"Me too," Rob said honestly.
"Shall we go by the fire? You need to keep warm, and your hair's not dry yet."
"Sure," Rob said, standing up. Jerri looked across the table at his pants. She knew he had an erection, or at least a near erection. She could see his cock perfectly outlined in the jeans and she stared at it a moment, too surprised and excited to rise.
"Coming?" Rob said.
"Oh, yeah," Jerri said, getting up. Rob extended his hand and Jerri took it in hers and together they walked through the living room and sat before the fireplace. Rob threw another log on the embers and in a moment it flared up.
"What the hell?" Jerri said, noticing the pan on top of the piano. She stood up and then realized it was catching drops of water from the ceiling.
"Who plays the piano?" Rob asked.
"I do, in my own unique way," Jerri laughed. She was being humble, however. She had been practicing the piano every day and in the past months had become quite good.
"Play something for me… "Rob begged.
"No, you don't want me to…"
"Please!" Rob stared at her with his deep blue eyes. Jerri gave in.
"All right, what?"
"Anything. Some Carole King maybe?"
"Well, if you don't mind hearing You've Got a Friend with a few wrong notes," Jerri answered, sitting at the piano bench.
"I'd love it," Rob said, kneeling near her.
Jerri began to play, soft and slowly, without any wrong notes. In the middle of the song, she felt Rob's body standing behind hers and she moved back a bit so her back touched his leg. She shivered with excitement. He placed one hand on her shoulder and she was afraid she wasn't going to finish the song. Then Rob placed his other hand on her other shoulder and Jerri moved back against him, feeling the hard outline of his penis in his jeans.
As she finished the song, she felt a warm sensation between her legs and her breasts were already like rocks under her robe. Rob's warm hands rested firmly on her shoulders, his fingers moving slowly above her breasts. She took her fingers from the piano keys and sat there, just looking at the keys, and closed her eyes.
"I like you so much, Jerri," Rob said.
"Oh, yes, Rob, yes," Jerri whispered.
Rob moved his fingertips down till they rested on the hardness of her nipples through the robe. Jerri tilted her head back and her hair rubbed against Rob's stomach, against the triangle of dark hair that began at his navel and gradually thickened as it fell to his groin. Rob held her breasts tight in his fingers.
"Make love to me," Jerri whispered, turning her head around to face him. She looked up at him for a minute and then looked down his body, straight ahead into his crotch. His hard penis was standing across his leg. She bent her head forward and kissed it lightly through the pants. Then she stood up and led him by the hand to her bedroom.
Jerri closed the door as Hob ran his hands through her chestnut hair. She turned around and faced him, closed her eyes and waited for his lips to meet hers.
Rob took her in his arms and kissed her harder than anyone ever had.before. Her lips opened to admit his hard tongue as her whole body seemed to melt in his arms. She felt as if she were a total woman now-alive but helpless in her man's arms-and she wanted Rob to make love to her there on her bed, with the rain beating against the window pane.
Still kissing her, Rob pulled open her robe and pushed it from her shoulders. Then he moved away and looked at her. Jerri started to move toward him.
"No, don't move," he commanded," I just want to look at you. "And he did, for a long time. She stood perfectly still, her body bathed in faint light from the window, looking like a marvelous piece of sculpture. Rob knelt down and stared at her from that angle, and then brought his hand up to lightly touch the thick hair of her pussy. He ran his fingers over her hips and down over her buttocks, feeling the soft, smooth skin against his rough palm. Then he brought his handsome face to her pussy and kissed it gently, lovingly, as Jerri instinctively spread her legs.
In a moment his tongue was finding its way between the soft lips of her cunt. It poked and ran itself up and down until the lips parted and it slid in her, sending spasms of pleasure through her body. She ran her fingers through his still damp hair and moaned as his tongue flicked in and out of her cunt.
Rob withdrew his mouth from between her legs and stood up again. Without a sound, he slipped the jeans from his long body and stood facing Jerri.
His cock was, in her estimation, the greatest she had ever seen-it was eight inches long, and very thick, as thick as Dave's, and it was shaped perfectly. The head was huge and rounded like a mushroom and the shaft grew a bit wider at the bottom where it disappeared into a thicket of black hair. His balls were large and hung low between his legs.
Jerri fell to her knees and held the long penis in both hands. She brought her lips to the end of it and kissed it, then licked it with her tongue. Then she dropped her hands to her knees as she began to cover the length of his cock with kisses, nibbling at his balls, his thighs, at the length of his cock. Then, finally, she put it into her mouth and took as much of it as she possibly could.
Rob felt the girl's warm mouth slide down the length of his penis and he shuddered. No one had sucked his cock for weeks, and it seemed like a totally new experience. He felt her tongue swirl around the tip, felt her hands clasp his balls, felt the back of her throat sucking at the rounded head. He had to pull out or he would come.
Jerri felt the boy's body pull back and his cock fell from her mouth.
"No more, Jerri, I'll come," he said, panting.
Jerri understood. She kissed his penis lightly on the huge end and stood up. He took her in his arms. They kissed again and then fell back to the bed. They rolled over, kissing, hugging, again and again, till Rob was lying on top of Jerri's back, pinning her to the bed.
She stopped moving, feeling his hard cock resting against her buttocks and lower back. He kissed her shoulder and bit her ear and her neck, burying his face in her soft hair. Then he moved up, bracing his knees on either side of her, kissing down her back as his balls lightly touched the cheeks of her ass.
Rob moved down and pulled the softly yielding crevice of her trembling buttocks wide apart, and knelt between her outstretched legs. As his fingers rubbed the moist slit of her cunt, Jerri pulled herself up on her knees, on all fours, and spread her pussy as wide as she could. Her cunt flowered open in front of him. He brought his lips to her anus and kissed directly at the tiny hard ring that guarded her asshole.
"Oh, Rob, I love you," Jerri moaned, feeling the shivers shoot up her spine.
Again he kissed her there, and then began to trail one finger around and around the puckered entrance, causing Jerri to moan in delight. He trailed the finger over the entrance, down farther to the moist, fur-lined crevice, his middle finger extended like a small cock.
He teased that finger down and under and into the tight, incredibly soft tunnel, moving with maddening slowness along the anterior wall of her cunt and then slipped it out to move upwards again, this time to the aroused and rigid nub of her clitoris. Jerri moaned with pleasure at the increased tingling of desire his expert manipulations were sending through her.
Slowly, Rob moved his huge swollen cock forward to tease the hard, rubbery tip into the moist cleft and down toward where his finger was sliding along the hot, wet folds of her cunt.
Jerri felt it slip along there and her legs opened farther, then closed involuntarily, almost spastically, around his invading finger while she watched with filmed eyes as the bed bounced beneath her. Then Rob moved the head of his cock farther still and she felt the tip replace his finger at the mouth of her pussy.
He had to force himself not to plunge forward at that moment, not to shove his great hard young cock into her beautiful sucking pussy and impale her with a triumphant cry. No, he knew he had to go slowly, carefully. He wanted this to be remembered, he wanted it to mean something to both of them.