Blue Eyes Crying in the Rain

(Part 2 from 3)

On the Ferris wheel David put his arm around me. I melted. The first kiss was soft and shy, just like in his book. The second kiss was so passionate it made me shiver. “Are you cold, Sarah?” he asked with concern as he noticed my goose bumps.

“No, not really. Must be the ride.” Actually, I was hot. Very hot. And I could feel the damp spot. I wanted a ride all right. On you know what. My hand accidentally fell in David’s lap. He didn’t react. Other than he had an erection. I didn’t move my hand until the Ferris wheel stopped. 

“David, it’s a good thing you’re wearing a long baggy shirt that covers the front of your pants,” I remarked coyly.

“Yes, isn’t it, Sarah,” he agreed, laughing. “It’s all your fault you know.”

“Well, I certainly hope so!” I really, really liked this guy. “Would you like me to do something about it, David?”

“Uh…uh…”

“Let’s go for a boat ride, David,” I suggested. “Cruise the lagoons.” There was a place on the far side of the park that rented canoes and row boats.

* * *

We rented the biggest row boat they had.

David did the rowing. After an hour of insignificant chatter I mustered up the courage to ask, “David, do you believe in love at first sight?”

“Yes. I wrote about it in my book, didn’t I?”

“You did, indeed. But that was a fantasy, wasn’t it?”

“A fantasy, yes. But the way I imagine that true love could be.”

“Me too! David, your story is so romantic. The best romance novel I’ve ever read. And I’ve read more than a few. Awesome, dude!” I felt real juicy.

“Thank you, Sarah. You are so sweet. I mean that sincerely. And so lovely.”

“I know we just met, David, but I like you a lot. A whole lot.”

“I like you a whole lot, too, Sarah.”

“Pull the boat over into that secluded area to your right, David.”

He did. We began to kiss again. I unfastened several buttons on the vest under which there was nothing but me. I didn’t want to take it all the way off in case another boat got close. But he could see my nipples. “You can touch them, David.” He did. “You can kiss and lick them, David.” He did.

My hand fell in his lap again. Not by accident this time. It was hard. I unzipped his pants, reached inside, and played with him. Then I pulled him out. David had a pretty penis. That’s the only way I can describe it. The prettiest one I had ever seen and the only one I had ever touched. It felt good. I stroked him gently, fascinated.

“David?”

“Uh…yes, Sarah? That feels so good. You have such soft, delicate hands.”

“David, I have a confession.”

“Yes, Sarah?”

“I’m a virgin. Your penis is the first I…uh…ever actually had in my hand, or anywhere else. I don’t know how far I can go. Please be patient with me. But I would like to please you with my hand. Right now.”

He cupped my face with both of his hands. “Whatever you wish, Sarah.”

We sat in the bottom of the boat facing one another, legs crossed. “David, show me how you like it. Put your hand over mine.”

“You’re doing just fine, Sarah, but okay.” He covered my hand with his. “Just that this.” He guided me with one hand and tweaked my nipples with the other. “Talk dirty to me, Sarah.”

“Uh…I’ll try. Do you like this, David? Do you like my hand on your cock?” I purred. “Rubbing up and down like this. Do you like my breasts? Do you like my nipples? You seem rather amused by them, honey.”

“Yes, Sarah,” he moaned.

“You can lick and suck my nipples if you want to, David.” He did. All the while I stroked his cock lovingly with his hand over mine. “Would you like me to suck your cock, David?”


“Yes, Sarah,” he moaned again.

“One day, David. One day soon, I’ll put you in my mouth. Would you like that, David?”

“Yes, Sarah,” he moaned once more.

“You can shoot all over my breasts and face. Would you like that, David?”

“Yes, Sarah. I would. Very much.”

“You’ll be the first, David. The first cum I taste. My girlfriend, Jenny, sucks cock. I watched her. I think I know how.”

“You watched her?”

“Yes, I watched her blow three frat brothers at the same time at the last big bash of the school year. I watched her do a convict at the factory where we worked earlier this summer. Jenny likes it. She likes cock. She likes cum.”

“I hope you will, too, Jenny.”

“I know I will. Especially if it’s yours, David.”

This discussion seemed to make him even harder, if that were possible. He seemed ready to explode.

“David, are you going to cum now?” I stroked him harder.

“Yes, Sarah. Oh man! Oh girl! This feels good! Ahh, Sarah, rub harder,” he begged. “That’s it. good girl. Stroke it, girl! Now…ahh…I’m close…I’m ahh…”

And then it happened. He froze my hand with his just over the head of his penis as it spurted and gushed gloriously. It shot all over the place. A big gob landed on my leg. After I squeezed out every last drop I kissed him sweetly. “Did you like that, David?”

“Very much, Sarah.”

“I fetched Kleenex out of my little bag and cleaned up. “Next time I’ll lick and eat it all up.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

“Sarah?”

“Yes, David?”

“Do you masturbate?”

“Uh…”

“Tell me.”

“I can’t help it. More than ever lately. Usually I go in the bathroom. I call it doing number three.” I tittered.

David laughed and asked, “Would you like to masturbate now, Sarah?” I nodded. “Well, go ahead. I’d like to watch you.”

“You would?”

“Yes. Please?”

“Your wish is my command. This all has made me…uh…you know.” I lifted up the front of my pink miniskirt and slipped my panties down a bit. I began to do it the way I like. I pressed two fingers over my clit and rubbed back and forth vigorously. After a few minutes I spread my lips wide apart with my left and with the index finger of my right hand straight like a pencil I flicked the side of it rapidly across my clit repeatedly.

“Sarah?”

“Uh…yes…uh…, David?”

“Can I do that for you?”

“If you…uh…want to, David. Come sit next to me. It will be easier Hurry up.” He did. I helped his fingers do to me what my fingers had been doing. “That’s good, David. Real good.” I began to moan deliciously and deliriously.

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