The next week Heather’s parents cancelled their trip, leaving Heather frustrated. There were family holidays and obligations that continued to stymie them. They kept up the subterfuge telling nobody except Uncle Bill and Joe’s mother. They no longer met at school and their only contact was through the computer. Heather decided she wasn’t going to do anything through skype because she wanted to maul him in person leaving her desperately horny every time they finished a skype session. She also vetoed the idea of molesting him in the back seat of her car because it reminded her too much of Brad.
After a couple of sessions with the back brush, Heather went online and purchased her first of many sex toys. The longer she went without Joe, the more she acquired. She bought the same type of foam lined carrying case used by the gamers to carry their precious character figures. She cut out the foam in the shape and length of each one and lovingly gave them names like “Sexy Mexican” and “BBC”. She had just received a long, thin dildo she called “The Nerd” when she finally got the news that her parents would be leaving on a recruiting trip in mid-January.
Joe didn’t have a car, so she picked him up in her car. Though it was a cold winter night, she wore a tight white form fitting dress that showed off her curves and bared her thighs. Joe, for his part had put on brand new jeans and was wearing a buttoned, collared shirt that had no hint of geeky characters on it. Even his shoes were new.
“Sorry I made you wait. Luna made me dinner and also prepared lunch for tomorrow so I couldn’t get dressed up until she left.” Heather apologized.
She drove the car into the spacious garage and quickly turned off the alarm. The size of the parking area alone boggled Joe’s imagination. It was Joe’s first time at her house and it was like a visit to Buckingham Palace. All the places he had lived in his life could fit into a third of the first floor. Heather noticed his reaction and took him on a brief tour. They went upstairs and as they neared her room, she tripped him intentionally. He fell flat on his face with not a hint of athletic grace. He rolled over slowly rubbing his nose. “Sorry…so clumsy.” He said.
Thankfully for him, Heather had removed her shoes.
“STAY DOWN, JOE STEVENS.” She commanded as she put her foot on his chest.
He stared at her.
“I’ve given you every opportunity to be a normal man. In the car, at the front door, in the kitchen…”
He stared at her trying not to look up her skirt.
“Goddammit are you being polite or scared?”
“Both.” He admitted.
She shook her head in disgust. Then she straddled his chest with her knees on either side. She pulled up her dress revealing white lacy panties that barely covered her crotch.
“Well? Before you can enter my room, you must stop being so nice.”
“I have reached the promised land.” Joe half croaked and he started to stroke her thighs. It was Heather’s turn to stare and say nothing. His hands, so gentle and loving, crept up to her crotch causing warmth to billow through her body. She pulled her panties aside, exposing her pussy. His fingers explored her pinkness and probed her hole. His fingers came out slippery as she lowered herself down to his face. After a few minutes of his enthusiastic, but inexpert licking she pulled back and sat on his chest. The area around his mouth was wet and sticky.
“Sweetheart, you’re going to have to work on your technique later. I’m horny and I want dick.” She said.
She stood up and removed her dress in one fluid motion. Joe pulled off his shirt with the grace of a man being attacked by fire ants. She dashed toward her room and Joe scrambled after her. Heather sat on the bed watching him with amusement as he frantically removed what was left of his clothes.
“Mmmm you do have a nice body. Slender, not super muscular and yet…” Heather’s gaze was on Joe’s cock. “That’s long and slender too, just like I thought it would be.”
Finally free from his clothing, Joe walked over and began kissing her inner thighs.
“No time for foreplay dear. Stick it in.” she said and she lay back waiting for him. He rubbed the tip of his cock a few times up and down her slit before he slowly pushed inside. She gasped as his long prick journeyed the length of her vagina. He started pumping slowly and leaned down to kiss her deeply. She clenched his arms and crossed her legs behind his back. He fucked her with an enthusiasm that she had not seen in a guy in a long time. She felt a little closer to climax with each push and she relaxed slightly. Not being athletic as Brad, he had to stop kissing her to free his mouth for breathing and he began to sweat like he was running a marathon. He thrust with great gusto, but she could tell that he was already beginning to tire.
“Switch.” She said as she unlocked her legs.
He pulled back exposing his glistening cock. He laid on his back with his dick erect but tilting at an angle.
Heather mounted him and expertly guided it inside. She sat still for a moment then wiggled her hips as if judging the quality of a new chair cushion. She started slowly rocking. She let Joe rest a bit and fiddled with his nipples. She kept a slow, steady pace and lowered herself down to rub her tits in his face. He eagerly sucked a nipple, then gave it a well-timed nip that caused her to yelp.
“Don’t hold back, I want you to come now.” Heather said urgently.
Her grinding increased and Joe put in a last burst of energy and started pounding her pussy. Heather grabbed his head and began to vocalize with each thrust. The movement began to shake the bed as they both raced to the finish line. She came first with a surge of spasms and screams. Joe quickly followed with a grunt and she felt a gush of warmth inside her.
She continued to lay on top of him and nuzzled his ear. He put his arms around her and held her tight. Her hair fell over his face in a golden canopy. They kissed again until his dick was flaccid. After disentangling themselves, they went to the bathroom to clean up. Joe took the time to run his hands all over her body as she brushed her hair. “I’ve been fantasizing about doing this for a long time.” He said.
“Fucking me?” she wiggled her ass at him. “Of course, but I what I meant was that I really wanted to fondle every part of you.” He said as he rested his head on her should and placed his soft dick in her ass crack. ”I had many scenarios planned out. You in your cheer outfit, in a bikini, volleyball uniform, a business suit and much more. I’d lay there masturbating imagining my hands exploring every part of your body.”
“I don’t have a volleyball uniform. I’m sure I can find one though.” She smiled.
“I could write a book about all the things I wanted to do with you.” He admitted.
She grabbed his hand and led him back to her bedroom. They laid together with her head on his chest.
“Joe, my life has changed because of you.”
“What?”
“My life has been shattered.”
“Are you mad at me?” Joe questioned.
“I just had the best fuck of my life, of course I’m happy. It’s just that everything I believed in has vanished.” She sat up and looked at him.
“I was supposed to follow Brad to whatever college he picked and later marry him. Then we would have two boys who would become first round draft picks in the NFL.”
“For real?” Joe asked.
“Oh, it was never said directly to me but my father did actually refer to Brad as ‘future son-in-law. I never questioned it.”
“And I had to screw everything up for you?”
“No I’m happy. I wasn’t before, I just didn’t realize it until I met you.” Heather sat up and pulled her knees into her chest. “It’s been a brutal cold shower, but it has done wonders for my outlook on life.”
She stared off into space. “Everything I did was for other people. I never got much in return. You know I was not a virgin right?”
Joe wisely didn’t answer.
“I lost it when I was 14. I met Brad at 16. I lost count how many times Brad and I had sex, it was almost a given 1-2 times a week.”
“My only experience was with Mrs. Palmer and her five sisters” Joe held up his right hand.
“Don’t feel bad, at least you came. The night I broke up with Brad was the first time I ever had an orgasm, and it wasn’t from his efforts. I didn’t know what they really felt like, so I assumed they were some kind of feminist myth.”
She turned to face him. She moved up closer.
“I’m ready to…as my Uncle Bill says ‘come out’ with you. Most of my friends and family will disapprove, but I’m tired of going through the motions of being the number one girl at school.”
“I agree, but can I ask you to do it a little longer?” Joe asked.
“Now it’s my turn to be puzzled.” Heather replied.
Joe explained his plan. Heather’s face nearly cracked from the grin she had.
“Yes, yes, yes I love it!” She said.
“But I would like to do something else.”
Heather looked at him with mock suspicion.
“Now it’s my turn to talk.”
Joe propped himself up on a pillow. “Back in 6th grade Valentine’s day was indeed devastating for me. I wasn’t able look at a girl without fear for rest of the year.”
“I’m so sorry.” Heather cast her eyes down in guilt.
“Oh I got over it. That summer I got my first kiss from that redhead Michelle.” Joe said.
“The skinny one with braces?” she said.
Joe nodded. “Then in 8th grade it was the Vietnamese girl Elizabeth.”
“After that nothing. I was semi obsessed with you in 9th grade, a little crazy about you in 10th, lusted for you in 11th…”
“What about your art work of me?” Heather asked.
“That was the point that I kind of gave up. I decided that it would be best to simply stop watching you until graduation. I figured that would’ve been the last time I saw you and then I could get on with my life. The day you walked into the tutoring room it had been 6 months since I looked at your picture or thought about you.”
“So I ruined your life?” Heather joked.
Joe smiled. He cupped her breasts in his hands and gently kissed each nipple.
“Can I tell you my fantasy #202 with you?” Joe asked.
“#202?”
“It’s a very long list. I’ve been working on it for years.”
“As long as it doesn’t involve children, livestock or hanging from a ceiling.” Heather warned with a smile.
Joe told her what he wanted.
“You’ve wanted to do that to me? She asked.
“Ever since you made the cheerleading squad in 9th grade.” Joe nodded.
“It’s perverted, but I like it. It’ll cost you though.” She replied.
Joe’s brow furrowed.
“10 orgasms. Do you think you can afford it? She asked.
“When do I start?” he asked.
“As I said, you really need to learn how to use your lips and tongue.” She said as she spread her legs in front of him.
“Time for some tutoring.” She said softly.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticstories/comments/8uyj01/heather_and_joe_part_5