Let me take this moment to describe Liz for you.  She was not your average girl.  She was skinny, but not sickly belemic skinny.  I can't tell you for sure what her bra size was, but she was my little A-cup Angle, I know that for sure.  She had long brown hair and piercing green eyes.  She wasn't "hot" but she was definetly cute.  Durring the two weeks I spent getting to know her better I learned that she was basically a goddess of the bass guitar.  She was involved with a small local band that, has actually done quite well within our home state, but that is besides the point.  She was exactly what I needed to, relieve some pressure in my shorts.

~The begining of the relationship~

        I decided that I would take this naiive virgin freshman slowly.  The beginning of our relationship was cute.  Our first kiss was on Valentines day, and I asked for it in a cute way.  "Would it be a cliché if our first kiss was on Valenties Day" I asked.  But before she could respond I leaned in and gave her a strong kiss on the lips as she sat there speechless I said, "I never really worried to much about making clichés".  With that she began to feverously kiss me.  Thinking ahead I told her that, we should wait because that would be moving to fast.  The young girl believed me... sad.

        After about a month of dating we began to regularly make out, but I would never allow myself or her to go beneath the clothing, and she was just eating it all up.  But I knew what I was waiting for.  Prom was within a few weeks and I had big plans.

        One of her friends soon got a huge crush on one of my single buddies.  So with a little help from Liz we pushed her friend, Natasha, and my friend, Kyle, into a relationship.  This would only help with my later plans.

Anyway, this time we ended up looking through a couple of fashion magazines in the local shop and pointing at the things we liked and taking the mickey out of the things we didn't, when Genie looked around and took a magazine off the top shelf.

She opened it and we looked inside at the pictures. I couldn't believe what I was seeing – there were naked women posing with their legs open showing off their bits and on all fours with their bums in the air so you could see little wisps of pubic hair and a whole lot else besides.

We started doing impersonations of the faces of the models and collapsed in fits of giggles and then I whispered “hey lets take it”.

Genie didn't need any convincing, so while I went up to buy some sweets she quickly stuffed the magazine into her school bag. We scarpered with butterflies in our stomachs and walked as quick as we could without arousing suspicion back round the corner to my house.

I let us in with my key and saw that, as expected, no one else was home yet. We took off our coats and dropped our bags by the door, but only after Genie had taken the magazine out and then we raced upstairs to my room where we wouldn't be caught if someone came home.

We threw some cushions on the floor and sat down to peruse our trophy. We were looking through the pictures and were imitating the poses of the models and in fits of giggles when Genie said:

“imagine what it would be like to do this in real life – you know – actually taking off all your clothes in front of a camera-man, posing naked and showing off your privates like that.”

to which I replied:

“I wonder what the money's like” …

… next thing you know, we've found an ad at the back of the mag stating how to get in touch if you are interested in modelling for the company, who own a whole range of different magazines. There are thumbnails of the different magazine covers and one of them shows a naked girl posing on a sofa with a guy in a suit leaning over her. Her legs are open and her pussy is totally exposed to him and their eyes are locked together …

“I dare you to do a shoot”, said Genie, and I came back to reality with a red face, but was not going to let Genie make me out to be a wimp so I grinned and said “I'll do it if you will”.

So it was that I arrived at a photographers studios in town one morning at 10am sharp to pose naked for the first time in front of a cameraman. We had already had an interview and the guy had said that he would like me to do a shoot today but he wanted to keep Genie on file for another time. Genie said that if I didn't do it I was a wuss, so I read the contract and signed it there and then. I was getting £500 per hour and in return I was agreeing to pose nude for one of his magazines. I showed him my fake ID and the deal was done.

On the morning of the shoot, I got a call from Genie saying that she wasn't well and wouldn't be able to come with me. I was disappointed that my buddy wasn't going to be there, but I had signed the contract and couldn't turn back now. I promised her that I'd show her the pics as soon as I got them back. She wished me luck and off I went.

The studio door opened and the guy who had done the interview welcomed me in and said how beautiful I looked. He asked me how I felt and showed me through to my changing room. He told me that my modelling clothes were already in there. Inside, on a dresser with a mirror, there was a skimpy pale yellow vest, a thong and a pair of low cut hipster jeans shorts. I got undressed and put on the clothes they had left for me and left the room to see if there was anyone around to tell me what I needed to do next.

I went barefoot down the corridor and came to the studio door which I opened and peered my head around. Inside a large room with a high roof, there was a single bed covered in soft toys and surrounded by lights with a screen wall behind it painted white and covered in posters.

A woman with a clipboard saw me and came running over with a big smile on her face and asked me my name. I said I was Tami and she ticked my name on a list and got me to sign where she had ticked, before smiling a big smile at me and saying that I looked really pretty.

I felt a bit self conscious in my outfit as the top was really light and the shorts were a size too small and felt really tight around my waist. I asked the woman how she thought I looked. She grinned and told me to do a little turn so she could see and said that I looked really cute which made me feel a little better about myself.

I followed her over to the other side of the studio where there was a sofa with two men sitting on it. One of them was obviously the photographer, dressed in combats and surrounded by camera accessories. But as I got closer I realized that the other guy was wearing nothing.

The two of them were engrossed in conversation and leafing through some pics when I came over and I wished Genie could have been there to see this guy, with a his muscular body and dark hair, sitting naked on the sofa as if that was just how he normally dressed. They looked up at me and both smiled at me. The naked guy was really good looking and his eyes were both piercing and friendly so that I completely locked on to them and couldn't help smiling back.

“Wow” he said as he looked down at my body.

“are you a new model?” and keeping his eyes on me said “damn she's cute” to the photographer.

I suddenly remembered what I was wearing and felt myself blushing self consciously, but he looked me in the eye again and in a softer voice said “no – I mean it you look lovely” which somehow made me feel really comfortable.

The photographer informed him that I was Tami and that I was here for a solo shoot, to which he responded by extending his hand to shake mine.

“I'm a model here too, I'm just waiting for another girl to come so we can finish off a shoot we started yesterday, but she's running late. - is it ok if I watch you do your shoot?”

Not wanting to seem like an amateur I casually said “yeah sure” and smiled back at him. In my mind I couldn't get the image of the magazine cover with the girl and the guy in the suit from my head and I blurted out “I didn't realize that guys posed nude too”.

He laughed in a good natured way and said that he'd been photographed naked loads of times with loads of different women. “so you pose with women then” I said, to which he smiled a cheeky kind of smile and nodded, replying “yes you could say I have”

The photographer asked me if I was ready and I said I sure was, so we went over to the little bed and he told me to go and sit on it while he switched on the lights. Everything was set up to look like the inside of a teenage girls bedroom and it felt a bit weird being surrounded by lights in a big room, unable to see beyond the cameras.

He asked me to lie on my stomach and pretend to read one of the books that were on the bed. I lay on my front and opened one, and he started to take pictures of me from all angles. He asked me to look at the camera and smile, so I did.

I was asked to lie on my back, to kneel facing the camera, to turn my back to the camera and stick my bum out and all sorts of other positions while photos were taken of me and then he said he needed me to undo the button on my shorts and unzip the fly. It dawned on me that this was it and my clothes were coming off and I was suddenly aware that I was going to be naked in front of everyone in the room, including the cute naked model on the sofa.

I felt a little shiver of excitement run through me and as I removed my shorts and the silky top I was wearing, and began to pose in nothing but a thong, I began to glance casually in the direction of the sofa to see if he was there.

At one point, I was sitting with my back against the pillows of the bed, my legs wide apart, and the photographer asked me to put my hand inside the front of my knickers. This I did and my hand brushed against my pubic hair and gently rested on my pussy.

I didn't want anyone to think I was weird, but the sensation of my fingers touching my pussy was lovely and I wanted to make it last, so I left them there for a second. I glanced towards the sofa again to see that the naked guy was standing just inside the ring of lights and that he was watching me.

I looked back to the camera, but was burning at the thought of this cute looking naked man watching me and my hidden fingers touching my swelling pussy lips. The photographer asked me to stay in the same position, but to move the thong to one side so that my pussy was visible and asked me to be sure that I made it as visible as possible for the cameras. I spread my legs wide and did as I was asked and felt the breeze on me, and then felt my lips part with a subtle pop, like the sound of a little kiss.

I could feel the coolness of the air inside me and I was being asked to push my breasts upwards with my hands, so I lay back, prone and vulnerable, massaging my own breasts, my pussy open and available and beginning to emit a sweet smell as I felt a little trickle leaking out from between my pussy lips.

I wanted to look like I was just posing and tried not to let it show that I was so fixated on the sensations I was feeling, yet at the same time, I wanted them to carry on. My heart was already beating ten to the dozen, and my breath was getting a bit heavier and I could feel my cheeks flushing hot under the bright lights.

Suddenly the mood was broken. A mobile phone went off, and then someone swore: “What the fuck do you mean you can't do it today … for fucks sake!!”

I came back to reality as the photographer went over to the guy who had interviewed me and they had a short conversation about the female model who was supposed to be doing the combined shoot with the naked guy. Apparently she wasn't going to be coming in to work and this pissed them off no end.

I sat up and looked over, to see that the male model I had been talking to was still watching me. He had a towel around his waist and his eyes were gleaming and then he looked away and said “I guess I should go home then” to which the interview guy said “I'm really sorry John, it looks like you've wasted your time”.

I was on my back on the bed, propped up on my elbows with my legs apart and my pussy visible for all to see. I looked down at my body and felt so sexy lying there like that. I forgot about them for a second and seeing that my nipples were standing out, I tweaked one between my thumb and forefinger. I felt a tingle in my pussy and my legs fell apart more and I wanted to lie back again, but looked up instead in case anyone had seen me do it and thought I was a perv.

John the model was looking at me again and had that same excited and slightly hungry look in his eye and looked like he was about to head for the changing rooms when I suddenly called out “Hey – why doesn't he pose with me, then it won't be a day wasted ...”.

John looked back at me and seemed to be staring straight at my exposed pussy and said : “wow – that would really help me out – are you sure?”

I said “hey – its no difference to me and I reckon you could use the money”...

I tried to seem casual and helpful, but the idea of posing with a naked man in front of a camera was filling my whole body with butterflies and I was enjoying the feeling of being swept along by circumstances. Thinking about his naked body posing alongside mine was also making my pussy pulsate and I was loving the tender sensitivity I was feeling down there.

John turned to the photographer and the interview guy and said “what do you guys think?”

They were standing with looks of total surprise on their faces and for a split second seemed lost for words until both suddenly said “sure – why not – ok – John you go over and sit on the bed with Tami”

I moved over a bit to make room for him and he came and sat next to me, his eyes full of purpose and looking me up and down from my eyes to my tits and my pussy.

My heart was pounding in my chest and I was finding it hard not to breath too fast or too heavily and for some reason, when his eyes glanced downwards I felt my legs fall apart again as if of their own accord. My naked body wanted him to be looking at it and when he looked up at me and smiled, I gasped involuntarily.

The photographer called out “are you guys ready?” and John said “yeah – one second” and he removed his towel. It was then that I saw his penis for the first time. It was fully erect and it bounced out as he threw the towel to one side.

I had never seen a man's penis before and hadn't noticed his earlier, probably because he wasn't aroused then. And I twigged that if he had an erection then he was feeling horny, and the only thing around here to make him feel that way was the sight of me naked, which meant he was hard for me.

Every instinct in me was craving for me to reach out and touch his dick, or at least to touch his body, but I didn't want to let this show for fear of seeming unprofessional so I kept my hands to myself and said “cool – I wasn't expecting to be posing with someone else today.” My mouth was dry and I was light headed and very aware of my nakedness and his proximity.

The photographer asked us to lie next to each other on the bed as if we were just having a chat and I turned and looked at John. Our eyes met and I gasped very slightly again as I watched his eyes roaming my body. He was on his side and his dick was pointing straight at me. There was a tiny bead of moisture on the end that moved slowly down over the head of his dick, making it glisten in the light.

The photographer began to give us instructions and we started to pose in different positions, first with my hand on his waist, then with his hand on my tummy, then we were asked to kiss for the camera and I felt his breath on my lips as he leaned in and his lips gently touching mine.

I was still trying to pose and not to let anyone see that I was so sensitive to each touch, but it was difficult not to kiss back and I wanted to get lost in him. Then he was kissing me and I felt his tongue entering my mouth and meeting my own tongue.

His hand was on my tummy still and moving down slightly and the photographer called out that he wanted me to open my legs more so he could photograph my pussy. Then he asked John to put his hand on my pussy.

I began to lose control of my breathing in the split second before he touched me and when he did I heard myself letting out a little moan as the heat of his fingers met the hypersensitivity of my tender swollen pussy lips. My hips jerked slightly and I felt that I wanted to let them gyrate, which they started to do anyway so I just let them.

My hands were all over his body and I felt his muscles tensing up as I ran my hands over them. I felt that I wanted to wrap my legs around him as I nuzzled into his musky scent and kissed his skin.

I was dying to touch his cock and was trying to think of an excuse to do so when I was saved the trouble by the photographer telling me to reach down and hold it in my hand.

I wrapped my fingers around Johns dick and he grunted under his breath. It felt hot in my hand and it was pulsing and moving as John seemed to have the same trouble with his hips moving involuntarily.

I was on my back, with my legs apart, posing for a camera with my pussy wide open and feeling very wet, whilst kissing a naked man who had a finger touching my little bud and sending little spasms of pleasure through my body, while my hand held onto his dick.

The photographer said “OK – now I need you to sit astride John please”

We disengaged and John lay on his back on the bed, his dick standing up like a mast on a ship. I sat up and straddled his stomach and felt the warmth of his body on my inner thighs and felt the skin of his tummy on my pussy lips. I found myself wanting to grind against him and was trying to restrain myself when his hands reached up and started squeezing my breasts as his thumbs rubbed over my nipples.

I involuntarily pushed my ass backwards and felt his dick bump into my ass cheeks, and felt a little wet spot on me where the tip had touched me. The photographer asked me to lean forward to kiss John again and to try and stick my ass up in the air at the same time, and I found myself with my tummy pressed against his, kissing his lips, with my pussy exposed once more to the camera.

I was still gently pushing forwards and backwards with my hips when the biggest surprise of the day came. I pushed back and felt the weight of Johns dick bump against my little mound and suddenly I was fixated by the thought of how this must look to the camera.

This was a step further than the pictures I had seen of women exposing themselves to be photographed, this time it was my pussy that was there for all to see and it had a big horny dick resting against it.

Once again, I didn't want them to think I was perverted or anything, but the sensation of that big lump of meat touching my engorged and swollen pudenda was totally compelling and I guessed this was how it felt for people having sex.

The thought that we were only a centimetre or two away from having sex ourselves was in my head now and made me feel all the more like I wanted to wrap this guy up in my arms and legs, but I was here to pose for a photographer and I was being paid so I didn't want to weird them out and lose the job.

Still, at the same time, I didn't want to stop the feeling of that hot pulsing dick bumping against my little punani, so I tried to prolong the moment as much as possible.

At this point the photographer asked me to reach back without moving from that position and hold Johns dick again and I did exactly as he said, seeing that this might mean a few more seconds at least of this exquisite feeling before the shoot came to an end.

I couldn't reach it from the side, so I lifted myself up a bit and reached under myself to take hold of that beautiful erection.

As I did so, his dick fell upwards off my ass and the tip swept across my pussy lips. The sensation was incredible and as I took his cock in my hand I “accidentally” pressed the tip against my pussy lips again whilst trying to make it seem like I was just trying to get a grip on it.

John groaned again and I could feel his stomach muscles tensing under my body and I felt myself wanting to rub this dick on my pussy some more.

Slowly, and in a way that I thought wouldn't look intentional, I allowed the tip of his dick to rub against my pussy lips. I could feel that I was really wet and the head of his cock glided easily along the crack between my pussy lips.

It was then that I remembered that it wasn't just me in the equation as john's hips began to push and the head of his dick began to part my pussy lips and pushed up between them slightly.

I honestly expected at this point that the photographer would ask us to move to a different pose, or just ask us to take a break or something, but he said nothing and instead I found Johns hands holding my hips and holding them steady as he gently pushed upwards with his hips.

I found myself instinctively opening my ass out behind me and pushing back towards the cameras and I felt the head of his dick pushing my pussy lips further apart, and stretching them outwards.

His muscles jerked again and his hips thrust upwards and his dick popped between my pussy lips and then suddenly the tip was inside me and the heat of it was burning my insides with an icy cold warmth that filled my whole body.

We stayed like that for a second and didn't move except for a slight rotation of my hips and his, which felt amazing and had the effect of widening the gap between my wet swollen pussy lips.

He withdrew about half a centimetre and then gently pushed again and then he was inside me.

I was naked in a photographers studio, my bare ass up in the air for all to see, with a camera taking pictures of my little naked pussy with a dick inside it belonging to a really cute guy who, by the way he was acting, appeared to be as horny as hell.

His hips began thrusting and withdrawing and I felt his dick sliding in and out of me. The sensation was unbelievable and I could feel it building in me and I hoped he wouldn't stop doing this as it felt so awesome.

He didn't seem in much of a hurry to pull out though and he suddenly sat up and turned me over.

He knelt back for a second and I watched him look hungrily at my body and at my poor swollen pussy in particular. I lay on my back and wanted him to see as much of it as I could show him so I spread my legs out as wide as they could go. He nuzzled his dick up against my pussy lips again and pushed it back in before leaning over me and resting on his elbows over me.

He is kissing me now and I am wrapping my legs around his back as I have been wanting to do all this time. His dick is slowly thrusting in and out of me and he is grunting heavily and saying to me how good it feels and warning me that he doesn't know how long he will last.

My heart is beating like a drum and my breathing is heavy and noisy, being interspersed with gasps and moans. As he quickens his rhythm, pumping into me with his hot hard cock, I feel the sensation in me growing in intensity and I have to cry out “yes … oh … yes ...” and still he is pumping and pumping …

finally the sensation becomes so powerful that I cant breathe and I have to freeze. My whole body relaxes for a split second and then I feel every muscle in me contract and the sensation is all over me, but mostly inside me where thee heat of his dick is …

… he gasps “I'm nearly there baby, what do you want me to do” …

I can feel the sensation building again and I say “keep doing this ... it feels so good”

He gasps again and says “do you want me to pull out or do you want it in you?”

Not knowing what he means, I just want the sensation to continue, and his convulsing muscles and awestruck face and the feeling of his dick seeming to grow bigger and hotter inside me is making me want another climax, so I say “I love it in me”

I feel his hips jerk hard as he grinds his pubic bone against me, and he curls up like he has been shot in the stomach, and I feel the same intensity of sensation taking me over again as his dick, seemingly harder and hotter pumps into me and then just as I am swept away by sensation I feel something else – hot liquid being pumped into me from his dick.

He can hardly move and he has moved his hands onto my ass cheeks and is grinding into me, his hot dick pulsing and jerking inside me, pumping jet after jet of hot come into my wet swollen and thoroughly used little pussy. I feel my muscles contracting around him again just as I realize what has just happened and I come on his dick with hungry lust as I imagine that he has just emptied a load of sperm inside me.

We stay locked in this embrace for a good thirty seconds before he relaxes and begins to move again. I feel his dick beginning to soften inside me and he kneels backwards, letting his dick slip out of me, flopping down over my ass, as it goes, and followed straight away by the sensation of a river of his cum pouring out of my little cunny and spilling down over my anus and down onto the bed.

He stands up and says “how was that?” to the photographer who replies “great – if we need to redo any bits I'll let you know.”

John gets off the bed, picks up his towel and wipes his dick with it before wrapping it around himself.

I am lying on a bed in a photographers studio, completely naked, my legs wide open, my swollen tender pussy there for everyone to see, my pussy lips open with a stream of hot white cum pouring out from between them. I am in a trance like state and feeling waves of pleasure rushing around my body and feeling the warmth of Johns cum pooling inside my hot gaping pussy.

I have one hand on my breast and the other is rubbing my sloppy pussy lips while a photographer is standing over me taking pictures. I am not really aware of him as I am enjoying the feeling and the thought of what has just happened to me, and I allow him to photograph me from all angles so that all of my naked and abuse body can be photographed.

And now he is asking me “did that feel good?” and I am saying “mmmm … you bet” and he is putting his camera down, and unzipping his trousers to reveal another hard and horny dick, and thee interview guy is there too and he is pointing his dick at my mouth and I am taking it in my hand and wrapping my kips around it, while the photographer nuzzles the tip of his dick against me …

and I am theirs and hungry for their attention ...

   His big gray eyes smiled kindly at me while he offered his hand and asked if I wanted to be his daughter. I couldn’t help crying, my prayers had been answered. He took me to a great house, and for the first months, happiness overpowered my heart.

   I suddenly had two big brothers and a father who loved me. My new father’s name was Finn, and my brothers were Cain and Dane. Finn’s wife had died years ago, leaving them alone in a cold, great mansion. Cain was the kindest of his two sons. His glossy black hair brought out his large coffee eyes. He was tall and lean, and behaved like a prince.

   Then there was Dane. He had the loveliest face I had ever laid eyes on, but his gaze chilled me to the core. Whenever he smiled, I felt the urge to run away, his confidence terrorized me.

   “Kitty, be good and come out.” I could see Dane from a small crack in the wood, he was looking around the large room; his blonde hair shimmered under the dim moonlight that streamed through the open window. He looked like a lost, fallen angel. “I promised I wouldn’t hurt you.” I held my breath, afraid he would hear me.

   Why did this have to happen? Even though Dane frightened me, I had been very happy, until the day Finn died.

    As the eldest son, Cain had to leave for France to take over the family business, and Dane was left in charge of his sixteen year old sister, me. I had begged Cain to take me with him, but he said he couldn’t. He promised me he would return soon, and that Dane would take good care of me.

   At his request, we immediately moved to another house. It was smaller than the mansion we’d come from, but it was big enough for two people.

   Dane showed me my room and left me completely alone for a few weeks. I took care of the house, and began to believe he had left me the house all to myself.

   That’s when I made my first mistake, I went into his room.

   “Are you there, kitty?” Dane turned his radiant green eyes to my hiding place. Oh no, oh no. I shut my eyes and covered my face with my hands. I heard the closet door squeak open. “There you are.” His cold fingers seized my wrists and swung me to my feet.

   I didn’t open my eyes. “Look at me.” He ordered; his voice was velvety.

   I could feel his hard stare upon me. My eyelids opened slowly, and I stared up to his angelic face. His eyes were cold. “Why are you hiding?”

   “I-I…” I gulped; my head was spinning. “I’m sorry.” His firm grasp was numbing my hands. “Dane, it hurts.” I managed to whisper through my terror.

   His face changed instantly, and I swore I saw regret and pain in it before it settled in an unreadable expression. He didn’t release me, but his grip softened. “Sorry.”

   I looked down at my feet; the wooden floor was colder than his hands.

   Why did I have to be so curious? If I hadn’t gone into his room that night, this wouldn’t be happening. It was my entire fault. It had been a cold, thunderous night, and I couldn’t sleep. I hadn’t seen Dane for weeks, and his room concealed a mystery that drew me to it.

   I ignored it at first knowing that it would be rude to invade his privacy. Nevertheless, as the days passed by, the need to find out what was inside pushed my curiosity to its limits. I twisted the knob and it opened with a slight push. I peaked inside and found Dane lying motionless on his bed. I swallowed a scream and walked to his side, thinking he was dead. His face was pale and I couldn’t see his chest moving, he wasn’t breathing.

   I lifted my hand to touch his face; it looked like porcelain skin. I almost fainted when he grabbed my arm before I could lay a finger on him. “What are you doing?” He had asked; his eyes remained closed.

   I had been shocked speechless. And even if I could have spoken, what was I to say?

   "I’m asking you a question, Darelle.” I didn’t reply; that was my second mistake.

   His lovely eyelashes shifted open, and the full power of his eyes were on me.

   “Did a cat eat your little tongue?”

    He shook my shoulders, and I returned to reality from my reverie. “You know, hiding is going to cost you extra points.” He reminded me.

   I sighed. “I know.” He pulled me to his bedroom, and I fallowed silently. I didn’t wish to anger him. Shadows swallowed every corner of the room, the enormous window allowed in the only illumination. The moon looked in at me, a mute witness to my fear.

   Dane turned around and lifted me in the air in a swift motion, then he plopped me on the bed effortlessly. I bounced lightly on the frosty mattress, shivering in expectation.

   His eyes drank the sight me of on his bed, a frail creature under his power. My breathing sped up as I saw him unbutton the buttons of his shirt.

   I attempted to rise from the bed, but he was already on top of me. “Did I give you permission to rise?” He panted inches from my face, and I tasted his sweet breath.

   “No.” My gaze lowered to his lips, they turned up at the corners.

   “You are such a sweet kitty. You fear me, yet you can’t stay away.” He lowered his face to place a cold kiss on my collarbone. He opened his mouth and swirled his hot tongue along my neck and jaw, finally reaching my lips. The burning sensations in my chest were a mixture of terror and desire. I was terrorized of him, and yet I was addicted to the feel of his skin.

   He raised his left hand and mingled his long fingers in my crimson hair. The kiss deepened, and I pressed my aching breasts to his hard chest. I broke my lips away from his face in a sharp gasp. “Dane, stop, please.” He ignored my plea and kissed my chin, gliding his tongue downwards slowly.

   “You want me to stop, kitty?” He muttered on the corner of my jaw, before ripping my shirt open.

   “Yes.” I lied.

   “Hmn.” His tongue returned to my scorching skin. This time there was nothing separating my flesh from his kisses. He turned his attention to my erect nipples. He flicked the tip of my left breast, smiling wickedly when I gasped. He placed his lips around my nipple and sucked lightly, his eyes never leaving mine. He bit it softly, extracting a moan from my throat. Then he whirled his tongue around it slowly, torturing me. I sunk my fingers on his golden head.

   “Dane.” I gasped. “Hm?” He didn’t remove his mouth to answer.

   “Stop.” I begged. He chuckled noiselessly. Then he devoured me. I groaned aloud, lifting my chest higher, enjoying the pleasure he was giving me.

   “Dane, Dane…Ah…” He massaged my other breast with his left hand, pinching my nipple from time to time. I slid my hand down his broad shoulders to his back, trying to pull his shirt off. He lifted his head and shrugged off his open shirt. He was on me, like a lion playing with a prey before feasting on it. I looked out the window, the moon shone brightly on me.

   My hands unconsciously moved to unbutton his trousers. He stopped my hands with his, “no.” I opened my mouth to protest, but he covered it with his lips. “You don’t make the rules, kitty.” He whispered on my lips. I remained silent. He wanted to punish me.

   He shifted his body downwards, and traced a soft finger from my neck to my stomach. He pressed his hand on it softly, stopping my breathing. I looked down at him, brushing his hair. He lowered his face to the naked warmness of my femininity. His fingers played up and down the sticky slit, making me shiver. He kissed the inside of my thighs, taking his time moistening every inch of my skin. His tongue avoided my throbbing clit, I trembled whenever his kisses got near it, but he always changed their path.

   The minutes passed and I couldn’t cope with the torment he was causing me.

   “Dane! Please…” His eyes shifted upwards, he looked smug. “Yes?”

   “I’m sorry.”

   “What for, kitty?”

   “For hiding.” I gasped.

   He had placed an unmoving finger on my clit. “Why did you hide?”

   “I was scared.” I confessed.

   His finger left my pleading skin. “Why?”

    “I don’t know.” I murmured.

   His stare penetrated the depths of my core.

   The green of his eyes reflected the moonlight. “You always do that, kitty. If you don’t control your fear you’ll never get enough points.”

   I groaned. “I try, but I can’t help it. Please, don’t punish me anymore.” I shifted my hips to his face, trying to tempt him.

   He snickered. “Fine, Darelle. I’ll overlook what happened tonight.”

   “No extra points for you?”

   He shook his head. “No. But you will pay me next time.” He warned.

   “Thank you, Dane. I already owe you ninety.” I sighed. He had seven hundred points, while I had negative ninety.

   “You’re welcome. It’s only because you’re so adorably horny tonight.” He kissed my right thigh lovingly. I rocked my hips from side to side and up and down, imploring more caresses from his divine tongue. He accepted and suckled my rosy clit softly.

    “Ah, ah…” I threw my head backwards, shivering from pleasure. “Dane, ah…ugh…” I felt the pressure of his fingers on me, and lifted my hips higher, invitingly. He slid two fingers in the hot wetness of my body. I screamed his name at the moon, blinded by bliss. His mouth merged with the stickiness of my desire, and his fingers penetrated me faster and faster.

   “Stop, Dane. Ah…ah… ughh! Stop, please… it’s…so good…unngh..” I gasped, intoxicated. His tongue danced on my clit, and then he sucked all my juices greedily while his fingers stabbed me deeply.

   “I’m coming, ugh..ahh..!” I shuddered, but his hand held me firmly in place. I trembled violently, my fingers piercing his shoulders. I’d never felt such warm delight. When I had calmed down, his hand released me, but his tongue and fingers continued their dance.

   He took out his fingers, and raised them to my face. I sucked and cleaned them, staring at his jade eyes. His tongue ran down my slit, and he pushed it inside me. I moaned softly, gripping the sides of the bed.

   “Dane, you’re going to kill me.” I huffed.

   His tongue twirled in circles inside me, making me see stars. My flesh burned for him, I needed to have him.

   “Take me now, please.” He elevated his face and sat on his heels, smiling slyly.

   “It’s not up to you, kitty.” He reminded me.

   “Please.” I begged, giving him my sweetest smile.

   “No, you hid from me again. I told you the consequences of your actions.”

    “You said you’d overlook what happened tonight…” I pouted.

   “Yes, but that doesn’t mean I’ll give you want you want.” He laughed.

   I blushed. “Then you don’t want it…?” His eyes glimmered warmly, squeezing my heart.

    “You know I do. But I’ve made up my mind.”

   I sat up. “Then, tomorrow?” I blushed at my hands.

   He sighed. “Maybe, if you’re a nice kitty and don’t hide from me again. I’m tired of having to find you every day, you know.”

   “I know…” He held my chin up with a finger and kissed me again, this time more kindly.

   “I want more points.” I sucked on his lower lips, feeling new juices sliding down my things. He glided his left hand up my leg to my wetness. The corner of his lips curved when he felt the moisture.

   “You’re certainly needy tonight, kitty. Is the full moon affecting you, perhaps?” He teased. I blushed deep scarlet.

    “Maybe.” The feelings he evoked in me scared me, and I hid from that. I always hid, knowing he would find me. Dane was like no one I’d ever met, and his very presence drove me wild. The beauty of his eyes, the fierceness of his anger, I loved it all. I dreaded how much I wanted him; I panicked whenever he touched me. However, I knew I couldn’t stay away, I needed him like the moon needed the sun.

   He kissed my lips and sucked my tongue tentatively; he tasted like sweet wine. He captivated me. “What are you thinking about?” He whispered in my ear as he stroked my womanhood.

   I turned my face to his, searching for his lips. “About you, my sun.”

   He laughed heartily at that, “you flatter me, kitty.” I stuck my tongue out, and he sucked it. His fingers continued to rub my clit. I moaned in his mouth.

   “Please take me, I can’t take it anymore.”

    “It’ll cost you extra points.” He bit my lip.

    “I don’t care. I’ll give you as many you want.” My hips were moving on their own, and my right hand rubbed the bulge in his pants.

   He grabbed my wrists, but didn’t move my hands away. He was breathing softly. “It’ll cost you a million points.”

   “So be it.” I squeezed him.

   He lowered his face to my right breast, and slithered his tongue in circular motions, coating it with saliva. I unbuttoned his pants hurriedly, before he had a chance to change his mind.

   I slipped my hand inside them, getting hold of my prize. It was warm and hard, throbbing under my fingers. I craved to have him inside me, to feel him moving lovingly in me, to have him burst within me.

   I squeezed it and removed my hand reluctantly, to allow him to take off his pants. He hesitated for a moment, and then smiled cunningly. My eyes opened widely in horror. “Dane!”

   “Sorry, Elle. I don’t ever change my mind.” He kissed my nose, “but I promise I’ll drive you mad with pleasure tomorrow, if you’re a good kitty.”

   I grumbled and jumped off the bed, planning to make a dramatic exit, but he grabbed my hips and forced me to sit on his lap. I felt his hardness under my thighs, which made me hotter. “I didn’t give you permission to go.” He licked my ear. “You fooled me.” I accused, focusing on the feeling of his manhood beneath me.

   “Tomorrow, I promise.” He massaged my breasts, sending shivers up my spine. I rested my head on his shoulder.

    “It’s not fair…”

   He kissed my cheek. “It’s very fair. I didn’t want you to lose a million points out of blind horniness.” He chuckled. “I know you would regret it later.” His touch was heavenly.

   “Will I lose a million tomorrow?”

   “No, tomorrow I’m all yours.” He rubbed my nipples. “I promise.”

   “Ok.” I said, before drifting into a deep slumber in his strong arms. I dreamed of the moon, which always hid from her beloved sun, only coming out when he wasn’t around. I was the shy moon, who breathed and lived for her green-eyed sun.

My name is Barry and it’s my 30th birthday tomorrow and as I sit and reflect it seems to me as if all the things that shaped my life happened around my birth date especially the past 15 years. My mom and I share the same birthday, I was her 18th birthday present, and my Dad is twelve years older than Mom. He was a 70's rock star but as his career faded he became a music teacher which was how he met Mom.

Dad was always moaning about how getting married and having a child had spoiled all the things he planned to do. Two weeks after my 15th birthday Mom and I came home to find he had left to “discover” himself. The house was paid for and he'd left us enough money to get by for a while and occasionally sent money from places around the world. This was the catalyst for my decision to opt out of the high school, college, career then family trip and I decided that I needed enough money up front to enjoy my life at the pace I wanted.

I live in an enclosed estate and there are not many kids here. I joined up with Mr Tink, the estate handyman, and I started working the neighbourhood doing odd jobs. All the land around here belonged to Mr Tink when he was a a famer. He sold the land to housing developers but stayed on to do odd jobs having given  the money to his children and grand children. Most of the people who bought places here were middle management or IT specialists and while the husbands earnt good money they were away most of the time, commuting to the city, leaving the women home and alone.

I soon had a selection of regular jobs from ladies who kept me busy. Because I was a kid they felt safer than having some burly tradesman around and were a bit more open and friendly. Nothing of a direct sexual nature happened for several months but the women did dress up or down and flirt with me occasionally flashing some cleavage or arse and making suggestive comments or telling “rude “jokes. As a fifteen year old and not to wise in the ways of sexual relations I just grinned or laughed and sometimes went home and jacked off.

A few weeks short of my 16th birthday that changed. I was at Mrs Finch’s doing a full day of lawns, pool and car. Mr Finch travels a lot in his job and is often away for weeks at a time. I had noticed Mrs Finch, Val, dressing differently and generally watching me while I worked. All the work and fresh air had filled out my frame and browned my skin and as I regularly worked in shorts and T-shirts the women would check me out. When I arrived Val was wearing cargo shorts and a blouse. Later she had changed into short cut-off jeans that revealed long tanned legs and the blouse was now tied up under her boobs exposing her midriff. By the end of the day she was wearing an almost see through sun dress. My only access to sex was some magazines I’d found in a garage clear out so I had an idea of what things looked like and how they went together but I still hadn’t done it yet.

Val kept bringing me drinks, mostly orange juice, and by days end I was feeling a little worse for wear. I didn’t think it was the work or the sun so maybe Val spiked my drinks. I was sitting on the lounge waiting be paid and Mr Tink to come and collect me when Val came in to say she had to go to the bank to get some cash. I told her she could pay me later. Just then a beep sounded from the laundry and Val asked could I do one last job while she was gone and fold the underwear that was in the drier. I headed towards the laundry as Val left the house which is why I didn’t hear the car leave. I collected the underwear in the basket and as I passed through the kitchen I saw an open vodka bottle on the bench top.

It seemed a lot of underwear for a lady living by herself but maybe she just let it build up till she had a full load. I began by selecting matching socks and balling them up. Then I selected underwear by colour and folded it into various piles. I started to look at the different styles, materials and colours and thinking of how they looked on Val and it was then that I felt my dick begin to swell. I picked up a pair of briefs made from a sheer material and on the front panel was am image of a finger pointing down to where her clit would be. On the back were two hands that appeared to be gripping her arse. My dick was throbbing to my heart beat and was as stiff as I can remember it being. Then I pushed my hand into the pile and grabbed a pair at random hitting the jack pot. These were a black stretchy lace pair of crotch-less briefs. Before I’d just had an image of Val in my mind wearing the briefs and showing me her arse and how they shaped to her curves but these were different because you would only wear crotch-less briefs if you were having sex.

My mind drew up images from the magazines with Val’s face and these briefs. I closed my eyes and brought them up to my face. It was then that Val asked did I like ladies underwear. Surprised I dropped the briefs and stood up but they caught on my erection that was tenting my shorts. Val walked over and as she took the briefs off my shorts gave my dick a squeeze.

“I know what you charge for outside work but do you have a special rate for indoor work?” Val asked in a whisper in my ear.

She pushed me back onto the lounge and kneeling over me began to kiss me all over my face. Then she stood and pulling up the sundress revealed a pair of briefs with the words “Fuck here” written on the front. She grabbed my head and pushed it into her crotch humping it across my face. Unsure of what to do I just kissed her upper legs or panties or whatever was in front of my face. This seemed to please her as she kept repeating the word “yes” over and over.

Next she stopped and began removing her clothes and told me to get naked as well. Still not sure what was happening I undressed and as my dick sprang from my shorts Val gave a gasp and dropped to her knees and taking it in one hand slowly fed it into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the head as inch by inch it disappeared down her throat. She took all seven inches and had her nose in my pubic hair. She let it slide from her lips and gripping it began to seriously work the head. My knees were getting weak from a combination of the work on my dick and the effect of the alcohol on my brain. Val stopped sucking my dick and placed a cushion on the floor telling me to lay over it.

I lay with the cushion under my arse which pushed my dick higher. Val stood over me and I could see her pussy as she squatted over my dick. She gripped my dick to keep it steady as she guided it to her cunt. My fuzzy brain began to think of two spacecraft docking and I still didn’t think this was happening to me. Then my dick made contact with her pussy lips and an electric tingle ran through my body. A little more movement and I was in and a feeling of warm dampness engulfed my dick.

Val, sank my dick in to the balls, leant forward to feed me one of her breasts. I hadn’t even noticed them but they were large and firm, the nipples round and brown and standing stiff. I sucked and bit at her breast as she moved her arse up and down on my cock. I locked my arms around her back pulling her tightly to me. Her movements were becoming faster as she rose up and slammed down on my dick. Val was nearly bouncing off the floor as she ground her clit against me with each downward slam. Her breathing was becoming ragged and she started yelling for me to fuck her and to fill her with cum. Finally the sensations became too much for me and arching my back off the cushion I shot my first ever load of cum deep into a woman’s cunt. Val cried in delight while I just made a deep grunting sound as another spurt left my dick. I felt a third and a forth spurt as my dick throbbed with a life of its own. At last Val collapsed on to me and we both lay on the floor my dick still in her cunt but losing its size.

We lay together for a few minutes just listening to each other breath. I don’t know how long it would have gone on or what may have happen next because Mr Tink tooted the horn to announce he was here to pick me up.

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"Hey, why don't we go. I know a place that would be pretty fun to hang for a while," I said.

"Yea, the party is getting kind of dull. Lets go hang out somewhere where we can be alone and have peace," she responded.

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Part 2

    We got in my Mustang and I drove her to this old abandoned house out about 10 miles from where the party was held. As we drove, she touched my inner thigh and I started breathing heavily. She felt and could see the erection growing in my pants. She smiled with satisfaction and pulled her hand away. I was infuriated that she was just playing with me like this. We pulled up to the house and I brought her into the house. It creaked a little bit when we first walked in, but I pushed away some of the dust and tarps. I sat down on the floor and pulled her down with me. There was a huge hole in the ceiling and we could look at the stars. I pulled her against my chest and rubbed my hands up and down her back. Suddenly..there was a sudden change of events. She got up quickly and straddled me. My eyes twitched in amazement. She then bent down and started kissing my lips, shoving her tongue deep in my mouth. My eyes grew big but soon relaxed as I felt her warm lips and tongue touch mine. Earlier, in my shock, I felt motionless and helpless, but here I was, at the mercy of the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. She pulled off of my lips and pulled off my shirt. The cool winter air touched my chest and my nipples went erect. Pleased, she bent down and began nibbling on my nipples. Never had a woman nibbled on my nipples and was strangely erotic. Quiet moans escaped my mouth as I felt my cock growing harder. She eased herself down lower to my body. She kissed my abs and right above my pant line. She looked up to me with a grin and a little giggle. She unbuckled my belt and pants and shoved them down to my ankles. I was fully erect now and my cock was bursting out of my boxers. She pulled my boxers off and her eyes got as wide as the moon above. She grabbed the base of my cock and began pushing her small, warm hands up my cock. I shivered and was already at my peak. I told her to slow down so I could hold it in longer. She obeyed but suddenly began sucking on the head of my cock, teasing it. I had never felt such a sensation before. My hands beat the creaky floor as I felt precum leak off my cock. Excited, she took in half of my cock and her fingers slowly trailed in front of her lips, jerking the remainder of my cock off. I felt my balls fill with cum and I was just about to reach my peak. Then all the sudden she said..:

"Oh my fucking God baby, I want you to cum all in me. Fill me deep."

With amazement at this, I stoop up and told her to lay down on her back. She did so and I looked at her virgin pussy one last time before I broke that sacred creed..virginity. I went in slow at first, trying to get her adjusted to my cock. I felt the little thin layer of tissue, the hymen, rub against the head of my cock. I spoke these words to her:

"**Laci, I am at the border line of your virginity. Can I have the pleasure of breaking your virginity?"

She closed her eyes and nodded a yes, gripping my arms tight. I slowly humped her, busting the hymen. I could see the tears flow down her eyes as she screamed. Guilt overcame me. I came down and kissed her deeply, trying my best to ease the pain the best I could. She nodded her head in approval to go on after the crying subsided. I continued to fuck her pussy, deeper into her. She told me to move faster into her, or something to that effect. I couldn't fit my whole cock into her, because she was so damn tight. The warm walls of her pussy massaged my cock and I felt my balls tighten once again. But as a gentleman, I had always read, let a woman cum first. I could feel the muscles in her pussy tighten around my cock. Her eyes rolled back a little and she screamed this..:

"Baby! Oh God baby..I'm cumming!! God yessssss," she hissed.

Almost simutaneously, I cummed my big load deep into her pussy. I had to cum at least 10 ropes of cum in her. The sensation was unbelievable. I almost blacked out and when I came to look at her, she had passed out. I lay down beside her and held her into my arms. We lay in the old house until morning creaked in the wholes of the ceiling and house itself. We woke up to light shining on our bodies, feeling a warm sensation fill our bodies. I picked her up and put her in the car. I drove her to my house and tried to wake her up but couldn't. I filled up the bath water and set her down in there. I scrubbed her cum filled hair with shampoo and conditioner and washed her body all over. As I washed her off, I could see her pussy leaking cum, I suppose from the arousal of another person touching her body. I tried hard to not fuck her right then in there, but I contained myself and picked her up and dried her off. I then dressed her in some of my sister's clothes, with my sister's consent of course. I put her in my car and drove around for a while and she finally awoke. I took her to her house and kissed her a sweet farewell. Ever since then, we have been good friends and continue to be friends.

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Finally Mrs. Perry dropped her shoulder out of the way for a second, revealing what I thought was Maria watching what was going on! I stared more intently at the door waiting for another glimpse over Mrs. Perry’s shoulder. Suddenly I saw the door open wider and the figure stand up in the crack. It was Maria! Our eyes met and I knew she saw me. Maria and I stared back at each other for moment and then she motioned for me to be quiet. Suddenly Maria jerked the door closed and I saw Mrs. Perry remove her hand from under the blanket and push her self up in the chair, opening her eyes. Mrs. Perry then stood up slowly and wrapped the sheet around her waist. “Great!” I thought. “I missed her cumming!” Mrs. Perry climbed off of the bed, came to the window and motioned me to give her the panties.

I climbed off the bed and grabbed the pole, sticking it out the window carefully, hoping not to drop the panties on the lawn. Mrs. Perry reached out and grabbed the pole, pulling it in her window. She took the panties slowly off the end of the stick and turned them inside out. She look them over and slowly raised the cum coated crotch up to her mouth and started to lick it off. As she licked I could just barely see my cum sticking to her tongue and then breaking off as she pulled her tongue away. I could feel my cock start to go hard again as I watched and decided not to jerk off again as I might make a mess of my hand. Mrs. Perry licked the panties for a few minutes and then climbed back up on to the chair. I watched as she undid the blanket around her and spread it once again a crossed her lower body.

I fully expected her to go back to licking the panties, but instead I watched as see took the crotch of the underwear and stuck it under the sheet and started to rub it against her crotch. I couldn’t believe it! But for some reason the thought of the time I masturbated with my sisters used panties that were hanging from her door handle came to mind. I remembered that when I was done with them I put them on the furnace register to dry and then hung them back up on her door. That same night I remember seeing her taking them off the door when she went to have a shower. Later on that night I got a glimpse down her pants and saw she was wearing them! I remember that night I really jacked off good thinking about her having my dry cum in her pussy! Mrs. Perry did this for only a minute or two and then climbed back off of the bed and wrote another note to me. She attached it to the pole with some tape and sent it a crossed. I tore it off of the stick and read it.

 

That was amazing!

we should do this every night

unfortunately we can’t

your cum tasted good! Yum, yum!

I like it better though straight

from the source though!

I’ll see you Tuesday at 10:30 at school

meet me at the parking lot at the front doors

 

Love,

Lydia

Sweet Dreams Honey!

 

            I looked up at the window and saw Mrs. Perry blow me a kiss. I blow one back and saw her shut the window. I quietly snapped my window screen back into place and closed the window. I then quietly as possible moved things back to normal in my room and laid in bed. I glanced over at my alarm clock and surprisingly it said eleven o’clock. I thought to myself, “Wow, that only seemed like was a few minutes!” I closed my eyes gradually fell asleep.

 

Chapter 11 – The Wait

 

            The next morning I woke up at six-thirty to get ready for school. The first thing that popped into my mind after the dreadful thought of having to go to school was that of Mrs. Perry and I masterbating together. I slowly got out of bed and sluggishly brought myself out to the kitchen and poured myself a bowl of cereal. I finished eating and then got myself ready for school that morning. My mom drove Emily and me to school and we both went off to class for that day. That night we got home at three-thirty and as we were going in the door Mrs. Perry pulled into her driveway with Maria and her sister Destiny. Not wanting to give any hint to anyone I ignored the car and entered the house. That night at ten o’clock I climbed out of bed and looked out my window to see if Mrs. Perry was at the window, unfortunately not even a light was on.

            Six-thirty arrived Tuesday morning and I found myself almost giddy with excitement. I arrived at school that morning at ten after eight and headed for class. It seemed like English class lasted for ever as I waited intently on ten-thirty to come. English ended at ten-twenty and I hurried out to the front doors of the school. I opened up the front doors and walked out into the parking lot, surveying it for Mrs. Perry’s car. I looked and looked but no car. So I stood off to the side of the parking lot hiding amongst the pine trees waiting for Mrs. Perry to arrive. About five minutes later I saw her car pull into the parking lot, parking in one of the spaces. I walked out from hiding in the pine trees and came up behind the car. I quickly walked up beside the car and opened the door. I stepped into the car and sat on the seat, shutting the car door behind me. “Where were you?” asked Mrs. Perry. “I was hiding over in the pines trees so no one would see me waiting.” I replied. “Oh!” she said, “You kinda of startled me because I didn’t see you coming from behind.” “Sorry!” I said. “That’s alright!” she said. “Are you ready?” “If you are?” I replied surveying Mrs. Perry with my eyes. She had just come from work and was wearing a pair of grey suit pants with a pair a black high heels and a white blouse. “Well let’s go then!” she said as she backed out of the parking space. As she turned around to look out of the rear window I couldn’t help but notice her breasts once again and just stared at them out of the corner of my eye. Mrs. Perry pulled out of the parking lot and started to drive down the street and asked, “Did anyone see you?” “No, I don’t think so!” I replied, “I hurried out of class to the parking lot and hid in the trees so no one would see me.” “That’s good!” she replied.

As we drove home we continued with the small talk with me asking her how her day was so far and what she did and with much of the same coming from her. We came down the street and pulled up to Mrs. Perry’s house. Mrs. Perry turned around and grabbed her purse from the rear seat and said to me, “You wait here while I go open the front door. When it’s open you can get out of the car and hurry in the front door.” To which I replied, “Ok!” I watched as Mrs. Perry got out of the car and walked up to the front. She opened the outer door and then unlocked the inner door, then turning to motion me to come inside. I quickly jumped out of the car and hurried to the front door Mrs. Perry was holding open. I slipped by Mrs. Perry and entered the front hallway, followed by Mrs. Perry.

 

Chapter 12 – How Bout Lunch!

 

As I immediately stepped into the entry hall I realized that the layout of Mrs. Perry’s house was actually much different than my house.  The front entrance hall of the house was fairly much the same other than the staircase leading upstairs was on the right hand side instead of the left. Down the hallway appeared to be the living room and off to the left was the kitchen and the dining room. As I bent down to take off my shoes Mrs. Perry asked, “Have you had lunch yet?” “No.” I replied. “How bout we have lunch first before we have some fun?” she asked. “Ok!” I answered with reluctance, even though having lunch did sound like a good idea. Mrs. Perry walked past me, as I followed her to the kitchen for something to eat. We entered the kitchen and Mrs. Perry said, “How bout I make us some ham sandwiches?” “Yeah, that’s fine.” I answered. “You can have a seat in here if you want or go out into the living room while I make lunch.” Mrs. Perry replied.

So I decided to take a seat at the kitchen table and wait for Mrs. Perry to be done. Before long I found myself watching and undressing Mrs. Perry’s body as she moved about the kitchen. Even though Mrs. Perry was wearing suit pants that really didn’t show many curves I found myself watching her plump butt move about underneath her pants and every now and then undressing her with my eyes as her panty line appeared and disappeared. After about five minutes Mrs. Perry sat the sandwiches on the table in front of me and asked, “Do you want a drink with that?” “Sure, what do you have?” I replied. “You can have juice, milk, or some pop.” Mrs. Perry answered. “Juice! Milk!” I thought to myself, “If it’s from where I think it is, I’ll take both!” Retreating from my perverted thoughts I answered, “I’ll have some pop thanks!” I watched as Mrs. Perry walked over to the fridge and bent down to grab the pop. I could only stare as her butt got bigger as she bent down, calling out to me, “Come and fuck me!”

Mrs. Perry began to stand up and I snapped from my trance, pretending I hadn’t been looking. Mrs. Perry sat the cans of Pepsi down on the table and sat down, as we began to eat. We finished eating and Mrs. Perry said, “I’ll just do the dishes and then we’ll get started.” “Alright.” I answered. “You can go and sit out in the living room if you want where it’ll probably be a little more comfortable.” she said. “Ok, are you sure you don’t need any help.” I replied looking for brownie points. “No thanks, I’m fine.” she replied. So I got up from the table and walked out of the kitchen as Mrs. Perry dropped the plates into the kitchen sink. I walked into the living room which was really nice looking even though it was pretty girlly. The carpet was a light purple colour and the walls were painted a light pink. I plopped down on the white suede sofa that engulfed me as I sat down. As I settled into the couch I began to feel really comfortable as the very soft sofa wrapped around every contour in my body.
I listened in the background as I heard water splashing and dishes clanging together. Before long I heard the water drain from the sink and footsteps moving a crossed the floor.

 

Chapter 13 – The Temptress

 

            I peered toward the door as the footsteps got nearer, waiting for Mrs. Perry to appear. Mrs. Perry appeared in the door way and continued into the living room, approaching me on the couch. I could feel the tension inside me build as I watched Mrs. Perry walk in front of me and sit down beside me on the couch. “How was lunch?” she asked. “It was good!” I replied cheerfully. “That’s good!” she said, “I bet you’re ready to get started?” “Yeah, kinda of!” I replied trying to conceal my excitement. “Well let’s get started!” Mrs. Perry said as she turned to me. Mrs. Perry gently leaned herself toward me and kissed me on the cheek. I turned my head towards her as she pulled away from the kiss and leaned into me, pushing me onto my back on the soft couch. Mrs. Perry laid on top of me as she pushed me down and then kissed me again, this time on the chin. I watched as she pulled herself up length wise on top of me and this time kissed me on the lips.

Not having any experience with girls in the past I wasn’t sure exactly how to kiss Mrs. Perry back on the lips but tried to make an effort anyway so I didn’t completely seem like an idiot. After a few seconds Mrs. Perry stopped and said softly, “You’ve never kissed a girl before have you?” “Ah, no. Not like this at least.” I said. “Well then I’ll have to teach you then.” she said innocently. “Now when you kiss a girl your not trying to take her lips off with your teeth. You wanna use you lips as much as possible almost like if you were trying to eat an ice cream cone and you didn’t have teeth or tongue. And do it gently. Now try it again.” Mrs. Perry kissed me again and I tried doing what she had suggested. “Good!” she said, “Now when you’re kissing me don’t worry about what your lips are doing because if you do that you won’t be a very good kisser. Just let your lips do what comes natural to them and you’ll be just fine!” She leaned forward again and we started to kiss again as I tried to keep doing what she said.

As we kissed I could kinda feel myself get into a rhythm with Mrs. Perry and started to forget that only minutes earlier I had no clue what I was doing. We lay on the couch, Mrs. Perry lying on top of me, with my legs hanging over the side of the couch and a tent slowly growing in my pants. The sound of our saliva being traded, filling the air. We laid in this position for several minutes and then I felt Mrs. Perry pull back from our make out session. I opened my eyes on saw Mrs. Perry slowly pushing herself up off of me and watched as she slowly undid the top two buttons of her blouse. Mrs. Perry looked down at me momentarily and smiled as our eyes met. She looked back down at her blouse and continued to undo the buttons. As she reached the third or forth button her white bra became visible. I could feel my cock gently push hard against my pants, making them peak. Mrs. Perry looked down at my crotch and saw the small tent in my pants. “Someone wants out, don’t they?” she said as she again smiled at me.

She continued to undo the final buttons on her blouse and then pulled the blouse out of her pants. She then slowly shifted herself away from me and then grabbed my legs pulling them onto the couch. I bent my legs and slowly pushed them between her legs. Mrs. Perry then bent down on all fours while looking up at me and slowly crawled towards my head. I watched her breasts as she crawled towards me, hanging from her chest, jiggling back and forth, being held in by her bra. Slowly she brought herself up to my face and kissed me gently on the lips and then moved up even further, placing her breasts just above my face and her blouse hanging off to the side of her on both sides of my face. She began to gently swing her boobs back and forth above my face as I stared directly at them, following them back and forth as they moved. She then said, “How they look?” “Good!” I replied feeling my dick once again push against my pants. “Well maybe you’ll like them even better if I take my bra off?” she said seductively.

I nodded my head in reply and watched as she pulled back from my face and gently sat back on my waist, pushing my hard dick down in my pants. Obviously feeling something hard touch her, she looked down between her legs looking for whatever it was that was hard and then looked up at me. “Well maybe before I do that I should see who else has come to play!” she said softly and seductively. Mrs. Perry slowly shifted herself down over my cock and sat down on her knees. She then took her hands, grabbed a hold of my jeans, and undid the button. She then slowly pulled the jeans up off of my cock. She gently started to unzip the jeans, and carefully pulled the zipper over top of my hard cock. Immediately as the zipper got out of the way my cock stood up, now free from the constraints of my pants. “It looks like somebody’s friend is excited!” Mrs. Perry said innocently. “That’s cause he knew he’d be seeing you!” I replied smartly. “Well then maybe I should introduce myself to your ‘friend’!” she said as my cock started to grow again. “And maybe I’ll introduce you to one of my ‘friends’.”

Calmly I replied, “I think we’d like to meet your ‘friend’!” “Well then let me get her…in a minute!” she said. Mrs. Perry got off of the couch as I watched her boobs move as she got up. She then grabbed the bottom of my pants and started to pull them off. I raised my butt off of the couch and helped her remove my pants, excitedly waiting for what was to come. She pulled my pants off and dropped them on the floor and then grabbed hold of my socks pulling them off, dropping them on top of my pants. Feeling the sudden urge to take off something I sat up and removed my shirt as Mrs. Perry watched. When I pulled off my shirt over my head and looked at Mrs. Perry, I could see she was no longer looking at my face or my shirt, but at my penis.

I through my shirt aside onto the floor. Snapping from her trance Mrs. Perry looked at me again and smiled as she began to remove her left arm from the blouse. I watched as her left arm came out of her blouse, then her right, leaving Mrs. Perry standing in front of me with only her white bra on and her grey suit pants. Next I watched as she reached behind her back and undid the bra, allowing her breasts to spill out underneath her bra. She slowly peeled the straps from her shoulders, only to fully reveal her big slushish breasts. Mrs. Perry took and undid her button to her pants, then slowly undid the zipper revealing her white underwear underneath. I then watched as she slowly and temptingly bent over, causing her big breasts to fall forward and swing back and forth like I thought I could only imagine, causing my penis to slightly twitch and stiffen up. She slowly pushed her pants down her waist fully revealing her underwear, changing the gaze of my eyes from watching her swaying boobs to the crotch of her panties. Mrs. Perry pushed the pants down over her knees and her breasts appeared almost like they where hanging down in her face. Mrs. Perry slowly stood up, as her breasts followed the force of gravity, staying almost completely vertical until they came crashing against her body. She then stepped out of her pant legs one by one, making her breast swing back and forth a crossed her.

She then sat on the arm of the couch, as I watched her breasts jiggle as she sat down and removed her socks. With my penis standing up in the air, Mrs. Perry stood up and turned to me. She slowly placed her left leg over me, as her breasts dangled about and then brought her right leg up on to the couch, straddling me. She crawled up on me a little and then bent down, bringing her face within inches of my erection. Mrs. Perry looked into my eyes for a second and then without warning stuck her tongue out and licked the underside of the head of my penis, causing it to tilt toward my stomach. Her tongue chased after it and pinned it to my stomach. Holding it down with her bottom lip she then began to lick the bottom part of the head and the top part of my shaft, licking the foreskin up and down. With only the small movements of her tongue around the top of my penis I could feel myself get ready to cum.

“Stop or else I’ll cum!” I said as I beared down trying not to cum yet. Mrs. Perry stopped licking and pulled her head back and said, “Oh, I see! I’ll leave this guy alone for the moment! We don’t want it to end this early! It looks like you have pretty good control over yourself for year age though!” “Yeah, it’s not bad! I replied relaxing myself again as my penis started to shrink a bit. Mrs. Perry then crawled up, placing her breasts over my face again. She looked down at my face and I looked back at her and then she lowered her breasts down onto my face, placing it directly between her boobs. Mrs. Perry then shook her breasts back and forth over my face as I closed my eyes. I felt her smooth fleshy breasts move back and forth over my face and could smell the sweet smell of her breasts brushing past my nose. I thought I was in heaven but obviously had no clue as what to was to come.

I could feel my penis rise again and just barely touch Mrs. Perry’s underwear. She continued to rub her breasts against my face for several more seconds and then pulled the fun bags away and said, “What is that I feel against my underwear?” she asked seductively as she looked down between our bodies. “Oh, it’s our big ‘friend’” she said innocently. She looked back up at me and gently gave me a peck on the lips, then she stood up on her knees, hovering above my hardened member. She then looked me in the eye and looked back down at my penis. Mrs. Perry then slowly lowered her crotch down onto my penis just hard enough to give the basic outline of her pussy lips on her underwear. I could feel more blood push its way into my penis making it go harder and apparently so could Mrs. Perry. “Someone likes that, don’t they?” she said. “Yeah, I really like it!” I said as I focused on my penis pushing up against her pussy lips.

She then glanced up and then back down as she started to slowly rock her hips back and forth, allowing my penis to trace her slit under her panties. As she rocked her hips over the head of my penis I could hardly bare the great feeling and finally said not being able to take anymore, “Stop, our else I’ll cum!” Mrs. Perry stopped rocking her hips and lifted her crotch up. She then looked up at me and said, “Ok, I think its time to go upstairs and let that big guy out and play before you blow yourself apart.” Mrs. Perry got up off of me and then stood up. I rolled off the couch and stood up beside her. Mrs. Perry then said, “Just leave you clothes here, we can come back and get them after we’re done.” “Ok!” I replied as Mrs. Perry started to walk. I followed her down the hall and up the stairs watching her nearly naked body shake back and forth as she walked up the stairs and down the hall to her room. The first room we came to on the right was by what I could tell was her daughter Destiny’s room and then on the right hand side was from what I though was Maria’s room.

Next on the right was the bathroom that looked similar to ours and on the left we entered Mrs. Perry’s room. Finally I got to see the inside of the room that I had been looking into all this time. Directly in front of us on the wall was the window opposite to my window. Below it was her bed and to the right was a big mirror. Also next to the bed were two night tables. Off to the left was her closet and dresser. Her room was also fairly girlly as this room also had light pink paint of the wall and a flower border going around the top.

 

Chapter 14 - Let the Fun Begin

 

Mrs. Perry stopped at the bottom of the bed and turned around to face me. After making eye contact with me she began to take off her panties. “Finally!” I thought to myself as my erection started to come back to my deflated penis. I watched as she bent down and removed her panties. From my angle I couldn’t really see anything as her body was blocking any sort of view that I had. She then stood back up, brushing my penis through her hair accidentally. My penis followed her hair and then plopped down again in front of me as my eyes suddenly picked up on the most wonderful thing I had ever seen in my life, Mrs. Perry’s vagina.

I suddenly got hard as I stared at Mrs. Perry stepping out of her underwear fully transfixed on her holy grail. I could see as Mrs. Perry stepped out of her panties that she had moderately big pussy lips due to the fact she had had two children and wasn’t a new spring chicken waiting to be plucked. She had a healthy growth of brown pubic hair that from what I thought was trimmed pretty recently. Finally I had full view of Mrs. Perry totally naked, and I surely wasn’t disappointed. Sure she wasn’t a model, and she wasn’t exactly drop dead gorgeous like I’m sure she use to be, but what more can you ask for, she’s got big boobs, a decent body, and above all a pussy ready and willing to be fucked by a boy who’s half her age. Suddenly Mrs. Perry moved toward me, grabbing my hips and lowered herself down in front of me. She looked up at me and said, “I want you to cum in mouth, don’t hold back!” Without even giving me a chance to answer she tilted her head sideways, took my penis into her mouth, and closed her lips around my throbbing cock with her hands firmly holding onto my hips. She slowly went down my shaft, taking me into the base of my dick. She then slowly came back up my shaft, with her tongue running along the underside of my cock.

She pulled out to my head and licked around before slowly going back down my shaft. She reached the bottom of my shaft again and began to gently suck of my very hard penis, I knew that it was only a matter of time before I cummed. She then took her right hand while still sucking on my cock and felt my testicles. It was driving me wild and I couldn’t handle anymore. I quickly placed my hands on the side of her head, readying myself. “Here it comes!” I said. Mrs. Perry quickly drew her lips back on my shaft and I felt her tongue rub past my head as the cum was billowing down my shaft. I felt it erupt from my penis in several long spurts and then splashing off of inside of her mouth and landing on and around my penis. Soon after I felt Mrs. Perry’s tongue brush by the head of my penis, causing me to let out another shorter spurt of cum into her mouth.

I felt her tongue moving around the bottom of my penis licking up the cum. I started to feel my dick go soft and said, “I’m done!” Mrs. Perry then swallowed hard taking down my cum and then started to lick the head of my cock again, keeping it from going limp. I could feel as her tongue moved around, the warm cum slowly coming off my penis. I felt her swallow again, and then remove my penis from her mouth, grabbing it with her right hand. I saw her swallow again and examine my cock for reminites of cum. Then she looked up and said, “That felt good didn’t it?” “That felt great!” I replied. “Good! You’re cum tasted even better! Now we don’t have to worry about you making a mess on the bed before we even get started! Just go and lay on the bed for minute. I have to make a stop to the little girl’s room! When I come back I’ll teach you how to pleasure me!” she said seductively.

Mrs. Perry walked by me, down the hall to the bathroom as my eyes followed her and my erection dimmed. Hearing the door close, I turned around and crawled on the bed. I turned over onto my back and waited for a second, then pondered the thought of looking in her night table. With hormones taking over my sensibility I turned over and quietly opened the drawer. In the drawer all I saw were gardening and decorating magazines. I closed the door and rolled to the other side of the bed to examine the other night table. I began to open the drawer when I heard the toilet flush and quickly closed the drawer, and then rolled into the center of the bed. I laid on my back with my legs spread open and watched for Mrs. Perry to appear. From around the corner she appeared in the door way and walked in. She climbed onto the bed as I watched her boobs flop about, crawling on top of me until her waist was directly above my face. She then stood up on her knees, giving me a close up view of her vagina.

Having seen women’s vaginas before in porno's I was somewhat familiar at what they looked like. However, I noticed that Mrs. Perry’s vagina was a bit different than others I had seen. Her pussy lips were fairly large and stuck out quiet a bit, revealing a lot of her wrinkled up labia. I figured that this was probably because she was older and she did have two kids, unlike the younger women in the porn I had looked at. To me her vagina was almost like a small mouth just waiting to have something put in it. Mrs. Perry said, “Lick the piss from my pussy!” Being somewhat shocked by her request I hesitated momentarily. Suddenly, Mrs. Perry slowly lowered herself just above my face. It was almost like everything had gone into slow motion as her vagina got closer to my face. Her vagina got closer and closer, and started to open up as she bent down. Mrs. Perry stopped within about an half and inch above my mouth. I slowly stuck my tongue out and for the first time felt the warm flesh of a woman’s pussy lips.

I started to lick very softly up the outside of her labia and then back the other way. As I licked back down her labia I could taste a salty taste of urine on my tongue. I reached the bottom end of Mrs. Perry’s labia and was going to go back up when Mrs. Perry lifted away from my head and shifted herself just above my chest. She then gently brought herself to rest on my chest as I felt her butt cheeks spread out over my chest, gently pinning me underneath her. I looked up at her, not having whole lot of choice of where I could look. Mrs. Perry looked down at me and said, “Are you ready?” “Yeah!” I said. “Good!” she replied as she raised herself off of me, laying on the bed beside me. “Get up and I’ll lay down.” she said. I did as she asked and moved myself to the side of the bed. Mrs. Perry then moved herself into the center of the bed and laid down, spreading her legs open. “Crawl in between my legs!” she said. I crawled a crossed the bed and positioned myself on my hands and knees in between her legs. “Now lay down in between my legs so your tongue can lick my vagina.” Mrs. Perry said.

I slowly positioned myself onto my stomach and then looked up at Mrs. Perry. “You ready?” she said. “I think so.” I replied. “Ok, first let me see if you can give me good oral the first time or if you need help.” She answered. Not really knowing what to do I stuck my tongue out and softly started to lick her labia again. After only about maybe twenty seconds Mrs. Perry said, “Ok, stop for minute. I’ll tell you what to do.” I pulled my head back and looked up over Mrs. Perry’s body and looked at her face. Suddenly Mrs. Perry sat up on her left elbow and brought her right hand down into her crotch. “The first thing you need to know is that you can lick a lot harder than you were, I’m not going to break.” She said in a motherly voice. “And secondly, you can go inside my pussy lips and lick in there. Ok?”

 “Yeah!” I answered somewhat embarrassed. “You didn’t do anything wrong, you just weren’t doing it right because you have no experience. That’s why I’m here, to teach you!” Mrs. Perry said. “Now the first thing for me to teach you is what all of this is.” Mrs. Perry reached down and slowly opened up her pussy lips. “Now these pieces of flesh are my labia and really don’t serve much of a purpose other than being used to suck and nibble on. And in here is my vagina.” She said as she stuck her index finger in. “This is where your penis goes when you have sex. Which you probably already know?” I shook my head yes. “Up her is where you should be licking.” She said as she moved her fingers up her labia exposing a small bump at the end. “This is my clitoris! Do you know what it is?” she asked. I replied, “Not really, I heard of it before though.” “Ok, well, this is where a lot of nerve endings are. Kind of like the head of your penis. It’s really sensitive and if you lick or suck there on a woman, you’ll give her an orgasm.

So this is where I want you to lick.” She replied. “Ok!” I answered. “Now when you lick my clitoris you can do it however you want, anything works.” She said. “Alright!” I replied. “So start licking me there and I’ll tell you if you’re doing it right. You can use you fingers to if your tongue gets worn out, but try and just use your tongue.” Mrs. Perry said. I once again lowered my face back into her crotch and tried to do as she said. I slowly opened up her labia with my fingers and found her clitoris once again. I stuck my tongue out and licked up and down. As I licked her clit I could taste an even more strong salt taste on my tongue. After about a minute of licking Mrs. Perry said suddenly, “Keep it up and you’ll me orgasming in no time. If I start to moan you’ll know that I’m close!” I continued to lick her clitoris for several more minutes and I could feel my tongue gradually getting worn out.

So I took my right hand and started to gently rub her clit. I looked up at Mrs. Perry and could see that her breathing had increased and that her cheeks had begun to turn red. After giving my tongue a break I began to lick up and down and around in circles on her clitoris once again. I continued to lick for several more minutes and felt my tongue start to wear out again. Finally I heard Mrs. Perry quietly cry out, “Ahhh!” I couldn’t believe it! She was actually starting to orgasm. Rejuvenated by her cry I closed my eyes and intensified my licking over her clitoris as I could feel my erection grow again. Up, down, up, around in circles I went trying to get Mrs. Perry to cry out one more time.

Suddenly I felt her hands land on the top of my head and push my head down towards her vagina. I continued to lick with her hands firmly on top of my head, holding it down. Soon I felt her legs move and straddle them over my shoulders. I could feel her legs slightly squeeze against my head as she again cried out louder this time, “Ahhh!” I knew she must be a least close to orgasm and I continued my licking. Suddenly, I felt her hands shove down on my head, her legs squeeze against my face and her entire body tighten up as she cried out loud, “Ahhh…ahhh…AHHH!” Then gradually Mrs. Perry untightened her vice lock around my head. She pulled her hands off of my head and I looked up at her to see what had happened. I could see that Mrs. Perry was now breathing very heavily and that her face had turned a light red.

As I looked at her face she lifted her head and looked down at me. “That was perfect!” she said breathing heavily. “Do you want to try something else?” “If you want to?” I replied. Mrs. Perry raised her legs from over my shoulders and placed them down beside me. “Is that friend of yours ready to fuck me?” Mrs. Perry asked. “Yeah, I think so. I’m getting hard again.” I replied. “Good!” she replied. “Now give me a kiss!” I carefully pulled myself up on top of her trying not to break my dick in half and kissed her on the lips. “Is your dick hard enough to go in?” she asked. “You tell me!” I replied as I lifted myself off of her. “It looks hard enough for me!” she replied. “Now lean closer to me so I can put it in me.” I did as she said and lowered my hips closer to her vagina and felt her grab a hold of my hard cock in her hand. I felt the head of my penis graze her pussy lips and then slide in between her wet and warm lips. Next I felt my dick become surrounded by her wet and warm vaginal flesh. “Now push it in!” she said. I lowered my hips and pushed my penis into her warm depths.

As I pushed in I could feel her warm vagina wrap around the shaft of my penis. I had never felt anything like it before, not even oral sex felt like this.  “Are you in?” Mrs. Perry asked. “Yeah, I think so!” I replied. “Now lay yourself against me and thrust your hips back and forth to pull your penis in and out. Began to thrust my hips back and forth, getting use to having to move my hips instead of my hand. Gradually I started to get use to thrusting my hips, all the while fighting off the urge to cum inside of Mrs. Perry that soon. “You’re doing good!” said Mrs. Perry. “When you want to cum, just do it inside of me so I can feel your warm cum coat my pussy.” Not thinking I asked her, “Shouldn’t I be wearing a condom so I don’t get you pregnant?” “Of course not, I can’t get pregnant anymore! Thank God for menopause. I hated having to use a condom.” Mrs. Perry replied.

Having Mrs. Perry give me the OK to cum I started to thrust faster knowing that I was only seconds away from cumming. I closed my eyes and within four thrusts of my dick going in and out of Mrs. Perry I felt cum race through my dick and out into Mrs. Perry’s vagina, splashing against her vaginal wall. “Your cum feels good!” Mrs. Perry said. I felt five or six shots come out and then my penis began to go flat again. I stopped thrusting and laid on top of Mrs. Perry, trying to recover from the most wonderful thing I had ever felt. Silently as I laid on Mrs. Perry I could feel my penis slowly shrink and could feel Mrs. Perry’s vagina gradually starting to close up again as it pushed my penis out. Slowly I pushed myself up and pulled my penis out and laid next to Mrs. Perry. As I laid down on my back Mrs. Perry sat up and went for my cock which had very little cum left on it. She quickly picked it up in her mouth and licked it best as she could now that it was no longer hard. “All clean!” she said innocently.

Mrs. Perry then straddled my body and laid down on top of me, wrapping her arms around my neck. Silently Mrs. Perry and I laid on her bed, trying to pull ourselves together. Breathing heavily I watched as my chest pushed Mrs. Perry up and down on top of me as I took a breath in and out, and I could feel Mrs. Perry’s sweaty body smoothly glide a crossed my sweaty body. Mrs. Perry and I laid on the bed silently for what only seemed like a minute but in reality must have been a least an hour. Quietly Mrs. Perry broke the silence and said, “How was your first time?” “Really good!” I replied happily. “That’s good! I enjoyed it too.” She answered. Again we laid in silence for only about a minute and then Mrs. Perry spoke up again, “It’s been a while since I had sex last. The last time I had sex was when I was married.”

“How long ago was that?” I replied wanting to know more. “About five years ago, I think. Yeah, I think it was about five or six years ago because Maria was about nine and Destiny was about seven.” She answered. “How come you haven’t had sex since then?” I asked. “Um, well. I just haven’t really wanted to bring men home with me while my daughters were around. And I don’t like the idea having casual sex either with someone I just met because who knows where they’ve bin!” Mrs. Perry replied. “Well, why did you want to have sex with me then?” I asked. “Well I didn’t ever plan on it, but when I saw you watching me through the window it triggered something and I suddenly felt really in need of having sex with a man, any man, no matter how old or young they were. The thought of having sex with you came to mind but I fought the urge for a while because this is pretty risky having sex with you seeing as your only sixteen. But it’s just as risky having sex with some dirty old man, who could have a hundred different diseases. And after our meeting in the kitchen, I knew that you obviously didn’t have any disease. After that I was even more turned on to having sex with you because you had no experience at all and I could teach you.” Mrs. Perry answered.

“Are you mad?” she asked. “No, I’m not mad. I loved having sex with you! I was just wondering why you chose me instead of someone else.” I replied. We laid silent for a second and then I asked, “Did you masturbate?” “Did I masturbate!” Mrs. Perry said as she turned her head to face me. “Of course I did! I couldn’t have waited this long to have sex without it!” she replied. Mrs. Perry then pushed herself off of me and said, “I’ll show you!” as she leaned over to the right side of the bed and opened the night table drawer. I watched her breasts sway about as she reached in and pulled out her dildo, then sat down in between my legs, and my hardening member once again. I surveyed the dildo in her left hand and thought that it wasn’t really that big. It was more about the size of my penis, just a little longer than mine with a light blue see thru colour to it and had what looked was gel inside of it. “This is my plastic lover!” said Mrs. Perry trying to act serious. “I don’t know where I would be with it!” “So what do you do with it?” I asked, already knowing what it was used for. “What’s it used for? I think this is a trick question isn’t it?” she replied suspiciously. “I think you already know what it is. You just want me to use it! Your ‘friend’ seems to want me to.”

 “Well maybe I know what it is…a bit!” I replied. “I thought so! You’ll have to wait until next time to see what it ‘does’, because it’s already one-thirty. We can’t be late getting you back to school or someone might think something’s going on.” She said. “Yeah, I guess your right.” I replied reluctantly. Mrs. Perry got up off the bed and placed the dildo back in her night table, as I climbed off the bed.

Chapter 15 – Still Hungry?

 

She walked over to the doorway where I was standing and I followed her down the stairs back to the living room. As we walked down the hall I began to watch Mrs. Perry once again with my semi-erect penis. I followed her down the stairs and into the living room and watched as Mrs. Perry bent over and grabbed her socks from the floor. As Mrs. Perry stood up, I bent down to a least look like I was making an effort to get dressed. Mrs. Perry sat down on the couch and lifted her right leg up, putting her first sock on. Then she lifted up her left leg, doing the same for it, as I slowly turned my pants the right way up while out of the corner of my eye watching Mrs. Perry getting dressed, still with my semi-erection. I turned towards Mrs. Perry, bringing into her full view of my semi-hard cock. I watched as she looked around looking for something on the floor. As I bent down to put my left leg in my jeans Mrs. Perry said, “Your penis is still hungry, huh?” “Yeah, it wasn’t before but I think it’s ready again.” I replied.

“Well seeing as I forgot my underwear upstairs, come a fuck me on the couch!” she said. “But this is the last time! Alright!” “Yeah, I promise!” I replied happily. Mrs. Perry leaned back on the couch and scooted her butt to the front of the couch cushion, spreading her legs. I walked in between her legs and she said, “Ok…ahh, I guess what your going to have to do is bend over me and bend your legs to get in me. I’ve never done it like this on the couch before!” Mrs. Perry lifted her legs in the air while I got close as I could to the couch and bent and spread my legs far enough to put my dick in her pussy. I leaned forward over Mrs. Perry, placing my head just over her left shoulder and put my arms down beside her on the cushion.

Mrs. Perry reached forward with her right hand and grabbed my now hard dick and directed it into her pussy. “I’m not really sure how this is going to work, but thrust your hips at me or do anything I guess. Just make sure when you cum, you do it in me and not on the couch.” She said. “I’ll try.” I said. I began to pump my hips into her as my dick squeezed into her, disappearing into her vagina causing Mrs. Perry to sink back into the couch. I pulled out and Mrs. Perry bounced toward me. I pushed back in, sinking Mrs. Perry back into the couch again. “Kept doing like that but faster, it’ll be easier with me bouncing back and forth.” Mrs. Perry said as I thrust out. I thrust quickly back into her pussy and then out. I could feel my cock already to blow one more time, with my balls firmly being held against my body.

I thrust in and out 3 more times and then as I thrust out I could feel myself ejaculate. I quickly thrust back in feeling ejaculate flying down the shaft of my penis out into the warm surrounding vagina. I took a short thrust out, expecting more cum to be shooting out. I thrust back in and felt my penis twitch inside of Mrs. Perry’s vagina, this time however not feeling ejaculate come out. “Could I be out?” I asked myself. I pulled out and thrust back in again hoping something would come out. Nothing did though. I stayed in her vagina for a second and then felt my erection fade again. “Are you done?” Mrs. Perry asked. “I think so.” I replied as I pulled my cock out of her pussy. I slowly stood up and backed away from Mrs. Perry as she lowered her legs to the ground and began to stand up. “Wow, that was different!” she said as she stood up, “That felt kind of good. I’m going to get my underwear.” Mrs. Perry walked out of the room and out of sight.

I looked over my penis and saw that other than pussy fluids I was clean enough to put on my clothes again. I began to get dressed and Mrs. Perry returned to room to get dressed. We both got dressed without saying a word and headed to the car. We got into the car and Mrs. Perry drove me back to school. About a minute or two before we got to the school Mrs. Perry said, “I enjoyed that!” “So did I!” I answered. “Good! We’ll do it again sometime.” She replied. “But you won’t see me at the window tonight.” “Why?” I asked. “I think Maria is getting suspicious of what’s been going on at night.” She answered. “What makes you think that?” I asked knowing that Maria already knew about our late night encounter. “I’m not sure, I just have that feeling.” She replied. “So no more stuff at the window for the next week. Ok?” “Ok!” I replied. “If I get a chance to have sex with you again I’ll call you over to the house. Alright?” “Yeah!” I replied.

Mrs. Perry pulled off to the side of the road in front of the school and let me out. Mrs. Perry drove off and I headed off to finish off the best ‘school’ day ever.

Emma was now starting to get scared. Lisa had a look like a hunter staring down it's prey, and Madeline had a look the same, except it was even more menacing. "Don't worry gal, Maddie and I will make sure you won't get bored before Karl and Georgie come back!" Lisa gave an evil kind of laugh before giving Emma a full kiss on the lips. Emma couldn't believe it, a girl was making out with her! What the fuck did they think she was, a les?!? She soon realized with a stupid thought that they were both bi and planned to probably make her one too. Emma tried to resist by keeping her mouth shut, but Lisa made a move guarenteed to make her open without forcing it. She reached down to Emma's thigh and moved her hand right onto her clit and rubbed it between her two fingers. This promptly got Emma to moan openly and allowed Lisa to give her a full make out, with the junior girl sucking on her tongue. Emma's clit was on a short fuse and it didn't take long for Emma to have another explosive orgasm. Despite the feeling that the orgasm was huge, Lisa felt no juices pouring out, as she had expected. She had a thought and pulled away from Emma. "Is little Emmy thirsty?" Lisa asked her like she was a little baby. Emma did feel very parched and nodded. Madeline suddenly moved her skirt up and positioned herself above Emma's face. Emma was shocked to find that Madeline's cunt was just like Emma's: shaven completely bare! " Don't worry baby, I'll make sure you get a nice long drink. Meanwhile, Lis is going to make sure she gets hers as well." Emma saw Madeline settle her bare cunt ontop of her mouth and Emma was at first resistant to get the junior babe off, but then she thought of the terrible things they might make her drink besides water. She couldn't bear the thought and complied to lick Madeline's slit. It was very...fine tasting. Almost like tasting a fruit or something like that. Madeline seemed to really like it as she ground her cunt more on Emma's face. Meanwhile, Lisa fished out of her bag a strapon that she liked to use on Karl, George, and, of course, Madeline. It wasn't as big as the boys' cocks, but still nicely sized at 11 1/2". She put it on Emma and quickly removed her jeans and promptly impaled herself on the strapon. Emma had felt the strapon be put on her and she felt Lisa plop her cunt on it. Emma saw Madeline rotate so she was facing Lisa. Emma felt herself smothering from the force of Madeline's cunt on her face, but she complied to make sure Madeline came quickly so that she could get the bigger junior girl off of her.

"Hey Lis! What are you doin'?" Madeline asked Lisa in a little girl voice. Lisa followed the hint, "Just riding Emma's pony. It's so much fun. What about you?"  "Just riding Emma's mouth." Emma kept on licking Madeline's cunt and clit to ensure that Madeline came soon. She soon heard only slight moaning from the pair and she realized they were making out. She felt disgusted. What in the world was happening to her?Her slutty thoughts to dress like a teen whore had turned her into the school's fuck toy! She wanted to do nothing more than just get out of this hellhole that she had gotten herself into. She suddenly felt Madeline get tenser and heard her breathe heavier. She knew that Madeline was close to cumming and she quickened her licking pase to make sure she came quick. Madeline rode the young girl's mouth more as she suddenly screamed and orgasmed like a waterfall, juices flooding out into Emma's mouth. Emma quickly drinked up all the juices, quenching her thirst and also heard Lisa's shout as she orgasmed too. Despite the big orgasm she had, Madeline wouldn't leave Emma's mouth and kept riding it. Emma felt herself suffocate and she desperately tried in vain to get the junior riding her to get off, but Madeline wanted more and she pulled Emma's face as hard as she could into her cunt, to make her cum more. Suddenly, Madeline felt no resistance from Emma and she reluctantly stood up to look at her. Emma had passed out from lack of air, but she was still alive. Lisa gave another evil grin and saw that her intentions and Maddies had gone absolutely perfect to plan. She quickly got her small digital video camera out and heard Karl and George return to the bathroom with two of their friends....

Emma didn't know what had happened after she passed out. She quickly went to the locker room to change into spare clothes she kept in her track locker and put her slut outfit in her bag and quickly left to go home. She knew that her mom was going to yell for hours at her about failing to show up at her classes and not coming home right away, etc. She decided that she couldn't get in any more trouble than now and took the long way home, which went past the house of Lisa. Emma saw that there were lots of cars parked nearby and decided to look into the window to see what was going on. She saw that she was looking into the huge family room with a big screen TV on and a digital video camera plugged in. She also saw Lisa, Madeline, Karl, George, and a few other guys and girls watching a video. She then saw what was on the screen and gasped. It was HER! Being fucked in both holes by dildos! She also saw her mouth being fucked by one of the guys that Karl or George knew. She then saw something that make her almost vomit. Karl and George AND one of the friends PISSING in her mouth!! What the fuck?!? She was becoming not a slut, but even worse: A WHORE!! She didn't want to watch no more, and left to her house. Luckily, her mother's raving lasted only 28 minutes, and she checked her messages. There was only one and it was from Lisa: "Just so you know slut, you better come to school tormorrow, so you get more of what you deserve, or we'll just come invade your house and enjoy not only you, but your family too! 'Till tomorrow..." Emma started crying herself to sleep. She was so tired. The last week of school was going to be a whole week of hell! And she had to listen to her slutty voice in her head and dress like that today. It had doomed her...

Part 3 of Born to Be a Teen Slut will be posted within a few weeks. My erotic mind has been on layaway, and I need more time to pull myself together. I also am going on a little trip for the 4th of July. I'll have part 3 done by the end of the week after July 4th. I really appreciate your raves on Part 1 and I hope you like Part 2. It wasn't my best work this time, but I promise you I'll improve with time. If there's anything you like to see in the storys,parts that need tinkering, or just to tell me how you think of them, email me at pdiddypeters@hotmail.com. I will respond. Danke Schon!!

"Hello?" She asked.

"Hey, Al, it's Craig. Um, about last night.. I'm really sorry, you know? I know you were drunk and -"

Allyson stopped him. "Don't worry about it, I've wanted to do it for a long time. It wasn't a drunk thing."

Craig was quiet. "Well in that case, would you like to go out with me sometime? I know of a party going on in Ames- a whole bunch of college people but lots and lots of alcohol."

"I'd love to," she said.

That Friday night, Allyson drove over to Craigs, where she parked her car and joined him in his. Awkwardly, he kissed her on the cheek, then shifted and backed out of the drive. For most of the trip, he was silent, thinking about what to do now that he had her and she was sober.

They arrived at the party, and people greeted him, congratulating him on "gettin a hott one". He smiled and kept his hand on Allyson's side, keeping her close. Together they walked over and got beers, then sat on an empty couch.

As the night progressed, they didn't get very drunk but instead caught a couple bowls being passed around. Not getting very high, either, and assuming it was ditchweed, they finally called it quits and headed home. It was only two, and Allyson didn't have to go home, so they went to Craig's.

When they pulled up to his small house, the light in his roommate's room was on, his music turned on. They walked past his door, hearing a girl's laughter.

"At least we won't have to worry about him," Craig whispered, guiding her to his part of the house. They grabbed fresh beers from his fridge, then sat on his bed.

They nursed their beers, unsure of what to do after they were gone. Craig had lost his drunken abandon from the night before, and Allyson wasn't used to taking charge. Finally, as they set their beers down simultaneously, Ally moved closer and put her hand on his cheek. Turning him towards her, she slowly kissed him and leaned back, pulling him on top of her.

His knee settled between her legs, teasing her as his kiss deepened. When they came up for air, she whimpered and tried to make him move. Craig only laughed, then helped her out of her clothes. When she was finally naked, her perfect body laying before him, he groaned and stripped off his own clothes.

"How did I get so lucky?" He asked as he pulled off his shirt. Allyson only laughed, helping him unbutton his pants. When together they were nude, they suddenly didn't know what to do.

Craig still lay on top of her, his dick hard and lying on her stomach. Slowly she sat up, turned around, and knelt on all fours before him. Allyson pointed her ass at him, then wiggled it against his cock.

Finally Craig's abandon returned, and he grabbed her hips, positioning them where he wanted them. Rubbing his dick up and down her slit, he grinned at the moans that escaped her. When he found her entrance, he slowly pushed forward, slipping in just a little bit. Allyson tried to push back, but his strong arms kept her from moving. Craig sat there, with just the tip of his dick in her, then suddenly pulled her towards him, sinking in and causing her to yelp. Roughly he pushed her away, then brought her back, brutally fucking her. Allyson moaned louder, her orgasm building steadily.

Just as it hit her, Craig pulled out of her completely, then placed his dick at her asshole. When she felt that, she tried to tell him no, she'd never done that, but he silenced her and slowly entered her, letting her get used to it, the pain subsiding and replaced by a strange new pleasure. As soon as she pushed back, Craig started to slowly move back and forth, still close to his own orgasm. Allyson's virgin ass pushed him over the edge quickly, its tightness engulfing his shaft. With a moan he poured his seed into her, leaning over her back and kissing her shoulder blades. Waiting until he softened, Craig pulled out slowly and rolled over onto his pillow. Laying on his back, he stretched out his arm and let Allyson slither in against him. He held her, listen to her whimper as the last of her orgasm went through her.

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But when Tiana did it to me, my initial thought was, “Is…that it?”

 

I didn’t even come. Hell, I barely was able to come when she finished me off by “giving me hand” as she called it. Also, she had this rockin’ body but never showed it to me. Whenever I managed to reach under her shirt was synchronized with the turning off of her bedside lamp. I felt her tits but never saw them. As a grand finale, the one time I went down on her, she didn’t even budge. For a second I thought she had died. Tiana wasn’t enjoying me, but I was young and didn’t understand these things.

 

How was I going to enter the adulthood I yearned for if my girlfriend was completely unreceptive? Sex didn’t have to be my ticket, I thought; it could just be love. Something. Anything to make me stop feeling like a child. And what I saw when I got to Tiana’s front door didn’t help a god damned bit.

 

Ian Rodney. Son of a bitch. He had Tiana’s head between his raised legs, clamping her ears between his thighs while she blew him; Ian looked ecstatic. She was giving him the head of a lifetime! Funny how I realized this before I realized the bigger picture: TIANA WAS GETTING FUCKED IN THE MOUTH BY ANOTHER GUY!!

 

…

 

…

 

Maybe I can get money back for this necklace I got her.

 

And my mom likes fresh bouquets on the mantle; I can just take off the tag.

 

The last four months bent and contorted to form one huge question mark in my mind as I reeled back home to the middle-income part of town, on foot. What the hell was Tiana doing with me if her behavior towards me was how it always was? Never was there a blissful moment, I recollected, and then never did a blissful relationship turn drastically into what we had: what we had was what we always had. And it’s not like I was one of the “popular” kids at school, so it wasn’t status. Obviously she didn’t enjoy sexual acts with me and wasn’t willing to give up her fucking whore-pussy, so what the fuck was she doing with me?

 

A horrid thought spat on my brain: was she with me out of pity?

 

Oh fucking Christ, that’s painful.

 

Morosely I entered my house and began my descent into lethargy and sadness by fulfilling my plan and ripping off the tag on the flowers, sticking them spitefully in a vase and putting them on the mantle. I’d explain it to Mom. She’d understand. The necklace I stuck in my backpack, and then checked my wallet and found the receipt, and inserted it into the same pocket as the jewelry box. I felt tired. I wanted a shower and to do nothing on this horrible Friday afternoon and night.

 

Stripping down on my way upstairs to the bathroom, confident that I was here alone, I was in my boxers by the time I reached the shower doors. The shower was hot and good, and when I was done I went into my room and donned my pajama pants with a bunch of different street signs on them and a T-shirt sporting the popular “I (heart) NY.” When I came downstairs again, I was surprised to see my mom home early, and my best friend Julie sitting on the couch, and they were talking about the school’s soccer team or something.

 

“I tried out, but I sucked, so I didn’t even look at the roster when it was posted.” Julie had apparently tried out for the team. Why didn’t I know that? She had looked more and more beautiful over the years as our friendship evolved from two rugrats spilling chocolate milk on the antique Chinese rugs to preteens racing bikes through our modest little subdivision. Now, as we were high school kids, our hormones at an all-time high, she was actually an appeasement to my sore eyes. When she turned to look at me with a sort of shy, confused look (quite the unnatural look for Julie to make to her best friend), suddenly all memory of the afternoon’s shortcomings was erased. Tiana disappeared, Ian Rodney disappeared, the couch, the house, and that big yellow piece of shit car. All of it was gone.

 

Julie…

 

Was I…feeling something for Julie? The girl I ate live frogs with when we were five in the creek behind her house? (God that was gross, but how can we resist a double-dare?)

 

“Aaron, honey,” my mom said, putting canned foods into the cupboard and folding the big paper sacks and sticking them under the sink. “I found Julie sitting outside when I got here. Didn’t you hear her knocking?”

 

“No, I was in the shower.” To Julie, I said, “Hi, Julie.”

 

Without a word, she gave a weak smile and a wave. What the hell is going on?

 

“Well, here’s some money. You and Julie order a pizza. I have to go to some stupid meeting, and I’ll be home in three or four hours.”

 

“Jesus, Mom. Where’s the meeting?”

 

“At the Hilton downtown. Big ritzy thing. President of the company’s coming down and he’s feeding us and making some grand spectacle of corporate stock or some bullshit.” My eloquent mother, at her conversational best. “Have fun!” she called from the foyer to the garage. “Use the change to rent a movie if you want!”

 

Don’t all stories you read wind up like this? The parent naively leaving a boy alone with a girl? Well, sorry, but this is still no exception. Julie and I had spent nights alone together without a single problem, so we were trusted. As the night would turn out, I bet my mom would have put us in plastic bubbles had she known. For now, though, I just went into the little kitchen we had and found the Domino’s Pizza coupon book and kept my mouth running while Julie just looked at me with this oddly disappointed expression.

 

“What kind of pizza do you want? Oh why should I ask? Canadian bacon and pineapple, and I bet you know what I’m going to get on my half. Sausage and pepperoni. Really, all we could do is call them up, give them our phone number and say, ‘I’d like the usual.’ They’ll probably even recognize my voice. How was school today? I didn’t know you tried out for the soccer team. I didn’t know you even liked soccer! Huh! Imagine that, that I wouldn’t know that about my best friend.”

 

“Your best what?” she said spitefully, and I nearly dropped the un-dialed phone on the counter. Julie was angry at me. Julie has never been angry at me.

 

“What?” was all I could say.

 

“Do you know exactly how long it’s been since we’ve even seen each other? Or have you been too busy to even notice?”

 

“I saw you yesterday.”

 

“In the cafeteria line, Aaron! You walked by and waved and didn’t even say hi! You were with What’s-Her-Name and all of her friends.” Growing a sarcastic bone, she said, “Don’t worry, though. I’m sure they’re much better than me.”

 

It was time to tell her the truth that I’d known all along. Poor girl. I hope she’ll take it well. “Julie, I’m sorry. I’ve just been blinded by Tiana all this time. She’s been distracting me for the past four months.” Sorrowfully, I added, “To the day.” A long silence went between us as Julie’s face transformed from fed-up anger to wondering pity. “Tiana and I ended today,” I continued. “Though she doesn’t know it. I went to her house to give her my four-month anniversary presents and she was…she was…” I’d never talked sex-things with Julie before. This felt so alien to say. “…She was going down on Ian Rodney.”

 

Julie’s fingers went to her lips and she sat stunned for a moment, and then got up in my silence and came to me, walking into a waiting embrace. Her face went into my right shoulder and her body began to shudder. She was crying.

 

“Julie, don’t cry. It’s okay. She didn’t cheat on you, did she?”

 

“She did.” …Um, what? “When a girl cheats on my best friend, she cheats on me too.” Oh, okay. “But that’s not the point. You deserve so much better than her. You don’t deserve to be hurt. I…I would never hurt you.”

 

Julie must have felt my head turn to look down at her, because she kept her arms around me and pulled her own head back to meet my gaze. “Julie,” I stammered.

 

“Why hasn’t it been me, Aaron? Maddie Humphrey, Ivy Davis, Keri Schulte, Tiana Roberts…all of them have done nothing but hurt you, so I ask you: why hasn’t it been me? You know me, you trust me, and you know that I love you. Why hasn’t it ever been me?” To hear her say such things made my heart hurt and made my gut churn with this warmth that I still have never understood as anything but pure affection.

 

“I never knew you felt this way,” I said. Her teary eyes scanned my face and fluttered shut as she fell into me, our lips meeting in a way I never thought they would. My lips felt hers, and they felt so full and passionate. Eerily, the slow realization that she has always loved me crept to my heart, and I accepted it gratefully.

 

We stood there kissing in the kitchen for a minute until she broke away and moved to the other side of the counter, sat down on a stool, and put her forehead on the stand of her arms. “You don’t want this.”

 

“I do.”

 

“Then why have you never acted on it?”

 

“Because you’ve always been my best friend. I didn’t realize until just now that I’ve loved you as much as you loved me. Trust me Julie:” and a I leaned over the counter and came face to face with her, “I want this.”

 

Washed with emotion, she leaned forward and met me in another passionate, more violent kiss, climbing over the counter, crawling across the sink hungrily, never breaking the bond between our lips. I caught her so she wouldn’t fall to the linoleum. She pulled me into her body and we crashed back into the counter in front of the sink and made out wonderfully. Her hands came to my face and held me, and my hands roamed her ribcage and waist, up and down, wrapping around to caress her cotton-clad back.

 

Triggering something, my hands brushed innocently over the clasp of her bra. Julie once again broke the kiss. “Do you want to take off my shirt?”

 

I honestly had never thought about it before. Those other girls she had mentioned in her cry for her to love me, Maddie, Ivy, Keri, they had all shown me their bodies, and it was quite natural and wonderful because they were merely objects of infatuation. Julie was different. I actually wasn’t sure if I wanted to see her naked body, but she looked eager, so I said, “If you want.”

 

Off came her T-shirt, and I stared at her bra, having never thought I would see her this way, save for going swimming at the lake. This was a bra, though, not a bikini. Completely different realm. And they were…they were beautiful. They weren’t huge, and they weren’t tiny. Perfectly in between. As if it was all one transition, I didn’t even bat an eye when suddenly the cups fell limp, revealing the nipples and the whole shebang. Nervously she looked up at me.

 

“What do you think, Aaron?” Another hand went to my face, lovingly.

 

“You’re gorgeous,” I said. “I mean, I’ve always thought you were cute, but you’re flat-out gorgeous, Julie. I’m the luckiest man in Dellenville.” She shut me up with another kiss, and I felt her hardening nipples through my T-shirt, which she then removed! “How far are you wanting to take this?” I asked.

 

Bashfully, she said, “Well I don’t know. I wouldn’t mind losing my virginity to you.”

 

“Me neither.”

 

Julie drew in a deep breath and nodded. “Okay.” Slowly now, less hungry for physical affection and more calculating and careful, she approached me again and beheld the waistband of my pajama pants. She made a joke about how there should be a street sign over the crotch making a dirty joke. With tentative fingers, she played with the waistband, not fully ready to remove my pants. I was about to say something when she sucker-punched me with one deft move of sliding my pants all the way down to my ankles and finding my surprised cock with her nose and closed mouth. One exasperated breath fell out of her mouth before she began to kiss me down there, slightly wetting the shaft up and down lovingly.

 

My dick wasn’t even inside her mouth, and already it was better than anything Tiana had ever given me. After a minute or two of nothing but that, she finally began to move her open mouth up and down, up and down, and I was in heaven.

 

“How many times have you done this, Julie?”

 

“Never.” No! It couldn’t be! “I’ve saved myself for you. That’s why I came over today, to ask you up front if I ever had a chance with you, or else I would have moved on.” She gave a coy smile, with my penis in her hand, kneeling before me. “I’m glad I have a chance.” And in her mouth I went again, over and over, until I was just about done, at which point she stopped. “No, not yet.”

 

Feeling dashing, I kicked off my pants and shocked her with my hidden strength; I picked her up carry-the-bride-over-the-threshold-style and took her all the way upstairs to my bedroom, where I playfully dropped her on my mattress and laid on top of her, kissing her and feeling her body. Laughing giddily between kisses, her innocence and pure glee cheered me up and turned me on. No better combination than that.

 

“How would you like me to go down on you?” I asked.

 

Now fully comfortable with what was happening, she rolled her eyes and shrugged, lying on her back. “Sure! Never had it before.” Donning a playful, seductive demeanor, she pulled her top half of her body up and looked at me sinfully. “Eat my pussy,” she said, and my expression must have said it all, because her golden laughter filled the room. “Oh this is fun! Ha-ha! I never thought this would happen!”

 

Chuckling one chuckle, I bent down and kissed her navel, and her laughter subsided and was replaced with short breaths. Looking up I saw her face swathed in pleasure, her eyes closed, her lips parted, her nervous hands flaring on her ribs under breasts. Her anticipation was making her wet, as I could feel with my finger. Just wait until my mouth is on you, I thought.

 

Since Tiana was the only one I’d done it to, I had no idea if I was good or not. Julie assured me. With every lap of tongue, every loving dig into her clitoris, the pounding of my first two fingers in and out her vagina, her body jumped and her breaths shot out rapidly. She was loving it as I was loving her. “That’s so wonderful,” she kept saying in a whisper pelted with gasps. “You’re really good.” Another giddy laugh. “Aaron, my best friend, fucking rocks at eating me out! This is priceless! I love it!”

 

I stopped and pulled myself over her. We were both naked, two sailboats in a sea of sheets, and our hesitant but loving eyes met and kept unblinking and constant at each other as I placed my penis at her open. Silently, I questioned her one last time before I entered, and equally as silent she approved. Best friends can do that.

 

Everything was so small down there, but I put my entire six-inch penis into her and didn’t feel a hymen. Girls break ‘em all the time on bicycle seats and stuff, I thought. No, Julie was definitely a virgin. It still was hurting her, but she pulled her legs up around and braced by rear end so I couldn’t retract.

 

“Keep it in me,” she moaned quietly. “I’ll get…I’ll get used to it. Go slow.”

 

“Oh trust me,” I said, knowing full well there was no condom over my penis, and I had no intention of impregnating her. This was going to be tedious. Awesome, but tedious. “I’ll go slow.” Slowly, we went in synchronization. Every tiny pulse I made she met with a flex of her beautifully shaped ass-cheeks. My god, was I thinking these things about my best friend? Was I having sex with my best friend? I stopped my other thoughts and dwelled on this one. No, I wasn’t having sex with her. I was making love with her.

 

For another three minutes, we did the same thing until she was comfortable, and I began to go faster. Julie spread her luscious legs wider and reached up and braced my shoulders. I thrust into her a good ten times before I came. I pulled out and let a stream of come streak across her abdomen like a comet across the Milky Way. Then she did something I would never forget: she reached down and scooped it up with two fingers and put it in her mouth and sucked her own digits like Popsicle sticks. She ate my come! How sexy!

 

I fell into her arms and lay there for a good half our until we got hungry. We ordered the pizza, and just watched a movie I owned, one we’d watched a million times. She spent the entire evening in my arms. My girl. My woman, actually, as I was her man. Julie and I were for each other, and I had reached adulthood. Not because I stuck my penis into a girl’s vagina, but because I stuck my soul into hers, and hers into mine. I reached adulthood by accepting a love that had always been there, and I treasured it forever.

 

THE END.