Date: Thu, 16 Mar 2000 23:51:21 CST
From: K Ration <micrometer69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Family Friends - Chapter 30

A little more storyline development in this chapter, some new stuff, a bit
of good ole male/female sex, some voyeurism - just your basic "feel good"
stuff. Hope you like it.  And as your mama always said, "Don't forget to
write!"


Family Friends
Chapter Thirty
John & Terri at the Pool

The next day was one of blissful reunion. It seemed like it had been
forever since Terri and her girls had seen John, and the girls were
practically beside themselves fighting for his attention and
affection. Judy insisted on sitting in the front seat between him and Terri
as he drove them all to church. Many of the folks wondered silently if
Terri and John had gotten married when they saw how the girls rushed to sit
on either side of him, leaving Terri on the outside. For those who sat
behind them, which was most of the church since they sat in the second pew
from the front, the four of them sat as thought they were a family. Terri &
John kept glancing at each other throughout the service, and the girls sat
so close to John no one could see any light between them.

John was thrilled with the attention and the obvious show of affection from
the kids. He had always adored them, but since their father's death, that
adoration had become more like a parental love. He had never felt that he
could let his feelings show for fear of offending his wife or Terri.  Now,
he was soaking it up. He noticed that Jessie was the more reserved of the
two, and he attributed that to her age. Judy, on the other hand, made no
attempt to hide her affections, sitting as she did through the entire
sermon holding his hand.

Terri was a bit embarrassed by all of this and mentioned it to John as they
left the church, the kids running ahead to the car. John reassured her,
however, saying that it didn't bother him at all, at least not in a
negative way.

"I haven't wanted to be a burden these last few months," he said just
before they got to the car.

"And I forgot how much you and the girls have always meant to me," he added
somewhat hesitantly as he held the door for Terri. He didn't seem to notice
the slight flush that came to her cheeks as she sat down and he closed the
door. Noticing that Judy wasn't in the front seat, Terri turned around to
see the two of them sitting primly in the back seat looking at her with
smiles and lifted eyebrows. She sensed what they were thinking and blushed
again.

As soon as John dropped them off at their front door, the girls rushed
inside and up the stairs to change into their swim suits, all the time
talking about John and how much they had missed him and how much they had
enjoyed sitting with him in church. Judy walked into Jessie's room just as
Jessie was arranging the top of her two piece bathing suit, the bottom
piece still lying on the bed.

"You look funny with just a top on," Judy said, looking at her sister's
bush.

"Yeah," Jessie answered, "except for the way you're staring at my crotch,
it seems a shame to have to wear one at all. I've really gotten used to
being able to swim naked at the Ponderosa."

Blushing at Jessie's comment about her staring, Judy answered, "Yeah, I
feel the same way. I wonder if John would ever consider being a nudist."

The girls were silent for a moment as they each thought about this
possibility. Then Jessie said,

"We could always hope so, but I don't think we should say anything. That's
probably something mom should talk to him about, and we wouldn't want to
ruin our chances by bringing it up at the wrong time."

With that, the girls bounded down the stairs just in time to meet their mom
coming down the hall in her new brief bikini, a terry cloth knee length
robe draped over her shoulders.

"Wow, mom!" Jessie exclaimed. "You look really sexy in that suit, but isn't
it a little warm for the robe?"

Terri blushed at her daughter's observation and answered, "Thanks
sweetheart, but I'm a little hesitant about wearing it. I don't want Uncle
John to think I'm coming on to him, so I thought the robe would give me
some protection."

"Aw, mom," Judy said, with mock frustration, "do we have to call him Uncle
John?"

Terri looked at her younger daughter and remembered her comment from the
night before.

"What would you want to call him, Jude? I won't let you just call him
John."

Feeling Jessie poking her in the back, Judy hesitated and then said, "Oh
alright. I guess Uncle John is OK for now."

Terri looked at her daughter for a moment, remembering what she had heard
through the bedroom door the night before and then said, "Now you kids run
on over to Uncle John's while I get some potato salad out of the frig. Tell
him I'll be right there."

When the girls knocked on the pool gate, John hollered, "Come on in, the
water's fine!"

As they opened the gate, they saw John floating on a raft in the center of
the pool. Immediately both girls ran to opposite sides of the pool and
jumped in, trying to splash him with as much water as possible. John
dropped off of the raft and the three of them roughhoused a bit. Then John
climbed out of the pool and stood at the edge looking down at them.

"Pull me out, Uncle John," Judy yelled, sticking her hand out for him to
grab. As he did so, Jessie was holding on to the side of the pool directly
below him. As he turned to go start the grill, Jessie splashed water onto
Judy to catch her attention. When her sister looked down at her, she
beckoned her back into the pool with her hand. Judy dove in and swam back
to Jessie.

"What do you want?" she whispered as she grabbed the side of the pool next
to Jessie.

"Don't look now, but Uncle John's trunks don't have any kind of undershorts
or whatever built into them and he's not wearing anything else. When he
reached out to pull you from the pool I accidently looked up his pant leg
and saw the end of his penis. He's circumcised!"

Judy looked at her sister for just a second and said, "What do you mean,
accidently. You must have looked on purpose. But it is nice to know that
he's circumcised."

Just about that time, Terri came through the gate wearing her robe and
carrying a bowl of potato salad. Setting the salad on the table, she gave
John a brief hug and sat in one of the pool chairs.  The girls continued to
swim while their mom and John talked for a while.  Then John got up and
dove into the pool.

Once in, he called to Terri, "Come on in! The water feels great."

The girls watched his face while their mother stood up and removed the
robe.  They giggled as John's eyes widened and they barely heard him as he
whispered to himself, "Wow!" He didn't stare, however, for that was not his
nature. He did think to himself, however, I've never seen Terri in a bikini
that brief before. She looks even better than I remember!  I sure hope I
don't get a hardon. This suit would never hide it.

The rest of the day was fairly uneventful. John was, for the most part,
able to control his physical reaction to Terri's body. The girls thought
they noticed his penis pressing a little harder against his suit a couple
of times and also thought the head was more visible at these times. For her
part, Judy was just curious how John might look compared to the guys she
had seen at the Ponderosa, and she wondered, again, if their mom would ever
bring up the subject of nudism. Jessie, however, having had her experiences
with Jack and Jackie, was more stimulated by the changes she saw in John's
trunks because she understood what was happening to him and why.

Every night for the next few weeks, Terri and the girls joined John at the
pool. Sometimes they ordered out, sometimes they grilled. But each time
they got together, John and Terri became more comfortable with the
relationship they could feel building between them. One Friday night about
three weeks later, after Terri had sent the girls home to bed, John
hesitantly spoke up.

"Terri," he began, as they sat side by side at the edge of the spa, their
feet dangling in the warm water, "I need to tell you something."

As Terri looked at him questioningly, he continued, "Several years before
Joan died, I became interested in nudism."

Terri was so surprised by this revelation that she started to speak, but
John stopped her short.

"Wait a minute, hear me out. Joan wouldn't even consider the idea. For her,
there were only two reasons to be naked - to take a bath or shower, or to
have sex. Now don't get me wrong, I loved sex with Joan, but I also loved
going around the house naked. I even had a couple of opportunities when I
was out on the west coast to try a couple of nude beaches and found it a
great experience. I was pleasantly surprised that I didn't have a bit of
trouble with an erection.  Anyway, I decided a long time ago that if
anything ever happened to Joan, I was going to come out of the closet and
be a practicing naturist. And if I remarry, I want it to be with a woman
who will join me in that lifestyle. And I'd like to raise kids in that
lifestyle."

"Can I say something now?" Terri asked.

"Yeah, I guess it's your turn," John replied, terribly afraid of what she
might say.

"Well the girls and I have been homebound nudists for about four years now
and practicing naturists for about the last six months. I mean one reason
we haven't been over here much the last six months is because we've been
spending the weekends at a nudist resort on the other side of town called
the Ponderosa."

John was amazed. He didn't know quite how to react. On the one hand he was
jealous as hell that other guys had been looking at Terri naked all this
time when he hadn't been, and on the other hand he mentally kicked himself
for not bringing the subject up sooner.

"So do think maybe I could go with you sometime?" he asked. "I mean how do
you think the girls would react?"

Terri placed her hand on his arm and responded, "John, they asked me the
same question about you before we got together several weekends
ago. They're very comfortable with the idea and quite anxious to see if you
are willing."

Her touch on his arm sent an electric thrill through him that ended up in
his crotch, sparking the beginning of a hardon that he felt sure wasn't
going to go away. He realized quickly that the light from the spa would
make such a reaction clearly evident to Terri if she were to look at his
lap, but he decided that he really didn't care. In fact, he found himself
hoping that she would.

"I've been thinking about replacing this old fence with one that has
overlapping boards so there is complete privacy. I hadn't done it yet
because the whole idea is to be able to use the pool naked and I knew
Jessie's window overlooks the pool. I thought I couldn't take the risk of
her seeing me, but I guess you're telling me that I needn't worry about
that, huh?" he said.

"No, I don't think so," answered Terri. "The girls both took to being naked
with other people pretty quickly and they're used to naked men now. Of
course, I don't know whether their relationship with you will make any
difference. After all, they're awfully fond of you, and the men at the
Ponderosa are strangers."

"You said you and the girls had been homebound nudists. I take it Charlie
wasn't interested either? Any more than Joan was, I mean," John said.

"No he wasn't," Terri answered. "He was pretty straight-laced and even
chauvinistic when it came to naked bodies and sex and what-not. And I
suspect he was always convinced that he'd get hard if anybody looked at him
without his clothes on. He could get that way in an instant. Just looking
at himself in the mirror could give him an erection."

John was thrilled with the easy manner in which Terri mentioned things like
getting hard or having an erection. He could feel the blood continue to
fuel his own erection and could feel the head of his penis poking against
the material of his trunks as it throbbed in his lap. He would have been
surprised to learn that Terri was also feeling surges of sexual excitement
in her loins. She was glad they were at the pool where the water would hide
the moisture seeping into the crotch of her bikini from within her. There
was nothing she could do about her hardening nipples, however, and she had
purposely purchased a bikini with no cups or padding in the top
piece. There was nothing between John's gaze and her breasts except the
thin material of the bikini.

Glancing down into John's lap as he looked away for a moment, she saw the
tent in his lap and remembered the fantasies she had had each time she
masturbated the last three weeks.  She ached to reach over and see how big
he was.

Gathering up all her courage, Terri said, "Would you like to try coming out
of the closet tonight?"

John's head jerked around in startled shock. That was exactly what he had
been thinking, but his awareness of his hardon caused him to back away from
suggesting it.

"I don't know, Terri. Our discussion has had an effect on me I'm not sure
you're ready for."

Terri looked at him and said softly, shyly, "You mean you have a hardon?"
Her use of the word surprised John again. He wasn't disappointed at it, but
he found it sexually exciting. As he stammered, Terri said, "Look, I know
you have one, I can see it. And I know you've been looking at my nipples,
although you've really tried not to stare. But let's be honest. I haven't
been with a man since Charlie died and I'd love to see you naked. I'll sit
on the other side and slip out of my suit, and you can sit here and take
your trunks off. How about it?"

John looked at this lady who had become such a special part of his life
over the past three weeks and felt truly blessed.

"Well," he said, "I may be dumb, but I'm not stupid. I'm willing if you
are."

Terri stood with her back to John. "Unhook me?" she said. When John had
unhooked the top of her bikini, she held it in place with her hand as she
stepped to the opposite side of the spa. Then, dropping her hand and the
bikini top with it, she stood and enjoyed the look on John's face as he
feasted his eyes on her breasts with their hardened nipples. As John began
to slide his trunks down from his waist and Terri began to untie the knots
that held her bottom piece in place, John said,

"You can't imagine how long I have wanted to see you naked. I have
fantasized about this for years." At that point it was his turn to stand
and allow Terri to feast her eyes on his engorged erection. He was thrilled
by the expression on her face as she said in a whisper,

"Oh my God, it's gorgeous." His penis throbbed up and down as the blood
rushed through it even as he got his first glimpse of Terri's pussy with
its beautifully trimmed bush.

"Talk about beautiful!" he exclaimed softly. "That's the most beautiful
sight I've ever seen. How do you keep it trimmed so neatly?"

Terri blushed not only at John's adoration and comment but because of her
only response. "Jessie trims it for me. In fact it was her creation."

Upstairs in her room, Jessie said a whispered "Yes!" as she saw her mom and
John step out of their swim wear. She was looking at John's back and
couldn't see his erection, so she concluded, correctly as it turned out,
that John was trying his hand at being a nudist.  She could hardly wait to
tell Judy. The girls had gone to bed as soon as they had showered and
washed the chlorine out of their hair, but Jessie couldn't sleep. She
sensed that the relationship she had hoped for was in fact developing
between her mom and John, and she had been drawn to the window to see if
her hopes would be confirmed this night. She continued to watch as the
adults sat down and continued to talk. Although she couldn't hear any of
their conversation, it was enough that they were naked together and it
didn't appear to be for sex.

Down at the spa, John felt his knees getting weak. "I'd better sit down
before I fall down," he said. He sat down with his hands behind him and
leaned back, letting his hardon remain in full view, lit by the light of
the spa. He was enjoying the fact that Terri couldn't seem to take her eyes
off of it. Nor could he take his eyes off of Terri. They sat for several
minutes just staring at each other's body.

Finally, John said, "if I sit here much longer staring at your body, I'm
liable to erupt. But I'm a little afraid to walk around like this for fear
Jessie might still be up. I guess it's OK with you for her to see me naked,
but I wouldn't want her to see me like this."

Terri smiled at his nervousness, her eyes still on his throbbing erection.

"I really don't think you have to be concerned about anything, but if
you're worried about it, why not just stand up and step to the side into
the pool. That way the girls couldn't see anything if they were
looking. Maybe a little swim will help you calm down."

John followed her suggestion and stepped over into the pool where he
immediately began to swim laps. Terri left the spa and moved over to the
light switches where she turned off the spa light, leaving only the single
light in the pool still burning. Then she walked over and stood at the side
of the pool watching John swim his laps, the whiteness of his buns drawing
her attention. When he changed from a crawl stroke to the backstroke, she
saw that his hardon had indeed diminished somewhat. She enjoyed looking at
his penis in its semi-hard state, realizing again how much she had missed
these past few years since Charles had died.

Eventually, John grew tired and stopped directly in front of and below
Terri. As he looked up at her nakedness, his penis clearly visible in the
light of the pool, she watched his erection return.

"Are you going to come in?" he asked. "Or are you just going to stand there
and tease me. God, your body is beautiful."

Terri responded, "I thought you'd never ask!" and dove over his head into
the pool.

His eyes followed her as she passed over his head, his eyes glued to her
bush. Terri turned as soon as she entered the water and swam between his
legs from behind, turning again and coming up in front of him so close that
his erection rubbed along her breasts and down her stomach as she
surfaced. The thrill of it made her gasp, almost before her head broke the
water, causing her to cough and sputter as she did. John's first reaction
was to reach out and wrap his arms around her in case she needed help. It
became quickly obvious to both of them that the only help either of them
needed was the kind they could only get from each other's body. He crushed
her body to him as he gave in to the urge he had felt all night to kiss
her. Terri responded in kind, wrapping her legs around his waist, feeling
his hardon rubbing against the outer lips of her vagina as she did so.

John took two quick steps forward and trapped her against the wall of the
pool. Using the pool wall to help hold her, he moved his hands around to
cup her breasts, kneading them with urgency, tweaking her hardened nipples
and then moving his mouth down to her chest to suckle her breasts. Terri
gasped as soon as his lips touched her breast, thrusting them into his
face, the first signs of an orgasm beginning to dawn on her. As John
continued to stroke and suck on her tits, she reached down and grasped his
erection which had continued to rub against her vagina. It felt wonderful
in her hand, so hard and such a good size she thought spontaneously.

As she directed his penis into her, she heard him whisper, "this isn't
going to take long I'm afraid."

She answered him, "Good, 'cause I can feel myself about to cum, too."

And as his organ slipped easily into her moistened cavity, he thrust
against her, pinning her to the wall. Immediately, their orgasms
overwhelmed them, the months and years of abstinence preventing any
semblance of control. Terri gasped and cried out, quickly biting onto one
of her knuckles to stifle her cries. John buried his face in the crook of
her neck and grunted like an animal as his cum shot violently into her. He
had masturbated frequently since Joan died, many times thinking about
Terri, but he had never felt an orgasm like this one.

As he held her tightly, John could tell Terri was crying. "Are you OK?" he
asked.

Sniffing and choking back her sobs, Terri answered, "Yes, I'm OK. It's just
been sooo long, and I feel sooo happy. You can't imagine how long I have
fantasized about having sex with you. I've loved you a long time, John. Did
you know that?"

John was overcome, himself. Being as sensitive to Joan's feelings as he
was, he hadn't realized the depth of Terri's feelings for him.

"No," he said, "I guess I wasn't aware of it, too afraid to hope or even
dream about it."

Terri lifted her head from where it had been nestled in his neck and looked
at him, feeling his penis begin to soften and slip from within her.

"What do you mean, you were afraid to hope or dream about it?" she asked
with confusion.

"We'll talk inside," John replied. "I'm not ready for you to go home yet."
As he released her and she allowed her legs to fall away from his waist,
John's penis finally slipped completely from her vagina and floated
somewhat limply in the pool. Terri looked down at it and then grasped its
softness in her hand.

"It's just as beautiful soft as it was hard," she said lovingly.

In her bedroom, Jessie was lying on her back in her bed. She had continued
to watch as John stepped into the pool and began to swim, but as her mother
dove over his head, Jessie had finally crept back to bed where she began to
fantasize about what her mom and John might ultimately do with each
other. While she was anxious for the four of them to become a nudist
family, she really had no interest in seeing John with an erection. She
still remembered Jack's penis hard and throbbing and enjoyed the memory of
it. She also remembered watching her mother masturbate with the vibrator
and wished again that John would soon take its place in her bed. As she
thought of these things, she shut her eyes and began to play with herself,
thinking about her experiences with Jack and Jackie. As she brought herself
to a minor climax, her fingers rubbing swiftly across her clit, she
wondered when the three of them might be able to get together again for a
repeat performance. She came as she thought of the feel of Jack's penis in
her mouth and the vision of it spurting cum into the air in the Jacuzzi.

Terri and John dried each other by the side of the pool, and by the time
they were done Terri's nipples were stiff and John had another hardon. They
giggled with each other as they became more comfortable with their newfound
joy and joked about what the girls would think if they could see them like
this. When they were dry, Terri led John into his house and directly to his
bedroom. They lay down in each other's arms and began to slowly fondle one
another. As he stroked Terri's breasts, John explained the comment he had
made after their love making in the pool.

"After Charlie died and you started spending more time over here, I found
myself growing extremely fond of you. I had always admired your body, but
as time went on and we began doing more things together, with the kids and
just as adults, I began to understand how a guy could become a bigamist. I
began to realize I was in love with two women at the same time. It was all
I could do to keep my hands off of you, and it took all my will power not
to look at you all the time we were together. I wouldn't have hurt Joan for
the world, and I could never have explained my feelings to her. She never
meant any less to me even as you began to mean more."

Stroking his hardon softly, Terri said, "I thought you might be feeling
that way. I don't know if I can explain it, but there was just something
there that I knew I had to be careful of. I remember the night you came
home from work and Joan and I were in the kitchen getting dinner ready. You
gave Joan a hug and kiss, and then you came up behind me, put your arms
around me and kissed my neck. I know you meant it in a brotherly way, but I
was glad that I was cutting onions because nobody would know the real
reason for my tears. That gesture meant the world to me at the time, and I
just wanted to turn around and grab you and hold you."

John heard Terri sniff and saw a tear trickle down her cheek. As she let go
of his penis and wrapped both arms around his neck she cried, "I loved you
so much right then, and have ever since. I felt so guilty about it because
of my friendship with Joan, even though you and I never did or said
anything."

John held onto her tightly, a lump in his throat. As she calmed down, Terri
started to smile and said, "You know, I tried several times to let you see
me without the top to my bikini, but you never seemed to be aware of my
efforts."

John chuckled as his hands moved once again to her breasts.

"I was always very much aware of your efforts, but you always fell off the
raft right in front of Joan. I couldn't look over at you without her seeing
me, and I didn't want to give her any wrong ideas. But oh how I wished I
were her on several occasions. I even noticed once that you had cut
yourself trying to shave your pubic hairs from around your bathing suit,
that's how close I looked at you at times."

Terri blushed when he said that, partly from what he said and partly from
the feelings of arousal he was causing as he stroked her boobs. Soon she
felt his hand moving down her stomach towards her crotch. She moaned softly
and rubbed her fingers through the hair on his chest as his fingers slipped
into her crotch and across her clit.

"That feels luscious," she said. "We didn't have much time for
preliminaries out in the pool, did we."

John answered with a voice made husky by his own rising passions, "No we
didn't. I guess I should warn you that I have never had much staying
power. We always had to make sure Joan had an orgasm before I entered her,
because once inside I don't have very much control. It's not a problem with
premature ejaculation, but just quick."

Terri looked up at him and said, "God I'm glad to hear you say that. I was
always through long before Charlie was. I never understood how he could
thrust so long and not cum."

Suddenly Terri realized that John was making a move to change his position.
He was starting to move down her body, licking his way across her breasts,
lingering only briefly and then continuing down her stomach. His tongue
tickled her belly button as she rolled over onto her back and looked down
at him.

"What are you doing?" she asked, surprise and wonder clear in her voice.
John looked up at her with his face resting on her pelvic bone just above
her clitoris.

"I'm getting ready to make love to you with my mouth," he said
matter-of-factly. Seeing the surprised look on her face, he stopped his
downward movement, propped his head on one hand and began toying with her
pubic hair with the other.

"Didn't you and Charlie ever have oral sex?" he asked.

"No," Terri answered. "You remember Charlie's brother was gay? Well, the
only time I ever brought up the subject, Charlie said 'that's how homos
have sex!' and refused to let me try. I guess it's just as well,
though. Charlie's penis was huge, and I mean huge when he was hard. It was
big enough soft, but when it got hard, it was so fat I couldn't get my
fingers all the way around it and it must have been eight inches long. Even
regular sex frequently hurt unless he was very careful, which wasn't often
because he'd get frustrated when I'd finish so soon and then take his
frustrations out on me. Oral sex probably wouldn't have been much fun
either."

John looked at her and then at his hardon which seemed much smaller than
the one she had just described.

"I guess I don't measure up then do I?"

Terri was quick to reassure him. Reaching down and stroking his erection
gently, lovingly, she said, "Oh John. Your penis is so much nicer than
Charlie's. I can get my whole hand around yours, and it didn't hurt when
you put it in me like Charlie's so frequently did. And I meant it when I
said it was beautiful. I'm going to enjoy being naked with you."

"Didn't Charlie ever offer to go down on you?" John asked.

"No, he said he thought it was disgusting. That only lesbians did that, and
he wasn't going to put his mouth where my pee came from," Terri answered.

"Then you've never had a mouth on you down here," John concluded.

"Not since college. My roommate and I came home drunk from a party one
night where we'd been petting with some boys. As we were getting undressed,
she commented on how horny she was and how turned on she was and before we
knew it we were naked on the bed playing with each other. Then one thing
led to another and we ended up in the 69 position licking each other.  All
I remember from that night is that it must have felt good, because we both
had an orgasm."  She could feel John's penis throb in her hand as she
related this story.  Combined with what his fingers were doing in her
crotch, she was once again on the verge of a climax.

"Did you and Joan have oral sex often?" she asked, breathing deeply.

"Only every time we had regular sex. Remember I said we always had to be
sure she had an orgasm before I entered her? Well it was almost always
oral. Sometimes I'd bring her to a climax with my fingers and once in a
blue moon she'd do it to herself, but she never really felt comfortable
masturbating with me watching her. In fact, I'm not sure she did it much
even when she was alone."

Terri found that the conversation was really turning her on. Her breathing
was becoming more rapid and she was having to work hard at stemming the
rising tide of passion which was building steadily to a climax.

"Did she do it to you, too? I mean did she suck your penis?" she asked him,
feeling his penis pulse in her hand as she said the words. John was
starting to breath heavily, too.  He found that their conversation was
extremely exciting, and Terri's hand was so soft and gentle on his cock.

"Yeah, she did it quite often."  There was a brief pause before Terri spoke
again.

"Did she do it because she enjoyed it or because she knew you enjoyed it?"
she asked hesitantly.

John was enjoying this part of the conversation because he thought he could
see what Terri's questions were leading up to.

"I would never have asked her to do it if she hadn't enjoyed it. The fact
is, Joan loved going down on me. There were even times when she reached a
climax while doing it."

Terri squeezed his dick involuntarily as she said the words she sensed John
was avoiding,

"You mean she had an orgasm just sucking your penis?" Again, she felt him
throb in her hand when she said that word.

"Yes," said John, "but she didn't swallow my cum very often. She said it
had a bitter taste."

John moved his body down between Terri's legs, forcing her to relinquish
her grip on him. Once he was lying between her legs with his face in her
lap, he slid his arms under her legs and raised her knees so that her feet
were flat on the bed. Then he used his hands to encourage her to move her
knees outward, making a wide V for his head. At first he just teased her by
rubbing his face all over her crotch but without using his tongue. Her hair
was soft and downy and she smelled delicious. As he was rubbing the mound
of her sex with his cheek, he told her how soft her hair was and how
wonderful she smelled. Terri was at the apex of an orgasm before John ever
touched her with his tongue. The minute he licked the lips of her vagina,
she climaxed. He was thrilled to see that unlike Joan, Terri's clit didn't
get super sensitive when she climaxed. He was able to continue licking her
all the way through it.

He used his finger tips to part her hair and her lips and then sucked her
clit into his mouth, sliding his tongue up over it and down the sides in an
oval motion. Occasionally he would flick his tongue back and forth across
her clitoris and then move it down along her lips and thrust it as deeply
as possible into her vagina. He thrilled at her reactions to everything he
did. Terri was obviously enjoying this experience that she hadn't had since
college. Every time he thrust his tongue into her inner recesses, she would
lift her hips from the bed in an effort to deepen his penetration. She
began moaning loudly with no effort to control it, and this turned him
on. John wasn't sure he had counted them all, but by the time she asked him
to stop, he thought she had had five orgasms.

She was breathing heavily and at one point seemed to have lost
consciousness for a moment. As he moved back up beside her, he started to
wipe her juices from his mouth and face, but Terri stopped him with her
hand and said,

"Don't. I want to taste myself." And with that, she proceeded to lick his
face and mouth like a puppy. Then she collapsed in his arms, her head on
his chest.

They dozed there for a few minutes before Terri raised up and looked at the
clock. "It's a good thing we don't have to go to work tomorrow," she
said. "It's two o'clock in the morning."

As she laid her head back on his chest, she took his limp penis into her
hand. As she watched it get hard, she said, "I really do think it's
beautiful, John. I loved Charlie very much, but I'm going to love having
sex with you even more. Can I make love to your penis, John?"

Looking at the back of her head and at her hand stroking his hardon, John
said gently, "you never need to ask, Terri. You know I'll never say no."

He could tell she had never done this before by the tentative way she moved
her head along his chest and down his stomach, looking at his erection all
the time. She was playing with his balls and his penis both. Finally, he
felt her lick her tongue tentatively, hesitantly across the head of his
penis as though she was afraid of hurting him or afraid of what might
happen. As she became more comfortable with what she was doing, her
confidence grew, and soon she was licking her tongue up and down the length
of him. John had closed his eyes and was just enjoying her tonguing when he
suddenly felt her mouth close around his dick and knew that she had begun
the final step.

At first, she just lay there with his hardon in her mouth, not moving, just
experiencing his erection throbbing against her tongue and lips. Then she
began to move her head up and down in his lap, sliding his penis in and
out, the rhythm and action coming quite naturally.  John was enjoying it so
much that he was caught by surprise when his climax came upon him with a
rush. He grabbed Terri's hair to help pull her away as he grunted, through
clenched teeth,

"Watch out Terri, I'm starting to cum!" But Terri wasn't to be moved. With
one hand, she gently removed his hand from her head even as she continued
to move her mouth up and down over the shaft of his organ, stroking the
available part of his penis with her other hand. She kept her mouth wrapped
tightly around his cock as he came in waves and she even managed to swallow
all of it.

Even as he was shooting spurts of semen into her mouth, John heard her
grunts and sensed a bucking action in Terri's hips that told him she, too,
was experiencing another orgasm.  When it was all over and Terri had
crawled back up beside him, he asked her, "If that's the first time you've
done that, why did you let me cum in your mouth?"

Terri kissed him lightly on the cheek and said, "I saw Charlie cum lots of
times. He wanted sex almost every night of our marriage. If we didn't make
love, he expected me to masturbate him.  And I figure I can always see you
cum later, at least I sure hope so, and I wanted to see what you taste
like. It isn't ice cream, but I like it just the same."

After they had rested for several minutes, Terri said sleepily, "John, you
said you didn't think Joan masturbated much, even alone. Would it have
bothered you if she had?"

John was quick to respond, "No, I don't think it would have bothered me. To
the contrary, I was always a little confused that a woman who seemed to
want sex as often as she did was so reluctant to pleasure herself whenever
she got the chance. I always thought it would have been fun to masturbate
together, or even set up a situation where one of us could watch the other
without being seen ourselves - a sort of voyeurism. But I've never been
very pushy about things like that."

Terri was silent for awhile and then she said softly, "I masturbate a lot,
especially since Charlie died. The last couple of months I've done it
almost every night, usually thinking about you and imagining what your
penis would look like. You know? It looks just like I imagined it. It fits
my vagina and my mouth, too, and it feels wonderful in my hand as well. Do
you play with yourself much, John?"

Things were moving more quickly than he had ever imagined possible in all
his fantasies about Terri. They were talking about things he and Joan had
rarely discussed and were finding out that they had a lot of things in
common.

"Yeah, I guess you could say I beat off a lot. I know I have a lot more
since Joan died than I did before, but she knew I liked to masturbate now
and then."

After another long pause, Terri said sleepily, "Maybe we could do it
together sometime." And with that she dropped off to sleep.

It was 6:00 the next morning when something woke Terri. She was surprised
but pleased to find herself cuddled up against John, his limp penis
clutched in her hand.  Looking down at it and remembering what his hardon
had felt like in her mouth the night before, she gently moved her head into
his lap and sucked his penis into her mouth. Its limpness was a completely
different sensation than the rigidness she had tasted earlier. She marveled
at how it immediately began to grow and harden in her mouth, even though
she was sure he was not yet awake.  As soon as it was hard, however, she
released it and slipped from the bed. She quickly donned her bikini, wrote
a note on his message pad in the kitchen and slipped from the house,
hurrying over to her own home hoping no one was up and looking out their
windows this early on a Saturday morning.

She went straight to her darkened room, stripped and crawled under the
covers. As her head came to rest on the pillow, she realized someone was
already in her bed. Opening her eyes, she looked into the face of her older
daughter who was feigning sleep but had a smile on her face that told Terri
more than she wanted to know. Well, I guess Jessie got her wish. I now have
a man in my life, and she's the first to know.