Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 95

"We'll hear her, and you can walk back over there. She's not going to ask what you were doing back here. Probably think you had to go.

This girl has thought of everything, he thought, but does she want me to finish the massage or something else? "Okay, go on, do it."

"You promise you'll finish?"

"Yeah, I promise." He still had his doubts, but he was getting excited.

Jayda turned towards the shed, lifted the front of her dress, leaned back and nothing happened. He stared at her tan thighs, thick brown bush and the fingers grasping her mound. The first burst startled him, then the power of the flow increased and piss was splashing off the wall. He watched without speaking until the last drops fell, then said, "Wow."

"Told you," Jayda sald.

One way or another, Evan planned to wipe that smart-ass expression off her face. "You didn't bring any oil?"

"I got it right here," Jayda said and took a small unlabeled squeeze bottle from her pocket. "I need a good massage, like the one you gave my mother."

If you knew what kind of massage I gave your mother, you wouldn't be saying that. "All right, as you wish."

"I didn't bring anything to lay on, so we'll have to do it standing up."

He loved her choice of words and wanted her naked, soon. "Better take that off," he said.

Jayda handed him the bottle and lifted her dress over her head. He stared like he was seeing her pussy for the first time. His brain took in the details and tried to compare them with what he had seen of Gloria's earller. He looked away from her crotch, and her tits amazed him as much as the first time. Their brown caps covered half of each cone and grew with Jayda's nervousness or excitement. She moved a few feet away from the wet grass and said, "We don't have a lot of time, so start where you left off. She faced the shed and pushed her ass back.

The tiny brain in Evani's pants pulsed with endorphins and dopamine while he considered where he'd left off last time, two inches from her pussy. He got on his knees, and Jayda arched her back, termpting him with more of her butt. He took her balt and sucked a chunk of flesh into his mouth. Her muscles tightened, but she didn't pull away.

'Oops," he said, and poked the purple mark on her right cheek, "better not tan naked in front of your mother." Jayda glanced down at him and said, "I'll try not to."

Her answer didn't confirm his suspicion, but it did spawn more fantasies of Miss Tonya and Jayda getting naked together. It was unlikely, and it would be bizarre if they did, yet it was exciting to think about. He took the cap off the oil and the smell of almonds made him dizzy. "This isn't baby oil."

"I brought massage oil," she said. "I got some from my mom's room. Didn't you use that on her?"

Did she know or was she trying to find out? "I did, I rubbed it all over her."

"Mm, I wish we had two hours and a bed to lay on."

Jeez, if Jayda had seen what he was doing with her mother, that must mean she expected more than a massage.

He squirted some sweet almond sex sauce on his hands, rubbed them together and started on her calves. She moved her feet apart and placed her hands on the wall, above her head. It looked like she was surrendering, giving herself to him.

This wasn't a game of truth or dare; Jayda wanted him to do whatever she let him do. His hands slid to the back of her knees, then up her thighs. He rotated them,

his thumbs slipped across her inner thighs, snapping over her

tendons. She exhaled, and he shoved upward, lifting the round orbs of her ass. Her cheeks parted and he found the only tan line on the girl's body. It ran the length of her ass groove, across the pink bud of her anus, stopping at her pussy.

The angle of her body and the fullness of her cunt made it a big target that would be easy to slide into from behind.

The education Miss Tonya had given him was fresh on his mind, but what would she think if she knew Jayda might be one of "...the young tight ones..."? At least she's probably not a virgin, he hoped and kneaded her ass with his oiled hands. His thumbs swooped down into the valley and grazed her asshole. She groaned when they passed the edge of her pussy lips, but he didn't touch them. He'd make her wait, and get her hot, wet and horny.

Jayda was breathing heavy and moving her pelvis like she wanted more. He wanted to give her more, much more than the massage she asked for. Was it his pride that made him want to get her off better than any of her girlfriends ever had?

He turned her around and chanced a glance up the front of her body. Her nipples were inflamed, bulging from the mounds on her chest. The fear he thought he might see in her eyes wasn't there She was staring with what he assumed to be expectation. He wanted to shove his face in her crotch, but that would be rushing things.