HAVING FUN WITH SARAH JO

By the time Connor made his way through the crowd on the back patio, Sarah Jo was already half way up the hill to the cabin. He took off after her, but soon found she held the homefield advantage. She knew every rock, nook and cranny of that mountain. The girl led him on a merry chase up and down the moonlit trail, always managing to keep just in sight so he would not lose her. At one point she ducked into a stand of trees and disappeared completely, only to reappear just behind him. But this time, she had misjudged just how close he was and he was able to catch her. Slinging her up over his shoulder he gave her a hard swat on her bottom as she squirmed and tried to get away.

Squealing with indignation, she laughed and resigned herself to being carried off. Connor thought about taking her up to the cabin but changed his mind. There was a nice spot by the creek with shade trees and lush thick grass nearby. Depositing her on the ground at his chosen spot, he knelt beside her as the two of them laughed at each other and the night air blew gently on their sweat dampened bodies to cool them off.

"OK, Miss Sarah Jo, I caught you fair and square. Are you going to be a good girl and cooperate?" he asked with a wicked smile as he ran his fingers along her jaw line. At her answering nod, he leaned forward and kissed her. The kiss they shared was gentle at first, but deepened quickly.

"I've been wanting to kiss you like this for a long time," he said when they broke for breath.

"Me too," she said softly. "Are you sure Kat has no problems with me and you doing this?" Sarah Jo's freckled face was full of concern. No amount of physical pleasure would ever be worth hurting her friend.

"We talked about this many times," Connor admitted. "Here in SIMs City, the accepted way of showing affection for someone is to go to bed with them. She has no problem with me showing that type of affection to you or any other woman here. Just like I don't mind her enjoying herself with other men. It doesn't change the way the two of us feel about each other. Nothing will do that."

Grinning, he leaned over and kissed her softly then started to unbutton her shirt. As he exposed her breasts, he chuckled as he gave them both a squeeze and pinched her nipples, making them tighten into hard little nubs. "Hmmm, not half bad at all!" That earned him a hard swat on his shoulder. Laughing, he pulled her shirt off completely and started removing her jeans. His clothes quickly joined hers on the grass beside him and then he covered her body with his lean frame, showering her neck and breasts with kisses and passionate little love bites. She responded quickly with an intense fire of her own and opened herself even more to him as she felt his hardness press up against her inner membrane, wanting him inside of her.

As he pushed himself in past her barrier, Connor crooned to her softly till the moment of pain she was destined to always feel passed. Then vigorously plunging in deep and hard, he made love to her underneath the stars on her beloved mountain, the sounds of their moans echoing throughout the night.

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Connor and Sarah Jo came down from the mountain laughing like two kids and holding hands. Both of them immediately became the targets of a lot of good natured teasing and harassment from the other party goers. Some of the ribald comments caused Sarah Jo to blush deeply. The first chance she got, Sarah Jo sought out Katherine. She found her sitting off to the side on Rayden's lap. He had his hand up her shirt and was playing with her friend's gently rounded tummy. Looking up, Kat smiled contentedly at her.

"Well, Sarah Jo? Did my Captain treat you nice?" she asked, giggled as Rayden reached higher under the shirt and rolled a nipple between his fingers, leaking just enough electricity to make things very interesting.

"Oh yes, he was absolutely wonderful," Sarah Jo admitted with even more blushes as she sat beside the two of them. "Don't tell me he does it that way to a little bitty thing like you every night?"

Grinning, Katherine snuggled up even closer to Rayden and nodded. "You should have seen us go at it before we made this little one," she said with a chuckle as her hand rested on her belly and then her eyes opened wide with surprise. "Oh my! I just felt her move for the first time!" Rayden seemed to be just as excited about the new experience as Katherine was. Chuckling, Sarah Jo gave her heartfelt congratulations along with a happy hug before going off to see if there was any food left.

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The party continued on through the wee hours of the night. At one point Katherine was talked into performing a selection of Cajun and French folk songs for everyone. Afterwards, a group of the guys became totally engrossed in what was apparently going to turn into an all-night game of poker. They only stopped playing long enough to go into the living room and listen to a far fetched tale about Katherine feeding a pesky immortal to the alligators on a Louisiana bayou. Once the food fight that had resulted from the story had been determined to be a draw, the poker players went back into the card room and resumed their game. Most of the others started to drift off towards their rooms to get a little sleep. Seeing the next person on the list of six men she was supposed to have fun with over the weekend among those leaving, Sarah Jo got up and intercepted him before he could disappear into his room.

"I'm heading up to the cabin to get a little shut eye," she said with a giggle and a meaningful look as she blocked Farmer Grey's path. "Wanna come?"

"I sincerely hope so, my sweet lassie, over and over and over," he mumbled as he took her offered hand. Sarah Jo looked at him curiously and then chuckled as he hiccuped and then smiled happily at her.

"You've been sampling that jug of 'shine that the guys are passing around, haven't you?" she asked with a grin. He hotly denied having anything but a wee sip of the creature, but as they walked out the house he leaned heavily against her from time to time and started singing a very off key version of an old Scottish ballad. Sarah Jo called Paddy and Lad to them and they all went up the hill together.

When they arrived at the cabin, Sarah Jo tried to get some strong coffee down him, but he wasn't going to have anything to do with it. Giving up on that idea, she went into the bedroom to get ready for bed, leaving Grey out in the other room singing to the dogs who were howling in response. Once she had her night gown on, she came out and took him by the hand, pulling him to his feet. He fell into her arms and made an effort to kiss her. "Goodni', me lovely lassie," he whispered in her ear before turning and stumbling towards the guest room he was occupying.

"Oh no you don't," Sarah Jo exclaimed as she grabbed hold of him and steered him to the other bedroom. "You're going to be sharing my bed tonight!"

Grey looked confused for a moment, and then flashed her his bright Beanio smile. "I am? Why, God bless ye, pretty lady! 'Tis a grand thing to be sharing anything with a lovely red headed beauty such as yerself." But since he made that speech while looking in the general direction of the Irish Setter in the middle of the room, Sarah Jo did not believe a word of it.

Once she had him in her bedroom, she helped his fumbling efforts to unbutton his vest and shirt, mumbling under her breath as she did so. This was definitely not going according to plan. Stripping him down to his shorts, she pushed him into the bed and covered him up. Going around to the other side, she slipped under the covers, sighing deeply. He immediately rolled over and laid his head on one of her breasts while his hand pulled down the neckline of her gown and cupped the other. "Wa' a grand lady ye be," he said contentedly. Sarah Jo's only response was to roll her eyes and sigh again as the next sound she heard from him was a soft snore. Running her fingers through his blond hair, she drifted off to sleep herself.

When the first rays of light crept through the windows, Farmer Grey stirred and nuzzled up against Sarah Jo's soft bosom. Neither one of them had moved much during the night. As his head moved, Sarah Jo opened a sleepy eye and whispered his name. He moved again and his hand tightened around her other breast, murmuring her name softly in reply. Then as he came to the full realization he was not alone, Grey raised up and looked at her.

"Miss Sarah Jo? What am I doing here?" he asked, a confused look on his face. Then it dawned on what was clutched in his hand and he withdrew his hand quickly, groaning as the sudden movement caused his head to feel like it was going to explode.

Sarah Jo laughed softly at him as he rolled over onto his back. She sat up, stretched and then very gently massaged his temples. After a few minutes of her expert TLC, he managed a weak smile. When he opened his eyes and saw a very pleasant view of her partially exposed breasts, the smile became even wider.

"You have miracle working hands, my sweet lady. But would you mind terribly if I was to ask a nosy question?" he asked as he reached up and pulled the nightgown she was wearing aside so he could get an even better view.

She leaned forward and her hair cascaded over him in waves as she kissed him on the forehead, then nose, and finally on his mouth. "Of course, honey bunch, ask away," she said sweetly as she looked down on him, an amused look on her face.

He blinked. How could he ask her straight out if they had had sex? Finally he coughed lightly and asked, "Did you enjoy last night?" Now, that could mean anything, couldn't it?

Laughing as she nibbled on his chin, she said with a sparkle in her eye. "Yes I did, my dear. I'm glad you shared my bed with me last night." As she worked her way around to suck gently on his earlobe, she chuckled lightly, knowing that he was probably wondering if they had made love and he had been so drunk he couldn't remember a thing!

Deciding they *had* and also sensing she wanted more, Grey moved his lips to capture hers. She didn't resist - in fact she seemed quite willing - so he pulled her over so he could kiss her more properly.

The hangover headache soon faded into the background as she responded fervently to his advances. The nightgown she was wearing was becoming a bit of an nuisance so he helped her pull it over her head. Once it was removed he paused and admired the sight of her naked body. As he kissed down her neck to her breasts, he waited for it to spark some remembrance in him. But nothing happened, except the swelling between his own legs.

Hoping he had not been some kind of a horrible cad the night before, he set about making it up to her just in case he had. His kisses and caresses were apparently doing the trick, she was obviously very aroused and eager. And if the amount of wetness around her hidden folds was any sign, more than ready for him! Having gotten that far, he figured he'd really make up to her, and his tongue gently caressed each fold while his work roughened hands held her in place.

Gasping for breath, Sarah Jo arched up under him as he pleasured her with his mouth and tongue. Reaching up she grasped the rails of the headboard of the cast iron and cried out as he sent her tumbling over the edge. He was a bit disappointed for a moment, thinking she had gone on without him, but then she grabbed him hungrily and pulled him to her so he slipped within her body easily - or almost easily. He met resistance and, although it had been quite some time since he'd deflowered a virgin, the feeling was familiar enough for him to gasp.

Sarah Jo felt his hesitation and she pulled him even closer to her and groaned, "Don't stop!" into his ear.

"Uh, I'm sorry I thought we'd . . ."

"No silly! You fell asleep right after we laid down!" she moaned as she pushed up hard against him, almost frantic in her desire to have him be inside her. "Please, don't stop!"

"You sh-should . . . Ohhhh! You should've . . . God's breath, woman, that's good . . ." He couldn't help but pump quickly into her tight muscles. "You should've *told* me!"

Sarah Jo didn't answer. She was much too involved at the moment to be holding a conversation about her eternal virginity. Poor Farmer Grey was having trouble understanding what was going on. She had obviously been a virgin but she was responding to his lovemaking like one that had experience in intimate relationships. Pushing those thoughts and questions to the background for now, he concentrated on what he was doing as he rode her even harder and faster as her excitement brought him to even greater heights of arousal.

He was shaking now, over come and on the edge. That other virgin had never been like THIS! A few more hard thrusts and both of them tumbled over the edge, crying out as the climax overpowered their bodies. As he lay on her heaving body gasping for breath, he raised up enough to look at her, his eyes full of questions. The questioning look turned to one of surprise and even awe as she told him that she had to put up with being deflowered every time she had sex.

He rolled off and then, thoughtfully asked, "So, we didn't last night, but you have. So this was our first time but not your'n . .?"

Grinning, Sarah Jo confirmed what he said. He couldn't help but join her in laughter as the two of them lay in each others arms, basking in the afterglow of the time they had just shared. He got quiet for a moment and then rolled over and looked at her intently as his fingers traced designs down her hard belly. "So, if I understand what you are saying correctly, if we were to go at it again, it will be as if you have never done it?"

Sarah Jo dissolved into a fit of giggles as she pulled him close to her, knowing he would never truly believe her until he experienced it for himself.