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Jerry felt the vibration of Heather’s moan in his mouth and felt her body tremble under him. She hugged him tight and he squeezed her ass. She came in a gush and he felt her warm wash surround his embedded cock and ooze out of her. With her tongue still in his mouth he collapsed on the bed beside her.—-He must have nodded off, Jerry wasn’t sure if he’d slept or was just at that halfway house of consciousness between the real world and the dream world. He just knew that when he opened his eyes Heather’s face was close to his and she was smiling at him.“Hello,” she said. She ran a finger through his hair. “How do you feel?”“Amazing. It was wonderful. I knew it would be.”“So did I,” she said. She kissed him and it lingered.“How do you feel?” he asked her.“Amazing is a good word,” she said with a smile. “And relieved.”“Relieved?”“Yes, relieved that we’ve finally gotten to this point. I’m over my hangups, I guess. But it’s kind of scary, though. I’m somewhere between ecstasy and fear. Closer to ecstasy, though.”Jerry put his arm around her, kissed her and pulled her close.“I’m happy we’ve gotten to this point too,” he said. “And I won’t blow the opportunity, I promise. But don’t be afraid, we’re in this together. There’s really nothing to fear other than what others may say or think, and we have no control over that. If people love us or really care about us they will support us. If they don’t, who needs them? So really there’s nothing to fear.”Heather nodded. “You know something?” she said. “I reached a place of clarity today when I was walking. And even though it lasted all day it almost seemed like it was over in a flash; it was a nonstop stream-of-consciousness, like a fire I couldn’t put out. I thought about you…about us…all day. I thought about our kissing last night. God, it felt so right, but why was I so scared? I thought about growing up together, things we did, your face, your hair, your arms and legs, your butt. I pictured you naked in my mind, I wondered what your cock looked like. So close yet so far…all because of some silly taboos. So I finally admit: I love you, Jerry. Why should I be afraid of being with someone I love?”“I’m so glad to hear you say that,” Jerry said, grabbing her hand. “I love you too, sometimes so much it hurts.”They kissed again and their tongues danced a long slow number. They both fully realized at that moment that they were now lovers, were now a couple that would go through life together; and that the door that had kept them at more than arms-length for so long was now not merely unlocked and open, but had been blown off its hinges.—-“Your feet are messed-up, girl,” Jerry said as he examined the abrasions on the bottoms and sides of Heather’s feet. “Time for Dr. Jerry to give you some medical attention. Some TLC. I’ll be right back.” He got off the bed and walked out of the room. Heather watched his naked butt till it disappeared out the door.She heard him bounding down the steps and a minute later heard him bounding back up. She smiled at the thought of his limp penis bouncing up and down as he ran around the house naked. Then she heard water running in the bathroom.Jerry returned with a shallow tub of cold water and a tube of antiseptic ointment. He placed the tub on the floor beside the bed. “Sit up on the side of the bed and şişli escort put your feet in here,” he said. “We’re going to soak your feet.”“Jerry, this isn’t necessary…” Heather started to say.“Uh uh, Doctor’s orders. Let your feet soak and then the Doc will provide medical treatment.” He held up the tube of ointment.She did as she was told and dipped her feet into the tub. Jerry got onto the bed and sat snug behind her with his legs on either side of her, his chest against her back and his mushy penis flush against the top of her butt.“Ooh, that’s cold!” Heather said.“It’s supposed to be,” Jerry said. “But it will warm up fast because you’re so hot!” Then he reached around her and took a boob in each hand and nibbled her ear.She giggled and said, “I never thought I’d be naked with my doctor.”“I never knew a kindergarten teacher could be so damn sexy.” He nibbled her neck and she immediately turned her head and they kissed. Her hand went around his back and his hands roved her front and they started making out and soon the water was sloshing around and Heather’s feet almost tipped the tub over.“All right, that’s enough,” he said. “Behave yourself.”“Me?” Heather laughed. “Yeah, you. It’s your fault. You’re too damn irresistible.”So Heather kept her feet still and Jerry held her in his arms and they did a little talking and a little fooling around and when the water had turned lukewarm he dried her feet with a towel and she lay back on the bed.Jerry knelt at the foot of the bed and kissed each injured area of her feet before gently applying the ointment and when he had attended to them all he capped the tube and tossed it aside. Then he started kissing his way up her leg but when he reached her upper thigh he got sidetracked.Heather’s glittery gash just looked too good to pass up. So he licked his way over to her lush lips and painted them with his tongue to get a good taste. Heather was panting and her nails were already digging into his scalp by the time he cloaked his lips around her clit.He felt it grow in his mouth. In a matter of seconds, it went from a wriggly oyster to an overcooked conch. He stroked it and sucked on it but it soon became difficult to keep the little pistol in his mouth because Heather’s body was doing the squirm-a-rama again. But no problem thought Jerry. His cock was by now straight as a board and ready for further mischief. He moved his body up on top and kissed her. His cheeks and chin were smeared with her fluids. He slipped his fingers into her and swirled them around a couple times before taking them back out.“Put me in,” he said in a breathy rasp.“Is this still part of the treatment, Doctor?” she asked with a kittenish smile.“Yes, but we can’t stop the treatments. Because there’s no cure for what I’m feeling right now. I love you, Heather.”“God, I love you too,” she said, with tears from nowhere dripping down her cheeks.“Come with me,” he said. Heather nodded.In one fell swoop he simultaneously entered her three different ways: His tongue in her mouth, his cock in her cunt and his greased finger up her ass. They started fucking and were balls to the walls in two seconds flat. The bed was screeching with every powerful thrust, and they were both on the edge so they knew it wouldn’t take them long. Jerry felt Heather şişli escort bayan flinch a little when he stretched her asshole to wedge a second finger in, but it didn’t slow them down a bit.Jerry groaned like a moose in a trap. Heather already knew what his mating call sounded like.“Yes!” she screamed, and her climax climbed up.And it happened. As if set on a timer they came. Their cum mixed and collided, his on the way in and hers on the way out, and their bodies quaked over and over atop the sheets, wired together by fingers, tongues and cock, until their orgasms abated and they had released all of their jizz.—-The next morning they woke up in bed after sleeping together for the first time. Jerry had his a.m. boner and got a good-morning blowjob and then they fucked. Then they got in the shower and washed each other and he ate Heather’s pussy until she exploded and by that time he was hard again so he cleaned her pussy out with his cock until he shot another wad of his semen into her. They had a little breakfast and then went down to the beach and sat on chairs holding hands with their feet in the surf. Doctor Jerry thought the saltwater would help heal Heather’s sore feet. Maybe it would, maybe it wouldn’t; It didn’t much matter because after about an hour they were horny again so they went back up to the house to fuck before lunch.That’s the way it went the rest of the week. They were insatiable and had a hard time keeping their hands off of each other. Jerry got BJs for breakfast and ate pussy for brunch. There were lunch fucks, afternoon delights and happy hour fucks and dinnertime fucks and shower fucks. Oh, and in the evenings they’d make love. They’d wake up in the middle of the night and fuck then too.After two days their genitals were ravaged, brush-burned and chafed as badly as Heather’s feet. But they didn’t care. Love can be a pain sometimes.On the third evening, they were sitting on the back porch drinking beers in the dark. But they weren’t sitting in the rockers this time, they were on the wicker sofa. They started talking about how this is where it started, when things began to change for them, on this same back porch a few nights before. They kissed and started making out. Heather started rubbing Jerry’s cock and soon unzipped him and whipped his hard thing out and started sucking it. After a couple minutes, she stopped and climbed onto his lap facing him and sat on it. She was wearing a thin sundress with nothing underneath so his cock slid right into her. She bounced up and down like a pogo stick and tried to keep it quiet in case there were any nosy neighbors lurking about. She stifled her groans with Jerry’s hair when she came all over him. Then she went back down to sucking him until she felt his hot cum shoot into her mouth.“Can I ask you a question?” Heather said. This was a few minutes later after Jerry had fetched a couple more beers.“Sure,” he said. “What?”“How come you haven’t tried to stick it up my butt yet?”Jerry chuckled. “I don’t know. You like it like that?”“Maybe. I like your fingers up there.”“Have you done it before?”“I had a couple guys try it but they didn’t do it right. I wasn’t that enthusiastic about it. But I want to do it with you. I want to share everything with you.”“You talked me mecidiyeköy escort into it,” Jerry said. “I’m ready. You want to do it now?”“Don’t you think we should get some lube?”“I’m sure there’s something in the kitchen we can use. Some Wesson’s or some olive oil or something.”“But I don’t want to smell like a Greek salad!” she exclaimed.“Why not,” he said. “I like Greek salads.” He squeezed her titty and Heather pushed his hand away.“Tomorrow,” she said. “I’ll get some lube. Tomorrow I will give you my ass.”—-In the morning they only had a quickie because Heather said she had some shopping to do. She returned in the afternoon with two shopping bags. One was from a boutique known for sexy swimwear and lingerie; she said she’d show him the things in that bag later, when he could tear them off of her. The other bag she emptied onto the table: Seven bottles of lubricant.“Seven different flavors,” Heather said. “One for every day of the week!”Jerry looked at the bottles. There was mint, watermelon, cherry vanilla, strawberry, lemon-lime, kiwi and coconut.“Wow, you’re into this aren’t you?” he said.“I’m into you,” she said and kissed him. He tried to slip his hand down the back of her shorts. “No, not now. Tonight. I want to make it special.”—That night Heather steamed mussels for their dinner. She said it was supposed to be some kind of aphrodisiac and she wanted her man hard and horny. She only nibbled, hardly ate a thing; she’d taken an enema earlier in the day. After they cleaned up, Heather handed Jerry a beer and told him to go sit on the back porch and drink it and stay there until she called him. She wanted to get ready for him.She went outside and retrieved the bottle of champagne she had on ice. She drained the bucket and surrounded the bottle with fresh cubes and took it up to her bedroom. She lighted three scented candles and put one on each nightstand and one on the dresser so its glow reflected off the mirror. She set out the array of lubes and turned on some soft music. She stripped and put on her new see-through thong and her new skimpy see-through negligee. After a subtle spray of a light floral perfume, she summoned her lover.Jerry walked into her room and was hypnotized by what he saw. He felt like he’d walked into a brothel. The lighting was subdued from the flickering candles and the air conveyed a delicate scent of vanilla and pumpkin pie. He looked at Heather, his cousin, the girl he’d admired and coveted for many years, the body, the woman, that had now become his. She was drop-dead, knock-out gorgeous, scantily dressed in a short, sheer, meshy wrap. He felt inferior in his baggy shorts and t-shirt.“Hello, Baby,” Heather said, and they kissed. She turned around and picked up the bottle of champagne and handed it to Jerry to open.Jerry popped the cork and poured two glasses and handed one to her.Heather looked up into Jerry’s eyes, and said: “Let’s have a toast. Let’s raise a glass. Because my Jerry will soon be kissing my ass.”They clinked glasses and drank. “That’s not all I’m gonna do,” Jerry said. He put their glasses on the table and threw her onto the bed. He took off his shirt and fell down beside her.He covered her with kisses and told her how good she smelled and how foxy she was and how good she looked in her scanty sex wrap which left very little to the imagination. His hands were already underneath it and she was busy pulling down his shorts. They kissed passionately and Jerry already had wet, sloppy fingers and a hard cock. Then Heather wiggled her body down and around so they were in sixty-nine position.
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