Julie's head spun 360 degrees! What had he said? Experience her? Cuddle? No demands? What a gentleman!
A shiver ran through her when Joshua touched the nape of her neck with his warm hand. The fact that he was not after sex, and only sex, created a shiver of excitement for which she was not prepared. As she moved over closer to him, she noticed that Joshua had manicured nails. She wondered about that.
When he leaned over to kiss her, she found she did not resist, but somehow welcomed his attention. She had hardly spoken to him and what he had said to her was fairly insignificant and yet it seemed she had known Joshua all her life. Her sex-starved body responded to him immediately and when he gently held her in his arms, she felt limp and submissive, sensing that no matter what happened, he would not harm her. He kissed her on the forehead first, then whispered in her ear. "Come with me." He took her hand and guided her back to Ertha's office and closed the door.
For a silent moment Julie was transfixed with ambivalence. As much as she enjoyed Joshua's company, something told her that it wasn't proper for a first date; she'd learned her lesson with Don. "Joshua… I really like you, but I don't think…"
She was silenced by a masculine finger caressing her lip. "It's okay, Julie. We don't have to make love. We'll just hold each other. You need it, I need it, so why don't we do it together?"
Julie couldn't refute that, and when he unhooked his suspenders and his Levi's, too, she was at a loss for words. When he was naked, he started taking off her clothes, awed by her perfect body and telling her so. Gently, he eased her down to the foam rubber floor and urged her to lie on her stomach, never once insinuating sexual intentions. Straddling her back, he instructed her to close her eyes and try to relax, to think of the most pleasant experience she could bring to mind. Julie thought about the surprise birthday party her mother had given for her sixth birthday. The marijuana helped activate her imagination, and Joshua's hands did the rest as he started at the nape of her neck and worked the heels of his masculine hands into the sore, tension-taut muscles of her neck.
Julie let out a long sigh of relief, all but purring into the richly scented mattress. It suddenly occurred to Julie that Ertha had changed the linens that day, and she secretly wondered if her best friend had this moment in mind. But she quickly dismissed the thought as cool dribbles splashed over her back and the heady scent of Pachouilly oil made her nostrils flare. Then strong hand making semi-circles of pressure erased all thoughts of the present.
"That's it, Julie, relax… just go with it… yeah…"
Julie was in ecstasy. Never had she felt so calm and peaceful… certainly not since she and Roy… no, she wasn't going to let herself think about that now.
"How is it, babe? Feel good?" Joshua smiled down at her naked back, silently assessing the perfection of her skin, the muscular contours of her back, and everything else perfect about her. Yes, she would make a masseuse, all right.
Julie let out a long sigh. "That's fantastic!"
"Okay, do me." Joshua collapsed on his stomach. "Just use your imagination," he instructed as they changed positions. "Start at my toes and work your way up. Use the heels of your hands and don't be afraid to get rough. Ahhh, that's it," he crooned feeling Julie's fingers dig into his body. "Oh God, baby, you're a natural…"
"Want some oil?" Julie was getting into the spirit now. Touching flesh was a wonderful feeling, she realized, especially the flesh of someone like Joshua. Straddling his back, she studied the strong, rippling muscles of his tanned back, smiling at the flock of freckles on his left shoulder. Up on her knees now, she worked on his shoulders, her clitoral bud flicking teasingly against the unblemished skin of his back.
A tempting urge washed through her as she remembered those nights in bed with Roy when they would spend all night in the sixty-nine position, licking and sucking each other to exploding climaxes.
Julie sucked in her breath and closed her eyes. She couldn't think that way, she promised herself. That's how she had gotten into trouble with Don and that, she vowed to the Gods above, would never happen again.
"Aaah, baby, you've got the hands of an angel… Come here," he urged, turning over on his back and motioning with a flirtatious crook of his finger for her to join him.
With little urging, Julie lay down next to him, feeling confident about herself and trustful of Joshua. He started by kissing her eyes, her forehead, her cheeks. Then he kissed her steadily and passionately for a long while, stopping only every now and then to catch his breath and then his tongue would be back in her mouth, reaching for the back of Julie's throat, pushing in an imitation of intercourse, his tongue a giant penis, her mouth a yearning cunt. At first he restricted his advances to the long sensual kiss, but then meeting no resistance there he began to explore her body slowly, carefully, approaching her breasts, then running his tongue down between them deep into the slit that was cushioned by the swelling globes of flesh. Julie melted beneath his touch, her body aflame with desire, her mind reaching out toward him, in a desperate need for companionship. She had never before believed in love at first sight, being the cautious type, but whatever it was she was feeling had to be close to it… either that or magic.
"I want to be close to you, Julie. I want to do more than cuddle with you. I want to taste you…" The words pierced Julie like an arrow. Sure and true, they found their mark, releasing her completely from any pretense of protest.
In one swift motion, Joshua turned on the bed, placing himself over her naked young body in reverse with his thickly hardened cock over her face, his legs spread on either side of her head.
Leaning down on his hands and knees, he said passionately, "Suck on it… use your tongue! You can use your teeth to nip a little… carefully… very carefully, baby."
Without protest, Julie reached up to him, taking the long, thick cock in her hands, sliding the slack foreskin back to reveal the blood-red head of his cock and took it gingerly into her suddenly watering mouth, aware of the pungent man-taste of him. Inwardly she was still appalled with the realization of what she was doing so willingly.
Slowly, she began to suck, using her tongue to lave the giant pulsing cock-head filling her mouth, swirling her tongue around and around, trying finally to insert the tip of her tongue into the tiny slit in the tip of the glans.
Joshua leaned forward and down into the sixty-nine position, and with a groan, buried his lips into her rapidly moistening cunt. His tongue lashed out and probed wetly at her hair-lined cuntal opening, then moved up to her peaked little clitoris to lick her to a higher pounding excitement than she had ever before experienced. Against the commands of her reasoning mind, the young woman's wide-splayed cunt reacted, and she began to move her hips up to him, rhythmically, her glistening pussy slit on fire, begging for more of that hotly sensuous tongue!
Oh, I don't know how I can lie here and do this with a man I barely know. But the thought of her total surrender sent chills running along the base of her spine as she felt the slow rhythm of Joshua's cock soft in her mouth. I can't seem to help myself I want it… bad!
Julie was confused by the delicious sensations in her own warming cunt, the generated heat in her forcing her naked body to jerk upward, to the insistent mouth of her partner. She moaned out her helpless need for him.
"Oh, Joshua… Joshua… I want it…! I want you to… to do it to me now…!" she gasped, out of breath.
Joshua felt her hands clutching at his head, her finger entwining lightly in his curly hair; she moaned and gasped, hauling his face forcefully into the hotly quivering pink slit of her cunt! He sensed the movements of her head flailing back and forth, visualizing its dark beauty as he speared up into the warmly velvety depths of her gradually dilating cunt. She ground her young hips uncontrollably into the softness of the mattress, writhing and squirming, wild little animal-like mewlings bubbling out of her lust-constricted throat. Then, she raised her spread-open genitals up to him, pressing his face into the sparse blonde-fringed slit, the hot cuntal walls opening and closing in a sucking action around his deep thrusting tongue in an unbelievably knowing manner.