Back Rub for Julia - Sex Stories

Back Rub for Julia

... the radio up, so that she wouldn't have to hear the girls' foul mouths. "Can I ask you a question, Jack?" Julia had lowered her voice, so I knew that what she was going to say wouldn't be pleasant. One good thing, with all this talk about Amy, my erection had vanished. It was like reverse Viagra, one mention of her name, and it's an instant soft-on. "How did you ever get that stupid twat to shut up long enough to have sex with her?" My ex was a very pretty girl. She was almost perfect in every way: perfect white teeth, perfect skin, and perfect curly blonde hair. If you didn't know her, you would probably think that her only flaw was the slight limp that she acquired after a near fatal skiing accident her sophomore year. She was hospitalized for two months, and had to repeat a year of school, which allowed us to be classmates. It also gave rise her one of Katie and Julia's not so flattering nicknames for her, Limpy. Like I said, that was if you didn't know her. Once you hung around her for any length of time, other major flaws would readily become apparent. She talked non-stop. There were no such things as 'comfortable silences.' If she didn't have anything important to talk about, she'd blabber on about stuff that nobody cared about; as if you would forget about her if she didn't speak. To be honest, sex with Amy was less than satisfying. When I lost my virginity to her, I was afraid that my inexperience would make me ejaculate prematurely. I might have fallen victim to this ...

... unfortunate condition if I had been able to concentrate at all during sex. She talked the entire time about the most inane subjects. I just tried to ignore her as best I could, and concentrated on the sensations that I was finally experiencing. I finally came after forty minutes of labor and arduous conversation. It was definitely not the experience that I had hoped it would be. *** My harassment continued for rest of the ride. I was teased mercilessly about Amy, and asked the kind of embarrassing questions that I would normally just walk away from. But since I was cornered, I resorted to man's oldest defense, and started ignoring the girls. After repeated attempts to get me to speak, they relented, and just left me alone. Unfortunately we were only about ten minutes from our destination. I can tell that the vacation house was built with children in mind. The master bedroom is at the far end of the house. It has it's own bathroom, and is next to the living room. At the opposite end of the house are the other two bedrooms, which shared a single bath. One of the rooms has two twin beds, and the other has a single queen sized bed. I unpacked a weeks worth of clothes, and put them away in my dresser. It was nice to finally be alone. I thought back to the way that Julia had continued to stroke me, even after she plainly knew that I was no longer sleeping. Why did she have to look so damn sexy in those tight, little shorts? My erection had subsided, but the pent up excitement that ...