admin

Jon Major has always enjoyed the company of women. In the series Caught! we saw Jon as a college student whose heart was broken repeatedly by girlfriends who were unfaithful. The Major Diaries tells the story of Jon when he's older and wiser - and determined to be with as many beautiful women as possible without risking betrayal. How well does he succeed? Chapter 4 explains the evolution of Jon's relationship with Stephanie. All characters are adults over the age of 18.
That night and all the next day Stephanie thought about the fact that she was in love with Jon, but she was afraid to tell him. She doubted that he felt the same way. If she confessed her feelings, he'd feel pressured to say he loved her, too, and it would just make them both feel bad. So it had to be something she didn't discuss with Jon.
Still, she thought that there might be some other way she could express her feelings. For a long time, Stephanie had heard her girlfriends complain that their boyfriends expected them to give blowjobs, but they were squeamish about eating pussy. Each time she heard this, Stephanie was uncomfortably aware of the fact that Jon repeatedly thrilled her by going down on her, but she had never sucked his cock.
Maybe it was time for that to change. The problem was that Stephanie didn't know how to give a good blowjob. It had to be more complicated than simply licking and sucking on Jon's cock. During her lunch hour she went to the school library and found a private place to sit. She got out her earbuds, took out her cellphone, and went looking for porn videos that showed blowjobs.
Blowjobs aren't exactly complicated, and Stephanie got the basics pretty quickly. She saw that it was important to use one hand to jack the part of his cock that wouldn't fit in her mouth. She saw that her mouth needed to bob up and down, sucking and licking.
Only one part troubled her. What was she supposed to do when Jon finally came? Some of the videos showed women directing their men's cum onto their face. She was willing to do this if that's what Jon wanted, but she suspected he'd prefer it if she sucked his cum down her throat. The porn videos often featured actors encouraging the women to swallow, and that made more sense to Stephanie.
Still, she wasn't sure she could do it. She'd learned from experience that Jon produced a lot of cum. Could she swallow it all? How would it taste?
It was scary.
But Stephanie knew she needed a way to show Jon she loved him. Giving him a first-class blowjob was the best idea she had, so she decided that she'd do whatever it took to make him happy. If that meant she had to swallow a big load of cum, she'd do it.
That's what was on Stephanie's mind as she knocked on Jon's door after school. It made her nervous. She'd never put Jon's cock in her mouth, and she wasn't sure she could give an acceptable blowjob. She knew Jon had been with a lot of women over the years, and she was sure some of them must have given him wonderful blowjobs. The whole idea was intimidating.
"Come in! I'm so glad to see you!" Jon said when he opened the door. He'd been thinking about Stephanie all day. They'd had a particularly exciting lovemaking session the previous day, when Jon introduced her to anal sex. It had gone so well that it made Jon proud of himself for doing such a good job introducing Stephanie to all types of love making. She'd given him her virginity, and since then he'd introduced her to one new pleasure after another. Everything had gone as well as it possibly could, and Jon imagined that Stephanie would be spared the experience so many women had when their first boyfriends didn't know how to satisfy them. She had become a sexy, sensuous woman.
Jon gave her a hug. Stephanie took his hand and wordlessly led him to his bedroom. They could talk later. Making love was more important.
As always, Jon lovingly helped Stephanie out of her clothes, admiring her body when she was finally naked. He laid her down on the bed before removing his own clothes. He remembered that Stephanie had made the effort to go to a clinic and get an IUD so they didn't need condoms anymore. Jon had been with many lovers over the years, and some of them had been a lot more experienced and bolder than Stephanie, but none of them had been more exciting. Jon liked knowing that all of Stephanie's sexual experience had been gained in his bed. It made him feel possessive, proud, and protective.
He laid down next to Stephanie, took her in his arms, and gave her a deep, soulful kiss. She felt his hands caress her everywhere. She was getting wet again. It was tempting to just lay back and let Jon have his way with her, but Stephanie was a woman on a mission.
"Lay on your back for me," she said. Jon didn't understand what she wanted, but there was no reason not to do as she asked. He learned the reason immediately, When Jon rolled on to his back, Stephanie moved down and took his cock in her mouth. As usual, Jon was already hard. Etimesgut Escort She began sucking on his cock and bobbing her head. As soon as she found a rhythm, she wrapped her hand around the part of his cock that didn't fit in her mouth, then squeezed and moved her hand up and down.
Jon was shocked. He'd never asked Stephanie for a blowjob because he imagined that eventually she'd decide to do it on her own. Apparently, today was the day. He was surprised that she seemed so confident and assured, because he knew this was her first time. He ran his hand over the back of her head and moaned with pleasure. "God, you feel good," he told her. "That feels amazing."
Stephanie had been afraid of this moment, but she realized quickly that she was doing a great job. It was easy to figure out how to make Jon's cock feel good. It jerked, then jerked again, and Stephanie realized she was moving too fast. She pulled her mouth off Jon's cock and stopped jerking her hand up and down.
"I hope you like this," she said.
"I love it. Love love love it," Jon said.
Stephanie smiled, wrapped her hand around him again, then slowly sucked just the head of his cock into her mouth. She used her tongue, doing what she imagined would feel good. She realized that she liked the way his cock felt in her mouth. She liked the meaty taste. As usual, Jon had taken a shower before she came over, and Stephanie thought his cock tasted clean and fresh. She had no way of knowing that some men aren't as careful about their hygiene.
It felt so good that Jon began moaning and groaning uncontrollably. He didn't know how long Stephanie planned to continue. Blowjobs make for wonderful foreplay if the woman stops before the man cums. If Stephanie had stopped, Jon would have been inspired to pounce on her delicious body and make love as energetically as possible.
But he realized that Stephanie did not plan to stop. She was either trying to make him cum in her mouth, or she didn't realize how close he was to climaxing.
He decided he needed to tell her. "I'm going to cum," he said, groaning. "You're going to make me cum."
Stephanie removed his cock from her mouth. "Good. Go ahead and cum," she said. She sucked his cock between her lips one last time. She sucked a little harder and jerked his cock a little faster. She wanted him to cum in her mouth, and that's exactly what he did. Stephanie was a bit scared about trying to swallow Jon's cum, so as he began to climax she worked hard to swallow it all. The whole thing was so exciting for Jon that he came, and came, and came. It was hard for Stephanie to keep up, but she managed to swallow every drop.
When it was finally over, she felt triumphant. She'd done it! She'd given Jon a first-class blowjob! His reaction made it seem that he'd loved every second of it.
"Was that alright?" she asked.
"Oh my God, Steph. That wasn't just alright. That was amazing. I swear, you are the sexiest woman alive," Jon said. He pulled her to him and held her.
"I wanted it to be nice," she said.
"It was a lot better than nice," Jon said.
Jon looked at Stephanie. He wanted to make sure that she didn't have any hang-ups about swallowing cum, so he gave her a deep soulful kiss. He knew that she realized that he had to be tasting his own cum in her mouth, and that if he didn't mind it neither should she.
And she didn't mind it. She didn't understand why some of her girlfriends didn't like swallowing cum. There was nothing wrong with the taste. She thought it tasted manly, and that her willingness to swallow let Jon know how much she cared for him.
Jon noticed that the room was beginning to smell like sex. Stephanie was obviously very aroused, and it was his job to give her a big reward for what she'd just done. He gently laid her on her back and went down to eat her pussy. He knew she didn't need any more foreplay, so he just dove right in and began licking and nibbling the way she liked.
She gave out a little yelp when Jon finally sucked her clit between his lips. They both knew it wouldn't take much to make her cum. That blowjob had been more exciting than she'd expected. She knew Jon would like it, but she hadn't realized how much it would arouse her. Feeling him pleasure her the way she loved always gave Stephanie a warm, satisfied feeling. Jon was a great lover, and today she'd given him the kind of attention that made it clear she appreciated him. She was proud of herself.
It didn't take long for Stephanie to cum. Oral sex usually triggered mild orgasms for Stephanie, but not this time. She was so excited before Jon even started going down on her pussy that her climax was explosive. She called out loudly, paused, then called out again. Jon once told her that he liked it when she made noise in bed, so she didn't feel inhibited about expressing how good he made her feel. She felt free to moan, groan, wail and even scream Etlik Escort if it felt good enough. With Jon, it always felt good enough.
After her orgasm subsided, Jon crawled up Stephanie's body and kissed her. The taste of Jon's cum was still in her mouth, and when he kissed her she tasted both of their juices at the same time. It felt very sexy. Jon's cock had recovered, and Stephanie felt it when he lined it up with the entrance to her pussy. She was very wet and loose by this time, so Jon had no trouble sliding inside. Stehanie had loved everything they'd done so far, but she always liked it best when Jon was inside her. Feeling his cock stretching her pussy was the most delicious sensation she'd ever experienced.
They made love slowly and deliberately. They'd both climaxed, so there was no urgency to cum again soon. Stephanie enjoyed feeling the weight of Jon's body on top of her. She ran her hands over his muscular back and moved her hips in response to the pace of each thrust. They both felt it could go on like that forever.
It took the longest time for them both to get excited enough to know they were edging toward another orgasm. Stephanie let Jon set the rhythm of their growing arousal. When they finally came, their orgasms were long, slow and gentle. It was the perfect ending to a very satisfying time in bed.
"Wow," Stephanie said. "You were wonderful, Jon."
"You're the one who was wonderful. You really surprised me there. I wasn't expecting you to do that."
"Yesterday you told me I'm the best thing in your life," Stephanie said. "I can't stop thinking about that. It was a wonderful thing to say. I wanted to find a way to tell you how much you mean to me."
Jon wasn't a mind reader, but he understood what was happening. He realized that Stephanie wanted to tell him she loved him, but she was afraid for very understandable reasons. She wanted him to say it first. It forced him to ask himself what his feelings were.
In many ways, Stephanie was the most wonderful woman Jon had ever known. She was beautiful inside and out. He enjoyed talking with her as much as he enjoyed making love. She was caring. Generous. Thoughtful. She was also fragile, making Jon feel it was important to treat her with gentle kindness.
Jon realized that he was in love with Stephanie.
Every instinct made him want to declare his love right then, but he was sure it was a bad idea. They were lying in bed, naked. If he said he loved her, she might think that what he really meant was that he loved having sex with her.
"I've had feelings for you since the day we met," he said. "Let's get out of bed. I've been thinking about something I want to discuss with you."
Jon gave Stephanie a large gift bag. "I got this for you. I hope you like it," he said. Inside was a green silk robe covered with little red and white birds. It was beautiful.
"I love it," Stephanie said, pulling the robe over her shoulders and tying the belt. The soft silk felt wonderful against her skin. Robes were very practical items for people who spent so much time getting in and out of bed. Jon had a warm white cotton robe he wore at moments like this.
He went to his refrigerator and withdrew two bottles of water. "I think about you all the time, Steph," he told her. "When I wake up, I'm sad that you aren't beside me. I feel the same way when I go to sleep. During the day I wonder what you're doing, and I can't stop thinking about the moment you'll knock on my door," he said.
It was time to tell her the truth. "I love you, Steph. You aren't like anyone I've ever known. I feel drawn to you like a magnet. You are at the center of all my thoughts. It's time I told you what I've felt for a long while."
The words were so unexpected - and so welcome - they made Stephanie swoon. "Oh Jon, I love you too!" she said. "I was afraid to tell you because I didn't think you could love someone like me. I feel like a kid next to you."
"The person I'm looking at right now is not a kid," Jon said. "You are a smart, beautiful, sensuous, caring, generous woman, and you've captured my heart. I am not capable of thinking you're a kid."
Stephanie threw her arms around Jon's neck and laid her head on his shoulder. The idea that Jon loved her - and respected her as an adult - was welcome news, and also unexpected news. She'd assumed her feelings for Jon were stronger than Jon's feelings for her.
"You always say the nicest things," she said.
"I'm glad you think so," Jon said, wondering if Stephanie would feel the same way about what he planned to say next.
"I've been worried about something," Jon said. "I love the fact that you come over here every day after school. But aren't you missing out on after school activities? A smart student like you must be involved in extracurricular programs. Are you skipping important things so you can spend time with me?"
The answer was yes. "I dropped Eve Gelen Escort out of the drama club so I could be with you," she said.
"I'm sorry that happened. I don't want you to miss out on things you value."
"Don't be sorry. I'd been thinking of quitting for a while. I wanted to act in the plays, but the advisor has her favorites, and I'm not one. She wants me to build sets. I suck at that. So good riddance. I'd much rather be with you."
"Are there any extracurriculars you want to do?"
"Actually, soccer starts next month. I love soccer, and the only way I can go to college is if I get a soccer scholarship. I planned to talk about it with you," Stephanie said.
"There's nothing to talk about," Jon said. "I want you to play soccer. I refuse to allow our relationship to mess up other parts of our life. How much time does soccer take?"
"Not that much. We have practice after school once a week, and we play games on Saturdays. Actually, practice ends early enough that I might be able to make it here a little late."
"Can I go to your practices? Can I watch your games?" Jon asked.
"That would be great! Maybe you could give me a ride afterward?"
"I'd love to watch you play. You must be pretty good if you're in line for a soccer scholarship."
"Well, yeah. Not to brag, but I'm the best player on our team. Actually, I'm the best player in the state. That's why the college scouts follow me."
"Really? Wow," Jon said. "Then it's settled. "We'll work together to do whatever we can to support your ambitions about soccer. What else do you want to do?"
"That's it. There's nothing else I care about much. Before I met you, I thought it would be nice to do some of the social things at school. Things like prom. Homecoming. That kind of stuff. But you can't take me to those things. My Mom would go crazy. And I don't want to go with anyone else."
"Why not? There must be a whole crowd of boys who'd love to take you to prom."
Stephanie thought that was a very odd question. "Jon . . . I don't want to date anyone but you. If I went to prom with a boy, he'd probably expect me to kiss him, and I don't want to be touched by anyone but you."
"Look, I understand that. But you need to have a normal high school experience. That involves dating boys. If you don't go to your prom, you'll regret that for the rest of your life. Steph, I don't feel threatened by a bunch of sweaty high school boys. I think our relationship is stronger than that. If some boy wants to kiss you, let him. See if you like it."
"Jon . . . I don't like that idea at all."
"I understand. I don't like it much either. But you are a smart, beautiful, caring woman. You deserve to have the best high school experience possible. If you miss out on important things because of me, you'll regret it, and you might even resent it. Steph, that can't happen. You need to find some nice boy to take you to these things. You need to know I'm fine with that. The fact that I love you means I want what's best for you."
"I don't disagree with anything you say, but I still don't like the idea."
Jon saw turmoil in Stephanie's face. He was asking a lot of an 18-year-old girl in love. But it was important.
"Steph, there's something I don't like to talk about, but it needs to be said. I hate that I can't take you out on dates. We both know it would turn your life upside down if your mother found out about our relationship. So we meet in the afternoons, and that has been wonderful, but the day doesn't go by that I don't wish I could take you to some concert, or some restaurant, or some play. It sucks.
"But I'm not going to avoid these places. I won't always be in college, so I want to enjoy this time in my life. I'm sure you already know that I go out to these events with girls I meet in school. I don't love them, and they don't love me, but we enjoy each other's company, and we have a good time together. It's not ideal, but since I can't go to these places with you, it's the best we can do."
"I know about that," Stephanie said. "And I know those girls want a lot more than a kiss from you."
Jon hugged Stephanie tighter. "I've been navigating the world of dating a lot longer than you, Steph," he said. "This is what it means to be an adult. I wish you were with me all the time. I wish you lived with me. But we can't get what we really want, so we have to do the best we can. I'll tell you this: I will be damned if you miss your prom, or homecoming, or all that other stuff because of me. That is not acceptable. Since I can't go, you have to find some nice boy to take you to these things."
Stephanie was quiet for a long time. "I still don't like thinking about that."
"Then think about this," Jon said. "The only reason we're having this conversation is that we love each other. We. Love. Each. Other. None of this would matter if we didn't care so much. Love isn't for wimps. We've got to make some hard choices. And this won't be the last one."
Jon felt that Stephanie couldn't take much more talk about this subject. "Let's table this discussion for now," he said. "We'll think about it, and talk more later. For right now all we have to do is plan on me watching you play soccer. I'm looking forward to that."
"I am too!" Stephanie said.