Moans from the tent chapter 1 part 5 of 5

Moans from the tent chapter 1 part 5 of 5

"Yes." JP went red in the torchlight.

"Every time?"

"Yes."

"Do you not use the pill?"

"I still live at home. It wouldn't be easy."

"So where do you, you know, usually...have sex?"

"I don't know. In the car. Or if someone isn't home," she said easily. It was unusual for JP to be so at ease talking about sex with anyone, let alone a boy. But there was something about Jeff that relaxed her.

"He's good at it?"

"I don't know. I guess."

"Are you good at it?"

"Probably not! What about you?"

"What about me?"

"What sort of sex do you two have?"

"Well...if you want me to admit something...I really like doing it when she is in the uniform."

It was JP's turn to laugh, her breasts bobbing sensually.

"Actually, your breasts remind me of the effect I have on women," Jeff interrupted.

"Oh really? What effect?"

"My ass."

"Your ass?" JP laughed again.

"It's true. I couldn't work at a bar, either. Women would keep pinching my ass, grope it, fight over it."

"It's that good, huh?"

"That's good."

"Okay," she said pointing.

"What?"

"Let's see it."

"See it?"

"Hey, look at me," JP pointed out, naked to the waist. "Let's see your ass."

"You really want?"

"Come on."
Jeff lay face down and pulled on his boxers, awkwardly sweeping them down and off his ankles. His boner pushed against Maggie's sleeping bag as JP took the torch from him "to observe".

"I don't know Jeff, I'm not sure it's that good," JP said in as much of a professional and dry voice as she could muster.

"You've got the wrong angle," he protested. "You've got to look from below more."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah."

JP got right out of her bag and shuffled down to the foot of the mattress.

"Hmmm. Okay, but..."

"But what?"

"A bit chubby?"

"Chubby? No way! It's a nice butt!"

JP giggled at him, playing around. She reached out and squeezed it.

"Chubby."

"Whoa," Jeff jumped. "You told me no touching."

"I can touch if I want, just not you. You got a problem with that?"

"No," he said meekly as the squeezing became fondling.

"Interesting to see a different one?" he asked.

"Maybe," JP admitted. She touched all over his backside. It was smoother than Phillips and somehow less dangerous. If she touched Phillip like this he would roll her to her back and fuck her in a second. He'd never just lay there and let her play, explore.

Jeff almost jumped to the tent roof as he felt a hand squeeze between his thighs and grip his balls.

"Holy shit."

"Does it hurt?" she asked, loosening her grip slightly.

"Not at all!"

"You like it?"

"I like. I like it!"

JP grinned at her own daring. She gripped and squeezed and played with his balls, the first time to really check out a guy like that. "I don't know why, but I feel safe right now."

"You are safe."

"Do you mind? It's not really fair for me to touch and not let you touch."

To be continued