Hidden From Life Chapter 14

Hidden From Life
Chapter 14

Julie’s face was still turned to him, and it was now streaked with sweat from her energetic coupling, and to his eyes, she’d never looked sexier as she wore a wanton expression. She was still trembling as her body came down somewhat from her orgasmic high, and the fact that John’s finger had never stopped stroking her kept her on edge. Finally unable to maintain her position, Julie’s upper half sank until her face rested on the mattress.

Only then did he stop moving his finger, and in fact, he now took her waspish waist with both hands and started to thrust again. His thighs collided with her supple butt with each stroke, and he again marveled at how her pretty pussy squeezed his shaft like a glove. By now, her upper thighs, as well as his loins, were covered by her juices, which still flowed from her like a spring.

Catching him by surprise, Julie extended her long arm back between her legs and lifted it so her warm hand could take hold of John’s balls. That was the final straw, and with a gasp, he buried himself to his full length as he felt his shaft swell from the approaching climax.

“Uuuhnn, damn Julie, you’re making me cum again,” he gasped out as the first jet of cum shot out like a rocket into her waiting pussy.

Since he had cum only a short while earlier, his discharge was less plentiful than before, but with Julie’s soft hand encasing his trembling testicles, it felt more pleasurable to him as each spurt erupted. She rubbed them gently, feeling their contractions as he fired deep inside her. They were both at their physical limit and needed to catch a breather, and Julie released his balls as her lower body slid now down onto the mattress as well.

When that happened, John’s softening cock popped free as the remaining sperm oozed out his pee hole. With an effort, he managed to sprawl on the bed next to her, at which time he rolled onto his back, gasping for breath. Julie could roll onto her side with her body against his, after which she rested her head on his chest. His hand stroked her hair slowly as their breathing resumed a normal rhythm.

They fell asleep like that, their bodies exhausted from their energetic lovemaking, and the stress that had occurred earlier in the day added to that. Julie was the first to awaken when she discovered Emily had made herself comfortable between her and John’s legs. She was afraid to move, fearing that this was nothing but a ghost, and if she did anything, it would disappear.

However, as she lay there, Emily shifted into a ball, tickling Julie’s skin with her fur. At the same time, she heard John's steady heartbeat as her head rested on him. Shyly, she reached down, and her fingers encircled his flaccid member, which sent a thrill through her. Not long ago, it was so much bigger and more complex than now, and it had delivered pleasure Julie had never experienced before. Her fingers stroked it slowly, but she quickly released it when it stiffened and grew.

John groaned in his sleep, and she felt him stirring next to her. Suddenly, his eyes opened as she looked at him, and a smile overtook him. His hand reached out, cupping her chin and tilting her face and hair.

“Hey, gorgeous. How are you doing?”

“Since this isn’t a dream, I’m doing wonderful,” she told him, “But what about you?”

“I feel great, maybe a little hungry. Hey, I have an idea, Julie: Why don’t we order some pizza so we don’t have to go anywhere tonight?”

“That sounds wonderful, Johnny if you don’t have somewhere else to go,” she replied quietly.

“Nah, I can just call my Dad to make sure he’s okay,” he answered before the meaning of her comment registered in his brain. “Understand this, Julie. There is no place I’d rather be than where I am, next to you. For too many years, I thought I’d never get this chance, and there is no way I will mess it up, okay?”

As he said this, he stared deeply into her eyes and saw a flicker of doubt, but it was overwhelmed by a wave of hope. She smiled at him sweetly.

“Okay, I want to believe you, Johnny; no one has ever said that to me. But going to isn’t proper English.”

“No, it's not Miss Jones, and I don’t care so that you can correct me to eternity. Nothing would make me happier, but I’m afraid I have to use the bathroom right now.”

After saying that, he disentangled his body from hers and managed to get to his feet, and Julie followed suit. The two looked down at her twin mattress, sitting on the floor with the headboard resting at a crazy angle against the wall.

“Wow, we sure did a number on your bed, Julie.”

“Well, fate is telling me to get a new bed.”

“Yeah, and I’d say a bigger and stronger bed if it's going to withstand what we’ll put it through.”

“Oohh, I plan on holding you to that promise, Johnny,” she said as she took her robe from the hook on the back of her door.

“Hold on a minute, Missy. Just what do you think you’re doing?” he said, pulling the robe from her and re-hanging it.

“I was going to put my robe on…”

“No, I forbid it, Julie. I want to feast my eyes on you as you are.”

“But I’m naked,” she protested weakly.

“Precisely, and that’s how I want you,” he said with a leer.

“Okay, if you want me to.”

She followed him into the bathroom, where she greatly surprised him by standing behind him and then reached around and took hold of his soft member.

“What are you doing?” he asked, puzzled by her actions.

“I’m going to help you pee, silly,” she told him as she had thought it would be fun to hold him as he went.

“All right, but make sure you aim it well, or there will be a mess.”

“Yes, sir, I’ll do my best,” Julie said before giggling.

When the yellow stream started, she was temporarily caught off guard, but she quickly adjusted and, for the first time, managed to do a good job, only allowing his initial flow to miss. When it stopped, she shook it a few times like she knew men did in movies, after which she daintily washed her hands.

When the deliveryman came, John brought his pants downstairs to pull them on quickly. Once they were sitting in the kitchen to eat, Julie insisted that he remove them so they were equal, to which he had no problem. He finished eating first, and once he did, he rose from the table.

“Now it's time for dessert,” he told her before crouching beside her.

“Wait!” she cried, but it was too late. He had spun her chair, allowing him access to her sweetest treat.

He pried her legs apart and ignored her protests to stop but instead ran his tongue from her clit down until he reached the wood of the chair and then back again. John slid his hands under her and pulled her forward and upward. With a hand on each cheek, John lifted her pelvis off the chair, then licked Julie starting at her puckered back hole, and went across her perineum before running the length of her wet slit and ending at her erect little clit.

“Oh my goodness, Johnny, what are you doing to me?” she gasped.

“I would think it's pretty obvious, and the best part is there are no calories,” he said right before pushing his tongue in her and wriggling it around.

“Oh stop, wait, oh damn!” Julie cried out, but John ignored her plea and continued working his tongue as intensely as possible. His lips pressed to hers, and his nose rubbed against her clit while he moved his head from side to side, stimulating her further. Julie rested her legs across his broad shoulders as John relentlessly ate her pink pussy. He desired to bury himself in her, but he loved what he was doing, and Julie tasted divine.

He persevered until she was again dripping, and when a finger of his found her butt hole and tickled it lightly, Julie could take no more. Her fingers grabbed his hair, and she pushed her pelvis hard against his face as her body shook from the throes of passion. When her tremors ceased, he pulled his face from her and winked before standing.


When he did, she couldn’t help but notice that his erection jutted out proudly, and it swayed slightly as he moved his body. Taking her by the hand, John helped Julie to stand, and once she did, he lifted and sat her at the edge of the kitchen table. She looked at him quizzically, and he smiled in return. John stood right before her, took her legs, and raised them in the air while also spreading them wide, allowing himself unfettered access.

“Wait, you want to, here, on the kitchen table?”

“I want to go everywhere with you, Julie.”

He said this as he pushed his stiff prick to her wet hole’s entrance, where he rubbed his head to lubricate it further, then, without pausing, slid his entire length in. His arms cradled her bent legs as he pulled back, only to slam it in her, much harder this time. Her hands gripped the edge of the table for support as John pumped her as hard as he was able to. John built up a rapid, steady rhythm that made Julie feel great, but something was happening to her, a feeling she couldn’t explain and had never experienced before.

He jammed her with several short upward thrusts, and she let out a shriek as she felt her internal floodgates open and a deluge of nectar stream from her. John pulled out as a gush of clear fluid squirted from her and landed on the table and floor below. When it stopped, he again pushed his erection back inside and resumed the same motion. It didn’t take long before she felt it happening again.

“Johnny, whatever you’re doing to me, it's happening again,” she managed to gasp out before the feeling of squirting again overcame her.

This time, he grunted but continued to pound her pinkness for all he was worth. He felt the fluid seep past his intruding cock but didn’t pause as he felt his orgasm barreling closer. With a final thrust, John’s member swelled as the familiar feeling overtook him. Julie saw him close his eyes and shudder, and the next thing she knew, his cum was filling her up. When it stopped shooting, his eyes opened, and he smiled.

“Damn, Julie, I can’t get enough of you.”

She felt her face redden after his declaration, and for a moment, she couldn’t meet his eyes when he moved a hand from her leg and stroked her cheek gently.

“Hey, a penny for your thoughts, gorgeous.”

“I’m not gorgeous, but if you want to think so, okay. I wondered what I did to be so lucky, Johnny, that’s all.”

“I was thinking the same thing, gorgeous.”

She wrapped her hands around his neck and brought her lips to his, and for a while, that was the extent of their universe.

The sound of stealthy movement awakened him, and when he opened his eyes, John saw Julie creeping toward the door dressed in her bathrobe.

“Hey, where are you going?” he called out.

“I’m sorry I woke you, John; I was heading to the shower to get ready for church.”

He kicked the covers off and stood naked as the day he was born and followed after her from her mother’s full-size bed and into the hall.



To be continued