sp;We pulled up to his house and I headed toward the pool. I was over Brian's house alot so I knew both of his parents well, Bob and Karen. They seperated though about six months ago. Karen took custody of Brian and his brother Kurt. I opened the gate to get into the backyard and Karen was tanning in a low cut bikini that showed alot of cleavage. I never looked at Karen sexually, but as a 17 year old almost anything turns me on. I was trying not to stare, but couldn't keep my eyes off them. I don't think she ever noticed though. I was hoping she was wearing bikini bottoms but she was wearing a skirt. Brian wanted to get something to eat before going swimming so I stayed outside and talked to Karen hoping to see a little more. Let me tell you about Karen she is about 5' 2'' red hair, 36C tits and a nice round ass. She openly talks to us about girlfriends and sex. I never feel uncomfortable talking to her, except about those sex. She is cool though always letting me stay over and stuff.  

mock lust, sucking the strawberry not even hard enough to tear the skin.

"No thanks.. You're underage!" I tease, having been constantly teasing her about being young since the moment I met her..


She smiles softly, shaking her head and pulling her soft pink lips from around the fruit, shrugging and tossing it back in the bowl. I laugh a little, moving around the bed to grab a handful of rose petals, having already been told to spread the odd-scented flowers atop the duvet. Louise smiles, raising a brow and noting that I seemingly "would look good as a bridesmaid!". To be honest, I enjoyed having a laugh like this, she was hard-to-get, not cold but, almost unatainable she was that fiesty. Now I never thought I had a chance with a girl like this, but this didn't stop me from staring longingly at her adolescent ass, or her perfectly pert 34D tits.

"Would you ever get married?" She asks me curiously. To which I reply with a shrug.

"I don't think I could bare only having sex with one person over and over again..." I half-joke.

To my surprise, she agrees "Me neither I like a little vareity."

"You're only fifteen.. You shouldn't have had sex!" I gasp playfully.

"I have... A few times.. None were very good though, y'know.. Little boys and their little toys!" She mocks.

I laugh, hissing slightly "Wow that was cold!" I cheer, smirking.

"Technically (She emphasises) I'd still have my cherry if it wasn't for the horse-riding." She admits.

"Well.. Trust me. I don't have that problem, not that you'll ever find out!" I mock, laughing a little as I return to the hall to grab the cleaning utensils.

"You doin' the bathroom I assume?" She asks.

"I might as well" I reply calmly, giving it not another thought as I move into the room, shutting the door and setting to work.

After only a few minutes I push the door aside, setting the liquids aside and pulling the gloves from my hand. I turn, raising a brow and gasping a little as I find Louise sprawled out across the couples' bed. To add to my surprise she'd positioned rose-petals cunningly around the areas I most wanted to see, only a fraction of her tiny pussy lips were visible, clearly bald and clearly wet. Her nipples were hidden well, although the petals were pushed up slightly, her body reacting to what she was obviously feeling.

"I...I.. Louise...?" I stutter, confused as I see this tender underager laying across this massive bed, so vulnerable yet still having that fiery spark in her eyes.

"I.. I want you to show me what a real boy can do.." She near-moans, trying to sound as seductive as possible, despite her clear reluctance.

"You're underage, what if someone walks in?" I ask suddenly, motioning to the door which I now see is locked.

"Then take me before anyone gets here..." She whispers, biting softly at her lip, her soft blonde hair cascading across her smooth form, her gentle blue eyes focused on me.

I move uneasily towards her, my excitement obvious as my tight work-trousers stretch, tenting quickly as I see this exposed teen lick at her lips. I reach for my t-shirt, tossing it aside swiftly as my muscular form becomes visible, my washboard-like stomach matched only by the definition in my arms. I smile, knowing this pleased her, now unzipping my zip gently, kicking both shoes and socks aside before undoing the top button. I let my bottoms fall, my boxers now just standing there proud as my massive erection sits just before her beautiful body. I reach straight for my bottoms, sliding a condom from my wallet swiftly, she calls out:

"No.. I'm on the pill and I've been tested... I want to really feel you, nothing keeping us apart!" She moans.

I reach down slowly, letting my boxers fall and releasing all nine throbbing inches, my massive shaft pulsing firmly as I kneel before her. I slowly bite at the rose-petals, peeling them away and smelling the musky smell of a fresh, tight teen. I slide my tongue between her thighs and pussy-lips, teasing her as I lap up some of her adolescent juices. I then begin gently parting her wet lips, my tongue barely touching her as I slide from bottom to top lustfully, catching her clit just the once.I then take my finger and slowly rub back and forth outside her hole, just my fingertip entering her as I now concentrate my tongue on her tiny, erect clit. She moans a little, grabbing my hair and pulling slightly, whispering:

"Oh I like that... Th-Thats new!" She groans, arching her back.

"Are you a big enough girl for two?" I ask, sliding my single digit gently back and forth.

"I don't know I'm quite...Ahhhh!" She groans loudly, whincing a little as I force a second finger aside the first, stretching her slightly.

I mercilessly pump my fingers in and out, trying my best to prepare her for what was to come. I suck softly on her clit before retracting both fingers, sitting my knees inside her thighs, but far apart enough to bring my cock to stroke her aching sex.

"I don't know about this now.. I.. It hurts.." She whimpers slightly, my massive tip touching at her sodden lips.

"It won't for long babe.. I promise!" I say quietly, pressing the tip slowly against her, stretching her already trying to force my way in.

"NOOO! Stop.. Please stop! It hurts.. It's too big.. Please!!" She screams, moving her hands to her crotch.

"I'm sorry babe.." I groan, forcing the next few inches into her tiny cunt, forcing her apart as her cum lubes my shaft.

"Please.. Oohh god... No.. Ungh... Mmm" She moans a little, her body now accepting the first half of my huge cock, her walls opening a little.

"Do you want the rest..?" I groan, kissing your neck slightly as I slowly edge back and forward.

"Slowly babe..." She pleads.

I comply, gently edging myself deeper into her tiny hole, her juices squelching a little as the poor teen's tear-stained cheeks part, her mouth opening into a perfect "o" as she feels me touch that special spot. I press firmly against her, forcing myself against her hairless pussy, as deep as our bodies allow. I lean down, kissing her neck gently and nibble at her tender flesh. I slowly grab her hips, pulling myself from her dripping slit, on which she comments:

"No.. keep goi.. Unggghhh!!" She groans as I force all nine inches once more inside her tiny body, jutting her upwards on the large, rose-strewn bed.

"Have you ever came before?" I ask between breaths, regulating myself whilst pounding against her.

"No.. I.. Ungh.. Nevre got to.. OH!" She grunts, turning her head side to side as her body reacts to my invading shaft.

"Well... When I cum.. You'll cum...!" I groan, pounding back and forth steadily now.

"I...Ungh.. I don't think I can keep... OHH!... quiet..!" She adds breathlessly, moaning already quite loudly.

"Ungh... Scream for me babe.. Oh.. Scream!" I say louder, pounding into you as hard as I can, now speeding up swiftly, nearing breaking point.

"That's it... fuck me! I'm a dirty little girl... Oh! Fuck me!!" She cries, her voice steadily rising as I mutter.

"I'm gonna cum... Oh.. Ohhh!" I arch my back faster than ever, hiking her legs up around my shoulders as I force myself deep into her tiny hole, touching her G-spot.

"OH FUCK YES! OH MY FUCKING G-OOOOOO-D!" She screams aloud, her very first orgasm shaking her tiny little body.

I feel her hot cum slip across my shaft, her tiny cunt squeezing me as I suddenly let shot after shot of warm jizz fill her insides, my thrusts slowing as our juices combine noisily, running down across her tiny bubble-butt, juices seeping into her untouched ass. Just as we begin to relax the keys in the door turn, both our heads turning suddenly as my semi-hard cock still sits gently inside her hairless slit. The keys in the opposite side of the door rattling suddenly, someone obviously having heard us screaming and cursing in ecstacy.


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stay home and be bored and embarrassed. Girls with dates on Saturday were "popular" and "important." It didn't matter how popular, just that we were in that "popular" group, you know.

Well that was then and this was now. I'd had my share of dates, carnivals, cinemas. Now a job took my time during the week but that left Saturday night, the only night I really felt like a date. During the days of the week, I had to get ready for work the next day and that was true on Sunday because the next day was work.

Friday I was tired from work. A trip to the local with friends was the usual thing. Sometimes we got off work early. And Friday had unexpected excitement and drives to the beach--but that's another story--another Kitty tale! Tail!

But Saturday, well, I had all day to rest up, get bathed, dressed, clean house, do a few errands, some personal things, get ready for a little fun on a Saturday night and now I had a "steady" guy who was full of fun and ideas and innovations and I always had something to anticipate. I never knew, from one Saturday to the next, what that might be.

One night we went dancing, another the cinema, or a new restaurant. Another night we stayed at my place, had supper and played cards, on one occasion we played strip poker (I lost! but got a prize anyway.) and then games apres strip poker...we were in the mood you know. We were often in the mood before, during, after...even in between...our games and adventures. Sometimes on the way to the cinema, or in the parking lot at the restaurant. I never knew the surprises he had for me so I let them come as they would. He was full of ideas and I was willing to play.

He said we should have a French night. French cuisine, a quiche Lorraine, French wine, of course, endive salad, vinegarette dressing, and...a French maid (that was my part in the French night) and a "French" movie. I spent all day getting ready: candles lit, vinegarette and endive, quiche ingredients--he was bringing the wine--and then my role--the "maid." That took some thinking. What did a maid wear for supper--waiting at supper and waiting (eagerly) for after supper?

I put on a short skirt, hemline way above the knees, short sleeve blouse with decolletage, obviously. A lace apron, a frilled wristband, hair up with a Spanish comb--and--to top (or bottom) it off, stockings and suspenders, you could just see the suspendersd at the hemline, no knickers and I was ready for the meal and embarrasingly wet just getting into my outfit and the evening hadn't started. I wondered if we would get to the main course or make our own, skipping the food. May be "I" was the real main course.

It was in my mind. Making me wet. You know. But it's usually in the mind, isn't it. The thoughts and expectations. He would say: What's under her dress? What are her breasts like after seeing her cleavage? Breasts released to my grasp, caress and touch. I want to suck your nipples and run my tongue over them, feel them tense, grow stiff. But it starts with the idea of the thing. What will come out of his pants when unzipped? To hold John Thomas in my hand and feel it stiffen because of me. The idea...in my mind...making me wet...thinking of release, orgasm...thinking and, not just thinking, making more feelings when I walked or sat.

My guy arrived, roses in one hand, bottle of wine in the other, greeting me with a kiss and much admiring look. "You are alluring you hot French maid," he said. I was already hot and lubricated as I was, walking to the kitchen was getting me hotter. He could have taken me at the door. But prolong it. I quickly opened the wine and stood still for a minute--hoping to cool down a little. We were having a French evening and I at least wanted something to eat before the rest of the expected events.

The table was already set, candles lit, salad waiting, white linen table cloth. My guy was usually on time and I was prepared for our hot and sexy French fantasy evening in this quiet part of England. We had a little wine, relaxing in my lounge as he looked me over. Admiring me. Talk about reading his eyes. He liked the garters and the short skirt and the low neck line--without bra--and he knew it was stockings, suspenders--nothing else to be in the way of our evening. It was the kind of Saturday evening we both had in mind.

I'm glad we had no dessert, it would have been a waste! While serving the salad: a little cuddling--it's what French maids do, the dirty girls!--and kissing--they do that too--and some feels to be certain of my nakedness. His fingers, just touching, were making me so hot my ears throbbed. Of course they slipped right in and made my knees move. I felt very French and dirty and excited. The cooking bell sounded. It was hard to stop for dinner but I forced myself. The quiche was ready (so was I) and even though quiche is not my thing, it was the ambience, and good.

I don't remember the conversation--it was in English--but I remember the wine soothing my throat and I was opening another bottle--and his hand behind me as I bent to pour it--and his damnable fingers again--making me weak. I sat on his lap and fed him a mouthful--of quiche. He kissed me and his English hands were between my "French" thighs again, fingers in and out, thumb on my clit, and me squirming on his lap. Hot!

Then he slapped my bottom and I was off to my chair for a breather. Thank goodness! I was about to come on his lap. My face was red. My breath short. The wine cooling, soothing, drizzling down my throat. I needed a break. He took my hand pulling it to his lap. He was excited, too, John Thomas ( or Juan Pierre?) was stiff and I gave him--John T.--a warm squeeze. I knew where John T. wanted to be--embraced, enveloped, concealed, revealed, enclosed and released, entering and exiting--I squeezed him again.

The wine was gone by the time we stumbled to the couch for the competion of "French Night." We were both lubricated--me doubly--him too--but it was the floor for the finale, and I was ready for that even if it was on the brief side. I was almost coming when he arrived and after the wine and cuddles well...John Thomas took little time to finish me off. I'd been ready and eager all evening. And when he entered it made me come too quick but I couldn't hold it back. It had been in my mind from the beginning and ready to happen. He fucked me again later that night.

But, then on another Saturday his ideas were too much even for me and I didn't want to "Play" his game, this night. I made him a nice supper and picked out a special wine, which we drank. He put a tape in the VCR and we sat down to watch, whatever it was, and it was well...another surprise.

He had put on a French movie--a dirty movie, dirty girls and all that they do and so I got up and opened another bottle. He asked me back to the couch but I washed the dishes instead. I couldn't help taking a peek, of course. It was the Dallas Cheerleaders trying to raise money for a team trip to another city.

It was the mental thing again: cheerleaders--both male and female. My mind saw them as exuberant, scantily dressed, jumping and leaping, showing their knickers and legs, maybe some cleavage. Spreading their legs, leaping in the air and landing in the boys arms, knickers exposed. Usually cute girls and cute guys. The whole thing was in the imagination and very sexual. Imagine how they'd look naked. Rip off the knickers, or the buys' shorts for that matter from the female point of view, how would they look and spread those legs now, sweetheart and let's see what happens. Let's see your dicks and balls. You're all excited. Let's cool you down as only a good Rogering will do to a willing girl and guy. I wondered about taking down the athletic guy's shorts and getting a good Rogering myself as I peeked at the show on the telly. These weren't ordinary cheerleaders they were cheerleaders from imagination.

 

Soon these "Cheerleaders" were doing unmentionable things to raise money-- licking dicks, giving hand jobs and getting fucked by cocks and groaning and all that. My guy sat and watched the show and I caught a glimpse between dishes. They were fairly ordinary-looking, but pretty girls and I peeked more as the movie went along, finally joining my guy on the couch. I'll admit it was interesting. And watching the situations and the fucking was making my cheeks warm. They looked like they were enjoying it for real.

While I had done some of those things, most of them actually, I hadn't watched someone else doing it, except quick reflections in the mirror or the telly screen of me and my guy doing it and that was sexy. Even if it was ourselves I was watching, it made me hot.

My girlfriends said: "They're all the same. Seen one seen 'em all." But this movie was different. They didn't seem like actors. They seemed like people. Like us. It was fun checking what other people did. And they were much more free in their sex and the more I looked the warmer I got and went for more wine.

By this time, I was also being "checked out." My guy was stiff as a board! The wine had gone to our heads and I was receiving some head of my own and feeling juicy and wet anyway. The movie helped a little, too. It was the idea of the thing. The hot sexual atmosphere in our room infected me. I got wet fast, even before he took off my knickers. He was working me over.

Funny that... I looked at the telly now, at that movie, and one of the cheerleaders was getting a good working over with another cheerleader holding the guy's balls as he was fucking her. I didn't think they were acting. She wasn't acting, anyway. Not the way her fingers clutched at his back and her knees jerked up and she pulled him deeper.

I thought how I would feel in that situation--on a movie set, a cameraman and a director watching, some members of the lighting crew and sound crew watching--looking at my pretty body. My nipples would be hard, I knew they would be. Looking at my soft skin and pretty legs, spread open. I bet the crew would be hot watching me. But it was not just them watching...or the quiet ticking of the movie camera...ticking...ticking...the actor would move up my thighs with his tongue and kiss my mouth. I would spread my legs, just a little at first, more later. I didn't want him to think I was easy. I was a reluctant cheerleader, not a porn actress, and he had to be careful with me, not push me too far, but I was getting hot now and looked up at all the stage crew. All quiet except the camera, ticking...ticking. Many eyes, intently searching my nakedness and openness. Iwas really hot and my lips wet...waiting. My cunt was pulsing... ticking... After all, he was kissing me, feeling my legs and he said a few words of dialogue about how pretty and wet I was. My eyes began to glaze under the hot lights of the studio and I was somewhere else, enjoying the moments, the lights warming my already warm body. I felt human. I needed holding, touching.

This was a job for me at first and I had already been paid for my "work." But I felt his cock bump my fanny as he stood over me. I looked at him. Behind him were lights and anonymous faces, waiting, wanting, all of them wanting me, and him ready. I reached out and he took my hand. I held his stiff cock. It flexed in my hand and the actor smiled. I said my lines: "You're going to help our squad, aren't you Mr. Jones?" He replied: "You do your part--I'll do mine."

He leaned over and kissed me again and worked his way down between my legs. I was trying to prolong it. I didn't know if I could. I needed to hold back. I didn't want to spoil the scene and have to do it over again. At least not that day.

I focused on other things--on gardening...on getting in my car and driving to work...on washing dishes...on eating ice cream and licking the spoon. Then I was in a shower, the water streaming over me and I felt his licking over me up and down and all over...and tried to focus mentally on the lights, the cameras, the crew, the...action but my legs were being held and he spread my lips with his cock on me, poking at me, opening me...slipping inside...inside! And I realized how big was his cock and it was gradually going into me all the way. I got tense and held myself. Waiting. I forgot my lines. He pushed a little and I felt the head enter again. He was a "good" actor--well-designed for his role. He pushed cock further in, withdrew, was wet from me, slippery, pushed further in, spreading me apart, hurting a little. I was hot. Forgot my lines. Resigned to feeling this Thing in me.

I looked at the scene and was away from the scene watching this pretty woman spread herself for this well-built man with the large penis...he was made for the part...and parting the woman's lips, entering her, stroking her, the camera crew very quiet now...he was stroking more and I saw her hands reach down to measure...And then I was on my back and feeling him, resisting the feeling as best I could but I couldn't, I just...could...not...h..h..help...my...self. I began to let go. I hoped they were getting this on film...I was letting go and couldn't stop and grabbed him. "Hurt me, you bastard...." (it wasn't my line but I said it anyway) "Hurt me! Fuck me!" He was all the way in; rammed me again and was entirely into me. I was choking on it...fucking and bucking on it and looked up.

My guy was smiling at me, kissing at my mouth... pushing into me, working me over, working my up, way up and fu...fucking me good. I looked over at the telly. The same thing happening in the movie was happening to me on the floor in my place, beside the couch and I let go and opened and called him "bastard" and "hurt me" and it was real and I couldn't stop coming and clutching his back, lifting to his strokes that made me choke and gasp for air.

I had played my part. I couldn't help it. I was good at it. He told me so between kisses and strokes and lay breathing hard beside me. I nuzzled in his chest and felt a coolness and pulled a throw over us. Just like the movies. The French movie.

Maybe it's true if you've seen one you've seen 'em all but I was actually in this one! And I wasn't just playing a role. I wondered what my next "role" would be like. I couldn't wait to find out!

 

One thing I liked about my life now: I didn't have to wonder what I was going to be doing on Saturday night. When I was growing up, Saturday was that time before Sunday and Sunday dinner. Almost "another" day.

p>I tried to act nonchalant, and spoke to Mrs. Hansen, “Sorry to have run out on you, Mrs. Hansen I should have offered you a cup of tea.” I looked to Mrs. Hansen and I could see a little glimmer in her eye kind of like the cat that ate the canary.

“Oh goodness, Jason, no fret I interrupted you and was kind enough to let me in.” As I leaned in to kiss her cheek I could almost swear I could smell the cum on her breath but I knew it was my imagination. I looked back to Mom and asked if the needed a refill and her affirmative answer directed me to the kitchen were the kettle was still hot. I poured anther pot and headed back to the living room.

The conversation the two ladies were having ran a shiver down my spine. “I know we were supposed to go out to dinner tonight, Connie but I didn’t know the sink would stop up and I beg to reschedule our plans. And that was why I asked if Jason could come over and see if he could help.”

My Mom quickly responded, “Why not call a plumber, Lois they are professional and I’m not sure Jason is capable of unstopping your sink.”

“I hate to call a plumber this late in the day; it would cost me a fortune. If he can’t help I call on Monday and suffer through the weekend.”

Mom relented and as I walked in the room Mom looked over and explained Mrs. Hansen’s problem and asked if I would mind going over and helping. Goosebumps rose on my arms as I mused that maybe this would be an opportunity to lose my virginity but I tried to remain calm as I spoke. “I’d be glad to help.” After what you did a while ago I thought looking straight at Mrs. Hansen it’s the least I can do.

Mom smiled at me and said, “Well, I guess its dinner alone for this lonely widow.” I hoped and prayed that Mom would not invite herself and was relieved when she continued, “There is a movie on tonight and since our plans have changed I will grab a quick bite and curl up on the couch.”

“Jason, go change out of those shorts and put on something more respectable of you are going to Mrs. Hansen’s.”

Mrs. Hansen was quick to the rescue and immediately spoke, “Nonsense, Connie he will probably get dirty anyway, no use ruining good clothes.” I was still standing a few feet from the ladies seated and when I looked to Mrs. Hansen she was staring at my crotch and I noticed the same glimmer as before and I had to set the pot down and turn away as I felt myself getting turned on by the way Mrs. Hansen eyed the bulge tucked inside my tight jean shorts.

I started to run up the stairs and yelled back over my shoulder, “Give me a minute to grab my wallet and house key and I’ll be ready when you are, Mrs. Hansen.” After grabbing the essentials I took down the stairs two at a time and reentered were the ladies were just as Mom and Mrs. Hansen were hugging.

“You take good care of Mrs. Hansen, Jason and call me if you are going to be late.” “Don’t you worry, Connie I’m sure Jason will be good to me.” She said this with a smirk on her face that only I could see.

Mom waved good bye as I held the car door open for Mrs., Hansen. “My, what a gentleman.” Uh Huh I had ulterior motives because I was trying to get a glimpse of her legs, but I didn’t let on and boy did I get a surprise. She not only showed some leg, she hiked up the dress a little and very un-lady like sat on the seat and swung her legs in one at a time. I saw a small glimpse of panty as her leg was swinging in to get settled with the other.

I quickly closed her door and ran to the passenger side and got in before my fledgling erection became noticeable. We drove off towards Mrs. Hansen’s house and as she drove I couldn’t help staring at her bare legs. She hadn’t bothered to pull her dress back down and she caught me staring. “You like my legs, Jason?”

 The sexy tone in her voice kept me from embarrassment and I replied huskily,” Yes, Mrs. Hansen I think your legs are beautiful.”  “Would you like to tough my leg, Jason?” I couldn’t answer, my throat was dry and I was so excited at the thought of touching this mature woman that all I could do was tentatively reach out and rest my hand just above her knee.

“That feels nice, Jason.” She put her hand on top of mine and drew my hand to her thigh and whispered, “Have you felt a woman’s pussy before, Jason?” With that my hand was drawn up to the top of her panties where I could feel they were hot and moist. Oh God, I though I’m going to blow a wad before I get a feel. I squeezed my ass cheeks together to keep from cumming in my pants. I let my middle finger explore lower down the cleft of her crack and I could feel a great deal of moisture.

“You make me so wet, Jason. Pull the leg of my panties aside and touch me.” I did as she asked and when my finger delved into the slit I was amazed at the wetness. I felt proud that I was making her this horny but I was also encouraged by this so I snaked my finger in until I felt the entrance to her canal and shoved my middle finger all the way into her until my palm was flat against her mound. I felt the car swerve some and I looked at Mrs. Hansen’s face and her eyelids were almost closed.

“Should we pull over Mrs. Hansen?”

“Yesss,” she mumbled, and quickly turned into an alley behind a shopping mall and pulled the car to a stop behind a row of dumpsters. She killed the lights and shut off the car. Her legs spread and gave me access to her womanly charms. I tool full advantage and started to pull my middle finger out until just the tip was embedded in her and forcefully rammed my finger back in to the hilt. “Take my panties down, Jason, hurry your finger feels so good in me, I need to cum so bad.”

She lifted her butt off the car seat and I pulled until her panties were around her ankles and she kicked off her shoes and used her foot to remove them completely. That was when I noticed her smell and it was intoxicating. I had never smelled anything like it and my tool was straining to rip my zipper apart. I continued with renewed energy and added another finger to the fuck I was giving her.

Her hips were straining up to meet my fingers and she literally fucked my hand, her juices were abundant and dripping down my wrist. “Oh God your fingers feel good, Jason I am about to cum.” I wanted to experiment a little so I massaged the top of her mound with my thumb and when I encountered the bump at the top center her hips flailed and she cried out. “Yes Jason there. My clit Jason massage my clit.” Taking one dripping finger out her hole I brought it up and flicked her button and the other finger felt the walls of the pussy contract. Another small jolt of juice surrounded my finger.

“Mrs. Hansen can I lick you? I want to make you feel as good as you did me earlier.”

“Oh yes, Jason please lick my pussy.” I removed my fingers from her hole and got out of the car and ran to her side. She brought her legs around the outside of the car door and spread wide. I dropped to my knees and felt the initial grounding of the asphalt skinning me and my first thought was I should have listened to Mom and changed. But even though the knees were suffering nothing was going to stop me from licking my first pussy.

I brought my nose closer to her cunt and sniffed deeply. My dick jumped in my pants in response and I lightly touched her slit with the tip of my tongue and blew warm air into her wetness. Oh what a sweet taste, I love this taste I thought, and I explored further. I stuck my tongue as far as I could up her juicy canal and started tongue fucking Mrs. Hansen feverishly. I reached up with both hands and spread the lips apart and ran my thumb up against her clit.

“Ohhh my God, Jason that feels so good lick me, honey, lick me harder.” I removed my tongue from her hole and flicked up against her clit as she reached down and grabbed my head in both hands and ground her pussy hard against my face. My nose bumped against her pubic bone and although it hurt a little I did not draw back. I increased the tempo against the little button and she was undulating so much I strained to keep my tongue against her and licked harder.

“Ohh yessss, I’m cummimg, lick me, lick me.” I felt the first onslaught of her juices flow against my chin and drip down the crack of her ass. I did not slow licking her and I tried to drink the copious nectar down. She must have become sensitive because she cried, “Stop, Jason I can’t take anymore.” I set back on my haunches and I noticed her eyes were closed and she had a contented look on her face. “That was good; I haven’t felt that good in a long time, Jason.” I smiled sheepishly and when she reached her arms out I fell against her and she hugged me tightly.

She looked into my eyes and bent down and kissed me lightly on my lips and proceeded to lick her cum from my face. My cock started to spew sperm and I was quickly drenched down my leg. It was worth it I thought I got to eat a pussy for the first time and I got a blow job earlier, what could be better? Then I heard, “Let’s hurry home Jason, I want you.”

‚¬Å“ Without any further hesitation she lowered her mouth on my big red head and started her magnificient curly tongue play on it. I moaned with lust. Alltough it wasn´t the first time she do that incredibly good thing with me, I still can´t believe the pleasure it was giving to me. „ Oh mum its so good. Ohh yeah suck my dick you slut.... ohh“ She continued like a blowing devil and it don´t last very long till I feel the pressure building up in my rock hard thing... „ Oh I´m going to cum... mum don´t stop....“ My mum increased her blowing intense as she could feel my cock pumping, than she released him out off her mouth and grapped it tight and stroked it till I explode with an scream of lust. I sent spurt on spurt out of my prick high in the air like an fontaine. And every drop landed with an squishing sound on my belly and builded a little see of cum on it. „I love your spurting son its so intense“ And than she begin to lick all of my cum sea in her throat and swallow all of it. „ I want to fuck your dripping cunt mum... Now!“ „ Yeah I want it too I so horny for it....“ I held my prick in the air so that my mum can sit down on it. I feel her cunt lips on my big head, her cunt juice was soaking on it. Slowly she began to let my mnster in her cunt.... She moaned at every part slowly slipping into it. It is always so tight in there, sooo good. I feel as every time that my prick was hit the end of her cunt and there was some rick left out yet but my mum couldnt take more lenght in her. Than she began to ride me with passion. Ohhh, yeah... fuck me... Danny... ohh yeah... ohhh you motherfucker.. My mom get hornier and wilder with every minute passing by... Ohhh .... I´m cumming... ohh yeah... I can feel her cunt squeezing my prick even more as her body stiffened in her orgasm. But her rding trip was not coming to an end. It continued even more faster and harder. „Ohhh It is sooo good mum“ „Ahhhh you are the bester fucker I had“ We changed positions into doggy style and now I was the active fucking part. And I rammed my dick deep into my mother. With every shove I get faster and harder... and to my suprise deeper. I moaned loudly and I can hear my mother screaming in every tone.. „Ohhh Ahhhh.... uhhhh argghhhh.... don´t stop... go on fuck your mum slut...“ Suddenly I hear another voice. „ You bastards!! ... what are you two doing here....“ It was my father. My mom and I stopped moaning just like that. Silence. Deadly silence. „John.....I don´t know what to say...“ „ You don´t need to, its pretty clear as you still have your sons cock deep inside you. . It is good?“ „What? John..“ „ It is good to feel your son deep inside you?“ „...Ohhh.... welll...humm... Yess..“ „ And it is good to fuck your mums cunt?“ „ Yes! Nothing like that.“ „ I know“ Than I noticed the bulge in his night pants. „ And I see you also think it is good what you see...“, I said. „ Well... yes.“ Than he undressed himself and showed his prick. It was the first time I saw his eight inch meat. I pulled my wanking thing out of my mum too show it to dad and to impress him. It worked. His jaw felt down instantly. „ Wow you have really grown up son. Impressive. Where you got that monster from? What size is it?“ „ Well it is 11 inches long and almost 3 inches thick... And it is still growing“ I smiled with full of proud. „ And you can take it in your cunt, Julie?“ „Yeah it blast me really into space“ Than something unbelievable happend. My fahter touched my meat.. and stroked it. Allthough I never was into have sex with a man, I couldn´t help to be aroused. And i started moaning softly. As he stroked faster he hisper in my ear: Fuck your mums cunt. FUCK IT KNOW. Be brutal. And like I was under mind control I jumped to my mum and oushed it like an warhammer in her cunt. She screamed very loud: AHHHHHHHHHH I fucked her like ther is no tomorrow, while my father stroked his member. „ Got under her“ he said. And as I do he stepped behind my mums ass and rammed his prick into her asshole. And now we both fucked her in her holes. This goes on for almost half an hour. The house were filled with screams and moans of deeply horny lust and it all ended with an simultaneousness explosion of both cocks deep in my mum. While my father and me were pumping our cum into my mother she faded out from her orgasm. As we both pulled our members out of her she was lying on the bed. Unconscious. And cum dripps out of her cunt and her ass. A picture that made me and my father growing again. So we began to stroke our cocks and squirt our next loads on my mothers unconscious body. Than we also sank down exausted. „ Man this was great“ „Yeah“ „ Oh look how you two messed me up!“ My mother smiled as she came back on earth an recoginzed her cum covered body. „ I think there will be a very pleasing time for us ahead.....“ My Dad says grinning. „

ore than Tom had. She was loving getting fucked like that.

Her hands being cuffed behind her back were in the perfect position. While Logan was fucking her from behind, she reached back and stroked the base of his dick.

"Damn guys... would you look at this little whore?" He said while he stroked her low hanging breasts. It was obvious that she was enjoying the experience from the fact that the insides of her legs were almost completely covered with her tight little pussies juices. "Smile for the camera." Then she realized how aweful it looked that she was loving this enough to want to pleasure one of the men who was gang-raping her. How many guys would watch this video and want his turn at screwing her brains out? This thought, made her feel so guilty that she wanted to hide her face, so she licked Toms cock until it was erect and hid behind it, until the camera man moved back to her vaginal pounding.

"Oh shit, oh God fuck MEEEEE!!!!!" she screamed as she stared down at the monsterous dick that had barely been able to fit in her mouth. It was now a huge turn on.

She could sense that Logan was approaching orgasm quickly and was at this point crazed with her need for come, so she thought she would scream some things out that would make anybody come..

"Yeah big boy... that's it, you can fuck me any time you want from now on stud. You just say the word and I'll drop to my fucking knees. I'll be your own personal little cock-slut... Oh yessssss AAAHHHHH!!!"

After that, it didn't take long for Logan to shoot his multiple ounce load all the way to the back of her vagina. As he did, he let out a fairly loud gasp of air, then just remained inside her, as his dick, tho immobalized, continued with its spurts of come whenever his heart beat.

She loved the feeling of hot, sticky come inside her now. As soon as she had more she now wanted more. She was glad now that these boys were here to give her some. She had serious plans for all of them, although she was skeptical of weather or not she could actually fit Toms gargantuan penis inside her. But she would try, even if it killed her, she would try. Then Logan pulled out of her, and she felt the absence of the thing she had come to love, big, thick meat inside her orafices.

"Which one of you big men's gonna fuck me now?" she said with somewhat impatience.

The camera man quickly answered that for her by handing the camera to some new guy with a Holloween mask on. Ashley really didn't have time to think about it though, then she felt the guy taking his fingers and smearing the juices from her pussy all over his dick. She thought this was pretty odd since the other guys were bigger than him, and they hadn't seemed to need much lube. Then she realized what he was really after as he gazed at her invitingly tanned buns.

He knelt down with dick in hand and motioned Logan to hold her down. Then he placed his dick head at the mouth of her tiny anus. She flinched noticeably at just the touch of his dickhead at her puckered little butt hole. He moved in a little after a little but was stretching the fuck out of it. She didn't even think something of that size would actually fit up there, "Guess school doesn't really prepare you for the real world" she thought. Then he had established his cock inside her ass, he quickly thrust forward until his balls smacked her pussy walls hard enough to make a loud clapping noise. This knocked the wind out of her so much that at first she couldn't even scream. She then let out the loudest noise yet.

"BAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!! She screamed.

"Hold her down, will ya? If this bitch keeps squirming around so much I wont be able to keep my dick in her."

This threat made Ashley calm down more quickly than a hundred slaps to the face. The thought of loosing this extreme pleasure pulsing in and out of her behind was too much, she'd do whatever it took to keep still for her wonderful captors. She would be the best cock-slave there ever was. The steady pumping became wild uncontrollable bucking within seconds. Pretty soon it looked much like two dogs going at it while the bitch was in heat.

Watching this small girls face contorted in anguish was too much for Tom. The thought of her face resting only inches from his dick sent him into a state of rock hard erection. Even with all the terrible, wonderful, action going on behind her, Ashley couldn't help but notice the monster that had woken up and looked hungry. She then started, for the first time, flexing her ass muscles and rocking her back to and fro the man behind her in perfect unison. This made her tight little anus go nuts... It first clamped down on his fat shaft, then let go and continued on like that for the next few minutes. The camera man was getting it all, the trouble he was having pushing it in while this went on, the ooze coming from Ashleys ruined vagina, and the look of pain/pleasure on her beautiful face. The man then grabbed Ashley by her waist and crammed his huge tool as far in as he could drive it, flooding her bowel with the hot cream she had been begging for without needing to say so.

"Gaawww, I feel like I just stuck my dick in a toaster... This bitch is hott..." The man said slightly complaining.

These men had had their way with her once, but by the look of Toms package, she was far from going home... and eons to go before she slept...

down, “So lets get started.”

“It’s not like we are doing homework, I have to get in the mood. Come on into the kitchen and grab a chair.

They walked into the kitchen. Shelley sat down at the computer and pulled up sexstories.com She pulled up a story about a sex slave wife and her husband.

Trevor and Shelley read it. They were both getting in the mood. Shelley lay her hand on his growing crotch. Trevor smiled as his cock leapt to attention. Trevor slipped his hands between Shelley’s legs and started rubbing.

“Yeah, I am starting to see how this kinky thing can be fun. I've never been turned on my whips and chains like that.” Trevor said as they finished the story.

“Wanna go to my room?”

“Yeah”

They laid down on Shelley’s bed.

“So what’s your biggest turn on?” Trevor said starting to grope Shelley’s B breasts.

“I love to make out and be bitten.”

“I see.” Trevor said. He moved his head down to Shelley’s chest and bit down hard on her nipple. Shelley gasped. Trevor grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it off over her head. Shelley pulled his shirt off. Trevor and Shelley started to kiss passionately. Shelley pulled him on top of her and unzipped his pants. One of Trevor’s hands worked one breast and his mouth took care of the other. His other hand was busy taking off her boxers. He rubbed his hand along her soft, moist, pink folds. He shoved a finger into her pussy and rubbed her clit with his thumb. He then pushed another finger inside of her. Shelley had finally gotten all of Trevor naked. She slowly started to rub her cock up and down. Her other hand rubbed his balls back and forth and lightly squeezed them. Trevor switched nipples biting sucking and licking the other one. They were both moaning.

Trevor pushed himself up and moved his head down to her pussy. Shelley slipped out from underneath him.

“No,” she simply said. She pushed him down on the bed and straddled him. She aggressively kissed him Slowly she started kissing down his face, neck, chest, stomach, and finally her eyes were wide on his cock. She kissed his dick all the way up one side and down the other. She took one ball into her mouth and sucked on it then switched balls. She stuck out her tongue and licked a spiral all the way up. She kissed the very tip of his head, then swirled her tongue around it. Shelley loved giving blowjobs. She took all of his head in, and played with it with her tongue. She came off of him and then lowered her head back down over his head and another inch. She came back up then plunged down adding another 2 inches. She did this until he was completely in her mouth. She was having so much fun listening to him moan and call out her name. She lapped at his pre cum , her tongue lashing against his head. Suddenly a blast of hot cum was inside of Shelley’s mouth. It was such an odd taste, but by no means did it taste bad. She swallowed it all. She kept her mouth on him until his cock was absolutely still.

“Oh my God, that was fucking awesome.” Trevor said. Shelley smiled and kissed him on the lips.

Trevor sat up and grabbed a crimson sheet.

“Give me your hands.” Trevor commanded.

Shelley looked up innocently and stuck out her hands. Trevor tied her wrists around the bed posts.

Trevor copied her style and started to kiss his way down. Suddenly Shelley started wiggling and kicking. She didn't want his mouth down there.

“Be still!”

“No way!”

“Do you want me to punish you?”

“I am not going to be still!” Shelley said trying to wiggle out of his grasps.

Suddenly his teeth were digging deep into her upper thigh.

Shelley screamed like no other. The thing was her bite screams sound a whole lot like an orgasm.

“Okay, I will be still.” Shelley said after Trevor finally stopped biting. Shelley was scared to death but allowed herself to be his.

Shivers went down her spine as his tongue flicked her clit. He shoved three fingers in her. He sucked her clit nibbling it with his teeth. He started to bite it harder and harder. With each bite Shelley let out little gasps of ecstasy . Despite the fact that she didn't want this in the first place, she sure as hell was enjoying it. His fingers slid out of her and his tongue slid in. She tasted good. His tongue went back to working her clit. He slid four fingers in. She was so tight he wasn't sure if his massive cock would fit into that tight little pussy of hers.

Suddenly Shelley gripped Trevor’s hair and wrapped her legs around his head. Shelley had a body rocking orgasm. Trevor gladly licked dup all of her love juices. Shelley’s body finally stopped relaxed and Shelley released his head.

“For fighting me so much you must roll over and expose your ass to me.” Trevor said. Shelley rolled over her arms even more restrained. Trevor smacked her ass hard. Shelley yelped.

“Master there is a dog chain near the front door.” Shelley said.

Trevor went and retrieved the chain leash. He smacked her with it several times and red lines started appearing on her ass.

“Roll over”

Shelley rolled over exposing her hot wet pussy and her hard pale nipples. He beat her lightly. He was getting hard at the chance of whipping her, especially since she was loving it. She jumped a little bit at each smack. Only once did he let it hit her clit which made her go crazy, sending shivers down her spine.

“Okay you have been punished enough. Now we will fuck.” Trevor said throwing the whip aside.

He positioned himself at her tight hole and thrust into her. She gasped pulled Trevor down and bit into his shoulder. She started clawing her back with her long nails. IT was the first time she got to induce pain, but she could tell he loved it. In and out he thrusted. Shelley slid up and down on the bed a little bit.

Shelley was in heaven. She had never had sex like this, thank God she was on the pill. It felt so raw and dirty, but oh so good. Trevor started to play with her clit which sent her into an earth shattering orgasm.

Trevor slammed as far as he could, his balls slapping her ass. He came deep inside her. IT was the first time a guy’s seed had ever filed her up. It felt amazing.

Trevor collapsed on top of her exhausted. They fell asleep together just talking to each other and caressing each other.

When Trevor woke up he heard water running. He walked into the bathroom while Shelley was showering.

“Hey baby.” Shelley said pulling him into the shower kissing him on the lips.

“Hey.” Trevor said. He grabbed a lufa and started to wash Shelley. The bubbles were so beautiful on her curvy body. Shelley then bubbled him up.

After they were all clean they dressed and Trevor left thinking “And the summer has just begun”

my dad in the shearing shed, sorting wool, as the shearers worked their way through over a thousand sheep, I had tea, showered, and strolled the lakefront. I clearly remember everything from my clothes to the scene. It was a warm evening and I thought I should have worn shorts instead of light blue jeans. I wore a pink and white striped t-shirt over my training bra. (That’s right, I didn’t have much to show at that time.) Down by the wharf there is a big old red boat shed. We spent many years as kids playing in it and what drew me to it again were my now distant pleasant childhood memories. My eyes searched across the lake for a moment towards Greenstone valley, before I continued towards my past. The heavy sliding doors were closed. I touched them – feeling and seeing the flashbacks of us farming kids innocently playing house. Pulling at the door, the rattling noise startled birds and insects fluttered from their rests. I peered inside. “Hello, come in and have a beer,” Slurred speech of a male greeted me. Surprised, yet feeling brave, I replied, “I don’t know about the beer.” I heard the croak in my adolescent voice. “Oh, you might be a bit young for a beer.” Innocently, I stepped up into the shed. “What are you doing here?” Still the croak was in my voice. “Relaxing after a day of hard work with a couple of beers. You?” “I played here as a kid.” “You’re still a kid.” I walked forward, my eyes now adjusting quickly to the partial darkness. “So are you,” I retorted. “Actually, I’m twenty-six. Looks like I’ve got fourteen years on you.” “Eleven and a half, actually.” He looked younger than he said and slightly irritated me with his condescending attitude, which suddenly changed. “Sorry, my name’s Jase, and you are?” “Beth.” He was sitting up against the far wall. He stood leaving numerous cans on the floor and approached me. Holding out his hand to shake mine, I obliged, then he took my hand and kissed the back of it. “A pleasure to meet you Beth. Short for Elizabeth?” “Yes, short for Jason?” “Just Jase.” “Okay, just Jase.” I remember returning his smile, yet my memories tell me mine was innocent. “Should I go?” “No, it’ll be nice to have company. You sound like you need a drink though.” I finally cleared my throat. “No, I’m all right, but thank you.” “Go on. It doesn’t hurt, and besides it is the season for it.” Jase bent down, picked up a can, broke open the tab and put it in my hand. “Have a seat.” “Thank you.” I sat down, took a sip and burped. “You’re a real lady aren’t you?” “I wasn’t expected that.” The bubbly liquid livened my tastebuds. I took another sip. “What is this?” “Beer.” “I shouldn’t be drinking this.” I tried to force the can back onto him, but he pushed it back my way. “It’s okay, you’re safe. Nothing can happen. Who’s going to know?” Rhetorical question, I didn’t answer. Reluctantly, I had another sip. As we talked, the sips became gulps until I finished the can of beer. “I should go now.” I was standing as he reached for another beer. I swayed a little. I didn’t know alcohol had this effect on people. He stood and put the can in my hand. “Have another. We have plenty to get through.” For some unknown reason, I sat back down next to him. As I drank another mouthful, his hand rested on my right leg, half way between my knee and hip. I shivered. “Cold?” “No.” “You ever had a date or a boyfriend?” I was a bit shy at answering, but admitted, “No, and no.” “Shall we call this our first date?” “I don’t know. Where’s the movie and candles?” I’m not sure how it all happened. I know I had finished the second beer. I was on my back just staring at the ceiling. His bristled face scratching my neck as he licked and suck on it’s skin. He put his tongue in my mouth. I whimpered and moved my head to the side disgusted at the aftertaste of beer. I could feel a hand on my right breast and a hand on my left thigh, which moved to my crotch. Then both hands were up my t-shirt and round the back, clumsily undoing my bra as his tongue was licking the sweat from my face. His hands forced my t-shirt and bra up and I soon felt his mouth on one nipple then the other. Whilst paying his slobbering attention to my nipples, I felt my jeans being undone. “Stop.” “Relax honey, you’ll enjoy this.” “No, stop. Please.” “Trust me, it’s all good.” My legs were lifted up and my jeans tugged down to just below my knees. “They’re pretty.” I looked from the ceiling to his face which was staring at my pale blue cotton knickers.” “No, no more. I don’t think I should be doing this.” “Relax, all girls your age are doing this.” He sniffed at my covered crotch. “You smell so sweet and fresh.” I just stared at the ceiling as he sucked and licked my knickers. His bristles scratched my inner thighs. I could feel his spit soaking through the cotton dampening my skin and pubic hair. He pulled my panties to the side and his rough tongue slid up and down my labia. I reached down to push his face away. My hands brushed my knickers. They were soaking wet with his slobber. As I pushed him away, somehow he managed to get my knickers down to my knees. Then he was over me. I could feel his hairy thigh pressing and scraping against mine. Then something not too dissimilar from an uncooked sausage was being roughly pressed against my spit-covered labia. He couldn’t find the entrance. This went on for ages. He found my entrance, pushing and jabbing. As his penis slid up between my lips, I felt a slight throb from it and I could feel my skin and pubic hair becoming damper. He rolled off to the side. I was sore from his rough handling of me. My right hand reached down. I could feel a lot of sticky fluid through my fine pubic hair and all over the outer lips of my vagina. He suddenly spoke. “I’m sorry. That was a bit awkward. It should have been a lot better than that.” I struggled to my feet, pulling my wet knickers over my crotch. I quickly pulled my jeans up. Jase stood and gave me a hug. Still holding me, he looked into my eyes. “Look, I would love to see you again. I didn’t mean for things to get like this. Just give me one more chance. One more date.” I just stared at him. “Look, me and a few friends are having a party on New Years here. It’ll be a lot safer, a lot more people around. Come along. Get to know me. That will be our second date.” Breaking free from his hug, I replied, “We’ll see.” I left the shed and ran round the back, almost in tears. I didn’t know what I should feel. Taking off my jeans and knickers, I threw my panties under the shed, not wanting them. I pulled my jeans back on and walked briskly home.

d at the gym at least 5 days a week.

 

My next door neighbor was Jack, a divorcee with a very nice looking 16 year-old daughter, Dani.  By looking at her, you would never guess she was only 16.  She had beautiful long dark hair, a deep tan and the most beautiful set of legs you have ever seen on a female.   Dani stayed with her father every other weekend.  This just happened to be one of those weekend!.  Dani strolled out of the house wearing a blank tank top and matching shorts.  She smiled cheerfully and waved as she walked to the mailbox, her body glistening with suntan oil.

 

“Whatcha up to Girl?” I asked.  I had known Dani since she was about 10 years old since her father had lived next to me for six years.  Since I had a pool, Jack would bring Dani over on the weekends to swim.

 

“Nuttin’”, Dani exclaimed.  “Just took a break from lying out.  It’s too hot today”.

 

“You know you always have an open invite to the pool if you want to cool off! – or I can think of other ways to cool you down!”, I explained as I picked up the garden hose and shot a spray of water which hit her dead on the back.  She yelped, turned around and gave me an evil grin.

 

“Maybe later if I have nothing better to do!” she exclaimed.

 

“Whatever!  I’ll be here all day if you get bored”. 

 

As Dani walked back into the house, she quickly turned around to give me a cute little grin.  I waved and she disappeared in the house.  I quickly finished up the wash job on my Jeep, cleaned up and went back inside.

 

I continued to think about Dani as the next hour passed.  I had never though romantically about her due to our 16 year age difference but she was looking so grown up and actually acted more mature than most of the women I had been dating.  I was a good looking guy with a very athletic build and stylish so my choice in women was plenty.  But at the moment I had not been intimate with a woman in nearly a month, so I was a bit turned on by the interaction I had with Dani in the driveway.  I reached for a beer as I heard a tap on the door.

 

“I thought maybe you found something better to do”, I joked as I opened the door to let Dani in.  She brushed by me as she entered the house.

 

“My Dad called.  He and Stacy drove to Atlanta this morning to a friend’s wedding.  They were planning to come home tonight but apparently they decided to stay and come back tomorrow morning.  So I gotta find something to do tonight since my friends all have dates.

 

“I’ll be your date tonight, ok?  I’ll even spring for dinner if you’re up for it.”  I did enjoy her company but I especially enjoyed looking at her sensual body and beautiful face.

 

Dani walked past me and headed to the pool but quickly turned around and asked for a beer.  Of course, I challenged her on her age but she claimed she had drank a few beers before with a few friends, and promised not to tell anyone if I gave her one.  So I reached in the fridge and pulled out a Bud Light bottle.  She had her back to me as I slid the bottle around and touched it lightly on her tummy.  She jumped, squealed and punched me in the arm lightly with a cute flirtatious grin.   We walked toward the pool as she quickly took off her tank and shorts and dove in the water.  I watched as her body moved underwater.  As she surfaced, she turned around grinned and asked me to join her.  Without hesitation, I dove in after her.

 

Dani and I swam around for a while splashing and dunking each other in a flirtatious way.  I was getting more and more turned on by just the closeness we had in the water.  At one point, I grabbed her from behind and held her like I was going to dunk her.  I held her close and there was no doubt in my mind she could feel the semi-erection I had.  Unsure what to do next, I went ahead and dunked her and swam to the steps at the corner of the pool.  She followed.

 

I sat on the steps and she approached me.  My mind was spinning not sure how to handle the situation I felt sure I was going to get myself in.  She got nearer, her body touching me.  She leaned up and kissed me softly on the lips.  I returned the kiss but quickly pushed her gently away.

 

“Dani, we can’t do this.  I’m twice your age and I could really get in trouble for this”.  She backed off, embarrassed.

 

“I’m sorry!  I just thought you’d be fun to kiss.  But if no one is looking, how would anybody know?  I won’t tell anyone”, Dani explained.

 

At that, I felt she was giving me an opportunity that I might regret later.  But I took her word for the solitude and pulled her towards me for another kiss.  I slipped my tongue inside her mouth to feel the warmth of her lips.  I slid my hands around her waist and pulled her closely.  She must’ve against felt my cock grow harder in my shorts as she backed away, grinned and started to climb out of the pool.

 

“You ok?” I asked.

 

“Yeah, I’m fine”. I followed her out of the pool.  I grabbed her by the arm and swung her around.

 

“Okay, what is up?  You kiss me then pull away like now you don’t want to kiss anymore“.  I looked straight in her eyes.

 

She grinned and said, “I fine, let’s go inside”.

 

I followed Dani into the house, both of us carrying our beers.  She stopped in the kitchen at the counter.  I approached her from behind, wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her on the neck. She seemed to welcome the touch as she quickly swung around and stuck her tongue deep in my throat.  We continued to kiss as I rubbed her back up and down.  Our kissing was very passionate and turning me on even more.  I slid my hands around to the front and moved slowly up towards her breast. She again hesitated and pulled back.

 

“Do you not want to do this?” I asked.

 

She leaned forward once again to kiss me.  We continued with our deep kisses as I again moved my hands towards her breasts. She shook a bit but I succeeded on cupping her firm soft breast in my hand.  I felt her body shaking in my hands but figured she would stop me if I stepped over the line.  I reached a finger under her bikini top to get a feel of her soft nipple. She once again hesitated and this time she claimed scared. 

 

“Have you never had sex with a boy before?  You can’t tell me you’re a virgin?!” I questioned as I looked deep in her eyes.

 

“I’ve done some stuff with boys before, but not much.  I haven’t had sex.”

 

The thought of having a virgin once again really got to me as my cock grew harder in my shorts.  I haven’t had a virgin since I was 24 and the thought of it was quite arousing! 

 

“I promise to be gentle and if you want to stop, please just say so.” I assured her.

I reached for her hand and led her to the couch.  I sat next to her and put my hand on her knee.  We stared deeply in each other eyes for a minute or two and she finally made the move towards my lips once again.  As we kissed, I slowly moved my body towards her, pressing her back into the armrest of the couch.  My hands explored her soft skin, touching her knee and moving my way up her crotch.  She continued to hesitate, which was starting to bother me. My cock was so hard and stiff it was almost getting painful.  My hand finally reached her crotch as I gently rubbed her through her bikini bottoms.  She grabbed my hand and moved it away from her crotch but this was the final time I was going to let her hesitate.  I pressed on and told her to relax as I slipped a finger inside her shorts.  She was started to fight me now but I was not going to stop. She had teased me too much by now.  I used my body weight to hold her back from squirming away.  I picked up her left hand and set it on my crotch.

 

“Can you tell how turned on I am right now?” I asked.

 

“I’m not sure I want to do this”, she responded.

 

“I think you want to but you’re just a little scared.  I know the first time is scary and I promise to make it special for you.  Just relax and enjoy.  Wouldn’t you like to have your first time with someone who is experienced and knows what he is doing rather than one of your young horny boyfriends?” I questioned.  She acknowledged my statement by rubbing my cock slowly through my shorts.  This continued for a few minutes until I decided it was time for her to see a real man’s cock.  I stopped her hand and quickly undid my shorts and lowered them.  I could see her eyes open wide, staring at my 9” member.  She looked up at me, then back down to my dick.  I nodded to her to go ahead and touch.  She cupped her fingers around my shaft as I wrapped my fingers around her to show her how to stroke it.  My head leaned back as I sat and enjoyed the arousing touch of her innocent hands. 

 

“Dani, do you know what a blowjob is?” I asked.

 

“Yes, I think so.” She responded.

 

“Go ahead, kiss it”. She lowered her mouth as I watch her touch her tongue to the head of a cock for the first time.  Her mouth was so warm and soft.  She kissed on the head and licked gently with her tongue.  I explained to her how she can put her mouth around the head and slide down the shaft.  She followed my orders and soon she was like a pro, bobbing her mouth up and down on the shaft.  She licked up and down and sucked with her mouth clasped tightly around it.  I could feel my energy building but was not quite ready to cum.  I slowed her and explained that I would cum if she didn’t stop but she seemed pretty intent on getting me off.  I believe she may have thought that if I came, I would not want anymore. But I was pretty intent on taking her virginity by that time.  Dani sucked and sucked, her rhythm growing faster.

”Dani, I’m going to cum!” I moaned but she didn’t seem to care.  I felt the hot juices shoot out of my cock and into her warm mouth.  She swallowed two big gulps as she continued to gulp up every drop of my cum.  I was pleasantly surprised that she swallowed on her first blowjob!  She leaned back and grinned asking, “How was that?” 

 

My face showed a look of extreme exhaust and elation as I commented on what a nice blowjob she gave me.  She looked pleased at her accomplishment.  I pulled her closely and kissed her gently on the lips.  “It’s my turn to return the favor”.  She looked confused.

 

I pulled away from Dani, grabbed her legs and pulled her down to lie on the couch, one leg fell to the floor.  I reached for her bottoms and slid them down over her hips.  She resisted but I continued.  “I don’t think I’m ready for more”, she stated.  I acted as if I didn’t hear her and tugged her shorts down off her hips, past her knees and lifted each leg out.  I got a look at her finely trimmed black patch of pubic hair surrounding her virgin pussy.  Her pussy glistened with her juices showing her excitement for our acts. I leaned forward and slowly parted her legs with my hands as I lowered my face towards her pussy.  I licked the sides of her love triangle, my tongue tracing the hairline.  I could tell she was past the scared stage and wanting to be tongued.  I slowly parted her lips with my tongue and flicked my tongue and her clit.  She jumped, moaned and placed her hands on my head to push me deeper into her crotch. I played with her, teasing her just to see how much she wanted but it was clear so I quickly slid my tongue deep in her pussy.  She arched her back and moaned out of satisfaction. I then began sucking hard on her clit only to feel it growing firm in my mouth. She bucked her hips at my face driving my tongue deeper and deeper into her.  I could tell she was nearing climax by the sound of her screams.  I quickly placed a finger toward her hole and slowly inched my way in.  I could tell from her tightness that she was definitely a virgin. She seemed to enjoy the finger action as her body went into a spasm.  I felt her pussy walls tighten around my finger as it probed slowly in and out of her hole.  My cock had grown stiff again at her reaction to my tongue.  I reached down to stroke my cock with my other hand as she finished off her orgasm. 

 

Dani looked up at me as I arose from my position on the floor.  I grabbed her by the hand and led her back into the bedroom.  I laid her on the bed and climbed up next to her.  “Do you want me to fuck you” I asked.  She shook her head yes but used no words.  I whispered for her to relax as I climbed on top of her.  “Just tell me if it is hurts and I’ll slow down”.  I knew she would have difficult time accepting all 9 inches of my dick.  I spread her legs and placed the head of my cock against her virgin hole.  I slowly pushed the head in gently, feeling her virgin hole stretch slightly as I entered. She gasped in pain but didn’t resist.  I continued pushing slowly, feeling the warmth and tightness of her cunt wrap around my cock.  I suddenly felt a barrier – her hymen.  Half way in but I knew the rest would be painful so I stopped to allow Dani to absorb the feeling.  Her pussy was very wet so I was gliding in fairly well, only to be stopped by the tightness of her walls.  I slowly moved in and out, each time inching in further.  There was no way I was going to last long at all.

 

“Dani, I need you to take a deep breath because the next time I push, it may hurt a little”

 

Dani had a concerned look on her face, yet she appeared somewhat pleasant.  She squeezed her eyes shut as I made one last push hard to completely enter her virgin pussy.  I stopped for a few moments as Dan absorbed the pain.  After about a minute, I could tell she was ready to continue as she lifted her legs to wrap them around me.  I slowly began to move in and out of her.  We were moving together, increasing our rhythm as we continued.  She clenched her legs together pushing my rod further into her virgin pussy.  I continued thrusting deep inside her, my balls slapping against her ass with every thrust.  She started moaning and I could tell she was once again about to cum.  Dani had her fingernails dug into my back and she grew louder in her moans.

 

“Oh God!  Oh my GOD!” Dani screamed. 

 

Her breathing intensified as she entered her orgasm.  I felt a warmth come over my cock as Dani’s body went into spasm.  She shook and shifted her body to push my cock even further inside her. 

 

Feeling this sensation was all I could take.  I thrust in her one last hard time, pulled out and shot the biggest load of cum onto her flat tan tummy.  I came over and over, squirting all the way up to her chin.  It had to be the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had.  I collapsed on the bed next to her, completely spent.  My cock lay limp on my leg.   She leaned over and kissed me gently on the lips.  She thanked me for being so gentle and giving her a wonderful first experience. 

 

From that point on, Dani made regular visits to me when she came to her father’s house.  To this day, no one knows about our sexual endeavors, which I would prefer to keep that way.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Times New Roman">Chapter 1

 

Jack Larson knew his life was going to change when he returned to his hometown to care for his mother. Now, almost a year later, he could only shake his head at how many things had changed. His life had been transformed into something completely different.

 Jack had been born 42 years earlier. His father was a college professor and his mother was a nurse. Harry Larson taught history at a small Midwestern college for over 30 years. Since most of the freshman had to survive his Western Civilization class at the small school, he pretty much knew everyone who had attended over the years. A quiet man, he didn’t meet his wife, Betty, until he was almost 40. After a short courtship, they married and two years later had their only child, Jack. Betty became a stay at home Mom and Harry continued to teach until he retired. He had passed away six years earlier from a sudden heart attack.

Jack enjoyed growing up in the college town. A good student and athlete, he went on to attend the State University and earned a bachelor’s and master’s degree in mechanical engineering. After completing the master’s program he was recruited by a major oil company and went on to be a successful project engineer. He made his home in Houston but ended up traveling all over the world to wherever oil was being drilled. Whatever the problem was, the company could count on Jack to find a solution. He was well respected in the company and earned the top salary they paid him.

Although Jack was accomplished and financially successful, the constant traveling had taken a toll on his personal life. There were women to be sure but he never found one who was willing to put up with the demands of his job. When his mother was diagnosed with cancer at age 79, Jack did not hesitate to take a leave of absence and return home to care for her. She needed him and he needed a break. 

The next six months gave him a chance to catch his breath and look at where he was in his life. He had no trouble keeping busy. His mother wanted to stay in the house and he made sure everything she needed was taken care of. He also did some repairs on the house, and tried to think about what he wanted to do with the rest of his life. By the time his mother had lost her battle with cancer, Jack had decided to give up his career. He was financially secure, loved the small town, and knew he had other things to contribute. There had been articles about the need for teachers and his background would allow him to help with the shortage in math and science. He did his research and found all he needed was some education credits and student teaching to get certified.

It was at the Administration office that he met Donna. He had an appointment to schedule the classes he needed and found her attractive immediately. She was in her late 30’s, petite, with short dark hair and beautiful dark eyes. Even in the business suit she wore, Jack could see a nice figure with a firm butt and nice breasts. As they discussed the plan for his classes he noticed the lack of a ring on her finger and wondered if he could work a date into the plans.

Donna was a single parent and had worked in the administrative office for years. A short marriage after college had resulted in a daughter who was named Nicole. Her husband never quite adjusted to the demands of being a parent and the couple divorced when Nicole was only two. A year later he moved to the west coast and there had been no contact with him for several years. Donna put all her energy into Nicole and her work at the college. She had assumed more and more responsibility in the Administrative Office over the years and Nicole had grown into a smart, capable fifteen-year old.

Although she had dated on and off over the years, the demands of being a working single parent and the sting of her marriage kept her from letting a relationship develop very far. Now that Nicole was older she hoped there might be more time for to find someone. She also found Jack to be attractive and felt a slight flush as she caught him staring at her blouse. After he left she found herself thinking about sex. She had enjoyed an active and adventurous sex life with her husband but only two relationships since had developed that far and she had to admit that she missed it.

Over the next couple of weeks Jack used ever excuse he could think of to stop and see Donna. His initial attraction was physical but he found that his interest in her increased as he got to know her better. She was smart, independent, and had a wonderful sense of humor. She also began to look forward to his frequent visits and they finally agreed to have dinner together. 

Although they both had an initial attraction for one another and the first dates went well, the relationship developed slowly. Even though she felt she could trust Jack, Donna was still guarded. Jack sensed her reluctance and did not try to push things. Even after two months of dating they had not progressed farther than some hand holding and good night kisses. There was also the issue of Nicole. Donna did not like leaving her alone any more than she had to and was a little reluctant to bring Jack to their house. Jack had met Nicole and liked her immediately. She was petite and dark haired like her mother with a budding teenage body. Nicole approved of Jack and was happy for her mom.

The big opportunity came when Nicole was invited to an overnight birthday party at a friend’s house. Both Jack and Donna sensed the anticipation and they agreed to have dinner that night at Donna’s. They enjoyed a quiet dinner with soft music, wine, and some candlelight and then settled onto the couch with another glass of wine. Jack put his arm around her and pulled her close; breathing in the wonderful scent of her hair and feeling her snuggle next to him.

Jack broke the silence, “I feel really comfortable with you.”

“I like being with you too.”

He lifted her head and looked into her dark eyes. She smiled and he kissed her, softly at first. “You really are a beautiful woman.”

She turned toward him and they kissed again, mouths open, tongues touching. He could feel the swell of her breast pressed against him as they kissed and his hand caressed her soft neck. They kissed and caressed for several minutes, with Jack’s hand finding her soft breast. Donna moaned as he touched her and she kissed his neck. She kissed her way to his ear and whispered “I want you.”

He stood her up, held her close and softly said, “I want you more than anything.”

He took her hand and they made their way upstairs to her bedroom. He held her, looked into her eyes and slowly began to undress her. Jack lifted her shirt off and gazed at the hardened nipples pushing through the lacy bra. His fingers reached out and lightly her soft breasts.

She breathed in as he played with her nipples, “I love your touch.”

 He reached behind and undid the bra and she let it fall to the floor.

“You are so beautiful.” He kissed her mouth, her neck and down to her breasts, taking one nipple and then the other into his mouth, gently sucking. Donna ran her fingers through his hair as he sucked and she felt the wetness between her legs. She had an urge to reach down and touch herself but she wanted to wait for his caress.

His hands moved down to her pants and he undid them pushing them down. She sat on the edge of the bed and he pulled the pants off while he looked at her white panties with the shadow of her dark bush showing through. He moved closer and she ran her hand over the swell in his pants.

“Is this for me?” He nodded and pushed against her hand enjoying her caress. Jack lifted his shirt off as she undid the pants sliding them and his boxers down his legs. He kicked them away and stood naked in front of her.

Donna took hold of his hard cock. She ran her hands up from his balls, over the smooth shaft and then let a finger trace the swollen head. It had been a long since she held a man like this and she wanted to savor the moment. She loved the feel of his hardness in her hands. “It’s beautiful.”

She leaned closer to look at him while her hands slowly stroked him. Jack leaned his head back and moaned. He gazed down at her as she slowly took him into her mouth, running her tongue over his head and then gently sucking him. Unconsciously, he slowly moved his cock in and out of her mouth as she sucked, his cock now wet with her saliva. The feeling was incredible and he had to stop himself before he filled her mouth with his cum.

He pushed her back on the bed and ran his fingers over her panty covered pussy. “I need to see you too.”

Donna lay back and opened her legs for him wanting to give herself to him. He slipped her panties off and kneeled between her legs. Her pussy was beautiful and he stopped to admire it. A thick dark bush framing the soft lips already wet from her arousal. Dark hairs ran down to her tight brown rosebud ass.

“I want to taste you.”

“You can have anything you want.”

He moved closer and traced her soft lips with his tongue. For several minutes he explored and teased her with his tongue. Pushing inside, running up and down her slit, and sucking gently on her clit. She softly told him yes, yes as she responded to his attention, her body moving as her excitement grew.

“I need you inside me.”

Jack joined her on the bed and moved between her legs. He kissed her mouth and slowly guided his cock into her wetness. She tasted her juices on his mouth and felt his hardness fill her.

“Oh my God you feel good inside me.”

 He paused and looked into her eyes, told her how incredible she was, and began pushing in and out of her. She moved to meet his slow thrusts wanting every inch of him inside her. He really tried to make it last but the urge to cum was too much. He closed his eyes, pumped faster, and begged her to cum with him as his cock exploded.

The hot wetness of his ejaculation shot into Donna. She cried out and felt the first wave of her own orgasm hit her. Jack felt her body convulse as he pumped into her. She was crying out, her hips were moving with him, and she continued to cum as his cock moved in and out of her wet pussy. As her orgasm slowly subsided he felt his cock soften and he pulled her into his arms, holding her tight.

They lay together afterwards, holding each other quietly, enjoyed the closeness. Donna had never felt the openness and acceptance that Jack gave her. She knew she could do anything or tell him anything and it would be ok. He loved her for who she was. Here she was lying naked with a man for the first time and she felt completely comfortable and at ease. Donna loved his body. He was trim and fit for his age and his cock was perfect. Circumcised, nicely shaped and the perfect size. She always had a fascination with penises. It wasn’t just something to fuck. She loved to touch them, look at them and more than anything, to suck them. It gave her a wonderful sense of power, and with Jack, a way to show her affection.

Her hand was on his chest and she caresses him as they lay together. She slid her hand down and began playing with his soft member. She explored everything with her hand; his wiry pubic hair, heavy balls, and back to his ass. He responded to her caresses and she felt him harden, growing to his full erect six inches. Moving down, Donna guided him into her mouth and sucked him. She wanted to taste him and to please him, to show him how she felt. Jack moaned and stroked her hair, reveling in the wonderful feeling she was giving him. Donna increased the pressure and held him in her mouth knowing he was going to cum. He jerked his hips, cried out, and filled her mouth with hot, salty semen. She swallowed and kept sucking as he came until he finally lay quietly. 

 

 

 

Chapter 2

 

In the days and weeks that followed, they got together when they could. There was an intensity to their love-making that neither one had ever experienced. Jack became a frequent guest at Donna’s and he got to know Nicole better. He liked her immediately. She was smart, pretty, and had a quick wit. He had never spent much time with a 15-year old and it took some time to get up to speed on the lifestyle, the music, the clothes, and the language. Nicole liked Jack too and she knew how much her mom cared for him. It was different having a man around but she adjusted.

Jack made himself useful by doing some minor repairs around the house; a leaky faucet, clogged gutter, and a bad electrical outlet. When Nicole complained about a problem with her computer, Jack volunteered to look at it. He went up to her room and quickly identified the problem as spy ware. The next day he picked up some software at Staples and returned to fix the problem. Nicole was at a friend’s house and he found himself alone in her room. After he installed the software and got the annoying spy ware removed, curiosity got the best of him and he snooped around the computer. Donna had told him the kids spent all their time talking to one another on the internet and he located Nicole’s AOL account. He made a note of her screen name, “Nikki0523”, figuring he might look her up sometime when he was online.

Jack forgot about her computer until one evening later in the week when he was paying some bills with his online banking account. He also had an AOL account and searched to see if she was logged on. There she was and to his surprise Nicole was in a chat room, “Town Square 375”.  He didn’t want her to think he was spying on her so he made up a new screen name, “Zack_ZZZ”, and logged on. He entered the chat room and waited to see if she was involved in the conversation.

He followed the chat for several minutes but her name did not appear. He wasn’t sure if everything being said was appropriate for a 15-year old but he knew things were different these days. Feeling bold, he decided to IM her, wondering if she would respond.

 

Zack_ZZZ: Hey, what’s happening?....I’m Zack

Nikki0523: Hi, I’m Nicole

Zack_ZZZ: I love that name

Nikki0523: Thanks :)

Zack0523: What brings you to this room?

Nikki0523: Just hanging out

Zack_ZZZ: Tell me about yourself

Nikki0523: What do you want to know?

Zack_ZZZ: Where are you from, how old, what do you do for fun?

Nikki0523: Well, I live in Ohio and I’m 15

Zack_ZZZ: I think I’m a little old for you; I’m old enough to be your dad. You’re probably looking for someone your age to chat with. I better let you go.

Nikki0523: Most of the guys my age are rude and the older guys tell me I’m too young. I was just looking for some advice.

Zack_ZZZ: Maybe I can help. What is the problem?

Nikki0523: It’s about sex

 

            Jack paused. He knew this was wrong but the curiosity was overwhelming. Talking to a teenage girl about sex. He wasn’t prepared for this and his reaction surprised him. He was getting aroused. He justified it by figuring if it wasn’t him, it would be some other guy and who knows what they would tell her.

 

Zack_ZZZ: Ok, go ahead. I’ll try to help.

Nikki0523: I sort of have a boy friend; we hang out with the same group of kids. His name is Josh.

Zack_ZZZ: Do you like him?

Nikki0523: He’s pretty cool. I like being with him.

Zack_ZZZ: Sounds good so far

Nikki0523: We made out at a party. We kissed and he felt me up.

Zack_ZZZ: Were you ok with that?

Nikki0523: Oh yeah, It was fun.

Zack_ZZZ: Where did he touch you?

Nikki0523: My boobs. He wanted to do more but I stopped him.

Zack_ZZZ: And you’re wondering what to do

Nikki0523: He wants to touch between my legs and for me to touch him.

Zack_ZZZ: Maybe you should ask someone at home

Nikki0523: It’s just Mom and me at home. We’ve talked about sex some but I can’t talk to her about this. I know a lot of girls my age do it.

(Jack thought to himself: If only she knew her Mom like I do)

Zack_ZZZ: I know that you have to be comfortable before you take that step. Nobody should ever force you to do anything you don’t want to do.

Nikki0523: It’s not that I don’t want to. I’m worried that I’ll do something wrong. What will he think of me?

Zack_ZZZ: How old is Josh?

Nikki0523: A year older than me, 15

Zack_ZZZ: Well, I’ll bet he’s just as nervous as you are. I was a 15 year old boy once and I dreamed of someone touching me. No matter what you do it will be okay with him.

Nikki0523: I hope I don’t hurt him.

Zack_ZZZ: Well, it feels really good to a guy to have his cock touched. Just like it feels when your special places are touched…right?

Nikki0523: (Blushing) :):):)

Zack_ZZZ: Remember that the head of the cock is very sensitive. You have to be gently with it.

Nikki0523: ok

Zack_ZZZ: Stroke him with your hand gently. Use a little saliva if you need it for lubrication

Nikki0523: ok

Zack_ZZZ: At his age it won’t take much to make him come.

Nikki0523: and the stuff will shoot out

Zack_ZZZ: Yes.

Nikki0523: Cool

Zack_ZZZ: Feel better?

Nikki0523: I think so. You’re great. Can we chat again sometime?

Zack_ZZZ: I think that would be ok. I enjoyed this. You have to let me know what happens.

Nikki0523: I will. Can I ask you other things too?

Zack_ZZZ: I guess so. Not sure all this talk about sex is a good idea.

Nikki0523: It’s fun.

Zack_ZZZ: It is fun but you are only 15 and I’m over 40

Nikki0523: It doesn’t bother me. You’re nice. Are you married?

Zack_ZZZ: No

Nikki0523: Do you have a girlfriend?

Zack_ZZZ: Yes, I do

Nikki0523: Is she pretty?

Zack_ZZZ: She is very pretty

Nikki0523: Do you have sex with her?

Zack_ZZZ: Yes

Nikki0523: Cool, I think about sex a lot

Zack_ZZZ: I think most people do

Nikki0523: Are you thinking about it now?

Zack_ZZZ: LOL, yes I am

Nikki0523: Is your girlfriend there?

Zack_ZZZ: No, I’m alone

Nikki0523: I am too. I’m in my room.

Zack_ZZZ: May I ask what you look like?

Nikki0523: I’m 5’4”, 110, with dark hair

Zack_ZZZ: You sound nice

Nikki0523: Thanks.

Zack_ZZZ: What are you wearing?
Nikki0523: I’m dressed for bed. T-shirt and panties

Zack_ZZZ: You must look very sexy

Nikki0523: :):) Thanks. You say nice things.

Zack_ZZZ: I like you

Nikki0523: Can I put you on my buddy list

Zack_ZZZ: Sure, I’ll do the same

Nikki0523: I should go

Zack_ZZZ: Me too. See ya.

Nikki0523: Bye

 

            Jack slumped back in his chair and took a deep breath. What the hell was he doing? He just had a conversation about sex with Donna’s 15-year old daughter. Was he crazy? He felt a mix of emotions. It had been very exciting and erotic but there was an underlying sense of guilt. It would be easy to put a stop to it and leave it as a one-time mistake. But he knew he really wanted to chat with her again. There was something about the budding sexuality of a teenage girl that he found to be very appealing. She was beginning to discover the wonder world of sex and he had been given a chance to share in her experience. In spite of the guilt, he knew he would look for her again.

 

he did have talent, it wouldn’t matter. He was more concerned with finding out if the rumors were true.

“Ohhh, Allison.” he said as recognition showed on his face. His cock started sliding down his leg.

“Yeah, that’s me.” Pointing to a big, blue ball that many people use for aerobics, she said, “I brought my ball this time because I missed my last tryout because I forgot my ball. It’s a really important part of my routine. So—”

Frost looked up and interrupted her. He said, “You can’t sign in.”

“Why not?”

“Because, last year, I heard about you tossing around your ‘pom-poms.’ ”

He stood and took a step forward while shaking a pom-pom at her. Allison started fidgeting and she couldn’t maintain eye contact anymore.

“What do you mean?” she asked.

Frost could tell from her body language and the nervousness in her voice that the rumors must’ve been true, which was good news for him. He leaned forward, and with a pom-pom held close to his crotch, he said, “Tossing the players’ pom-poms.”

Allison’s face turned scarlet red. She tried to bullshit her way out of it, but Frost didn’t want to hear it.

“You want to sign up?”

“Yeah,” replied Allison.

“You have to toss my pom-poms.”

She said, “But Mr. Frost, what if somebody comes?”

“Oh yeah, somebody’s gonna come. Me. You know where?”

“No.”

He laughed and said, “You wanna find out?”

“Yeah.”

“Really?”

“If it’s gonna make me a cheerleader, why not?”

“Oh, sure it’ll make you a cheerleader because I’m the guy.”

He started laughing and grabbed hold to the top of her head. He applied about fifty pounds of pressure and Allison was forced to drop to her knees.

“Um…”

“Um, what?” interrupted Frost as he took his clothes off. “You know how to do this. I asked my players.”

“Oh, okay. I never thought I’d have to do this to be a cheerleader.”

“Are you kidding me? This is what all my cheerleaders do.”

The last word trailed off because he was distracted by the feel of two hands grabbing his shaft and then warm lips closing around his cock head.

Allison started sucking his semi-erect cock. She felt it stiffening in her mouth. She got it really wet with saliva and grabbed Frost by the ass. He grabbed her by the head, and between the two of them, they were shoving his cock all the way down to the pubic hairs into her mouth.

“Yeah, put some school pride into it,” groaned Frost.

He was holding his shirt up with his free hand so he could watch. The fact that Allison was looking up at him with her baby blue eyes was making it even better.

He talked dirty to her and encouraged her. He assured her that she was doing a good job.

She was getting nastier as time passed on. She’d lick his shaft as she deep throated him and sometimes pull it all the way out, let him see the long strands of spit, and then suck it all the way back in and let her tongue touch his balls.

Allison’s jaws started getting tired. She pulled his cock from her mouth and started stroking it with her hand. She noticed a gold band on Frost’s left ring finger.

“Mr. Frost, are you married?”

Frost pretended to be thinking it over. Then, joking like he just remembered he was married, he said, “Oh, yes, I am. Aren’t I?”

“Do you think your wife would mind?”

“Would she mind? No, she does this all the time,” he joked. Then he gave her a look that said ‘shut up and get back to sucking.’

Allison was freaky. She liked being treated like a whore during sex, so it didn’t take long for her pussy to start flowing. She was feeling tingly all over.

It’s a good thing that a blowjob wasn’t the only thing that Mr. Frost wanted from her. He started talking a lot of shit about how cheerleaders’ skirts fly into the air, how their legs are always being lifted, and how he needed to make sure she was “alright” down there.

He told her to sit on the big blue ball that she had brought with her. After Allison got balanced on it, he started eating her pussy. It tickled at first, but once she was able to keep her balance without concentrating on it, the tingles started creeping up in droves.

Frost was a wizard with his tongue. He had her moaning and screeching like a cat in heat as he savored the taste of her young cunt.

It lasted a long time. Allison was glowing when he finally came up for air and wiped her juices off his mouth.

His cock was throbbing. They both knew what was coming next. Now that he’d eaten her pussy, it would be relaxed enough to take on his fat prick.

The problem was that Allison was so stupid. She was still trying to audition to be a cheerleader. She insisted on showing him some of the tricks she could do with the ball.

It ended up working to Frost’s advantage. The trick involved lying on her belly across the ball. Since she wasn’t wearing panties, it left her bent over with her legs wide open.

“Okaaaay,” said Frost as all the possibilities went through his mind.

Her pussy was still covered by her skirt. It added to the eroticism because Frost could imagine what it would look like underneath.

He grabbed her waist. He held her steady. He lifted the skirt, and just like he’d imagined, there was a tight ass with two pouty cunt lips in between.

The lips were glistening. There were traces of thick pussy juice squeezing out of her pink hole.

“Mr. Frost, what are you doing back there?”

“I want to take this off,” he said as he helped her remove her skirt. They were both naked now.

He squatted and eased in behind her. Allison let out a cry of pain when he put his beefy prick on her tender hole. He retracted and tried again at a better angle.

The entry was easier this time, but Allison still moaned. Allison was mostly into oral sex, so her pussy was still tight like a virgin.

Frost was seriously turned on by the amount of friction he felt as he slipped into her. He pulled back and humped her slowly, allowing her juices to spread all over his rod.

It was fun fucking a young slut in this position, but they were too low to the ground. His legs were getting tired, so he stood up and rubbed some K.Y. liquid on his cock.

“Let’s do some floor exercises,” joked Frost.

Allison lay on a floor mat. Frost kneeled between her legs and held one of them really high.

“Ow!” she screamed as he entered her again. It didn’t hurt as bad as the last, but there was still some pain. “Ow, ahh!”

His body was leaning slightly back with Allison’s leg supported on his shoulder. She was spread very wide. He was in the perfect position to see her whole body spread eagle and still see his prick sliding in and out of her. It was like watch POV (point of view) porno starring him.

So hot.

So erotic.

Allison’s head was bucking with every thrust into her. She was whimpering like a baby. Her pussy had adjusted to his girth, so pain wasn’t a factor anymore. Her twat was pulsing, juicing, and tingling immensely.

Frost watched his cock disappearing in her sweet snatch. He was getting excited. His cock was tingling more intensely. He started moaning along with Allison. Sperm was coming up his shaft rapidly.

“Come on,” he groaned. He pulled his meat out, tossed Allison’s leg out of the way, and tried to get his cock to her face.

He was too late. Cum was streaming up too fast, so he pointed his cock at the closest thing to him—her tits—and let it fly. It didn’t spurt, but dripped in long streams all over her breasts.

“Ohhh! Oh, yeah, ohh!” he moaned.

She looked up at him when he was done. He was smiling and nodding at her. He reached for one of the pom-poms and put it on her cum-soaked tits. She had made the team.

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re a runaway? We were just wondering, how are you online? Are you using a public computer?

Bl00D-B0i: o.O did he stop using 1337?

|-|yp3|2_|>4//6: I'm borrowing a new friend's computer!!! COMPS ARE FUN!!! CAPSLOCKS ARE ALSO FUN!!! We ShOuLd GeT tOgEtHeR sOmEtImEs!

Blue Mage: Er... okay... good to see you're still as... energetic as ever.

Swordmaster: So you're staying at a friend's house? That's good to hear.

Bl00D-B0i: plz stop dat, it anoying

|-|yp3|2_|>4//6: NeWaYs, GoTtA lOg OfF1!1 CyA1!1

Blue Mage: cya

Swordmaster: Good-bye and good luck

Bl00D-B0i: later

Killer666: bye

*|-|yp3|2_|>4//6 has signed off*

Bl00D-B0i: ne one got ne pron pics ta sow?

*Swordmaster has signed off*

*Killer666 has signed off*

Blue Mage: g2g, dinner. :p

*Blue Mage has signed off*

*****

It was approximately one week after the raping incident near the lake. Two days after the incident, Greg could no longer look at his girlfriend in the eye anymore. The rich boy simply decided to break it off and stopped seeing Brenda. Brenda, dispite the experience, continued life as normally as possible, trying her hardest to pretend that it did not happen. Fortunately for her, there was some... other problems to help distract her. Unfortunately for her, said problems were a little too strange for her to handle.

"So, um... are you some kind of alien or something?" Brenda asked as she stared at the man who saved her one week ago. She sat on her bed and blinked at the person using her computer. She had long honey blond hair and ocean blue eyes.

"Nope, not an alien! Not x-file alien neways! Nor Star Wars alien! I like to think of myself as more of an..." Trent rambled as he swiveled around in his chair to face the bewildered young girl. The youngster had light brown hair which reached all the way down to the bedroom floor. He also had sky blue eyes and a black leather collar around his neck.

"Honey, do you have someone in there? What did I say about boys in your bedroom?" A voice rang out from behind Brenda's bedroom door. The doorknob turned as the voice said, "I'm coming in, alright?"

"Uh... sure, mom, whatever you say," Brenda replied as she turned her attention on the door for a moment. She then turned her attention back on Trent, who was still rambling on about aliens. She immediately panicked when she realized that the youngster was going to do anything. She quickly hissed, "what are you..."

"Oh, how cute, the puppy's playing on the computer," Brenda's mother giggled as she pointed in Trent's direction. Brenda snapped her head back towards her mother as soon as she heard the door open. She then turned her attention back on Trent.

"Arf..." a puppy seemingly no older than 10 months old was sitting there on the chair where Trent supposedly sat. The puppy was a golden retriever with light brown fur and sky blue eyes. He sat there on his haunches with his tongue hanging out and tail wagging side-to-side. Brenda let out a silent sigh of relief.

"I was listening to some spoofs about aliens," Brenda explained as she motioned a hand towards her computer. "Wanna listen?"

"Maybe later, hun. I've got a business meeting to get to," Brenda's mother said as she headed out the bedroom door. "I'll see you later tonight, alright? Take care of yourself."

"Don't worry, I will," Brenda replied with a forced smile on her face. She let out another sigh of relief as soon as the door closed.

"So your mother works? Does your father stay home and take care of stuff, then?" Trent asked as soon as he changed back into his human form.

"Erm, no... he works, too," Brenda replied.

"By the way, I know how lonely things get here, but I wished you had talked to me first before getting a dog," Brenda's mother's head popped back from behind the door.

"Arf..." Trent, back in his puppy form, barked.

"Um... I found him... by the lake... he was abandoned..." Brenda stammered out the quickly-constructed story. "Dad said I could keep him."

"Yes... I'll be talking to him about that tonight when he gets back," Brenda's mother's eyes narrowed into thin slits. Before she left... again... she reproduced a smile and said, "talk to you later! Bye!"

"My god, that was close," Brenda sighed as she fell on her bed, exhausted and relieved.

"I'll say!" Trent beamed a toothy grin as soon as he changed back to human form. His face suddenly became serious, "so your mom and dad both work? Things must get lonely around here, then."

"Yeah, my mom's the vice-CEO of some company and my dad's got some high rank among the FBI," Brenda replied, twirling a length of her hair. "They both work seven days a week so I rarely ever see them. I mostly just hang out with some friends or... just mostly hang out."

"I see, I see," Trent replied as he started up a game of solitaire. A grin etched across his face as he asked, "so you're mostly free to leave the house and explore, huh?"

"Well... yeah, but... wait a minute, we were talking about you!" Brenda exclaimed as she pointed an accusing finger at the shape-changing dog man. "How are you able to change into a puppy? I've been asking all week, but you never answer!"

"Wee! Won the game!" Trent exclaimed as the monitor filled up with cards bouncing around one by one.

"Ugh... never mind," Brenda grunted as she got up and left the room. "I've got school to get to. You should get ready, too, you know."

"What's school?" Trent sincerely asked with genuine curiousity.

*****

"Oh my god, I knew she was a slut!"

"Is she really into that sort of thing?"

"Wow, she's also into girls!"

A crowd of students were gathering around in one spot near a wall. As soon as Brenda saw the crowd of students, she became curious as to what was going on. It didn't take her long before she realized what they were all looking at.

"....." Brenda stared with wide-open eyes at the pictures displayed on the wall. They were pictures of when she was raped a week ago by the lake! However, these pictures... they must've carefully chosen the ones that made it look like she enjoyed it! Either that or they photoshopped it or... something. Spike and other's faces were cut off from the picture so that the only face visible was Brenda's! The pictures, in short, made the popular girl look like a complete slut while masking her rapists' faces.

The whisperings continued until almost every single student in school heard about the pictures. Rumours began to circulate about her, making her look bad. The teachers took the pictures down, but it was already too late. Too many people had already seen it.

Brenda ran out of there... as fast as she could...

*****

"Why are you following me? Leave me alone!" Brenda turned around and screamed at a puppy with light brown fur and a black leather collar. She was out in the city, away from the school she suddenly decided to hate with passion... and away from the home she always hated with passion. Swarms of people passed by her and the puppy, turning their heads for a second to stare at the situation before continuing on their own businesses.

"I just wanted to know what was wrong is all," Trent replied, a bit heart-broken from being yelled at. He knew he was always being yelled at, but those were yells by people he disliked. He had no real reason to dislike the girl before him. At least not yet.

"You... can speak even... never mind," Brenda turned away from the golden retriever and continued walking along the sidewalk. She wore a hat over her blond hair in order to hide her tear-streakened face. "I just..."

"Oh, hotdogs! Want one?" Trent asked as he suddenly materialized in front of Brenda with a hotdog in each hand. They were the jumbo-sized hotdogs that were sold by hotdog stands.

"Where did you get those?" Brenda stared at the hotdogs, then turned to look behind her. An understandably angry hotdog vendor was headed their way. With a shocked expression on her face, she grabbed Trent by the wrist and ran. "Oh my god, I can't believe... run!"

"Running's fun!" Trent laughed as he followed the blond girl. "Say, we're friends, right? Brenda?"

"Yeah, sure! Whatever! Just run!" Brenda gasped.

*****

Blue Mage: Hello, Hyperdog! Good to see you online again.

|-|yp3|2_|>4//6: H3Y 3v3ry 1!

Blue Mage: Haha, it's just me right now. Don't worry, I think the others should be getting here soon.

|-|yp3|2_|>4//6: Blue Mage! You're a blue mage! You're like a wizard, right? You can do amazing things, right?

Blue Mage: Um... it's just a name. I wish I could do amazing things, though. Even if it's regular amazing stuff. :p

|-|yp3|2_|>4//6: ThIs Is No TiMe FoR yOuR nEgAtIvE aTtItUdE1!1 I nEeD yOuR hElP1!1

Blue Mage: ???

*****

"First thing we do when we get home after being chased by a hotdog vendor... huh?" Brenda asked skeptically as she watched the dog man use her computer. "Why are you humming like that, anyway?"

"I like listening to music, that's why," Trent replied with a grin on his face. "When I hear no music, I just hum some tunes I remember!"

"I see..." Brenda blinked as she walked out of the bedroom and towards the balcony for a breath of fresh air. She sighed this time not in relief but in exasperation. Trent was getting to be quite a handful. The youngster had some sort of... ability to turn things upside down. What kind of mood was she in before... she could scarcely remember. The blond girl even forgot all about the pic... the pictures! How could she forget about them?

Suddenly, a smile grew on her face and she chuckled to herself. She forgot... she thought that the incident would scar her for the rest of her life, but she forgot. It was strange how a week old relationship with a lunatic of a dog man could make a bunch of pictures pale in comparison. Trent... it was like he didn't even care what others thought about him. He could strip naked and dance in front of the whole school and not have a care in the world.

She leaned against the railings of the balcony and stared up at the night sky. She wondered again how it could be night so soon. Did time really pass that quickly? She vaguely remembered doing many other things in the city with Trent besides escape a hotdog vendor. Apparently, adrenaline made events pass by in a flash.

"Hello! Staring at the stars?" Trent asked as his upside-down face suddenly appeared right in front of Brenda.

"Kyaa!" Brenda cried out in surprise as she fell on her butt. She looked upwards to see the dog man grabbing hold of the railings with one hand. Trent was doing a one-handed handstand on the edge of the balcony. "How... an acrobat, too?"

"I can do a whole bunch of other things!" Trent laughed as he jumped back on the balcony on all fours.

"Are you... did you escape from the circus or something?" Brenda asked with a questioning look on her face. She got up off the balcony floor and headed back inside. "It's been a long day. I just... I just want to sleep."

"Right, of course! Don't let the bed bugs bite!" Trent smiled as he said good-night to the blond girl. As soon as Brenda went back into the house, the youngster back-flipped and leapt off the balcony. Once he landed outside the house, he snickered, "time to initiate Plan Pic-Strike! God, that's cheesy..."

*****

Blue Mage: Er... what do you plan on doing with these?

|-|yp3|2_|>4//6: Gimme gimme gimme!

Blue Mage: Um... I did the best I could, but I'm not sure if they're... you know... good enough.

|-|yp3|2_|>4//6: Gimme gimme gimme!

Blue Mage: Alright, I'll send them over, now.

*****

She didn't know why she bothered coming back to school... but she decided to, anyway. She hoped that the other students would forget about the pictures, but she knew that was very unlikely to happen. Brenda took a deep breathe, then re-entered the school she ran away from.

"Oh my god! More pictures!"

"These are back up again?"

"Haha! She looks like a slut!"

Brenda froze.

She looked up at the walls, expecting to find more degrading pictures of herself. She was right... but...

"The entire football team's gay?"

"You idiot! It's obvious these pictures are fake!"

"Hey, this one looks pretty real!"

"Wow, Sally and Tia are lesbian bondage queens?"

"Oh my good! Hahahaha!!! You gotta look at this! The principal's godzilla!"

"King Kong fucking the art teacher, huh? That's not very original."

"Hey, if these pics are fake, you think maybe those pics of Brenda were also fake?"

"Idiot, pretty obvious they're fake. Though gotta say, they look pretty realistic. Who did these?"

Brenda could not believe her eyes. All over the school, on every wall, there were photoshopped pictures of not only herself, but of her fellow students. Even Spike and his friends had a pic up! At first, it did not seem obvious that the pictures were fake, but... it became obvious once one saw the more absurd pictures.

"Piggy P.E. teacher! Hahahahaha!!!"

Brenda immediately noticed something in the corner of her eye. She turned towards a window and looked outside towards the football field. Her eyes went wide as soon as she saw Trent waving in greeting. The blond girl hurried outside in order to get to the dog man before anyone noticed.

"Hello! Like my handiwork?" Trent chuckled as soon as his newfound friend was within hearing distance. "I asked a friend of mine to photoshop some pics. It was fun!"

"Did anyone see you put up those pictures?" Brenda asked in a worried tone of voice.

"Nope, not a soul! Ninja must be sneaky and deadly, you know!" Trent laughed out loud.

"That's... that's good," Brenda sighed with relief. She stared at the young man many called a lunatic, then hugged him. "Why? I barely even know you."

"I asked you if we were friends and you said yes!" Trent replied with a goofy grin on his face. He then whispered into Brenda's ear. "Hey, wanna skip school?"

"Let's go," Brenda nodded her head as she followed her new strange friend.

*****

"Trent did this, I just know it," Spike seethed as he stared hard at a picture of himself fucking a sheep.

"Is he even smart enough to use a computer?" Sting muttered as she ripped up a picture of herself depicted as a dog slave. Her eyes immediately glared at Nails and Razor, who were hiding a stack-load of pictures under their shirts. "You better not have any of mine or you guys are dead!"

"Don't worry," Nails replied, who had a picture of Sting urinating into a litterbox.

"We don't," Razor added, who had a picture of Sting lapping up milk from a dish.

"You're dead," Sting growled as she revealed the pictures she stole from Nails and Razor. After ripping the pictures up, she commenced chasing after her 'friends' with an extremely violent look in her eyes.

"He'll pay for this... oh he'll pay dearly," Spike growled as he burnt his picture.

*****

"I don't just do this for anybody, you know?" Brenda explained as she siddled up next to Trent. They were back near the lake, sitting on a long and staring out into the peaceful scenery. The moon was up and the stars were out. Stars were rare nowadays... too rare. "My parents, fortunately, believe that the pictures are fake... just like everyone else, but... they still think it's better if I switch schools next year."

"Yeah? Maybe I'll go with you," Trent replied, goofy grin still on his face. "School looks like fun! I'll join next year as a student!"

"Uh... well... I'm sure you'll be popular," Brenda replied, trying to picture the dog man as a normal high school student. She placed a hand on Trent's crotch.

"Your hand's on my crotch," Trent noted as he stared at the slender hand stroking the bulge in his trousers.

"....." Brenda suddenly appeared in between Trent's legs, undoing the zipper. She reached into the young man's trousers and felt around until she found what she was looking for. She gasped as soon as she saw just how big Trent was.

"Eh heh... lots of other dogs have bigger," Trent chuckled as he looked down at his own 14 inch cock. "Plus it goes inside my body when I'm not using it."

"Normally, I'd be freaked out, but... I'm not even scared," Brenda replied as she stared at the monster of a cock pointing right at her. She grabbed the long flesh with both of her hands and gently stroked it up and down. She stared at the cock some more, then gathered up enough courage to go for it. She opened up her mouth and closed her lips around the head of the penis.

"Whoa... that feels good," Trent blinked in surprise. Suffice to say, this was the first time anyone had ever done this with him... as a human. He vaguely remembered a girl whom he had sex with as a puppy.

"Mmm..." Brenda moaned as she continued sucking on the dog man's cock. She ran her fingers along the shaft, feeling its entire length. Her tongue swished and played around with the head of the cock. She immediately felt something growing at the base of Trent's cock. A knot was actually forming there!

Intrigued instead of freaked out, the blond girl continued sucking on the cock. One hand stroked and explored the surface of the newly formed knot. The other hand played around with the balls dangling down between the young man's legs. Brenda continued playing around with the cock with her tongue until she felt the first sign of ejaculation. She immediately pulled away and off to the side to avoid the load of semen from hitting her face.

"Wow... that was good!" Trent exclaimed in excitement. He beamed a smile at Brenda and said, "more fun than anything I've experienced, really."

"Really now," Brenda smirked as she sat back down beside the dare devil.

"Ahem, were we interrupting something?" A voice rang out behind the newly formed couple.

"Oh no..." Brenda's eyes went wide for she recognized the voice.

"Trent and Brenda. The popular psychopath who acts like a retard and the popular bitch who only knows how to spend money. Wow... I never thought such pairing was possible," Spike sneered as he and his friends appeared out of the shadows. The blue haired punk glared at Trent as he continued, "why the fuck are you with this bitch, huh? What's the idea, putting up all those pictures? If you wanted to do her, you should've came with us when we raped that bitch! Don't you remember what she and her boy toy did to us?"

"Hmm... sorry, could you repeat that? I have a condition the docs call 'short attention span'," Trent replied as he scratched his head. "I kinda stopped listening after 'idea,' really..."

"Ya stupid long-haired hippie! I told the entire football team that you were behind the pictures! They've got an axe to grind with ya," Spike growled as he signalled for the entire highschool football team to appear. True to his word, more than twenty extremely well-built highschool students appeared out of their cars. How did they miss the sound of incoming cars?

"I see, I see..." Trent chuckled as he stood up off the log. He pulled up his trousers and zipped them up. A malicious grin etched across his face as he cracked his knuckles and said, "so you've all got an axe to grind, huh? This'll be a good warm-up."

"It's twenty-five to two, you really think you can beat all of us?" Spike grinned before rushing the dog man.

"Excuse me for a moment, this won't take long," Trent chuckled again towards a bewildered Brenda. As soon as Spike was within striking distance, Trent turned right around and smashed a round-house kick into his face.

Spike went down with a thud.

Razor and Nails stared at their leader for a moment, then decided to join in on the fight. Razor, sporting brass knuckles, threw a punch towards Trent's face. Trent counter-attacked by grabbing the punching arm by the wrist and pulling hard. At the same time, he sent a left backfist towards the face by swinging it above his opponent's punching arm. Once Razor was down, he turned his attention on Nails, who... um... decided to back away.

"You know, things'll take too long if I fought fair," Trent chuckled as he pulled out a recorder from... somewhere. He quickly turned towards Brenda and shouted, "cover your ears!"

As soon as Brenda covered her ears, Trent played a single note on the recorder. The brown note to be exact.

"Ah!!!" The football players were shocked to find that... well... they pooped in their pants. They immediately ran back to their cars to get spare pants.

"Ugh..." Nails grunted as he pinched his nose at the horrid stench he made.

"Oh my god..." Sting shuddered as she pulled her fingers out from her ears. Those fingers were immediately used to pinch her nose to block out the horrid stench of twenty-somthing people who pooped in their pants. She suddenly realized that something else was wrong, "where... where did those two go?!"

*****

Blue Mage: So how'd it go?

|-|yp3|2_|>4//6: 62347!!!!!!!!!1111

Blue Mage: Er... great, huh? That's... good to hear.

|-|yp3|2_|>4//6: I'll be going to a new school next year!

Blue Mage: Cool! I'm going to a new school next year, too. Hey, maybe we'll meet up or something!

|-|yp3|2_|>4//6: 7H47 50UN|>5 62347!!! What bout you, Killer666?

*Killer666 has signed off*

*****

"Why do I have a feeling my school life isn't going to be a normal one?" A certain seventeen year old named Tim asked as he logged off for the night.