kkat7777
01-31-2017, 02:19 AM
Grace
i first met Grace the summer before she started high school, a couple of weeks before she turned 14. She was the daughter of a woman who was a volunteer at a church where I was doing some contract work. I'd been coming in a couple of times a week for a half day at a time over the past several months and Suzanne, Grace's mother, had only started volunteering recently. She was an attractive woman in her mid to late 30’s and reasonably friendly. I thought briefly about flirting with her to see where it would lead but since it was a church and she was a member, I just didn’t think to push it. Grace was, in her own way, a very beautiful young girl. I say in her own way because she didn't have a supermodel type of beauty but rather a very warm and earthy kind of beauty. She had a perfect complexion, beautiful green doe eyes and soft, light colored reddish brown hair, a round face with a ready smile and don't let me forget, a D cup chest. The first time I saw her she was with her mom in the office. I didn't notice she was there when I came into the room but I glanced over and she was looking right at me. We made eye contact for several seconds. She stared right into my eyes and I couldn't tear my eyes away from hers. I thought she was absolutely beautiful and that was even before I noticed her fabulous tits.
Finally her mom glanced over and said, "This is my daughter Grace. Grace, this is Mister Jones," and she turned back to the computer work she was doing.
"Hello Mr. Jones," Grace said with a bright smile, and extended her hand. I stepped closer to her and our hands met. Hers was warm and somehow sensuous. She once again looked right into my eyes as we shook and I didn't let go of her hand right away. She didn't try to pull away and I reached my other hand over and stroked the back of her hand warmly. She smiled and reached her left hand over and stroked mine the same way.
The mood was broken by her mother who said, without looking up, "Mr. Jones is doing some work for the church so he's in and out of the office frequently. Mr. Jones, Grace will be working with me now that summer has started and she's out of school. She’ll be starting High School in the Fall and her birthday is in a couple of weeks. I'll try to keep her out of your way." I thanked her but avoided admitting that staying out of my way was the last thing I wanted Grace to do.
Over the next few weeks Grace and I would wind up alone together for short periods and we talked a lot. The short periods got longer and longer, one time lasting over a half hour. Grace lived in a rural area with no close neighbors and was home schooled. She only had one really good friend, Suzy, who was a little older than Grace and lived a mile or so from Grace. Grace’s mom was very protective and Grace didn't have to tell me that she was a virgin. That was obvious although it became apparent to me that her friend Suzy wasn’t as innocent as Grace. More on that next time.
Grace started confiding her problems to me and I told her she should use me as her confidante and she could talk to me about anything. "If there are things you don't want to ask your mom and dad, ask me. Anything. You can talk about boys, about sex, anything you want." She blushed at that. "I know you want to know about sex. At your age there's a lot of things you want to know about. So whatever you want to ask about, go ahead, even if it's about porn or masturbation, or losing your virginity or oral and anal sex, you can talk to me about it. I've done it all and I know what it's like to be your age. You'd like to know but there's no one to ask." She blushed again at all that but thanked me and said she would.
A couple of days later I was back again in the afternoon. The three of us were the only ones in the church that day. While I was in the office I heard her mom talking to Grace about makeup. She didn't really like the fact that Grace was using makeup. A little while later Grace wandered in to where I was working and we started talking. The subject got around to makeup and I told her that I liked a little makeup and I thought she was using it very well. She beamed at that and I also told her that I thought she was a very beautiful girl. "Oh thank you Mr. Jones. That really made my day. Thank you," she repeated.
"Well I really mean it Grace. And you don’t have to call me Mr. Jones when we’re alone together. Call me John. You really are one of the most beautiful young girls I've ever met. If I weren't 45 years old and married I'd be looking for the opportunity to take you in my arms and kiss you passionately."
She blushed at that but gave me a big smile. After a moment she said, "I don't think 45 is very old." She paused and looked like she wanted to say something more but just then I heard her mother calling her and she left. The next time I was there, Grace made a point of saying Hi to me as I walked in. It was another afternoon when no one else was in the church except us. Grace really attracted my attention by what she was wearing which was a very nice blue cotton mini skirt that only came down to mid-thigh and a lacy white top which actually showed a lot of cleavage. It barely came down to her waist, showing a little midriff and had a broad V coming down from her shoulders. It was pretty tight and seemed a size or two too small but it showed off most of her very ample breasts and only one of the two buttons were buttoned at the bottom. You could see her bra which only barely covered her nipples because I could see the brown of her areolas peeking past the edge of the bra. I had trouble keeping my eyes off her breasts. "That's a pretty sexy outfit Grace. Didn't your mom object to you wearing it? When did you get it? I haven’t seen it before."
“I bought if for a birthday present for myself for my 14th birthday. Suzy helped me get it. I gave her the money and she kind of picked it out and bought it for me. I wore a sweater on top of it so my mom wouldn’t see it. I only took off the sweater when I came out to say hello to you. I told my mom I was going to take a break and catch up on my reading when I saw you drive up," she added.
I had just walked in the back door of the church from the rear parking lot which was on a lower level. The rooms on this floor were partially below ground level because the church was built on a sloped lot. The office where her mother was working was on the floor above and on the opposite side of the church.
"Well I like getting the special treatment," I said. "I do love the outfit." It was always easy to make Grace blush, which she did again when I said that. Grace looked back down the hallway she had just come through and seeing there was no one, took my hand and led me into one of the Sunday School rooms. This was a toddler’s room and had things like toy boxes and a couple of day beads and cushioned mats on the floor for naps. She left the light off and closed the door. The only light in the room was through curtains in front of the single outside window which was about six feet above the floor.
Still holding my hand, she looked up at me. She acted a little nervous and I wondered what she was up to. I have to admit, my heart was beating faster and I was starting to get some very erotic ideas. Her voice was a little shaky. "I really don't think 45 is very old." There was a long pause and, "You can kiss me if you want to. I don't mind." I looked at her, bent down and kissed her on the lips. After a second or two she broke off the kiss.
"Oh sweetheart, a real kiss isn't a little peck on the lips. You have to throw your whole body into a real kiss. Is that what you want?" I asked. She nodded. "Are you really sure." She nodded again and breathed out a weak "yes". I wrapped my arms around her, one hand low on her back and pulled her up against me. She leaned up and we started kissing. Her lips were sweet and I hungrily kissed her. She responded and kissed me back. I opened my mouth and she followed suit and our tongues met. In one of our talks I had told her about French kissing and that it was a way to tell your partner that you wanted him to come inside you. It was a sex signal.
When she started sucking my tongue in her mouth I lowered my hands to the small of her back, resting along the top of the curve of her ass cheeks and gently pulled her crotch up against mine. She willingly followed suit and I knew she could feel the bulge in my shorts up against her. She kept kissing me, and her tongue was earnestly probing my mouth, playing with my tongue. I lowered both hands now to her ass, stroking her curvy cheeks through her skirt lovingly. She didn’t object but instead intensified her kisses and gyrated with me as our crotches pushed against each other.
After a minute or so of that, I ran my hands down over her ass to the hem of her skirt, and pulled the skirt all the way up. She kissed me more desperately when I did that and I ran my hands over her panties, feeling her warm cheeks through the thin, silky fabric. I broke the kiss now and started kissing her ears and neck. She gasped at that. She was one of those girls who really get turned on by ear and neck kisses. She was frozen with that, and I could hear her short, quick breaths every time I kissed a different spot. After a minute or so of kissing her ears and neck and caressing her ass through her panties I returned to our French kissing. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled our faces together as she plunged her tongue into my mouth and welcomed my probing tongue in hers.
My hands ran up to the top of her panties now and I ran them down under her panties and over her bare cheeks. She let out a muffled ‘mmmm’ as both of my hands groped her naked cheeks and she actually pressed her crotch more firmly into mine. After a couple of seconds of this I decided it was time to start undressing her. She clearly wanted to give me her virginity today. I wanted it too but I still wasn’t sure she was ready. She was only a very young 14 at that time. At any rate I pushed her panties down and she moved her hips back a little so they could fall to the floor. In a second they were at her ankles. We continued fervently kissing. Her warm, soft, and eager tongue was probing me so erotically that she was getting me higher than I thought she could this quickly. After a couple of more seconds of this I moved to the top of her skirt. It had an elastic waist and I pushed it down. Again she moved her hips back letting me do it. I pushed it down over her naked ass cheeks and it fell to the floor over her panties, leaving her nude from the waist down. She kissed me more frantically now and I held her bare cheeks in my hands and pulled her crotch firmly into mine. She still didn’t try to stop me but instead ground her pussy against the bulge in my own shorts.
At this point I reached behind, under her blouse, unsnapped her bra, and stopping my kiss, pulled up the blouse and the bra exposing her beautiful adolescent breasts. Even in the dim light I could see them perfectly. Her nipples were erect and I lowered my head, taking a breast in my mouth and started sucking her nipple, pulling as much of her breast into my mouth as I could. She moaned as I did that and my other hand reached up to caress and toy with her other breast. I stopped for a second and lifted her arms up. She gave no resistance as I lifted her bra and blouse up and dropped them on the floor. I stood back and just stared at the naked nymphet in front of me. Her pussy was almost as smooth as a baby's with virtually no hair at all, just wisps of soft, blondish fuzz. I'd told her how erotic a smooth pussy was in one of our little chat sessions and I think she was eager to show it off to me. I took her hands, guiding them to my belt buckle. She understood and undid my belt, unsnapped my shorts, pulled the zipper down, and my shorts fell to the floor. She hesitated so I took her hands, placing them on the waist band of my briefs. She looked up at me and I said softly, "Go ahead baby. Don't be afraid. Just pull them out in front and then down."
My cock was throbbing and straining at the front of the briefs, pushing out in a huge bulge. She slipped her fingers under the waistband and pulled out a couple of inches, both of us looking down as she did. The tip of my cock was moist and glistening and she just looked at it. She said weakly, “I’ve never seen a naked man before.” She paused and then admitted, “Except in pictures.” I wondered what kind of pictures. Was she watching porn with somebody? Maybe her girlfriend, I supposed.
I leaned down, pushed her hair aside and whispered softly in her ear, “I know you haven’t baby. But go ahead and kneel down so you can pull them down easier and see better. I’d love that.” Then I kissed her ear and gently pushed down on her shoulders. She willingly knelt down (we were on one of the cushioned nap mats) and worked my briefs down, leaving my cock naked and hard just in front of her face. I leaned forward a little and my hand pushed my cock down so it touched her lips. “Go ahead and kiss it sweetheart. It really loves that.”
“It does?” she said, her voice cracking a little and she looked up at me.
“Oh yes baby. Very very much. Do you want to try kissing it and sucking it a little?”
“Ok,” she whispered.
“Wet your lips sweetie, then just have a little fun and kiss all around it.” She licked her lips and I pushed my cock against her lips again. She gave a little kiss right on my wet tip and stopped to lick the pre-cum off her lips.
“It’s all wet Mr. Jones … I mean John. Is that pee?”
“No sweetheart. It’s pre-cum. It’s a little like saliva. We both make it when we get sexually excited. It makes it easier for a lover to push all the way into a virgin girl’s vagina like yours. You’re probably making a little bit of it now yourself. I love the taste of a girl’s pre-cum. I think you’ll like mine too. Go ahead and kiss some more. Put your lips around me too and enjoy the feeling of having me inside your mouth.” I said this in a soft, encouraging voice and she bent forward and gave me another kiss on the tip, licking the pre-cum from her lips again. I pushed my cock gently against her tongue as she licked her lips and I let out a small sigh of pleasure as her tongue passed over my tip.
She swallowed a little, licked her lips again and I pushed up against them a little more insistently. She parted her lips a little and I pushed the tip of my cock over her lips a half an inch. She opened more and I pushed further in. My tip was all the way in her mouth now and she started sucking on my cock. She started liking the taste of my pre-cum and she focused on my tip, sucking at it and running her tongue over it eagerly. I started fucking her mouth slowly now, getting her to take more and more of my cock until I was fucking in three or four inches. I hadn’t expected her tongue to be so eager and erotic and she was getting me a lot higher than I expected and a lot quicker than I expected. I didn’t know how much time we’d have either and I wanted to taste her pussy.
At that point I knew that we couldn’t risk taking the time to actually deflower her today. I wanted to have a really great fuck session when we did that and make it really special for her. There was no doubt that that’s what she wanted. So I decided that we’d do oral sex today and I’d see if she’d like the taste of my cum and swallow during her first time.
I leaned back and pulled out of her mouth. She tried to follow me back and kept sucking. “It’s ok baby. Let’s try something really nice. Let’s lie down and you lie on top of me.” I kicked off my shoes and socks and stripped off my shirt. I wanted us both to be totally nude. I lay down and guided her on top of me, her pussy kneeling right over my face. “We’re going to do what’s called a 69 sweetheart. Lower your pussy to my face. I’ll take it from there. You lay down so you can keep sucking my cock. We’ll both have a very nice orgasm and when I do cum, just keep sucking and drinking me down. Ok sweetheart?”
“What will it taste like John? I like the taste of your precum. Will it be like that?” she asked.
“A little like that sweetie,” I said encouragingly. And she lowered her mouth down on me and I felt her wet, eager lips close over my tip and recommenced sucking up and down on me. Her lips were incredibly soft and warm as they slid up and down on my cock and she kept sliding her tongue over my pee hole as she did it. I wasn’t going to last long. I looked up at her perfectly formed, little girl pussy. It was swollen and glistening. She was wet and totally turned on. I reached my arms under her legs and started stroking her pussy lips. She was still partially kneeling above me. I spread her lips and I could see her hymen even in the dim light. I reached up and started licking her pussy and she started moaning immediately and sucking me more furiously.
This turned me on even more and I started to tongue fuck her pussy as deeply as I could. I wondered if I could break her hymen with my tongue and while I was doing that I ran my thumb back and forth over her erect little clitoris. She moaned loudly when I did that and I knew she could be heard out in the hall even with the door closed but at this point I didn’t care because her sucking was driving me crazy. Almost involuntarily, I started arching up into her mouth and she responded by grinding her pussy down on my tongue. I forcibly licked and probed her with my tongue and stroked her clit with my thumb in time to her grinding. She moaned more and started just letting me fuck her mouth. I could sense her orgasm starting as I licked, sucked, and probed her beautiful little virgin pussy. She moaned, almost as if in great pain and I hoped like hell her mother was up in her office and that no one else would come in to that hallway. My own orgasm came on and with my first spurt into her mouth she clamped down on my cock, held my hips tight and started sucking wildly, alternately moaning and swallowing as my cum came in waves. She kept sucking my cock long after she had swallowed the last drop.
She had peaked while I was cumming in her mouth but she still kept grinding her pussy against my mouth so I continued exploring her little pink, quivering, virgin vagina. She started building again and I could sense she was going to have a second orgasm so I renewed my own attentions. I took my hands out from under her hips where my thumbs had been working her clit and reached up to her naked bottom, stroking it, running my hands over her cheeks, and pulling her pussy down to my mouth as I arched my head up. I started running my tongue roughly over her clit, punishing it and sucking on it. My tongue had been getting sore from tongue fucking her so I actually used my nose to keep fucking her while I sucked on her clit. She quickly had another orgasm, moaning and crying and grinding down into me. I eased back on what I was doing now. I didn’t want to risk taking any more time bringing her to another orgasm. She came down from her orgasm and I turned her around.
I couldn’t resist positioning her over my cock which was still partially erect. I knew we shouldn’t risk fucking now but I wanted to feel her swollen, eager, virgin lips against my cock. She settled down on me as my hands lovingly roamed over her bottom. “Can we … umm … are we going to …”, and her voice trailed off.
I kissed her ear and said very softly, “Baby do you mean … are we going to fuck now?” and I said the word “fuck” as gently as I could. I knew, or at least I thought that she hadn’t been exposed to explicit language before. She hesitated and then whispered back, “Yes.”
“Do you really want me to fuck you sweetheart?” I whispered back very softly.
“Yes,” she breathed back. “Yes I do. I do.”
“Go ahead and say the word sweetheart. I want to hear it,” I said. “Tell me you want me to fuck you and keep telling me and say please.”
“I … I want you to … to fuck me John,” she finally whispered in my ear. And then it came in a flood: “Please fuck me John. I want you to fuck me. Please fuck me. I want you to pop my cherry and I want to feel your … your cock inside me. And I want to suck your cock some more and taste your cum in my mouth again and feel your cum inside my … my pussy. I want you fuck me and fuck me and fuck me John. I want you to fuck me ten times every day John. Please fuck me.”
At this point I was sure she must have been watching some porn because I’d only used the words “cock” and “pussy” once and hadn’t said anything about popping her cherry. She hadn’t learned that from me and I wondered what else she’d learned from her girlfriend. I kept those ideas to myself and just said, “Oh I will honey. We will fuck and have some great sex. What we’ve done so far was wonderful, but we have to be careful sweetheart. I can get in a lot of trouble if we’re caught and we’ve been down here too long already. Your mother might be wondering where you are.“ But Grace had been moving her pussy up and down over my cock and I felt myself starting to get hard again. Her wet and hot labia were wrapped over my cock as she slid up and down and she was pausing on the up stroke when the tip of my cock was in the middle of her vagina. She was trying to impale herself on my cock.
“I know we shouldn’t,” she said disappointedly. “It just all feels so nice. I don’t want to stop.”
I knew we better stop fast or else I’d be the one who was wanting to keep going so I stood the two of us up and gazed longingly at the erotic beauty of the naked little nymph before me. I bent down and took one of her breasts in my mouth cupping the other with my hand and stroked her nipples with my tongue and fingers. She let a strained ‘Ohhhhhh’ and I knew I had to stop or she wouldn’t let me. I bent down, picked up her lacy bra and held it out to her. She reluctantly slipped her arms into it and fastened it. I picked up her panties and helped her step into them. Then she slowly put back on her blouse and skirt and she was dressed. But I was still standing there naked, cock at full erection now. She reached up and kissed me longingly on the lips, then dropped to her knees and took my cock into her mouth.
I wanted her to stop but I immediately lost that battle. “Graaaace,” I said with a strained voice. “You have to stop honey. We don’t have any more time.” But she kept on going. She put her arms around my hips and sucked up and down on my cock. Her tongue running all over my tip, probing me for more pre-cum. I felt another orgasm building and gave in to it, pumping into her mouth as her warm, insistent tongue stroked all over my cock and her soft, sweet lips sucked up and down, focusing on my tip and the underside of my cock. It only took a couple of minutes. I didn’t want to hold back. Pretty soon she started to make me cum a second time within a half hour. That was a record for me. The first spurt hit her tongue and she let out a satisfied “mmmmm” and then pulled back, holding my cock in front of her open mouth to watch. I spurted again onto her lips and cheek and she giggled and closed her mouth over me, eagerly sucking my cum out of me and swallowing as she did it. I groaned in pleasure as she continued until I softened and had to push her gently away.
She let me pull away and looked up at me with an angelic smile. The blob of cum on her cheek dripped down onto her white top. “I can get something to wash that off honey,” I said, about to go over to the sink which was in the room. She shook her head no and instead, dipped her finger into the blob of cum, scooping up half of it and licking it off her finger. Then she lovingly spread out the rest of the cum, widening the stain on her blouse.
“I’m never going to wash it off. I want everybody to see it and if they ask I’ll tell them it’s a cum stain from my lover. I want one like it on everything I wear. I want it on all of my bras and panties and on the Sunday dresses I wear to church John. I want to wear it.”
“You’re a crazy little girl Grace but I love you for it, “ I told her. But then I made her promise not to tell people it was a cum stain and told her she better make an appearance with her mother and figure out how she was going to explain where she was. She planned on just saying she was outside in the sunshine reading a book and we agreed to try to meet later before she left for the day.
She did get her wish to lose her virginity to me but that part will have to wait for when I have time to write about it. And it turned out that I was right about her and her girlfriend watching porn. My innocent little church mouse wasn’t as ignorant as I had first thought but I’ll write down the details about the two of them and how they both lost their virginity in the next installment.
i first met Grace the summer before she started high school, a couple of weeks before she turned 14. She was the daughter of a woman who was a volunteer at a church where I was doing some contract work. I'd been coming in a couple of times a week for a half day at a time over the past several months and Suzanne, Grace's mother, had only started volunteering recently. She was an attractive woman in her mid to late 30’s and reasonably friendly. I thought briefly about flirting with her to see where it would lead but since it was a church and she was a member, I just didn’t think to push it. Grace was, in her own way, a very beautiful young girl. I say in her own way because she didn't have a supermodel type of beauty but rather a very warm and earthy kind of beauty. She had a perfect complexion, beautiful green doe eyes and soft, light colored reddish brown hair, a round face with a ready smile and don't let me forget, a D cup chest. The first time I saw her she was with her mom in the office. I didn't notice she was there when I came into the room but I glanced over and she was looking right at me. We made eye contact for several seconds. She stared right into my eyes and I couldn't tear my eyes away from hers. I thought she was absolutely beautiful and that was even before I noticed her fabulous tits.
Finally her mom glanced over and said, "This is my daughter Grace. Grace, this is Mister Jones," and she turned back to the computer work she was doing.
"Hello Mr. Jones," Grace said with a bright smile, and extended her hand. I stepped closer to her and our hands met. Hers was warm and somehow sensuous. She once again looked right into my eyes as we shook and I didn't let go of her hand right away. She didn't try to pull away and I reached my other hand over and stroked the back of her hand warmly. She smiled and reached her left hand over and stroked mine the same way.
The mood was broken by her mother who said, without looking up, "Mr. Jones is doing some work for the church so he's in and out of the office frequently. Mr. Jones, Grace will be working with me now that summer has started and she's out of school. She’ll be starting High School in the Fall and her birthday is in a couple of weeks. I'll try to keep her out of your way." I thanked her but avoided admitting that staying out of my way was the last thing I wanted Grace to do.
Over the next few weeks Grace and I would wind up alone together for short periods and we talked a lot. The short periods got longer and longer, one time lasting over a half hour. Grace lived in a rural area with no close neighbors and was home schooled. She only had one really good friend, Suzy, who was a little older than Grace and lived a mile or so from Grace. Grace’s mom was very protective and Grace didn't have to tell me that she was a virgin. That was obvious although it became apparent to me that her friend Suzy wasn’t as innocent as Grace. More on that next time.
Grace started confiding her problems to me and I told her she should use me as her confidante and she could talk to me about anything. "If there are things you don't want to ask your mom and dad, ask me. Anything. You can talk about boys, about sex, anything you want." She blushed at that. "I know you want to know about sex. At your age there's a lot of things you want to know about. So whatever you want to ask about, go ahead, even if it's about porn or masturbation, or losing your virginity or oral and anal sex, you can talk to me about it. I've done it all and I know what it's like to be your age. You'd like to know but there's no one to ask." She blushed again at all that but thanked me and said she would.
A couple of days later I was back again in the afternoon. The three of us were the only ones in the church that day. While I was in the office I heard her mom talking to Grace about makeup. She didn't really like the fact that Grace was using makeup. A little while later Grace wandered in to where I was working and we started talking. The subject got around to makeup and I told her that I liked a little makeup and I thought she was using it very well. She beamed at that and I also told her that I thought she was a very beautiful girl. "Oh thank you Mr. Jones. That really made my day. Thank you," she repeated.
"Well I really mean it Grace. And you don’t have to call me Mr. Jones when we’re alone together. Call me John. You really are one of the most beautiful young girls I've ever met. If I weren't 45 years old and married I'd be looking for the opportunity to take you in my arms and kiss you passionately."
She blushed at that but gave me a big smile. After a moment she said, "I don't think 45 is very old." She paused and looked like she wanted to say something more but just then I heard her mother calling her and she left. The next time I was there, Grace made a point of saying Hi to me as I walked in. It was another afternoon when no one else was in the church except us. Grace really attracted my attention by what she was wearing which was a very nice blue cotton mini skirt that only came down to mid-thigh and a lacy white top which actually showed a lot of cleavage. It barely came down to her waist, showing a little midriff and had a broad V coming down from her shoulders. It was pretty tight and seemed a size or two too small but it showed off most of her very ample breasts and only one of the two buttons were buttoned at the bottom. You could see her bra which only barely covered her nipples because I could see the brown of her areolas peeking past the edge of the bra. I had trouble keeping my eyes off her breasts. "That's a pretty sexy outfit Grace. Didn't your mom object to you wearing it? When did you get it? I haven’t seen it before."
“I bought if for a birthday present for myself for my 14th birthday. Suzy helped me get it. I gave her the money and she kind of picked it out and bought it for me. I wore a sweater on top of it so my mom wouldn’t see it. I only took off the sweater when I came out to say hello to you. I told my mom I was going to take a break and catch up on my reading when I saw you drive up," she added.
I had just walked in the back door of the church from the rear parking lot which was on a lower level. The rooms on this floor were partially below ground level because the church was built on a sloped lot. The office where her mother was working was on the floor above and on the opposite side of the church.
"Well I like getting the special treatment," I said. "I do love the outfit." It was always easy to make Grace blush, which she did again when I said that. Grace looked back down the hallway she had just come through and seeing there was no one, took my hand and led me into one of the Sunday School rooms. This was a toddler’s room and had things like toy boxes and a couple of day beads and cushioned mats on the floor for naps. She left the light off and closed the door. The only light in the room was through curtains in front of the single outside window which was about six feet above the floor.
Still holding my hand, she looked up at me. She acted a little nervous and I wondered what she was up to. I have to admit, my heart was beating faster and I was starting to get some very erotic ideas. Her voice was a little shaky. "I really don't think 45 is very old." There was a long pause and, "You can kiss me if you want to. I don't mind." I looked at her, bent down and kissed her on the lips. After a second or two she broke off the kiss.
"Oh sweetheart, a real kiss isn't a little peck on the lips. You have to throw your whole body into a real kiss. Is that what you want?" I asked. She nodded. "Are you really sure." She nodded again and breathed out a weak "yes". I wrapped my arms around her, one hand low on her back and pulled her up against me. She leaned up and we started kissing. Her lips were sweet and I hungrily kissed her. She responded and kissed me back. I opened my mouth and she followed suit and our tongues met. In one of our talks I had told her about French kissing and that it was a way to tell your partner that you wanted him to come inside you. It was a sex signal.
When she started sucking my tongue in her mouth I lowered my hands to the small of her back, resting along the top of the curve of her ass cheeks and gently pulled her crotch up against mine. She willingly followed suit and I knew she could feel the bulge in my shorts up against her. She kept kissing me, and her tongue was earnestly probing my mouth, playing with my tongue. I lowered both hands now to her ass, stroking her curvy cheeks through her skirt lovingly. She didn’t object but instead intensified her kisses and gyrated with me as our crotches pushed against each other.
After a minute or so of that, I ran my hands down over her ass to the hem of her skirt, and pulled the skirt all the way up. She kissed me more desperately when I did that and I ran my hands over her panties, feeling her warm cheeks through the thin, silky fabric. I broke the kiss now and started kissing her ears and neck. She gasped at that. She was one of those girls who really get turned on by ear and neck kisses. She was frozen with that, and I could hear her short, quick breaths every time I kissed a different spot. After a minute or so of kissing her ears and neck and caressing her ass through her panties I returned to our French kissing. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled our faces together as she plunged her tongue into my mouth and welcomed my probing tongue in hers.
My hands ran up to the top of her panties now and I ran them down under her panties and over her bare cheeks. She let out a muffled ‘mmmm’ as both of my hands groped her naked cheeks and she actually pressed her crotch more firmly into mine. After a couple of seconds of this I decided it was time to start undressing her. She clearly wanted to give me her virginity today. I wanted it too but I still wasn’t sure she was ready. She was only a very young 14 at that time. At any rate I pushed her panties down and she moved her hips back a little so they could fall to the floor. In a second they were at her ankles. We continued fervently kissing. Her warm, soft, and eager tongue was probing me so erotically that she was getting me higher than I thought she could this quickly. After a couple of more seconds of this I moved to the top of her skirt. It had an elastic waist and I pushed it down. Again she moved her hips back letting me do it. I pushed it down over her naked ass cheeks and it fell to the floor over her panties, leaving her nude from the waist down. She kissed me more frantically now and I held her bare cheeks in my hands and pulled her crotch firmly into mine. She still didn’t try to stop me but instead ground her pussy against the bulge in my own shorts.
At this point I reached behind, under her blouse, unsnapped her bra, and stopping my kiss, pulled up the blouse and the bra exposing her beautiful adolescent breasts. Even in the dim light I could see them perfectly. Her nipples were erect and I lowered my head, taking a breast in my mouth and started sucking her nipple, pulling as much of her breast into my mouth as I could. She moaned as I did that and my other hand reached up to caress and toy with her other breast. I stopped for a second and lifted her arms up. She gave no resistance as I lifted her bra and blouse up and dropped them on the floor. I stood back and just stared at the naked nymphet in front of me. Her pussy was almost as smooth as a baby's with virtually no hair at all, just wisps of soft, blondish fuzz. I'd told her how erotic a smooth pussy was in one of our little chat sessions and I think she was eager to show it off to me. I took her hands, guiding them to my belt buckle. She understood and undid my belt, unsnapped my shorts, pulled the zipper down, and my shorts fell to the floor. She hesitated so I took her hands, placing them on the waist band of my briefs. She looked up at me and I said softly, "Go ahead baby. Don't be afraid. Just pull them out in front and then down."
My cock was throbbing and straining at the front of the briefs, pushing out in a huge bulge. She slipped her fingers under the waistband and pulled out a couple of inches, both of us looking down as she did. The tip of my cock was moist and glistening and she just looked at it. She said weakly, “I’ve never seen a naked man before.” She paused and then admitted, “Except in pictures.” I wondered what kind of pictures. Was she watching porn with somebody? Maybe her girlfriend, I supposed.
I leaned down, pushed her hair aside and whispered softly in her ear, “I know you haven’t baby. But go ahead and kneel down so you can pull them down easier and see better. I’d love that.” Then I kissed her ear and gently pushed down on her shoulders. She willingly knelt down (we were on one of the cushioned nap mats) and worked my briefs down, leaving my cock naked and hard just in front of her face. I leaned forward a little and my hand pushed my cock down so it touched her lips. “Go ahead and kiss it sweetheart. It really loves that.”
“It does?” she said, her voice cracking a little and she looked up at me.
“Oh yes baby. Very very much. Do you want to try kissing it and sucking it a little?”
“Ok,” she whispered.
“Wet your lips sweetie, then just have a little fun and kiss all around it.” She licked her lips and I pushed my cock against her lips again. She gave a little kiss right on my wet tip and stopped to lick the pre-cum off her lips.
“It’s all wet Mr. Jones … I mean John. Is that pee?”
“No sweetheart. It’s pre-cum. It’s a little like saliva. We both make it when we get sexually excited. It makes it easier for a lover to push all the way into a virgin girl’s vagina like yours. You’re probably making a little bit of it now yourself. I love the taste of a girl’s pre-cum. I think you’ll like mine too. Go ahead and kiss some more. Put your lips around me too and enjoy the feeling of having me inside your mouth.” I said this in a soft, encouraging voice and she bent forward and gave me another kiss on the tip, licking the pre-cum from her lips again. I pushed my cock gently against her tongue as she licked her lips and I let out a small sigh of pleasure as her tongue passed over my tip.
She swallowed a little, licked her lips again and I pushed up against them a little more insistently. She parted her lips a little and I pushed the tip of my cock over her lips a half an inch. She opened more and I pushed further in. My tip was all the way in her mouth now and she started sucking on my cock. She started liking the taste of my pre-cum and she focused on my tip, sucking at it and running her tongue over it eagerly. I started fucking her mouth slowly now, getting her to take more and more of my cock until I was fucking in three or four inches. I hadn’t expected her tongue to be so eager and erotic and she was getting me a lot higher than I expected and a lot quicker than I expected. I didn’t know how much time we’d have either and I wanted to taste her pussy.
At that point I knew that we couldn’t risk taking the time to actually deflower her today. I wanted to have a really great fuck session when we did that and make it really special for her. There was no doubt that that’s what she wanted. So I decided that we’d do oral sex today and I’d see if she’d like the taste of my cum and swallow during her first time.
I leaned back and pulled out of her mouth. She tried to follow me back and kept sucking. “It’s ok baby. Let’s try something really nice. Let’s lie down and you lie on top of me.” I kicked off my shoes and socks and stripped off my shirt. I wanted us both to be totally nude. I lay down and guided her on top of me, her pussy kneeling right over my face. “We’re going to do what’s called a 69 sweetheart. Lower your pussy to my face. I’ll take it from there. You lay down so you can keep sucking my cock. We’ll both have a very nice orgasm and when I do cum, just keep sucking and drinking me down. Ok sweetheart?”
“What will it taste like John? I like the taste of your precum. Will it be like that?” she asked.
“A little like that sweetie,” I said encouragingly. And she lowered her mouth down on me and I felt her wet, eager lips close over my tip and recommenced sucking up and down on me. Her lips were incredibly soft and warm as they slid up and down on my cock and she kept sliding her tongue over my pee hole as she did it. I wasn’t going to last long. I looked up at her perfectly formed, little girl pussy. It was swollen and glistening. She was wet and totally turned on. I reached my arms under her legs and started stroking her pussy lips. She was still partially kneeling above me. I spread her lips and I could see her hymen even in the dim light. I reached up and started licking her pussy and she started moaning immediately and sucking me more furiously.
This turned me on even more and I started to tongue fuck her pussy as deeply as I could. I wondered if I could break her hymen with my tongue and while I was doing that I ran my thumb back and forth over her erect little clitoris. She moaned loudly when I did that and I knew she could be heard out in the hall even with the door closed but at this point I didn’t care because her sucking was driving me crazy. Almost involuntarily, I started arching up into her mouth and she responded by grinding her pussy down on my tongue. I forcibly licked and probed her with my tongue and stroked her clit with my thumb in time to her grinding. She moaned more and started just letting me fuck her mouth. I could sense her orgasm starting as I licked, sucked, and probed her beautiful little virgin pussy. She moaned, almost as if in great pain and I hoped like hell her mother was up in her office and that no one else would come in to that hallway. My own orgasm came on and with my first spurt into her mouth she clamped down on my cock, held my hips tight and started sucking wildly, alternately moaning and swallowing as my cum came in waves. She kept sucking my cock long after she had swallowed the last drop.
She had peaked while I was cumming in her mouth but she still kept grinding her pussy against my mouth so I continued exploring her little pink, quivering, virgin vagina. She started building again and I could sense she was going to have a second orgasm so I renewed my own attentions. I took my hands out from under her hips where my thumbs had been working her clit and reached up to her naked bottom, stroking it, running my hands over her cheeks, and pulling her pussy down to my mouth as I arched my head up. I started running my tongue roughly over her clit, punishing it and sucking on it. My tongue had been getting sore from tongue fucking her so I actually used my nose to keep fucking her while I sucked on her clit. She quickly had another orgasm, moaning and crying and grinding down into me. I eased back on what I was doing now. I didn’t want to risk taking any more time bringing her to another orgasm. She came down from her orgasm and I turned her around.
I couldn’t resist positioning her over my cock which was still partially erect. I knew we shouldn’t risk fucking now but I wanted to feel her swollen, eager, virgin lips against my cock. She settled down on me as my hands lovingly roamed over her bottom. “Can we … umm … are we going to …”, and her voice trailed off.
I kissed her ear and said very softly, “Baby do you mean … are we going to fuck now?” and I said the word “fuck” as gently as I could. I knew, or at least I thought that she hadn’t been exposed to explicit language before. She hesitated and then whispered back, “Yes.”
“Do you really want me to fuck you sweetheart?” I whispered back very softly.
“Yes,” she breathed back. “Yes I do. I do.”
“Go ahead and say the word sweetheart. I want to hear it,” I said. “Tell me you want me to fuck you and keep telling me and say please.”
“I … I want you to … to fuck me John,” she finally whispered in my ear. And then it came in a flood: “Please fuck me John. I want you to fuck me. Please fuck me. I want you to pop my cherry and I want to feel your … your cock inside me. And I want to suck your cock some more and taste your cum in my mouth again and feel your cum inside my … my pussy. I want you fuck me and fuck me and fuck me John. I want you to fuck me ten times every day John. Please fuck me.”
At this point I was sure she must have been watching some porn because I’d only used the words “cock” and “pussy” once and hadn’t said anything about popping her cherry. She hadn’t learned that from me and I wondered what else she’d learned from her girlfriend. I kept those ideas to myself and just said, “Oh I will honey. We will fuck and have some great sex. What we’ve done so far was wonderful, but we have to be careful sweetheart. I can get in a lot of trouble if we’re caught and we’ve been down here too long already. Your mother might be wondering where you are.“ But Grace had been moving her pussy up and down over my cock and I felt myself starting to get hard again. Her wet and hot labia were wrapped over my cock as she slid up and down and she was pausing on the up stroke when the tip of my cock was in the middle of her vagina. She was trying to impale herself on my cock.
“I know we shouldn’t,” she said disappointedly. “It just all feels so nice. I don’t want to stop.”
I knew we better stop fast or else I’d be the one who was wanting to keep going so I stood the two of us up and gazed longingly at the erotic beauty of the naked little nymph before me. I bent down and took one of her breasts in my mouth cupping the other with my hand and stroked her nipples with my tongue and fingers. She let a strained ‘Ohhhhhh’ and I knew I had to stop or she wouldn’t let me. I bent down, picked up her lacy bra and held it out to her. She reluctantly slipped her arms into it and fastened it. I picked up her panties and helped her step into them. Then she slowly put back on her blouse and skirt and she was dressed. But I was still standing there naked, cock at full erection now. She reached up and kissed me longingly on the lips, then dropped to her knees and took my cock into her mouth.
I wanted her to stop but I immediately lost that battle. “Graaaace,” I said with a strained voice. “You have to stop honey. We don’t have any more time.” But she kept on going. She put her arms around my hips and sucked up and down on my cock. Her tongue running all over my tip, probing me for more pre-cum. I felt another orgasm building and gave in to it, pumping into her mouth as her warm, insistent tongue stroked all over my cock and her soft, sweet lips sucked up and down, focusing on my tip and the underside of my cock. It only took a couple of minutes. I didn’t want to hold back. Pretty soon she started to make me cum a second time within a half hour. That was a record for me. The first spurt hit her tongue and she let out a satisfied “mmmmm” and then pulled back, holding my cock in front of her open mouth to watch. I spurted again onto her lips and cheek and she giggled and closed her mouth over me, eagerly sucking my cum out of me and swallowing as she did it. I groaned in pleasure as she continued until I softened and had to push her gently away.
She let me pull away and looked up at me with an angelic smile. The blob of cum on her cheek dripped down onto her white top. “I can get something to wash that off honey,” I said, about to go over to the sink which was in the room. She shook her head no and instead, dipped her finger into the blob of cum, scooping up half of it and licking it off her finger. Then she lovingly spread out the rest of the cum, widening the stain on her blouse.
“I’m never going to wash it off. I want everybody to see it and if they ask I’ll tell them it’s a cum stain from my lover. I want one like it on everything I wear. I want it on all of my bras and panties and on the Sunday dresses I wear to church John. I want to wear it.”
“You’re a crazy little girl Grace but I love you for it, “ I told her. But then I made her promise not to tell people it was a cum stain and told her she better make an appearance with her mother and figure out how she was going to explain where she was. She planned on just saying she was outside in the sunshine reading a book and we agreed to try to meet later before she left for the day.
She did get her wish to lose her virginity to me but that part will have to wait for when I have time to write about it. And it turned out that I was right about her and her girlfriend watching porn. My innocent little church mouse wasn’t as ignorant as I had first thought but I’ll write down the details about the two of them and how they both lost their virginity in the next installment.