Blooming (20 page)

“That was so
much fun,” she groaned, “but my ribs are killing me, have we made up yet?”

“You’re not
getting off that easily,” he was only half joking and his pupils widened
expectantly as a thought occurred to him, “Come on I need a shower.” He yanked
her by the arm and brought her round the back to what she’d not spotted before,
an outdoor shower with the briefest wooden screen to protect the occupier’s
modesty.

Todd leaned
in and turned the water on; it was powerful but only just lukewarm.

“Stay back
there you don’t want to get your arm wet,” he gently pushed her back behind the
screen.

“Now that
night in the hospital bed the last time you were tormenting me, there was still
one significant item of clothing I was wearing.”

Next thing
she knew he bent down and then his jogging bottoms slapped over the top of the
screen right under her nose. She gulped then shocked herself by surrendering to
the urge to peek down at what she could already see in her peripheral vision.

Oh my
goodness, there he was in all his glory.

“Pass me the
soap,” he demanded.

Jen was
rendered speechless. I mean she wasn’t a total moron she’d had an idea what to
expect from books and stuff and the fact that on several occasions now she’d
felt him up close and personal against her but hell if she’d pictured this?

“Jen - the
soap?”

Todd smirked
knowingly. His penis, and she was good at rough measurements, was by her
estimation easily 9 inches long, currently at half mast and travelling upwards
as leisurely as his voice.

She handed
him the soap which he was definitely capable of reaching himself, the bastard.
Didn’t he know she was busy, busy being transfixed by the narrow path of dark
hair descending from his navel travelling down between the sexy v cut oblique’s
all arrowing down and blatantly pointing to his more than substantial appendage
in its little shroud of brown curls.

Her eyes
flicked nervously between his face and his cock as if in disbelief, her stunned
expression making him struggle to stifle the urge to laugh.

“See anything
you like, you look a little flushed there Jen?”

Her voice
came out hoarse and unsteady, “you fight dirty Todd, there is no way my little
tactic was anywhere near as bad as this.”

“You
shouldn’t mess with the big boy’s babe, that mini strip you did through my
bedroom this morning; that was nothing, my eyes were barely focused enough to
see anything,” he smirked knowingly.

It was no use
she couldn’t take her eyes off it, she was amazed at both her lack of shame and
fear. It seemed the most natural thing in the world to be stood there watching
Todd leisurely wash himself, soaping himself thoroughly, everywhere, literally
everywhere.

All too soon
he finished sluicing himself off and she sighed disappointed it was coming to a
close.

Todd turned
off the water and hung his huge biceps over the screen, she reached up in slow
motion and ran her fingers gently through his soaked hair. Her eyes were full
of wonder while his twinkled wickedly as he wrinkled his brow so he could watch
her hand caressing him.

“We’re not
even yet.”

“No?”

“Get round
here.”

****

Jen came
round the screen in front of him; he was so deliciously damp and smelled of
pear soap. She watched as her hands lifted of their own accord and splayed
across his broad chest – trailing through the fine hairs they encountered, feathering
along his collar bones and up the lines of his throat.

Then he
dropped his head and kissed her so sweetly, tilting her head back and sucking
on her bottom lip. “I haven’t told you before how much I love this mouth,” his
thumb drifted lazily over it. “I’ve been thinking a lot about your mouth since
the first time I got a good look at you.”

Her lips
parted in surprise at his sexy tone of voice and he continued, “That small perfectly
formed rosebud, with lips just the right size for kissing, and your pretty
cupids bow. I kept thinking what will that mouth look like around my cock?”

“You did
not!” She gasped, then flushed as pink as a flamingo.

“You said you
needed me to know what to do, well I think I’d like a little something from you
if you’re game.”

Jen shifted
on her feet battling trepidation within her, “what do you want me to do?”

Todd thought
for a little minute trying to figure out how much temptation he could stand,
“take your shirt off.” 

When with
shaky fingers she unbuttoned and removed her blouse he realised his mistake,
her brand new brilliant white bra was simple and sexy. “Lord you’ve got to
admire a gay man’s taste in lingerie,” he sighed and with gentle pressure on
her shoulders he pushed her to her knees.

Jen looked up
as Todd’s hands came to encompass either side of her jaw; he tilted her to look
into his eyes, looking at her with such tenderness she wanted to cry.

“Tell me what to do?” she
asked quietly.

“If you’re
not scared and you want to try this - do whatever you feel like, if it doesn’t
feel right I’ll tell you.”

Jen gritted
her teeth while she thought on the problem.

“Jen do me a
favour and don’t do that,” he grimaced.

“What?” Then
smiled when she caught his meaning, how did he do that, manage to make her
anxiety melt away so easily?

Jen inched
her face closer to his groin and inhaled as she softly kissed his belly button.
When he flinched and then relaxed she stroked a finger tentatively down his
treasure trail.

Using her
gleaned knowledge from too many romance novels and the odd dodgy late night
cable movie, she gingerly took the length of him in her hands and gently
stroked up and down from base to tip, she felt triumphant when Todd expelled
all the air in his lungs.

Such funny
looking things penises Jen thought, watching the veins throb and dipping her
head she followed the pulse with the flat of her tongue. Todd removed her hands
from his cock and placed them around his hips, then he encouraged her to lower
them to his butt where she began squeezing and moulding it in her hands. Her
progress only slightly hampered by the cast on her left hand.

“I just love
your butt cheeks, they are awesome,” he laughed at her and she joined in.

“I know you
do, I’ve caught you looking at them a time or two, that’s why I’ve put your
hands there.”

She nudged
the length of him with her nose and with a little trepidation took the blunt
end into her mouth, gingerly licking the salty fluid from his tip. She let it
sit there a second or two enjoying the weight of it and then she tapped the
underside with her tongue bouncing it gently, before allowing her mouth to
slide down along the length of him.

“Um,” she
moaned softly, her eyes flicked up to gauge Todd’s expression, from the looks
of it she was doing ok.

After a few
tentative glides she was aware she probably needed to take him further down her
throat and didn’t want to spoil things by gagging, so carefully she relaxed her
throat, swallowed and it worked.

Todd gasped
and slid deeper; Jen bathed the length of him with her tongue and then
retreated, sucking firmly until he was free of her mouth. She looked up at him
and spoke softly, “Todd, use your hands on my face, it’s the only way I’m sure
I’m doing it right if you control it, don’t worry about me I want to try this.”

She removed
her good hand from his butt with regret, and then softly cupped the warm weight
of his testicles the way men were supposed to like. With a ferocious grunt Todd
slid back into her mouth, he scooped great handfuls of her hair up and held it
against her jaw, then he thrust back inside her and she sucked down on him as
hard as she could, the sensation was making her delirious.

Todd was groaning
huskily and grinding ever so gently into her face. Her mind flashed back to
their first meeting, her fear and her stupidity and the excitement of him now
controlling his pleasure, with her consent, all sought to drive her senseless.
Then Jen remembered another little trick she’d read, she took one of the
fingers stroking his balls and slid it behind his sac massaging his perineum and
suddenly Todd went wild bucking into her.

“Christ Jen,
I’m going to come soon, you don’t need to swallow, let me out.”

Her answer
was to suck harder and then allow her teeth to gently scrape him, attacking
furiously allowing him no retreat, she squeezed his balls just this side of too
hard, and he yelled at her to look up, as soon as their eyes met, he came in a
violent heated rush.

Jen knew
without a doubt she couldn’t have acted like this for anybody else but him, and
the knowledge allowed her to swallow him down as if she’d been doing it for
years. She was so immensely proud that she had brought him pleasure. She could
feel Todd’s legs trembling and he leant his weight on the screen - leaning his
arms over the top of her head, while trying to get his breath back under
control.

“Holy shit!”

She looked up
into his hazy green eyes and said huskily, “whatever we are Todd I’m scared
shitless, I mean really shitless - but you make me want to try,” she giggled at
herself, “god I can’t believe I just did that!”

She released
him and flopped back hard on her rump; her bottom getting wet from the shower
tray and her pink face lit up with a beatific smile.

“Are we ok
now?” she asked relishing her success, feeling awestruck and all woman as she
looked up at Todd towering over her still panting hard.

“Definitely
ok, but I feel like a heel. I didn’t plan this - I mean for our first time to
be a blow job. I guess I got a bit carried away for a minute but that’s no
excuse, Christ I really am sorry.”

Todd’s hand
reached down to her and pulled her to her feet, and then he retrieved her shirt
and tenderly redressed her before kissing her long soft and deep. She yelped in
surprise as he scooped her up under her bottom. Settling her legs around his
waist, he laid hot languid kisses along her neck and then nipped the skin -
suckling none too gently, purposely marking her for all to see.

“That’s just
so Ben knows not to get his hopes up.”

As his heart
rate settled he hugged Jen close to his chest and said, “You drive me crazy
Jen,” then he gave her a smack on the fanny and dropped her saying, ”now get
out of here so I can shower again, you’re driving me to distraction. Walk back
that way and do it slowly so I can watch your ass and have something to look
forward to later.”

She made to leave
and then turned a little nervously, “Was I ok Todd?”

“Jen I was
the one who wasn’t ok, you were mind blowing. I may need to borrow some of
those books you’ve obviously been reading just so I can keep up.”                                   

Her whole
face lit up again as she gave a cute satisfied chuckle and skipped off swaying
her hips for his benefit.

As she left
and he watched her, Todd’s heart was hammering. It wasn’t ideal there was no
way he’d planned for their first time to be her giving him oral sex, in the
shower of all places, but he’d got carried away and she went along with it with
barely a pause. For their mixed up relationship, it had seemed to work, he’d
given her another dare and she’d gone for it.

He’d
practically been holding his breath when he got naked, waiting to see what her
reaction would be and then when she’d not been able to take her eyes off his
package well he knew he had her, and he couldn’t wait to see what more
surprises she had hidden up her sleeve.

****

When Jen made
it back to the cabins, people had started to slink back for a late lunch; she
wondered if anybody could tell what she’d been up to, she certainly felt
different.

Trust Sean,
“Jen darling you look wonderful today.” He scrutinized her with a cool
professionally trained eye, and his gaze lit on her neck. He gave her a
lascivious wink at the same time nudging Sebastian to look closer, “been making
up have we sweetheart?”

Their blatant
teasing didn’t seem to matter; Jen couldn’t keep the smile off her face.

She headed
into Bernie’s and helped Lily dish up and carry the food out, she was just
sitting down when Todd walked over whistling, his hair still slick from the
shower. He’d changed into shorts but was still bare-chested. Seb started fanning
Sean, who feigned a swoon. Ignoring them, Todd bent and kissed Jen soundly on
the lips and squeezed the back of her neck.

“Oh yeah,”
Jen thought, there was no way everybody here didn’t know something had shifted,
but what the hell?

Lunch passed
in a pleasurable haze, Todd and she sat close together, his hand possessively
on her leg. Almost a greater pleasure was sitting opposite Ben & Lily and
seeing an easy companionship developing between them. Marsh & Bernie at
opposite ends of the table kept sending glances each other’s way, communicating
silently.

When everybody
had given lunch a chance to settle they had a botched attempt at a softball
game, four against four. But given that nobody dared throw the ball with any
speed at Jen, and Sean shrieked every time it came anywhere near him, and that
Todd and Marsh were vastly better than all the rest of them put together the
whole thing soon descended into a farce.

Jen ended up
laughing so hard she had to go lay down because her bones were so sore, before
she knew it the activities of the last 24hrs or so caught up to her and she
fell into a deep sleep.

Back outside
Marshall came to sit by his son, “How’s it going?”

“It’s fine
dad, I think it’s going to be just fine.”

“You look
happy together, the two of you.”

Todd just
smiled; “Well don’t cock it up son I think she’s lovely, you’ve had dubious
taste in the past, beautiful but wimpy types.”