Genie Chronicles Ch. 17

"Oh," she said in understanding sympathy. "I take it you don't have much experience with girls."

He shook his head.

"Have you ever done anything with a girl, even kissed one?"

He thought to bluff, but then shook his head again, not looking at her.

She was silent for a moment, and he had just looked up to see what expression was on her face when she said. "Would you like to?"

He looked at her in shock. Had she really just asked that question? To which part was she referring? "You mean, in general...?"

She rolled her eyes. "No, dummy, with me."

"But... but..." his mind was threatening to shut down, "why would you... I mean, you're the prettiest girl in school... and I'm, I'm..."

"Cute," she finished for him, "and inexperienced. I've always wanted to corrupt an inexperienced boy. Do I take that as a yes?" He just stared at her. Finally, she rolled her eyes again. "Stand up!" she commanded. He stood. "Take off your shirt." He took it off.

"Jump in the pool." He jumped, and gasped. As it was only late spring, the water was still quite chilly. As he was still under water, when he surfaced he was coughing and sputtering.

"Oh, yeah, the water is still pretty cold." She paddled over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. He warmed up immediately. "Ok, here's the deal. As you are obviously healthy and clean, and I've just had a checkup and everything checked out ok, everything should be safe. So, I'm willing to do most anything with you that you would like to try, except anything anal. I might try that some day, but for now, nothing goes in there," she paused, then turned a little pink, "well, with one possible exception, but we can talk about that when the time comes, if it does. If you want to have actual sex, then we'll have to use a condom. I'm also on the pill, but I'm not taking any chances. Did you bring any?"

Although this appeared a serious question on her part, the absurdity of it from his point of view, plus the ongoing and increasing impossibility that this was actually happening in the first place, caused him to answer, "Oh, yeah. I figured, what with me being one of the biggest geeks in school, coming over to the house of one of the hottest girls in school to study, I'd need a bunch. There's a gross of 'em in my backpack."

She grinned at his sarcasm. "Well, if we run out of those, I have several." Her expression turned more serious. "And I really wish you wouldn't call yourself the biggest geek in school. You shouldn't put yourself down like that. Like I said, I think you're cute, plus a really nice guy, to boot." He just shrugged in embarrassment. She looked at a large clock visible inside the pool house. "Ok, nice cute guy, we've got a little over three hours. What would you like to do first? She pulled gently on the back of his neck to bring her face closer to his. "Kissing is always a good place to start." She murmured.

When Jack didn't object - like he would - she pressed her lips to his. After a moment's shocked hesitation, he kissed back. Awkward at first, especially regarding where to put his nose, and eliciting several giggles from Mary as a result, he finally got it fairly right, and they kissed hotly for several long moments while Jack alternated trying to come to grips that this was actually happening, and trying to memorize every second, as this quite possibly might be a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

Pulling back slightly, Mary murmured, "That was very nice, Jack, once you got going. You're a quick learner." He grinned sheepishly and shrugged. She released her hold around his neck long enough to drag him a little deeper in the pool. Once she had him at the depth she wanted, she placed her hands on his shoulders for a little support while she wrapped her legs around his hips, then she wrapped her arms around his neck again. She brought her face close once more, giving Jack the opportunity to notice just how deep her grey-green eyes were and how they sparkled when she smiled, and how cute her small round nose was, and how puffy and incredibly kissable her lips...

"Let's try it with tongues this time, Jack," she said, interrupting his thoughts and sending a heart-thumping thrill through him as she brought her lips back to his. He felt the tip of her tongue requesting entrance, and he happily, if a little dazedly, parted his lips to let it in. Meanwhile, with her wrapped around him as she was, he was unsure what to do with his hands, so they wound up placed awkwardly on her waist. She broke the kiss long enough to say, "Put you hands on my butt, Jack. Caressing and squeezing lightly are nice, but most girls won't want you to knead their ass like it's dough at this point." Then she reattached her lips to his and sucked his tongue into her mouth.

He hesitatingly moved his hands back and down to her firm, round, bikini-covered cheeks. Timidly at first, he began caressing and lightly squeezing the taunt flesh as she had instructed. As he became more confident and relaxed with his touch, he was rewarded by an approving moan around their tongues. Meanwhile, his cock had become so stiff that it was bumping her in the crotch on occasion. She seemed to mind not at all, and the thought that only a couple of thin layers of cloth prevented them from fucking right then almost sent Jack over the edge.

As their tongues continued to dance and wrestle, Jack worked and worked and finally got up the nerve to slip his hands beneath the fabric of her suit and onto the bare skin of her butt. She started slightly, making him think he had gone too far, but she pulled away only long enough to give a throaty chuckle and say, "Mmmm, taking some initiative. Very good, Jack," before reattaching her mouth to his. As their kissing became more passionate, she tightened her arms around his neck, and he brought one arm up to hold her to him while the other hand squeezed a cheek more firmly.

Some time later their tongues and lips parted. Panting slightly, Mary said, "Wow, a very faster learner, indeed. Are you sure you haven't ever kissed a girl before?" Jack shook his head, not trusting himself to speak.

"Mmmm. Take me a little shallower?" Jack walked toward the shallow end of the pool, and Mary got heavier around his neck and hips as their bodies rose from the water, not that he minded in the least, as she also slid down to press more firmly on his cock. "Someone sure is happy! I've always wanted to have sex like this. Maybe we can later." Again Jack was struck dumb with disbelief, this time from Mary talking so nonchalantly about having sex with him, much less about doing so standing in the pool!

When they got to where the water was around Jack's waist, she slid off to stand in front of him. Her wet bikini top clung to her high round breasts, hard nipples poking out proudly. "So, you've fantasized about feeling me up, eh?" Jack could only nod, staring at her chest. "Well, now's you chance. Help yourself. Or is your fantasy usually doing it from the back?"

Jack shrugged. "From the back, I guess."

She grinned. "I like from the back." She took his hand and led him to the broad steps leading down into the pool at the shallow end. Seating him on the middle step, she turned and sat in his lap and leaned back into him, lifted her arms to lace her fingers behind his neck, and said lazily, "My tits are your tits."

Riding the surreal wave, Jack nervously lifted what would normally be sweaty palms toward her dripping mounds, and after pausing for a second, cupped the globes gently. Mary closed her eyes and smiled. He squeezed very lightly, and hefted their tantalizing weight. He released them and rubbed his hands over them lightly, then ran a finger around each rigid nipple. Mary gasped softly. "You must be reading too many sex books, Jack. Most guys grab and squeeze like they are trying to milk you... not that there is anything wrong with that at the right time, but this isn't it." After several more long moments of allowing him to play and explore, then several more adding some gentle suggestions on what to do to make a girl even more aroused, she released her hold on his neck and pulled away from him. Turning, her hands went behind her back.

"I assume you have fantasized about more than just fondling them through my bra?" Jack nodded again. Without further preamble, Mary untied the strings of her bra, removed it, and casually tossed it on the edge of the pool. Jack stared at two incredible breasts; high and round and firm, whiter than her surrounding skin due to her bathing suit, and capped with two turgid pink nipples, pointing up and surrounded by quarter-sized areolas that begged to be suckled. She moved closer to him, grasped his hands, and placed them on her breasts. Jack repeated his fondling, marveling at the softness and firmness of her flesh.

After a few moments of this, Mary again guided him deeper in the pool, this time until the water was up nearly to his neck. She then jumped up to wrap her legs tightly higher around his torso, bringing her breasts to mouth level. She grinned naughtily at him. No initial instructions were necessary, as he happily if still disbelievingly brought lips to nipple. She had been right about his reading. He figured that if he ever did get the chance to make out with a girl, he wanted to be ready. Apparently some of what he had read had been worthwhile, as she moaned and cooed several times with what sounded like genuine pleasure before complementing him on his technique, then giving him pointers on how to hone it even more. He had to admit, the moans were more frequent and louder as he tried to put her instructions into practice.

He would have happily continued this until time to go home, but Mary eventually stopped him. "I'm being greedy, Jack. It's your turn to have some fun." He was about to protest that this was fun, but then what she said registered, and he kept his mouth shut. She got out of the pool and walked over to the pool house, her hips swaying provocatively as she grinned at him over her shoulder. She retrieved a bottle, then came back to the pool and jumped in, splashing him again. Placing the bottle on the side of the pool, she moved over to him. He couldn't tell quite what she was doing until he felt a hand grasp his cock lightly through his suit. He gasped loudly. She grinned and wiggled her eyebrows at him. "First girl to touch your cock through your clothing is that exciting, is it?" she teased. She obviously knew the answer. "Well, how's this for exciting? I plan to stroke it until you fountain, suck it until you shoot down my throat, then fuck it until you fill a condom to bursting."

Jack gasped in shock again at her words, and at the fact that she would say them both so brazenly and matter-of-factly. Luckily she had released him before she spoke, or her touch, no matter how light, combined with her statement would have sent him off immediately.

She surprised him again by taking a big breath and disappearing under the water. He felt fingers at the tie of his suit, then the waist band loosening and his suit being shucked down his legs. He had to force himself not to cover his privates with his hands. He felt something flick against his cock-head a couple of times, then her head burst from the water suspiciously soon after. Had she just...?

"Nice unit you got there, mister! Now, go sit at the corner of the pool," she pointed to one of the shallow end corners. He stalled for a moment, embarrassed to be showing his privates to a girl. She giggled, "I've already seen everything, you know. No need to be embarrassed now." Egged on by this comment he stepped quickly out of the water and sat where she indicated. She had him reposition himself so that he was sitting on the very edge of the corner, each leg stretched along one side of the pool, his balls dangling over the water. He was really apprehensive about being so exposed, but the lustful look Mary was giving his cock and balls distracted him.

She approached slowly with a naughty look in her eyes, then reached out one hand and began lightly scratching his balls with her fingernails. Jack twitched and groaned. The pleasurable feeling from that particular location was new and unexpected. Although not that intense, when it was combined with the fact that this, his first touch by a girl, wasn't some awkward groping in the back seat of some car, but rather casual yet talented stimulation by this beautiful, sexual girl, it had him very, very close to that fountain she promised.

Evidently sensing this somehow, she stopped and asked, "Jack, do you trust me?" He nodded dumbly. She quickly reached up to wrap both hands around his six inches and squeezed very hard. It didn't really hurt, but it was quite a shock. She held the squeeze for a few seconds, then released him. He frowned at her for a second before realizing that he was much further from the brink than he had been. Her hand went back to his balls. A few seconds later they found the smooth spot underneath, and he really began squirming. She grinned in triumph, and concentrated on making Jack squirm as much as possible, until, disappointingly, the sensations began to fade.

Sighing as if she was expecting this, she moved her hand back to wander around his balls while she lifted the other to lightly stroke his cock. He twitched again in surprised shock at this first skin-to-cock contact. She grinned as if she knew exactly what he was thinking and continued stroking. A few seconds later, as Jack was about to warn her that his explosion was approaching, she squeezed him again. This pattern repeated a couple more times, with her seeming to somehow know how to push him just to the edge before squeezing him back.

She released him long enough to retrieve her bottle. She returned, gave him an extra-firm squeeze, then opened the bottle and squirted some of its clear contents into her palm. She looked up at him. "Ready, Jack?"

Ready? Ready for what? He nodded. She brought her palm to his shaft, applied what he discovered to be a light oil on him, and started stroking. He understood then. The oil magnified her already exquisite touch to incredible new heights, and he knew that there was no coming back from this. She was asking him if he was ready to explode. Only a few strokes later he did, and his whole body shuddered uncontrollably through the most intense orgasm he had ever experienced. He did indeed fountain everywhere; in the pool, on himself, on Mary. She just laughed and said, "That's what the chlorine is for!" She continued to stroke his oily rod slowly, trying to milk out every drop. His body twitched strongly every time her hand ran over his now ultra-sensitive cock head.

She finally released him, and then motioned for him to slip back in the pool. He flopped in bonelessly, and she laughed again. "Not bad for your first hand job, eh?" she grinned naughtily. Jack could only mutely agree.

She let him recover for a moment, then said. "When you're ready, you can return the favor. You've got me all hot and bothered." With the libido of a teenager, fueled even more by what was going on, that was all that Jack needed to be ready, even if his cock wasn't hard again quite yet.

Mary took his place with legs spread wide over the corner of the pool after first letting him remove her bikini bottoms, giving him his first up close and personal look at both a girl's ass and pussy. And, oh, what an ass and pussy they were. He was especially surprised and aroused to see that she was completely hairless. That was all it took to get him firming again.

Once seated and spread wide, Mary sensed Jack's lack of confidence with the lay of the land, so she guided him. "Feel that bump? That's my clit. Like most everything else, gentle at first is good, a little firmer later is great. Try gentle circles." She moaned. "Yeah, just like that. You can switch to different patterns occasionally. It keeps the girl guessing." He continued to rub her clit to her occasional gentle direction.

"Ok, Jack," she said, apparently with a little difficulty, "ummmmmm, take your other forefinger and gently feel around a couple inches below my clit... oop!" she giggled, "Not that far down! Up a little... there! Feel that indentation? That's my vagina. Push gently... mmunh... go ahead, push it in all the way. Now pull it almost all the way out slowly. Now back in." she paused then whispered. "Fuck me with your finger, Jack."

Jack was now rock hard once more, and his cock twitched at her dirty talk. She continued, "Don't forget your other hand, Jack. I know it's like rubbing your tummy and patting your head, but if you can get it right, you'll make the girls very hapEEEE," Jack was getting it right, and her body shuddered in orgasm several minutes later. Jack's almost did too, simply from the knowledge that he had just caused that reaction from her beautiful body.

It was her turn to float lazily around the pool for a few moments, but that didn't prevent her from reaching down and grasping his erection when she floated close. "I see he's ready for more. Are you?" Jack swallowed and nodded. "Ok, resume the position." This time Jack didn't hesitate to expose himself over the corner of the pool. Mary grinned at his eagerness. She floated slowly closer, but then she veered to the side to start kissing up one of his inner thighs. Reaching his balls, she teased them with her tongue for a moment, causing Jack to twitch and moan once more, before grasping his shaft around its base and licking it like a popsicle. His surreal disbelief returned as he contemplated the fact that Mary was actually going to blow him. It was just too much to believe... as she licked him several more times.

She rose up higher out of the pool to take him into her mouth. Having recently orgasmed, his fuse was much longer, but burned quite fast, flamed by the sight of her lovely face hovering over and taking in his cock. She performed her squeeze technique again when blast off approached, this time licking his balls as she squeezed. On one occasion she sucked one ball then the other onto her mouth to tongue them, and if she hadn't had his shaft in a vise grip, he would have exploded just from the sight and feeling.

After several rounds of sucking his cock, and squeezing while licking his balls, she again asked him if he were ready. He hesitated for a second before nodding. She said, "It's considered courteous to warn a girl before you are about to cum in her mouth." She grinned, "In this case, though, I pretty much know, so don't worry about it." As he tried to consider the implications of this statement, she took him in and began bobbing her head while sucking and tonguing aggressively, one hand holding the base of his cock steady while the other fondled his balls. He could endure only a couple seconds of this before cumming. She swallowed every drop, gave a couple of extra bobs for good measure, then released him. He collapsed back into the pool to her satisfied chuckles.

A few moments later they switched places again, and she gently and cheerfully guided him to a reciprocal oral climax, his finger again pumping into her for good measure.

They both floated around for awhile after than, fondling and caressing playfully on occasion. Finally Mary said. "Want to go for the gold, Jack?"

He was finally comfortable enough with the situation to smile a bit bashfully and say, "That's a stupid question." She laughed in mock astonishment, and then said, "Very well. Come on, big stud."

She led him out of the pool and over to the pool house, grabbing her bottle of oil along the way. She indicated a futon sofa with an indoor/outdoor cushion, then with one deft motion, flipped it into a bed. "We call this a 'flip and fuck'," she said with a smile as she spread a towel over it. She fiddled around in a drawer and brought out a foil packet. She fondled his shaft for a moment to get him good and hard, then opened the packet, extracted a condom, and rolled it onto his shaft as he stood mutely; apprehensive, excited, and disbelieving about what was to come.