Michelle's New Profession Ch. 04

This story is a direct continuation from Michelle's New Profession, Ch 3. My thanks to Shygirlwhore for her excellent editing help. The story continues, with Michelle now telling the story:

Michelle

Robert asked me to write about my experience with Jeremy. I complained that I'd never done written anything like that before. He said he'd help, so here it is, I'll try to do this.

I called Robert, then started getting ready. I was disappointed that I couldn't get a room with a hot tub, but this one was certainly nice. It had a king size bed with a great view of the city skyline. First on my agenda was a long bubble-bath. The tub and shower were separate and I enjoyed my bath. My bath soap had a nice rose scent that I knew from previous experience men liked. I loved how soft and smooth my pussy was and I hoped the evening went well with Jeremy so that he could like it too.

I was careful to not get my hair wet as it'd been shampooed and styled before I left home. It kind of curled under, with a good share of it falling in front of my shoulders and curling under my chin. I thought it made me look younger. I spent a lot of time on my make-up, doing a full face, which include eye shadow, blush on my cheeks and applying my pink lipstick just right. When I was done, I thought it was just about perfect.

I couldn't help but giggle at what Robert had said about my panties and bra. If he only knew how right he was when he said he'd heard a woman wears matching underwear when she wants to get laid. I most definitely wanted to get laid that night, had been looking forward to it all week.

I heard a knock on my door just a few minutes after seven. Before I opened it, I checked myself one more time in the mirror and undid one more button on my blouse. I wanted a little dab of my bra to show if I leaned just right.

I didn't know what Jeremy had planned for the evening. I hoped his parents had left that up to him as well. When I opened the door, his eyes got pretty big and he took a step back like he didn't know what to do. Before he could start to get any more scared than he already was, I took his hand and kissed him on the cheek. I think when he saw the smile on my face he realized I really did want to go out with him.

He had a taxi waiting in the porte-cochere and we climbed in the back seat. He was a perfect gentleman and opened the door for me, letting me climb in first. I was careful to not let my skirt ride up too high because I didn't want to scare him too badly before our date even started.

I held Jeremy's hand, but we didn't talk too much in the taxi. He was trying to hide it, but I knew he was nervous from his sweaty palms. I tried to allay his nerves with a little peck on the cheek and told him we were going to have a great evening. He'd told the driver to take us to the Space Needle. The last time I'd been to the Space Needle was a couple years ago when I was there with Mike, my college fuck-buddy, after Robert had talked me into meeting with him again. That had turned out to be quite a weekend!

The restaurant slowly revolves all the way around, giving a view of the City skyline. I have to admit it did seen romantic. Perhaps our conversation was a little less so. Jeremy told me a lot about some of his theories in physics, mainly one where he said mathematics proved that nearly instantaneous space travel would eventually be possible. I tried to ask him some intelligent questions, but his intellect was so far beyond me that it was difficult. I guess I asked some of the right questions since it kept his interest in explaining things to me and answering my questions.

I told him a little about myself, that I was a legal assistant in a law firm and about some of our interesting cases that I felt I could discuss as long as I didn't mention any names or specifics. Jeremy seemed to enjoy my company and was comfortable with me, which had been my goal for dinner.

After dinner, Jeremy asked me what I'd like to do. I told him it was his birthday and he was twenty-one now so we could go to a club somewhere if he wanted. I told him I knew of several, most that my dates over the last month had taken me to. When we'd exited the elevator from the Space Needle and started out toward the street where we could find a taxi, we noticed carnival rides set up in the park. Jeremy got a big boyish grin on his face and asked me, "You want to?"

I hadn't been to a carnival in so long I didn't even remember it. I wasn't sure about it with my high heels, but I thought it'd be fun in spite of my shoes, and the grin on Jeremy's face was too irresistible. He took my hand and off we went. He bought both of us a bracelet so we could ride without having to worry about tickets.

We rode several of the rides, laughing and giggling the whole time. I never imagined it'd be so much fun at the carnival with a cute, young guy at my side. On the tilt-a-whirl, I made it a point to ride on the inside so I was squeezed into Jeremy at each of the turns.

Jeremy tried to win me a teddy bear throwing darts at balloons, but apparently isn't an expert dart thrower. After three dollar's worth of darts, he had broken a grand total of two balloons. Not quite enough for the bear I wanted.

We sat and shared an elephant ear, which I love. I remember having had one at the Pendleton Round-up Main Street show with Shaun last year, but it wasn't as good as this one. There was a carnival there, but Shaun and I never ventured down the street to it. Too bad, this was fun, I was feeling like a teenager at the carnival with her boyfriend.

I used to love the Ferris wheel so we rode it. When it stopped at the top to load more people, I was starting to feel a little randy, so I scooted over toward Jeremy and kissed him on the lips. He obviously hadn't kissed many, if any, girls before as he was surprised and stiff. I worked my lips on his and got him to loosen up, opening my mouth and brushing his lips with my tongue. He finally started to get the idea a little and relaxed, letting my tongue work his lips open and into his mouth. I wrapped a hand around his neck, pulling his lips tighter to mine, and felt his hands roaming up and down on my back. God, it felt erotic. I felt like I was in heaven.

I was really starting to get horny kissing Jeremy and took one of hands, putting it over my breast and squeezing it around me. I broke away from kissing him and whispered in his ear, "You can put it under my blouse if you want." Then I undid a couple buttons, guiding his hand through the opening over my bra. I was wishing then that I hadn't even worn a bra.

The more we kissed, the more Jeremy fondled my breast, the hornier I got. He was too from the bulge that had appeared in his pants and how he was getting into the kiss and kneading my boob.

Neither of even noticed that the Ferris wheel was moving again. I realized it when we were approaching the bottom where people would see what we were doing. I had to break away from him for just a moment until we were higher up again and we resumed our kiss. He never did take his hand out from under my blouse.

When the ride was over, I told Jeremy it was time to go back to my room. Now I was really horny. On our way, back to the hotel in the taxi I spent the half hour teaching Jeremy how to kiss a girl. He was really getting it by the time we got there. I tossed the driver a couple twenty dollar bills and pulled Jeremy up to my room. I know the cabbie probably got enough of a show to compensate the ride, but he still has bills to pay.

When we got upstairs, I grabbed my bag and went to the bathroom after telling Jeremy to strip. I was so nervous that my hands were shaking when I tried to text Robert. I haven't been that nervous before making love in forever, but this was such a unique circumstance. I did my best to calm myself so I could send him a text, "So hot! Changing into nightie now."

I stripped my clothes off and pulled the silk nightie over my head and the panties up. I looked in the mirror and was more than satisfied with what I saw: My nipples were hard and trying to poke a hole through the material; my tummy was nice and flat; when I lifted the hem just a few inches, my pussy lips were outlined under the thin panties. I was pretty sure that Jeremy would be happy with what he saw. Then I called Robert like we'd talked about. I wanted him to listen while I made love with Jeremy. When he answered, I didn't say anything, just hit the 'mute' on my phone with my jittery fingers.

I stepped back into the bedroom and set the phone down on the nightstand beside the bed. Jeremy was sitting on the edge of the bed in his underwear, in his tighty-whiteys. I almost giggled but didn't want to spoil the mood. I definitely intended to take this boy undie shopping in the morning. I walked over to him and noticed his big, brown eyes looking at me standing in front of him. He looked up and down my body and got a look of lust on his face that made me shiver with anticipation. Jeremy's body was firm and thin. The tent in his tighty-whiteys looked like it might hold an army, obviously enough that this promised to be a VERY enjoyable night!

I asked him to stand up. When he did, I kissed him, pulling his arms around me. In the short while since that first kiss on top of the Ferris wheel, he'd certainly learned how to kiss. His lips were soft and pliant against mine, his tongue was invading my mouth, and his hands were busy caressing my back and sides. I felt his youthful skin as I pushed my hands down his sides to his undies, and pushed them off of him onto the floor.

My heart was pounding in my chest. I've done this before, why was I such a nervous wreck? Even before I asked myself the question, I knew the answer. I hadn't ever done this before. I've been with men in the last couple years, but this was so much different. I was going to be Jeremy's first and that fact was making this so much more erotic...and I wanted him more than I'd ever imagined possible!

I pushed Jeremy back on the bed and lay down beside him. I kissed him again and wrapped my hand around his cock. Oh God he felt big and hard. I squeezed him and Jeremy groaned. I whispered in his ear, "Jeremy, sweetheart, never be afraid to ask your girl what she wants."

Jeremy took my hint while I was squeezing him and asked me, "Okay, what do you want?"

"I want you to take my panties off and fuck me!"

I felt Jeremy's hands on my hips and lifted myself up a little to let him slide my panties down. I felt his hands shaking, as he was obviously as nervous and excited as I was. His hands sliding down my hips and legs felt more like an electric shock than just hands. While he was sliding them down, I lifted my nightie and slid it up above my boobs. When Jeremy returned from his task with my panties I felt his lips wrap around one of my boobs and gentle bite it. The sensations running through my body were so different than any other time. I know that the brain is the most important sex organ and right now my brain was on overdrive with the fact that Jeremy hadn't ever even kissed a girl before. Every new thing he did, I couldn't help but think he'd never done before and it multiplied my emotional state ten times more.

I didn't want to, but knew I had to. I knew it was safe between us, but there'd be other girls in his life and he had to know the rules. I'd put several condoms in the nightstand drawer and reached for one. My shaking fingers nearly couldn't do it, but I pushed him away from my boob long enough to roll it over his throbbing, hot penis.

Jeremy went right back to my other boob. I arched my chest up to him and pulled his head tighter to me. I have no idea what sounds I might have been making but I simply couldn't take it any longer. I moaned out to him, "Jeremy, please...fuck me!" I rolled him over on top of me, took hold of his stone hard, hot cock and guided it between my pussy lips. I was already soaking wet and felt every inch of his cock slipping into me. Nothing in my life had prepared me for the emotional impact of this shy young man's virgin cock being so deep inside me. This man/child who hadn't even kissed a girl before tonight was fucking deep inside me! Jeremy's body was shaking and he was uncontrollably groaning out garbled noises.

As soon as he entered me I felt his body go tense and it was obvious what was happening. He pulled out a little and rammed himself back into me only once before his body convulsed and his groan volume grew to levels that might get us kicked out of the hotel. Jeremy was grinding himself into me and my hands were around his butt scratching and dragging him as deep inside me as my muscles could pull. Jeremy's body was exploding inside me like a giant volcanic eruption. I was so, so close to my own release that I knew if I'd felt his hot sperm hitting the back of my cervix instead of inside the condom, I'd have exploded with him. As it was, when he'd finally finished and collapsed on top of me I was desperate for my own climax.

"Jeremy, that was incredible," I told him. Actually, it was still feeling incredible. He was still inside me and wasn't softening even the littlest bit. I'd come down slightly from my near orgasm, but knew that the slightest movement from him would bring it back just as fiercely. While we lay there, the next few minutes, my arms were tightly wrapped around Jeremy's back, he still didn't make a move to pull himself out of me. It felt so good laying with his body against mine and his cock simply resting inside me, keeping me on that beautiful edge of an orgasm with that wonderful, full feeling.

I turned my head slightly and started kissing him again and couldn't resist moving my hips and spreading my legs a little farther apart for him. When I finally realized this young man's cock wasn't going to soften I couldn't help but smile to myself. I still desperately needed to be fucked. I told Jeremy he needed to throw away the condom. When he pulled himself out of me I nearly wanted to scream, "NO!" but knew I had plans for when he got back. I pulled another condom out of the drawer, glad I'd gotten several.

When Jeremy climbed back on the bed with me, I told him I wanted to try something different. This time we were a little calmer than the first time and I showed him how to put it on himself. "Girls love doing this." I told him, as I massaged and caressed his cock, slowly rolling it up onto him. When he was ready, I pulled my nightgown off over my head and rolled over onto my knees and elbows, spreading my knees apart. I told Jeremy, "Get behind me." When he was in position, I reached through my legs to his cock and directed it into my pussy. "Now, Jeremy, push." We both groaned when he filled me from that position.

This time Jeremy was able to truly fuck me. It had only been a few minutes since that first time, but he had never softened even the littlest bit. He'd gotten the idea of what to do and was thrilling me beyond words to describe. He was plunging in and out of me like he'd done it dozens of times instead of his first night. His hands were gripping and scratching at my hips, pulling me back into him with each thrust. I was gripping the bedding and rocking back and forth with him, nearly losing my mind from the sheer ecstasy. My orgasm was crashing in on me when I heard Jeremy behind me, "Oh God, Amber, this is incredible!"

I couldn't help myself when I mumbled in response, "Michelle, my real name is Michelle."

Jeremy didn't respond, he was too far gone. I didn't even know if he'd heard me, but telling him my real name released something inside me and my orgasm hit like it never had before. I have no idea what kind of noises either Jeremy or I may have made but I remember crying from the enormity of my climax. That was the first time I'd ever actually cried while having sex. I wanted it to go on forever and for a while it seemed that it would. I clawed and muffled my mouth on the bedding, thinking that I might die any second. If I had, it would have been the sweetest death in world history!

When Jeremy and I both collapsed, him still on top of me, my entire body was soaked in sweat. I'd never imagined what it could be like making love...no, fucking with a virgin. Jeremy wasn't the boy I'd gone out with earlier in the evening, he was a man that had more than fulfilled the dreams of his woman! Even then, I could still feel him hard inside me. It took several minutes, maybe ten minutes or more for our breathing and heartrate to finally calm. He finally slid out of me, leaving me with an empty feeling that I wanted filled up again. I wanted to fuck him again!

Jeremy threw away the second condom and this time we both slid under the covers together, still naked. "Jeremy, that was the most incredible fuck I've ever had," I told him. I'd completely forgotten about the phone and open phone line I thought I had with my husband. "You're going to make some girl happier than she has any right to be."

Jeremy snuggled up to me and said, "Amber, I love you."

"No you don't Jeremy. You'll learn...there's a difference between love and lust. I know you like me, but it's my body you're in love with, that's called lust. You'll find a girl your age, fall in love and make her the happiest young woman ever, but it can't be me." Then I went on, "Did you hear what I said a little bit ago?"

He looked up at me quizzically, "What?"

"My name, I told you my real name is Michelle, not Amber. It's a made up name. I want you to call me Michelle. Okay?"

"Mmm, Michelle, I like that."

We lay in bed quietly, our faces an inch or so apart until I heard Jeremy's breathing change and he was asleep. It was only then that I remembered the phone on the nightstand beside the bed. I hoped Robert had heard everything and enjoyed it. Although I knew, this time he couldn't have as much as I had.

I woke up with lips sucking on my boobs and felt it all down my body and especially inside my pussy. I had no idea how long we'd slept and it was still completely dark in the room. In my haze, I wasn't even sure where I was or who I was with, only what an incredible feeling those lips were. I intertwined my fingers in his hair, pulling him tighter to suck more of my breast into his mouth. This was so incredibly arousing in my half-asleep mind, but I kept telling myself that I had to wake up.

I finally realized it was Jeremy and remembered the incredible night before. I took one of his hands leading it down between my legs., holding his hand over my pussy. He got the idea I was trying to put into his head and started rubbing his fingers between my pussy lips. His fingers inside me felt so good, but it wasn't enough.

I was finally fully awake and reached for another condom off the nightstand. My fingers were shaking when I rolled It down his rock-solid cock. Once I had it on him, I rolled over on top, straddling him and lowered myself slowly until he was fully engulfed inside me. I closed my eyes, rocked over him gently and moaned. He felt so damn good way down inside me! I sat on him and pulled his mouth back up to my breast. Between his sucking and his cock buried inside me, it felt like my whole soul was inflamed. It took all my willpower to sit there grinding my pelvis onto him. Jeremy's hands were behind my back pulling my whole breast into his mouth, switching from one to the other.

There came a point that I couldn't do it any longer. I pushed him back down on the bed and started fucking him. I'd pull nearly off and drop back over him. We were both in such a state of arousal that, even though we'd already made love twice the night before, it was only a minute or so until Jeremy orgasmed inside me. I desperately wanted to feel the spurts of his hot cum, but I did feel him grow inside me and his muscle spasms making me come as well.