Cuddles (Part #2)

This is the continuation of an earlier story titled "Cuddles".

Author's note: This is a follow-up story to “Cuddles”—this time with the emphasis being on the other sister, Jocelyn. For a change of pace, this story uses third-person narration. In case you are unfamiliar with the original story, here’s a brief summary. (I suspect you’d enjoy reading the whole thing, so look for it.)

A 38-year-old private tutor named Patrick Everingham was surprised to learn that one of two sisters he regularly taught, Pearl, possessed an unusually high sex drive. Based on an expert’s advice, Pearl’s parents accommodated her desires—for what the girl cutely referred to as “cuddles”—by letting her have supervised sexual activity whenever her urges overtook her. Usually, it was with a willing neighbor named Chris who was allowed to do anything with Pearl short of intercourse. One night, when Chris was unavailable to service her, Pearl requested her tutor take Chris’ place in her active sex life! He did, but not without making Pearl’s older sister, Jocelyn, extremely jealous and resentful. At one point, Jocelyn disrobed and tried to join in on her sister’s fun unannounced. Jocelyn was angrily shooed away by her mother, but not before complaining that she too had similar desires to be “cuddled”! When the tutor suggested he could return the next night to “service” Jocelyn, he noticed her mother didn’t say "no" outright. She merely told her oldest daughter, “We’ll see.”

Part One

Jocelyn, upset and disappointed, sulked in her bedroom as her tutor and her sister got dressed after completing their carnal business. She opened the door just an inch or so and noticed that her tutor, Patrick, wasn’t quite done with sexually pleasing her younger sister, Pearl. Patrick was busily groping and fondling her passionately, rubbing her pussy through her track pants. “I’d better stop before I can’t control myself,” he said to the girl’s mother. Jocelyn heard her mother ask the Patrick if he wanted to take a cleansing bath before he departed for the night. Jocelyn couldn’t repress her thoughts any longer. She opened the door further and comically shouted, “Can I get in the bathtub with him, mom?”

Her mother tried to remain angry with her first daughter but failed. She loudly laughed at Jocelyn’s amusing question. Jocelyn wasn’t trying to be funny, however—she was absolutely serious. Patrick looked at the mother and shrugged his shoulders as if to say, “What do you think?”

After a few moments of awkward silence, the mother said. “Okay, Jocelyn. Until now, I’d never considered the effect these cuddling sessions of Pearl’s had on you. You’re mature now...and you obviously have womanly desires. Your tutor, Patrick, is a great guy. If he’s good enough for Pearl, he must be good enough for you, too. If you two want to be intimate with each other, I won’t stop you.”

Patrick smiled at the praise and cheerfully said, “That’s fine by me. What time tomorrow do you want me here?” Jocelyn immediately bolted from her room, still not completely dressed, and joyfully embraced him. She subtly ran her right hand across his crotch and gave his dick a loving squeeze as a sign of what was to come in about 24 hours.

“I think a bath for two is a great idea,” he said. “I’ll see you tomorrow night at 8 o’clock, Jocelyn, honey.” Jocelyn grinned broadly, which pleased him. “Hey, I suppose we can practice a bit right now, if you like!”

Pearl got the message, hopped off her tutor’s lap, and let her half-dressed sister have access to Patrick. Jocelyn merrily climbed aboard for a few minutes of kissing and caressing.

The mother nodded and said to Patrick, “It looks like you are a popular fellow around here.” He did not acknowledge the remark as he was too busy smooching with the elder of the two girls.

“This is wonderful, Jocelyn,” Patrick noted, “But let’s not go too far now. I need to recuperate after making love to your sister. Let’s stop until 8 p.m. tomorrow, okay?”

Jocelyn reluctantly agreed. She also began to count the minutes.

Part Two

The next evening, Patrick arrived at the apartment at about 7:50. He wanted to be there a few minutes early to hand out some gifts to the two delightfully promiscuous girls. He had bought them both large bars of Swiss chocolate as a treat—and he brought Jocelyn a second, very special present: a bouquet of mixed flowers. It was accompanied by a hand-written card that lovingly read, “These flowers are for my very beautiful and sexy bathtub date tonight.” Jocelyn, unaccustomed to such flattery, luxuries, and attention being lavished on her, had tears in her eyes. Patrick noticed, smiled warmly at the girl, and hugged her warmly. Jocelyn was not at all anxious for the embrace to end. It culminated with a romantic kiss.

Apart from a sexy encounter in the family bathtub with a horny and affectionate female, Patrick was not at all certain how the evening would play out. His romp with Pearl the day before had come with strict protocols attached. There was to be no actual sexual intercourse; Pearl’s mother would be present at all times to make sure that rule was enforced. Moreover, Patrick had endured Jocelyn and her watchful mother as an audience while he performed his sexual feat—which had been a little bit awkward for him. Would this same level of scrutiny be repeated tonight in the tight confines of the bathroom?

“I’ll draw a bath for you two,” the mother said, being more than helpful in the seduction of her oldest girl. “I’ll put some of this fragrant bath oil in the water, too.”

“Sounds good to me!” Partick exclaimed. “Yeah, me too!” agreed Jocelyn.

Jocelyn enthusiastically added this tidbit of information, “This will be a new experience for me. The only person I’ve ever had a bath with is Pearl—and that was many years ago.”

Her mother laughed. “I suspect this will be quite a bit different than bathing with your little sister,” she noted. Patrick chuckled and said, “I certainly hope so. I am here to please you, Jocelyn. I hope I succeed.”

Unlike Jocelyn, the tutor did have some experience in bathing with someone of the opposite sex. Once, in the distant past he had sweet-talked a cute neighbor girl named Carmen into having a cool bubble bath with him on a hot July day. He vividly recalled caressing the giggling girl’s private parts with a soapy sponge and a washcloth while sporting the first erection of his young life. The girl balked when he tried to gently go too far, but he still fondly remembered the erotic experience as a milestone from yesteryear. It had been the first true sexual experience of his life—and a very enjoyable one, too, all things considered.

When the bathtub was about two-thirds full, the mother shut off the faucet. She asked Jocelyn and Patrick if the temperature was suitable for them. Both dipped their hands in and agreed it was fine. (Such was their eagerness to begin their sensual bath that the water could have been either boiling or freezing and neither participant would have cared.) To Patrick’s surprise, no restrictive rules from mom were forthcoming—and no spectators would be present. “Enjoy yourselves!” she cheerfully said and shut the door behind her as she departed. Jocelyn seemed equally surprised that there were absolutely no dos and don’ts spelled out for the evening’s sexual activity. Both she and her tutor took Mom’s lack of rules to mean that anything they wanted to do—including fucking—was completely okay with her.

Jocelyn smiled at her beloved Patrick and emitted a girlish giggle and a slightly naughty smile. Without further ado she took off the tight, white t-shirt with the Adidas logo that she was wearing and flung it casually to the tile floor. She hadn’t bothered to wear a bra. Patrick reciprocated by quickly peeling off his bright blue t-shirt with thin red stripes and tossing it on top of Jocelyn’s discarded garment. Jocelyn, considerably shorter than Patrick, responded by placing her head lovingly against his chest and started to caress his back affectionately. The tutor was already seriously turned on by this sexually aggressive, topless, female lovingly clinging to him—and they had barely begun to have fun together.

It was the second time Patrick had seen and felt Jocelyn’s torso, but this was the first time he really had a chance to scrutinize it. He liked what he saw! Jocelyn had small but pointy boobs with large areolas. Her nipples were already erect. Patrick cupped both of them and fondled them gently. “I love your breasts, Jocelyn, honey,” he told her with complete sincerity. “They are unbelievably sexy and desirable. Seriously, I want to play with them, suck on them, and fuck them all night long.”

“Please do!” oozed Jocelyn, who, after just a couple of sexually liberating minutes, was already having the time of her young life with a gentleman lover much older than she was. Patrick complied, bending down slightly and putting his face between her sprouting young tits. He licked and sucked them for five minutes, pulling on until her nipples with his lips until they became aroused and rock hard.

“We’d better get into the bathtub now while the water is still warm,” cooed a contented Jocelyn.

"An excellent suggestion,” agreed Patrick, who quickly took off his trousers, socks and underwear. He made a point of pausing to proudly show Jocelyn his erect dick before getting into the water. He pointed at his crotch. “My friend is here to pleasure you,” Patrick informed her with a grin.

“Oh, yes,” she said. “And this body part is here to pleasure you!” She dropped her slightly-too-small, sky-blue panties to the floor and spread her pussy lips to Patrick just in case he didn’t get the general idea of what she meant. She need not have worried; he certainly did!

The typical bathtub one finds in an apartment is not made for two grownups to share, but an adult male and his smaller lover can fit nicely into the tight confines. Patrick was exactly six feet tall and basically occupied the length of the tub. This meant Jocelyn would have to face her excited lover and straddle him with her legs—which was not a bad thing at all. The end result was that Jocelyn was in a sitting position with her pussy inches away from Patrick’s erect and inviting phallus. “God, this is sexy!” he happily declared. “I bet there are a few guys who would love to be in this bathtub with you right now, Jocelyn!” The compliment made her grin. Patrick felt compelled to continue playing with Jocelyn’s lovely young titties. Meanwhile, Jocelyn happily reached in front of her with both hands and began stimulating his penis which seemed to rapidly grow another inch skyward. “Those fellows wouldn’t have a dick like mine though,” Patrick confidently informed her. Indeed, he possessed a weapon that was slightly larger than average for an adult male.

Feeling quite giddy about the whole situation, Patrick playfully asked, “Jocelyn, my dear girl, do you like my dick better than Chris’ dick?”

“I’ve only seen his dick from a distance,” Jocelyn reminded him with a playful scowl. “I’ve never come close to touching it. Lucky Pearl has all the fun with it.”

The tutor smiled broadly and said lovingly to her, “Pearl’s not touching this one—at least tonight. It’s all yours. You get to be the lucky one tonight, Jocelyn.” Patrick lowered his voice to a sexy whisper and added, “I want to fuck your beautiful pussy. I bet it’s as tight as a drum!”

“I thought you wanted to fuck my titties first,” Jocelyn said.

“All in good time, honey. All in good time. At the moment, your pussy is summoning my dick—and duty calls. Here we go.” At which point Patrick gently lifted his lover slightly out of the bath water and set her down a few inches from where she had been. Jocelyn was quickly impaled on his adult-size, super-stiff erection.

The sensation of suddenly having a mature man’s solid dick inside her was something new for Jocelyn. It was strange but thoroughly enjoyable. “Ride my dick, sweetheart,” Patrick instructed her. He put his hands on her waist and slowly lifted her up and down on his long, thick shaft, making sure the head of his penis never left her delightful goody box. Jocelyn was reduced to panting and moaning. “Ah...ah...ah!” was the only sound coming from her lips.

Patrick was much the same, except his grunts were deeper, manly ones. He hadn’t intended to come so quickly, but when the tight pussy of a sexy lover surrounds one’s erect dick, an ejaculation is inevitable. Unlike the previous night before where he had painted a cum shot across Pearl’s tiny chest, this time Patrick fired a load where nature intended, filling Jocelyn’s cute vagina with gobs of his steamy, white cum. It was a terrific sensation for him. He loudly moaned with glee.

“Did you come inside me?” Jocelyn asked him.

“Yes, I did, Jocelyn, ” he said while panting. “And it felt wonderful. It was a great—one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had.” For a moment, it crossed Patrick’s mind that his petite lover might be upset with him for dumping a load of his thick semen inside her. He was completely mistaken about that.

“Oh, please do it again!” Jocelyn implored him. “That’s why you are here. We’ve got all night.”

“Hey, I’ll do my best for an old guy, my dear. This fucking is fun for me too. The last thing I want to do is stop.”

The lovers spent the next 50 minutes in the bathtub, feeling, rubbing, caressing, massaging, fondling, sucking, and fucking each other with passionate gusto. At some point they both agreed that the best sexual position for them in the bathtub was the reverse cowgirl. By employing it, Patrick was propped up in a relaxed position and he had twice the fun fondling Jocelyn’s lovely tits while fucking her marvelous pussy. Jocelyn responded with the first orgasm she’d ever had in her life. It was a substantial one, too! “I don’t ever want to stop having sex with you!” she gushed with delight.

The two bathtub occupants shared a long, romantic kiss, after which Patrick declared, “I think my dick was made to be put inside your pussy, Jocelyn. Don’t you agree? We must do this again sometime very soon.”

“You are right about that...so right about that,” she concurred.

After about an hour had elapsed, there was a loud knock on the bathroom door that slightly startled both of them. It was Jocelyn’s mother. “I hate to interrupt you two love birds, ” she declared, “but Pearl needs to use the toilet. Can she come in? She won’t bother you.”

The two bathtub occupants both laughed at the silly situation. In a small apartment with just one bathroom and bathtub, this was a scenario that everyone should have foreseen as likely, but completely forgot about. Jocelyn said with a devious tone in her voice, “Sure. Send her in. I want to show her something.” Patrick withdrew his penis from Jocelyn’s vagina for the time being.

Pearl sheepishly walked in on the two naked lovers. She pulled down her shorts and panties, sat on the toilet, and urinated—an act which Patrick found oddly erotic. “What do you want to show me, Jocelyn?” Pearl innocently asked.

“This!” Jocelyn immediately returned to her favorite reverse-cowgirl position and started riding her Patrick’s dick with great enthusiasm. “Look, Pearl! I get to fuck him—and you don’t! His dick feels great inside me. It’s the best feeling I’ve ever had in my life when he shoots his cum in me. I don’t want it to end. I absolutely love it!”

While Patrick laughed heartily at Jocelyn’s heartfelt testimonial to his penis, Pearl made a sour face and quietly finished her business. Before she left the bathroom, Patrick stopped her. “Pearl, ” he said, “come here for a moment, please.”

Pearl gingerly moved forward toward the side of the tub having no idea what to expect. Without saying a word, Patrick lifted up her pink t-shirt with his wet hands and lovingly fondled her breasts—exactly in the manner as he had done the night before—for several seconds. Then he put his right hand inside her white panties and fingered her pussy for just a moment. “For old-times’ sake!” Patrick explained with a gentle snicker. Enjoying the surprise, Pearl emitted a soft, “Ooh!”

Jocelyn flung a handful of soap bubbles at him in mock anger. “Hey! I thought tonight was supposed to be all about me and my cuddles!” she stated before breaking into a cute little giggle. Then, in a moment of frankness, she said to him, “I can’t honestly complain, though. I really think I got the best of the bargain—your wonderful, sexy, hard dick. Keep fucking me with it, please, Patrick. It’s beautiful.” Indeed, the bath water had long turned cold by the time the twosome’s screwing had subsided.

“Next time let’s fuck in my bedroom,” Jocelyn happily suggested when they exited the tub.

“Yes,” Patrick replied with a contented and loving smile. “There will be a next time. Absolutely there will be a next time. I can hardly wait. Jocelyn, you are a wonderful sex partner.”