Soon, June got me near my limit again. I decided that we were in the end game, and I gave June what her crotch demanded for so long. I licked, sucked, and teased her clitoris. At the same time, June did something similar on her end, and was once again very deep. Her tongue was once again licking my balls, and just as I started to spasm, I felt the same coming from her crotch.
June was now taking me shallow, allowing me to pump into her mouth. She adjusted her suction expertly in time with my spurts, working with my cock to achieve a very powerful orgasm.
At the same time, June was moaning as her own orgasm washed over her. Her crotch was grinding into my face and I continued teasing her clit again and again, trying to extend her orgasm for as long as it could possibly last. My face was soaked as she squirted her arousal.
My orgasm finished first, of course. I continued to lick June’s slit, and added an index finger to probe into her hole very gently.
After a few moments, June’s orgasm started to fade. I tried extra licking to see if I could get her to start up again, but she moved her crotch away in another universal female communication that meant that she didn’t want that.
June moved off me, and moved over to me and kissed me. My semen was still in her mouth, and June seemed genuinely surprised as I accepted it from her mouth.
Once her mouth was clean, June started to lap at my face, licking her fluids, apparently having decided that she liked the taste, or perhaps just the “nastiness” of doing so.
The two of us cuddled together, both of us totally spent.
“You really like that?” June said.
“As I said, Kristen and others taught me to like it.”
“I think that Archy might think it would make him seem… well… you know…”
I shrugged. “If it’s good enough for you to take in your mouth, then it should be good enough for me. It’s not as if it will make me pregnant, but I will have to tell you that I can’t lick you any more.”
“I’m on the pill,” June said.
“Oh?”
“I’m a virgin, but I’m not stupid. One slip and then, good bye to the life I want. Too many girls like me get pregnant too early. Not me, mother fucker!”
I laughed. “You are a very smart and wonderful woman, June. I actually envy Archy, although I would never trade anybody for Kristen.”
“You are talented as well. Archy never… well… he’s not that… you know…”
From the way June was talking, it was clear that she didn’t think Archy was as talented as I was. “Um, thank you, June, I think.”
“You were… fantastic! I actually saw stars during that last one!”
“You are quite talented yourself, June.”
“Maybe you could teach Archy…”
I shook my head. “The best way to destroy a friendship is to insinuate to a guy that you can teach him how to satisfy a woman. Such things are personal, June, and guys just don’t go there. What would you think if Archy asked Kristen to teach you how to give a blow job?”
“Oh,” June said, disappointed.
“I didn’t say I couldn’t help, though.”
“Oh?”
“Camille and Lynette are here this weekend. Both of them are very talented, with boys and with girls. Neither one has your oral talents, but they can easily teach Archy the basics of loving a girl. They may even get off on helping him!”
June looked at me as if I was crazy, but then realized that I came up with a great solution. “You know, it’s crazy, but it might work!”
“I was thinking of asking the same from you, you know.”
“Huh?”
“Kristen never took me that deep before.”
“Oh,” June looked thoughtful.
“However, I don’t want you to teach her anything. I want to have memories that I can associate only with you. There will be your face, your breasts with the chocolate kisses with light pink tips, your wonderful pussy, and the deepest blow job of my life.”
June laughed. “You are a real romantic, Jim. I can see why Kristen has that look in her eyes whenever she thinks you’re not looking.”
“Huh?”
“Kristen has this look that everybody calls her ‘puppy dog look’ when she thinks about you. She’s got it bad for you, even more than Sherry. You know, when the two of you first started going together, people were gossiping. They said you were blackmailing her. Some even said that you were paying her, which doesn’t make any sense at all, since she has so much money. They said all sorts of weird things. Then the other stories started. You set up a recording session just for her. She was no longer the ice queen with a group of bitches surrounding her. She became human, and it was obvious that she’s in love with you.”
“I used to think bad things about Kristen, too,” I admitted.
“That girl is head over heels in love with you—much more so than Sherry Jordan. This weekend was a shock to me, when she didn’t mind you kissing Camille when she was nude… she even joined in. She didn’t mind you kissing all the girls in the hot tub last night. She’s a much different person than anybody suspected. She’s a warm, loving, compassionate person who loves one of the most strange and wonderful boys in school.”
“I’m not the most…”
“Humble, too,” June continued. “You barely knew Archy, but you had no hesitation asking for help when a few of the cheerleaders were attacked. I’m still not sure what happened, as the girls are quite embarrassed and refuse to say, but all of them say that the two of you fixed the situation. Everybody has an ‘Oogie Story,’ Jim. I do, too! You asked Archy into the jazz band, and when you found he couldn’t read music, you didn’t throw him out. You helped him. Cammy told me that you were supposed to go somewhere that weekend, but you changed your plans immediately just like that.” June snapped her fingers to emphasize her point. “Do you know, if anybody says anything negative about you, Archy would probably rip the guy’s arms off?”
I shuddered at the image that June was painting.
“Just like you won’t give up Kristen, I won’t give up Archy,” June said. “Still, I think that this afternoon is a special memory for me. My next ‘Oogie Story,’ about how I had multiple orgasms for the first time in my life, while Archy made love with the one girl that you love more than anybody else in the world. The two of you are so giving of love, affection, sex… you name it!”
“I’m not that good, June. I’m just a regular guy.”
“A regular guy that can turn a commercial jingle into an improvisational jazz piece? A regular guy that has scores of girls in the school scheming about how to get you to maybe kiss them?”
I shook my head. “I know that Patty…”
“A regular guy that, in tenth grade, is still the most popular guy in the school?”
I sighed. This Jim Crittenhouse fan club was starting to get out of hand. It was one thing hearing this from Patty, who may have been a bit biased. I just didn’t believe June. “No, June…”
“A regular guy that is the only person in the whole fucking world that could possibly have had me give up my virginity before I married?”
It took a couple of moments for June’s words to sink in. This one was a shocker! “Huh?”
“I talked with Archy before we went to your room, Jim,” June said, her eyes quite serious. “I told him that I really wanted you, and that I was seriously considering offering you my virginity if you wanted it.”
“What? That’s impossible!”