It was a Saturday afternoon and we were getting ready for a birthday party. Zack, a cute 13yo boy was helping me get everything ready when I noticed him staring at my breasts. I looked down and saw my nipples poking against my shirt, I had been dipping ice cream and the cold had caused my nipples to harden. I looked at his crotch and saw his hard cock causing a tent in his shorts. I grinned at him and said “I guess you like what you see.” He blushed and started to apologize but I stopped him saying “It’s alright I like what I see too.” I then reached down and squeezed his cock. He moaned and pressed his crotch against my hand. I took his hand and slipped it into my pants and he slid his finger into my wet pussy. I looked up and saw the manager looking our direction so I told Zack we had better stop.

  That was a long afternoon. I was so horny I thought I would die and I know Zack was miserable too. I watched him talking to another boy who worked there named Darin and I knew they were talking about me. I even saw Zack let Darin smell the finger he had had in my pussy earlier.

  After the afternoon session we had a couple of hours before the evening session. I cleaned the snack bar then the manager called me into his office to talk about some bullshit that didn’t mean a thing to me. I started looking for Zack but he was not around. I walked to a storage room that nobody was supposed to be in; I thought I could at least get myself off. As I got to the door I heard Zack and Darin talking. “I can’t believe she let you put your finger in her pussy.” Darin said.

  “It was great she was really wet. I thought I would cum right there.”

  I opened the door a crack so I could look inside. I couldn’t believe it; they both had their pants down and were stroking their hard cocks. “Do you think she will let you fuck her?” Darin asked.

  “Man I hope so I’d love to slide my cock into her hot pussy.”

    “Too bad Lance called her into his office I hope he doesn’t know what you were doing.”

   “Yea that would suck. Hey do you want to do what we did last time?”

   “Yea if you do, that would be great.”

    I was shocked when Zack reached over and started stroking Darin’s cock then Darin grabbed Zack’s. This made me even hornier I had always had a thing for younger boys and it really turns me on to watch them play with each other. As I watched I rubbed my pussy through my pants. I was getting close to a major orgasm when Darin leaned over and took Zack’s cock into his mouth. Zack moaned and slid around into a 69. I walked into the room and said. “What’s going on boys?” They jumped up trying to cover their cocks and pull their pants up at the same time. I started laughing and said. “Calm down boys you’re going to hurt yourselves. Besides, I was enjoying the show.” As I said this I lifted my shirt over my head showing the boys my firm breasts and hard nipples. They stood there staring with their mouths open. I looked at their crotches and both cocks were fully erect. I reached out and grabbed a cock with each hand and began slowly stroking them. I kneeled in front of the boys for my first good look at their young cocks. Zack’s was about 5and a half inches long and he had just a small patch of blonde hair just above it. Darin was almost 15 he had a nice patch of brown hair above his 6 inch cock and a large pair of balls hanging below.

   I licked the head of Zack’s cock then I licked Darin’s. I looked up at the boys and said. “How long have you been sucking each other?”

   “About a month,” Zack said. “You aren’t going to tell anyone are you?”

  

   “Of course not,” I said with a smile. “It will be our little secret and besides I liked what I saw and I want to watch you guys get each other off.”

   “But I was hoping you would do it for us.” Darin said.

   “We’ll have a lot of fun but I want to watch you two first. It really turns me on.” I said gently squeezing their cocks.

   They laid on their sides each with his face inches from the others cock. Zack leaned in and started sucking Darin for all he was worth. Darin moaned as he sucked Zack’s cock into his mouth and bobbed his head fast trying to make his friend cum as quickly as possible. I pulled my jeans and panties off and rubbed my wet pussy while I watched them. I slid two fingers into myself and then circled my clit with them bring myself closer to a mind blowing orgasm. The boys were really getting into it. I heard them both moaning and knew they would cum soon. I saw Darin bucking his hips and then his body went stiff as he shot his hot load into Zack’s mouth. Zack swallowed fast as Darin kept pumping his mouth full of teenage cum. Zack loved it and as he was swallowing Darin’s load he moaned and filled Darin’s mouth as well. Seeing these two cute young boys swallowing cum was all I could take and I shoved three fingers into my cunt and moaned as I experienced the biggest orgasm I had ever had.

   I lay there exhausted trying to catch my breath when I felt a mouth on each of my nipples and two sets of fingers rubbing my pussy. I pulled Zack up to my face and kissed him driving my tongue into his mouth. I could taste Darin’s cum and I was getting hotter by the second. I pushed Darin lower and he began licking my pussy. I could tell it was his first time but what he lacked in experience he made up in enthusiasm. He would lick my clit then slide his tongue deep inside me. I pulled Zack up until his sweet boy cock was right in front of my mouth. Then I took him completely into my mouth I could feel his fine blonde pubic hairs tickle my nose. We kept this up for a few minutes then I had to have a dick in me. I pulled my mouth off of Zack and looked him in the eye and said. “I’m gonna make you a man. I want you inside me. Fuck me Zack, fuck me hard.”

   Zack pushed Darin away from my pussy then I reached down and guided his hard cock into my soaking wet pussy. We both moaned as it slid in. “Oh Lisa I’ve never felt anything like this before.” Zack said as he started fucking me with his thirteen year old cock. I knew he wouldn’t last long even though he had just shot a load in Darin’s mouth. He was fucking me hard and fast and I could feel his body shake as his orgasm approached. He pumped faster then he slammed into me and I felt his dick jerk as his hot cum filled my pussy. I locked my legs around his waist and ground my pussy against him as my second orgasm shook my body.

   Zack rolled off of me and I could feel his cum leaking out of my pussy. I scooped some on my finger and brought it to my mouth and licked it clean. “MMMMMMMM, you taste great Zack. Next time I want to taste it straight from the source.” I looked at Darin he was stroking his hard cock. I pushed him onto his back then straddled his hips and lowered my pussy onto his cock. I fucked him slowly enjoying the feel of his young cock in me. He had his hands on my ass moving me up and down faster and faster. I felt his dick getting harder and I knew he was about to cum. As I fucked him I started twisting his nipples and that was all it took. “OH FUCK I’M CUMMING!” He groaned as I felt his hot cum fill my pussy causing me to cum as well.

   I rolled off of Darin and lay there enjoying the effects of three orgasms when Zack surprised me by licking all of his and Darin’s cum from my pussy. Then he leaned over and licked Darin’s cock clean. He wiped his chin and grinned saying. “I didn’t want to waste any.” We all laughed and hugged each other then we dressed and one at a time we left the room and went back to work cleaning the rink for the evening session.

    Please let me know what you think. My address is lisa_7485@yahoo.com I’ll write more if I get a good response.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By the time I was fifteen, I still had the sexual knowledge of an infant. I sometimes got strange feelings and desires after puberty began, but I prayed much of the time to fight these feelings. In short, I had not so much as touched myself in an erotic way even by the time I was eighteen. I developed slowly and felt that I was an ugly girl during my adolescence. Being so conservative, my parents dressed me very plainly. I was not allowed to wear make-up (nor did my mother wear make-up) or wear anything that showed certain parts of my body. Basically, I could wear short sleeve shirts during the summer months only and I was only allowed to wear long skirts that barely showed my ankles. Never pants, as my parents forbid it because they showed the female body in a suggestive way they said. By the time I was eighteen and about to graduate, I still had very small breasts and was only about 5'2" tall. So I still felt much like a little girl. And my social development also reflected that. My father was a teacher at a Catholic school for girls and this didn’t help my social development. I know now that sometimes Catholic girls are often the subject of sexual fantasies, and that men especially like to think of them doing naughty things in their dorm rooms at night. This was not the way it was though, at least not in my experience. All my friends and roommates were very nearly as innocent as me. We never even discussed boys or sex or anything together. Ignorance was rampant I guess, or maybe spirituality was really that strong then. I’m not sure. But the closest thing we had to a discussion about sex was me asking one of my more well-developed friends why my boobs were so much smaller than hers. Even at this, we were carful to keep our voices down and prayed after the conversation to ‘cleanse our souls’ from what we had been discussing. Plus, we really didn’t get anywhere because neither of us knew the answer. Life was very simple and structured and dull in a lot of ways back then, but I can’t say that I didn’t have some good times as well. It wasn’t bad for me at all.

During my senior year at the school, my father talked with me quite a lot about my future. Of course, he wanted me to consider becoming a nun and devoting my life to God. It started out as a suggestion at first, but after I revealed to him that I wasn’t sure about it, he began to press me more and more. It drove a wedge between us and I began to rebel a little during that time. Nothing to serious or exciting, but I definitely changed my behavior. I began to think that I wanted to go into the world and experience new things for the first time. It started as just a thought to get back at my dad, but the more I thought about it the more I liked it. I hadn’t really thought of what I was going to do with my life until that year, and I always figured I would end up doing something in the service of the church. Now, however, I was researching more and more about other opportunities. By the time I graduated, my father and I were not talking to each other very much as he had pretty much learned that I was serious about striking out on my own, at least for a while. It made him very uncomfortable.

By graduation day, I had already made plans to move. Of all places, I chose to move to Miami. I had saved some money I had been earning for many years working during the summer months and I bought a used car, got my license, and had already made my plans. I figured I could easy my way to Miami and look for an apartment and then a job. I had no idea what to expect, but my main interest was to just enjoy a new life for a while. I was extremely excited. I had done some research on how to go about doing the plans I had made and I felt I was ready. Dad was very proud on my graduation day and we talked a long time for the first time in weeks. He said he understood my plight and gave me his full blessing, and that caused me to cry in delight. Now my mission goal was complete with my father’s blessing and I was excited as can be when I drove away from my conservative home for the first time the next morning.

It didn’t take me long to learn things. After arriving in Miami, I got an apartment that supplied all utilities as well as cable television and I began watching late night movies that would never have been allowed in my parents home. They were not pornographic movies, just regular Hollywood movies, but the things they showed were eye-opening for me. It’s weird to think about it now, but those movies were really the first time I had been subjected to anything of that nature. The violence and sex in them were giving me all sorts of ideas that I prayed on often. These, and many other experiences slowly started to break me from my shell. In the following weeks, I slowly began to change my appearance. I spent a lot of time at the beach and I wanted to look more like those girls I would see in their bikinis. It was shocking at first, but I slowly got up more and more courage to explore. Before long, I had a good job at a local restaurant, I was wearing all the skimpy outfits that everyone else was wearing, I was enjoying wearing make-up and jewelry, and generally becoming happy with my appearance for the first time in my life. I was even beginning to attract the attention of boys down at the beach from time to time. I wasn’t ready for that at all and would easily scare them away with my shyness and awkwardness when they would talk to me. I would feel relieved when they left though. I thought I would just take my time with that. I was still just eighteen and figured there was no hurry in getting a boyfriend.

One Saturday I decided to do something that I had wanted to do for a long time. I had worked the late shift at the restaurant and had the next day off so I decided to finally try deep sea fishing. The day before I had met a man at the dock who said he would take me out for the day for a fraction of the price most of the others were charging. All I needed to bring was myself. He would take care of all the equipment, food, and supplies. His name was Brandon and he was a young man about thirty years old. He was married to a girl named Amanda who was a couple of years younger than him. They both lived on their newly acquired boat, which was very large and nice, and had just begun taking on charters to earn their living. I was immediately comfortable with both of them on my initial visit and so that along with the price was hard to pass up.

Brandon had told me to arrive back at the dock on Saturday at four o’clock that morning. I asked him why so early, and he said it was so we could get to the best fishing areas before the others. I thought that was a good idea, even if it would mean little sleep before departure. I was still sleepy when I arrived at the dock and boarded. They were both stirring in the boat getting it ready when I arrived and we soon departed. I was sitting on the fishing deck in a chair enjoying the cool night air and I fell asleep. I was still tired and hadn’t gotten much sleep after a late and busy night at the restaurant. The next thing I knew, the sun was shining in my eyes and we had traveled way out into the ocean. There was no land to be seen and I heard the boats engines come to a stop.

"We’re here!" Brandon yelled down, seeing me awake. "Let me get you set and we can start doing some fishing!"

He seemed thrilled to be out in the ocean on his boat and I could tell he loved his job. I hadn’t looked up at him until he started down the latter from the control deck and I saw something I couldn’t believe. He was completely naked! I watched in shock and awe as his huge balls and cock swayed back and forth as he descended. Even flaccid, his dick must have been seven or eight inches long! His body was completely tanned and shaven, even his balls and ass! The only hair on him was on his head. And he was well built and muscular. I couldn’t take my eyes off him as it was the first time I had seen the naked anatomy of another man in real life, and the first time I had even seen a man’s genitals. When he jumped off the latter’s second step he turned around and threw his hands out at his sides with a smile.

"Is this great or what?!" He said. "Nothing like the open sea air to get you going in the morning!"

Then he must of seen the look of surprise on my face as I shyly covered it with my hand, speechless.

"What is it Meg? You look like you’ve seen a ghost." He asked with concern.

"Your naked Brandon," I said, "where are your clothes?" I softly asked.

"Oh, that. You know about this, it’s on my sign. Clothing optional remember?" He said.

He must have been able to tell from my horrified silence that I knew nothing about this ‘clothing optional’ because he continued.

"Don’t tell me you didn’t see that? Damn! I told Amanda we didn’t write it large enough on the sign." He exclaimed.

Just then his wife Amanda walked out from the house door and she too was naked! She had shaven her pussy and I could see the front of her clit as she moved to the deck. She was carrying a tray with three plates of eggs and what turned out to be three Bloody Mary’s when she noticed the awkwardness of the scene.

"Is something wrong guys?" She asked. Brandon immediately got on her for the sign and told her my ignorance of the ‘clothing optional’ thing.

"Well, that’s no problem. I’m sure Megan will adjust. Remember Meg, you don’t have to take your clothes off if you don’t want to. But I hope you don’t mind if we do. We are nudists and it’s just kind of a part of our lives." She said.

I slowly began to tell them I didn’t mind, though it was a lie. I had never been more uncomfortable in my life, but at the same time excited. After all, this sort of thing doesn’t happen every day and a girl in my situation was like a sponge to new experiences. My feelings were tugging at one another, a mix of awkwardness and arousal. The strangest thing is that I didn’t know who I was more attracted to at that moment, Brandon or Amanda! She was gorgeous and I had never looked at another woman that way until then. Amanda sat the food down on a table surrounded by chairs and told me to come and get it. Brandon was already sitting down and beginning the meal when I got up. His cock was so large it was lying limply over the edge of the chair beneath him as he ate. I watched his cock as I sat down, not noticing until I was seated that Amanda had noticed my stares and was smiling at me with a quirky grin. I immediately turned my attention to the food and grabbed my share.

"What is this?" I asked, pointing at the drink now sitting in front of me.

"That’s a Bloody Mary." Amanda said. "Haven’t you ever had one before."

"No, not actually. What’s in it?" I asked.

"Mostly just tomato juice and vodka." She answered, giving me a puzzled look.

I had known of alcohol, being from a Catholic family, but I had never tried it myself, other than the wine we got during service. I decided it was harmless though and took a drink. I found it surprisingly good and quickly began to enjoy my meal. After I had finished, I asked if I could have another Bloody Mary and Amanda quickly rose up with a smile and said, "Of course! I’ll get us all another drink."

As the next half hour passed, I had drank three Bloody Marys, each stronger than the last, and was feeling another new experience. I was getting pretty tipsy. This was loosening me up and making more comfortable with the situation as we talked about Miami and how much we all loved it. They mentioned clubs and restaurants and all kinds of things they do as I asked questions. They even mentioned something called a swingers club that, at the time, I didn’t know anything about. Then Brandon suggested we get me geared up for fishing and Amanda began to clear the table. Brandon was moving toward the fishing poles when I suddenly said something I couldn’t quite believe. I was again watching his cock sway from his walking and it kind of just blurted out.

"Hold on a minute Brandon. I want to change." I said.

He turned and looked at me (which is what I was waiting for) as I pulled my t-shirt over my head. Then I undid my bikini top I had on underneath and let it fall next to my shirt on the deck.

 

"There you go girl!" Brandon smiled. "That’s more like it. Your going to love the feeling of freedom you get. Especially way out here in front of all of nature."

I smiled back and then pulled my bikini bottoms down and kicked them to the side before walking over to Brandon. He must have been very comfortable with seeing people without their clothes on. He only remarked about how good my body looked, and how much fun I was going to have today. My skin was still rather white as I didn’t tan too well being a redhead, and his comments made me feel good. He told me to get in the fishing chair that was raised up on the end of the deck out the back of the boat. I made my way up carefully, still buzzing hard from the drinks, and he handed me a pole and showed me how to get it ready. After a while he let me go at it on my own, having already baited and caste my hook and showing me what I needed to do. I really was enjoying it all. Being naked was exhilarating enough, but I have to admit I was really getting into the fishing as well. It was quite an experience but only the beginning of a wonderful day.

I had been up on the seat for about an hour and had caught a couple of smaller fish. It was becoming more fun by the minute and I became amerced in it. Brandon had been fishing with a smaller pole from the side, but hadn’t caught anything. I had my hook in the water for quite a while just thinking about different things and enjoying the warm sun on my naked body when I realized I hadn’t even had a bite in quite a while. I turned and was about to ask Brandon if I needed to check the bait when I saw something peculiar that made me stop and stare. Brandon still was fishing off the side, but had moved down farther toward the front of the deck. Amanda was standing beside him and was apparently saying something in his ear that I couldn’t hear. Her head was very close to his ear as if she was whispering and I was surprised to see her tongue come out and lick his ear lobe. Then I noticed that her hand, though hidden from my sight, was low in front of Brandon and her arm was moving rapidly. Now most people might have guessed what was going on, but I didn’t as I stared in wonder about what they were doing. Then Brandon sat his pole into a slot on the side of the boat and turned around toward Amanda. I was looking from the side but could now see that Amanda was stroking his penis with her hand. His penis had become extremely erect and must have been at least ten or twelve inches long! I opened my mouth in awe but did not speak. I barely noticed I was still holding the pole as I felt a wetness between my legs. I was feeling true arousal for the first time and didn’t even realize it right away. I almost involuntarily let go of the pole and unhooked it from my waist. I then reeled it in and sat it in a holster on the side of the chair and turned back to the couple. Amanda was just beginning to drop to her knees when I looked again. I couldn’t believe it when I saw her slowly open her mouth, close her eyes, and place Brandon’s penis inside her mouth! She then began to move her head back and forth as she sucked his cock. I hadn’t even realized I was getting out of my seat until my feet were back on the deck. I watched in lust as I walked over beside Brandon and put my arm around his waist, running my hand over his perfect ass. He was a little startled to see me at first because he had his eyes closed, but he only smiled and put his arm around me, feeling my ass as he did. His touch was incredible and I felt my pussy get even wetter as I looked at him. Suddenly he began to lean in and I instinctively met his mouth with mine. We were kissing heavily (the first time that intensely for me) when I heard Amanda’s voice.

"Hello Meg. Do you want to help me down here? I could use some." She said.

It startled me at first as I quickly pulled away from Brandon and looked at her, realizing how angry she might be. She only gave me a motion to join her before going back to work sucking his cock. I looked at Brandon and he told me to go ahead if I wanted to. That was all I needed. My pussy was burning with desire and I could feel my juices beginning to flow down my thighs a little. I made my way to my knees beside Amanda and watched as she sucked. Then she pulled her head away and pointed his amazing cock toward me, offering me a taste.

"What do I do?" I asked shamefully.

"Is this your first time?" She asked

I admitted it was and she assured me it was fine and that I should just relax. She then told me that it was really nothing more than sucking, as you might suck a milkshake through a straw. It seemed to make sense to me, although I couldn’t really understand at that time why a guy would like that. It wasn’t me to decide however as I opened my mouth and let his head pass my lips. His cock as warm and slick from Amanda’s saliva. And it felt soft on the surface, even though it was as rigid as a log. I sucked for a time before beginning to move my head back and forth like I had seen Amanda do. Brandon was really beginning to react as he moaned louder and louder. It was really turning me on and I had a burning desire to touch myself. Another first for me, I took a hand down to my pussy and began to rub at my clit. I had never experienced it and I couldn’t believe the feeling I was getting. I was really getting into it when Amanda stopped me suddenly. I pulled away and looked at her as she spoke.

"I think I’d better take it again Meg. Brandon’s about to cum and I don’t know if you’re ready for that yet." She said.

"What do you mean he’s ready to cum?" I asked.

"Just watch. I think you will like this." She answered.

She then put Brandon’s cock into her mouth and began to suck it feverishly. She had one hand on his shaft and was stroking it as he pumped her head faster on his rod. Then Brandon said, "here it comes" and she pulled her mouth away and continued to stroke his cock. Just then an amazing thing happened as Brandon began to shoot thick white cream from his cock. It was landing all over Amanda’s breasts and a little on her face. Then it began to stream out of his cock onto her hand and thighs as he finished. He fell back onto the edge of the boat in apparent exhaustion as she milked the last of his cum from his cock. I was awestruck!

"You see Meg, he comes a lot and I didn’t want you to be surprised by it." She said as she licked a little off her hand.

Little did she know that I had no idea about any of this. I didn’t know what happened during sex of any kind and I was frozen with lust and awe.

"Would you like a taste? His cum is really pretty good." She asked. "You can lick some off his cock or, if you want, off my tits."

I didn’t hesitate in taking his cock back into my mouth as she pointed it toward me once again. He was still hard and his cum did taste quite good. It didn’t really matter though because something instinctively wicked inside me was urging me to taste it no matter what. Then I found myself looking at her cum-covered tits and I popped Brandon’s cock out of my mouth and moved slowly to her breasts. I took one nipple into my mouth and then began to move from one to the other licking and sucking Brandon’s cum down my throat. I was in a place I had never even imagined and I had no second thoughts about it. I had never even considered being with a woman in that way before. I had never even thought it was an option. I had heard sermons against homosexuality before, but never fully understood what they were talking about. Now I knew and I couldn’t help myself. My mouth eventually explored as high as her neck when she pulled me away and gave me a look of want and desire. Then without a word, she pulled me roughly to her face and we embraced in a passionate kiss that lasted what seemed like hours. Then she pushed me back gently and began to kiss down my body. She took care in licking and sucking each of my nipples and I was loving the sensation intently. I even began to moan as she started for my belly button. It was after she passed that point that I suddenly became aware of her ultimate destination and I grabbed her.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I was just kissing you Meg. Is there something wrong?" She answered.

"Are you planning on going down there?" I asked, as I touched my swollen and wet pussy.

"Yes I was, unless you don’t want me too." She said with a puzzling look.

I thought about it for a moment and then told her that I wanted her too. But I was self-conscious about my pubic hair. After all, they were both clean shaven and I was in need of some maintenance. I asked her to shave me. I won’t get into too much detail, but she did love the idea and accepted. The entire process was as sensual as her kisses had been and after she finished, I felt a cleanness and freeness that I had never felt. It was soon replaced with overwhelming excitement again however, as she had no more than finished washing me off when she dove her head and tongue firmly on my pussy mound. It was undescribably having her eat my pussy. I knew that I loved her then and there. I felt a strong buildup in my loins and knew something big was about to happen. Just as Amanda inserted a finger into my pussy, I came. The feeling was uncontrollable as I began to buck and scream like a wild woman. Amanda increased her activities until I could no longer take it and had to pull away, begging her to stop. She laughed a little as I laid back onto the deck and tried to get my breathing back under control. Then I wanted to make her feel the same. I rose up and she was already laying on her back with a finger in her pussy. I quickly positioned myself at her mound and gave her clip a flick of my tongue, which made her tense up with pleasure. It took some doing, but I was beginning to understand what made her feel good and she was just about to cum. I was fingering her pussy and she was moaning loudly when I felt something touch my clit. I looked around to see Brandon on his knees behind me and I knew what he wanted. I didn’t answer, but didn’t move away as I turned back toward Amanda. Then I felt his cock enter my tight pussy and I had to bite my lip from the fullness.

"God your tight Meg!" He said. And then he gave a firm push to fully enter my pussy.

His cock was enormous, but it somehow fit. I was tight with a mixture of pain and pleasure as the feeling was like nothing else. He then slowly began to pump in and out of my pussy and I was cumming again within seconds. I finished off Amanda the best I could, but I was almost incapable of anything else but enjoying Brandon’s cock as it pumped in and out of me, faster and faster. Soon he said he needed to cum again and this time I spun around and took his hard cock into my mouth. I stroked it as I sucked, just as Amanda had done, but I didn’t get it out of my mouth before his streams began to hit my throat. I fought off a gag, but held him inside my mouth as he finished. Then I swallowed and it was the best thing I had ever tasted. It was good off of Amanda’s tits, but having this much at once was wonderful. I knew I was hooked.

The fishing was pretty well over with at that point. We spent the entire day exploring and fucking each other until we were all exhausted. We didn’t even go back to Miami that day as we stayed out on the ocean all night. Before we returned on the next day, they had made me a proposition I couldn’t refuse. I was in love with them both and agreed to stay with them on the boat and help them with their new business. I whole-heartedly accepted and knew I had found what I wanted in life. It was so far away from where I began, but it was what I knew I wanted. Our love has grown deeper every day and we never neglect each other’s needs. We are probably what some would call ‘over-sexed’ because we indulge ourselves multiple times a day usually. We have even had a few other clients that have joined us in our sexual escapades. But it is still just the three of us right now, and we are completely happy.

 

The day that it happened I was over at their house pretty early in the morning. I was over to pick Will up so we could go golfing with some other guys and as I was waiting in his living room for him to get his clubs Katie walked out of her room. She was clinging to a towel like it was holding her body together, and that was all she had on. Her hair and skin were still wet from her shower. Her lips grew like a bell into a perfect smile and her eyes opened wide.

“Hey,” she said as nonchalantly as she could, I’m sure.

I gave her a little hi and smile back and she continued right through the house as Will came out, ready to leave. We were gone through almost the whole afternoon and got back to Will’s at around 5 o’clock. It seemed like no one was home when we got there. Will’s parent’s owned a restaurant and were almost always there into the late evenings and Katie was nowhere to be seen. We hung around the house for a minute and really did nothing. Will got a call a few minutes later from his mom reminding him to run a check out to the restaurant, which was about 15-20 minutes away. He said I could hang around his house if I wanted to and wait for him to get back. I had no interest in taking the drive out to the restaurant, so I told him I would take a shower while he was out. He left and I took off immediately for Katie’s room. In all the years I had been coming over to this house I had never really been in Katie’s room for more than a couple minutes, and now I had it all to myself. I opened the door and took in the scent that was without a doubt, all her. He wandered into her room in what was almost like a trance. I stared at the walls and messed around with all of the little things on her dresser and desk, and then I was finally staring at the top drawer. I pulled it back and gazed down at the marvelous treasure chest that was her panty-drawer. She had little thongs, g-strings, boy shorts, and bras of every colour. There was lace, silk, and cotton, everything that I imagined hugging close on her thighs, around her waist, and over that perfect ass. I picked up a few pairs to fully examine. First a ruffle-y, pink thong with a heart cut-out above the ass. Next, it was a pair of lacey, blue, full bottom panties that I’m sure fit the shape of her ass perfectly. And just as I was about to pick up a little, white cotton thong I heard her.

“Looking at my panties, huh? What do you think?” She laughed a little and rested against her bedroom door.

“Oh, it was, I was just only…” I trailed off.

“Where did Will go?”

“To the restaurant, he left 2 minutes ago probably,” I tried to straighten myself up.

“Good, so we have a minute.”

I couldn’t believe what I just heard, I laughed a little. “What?” She took a few steps toward her bed and egged me on again. “Come over here.” Her eyes caught me like a lasso and her direction was the only direction I knew.  I walked closer to her and she put her arms around my neck as we our lips fell together perfectly. We continued kissing as I ran my hands up and down her sides. She wore a pair of jeans that could have only been painted on, they squeezed her hips and thighs better than her own skin and a black halter top dangled down over them. She pulled back from our kiss for just a second.

“How bad do you want me?” She asked me.

“More than you even know.”

“Show me”.

After she said that I was just off to the races. I picked her up by her ass and laid her out on the bed. My mouth moved from her lips down to her neck, back up to her ear, back to her mouth, and then across her chest. As I was kissing her chest I could feel her start to wriggle in anticipation, and I didn’t feel like being one to make her wait. The halter top she was wearing had single loop that went around her neck in the back, which left her shoulders unoccupied, and her breasts easily accessible. I pulled down the sides of her top to expose her breasts, she wasn’t wearing a bra, and this drove me wild. I left my tongue fall out on top of her small nipples as I drug them along her perfect chest, and brought her nipples an erect state of arousal. As I continued to circle her nipples and suck them lightly, I let my hand fall between her legs. I could feel the button of her jeans on my wrist as my fingers flexed over her jean & panty covered pussy. I flexed them hardly, then gently as I could feel her pussy already starting to moisten. She let out tiny whimpers of pleasure between to attention to her nipples and her pussy. This went on until I could feel the erection in my pants getting harder than I had ever felt before, Katie must have had some sort of intuition to this as she glided her hand over my jeans, and giving me an audible smile as she grabbed hold of my jean covered cock. We continued to stroke each other until the jeans we both had on seemed so unnecessary, my worked at my belt as I unsnapped and unzipped her jeans. We crept around on the bed as we removed all our denim, revealing me in my black and white boxer briefs, and Katie, looking nothing less than perfect in her little thong. It was a yellow mesh thong, with pink bits of lace across the front and the sides and a little ribbon above the ass in the back. She stood up on her knees in front of my as we took off our shirts as well. She looked phenomenal there in nothing other than her outrageously sexy panties. I put hands on the small of her back and the back of her neck as I brought her in for another kiss. My hands then fell down her back, grabbing hold of the uncovered parts of her ass. She was so smooth, she was such a dream. I handled her ass as we handled one another’s tongues. I brought my hands around from her ass to touch her panty covered pussy, she was now soaking and I started to stroke her harder. And with this, her little whimpers of pleasure turned to definite moans. I wanted to give her as much as I could give her; I kissed her then whispered for her to lay on her back. As she fell back on the bed I positioned myself between those beautiful, long legs.  I put my hands on her hips by her panties; I stalled for just a second and said.

“You know, I really love looking at these. It’s sort of a shame to take them off.”

“Well, you can have them.” She said and winked.

I trembled at everything she was saying and doing. Then I gazed ahead of me at her panty covered pussy and gave it one last kiss before I slid them off and went to work on her bare pussy. She was shaved perfectly like it had never even seen hair. And she was so wet at this point that my tongue slid all over her clit and around pussy. I worked at her tiny cunt with marked intensity. I lapped up every bit of juice she had to give me and tickled her clit with the tip of my tongue. I started to run one finger in and out her as slowly as I could and still focus my attention in on her swelling clit. We were both getting insanely involved with this. I put my hands under tiny ass and lifted her whole lower body. I spread her little ass cheeks with my thumbs and started to run my tongue over her ass and back to her clit. I never really thought she would be the type of girl who love getting ass licked, but she really was. I liked nothing better than the feeling of having a girl squirm and buckle while I used my tongue to do her; this was making my cock want to explode.

“I need you in me.” She told me.

Before her sentence had even ended I was peeling off my boxer-briefs and bringing the head of my long cock toward the opening of her now drenched with spit and pussy juice slit. She brought her hand down to direct my cock straight in and she put her other hand on the back of my neck as she pulled both hands in closer. My cock plunged deep into her pussy and I went for a kiss that went unfulfilled, because she wasn’t able to close her mouth as my cock pushed into her. Her pussy was as wet as I’ve ever felt one and she was as tight as my own skin, I wondered if this was her first time. Just thinking about that made me ram her harder and harder, as her definite moans now turned to erotic shrieks.

“God, your cock is so big. Fuck me, good God, fuck me, baby.”

She sounded like such a slut, it couldn’t be any better. Our hips smacked and our bodies slammed together. I held onto her hips and she brought her legs around my waist. The sounds of her moans and our skin slapping blended into a perfect harmony and we were in bliss. The longer we went on the more and more intense I got not letting up a bit, I once more put my hands under ass and picked her up. I had her whole lower body off the bed which gave me the leverage to drive deeper and deeper into her.

“Oh fuck! That’s it. Right there, that’s it,” she started in a scream, but then tapered off into a little moan. Her noise level worked like a boomerang in that moment. She screamed “Oh fuck!” then got quieter as he told me “that’s it,” like she was falling into a coma. Then it all came back like a wave.

“I’m cumming! Oh God, baby! Fuuckk, yessss!” She shrieked and rumbled and shook, as felt her pussy clench around my cock and then release, 3 times over. Her body fell almost lifeless back to the bed as she fell off of my cock. She laid on the bed for a moment silent as her body continued to tremble. She then reached her out toward my cock and opened her eyes as she grabbed. I looked down as well to see it still dripping with her juices, as well as little bits of her blood. It was her first time.

“Look at all of my cum all over your cock.” She giggled a little bit. I laughed back a little bit between breaths.  “Yeah, I guess.”

“I want you to cum on me.” She told me.

“You know, I would just love that.” We told each other this all between kisses.

“Where do you want your cum, baby?”

“All of your ass, Katie. It’s so perfect and I have nice big load waiting for it.”

“Perfect.”

She crawled out from underneath me and assumed the position on all fours in front of me. She pushed her head down onto the pillows at the top of her bed and put her hands back to spread her ass for me. I walked up and spanked her ass lightly as I grabbed my cock and rested it between her cheeks, with it pointing toward the ceiling.

“You’ll love this.” I told her. She could only giggle and moan in return.  With my cock and her cunt both still soaking from all our foreplay and our romp before hand, I needed no extra spit and my cock worked its own way in. If I thought that her pussy was tight originally taking her now from the back was even tighter. And if I thought I had been deep in her before, I was again happily mistaken. I loved taking girls from the back. It’s so sexy watching their asses giggles from the contact with my hips, hearing an entirely different moan from them based on this different point of entry, watching their backs arch up as they build up their little cums and climaxes, even just the sound our slapping bodies made was enough to drive me wild. And Katie was better than all girls. It was like she was throwing her own ass and pussy back toward my cock. Her ass was perched up and poked out so high above the rest of her body, she looked like a pin-up model. Her moans were muffled by her pillows, but were almost just as audible as they were before. I watched as my cock sank into her inch by inch, I loved being in control of her like this. And following suit with that idea I took both of her hands and held them on the small of her back like she was hogtied as I used to the other hand to hold onto her hips. I was completely carried away by my own sexual prowess, at this point.

“God, Katie you fucking slut. You’re so fucking sexy. I’m going to cum all over you. You know that, right?”

“Cum on me baby, do it. I’m your slutty little cunt, fuck me!”

It was this that triggered the last few pumps on her little ass that sounded like a tackle in the NFL. Then, it was the release. I pulled out and exploded all over her. The initial shot traveled all the way toward the middle of her back, and the rest trailed in little globs all over both of ass cheeks, down her asshole and the backs of her legs. It was massive.

“Mmmm, God yes” She said as I ran my now cock over her ass, mixing up all of my cum. She took her own hand and rubbed it all over her ass to collect the cum then brought it to her mouth to taste it.

“Oh, yum,” after saying this she turned around and told me she wanted to clean me off. She took my now almost limp cock and spit all of the cum in her mouth onto it and proceeded to suck it all back off of my cock. She looked up at me with her big, brown eyes and cum covered lips.

“You taste real good.”

“Yeah?”

“Oh, definitely.”

As she continued to lick along my cock her door shot open, it was Will.

“Man, what the fuck?!” he said, sounding a little distressed. “I knew you’d try this.”

“Sorry, man, I….” He left before I could finish.

Katie looked at me and laughed. “Don’t worry, I doubt he really cares. Now, I think these are yours now?”

She handed me her yellow thong and we kissed one last time before getting dressed.

wrestled with my inner conscience until she again spoke.

“Please let me look at it.”

My conscience flew out the window and I reached down and pulled the

leg of my shorts up exposing half of my hard cock. The cool air was

almost painful as the shaft jerked a little. Amy’s eyes were glued to

my now exposed hard on and as if in a trance she reached her right

hand out and lightly touched the head near the little hole.

I scooted a little closer giving her better access and she took full

advantage as she reached lower and wrapped her dainty little hand

around the shaft just below the head. I am not well endowed but not

dinky either. Her hand small barely reached around the circumference

but what she managed to grasp was now fully erect and throbbing with

each beat of my heart.

“It’s so hard and hot.”

 She was lightly stroking my dick and looked up to my face. There I

detected the look of lust and I smiled. As she continued stroking my

shaft I laid my hand on her inner thigh and stroked lightly. A moan

escaped from deep within her throat and I could tell she was getting

more into jacking me off.

Her stroked became faster as her hand was now grasping lower and

letting it slide up until her hand stopped at the little bell at the

end of my cock.

I got up to my knees and now the head was lined up close to her face.

Her eyes widened as she got a close up view. I tilted my hips forward

and the head was a mere inch from her closed lips. She tentatively

stuck her tongue out and touched it to the tip next to the little

hole. A drop of seminal fluid had formed there and she demurely licked

it off.

Realizing that the taste was not so bad she licked again and I lurched

forward still and I bumped against her mouth.

“Open up Amy, I want you to suck my cock,” I whispered.

“I’ve never done it before,” came her reply. “Will you show me what to

do?”

“Just open your mouth and take the head in and use your tongue to lick

under the head,” I gasped.

She closed her lips around the crown and licked profusely. Her hand

was still wrapped loosely around the shaft and unknowingly stroked.

“Now take a little more in your mouth, Amy and suck.”

My cock was as hard as it ever had been as this teenager strained to

suck my dick deeper into the hot wet cavern of her mouth. Her

breathing strained and her nostrils flared as my unit touched the back

of her throat. She gagged a little as her reflex kicked in.

“Go slow Honey; you don’t need to take it any deeper.”

She relaxed a little and sucked harder but not deeper. Her hand was

moving faster up and down my hard on and I reached down and wrapped my

hand in her hair as I started to slowly fuck her face.

Controlling the tempo now she surrendered her hand to my ball sack and

gently rolled the contents gently. I reached down and grabbed her

nipple and pulled lightly which elicited a groan from Amy.

What she lacked in experience she made up with enthusiasm as her lips

were sucking harder and her groans more often as I was humping her

mouth as if it were her pussy.

I was slow close to cumming that it was all I could do to keep from

grabbing the back of Amy’s head and pushing my cock all the way in her

throat and dump my pent up load there. I decided that is I was ever

going to fuck this young lady I better stop this heavenly blow job.

Saliva and precum left a string between her mouth and the head of my

dick when I pulled out. She whimpered and looked up at me with those

innocent yet passionate eyes.

“I’m going to fuck you now, Amy” I said.

“But Mr. Walker I’m a virgin. I’ve never had anybody in me and I’m not

sure. It’ll hurt won’t it?” 

“No boy has ever put their cock in you?” I was shocked.

I figured in this day and age that she had been on dates and probably

had petted with boys and I found it hard to believe she had never

enjoyed the passion and intimacy that intercourse could produce.

“No I’ve only had a boy play with my boobs and one boy touch me down

there but I got scared and made him stop,” she demurely replied.

“Lay back honey, I’ll be as gentle as possible and I will try not to

hurt you.”

She lay back on the couch with her legs tightly closed and looked up

at me with a fearful look in her eyes.

I crawled up between her legs and kneeling I put my hands on her knees

and gently spread her legs. I looked down between the thighs and gazed

at her swollen wet labia. I pulled her left leg higher until it was

resting on the back of the couch. I scooted closer and reached wit my

right hand and lightly petted her outer lips.

She cooed softly and closed her eyes. As I scooted closer yet I tool

my steel hard phallus in my left hand and slipped the head against her

dewy vagina. Her hips involuntarily jerked as I came in contact with

her hooded clit.

I lined up with the entrance to her love canal and thrust slightly

until just the head penetrated her pussy. She gulped a large intake of

air as the lips surrounded tightly around the crown. I pushed a little

deeper and was immediately surrounded in a hot moist oven. She was wet

enough to accept my cock as I was no hung horse but she was tight

enough to make penetration slow.

I pushed further until the head encountered the barrier to her inner

depths. I looked at Amy and her eyes were squeezed tightly closed and

her brow furrowed in deep concentration. I knew that if I wasn’t

hurting she that this being her first cock it was most likely

uncomfortable.

“Are you ready Amy? I am going to break your hymen with my cock now”

“Mm hmm,” she murmured more to herself than me.

“Relax as much as you can and I will try not to hurt you too much. I

know it will a little but let me know and I can slow down.”

“Go ahead Mr. Walker, it doesn’t hurt much now.”

She reached up and grabbed my shoulders as I lay closer to her until

my chest was barely touching her breasts.

I withdrew until just the head was buried in her and told her, “Hang

on Amy I am going to do this now.”

 I reached my left hand down and took her little button rolled it

around between my fingers.

She moaned a little and I took that opportunity to bury deep in her

cavern and tear her cherry and I did not stop until I was buried pubic

bone to pubic bone.

Her finger nails dug into my shoulders and she stifled a sob and I

felt an initial guilt as I took her virginity. I stayed still to let

her get used to the instrument that was buried balls deep in her.

“Are you alright Amy?”

She nodded her head and whispered, “I’m Ok Mr. Walker it doesn’t hurt

so much any more.”

I withdrew about half way and I could feel her wet pussy lips cling to

my shaft and collapse back within her as I drove back in. I kept a

slow rhythm going in deep and shallow withdrawal so as not to cause

Amy any more discomfort. I needn’t have worried because her baby

channel was lubricating profusely.

I buried my cock deep within her and stayed there a moment as I was

afraid of cumming too quick. Amy’s hips undulated under me and she was

now slowly raising her pelvis grinding her now protruding clitoris up

against my pubis seeking stimulation.

I hoped I was stimulating her as she was me but I realized that unless

she got direct contact with the pleasure button I was shirking my

duties. I ground back against her and was rewarded with a mew much as

a contented cat would sound.

I began again to withdraw and sink my hard on back and forth in her

and when I was in all the way I ground up against her now soaked clit.

She tilted her hips on my latest down stroke and I felt the head of my

shaft bump against something deep within.

I picked up speed now that I understood that I was not going to hurt

her and she met my in stroke with an upstroke of her own. Our pubic

bones mashed together as we met in midair. My butt clenched tight as I

drove into her tight juicy vagina over and over seeking the final

climax that was rapidly approaching.

“Ohh…Myyyy God, I never felt anything like this Mr., Walker. It feels

so good.”

“Yes Amy you’re so tight and wet that I can’t hold out much longer.”

Her eyes locked with mine with a look of terror. “Please don’t cum in

me. I am not on the pill and I don’t want to get pregnant.”

God where was my head? I was in such a hurry to fuck this hot little

teenager that I forgot about protection! Man was I a dumb ass,

especially since I knew my cock had been spitting precum all along.

The end was near. I reached down and grabbed Amy’s thighs and pushed

them up against her chest and like a pile driver I banged her hot

pussy with all I had. I took her by surprise with this because when

our eyes met they were wide open and her little mouth formed an O as

she gasped for air being pinned down like she was.

“Oooo…I’m getting that funny feeling again, I think I may cum. Oh yes,

yes it’s cumming now!”

I was too. I drove deep within her and stopped to feel her inner pussy

muscles caress my dick as wave after wave of pleasure finally peaked

for her. With her pussy milking my cock I could hold out no longer.

I withdrew from her tight box and grabbed my throbbing cock and

blasted a first volley that barely made it past her pubic hair but the

next one shot out and landed squarely in her inny belly button pooling

there.

“Oh God, that’s so hot, Mr. Walker. It feels like hot candle wax on

me.”

The next fired out and landed further up her stomach and as I jacked

my cock harder and faster the final three shots landed askew against

her body.

I had to sit back or land on top of her and I fear of crushing her

dainty little body I slid back to the floor my down softening cock

dribbling the few remaining drops of sperm onto the carpet.

“Are you Ok, Amy?” I asked breathlessly.

In a dreamy voice and with a smile on her face she replied, “Yes, Mr.

Walker I never felt better, and I’m glad you were my first. I dreamed

that it would be you that took my virginity and it was even better

than my dream. Thank you.”

Being thanked for taking the virginity of my 18 year old babysitter??

I just smiled.

Walking around the corner she stopped, as if hitting an invisible wall. There, in front of an open locker, she saw Robert, naked, erect, oblivious to all as he stroked his penis. Eyes closed, hips moving to the beat of his internal drum, he had obviously thought he was alone and could wait no more for the relief that he desired after seeing his teacher parading, almost flaunting herself in the swimming lesson.

She could feel the warmth in her groin as she gazed on the writhing teenager, stuck in his own erotic world. She reached down and gently touched the front of her damp swimsuit, feeling the fire burning and the blood rushing to her head. Gently pushing the leg of her swimsuit aside, she brushed her finger against her engorged lips, delighting in the feeling of the cool air blowing on her shaved lips, fanning her desire.

Licking her lips she advanced quietly towards her student, nipples erect with the feelings running through her head as she carefully sat on the bench, her head now at a level with his male hardness, able to view his juices seeping from his thrusting member. Lying back on the bench she too closed her eyes, and began to finger herself, touching, probing, enjoying the feeling of the other hand pinching, stroking her nipples.

Even when she heard him gasp as he opened his eyes and saw her there, she kept her eyes closed, willing him not to run, not to desert her, not to leave her like this. She breathed a sigh of release when she felt his hand touch her thigh, electric, convulsing, raising the hairs on her body with the strength of his desire and the longing in his fingers.

"Quickly" she murmered. "Now" she ordered, feeling herself giving in to the moment and keen for him to finish what he had caused her to start. Opening her eyes, she saw him standing there, still fisting his erect penis, a look of stunned belief on his face as her stroked her thigh, fixated on her fingers strumming her clit, stroking her lips, her wetness dripping from her hand. Urgency overcame her as she sat up, turned around and kneeled on the bench, presenting herself to him whilest spreading her treasures, teasing him, taunting him, infecting him with the same desires that were rapidly overcoming her.

She almost swooned as she felt him press his hard cock against her pussy lips, felt him stroke up and down, gathering wetness on his uncircumcised head as her readied for the final advance. He buried himself inside her in one easy stroke, she was so wet. Holding her hips he began to steadily move in and out. She felt herself responding as she continued to stroke her clit, hastening the end in her desire to achieve relief. She could feel his movements speeding up as he began to lose his rythem as he too moved closer to his zenith.

Panting, she shook her hair and almost growled as she felt herself losing control, running to the light at the end of the tunnel. Her whole being was concentrated in her groin as she marvelled at the feeling of him thrusting harder and harder, deeper, almost to her soul as he too moved closer to the point of no return. He groaned, a gutteral sound, his thighs trembled, and she knew he was close. That was enough to send her over the edge, and she felt her legs spasm as she started to orgasm. He too had reached his peak, and she felt him stiffen as he shot his load deep inside her. They climaxed together, lost in their own world as the feelings enveloped them and took them to nirvana.

But too soon reality overcome them as she felt his grip on her relax, and felt his penis soften and wilt as he came down from his wild heights of passion. She turned and smiled, proud of the look on his face, grateful for the feelings he had caused inside her and conscious that the flames that he had awakened would no longer stay dormant........

I sat locked in my room for a week.  Camryn’s parents forbade me from even touching their lawn.  Her mother seamed more sympathetic to me, but her father, her father hated me.  I hated him.

He wanted Camryn to abort the child, kill our baby.

I stopped looking out my window.  The giant ‘For Sale’ sign in their front yard taunted me.  I was never going to see Camryn again.  Never.  Her fucking father was going to kill our baby.  When Corey woke up, I would never be able to great her, hug her, hold her.  If she woke up.

The only thing keeping me sane was my own parents.  They knew me, they understood what I was going through; I think.  They brought my meals to my room.  They let me be alone.  They didn’t try mind fucking me, treating me like I was a psycho child who needed to be handled in the upmost care. 

I swear that my mom could see straight through me.  She asked me about Camryn.  She knew I loved her.  She just said I made a very big mistake, and hopefully her parents would come to see Camryn did the same.  She kept me up to date on what was happening. 

Camryn was approaching the situation in an opposite manner.  She wouldn’t stop screaming at her father when she wasn’t crying in her room.

It was all too much, too fast.  Everyone was feeling the stress. 

Just over a month until I had to go back to school.  I would never see Camryn or Corey again.  I lived my life through those girls before.  Visits with them after school.  Amusement parks, games, swimming, the strenuous teasing we passed back and forth.  The beginning of the summer drove me into a life unparallel to anything I could have ever imagined.  Now.  Now, I was alone, they were my best friends, they were everything to me.  I had other friends, but they were nothing compared to them.

Corey laid half dead in a hospital, Camryn was about to lose a piece of life inside her, they were moving away.  Moving to a new place.  Did their father expect them to just forget everything and start over?

I laid on my bed day after day in thought.  Life wasn’t worth living anymore.  Over and over, I added everything together.  I didn’t want to live without Camryn.  Knowing that she was alive, in distress; I could never help her, see her, smell her, hold her, hear her voice, breathing, taste her lips.  Never again.  Her parents would always hate me, never understand me, us.

Corey.  Corey didn’t move anymore.  She was kept alive by machines.  The last time I saw her, she looked dead.  Half her body was pale as a ghost; the other half was dark as a rotting corpse.

I ran my fingers up and down the scar on my forearm I attained in the woods with Corey.  I could barely feel just the pressure of my touch. 

Camryn wanted her new child.  I wanted it too.  I was never going to see Camryn again.  The life growing inside of her was the only thing she had left of me.

I didn’t know when life really started for a baby.  All the news says differently.  If I died now, maybe whatever Gods there were out there would have pity on me.  Maybe they would reincarnate me into the baby inside her.  I think I was starting to go a little crazy.  I didn’t care. 

I just had hope for some reason.  If she had the baby, if I died, everything would equal out.  I didn’t know why.  Seven days of questioning everything I had ever known was getting to me.  That baby was part of me.  Camryn was my other half.  The baby equals one whole.

I didn’t want to live as one half.  There was no room for me now.  My purpose in this life was over, I created another me, an even better me; a little human like me, but made into perfection from Camryn.  I had no reason to live; just floating around in the world by myself.  I was a waste of space.

No.  I had one more thing to do.  Camryn’s father wanted to kill it; he wanted to take me completely out of this world.  He wanted to kill me; he wanted to kill part of his own daughter.  I had to sacrifice myself.  Pull the ultimate act of apologizing. 

I rolled from my bed and crawled to the other side of my room to an old school notebook.  I opened it to the last page.  I picked up a pen. 

Dear Mr. Havon

I did this as my most sincere apology for my weakness and selfishness.  I never wanted to hurt you or Camryn but I made a mistake.  I’m sorry beyond anything I could ever say or write.  I know you will always hate me because I messed up.

Please, I beg you, please; now you won’t have to worry about me anymore.  Please don’t kill Camryn’s child.  I offer you my life in exchange for its.  She will never see me again anyway so in this act, I will not hurt her.  Please, if you take away that piece of her that she wants so much, you will hurt her so badly.  I don’t want her to hurt.  Please, I’m doing everything I can for her.

Please accept my exchange.

Daniel Thurdan

God I hoped he would accept it.  I placed the notebook on the floor before my bed facing the door.  I backed to my bed and sat down.  I had to wipe a few tears from my eyes so I could find the scissors on the shelf of my headboard.

I opened them to their widest.  I pushed my back against the wall.  I stared down at the scissors.  This was the only way.  The easiest way to live, to die, fix as much as I possibly could.

It felt as if someone was pulling open a zipper down my scar.  No pain, just a weird feeling.  I watched the blood pour over both sides of my arm.  From the top of the scar to the bottom, almost onto my wrist, I could see how thick my skin actually was.  I could see how it was a separate entity from my insides, but still, it held tightly pulled to the darker stuff below. 

My shorts were soaking in the warm liquid.  The tan of the khaki was now deep red.

Another zipper opened down my scar.  Tears poured down my face.  What was I doing?  No, I had to do this. 

Another zipper.

My breathing started becoming harsh.  As I inhaled, it almost sounded like I was laughing.  A mix maybe, a cough every now and again.

Another zipper.

There was so much blood.  I was getting dizzy.  Someone knocked on my door.  I heard a mumble.  I was so dizzy.  I dropped the scissors onto my lap.  I was crying.  I was losing control of my body.  My hearing was moving in and out.  I looked over to my door.

My mom was running into the room toward me.  She grabbed me.  She pulled out the sheet that was half under me.  She began wrapping and squeezing in around my arm.  Her blood covered hand reached into her pocket and pulled out a cell phone. 

She moved away from me for some reason.  I saw her next, holding me with one arm and rocking me back and forth.  Her ear was up to her phone.  She was reading my note.

“Honey, he can’t do that.  Only Camryn can say what happens to her body.”

“I don’t care,” I cried, “I don’t want to live without her.”

I began fading out completely.  My mom began shouting into her phone.  I blacked out.

e.l. hanes

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