Jewel in the Buff

The closer they got to Rick’s place the more nervous tension caused pressure to build up in Jewel’s chest. Was she really going to go through with it? Did she really plan to give her virginity to this hard rocking, or should that be rock hard?, she thought, stifling a giggle, man next to her? What would his penis look like…Thick? Big? Certainly larger than Randy’s…, Randy was only eleven after all. Besides, the last time she had seen her young cousin’s penis he had been about seven. Thought of the little cousin she may not see again brought a mist to her eyes. She had always been fond of the boy whom she had babysat practically since he was an infant. Randy’s trusting smile and the love that shone from his little face when she would read him to sleep… Stop it! she admonished herself, taking a cleansing breath of the night air. Concentrate on Rick and tonight. Randy’s fine with Aunt Peggy and Uncle Dave. It’s me I need to worry about. The delicious smell of someone nearby frying chicken caused her stomach to rumble.

The tickling sensation caused by errant fingertips stroking the edge of her stomach brought Jewel back to the present and her current plans. Speaking of which, she wondered, would it hurt much when he put it in her? Her friend Leslie had told her that when she let her boyfriend Mike…, do it…, it had only hurt for a few seconds and then felt pretty good. Of course she also said that sex with Mike had only lasted maybe a minute before he had groaned and rolled off of her. Leslie said that his penis had looked funny hanging there, suddenly so much smaller and with slime coming out of its tip. Leslie had admitted quietly that she had felt kind of dirty afterwards because when Mike had finished he had just looked sheepish, pulled on his pants and took her home without saying anything else to her. It was like she had suddenly grown a huge wart on the tip of her nose. Mike wouldn’t even look at her.

The thought of Leslie made Jewel frown for a moment as a cloud of bad memories obscured her bright thoughts. Leslie Ambrose had been two years ahead of Jewel and Rachelle at Palm Bay High but left early in her senior year because of a teen pregnancy. Leslie had lost not only the baby due to a “fall” down a set of stairs, but her family as well. Her father was a strict fundamentalist who refused to forgive his daughters horrible sin of fornication outside of wedlock - further proof that women and sex were the direct seed of Satan. Leslie’s boyfriend at the time had refused to take any responsibility and Leslie had been forced to fend for herself at the age of seventeen. It was Leslie, more than anyone else, who had convinced Jewel to wait until she was certain the man to whom she would give her virginity was the right one.

Then, of course, there was the earlier incident where she had inadvertently seen Rachelle having sex with Ed Knickerson. That had been quite an eye opening experience. Well, screw Mike and Ed both, she thought vehemently. Mike was just a boy who got lucky in the back seat of a Chevy and Ed is just an ass. Rick is a man. A real man who put himself on the line to save me from Antwan. Tilting her head, Jewel looked up at the handsome young man walking next to her, the hand that had slid from her waist now holding her hand with an unselfconscious possessiveness. He’s so handsome. My knight in shining leather… Tugging back against Rick’s urgent gait, Jewel stopped the two of them on the sidewalk just where they were obscured in a well of shadows cast by an apartment building. The shadows were under assault by the wavering pool of light cast from the nearby streetlamp.

When Jewel suddenly tugged on his hand and stopped, Rick looked down to see what the problem was. Just as his head lowered slightly, Jewel’s fingertips brushed along his stubbled jaw. The sensation of her nails scraping over the cleft in his chin and the tender skin of his neck caused him to hiss in startlement. Caught by surprise by the intensity of his pounding blood, Rick stared in rapt amazement at the flickering shards of crystallized beauty swirling in Jewel’s luminous eyes. When this ravishing creature, so unlike any girl he’d ever known before, raised herself to tiptoes, placed one small hand behind his neck, tilted her head back and closed her eyes there was no force on earth that could have stopped him from meeting those delicious red lips with his own. As his jealous penis pulsed in impotent rage against the leather clad material of his pants Rick lost himself in absolute bliss. Bemused, he wondered, Where did this perfect creature come from? Was it even possible that she had promised to sleep with me tonight? Hell, not even promised, actually declared her intention. Should I sleep with her…? An eighteen-year-old virgin…, if she is a virgin. I mean, I can’t imagine a girl like this with personal issues surrounding an abusive stepfather being a virgin…, especially if the stepfather… Rick shook his head to dislodge the uncomfortable mental image of this vibrant yet curiously innocent young woman being molested…, raped even?..., by someone she should have been able to count on.

Rick’s inner demons argued back and forth as he took a deep breath of the cool night air. Could I take this gorgeous creature’s virginity? And if I do, would the world ever be the same? There’s no way you can have sex with this girl and just drop her back off or kick her out the door like those sluts at the club. Like that groupie bimbo who blew you in the back corner of the bar earlier. If you do this…., well, we’ll see. Further rational thought was drowned in the raging current that blasted his every possible objection out of the water as Jewel’s tongue pressed against his lips and slipped inside his mouth where it engaged in a frantic mating dance with his own.

A new surge of liquid heat threatened to ruin her panties when Jewel broke free of the kiss. A cold wind raised goose bumps on her arms. Despite the cool night air blowing in from the Indian River, a hot flush suffused her face, disseminating through her body all the way over her fluttering stomach, down her arms and legs, bringing a final clenching tingle to the tips of her toes. Even though the cold wind had cleared most of the residual alcohol and cocaine buzz from her head, her skin felt overheated. There was no way the chilly February weather could account for how hot her skin felt, not to mention the perspiration she could feel winkling its teasing way from under her breasts over her abdomen. The stretched tightness of overtly tense alabaster skin raised her breasts, causing them to press against the fabric of the bustier. A slight moan escaped the prison of her lips at the not unpleasant feeling of engorged nipples brushing against fabric. Barely contained, Jewel’s desire to allow the gorgeous male animal next to her to wantonly ravish her most intimate crevices fought tooth and nail with her fear of her rapidly awakening sexuality. Brutally clashing forces sent another surging wave of heat rippling from her abdomen to flash through her body. Jewel felt her legs tense up for a second as the unfamiliar feelings caused her nether regions to tingle.

As she took the next couple of steps along the sidewalk she stretched out what felt like an oncoming charley-horse in the tendons of her calves. Oh my God, she thought. Am I really going to do this? Trying not to be obvious, the nervous girl wiped a sweaty palm on the fabric of her companion’s pants. Rick, taking Jewel’s touch as a caress, lifted his hand momentarily from where it had once again come to rest around her waist and brushed his fingernails down her arm. An electric tingle followed the course of his slightly jagged nails, causing the hair on Jewel’s arm to stand on end as if subject to a sudden static charge like she had sometimes experienced in a lightning storm. The whisperingly ticklish sensation raised goose-bumps on her forearms. Jewel’s eardrums were overloaded due to the roaring of her pounding blood. Looking up at the gorgeous rock singer who had his well-muscled arm nestled around her waist, fingertips resting possessively along the edge of her stomach right above the curve of her hip, she swallowed the lump in her throat and leaned against his hard chest.

Backfire from a loud muffler echoed down the street as a car squealed around the corner a block away from where the couple stood. The gunshot-like bang was accompanied by an angry Hispanic sounding male voice yelling “Screw you puta!” The answering screech of the pissed off old lady who had just barely missed being hit when she stepped off the curb pealed past to echo from the vertical edifice of the nearby apartment building. Tearing her eyes from the old woman’s impotently shaking fist, Jewel turned her attention back to her new man. Yes, I guess I am, she thought as she caught the little wink he gave her as they resumed walking.

As the couple stepped onto the walkway leading to the front door, Rick tore his gaze from Jewel’s upturned face. What the hell?, he thought. The warped door that usually didn’t shut all the way, was latched tightly. For the love of God! Now? Rick cursed to himself. Thinking back, he definitely remembered slamming the front door solidly behind them when they left the house for the club. “Shit!! When did that happen?”

Jewel, glad for the distraction, tore her thoughts away from the rapid staccato beat of her pulse which was still reacting to the plan she had set in motion. “What’s the problem?” Jewel asked, perplexed.

“The door. It doesn’t close all the way.”

Tilting her head to one side, Jewel looked at it. “It looks closed to me…,” she said, the lilt of unasked question hanging in the air.

Grazing his lips across an eyebrow arched with worried curiosity, Rick squeezed her tighter for a second before explaining. “That piece of crap is warped pretty badly ever since some drunken bimbo that Eddie brought home took out her frustrations on it.”

“Frustrations?” Jewel asked with a smile.

Chuckling, Rick squeezed a lusciously curved waist. “Well, let’s just say you shouldn’t bring home a volatile drunken girl who’s subject to jealous rages when you forgot about the one you left in the bedroom from earlier. Especially if girl number two has a green belt in karate.”

Jewel stifled a pealing guffaw with the back of one hand. “Really? She was still there in the bedroom?”

“Yep. And stark naked, too.” Grinning, Rick winked. “Damn nice knockers on that girl. I was tempted to go for sloppy seconds myself.”

Jewel stuck out her tongue and blew a raspberry.

Laughing, Rick tweaked the tip of Jewel’s tongue, fingers sliding over the warm dampness of its bumpy texture. “Not as nice as yours, I’m sure.”

“Damn right!” Jewel replied, raising her hands to cradle a ripe breast in each palm.

“Still, as for poor Eddie: Needless to say, neither one of them was very happy with him. To be fair though, Eddie had told her to leave when he headed out. How was he to know she’d hang around and try to accost him au’ natural when he came home? Damn could that girl kick too! I guess Eddie should be grateful she took her frustrations out on the door instead of him…, or the other girl for that matter. Gotta admit though, it was funny as hell,” Rick said with a hearty laugh. “In any case; between that and the fact that this shithole is in bad shape anyway, pretty much everything in this place is at least slightly warped,” he said with a grin.

“Including the residents,” Jewel said with a smile. “Or is that occupants?”

Now it was Rick’s turn to blow a raspberry. “Well we do get mail for someone named Occupant all the time. Eddie lights his bong with it. Mark only bothers with it when we’re short on toilet paper so I sure as hell can’t argue with the warped part,” he said. “But, as for this damn door: it’s been a little off kilter ever since and doesn’t really shut right. And, well, as you can see,” he said, gesturing with an open hand toward the manifestly shut door, “it’s shut all the way which means it’s gonna be a bitch to open. So, here’s our choices: One - we could jimmy the sliding glass doors and slip in thru the kitchen; two - we could go around back and climb through the bedroom window; or three, my personal favorite, I could kick the front door in. What do you think?”

“Well, I don’t know about the back yard - I haven’t seen it yet - but the bedroom window as I remember is fairly high up. As for the sliding glass doors, umm, one of the reasons I haven’t seen the back yard is because I can’t see it through those doors because of all that disgusting garbage you guys have piled up outside those things. But..., I did see that there are a lot of bugs and…,” shivering she grimaced, “stuff. No, that idea creeps me out.” Quirking her lips in a wicked grin, Jewel said “I guess that leaves option three. Go for it. Let’s see you kick the door in big guy!”

“Okay, stand here,” Rick instructed as he gently maneuvered her away from the door. “And close your eyes in case the door splinters.” Raising a boot clad foot, Rick blasted the wood by the doorknob. He was rewarded by a chuckle from Jewel as the door vibrated slightly, but gave no other sign of yielding. Scowling Rick slammed the door twice more: Whump! Wham!

“Where’s Jason Statham when you need him? At this rate we’ll never get to it,” Jewel muttered to herself. Whump, bang!

“I heard that. Jason Statham my ass! Like Chuck Norris, this good guy wears black too.” Cocking his head he looked at the swaying door, now open and hanging forlornly in its frame. “That was cool. Come on Jewel, we’re in!” Rick announced. Grabbing Jewel by one hand he twirled her around in a mock pirouette, leaving her facing the yawning chasm of open doorframe. Unable to resist such a tempting target, Rick swatted the shapely swell of her buttocks with both hands, propelling her through the doorway.

Recovering her footing, Jewel gave a little laugh. Now or never. “Rick, why don’t you go take a quick shower while I get comfy?”

“Okay, that sounds like a plan.” Rick slammed the door which promptly swung back open. “Goddamn it!” he said with mock severity. Holding the loosened striker plate in place with two fingers, he gently closed the now cooperative door which gave a little squeal as it scraped over the riser. “That’s so we’ll know when we’re no longer alone. Sort of like an alarm,” he explained. “Crisis averted, now on to business.” Rick turned and enveloped Jewel’s curvaceous enticing body into his arms. Rapid fluttering like a hummingbird on speed tatted against his chest alerting Rick to Jewel’s racing pulse. Not sure if her nervousness was caused the scene with the door and the strangely sexy story behind it or just nerves, Rick kissed her gently on the forehead. The thought that she may be having second thoughts flitted by. Well, if so… I’ll live, he thought. Of course that means blue balls and hand lotion. He forced himself to release his delicious handful and step away from this fascinating girl. Searching for signs of her real thoughts, Rick stared into Jewel’s upturned face. “Off to the showers with the conquering hero,” he said with a grin.

Rick walked into the bathroom, flicking on the light. Expelling a frustrated breath, he turned and leaned back against the coolness of the door. Fuck! That girl is hot! Noting the returned throb of pressure in his jeans he thought And so am I … Guess that blowjob from that bimbo at the club wasn’t enough. Where the hell is this thing going to go? I haven’t been this worked up over a girl since the first time I got laid. Fuck it, in for a penny- in for a pound. Pushing off from his leaning post, he started the water running in the shower-stall, turning the knobs well over to the hot side. Straightening up, he turned the always-present boom box on for some tunes and hurriedly stripped. The strident voice of Steven Tyler ripped from the speakers. Ever since he became a judge on American Idol, it seems as if Steven Tyler is everywhere, he thought as he peeled leather from his waistline. As he carefully lowered his pants, Rick laughed at the obvious evidence that the earlier blowjob had not managed to quench his ardor. Testing the water temperature, he stepped into the jetting spray and let the heat soak into him, relieving some of the pent up tension. Goddamn I wish Jewel was in here with me... With the water cascading over his head and Aerosmith pounding in his ears, he didn’t hear the door open and close with a tiny click.

As Rick closed the bathroom door, Jewel headed for the bedroom where she had left the outfit she planned to change into. Hurriedly stripping she shrugged into the nightgown she had got from Pam earlier, smiling as the overly large sheer blue fabric enveloped her smaller form. A torrential storm of worried thoughts sped across her mind as she imagined the upcoming scene. I’ve never done this before. He’s used to really hot girls throwing himself all over him. Girls that know what they’re doing and aren’t nervous little virgins that he’s going to be scared about hurting… Jesus Christ! He’s a rock musician…, sure as hell he’s not a scared little boy on prom night… How will I compare? Am I going to be able to make him happy? Fuck this! This guy is going to be mine and I’m going to go in there and show him why! Caressing the smooth silkiness of the negligee she thought, Pam may be taller than me but at least she has good taste. Taking a couple of rapid breaths through flaring nostrils, Jewel steeled her nerves. Grabbing the other items she had set aside earlier she looked around. Catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror she thought Guess I’m as ready as I’m ever going to be.

Stepping into the hallway, Jewel listened to the sound of the shower running for a moment as she tried to imagine the sight of that water flowing over Rick’s muscularly handsome naked form. Afraid her rapid breathing was going to cause her to hyperventilate, Jewel took a couple of slow deep breaths to fill her lungs with life sustaining oxygen, turned the knob, and stepped inside. Quietly shutting and locking the door behind her, Jewel smiled at the realization that Rick hadn’t seen her come in.

Through the transparent plastic curtain that divided them she could see the rocker’s nude body where he faced the front wall of the shower. His head was lowered under the steaming hot water which pounded at the base of his neck. Her gaze was drawn by the streaming split rivulets of water running down the length of Rick’s taut body. Unable to resist resting her gaze momentarily on the swelling of his tight butt, Jewel lightly nipped her bottom lip. And I thought that ass looked good in jeans! Well-developed muscles in his back bunched and rippled as Rick, eyes still closed as he swayed to the sound of Steven Tyler belting out “Walk This Way!,” raised his arms to run fingers through his dripping hair. Tearing her gaze from the wondrous sight, Jewel nervously set the condoms she had clenched in a tight fist on the back of the toilet. Unclenching her hand, she wiped her palm on a towel hanging on the rod by the shower. Exhaling slowly in an effort to expel her tension, Jewel gathered the tattered edges of her courage. Flicking the lighter that she had confiscated from Rick’s dresser, she quickly lit the candles she had brought in when she cleaned the bathroom earlier. Noting that the foil wrapped condoms were in easy reach of the front of the shower stall, she stepped back. Before she turned out the light, she turned once more to look at the gorgeous male body posed under the cascading water. Rose and black cherry scents wafting from the candles began filling the corners of the room, mixing with the steam from the shower to turn the bathroom into a scented sauna. As curling steam obscured her view, Jewel flipped the light-switch off.

As the hot water pounded against his neck and shoulders, Rick swallowed. His mind was filled with a fantasy picture of Jewel, water splitting around large pert dark nipples, white-water rapids coursing over a smooth tight stomach only to curve into the vee of hair nestled between those gorgeous thighs… Rick jerked his head up as the sudden absence of light startled him from his fantasy. What the hell? he thought, as he turned toward the bathroom door. Flickering candlelight caught his gaze, drawing it to where the very real, slightly blurred image of his Jewel stood in the center of the bathroom, eyes demurely downcast. Some of the built up sexual tension that the pounding of the hot water had painstakingly erased shot back through his system with a renewed fervor causing his engorged penis to bump at his stomach like a dog begging to be petted. Not certain how to read the situation, Rick reached out and tentatively pulled back the front edge of the mostly see-through shower curtain. Well aware of the obviousness of the path of his current thoughts, Rick grinned sheepishly at his own dilemma. “I’ve been meaning to add a patterned curtain outside this one…”

Unable to help herself, Jewel drank in the sight of caramel colored hair trailing downward from a round sexy navel surrounded by a trail of short dark hair. “Mmmm,” her subconscious spoke. “That’s okay. I like the see through…” Jewel trailed off as her gaze lowered. The unencumbered sight of a full-grown man’s penis jutting forcefully out from between well-muscled hairy thighs flashed into the forefront of her brain, causing the nervously innocent girl to slam her eyelids shut.

Rick lowered his arms and released a stuttering breath as he realized she had set the scene. Flicking his eyes from the wavering candlelight glimmering out from the silvery mirror, he turned to where the soft glow outlined the beautiful object of his recent fantasy. Feasting his eyes on his Jewel’s lusciously curvaceous body, Rick’s breath caught. She had stripped from her own clothes and put on an overly large but sheer blue nightgown. While large on her, the transparent silk did next to nothing to hide the voluptuousness of the young woman’s body. Probably one of Pam’s nighties, he fleetingly thought as his struggling mind fixated on the breathtaking sight.

Jewel smiled as she heard the hiss of Rick’s sudden intake of breath. Catching and holding his gaze with her own, she wondered at the intensity she saw in his eyes. Something primal and almost frightening swirled in their dark depths as he drank in the sight of her. He appeared to be so caught up in staring at her that the San Andreas Fault finally giving way would hardly have been noticed. Sliding the straps of the oversized nearly transparent nightgown off her shoulders, Jewel left it to puddle around her feet. Without a scrap of clothing on, Jewel stood fully exposed to a man for the first time since she was a little girl getting potty trained. Nerves at the impending step she both dreaded and wanted with all her heart still had her heart pounding as she clenched and unclenched her fists. There’s no going back once you do this girl! Are you sure…? Hell yes! she thought at the lurching of her heart as she felt herself drawn by the intensity in Rick’s hungry eyes. Please let him want me as much as I do him.

Under Rick’s hungry gaze, heat flooded through Jewel’s entire system. She squirmed at the tingle between her thighs as moisture seeped from her. Little spasms of pleasure darted teasingly out from her center. Not entirely unfamiliar with the moist stirrings of feminine desire, Jewels previous experience had been limited to the pleasantly guilty sensation of stroking her jutting clitoris with a saliva moistened forefinger and teasing her own nipples to hardened points. Is this what it feels like to be really horny? Horny for a man, that is. I’ve heard girls talk about being so turned on they creamed their pants... but... Her nipples changed from a soft pink, to more of a dusty rose color, and hardened into tight little peaks of sensitivity. Raising one hand she brushed a taut nipple causing a rushing fury of desire to surge through her. A fresh wave of liquid heat gushed from between her legs, almost causing her knees to buckle. Suddenly the temperature in the already steamy bathroom raised another several degrees.

As he watched Jewel brush a fingertip across a ridged nipple, Rick swallowed. His own desire soared to a new and giddy height, causing more tightness in his already aching groin. The rigidity of his pulsating penis pulled at his every synapse as desire for the luscious beauty standing in his bathroom overwhelmed him.

Watching him watch her, Jewel slowly ran her hands up the curves of her rounded hips, across her tummy, flirting with a teasing circle around her pert little innie belly button, then sliding up to cup her full breasts. The sensation of her hands holding their rounded weight both eased and increased the tension in her shoulders and neck.

Rick, head still incongruously thrust outside the shower while the rest of his body was still underneath the flowing water, licked suddenly dry lips. Mesmerized by the vision of his recent fantasy now apparently coming true, his gaze traced the path of Jewel’s hands as she caressed herself until she gently squeezed the soft flesh of her rounded perfect breasts. The curls at the apex of her womanhood were wet with desire and he could smell the odor or aroused woman in the damp air of the room. Noticing the seeping moisture, evidence of her sexual desire, his shaft thickened even more.

Jewel stepped out of the blue, satiny pool cradling her small feet and toward Rick, shifting her weight from one foot to the other as she approached the shower, trying to make it look leisurely and nonchalant despite her racing pulse. Stepping up to where Rick’s handsome face was framed in the opening Jewel smiled. “Gonna let me in?” she asked, the lump in her throat giving the question a thick huskiness. As the youthful Aphrodite approached, Rick pulled his head back into the shower and held open the edge of the plastic curtain.

A whirling storm of desire and worry battled in the depths of her torn soul as Jewel stepped into the shower. Hot water streamed over her body, runnels and streams of liquid tracing her physique in all the places she wanted Rick to follow. She placed her hands on Rick’s chest. Yes, she thought as she felt the hardness of his physique. Oh yes! Slowly, Jewel rose up on tiptoes, and gently kissed him. Rick cupped her face with his hands and, encouraged by the parting of her full lips, deepened the kiss. The rigid hardness of his manhood brushed against the silken smoothness of Jewel’s wetness, causing him to emit a groan.

An unfamiliar hardness pulsated against her lower body, causing Jewel to push back for a shocked moment before realization struck her. Ceasing her startled retreat and stepping back forward, she accepted the feel of Rick’s rigid shaft pulsing against her skin. Jewel knew the moment when they would give in to their passion was inevitably approaching. Still looking up at Rick’s rapturous face, Jewel pulled slightly back. Using his shivering spasms as a guide, she trailed kisses along Rick’s jaw and down his throat and collarbone. The unfamiliar but nice taste of salty maleness was almost covered in the soapy residue of Coast deodorant soap. Breathing through her nostrils she inhaled the sweet scent of soap and maleness. The smell caused her pussy to twinge as her leg muscles tightened in unconscious spasms. As Rick gasped in another quick breath, she licked her way back up, periodically nipping at the sensitive flesh, teeth just brushing against his superheated skin, her hands roaming the expanse of his shoulders, chest, and abdomen. Wow, she thought. He’s hard all over.

Rick knew he had to let her be in control of the scene, but as her nipples grazed against his chest and she tongued his earlobe, his breathing quickened and his body stiffened upright. If this kept on for much longer Rick was afraid that he would embarrass himself. Marveling at the obvious power of the sensations Rick was experiencing, Jewel continued her exploration of his body. Trailing kisses, she lowered herself to stand flat-footed and flicked her tongue across his beaded nipple. She was rewarded by the sharp intake of air gasping into his flared nostrils. Enjoying the contours and hard plains of his body, she let her fingers trace the inner crease of his hips. The backs of her fingers brushed feather light against the nest of curls at the juncture of his thighs.

With a sharp intake of breath, Rick grabbed her hands, putting an end to her movements. Gently he moved her arms to her sides, lightly cupping her hands with his own. His hands, larger than hers, fully covered hers, the sensitive tips of his fingers doing a light tap-dance on the top of her tingling thighs. She looked up and found herself mesmerized, staring directly into hypnotic eyes. Studying those storm filled windows for a moment, she searched their depths in an attempt to read the emotions she saw there. The barely in check slavering hunger she saw lurking there was frightening. Does he really want me that badly? This is how women have controlled men forever. How Cleopatra controlled Julius Caesar. Sex? So what happens when the male animal refuses to be put off? Jewel’s circuitous thoughts trailed off as she felt Rick’s lips nuzzle at the juncture of her neck and right shoulder. Well, give me the two-edged sword… to the hilt!

In a husky voice Rick said, “My turn. Say the word and I’ll stop.” He continued to gaze into her eyes until she nodded her understanding. He leaned in and kissed her: Not the gentle, sweet kisses he had given before, but a hot, hungry, all consuming, passionate kiss that threatened the foundations of her very sanity with its intensity. After about twenty seconds, reluctantly, Rick pulled away. The hormone seized rocker continued to trail kisses down the curving soft skin of her throat, nibbling at the spot where his tongue could just feel the fluttering of her frantic pulse. The spray from the shower beaded and ran down the curves of her fully rounded up-thrust breasts, giving Rick ideas. Picking a drop of water leisurely rolling down her body, he caught it with the tip of his tongue and traced its path back up and around to the underside of her breast, where he lapped the water droplets that dangled so captivatingly from the luscious globe. Jewel gasped at the sensation then sighed with exquisite pleasure. Encouraged by her moans, Rick continued to caress Jewels’ hands and the edges of her thighs with sensitive fingertips as his lips made their way to the other breast, licking it to near dry status. Catching the erect nipple in his mouth, he took a deep draught from it like a starving infant demanding nourishment. Teasing the tip of her nipple with the sharp edge of a tooth, Rick released her nipple with a slight popping sound. Noting Jewel’s closed eyes and the way her head was thrown back on her neck, Rick could tell that she was immersed in rapturous delight. He ran circles around the edge of her dark tan areolas with the tip of his tongue, dashing back in to flick the turgid flesh. Jewel’s soft moans, reassured him of both his skill as a lover and her obvious consent. His hands, now skimming the smooth skin of her hips and back, grew restless and started the trek upward until they grazed the soft mounds. Slowly, from underneath, he cupped them - delighting in their size and weight. Caressing her nipples with his thumbs, Rick sought the sweet innocence of her mouth. What he found was sweet and spicy. There was a hunger in her that he hadn’t expected.

Shuddering from the strength of the unfamiliar feelings coursing throughout her frame as Rick licked and caressed her body, Jewel grasped at the shredded remains of her sanity. Breaking off the intensely passionate kiss, Jewel pulled back and said, “Rick, there’s something…I wanna do. That is if you don’t mind.”

“What is it Jewel?”

Hesitantly, she said “Step back a little. I… I want to see you... better.”

“All right Babe. That’s not a problem.” Rick took a step back and, reaching up, adjusted the showerhead so it sprayed more on him than on her. Jewel took her own tentative step back to get a better look, and have a little room to move. She looked in his eyes, saw the questions lingering there, and smiled. Lowering her gaze she then took in his smoothly muscled chest. She glided her fingers down well defined pecs; then traced the ripples of his abdomen. She was amazed at how firm his skin was while simultaneously being so soft. Heated not only by the shower, but also from an internal furnace of burning want, his skin was so hot she could feel the temperature difference in her hands. Luxuriating in the feel of his hair tickling her palms, she placed her hands on his trim hips for support.

Unable to believe what was happening, Rick placed a hand on the shower wall for support. Various possible scenarios whirled in a torrent across his mind’s eye as Jewel’s soft hands explored his chest and stomach before continuing down. If she is a virgin will she be repulsed by my dick? Should I stop her? When Jewel ran her finger very slowly along the path traced by the caramel colored hair, also known as a happy trail, leading from his navel to the shaft of his manhood, any thoughts of stopping her were blasted from existence.

Bending at the knees, Jewel leaned in and planted a lingering kiss just below the rockers navel, causing Rick to suck in a ragged breath. Jewel looked further down: strong, taut thighs, legs generously sprinkled with light brown and blonde hairs, ending with rugged yet handsome feet. She giggled as she noted the hair on his toes. Weird, she thought, like a hobbit… Maybe I should call him Frodo. Jewel laughed, tension ebbing from her as she began to relax into the situation.

When Jewel’s gently ministering hands ceased and the girl laughed, Rick opened eyes he hadn’t even realized were closed. Drinking in the sight of her beautiful nudity, he smiled. “Find something funny?”

“No. Nothing at all,” Jewel replied, giggling. Returning to her exploration of this new and fascinating territory, she smoothed her hands down his thighs. Taking a deep breath, Jewel made herself focus on the one thing she had yet to truly focus on. There it was in all it’s glory. His penis was, like Rick, magnificent, ready for action. Wow, she thought. It really is huge. And his balls…, so much larger than she had imagined. How can a guy walk straight with this... thing... hanging there between his legs? Swallowing she stumbled over the next obvious thought: That huge thing is going to be … inside of me? It’s too big… Will it hurt? How in the world can my pussy stretch that far…? For the first time she wondered just how elastic and deep her womanhood actually was. Leaning forward she took a deep breath, the musky scent of his manhood filling her nostrils. She looked up with just her eyes, meeting and holding his gaze.

As Jewel took in the sight of his engorged penis, desire fought with worry in Rick’s mind. She’s not one of those groupie sluts from the club scene. This girl is a self-proclaimed, possibly previously abused, virgin who could easily be hurt. Oh God!, he thought, sucking in a gasp of humid air as Jewel’s finger brushed the burningly sensitive tip of his aching dick.

Tentatively, she brushed a finger across it. The shaft pulsed in her hand and kind of jumped. She smiled as Rick closed his eyes and looked heavenward. She recalled her earlier thoughts of how she possessed power over him because of her sex. Oh, she knew he had loads of power over her, not just in his sheer physique and size or allowing her to stay there, but of a more personal level. This rock and roll singer made her feel things; made her want to do things she never had before. Noting his penis throb again she looked at it wonderingly. This was one of those things. She watched as it jumped when she touched it again. She stroked first the top of the shaft, and then the bottom, one slick hand cupping the full rounded weight of his hairy ball sack for a second. Her eyes drank in the sight of him. The skin of his ball sack was tighter than she had thought and the bristly pubic hairs tickled the inside of her palm making her want to scratch it.

Releasing his balls, she moved her hand back to his pole. It was hard and thick, the head a dusky almost reddish purple color due to the pulsating blood that caused it to be so engorged. As her fingers brushed lightly against the underside just where the head of his dick protruded from the length of him, she quickly learned there appeared to be more sensitivity there. Seeking again she found the spot on the underside and near the head where the skin of his dick raised into a little plateau leading up to just short of the opening at the top of the head. She noticed a thick drop of clear fluid seeping from the slit on the head of his dick. Lightly caressing Rick’s manhood, Jewel’s thoughts were a chaotic mess. What would her stepfather think now? Would he call her a whore? Screw him. Wrapping her fingers around the shaft she slid her hand toward her, caressing the tip with her thumb, to wipe the moisture away, only to discover the slippery nature of the liquid. Pre-cum? she wondered. Apparently. With a quick flick of a finger, she collected a fluid sample. Rubbing it between her pointer finger and thumb she marveled at the smooth yet sticky texture of his man juice. It’s just like Rachelle said, she thought. Hearing a low moan, she directed her gaze upward and was captured by the rampant bestial desire evident in Rick’s glazed over eyes.

Swallowing nervously, she contemplated the rounded hard shaft and pictured it entering her pussy. Pictured it pounding in and out of her cunt, the full length of the huge shaft blasting into her depths and out again over and over as she gasped helplessly under the sheer brute power of Rick’s manhood. Should I? Can I? she wondered. The loud masculine moan Rick let out for her as she brushed his tip again decided her. Hell yes!

Encouraged, Jewel reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck. Wandering hands touched and caressed her body, stoking the fire burning within. Her burning need to be filled by him, with him, increased with every split second. His desire was evident with the large throbbing bulge pressed firmly against her lower belly. Breaking off, Rick ended the kiss, took a rough breath, and rested his forehead against hers. With a tremble in his voice, Rick said, “You… Oh my God! I nearly lost control.”

“Rick, I want you so bad. Touch me. Please…”

Rick drew in a ragged breath and moved his hands from her shoulders, slowly down over her large pert breasts - just his fingertips skimming the surface of her skin, pausing briefly to tweak her taut jutting nipples. Jewel gasped at the unexpected blast of sensation, arching her back and thrusting her aching breasts toward Rick’s willing hands. Holy shit! she thought, as the intensity of her pleasure suddenly tripled. Tilting her head, Jewel sought out Rick’s lips and moaned her delight as their mouths met and molded together. As his seeking tongue darted teasingly against her, she parted her lips and he accepted the invitation. His tongue plundered the treasures of her mouth, their tongues entwined in a mating dance as old as humanity and as primal as the animal lust itself. Any residual worry about possible pain or consequences was burned from Jewel’s consciousness as her newly wanton body assumed full control over her brain.

Rick continued to tease her nipples by gently rolling them between his thumb and forefingers, while engaged in the most all-consuming kiss he had ever partaken in. His penis rubbed invitingly against the smooth skin of her flat stomach, leaving a superheated trail in its wake. From where they grasped the back of his neck, Jewel moved her hands down and started kneading his shoulders, her aching body needing more. She lifted a leg and wrapped it around Rick’s in an attempt to communicate her need. Rick left off one luscious breast after giving it a gentle squeeze and let his hand travel south down the curve of her narrow waist, resting briefly at her hip then continuing along her smooth skin to the patch of soft mahogany curls nestled at the juncture of her creamy thighs. Cupping her mound, he felt the dampness of the hair there, and groaned his satisfaction.

As Rick’s exploring fingertips finally reached the molten crevice between her thighs, Jewel hissed. Shards of excruciating pleasure radiated out from her secret spot exploding along her nerve endings. Any shreds of coherent thought were strangled in their cribs as she gave in to the primal feelings taking her by storm.

Forcing himself away from her delicious mouth, in a strangled voice he said, “You’re so wet. I love that you’re this wet for me.” Gliding his hand a little further, he slid a finger through her slick folds, just pressing past her labia. Jewel moaned, enjoying the feel of his touch. “Mmmm, so good.”

“So hot!” he growled back.

“I’ve never done this sort of thing before Rick, but more than anything, I want you. I want you deep inside of me,” she confided. Rick momentarily froze. What am I doing? Where did I think all this was going? Am I that stupid? But more importantly; is she serious? Pulling away from the sweet curve of her neck, looking deep into her eyes he asked, “Are you sure?”

“I’m more sure of this, than of anything else I have ever known before,” she stated, confidence radiating from voice and streaming through her gaze.

“I don’t wanna hurt you.”

“That’s one of the reasons I’m so sure Rick.”

“You don’t understand. Umm… I’ve been told that for girls, the first time … kinda hurts.”

Reaching a hand out, she gently caressed his cheek, letting her thumb hang down to brush across his swollen bottom lip. He was so beautiful in his masculinity. “I’m aware of that, but… you don’t understand… I ache… for you… here,” she said, cupping her mound of soft wet curls. “Besides… I have faith that you can find a way or two to distract me from any pain.” Rick thought about that for a second, letting various scenes float through his mind. Leaning in he kissed her soft full lips until they parted. Sweeping his tongue in to tangle with hers, he resumed stroking the swelling, slippery folds of her hot, wet pussy.

Determined not to break eye contact, Jewel leaned closer, drinking in the unfamiliar but pleasant smell. Another crashing wave of desire blasted between her own thighs as a ripple of water caressed her lower set of lips. Oh my God, I really do want him, she thought, as another shivering spasm of pleasure shot through her. Stepping back from his ministrations, Jewel slid down to her knees. Water ran over the two of them, cascading like a waterfall. The warm beat felt good on her back and neck. Leaning forward, she looked at his manhood. It was amazing. I wonder what it will taste like? Jewel parted her lips. Tentatively, she twirled her tongue around his tip, once, twice, and on the third time she slid his length into the warmth of her mouth.

Rick growled his approval, closed his eyes again, and, unable momentarily to maintain control of his sheer fierce need, fisted his free hand in her hair. Jewel pulled back, sucking lightly along the length of him, releasing as he was freed from her mouth. With one hand she pushed up the hardened staff and licked the back part of him from base to tip; then she enveloped him in the hot recess of her mouth, nearly swallowing him. As the tip of his engorged manhood made contact with the back of her throat Jewel almost gagged. Pulling back, she allowed his member to slip from her mouth again and swallowed. You can do this! Leaning forward she once more engulfed his length with her mouth, this time inserting it more slowly. With the flat of her tongue firmly planted to the most sensitive part of his manhood where the ridge of skin met the tip, she slowly withdrew from him again, twitching her tongue from left to right as she drew back. Barely able to control himself, Rick clenched his calves in an effort to avoid shoving his dick bodily forward and down Jewel’s hot wet throat. His butt-cheeks clenched taut with the effort to contain himself.

“Jesus!” Rick cried out. At Rick’s unexpected outburst Jewel jumped and Rick’s penis popped from between her lips. “What? Did I hurt you?” Rick grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her to her feet. Jewel started to panic as Rick surged toward her, pressing her into the cool tile of the shower wall, fingers digging into the flesh of her shoulders. He planted a searing hot kiss on the swollen red lips that had just held his most private part in their luscious embrace. His tongue invaded her mouth, plundering, demanding, taking all he wanted and giving as well, letting her know that; No… She Had Not… Hurt him… not in the slightest.

Taking her by the hand, Rick pulled open the shower curtain. Leading her to the bedroom he picked her up, kissed her gently, and dropped her onto the rumpled bed. Jewel’s long brown hair, damp and heavy, fanned out on the bed. Looking up at the gorgeous man standing there, Jewel felt her heartbeat increase exponentially. His long blonde hair framed his face. His eyes were dark, smoldering with caged lust. As he took a step closer, she felt the rock hardness of his cock bump against the inside of her thigh where her legs bent over the edge of the bed.

Rick could barely contain himself. Jewel looked like an angel lying there with her luscious hair panned out like a halo framing the most perfect face he had ever seen. His eyes roved hungrily over her naked body. Grasping her under her thighs, Rick lifted her legs, sliding Jewel’s ass to the very edge of the bed. Spreading her legs to each side he took in the full view of her pussy. Her lips were engorged. He could smell the want of her femininity. Stroking her silken thighs, he allowed his fingertips to just graze the hairs at the edge of her center. He dropped to his knees on the carpet. I have to taste that, he thought.

Jewel raised her head to see what the handsome rocker was doing. Rick was leaning in, his head approaching her virgin vagina. As his tongue darted out to lick at her labia, she gasped. Strong, yet gentle fingers parted her pussy lips. As his lips engulfed her, the tongue unerringly seeking out her clitoris, Jewel arched her back, shoving forward to meet him. Waves of pleasure so intense she didn’t know how to deal with them engulfed her as Rick suckled her clit, occasionally darting his tongue lower to slip inside the hot wet folds of her. Jewel felt a pressure building up inside of her, threatening to explode. A sudden rush of sheer pleasure burst over her, causing her to scream in ecstasy.

As Jewel arched in intense orgasm, Rick dove in. Her juices coated his tongue, his lips. Her taste was fantastic. Pure woman. As her orgasm faded, he pulled back. “God you’re gorgeous,” he said.

Jewel gasped as the waves of pleasure receded. Sliding to one side she oriented herself on the bed with head to the pillow. She looked at him, knowing she wanted him. Knowing that the wanting of him could lead her down a path that would end in either eternal bliss or horrific heartache. Regardless, she knew she had to have this man inside her. Her every thought centered solely on the desire to have that huge dick inside her, pounding at her. Jewel smiled, patting the bed next to her as she ran her tongue over her lips.

Standing from where he had been crouched, Rick climbed on the bed. Jewel giggled at the way his manhood bounced and swayed as he clambered up. Lying next to her, he tweaked her left nipple between thumb and index finger, kneading it gently. Her nipple hardened to a peak.

“Please. Fuck me,” she gasped. Reaching out to him, she grasped his hard shaft in her hand. Spreading her legs wantonly she opened herself completely. Baring her very soul for him.

“Are you sure?”

“Oh yes. I’m sure. I want you inside me.”

Raising himself up on his arms, Rick straddled himself over the luscious girl in a push-up position. His erect cock just grazed her belly button. Pushing down on his shoulders Jewel wriggled to where his dick was pointed at her hot hole. Rick leaned down, kissing her deeply. As their tongues entwined, he delicately spread the lips of her pussy with two fingers. Lowering his ass, he grazed the entrance to her with the head of his dick.

As she felt the blunt hardness graze her pussy, Jewel opened her eyes. “Yes. Please,” she said, raising her own ass to meet him. Rick slid slowly inside of her; the length of him entering her hot wetness. When he met the resistance of her hymen, he paused. He didn’t want to hurt this beautiful creature that had come into his life. Looking into her eyes he pushed carefully forward. Oh God, she is so tight.

Jewel gasped as the bright instant of pain hit her signaling the breaking of her hymen. Rick paused, concern in his eyes. “Did I hurt you?” he asked.

“Keep going. Don’t stop.” Rick pushed deeper into her. His dick slid inside her well lubricated, tight, wet hole until the full length was buried to the hilt. His balls resting against her ass cheeks. Pulling back, he began a steady stroking rhythm. Jewel met his thrusts, her hands fisting in his long blonde hair. “Oh shit! Oh fuck!” she moaned.

Rick sped up the tempo of his lovemaking. Rapidly thrusting in and out of her. Never in his life had a girl felt so good. This was the tightest pussy he had ever fucked. As his own orgasm built up, his balls tensed, pulling up closer to his groin as they prepared to dump their load. As his shaft twitched, spurt after spurt of hot cum shot deep into her, adding extra lubrication to her already slippery folds. As his orgasm engulfed him, Rick reached between their sweaty bodies. With one finger he sought her clit. As his dick continued its relentless pounding, he swirled a fingertip on her clitoris. As the last of his cum shot into her, she shuddered and screamed. Her body bucked up as her own orgasm struck. Raising her feet, she clenched her legs around him and pulled him down onto her, into her, clinging to him like a life preserver as she drowned in pleasure.

When at last their mutual orgasms had receded, Rick rolled off of her. He knew he was hers. Virgin or no…, well not anymore…, Jewel was the best fuck he had ever had. No, he thought. You don’t fuck a girl like this. You make love to her.

As her body subsided, the waves of pleasure slowing down to a stop, Jewel cupped her lover’s cheek in the palm of her hand. She knew that this man would be hers as she was now his.