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.

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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.

  All that day I kept looking for ways to go and be by myself so I could relieve this erection that I just couldn’t seem to get rid of. After dinner I grabbed some toilet paper and headed down the path towards the lake, looking up the path to make sure that Steve didn’t follow me. I then dropped my shorts down and began to masturbate while looking across the water.

     I was soon interrupted by a voice behind me and as I hurried to get dressed, he laughed and said “don’t mind me I just came to join in”. I turned around to see Steve with his shorts down around his ankles and stroking his long and thin penis which bent to the left slightly. He said “don’t let me interrupt you”, and after thinking it over I decided getting satisfied was more important than being embarrassed.  Besides we have joked around about jerking off at magazines and other girls many times in our past, so I strangely I felt comfortable enough to continue where I had left off.

  I turned back to face the water again and resumed activities, but to my amazement I went soft. The thought of someone watching was too much stress for me. As I was about to pull up my shorts and call it a day I felt something hard and warm press into my ass, then between my legs. Steve was now holding my cock in his hand and without saying a word, started stroking me. The feeling was great and I immediately became hard again, he then whispered to me “what do you think”. I turned and asked him if he thought this is something we should be doing, he replied “only if it was kept between us as friends and never to be spoken of outside of the camp”. I agreed “this was just experimenting with what we had seen earlier and how it felt”.

  He smiled and nodded in agreement and turned me to face away from him, as I did he resumed placing his penis between my legs and stroking me again. As he played with my cock and balls I got undressed and spread my legs wide so as to give him an unobstructed feel. His hips starting moving in a slow and steady motion and I could feel his warm member rubbing between my legs and soon the pace began faster and harder. I thought that my balls were going to wind up in my stomach they were so tight and pulsating as his hand gripped tighter, I soon decided to have some fun of my own and reached between my legs with one hand and grabbed his now pre-cum soaked dick and started rubbing the bottom and tugging his balls. Steve then started thrusting his hips forward faster and faster, pounding me with all his might.

    I bent forward and placed my hand between my legs; his dick was forced up between my legs, against my crotch and was now thrusting into the back of my balls. I could hear his moaning getting louder and his hand now moving faster over my dick until he pushed into me as far as he could with all his power and held still, then he let out a low sounding moan that sounded like a wild animal call. I could feel all his juices pounding into the back of my balls and running down my leg. I closed my legs together tight squeezing his dick in my cheeks and I felt his body quiver one more time. As he stepped backwards and lay back in the grass, I turned and saw him lying there lifeless panting hard and sperm dripping from his semi-erect penis. I turned and jokingly asked “why am I the only one who didn’t get off today”.

      As I lay down beside him in the grass looking up at the sky, I started to instinctively play with myself. Suddenly I felt Steve’s warm hand rubbing my balls and stroking me again. After a few quick strokes I was hard and he rolled onto me like he was about to screw one of his girlfriends. As he rubbed up and down on me, I started to enjoy the feeling and pulled him up close so that our dicks were rubbing together tightly against our stomachs.

  He knew what I was thinking and forced his body down on mine and began humping me like had a pussy, as he did it felt so great that I came within minutes all over his belly. The cum made a lube between us that felt so awesome. He could now move up and down on me more easily than before and he started to go faster and faster. I reached down and grabbed his ass, pulling him in tighter to me and when I did it sent him into another one of his nature calls and he shot a load right into both our faces and on our stomachs. He fell on to me and closed his eyes while letting out another a low moan.

    In the heat of all the shooting I caught some of his juice in my mouth and it tasted rather strange, salty yet sweet and really not so bad. Feeling still horny I rolled Steve off me and onto his stomach. I told him that “I just wanted to be on top this time” and with that I spread his legs so that I could now see this puckered pink hole looking right at me. He then blurted out “just do as I did and do not go in for the hole”. I laughed and agreed as I rubbed the juices which were spewed all over my stomach, between his legs for lubrication.

    I then positioned myself on top and forced his legs closed around my dick and placed my legs on the outside, as I began to slowly pump his tight ass. It felt so good that I went slow and steady at first, as I thrust into him I could see that he was pushing up to meet me. I started to go really fast and got so carried away that when I started to orgasm I lost all control and stabbed directly into his ass where I laid with just my head poking into his sphincter, my load went into his ass and was bubbling out around my dick. Steve let out such a scream that I jumped off and stepped back.

  He screamed “You asshole, I think you ripped my ass apart”. As we both stared at his ass, I could see little gobs of white liquid drip out.

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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I didn't even let her put her shirt on after that. Grabbing her hand, I guided her into the house and shoved her roughly against a wall where I proceeded to lean down and suck her left nipple into my mouth while I worked her other breast with my right hand. Surprisingly, I felt my cock start to rise again and pushed her down to her knees. She took it right into her mouth and started sucking.

"Lick my nuts!" I commanded. She went right to it. She worked each one and then returned to my cock, licking the length of the shaft then swirling her tongue around it and sucking it entirely back into her mouth. I lasted a little longer but when she leaned forward and I could feel her tits pressing into my legs, I lost it.

"I want to cum on your face," I said, "Get ready and take it..."

She brought it out of her mouth at just the right moment and I splashed my second load of the night onto her nose and cheeks, the slimey white goo dripping down and landing on her tits.

It took several minutes for both of us to catch our breath. I drew her to her feet and kissed her hard. Her big breasts shoved against my chest and damn if my cock didn't start twitching again. I took her by the hand once more and this time we went into the bedroom and took off our clothes.

"I never expected to be doing this," she said when we were laying together under the covers. "But you got me so horny. Damn you have a thick cock. That felt so good."

I kept playing with her tits while I asked her about the action she'd had with her female friends. She moved even closer to me. I let a couple of fingers trace down over her stomach and pushed them into her pussy. She gave another of her little moans and spread her legs so I kept adding fingers, feeling my cock go rigid when I had my whole hand pumping her. I keep a large vibrator handy for just such occasions and got it from under the bed.

(More to Come)

One day, we were put together as a pair for a project assigned by our teacher. It was something about Driving. Anyway, It was a 3 week project, so we would have to meet up to get most of the work done. We decided to meet at the library outside of school, and we did that several times. The first few times were harmless enough, but (as she told me later) I had an infectious charm that just drew her to me.

One day, we were discussing parking, and she told me she didn't get how to parallel park, so she came around the table, pulled up a chair, and sat with her body merely centimeters away from mine. While I was pointing out the motions, she let her hand rest on my leg. I stopped mid-sentence and just looked at her questioningly. She smiled, then leaned forward and kissed me on the mouth. When she pulled back, I said, "Wow... umm... what was that for?" She replied, "I've just been so attracted to you since we started working together. I kept giving you signals, but you didn't notice. Why?" I barely managed to stammer out, "Well, I didn't figure that someone like me would have a chance with you." Lauren then said, "Well, normally you wouldn't, but since I've gotten to know you, I guess you've gotten it." Then, I leaned in and kissed her on the mouth. At first I was tentative, but then grew bolder, and began to suck and nibble at her lower lip. Then we just went on to all out tongue wrestling. We were so caught up in it, that we didn't notice how much noise we were making with our grunts and slight moans. A librarian told us that we had to leave, because we were causing a disturbance. It was only 12:30 in the afternoon on a Saturday, So we decided to go out for lunch, my treat. We gathered what we had, and went to the Chili's across from the Mall.

When we were seated in a booth in a corner, and the waitress took our drink orders, Lauren took my hand, and gazed into my eyes, while I gazed into hers. I bent forward and kissed her lightly, and she smiled at me. While we ate, we decided to ask about eachother's personal lives. She told me that everything was fine at her home, just regular stress from her parents, then said, "I know how you have a job, but where do you work?" "With my dad at his restaurant." Lauren replied, "You're so lucky that you get to spend time with your dad like that." "Yeah, I guess." Then, a stray thought came into my mind. "Would you consider this a date?" Lauren looked thoughtful for a moment, then said, "Yes. I would." I then said, "Would you mind if I asked you out?" "Oh, I'd like that." "Well, Consider it done."

When we finished eating, we went to the Mall. It had one of those Picture booths, and Lauren wanted to go in. We did, and got a great set of photos out of it. We walked around for a while, then went into American Eagle, where I bought her a zip-up hoodie.

Around 4:30, we went to Lauren's house. Her mother was home, and she introduced me. "This is Conor, the boy I told you about." I offered my hand, and she shook it firmly. She gave me a once-over with that raised eyebrow look. Then, Lauren's father came home from work, and the whole process was repeated, only her dad gave me a look that said, "If you hurt her I'll kill you." Her parents left for dinner saying they wouldn't be back until after midnight, and Lauren and I had the house to ourselves. We settled on a movie, and watched Sleepy Hollow. She snuggled up close to me on the couch, her head resting on my chest, my arm draped over her shoulder, and whenever a suspenseful part would occur, she 'hugged' me, and would then relax, with her hand dragging across my lap to resume it's normal position. After a few times, my cock began to get hard, and she noticed. "Someone's getting happy." "You could say that." She put her hand on my dick and squeezed. This got a shudder from me, which she apparently liked, and she did it again. Then she asked, "Can I see it?" I nodded, and unzipped my pants. She reached in and pulled it out. It wasn't that impressive, only 8" , 2 inches around. She started stroking it, and some precum oozed out. She bent down and licked it off, and said, "Salty." She then licked the rest of the head, and then the shaft. She kissed the head, then engulfed it in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the shaft, and took it as far as she could without gagging into her mouth. She bobbed up and down on it, while I held her hair back. I groaned softly, and after about 10 minutes, I was going to cum. I told her, and she bobbed faster and faster, the I blew my load into her mouth. She tried to swallow it all, but some escaped her lips and trickled down her chin. She wiped it off, and gazed longingly at me. I said, "My turn," and grinned wolfishly.

She got on her back, and I slowly pulled off her pants, revealing a sexy black thong with pink lacy edges. I then helped her take off her shirt, which showed a matching bra. I kissed her on the lips, the slowy worked my way down her chest, kissing softly. I got down to her panties, which I gripped between my teeth, pulled down her legs, and tossed aside. She did likewise with her bra. I kissed up the insides of each leg, and came to her pussy. It was completely shaved. I kissed it lightly, licked tentatively, and rubbed it.She moaned, and I rubbed some more. I then buried my tongue in her pussy, savoring the taste, which was like heaven. I rubbed her clit wildly, and she moaned even louder. I ate her out till she had mutiple orgasms. When she came down from her climax, she got up, grabbed her clothes, and said seductively, "Follow me." I did, and we came to her room.

She immediately threw her clothes down, pushed me gently to the bed, straddled me, kissing all over. She whispered huskily into my ear, "I want you inside me now." That got me hard in an instant. I flipped her onto her back, and brought my cock to her pussy. I rubbed it all around the entrance to her womanhood, then slowly pushed it in. Suddenly, I felt some resistance, and gasped. "You're a virgin?" She looked lustfully at me, and said, "Yes. But it's ok... I just want you inside me... NOW." "Are you sure?" "Yes." Without needing any more encouragement, I pulled back, and rammed back in, popping her cherry. She drew her breath in sharply, and grimaced. A few moments later, I slowly thrust into her, then pulled out, repeating the motion over and over. Her face changed to a look of pure pleasure. I paced myself, so we could climax at the same time. After about 20 minutes of thrusting, I felt the familiar tingle work its way up my legs. I shouted through the pleasure, "I'm gonna cum! I have to pull out!"  "N-o, yo-ou don't. I- I'm on th-uh-the pill!" This news only made me cum harder, and while I was cumming, I felt her pussy clench, and she shuddered in complete ecstacy. I rolled onto my back, still inside her, so she was on top, and she collapsed onto me. Still panting, she said, "Oh my God... that was so amazing." I wrapped my arms around her, hugged her close, stroked her hair, and she fell asleep.

A couple of hours later, she woke up, and I was downstairs cooking us dinner. She was dressed in a soft robe, and she came up behind me and hugged me. "What are you making?" "I'm just cooking some of the chicken I found in your fridge. The whole house smells like sex... in case you didn't notice." She sniffed and said, "Yeah. It does. But the chicken smells great." We had a candlelight dinner, after she went upstairs, showered and changed, and came back down. When we finished, we put on Wedding Crashers. We watched barely any of it, just savored the image of eachother, and kissed some more.

Her parents came home early, maybe trying to catch us doing something, smelled the air, and asked, "What's that smell?" "Oh, Conor cooked for me!" Lauren replied with a big smile on her face. Her dad went upstairs to Lauren's room, but she thought ahead, and fixed it so you couldn't tell anything happened. We got off scott free, and Lauren and I are still dating and going at it. But that'll come later.

This is my first story. Want More? e-mail me at IrishBAMF222@aim.com