CHAPTER 22

Jasmin and I decided to drive into the other town early Friday evening just to get an idea where everything was and to look around. We had dinner at a local restaurant, then drove around the town for a while. About eight thirty we headed back home, both of us finalizing our plans for the big event. We were only a few minutes from town when Jasmin spoke up quietly, her voice cracking.

"Hey…. We are almost at the lake….You want to….. Um, stop and talk… or something.", she stammered.

I looked over at her, she was looking down into her lap, wringing her hands out as she spoke. I could sense she was somewhat embarrassed to have brought up the subject. I reached over and took her hand in mine.

"Jazzy, you don't have to do anything that makes you feel uncomfortable. I am fine with things the way they are, really.", I replied.

"No, I know that Brian. I mean I really want to spend some time alone, if that's ok with you.", she responded.

"Sure, but we can leave anytime you want to, just say the word.", I promised her.

The area by the lake was off the main highway into town. You had to take a small dirt road about a mile back into a wooded area that opened on the water's edge. It had long been the local make out spot for the entire school, although I had never really been there myself. I made my way slowly down the road and we soon arrived at the lake. There was only one car there, it was parked on the other side of the water, several hundred yards away, so we had complete privacy. I parked the truck and turned off the lights, reached down and pushed the bench seat as far back as it could go. For close to twenty minutes we just talked about the upcoming prom and what our plans were. Then came the awkward silence that this type of situation brings when two people do not know each other well. Finally Jasmin broke the silence.

"Brian, if you're uncomfortable being here with me, we can go.", she offered.

"Why would I be uncomfortable with you Jazzy ? Don't be silly.", I answered.

She leaned over towards me, taking my arm and pulling me towards her slightly. I moved over on the seat until I was right next to her, my arm around her shoulders. She tilted her head up towards me, giving me the impression she wanted to be kissed. I leaned down and placed my lips softly on hers as I pulled her close to me with my arm. As I stated before, Jasmin was an unbelievable kisser, within minutes she had my blood boiling. She would tease me with her tongue, never really giving me full access, just brief touches, leaving me wanting so much more. As we continued to kiss passionately, I felt Jasmin's hand on the inside of my thigh, her touch extremely light, as if she were not sure of what to do. I let my left hand slide down to her waist, my finger's stroking her side just above the waistline of her jeans. I could feel Jasmine's body moving under me, I was not the only one feeling this way. I was so worked up I hadn't even noticed that Jasmin's hand had somehow worked its way up my leg, I felt what had to be the tips of her fingers running up and down the zipper of my jeans. First her touch was extremely light, almost unnoticeable. Slowly though, I could feel her fingers pressing in a firmer, less delicate manner. I slid my left hand down her side to the front of her jeans, where I gently rubbed her through the thick denim fabric. We finally separated our lips from one another, both of us needing to come up for air. Jasmin laid her head on my shoulder, whispering softly into my ear.

"That feels so good, please don't stop.", she moaned softly.

With her soft whispered encouragement, I eased my hand up from between her legs to the top button of her jeans. Sensing no protest, I quickly unbuttoned them, sliding the zipper down as far as it would go. Once again she leaned up to me and pressed her lips to mine in a soft, moist kiss. I moved my hand back up to the waistband of her panties, easing my fingers inside the sheer, silky material. I felt her inhale deeply allowing my hand to slide deep into her panties, her stomach contracting with her breath. My fingers moved through a small patch of silky smooth hair, coming to rest between two full, very wet folds. She let out a soft moan, the sound resonating into my hungry mouth. Using one finger, I began to trace her opening in a very slow, up and down motion. She once again pulled her lips from mine, burying her face into my shoulder, moaning softly. I continued to move my finger up and down her soaked pussy, pausing for a moment on the up movement to stroke her clit.

"Brian, I was doing this to myself the other night, thinking about you.", she whimpered in my ear.

I jumped back quickly, startled by her revelation and honesty. She looked at me with those big brown eyes.

"You were ? Really ?", I answered.

"Oh, maybe I should not have told you that.", she stuttered, putting her hands over her face.

"No, no Jazzy. I am glad you did. I…. Well, I always …kinda…wanted to see a girl do that. I think it's very hot.", I stammered.

"You do ?", she whispered hoarsely, her eyes locked into mine.

"Uh huh", was all I could muster.

"You want to watch me now ?", she asked in a deep breath.

"Oh yea.", I replied quickly.

With no further coaxing, the dark skinned Jasmin slid back on the seat, increasing the distance between us. She lifted herself off of the seat slightly and pulled her jeans down to just above her knees. She was wearing a pair of jade green panties that were cut high in the legs, the waistband was trimmed in lace. She slowly slid her right hand inside of her panties, until her fingers were between the two thick folds of her pussy. She looked back up at me, her eyes filled with passion, her inhibitions tossed aside.

"You like this ?", she asked, as I watched her hand move inside her panties.

"Oh yea.", I answered.

With that said, she reached over and pulled her panties to one side, exposing for the first time, her gorgeous pussy. Her lips were full, meaty and almost dark brown in color. The contrast of her soft, light pink insides were stunning. I could see her juices covering her dark skinned thighs, her fingers easing inside her opening. By now my cock was aching, straining against the fabric of my jeans. She moved her fingers up to her clit and began to stroke herself in a manner that suggested she had done this many, many times before. In less than a command, motioning to my crotch with her eyes.

"You want me to….um…. ", I asked, embarrassed.

"Yea, I want to see you jerk off, just for me.", she interrupted.

I took a deep breath, looked her dead in the eyes and I knew she was serious. I slowly reached down and began to unbuckle my belt. Her eyes traveled down to my hand, her finger increasing its tempo between her legs. I unbuttoned my jeans and unzipped them, giving my throbbing cock some relief. I lifted myself up slightly and slid my jeans down my thighs, then settled back down reaching inside my shorts. Her eyes were locked on my hand as I pulled my cock out for the first time. I saw a smile across her face, as her eyes moved up to mine. I began to slowly stroke myself up and down, my fingers wrapped around my swollen cock.

"Now that's better isn't it ?", she asked in a deep husky voice.

I just nodded as I continued to stroke myself all the while watching her finger rubbing herself in a methodical manner. I could feel my balls tightening up, I knew that I was not going to be able to last a long time at this pace. I slowed my stroking down, trying to enjoy the moment, hoping to make it last.

"What's wrong ?", she asked, smiling.

"I don't want to get off too quick.", I responded.

"I want you to cum with me, at the same time.", she asked.

"Ok, I will try.", I replied.