Gender: Male Age: 62 Location: southwest
|Introduction: The story of Jake and Emma continues. I hope you enjoy.|
Jake was awaked by a sound. In his sleepiness he did not recognize what it was until he heard it again. It was the sound of rolling thunder. He laid still as he listened to another sound. Rain was falling heavily on the metal roof of the cabin. It took a couple of minutes for him to actually get awake enough to be aware of where he was. Once he remembered where he was–at the lake cabin owned by his family–he also became aware that his niece was in the bed with him. He looked toward her. Emma was laying facing him, her body curled up in a prenatal position. As his mind continued to become aware of the present, he also began thinking about the night before.
“Did that really happen?” he asked himself as he moved slowly to get out of bed. Once standing he turned and looked at the young girl that had slept next to him. “She looks like an angel,” Jake thought as he watched her breath. He made his way to the bathroom, relieved the pressure on his bladder. As he urinated he also realized that his penis was a little sore. Again, he reflected on the events of the night before. “I can’t believe we actually did this,” he whispered to himself. He looked in the mirror. His definitely had a bad case of “bed head.” He was about to wash his face but decided that he would shower. He turned on the water, adjusted the temperature, and stepped in. Pulling the curtain closed, he allowed the warm water to wash over him. He washed his hair before lathering his body. As he washed his cock he thought about how it felt to be inside Emma. He thought of the intensity of his orgasm. His lathered hand and the mental image of the previous night caused his cock to stir. He immediate dismissed the thoughts and finished his shower.
He dressed in shorts and a t-shirt as quietly as he could. He made his way to the kitchen, closing the bedroom door, not wanting to disturb Emma. He checked out the supplies in the fridge. His mom sent a variety of breakfast foods. There was always cereal in the cabinet. He was not a coffee drinker so he poured orange juice. Walking to the glass door to the deck he looked out over the lake. The sky was dark with lightening flashing and thunder rolling over the lake. “No checking out the boat this morning,” he said. He turned on the tv, surfed a few channels, then turned it off. There was nothing on he wanted to see. He sat in a stuffed chair thinking about what he and Emma had experienced.
Jake’s thoughts focused on what would happen next. There were still two months of summer before he began his senior year of high school. Emma would begin the ninth grade. They would be at two different schools. But thinking about school was pointless. He needed to focus on the next two months. He sipped his juice and tried to picture the two of them in the same house with his parents. How would they act toward each other. Would they be able to hide what they felt? Would they ever make love again? Did he really want to make love to Em again? He felt a tinge of guilt, knowing that sex with her was wrong. Yet, because of what they felt about each other and said to each other, how could it be so wrong? All these questions were confusing. He was troubled and happy at the same time. To be cared about and to care about another person in this was added something to his life beyond computers and technology. “Even geeks need love,” he thought. “That would make a good t-shirt saying,” he said to himself.
Jake was lost in his thoughts when Emma walked from the hall into the room. She was obviously groggy from her sleep. And she was naked. She made her way toward Jake and sat in his lap. As he put his arms around her, she laid her head on his shoulder. He caressed her arm and back, moving his hand down to her hips and legs. She felt so good.
“Good morning,” she said sleepily.
“Good morning,” Jake replied, kissing her on the forehead.
“What time is it?” she asked, almost moaning.
Jake looked at the clock on the wall. “It’s almost eight o’clock.
“Why are you up so early?” she muttered, shifting her position, cuddling into his lap as if she were cold.
Jake reached for a throw and spread it out over her. “It’s not that early to me,” he said as he tucked the light blanket around her. She gave that purring sound that seemed to indicate her approval of his actions. Jake held her for about thirty minutes as she seemed to doze. When she awoke she looked up at him.
“Hi,” she said. She managed a smile. Her hair was in her face.
“Hi,” he said to her, giving her a light hug.
After a couple of minutes, Emma sat up on Jake’s lap and looked at him. “I have a question. Did I dream last night or did it really happen?”
Jake almost laughed. He had wondered the same thing. “If it was a dream, we had the same dream,” he replied. “Besides, have you looked at yourself this morning?” He held the blanket open, revealing her nakedness. “This is a pretty good sign.”
Emma looked at herself. “Oh yeah,” she said. She pulled the blanket around her. “Now I remember.” She was quiet for a moment. She raised up again, looked into Jake’s eyes. “In case you are wondering, it really felt good.” She paused. “And I love you.” She smiled.
Jake hugged her, kissed her, and said, “I love you, Em. I felt good last night, too.” She cuddled to him, laying her head on his shoulder again. They sat that way for a long time until Emma roused.
“I think I’ll go shower.” She got up and moved toward the hallway. Jake watched her naked backside Jake was looking at the body of a young teen. But there was much more to this girl that a body. She was mature for her age.
“She does have some shape to her,” he said. His cock twitched a bit. He decided preparing breakfast would take his mind off of Em’s body and the way she shared it with him.
Emma showered and returned to the kitchen wearing denim shorts and a tank top shirt. The impression of her nipples made it obvious she was not wearing a bra. Jake noticed this instantly. “What you want for breakfast?” he asked.
“I don’t care. Do we have cereal?”
“Yeah, there are several boxes in that cabinet there. There’s the milk mom sent up yesterday.” Emma selected a cereal, got a bowl and spoon, and sat at the table. Jake put peanut butter on bread and toasted it. He also got jelly from the fridge. They ate without much conversation.
“What do we do today?” Emma asked. “It’s raining.”
“Yeah, I know. We sure can’t take the boats across the lake.” He was thoughtful for a moment. “I don’t really want to work on the motors in the rain either.” The phone rang. “That’s got to be mom,” he said as he answered it.
“Hello,” he voiced. “Hey, mom.” He listened. “Yes, it is raining hard. There is some lightening and thunder, too.” Again a pause. “Emma and I were just talking about that.” He listened for a longer period. “No, I don’t want to drive home in this weather either. I think we better wait until tomorrow.” After another wait, Jake replied, “we’ll find something in the fridge. Don’t worry. We will not starve.” After another few minutes, he said, “Love you, too, Mom. We’ll talk to you later.”
Jake replaced the receiver and returned to the table. “Did you get that?”
“Yeah, I think so.” She touched Jake’s arm. “So, what do we do at the lake on a rainy day?”
“I’m sure we’ll think of something.” Jake looked at Emma. “We’ve kept ourselves busy up to now.” They both understood what staying busy had included.’
They cleaned up the dishes from breakfast, brushed their teeth, and returned to the family area. Emma watched the rain falling on the deck while Jake looked through the tv channels. “There’s nothing on tv on a Thursday morning,” he said as he joined her at the window. He stepped behind her and put his arms around her, looking out the window. “It is really raining.”
Emma turned around in his arms, facing him. “Yeah. I like it when it rains.” She put her arms around his waist and leaned into him, resting her head on his chest.” They stood that way for several minutes. “Jake, what are we gonna’ do?”
“You mean today?”
“No. I mean what are we gonna’ do?” She emphasized the we. “What happens after last night?”
Jake did not reply for a minute. Finally he said, “I don’t really know. What do you want to happen?”
“I want to be with you.” She looked into his face. “I know we can’t get married. I don’t mean that.” She was thoughtful for a moment. “I mean, if we really feel like we say we do, what can we do about it?”
“Em, I really do feel like what I said. I love you and I want to be with you. I want you to be around me.” He put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her far enough to see into her face. “You’re right, we can’t get married. And we can’t sleep together at home. We can’t kiss or even hold hands.” He made a face. “It seems like there is more we cannot do than what we can do.”
“I know. That’s what I was thinking.”
“Well, I guess we can only do one thing. We just go through the rest of the summer and see what happens after that.”
“But when we are together; I mean, when we are with family, my mom, Grandpa and Nana?”
“You mean, how will we act around each other? Well, we certainly can’t do this.” He leaned forward and gave her a kiss on the lips.” When he parted they both laughed.
“Or this,” Emma said. He took his hands off her shoulders and place one on each breast. Again they laughed.
“I guess we’ll just have to play it cool when we’re around family. And when we’re together and they are not around, we can do what we want.” Jake pulled her close, kissed her, their tongues playing. When they parted, they smiled.
“Yeah. I guess that is what will happen.” She hugged Jake, pressing herself into his arms. She loved the feel of his arms around her. “Jake, how can you love me? I’m so young. I feel like a kid.”
“Em, you are a kid. So am I as far as adults look at me. They think I’m smart and they want me to fix their computers, but I’m still just a kid.”
“But we really can love each other can’t we? Being a kid doesn’t mean we don’t know how to feel love for someone does it?”
“I think we know what we feel. They wouldn’t understand. And what I feel for you is more than sex. Don’t get me wrong, what we shared was wonderful and felt good, but what made it good for me was not the sex part.” He thought for a moment. “I was really scared it would hurt you.”
“To be honest, I am a little sore.” She frowned. “I’m sorry.”
“To be honest, I’m sore, too.” Again, they both laughed, hugging.
Emma looked at Jake. She made an exaggerated frown. “I guess that means there is another thing we can’t do right now.” With that they laughed for a long time, holding each other.
After a bit, Emma spoke with a seriousness in her voice. “Jake can we sit down. I want to ask you something.”
“Sure.” They walked toward the sofa. Jake sat toward one end, Emma the other. They turned so they could look at each other face to face. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing is wrong. And I don’t want to do anything wrong. I want to do it right.”
“Do what?” He was curious and concerned.
“I don’t know how you learned to do what you did to me last night. I mean, you made me feel like I never thought about feeling. You know, when you kissed me and when you...” she paused, blushing. “When you sucked on my breasts and when you kissed me and ...” she paused again, looking for words. “When you did whatever you did between my legs.” Her face was flushed. “Oh Jake, I cannot tell you what it felt like.”
“I’m glad, Em. I wanted to make you feel good.”
“Yeah, but I want to make you feel good, too.” She eyes seemed to tear up. “Jake, I don’t know how to make you feel that good.”
“Oh, Em. Please. You made me feel great last night.” He touched his crotch. “I felt so good I’m sore today.”
“Yeah, but...I want to make you feel really good. I want to know what you like and what you want me to do.” Before Jake could speak, she continued. “Okay, it’s like this. I hear girls at school talk about what boys like. They want girls to give them blow jobs. They all say that’s all boys really want from a girl. They want blow jobs from a girl and then they just want to fuck them.” A tear tolled down her cheek. “They say that boys don’t really care how the girl feels.”
Jake moved closer to wipe the tears from her face. “Em, I’m going to say something and I need you to listen. Okay?” She nodded her head, holding back the tears. “I’m not experienced in this. It’s not that I have had girlfriends who I had sex with.” He would not mention the experience with Rhonda Foster. “I hear boys talk about blow jobs and all sorts of things they say they do with girls. That is not my experience. Girls think I’m a geek and only want to be with me if I can help them with their iphones or ipads.” He sighed. “I’ve heard about oral sex. I just did what seemed to be the thing to do last night.”
“Well, you did it right. And I want to do it right for you.”
“You mean you want to give me a blow job?” He paused. “To tell you the truth, I’m not so sure about how it’s done.” He thought about the feeling he had when Rhonda put him in her mouth. It felt good, but making love to Emma felt better.
“Maybe we can learn together.” Emma touched his arm. “Maybe we can just see what we like and do if for one another.” Suddenly she seemed excited about learning how to please Jake.
“Yeah. I guess we could do that.” He paused. “I want to know what you like and what makes you feel good.”
“I can tell you, you already have done that. But we’ll see.” They moved toward each other, hugging and kissing. As they looked at each other again, Emma said with a sexy smile. “Well, I guess we know what we can do on a rainy day.” They both laughed and stood. Without another word, they moved toward the bedroom.
Jake and Emma stood by the bed, looking at each other. She took a couple of steps back. She began to move, as if dancing. She slowly began to pull her top off, pulling one arm through the strap, then the other. She moved around, turning her back to Jake as she removed it and tossed the top aside.
When she turned, her arms were covering her breasts. Jake was smiling. He also felt his cock twitch.
“Your turn,” Emma said.
Jake began to move slowly. He turned his back on Emma and removed his shirt. When he turned back, she applauded. They moved toward each other, kissed and embraced. Their bodies touching. After a moment they moved toward the bed. As they lay down, Emma removed her shorts. Jake removed his and his boxers. His cock was beginning to get hard.
“Oh my,” Emma said. Jake reached over and began removing her panties. She lifted her hips as he slid them down her legs.
“You are so beautiful,” he said softly.
“And you are so handsome,” she replied with a smile.
They embraced. They kissed. Their hands began to explore. Jake’s fingers caressed Em’s face and neck. Her hands moved across his chest. She lingered at his nipples, moving her fingertips over them. They became hard.
“Lay on her back, please,” Emma voiced. Jake did as she asked. Emma began moving her fingertips up and down, back and forth across Jake’s chest. She moved slowly across his abdomen. By now, his cock was fully erect. She used her fingertips to caress his skin, down his right leg, and back up again. She moved so she could do the same to his left leg. Jake sighed. Watching her was almost as good as what she was doing. After spending a few minutes caressing his legs, Em positioned herself so she could touch Jake’s erection. Her legs were facing Jake, partially opened so he could see her pussy. She was obviously moist and pink.
Emma place one had around Jake’s cock. She moved it up and down slightly, not really jerking him off. She was caressing him, barely grasping him. With the other hand, she reached down and cupped his balls. He flinched when she did that.
“Did that hurt?”
“No. It is just a man’s balls are very sensitive. They don’t need to be squeezed hard.”
“Ok. Just tell me if I do something that hurts.” She smiled at him. “And tell me when it feels good, too.” She continued to cup his balls, moving her fingers under them. The look on Jake’s face told her that he was enjoying that. For several minutes she lightly moved her fingers up and down his cock while she cradled his balls.
“That feels good,” he sighed. His eyes were closed.
“Is there a place that feel particularly good on a man? Like a woman’s clitoris.”
“Yes. Just under the head of a man’s cock.” Jake took his finger and touched the area just behind and under the glans. “For me, right there is where it feels good.”
Emma moved her fingertips there, moving them up and down, touching him only with her fingernails. Jake’s cock began to pulsate. Emma could feel it in her other hand. She did this for several minutes, stroking with one hand, teasing the area Jake had showed her with the other. Jake was sighing, almost moaning.
After several minutes of this, she asked. “Can you tell me what to do with my mouth?”
Jake looked at her. “Only if you are sure you want to do this. Some girls don’t like doing oral sex on a boy.”
“I want to please you. I’ll do whatever you like.” She smiled. “At least I’ll give it a try, okay?”
“Okay. You’ll need to put my cock in your mouth.” He watched Emma lean over and cover the end of his cock with her mouth. “Now move up and down with your lips and be careful with your teeth.” She did as she was told. “Move you hand up and down along with your mouth.” She did this as well.
After a minute of this, Emma looked up. “Does that feel good?”
“Yeah. You might used your tongue, too. Maybe use your tongue on the area I showed you.”
Emma moved between his legs, leaning over so her tongue would be against the underside of his cock. She began to move and soon seemed to be in a rhythm. She pushed down, trying to take as much into her mouth as possible. She almost gagged once, but continued to move up and down on his hard cock. Once she allowed him to come out. She used the tip of her tongue to flick over the tip and around the glans.
“Oh my, that does feel good, too.”
“Good.” Emma continued her attention to Jake’s erect cock. It was hard and smooth. She actually liked the feel of it in her mouth as her tongue rubbed along the underside. She actually sucked as she came up, moving her tongue faster over the sensitive spot. As her mouth moved up and down, her hands were stroking him, feeding it into the warm wetness of her mouth. Emma would speed up, then slow down, pumping, stroking, sucking.
“Em, if you keep doing that I’m going to cum.” He spoke as he began breathing faster. He could feel the stirring in his groin.
“Do you want to cum?” She smiled at him, continuing to stroke.
“It always feels good,” he said. “But you may not want me to cum in your mouth.”
“Hmm. How does it taste?”
“I don’t really know,” he said. “I’ve never tasted of my cum.”
“Well, maybe not this first time. We’ll see,” Emma replied as she continued her attention toward giving him pleasure. “Do I moved faster or what? When you came last night you did? Just tell me when you are ready?”
“Yeah, that would be good.”
Emma continued her stroking, as she moved her mouth up and down. She increased the sucking as she felt Jake begin to move under her. After several more minutes, she felt him begin to move quicker.
“I’m almost ready,” he whispered. She took him out of her mouth and began stroking faster. She watched him, his eyes closed, his hips moving with her strokes.
“Oh, now,” Jake said. “Oh....” Suddenly he jerked. Emma continued her stroking, not sure what to expect. Within a few seconds Jake cried out. She saw him cum at the pool, but he was now lying on a bed. A stream of semen erupted from Jake’s cock and went at least a foot in the air before falling onto his stomach. She almost squealed. Another stream. Then another. Jake was moaning, his hips thrusting as she continued to stroke. She could actually feel the pulsations of his cock as the spurts came. After a couple more spurts of cum shot from his cock, the rest was with less force. The cum came out and ran down across her fingers. It was warm and slick.
“Oh Jake. That was beautiful,” she said. The cum stopped but the pulsating and jerking did not. She stroked slower now. When she touched the underside of his cock, he jerked hard.
“Oh, oh. Go easy there.”
“Sorry,” she said. She loosened her grip but did not stop stroking him until his cock began to soften. His breathing slowed and he seemed to relax. She looked at this young man she loved. He was smiling. “Did that feel good?”
“No,” he said. “That felt very, very good.”
“I’m glad.” Emma looked at her hand, covered with his cum. She brought her fingers to her lips, placing her tongue to the white fluid. “Not much taste,” she said. “She placed more on her tongue and into her mouth. “I don’t see the problem there,” she said. “I’ll go get a cloth. Emma went to the bathroom, wet a cloth with warm water, brought it and a towel. She began to Jake’s stomach and legs. When she was finished, she returned the cloth to the bathroom and lay on the bed next to him. He was completely still, breathing softly.
Emma kissed Jake softly on the lips. He smiled. “Thank you,” he said. “That was really incredible.”
“I’m glad. Now I have learned more about pleasing you.”
Emma laid in Jake’s arms, resting. She was tired but the result was worth whatever effort she made. She now knew another thing that pleased the one she loved. “I think learning to please each other is going to be fun,” she finally said.
Jake hugged her close. “Yeah. I think there are some real possibilities of what we might do the rest of the summer.” They both laughed. “Of course. We still have the rest of today. Maybe I need to learn a few things, too.” With that, Emma purred, cuddling closer to him.
“Yep. This just might get even better.”
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