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My First Lover

Luckymann on Teen Stories

         My First Lover

I was a sixteen-year-old high school sophomore in the Spring of 1964. Like many boys my age, I had a major case of insecurity, especially around girls. I had heard all the guys’ locker-room talk about what they had done with their girlfriends. All I had ever accomplished with a girl was get a quick kiss in the bushes when I was about eleven-years-old. I guess I was a late bloomer.

About a month before school let out for the summer, I obtained my first driver’s license. I bought an old car and enjoyed my first taste of freedom. No longer was I dependen

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t on Dad for transportation.

The car was a 1951, two-toned green, Chevy Deluxe, and it cost me all of $50.00. It was old, but it looked decent and ran well. It only used a quart of oil a week, and the six cylinder engine got pretty good gas mileage, not that gas mileage was a major consideration in 1964. Gas was 25-30 cents a gallon.

I was the only guy in my group to have his own car. That made me rather popular among my peers. Four or five of the guys would each chip in 50 cents for gas, and we could cruise all night.

Throughout the nearly completed school year, I had been enamored with the younger sister of a classmate. Ann and I had chatted many times at ball games or in the school hallways. She had a giggle in her voice that I just loved hearing. She seemed sweet, but since I had no car, there was no way I could take her anywhere on a date.

Shortly after getting my car, I was able to work up the courage to asked Ann out. I asked her if she'd like to go for a burger at the local A&W. I began breathing again only when she said she’d go out with me.

Ann was cute and petite. At fifteen, she stood 5’5" and weighed maybe 100 pounds. Her eyes were deep brown. She wore her hair in the typical styles of the 60s. It was either piled high in a beehive or flipped up at her shoulders, and was held in place by a heavy coating of hair spray.

Ann, and her friends, must have kept the hair spray industry in business. Many of the guys joked about not smoking around their girlfriends hair out of fear of an explosion.

When I went to her home Friday evening to pick Ann

up, instead of waiting in her driveway, I knocked on her door. She invited me in to meet her parents. I was scared to death, but stood straight and walked in. Her mother gave me a look that could have frozen a tropical paradise. Her father, however, offered me a beer. Hoping to make a good impression, I told him that I couldn’t drink at that time. I would be driving with Ann to the A&W, and I didn’t want to get into any trouble. I then told him I’d be happy to have a beer with him when we returned later, if he still wanted me to. He smiled at me, but said nothing.

Ann’s mother asked me a million questions. Her father just continued to smiled at Ann and I. He winked as we headed for the door, and told us to have a good time.

Ann was wearing her typical attire, a colorful blouse and blue jeans. Her blouse seemed a bit to small. Ann’s breasts were small, about the size of oranges. However, her tight blouse tended to show them off.

During the 10 mile ride to town and the A&W, Ann sat near the passenger door. We talked about many things, but mostly school stuff. As we pulled into the A&W, I told her this was my

first real date, and I was nervous (scared to death was more like it).

Ann smiled and slid over to sit close to me. When I got the car parked in a drive-in stall at the A&W, she took my right arm and draped it over her right shoulder. She then leaned over and kissed my cheek.

WOW! Kissed by a girl!

The car-hop came and took our orders for Trojan Burgers, onion rings, and root beers. The Trojan Burger was a feature of that particular A&W. It was named for the local school's sports

teams. Over the succeeding 35 years, I have never been able to find a burger that tasted quite as good, or made as much mess.

After finishing our burgers, and a second root beer, it was well after dark. Ann and I began heading back to her home. She suggested we take a different route. A route that took us over the county's back roads.

About half way to her place, Ann pointed to a secluded turn-off and said, "Pull in there."

The turn-off wound about 100 yards into some woods. If she hadn’t known it was there, we would never have seen it.

I was so naive! I had no idea why she wanted to stop there. Ann was about to show me why.

When I had parked the car, and left radio on and playing 60s rock-n-roll, Ann turned and gave me a firm tongue-in-cheek (her tongue in my cheek) kiss. She then twisted around until she was lying cradled in my left arm. She was holding my right hand tightly to her left breast.

I moved the seat all the way back to give her as much room as possible. I may have been inexperienced and naive, but I was not stupid. I began kneading her breast through her clothing. I felt her nipple begin to harden.

Ann softly said, "Unbutton my blouse."

As I opened her blouse, it fell away leaving just a bra covering her tits.

"That too!" she said, and rolled onto her right side and hugged my neck.

Reaching behind her, I fumbled with the clasp of her bra. I eventually got it open, and, with Ann's help, removed and tossed it into the back seat.

Her firm young tits were a little more than a good hand full, and the nipples were very hard. I gently rubbed, squeezed, and pinched her tits and nipples.

Ann was soon moaning and rocking in my lap. After a short time, she took my hand from her chest and guided it to her crotch. As I rubbed her crotch, she began lifting her hips to meet my hand.

Becoming bolder, I unbuttoned her jeans and

lowered her zipper. Reaching inside her pants, I found and began rubbing her bush through her panties. Ann pushed my hand down further until I was rubbing her pussy's slit. Her panties were soaking wet. Pushing them aside, I continued stroking up and down her slit.

Near the top of one of my strokes, I must have hit something tender because Ann abruptly tensed. I felt what seemed like a small, hard, pebble above her love hole. When I caressed it, Ann grabbed my hand, pushed it harder into that little hard spot. She gasped, "Oh yes! Right there!"

After a short time of gently rubbing that little pebble, Ann was violently thrusting her hips up to my hand. Not knowing what else to do I just continued rubbing that little pebble.

Ann soon began to relax, and, with a deep sigh, lowered her hips. She then rolled onto her right side and slid back from my belly a bit. She started rubbing my dick through my pants. It didn't take her long to loosen my belt, unbutton and unzip my pants, pull my shorts down, and take my dick in her hand. That alone nearly got me off. She was the first person to ever touch my dick other than me, at least since I was a baby.

Ann was stroking up and down my dick with her left hand while she kissed and licked its head. I was soon about ready to cum.

When I told Ann of my impending eruption, she tightened her grip and sped up her stroking.

When I erupted, she kept pumping until I was dry. She then sat up, wiped her hand on tissues from her purse, and gave me a very passionate kiss.

We reassembled our clothes, and, while holding each other tightly, slowly drove to her home.

When we got to her place, I had that beer with her father. He seemed to enjoy my company, and I enjoyed his. Most of Ann's family resented her father’s heavy drinking. Ann had explained to me why he drank so much. I soon came to understand his drinking. He was very ill, and he used beer for pain relief. He suffered from cancer and passed away a few months later.

I didn't drink very often, so I nursed one beer for nearly an hour. By that time, it was getting late, so, I said goodbye to Ann's father. Ann accompanied me as I headed to my car. On the way out the door, Ann's father told her to be sure to give me a nice kiss. I almost felt bad knowing what we had already done. Almost!

Ann and I made a date to see a movie at the local drive-in on Saturday night. As I opened my car door to leave, she not only kissed me goodnight, but firmly rubbed my crotch before she went inside.

About 6:30 Saturday evening, I picked Ann up at her home. Her mother had gone to work. Her father asked where we were going. I told him we'd be getting a burger and going to a movie. I didn't tell him the movie was at a drive-in. He told us to have a good time and waved as we pulled out of the drive.

As soon as we hit the road, Ann slid close to me and kissed my cheek. I draped my arm over her shoulder. When she swivelled slightly to her right, my hand naturally settled on her right breast. I lightly rubbed her breast through her blouse and bra. I reached into the top of her blouse and squeezed her left tit through her bra.

Ann then exhibited some contortionist abilities and removed her bra without disturbing the buttons of her blouse. I then had much easier access to her tits.

Opening her top two blouse buttons, and sliding my hand into the gap, I began gently rubbing and squeezing her tits. Her nipples were soon hard little knots pushing against her blouse.

Ann didn't replace her bra when we got to the A&W. She merely fastened one of her blouse buttons. Her firm tits and hard nipples continued trying to escape from her blouse all the time we were at the A&W.

After eating, we went to the drive-in. I found a place in the back line to park, bought us some drinks, and settled in to watch the double feature.

Ann laid her head on my shoulder. My right arm was around her shoulders, my hand on her left tit. Her left hand was rubbing the inside of my right leg. It was obvious we wouldn't be seeing much of the movie. I was about to learn why drive-in theaters were called passion pits.

As the lot lights dimmed, and the screen came to life, I unbuttoned the top four of Ann's six blouse buttons. Her tits were fully exposed to my hands and eyes. Her hardened nipples were about the size of an elementary school pencil eraser. They almost looked out of place on her petite tits. Gentle pinching of those nipples brought groans and rapid breathing from Ann.

The movie had barely started when Ann laid her head in my lap facing up. I continued rubbing and squeezing her tits with my right hand while stroking her hair with my left. She was soon cooing and moaning almost like a kitten purring. I began moving my hand down her belly. A brief pause to open the button and zipper of her jeans, and I had easy access to her panty covered pussy. Her panties were already damp. After I had stroked her slit for a short time, her panties were soaked with her pussy juices. Ann lifted her hips and pushed her jeans and panties down to her ankles. With a few little kicks of her legs, Ann had her shoes, socks, jeans, and panties laying on the car's floorboard. She dropped her left leg to the floor widely opening her crotch for my hand.

I stroked up and down Ann’s slit and slowly spread her pussy’s lips open. As I gently rubbed her little pebble, Ann began lifting her hips off the car seat.

"Oh yes! Right there! More!" Ann gasp.

As she rapidly thrust her hips up to my hand, I shoved a finger into her love hole. It was quickly joined by a second finger. Ann reached down and held my hand tightly to her pussy. She arched her back, and held her pussy high in the air. "Oh, oh, oooooh!" She gasped through rapid breaths.

I could feel muscles inside her pussy twitching around my fingers. Her freely flowing juices from her pussy, drenched my hand and left a wet spot on my car’s seat.

As Ann slowly settled down, she rolled onto her right side and began stroking my rock hard dick through my pants. Her face was only a few inches from my zipper.

Almost before I know it, she had opened my belt, unsnapped and unzipped my pants, and had my dick in her hand. She gently stroked the full length of my dick several times before starting to kiss and lick the underside of it.

Then, without warning, Ann sat up, turned her body to face me, and laid back. She placed her head on the passenger door armrest, lifted her left leg over me, and laid it against the car's seat back. Her right leg was draped off the seat to driver's floor. Some time during the process, Ann had finished opening her blouse. It lay crumpled along her sides.

As I viewed the body before me, I was in awe. Ann was the first naked female I had seen. She was so beautiful. Her small tits were well proportioned to her petite body. Her belly was smooth, flat, and soft. There wasn't an ounce of fat to be found on her young body. A small patch of dark curly hair covered her pubic mound.

I must have been stared at her for a while. She brought me back to real time by holding her arms out to me, and saying, "Come here!"

I twisted in the seat, laid between her legs, and kissed my way up her torso to her mouth. My legs, bent at the knees, rested on the driver's door. My dick was only inches from Ann's pussy. I moved up to where my dick just barely touching her pussy.

"Come on honey, make love to me, now." She said, somewhat impatiently. Thinking she was a virgin like I was, I very slowly pushed into her hole. When I had about three inches in Ann's pussy, she wrapped her legs around my ass and pulled me all the way in. I met no resistance. She held me there for a short time. Then, relaxing her legs, she let me pull partially out before pulling me back in. Ann used her legs to set the pace of our stroking. She soon had me hammering in and out of her hot, tender, 15-year-old pussy.

In what seemed like no time, we were both about to get off.

"I'm about to cum" I gasped.

She raised her knees to her chest, hugged me tightly, and said, "Me too."

I slammed deeply into her, and she locked me there with her legs. I held deep in pussy as I dumped my load. Her pussy muscles seemed to be milking the last drop of cum from my dick.

As our orgasms subsided, Ann lowered her legs. We lay together until my dick softened, and I pulled out.

As we came down, and our breathing returned to normal, I asked, "That wasn't your first time was it?"

"No!" she said with a smile. She gave no further answer, and I didn't asked any more questions.

We dressed and cuddled through the rest of the double feature.

I was soon going steady with Ann. We dated through high school and married the September following my graduation. Our marriage only lasted a few years, but they were fun years filled with sex.

Ann loved to fuck. Unfortunately, one man was apparently not enough for her. She was one horny bitch that turned out to be a whore. It wasn't long before she was sharing her favors with someone else as well as me.

She was a great fuck though, and serviced me well during our short marriage. Ann taught me much of what I needed to know about how to pleasure a woman. For that, I am still grateful.

The Dream

THEINTIMIDATOR88 on Teen Stories

It all starts out at a parking lot of a Meijer supermarket. Brian, a student from AHHS is on chase after his girlfriend left him down the street. Stephanie, also a student has to stop for oncoming traffic. Stephanie, 36-42-36 5' 10" Size C breasts stops at the intersection because one of her doors is ajar. She turns and spies Brian. "Brian what the hell are you doing?" "Stephanie, please, I love you, dont let it be this way", Brian says. He leans into the passanger door and stops her car. "Brian, I cant do that anymore, we need some time alone" Two unsuspecting girls show up and ask what is the problem. Stephanie and Brian tell them their story and the girls suggest that they put it al

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l aside and make out in the car. So Brian and Stephanie did. As soon as Brian started to make out, the girls suggest that they take them to this house, a house of fun, so that they could have that alone time that they wanted. So Brian starts to drive Stephanie over to that house. The House of FUn. "Brian, you sure you want to go in?" Stephanie says. "well we will be alone for a while, lets do it" Brian starts to make out while walking through the door, heads into a room and locks all the doors. Stephanie starts taking off her shirt and pants and so does Brian. The two ladies offer him a variety of condoms, brian chooses one, puts it on and starts heading over to the bed where stephanie is spread out. he slowly pulls down her panties, revealing a braided pussy. "damn girl whens the last time you shaved" he says. Stephanie giggles. He takes the panties off and starts to slowly kiss the inner sides of her legs, causing her to twitch ever so slightly. Stephanie, in a deep pleasurable state, starts to move his head to her beautiful mound. He backs away and starts to kiss closer, teasing her pussy with delight.

Part 2 coming soon

Sweet as candy

p-rick3000 on Teen Stories

Ok, I was 16 at the time, and i had the hotts for this girl named Candy. She was drop dead gorgeous, and had brains too..not like it mattered to me at that time. Candy was about 5'7", long slender legs, brunette, and absolutely amazing 36 C breasts. Candy was in my english class, and i sat behind her. I failed that class eventually because I can still remember staring at her gorgeous ass, which sometimes showed off a little of her thong at the top of her extremely tight mini skirt. I heard some talk going about the school that she liked me, and well, ha who was I to turn this babe away. So at lunch, I sat next to her, and we started talking. I could feel my dick starting to rub against my shorts, and could only think of her fucking

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the living hell out of me. After some talking, I could see her nipples starting to get hard against her tight white blouse; that was such a turn on. So, after things had been going well, I invited her over my house to go swimming the next day since it was a Saturday, she gladly accepted. I told her not to forget sunscreen.

           That night, all I could think about was Candy. I had come to the conclusion that she was in love with me from her friends, my friends, and i put two and two together from their hinting. In bed, I couldn't even go to sleep because my parents were in Colorado, and I had the house to myself; my huge mansion with almost an olympic sized pool..oh yeah, i was going to have myself some fun on the weekend.

         The next day, Candy was at the door at 10 am. I was woken up at the sound of the doorbell. I knew it would be her. I opened the door, and saw my girl there with the skimpiest little pink bathing suit you would ever see. It was a bikini and matching thong bottoms. I almost blew my load right there, but I knew I had to hold it if things were going to go the way I wanted them. I invited her in, and she put her stuff on the ground to the coat rack. We moseyed on up to the deck where the pool was, and she asked me in her sexy voice if I would help her put on sun screen. I said sure, but not too over excitedly. I rubbed the stuff all over my hands, and gently started to apply the lotion to her back..I started to massage her shoulders, and I think I might have heard a low moan come from deep within her throat. I moved down to her lower back, and I told her if she didn't want tanlines, she would have to untie her top so I could apply it evenly. She was hesitant, but she did it. To my surprise, she took off her whole top and turned around and kissed me so passionately. Her tongue started dancing with mine as I tried to regain focus of what was happening. My dreams were coming true right before my own eyes. I started massaging her exposed breasts, and I forgot I still had lotion on my hands...this caused her to moan in ecstacy.  I slowly started moving down while we were still kissing, and felt her pussy through her thong bottoms. She was so wet. As soon as I touched her clit through her thong, she couldn't help but moan... My dick was rock hard. Timidly I reached my hand into her thong and was feeling around her hairless pussy, she was even wetter than before and at this time she stopped kissing me and bent down. I had to stop. she pulled down my trunks and exposed my rock hard dick. It was 8 inches when hard, and when she saw it, she looked up at me, and grinned. I couldn't believe what happened next. She took my whole dick into her mouth, without even a single gag..this was such a turn on. I could feel my balls send a familiar message to my braind and I blew my load into her mouth..jet after jet after jet as her mouth milked the shit out of me. Like a little slut, she swallowed every single drop. Some fell onto her breasts, but she took her long delicate finger and swiped it up onto her fingertip and sucked on it. I told her that I wanted her, and you would be surprised at what she said to me..she said..............

This is only part one. If I get good stuff, I will make a part two. I hope you like it

POUNDING SAMANTHA

KTD69 on Teen Stories

Kieth was sitting in his chair at work. He worked for his father in a medium sized construction company. Keith was actually very lucky for he was only 21 and second in command to his fathers company. His job was good apart from the knockout secretary who teased him all the time. She came to work in tight mini shirts and made it an extra point to shake her ass at Keith every chance she got. She was engaged to another so Keith knew he could not have her. The thought of going to work every day was complete torture to him. With time he grew able to be around her without pitching a tent as soon as she entered the room.

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n 0pt">            Things were back to work as normal for the next few months. When one Friday Keith’s secretary Shelly brought her little sister of 15 to work with her. “It was career shadow day at her school so I hope you don’t mind that I brought her to work” Said Shelly.

“No it’s no problem Keith said while still in his office, im busy now so I will meet her later” murmured Keith.

            “He sounds hot Shelly, is he?” asked sam

“He is hot, He thinks I am sexy too so I always tease him wiggling my ass at him and such. I think like the whole first month I kept him hard 8 hours a day.”

“You tease you teased him the whole time with him knowing he couldn’t have you, you are so bad.”

            About that time Keith walked out of his office. He glanced up at Sam and was glad he wore restrictive pants to day because if not it would have been a rather embarrassing moment. ”This is my little sister Sam, Sam this is my boss Keith.”

“Boss huh aren’t you a little young to be a boss there Keith.” said Sam

“I’m 21 maybe a little young but I am good at what I do.” The conversation went on and Keith got to know a little of Sam, and why she shadowed her sister. Keith looked up at the clock and said “well ladies I must leave you now because there is still much I have to do.”

            It was about noon now and Keith had bee working hard in his office to get his things done. This way he could go and talk to Sam and Shelly again. As Keith was about to finish Shelly opened his office door popped her head in and said “hey can I talk at you for a second.”

“Sure come in, what’s on your mind Shelly.”

“Nothing just my attorney just called and I have to go to a deliberation all afternoon.”

“So your asking for the rest of the day off, I suppose that would be fine.” shrugged Keith

“Well that and I can’t take Sam with me. Can she stay here with you and you can drop her off at my house after work and I will run her home, please.”

Keith let out a deep sigh “I suppose, so I will see you tomorrow, good luck.”

 

            Shelly left to get to her appointment. By this time Keith was finished with all of his work. Sam wondered into his office, making a little noise so Keith would know she was there. Keith looked up to see that she had taken her sweater off. She had on a brown tank top that hugged her sensuous curves and outlined her perky semi hard nipples. Keith could not help to continue his study down to her tight low cut blue denim jeans. They were cut so low; Keith knew she had to shave to wear them. He looked her up and down, taking her beauty in slowly.

“I guess you like what you see huh Kieth.”

“Well um .. yes I do you are a beautiful girl.”

“You think my sister is hot too don’t you, she told me how she got you worked up and then just kept teasing.”

“Don’t tell me you are going to do the same thing I can’t handle that to day.”

“No that’s where I differ from my sister, see I Think your hot your self Keith. That’s why I am going to do things to you that will have you screaming my name.”

“ Whoa slow down girl, your only 15 and as hot as you are no pussy is worth jail time when your sister finds out.” Exclaimed Keith

“I can keep my mouth shut if you can besides she gone all day and you have a message machine.” Sam said

“No way do I want to risk it because ….

            His refusal was interrupted by Sam forcing her hand down Keith’s pants, she began to stroke his shaft. Her soft hands felt so good on His shaft the passion took him over and thoughts of wrong doing left his head. Sam unbuttoned his pants his half effect rod flopped out hitting Sam in the face. She wasted no time putting the head I her mouth, with one swift stroke she swallowed his penis to the base. She paused there, she could feel his rod growing in her thought. She began to get wet from the feeling. She started bobing up and down, base to head.

“Fuck me girl 15, I can’t believe this shit the best head ever and your only uhhhhh 15.”

Sam continued until Keith was so hard she thought his penis was going to explode.

            Sam got up looking Keith in the eyes and said “Wow, that’s quite a monster you got there you know how to use it?”

“oh girl I handle my 9” monster well I just got to know you like it hard and vicious or slow and deep.”

“I am no virgin but, with that better start slow when I get used to it hard and deep.”

            Keith pulled Sam over to him, all but forgotten was the fact that she was no consenting adult. Keith drew her in for a Kiss, when their lips meet he almost lost it, he had to have her. He pulled of her clothes almost ripping them at the seams. His clothes shortly came thereafter. Keith leaned down picked Sam up with his forearms under her hamstrings and gently backed her to the wall. He felt her warm clit rubbing the tip of his rod, he glided down its length. Sam got a rush with this she wanted it she screamed” Just get it in me please.” She wriggled this way ant that on the end of his rod tiring to find that sweet spot. Keith was turned on to see this 15 yo girl going cock crazed at the end of his shaft. He had to rub the length of her labia and clit one last time. This gave Sam the chills she was going wild with anticipation.

            With one well placed hop on Sams part Keith’ rod was buried to the base of his shaft. Sam screamed “ouch...mmmmm” her pain turned to an intense burning pleasure. She continued” fuck me hard im going to cummmm.”

Keith was more than obliged to fulfill her request. With long hard strokes he began slamming his rod in and out of Sam. She was so tight he could feel every muscle contraction.” Fuck me you are so tight Sam, I don’t ever want to be out of this beautiful pussy.” With this little bit of encouragement Sam was pushed over the top.

“ Im cummingg holy shit ahhhh mmm”

Keith could feel her cunt muscles squeezing his rod, then her juices squeeze out and run down his balls.

            All of the sudden Kieths Rod squeezed out of her with a plop. Kieth was already in mid stroke, his rod was planted directly on her chocolate rosebud.Her juices were running so well Kieth slipped in all the way to the base of his penis.

“Sam yelped”

“Im sorry I didn’t mean to I will pull out”

But what kieth didn’t know was when he sank into her analy .Sam was rocked by another orgasm. She responded with ”No, just fuck it im still cumming. ”Kieth proceeded to fuck this beautiful girl analy. Sam was being rocked by the first multiple orgasm she had ever received .Keith felt his balls begin to tighten. He knew he could not last much longer. With the combo of the tightest whole he had ever fucked plus the look of pure sexual satisfaction on the face of the beauty his sausage was in he was ready. “Where do want this load baby girl” Keith moaned.

“Cum in my ass I wanna feel it fill me up.” With a few last powerful strokes he buried his shaft so deep he could not tell where he stopped and she began. He blew what must have been a few ounces of cum deep into Sam Anus. Sam was rocked by one final orgasm when she felt him explode. It felt like he splattered every inch of her insides with his hot sticky cum.

            Sam jumped down to the floor cumm dripping from her ass. “Fuck me I guess you know how to use that thing bravo. That was so amazing I think I need an encore.”

Kieth and Sam spent the rest of the afternoon fucking and sucking.

TO BE CONTINUED…….

 

 

 

Hot Ass

poleman555 on Teen Stories

Names have been changed.

I was leaving to go to college in two weeks when I meet this amazing girl.  She was just a few days younger than me but looked a lot older.  She was beautiful and very sexy.

We were working at the same place all summer and I had not seen her before.  This time I was walking in to go to work and she was outside crying.  I stopped and ask what was wrong and if I could help and she told me no.  As I started to walk off she grabbed my arm and told me she had broken up with her boyfriend about a month ago because he was cheating on her.  Boy was he stupid to cheat on this stunning girl.

I gave her a clean rag to wipe her eyes with and gave her a hug.  She replied that I was Tom, right?  I said yes and ask her name.  She sa

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id Diane. 

I told her I had to get to work and hoped she was ok.  I went to work and some of the men there were teasing me about being late because of the hot girl. 

About hours later I was paged for a phone call, no one called me at work.  I answered and it was Diane, thanking me for stopping ad being kind to her.  As I was getting off the phone she ask me to come by her house and pick up the rag I left with her.  I told her no need but she insisted.  She told me she lived about one mile from the work place and she would have the light on. 

As I pulled up she came wlking out of the house and motioned for me to cut of my headlights.  Diane came around to the passanger door and sat down.  We made small talk for a few minutes when she lend over and gave me a wonderful kiss.  She began to tell me about her ex-boyfriend Steve and his cheating.  he had been with at least tens girls she knew about while they date for 2 1/2 years.

She then told me about another person named she she dated twice just to get back at her ex.  You see Diane had been a virgin until she dated the new Steve just to have sex with him.  This was beoming very erotic by now.

When Steve nailed her he wore 3 condoms to make sure she did not get pregant.  She told me that it was terrible.  I was sitting there with my dick about to jump out of my pants when she kissed me again.  I told her sorry she had got hurt twice both by Steves. 

She pulled me close and slowly kiss me rubbing my chest and stomach.  I nibbled on her ear and kissed he neck sending her straight to my crotch.  She was horny and waning to have sex.  She sat up taking off her blouse revealing her full 36 c's and pulling down her shorts showing me no panties but a huge wet spot on her crotch.

I dropped my pants and took off my t-shirt and licked her perky tits.  I went fro one to the other and placed one finger at her slit slowly moving my fingers un and down.  she pulled my head up and kiss me again and slammed my finger in her cunt.  My she was wet. 

I told her we needed to move to the back seat and she jumped over the seat.  I opened the door and went to the back door opening it to climb in.  Diane met me with her mouth and kissed the head of my dick and told me to stick it in now.

I lowered myself into position when she told me she was not on the pill and ask if I had a condom.  I told her no and said to pull out when I was ready to cum.  As I entered her she said slow, slow as I was much larger than Steve was.  She said he was about the same lenght but I was much bigger around. 

I got about two inch in when she told me to stop for a second.  I kissed her neck and waited for her to tell me to go on.  She began to buk against me putting me in little by little.  She was getting louder and louder as I went in.  Finally with one big push she had me completely inside her tight dripping pussy.

I lay there for a few more seconds and raised up and pulled about half way out and back in again.  I slowly did this for about 2 minutes and then began to pick up the pace. 

Diane told me she had never cum before and felt like she was getting ready to explode.  Her first orgism was awesome as she bit my chest and clawed my back.  I was now ready to fuck her hard and as fast as I could when she had multiple orgism right then.

I was almost ready to go myself when she told me to stop.  I did and looked her in the eye and she told me she want to finish me off in her mouth.  As I pulled out she had soak my whole back seat and had her juices all over her legs and still dripping. 

She placed my dick in her mouth and lick me clean.  She told me that she had never had a dick in her mouth before.  I told her to lick it and suck on it like it was sweet candy.  She was learning fast and was enjoying her new find freedom.  I grabbed her hair and began fucking her face and then I lost it in her mouth. 

She swallowed and smiled as I told her she was a good cock sucker.  Diane was getting dressed when the porch light fliced on and off.  She told me that was her daddy telling her to come in within five minutes.  She finished dressing kissed me and walked in the house smiling and waving.

she ran back to the car and ask if I was off this weekend and I told her Friday thru Monday.  She ask if we could go out one night and I told her sure all fo them.

That is for later.

The Assembly

Spiff111 on Teen Stories

As the school filed into the gym for the assembly, I made my way through the crowd and onto the bleachers.
Sitting next to my friends on one of the upper rows, I settled in for the long, boring hour to come.  At around 160lbs,  I was your average, semi athletic 11th grader.  Though not the best looking in my grade,  I was certainly not the wirst either.  Getting bored already, I started looking around.  Behind me, on the next row up, I saw the most stunning girl I had ever laid eyes on.  She was sitting between two other girls, though she was not talking to them.  Her long, dirty blonde hair bounding down around her amazing face and blue eyes.  Her perfectly preportioned, C-Cup breasts were full and perfect.  Her smooth, tone legs went on for miles,  f
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inally disappearing underneath a tantilizingly short jean skirt.
As the assembly started,  I found it even harder than usual to keep my attention on the stage.  I was constantly sneaking glances over my shoulder at the godess sitting behind me.  During a pause in the events on the stage, I took anouther glance over my shoulder.  Time seemed to stop as she leaned over to look at somthing.  Her legs parted slightly and I found myself in with a perfect view of her amazing thighs.  I followed them up, under her skirt and to the sexiest black thong I had ever seen.  I was completely lost, staring up those legs.  I was suddenly jerked out of my trance as the assembly started up again.  I looked up into her eyes,  she smiled at me and went back to watching the show.  I shifted my pants,  trying to hide my hard on which had crept down my pant leg.
When the assebly finally ended,  I made my way out of the gym.  I needed release after what I had just seen.  I was halfway to the bathroom when I felt a tap on my shoulder.  I turned and found myself staring into those same blue eyes.  We began to talk.  I found out she was a new student to the school,  and that she had just moved in to a house near mine.  Since the day was over, I offered to walk her home and she readily agreed.  I followed her to her locker, trying my best not to look at her amazing breasts as we walked along.  I thought she caught me staring, but she didnt say anything.
After getting her stuff we started the walk home.  Looking over at her, I saw her staring at my crotch.  She blushed as I caught her eyes.  I just smiled and walked on.
As we neared my house, I asked if she wanted to hang out for a while before going home.  Again, she readily agreed.  We grabbed ourselves a snack, my parents wouldn't be home for hours, and sat down in front of the TV.  After a while I looked over at her, catching her eye.
She told me she had been looking at me for the entire assembly, and saw me looking at her as well.  I told her I couldnt help looking at her, she was so beautiful.  She smiled and moved closer to me.  I put my arm around her and she rested her head on my shoulder.  I was in heaven,  I had the most amazing girl I had ever seen under my arm,  I looked down at her.  Her skirt was riding up her thighs, making even more of those legs visible.  I started to get a hard on again.  I leaned down and kissed her, trying to rearange my hardon so as not to embarass myself.  She kissed me back, more passionatly.  We started making out fiercly.  My hands roamed down her body, and onto her amazing ass.  We stood up as her hands circled my waist and she began to pull my shirt off.  She threw it off to the side as I undid the button on her skirt,  slowly letting it slide down her long, smooth legs.  I pulled the bottom of her tank top up as she stepped out of the skirt, revealing a black bra to match her thong.  My hands cupped her ass once more as she began to work on my belt and jeans.  They fell to the floor and she kneeled in front of me,  pulling down my boxers freeing my 7 1/2 inch member.  I looked down and became completely hard, looking at those incredible breats, barely contained by her bra.  She leaned forward and kissed the tip of my dick.  Then she slid a few inches into her mouth.  She started bobbing her head rhythmicly and the pleasure began to build inside me.  After a few minutes, I warned her I was about to cum.  She pulled her mouth off me just as I shot my load onto her face and chest.  I could not have asked for a sexier sight.  She whiped my cum off her face and stood up.  I reached around her and unclipped her bra,  letting it slowly slide down her arms and to the floor.  Her breasts came into sight, perfectly full and round.  I almost blew my load again.  I laid her down, started sucking her nipple, massaging the other one with my hand.  She moaned in extasy, and I let my hand abandon her nipple, sliding down her chest, over her flat stomach and down to her thong.  I gently rubbed up and down her mound through the fabric.  I slowly slid my fingers under the elastic of her thong, and down into them.  I slid my finger down the length of her mound,  feeling the head and dampness of her.  I slid the tip of my figer into her.  She gasped as I forced it in.  Her muscles contracted around my finger as I started moving it in and out of her.  She moaned as I fingered her.  I started moving faster, still sucking passionatly on her nipples.  I picked up the pace, and she moaned louder, finally arcing her back in extasy as she came.  As she came back down to earth, she told me I was the first guy she had ever been with, and she wanted me to be her first.  That was all I needed to hear as I laid moved my hands down her body, hooking the elastic of her thong with my fingers and pulling it down her sexy legs.  I climbed back ontop of her and kissed her again, as I positioned myself at her entrance.  She groaned as I rubbed the tip of my dick against her mount.
Finally, when neither of us could wait any longer, I began to push myself slowly into her.  She winced as I slid in, but nodded to me to continue.  I felt resistance, and kissed her again as I gave a final push through her hymen.  A tear rolled down her cheek, but the look of pain on her face soon gave way to one of pleasure.  I pulled out and pushed back in, and started pumping her.  Slowly at first, then faster and faster.  She moaned with pleasure and I felt the muscles inside her clamp down onto my dick.  That was all I could take, and I blew the biggest load of my life inside her stomach.  We collapsed ontop of each other, my member becoming soft, still inside her.
I kissed her once more, and whispered that I loved her.  She responded in kind.
I smiled, this was the start of a wonderful relationship.

The Journal Of Carson McNeil 1 - Guidance Counseler

Meleski01 on Teen Stories

Chapter 1: First Meeting

It was about a week into Carson's senior year when he first met her. He decided that art really wasn't his thing and decided to drop the class, so before 3rd period he went down to the office where the three school guidance couselers' offices were.....

Carson approaches the secretary at her desk, sets down his backpack and politely asks. "Hello, is Mrs. Wales in today?"

The secretary didn't reply at first, she was busy typing away in her computer, most likely drowning in the amount of work that comes along with every new school year. After waiting a few moments, Carson repeats himself. The secretary looks up, annoyed.

"Mrs. Wales is on pregn
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ancy leave, go see Ms. Frein...first door on the right."

"Thanks." Carson replies. He picks up his backpack and glances into the room and sees another kid sitting in a chair, already talking to the counseler. Being a patient person, plus happy about the opportunity to miss the beggining of his current class, he sits down at a table and looks through some of the career choice books they have stocking the shelves. Within about five minutes, the kid exits the room and Ms. Frein follows and for the first time Carson gets a good look at her. She's taller than most women, but no more than maybe five foot ten. She had long blonde hair, which was curled up. She was curvy with average sized breasts and nice looking legs, although it was hard to tell for sure with her long pants on. Ms. Frein motions for Carson to enter the room, so he gets to his feet, follows her, and takes a seat at a table beside her desk. She sits down at her computer and turns to Carson.

"So whats up?" She asks. As she looks him right in the eye he finally realizes just how beautiful she is. She wasn't too old, maybe late twentys or early thirties, but she was still much older than he was at seventeen.

"I wanted to drop art, it's really not my thing." Carson replies, nearly stammering. He is by no means a ladies man, but he's not one to be so timid and at a loss for words. Ms. Frein turns to her computer, scrolling through some school database menus and things of the sort. She turns back to Carson.

"Whats your name?" Carson takes a deep breath, trying not to look like a complete moron, plus it gave him time to think, since now even his own name took a moment to come to him.

"Uh....C-carson McNeil" he says, stumbling over his tongue. Ms. Frein turns back to the computer and types in 'MCN' for his last name and enters into his schedule.

"So what other class do you have in mind?" Ms. Frein asks, seeming to not notice how strange Carson is acting. She hands Carson a list of classes he can still enter, and thats when he notices his hands are shaking. Unbelieveable, he can't talk, he can't think fast, and now he can't even control his body movements. He takes a quick look at the list before deciding.

"Uhm, business math sounds good." Carson manages to say. Ms. Frein turns back to her computer and deletes art from his schedule, fills in business math, and hands Carson a pass to class. Carson takes the pass, relieved to go, but still disappointed that he didn't have time to actually talk to her. He exits the room and heads to class, stopping along the way to get a drink of water, hoping he can start to think clearly again.



Chapter 2: Some Sort Of Problem?

About three weeks passed before Carson saw Ms. Frein again. He was sitting at a table alone in the school library, none of his friends decided to let him know they wouldn't be there today. He was in the middle of an english paper when he heard the door open and saw her walk in. Being concious not to stare, he forced himself to look down into his paper, but to his surprise she sat down next to him.

"Is everything okay?" she asks, referring to the three days previous to today where Carson was home sick. At his school, being home two or more days in a row led to speculation that there was a problem at home.

"No, I had a bad bug" he replies, surprising himself with his composure this time around. Then his surprise was met with embarassment as he realizes that his gaze is still firmly fixed on his english essay instead of on the beautiful woman sitting across from him. He lifts his head up, smiles awkwardly, gaining a laugh and smile back. It was the most beautiful smile he had ever seen and he absolutely melted inside. He had never felt this way about anyone, let alone a school guidance counseler. She stood up and started away before looking back.

"Oh, you'll probably be called down by the school psychologist, she'll basically ask you the same thing I did, okay?"

"Sure." he said, now wondering why there would be any need for a visit to the school psychologist. In fact, he didn't know there was a school psycologist. Ms. Frein left the room, leaving Carson looking back down on his paper.



Chapter 3:  Psychology

A few more weeks passed without any call to the school psycologist's office, but Carson still saw Ms. Frein on a regular basis. She was in the halls everytime he passed the guidance office and she never forgot to say hi. One day, Carson sat in the library again, with his friends this time, when the librarian called him over.

"You're wanted in room 263." she said, before adding "Don't forget to sign out!". Carson exits the library and goes to the water fountain, preparing himself for what he has no doubt is the meeting with the psychologist. He scanned the halls, looking for the room, before finally finding it in a small section of the school with only three or four other rooms. He knocks on the door a few times before he finally gets a response.

"Come in!" a voice yells, but that voice wasn't unrecognized at all, it was the now familiar voice of Ms. Frein. Carson opens the door, surprised to see that instead of her regular attire of a blouse and long pants, she wore silk shorts and a wife-beater style tanktop. Seeing so much more skin than normal, Carson quickly became very stiff, something that Ms. Frein noticed before he had a chance to hide it.

"Whats that?" she asked, causing Carson to jump in shock onto a small couch sitting beside him.

"Sorry Ms. Fr---" he began, but was cut off.

"You can call me Meg" she said, getting up from her chair and sitting down next to Carson. The small seating area of the couch made the two very close together. She looked straight into Carson's eyes and continued. "In fact, thats kinda why I called you down here.". Carson was shocked, he sat speechless as she leaned close to him and whispered in his ear "I know why you act strange around me and I feel the same way." Carson tried to respond.

"I uh, I...well...uhm.......what?" he couldn't manage a single word, his heart was racing faster than it ever had before, it felt like he was going to pass out. Meg got off the couch and kneeled in from of him. "Let me show you." she whispered. Without waiting for a response, she reached up and tugged at the waist band on Carson's shorts, slowly pulling them down with the boxers. His eight inch penis sprang free of its restraints and nearly hit her in the face. She smiled and said to him, "This is a gift you have here"

She started licking the head of Carson's penis, still staring right into his eyes as she did it. That stare alone was nearly enough to make Carson cum, it burned a hole in him. Meg licked up and down Carson's shaft and on his balls, not missing a spot. Then she took it all in her mouth, letting out a small "MMM" as she slowly moved up and down on it. She kept at it for quite a while, slowly increasing speed until she realized Carson was about to blow. She kept her mouth around the head, but started jerking off the shaft as quickly as she could. He let out the biggest load in his life, more than her mouth could hold as some spilled out the side. To Carson's amazement, she swalled as much as she could before getting up and pulling down her shorts, revealing a red thong. She sits down on the table behind her as Carson comes to his senses. He gets up from the couch and kneels in from of the table, in between her legs. He pushes the thong to the side and starts rubbing along the outside of her pussy. She's already soaking wet before he starts to tongue the inside of her. Meg moans softly as he eats her out, quickly massaging her clit with his tongue. After just a few minutes of that, Carson can't contain himself and gets to his feet. He guides his cock to her pussy and slowly pushes it in. Her moans get louder and he goes faster. As she reaches climax, Carson blows another load, by far topping his first one, right into her pussy. For what seems like forever they just layed there together, both of them too tired to move or speak. Carson never got back to class that day, instead, he fell asleep next to the woman he loved.

WTF High's School Defense Force - Lesson I

Deathnote on Teen Stories

Windroy Twelve Forrest Secondary School was just your average public highschool. Well... on the outside, anyways. Although it was over a hundred years old, the school building looked very modern and was up-to-date in terms of school equipment and such. At present, it had over 50 classrooms and around 900 students. The computer-labs had the latest computer models and used the Linux OS. The gynasium had the latest in training equipment and the library took up two floors.

In the year 2XXX, it was just your average public high school with above average school fundings. To those who did not go to this school, there was nothing out of the ordinary. Most who did go to this school were also oblivious to the dark nature of this school. Only a handful of the 900 students knew the true hor
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rors and secrets behind Windroy Twelve Forrest Secondary School. Only a handful knew the true reason why it was closed for five years and just reopened an year ago.

An year ago, the previous principal found out the secret, but he knew he had no time to expose it. As a last ditch effort, he immediately sought out and hired a previous student of the school to be a teacher. The day after this teacher was hired, the principal mysterious vanished and was replaced by another.

"Three years of high school and nothing special happens. This sucks," A high school student around seventeen years old muttered as he walked to his first day of school. He kicked around an empty can as he walked along the leaf-covered sidewalk. The metallic sound of the aluminum rang out in tune with the crunching of the freshly fallen leaves.

He knew that high school life was deeply exaggerated in media and such, but he couldn't help but feel disappointed. Three years had passed and nothing exciting happened at all. There was some rivalry with a local school, but there were no pranks pulled. Bullying was at a minimum and the washrooms and parking lots were cleared of any stoners. However, he was going to a new school this year... so perhaps things would be different for once?

"Oh crap! I think I already passed it!" The high school student exclaimed as he whirled around and immediately ran in the direction he came from.

Title: WTF High's School Defense Force - Lesson I
Class: 4D
Room: 104
The school year begins! Random Student #13's first day of class!

"Huh... that's strange... the names aren't in order," Mr. Smith muttered as he looked over the attendence sheet. The homeroom teacher stood at around six feet tall and had a medium build. He had dark brown hair that was split in the middle. He wore a brown suit and black tie. "Alright, just raise your hand and/or say 'here' when your name is called. Mike Angels."

"Here." A student with white hair raised his hand. He wore a white shirt with black sleeves and the number 7 on the front. He also wore a cross around his neck and baggy blue jeans.

"Sera Spykes."

"Here." A student with golden blond hair raised her hand. Her hair was tied into a pony-tail and two dreadlocks framed her face. She also had yellow eyes that almost matched those of a serpent's.

"Tiehhsin Ying."

"I prefer to be called Tim." A young Chinese man with jet black hair and silver grey eyes raised his hand.

"Trent Bloom. Trent Bloom. Anyone here answer to that name?" The teacher looked around the room in case he missed a hand being raised. He sighed and marked the student absent. Unknown to the teacher, Trent really was in school and heard what the teacher said. Mr. Smith shook his head in disapproval. "Sheesh... on his first day, too. Let's move on... Jesse Cromberry."

A student wearing a black hood and extremely long sleeves responded with a raised hand.

"Is there a reason why you're wearing a hood to cover your face?" Mr. Smith asked. When the student nodded, the teacher shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay... moving on. Motoko Kurenai."

"I prefer Monica, if you don't mind," Monica replied with a raised hand. She was a Japanese girl with long shiny black hair that reached the small of her back.

"Io Ford."

"Here," A girl with short auburn hair and a small body raised her hand. She barely looked like a middle school student let alone a high school senior.

At first Mr. Smith thought about asking Io her age, but decided to leave her alone. He looked back down at his papers and continued, "Virginia Celeste."

"Here!" An Italian girl with two pig tails and green eyes raised her hand.

"Heather Kimbley," Mr. Smith continued down the unorganized list until he reached the bottom. Once that was over with, he faced the class and began his lesson. "First thing's first... I don't like lateness and I won't tolerate talking in class. If you're absent, at least you're not interrupting the class for those who took the effort to show up. Therefore I've come up with a simple, but effective punishment for all late-comers. If you're late or talk in class, you get stuck with a nickname of my choosing for the rest of the day."

"What? Can he do that?" A guy with large eyes, Random Student #1 asked.

"That's not fair." Random Student #2 looked pretty angry.

"Does that count as abuse?" Random Student #3 wondered.

"Depends on the nickname, I guess?" Random Student #4 shrugged.

"Fish Eyes, Blue Boy, Banana Bandana, Ringer, what did I just say?" Mr. Smith snapped at four students in the back.

"Wait... how did he know my real nickname?" Bandana quirked an eyebrow questioningly.

"Excuse me, is this homeroom 4D?" A late student asked as soon as he entered the classroom.

"Random Student #13, point out your name," Mr. Smith held out the attendance sheet towards the new student.

"Uh... right here," Random Student #13 was taken aback by the teacher's unusual response and simply pointed out where his name was supposed to be.

"There's a seat right behind Monica, Thirteen. If you showed up on time, you would've known why I'm calling you Thirteen, Thirteen," Mr. Smith pointed at the desk right behind the Japanese girl.

"Um... okay..." Thirteen was confused at the "explanation" as he took his seat behind Monica. He was still confused when the class was told to take out their textbooks and turn to the first chapter.

Interesting teacher, don't you think? A female voice giggled.

"Wha..." Thirteen looked around for the source of the voice, but to now avail. All the other students appeared to have their attention on the teacher at the moment. After a moment, their attention shifted to the first student who had to read out loud to the class.

Don't bother trying to look for me. A mortal like you couldn't possibly figure out who I am in this class.

"Maybe I'm dreaming... yeah... that's it... maybe I'm sleeping in class," Thirteen muttered to himself. For some reason, no one else had noticed the voice. Why would they? The voice sounded like it was coming from Thirteen's own head.

Let's meet up in the girl's locker room after school. I'll show you something special.

"Yep... just... insane... in the membrane," Thirteen muttered to himself as he concentrated on the words in his textbook.

"What was that, Dreamer?" Mr. Smith asked as he stood over Dreamer's desk.

Thirteen almost had a heart attack when he heard Mr. Smith's voice. For a moment there, he thought he had his nickname changed or something.

Monica looked out from the corner of her eye with suspicion written all over her face. A tingle went up her spine and goosebumps rose from the back of her neck. She felt something familiar and dangerous in the air of room 104. Someone or something was definitely emitting a killer's intent.

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"Well... glad that's over with," Thirteen muttered as soon as classes had ended. There were a few classes he liked and a few classes he didn't like all that much. Then there were the classes that were either dreadfully boring, a hateful teacher, or both. Now that he thought about it, there were more boring classes with hateful teachers than all the rest put together. Unfortunately for him,

Homeroom was pretty interesting what with the teacher handing out nicknames all the time. There was also that weird occurence with the voice inside his head. This was pretty much what Thirteen wanted, but he wondered if he should've been more specific with his wish. Then he wondered about the voice inside his head. Was it really all in his head or did someone really invited him to the girl's locker room?

The confused student thought about it some more as he stood in front of his locker. If it really was all in his head, then perhaps the reason for it happening was because he was trying to delude himself into believing his new school-life would be interesting. It would explain why no one else seemed to hear the voice. On the other hand, if one of the girls really did want to meet with him...

"Excuse me, are you okay? You had been standing there for ten minutes," Monica snapped her fingers in front of Thirteen's face. Her locker just happened to be right next to Thirteen's.

"Huh? Oh... right... sorry, just thinking about something," Thirteen apologized with a flustered look on his face. The two of them happened to have a couple classes together besides homeroom, so they got a couple chances to talk to each other. At first Thirteen wondered if the strange voice from homeroom came from Monica since she sat in front of him. Since the strange voice did not match Monica's, he threw that idea out the window.

"There's no need to apologize, but you should hurry up. They're closing the school in a few minutes," Monica warned as she gathered her books into her bag and walked away. As she did, a look of concern crossed her face as her eyes shifted to the side. She muttered to herself, "Strange..."

"What? Already?" Thirteen asked with a look of suspicion on his face. Suddenly, a stab of fear went through his body. He really, really, really wanted to check out the girl's locker room, but he knew the reason for it was too ridiculous to consider it. He wondered why he was so tempted and pondered on the thought that perhaps there was something wrong with him.

Clang!

"Huh?" Thirteen whirled around and tried to locate the source of the clanging. It was then he realized that the entire hallway was empty. For a brief moment, he was afraid that he had been standing around for much longer than ten minutes. He checked his watch and breathed a sigh of relief, but still wondered about the sudden emptiness of the school hallway. Was it really possible for the hallways to be completely empty just a few minutes after school?

Clang!

"Uh..." This time, Thirteen was quite sure of where the sound was coming from. He stared at his locker, which he had yet to open. Did someone get stuffed into a locker? As in... his locker? How did somebody manage to open his locker, anyway? The youngster immediately knocked on his locker and asked, "Hey! Is someone in there?"

"Depends! Who's asking?" A voice called back.

"Hold on, I'll get you out," Thirteen replied as he hurriedly unlocked his locker and pulled it open. Once he did, he found himself staring at the metal back of his locker. There was no one in there!

Before Thirteen decided to check the other lockers, he noticed the back of his locker moving. He stared as a guy his age with blond hair revealed himself by pulled back the metal board that was the back of his locker.

"Hey there! Name's Trent!" Trent exclaimed happily as he firmly grasped the hand of his wide-eyed classmate. The student wore a green jacket over a white shirt and brown trousers. His blond hair was so long that it actually reached down to his ankles. "I'm from 4D, just like you!"

"Wha... how... wha..." Thirteen stammered as he tried to figure out what to ask or say first. For some reason, his first question was, "I don't remember seeing you in homeroom this morning."

"Heh, I was busy checking out the school's tunnel system. You can go pretty much anywhere in there," Trent explained with a mischevious grin on his face. He pulled out a sheet of paper and revealed it to be a map of the school with a network of lines all over the place. Thirteen looked at it and figured that the lines represented the tunnels Trent was talking about.

"Tun... wha... wait, did you say anywhere?" Thirteen asked as he grabbed the map from Trent's hands. "Even the girl's locker room?"

"Sure! I'll take you there if you keep this whole thing a secret," Trent continued grinning as he stepped back into Thirteen's locker. "So, the girl's locker room, eh? You realize there won't be any girl's there right now, right?"

"Yeah but... no! It's not what you..." Thirteen faltered when he realized how ridiculous he must've looked trying to convince this student, who discovered a secret tunnelling system, that he wasn't trying to peek on anyone when he said he wanted to check out the girl's locker room.

"Sure... whatever you say, Random Student #13," Trent said right before he pulled his new friend into the locker. The locker door shut behind them, reducing the light to nothing save for a few slivers from the slits on the door. Thirteen could no nothing but follow along as he was dragged by Trent through the tunnels. The tunnels were surprisingly spacious around six feet high and one and a half feet wide.

"I'd prefer it if you didn't call me Random Student #13," Thirteen replied as he was dragged along.

"Really? Sounds pretty cool if you ask me. How bout... Voyeur-Boy! There's also Spacey, Statue, or Locker Guy," Trent suggested.

"Thirteen's fine," Thirteen sighed in defeat.

As he walking along the narrow passageway, he noticed lines of light that went from one wall to the next. It took a moment before he realized that the lines were coming from peepholes in the wall. With curiousity on his mind, he looked through one of them and found himself looking at a computer screen. The next hole revealed that the computer lab was on the other side of the wall. Ten holes later and Thirteen was able to see his homeroom.

"C'mon, the girls are waiting," Trent urged his new companion to follow along.

"Alright, I'm coming, but I don't see any reason to hurry. There aren't any girls there today, right?" Thirteen replied with a questioning look on his face. He hoped there was a girl in the locker room, because it could mean that he wasn't going crazy. It could also mean some... he immediately shook that thought out of his head.

"Ah... here we are! The girl's locker room," Trent exclaimed after several seconds later. He waved his hand to signal his new companion over.

His hair's so long, I wonder how he grew it, Thirteen thought to himself before Trent's exclamation. He snapped out of his daze and shuffled over to where the holes peeking into the girl's locker room was. He peered into one of the holes, wondering how no one noticed so many peepholes throughout the school. He sucked in his breath as soon as his eye was on the view on the other side of the wall.

On the other side of the wall were two girls sitting on the bench in the locker room. One of them was a blond with yellow serpent-like eyes and dreadlocks that framed her face. She had pale skin and a frail light build to her body. The other girl had brown eyes and short brown hair with red streaks. She was slightly more tanned than the blond and a bit more muscle to her body. They were both naked and making out with each other.

Thirteen recognized both of them to be students from his homeroom. The blond girl with the dreadlocks was Sera while the girl with red-streaked brown hair was Linda. Besides their names, he knew next to nothing about them... which was expected considering it was still his first day of school.

"Go ahead, make as much noise as you want," Trent grinned as he continued watching through his peephole. "For some reason, we can hear them, but they can't hear us. It's quite convenient, really."

This is wrong... but I can't look away... Thirteen thought to himself as he continued watching his classmates make out.

"I'm glad you accepted my invitation," Sera giggled as she pulled her lips away from Linda. A thin strand of saliva bridged the space between their tongues.

"Ah..." Linda looked as though she didn't want to stop. With possessed eyes, she stared longingly at her lover and tried to resume the kiss. However, Sera stopped her by placing her hands on her lover's shoulders. The blonde girl leaned forth, forcing her classmate to lean backwards and lie down on the bench.

"Just try to relax and let me do the work," Sera said as a sneer etched across her face. She swung one leg over Linda's body and straddled her lover's hips. Her hunter's eyes pierced through the tense air and into Linda's doe brown eyes. Although her eyes were on the dazed girl before her, her eyes were also visible to Thirteen. Even if you didn't look directly into her petrifying eyes, you would still have a hard time breathing let alone move.

Thirteen's peeping eye was drawn to the dark round pupils encased by the sunflower yellow irises. His eyes widened as he watched the round pupils become thing vertical slits. Sera reached down and touched her trembling lover's face with a calm look on her own face. Her index finger drew downwards from Linda's left earlobe and down to her chin. The more dominant girl used her finger to tilt her prey's head backwards as her predatory eyes scanned the girl's smooth skin.

The yellow-eyed girl grabbed hold of Linda's wrists and placed them above her lover's head. With her left hand pinning down the other girl's hands, her right reached down underneath the bench. She sat up with two coils of rope in her right hand. With one coil of rope, she straightened out Linda's arms before tying her wrists together. The other coil was used to tie the first rope to the bench. Throughout the process, Linda looked too out of it to really do anything at all.

Next, Sera slid backwards until she was off the bench. She grabbed hold of Linda's ankles and pulled them apart. With one ankle on either side of the bench, Sera revealed a third coil of rope, which was used to tie the ankles together with the knees bent. Now that her prey was all tied up, she was ready to being her game.

Thirteen's heart hammered against the inside of his chest. Despite what Trent said, he was quite positive that Sera could hear his heartbeat. He was a bit disappointed that Linda's pussy was facing away from him, but he also knew he wasn't supposed to be watching this either.

"Hmm... something seems to be missing," Sera tapped her finger against her chin as she stood over her new toy. All of a sudden, she grabbed hold of one end of the bench and began rotating it. Dispite her frail-looking body, she appeared to be strong enough to move the bench while Linda was tied to it... and quite easily, too.

"Wha..." Thirteen backed off a bit when he realized that he was staring right into Linda's open womanhood! He began to panic, wondering if the two girls knew that he was peeping in on them. He wanted to run away before he was caught, but his body refused to budge. As if he were hypnotized, he continued watching the scene before him.

"Yes... the light here is sssssoooooooooo much better," Sera hissed into Linda's ear. Her left hand travelled along down Linda's throat, causing the tied-up girl to gulp in both fear and excitement. Her right hand stroked the brunette's red streaks while her left hand continued its journey down the valley between the breasts. The dominating girl swung her leg over the bench so that Linda's head was between her knees. "I can see your lovely body quite clearly now, my pet."

Dribbles of juice were travelling down the blonde's inner thigh as her hands grabbed hold of the submissive's breasts. She lowered her body so that her pussy was mere inches from Linda's waiting mouth. Linda reached up with her tongue, but she was unable to reach the prize she so dearly wanted. She struggled against her bonds, but to no avail. Fortunately for her, a drop of Sera's cum fell from the pussy and onto the tip of the possessed girl's tongue.

"Enough playing around, I want you to make me come," Sera commanded as she lowered her pussy and sat down on her sex toy's face. Linda was taken by surprise and started thrashing around with her tongue. She could barely breathe and became desperate for air, so she worked away at her captor's pussy. Sera moaned in response, "Oh... yes... that's right. Just like that."

Thirteen continued watching from the other side of the wall. He couldn't look away from the scene and he wasn't sure he wanted to. Sera lowered her head until her dreadlocks brushed lighly against the bench. Her hands clamped down onto the sides of the bench so that she was able to support herself. Her eyes were on the same level as Thirteen, which made the young man extrememly nervous.

A sharp breath escaped from Thirteen as soon as Sera closed her eyes. The blonde girl with the serpent's glare shut her eyes tightly as she felt the beginnings of an orgasm. She rocked her hips against Linda's tongue and her breathing went faster. Her moaning became louder and echoed against the walls and lockers of the empty locker room.

"Keeping licking like the bitch you are," Sera gasped out as she pressed her pussy tightly against Linda's hungry lips. With one hand still on the bench, she used the other to play with her tits. She took her own nipple between her index and thumb and started twisting away as hard as she could. After a few seconds, she let go and started twisting the other.

You're just a dumb slut, aren't you? A little lesbo slut who can't live without pussy in her life. It was Sera's voice. Although the message was directed at Linda, Thirteen could hear it loud and clear. I saw the way you've been looking at all those girls in class. The way you almost drooled at the sight of... who was it again? Monica? She's a pretty one, isn't she? That's who you wanted to fuck, right? That's who you were going to go after before I asked you to meet me here in this locker room.

Wait a minute, that message was for Linda? Thirteen thought to himself. His thoughts were cut short as soon as he heard a scream of pleasure. His focus was back on Sera's now tensed-up body and the thought messages were somehow forgotten.

Oh... that was good. I was very good, my pet. I bet you've had a lot of practice, Sera smirked as the last of her cum dribbled into Linda's mouth. She waited for a moment to catch her breath before opening her eyes.

Her left eye stared right into Thirteen.

Thirteen wasn't exactly quite sure what happened next.

You weren't supposed to know. It was a private invitation, you know, Sera hissed into Thirteen's mind. She stood up and proceeded to untie her new slave. Linda rolled off the bench and laid there on the floor, but Thirteen wasn't aware of that. The guy was trembling for he found himself submerged in nothing but darkness. He was unable to breath for there was no air to breath. He was unable to see and unable to hear. He could only feel the fluid-like space around him slowly squeeze the life out of him.

Kneel down before me and clean me out, Sera grabbed Linda by the hair and forced her new slave to her knees. She sat down on the bench and pulled Linda's head between her thighs. She sneered at the brown-haired girl while stroking the slave's hair. The dominant high school girl looked up from her submissive classmate and into the peephole. For some reason, the hole was invisible to normal people when viewed from the outside. However, Sera was not a normal girl.

This is... Thirteen struggled against the suffocation and tried to snap himself out of it. He was able to move his body, but there was no point what with him just floating there. He forced his eyes open and looked deep into the darkness.

He reached up with his right hand until his thumb was right in front of him. He opened up his mouth and clamped down on his thumb until blood began dripping out. He snapped out of it and found himself back in the secret tunnel of peepholes.

"Trent?" Thirteen quickly looked around, but couldn't find his new companion anywhere. He quickly resigned to the fact that he was left behind to face Sera's wrath.

Wrath? That's a little too strong of a word, don't you think? Sera giggled into the young man's head. Thirteen found himself back in the suffocating darkness. However, this time he was able to see Sera's face clearly, which was an inch was his own.

Thirteen held his breath and his heart hammered with excitement and fear. He thought he was about to die from a heart attack when Sera started rubbing her body up against her classmate's. The speechless guy's body stiffened as he felt the blonde's sikly smooth skin rub up against his own. For some reason, in this world of darkness, he was completely naked.

I'm quite curious as to how you were able to listen in on my thought messages, Sera grinned as her snake-like eyes continued piercing into her new captured prey's eyes. Her right hand reached up and her index and middle fingertips touched Thirteen's forehead. I can sense something quite special about you, Berserker. Do you know why I'm calling you Berserker? You'll find out sooner or later, but for now... let's try something fun. What I'm interested in right now is your innate intuitive abilities. Accept this gift and your life will never be the same. You'll be able to understand and see what others cannot. Use this gift wisely or I'll make your life a living hell.

Thirteen's consciousness started to falter.

Trust yourself for once and let go of all fear, Berserker.

Thirteen blacked out.

*****

"Ugh... what happened?" Thirteen muttered as he sat up. His head was pounding and he wasn't quite sure why. He looked around, but wasn't able to see anything. Once his visioni cleared, he could see the face of Trent. "Huh? I thought you left."

"As if I could leave behind a fellow voyeur," Trent chuckled as he started slapping Thirteen's back. "Man, I thought we lost you for a moment there."

"Why are you slapping my back?" Thirteen asked even though he did nothing else to stop his new friend. "Also, I'm not a voyeur. I just wanted to check something, alright?"

"Are you okay?" A third voice asked.

"Monica? What're you doing here?" Thirteen snapped his head and looked up at his other new friend. He blinked, then started looking around himself. He was back in the school hallway next to his open locker. His attention went back to Monica and as soon as it did, he asked, "Is that a sword... are you wearing P.E. clothes?"

"Huh? Um... yes, er..." Monica blushed as she moved a katana behind her back. Suffice to say, she was attractive with her athletic body and pale soft skin. Her white shirt was tight against her body and her long legs were showing. She opened her mouth to change the subject, "So why were you-"

"We won't ask if you don't ask," Trent suggested with crossed arms and a quirked eyebrow.

"Right... okay then... see you guys tomorrow... I guess," Monica grinned as she back off before running away.

"Uh... demon hunter?" Thirteen muttered as he blinked to himself.

"Huh?" Trent looked down at the other student with a questioning look to his eyes. When he didn't get an answer, he shrugged and grinned, "So how bout those two chicks, huh? Was that wild or what? I gotta start hanging out with Sera."

"Um... right..." Thirteen muttered before standing up. He walked down the hall in the direction that Monica headed while thinking about what had happened. Suddenly, a thought entered his mind. He muttered, "Dog..."

Accept this gift and your life will never be the same. You'll be able to understand and see what others cannot. Use this gift wisely or I'll make your life a living hell.

Instead of the front entrance, he went to the back doors and opened them.

Trust yourself for once and let go of all fear...

He stepped outside and into the remaining sunlight of the day.

Berserker.

Kelly's Sexy Schoolgirl Panties - Chapter 2

emily on Teen Stories

Jim was shocked.  He didn’t know how to react to this.  His head told him he was playing with fire here, but his cock was sending very different messages to his brain.  As Kelly rubbed his penis slowly, he felt it growing bigger and bigger.  The spunk was seeping out of the end of it already, making a wet patch on his trousers.  It reminded him of his surreptitious visits to backstreet porn shops, when af

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ter a few minutes browsing he would always have sticky trousers. 

He had been married, but his wife had died some time ago.  Not that he wasn’t still interested in women.  Quite the opposite in fact.  It was just that they didn’t seem very interested in him.  Masturbation was one of his great pleasures in life, and at least it was free.  Well, almost free.  He had to buy his porno mags, and his porno videos, then there were the telephone sex lines which he spent so much time on.  He wondered sometimes what his neighbours in this respectable area would think if they knew how he spent his time.  It was alright for them, though.  They all had wives or lovers.  All he had was his porn collection and a telephone.  Not fair really.

Kelly was still rubbing his cock, and he was afraid he was going to come, and make a fool of himself.  He had to control himself somehow.  He thought about his beloved car.  It worked.  His cock started to subside.

"You think I'm ugly, don’t you?"

"Of course I don’t.  You're really pretty."

"You’ve never even noticed me before.  And I've been delivering your papers for months."

" I have noticed you.  I've watched you from behind my curtains, and I've wanted to talk to you but didn’t dare.  Why did you touch me though?"

"I was lonely, and I just wanted someone to notice me.  I thought it would make you want me, but now I'm not so sure.  You don’t fancy me, do you?"

Jim thought for a few seconds that he'd blown the biggest chance he'd ever had in his life.  Here was a young girl who'd had her hand on his cock, and all he could do was think about cars to get rid of an erection.  What on earth must she think? 

"I was afraid someone would see us."

"Let's go inside then", said Kelly, and gave him a sweet little smile.

 Jim followed her into the kitchen like a lamb to the slaughter, thinking this beautiful young girl had the hots for him when all she really wanted to do was blackmail him.  Poor bastard.

He pulled the curtains so no one could see in, hardly able to believe his luck, but all the while scared stiff in case he got caught.  He knew what he was about to do was wrong, so very wrong, but nothing was going to stop him now.

Kelly sat on the table and opened her legs just a fraction.  She kicked off her clumpy black school shoes, and sat there swinging her legs tantalisingly.  Jim watched her as she lifted her legs onto the table and sat there, smiling.  He was utterly fascinated by this lovely creature, and stared at her like an idiot. 

"What's the matter?", she said.

"I think I love you".

"Don't be silly".

"I haven't been this close to a girl like you for more than 40 years".

She giggled, and playfully touched his bulging trousers with her foot.  He held her foot, feeling its warmth through the white cotton socks.  She was beautiful, from her warm little feet to her long blonde hair, and she was his for the taking.  God had been kind to him at last.

He wondered what to do next.  Where should he start?  He had here on his kitchen table a lovely blonde schoolgirl, in her uniform too, from her white socks to her grey pleated skirt, and her blue blouse.  He could see her pert young breasts jutting out under the blue blouse, and he wondered what her nipples were like.  Kelly drew her knees together under her, only too aware that in doing so she was exposing her little white cotton panties.  Jim stopped bothering about her nipples.  His eyes were almost out on stalks.  Panties! 

Jim had a bit of a problem with panties.  Some would call it a fetish.  He would stop at nothing for a flash of a girl's knickers, and here was this lovely 18 year old showing off her panties like there was no tomorrow. 

Kelly could hardly fail to spot the effect she was having on him.  He gawped at her in amazement as she slowly moved her knees apart, exposing herself completely to his stare.  She lay there on the kitchen table, the soles of her feet flat on the table top, her skirt up to her waist, and her legs wide apart. 

"You like looking at my panties, don't you?"

He gulped.

"Do you want to touch me……..down there?"

Did he?  More than anything he had ever wanted before in his life. 

Kelly pulled his hand towards her.  It didn’t take much. 

"Touch me then".

Jim put his hand on Kelly's white panties.  He was physically shaking, with a strange combination of excitement and fear. 

"Properly, then."

He was more than a bit taken aback by all of this.  18 years old and she was behaving like a little slut.  He was embarrassed by the whole thing, and she was just lying there with her legs apart, skirt round her waist, egging him on to finger her cunt.

So why not, he thought?  He rubbed his second and third fingers gently up and down her crotch, pushing the thin white cotton material into Kelly's pussy.  As he stroked her cunt she started getting very wet inside.  So were Jim's pants, as his cock started dribbling cum. 

His mind raced ahead.  He imagined himself standing over Kelly, his erect penis in his hand.  She was licking it, whilst at the same time dipping the middle finger of her right hand in and out of her cunt.  She lifted her finger to Jim's mouth.  He could smell the girly cunt sort of smell that only young girls cunts smelt of.  It was beautiful.  He licked the finger held out to him, and tasted the musky scent of Kelly's young cunt.  Kelly was still licking his cock, and he thrust it hard into her mouth.  A warm gush of sticky white semen spurted out of his cock.  He felt good.  The cum shot out all over Kelly's pretty young face.  This was a dream.  His cock kept on coming like there would be no end to it.  Jim was wanking himself off over her upturned face, as the creamy white seed spurted out of his prick all over her eyes, her nose and into her rosebud mouth. 

Spurt after spurt of hot spunk spattered onto Kelly's face, until it was dripping down and into her mouth.  Jim's cock was still spurting as he continued his everlasting orgasm, shooting spunk up Kelly's nostrils and into her blonde hair.  Would it never stop?  Kelly pursed her lips, shaping them like a tight little arsehole.  He pushed his spurting cock into her mouth, splashing his seed across her chin as he did so.  In out, in out, in out, shooting load after load right to the very back of Kelly's throat.  She opened her mouth wide.  Jim's cock just kept on spunking, until her pretty mouth was full to the brim.

His cock stopped its spurting just in time to stop the poor girl from drowning.  She was gagging and choking with the overflowing semen, dripping down her chin, leaving dark blue wet smears down her nice clean blue school blouse. 

"Swallow it, you little whore".

Kelly swallowed the gloopy sticky semen as fast as she could.  She wanted to spit it out, but Jim wouldn’t let her. 

"Don’t spit it out, or I'll piss in your mouth until you choke".

He couldn’t believe he was saying or doing these things, but here he was with this young schoolgirl on his kitchen table.  Seeing was believing, after all.

Kelly swallowed the mouthful of cum, as she was told.  It was salty and she felt sick.  She retched, and spewed up most of Jim's semen onto the floor.

"You little cunt.  How dare you waste my spunk like that."

Jim's cock was still hard, with spunk still dribbling out of it.  He wanted to punish Kelly for not swallowing all his come, and without really thinking forced his cock into her mouth, though she tried to stop him.  His balls felt swollen and tense, and he had the feeling he sometimes had in the middle of the night after a heavy drinking session.  He had to have a pee, but here he was with his cock in this girl's mouth, and he didn’t want to waste any time. 

His cock was bursting, and not with semen this time. 

"Keep your mouth open, you little whore".

Kelly could guess from the look on his face what was going to happen next, and she didn’t want it. 

"I've got to get back now,” she said, starting to get down from the table.

"Oh no you don’t.  Lie back on that table and open your mouth."

Kelly could see she was in big trouble now, so she did as she was told.  Jim held his cock over her pretty little face, and began to piss all over her.  Kelly started to cry, it was so awful.  The tears streamed down her face and mixed with Jim's warm yellow pee.  She did as she was told and opened her mouth wide.  The piss from Jim's cock spattered into her open mouth, filling it until it overflowed all over her pretty little face.  She grinned, thinking this was the best way to save herself from even more trouble.  Jim had stopped peeing into her at last, and she lay there grinning, her mouth full of his hot piss. 

Kelly slowly started to drink down the yellow fluid, as Jim watched.  Slowly, it vanished down her throat, leaving her mouth salty and smelling of urine.  Jim felt an overwhelming urge to taste her mouth.  He put his tongue into Kelly's hot little mouth, and licked all round it.  Their tongues met, and they shared the salty taste of Jim's piss.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

my erotic lesson

rianiTF on Teen Stories


one afternoon in ICT i was sat next to a girl then i thought was rather fit and had ecanally felt her minge and tits but today so going alryt she had made no signs of wanting any sexaul actions so i just got on with my work for that day when i felt her hand rubbing up and down on my leg until she touched my cock and took her hand away so i thought i join in on the fun and felt up her leg until i tought her minge then i took me hand away she did the same again and this time kept her hand there for a whil wich trigger the start of a hardon and i felt up her skirt againg and rubbed her hot pant where her virgina lay and then took it away

she didnt do anything for the next ten mins until she said my name so i looked across and she had takin off her hotpants and reveled a neatly s

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haven virgina she took my hand and put it on her pussy and told me to rub.

now this would uselyy be a strange thing to do in middle of a ICT esson but most of the people where sitting on the other side of the room and i stared to rud her bald pusy her let out a silent moan of the penertration of my finger into her pussy it started to finger her gently touchen her clit i could feel she was gettin weter and weter i sped up the pace a in wich my fingers where penertrating her wet pussy her body jolted wich was obilvouisly her first orgasm then

the bell went and end of class but the action didnt stop there we headed of toward some lockers that we qickly moved forward so we could fir behind them then i began again fingering her in and out faster i went until she whispered in my ear "my turn" so i stopped for now and i could already feel her undoing my fly and trouser clip then i felt her and on my erection and started to toss me off she had a perfect techniqe starting slow with a fairly hard grasp and then getting faster sqeezing hat bit tighter she backed me agaisnt the wall and then let my trousers go and fell to her knees i could only guess wat she was going to do and with that thought i felt the warm slivery feel of her mouth over the head of my cock and sge was ggod at this blowjob thing aswell deepthroating me evertimeuntill i cummed in mouth and she swalled it straight away got and then said to me " make me cum" so then we switch i got down on my knees and inserted my tounge into her minge and started to lick her clit and in no time at all pussy jucies were flying all over the roof of my mouth

and i got bak up and we both got changed and the bell rang for lunch and of we went

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Amanda from the Video Store

D.O. Mann on Teen Stories

Thinking of Amanda got me hard for a year. About 5-7 and perhaps 140, she has to hide her tits under baggy company polo shirts but a couple of times I'd seen what appeared to be a damn nice rack bouncing around in there and she appeared to have a very acceptable ass as well. From talking to her in the store, I found out she banged a guy in his forties when she was sixteen, fucked about twenty guys overall and even slept with a couple of girls. We talked for six months or so about going out to dinner and she kept putting me off. Then one summer night, she agreed.

We went to a casual place for pizza and talked for about an hour about all of her problems. She told me about her lose

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r boyfriend, loser parents, loser job...all the usual crap nineteen-year-olds with alcoholic parents and no future complain about. Meanwhile, though, she was wearing a slightly tighter polo shirt than usual and I was treated to the sight of a set of tits straining in what had to be a 36DD bra and maybe even bigger. My dick went to major wood, especially a couple of times when she talked about different guys or girls she'd fucked and her nipples got hard and started poking through her bra and shirt.

In the car afterward we drove around awhile looking at houses and continuing our chat. I reached over and started to rub her neck and told her everything in her life would be fine. She told me what I was doing felt really good so I kept at it, even lifting her shirt out of her skirt in back and rubbing there. She leaned forward slightly, very compliant, and I rubbed all the way up to her bra strap using some lotion I kept in the glove box just in case. Pretty soon I undid both hooks, holding my breath as I did and thinking she'd tell me to stop. Instead she teased me about being pretty good with one hand...

(Much More to Come)

New Daddy

RockyBeefhook on Teen Stories

Amanda didn't want a big 18th birthday party; she just wanted to hang out with a few close friends. She planned to go out with her best friend, Jamie, and her boyfriend, Jason. They planned to go to the mall, and then back to Jason's house to go in the pool, watch movies, order pizza, and just hang out.

At the mall, a lot of shopping was done and a lot of gifts were bought for Amanda. She was having a great time. They got a little hungry, and decided to head over to the food court.

When they were just about done eating, a guy who looked about the same age as them came up to them and introduced himself. "Whats up, ladies?" he said and told them his name was Nick. He sat down and began talking. He seemed not to notice Jason, being more interested in the
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two girls. He was mostly talking to Amanda, probably on account of her looks. Amanda had modest-looking breasts, when in fact she wore a 32D bra, and her ass was tight and plump. She was skinny but shapely, with a good tan, reddish-brown hair, and a very pretty "girl-next-door" face. Nick was talking to her like he thought he was God's gift to women, and he swore a lot and showed little respect to any of them. Nick learned that Amanda and Jason had been going out since their freshman year, and his focus immediately shifted to Jamie, a step lower than Amanda in looks, but still fairly attractive.

Amanda didnt like Nick at all. She personally thought he was an asshole, and Jason seemed to feel the same way. But Jamie, for reasons unknown, seemed to really like him and she invited him back to Jason's house. Not wanting to be mean, Amanda simply said that it was up to Jason. Jason said it was cool with him, although he wanted anything but to have this cocky "top-dog" asshole in his house.

Amanda thought her birthday was ruined as she sat in the back seat of her boyfriend's car - Nick called "shotgun" - on the way to his house. When they arrived, Jamie brought up that Nick didnt have a suit.

"I'll just use one of Jay's," he said, without the slightest bit of inquiry in his voice. Nick was really getting on Jason's nerves and he gave Amanda a look that she shot right back, showing she felt the same way.

Jamie began walking to her house to get her suit after refusing Jason's offers to drive her, but she insisted on walking, as her house was but two blocks away from Jason's.

Amanda put on her small black bikini and Nick commented on how much bigger her tits looked and how much he liked them. Jason slipped into some shorts, and after supplying Nick with a suit and directing him to the bathroom, Jason brought Amanda into his room and sat her down on the bed for a private discussion.

"Who the hell does this guy think he is?!" he said.

"I know, he's such an asshole," Amanda said. "I don't like him at all. We just met him and he's acting like he's known us for years and we're supposed to just put up with him. Did you see how many times he stared at my chest?"

"I saw, and he stopped talking to you completely when you mentioned you were with me, like you were useless to him."

"Why the hell did Jamie invite him back here? What could she possibly like about that dirtbag?"

"His idea of charm is basically objectifying Jamie, and she went for it!"

Just then, Nick burst through the door.

"Yo, Jay, your suit is too tight, my balls can't breathe in it."

Jason was appalled that Nick would bust into his room like that. Amanda was equally shocked.

"Have you ever heard of knocking?" Jason asked, angrily.

"Yea, but I knew I wouldn't be interrupting anything. Your too much of a pussy to get any pussy, Jay. I bet you two haven't even done more than kiss."

"That's none of your business," Amanda said, "and we're not together just for that stuff."

But Nick was right. Jason had never gotten Amanda to go for anything besides making out. He got his hand in her pants once or twice and just rubbed over her mound, but if he tried to get in, Amanda would stop him immediately. They had seen each other naked a few times, but those were mostly accidents or one would ask the other to see him/her naked, but there was never any touching.

"I'll see if I have a bigger suit," Jason said quietly.

"Fuck it, I'll just go in naked. I hope I don't make this girl do something she shouldn't," he said, referring to Amanda.

"That's disgusting. At least wear your underwear or something," Amanda said sharply.

"Sorry, babe, but I never wear underwear. And besides, I wouldn't wanna deprive you of the view," Nick replied, "or anything else..."

"Please..." she said. "Like I would even look."

"Oh, well I guess you wouldn't mind if I got ready for the pool right here," he said, unbuckling his belt.

"Dude, don't, let me find you some shorts, man," Jason said.

But it was too late. Nick dropped his pants and his cock bobbed out, swinging free. He threw his pants on the bed, still standing in the doorway, waiting for a response to his actions.

Amanda's eyes went wide and her jaw dropped open at the sight of Nick's dick. She remembered seeing Jason's hard dick, and him saying it was about 5". Nick's was still soft and it was just about as big as Jason when he was hard.

"What's-a-matter, baby?" Nick asked mockingly. "Ain't ya ever seen a real man's meat before?" He grabbed it and flopped it around.

Jason was in a daze at what just happened, like Amanda. The asshole he just met was now jerking off in his doorway. Not to mention the butterflies that began flurrying in Jason's stomach at the sight of Nick's genitals.

"Look at this girl," Nick said. "Look at her mouth hangin' open like that. She looks hungry. Think I should give this bitch a taste, Jay?"

Jason could barely hear him. He was still in shock, and his surprise increased when he realized that Amanda wasn't protesting. She simply stared at Nick's cock with her jaw hanging open and her eyes wide as it grew.

Taking Jason's silence and Amanda's open mouth as an invitation, Nick walked slowly toward Amanda, his dick fully erect at 8" long and almost 2" wide.

Amanda followed Nick's bobbing cock with her eyes as it neared her, coming within inches of her face as Nick stopped. She put her hands on his thighs and very lightly pushed him away. It was all the strength she could put forth to stop what she knew was about to happen. She was fully aware of her open mouth, and the target it presented for Nick's arrogantly perfect manhood.

"You wanna smell what you're about to eat, slut?" Nick asked without asking.

Nick reached to the back of her head and softly gripped the juncture of her neck and head. He pulled her head slowly toward his crotch. The strength of Amanda's push increased, but she knew she couldn't stop this boy whom she hated so much from taking her mouth as he wanted it, and she still didn't close her mouth to prevent it.

While pulling Amanda's face toward his crotch, Nick pulled his cock to the side, avoiding her mouth for the moment. Instead he rubbed his dick on Amanda's cheek, while bringing her face to his balls.

"Smell those balls, baby. They aint been washed today."

The thick odor of male musk filled Amanda's nostrils and she sucked in the disgusting scent like she wanted to inhale him. Her mouth opened wider and her tongue stretched out of her mouth, toward the bottom of his dirty balls as they hung under his tyrant of a cock.

Nick's fingers gripped her hair and pulled her away just before she could taste his heavy balls. She leaned in harder but couldn't get close enough to what she wanted.

Amanda couldn't believe herself. She hated this kid and yet she wanted to taste him, swallow him, worship him. To Amanda, it didn't matter anymore that this was Nick's cock. All she knew was that it was the most powerful thing she'd ever seen and she wanted to surrender to it fully.

She licked at the head, just missing it as Nick pulled it away. Amanda whimpered softly as his cock moved out of reach. She looked up into Nick's eyes, and a tear rolled down her face.

Seeing how upset she was getting, Nick decided to be a nice guy and let her taste him. He wiped the tear from her face with his cock, rubbing her cheek with his dick. Amanda turned her head and tried to get a mouthful of him, but he pulled away once again. Two more tears fell from her beautiful eyes and Nick slowly pushed the head of his dick between her lips.

Amanda sucked on the head for about a minute. Then Nick finally leaned into her face and filled her mouth completely. She cried even more, tears streaming down her face as she slowly slid her lips up and down his shaft. She cried out of sorrow for willingly becoming Nick's cocksucker, against her will. She cried out of happiness for finally being allowed to taste his dick. But she cried most because she could only get about half of it in her mouth.

"Mmmmuhhmm," she moaned as Nick pulled himself out of her mouth.

"You want more?" Nick asked.

Amanda moaned.

"Lick my balls, bitch."

Nick pulled her head down and tilted it up as he moved her face under his sack. Amanda licked and sucked his balls like they were candy, tasting the dried sweat that caked them. She loved the dirty, salty taste and she took both nuts into her mouth and sucked on them. By now, her hands had moved up to where his thighs met the bottom of his ass, and she squeezed and pulled as she devoured his nasty balls.

"You want more cock?"

Amanda groaned a muffled "mm hmm" into his ball-sack.

"Tell me what you want," he said as he pulled her from his balls. "You won't get anything unless you tell me what you want."

"I wanna suck it," Amanda quietly replied.

"I don't give a shit about what you wanna do," he said. "Tell me what you need."

"I....need you to let me have it."

"Have what?"

"Your cock... please..."

"Holy shit, you sure picked a good slut, Jay. You just gotta learn how to open 'em up, man," Nick said to the still catatonic Jason. Then, to Amanda: "Turn over, lay on ur back."

Amanda quickly obeyed, acting like his cock-slave. She layed on her back and hung her head from the edge of the bed.

Nick dropped his balls into Amanda's mouth again and she worshipped them. She submitted completely as she licked and sucked at his nutsack, savoring the taste and living for the scent. After a few minutes, she grabbed his shaft and tried to manuever it into her mouth, whispering almost inaudibly, "Come on."

Nick pushed her hand away and smacked her in the mouth with his dick, causing Amanda to moan as her inner bottom lip was cut on one of her teeth.

"Shut the fuck up, bitch. I'll feed you my cock when I'm good and ready." He held her head up by the back of her neck and rubbed the underside of his dick all over her cheeks and eyes. "Beg me for my cock."

"Please," Amanda whimpered softly as she fell in love with the beautiful organ she was blessed enough to be able to surrender herself to. The sensation she received from Nick's cock rubbing into her face was almost euphoric. "Let me suck your cock..." she begged quietly.

"Good girl," he said with a smile, which made Amanda smile back, feeling that she made him happy. Nick then lowered himself until his dick was in line with his bitch's mouth. He held her neck and slowly pushed his cock into her mouth.

Amanda's moans of pleasure as her new owner's cock entered her mouth turned into groans of protest as his head hit the back of her throat and didn't stop.

"Swallow it."

Amanda tried to swallow, but she began to gag and choke on his cock, which was even more pleasurable to him.

"Hold your breath," Nick said as he forced his way into Amanda's throat, and the sounds of her gagging and choking stopped and the room went silent as Amanda's air supply was cut off by Nick's thick cock.

The only sound that filled the room was made by Amanda's legs moving about, as she struggled for air.

She was allowed to breathe again, for a few seconds, before Nick began to slowly pump in and out of her throat, making her gag uncontrollably. Tears once again poured out of her eyes and she thought she might vomit.

Jason's expression was still lifeless but his shorts were tented up and Nick noticed.

"Hahaha, looks like your pretty boy is getting off on watching you betray him," Nick said. "Tell ya what, Jay. I'll let you stick your dick in this slut's mouth, just 'cuz I feel bad."

Jason halfway snapped out of it and began quickly undressing as Nick still pounded his slutty girlfriend's throat slowly but strongly.

Amanda gurgled and gasped for air as Nick's cock was dislodged from her throat, and he backed off. She noticed Jason's small prick next to her face. She looked at it and made a sour face, then got up off the bed and fell to her knees in front of Nick again.

"Haha, would ya look at that," Nick said mockingly.

Jason became enraged and pulled Amanda off Nick's cock and to her feet by her hair.

"What the fuck?!" he screamed. "First you suck another guy's dick right in front of my face after being together for years, and now you won't give me shit?! Get outta my house you... whore!" with that, Jason let go of her hair, only to have it seized by Nick's hand, which then pushed her to her knees again.

"Oh, shut the fuck up, retard. Just sit there and watch and maybe I'll let you taste my dick, too," Nick said over the sound of Amanda slurping on his cock. "Or do ya want me to knock the shit outta you for talkin' to my bitch like that?"

Jason didn't reply. His eyes just went wide, realizing that Nick could easily kick his ass or even kill him if he wanted to.

"Sit your ass down and enjoy the show, and maybe I'll share her," Nick said.

Hearing this, Amanda looked up to Nick with questioning eyes and a mouthful of his dick. Nick smiled and shook his head no, signalling that he wouldn't make her even touch Jason.

Amanda squealed gleefully and went back to work on her favorite dick. She was now sucking slowly up and down his cock, while rubbing his balls with one hand and slowly beating the rest of his dick off with the other hand.

Nick felt himself nearing an orgasm and groaned. Amanda loved hearing him make sounds that showed she was doing a good job, and she sped up a little.

Nick's cock exploded in Amanda's mouth and she moaned loudly as his cum hit the back of her throat. As Nick came, Jason got up, beating off furiously, and hopped over to them. He began shooting his load in Amanda's hair just as Nick shot the last of his load into Amanda's face. Nick opened his eyes and saw what Jason was doing, and he shoved him, sending him flying back onto the bed, where the rest of his cum shot onto his stomach.

Nick picked Amanda up like a prince would a princess and walked over to the bed. Amanda picked up Nick's pants from the bed and threw them over his shoulder. She then looked at Jason and cracked a small smile at him. Then she spat Nick's entire load of cum all over Jason's face.

Jason gagged and coughed and Nick laughed and turned toward the door just as Jamie showed up in the doorway.

"What the fuck just happened?!" she screamed.

Amanda grinned and wiped some of Nick's cum from her chin with her finger, then put it in her mouth and sucked it clean.

Nick and Amanda both laughed and headed down the stairs.

Jamie's attention was diverted from Jason's pathetic form on the bed to the sight of Nick's heavy cock and balls swinging around between his thighs as he left the room. She then looked back at Jason, his little pecker hanging limp and a huge load of cum on his face. He couldn't even look her in the eye.

Jaime could here Amanda downstairs as they headed toward the door.

"Are you gonna fuck me now?" she asked like a little girl. "Pleeeeaaaaase???"

"I was thinking of using Jamie's bed." Nick replied.

Jamie gave Jason a pitiful look, then turned around and headed down the stairs.

"Wait up guys!"

Sorry for the lack of character development; this was my first story and I wrote it a while ago, so please give me some criticism, good or bad...