"Oh! You...give...a...good...massage..."she said, head back on the seat. As we passed under a streetlight I noticed she had her hand around her right breast and had her legs squeezed tightly together. That made my dick about jump out of my shorts but I wanted to pleasure her first. I took her left hand and put it on her left tit and told her to just rub them by herself then reached down and slid my hand under her skirt. She moaned at that point and did what I told her, sliding down on the seat and opening her legs as wide as she could.

Her panties were wet and I pushed them aside to get two fingers into her pussy.

"OH! Oh yeah, Michael..." She gasped.

By then I was driving into my driveway, almost knocking over the mailbox. When I drove into the garage and parked, I was all over her in an instant, kissing her and using my left hand to rub her clit and pussy. It took about a minute before she gasped and then let out a little scream as she had her first orgasm of the night.

(Much more to Come...) 

Both of us being 15 it was only a matter of time before the conversation would turn to sex. In the beginning I told him I planned to move to New York City and go to a design school. Without my knowledge, he began to plan to attend NYU. And then we started to really think about it. Both of us sophomores in high school planning on being together and both losing our virginity to each other. Whenever I talked to him I'd try to be in a secluded place so I could massage my slit when he spoke about taking me. I'd moan his name softly in my southernish accent and he'd get shivers down his spine.

I'd never been the type who'd say curse words, but as we got to the point of no return, I'd whisper to him softly that I wanted him to fuck me. My virgin pussy ached to have his dick inside of me. I'd lay in bed, my nice perky tits covered only by the soft blanket stretched over my body, the feeling would my my nipples erect immediately, and I would fondle myself while he spoke of fingering my pussy.

"Lana, oh fuck I want you so bad. I'd start with kissing, your lips, eyes your entire face, then I'd slowly move down to your breasts. I think I may stay there for a while, while my naughty hand finds it's way to your clit. In small circles, it'd roll it between my thumb and index finger. Then I may have to abandon my tit sucking, and get a real taste of you."

He knew exactly how to make me hot. I furiously began to rub my pussy, inserting fingers into my tight hole. Oh, how I wanted my Joe. I wanted him to take me. I wanted to feel his body against mine. I wanted to touch feel and even taste the erection, I know he was getting. I would have fucked him so hard and mercilessly with my virgin pussy. I'd make him fit me. His beautiful 9 inch virgin cock. Virgin to all but his right hand.

So, kids. That's my first story. If you'd like to hear more about Lana and Joe, just comment, or e-mail me at linkeenday@yahoo.com

 

She met us at the airport and we both nudged each other when we saw the size of her breasts! They were big, and perfect, with big nipples like my aunt Kay’s. She had a hundred watt smile and the cutest dimples that we had ever seen in a twenty two year old girl. Long silky black hair almost to her waist and the long dress down to her ankles gave her a kind of hippy look, without the spaced out facial features which you we so often saw on older flower children in our neck of the woods in Eastern Washington.

 

She drove us up into the mountains while we chatted and got to know each other. She was really interested in our nerve endings problems, and I thought I saw a slight flush when we explained some of the stuff that really got to us, like taking showers and having terry cloth towels rub over our private parts.

 

We finally arrived at the camp, after fording two really deep streams, and drove into the circle in front of the main lodge. Then we went into the office and filled out all the forms and she explained about our duties as tent mothers and assigned us adjoining tents. She walked us around the grounds pointing out the swimming pool and the other facilities, and we finally got to see our new homes for the next three months.

 

Angie and I both explored our little tent covered houses and checked out the showers and beds in each. We were going to be assigned ten Scouts each, aged nine to twelve, and would be in charge of getting them to all the festivities and nursing cuts and bruises, and generally making sure everybody had a good time to write home about.

 

Each session lasted four weeks so we would really have a chance to get to know our little charges.

 

The next morning the bus pulled in bright and early, while the grass was still dewy and wood smoke from the kitchen hung low over the valley.

 

The doors opened and out poured some of the most adorable little kids that Angie and I had ever set eyes on! She looked over at me as we watched them unload, and behind her hand ran her tongue in and out quickly as she grinned and shook her hips. I gave her a stern glance and she laughed, as a couple of the girls turned toward us to see what their new mothers were going to be like.

 

One little thing really caught my eye, and apparently she was impressed by me, too. She grinned, and then came over and stuck out a little hand and said, “Hi! I’m Nicole, but everybody calls me Nicky. Are you my new mom?” she giggled.

 

I smiled back as I looked her up and down, and then I checked my clipboard to see if she was on it.

 

“Yep, you’re my new little girl!” I laughed, as she came closer and I hugged her

 

“Oh good! I really think you’re very pretty, and I love pony tails, don’t you?”

 

“Yes, sweetie, I really do like my pony tail, and thank you for saying so.” I laughed, as we walked over to where Angie was talking to two of her new tent kids.

 

“This is my dear friend Angie. Angie, meet Nicky, one of my girls.”

 

“Hi! Nicky! Glad to have you aboard. You sure are cute, you know?”

 

Nicky blushed all the way from her toes to her hairline as she looked at the ground, and pushed dirt around with one little sandal, complete with little red painted toenails.

 

“It’s all right, honey, she’s just impressed with how old you look, is all.”

 

Nicole looked up and grinned at the supreme compliment to any nine year old girl.

 

“Do you really think so?”

 

“Yes, honey, I do and I’m going to make you my special girl while you’re here, okay?”

 

“Oh, that is so neat! Let’s go tell the others, okay?”

 

“Sure, but don’t tell them that we are buddies, or they might get jealous, okay?”

 

Nicky grinned, and then reached up to pull me down and plant a wet kiss on my face. I looked around quickly to see if anyone had noticed my flushed face, and Angie winked, and grinned widely back at me.

 

We lined the others up and marched off to the tents singing as we went, “HI Ho, Hi Ho, It’s off to camp we go,” as we skipped and danced around like a bunch of wood nymphs.

 

We split into our two groups and went into our respective tents to assign each girl her bunk and foot locker. Then we went back down to the lodge for breakfast. As we sat at our tables, one per tent, I noticed one of my girls watching me all the time with furtive little glances at my breasts. The looks started turning me on a little, and I hugged my arms across my chest to keep my nipples from pushing my camp blouse out.

 

As we passed the food around the looks got more and more open, to the point that she actually licked her small lips with her little pink tongue, and small beads of sweat formed on her upper lip. My God, I thought, that little vixen is making me wet!

 

Nicky was sitting on my immediate right while I was at the head of the table. She nudged me with her knee, and leaned over and whispered,

 

“Jan, that girl down there by the end is staring at your blouse, did you notice?”

 

“You mean the tall twelve year old with the cute curly blonde hairdo?”

 

“Yes. I’ve seen my sister look at her girlfriend like that and they are lesbians, I think they call them that anyway, you know girls who like girls?”

 

“Yes, honey, you’re correct. That’s what lesbians are, and she is looking at me like that, it’s true. You’re awfully observant for one so young.”

 

“I have to look out for you since I’m your buddy, right?”

 

“That’s okay, sweetie. I’m little, but I can take care of myself, so don’t worry. But I like you wanting to take care of me, it’s cute.” I answered, as I patted her little knee under the table.

 

We finished up and I led them outside for the morning crafts events. Then we all took a break, and I herded them into the dayroom lounge so they could relax, and have some free time to write letters and nap if they wanted. I sat on the leather couch with Nicky’s little head in my lap while she dozed on and off. The twelve year old sat against the wall on a beanbag and eyed me constantly.

 

Finally I had had enough and called her over to sit by me.

 

“Candy. Why are you staring at me so much, honey?” I asked, as Nicky looked up to see what was going on.

 

“It’s a free world, isn’t it? I can stare at anyone I want, and you can’t stop me!” she snarled back.

 

“Just because you are bigger than me don’t think you can talk to me that way!” I barked, as I reached over and grabbed her wrist and twisted it back so her arm was pinned to the couch back

 

She let out a little yelp, and tears came to her eyes, as I squeezed her arm harder. I released her and she began to rub her wrist and sniffle.

 

“I’m sorry.” She blubbered, “I only wanted to look at you, is that a crime?”

 

“Sweetie, you can look all you want, but try to be a little more careful, okay? There are little girls here and they get confused easily. Nicky even saw you and commented on it, and she’s only nine.”

 

“So come on, I apologize for hurting you, and you apologize for yelling at me, and we can be friends, okay?” I said.

 

She nodded, and moved over by me, and put her head on my shoulder. She looked up at me with the prettiest green eyes and smiled, as she hugged me.

 

“I’m really sorry, but you are so sexy looking that I couldn’t take my eyes off you.”

 

I gasped at the look in her eyes, and shivered, as I felt the moisture start to edge out of the slit between my cunt lips. I clenched my legs together to hold it in as Candy rubbed my arm, and continued to look into my eyes, with lust written all over her cute little face.

 

“Stop that, Candy!” I whispered, as Nicky stared at the two of us. “You’re getting me all shook up looking at me that way.”

 

”Aren’t camp mothers supposed to take care of all their girls? I need special care, you know.” She whispered, as she reached up and blew gently in my ear. I jerked, and Nicky stared harder at me watching my lower lip tremble. I gently pushed Candy back, and lifted Nicky up, and then stood up. I walked over to the bathroom on shaking legs, and locked my self into one of the stalls.

 

“God, Angie, what have we stumbled into here! Not one day and I’m already having thoughts about raping every girl in my group!” I thought, as I plunged my hand under my shorts and fingered myself into an earth shattering orgasm!

 

I finally got up, and cleaned my bottom, and flushed. Then I went back out to the dayroom and gathered my charges together to head for the afternoon swim classes. Nicky held my hand and Candy walked right beside me, brushing her hip against mine whenever she got the chance and nobody was looking. By the time we reached the change room my nerve endings were on fire again!

 

All the little girls quickly stripped off their shorts and tops and slipped into their little one piece suits. Candy gave me a sultry look as she slowly pushed her shorts down, and then followed up by sliding her hands under the waistband of her skimpy panties and seductively wiggling her slim hips as she slid them to the floor.

 

I gasped at the tall beautiful body before me. She raised her arms and tugged her top up over the tight little cones that one day would be gorgeous breasts. As she continued to stare at me she pulled her suit up oh so slowly, enjoying my squirming on the hard bench in front of her hot little body. Finally she slipped her arms into the straps and pulled the suit over her stiff little nipples, and I bit my lip to keep from gasping, as an orgasm wracked my body!

I had never witnessed such a performance from a twelve year old in my life, and I was visibly shaken as we walked down to the pool. Angie joined me, and looked at me, and asked, “What train just ran over you, Jan? God, you look like you’ve been fucked silly. What happened in there?”

 

“I just saw the most amazing striptease. That tall twelve year old over there had me creaming my drawers, and actually caused me to have an orgasm!”

 

Angie giggled as we went over to the counselors’ tent to change. I stripped my now soaked shorts off and Angie made a face at the odor coming off my hot cunt. I laughed and punched her shoulder as she toweled me off and rubbed my clit, while looking at me and giggling.

 

“Angie, stop already! We have to get out there before the boss gets suspicious and comes in looking for us.” I panted, as she shoved her finger up my wet vagina. She laughed and smacked my mound playfully, and then we pulled our bikinis on.

 

As we exited the tent, the noise in the pool gradually ceased as twenty pairs of eyes stared at us. Angie and I are each knockouts in our own way, and the girls in the pool were frozen in place, with their mouths open, as they gawked at us in our skimpy little bikinis.

We walked over to the pool and sat down on the edge as our boss sat down, too, beside us.

 

“You two have made quite the impression on your girls!” she said, as she pushed a loose hair out of my face. I blushed, and Angie smiled.

 

“I was talking to them before you came out and they were telling me how happy they all were to have such cute mothers while here at camp.” She added, as she placed her hand on my thigh. When her fingers touched me the sparks literally flew up my spine, and I shivered, and tried to sit still as chills consumed me.

 

Angie was looking at my face and grinned, when she saw the flush start up from my neck to my burning cheeks. I panted as Sandy moved her hand in lazy circles on my leg. I involuntarily opened my legs and she smiled, as she scratched the inside of my left thigh with one pink painted nail. She had to know she was turning me on, but she just kept rubbing while she talked to us so the little girls didn’t suspect a thing.

 

I couldn’t take it any more so I slid off the tile and into the warm water and dove under to swim away into the shallow end. When I surfaced I was face to face with little Nicky. She grinned at me and threw her arms around my neck and hugged me to her wet little body. Her soft skin was slippery and shining in the sunlight as I slid my hands down around her tight little buns under the surface of the pool.

 

She gasped, as I grabbed and pulled her little knee up into my crotch so her legs were straddling my thigh. Her smooth skin slid up and down as she began to push harder and harder against my leg, while sliding her flat little chest back and forth over my stiff nipples under my bikini top. I looked around to make sure everybody was busy horsing around and not paying any attention to us. Then I turned back and licked my tongue over Nicky’s small mouth until I felt her squeeze my leg really hard, and heard her little gasp as the orgasm ran through her tiny body!

 

As she clung to me having her little convulsions I felt a hand pushing my bikini bottoms slowly down. Then I heard a voice whisper in my ear,

 

“What do you think you’re doing to that little girl? How about trying that with me?”

 

I turned my head and stared into Candy’s wide green eyes and shuddered again as I saw how badly she wanted me. She ran her hand up between my legs and shoved her fingers up into my cunt, as I gasped and clung to Nicky so hard that she yelped, and tried to get loose. Then she looked into my eyes and realized something was going on that she was missing. Candy leaned around my shoulder so Nicky could see it was her messing with me.

 

Nicky’s little mouth formed an ‘O’ as she looked down in the clear bluish water and saw Candy’s knuckles sticking out in front of my smooth shaven mound. She watched in awe as the water rippled up from the fast moving fingers up inside my cunt.

 

“Jan, what is she doing to you?” she gasped.

 

“Shhh! Nicky. She’s finger fucking my cunny just like I would like to do to you sometime!” I panted back, as I stretched my legs wide, and pushed down on the probing fingers.

 

 Nicky blushed bright red, and then reached down and pulled her loose suit away from her little cunt . Then she pulled my hand down and up against her smooth hairless little vagina.

 

“You can do it right now if you want, Jan, I really want you to, okay?” She whispered, as I ran my finger up and down in the valley between the soft little puffy young cunt lips.

 

 We were deep enough that only our three heads were above the surface as I jerked, and twitched, and Nicky pushed back and forth against my fingers. Then I stiffened, as Candy jammed her thumb up my little puckered hole and gripped hard, as she pummeled my hot little cunt unmercifully, while fucking my rear at the same time. The combination drove me higher and higher until I climaxed, and sank below the surface as I did, so I could let out a blood curdling scream with out anyone hearing me up above!

 

At that exact same moment Nicky came again, and clenched her little thighs tight around my hand as she bucked and gasped, over and over, clinging to my shoulders to keep from drowning as she submerged with me.

 

We looked at each other in the blurred water as bubbles rose from our mouths. Nicky grinned and blew bubbles into my open mouth as we rose back up to catch out breath. Candy was hugging my back as she giggled in my ear.

 

“Like to twist my arm again?” she chuckled, as she bit my ear lobe gently.

 

“If you’ll do that to me every day until you leave, I’ll forget about trying to keep you in line!” I laughed, as I turned and kissed her puffy mouth hard. She moaned, and slid her thigh up into my groin, and wiggled her cunt against my leg, as her stiff little cones jabbed into my hard nipples through my bikini top.

 

Angie popped up out of the water, and grinned at us as she said,

 

“Is this a private party or can I join in the fun?”

 

We all laughed as I pushed her head back under. She sputtered to the top again and splashed water over us. That started a free for all, and all the rest of the campers joined in, until the pool was filled with screeching little girls, all trying to drown each other!

 

Finally Sandy blew her whistle to calm everybody down, and then we lined the kids up for swimming lessons. We worked most of the rest of the afternoon with kickboards and teaching them to float on their backs. Angie and I had lots of opportunities to fondle little nipples and cute little butts as we held them up on top of the water so they could get used to floating without fear of sinking.

 

As the sun passed behind the tall pines, it got cooler and we pulled all our kids from the pool and helped them dry off. Then Angie and I changed back into our shorts and camp blouses. As I picked mine up, I turned to Angie and said,

 

“Ang, do you think I could get away without wearing this darn bra?”

 

“I don’t know, Jan, your nipples always show so easily. But I agree, they are a pain in the butt, for sure.”

 

“Well, I’m going to try it, and if I’m not wrong, Sandy may like it more than we know!” I giggled, as we buttoned up over our naked breasts. The cotton material felt nice, and my nipples did get hard right away as it brushed back and forth, causing shivers to run up my back. Angie stared at the bumps, and panted softly, as she licked her lips.

 

“Jeesh, Jan! I’m getting wet just looking at your nipples. If Sandy does have a thing for you, then that ought to make her cream her tight shorts!” Angie laughed, as she grabbed my buns and squeezed.

 

We walked out, and our groups formed around us in a circle as we explained the dinner arrangements. Then we all marched back to the lodge singing Girl Scout songs, and laughing about the fun day at the pool.

 

To be continued in part two of the Camp Chronicles ….

Ok she said lets finish this off and she and I really got ourselves into a really physical fuck and the sound of our bodies slapping together as I went down into he could be heard loud and clear. I said any chance of anybody coming home and she said not likely. My mother wont be home for hours, I can often have a few girls in after school for some fuck sessions, we just have to be careful about the sex smell and I have to use room freshener afterwards as she got a whiff one day and said whats that smell and I had to say I had been to the bathroom. She said its a smell I know but cant recognise, its not that sort of smell. I nearly died a thousand deaths hoping she didnt recollected what it was.

I was ready to cum and said I am assuming you are on oral and she said since I was 14 when I started fucking with boys who started to cum. I had about 4 scares as they all began cumming around the same time and before that it was good, they didnt cum and I could have sex without any worries. I was pregnant every time I though, but fortunately I wasnt ripe for their baby juice to work but it did worry me. No you can fill me with every drop if you want I am safe.

Ok baby lets hit the straps and she said you have got to wait for me and the two of us strained at the bit to work ourselves up to a simultaneous orgasm or for her to beat me to it.

I couldnt wait any longer and I said hurry I am bursting and she said go for it I am there and as we both came together the noise of the bed bouncing and the sounds of us grunting and singing out would have woken the dead.

We both collapsed and I fell on her all wet and soaking with sweat she was the same and for the first time I noticed her firm breasts and I kissed each nipple and she said ohhhhhh thats nice, bite them softly as she got her breath back and I did as I was told and she said come on get it up quick I have got to have another one. The next time was long and slow and must have lasted about 20 minutes before she came and said come on my clit is sore from all this, if you cant cum quickly I will take it in my mouth.I wasnt going to miss out on that so I pulled out and she took me into her mouth all covered in the mess which came out of her cum filled cunt and the sweat and juice she had generated, it must have tasted awful but she took it and moaned with pleasure as she licked it all off and then holding my balls gave me a wonderful head job and within a minute or so I was filling her mouth with my cum which I found spurted with new found strength and I must have spurted hard 4 or 5 times as she gulped and swallowed as I kept refilling her mouth. I looked down and she was looking up, with my cock in her mouth, my cum on her lips and and her eyes were telling me she was loving every drop. She disengaged her mouth from over my cock which was now shrinking fast. She said that was magnificent, I cant remember ever getting that much before.. Then she came up and kissed me with the taste of my cum in her mouth and on her tongue and I tasted myself for the first time in a long while. 

I started to shower as she sat on the toilet and pissed. In doing so she looked down and said it doesnt look too bad I thought I would be all roughed up and red but its all right, but my clit is a bit touchy still. I dont know if I will be able to finger myself off tonight if it doesnt improve. She said I want to relive this, you were great I will have to fuck up a couple more taps and get you back. She joined me in the shower and we soaped each other all over and I had a nice time on her breasts. we kissed a couple of times and I came up again, and she said down boy I cant take any more and save it for another time.

I collected my tools cleaned up and prepared to leave. She came to me still naked and said thank you I loved every moment and I wont forget you in a hurry, I think we will need a plumber again sooner than later. We kissed and I left her standing naked at the front door waving to me as I loaded my truck and left.

15, 16 or 17 I never found out but she was one of the best fucks I have had in a long long time and she knew how to appreciate it as well. I would like to find some of her girl friends now and compare her to them, but maybe thats another time, I think my plumbing expertise may get a recommendation or two from this.

 

The dinner was a real bore. My sales manager droned on and on about the "bottom line." Since the company was picking up the tab, I had a few too many cocktails. Luckily, the meeting broke up early, and I headed home.

 

Entering my house, I looked forward to spending some time chatting with Kitten and admiring her tight, petite body. The house was quiet. I checked the kids' rooms to find that they were safely asleep in their beds. However, there was no sign of Kitten.

 

As I made my way up the stairs to my bedroom, I heard faint moans and murmurs. Stepping as lightly as I could, I approached the partly open door. I peered in to see Kitten lying on my king size bed wearing nothing but the dress shirt I had worn to work yesterday. Her tiny body seemed even smaller in my shirt on the huge bed. Her slender legs were spread far apart, her eyes were closed, and her hands were working slowly and methodically on her pussy and clitoris.

 

My cock began to tingle and enlarge as I watched Kitten pleasure herself. Her breath rate increased with the speed of her finger movements. From the way her hips started to undulate, it was obvious she was approaching a climax.

 

"Oh, yes, Mr. Gray," she whispered. "Fuck me just like that." Her mouth opened wide and she emitted a heavy sigh. "Oh, Mr. Gray, make me come," she moaned.

 

My erection was straining the fabric of my pants. I stepped closer to get a full view of her incredible performance. Unfortunately, the floor squeaked as I moved. Before I could retreat from her view, her eyes flew open, and she glared at me with a look of embarrassed horror.

 

"Oh, Mr. Gray," she whimpered, pulling the shirt closed and clamping her legs together. "I'm so sorry! You're home early." She was still panting from her near-orgasmic experience.

 

Suddenly feeling like a Peeping Tom, I was at a loss for words. Realizing that my pants were bulging, I turned sideways hoping that she wouldn’t notice. However, I saw her ogling my crotch.

 

"Please don't tell my parents, Mr. Gray," she pleaded.

 

"I won't, Kitten,” I heard myself stutter. “Um, I'll go down stairs so that you can get dressed."

 

"Mr. Gray, I'm so sorry," she said, tears welling in her eyes.

 

She looked so beautiful and vulnerable. Her smooth skin was a light, glowing pink - most likely because of her waning arousal. I could see the tips of her hardened nipples poking at the thin material of my shirt.

 

"Kitten," I said softly, “you're wearing my shirt."

 

She lowered her eyes momentarily before glancing at me. In the few seconds it took for her to respond, I could see a definite change in her demeanor. "I, um, `cuz I like the way it smells," she said coyly, spreading her legs slightly.

 

My mind was spinning. My cock was swollen. My eyes could do nothing but gaze at the young, virginal beauty lying nearly naked before me.

 

"Mr. Gray, I've...," her voice trailed off and her eyelids fluttered. "I really like you. Sometimes, I dream about, like, being with you, you know?"

 

"I'm old enough to be your father, Kitten. You should be dreaming about boys your own age," I managed to blurt out, trying to act the sensible adult.

 

She tilted her head and looked at me from under her long eyelashes. "They're just boys. I want a man."

 

It felt like it was one hundred degrees in the room. My brain was foggy from alcohol, sexual tension, and the fear that I would ruin my life if I succumbed to her apparent invitation.

 

"Don't you like me, Mr. Gray?" she asked in a whisper. "The boys at school are so fumbly. I know you wouldn't be that way,” she asserted confidently. Suddenly her eyes got big and she blurted excitedly, “And I know you've had a vasectomy. Mrs. Gray told me once when I asked her whether you would have more children."

 

"Kitten, you should get dressed. I'll wait down stairs and then take you..."

 

"Didn't you like what you saw when you came home?" she interrupted, spreading her gorgeous legs apart. She opened the shirt to display her entire body to me. "I'm really wet, Mr. Gray, and I need to come."

 

I was amazed at her forthrightness. I would never have dreamed she would come on to me so blatantly.

 

"Please" Kitten continued "I promise I won't tell. I just really need to come," she bit her lip and looked at me from behind her hair, making herself seem even more vulnerable and young. She opened her lips about an inch and ran her moist tongue between them. I glanced between her legs to peer at her labia. They were swollen and open like the petals of a deep pink flower. They glistened with her natural lubrication; begging for my attention.

 

Out if the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of my trousers. A dark, wet spot had formed where my seminal fluid had soaked through the fabric.

 

My thoughts were racing. Child molesting, loss of job, prison, adultery, divorce, child support: the numerous repercussions of satisfying Kitten's desire kept me from thinking straight. I suddenly recalled that an attorney friend had once told me that the age of consent in our state is sixteen. Although I had known Kitten for a few years, I had no true idea of her age.

 

"How old are you?" I asked.  

 

Kitten spread her legs a bit more, giving me a complete view of her pussy. As a teasing contrast to this, she used her hands to pull down the shirt to cover a tiny bit of the view. "I turned sixteen last week," she said, biting her lower lip. The shirt she was wearing fell open a bit, exposing her young, firm breast and its bright, pink nipple to me. "Won't you help me, Mr. Gray?"

 

I sighed audibly at hearing her admit her age. At least the possibility of criminal prosecution was seemingly eliminated. Blood surged through the vessels in my penis when she pled for my assistance.

 

She was so tiny, so delicate - surely no more than five feet tall and weighing less than one hundred pounds. Her lithe arms seemed to have been perfectly sculpted to meet her angular shoulders. Her lovely neck begged for my lips and tongue.

 

I took a step toward her. My will power was giving in to my lust for this beautiful, young girl. For the first time I caught the sweet scent of her body. I inhaled deeply to savor her essence and could also detect the unmistakable musky smell of her feminine lubrication. No man could create an aphrodisiac as compelling as the steamy aroma of a wet, virgin, cunt awaiting its first use. 

 

But, could I trust her? Would she expect me to be her "boyfriend?" And if she did, would any expression of rejection cause her to reveal what we did to her parents, or worse, to my wife? I knew Kitten was level headed, but the doubt stopped me in my tracks. Was she mature enough to realize that my family life and her future are more important than our immediate carnal desires?

 

"Kitten," I said somewhat forcefully, "if I touch you, you need to know that it is through sexual impulse, not a romantic desire. If you are looking for a suitor, this must stop now. It's surely obvious to you that I want you right now as much as you want me. But, other than that primal need, we could not have a meaningful relationship."  

 

Kitten nodded; eyes large. "Oh yes, I understand, Mr. Gray. I'd never tell anyone. And I know you can't be with my `cuz you have your family and stuff...but...," she let the oversized shirt fall down over her other shoulder, now exposing both her breasts, "you can still help me out...like, just this once can't you?"

 

Her plea was music to my ears. I moved to the bed and sat beside her. She tossed the shirt off her arms and flung them around my neck. Our mouths met in a crushing, passionate kiss. From the way she attempted to shove her tongue down my throat, it was obvious that she had had practice in “making out.” I wondered what other experiences she might have had in her few years on the earth.

 

I withdrew my mouth from hers and trailed my lips over her chin to her neck. Licking my lips, I kissed her throat. I could feel the sweet vibration of her moans as she became more aroused. I glanced at her right breast. Roughly the size of an orange, it was firm and pert. The nipple was taut and distended. I savored that view as I licked her lovely neck, then trailed my tongue across her chest and wrapped my wet lips around her lovely teat. It was rock hard; perfect for sucking and nibbling.

 

As if by instinct, my right hand slid up her inner thigh. When my fingers reached her engorged bud, she emitted a quick gasp.

 

“All you alright, Kitten?” I inquired while I sucked eagerly on her nipple.

 

“Oh, yes,” she panted. “I just never dreamed it would feel that good.” Kitten began to rock her hips in unison with the movements of my fingers. Lowering my hand, I traced my middle finger up and down the open slit that was the entry to the joys of her wonderful body.

 

“Hasn’t anyone ever touched you there before?”

 

“Sorta,” she moaned, suddenly becoming more demure. “But only when I had jeans on.”

 

I felt a burst of machismo. She was indeed a virgin – in the purest sense of the concept. My heart raced at the anticipation of deflowering this little vixen with my hands, mouth, and cock.    

 

I was mesmerized by the feeling of her diminutive body pressed against me. My cock, unfortunately still encased in my pants, rested against the silky, smooth skin of her right thigh. I alternated my mouth back and forth between her sweet nipples. As her moans and soft whimpers grew louder, I slowly slid my finger into her. The sensations of her warmth and tightness were exhilarating. I couldn't wait to taste the essence of her beckoning teen pussy.

 

"Kitten," I whispered with my lips still touching her left nipple, "you’ve never felt a mouth between your legs, have you?"        

 

Kitten had thrown her head back, savoring every movement of my fingers; every wet trace my kissing and sucking left on her breasts and nipples. She forced herself to lift her head and open her eyes. "No." she admitted softly, biting her lower lip, "But I'd like to."

 

I arose to my knees, stripped the tie from around my neck, and shed my shirt as quickly as I could. I peered at her naked body spread on the bed as I released my belt and tugged at the snap and zipper of my pants. In one rush of movement I removed my trousers and boxers; allowing my erection to be proudly exposed to my impending conquest. Kitten stared at my cock for several seconds. Her mouth fell open and her eyes glared in disbelief.

 

“Oh, my God,” she murmured slowly.

 

“You alright?” I asked for the second time.

 

Her gaze left my cock and we made eye contact. “It’s so,” she paused. “It’s…I didn’t think it would be “that” big.”

 

“You haven’t seen a man’s cock before?”

 

“Well, I’ve seen my brother’s. But, it wasn’t, like, big and stiff like yours.”

 

“Have you ever touched one?”

 

She looked away from me momentarily, then focused on my organ again. “I, ah, like rubbed a couple boys’ cocks. But, they had their pants on. I think they liked what I did though.”

 

“How so,” I asked, tossing my remaining clothes to the side.

 

“Cuz they squirmed around and their jeans got wet spots on `em.” She had a mischievous gleam in her eye.

 

“Oh, then I’m sure they liked what you did. You made them come,” I commented, hopeful that I would be feeling her touch in a matter of seconds. “Want to touch mine?”

 

She raised her torso onto her elbows and took a closer look at my package. “Duh?” she commented humorously. “I’ve wanted to see and touch your cock since the first time you took me home after baby-sitting. I kinda dreamed about what it would look and feel like, but I never…”

 

As her statement trailed off, she swung her legs gracefully under her until she was kneeling on the bed in front of me. She reached toward it with her right hand and traced her slim fingers up and down the length of my shaft. As she apparently felt more confident in her movements, she wrapped her tiny, adolescent hand around its girth.

 

“Wow,” she said with awe in her voice, “I can barely close my hand around it.”

 

She slid her hand up and down, softly at first, then began to apply more pressure. It was obvious she had virtually no experience because she was soon gripping me too tightly.

 

“Easy!” I scolded. “Remember, there are no clothes between us.”

 

As she eased her grip, my pleasure increased. She leaned closer to me and used both hands, one over the other. I reveled in the velvety softness of her caress and the comparative size of her body and mine. She leaned her body closer and closer to me, seemingly drawn to my cock. I reached down and ran my hands through the silky strands of her long hair.

 

“You want me to suck it?” She whispered, shifting her gaping eyes toward mine.

 

I nearly came just hearing her question. “I’d love that, Kitten.”

 

She licked her lips. “You’ll, like, hafta tell me if I don’t do it right, Okay?”

 

“Oh, I’m not too worried about that. I think you’ll catch on right away.”

 

I coaxed her head toward me with my hands. She dutifully opened her lovely mouth and lowered it over the head of my cock. The warm sensation was tremendous. As soon had she taken the tip in her mouth, she lifted off me and cleared her throat. Licking her lips again, she tried to plunge further down on me.

 

“That’s sweet, Kitten,” I said softly. “Hold it in your mouth and get used to the feeling.” I was in heaven. “Now, move your tongue around on it.”

 

She started swirling her tongue in circles against the underside of the head of my cock. It was barely in her mouth, but the contorted appearance on her face indicated that her jaws were opened to the limit. After a few seconds, she was miraculously able to lower her succulent lips up and down over the upper half of my shaft.

 

I could feel a tingle behind my scrotum and realized that if I allowed her to continue, I would soon be spurting long before I wanted to. With my hands, I signaled her to disengage. She laid back on the bed and spread her legs again.

 

“Was that okay?” she asked hopefully.

 

“For your first time, that was more than okay,” I responded as I nestled over her between her legs. “Maybe some other time I can let you practice some more,” I suggested. I could feel the heat from her pussy wafting up to my belly.

 

She kissed me again, sliding her hot tongue into my mouth. “It was cool. I could feel your veins and stuff kinda throbbing in my mouth.”

 

“You definitely made me throb, sweetie. Now, you still want to feel my mouth between your legs?”

 

“Oh, yes, Mr. Gray, I still do.”

 

Lowering myself down her little body I took position between her thighs. I thought of teasing her with kisses and nibbles, but decided that time was of the essence. Should one of the kids awaken and walk in on us, it would indeed be difficult to explain what Daddy was doing to the baby-sitter. I got up quickly, went to the door, closed and locked it, and dived back between those sleek, virgin legs.

 

I held her thighs in my hands and lifted them until they were perpendicular to her body. Lowering my face, I started just between her anus and vulva and licked up her sweet slit until I reached the soft wisp of pubic hair above it.

 

“Oh, God,” Kitten squealed.

 

I covered her pussy with my mouth, allowing my upper lip to connect with her clitoris while my tongue probed the entrance to her vagina. It was the sweetest tasting pussy I could remember. Her body tensed and began to tremble. Her breathing became short and raspy.

 

“Oh, God, oh God,” Kitten kept repeating softly, as if it were her cunnilingus-receiving mantra. 

 

From the short probings of my tongue, I could sense how tight and undisturbed her vagina was. Her clitoris, which felt tiny when I first touched it, seemed to have grown twice as large. When she fell silent suddenly, I sensed that she was nearing the edge. I concentrated on her swollen bud, sucking it gently between my lips.

 

For a moment, it appeared she had stopped breathing altogether. Then, she exhaled with a deep, low moan. I had hit pay dirt. She ground her pussy against my mouth as an orgasm swept through her petite body. I glanced up to see her throwing her head back and forth on the pillow; savoring her first non-self-induced climax. The expression on her face was one of celestial pleasure. Knowing I had given her such pleasure, my cock pulsed with growing eagerness to experience the feeling of entering her divine depths.

 

“God!” she cried, louder than I had wanted. I hoped she had not stirred the children. “Oh, God, yes,” she commented again more softly.

 

Wiping my mouth of her juices and my saliva, I slowly slithered up her body until our mouths met again. Her kiss was a combination of passion and gratitude. She sucked my tongue and lavished me with her appreciative lips.

 

“Mr. Gray,” she said after drawing away, “I can’t…I mean, like…that was sooo cool.”

 

“Yes, it was,” I agreed.

 

Suddenly she began to giggle. “Wow!”

 

“Shhh,” I cautioned her, “we don’t want to awaken the little ones.”

 

“Oh, I’m sorry,” she said again with a giggle in her voice. “It’s just, like, that was the best.”

 

“You flatter me,” I replied. I could feel the wetness of her opening against my stomach as I lay upon her, my weight supported on my elbows. I was dying to get inside her. “You want to feel something that might be even better than “the best?”

 

“You mean…?”

 

“What you were fantasizing about when I walked in on you,” I stated flatly.

 

She looked at me with a worried, blank stare. “You mean, you fucking me?”

 

“Only if you’re sure you want that,” I said, not knowing what I would do with my raging hard on if she declined.

 

It didn’t take long for her to respond. “Yes,” she said and kissed me tenderly. “I want you to fuck me.”

 

I moved deeper between her legs and pressed he head of my cock against the hot wetness of her open pussy lips. With a slight movement of my hips, the head slipped into her tight orifice. Suddenly, a serious thought flashed in my hedonism-soaked mind. Since she is a virgin, there might be the risk of blood.

 

“Just a second,” I said, jumping off the bed.

 

“But,” she protested.

 

As I made my way to my dresser, I calmed her. “Just a little precaution.” I scrounged in a drawer until I found an old pair of sweat pants that my wife had wanted me to discard for months. Returning to the bed, I lifted her light frame and slipped the fabric under her tight little ass.

 

“There,” I said, “now we’re ready to resume.”

 

Once again I placed myself between her gorgeous legs and pressed the head of my cock against her. She was so tight it seemed that it may be impossible to steal her modesty. Lunging forward, I felt the head slide into her deliciously wet and tight sheath.

 

“Oh,” she yelped. “It hurts.”

 

“Let’s take this as slowly as we can,” I reassured her. Holding the inch or so of my cock in her, I caressed her breasts and nibbled on her left nipple. “You let me know when it feels comfortable.”

 

“It’s so big,” she whispered. “I…I don’t know…”

 

I moved out a bit and pressed further into her. Her internal heat was unreal. “How’s that?”

 

“Better”, she whimpered.

 

I lunged forward until nearly half of my organ was buried inside her. At that point, I felt a slight obstruction. Relaxing until her taut vagina nearly pushed me out, I shoved my cock further until the obstruction gave way.

 

“Oh, God,” she reacted violently. “No, no, no,” she pleaded, “it hurts. It’s too big.”

 

Her whole body was tense with apprehension and fear. “Just give it a little time. Relax. Let your body adjust to the sensation.”

 

She was nearly panting. Her breasts heaved with every breath. Small beads of sweat had formed on her forehead. I was afraid that she had made the decision that she could not go through with satisfying her fantasy and my fantastic reality.

 

I stayed completely still, except for the involuntary twitching of my semi-enclosed cock. I continued to stroke her breasts and started nibbling on her neck. The urge to slide all the way inside her body was nearly overpowering.

 

“Here,” I said, “I’ll take it out a little.” I backed out an inch or so. “Now I’ll go back in where I was before. How’s that?”

 

“It still hurts,” she whined.

 

“I’ll do it again. There, out, and back in again. Look down at my cock, Kitten,” I suggested. She complied by arising to her elbows and peering between her legs. “See, I’m fucking you.”

 

“Yes,” she hissed. An expression of marvel began to overtake her pretty face. “Yes, you’re fucking me. God, I can’t believe your big cock is inside me.”

 

I kept moving slowly. With every stroke I entered her a little more. “Has it stopped hurting?”

 

“Yes, it feels much better,” she whispered, still ogling my cock as it glided deeper and deeper with each stroke. “Yes, Mr. Gray, you’re fucking me.”

 

She was so tight I could feel every fold and small ridge of her internal duct. I wasn’t sure if I could remain in control of my urge to come much longer. “Does it feel good, Kitten?”

 

She shifted her gaze to my eyes and reclined on the bed. “Yes,” she panted. “God, yes. It feels good.”

 

Her body relaxed and she spread her legs even farther apart to allow me unfettered admission to her. I began to rotate my hips in small circles, continuing my incursion into her young, virgin pussy. Although I consciously tried not to, I involuntarily quickened my pace until I was pumping in and out of her. Finally, I was all the way in; feeling our pubic mounds meet at the end of each stroke.

 

“Oh, God,” she cried, wrapping her arms around my neck. “Oh, God, you’re fucking me!”

 

“Shhh,” I cautioned again. “Remember the kids.”

 

“”Yes,” she cooed softly. “Oh, oh, oh…”

 

I looked down at her and drank in the delight of the changing expressions on her face. The muscles in her brows were contorted and her mouth was opening wide. It appeared that she was at once interpreting sensations that were unique to her and at the same time trying to cope with a rising sensation of arousal. She wore a mask of pain and pleasure.

 

I continued a steady rhythm sliding in and out of her ever-expanding vagina. I was careful not to lose control and pummel her as hard as I truly wanted. I could feel myself reaching the breaking point and hoped I wouldn’t disappoint her by finishing before she had peaked.

 

“Oh, God, oh, God,” she began to chant again. “Make me come, Mr. Gray,” she pleaded. “Oh, make me come!”

 

Just as I felt the semen begin to pump through my prostate, she let loose. Her narrow hips began rocking up and down and swaying in circles, adding to the immense pleasure of my orgasm.

 

“I’m coming,” she hissed through her teeth, then emitted another low moan of deep satisfaction.

 

We writhed together in the ecstasy of sensual release for a few more seconds before I collapsed onto her sweat covered body. She took my face in her hands and covered it with kisses of gratefulness, which I returned enthusiastically.

 

“Kitten,” I said, drawing a few inches from her face, “that was marvelous.”

 

She opened and closed her eyes slowly. “Oh, yeah,” she cooed. “You were right, that was even better than your mouth.” She giggled, then continued, “I can’t believe it. God…”

 

I glanced at the clock on the bedside table. It was nearly eleven o’clock. Her parents may be getting concerned and call to see why she was so late. True reality snuck back into my head, and I again felt the pangs of horror at what I had just done.

 

“Kitten, this needs to be our secret. We can’t tell anyone about this,” I said somewhat more sternly than I had intended.

 

“I know. I won’t say anything about it.”

 

“Good,” I congratulated her. “We’d better get cleaned up so I can take you home.”

 

“I know. But, I don’t really want to go. It feels so good with you inside me.”

 

I couldn’t agree with her more. But, I had come back to reality. When I pulled out of her luscious pussy, I noticed a slight trickle of pink fluid had seeped from her and onto the sweat pants. I knew I would need to throw them away once she left.

 

She went to the bathroom to clean up while I straightened the bed and got into my clothes. I suggested she use one of my wife’s panty liners to catch any additional liquid that might leak out of her on the way home. I checked to see if the kids were alright, then we exited the house for the short drive.

 

When we arrived at her parents’ house, she made sure nobody was looking out the windows. She gave me another long kiss and hug while my car sat in the driveway.

 

“Thank you, Mr. Gray,” she whispered. “You know I’ll never forget tonight.”

 

“I won’t either, you can bet on that,” I replied. “Oh, I almost forgot,” I said reaching for my wallet, “your payment for baby-sitting.” I withdrew a twenty dollar bill and handed it to her.

 

“Wow, that seems like a bonus,” she giggled. “Call me if you need me to watch the kids again, okay?”

 

A thought flashed through my mind. “Well, my wife will be gone until the day after tomorrow. I might need you again tomorrow night.”

 

“What Time?” she asked with a twinkle in her eye.

   

 

      

 

   

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

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Susan Martin and I had just made love for the first time.  We were lying naked on some towels in the back of her parents’ SUV.  Me and Suze… and Suze’s 13 year old sister Kerry.  My hard-on was still buried deep in Suze, and Kerry’s hand was between us and loosely wrapped around my member.

“That was awesome!” said Kerry.  “When you stopped pushing, I could feel you shooting your stuff, Matt!”

“Oh, God,” I said.  “I’m going to Hell.”  I carefully pulled out of Suze, gently pulled Kerry’s hand from my penis, and rolled onto my back between the two girls.

Suze chuckled, threw an arm around me, and nuzzled her face into my neck.  “It WAS pretty awesome, Matt.  Okay, so the educational portion of the evening went a little further than I thought it would, but I guarantee you that Kerry is really good at keeping a secret.”  Suze ran her hand over my chest and abs.  “Nobody’s forcing her to watch us, and she’ll be doing this herself in just a few years anyway, so it’s really no big deal.”

Lost as I was in post-coital bliss, her argument made perfect sense to me.  I concentrated on the feel of her hand as it moved lower and over my dick.

“My God, you’re still hard, Matt!” said Suze.  “You’re some kind of machine!”

“Like I said: it’s my first time, and you’re so beautiful, and I’ve wanted you for so long… and you’re touching me,” I said. 

Suze sighed and kissed me deeply, passionately, one hand in my hair and the other stroking my manhood.

“Are you going to fuck again?” said Kerry.

“Kerry,” said Suze, “We didn’t… do that.  We made love.”

“What’s the difference?”

“Maybe we’ll show you.”

“Can you do that sucking thing again first?”

“Sure, if it’s okay with Matt.  Is it?”

“Are you kidding?” I said.

Suze kissed her way down my body until, without preamble, her lips encircled my shaft and her mouth and throat engulfed all of me, down to the root.  I groaned.

“How do you do that?” said Kerry.  Her face was inches away from Suze’s as she watched her big sister deep throat me.  “It’s too big to all fit in your mouth, isn’t it?”

Suze pulled away from me.  A little string of her saliva trailed from her lips to the tip of my cock.  Her hand kept jacking me as she answered.  “Well, yeah, it’s too big to all fit in my mouth.  I sort of open my throat and take him all the way in.”

Kerry’s mouth hung open.  “In your throat?  How do you do that?  Why don’t you gag?  Does he shoot his stuff down your throat?”

“No, when he’s ready to come I’ll back off a little so that he comes in my mouth.  That way, I can taste him.”

“Ugh, I remember seeing that,” said Kerry.  But she didn’t look disgusted.  She looked fascinated.

“Do you want to try kissing it?” said Suze.

“Sure, I guess,” said Kerry

Oh, man.  I was hot for Suze, not her little sister.  On the other hand, the idea of a little girl sucking me off… 

A little girl.  “Uh, Suze…” I said.

“Education, remember Matt?  Okay, Kerry, first wrap your hand around his dick and jack him off, like I’m doing here.”  I watched as Suze removed her hand and Kerry took over.

“Like this?” Kerry asked.  Her little hand flew up and down my erect shaft, and I moaned.

“Slower,” said Suze.  Kerry’s hand movement slowed and became gentler and more... loving.  “That’s better.  Now, when you’re ready, use your mouth and tongue.  Careful not to bite.”

As I watched, Kerry lowered her head and I felt her hot breath on the tip of my dick while her hand continued to slowly masturbate me.  She gave my penis a little girl kiss, then tentatively stuck her tongue out and licked the sensitive underside of my shaft.  My whole body shivered, and I said, “Ungh.”

“Cool,” said Kerry.

“See,” Suze said.  “He likes it.  Do it some more.”

Kerry looked up into my eyes as she once again ran her tongue up and down the underside of my hard-on.  I moaned, and my hands went of their own accord to the back of her head, urging her on.

“Take him into your mouth, if you’re ready,” said Suze.

Still looking at me, Kerry opened her mouth and wrapped her little lips around the head of my penis.  She sort of stayed that way, with the tip in her mouth and her hand still moving over the shaft.

“Good!  Now take as much of him as you can into your mouth, and make some suction, like it’s a big candy cane.”  Kerry did.  “Now keep sucking while you pull your mouth almost all the way off, and start moving your hand again as your mouth uncovers his dick.  And keep doing that: mouth, hand, mouth, hand.  And use your tongue as much as you want.”

Kerry was a fast learner, and she was really getting into it.  I started moaning and wriggling around, and when she realized that it was her mouth and hand that were causing it, she started going faster.

“Unnh.  Unnh.  Oh.  My.  God.  Kerry, you’re making me come.  I’m going to come!”

Kerry pulled her mouth off of me, but her hand kept going.  “What should I do, Suze?”

Suze smiled.  “That depends, Sweetie.  Do you want him to come in your mouth like he did with me?”

“I don’t know,” said Kerry.  Her hand kept jerking me off, and my moans were getting more intense.  “I want to try, but I’m afraid I won’t like it.”

 “It’s starting,” I gasped.  “I’m starting to come!”

“Why don’t you let him come in your mouth, and if you like it you can swallow it, and if you don’t like it you can spit it out.  How’s that?”

“Okay,” said Kerry.  She took a deep breath, put her mouth around my dick again, and started suctioning me hard.  And that was all it took.

“Oh God, Oh God, OH GOD!” I yelled out as my balls tightened, my body started bucking, and my hot sperm shot into little Kerry’s mouth.  Waves of pleasure overtook me, so strong that I thought I might pass out.  But I had to know.  With supreme effort, and in the midst of my orgasm, I raised my head up to see what Kerry would do.

The little girl was swallowing my come as fast as she could.  As I watched she pulled her head back, and consequently took the last couple of spurts on her face.  She immediately stuck out her tongue, lapped up the come dripping onto her upper lip, and swirled it around in her mouth.  “Mmmm!” she said.  “I like it!”

Suze laughed.  “Me, too, Sweetie!”  She leaned over and licked another drip from Kerry’s face, then licked Kerry’s lips, and then, to my surprise, gave Kerry a long, deep kiss.  Kerry’s eyes opened wide, then closed as she got into the kiss.  Then Suze pulled back.

“Well, Matt” she said, “you’re finally getting soft!”  As she played with my penis, a drop of come squeezed out of the tip.  Suze dipped down to lick it up.

“Hey!” said Kerry.  She reached over and squeezed another drop out and licked it up herself.   Then, before I knew it, both girls had their heads in my crotch and were squeezing my dick and licking the tip and shaft.

“Oh, I never thought I’d say these words, but please stop licking my dick!” I said.  “It’s too sensitive!”

Both of them said “Sorry, Matt,” making it sound like stereo.  They let go and moved up to lay along side me.  I hugged them both and, just because I could, moved until I had a hand cupping one breast on each girl.  I sighed.

“I really am going to Hell, I think,” I said.  “I just had sex with a 12 year old girl.”

“No, you didn’t,” said Suze.  “You helped teach my sister how to give a blowjob.  No big deal.  What you and I did… now THAT was sex!  You rocked my world.”

“Can Matt and I have sex?” said Kerry.

Suze looked at me and grinned.

I am, without a doubt, going straight to Hell.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I lifted her skirt and rubbed my cock first against her ass and then between her legs. I'm normal in length, a little over seven inches, but most women I've had comment on its thickness, especially the thick, circumsized head. Amanda proved to be no exception.

"Damn that's thick! But we can't do it here...you aren't wearing a condom..."

Even as she spoke, however, she reached down and rubbed my cock against her pussy lips. That was all it took. I lifted her polo shirt again and this time she helped me take it off.

"Bend over damn it," I said and pushed on her back.

"I'm not on the pill, I can't..." but she bent over holding onto the doorframe and in one fast motion I shoved my dick into her wet nineteen-year-old's pussy!

(Much More to Come)

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She called!  She called!  Kelly called! 

She must have been watching for me to drive into the court, as she has done for so many years, because the phone rang barely five minutes after I arrived.

“Hello,” I answered.

“Jeff?”  I didn’t recognize her voice at first.

“Yes, this is Jeff.  Who is calling?”

“Jeff?” she said again, as if she didn’t hear me.  Then I knew.

“Kelly?  Is that you?”

“Jeff, I’ve thought about it a lot, and I’ve decided.”  There was a long pause.  I didn’t speak, determined not to push her in any way.  “I want to go through with it.”

I didn’t ask what.  Silly word games were out of place here.  “Kelly, are you sure?  This is a big step for a woman, and you can only do it once.”

“I know, Jeff, and I’m ready.  It’s going to happen sometime, and I want it to be you.  I really do.”

“Are you sure it shouldn’t be someone your own age?”  Silence again.
    
“I’m sure.  I want it to be someone who will make love with me and help me enjoy it, not some guy in my class who’ll just want to get it over with and brag about it to his friends.”

Well, there was more of this.  I guess I already felt guilty and wanted to assure myself that this really was her decision.  Her parents were going to be out of town all weekend, and her brother would be at a basketball game in a neighboring town most of Saturday.  We set a time for her to come over.  OK, we made a date on Saturday.  Is that more accurate? 
 
After she hung up the guilt pangs really hit.  How can I be so happy?  What kind of man am I?  She‘s a child, a sixteen-year-old girl, and what I am contemplating is illegal.  It could land me in jail for a long time.  And is this a good thing for her?  Well, she is a very level-headed girl, and she has had a long time to think about it.  It’s what she wants.  Would I want it to happen in a back seat, for her perhaps to become pregnant?

Total gibberish.  When it came right down to it, I had made my decision, too, and the decision was that if that sweet and lovely teenager wanted to offer me her virginity I was going to try my best to make it one of the happiest and most memorable events of her life.  I’m not a total monster.  I bought a package of the best quality condoms and felt very strange doing it, almost as if the clerk who rang up the sale could tell that I was buying them to ravish a lovely teenager.  Guilt is a powerful emotion. 

When my doorbell rang on Saturday, I was nervous.  Nervous!  Nervous because a beautiful teenage girl had come to offer me the opportunity to take her virginity and to teach her the joys of sexual love.  It almost sounds decent when I say it that way.  When I opened the door I just stood and looked at her.  She looked so… so virginal .  She was dressed in summer clothes as she was last time:  summer blouse, no bra, short shorts, and sandals.  But she looked so innocent! 

I did eventually manage to invite her in, and we were both a little shy at first.  I mean, you don’t just tell a girl like that, “OK, I’m ready, let’s go fuck.”  I didn’t.  I took her into my arms, looked into her eyes, and kissed her.  It took a moment, then I heard a sigh and she melted into my body and returned the kiss with far more passion than I had offered it.  It was wonderful.  “Kelly,” I asked, “are you sure?” 

“Jeff, I am sure.  Are you ready?”

I didn’t answer, but put my arm around her waist and guided her up the stairs to the bedroom.  I kissed her again, then looked into her eyes and told her, “Kelly, I want something understood.  If at any time, any time at all , you change your mind and don’t want to continue, just say ‘Stop.’  Say that word, just that way.  As soon as I hear it I will cease whatever I am doing and wait for your instructions.  You are in control.  OK?” 

Suddenly she seemed much older than her 16 years.  “Yes, Jeff, I understand.  But I won’t say it.  I want this every bit as much as you do,” and she glanced down at the tent in my shorts.

I kissed her again as I opened the buttons of her blouse, then sat down on the end of the bed in front of her and began to undress her slowly, as I did last time, kissing and caressing and worshipping each part of her body as it was revealed.  I wanted her at fever pitch for what was going to happen.  I heard her breath catch over and over as her excitement increased.  The hollow of her throat, her ear lobes, her shoulders, the inside of her elbow.  A sensitive place, that, and as I kissed and licked it her eyes closed and she shuddered.  I kissed around each lovely breast, stroking and admiring it, and spent a little time in the hollow between them.  She was becoming quite aroused, breathing quickly, and tried to move her nipples to my lips.  I resisted for a while, licking and kissing very slowly everywhere else, then succumbed, licking each nipple to erection, sucking, nipping a bit, pinching and twisting its partner.  I noticed her begin to squirm.  I spent a long time with her nipples as I caressed the rest of her body.

As the blouse came off I traced that lovely curve that women have, where the waist flares to the hips.  Hers was exquisite, and I kissed all around it and across to her stomach and navel, leaving moist little snail-trails.  I turned her around gently and kissed all over her back, sending shivers and goose-bumps all over her, while I reached around and fondled her breasts.  Working my way down to the luscious globes of her ass, I used my hands freely to pet and titillate every part of her body.  I knew that she was very, very hot now, thoroughly ready for me to “do it”, but she stood patiently and drank in the sensations that I was creating in her body.

Now I lay her across the end of the bed and treated her legs the same, kissing and fondling and stroking.  By this point she was bouncing so hard that I was afraid she would kick me, but I slowly worked my way to the top of her legs, to the goal that we both wanted me to achieve, and still I teased.  Kissing and licking all around the tops of her thighs, I carefully avoided that goal, instead slowly kissing my way beside and around it.  She was now moving frantically and trying desperately to force my lips to her pussy, and finally I allowed her to do it.  I was breathing very heavily now, too, and my cock was painfully hard.   

As my lips and tongue touched her pussy she began to buck wildly against them and emitted a long sigh.  I hardly had to move, but licked up and down and across the lips, pushing my tongue into her sweet vagina, enjoying the juices of this lovely virgin.  Still I avoided her clit, moving my tongue high and low, flicking her pussy lips, touching her asshole, kissing gently, tasting and stimulating her, pushing my tongue into her vagina.  I was in heaven.  The finest wine never taster better.  Her hymen covered only about half of the opening, and I hoped that it would tear easily when the time came.  Finally I moved to her clit.  The instant I touched it she raised high, with a huge gasping breath, and rubbed back and forth against my tongue.  I knew she was cumming and allowed her to enjoy it her way.

As the orgasm subsided I tore off my clothes (yes, I hadn’t even undressed yet) and lay beside her.  “Kelly?” I whispered.  “Are you ready?”  She was still gasping, but nodded her head.  “I want you to sit across me, sweetheart.  I’m going to let you control this.”  I quickly reached for the condom and slipped it on.

She did as I asked, positioning my cock carefully and moving down slowly.  At first her hymen stretched, but then her movement stopped.  “This is where it will hurt a bit, honey.  Do you want to go on?”  Please, please God, don’t let her stop now. 

She was very still for a long moment, as if in deep thought, then she dropped like a rock and emitted a shrill scream that must have been heard a block away.  “Yiiii!”  Then, “Ogodogodogod, Jeff, it hurts a lot.”  She held very still for a minute or more, panting and composing herself.  I could feel her body quivering.   

As her body finally began to relax I pulled her down over me, kissed her deeply, and started to move inside her, gently caressing every part of her body that I could reach.  Her vagina adjusted and she began to feel the pleasure that I had hoped, moving against me and returning my kiss with the enthusiasm that I had come to expect from her.  Soon she was moving hard against me, pushing my cock as deeply into her as possible.  I began to push back, forcing our pubic bones together and stimulating her clit. 

“Ogod, Jeff, don’t stop, please don’t stop.  It feels so wonderful.  Ogod, I didn’t know.  I didn’t know how great it would feel.  That’s it, push.  Make me cum again, Jeff, please.  I know I can.”  Well, there was more of this, with plenty of her wonderfully passionate kisses mixed in.  She was devouring my tongue and I … well, I never knew a girl could taste that good.  I was becoming somewhat delirious myself, very much wanting to cum and even more wanting to give her a first vaginal orgasm. 
 
Her breathing became very fast and shallow (as did mine, for that matter), and suddenly she began to move very quickly against me, six, seven, a dozen, two dozen times; I don’t know.  And just as suddenly she pushed hard against me once more and held it, and I felt her vagina contract and pulsate sharply in a powerful orgasm.  She held her breath, savoring that exquisite feeling, then slumped against me.  I was not far behind, and in a few more strokes I began an equally strong orgasm, deep and powerful and satisfying, spurt after spurt, more than I thought possible at my age.  Heaven could be no better.

And it was over.  It had to end sometime.  We lay there a long time, with her on top of me, still kissing, though the kisses became steadily less passionate and more tender.  I stroked and petted her and finally they became gentle, sweet little kisses, and she laid her head on my shoulder and held me.  I couldn’t see her smile, but I knew it was there, and I caressed her gently as I had earlier. 

“Jeff?” she murmured softly.

“Yes?” I answered.  It was the best I could do.  

“I didn’t know, Jeff.  I didn’t know anything could feel that good.  Anything.”
 
I didn’t answer.

She rolled off slowly and lay close beside me, caressing me now.  “I’ll always remember this.  Every girl I have ever known has said that her first time was awful, that it hurt and the guy didn’t care, and that she felt frustrated and cheapened afterward.  I don’t feel that way.  This was wonderful and passionate and loving.  Especially loving.  I could feel your love all of the time we were doing it.  I feel it now.” 

I turned to her and kissed her again.  It was all I could “say.” 

Eventually we got up, got something to eat, chatted awhile, then made love once more.  It was not so feverish this time, more mellow, with a bit of the flavor of old lovers come together again.  But in many ways this time was more loving, more deeply satisfying.

No, we did not become regular lovers.  That would have been very risky for both of us.  In fact, we never made love again.  She was still 16 and living at home.  We almost  certainly would have been caught at some time, and in any case the risk of pregnancy was too great.  Besides, she was not ready to become sexually active on a regular basis, and did not do so.  We remained good friends, and she continued to visit and talk and sell me things as before, though sometimes the conversations became a bit more intimate than previous ones.  And when she kissed me, it was not on the cheek.  She learned well.               

                  

                   

The first afternoon at our house, Manny and I were in the den playing Trouble. He snapped the dice bubble and the dice rattled around. He moved his green cone-shaped man along the route on the game board. I was winning and he was getting annoyed. He kept sighing and slammed his pieces around. I had to reposition my pieces every time he knocked them over.

"Stop it.!" I finally said to him under my breath. "I know something bad that you did, and if you don’t knock it off, I’m gonna tell."

He froze. "What’re you talking about?"

I had a mysterious little look on my face as I popped the dice bubble and moved my red cone-shaped man into "home."

"You’re cheating!" he insisted again.

"No, I’m not." I said quietly. "I know what you said to Shirley. And I know that you know what I’m talking about."

He forced the bubble down until it popped, and he moved his pieces.

I guess he wasn’t going to talk about it.

"I know you asked if you could lick her cooter."

He glared at me and pounded the game board. The pieces went flying. He jumped up and ran into the bathroom. He slammed the door.

I picked up the game pieces and folded the board to put it in the box. I put the box up on the shelf next to the TV.

I went over to the bathroom. I quietly knocked on the door. "Manny, let me in," I said. "I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in." I tried to laugh.

He stayed in the bathroom with the door locked.

"If you let me in, I won’t tell your Mama."

The handle turned and the door swung open.

"So you did say it." I said. He was sitting on the floor in the corner with his hands covering his face. "I almost told Shirley she was wrong. That she had to be lying, that you would never say that, but I wanted to talk to you first."

He didn’t say anything.

"Manny, I wanna talk to you," I said, "but not in here. Don’t stay in here too long, or your daddy’s gonna think something’s up." I turned on my heel and walked out of the bathroom. "I’ll be up in the tree."

I climbed up the apple tree to my favorite reading spot. At the beginning of summer, Manny’s daddy wedged a triangle of plywood up in the tree so I could sit. I found a little nook where I stuck my paperback. I sat there in my hideout and tried to read. Truth was, I couldn’t focus on the page. Manny asked to lick Shirley’s cooter. I had an image in my head of Manny’s face, smeared with the juices of Shirley’s tight hole, and the fluttery ridges of her pussy lips. I thought of Shirley with her head back and her eyes closed as she bucked her hips up and down, making his tongue rub against her harder. Then faster. I wondered if he even knew that he could slide his finger up inside that hole. I wondered if he thought about sticking his dick inside that hole.

My own cooter started feeling funny. I wanted to throw my legs open and look down there and poke my own finger inside. I clamped my legs together. What was I thinking? I imagined Manny’s hair falling in his eyes as he sucked on my bump. I got off my plywood perch and straddled the branch of the apple tree. I liked the ridges of the branch clamped between my legs. I wanted to rock my hips back and forth like Shirley seemed to know how to do and rub against the hardness of the bark. I sat still, afraid to follow my thoughts into these wild places.

"What’d you want to talk about?"

I looked down and Manny was standing at the base of the tree.

"Come on up!" I tossed the rope ladder over the edge so he could climb up.

I moved over on the platform. There was room for both of us. Barely. I sat as close to the branch as I could. My heart was racing. Would I have the guts to say what I wanted to say?

He clamored up and sat down beside me. He’d never come up in the tree before. I’d never invited him. He swung his legs over the edge of the platform.

"This is cool." He looked out and could see into three other backyards besides ours. Sometimes the girl in the third yard came out and suntanned with her top off. I think she was a senior. I wondered what Manny would think if he could watch that.

I sat beside him. I was too chicken. "Well. I don’t really know what I want to talk to you about. I can’t believe you wanted to do that."

"It was a crazy thing to say. I didn’t think she would ever do it."

"Oh."

He stood up and sprung to grab a higher branch. He tried to climb higher in the tree. The branch started bending under his weight. There was a slight cracking sound.

"Watch out!" I said, "You can’t really go up any higher. Well not much."

He landed on the plywood beside me. He wouldn’t look me in the eye. "What did you want to talk about?"

"Well..." I laid awake in the dark of night and imagined this moment. Now I couldn’t imagine telling him my crazy thoughts. I didn’t have the nerve.

"I...I...I can’t really get the thought of it out of my head." I finally told him. "Not since I heard about it. You know what I mean?"

He stuffed his hands into his pockets.

"I kinda lay in bed at night, and...I just keep thinking about it." I stared at the page of my book, but I wasn’t seeing a word on the page. I couldn’t remember what the story was even about.

"So what’s that s’posed to mean?" he said. "What’s that have to do with me?"

"Well Manny, I was kinda thinking that we could have a deal. I mean, if you’re thinking about things like that, and I’m thinking about things like that...."

He turned to face me for the first time and I didn’t know how to read the look on his face. He stepped off the platform to the first rung of the ladder. He jumped down to the ground and ran off.

I didn’t know what to think. That wasn’t how I wanted our little talk to go. Was he going to tell his dad? I felt kind of cold, wondering what I would do if my mother found out what I said to him. I thought about what it would be like to spend the rest of the summer grounded in my room.

Oh, but he didn’t have any room to tattle. What I said to him wasn’t even close to being as dirty as what he said to Shirley. Or was it?

I sat in the tree and pretended to read my book. I was glad no one had X-ray eyes and could see the dirty thoughts that I was having. I covered my face with my hands and just lay back against the branch. What was going on with me?

 

Mama stepped out the back door at dinnertime and hollered for me to come into the house. I sat at the table and stared at my plate. Manny sat across from me. We didn’t look at each other. I passed my plate to Mama who spooned some mashed potatoes and gravy on it. It was all I could do pretend to eat. I mixed peas in the mashed potatoes and hoped no one would notice.

Manny didn’t say much either.

Mama and Manny’s dad didn’t notice. I guess they were mad at each other. Mama said that was never a bad thing. She said that she and Manny’s dad were still getting used to each other, and they were trying to work out "parameters." I didn’t know what that meant, but from what I could tell, it happened after Mama got mad at something Manny’s daddy said.

After dinner, I went to my room and no one bothered me.

I wondered if Manny and I were trying to work out "parameters."

It was three days before Manny and I found ourselves alone together. He still didn’t want to talk to me and I was trying to act like I didn’t notice. Pretend it didn’t happen and it will all go away.

Then we were sitting together in the back of the PT Cruiser and Mama got out of the car to mail something in the post office. She told us to wait in the car.

"So what did you want to do?" He spoke so quietly I wasn’t sure I’d heard him.

I looked at him. His head was down and I fought the urge to tell him that he needed to cut his hair.

What made me fantasize about her more was she had an obvious crush on me and would frequently flirt with me. Nothing overtly sexual, but she'd make it a point to give me the opportunity to look down her shirt or check out her great ass. She was also very touchy, again nothing too sexual, but it turned me on any time she touched me.

 

One day after class Britney took her time packing up her books and approached my desk asking me questions about the class. Britney did this quite often and she was a smart girl, so it was always very transparent to me that this was just an excuse to talk to me by myself. Most times our conversations were purely innocent, but I always enjoyed when she flirted with me. This day Britney crossed the line and went further than ever before.

 

Once the classroom was empty and I had answered her question she grabbed my tie and said, "I love your tie! Who gave it to you, your wife or your girlfriend?"

 

I laughed and replied, "I don't have a girlfriend. One woman is all I can handle."

 

Britney shot back, "I'm sure you can handle more! Maybe you need a young girl who will obey your every command and you can train to do whatever you want."

 

I was speechless. That's when Britney lifted her skirt with one hand and lowered her black stockings and panties with the other hand exposing her thick hairy bush. I just froze, so Britney grabbed my hand and directed it to her pussy. I should have resisted, but I allowed her to place my hand on her wet pussy. She let out a soft moan as I slide my finger between her pussy lips.

 

She said in a sexy voice, "I want you so bad! Please teach me how to be a woman."

 

I'd like to say I tried to resist my teenage temptress and talk some sense into her, but I never entertained that thought. I had an opportunity to fuck this hot young girl and I was determined to cease the moment. I quickly got up and locked the classroom door. I had a free period and planned to fuck Britney. I took her into a back room off the classroom which we used to store lab equipment among other things. We would have the privacy we needed. I wasn't even thinking about the risk I was taking fucking an under-age student in school, I just wanted her so bad. Luckily, everything was in place to make this work, probably just as Britney planned.

 

I had Britney naked so fast. Even though she was a willing participant she was surprise how quick I had her undressed. Commenting, "Damn you waste no time!"

 

I told her, "You are so beautiful and have the most amazing body! You're perfect!" as I fondled her big tits.

 

I then started sucking on her puffy pink nipples. I moved one hand down her flat belly back to her wet pussy. I was dying to finger her, but decided to tease her and rub her clit and separate her pussy lips with my fingers. I drove her wild! She opened my pants and pulled out my hard cock.

 

She remarked, "Wow your cock is so big!" as she stroked it, “Mmmm it’s huge!”

I asked her, “Have you ever fucked a bigger cock than mine?”

She answered, “Oh no…you got the biggest cock I’ve ever seen by far!”

I have an eight inch cock that is fairly thick, so though I wouldn’t call myself huge I am proud of its size. I loved hearing Britney say that and liked I had the biggest cock that was about to fuck her little pussy. As she slowly slid her hand up and down the length of my shaft I finally slide two fingers into her juicy pussy. Damn was her little cunt tight! Britney began to moan as I fingered her pussy and sucked on her firm tits. She started jerking me off faster and I told her I wanted her to suck my cock. Without a word she dropped to her knees and took my cock into her mouth. Britney wasn’t that good at giving a blowjob, but she was willing and eager. Considering it was over five years since I’ve received a blowjob I was in heaven. Looking down on this naked little angel with my big cock in her mouth was incredibly hot! After a few minutes I decided as much as I wanted to cum in her mouth I shouldn’t waste this opportunity getting a blowjob. I could get her to suck my cock to completion another time, right now I wanted to get into her tight cunt.

I lifted her to her feet and then lifted her onto a lab table. Her bare ass was on the cold marble top and I spread her legs wide. We were both so horny with anticipation knowing we were only moments away from fucking. I moved in closer to her and guided my hard cock to the entrance of her sweet pussy. I struggled as I tried to squeeze my big cock into her tight pussy.

 

After a few moments Britney said, "Hold on." and she jumped off the table and ran to her purse pulling out a small tube of baby oil.

I asked her, “Do you have a condom in there?”

She answered, “No”.

I asked her, “Are you on birth control?”

With a grin on her face she replied, “Yes.”

I said, “That’s even better! Get back over here.”

 

With a big smile on her face ran back over and assumed her position on the table. She was very generous pouring the baby oil over my cock. I commented how smart she was to have carried that with her and she seemed very proud of herself as she lubed me up. I took the baby oil from her and applied a good amount to her pussy. Then I poured half of the small tube onto her tits and legs. By time I was done with her she had a thick coat of baby oil over her entire body. Her shiny body looked so amazing! The smell of the baby oil filled the room.

Now I was ready to fuck her. I was able to push my cock into her cunt much easier now. I didn't stop until I buried my entire length inside her. Damn her pussy was tight! Britney bit her lower lip and moaned low as she clearly had trouble handling my big cock. I gave her a moment to adjust to my size as I marveled at how tight her pussy was and how good it felt to be inside her.

 

Then I started slowly sliding my cock in and out of her cunt. I was fondling her lubed tits and I began to kiss her. We kissed passionately as I fucked her. Britney was clearly overwhelmed with emotions. She stopped kissing me to tell me she loved me. I knew I had to straighten her out right then, I didn't need a 16 year old girl in love with me after I fucked her!

 

I asked Britney, "You want me to teach you to be a woman, right?"

 

She replied, "Oh yes!"

 

I told her, "Okay, then you’ll have to learn the difference between making love and fucking. Today I'm going to fuck you! Okay?"

 

She said, "Yes fuck me! Fuck me...fuck me good!"

 

That turned me on. I picked up the pace and started fucking her faster and harder. Britney couldn't speak she just moaned as it took all of her effort to withstand the punishment I was inflecting on her poor pussy. Watching her big oily tits bounce as I fucked her was awesome. Her pussy was so tight I felt like I was going to cum quicker than I wanted to, so I slowed down my pace much to Britney's relief. Once my urge to cum subsided I fucked her hard once again. I was driving Britney crazy she clearly had never been fucked like this before.

 

When I felt the urge to cum again building I removed my cock from Britney’s little cunt. I pulled her off the table and turned her around and bent her over. Her firm little ass looked so good! I couldn’t resist spanking her. I started off slapping one cheek then the other. Her white ass instantly began to turn red.

She whimpered and moaned with each slap, “SMACK Oooh! SMACK Oooh! SMACK Ahhh! SMACK Arrrr!”

After about ten to twelve intense slaps her ass was bright red and I decided that was enough of a spanking for this little slut. It was time to finish fucking her, so I squeezed my big hard cock back into her wet cunt. I place my hands on her hips as I fucked her.

Fucking her from behind I was able to penetrate her deeper, which Britney made sure to tell me, “Oh your so deep!”

After fucking her hard for about five minutes I was building towards such a huge orgasm, but I didn’t want to cum yet. I wanted to fuck Britney’s tight pussy for as long as I could, so I stop with my cock buried completely still inside her.

Britney in a frustrated voice demand, “Don’t stop! I think I’m going to cum.”

That made me hot! I immediately began pumping her pussy full throttle. In a matter of moments I felt the inside of her cunt begin to spasm. Her pussy tightened around my cock like a vice grip. I couldn’t hold back my orgasm any longer! I began to cum in her pussy seemed to milk me. Britney could feel my cock pulsated inside her and she began to moan louder as I filled her pussy with loads cum. I can’t remember ejaculating that much in a very long time. Realizing Britney was moaning very loud, I pulled her up and back towards me. I put my left arm around her midsection lifting her tits up and I placed my right hand over her mouth. I had finished cuming, but my cock was still rock hard. I continued to fuck her from behind as hard as I could. With her now basically standing erect and with our height difference, I was 6’2” she was about 5’5”, she was on her tippie toes as I fucked her. She must have been in pain from the uncomfortable position and the fact I had been pounding her pussy for close to a half hour, but her moans were being muffled by my hand. Amazingly I felt myself about to cum again. I squeezed her tight as I bite her neck and shoulder from behind. As I shot a second load of cum in her cunt I was driving my cock up into her with such force I was lifting her off her feet with each thrust. I can’t remember fucking a girl this hard!

When I had pumped my last drop of semen in her we both collapsed onto the table in front of us. I caught my breath and noticed we only had a few minutes before the period would end, the halls would be filled and students would attempt to enter my classroom for the next period. Britney was worn out, her legs were wobbly as she tried to stand and she had a dazed and exhausted looked on her face. She was completely naked, covered in baby oil and had my cum leaking from her pussy running down her legs. I grabbed a roll of paper towels and began to whip the cum off her legs. I didn’t do a very good job and ordered her to get dressed quickly. When she complained she needed to clean up better I sternly ordered her to dress and clean up in the girl’s room. She did as she was told and I made her swear to keep this a secret. I felt guilty as I rushed a messy and de-shoveled  Britney out so quickly, but was absolutely thrilled I just got away with fucking her.

 

The next day Britney walked into my classroom very gingerly and I couldn't help but crack a smile. Later she complained to me how sore her pussy was, but told me that was the most incredible sex she has ever had. For the next two months I had Britney give me a blowjob every Monday in the back room during our free period. I taught her how to suck cock and even gave her homework and would make her practice sucking cock on some lucky boy every weekend. Britney was eager to please me and being a great student it didn't take long before she sucked cock like a pro. I also fucked her once a week. Sometimes we would fuck at school and other times at a motel, where I could take my time fucking her without the risk of getting caught. One day after Britney finished sucking my cock in what we now called our sex room she had some news to break to me.

While still on her knees she looked up at me while whipping the cum from her mouth and said, “I have something to tell you.” She paused “I think you’re gonna be made at me.”

The first thing that I thought of was that she told someone about us. I had heard the whispers around the school that people knew that Britney has a crush on me, but so far no one was accusing of us of having sex.

I asked Britney, “What is it?”

She shocked me when she blurted out, “I’m pregnant…” I was speechless as Britney babbled on.

The first words out of my mouth were, “Are you sure it’s mine?”

She looked surprised by that question and responded, “YES! You’re the only one I have been fucking!”

I said, “What about all the guys you gave blowjobs to, you didn’t let any of them fuck you?” I continued, “Be honest with me Britney!” before she could answer I quickly added “I thought you were on the pill?”

Her eyes tear up as she responded, “I lied about being on the pill because I didn’t think you would fuck me our first time together when you asked me about the condoms…”

I cut her off and yelled, “That was so fucking stupid Britney!”

She started to cry and said, “But I swear to you that you’ll the only one I let fuck me. I knew you would be mad at me!”

At this point I knew damage control was needed. I had to calm Britney down before next period and make sure she let me call the shots on this. First I confirmed that no one else knew about us or that she was pregnant, which luckily was the case. Second I made Britney get an abortion. This wasn’t that easy since she was in love with me, as much as a sixteen year old girl can be in love, and the idea of having my baby was very appealing to her. I didn’t take no for an answer though and within a month I made her get an abortion. A few weeks later with the rumors of Britney and I growing I ended it with her. I knew there was a risk Britney would tell on me, but I felt with her pregnancy, her feelings for me growing and the rumors about us that continuing to fuck her was a bigger risk.

Britney was devastated! I told her she could ruin me if she wanted but I hoped that if she did truly love me she will understand I have no choice and never tell anyone of us. Britney promised me she would keep our affair a secret. Luckily the end of the school year was only a few weeks away.

The next year, Britney’s senior year, we barely spoke. Britney had developed a reputation of being the class slut. She was very popular with the boys and fucked many of them. I couldn’t help but think I was responsible for this sweet girl’s transformation into dirty slut. The Monday after Britney graduated high school she showed up to school and found me in my classroom packing up for the summer. She was dressed in a pink bikini top with a tight white tank top on and a skin-tight pair of navy blue bike shorts on. She looked so hot!

She threw a motel key on my desk and said, “I’m eighteen and I’m not a student any more. Don’t make me wait long!”

She walked out of my classroom and I followed her ten minutes later. We fucked to rest of the day and into the night. I fucked her mouth, pussy and asshole. I missed fucking her so much! She will always be the best fuck I've ever had. I fucked her once a week during the summer, but after she went away to college I never fucked her again. I do fantasize about her all the time though!

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