Being a bit bolder

I decided that I wanted to test the waters a bit more. I'd never been around anyone with Conceptual Neglect before, let alone nearly surrounded by them, and Jess clearly was aching to take advantage of the situation.

The Gales always seemed very reclusive, and part of the reason for that was their unusually high fences in their back yard. We had privacy here. I wasn't entirely certain how it played with Jess's plans to educate her family, but I decided to play along this first day.

"You know the effect that's having on me, don't you?" I told Jess.

Jess just pursed her lips at me impishly, and inserted her popsicle between them.

I smirked in response. "Could you hold this please?" I asked her, and handed her my own popsicle.

"I hope nobody minds if I make myself more comfortable," I told the assembled company, looking to them as I reached for my belt buckle.

Darren smiled to me. "Please, make yourself at home."

I started taking off my jeans, watching for the Gales' reaction. They looked curiously as they chatted for a couple of seconds, as I began to take off my jeans, but lost interest and looked to each other as they chatted.

I folded up my jeans neatly, as it seemed the thing to do. I stood up to find Jess grinning at me. "Are you getting excited?" she asked, handing me my popsicle back. I took it, and wrapped my other arm around her waist.

"Well, you do certainly look as though you're enjoying your popsicle," I replied. A flash of confusion swept over Jess's face, but she smiled at me again.

"I certainly am," she said, giving it a long lick. She looked down to the bulge in my boxers. "Do you mind if I feel your penis through your underwear?"

"Go ahead," I told her.

Jess moved to swap her popsicle from her right hand to her left, but in her excitement let go of it. It fell with a sticky 'thump'.

"Oh no, Jess, your popsicle!" Kelley cried out.

"That's a shame," Hellen agreed. "Why don't you get another one Jess? We have plenty."

I seized the opportunity. "That sounds like a good idea. Jess, why don't I keep you company while we go to the kitchen?" I suggested, gently leading her to the back door of the house.

Jess nodded. "Okay, just let me pick up the one I dropped." She knelt down to pick it up, but took a good look at my bulge from her kneeling position, and grinned.

We proceeded to the kitchen, with Jess discarding her popsicle in the same waste basket as the wrapper.

Once we got to the kitchen, I put my own popsicle down on the immaculately clean countertop.

"You know, I like popsicles, but I'm more in the mood for something else," I said, tugging at the waistband of my boxers. But to my surprise, Jess had crouched down to open the freezer.

She twisted around to look at me. Her eyes involuntarily flitted to my crotch. "Oh! Okay. Maybe I could finish off your popsicle then?"

I didn't need any further invitation. "Sounds good to me," I said, pulling down my boxers. My erection sprang free, and I walked around Jess to be closer to where she was facing.

Jess's eyes went wide with surprise, her face bright. "Oh... wow," she said as I gently cupped the back of her head. "I..." she started, but was interrupted when I lowered her head onto my cock.

Jess's mouth felt cool on my cock at first, still chilled by her popsicle, but warmed as she gently sucked and bobbed on my cock. She sighed and panted gently, her face going bright red. She reached underneath her long dress, and bunched it up at the front as she brought her hand between her legs. She moaned, and redoubled her motion on my cock.

Jess's earlier teasing had me very excited. The strangeness of the situation and the fact that we could be walked on at any minute quickly brought me to the edge.

"I'm going to cum," I told Jess. She made no motion to stop, but started to quiver and moaned loudly on my cock.

I felt myself erupt into her mouth. Two, three, four jets of semen before it started to tail off. Jess's breathing was ragged for a moment, but then became more slow and steady.

After a moment, Jess raised her head, and opened her mouth wide for me to see. A small amount of it dribbled from her mouth, down her chin, and into her cleavage. She swallowed the rest.

"... Would you like me to clean you off with my mouth?" she asked.

I surprised myself. "Actually, why don't you do it with your hands?" I suggested.

Jess smiled at me, and went to the sink to rinse her hands. She turned back to me, hands dripping wet, and gently grasped my still swollen member.

"That was fun," she said, gently hand- rinsing the semen from my cock. "But I was a bit surprised. I had no idea that you wanted to put your cock in my mouth, until you were doing it. Is there something I missed?"