Lauren's Love Lessons (Yesteryear Erotica Book 1)

by Jodie Halliday

  “Emma!” she squealed, bringing the towels to her mouth to stifle any further noise.

  “Shh, it’s OK!”

  “I thought you had gone out!” said Lauren, mortified.

  “No, Steven’s gone to Cambridge on business for two days.”

  “Jules is still here, out in the back garden.”

  “I know.”

  “You know?”

  “I watched you. Sorry sweetie but it was so lovely.”

  “Emma!” she said in shock, before a sly grin spread across her face.

  “I know, he’s huge right?”

  Lauren giggled. “Yeah, like it was made wrong, or they forgot to stop it growing when he was little.”

  “What’s happening now?”

  “We’re going to get dry then I think he’ll go home, back tomorrow.”

  “Great. I’ll be in my bedroom until I know he’s gone.”

  Lauren went back outside and handed Jules a towel. They wrapped themselves up and sat on the grass, pleased with the warmth of the sun and the glow of their passion.

  “How about the same time tomorrow?” she asked, leaning up on her elbow. Her breasts were barely hidden and she was happy that he glanced now and again both at her chest and the spot where the towel disappeared between her legs. He leaned over her and kissed her lips.

  “Of course, that would be wonderful,” he said. “I ought to get going soon, do you know what the time is?”

  “It’s about two I think.”

  He stood and dropped his towel, making them both laugh at his nakedness. His trunks were still damp but he pulled them up and put his shirt on. Kneeling beside her he kissed her gently and touched her cheek.

  “See you tomorrow Lori.”

  “Yeah, hurry back!” she said with genuine affection. He turned and walked around the side of the house. She rolled onto her back and closed her eyes against the afternoon sun. Her heart thumped in her chest and the gulls squawked occasionally. The only other sounds were the rustling of leaves from the breeze and the faint lapping of the waves down on the beach. It was turning out to be an idyllic summer.

  Lauren dozed off for almost an hour and woke to find that her towel had slipped off and that she was lying naked in the garden. She leaned up to make sure insects weren’t feasting on her then lazily lay back down again and parted her legs, feeling immediately the warmth of the sun on her pussy. She grinned at her own behavior and wondered how loud her mother would scream if she knew what she was doing. Her thirst though dictated her next move as she stood, wobbled a little then wrapped the towel around her and went into the kitchen. Emma was in the lounge and called out.

  “Nice sleep Lori?”

  Lauren laughed. “Yeah, I must have dozed off after Jules went,” she replied, pouring lemonade into a glass.

  “Maybe he tired you out?”

  Lauren went into the lounge and sat on the big chair which Steven usually claimed. “No, but we had a lovely time.”

  “You caught the sun.”

  “Really?” Lauren smiled at her and jumped up to look in the mirror in the hallway. “Oh yeah, I think you’re right, just a bit.”

  “Your freckles have come out a little, looks good!”

  She sat back down and sipped her drink. “He’s coming back tomorrow, ten o’clock again, but he’ll bring lunch this time.”

  “Steve should be back late tomorrow. Had a meeting at the Cambridge branch that just came up. Luckily they sent a letter to this address otherwise he would have missed it.”

  “He’s on holiday though.”

  “Doesn’t matter, the business makes demands that he has to conform with.” Lauren sipped again, determined that she would avoid such impositions on her free time. “So, what are you going to do tomorrow when he’s here?”

  Lauren grinned, understanding completely what Emma wanted to know. “Emma, did you really see us in the shower?”

  She nodded. “Yeah, for a little while, until I saw how well he was treating you, then I went to my room.”

  “He’s huge.”

  “Oh I know sweetie.” Emma bit her lip in thought. “However, he’s only the second man I’ve ever seen naked.”

  Lauren laughed. “Me too, and same men!” After a moment’s reflection, Lauren looked back at Emma. “Do you think it would fit in me? Or in you?”

  “Oh there’s no way I would allow him to have sex with me Lori.”

  “Oh sorry, I meant whether you thought it was too big. That’s what I think.”

  “I doubt if it’s too big, it would just take time and he’s young. His instinct will be to get inside you as quickly as possible and come.” She opened her arms wide and Lauren grinned, put her drink on the little table and skipped over to the sofa. She turned round and lay back against Emma, sighing as her arms wrapped around her chest and Emma hugged her.

  “He’s so sweet,” said Lauren. “I sort of played with him when we were having lunch.”

  “I thought you might.” Emma chuckled with pleasure. “Did he come?”

  Lauren nodded and looked up at her. “Everywhere!” she said, laughing then accepting the gentle kiss on her lips from Emma.

  Emma touched her face and kissed her again. “Sleep in my bed with me tonight?”

  Lauren sighed with delight. “Oh yeah, of course, Steven’s away! Oh that would be wonderful Em!”

  Chapter 13

  Lauren woke before Emma and slipped out of bed as quietly as possible before walking naked into the kitchen. She filled the kettle and put it on the gas stove to boil before taking a couple of tea cups from the drainer and matching them to their saucers. It looked like another wonderful day and according to the clock on the wall she had two hours before Jules arrived. She would make a little lunch just in case he didn’t bring enough for Emma as well and would also tidy her room with the expectation that they would use it.

  With the tea brewing in the pot she poured a little milk into each cup, added sugar and then poured the tea, pleased with the colour and her culinary skills. She placed one cup beside Emma and took the other to Steven’s side of the bed which she had claimed for the night. She sipped her tea then turned to look at Emma. She was still asleep and it seemed a shame to wake her, even if her tea was waiting for her. Lauren thought that Emma had such a sweet, happy face, one that meant kindness and understanding whenever she saw her. She would never forget her counseling when she had arrived, the initial love lessons and the introduction to love.

  Lauren lay down beside her, bringing her pillow up close to Emma’s so that their faces were inches apart. She could feel Emma exhaling, her breath bringing a little warmth to her cheek with each fall of her chest. Her breasts were full, larger than her own but not heavy. She could see no further underneath the sheets but knew what should might find. She edged closer, trying to memorize the feeling, the first time she had woken up next to another girl, or anyone at all since Steven had left in the early hours when they had slept together. She edged closer and kissed her lips. A thrill surged through her with the feeling of that contact, the stolen kiss and the possible trigger for a sweet dream for Emma. Lauren grinned to herself, watching every tiny movement of Emma’s face for a sign of recognition but she could no longer wait. She wanted Emma’s company too much to stare at her sleeping form. She kissed her lips again, then took her upper lip between her own and tugged gently, letting go only when her own lips broke into a grin.

  “Hmm?” Lauren kissed her again and Emma smiled, opened her eyes and focused. “Lori. You’re so sweet.”

  “Tea is over there,” said Lauren, leaning back against her pillow. Her breasts stood high on her chest, the nipples half-way to hardness. Emma stretched noisily and leaned over to take a sip, then flopped back onto her back.

  “I slept so well Lori, didn’t wake up once.”

  “Me too.” Emma shuffled over to her and rested her head on Lauren’s chest. “And you didn’t snore!”

  “I never do otherwise I’d get kicked out, belie
ve me.” Lauren hugged her, pulling her a little closer and kissed her head. She watched as Emma kissed her neck, then above her breasts and then slowly pecked her left breast. “So pretty, Lori. I love your boobs.” To Lauren’s utter delight, Emma took her nipple between her lips and sucked gently, just as she did for Emma. A surge of lust mixed with love for the girl rushed through her. Lauren pulled her close that she rested more comfortably against her breast and caressed Emma’s hair, soothing her as though she was her baby. She understood the feeling that Emma had each time she had done it for her and leaned back, closed her eyes and just drifted in happiness and peace.

  Jules arrived fashionably late at five minutes past ten and kissed Lauren tenderly as she opened the door to him. He was wearing the same trunks as the previous day, just as Lauren had only one swimsuit which she wore again and would select a blouse with his help. He carried a holdall with lunch and they went through to the kitchen to see what he had brought with him. As Lauren had suspected, there wasn’t enough for Emma and she mentioned that Emma was here although Steven was still in Cambridge. With her back to the sink she pulled him against her body and kissed his lips and wrapped her arms around his back as she sighed with pleasure. It took much less than a minute before she felt his cock pressing hard against her stomach and she gripped his buttocks in her hands and squeezed him tight, acknowledging the lovely feeling of his arousal.

  “Shall we go down to the beach again?” she asked, breaking their kiss.

  He nodded, obviously happy to just stay in the kitchen and feel her body against his. “Yeah, but no searching for driftwood, we’ll never find any.”

  “Did your Mum ask?”

  “Yeah, but I think she knows there’s never anything around here.” Lauren took his hand and led him to her room.

  “This is my room. I need to find a nice blouse,” she said, rummaging through drawers. She deliberately pulled out some school knickers and while they weren’t exactly sexy they were probably the first time he had seen any. “I have another blue one somewhere.”

  “What’s wrong with the one from yesterday?”

  “Nothing, just feel like a change. Here, this one!” she said, pulling out a pale blue shirt that would just about do for the beach.

  “Nice,” he said with a smile. She straddled him and slipped it on.

  “OK?” she asked, grinning at his obvious discomfort at having her across his lap. She leaned down and kissed his lips again. “Jules, I thought about you all night.”

  He frowned, as though asking why she might do that. His cock was back up to full strength and as she slid down against it she felt it against her pussy. It did the trick and seemed to answer his question. “Oh Lori, you’re so lovely!” he sighed, kissing her lips.

  There was a knock and the door which Lauren had deliberately left half open and Emma poked her in. “Oh Jules, hello. I didn’t hear you come in. How are you?”

  “I’m very well Mrs Lazenby, thanks.” He looked mortified as his cock stuck out several inches from Lauren’s pussy and bulged obscenely against the front of his trunks. He tried to turn but Lauren held him still.

  “Oh, call me Emma, we’re almost the same age. Lori, are you going to wear that on top?”

  “Mm, why, what’s wrong?”

  “Oh nothing. I thought you had a nicer one, similar colour to Jules’ trunks.” They both looked down at his trunks and he fell back against the pillow, doomed. Lauren took hold of a crease in his trunks and pulled. He croaked something unintelligible.

  “Hmm, no, I have this blue blouse and that old shirt that I wore yesterday.

  “Don’t worry Jules,” said Emma. “All men get excited with a beautiful girl. She’d be very worried if you didn’t, right Lori?”

  “Yes. Jules, I’m flattered, really.” He shook his head, opened his eyes and after looking at Lauren, Emma and back to Lauren, smiled and giggled. Lauren shifted back and forth over him to prove that such a thing was acceptable then quickly moved on. “We’re going to the beach in a minute,” she said, nodding at Emma.

  “Oh fine. I may come down to join you after I’ve finished the housework. I need to get on. Let me know if you want to borrow any tops Lori, OK?”

  “Ok thanks Em.” Lauren looked down and smiled at Jules’ uncertain look. “Really, it’s fine. We’re like sisters and feeling you all hard against me makes me feel great. She’s just pleased to see that you like me!” She kissed his lips and reluctantly slipped off him, pulled the blouse on and led him out to the garden.

  They walked hand in hand over the dunes and down to the shore, happy to be together and able to chat about anything they liked. Although driftwood wasn’t the main reason, they did walk north again towards Jules’ house but turned around after half an hour and walked back, empty-handed.

  Lauren pulled him down to the sand just above where the waves were reaching and kissed him, sighing with pleasure as he responded with affection and as much passion as he had the day before. They lay down together and absorbed the midday sunshine. Lauren loved the feeling of the water as it occasionally washed against her feet with a wave which was particularly strong, just as much as she did being in his arms, hugged and held tight as they embraced. The beach was deserted as usual and without the precautionary look around, Jules caressed her breasts through her blouse which thrilled her as a sign of their developing passion.

  She touched his shoulders then undid his shirt buttons, feeling his chest and down over his thighs. She avoided his trunks except to slip her fingers under the waistband around his hips, indicating that she felt it was allowed, just as it had been the day before. Lauren pulled her blouse around so the buttons were back in the middle of her body and flicked the top one. Jules caught on quickly and took over, unbuttoning her before pushing the sides of the blouse apart. She moved her leg over his, then her thigh before slipping the blouse off and casting it higher up the beach. He kissed her hard again, holding her face in his palms and she slid her thigh further over, brushing his hardness and making them both groan. She was so aroused now, her senses filled with lust and need. She felt his cock through his trunks and stroked it gently, testing its insane length and hardness. Without waiting any more she slipped her hand inside his trunks and wrapped her fingers around his cock. He broke the kiss and his head fell back against the sand as he groaned with pleasure. Lauren kissed his chest, stomach, navel then slid his trunks down far enough so she could take the end of his cock in her mouth.

  He groaned loudly and his buttocks sprang up off the warm sand, pushing his cock deeper into her mouth. She pushed his trunks down to his ankles then threw them in the direction of her blouse. He wasted little time and slipped the straps off her swimsuit and then peeled the material down to reveal her breasts.

  “Oh god Lori!”

  “Jules, I need you my dear!”

  He tugged harder and she raised her buttocks so that he could, with some effort, get her swimsuit down to her knees. He pulled her back down to the sand before she could finish the job and kissed her, cupping her breast and pushing his cock in the direction of her pussy. Lauren shuffled and wriggled her swimsuit over her ankles and lay back to take hold of Jules’ fat cock once again. She had just carefully teased the foreskin back when she heard a voice.

  “Oh, best not to make love down here on the sand, you know,” said Emma. She was wearing her swimsuit and carrying what looked like cold drinks. Jules cried out and once again Lauren temporarily silenced him with a kiss while still holding his cock.

  “It’s so perfect just here Em!” said Lauren quite naturally.

  “It looks romantic but the sand will get everywhere.”

  “Oh god, I’m sorry Mrs, um, Emma, so sorry!” said Jules, looking back to see how far away his trunks were.

  “Oh, now, you two look so lovely together!”

  Lauren laughed and once again Jules slumped back against the sand. She stroked his cock as though it might soothe him.

  “Oh my goodness, Jules. You are abs
olutely enormous!” said Emma, putting the drinks down and kneeling indecently close to them. She tore her eyes away from his weapon and smiled at Lauren. “And you Lori, you’re so lovely, look at those wonderful breasts!” she said, touching their shape gently. Jules looked at Emma then Lauren, shocked, but not shocked enough to stop Lauren stroking his rigid cock.

  “Thank you Em.”

  ‘So, I’m all in favour of young adults making love, but I do think I have a responsibility to make sure you’re both safe. Is that OK with you both?”

  Lauren nodded, and Jules did too after seeing Lauren agree.

  “OK, so, Lauren, will this be your first time?” Lauren smiled sheepishly and nodded. “You, Jules?” He nodded too although it seemed to take more effort than it had for Lauren.

  “Oh how wonderful! So my only request is that you’re both very clean and that you, Lauren, are as ready as possible. OK?”

  They both nodded and Emma smiled. “Lemonade anyone?”

  Lauren sat up on her haunches, her pussy easily visible between her parted legs to both Jules and Emma. Jules simply gave up pretending to cover himself on this very strange morning, took a glass of lemonade and drank gratefully.

  The meeting with Emma became more bizarre when Lauren put her drink down and straddled her man, sliding back while Emma and Jules watched so that his cock slowly protruded from between her legs, slick with the juice from her wet pussy.

  “Come on you two, time to go up and shower. If you keep doing that Lori he’ll come and then you’ll have to wait until this afternoon!” Jules helped Lauren to get up and then cleverly hid his erection by carrying the tray of drinks up to the back door before joining Lauren in the shower. “Just make sure all the sand is off, I’ll be in the main bedroom,” shouted Emma as she went inside. They dropped their clothing on the grass and Lauren turned on the shower, wincing at the temperature.