A NEW BEGINNING
Chapter 15
I made us supper, but couldn't get Patty out of my mind. Had she really been “inviting” me, as she appeared to be doing? Is that why her expression changed when I suggested we eat? I wish I knew for sure. With any one else, I probably would have found out right then and there.
We ate, still nude. Patty didn't give me any hints at all about what she wanted. I thought of just asking her, but changed my mind. If I was reading her wrong, I didn't want her to do something just because she thought it's what I wanted. Of course, I did want it, but not at her expense.
I noticed Patty seemed completely comfortable being nude now. There was no small gestures trying to cover herself or no nervous giggles. She seemed natural now. We cleaned up and then sort of straightened out the camp. It hadn't gotten dark, but we settled down near the fire.
For a while we were quiet, then Patty hit me with a question. “Do you think I'm sexy?” I told her simply yes, hoping she'd get off that subject. “I mean like adult sexy, not like little girl sexy.” she continued. Again I said yes and clarified I did mean “adult sexy”, as she put it. She paused for a moment, then continued. “Do you think I'm old enough to do it?”
That bomb stunned me and I wasn't sure how to answer. I thought about it for a moment, then answered, “That's a question I can't answer. No one can answer it for you really. It's something you have to answer for yourself. Are you mature enough for sex? Does the person you may do it with care about you and not just about sex?” I paused to see if she'd say anything, but she remained silent. “Have you lost your virginity yet?” She shook her head. “Why did you ask if I thought you were old enough?”
“I don't know...” she mumbled, then paused. “I almost did it, but then it didn't happen.”
“Is that good or bad? Did you want to?” I asked. I was curious about the when, where, and who, but she didn't offer the information and I didn't want to pry.
“I don't know...” she repeated, then looked down. “I guess I kinda wanted to... I wasn't scared or anything. I suppose I was ready, but he didn't do it,” she confessed.
“Well, when the time is right, it will happen. Don't worry about when that will be, you'll know when the time comes.” I told her. She just sat in silence for a few minutes obviously deep in thought. She then stood and informed me she wanted to wash up before we went to bed and walked down to the pond. I didn't follow, but let her go alone. I did watch her, but she seemed to want to be by herself at the moment.
Bob was kinda quiet as we ate. After we cleaned up some, then just sat by the fire. I wish I knew what he was thinking. I thought back earlier to when we were on the rock. I wish he had done more. It made me wonder if he wanted to do more.
I asked him if he thought I was sexy. Maybe he thought I was too much of a kid or something, but he said I was sexy and not like a kid, so it wasn't that. Next I asked him if he thought I was too young. His answer seemed to make sense, but I still didn't know what he was thinking. He asked if I was still a virgin, so I told him I was, but I almost wasn't. What I didn't tell him was he was the one I almost did it with. Everything else was the truth though.
He said a bit more, but nothing that gave me any hint about what he really thought. I wanted to think, so I told him I wanted to wash. I wandered down to the pond and sat down in the shallows. I wanted to make sure I was clean for him, so I started washing down there.
I had never put more than one finger in and I knew he was bigger than that. I tried two and they went in easy, until I hit my hymen. I then tried three and they went in OK too, so I thought he wasn't too big for me. It would hurt when he broke my hymen, that much I knew, but every girl has to do that the first time. One of my friends had already done it lots of times with her brother. She told me it hurt the first time, but after that it really felt good and she liked doing it as often as she could.
For a while I just sat there thinking... and rubbing myself because it felt good. I was really getting into it when Bob asked if I was OK. I wish he knew how OK I really was. I stopped rubbing because I didn't want him to see me and walked back up to the fire. I don't know how long I was down at the pond, but it was starting to get dark.
I watched Patty as she walked to the pond and sat at the water's edge. She was moving as she washed herself, but then stopped. It seemed like it had been maybe ten minutes and I hadn't noticed her moving and the sun was setting.
I called to her to see if she was OK and it was then I saw her hand move away from her pussy. I had obviously caught her masturbating, which didn't bother me except for the fact I had probably embarrassed her. That bothered me. I was sitting on the end of a log. We had set them up as seats. She walked over and sat down on my leg, not saying anything.
I was wondering what she was thinking when she stood up and took my hand. “Come to bed with me?” she asked. We had been sleeping together every night, naked, but this was the first time she had asked. We walked together to the tent and she climbed in first, still holding my hand. I slid in after her, she let go of my hand and placed her hand on my chest guiding me down on my back.
She moved to her side, but still hadn't spoken. It sort of surprised me when she reached for my cock, deliberately this time instead if timidly. She began stroking it and it immediately responded. Her eyes were focused on my hard member and I wondered what she was going to do.
I didn't have long to wait. Patty climbed over me and straddled me. That is when she made her intentions quite obvious. She lifted up, aimed my cock, and slowly lowered herself onto it. I was barely in her when she stopped and I felt her cherry. She maintained a steady pressure on herself before easing back again. Once more she pushed down and again stopped.
I knew what she was trying unsuccessfully to do and wanted to make it as easy as I could for her.
Bob was sitting by the fire when I walked back up from the pond. I sat on his leg trying to muster my courage. I wished he would just do me, but I remembered what he told me too. If I wanted this to happen I would have to start it myself. I wanted it sooo bad I just stood up, took his hand, and asked him to come to bed. I couldn't believe I could ask, but I did.
We walked to the tent holding hands. I went in first, then pulled him in. He started to lay on his side, but I pushed him so he went on his back. I looked down and his beautiful thing was right there. I remembered what the girl did the night before. It was time to get him hard so it would go in. I reached out, grabbing him, and started stroking him. He must have been horny too because he got hard real fast.
Once he was hard there was only one thing left to do. I straddled his legs, but hung on to his thing. Now was the time... I lifted, aimed him towards me, and lowered down. He went right in and it felt wonderful, but I couldn't get him in very far at all. I tried pushing down, but it hurt. I knew it would hurt and expected it to, so I tried again, but I just couldn't.
I was about to give up when he asked, “Want me to help?” Of course I did, but I just nodded. He lifted me up and rolled at the same time and I ended up under him. I opened my legs for him expecting him to go in me, but he knelt up instead. I was disappointed when he scooted back a little then he bent down and started licking me.
I love when he does that! I'd never wear pants again and I don't care who saw me if he'd lick me all the time. I climaxed almost immediately, but it was only a small one. He kept licking and I felt another coming. He stopped and sat up though. “Ready?” he asked. Of course I was! I just said, “Yes,” though. He laid back down on top of me and I felt his thing almost going in me. “You sure? You don't have to...” he started, but I stopped him by saying “Yes!” again.
Suddenly he pushed and his thing rammed into me. I yelped, but mainly because it surprised me, even though I knew it was coming. It hurt, but not nearly as bad as I thought it would. “You OK?” he gasped.
I smiled as best I could. I didn't dare say anything because I thought my voice might crack, so I just nodded. Slowly he began pushing again. It felt like I was being filled up. I wondered if he could fit it all in when he stopped pushing. “You still OK? I'm all the way in,” he asked softly.
“Yes, but don't move yet, OK? I want to just feel you,” I answered, but I was actually a little scared that if he moved it might hurt. I guess my body wasn't scared because my hips began to move some. He felt great in me, but even better moving. I couldn't stop myself. He began moving too.
This wasn't just tingling, this was an eruption and suddenly I exploded. As I experienced the climax of a lifetime Bob kept pumping. My climax didn't end though. It kept going wave after wave. The next thing I felt was his thing kinda twitch. I guess he climaxed and his cum made me really slippery. That made me climax again!
Pretty soon after Bob stopped pumping. He started to pull out of me, but I grabbed him and said, “Nooo!” He felt so good I wanted him to stay in. He stopped moving, but his thing slipped out anyway. I asked him to keep it in, but he said he couldn't. He rolled off me and I grabbed his thing, but it was all soft. I stroked it to make it hard again, but he stopped me.
“I need a little time to recover,” he chuckled. “Guys go soft after they climax. It takes time for them to get hard again.” I was disappointed, but there was nothing I could do about it I guess. I could feel his cum start to dribble out of me, so I reached into my pack and got a tissue. I just opened my legs and wiped myself. I wasn't even embarrassed. What was left to hide or be embarrassed about?
When I broke Patty's cherry, it bothered me some. I hated hurting her even though it couldn't be avoided. I guess it wasn't too bad because she really got into it quickly. I don't know how many times she climaxed, but I know it was more than one.
When I finally shot my load I started pulling out, but she pushed up and stopped me telling me she wanted me to stay in her. I wish I could have, but nature was in control and I shrunk up and fell out anyway. She started stroking me to get me hard again, but discomfort made me stop her as I explained I needed some time.
She finally relented and pulled a tissue out of her pack and wiped herself, then settled back down and began playing with my cock and balls. At least she wasn't stroking me and it did feel nice. I let her lazily play.
I don't know if I dozed off or not, but the next thing I was aware of she was climbing back on top of me. My cock was hard again and easily slipped into her. She didn't start fucking though. “You feel so good inside me,” she purred and she settled down.
It wasn't long before she began moving again, her hips slowly rising and falling as my cock massaged her insides. Her pace quickly escalated until she was pumping for all she was worth again. I heard her breath catch as she seemed to climax again. She began pumping madly, then pausing, then pimping again.
She grunted 2 or 3 more times, seemingly climaxing each time until I finally shot off again. After that she settled once more, with me deep inside her. Again I must have dozed off. I awoke after it was completely dark out. Patty was asleep, but still on top of me. I pulled the blanket over both of us and went to sleep again.
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