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The Principal's Office Part 1: Erica

bballbluepizza on Teen Stories

One day in gym class my two best friends Erica and Brenda got into a slap fight and the principal had to come and break it up. Since Erica started the fight she followed the principal into his office and told her to sit in the lobby and wait until he called her in.

 

Erica wondered what her punishment was g

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oing to be. After a few minutes the principal finally called her into his office. Erica sat down and was amazed at what she saw. The principal undid his pants and said your punishment is to let me fuck you.

 

Erica all of a sudden got a look on her face when she saw his huge 10 inch cock. She had always liked to fuck anyone she wanted and now she got to fuck the principal. She quickly stripped out of her clothes, got on her knees, and began to suck on his cock. She lapped her tongue around it for a few minutes. Erica then ordered the principal to sit in his chair so he could fuck her.

 

So the principal sat down in his chair and Erica climbed on top of him a she let out a little moan as she slid his giant cock into her 15-year-old pussy. She soon began to pick up the pace and before she knew she was fucking him so fast his chair was moving. The principal picked up Erica from his chair and set her on the ground. He said, get on all fours so I can fuck your ass. Erica gladly got on all fours because she loved getting fucked in the ass. She moaned loudly when he stuck it in because she had never had one this big before. He thrusted into her ass sharply for about five minutes then she came all over his cock. The principal felt his cock throbbing so he pulled out and Erica sucked his cock until he blew his load into her mouth.

 

Then the principal said after you get cleaned up send Brenda in her so I can give her her punishment as well.

 

The Principal’s Office Part 2: Brenda Cumming Soon!

pt1 The crash the found love and the tears

gathmoon on Teen Stories

    My senior year of highschool, god i can remember coming into Highschool as a messed up little bitch of a freshman getting kicked around by the upperclassmen. But all that was over I had gratuated and my entire class was going to the hawaiian islands for our last class wide party. god expensive as shit but soooooo worth it. Let me tell you quickly about myself i am 18 years old the name is Steve i was one of those kids that everybody knew but only a few really knew who i was, the outcast of almost every group i hung out with. But i was attractive at best and tall 6'5 234,  so i was pretty big and no i wasn't a football jock and the entire team hated me for it. But i was never popular and college and this t
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rip were the only thing on my mind, oh and of course all of the gorgeous women in my graduating class. The best thing about this trip besides Hawaii was that i would get to watch all these amazingly hot chicks get almost naked for a month (score)!


       Two hours into flight towards Hawaii leaving cali.

the only problem with planes is that sometimes they crash and i got that feeling in the pit of my stomach the turbulance we had just hit was far from normal amounts. Of course as i have these thoughts the capitan comes on over the loud speaker and tells us all to brace ourselves for a water landing. now for those of you that don't know planes don't float so i knew this was bullshit and that i was going to die just after graduteing from the worst and best four years of my entire 19 year life span *sigh* great. my seatbelt is on my hands are folded across my lap and the ass of the class sam who happens to be sitting next to me wips out a blunt and says "if i'm going to die i am going to do it happy." I never thoguht it would be me and him who would be the only calm ones on the plane willing to accept our fate for the first time in four years i gave him a smile he did the same thing right back with a blunt in his mouth looking  seren even though we both knew the drug would never reach his system before we crashed and died.


sometime later on some island mid pacific ocean


Have you had one of those wakeups were you think shit i am dead and an angel is draggiing me to the gates of heaven to be judged, fuck this was that day. my eys and face were to covered in water to realize wtf was going on. all i heard was wave after wave and a voice i recognized saying "hold on almost there." it was a vocie i recognized it was familiar to me i had heard it before lots of times actually it was a girls voice and from what i could tell it was Jesse a girl who inexplicably had been in 2 of my classes all the way through highschool. I can tell you Jesse was and always had been amazingly pretty maybe 5'5 with beautiful pert bcup breasts and skin that was a brilliant bronze color perfecxtly suited to her oval face and long brown hair that always made me turn in my seat just to catch a glimpse. Here i was waist deep in water being pulled out to safety by one the smallest girls in my entire class and she was saving me the second largest kid in the school. We both collapsed on the beach my face in the sand her lying right next to me panting like i was. I think i knew then that we might be the only two left of my entire 456 person class i don't know how or why but everyone else was probably dead and their belongings were beggining to pile up on the beach pushed there by the waves.

30 minutes later sitting on the beach with Jesse

We were both crying no way we wouldn't be. as far as we knew all of our freinds in the entire world almost had just died in a terrible and unexplained plane accident. her head was on my shoulder and she was balling i wasn't as bad i had lived through stuff like this my entire life, my dad had died when iwas 6 my borther was stabbed in prison when i was 17 my grandma had died when i was 18 my other brother josh got killed in action in iraq on his second tour of duty there. I knew the tune death brought but Jesse was one of the girls like most of the population of my town was shieled form that stuff and wasn't used to being assaulted with so many emotions so quickly. As much as i hated having to be the rock that is what i was i was, the only shoulder she had left to cry on and she did. I lifted her up after a good hour and i hugged her told her it was gonna be ok but that we needed to go through all the stuff we had on us and the stuff in the packs from our now dead friends. As she walked off down the beach to gather supplies and bags for us to go through i noticed how little this goddess was wearing, a ripped thin skirt and a bikini top appeared to be it. I think it was then i realized that no matter how terrible this whole experince was i was alone with a sex crazed, depressed, charming, intelligent , witty, beautiful girl my ow n age who i had always suspected might have a crush on me however slightly.

40 minutesd later same beach lots of piles of stuff

so it would seem that a plane full of teens can sneak lots of stuff by the airport security. in a small time we had collected about 100lbs of assorted liqueurs assorted sizes of knives lighters matches a couple diffrent kinds of other assorted things and tons of clothes which neither of us felt like even pretending we were going to wear and promptly we burned them all tearfully. she looked at me i started back at her as we both cried and we both went  for it at the same time i leaned down and she stood taller on her toes and we kissed under a full moon with our many friends assorted things burning near us providing us with the light we needed to see eachother and the warmth that drove away the hurt in us. As we Kissed we went to the ground our lips kept touching back forth as lovers kiss this was not the love of teens this was real we shared our first real kiss of both of our lives in the face of the worst times of our lives. she whispered quitely that she wanted me she wanted me to make love to her right there in front of the fire as she knew we should have long before at school ina bedroom together. Now despite my good lucks and my talll darka nd handsome exterior i was in fact a virgin, this was not to say i didn't know what to do i had three brothers adn through highschool i had an internet hooked up computer in my room so i knew how it worked or so i thought. She kissed me again and i kissed her back almost fiercly animalistic in my attempts to please her before we even started our little romp of love. we broke our long kiss adn she stood up and guickly took off her skirt and panties and i got a full vie wof her pefect shaved mound of flesh she then took her top over her head slowly almost with a sort of striptease in mind which ha di not been so enthralled with looking at her nake dbronze figure and perfect breasts would have bothered me to no end but my first time would not be rushed no matter the circumstances. she lay back down next to me and slowly put her hands down my shorts to grab my now fully erect penis whihc measured ina t a fair 6.5 inches. we both fumbled to remove my shorts and finally did, as soon as they were gone her small lips came down on penis like it was the only thing she would ever suck on again. She made slow deliberate up and downs bobbing her head using her tongue to lick the head whenever she came up a little further than normal of her rhythmic bobbing i never got the chanc eto tell her iwas going to cum i was in to much ecstasy she didn't seem to mind and took all of my cum down her throat like a pronot missing any of it except for the little bit she got on her chin when she took her mouth off my dick. She swallowed what was left in her mouth adn kissed me again as she crawled up my body dragging her small but perfect breasts up my body as she came up. she kissed me again and i guickly put her back to the sand and positioned myself kneeling in front of her pussy. iasked her if she was ready she panted "yes" and i slowly entered her. it was like nothing i had ever felt before it was absolutly amazing she was tight but slick and ready for me. it was amazing going in an out over and over against her holding one breast in each of my hands not roughly pulling or kneeding but slowly caressing and manipulating them ocasionally bending down and sucking on them slowly but with force and love. I felt suddenly the quick contraction of her vagina and knew she was getting ready to cum i was to we both knew it we both wanted it. we came simultaneously it was one of those out of body experinces i felt nothing but joy and happiness that i had never felt before and a physical feeling like none i had ever felt before. as we slowly came back down to earth again i collapsed next to her and we both smiled and kissed again. I told her that this might be the start of something wonderful. and under the fire and the moon on the eve of a terrible crash that destroyed our worlds we got ready to start a new life on a strange place together.


PT2 new life, love and rebuilding

My first time

xo_ellysa on Teen Stories

It was 3 months ago, september 2, 2006. i waited very impatiently for my mother to get home from work so i could go see my boyfriend of 6 months, shaun. i was a virgin, bryan and i had talked about having sex before and had come close to fucking several times. i loved how his hard cock felt in my mouth or against my jeans. finally my mother pulled into the driveway & beeped the horn. i ran outside, climbed into the car & she drove me to shauns. i arrived at his house... & i was nervous. He answered the door.

"hey baby," he said with a smile and a kiss.

I just smiled, I knew what was about to happen. His parents weren't home, they were lawyers and worked late. we immediately went up to his bedroom. we stopped in the doorway of his room, he pushed me

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against the frame of the door and started kissing me, shoving his tongue in my mouth. i grabbed his back, and started reaching for his cock. he stopped kissing me and went for my neck, an instant turn-on. i could hear him breathing deep as i reached for the button of his pants. he grabbed my tits and my pussy. i was getting wet. once i got his pants unbuttoned, he stopped, and led me to his bed. i started getting nervous. he climbed on top of me.

"are you ready?" he asked.

"yes." i replied.

he looked at me and smiled. "i love you baby."

as we undressed eachother, he shut off the light next to his bed. everything went dark, but it wasnt completely dark outside so the lighting was just perfect. as we both lay there naked, still kissing and touching, he got on all fours.

"you're sure?" he asked.

"i'm sure. but it's going to hurt so go easy okay?" i replied.

"i will baby don't worry."

my legs were shaking, he was on top. my legs were spread and he was in between them. he started to finger me, i moaned and grabbed his back. it felt amazing. i was getting wetter by the second. i pulled his head to me and kissed him hard.

"fuck me shaun."

he looked at me and smiled. i was on birth control, so we didn't bother taking the time to put a condom on, i had never been with anyone else, shaun had... but we'd been checked for diseases.

"open up your pussy."

i did as he said..i took my pointer finger & my middle finger and opened my pussy for his huge 8" cock to go inside me. he got his cock right onto my pussy but didn't push it in yet.

"you ready?" he asked.

"mhm." i moaned.

he kissed me and pushed his hard, massive cock into my tight, wet pussy. i moaned and scratched at his back. it hurt worse than i thought it would. he was going slow & i moaned & cried a little.

"am i hurting you baby?" he asked as he stopped, with his cock still deep inside me.

"not alot, keep going."

he kept going...he went slow for about 10 more minutes.

"can i go harder?" he asked, breathing hard.

"yeah." is all i said.

he started pounding me. i moaned and screamed. i was loving it. the hurt finally went away and his cock felt good inside me. he was rocking me so hard i could barely breathe.

i moaned. "aww, fuck me harder shaun. fuck me! aww baby"

he let out a slight moan. and was breathing harder than ever. he kept pounding me, faster and faster by the minute. i could feel his cock getting harder & harder. i felt something i had never felt before, & he pushed his cock in my pussy as hard as he could, and hit the spot. my cum & blood went everywhere. all over his cock and the bed. i kept moaning.

"do you want me to stop?"

"no baby keep going til you cum"

he kept going. pounding and pounding for about 5 minutes. then he grabbed my hip as hard as he could with one hand and started thrusting harder than ever. i squealed. it felt so amazing.

"oh baby fuck me, you're doing so good. im about to cum" he moaned.

he fucked me harder and harder for about a minute. and i could feel him exploding inside of me. he wiped himself off & wiped me off.

"i made you bleed, are you okay?" he asked

i just smiled. and he smiled back.

There is more than one way to eat cum, and sharing is caring especially with loved ones...

Drk96 on Teen Stories

 

Julie was always considered the 'Nice' girl, however behind closed doors with her boyfriend she was a completely different person. Nick couldn't believe his luck to be with such a hot girl. Julie a 17 year old c cup with an amazing ass, dating him. Nick was a typical semi athletic mediocre student with an unconventionally kinky girlfriend. Every other day he would visit Julie spending most of their time fooling around or just watching a movie. On Monday Nick had decided to pay a visit to his girl.

"Hey." Nick said as she opened the door.

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ca,sans-serif">"Hey love..."she said with a smile on her face thinking about all the things she was going to do to him in just a few minutes.

As she lead him up the stairs Nick couldn't help but stare at her amazing ass. Unfortunately for him on this particular day she had decided to wear a mini skirt with a red cotton thong. As she hopped up the stairs her skirt seductively rose up almost revealing her panties before floating back down against her athletic thighs. Nick immediately got a hard on. Julie continued to lead him up the stairs and down the hall to her room, knowing very well that his eyes had not left her ass since he had entered her house. This turned her on a lot, and in no time she was soaking wet.

After entering her room she turned and closed the door, however she forgot to lock it. Turning to face her boyfriend she immediately noticed that he had a hard on. She wasted no time and began to kiss him while her hands lead themselves to his zipper and began undoing it. He moaned slightly, knowing full well what he was in for. She continued to kiss him, flicking her tongue around the inside of his mouth. As they kissed she began to slide her hand down his boxer looking for her favorite piece of candy.

She just couldn't get enough of his cock, she loved its taste and rubbery feel. She also loved to stare at it. Sometimes when he was asleep she would quietly unzip his pants and get a taste before quickly tucking it away.

After she finally found her yummy candy, she pulled down his pants and she dropped to her knees. As she knelt before her object of admiration she wet her lips as she prepared herself for her feast. She had asked Nick last week not to wash his cock. She knew that after a few days the smell became strong and smegma would form around the crown of his cock. Of course she didn't want him to smell bad but luckily he was uncut. He could easily take a shower so long as he didn't pull his foreskin back and wash his glands. As she got closer the smell of his cock floated into her nose thickly.

"hmmm..." she cooed as she looked up at him with an innocent look. "all this food for me? but how will I finish it all?" she asked.

"oh well I’m sure you can do it." said Nick with a slight flush on his face.

At the tip of his penis a pearl of his precum informed her of his excitement.

"yummy..." she moaned as she leaned in and gave his cock tip a quick lick. "Sit." she commanded him as she pushed him slowly backwards onto her bed.

She began slowly by kissing around his inner thighs and sack. She buried her nose into the base of his cock. As she did her tongue left her mouth and began to trace the contours of his groin. She made her way up to the tip of his cock slowly kissing, licking, and biting it.

Nick moaned as his girlfriend continued to make her way up his length.

After she finally reached the tip of his cock she began to lick the extra skin that was his foreskin. She began nibbling at the folds as she began to tighten her grip at the base of his cock, pulling back his skin.

As his foreskin began to retreat downward the beginnings of his smegma began to show. Some of his dry semen and smega got left stranded at the tip of his cock. Julie quickly lick it up and placed it at the back of her mouth chewing it softly savoring the strong flavor.

"Thank you." she said politely as she kept on sucking and chewing on his yummy cock.

"WHAT THE FUCK!!!" Yelled Julie's sister standing at the door way with her hands on her hips. Julie quickly got up and turned around with some of Nick's smegma on her lips.

"What the fuck... why... didn't you tell me?!” asked Daniel Julie's sister.

Even though Daniel and Julie were related they didn't quite look the same. Daniel was a blonde 21 year old with glasses and a small waist along with a small chest. An overall petite girl. While Julie was a redhead with a bigger ass, waist, and tits.

"Why didn't you tell me he was coming over? I wouldn't have filled up on Jake half an hour ago.

"Damn it Daniel!" yelled Julie "why the fuck do you have to eat Jake’s cum everyday? What the fuck, why can't you leave me some too? No wonder whenever I try to suck him off he runs away. You've already sucked him dry! What now? You want me to share..?" She paused for a minute and a small smile began to spread across her face. "Fine.... I can't hold a grudge." Julie giggled as she walked towards her sister looking her up and down. Daniel did the same and halfway in between they met with parted lips and darting tongues.

"Jake...omg... that is so hot!" Nick thought to himself. Jake was their pure breed golden Labrador he was only 6 years old but thanks to Daniel and Julie he had developed his sexuality early. Julie liked to suck him off while saving the excess amount of cum in a container which she would eat later as a midnight snack or use as a condiment for her food. Daniel like to do the same however, she also allowed Jake ride her and fuck her anally.

As Daniel and Julie made out in the corner of the room, Nick's cock throbbed angrily after being neglected and having been witness to this lurid act between sisters.

"Hey how about me?" Nick asked, half whispering, not wanting to stop the show.

Julie and Daniel exchanged looks for a second before Julie broke the silence by saying "after you."

Daniel made her way over to Nick who was laying on the bed. With his 6 and a half inch cock pointing straight up in the air. As she bent over to get a taste of her little sisters' boyfriend, her white thong began to peek out over the hem of her jeans. Her tube top hugged her tightly emphasizing her small waist.

Daniel's tongue made contact with the tip of his penis and an electric shock shot though his body making his cock spew yet another drop of his pre cum.

"Hey don't eat it all!" growled Julie as she quickly dropped to her knees next to her sister at the side of the bed. From where she knelt she had a perfect view of her sister licking the tip of his cock. She also had a perfect view of his anus and his balls. She pushed her face into his balls and began to suck each on in turn into her mouth while letting her tongue wander over his anus and then back up to the base of his sack.

Nick groaned and moaned as he looked down at his amazing luck. Getting sucked of by two girls, sisters!

Amidst his pleasure Nick managed to utter the words

"switch places..."

Immediately Daniel licked and sucked her way to the tip of his cock while Daniel made her way down to his balls. As julie licked the shaft of her boyfriends cock she saw the spit trails where her sister had licked the tip of the cock they were sharing. Luckily she left behind all the smegma that Julie had wanted to eat. Without delay they both got to work, almost flawlessly Julie opened her mouth and swallowed the entire length of his cock while Daniel swallowed Nick's left nut. As she slid back up Julie scraped of some of the smegma, that was stuck to the crown of his cock, with her teeth.

Nick winced at this slightly but continued to enjoy the pleasure their tongues brought him. After Julie got a nice chunk of her favorite candy she moved the soft wad to the back of her throat and continued to lick and bite off chunks of the remaining smegma. After a week of not washing his cock there was enough there for a cheek full. After she was contempt that she had cleaned his cock completely she backed of his cock and began to chew the mouthful of smegma she had in her mouth.

Savoring the salty and tangy taste it had. As she backed off Daniel slid her tongue back up to the tip of his cock. After finding out that there was no smegma left she turned to ivonne and pouted asking where she had put it. Julie answered by opening her mouth and showing her sister the chewed up cock food.

"Aww..." groaned Daniel sadly.

"don't worry I won't swallow it, we'll use it as a topping for some toast.

"O.K.!" beamed Daniel happily as she went back to work on Nick's cock. "Go...g...et... b...u.....ed.."Daniel told Julie with a mouth full of cock.

Nick couldn't believe what was happening to him. He just couldn't believe how lucky he was. He was going to actually feed a family his cum. Well two sister of the same family. He smiled at this thought as he looked down at Julie's sister who was greedily slurping away at his cock while looking up at him with her brown eyes behind her black rimmed glasses and blonde hair draped over the sides of her face. Her glasses made her look so hot and professional that he almost lost it right there but he had to hold off at least until Julie returned with a piece of bread. Over Daniel's bobbing head he could see a tattoo on her lower back, this turned him on further..

"Oh, my... that feels soo...oo..o good oh god." groaned Nick as Daniel happily sucked his fat dick. Just as Julie walked back into the room holding a piece of bread in her hand, Nick began to feel that familiar bubbling feeling in the pit of his stomach and the tightening of his balls.

"I'm going to cum..." Nick moaned while Daniel kept on bobbing her head up and down his cock, pushing the tip of his cock down the back of her throat every time. After Julie heard this she quickly dropped to her knees holding the slice of toasted bread close to Daniel’s bobbing head and Nick's cock. On the bread a thin layer of smegma had been evenly spread.

"Ahhh! ugh omg!!!" Nick moaned loudly as his cock began to throb violently. Just as the girls heard this, Daniel lifted her head as his first shot of cum spurt out of his pee hole and onto the piece of bread Julie had placed before it. "oh..." Nick sighed as his cock continued to shoot its load onto the bread.

"Yummy!" the girls said in unison as they saw the cum begin to drip unto the bread. The girls looked at each other and began to giggle.

As the force of his spurts began to lessen Julie place to bread under his cock to catch the rest of the dripping jizz on the bread. After the cock had stopped throbbing Daniel scraped off the remainder of the cum with her finger and flicked it unto the bread. The bread not seemed utterly soaked with cum. There was at least half a cup of cum . It seem almost inhuman but then again he had not masturbated for over a week. He had been saving it for this day.

"And some for the chef!" Julie said as she leaned in and lick the tip of the cock glistening clean.

With that Nick, exhausted, fell asleep.

The girls looked at each other and laughed as Julie offered the bread to Daniel. Daniel took the piece of bread carefully and took a big bite out of the corner.

"Hey leave some for me!" whined Julie as she took the bread back and took a bigger bite herself.

The girls continued to giggle as they spit out particles of bread and cum. Just as the girls had finished eating their delicious bread and cum lunch, the sound of a collar was heard outside of the hall. As the girls looked up from licking their finger tips, Jake walked into the room sporting a fat 7 inch purple, veined, and shiny cock. The girls look at each other and smiled mischievously, all the bread had done was tease their appetitive.

sasuke's gift part 3

baker81 on Teen Stories



sasuke's gift part 3




the nurse walks over and when shes close sasuke notices that the nurse is ten ten sasuke ,ino and sakura slow start to take ten ten's clothes caressing her breast thourgh the thin fabric of the uniform sasuke takes off her blouse and ten ten doesent have a a bra on so he cups her size 29 c breast in his hand and teasing her nipples.sakura and ino have her skirt off and are kissing her upper thigh near her swollen lips of her pussy. sakura looks up as sasuke is sharing a passionate kiss she stands up and breaks the kiss and takes ten ten and throws her on the bed ino cathes the hint and pins her arms sakura spreads her legs and pins them sasuke starts on her and soon she gives in so
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sakura and ino let her go and they go into the 69 stance while sasuke and ten ten grind against each other going with the movement there bodys tell them ten ten cums about 3 times the sasuke takes out his dick and cums all over her pelvise she had 2 more orgasms and pases out on the bed they all slow finsh up and fall asleep and naruto walks in with hinata and sees the naked genin and says "we are going to have some fun with this" hinata's face turns red and kisses naruto  passionently......                             Â




to be continued........

My First Lover

Luckymann on Teen Stories


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               My First Lover

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

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d. I guess I was a late bloomer.
 About a month before school let out for the summer, I bought an old car and enjoyed my first taste of freedom. No longer was I dependent on Dad for transportation.Â
 The car was a 1951, two-toned green, Chevy Deluxe, and it cost me all of $50.00. It was old, but it looked decent and ran well. It only used a quart of oil a week, and the six cylinder engine got pretty good gas mileage, not that gas mileage was a major consideration in 1964. Gas was 25-30 cents a gallon.
 I was the only guy in my group to have his own car. That made me rather popular among my peers. Four or five of the guys would each chip in 50 cents for gas, and we could cruise all night.Â
 Throughout the nearly completed school year, I had been enamored with the twin sister of a classmate. She too, had recently turn eighteen. Ann and I had chatted many times in the hallways of our school or at ball games. She had a giggle in her voice that I just loved hearing. She seemed sweet, but since I had no car, there was no way I could take her anywhere on a date.   Â
 Shortly after getting my car, I was able to work up the courage to asked Ann out. I asked her if she'd like to go for a burger at the local A&W. At the time, I couldn't afford much more. I began breathing again only when she said she’d go with me.
 Ann was cute and petite. She stood 5’5” and weighed maybe 100 pounds. Her eyes were deep brown. She wore her hair in the typical styles of the 60s. It was either piled high on her head in a beehive or flipped up at her shoulders. Her hair was held in place by a heavy coating of hair spray. Ann, and her friends, must have kept the hair spray industry in business. Many of the guys joked about not smoking around their girlfriends hair out of fear of an explosion from all the hairspray.
 Friday evening I went to her home to pick Ann up. Instead of waiting in her driveway and blowing the horn, I got out and knocked on her door. She invited me in to meet her parents. I was scared to death, but stood straight and walked in.     Â
 Her mother gave me a look that could have frozen a tropical paradise. Her father, however, offered me a beer. Hoping to make a good impression, I told him that I couldn’t drink at that time. Since I would be driving Ann to the A&W, and didn’t want to get into any trouble, I'd have to pass on the beer. I then told him I’d be happy to have a beer with him when we returned later, if he still wanted me to.Â
 Ann father smiled at me, but said nothing.Â
 Ann’s mother asked me a million questions. Her father just continued to smile at Ann and I. He winked as we headed for the door, and told us to have a good time.
 Ann was wearing her typical attire, a colorful blouse and blue jeans. Her blouse seemed a bit to small and the button between Ann's breasts seemed about to let go. Ann’s breasts were small, about the size of oranges. However, her tight blouse tended to show them off.Â
 During the 10 mile ride to town and the A&W, Ann sat near the passenger door. We talked about many things, but mostly school stuff. As we pulled into the A&W, I told her she was my first real date, and I was a bit nervous (scared to death was more like it).Â
 Ann smiled and slid over to sit close to me. When I got the car parked in a drive-in stall at the A&W, she took my right arm and draped it over her right shoulder. She then leaned over and kissed my cheek.
 The car-hop came and took our orders for Trojan Burgers, onion rings, and root beers. The Trojan Burger was a feature of that particular A&W. It was named for the local school's sports teams. Over the succeeding 35 years, I have never been able to find a burger that tasted quite as good, or made as much of a mess.Â
 After finishing our burgers, and a second root beer, it was well after dark. Ann and I began heading back to her home. She suggested we take a different route. A route that took us over the county's back roads.Â
 About half way to her place, Ann pointed to a secluded turn-off and said, "Pull in there."Â
 The turn-off wound about 100 yards off the road and into some woods. If she hadn’t known it was there, we would never have seen it.
 I was so naive! I had no idea why she wanted to stop there. Ann was about to show me why.
 I got parked the car, turned off the engine, and left radio on and playing 60s rock-n-roll. Ann turned and gave me a firm tongue-in-cheek (her tongue in my cheek) kiss. She then twisted around until she was lying cradled in my left arm. She took my right hand and pressed it tightly to her left breast.Â
 I moved the seat all the way back to give her as much room as possible. I may have been inexperienced and naive, but I was not stupid. I began kneading her breast through her clothing. I felt her nipple begin to harden.Â
 Ann softly said, "Unbutton my blouse."Â
 With a trembling hand, I clumsily unbuttoned her top. As I opened her blouse, it fell away leaving just a bra covering her breasts.Â
 "That too!" she said, as she rolled onto her right side and hugged my neck.Â
 Reaching behind her, I fumbled with the clasp of her bra. I eventually got the clasp open, and, with Ann's help, removed and tossed her bra into the back seat.Â
 Her firm young tits were a little more than a good hand full, and the nipples were very hard. I gently rubbed, squeezed, and pinched her tits and nipples.Â
 Ann was soon moaning and rocking in my lap. After a short time, she took my hand from her chest and guided it slowly to her crotch. As I rubbed her crotch, she began lifting her hips to meet my hand.Â
 Becoming bolder, I unbuttoned her jeans and lowered the zipper. Reaching inside her pants, I found and began rubbing her bush through her panties. Ann pushed my hand down further until I was rubbing her pussy's slit. Her panties were soaking wet. Pushing them aside, I continued stroking up and down her slit with my middle finger.Â
 Near the top of one of my strokes, I must have hit something tender because Ann abruptly tensed. I felt what seemed like a small, hard, pebble above her hole. When I caressed it, Ann grabbed my hand, pushed it harder into that little hard spot. She gasped, "Oh yes! Right there!"Â
 After a short time of gently rubbing that little pebble, Ann began violently thrusting her hips up to my hand. Not knowing what else to do, I just continued rubbing that little pebble, albeit a little faster and firmer. Â
 Ann soon began to relax, and, with a deep sigh, lowered her hips back to the car seat. She then rolled onto her right side and slid back from my belly a bit. She started rubbing my dick through my pants. It didn't take her long to loosen my belt, unbutton and unzip my pants, pull my shorts down, and take my dick in her hand. That alone nearly got me off. She was the first person to ever touch my dick other than myself, at least, since I was a baby.Â
 Ann was stroking up and down my dick with her left hand while she kissed and licked its head. I was soon about ready to cum.Â
    I told Ann of my impending eruption. She tightened her grip on my dick and sped up her stroking.Â
 When I erupted, she kept pumping until I was dry. She then sat up, wiped her hand on tissues from her purse, and gave me a very passionate kiss.Â
 We reassembled our clothes, and, while holding each other tightly, I slowly drove her home.
 When we got to her place, I had that beer with her father. He seemed to enjoy my company, and I enjoyed his. Most of Ann's family resented her father’s heavy drinking. Ann had explained to me why he drank so much. I soon came to understand his need for alcohol. He was very ill, and he used beer for pain relief. He suffered from cancer and passed away a few months later.Â
 I didn't drink very often, so I nursed one beer for nearly an hour. By that time, it was getting late. So, I said goodbye to Ann's father. Ann accompanied me as I headed to my car. On the way out the door, Ann's father told her to be sure to give me a nice good-bye kiss. I almost felt bad knowing what we had already done. Almost!
 Ann and I made a date to see a movie at the local drive-in Saturday night. As I opened my car door to leave, she not only kissed me goodnight, but firmly rubbed my crotch before she went inside.Â
 About 6:30 Saturday evening, I picked Ann up at her home. Her mother had already gone to work. Her father asked where we were going. I told him we'd be getting a burger and going to a movie. I didn't tell him the movie was at a drive-in. He told us to have a good time and waved as we pulled out of the drive.Â
 As soon as we hit the road, Ann slid close to me and kissed my cheek. I draped my arm over her shoulder. When she swivelled slightly to her right, my hand, more or less naturally, settled on her right breast. I lightly rubbed her breast through her blouse and bra. Reaching into into the top of her blouse, I squeezed her left tit through her bra.Â
 Ann then exhibited some contortionist abilities and removed her bra without disturbing the buttons of her blouse. I then had much easier access to her tits.Â
 Opening her top two blouse buttons, and sliding my hand into the gap, I began gently rubbing and squeezing her tits. Her nipples were soon hard little knots pushing against her blouse.
 Ann didn't replace her bra when we got to the A&W. She merely fastened one of the two open blouse buttons. Her firm tits and hard nipples seemed to be trying to escape her blouse all the time we were at the A&W.Â
 After eating, we went to the drive-in. I found a place in the back line to park, bought us some drinks, and settled in to watch the double feature.Â
 Ann laid her head on my shoulder. My right arm returned to her shoulder, and my hand to her left tit. Her left hand was rubbing the inside of my right leg. It was obvious we wouldn't be seeing much of the movie. I was about to learn why drive-in theaters were called passion pits.
 As the lot lights dimmed, and the screen came to life, I unbuttoned the top four of Ann's six blouse buttons. Her firm young tits were fully exposed to my hands and eyes. Her hardened nipples were about the size of an elementary school pencil eraser. They almost looked out of place on her petite tits. Gentle pinching of those nipples brought groans from Ann and her breathing grew rapid.
 The movie had barely started when Ann laid her head in my lap and smiled up at me. I continued rubbing and squeezing her tits with my right hand while stroking her hair with my left. She was soon cooing and moaning almost like a kitten purring. I began moving my hand down her belly. A brief pause to open the button and zipper of her jeans, and I had easy access to her panty covered pussy. Â
 Her panties were already damp. After I had stroked her slit for a short time through her panties, they had become soaked with her pussy's juices.Â
 Ann lifted her hips and pushed her jeans and panties down to her ankles. With a few little kicks of her legs, Ann had her shoes, socks, jeans, and panties laying on the car's floorboard. She dropped her left leg to the floor and laid her right knee against the seat back widely opening her crotch for my hand.Â
 I stroked up and down Ann’s slit and gently spread her pussy’s lips open with my fingers. As I slowly rubbed her little pebble, Ann began lifting her hips off the car seat.Â
 "Oh yes! Right there! More!" Ann gasp.Â
 As she rapidly thrust her hips up to my hand, I shoved a finger into her hole. That finger was quickly joined by a second.Â
 Ann, breathing very hard, reached down and held my hand tightly to her pussy, arched her back, and held her pussy high in the air. "Oh, oh, oooooh!" She gasped through rapid breaths.Â
 I could feel muscles inside her pussy twitching around my fingers. Her freely flowing juices from her pussy, drenched my hand and left a wet spot on my car’s seat.Â
 As Ann slowly settled down, she rolled onto her right side and began stroking my rock hard dick through my pants. Her face was only a few inches from my zipper.Â
 Almost before I knew it, she had opened my belt, unsnapped and unzipped my pants, and had my dick in her hand. She gently stroked the full length of my dick several times before starting to kiss and lick the underside of it.Â
 Then, without warning, Ann sat up, turned her body to face me, and laid back. She placed her head on the passenger door armrest, lifted her left leg over me, and laid it against the car's seat back. Her right leg was draped off the seat to driver's side floorboard. Some time during the process, Ann had finished opening her blouse. It lay crumpled along her sides.
       As I viewed the body before me, I was in awe. Ann was the first naked female I had ever seen. She was so beautiful. Her small tits were well proportioned to her petite body. Her belly was smooth, flat, and soft. There wasn't an ounce of fat to be found on her young body. A small patch of dark curly hair covered her pubic mound.
 I must have been staring at her, for after a while, she brought me back to reality. Holding her arms out to me, in a soft and sweet voice, she said, "Come here!"           I twisted in the seat, pushed my pants down to my knees, laid between her legs, and kissed my way up her torso to her mouth. My legs, bent at the knees, rested on the driver's door. My dick was only inches from Ann's pussy. I moved up to where my dick just barely touching her pussy.Â
 "Come on honey, make love to me, now." She said, somewhat impatiently.Â
 Naively thinking she was a virgin as I was, I very slowly pushed into her hole. I didn't want to hurt her. I had heard it hurt her the first time a girl got screwed.Â
 When I had about three inches of my cock in Ann's pussy, she wrapped her legs around my hips. She used her legs to pull me all the way into her pussy. I met no resistance. She held me there for a short time. Then, relaxing her legs, she let me pull partially out before pulling me back in. Ann used her legs to set the pace of our stroking. She soon had me hammering in and out of her hot, tender, 18-year-old pussy.Â
 In what seemed like no time, we were both about to get off.Â
 "I'm about to cum" I gasped.
 She raised her knees to her chest, hugged me tightly, and said, "Me too."
 After several hard deep strokes, I slammed deeply into her, and she locked me there with her legs. Being held deep in her pussy, I pumped my load of cum into Ann. Her pussy muscles seemed to be milking the last drop of cum from my cock. Â
 As our orgasms subsided, Ann lowered her legs. We lay together until my dick softened, and I pulled out.Â
 Holding each other as we came down, our breathing soon returned to normal. I asked, "That wasn't your first time was it?"Â
 "No!" she said with a smile. She gave no further answer, and I didn't asked any more questions.
   We dressed and cuddled through the rest of the double feature.
   Ann was my first lover and we were soon going steady. We dated through the end of high school and married the following September. Our marriage only lasted a few years, but they were fun years filled with sex.Â
 Ann loved to fuck. Unfortunately, one man was apparently not enough for her. She was one horny little bitch that turned out to be a whore. It wasn't long before she was giving her favors to someone new, as well as me.Â
 She was a great fuck though, and serviced me well during our short marriage. Ann taught me much of what I needed to know about how to pleasure a woman. For that, I am still grateful.                                   Â
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My Story

natural_aphrodisiac on Teen Stories

Chapter 1


I met Erin at college. I had just graduated from High School three months previously and was in my Freshman Year at the Moorpark Community College. I was seventeen at the time, but my birthday was in September, so the “big one-eight” was coming up soon.

Let me give you a mental image of myself. I’m an average-sized guy, about six foot; I lettered in three sports, so I’m very athletic; I have dark brown hair (although in good sunlight it takes on a lighter, redder shade), Hazel colored eyes, and a goatee that I’m very proud of.

Erin was in my first class of the day. I missed the first day of the class because of a schedule mix-up and I was a little late to the sec

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ond day. I’m always a little late. She was in the back, and, by virtue of her unassuming attire, she didn’t stand out. By that, I mean I didn’t notice her.

It was the third day of class, when she was a little later than I was, that I really saw her. She burst into this quiet little classroom talking on a cell phone wearing this tight black blouse with no bra, and this black miniskirt and fading black cowboy boots with these big lensed, pink tinted sunglasses in gold frames.

Now to describe Erin’s physical characteristics is hard enough, seeing as the only word that comes to mind is PERFECT. PERFECT ass, PERFECT tits, PERFECT legs, PERFECT eyes, PERFECT lips.

However, trying to describe Erin’s personality is damn near impossible. No single word fits her; you have to describe her every aspect to, not only do her justice, but also to get just an idea of the picture of who she is.

Actually, it’s a wonder that we clicked the way that we did. She describes herself as a Lesbian, Wiccan, Hippie. Whereas I’m usually quiet, she’s loud. I’m big, she’s small… this will take too long. Um, the best way to describe her is as Clementine, Kate Winslet’s character from Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. But we had enough in common to where our relationship didn’t play into that whole “opposites attract” bullshit.

About the lesbian thing, she LOVES girls, prefers them to men. However, once in a while, something about a guy will just, strike her, and, so she’s told me, she just has to have him. I am the third. But, now it looks like I haven’t done you the favor of giving you her basic physical features. She’s about 5’4’’, weighing in at 120 (soaking wet).

Current hair color, blonde. And although they’re usually confined, Poncho and Preferido (my pet names for her breasts) are a pair of perfectly round, natural Ds. Finally, to finish off this full house, full, truly kissable, blowjob lips.

Now, true blonde or not, I’ve always had a “thing” for blondes. Brunettes and other ethnicities have their own special place in my heart, (ooooh, Asian mouths). But those are other stories, if I ever get around to actually writing them.

Needless to say, or I wouldn’t be bothering to write this, Erin and I hit it off. She had a boyfriend, but it didn’t matter; I wasn’t trying to get her. We would just hang out after class, go to the parking lot and smoke, and we would constantly be busting on each other. My “A” game was always on, but not in the sense that I was kicking game at her.

Still, the attraction was there, between us. I’d never had too much luck with girls, so I was surprised at positive responses I found myself receiving, and at her apparent and continued interest.

However, after the semester ended, we lost touch. Primarily because my cell phone was jacked (stolen) from my work. Fast-forward a few months, she calls me up and wants to hang out. But the only available time we both had was two days later when she was going almost into downtown L.A. to see her girlfriend. She called her girlfriend to see if it would be alright if I came, then called me back to tell me that Yes, indeed it would.

Two days later, seeing as my car was in the shop, I drove my mother’s Jeep into The Valley, picked Erin up, and we drove to her girlfriend’s apartment, taking the 118 to the 405, getting off at… some exit I don’t remember.

We hung out there for a few hours, talked and smoked. Not much happened really. I didn’t even get to see them kiss. Then I left. She spent the night.

About a week after that, I found out that I had to go to San Diego for about a month (family issues) I wasn’t able to see Erin before I left, but she either called me or I called her about every other day, and we’d just… chat. For about an hour or two at a time.

It was about a day or two before I was to come home, that Erin told me that she had broken up with Amber (her girlfriend) two days after I’d driven her there. Just to bust on her, I told her that it was because she knew that she was meant to be with me. Laughingly, she just said “Maybe.”

I called her when I got home. We set a date to hang out the following week. I stopped by her house and talked to her mom (I had met her mom one day when her Mom had picked her up from school one time. Erin told me the next day that her mom liked me) while Erin grabbed her keys and we left in her car.

We drove around for a while, went to a park and took pictures, I bought her cigarettes (she never could keep track of her ID), and she treated me to lunch at the El Torito. She had an “audition” for a little production of Hedwig and the Angry Inch in an hour and a half, but although neither of us really wanted me to go home, neither of us could think of anything else to do. And, gas prices being how they were, she could ill afford to just drive around.

That was when I realized that the house she was auditioning at was just a few blocks from my grandfather’s house in Chatsworth (woo-hoo! The porn capital of the world!) So I directed her towards the address, not really telling her where we were until we got out of the car.

We went inside and of course the kitchen was a mess (great, she gets to see firsthand that my
family lives in apparent squalor), but that was alright. I just made sure to pop my head around the corner connecting the Dining Room to the Family Room, just to see if my seventy-three year old grandfather was presentable (my grandmother having died several years back, and even before then he might go around shirtless after skinny-dipping in the pool or spa, so who could tell what he might do now?).

I brought her around; however, he was asleep, so there was no real purpose in staying in there, listening to him snore. So we went into the backyard.

My grandfather has always loved birds, so years ago my dad built him some huge, walk-in birdcages in the backyard. My grandfather was also raising some chickens (you can take the boy out of the country, etc. Even though he’d lived in the suburbs for fifty odd years!).

So after giving her the grand tour and catching a chicken so Erin could pet it, we found ourselves sitting on the diving board. I thought to myself “Now or never,” and told her to “Stand up.”

Once she had done so, I picked her up in my arms and went for it. Straight for those beautiful, somewhat pouty, lips of hers.

Contact.

Soft at first, giving way to a tasty, warm wetness that firmed around the inner edges when she maneuvered them around mine once her brain caught up with what was happening. She was… responsive. Ooh, tongue. Sweet (both the fact and in the taste). No resistance.

Starting to breathe heavily, Erin broke off the kiss. Pantingly, “Hooo…we can’t do this here… hooo… your grandpa could wake up, come out here and catch us.” “Oh, he won’t care.” I protested. “We have to go anyway,” she said. “I don’t want to be late.” So we left.

90% of all women believe that everything they need to know about a relationship can be found in the first kiss. I had to quiz her. We had been driving in a comfortable silence for a full minute when I asked “So?” “What?” Her eyes never left the road. “The backyard.”

She took her green eyes off the road long enough to give me a sideways glance with a hint of a smirk on her face, then returned her eyes to the road. “We’re compatible.” “More than that,” I mockingly interjected. “You enjoyed it!” “I’m wet.” She said. “But you have a thing for attacking me.” “Attacking you?! I did NOT attack you.” “Yes you did,” she said, smiling.

“Whatever. And what do you mean, ‘a thing’ for attacking you?” “That first time you met my mom,” she replied. “I gave you a hug goodbye, you picked me up, and you grabbed my ass.” “I did not!” “Yes you did.” “NO, I did not.” “YES, you DID.”

“Look Erin,” I said. “You have a nice ass, and I would LOVE to grab it. However, as of yet, I haven’t.” “Well anyway, we’re here.” She said as she parked the car.

“And yes you did.”

 

Chapter 2: Getting There


It would be another two weeks before I would see Erin again: Cinco de Mayo to be exact on the date. I picked her up at her house, and we just drove around The Valley. She was wearing this turquoise maternity-styled shirt (that for some reason is popular these days) and blue jeans. I had a gift card to E.B. Games, and she showed me where the nearest one was; I took her to my grandmother’s house; and then I drove us out of The Valley and into the Calabasas/Westlake area where I lived.

On the way there, however, we were listening-to/blasting The Smashing Pumpkins’ song Bullet With Butterfly Wings, when she decided unzip her pants and cover herself with the black Guinness sweatshirt that I had lying in the backseat of my car.

After she had been fiddling around down there for a minute, I put a bit a bit of restrain in my voice, and I asked her, “What are you doing?” in a tone that suggested that I knew perfectly well what she was doing.

Nonchalantly, she replied, “Masturbating.” She then proceeded to bring a very wet finger to her mouth and suck on it. “Yummy.” She quickly took her other hand, which had also been under the sweatshirt, and wiped it on my forearm. “Sicko!” I yelled, not mad at all.

I looked at her, looked at the road, looked at her again to make sure that she was watching, and licked her juices off my arm. “Hmm, you’re right,” I said. “Simply delicious.” One could see she was shocked, in a happy way, and then she started busting up, laughing.

I drove to my favorite tobacconist and bought a cigar with her, which I recall to be an intoxicating Litto Gomez (LG) Diez. We talked with the proprietor, who was a friend of mine, and I lit up while sitting with Erin on one of the leather couches provided at the store.

I had just taken a puff when suddenly, fiercely, kissed me, stealing the smoke from my mouth. I passed the cigar to her, she took a puff, and she passed the smoke to me, via another kiss. Suck, lean forward, kiss, blow, lean back, pass. Wait, watch, lean forward, suck, lean back, reach. We finished my cigar off like that.

The combination of nicotine and loss of blood (it was going to other areas of my anatomy besides my brain) almost caused me to rear-end someone on my way to take Erin out to my favorite sushi bar.

I ordered a little bottle of warm sake for us and some Santa Barbara Sweet Shrimp. I had been telling her about the shrimp some time previously. It’s my favorite thing on their menu. It’s live, then they kill it, cut off the tail, cut the tail in half, turn that into regular sushi, and while you eat the tail in the sushi roll, they flash fry the rest of the shrimp so that by the time you finish the tail, you are served the rest of the shrimp, and you eat that whole. It tastes like tempura, and the shell is all crunchy and tasty.

Anyway, we had been affected by the sake, so we just sat in the front seat of my car, snuggling and listening to Tommy Lee’s song Good Times. It set the mood for the rest of the day.

I drove her to this little park by my house and we ran around there for a while. She’d run from me, I’d chase her, tackle her, and pin her to the ground (Wrestling was one of the three sports I’d lettered in that I told you about in the first chapter of my story).

Then she’d give, get up, and start running away all over again. Finally, I collapsed on top of her, breathing heavily. After a moment, she rolled me off of her, and we ended up in the spoon position, lying on the grass. Erin started giggling, like there was something naughty on her mind. “What are you thinking?” I asked.

She rolled over onto her stomach, and grinned at me, biting her bottom lip. Liking the possibilities of what I thought her look might entail, I repositioned myself so that we were forming a one hundred degree angle and the sun, which was starting to disappear behind the mountains at Erin’s back, shone through one side of her hair.

Our faces were less than a foot away from the other’s, and Erin took my right hand in both of hers, slowly unbent my index finger, and took it into her mouth. I straightaway pulled my finger out of her mouth, looked her in the eyes, and playfully said, “Don’t tease me.”

She proceeded to cast her eyes downwards, adopted a pout, looked back up at me, made a cute whining noise in the back of her throat, and took my hand again. “Allright,” I said, rolling my eyes. She gave a happy “Yay!” and continued to imitate oral sex with finger, slowly taking it in and out of her hot mouth, and rolling her tongue around it.

Having never experienced head before, on any part of my anatomy, even this faux blowjob was causing my toes to curl, my balls to contract. “Too much!” I cried, yanking my hand away. This, of course caused her to laugh hysterically. “OK,” I said, “Let’s see how you like it.” I grabbed her hands. Serious now, she asked me “What are you doing?” “You’ll see.” I replied, and I uncurled the thumb on her left hand.

Keeping both my hands around both of hers, I leaned my head in, turning to the side so that she could continue to get a good view, opened my mouth, and started flicking her thumb with my tongue. She gave a start, then said “Whoa,” in a heavy expulsion of breath. “OK, OK, OK,” she said. “I get it.” Laughing, I pulled her to her feet, kissed her, and led her back to my car.

We drove to my house. I parked the car and we went inside. My parents were just about to leave to go to dinner and asked us if we’d like to join them. Seeing as we’d already eaten, we declined. We were left alone.

Erin had been losing handfuls of the extensions in her hair all day, and we took this opportunity to take out the extensions (My gosh, did THAT take a while.); but we took advantage of the opportunity and the necessary closeness to fool around.

She had her hands up in her hair, I grabbed her waist and started kissing her neck. She instantly turned around, started kissing me roughly, and shoved me against the show door. I picked her up right under her ass and walked her over to the counter, where I placed her.

But it was then that she broke the kiss. She hopped off the counter, and we started in on her hair again.

She washed her hair free of the product that was in it, and I helped blow-dry. When I was finished, I started to pull up her shirt, using my palm so as to keep my fingers in contact with her skin. “Don’t do that.” She said. “Why not?” I asked. “This is why not!” And she turned around and lifted her shirt up and off her petite little body, revealing two perfect spheres of flesh. The maternity shirt had been hiding the fact that she hadn’t been wearing a bra!

“Holy Mother of…” I drifted off. Her areolas were magnificent in size: a good 2 ½ -3 inches in diameter. I hadn’t seen her tits before, not in all their liberated glory. But I did the only thing that I could have done. I grabbed her by the waist, lifted her back onto the counter, and started sucking on them.

Erin has this wonderful scent about her. Most describe it as vanilla-like. I have a good sense of smell, and I pay attention to everything. She doesn’t smell like soap, it’s all her scent. Like vanilla, yes, but also a light, smokey tone from Djarum Blacks (her preferred cigarette), and a freshness one can find when driving around bodies of water.

One’s personal scent is derived from so many varying factors, and it tells a plethora of things about you. What kind of soap, shampoo, deodorant, and detergent you use on your body and clothes; what kinds of food you eat; how often you exercise and other activities that you do.  Scent is one of, if not THE strongest sense that is linked to memory. Things you haven’t smelled in years can bring memories rushing back. I will never forget Erin’s scent.

I had been going at her breasts for nearly a minute when Erin pushed me arm’s length away, got off the counter, grabbed me by the hand, and started leading me towards the door. As we exited the bathroom, Erin asked me “Which one is your room, again?” “That one,” I answered, pointing to the door on the right. “But…” Not waiting for me to finish, she threw open my door, jumped on my bed, and started burying herself in covers and pillows.

She looked at me, grinning this beautiful smile, and gave a “Come here” gesture with her right hand. I couldn’t believe my luck! This half naked hottie was in my bed, telling me to “Come here.” There was just one downside.

I walked over to the bed. I laid down next to her, making a show of staying above the covers.  Slipping my hand underneath the top sheet, I uncovered her left breast (Poncho), and started playing with it. I leaned in to kiss Erin. Just a quick peck. “We can’t do this here.” I started. “Why not?” She asked. “Because my parents could come back any second, they’re the kind who check on their kids. Because I wouldn’t be comfortable doing it here, going directly against what my mother asked me not to do just before she left.” I was feeling like such a pussy!

Erin waited a moment, then, wistfully, “Could you go get my shirt?” “Sure.” I said, and I left for the bathroom. When I got back, Erin was out of the bed, still topless, and just after I turned the corner she tackled me. I ended up on my back, with her straddling me. Weight on her palms and knees, she started to kiss me, right there on the floor of my room.

Did I mention she was topless?

After I was starting to breath heavy, she could sense resistance forming, and she broke the kiss. Sitting there, still straddling me, face inches away my mine, she said, “We can continue now, or we can go somewhere else. You don’t have to worry about disappointing me.”

“Well, that’s a relief.” I said, jokingly. “However, much as your plan has worked to get my blood going, we are going to have to go somewhere else. Let’s not start what we can’t finish.” “Allright.” She pouted. She took the shirt from the floor where I’d dropped it, and put it back on before getting off me.

I grabbed a pillow and a blanket from the hall closet while she fixed her hair. Coming out from the bathroom, Erin saw the items in my arms and asked knowingly “What are those for?” “Oh, these? Well, I’m sure we’ll think of something.”

As we passed my parent’s bedroom, I abruptly dropped the blanket and the pillow, grabbed Erin, pulled her onto my parent’s waterbed, “attacking” her. Our legs were still dangling over the edge of the frame, bodies side by side, and I pushed myself up onto one arm, kissing Erin forcefully while sliding my free hand under her shirt. Erin pushed her deeper into the giving water, yet again breaking our kiss, and, mockingly, said, “Let’s not start what we can’t finish!”

I laughed. “Well, we can’t finish here, but we will finish!” I helped her out of the bed, picked up the blanket and the pillow again, and with that, we left my house.

 


Chapter 3: The Action


I shoved the items which I had temporarily plundered from the hall closet into my back seat. I told Erin to come with me, and I walked her down a short path till we got to the bridge that spanned the two sides of the creek near my house. She lit a cigarette, and we each leaned into the railing of the bridge, facing the moon. I took a puff of her cigarette, and positioned myself her, enveloping her against the railing. I started in on her neck, nuzzling the hair away.

“So what are we doing here?” She asked. “Nothing really,” I replied. “Just taking in the scenery.  It’s what I like about this spot. But we can be done now, so let’s go. I have another great place to show you.”

I drove into a residential area I knew that was zoned for the owners to keep horses. I had a buddy that lived there, and I knew where a big, dark, empty lot was. But the best part about this neighborhood was the fact that cops never patrolled in it. I parked in the lot, and we got out of the car, bringing my blanket and pillow with us.

“How about over there?” I pointed to a dark corner where a tree was. “Looks good.” Erin said, so we spread the blanket over the light brush and sat down, pillow between us. Now, I’m usually one of those guys that “runs hot.” I.E., I’m never cold. But because I know this, I’m usually worried for my female companions, making sure THEY’RE not cold. But for being early may and having no cloud cover, I noticed that, although cool, the night was rather warm.

“You’re not still hesitant, are you?” Erin asked. “No, it’s just… this is big.” “Oh yeah,” she said. “I forgot that you’re losing your virginity tonight!” I AM? I was emboldened. “Oh, great.” I replied. “The last thing I need is for the girl to be all, ‘That’s so Cute!’ on me about it.”

Butterflies in my stomach, I leaned forward over the pillow and kissed Erin. Contact. Response. She wanted this… possibly as much as I did. Mouths melded together, I placed the pillow behind Erin and slowly guided her down onto it. We were laying side by side, just making out for a few minutes, when I slid my hand across her belly into pants behind her, squeezing her ass and pulling her hips closer to mine.

I was as hard as I had ever been, with Lancelot sliding down the right side of my thigh. Erin reached her hand between us and felt the shaft. She responded to the knowledge of my obvious arousal by breaking the kiss, sitting up, taking off her shirt, and telling me “I want to blow you.”

‘Well, hey, that’s good enough’ I thought. So I sat up and slid my pants off. Erin was on her knees, and as I was taking off my over shirt, she tried to free my tool from it’s confinement. I watched her try in vain to get my prick out of my boxer-briefs for about twenty seconds before I laughed at her and said, “Here,” exposing myself in one deft movement.

 Mumbling, she stroked the shaft with her fingers, not getting a firm grip, just bridging the top of it while she massaged the glans with her thumb. Leaning lower, she kissed the tip of me, swirled her tongue around the head, and finally, she took me into her warm, wet mouth.

Oh, the feelings being awakened! The pleasure she had brought me by merely imitating this act on my index finger paled in comparison to the real thing. Jerking me with one hand, she used the other to play with my balls. Then she started to deep-throat all 6 ½ inches of me. Sliding her puffy wet lips all the way down my shaft, she drew her head back slowly, inhaling through her nose and sucking on my penis with all the power of a vacuum. With the base of my penis firmly held between her thumb and forefinger, she began bobbing her head up and down, up and down on my cock, occasionally giving my balls a slight squeeze.

I didn’t want to come like this, so I said “That’s enough.” Looking up at me with her big, green eyes, she took my balls into her mouth, sucking them, and pulling her head down till they popped free. Then she stood on her knees to face me.

I reached down, and pulled her jeans and panties down in one swift jerk. Chest heaving, she pulled my boxer-briefs down. We threw ourselves onto our backs side by side, in a race to see who could take their clothes the rest of the way (from the knees to the feet) off.  Being only in boxers… I won.

She was mere seconds behind me, and she spread her legs just as I rolled between them. Now I was hesitant. “Allright,” I asked, “How do we do this?” “I’ll guide you,” She said. I moved in closer just as she started to tell me to. She grabbed hold of me. I lowered myself onto my arms as she positioned me at her opening. “Ready?” She asked. “Oh, yeah.” “Then go.”

She kept hold of me till I was halfway inside her. Our breathing started to quicken. Then I was buried to the hilt inside of her. I took a second. “How’s that feel?” She asked. “To be honest… weird.” “Weird?” she laughed. “We’re having sex, and it’s weird?” “Well hold on,” I defended. “You build a portion of your mind and your life around this ‘act,’ and when you finally do it, yeah, it’s weird. But, it’s good. And you feel great.”

Now I was starting to move in and out of her pussy. But being inexperienced, I started moving my whole body instead of just my hips. “You don’t have to move your whole body,” she instructed. Thinking quickly, I replied, “Well if I didn’t, then I couldn’t do this.” On my next forward movement, I gave her a kiss, pulled back, forward, another kiss. She giggled.

I pulled out too far, and pulled out completely. As Erin moved to reposition me, I grabbed her ankles, pushed them above her head, and started pounding her faster. That got her going. Then she decided to go for a change of pace. She brought her legs down so that I was still on my knees and she was sitting with her legs to either side of me and her hands were holding her back up, and she was able to push herself towards me and meet my thrusts.

Without breaking our rhythm, Erin pushed me onto my back and was straddling me, raising herself up two inches, and lowering herself back down onto me. “This would be easier if I had a headboard or something to hold on to, but I love this position too much to not use it,” she said. We had been fucking together for almost ten minutes when I told her that I was getting close.  She told me to “Go for it” because tonight was all about me. “Ok, but do you want me to come inside you?” “I hate condoms,” she said. “So I went on the pill three years ago. So yes, I want you to come in me.” Music to MY ears.

My breath started to get shallow, so she stepped up the pace. I started to grab her waist, using my thumbs to rub the V where her legs connected to her loins. I started to thrust upwards, farther into her. My mind was aflame with senses. My only thought was to “Get There.”

“Oh, fuck, Erin!” I moaned. “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, I’m…” I tightened my ass cheeks, rushed a few slippery strokes, “CUM!” Balls tightening, I felt myself spasm inside of her pussy, gripped by her slick walls. Again, pushing upwards, again, again. “Oh, FUCK,” we said in stereo, and she collapsed onto my chest.

We laid there on the blanket, in the dark, breathing heavy for a minute of two before I broke the silence. “THAT, was awesome.” “Thanks… you’re still hard inside me.” “I know, it’s gonna take a few minutes of walking before I go soft.”

“Well,” she said, sitting up on me. “You took such a long time, my legs are exhausted, and I have to get home.” So she pulled herself off my cock and we got dressed. I picked up the blanket, she got the pillow, and we walked back to the car.

As I drove her home, she admitted to me that she had only expected me to last maybe two minutes, MAX. “Well, next time we can see how long I can really go, and I’ll get to eat you out.”

"Yeah," she said. "Next time." 

A Glass of Water

badlybent on Teen Stories

A Glass of Water

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As a single man I can tend to get a little horny sometimes and when I do I like to watch really filthy porn. My favourite subject is young (18+ so legal!) girls being treated like sluts by guys with huge dicks. I don’t like to boast, but I have a long, heavy, thick cock and when I see porn where the guy’s dick is smaller than mine it doesn’t really turn me on as much- that and I really love watching filthy slut

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s. My ex wife was a filthy slut and we did all sorts of things you wouldn’t believe but in the end she turned out to be too much of a good thing as she ran off with some rich fuck. My porn watching and even my wife running off wouldn’t be such a problem if it weren’t for the fact that she left me with our daughter. Not that I consider my daughter a problem, I love her dearly and wouldn’t ever want to loose her, but it is difficult to watch filthy porn when you have an inquisitive fifteen year old running around the house.

            The story I am about to relate to you happened because one night I was feeling particularly nasty and all evening I had been struggling to contain my impatience as my daughter Jess and her best friend Amber, who was staying the weekend, dithered and procrastinated over going to bed. I had a new DVD that I wanted to watch and it promised to be great.

            Finally, after what seemed like an age, they went to bed, and after another eternity or two the light in my daughters room went off. I waited for about half an hour, reading a novel and trying to ignore the images from the DVD box that kept flashing up in my brain (specifically the cover shot of a girl with bunches and the cutest, wide-eyed expression on her face sucking just the tip of a massive, veined cock.)

            Then it was simply too much and I couldn’t wait any longer, as excited as a kid at Christmas I went to the hiding place and got out the DVD, while I waited for the main menu to load I made myself comfortable and got out my dick. Something I should explain here- often I laze about the house in nothing but a pair of shorts or boxers because I find it comfortable, my daughter doesn’t think anything of it as she grew up with that sort of attitude and often wanders around in underwear herself, Amber for her part has been around our place enough times so she doesn’t even blink an eye at our ‘casual dress’.

            It didn’t take me long to get hard as I watched the opening credits, the girls were cute and the guys were hung, it was promising to be a great one. The first scene was with the cover girl who had haunted my imaginings and resolved itself into one of those ones where an older woman is making a young girl do nasty shit to her husband, all the wile admonishing her with dirty words for her whorish ways. It was first class. The video was showing a POV shot of the man using the girls bunches as handles to fuck her sweet mouth while, over her shoulder the older woman was fingering the girl up the ass and telling her what a nasty bitch she was for wanting a cock up her ass. I was as hard as a rock and slowly stroking my hand up and down my shaft to prolong the enjoyment until the money shot when suddenly I heard the stairs creek.

            Lightning speed I had switched the TV to a movie that was playing on the history channel (got to have a backup plan in case something goes wrong) with one hand and pushed my hard dick in through the slot in the baggy boxers that I was wearing, drawing my legs up and covering my lap with my T-shirt to cover the tent. To get into the kitchen in our house one must go through the lounge door and back into it as the two rooms adjoin. The door to the lounge opened slowly and the head that peeped around it was Ambers.

            “Hey Mr. McKay.” She said. She calls me that, my name is James McKalister and I had tried to get her to stop addressing me as “Mr. McKalister” and call me James for a long time and eventually we settled on this as a middle ground. I secretly loved it, finding it cute and endearing.

            “Hi Amber, what’s up? Couldn’t sleep?”

            “No I’m okay, I just wanted to get a drink of water.”

            “Okay, just go through and help yourself sweetie,” I said. Inside I sighed with relief, she was acting normal so she couldn’t have overheard the porn flick.

            I watched her as she walked away from me to the counter of and as sometimes happens with me I took some time to get in a harmless look. Now I am not a pervert and I don’t have designs on my daughter or any of her friends, but I have occasionally checked her out with more than a fatherly eye.

            I should probably take this opportunity to describe her so you can have some idea of what I am looking at. She is a short petite girl, no more than 4’8” tall with long blond hair that went most of the way down her back and a remarkably mature slight curve to her figure, which allowed her ass to sway seductively as she walked away from me. Her tits were A-cup and perky- often around our house she didn’t wear a bra (as not, clearly) and two of the pointiest nipples in the world showed themselves at such times. Her hair was up in a high pony-tail tonight and she was wearing a T-shirt that came a quarter of the way down over her round little bum. Underneath she was only wearing panties, which was her normal attire for sleeping. But what panties! The light that the lounge cast into the kitchen revealed them to be classic cut cotton in a very light pink/off-white with a big dark pink heart right in the middle, covering most of her luscious fifteen-year-old butt. I was ashamed to feel my cock throb at the sight. I took the opportunity to further disguise my aroused state by tucking my cock into the waistband of my boxers.

            She went to the kitchen and raised herself up on tiptoes, leaning over the counter to grab a glass and as she did so her t-shirt rode up, uncovering not just her ass but the curve of her waist.

            She couldn’t reach the glass.

            “Can you give me a hand Mr. McKay?” she asked with out turning round or changing her position.

            Now I got up to help her reach a glass and I know what you are thinking but at this point I was simply hoping that she wouldn’t turn round to and nothing would happen to reveal my aroused state.

            I walked up behind her and placed my left hand on the counter beside where hers was placed to push herself up while I reached up with my right hand to grab a glass, mimicking the pose she was making but making sure that I didn’t press against her while I did it. I knew that any such act was a stupid one that would probably sound good in a porn film but end me in prison in reality.

            This was the point that disaster struck. Stretching up made my boxers shift position and my cock slid out from my waistband, it slid straight down and out the slit in my boxers and landed with a firm bounce right on the upturned ass of my daughter’s fifteen-year-old best friend. Smack bang in the middle of the big, pink heart.

            Oh Fuck.

            We stood frozen like that for what seemed like an age, as motionless as insects trapped in amber, (ha-ha!) me with my hand up holding a glass like the fucking statue of fucking liberty and Amber             on tiptoes, bending forward over the counter slightly and stretching up to take the glass from my hand as soon as it came into reach- and me with my fully hard cock balanced right in the middle of her taunt panties at the point they bridged her butt crack.

            I could not for the life of me think what to do about this.

            “Mr McKay?” Amber said in a whisper.

            “Uh… yeah?” I barely breathed in reply. And for all my life, I swear I was not even remotely prepared for what she said next.

            Still in a whisper: “Is that… Is that your big hard cock resting right in the middle of my fifteen-year-old ass crease?”

            “Uh… yeah?” I whispered once again. This was weird, where was the fear in her voice, the disgust? And there was definitely something wrong with her choice of words.

            She turned her head round and glanced over her shoulder at her own bum, putting her right hand down on the counter edge and arching her back, pushing her ass out even further in the process. Making it appear even more inviting.

            Now my brain may not have known what the hell was going on but my cock and balls certainly did. My cock (of course I’ve measured it, everyone does) is a shade under ten inches long and really thick and veiny. My balls are really big and hang nearly four inches below in a roomy scrotum. My dick is the reason my wife married me. Right now a good couple of inches of it rested on this little sweethearts ass and started to throb.

            “Oh God Mr. McKay! Your dick is really fucking big!” she whispered.

            The pressure in my dick seemed to push the whispered words out of me without conscious thought, “Do you like it Amber?”

            “It is so long and thick, I could never take it up my little-girl cunt!” She paused, “would you be angry if I said that I had seen it before?”

“I won’t be angry. Tell me.” My whispered tone had taken on a gruff throaty edge.

“Once, when I was nine I peeped into the bathroom while you were shaving and saw you naked. Your cock and balls hung there all big and soft- but firm too… and you looked so brave and strong and that night when I was at home I rubbed my little cunt and even poked a finger in and thought of how brave you looked and imagined you holding me in your strong arms as I rubbed myself… And came.” At this point she started to move her butt in small circles, almost imperceptibly, it was intoxicating.

“Was that the first time you diddled you cunt Amber?”

“No,” she breathed, “I’ve done it as long as I can remember, I used to hump my teddy bear.” Her ass was moving in slightly bigger circles now.

Taking courage I leaned forwards so my mouth was right by her ear.

“Do you finger-fuck yourself a lot Amber?”

“Oh God Mr. McKay! I need to do it nearly every day, sometimes twice! I am always wet,” She was looking over her shoulder at me as she said this.

I began to thrust ever so slightly and slowly, running my cock underside up and down the material that bridged her ass chasm.

“What do you think about when you finger that juicy teenage cunt of yours?” I loved talking dirty and with every step we took I was gaining confidence, my fears dissipating as my brain filled with horny thoughts.

“Nasty words, fucking big cocks, dirty little bitches- taking it rough from behind, little ass-lickers! Little girls licking each other’s assholes! Men! Big-cocked, hairy man cock! Sweaty men fucking girls up their sweaty anal fuck-holes!” The words spilled out of her, the most enticing stream of filth that I had ever heard. She had her eyes closed and was breathing heavily.

My lips brushed her ear as I asked “And where did you learn to talk like a filthy little cock-slut?”

“Me and Jess watch your porn when you’re out, we finger our cunt’s while we watch it, you like those young girls don’t you Mr. McKay?”

“I do like little girls, yes. Do you touch each other little girl?

“No, but sometimes we stick our fingers up our cute little assholes while we do it… is that naughty Mr. McKay? Is it slutty?”

            “Yes Amber, It is. It sound’s like you are being really bad, a bad little girl.”

            “A slut?”

            “Yes Amber, an anal loving slut, that is how you are behaving.”

            She shuddered. I was openly grinding my dick up and down her ass crack as she pushed back, the warm cotton felt amazing on the underside of my dick.

            “You are such a dirty old man Mr. McKay, rubbing your fuck-tool against a fifteen year old girl’s panty-covered ass!”

            “Your little ass feels good sweetie, really good, I want to fuck you,” I breathed into her ear heavily now.

            She moaned as I said this, but said “Oh Mr. McKay, I can’t let you, I don’t want to get pregnant!”

            Oh Jesus! Fuck! This was going to be hard to restrain myself but I know now that I am not a rapist, as I would have done it then if I had been.

            She pulled her top up to show her tits; her nipples were puffy and firm, pointing outwards.

            “Pinch my tits Mr. McKay, make them hurt nice.” She whined to me.

            I reached around her and with my left hand and started to tug and twist and pinch on her lovely, girlish nipples, causing her to moan and rub her ass on my dick even harder. I used my other hand to tug down my Boxer shorts, freeing my whole length and my swinging balls. I then reached for her right hand and, still hurting her tit-flesh with my left, guided it to my ball sack and told her to stroke my balls with her fingertips.

            “Oh, Mr. McKay, They’re so fucking big and hairy and I can feel your ball sweat!”

            “You are very good at doing what you are told, little girl, a real well behaved little slut!”

            This time her whisper was barely even more than a breath, “Thank you…” She ran her hands up my sack to the shaft of my cock and rapped her little fingers around it, sliding the ample foreskin up and down with her hand. “Oh god it’s big, so fucking hard and hot, I love it! I could never take this monster in my fuck-slot! It would split me in half- Oh god it would hurt!”

            “You want it to hurt don’t you?” I punctuated it with a hard twist on her nipple.

She Shuddered and, squeezing her eyes tight shut, nodded her head.

“Do you want it right now, do you want me to fuck my big cock up inside your tight, fifteen year old fuck box? I bet it is all wet and ready, it would hurt you really nice,” I said borrowing her phraseology. By this point she was bent over really far and her hand was actually rubbing my dick-tip over the peachy outline of her puffy slit-lips. They felt hot and slushy under my cock.

“Oh, god, I can’t Mr. McKay! I can’t get pregnant!” She paused, rubbing my dick around more, jacking as she did so. “There is something I do want you to do though.”

She took her hand off my dick, drawing both to the waistband of her panties. I took my hand off her and took a step back, flicking the light switch beside me to get a better look as she pushed her ass out and slowly peeled off her panties.

Her pussy had puffy outer lips, almost hairless, a really sweet mound. At the end a big, clit hood protruded. Her hole gaped ever so slightly and I could see the wet, pink interior- so inviting!

“Do you like little girls’ sphincters Mr. McKay?” She asked as she spread her ass cheeks, looking over her shoulder at me, I dropped my gaze to her pucker just in time to see it twitch.

“You really are a filthy anal slut!” I muttered, almost to myself as I stood entranced.

“Well how would you like to press the end of your massive, hairy dick against my ass, don’t fuck me, you are way too big, I’ll scream. But you can press it against my ass-opening while I finger-fuck myself to orgasm.”

Without waiting for any further invitation, I stepped up to her and pulled her cheeks apart, pressing my dick against her anal fuck pipe opening, releasing her butt cheeks so that they squeezed lightly on the head of my dick. Straight away she straightened up slightly and slipped a hand between her thighs and began violently finger fucking herself with her two middle fingers

            “Oh, you are such a good girl!” I breathed.

            “Oh god! So fucking big! I want you to rub your hairy sweaty balls all over my face and cum all over me and rub it in with you cock and balls and make me lick them clean! Oh! …. Big! …. Hairy! …. Nasty! …. Cock!

            Jesus, she was really going for it! I couldn’t believe the filth that was spilling out of her mouth but I loved it! My dick tip had been leaking precum and her ass pucker was getting really wet and slippery, it felt really good and I was fisting my dick as she fingered herself.

            “Have you ever pressed your dick against a little girls asshole before Mr. McKay?” She said, looking me in the eye over her shoulder? As she fingered herself, she pressed her ass back against me, grinding it. God she was driving me toward the edge!

            “Good girl, good little slut! Keep fingering, make yourself come for me now little girl, come on. You love having a dirty old man press his fat hairy cock against your tight little, fifteen-year-old ass hole, don’t you? I bet you would love to take my come in your face!”

            “Oh! …. God! …. Yes Mr. McKay!”

            “Good girl, and what are you?”

            “I’m a filthy little… Uh! …Little slut who… Uh! …Likes to let filthy old men do dirty… Uh! …Things to me with their big hairy cocks!”

            “Yes you are, aren’t you!?”

            She was starting to spasm with the first twinges of orgasm. It was too much for me, I started to cum, but this caused me to push my hips forward uncontrollably but firmly. The first squirt of my juice lubricated her perfectly and as she pushed back, grinding her little teen ass back on me as she came. Her ass must have been loosened by her arousal as the helmet of my cock slipped in.

            “Oh god! I am squirting my come up your ass! Right up your fifteen year old asshole!”

            “Oh god it hurts so much! Big! Fucking! Dick!” As she spasmed on the counter, her twitching ass muscle milking the last of my come out of my cock.

            As we both came down from our high, she suddenly didn’t seem like the filthy mouthed teen whore she had a second ago. She seemed small and vulnerable, curled up around the dull ache that her subsiding orgasm and my still hard dick were causing in her loins.

            “Did I do it good? Did you like it Mr. McKay?” She asked in a small, shy voice.

            “Yes sweetie, you did wonderfully!” and with that I turned her chin gently towards me and, my softening cock head still in her ass, we shared our first kiss.

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Passing the 11th

usmc93 on Teen Stories

 My name is Kalie. Im 17 about to be 18 in the summer, and in the 11th grade. I have dirty blonde hair, recently cut down to the shoulders, a light shade of green for eyes. I have a d cup breast, but believe it or not a sender body. And my best feature by far, one that gets so much attention, is my ass. It is very firm, very round.

 For the most part, i get good grades in school. I excel in all my classes except for one. English. Its not that I am challenged in grammar, but there is one thing that always keeps my mind side tracked. Mr. Bledsoe, the english teacher. He is the best looking 43 year old i have ever seen in my life. He's a great dresser, wearing high class clothes everyday. His big bulging arms prove that he spends alot of his free time at the gym.

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I cant take my eyes off him. Im interested in boys mine own age and everything but theres just something about him. Something that completely throws me off school, and develops a strong urge to get in his pants. Im not a slut, i've done it a couple of times, but it nowhere compares to the other girls. And for that reason, and that reason only, im faling that class.

 It was the last week of school and the report cards were mailed home. Of course my parents opened mine and went beserk when they saw the semester grade of 48. It was a core class and if i didint pass it, i didnt pass the 11th grade. So a plan started to grow in the back of my head.

 My parents grounded me and had already talked to the teachers. They had arranged for me to come in on friday after school to retake the semester test. That gave me all week to study, though i didnt even crack a book. I knew my idea would work.....it would have too.

 That friday morning i dressed hot. I put on my favorite thong, black with pink polka dots on, and it cupped my ass perfectly. I put on a pair of tight fitting jeans that fit me like a glove. I put on my white blouse that i rarely wear and headed out the door. I drove to school, went to all my classes going over my routine in my head. I had it down perfect.

 When the bell rang, i left mrs. smith's room and went to my locker. I put my books up grabbed my purse and went to the bathroom. I made sure no one was in there and sat my purse down. Quickly, i unbuttoned my blouse revealing a black bra on my huge tits. I was already a little horny and i slowly undid the back clip, and gently slid the bra off. My large tanned boobs tumbled out and rested against my body. I rubbed my big red nipples just enough to get them semi-firm. I put the bra back in my purse, put the blouse back on and undid the top button. My wonderful cleavage peeked out over the white of the shirt and my nipples gently began to poke through the fabric. As i left the bathroom, i already felt a little dampness growing in my thong.

 The door was closed and i knocked gently on the wood. "Come in, its open" a voice said from inside. I did as i was told and stepped in quietly.

 "Hey Mr. B, its me" I said in a peppy voice.

 "Ok kalie, i got the test right here, fill in the blanks and do it in pencil, you have 45 minutes."

 I sat down my purse and walked over and grabbed the packet. I set down at the closest desk. I stared at the papers for a good 15 minutes, acting like i was scanning over each sheet. When i flipped over the last page, Mrs. Walker came in. "Hey John (Mr. Bledsoe) im leaving, lock up when your done"

 He looked up from his desk and said "Ok see ya later linda"

 We were the only ones in the school....

 I figured now was the time to act. I waited patiently till i heard the front door click shut, then i stood up and walked to his desk. I set down the test on his desk and slowly leaned over, showing the full view of my breast. I said in the sexiest, gentlest voice i could "You know Mr B, this test is reaally hard...i could really use some help" I moaned to him. He looked up and i saw his eyes wonder to my cleavage, then back to my eyes.

 "I know it is Kalie, but there's nothing i can do about it. Im sorry i really am, but all of my students took this on there own"

 I looked dissapointed and put a small frown on. I looked down. "I have this problem, and I think its affecting my grades"

 He looked up and took my frown seriously. He looked somewhat worried. "What is it kalie?"

 "I dont really like to talk about it, its kinda embarassing"

 He dropped his pen and took off his glasses. He crossed his arm and said "Tell me Kalie, i can help"

 "Well...you see" I looked down again and gently put my hands at the bottom of my boobs. "Its these. I hate them! They're so....annoying and big!" I jiggled them a little and my nipples were starting to get harder. He looked shocked and shifted in his chair a little.

 "Kalie i dont think we should be..."

 "See you hate them too! They're so ugly!" I slowly unbuttoned my shirt without protest from him, swinging the front of it open. My boobs then hung free, their firmness and tanness glowing in the light. "Arnt they hidious?" Again i put my hands under them and lifted them up.

"Kalie I...like them.."

"No you don't! your just saying that to make me feel better" I leaned over farther and i now mashed them together. I looked over the desk and saw a small bulge growing in his khakis. My nipples were now close to fully erect.

"No Kalie i really do.."

 I had already started to rond the corner of the desk while saying "Oh yea? Show me how much you like them" I straddled him firmly and instantly felt the bulge against my crotch. I completely removed my shirt and threw them aside. I leaned over and met his lips with mine, sneaking my tounge in his mouth. It was the passionate kiss that i had longed for, and it was now the appitizer for a longggg day...   

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 His strong, commanding hands reached up and grabbed my boobs. He gave them a gentle, passionate tug and I shivered wonderfully down my body. As we were kissing, i slowly began to rub my fully clothed clit against his growing errection. I dry humped him for several minutes and we both were longing for more. He rubbed my nipples with his hands, squeezing them. He broke the wonderful kiss with me, and moved his lips down to my titties. He licked them softly at first, teasing me horribly. He then picked up the speed, clicking his tounge up and down against my verrrrry hard nipple.

 "mmmmmm" I let out a soft moan and i was now gently shaking all over. This went on for a good while, and I finally pushed off of him. It was his turn. I broke the straddle and turned around to where my ass was facing him. I jiggled it a little for him, the unbuttoned them. I slowly brought them down over my huge mound of an ass, revealing my thong that split my ass in half perfectly. I jiggled it once again for him and he reached out for it. I slowly turned his arm away and gave him a sexy look of refusal. I then continued pulling my jeans down and stepped out of them. I then turned around to look him in the eyes and slowy got on my knees. I lifted up his polo shirt and felt his abs with my hands. I leaned forward rubbing my tits over his clothed cock and i kissed his abs, slowly moving down his stomach line. When i reached the belt buckle, i licked it just a little. and unbuttoned it. I threw his belt aside and worked his pants downs to his ankle. A huge mound of dick sprang free, restrained by the cloth of the boxers. He tryed to whip it out but i wanted to make it last longer. I licked the outline of the shaft up and down a few times, then brought my hand in on the action, going faster and faster until i felt the precum seep through the cotton. My eyes met with his, then he threw his head back in pleasure. I pulled his boxers down as well now, his huge penis softly slapping me in the face. When they were at his ankles i looked up and down at the wonderful perfect cock that laid before my eyes. It was about 8 inches in length and a perfect mushroom head at the top. The whole thing was throbbing violently, begging for attention. I proceeded on. 

  I licked his scrotum and slowly ascended up the shaft stopping at the head. There i planted my mouth on the purple head and went down on him, taking him in all the way. I fought back gags and i felt his cock hit the back of my throat. I bobbed up and down slowly at first working out the tension, then picking up the speed, sucking his cock violently. He moaned silently, and planted his hands on the back of my head. I kept at it now moving my own hands down to my tits and giving them a much needed squeeze. My thong was flooded with pussy juices and i moaned at the thought of that huge cock filling my dripping clit. I kept at this for close to five minutes, not breaking the rythmn keeping at a steady work. When i felt the tension in his shat grow i quit and my mouth made a popping noise coming off of his moist dick. It was shaking majorly and the cum was building deep in is scrotum. I faced him, still on my knees and mashed my tits together. "fuck my titties" i said in a commanding voice. He didnt have to be told twice. He slid his lubed cock in between my D cup boobs and began fucking them. He couldnt take much of it, and me adding the lick at every full stroke took him over the edge. He came like a storm, violently shooting loads and loads of cum onto my titties face and mouth. I licked up all i could get then looked at him once more. I got up on the desk and looked at him propped up on my elbows. "Stuff me with that big fucking cock"

  Again like a obediant kid he stepped out of his pants and slowy proceeded forward, his still fully errect shaft in one hand, slowly stroking it. He moved over and slid my thong down my tan slender legs and threw it aside. My tight shaven pussy was flowing with juice and it begged to be fucked. He rubbed the head of his dick up and down my slit, painfully teasing me with his member. "mmmm god fuck me" He then slowly entered, his cock stuffing my walls. He started out slowly, giving me awsome pleasure up my vagina and throughout my body. He then picked up the pace, gripping my hips, thrusting his shaft into me as hard as he could. I grabbed my titties in pleasure, carressing my nipples in time with the fuck. I moaned loudly in pleasure. "MMMMM god yes Fuck me Fuck me! mmmm god i love fucking my teacher" He moaned louder and fucked me as fast as he could. He told me that he was close to coming and asked if i wanted him to pull out. "No baby i want your hot cum deep inside of me" He did just that, and after that he shot another huge load of creamy hot cum into my vagina, seeping out of the slit. He moaned as he pulled out and i wondered if he could go another time. I was close, real close to cumming my self and i needed it to be done. So i stood up on my feet and pushed him back in the same chair that i sucked him in. I mounted him slowy, my boobs in his face. His dick was still hard and i just rode him myself, allowing him to work my titties up and down. "MMMM FUCK YEA! GOd your dick is so big, I love your big huge dick in my cunt! mmm!" Within a few minutes my pussy contracted and signifyed my orgasm that had been long awaited. Plopped down on his cock and felt another load of cum launch into me, deep inside. I hugged him and whispered in his ear. "Do you think i did good on the test?" He smiled and looked up "oh yea kalie, ill help you anytime you like"  

My early days as a slut

Meggsy on Teen Stories

I had been fucking for about 6 months - my brother first started to fuck me when I was a bit younger than 13 and he was 14.

He had a friend and one day he asked him if he would like to fuck me and he said yes and I virtually had no say in it. My brother just expected me to fuck whenever he wanted to so when his friend - who I knew anyhow -said he wanted to I didnt mind as he was always nice to me..

He wanted me to fuck him in the nude and after the first time I said ok and we both undressed completely. We had a great time and he spent a couple of hours with me fucking each other and we fucked about 4 or 5 times. He had his orgasms and I had about 3. Not only did he fuck me but he fingered me as well - it was his first time with a girl on her own. I didnt know about all

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the positions you can fuck in as my brother only did it when he was on top of me - his friend knew about 3 or 4 other ways to get his cock into me and I really enjoyed doing it with him.

 At that time he didnt ejaculate but still had orgasms. He and my brother masturbated together a lot and they often pulled each other off.

Because I liked him and fucking him was good fun I let him do it to me as often as he wanted to and that was nearly every day. My brother only fucked me every now and again - he had another girl he fucked as well.

I guess we fucked hundreds of time for about 6 months and then one day he was fucking me and he came inside me and he didnt know he was going to - it was the first time he cummed. He was really excited that he could cum but I was worried I might have a baby. His cum stayed in me for hours and even when I had a bath later on it was still leaking out of me so I thought if it all comes out I wont have a baby.

After he cummed he masturbated himself 3 more times and we both watched as his cock spurted out cum - it was fascinating and good fun.

i was a bit scarred the second time he wanted to fuck me after he could cum but I let him and it leaked out of me again. I thought that was ok. After that we just fucked as often as we did before and I never got a baby.

It wasnt until I was 13 and a half and I had my first period that my mother explained what periods were. I was shocked to learn I could have had a baby if his cum had got up inside me. Even before my first period its possible for me to have a baby she told me. I never told her what I had been doing for almost a year letting him cum in me and my brother had been too whenever he fucked me as he started cumming not long after his friend.

After that I wouldnt let him cum inside me and he had to pull his cock out when he was nearly cumming and wank himself - or get me to do it until he came. Thats when he suggested I suck him off and I did and swallowed his cum rather than put it inside me.

I got to like sucking as well and after a while I got him to suck me and after that we sucked each other almost as often as we fucked each other - we both loved being sucked and I didnt mind drinking his cum. e had lots of fun fucking and sucking.

Then my brother got his girlfriend pregnant. That was horrible as everybody found out that we were all fucking one another - we had orgies and everybody fucked every body else at them. Some times I was fucked by 4 or 5 boys in a night. Somehow I never got pregnant though.

That stopped everything for ages but I did it sometimes with my friend but never let anybody know we were still fucking each other. He started to use condome with me and that stopped me getting pregnant.

When we all got caught out fucking each other I found out my mother had been letting other men fuck her too. She wasnt married any more so she said it was allright. I said I wasnt married and why was it different. After that she didnt care and let me fuck with my boyfriend and she got me pills to stop me getting preganant and he didnt have to use condoms any more.

Now I am 15 I guess I have been fucked more times than a lot of girls and I still like it - I do it with boys I like and its really cool. I suck a lot of boys too and I like drinking their cum.

Some girls call me a slut but that doesnt bother me. When I am 16 I might becaome a prostitute because I enjoy fucking and you get paid for it. I dont know if I could let an old mena fuck me though - I will only let boys I reckon.

Two and a Half Girls part five

Shard on Teen Stories

Sorry for not posting earlier, but if any of you have ever had an MUN that lasts for two and a half weeks…

 

So I was sitting there, with Roberta next to me, as I heard the shower running in the guest room. I tensed, wondering if it was Camilla, or Sophie. Just then the inquisitor in the game killed my Spartan. Roberta chuckled and got up. As she did I reached up and grabbed her waist, pulling her back.

 

“Morning beautiful” I murmured in her ear.

 

“Mmm, morning to you too” And with that she kissed me. Then I let her get up.

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p class="MsoNormal">She walked out towards the kitchen and I heard her opening the fridge. Then I heard a pan clattering onto the stove. I turned the Xbox off and headed down to my room. I wanted to bathe, and soon. It didn’t feel great to do all that and then not bathe. I walked into my room to find Sophie getting off the bed and heading towards my bathroom. I paused and realized that the person in the guest room was Camilla.

 

Sophie hadn’t noticed me, and she didn’t seem to notice the mess on the bed. I turned straight around and walked out, then leant against the wall, waiting for her to start bathing. When she did, I headed in, stripped the bed, and then pulled off the plastic covering. I seriously didn’t know why my mom had set it there instead of the cloth one I preferred, but it shure saved my life. It meant that the mattress would be safe. I quickly went and put it all in the wash, making sure to add more soap and set it to “extra rinse”.

 

Then I went over to my shower and joined Sophie there.

“Hey Chris. By the way, what ever you did to me this morning was incredible.” She commented.

I glanced at her. “I don’t know. All it was was me fucking your ass.” I wasn’t used to using there types of words, but it was growing on me.

 

We soaped each other up and scrubbed each other. Then I commented, “You know, you kicked my balls when you orgasmed.” I felt a bit offended when Sophie fought a smile.

 

I simply got out of the shower before she could answer and I grabbed a towel. Then I pulled on some shorts and a rugby shirt. I walked up to the kitchen, following the scent of eggs and bacon. I walked in to find Roberta dressed and talking to Camilla, who seemed to be ok, other than she was keeping her legs apart. I hoped Roberta didn’t ask.

 

Over breakfast, we talked about things, or should I say, they talked about things, and I merely listened. I was feeling tired, and drinking a lot of water. Haha, I thought Charlie was joking when he told Alan that dehydration was the enemy in Two And A Half Men. Roberta was sitting next to me, her hand almost always on my leg. After breakfast, I washed the dishes and then walked out to the living room. They were sitting there, Sophie chatting with Camilla and Roberta had her eyes closed.

 

“So what do you girls want to do today?”

They glanced at each other, then Roberta said, “What do you want to do?”

 

“Well, The Cherry Bomb I ordered arrived yesterday. It’s a snare drum made by the Canadian company UDrum. Ive got to go pick it up. Maybe you people want to come?”

They all nodded. I then asked who could ride a bike.

 

 

A while later, I was headed to the Casa Veerkamp, a really good music store, on my pair of roller skates and Roberta on my bike, and Sophie on her own set of skates. Camilla had gone to get her own bike at her house. When we arrived at the store, I walked in and said hello, then asked about the drum. Sure, said the salesman, and he went into a backroom. He came out holding a largish box, which he set on the counter. I thanked him, tipped him and left. I couldn’t wait to get home. When I did, I tore the box open and pulled out the beautiful cherry red snare. You can look it up by going to Udrum.com. Its on the front page.

 

Roberta then begged me to play, and Sophie agreed. Camilla just went a long with it. She didn’t seem too comfortable, and I felt guilty. I gave them some ear plugs and played a few songs. Nothing too complex. Later we went out to the movies. Camilla wanted to see Inkheart, and since I had read the book in seventh, I backed her up.

It turned out to be a good movie, but it didn’t follow the book. Half way through Camilla said she needed to go to the bathroom. Roberta got up to go with her, but I told her I would go.

 

I followed Camilla to the bathroom and watched her go in. A few minutes later she hadn’t come out, and there was no one around, so I went in to see what was up. I walked in, and the fact that there were more stalls than in a men’s bathroom disoriented me. Camilla peered out of the third stall and I went towards her.

 

“What’s wrong? I was wondering when you would finish.”

 

“Yeah, well what took you so long?” She shot back. Then I understood.


“But are you ok? Aren’t you hurt?”


She shook her head, and I glanced around. Ok then, I thought. Then I walked in and she stripped her clothes off. I found the whole idea of being caught exciting. I eased up against her, and slowly slid in with difficulty. She winced, but did nothing else. I went in a little way, and then pulled out. I went in and out slowly, barely going in father than two inches. She shuddered beneath me as I started going in further slowly.

 

After about ten minutes I finally pushed her completely open. I had hit the far end of her vagina, where her womb started, but I wasn’t completely in. I began to push harder, pushed harder, forcing my way in further. I stopped then pulled out when Camilla complained. I started working faster, knowing that one of the girls might turn up. We were working up to climax when I heard Roberta calling, “CAMILLA! Are you in here?”

Best Vacation Ever

DHenchey69 on Teen Stories

Let me start by describing myself. I'm 16 y/o, 6' even, skinny but toned, medium messy blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, and a 7" dick (no bull). Every year my parents bring me on a cruise (I'm an only child) and this year was the best yet. It was a one week carribean trip. The first day we got onto the ship it was the same as any other year-we got our cruise cards, found our cabin, blah blah blah. Anyway, the first chance I got I started exploring the ship, looking for any and all hot girls to hang out with. I was in the elevator going up to the 10th deck when the elevator stopped on the 7th and a handful of people got on, including a mid-40s couple with who I was assuming to be their daughter. Their incredibly hot daughter. She was about 5'8" or so, a bronze tan, very s

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kinny, shoulder-length wavy brown hair, blue eyes like mine, pretty good rack, but the winning piece was her ass. She was wairing plaid short-shorts that barely made it past her literally perfect ass. It wasn't too wide or narrow, it stuck out the perfect amount, and was very perky and just bouncy enough to keep me staring. As she stepped on, I could see that she had given me a quick look up and down, and her half-hidden smile told me that she liked what she had seen. In any case, I was standing at the back of the elevator, giving the others room, and the hot daughter stood directly in front of me, which I had not problem with. As the elevator started moving, she slowly backed up towards me without drawing attention from the others. Her flawless ass backed up right in front of my gradually stiffening cock. She started lightly brushing my bulge with her incredible, heavenly ass. It eventually got to grinding, then just she was just pushing it hard into my now full-fledged boner, inches from her parents. We all got out on the 10th deck, as that was the top, and we split up. Later on that day, i saw her walking alone and went up to her. "Hey remember me?" "Of course I do" she responded with a bright smile of perfect teeth. "You're really hot. I really like your body" I blurted out. I shyly looked away as she responded "good to see we're on the same page". At that point, she grabbed my hand and led me to a vacant hallway. She held my against the wall and leaned in to give me a kiss. We started making out wildly. I grabbed her left tit with my right hand and her excellent ass with my left. She wrapped a leg around me and we slid to the floor. She was laying on top of me, and we were still locking tongues and grabbing wildly. She reached down and grabbed my rock-hard dick through my shorts. She undid my zipper and whipped it out. She gasped at the size and began playing with it. At first touching it lightly, then to slow strokes, then to fast strokes. I pushed her head down and without resistance she deep throated me. Whoever this girl was, she was fucking good. I came close to cumming so I pulled away and undid her shorts. I slid them down and off and could see that her lacy thong was now soaked with her sweet pussy juices. I took that off using just my mouth (one of my personal favorite moves) and smelled her sweet pussy deeply. It smelled incredible. I leaned down and breathed gently onto her sensitive lips and clit. She groaned softly so i leaned in and began ever so lightly licking her swollen lips, tasting her delicious pussy juice. She started moaning openly as i pulled away my head. She breathed "..noo don't i like it...". I said to her "Then you're gonna love this." I took my still-throbbing dick and rubbed the pre-cum coated head against her swollen, pink pussy. She said "I-I-I'm on the pillll" and I went nuts. I slowly pushed my aching cock into her. Her tightness and expressions of pain and pleasure led me to believe that she was a virgin. My suspicions were proven true when I felt the innocent resistance that was her hymen. I looked her deep in the eye and she looked me back in a loving expression and nodded. I asked "are you sure?" and without hesitation she nodded again. I then pushed my dick harder, puncturing her no-longer virgin pussy. She gasped out of pain and pleasure, and that's when I started. It was so tight that I had to build up my speed instead of diving right in. As my strokes got close to full speed, I twisted her nipples slightly. She quietly moaned "yes! yes!" in a very, very sexy tone, just quiet enough to avoid garnering attention from an ill-timed passerby. I finally pushed myself over the edge and went full-out. I timed my shot so we came in unison. I shot load after load deep, deep into her perfectly tight pussy. She rubbed her clit as she came, a wave of pure pleasure and relief washing over both of us. I collapsed next to her. We got our clothes back on (kinda) and we went to her cabin to take a shower together. We talked in the shower and it turns out that she had messed around with a few boys already, explaining the great deep-throating, but was never ready to go all the way. I thanked her for letting us get that far, and she just smiled and said "anytime".

Saturday Night Slut

beck on Teen Stories

Zoe rolled her eyes as Dawn went through the same list of excuses she always uses when they go out to the club together. “I’m getting tired,” “I have to work early tomorrow,” “My boyfriend needs the car in the morning.” It was easy for Dawn to go home early every Saturday, she had a boyfriend, Zoe thought. Zoe hadn’t had a boyfriend for months, and a series of failed dates and mismatches at work had pushed her from being hot and bothered, to downright delirious. She masturbated two or three times a day at this point; in the morning in the shower and at night in bed. Once in a while, if she was feeling frisky at work, she would let her hand slip down between her thighs at her desk. She would slowly gaze around the office, keeping a lookout f
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or her coworkers, while she slowly pressed her fingers against her clit through her pants. A lot of the time, she wouldn’t even cum at work, just finger herself through her clothes long enough to make her insane with desire. It made her nightly orgasm that much more intense, usually finishing herself off lying on her stomach, one hand gripping the headboard, the other buried in her pussy, furiously fingering her wet hole as she moaned into the pillow. On this particular Saturday, she was determined to get laid. She squeezed her tight body into a lycra dress that showed off all her best curves — a 34B bust and a perfect ass. Her flat stomach made her boobs look firm, and a push-up bra offered any onlookers an eyeful of tanned cleavage. Dawn wasn’t going to mess things up tonight, Zoe was too horny. If Dawn wanted to leave early, that was fine. Zoe could always catch a cab home, or better yet, find some hot guy to rub up against, and get a ride with him. There were a number of single guys in the bar, and with this dress on, Zoe had no problem attracting their attention. After walking around and making eye contact with one guy in particular, she went up to the bar to wait for him to make a move. “Can I buy you a drink?” said a voice. “You sure can,” Zoe said, turning around, “but...” He was slim, dressed in jeans and a fitted white button-down shirt. His dark hair and eyes appealed to her right away. “I’m Shawn,” he said. “But what?” They each took a sip of their drink. Zoe swallowed, licked a few drops of alcohol from her lips and closed her hand on the back of Shawn’s neck. She leaned in close to him and said, “but I’d much rather you took me back to your place to fuck me.” Shawn fumbled with his keys while Zoe pressed against him from behind. Her hands slipped down to his crotch, and she could tell Shawn was not only rock hard, but much bigger than she had even experienced before. He must have been at least seven inches, she thought, and his cock was still being restrained by his jeans! The lock opened and Shawn turned around to say something to her, but she immediately push her tongue into his warm mouth. Every part of her body was screaming to get free of that tight dress. She had purposely kept her hands to herself during the short drive back to his apartment — she wanted them both to be totally mad with lust by the time they got there. Shawn worked his hand up her body, up over her tits, and tugged lightly on her hair as he pulled her face away. “My roommate is here. We’ll have to be quiet.” “Fine, whatever!” Zoe whispered, “where’s your room?” He led her by the hand past Matt’s slightly open door to the bigger back bedroom. It wasn’t long before both were standing almost naked, Shawn in his boxers, and Zoe in her tiny, white thong, at the foot of the bed. They immediately start kissing again, Shawn’s palms sliding gently across her hard nipples, down over her stomach, and onto her hips, where he pressed her against his raging hardon. “Remember to keep it down,” he said. “Mmm, It’ll be hard to make noise with my mouth full,” she said, as she sat him down on the side of the bed. Zoe sat down beside Shawn and started to rub his cock through his underwear. Drops of pre-cum had already started to show, making his underwear more and more see-through. Zoe was desperate to get fucked, to have Shawn push his fingers into her dripping pussy, to feel his warm, salty cum in her mouth, but she also loved foreplay and teasing, and so she was determined to enjoy herself as much as she could. She ran her finger down his chest, hooking them under the waistband of his shorts. She could feel his pre-cum against the back of her fingers, and his hard cock brushed her fingertips. She reached in with her whole hand, gripping his seven inches while she pulled the waistband down so she could see him. The head of his cock was huge. She knew it would fit in her pussy no problem, but she licked her lips as she imagined how it would stretch her little mouth. A small gasp escaped her as she used Shawn’s lubrication to slowly coat the head and shaft as she jerked him off. Shawn began to lie back on the bed, but Zoe made him stay sitting up, and keep his eyes open. “Why do you want to close your eyes? Don’t you think I’m pretty?” “You’re fucking amazing,” Shawn groaned. I just want this to last and...” Zoe interrupted, “And the sight of a pretty, young girl biting her lip and jerking your cock off is too much?” “And talking like that doesn’t help either,” he panted. “Like what?” Zoe was a master at turning guys on. As much as she wanted to get fucked herself, she knew that was coming, so teasing was just going to make it better. She continued to torment Shawn. “What if I said I was going to make you look right at me, right into my eyes, while my little hand pumped up and down on your cock? Oooh, you’re getting wetter and wetter, Shawn. My hand slides up and down so easily, except for the head of your cock. My hand stops when it hits the head because it’s so big. Do you think it will fit in my mouth?” Shawn was speechless, but Zoe had all sorts of thought racing through her head. She could tell Shawn wasn’t going to last much longer, and she knew exactly what she wanted to do next. “Shawn,” she whispered, “I want you to come in my mouth. I’m going to kneel in front of you, and I want to jerk you off into my mouth. And I want you to keep you eyes open. I want you to look at me. So you can see my my hand pumping the cum out of your huge dick and into my sweet, little mouth.” Zoe knew that was all he needed to hear. He grabbed at the sheets as his hips thrust slightly off the bed and towards Zoe’s face. “I’m going to cum!” “Mmmm,” Zoe moaned, “Keep watching me.” Shawn looked down to see the first thick stream of cum shoot straight into Zoe’s open mouth, coating her tongue. Despite Zoe’s attempts to pump all of Shawn’s sperm into her mouth, as his orgasm rocked through his body, he couldn’t help but hit her lips and cheeks as well. Zoe, happy with the first huge wad of cum on her tongue, didn’t seem to care that much of it was now splashing across her face. He was cumming like crazy, she thought. She hoped he had enough energy left for her. Shawn stood up and pulled Zoe to her feet. She tingled as she realized he was going to kiss her, remembering she still had his cum all over her lips and in her mouth. She opened her mouth slightly, as his tongue slid through her cum-covered lips and met her tongue, and the taste of his semen. This felt absolutely naughty, and she loved it. She loved a guy who wasn’t afraid to taste his own cum. He broke from the kiss panting lightly, and told her to lie down on the bed on her stomach. She obliged, knowing it was her turn next. “Spread your legs.” Zoe parted her legs enough to give him a glimpse of her white thong, now drenched in her juices, hugging the lips of her pussy, and practically see-through. “Wider,” Shawn demanded. “What are you going to do?” Zoe asked, as she smiled and spread her legs and perched herself up on her knees, with her face on the mattress. “Drive you as crazy as you drove me just now,” he replied. He climbed onto the bed and in between her legs. She could still taste Shawn’s salty semen on her lips as his nose pressed against her pussy. She felt his tongue push against the damp fabric, searching for her clit. She moaned as his fingers found the edge of her panties and pulled them aside, exposing her wet hole to the mixture of cool air and warm breath. She gasped as his tongue touched her, drawing circles around her clit. She was so wet. She’d never been this wet. “Push your tongue inside me!” Shawn could feel her fingers against his chin as she reached between her legs. This girl was a nympho, he thought. She talks dirty, loves cum on her face and in her mouth, and wants my tongue in her pussy as she finger fucks her clit. Suddenly, she rolled over onto back, and slid her thong off completely, tossing it in the direction of a chair in the corner of the room. “Keep licking me. And put your fingers inside me.” Zoe was using both hands now to spread her pussy lips as wide as she could, giving Shawn complete access to her swollen clit. Her hips bucked towards the ceiling as two fingers pushed their way in, at the same time, his lips locked on her clit, pulling gently. Then both of his hands caressed up her naked body, across her tits, pinching her nipples. Using the fingers that had moments ago been fucking her, Shawn pushed them between her lips, silently asking her to wet them. This wasn’t the first time Zoe had tasted her own pussy. She had always loved licking her fingers after she came when she was alone masturbating. She sucked Shawn’s fingers as eagerly as she had his cock. He took them back and pushed them forcefully back into her hole, making her buck once again. “Ooooh, keep pushing and licking. I’m going to cum. Keep finger-fucking me, Shawn!” Shawn pushed harder and faster into Zoe, while he tried to keep his tongue circling her clit. Her hands had gone from her pussy to the back of his head. He knew she was really close, as she started fucking his mouth with her pussy now. “Oh God!” she moaned as her orgasm swept through her. Now one hand stabilized her against the headboard, while the other kept his head and tongue away from her clit, which was now exploding, and supersensitive. “Are you hard again yet?” she panted. “Give me a couple minutes,” he said, “You’re wild — I need to catch my breath.” Zoe smiled and cooed. She got to her feet, feeling wobbly and still very horny. “I’m going to find us something to drink in the kitchen. When I come back, I want you to fuck me, got it?” She leaned down and kissed him, but didn’t wait for an answer. It was on her way to the kitchen that Zoe heard something as she passed Matt’s room. Sneaking closer to the open door, she could hear the soft moaning and lubricated skin-on-skin that could only invoke one conclusion: Matt is masturbating... to be continued...

My Career Pt 2

bakerman on Teen Stories

My Career Pt 2

When I got home Mom asked me why I was smiling and happy and I just said that I'd finally completed a job that I'd been dreaming about. I went to my room to clean up before dinner and while having a nice soak in the bath thought about losing my virginity to a married women no less. Boy did I feel cool.

Over the next week I began to notice my lady customers dressing a bit more revealing. As Spring rolled into Summer swimsuits made an appearence and while none tried anything of a direct sexual nature they did begin to show more of themselves. In the past when they would have stayed indoors while I did the yard or pool now they lay on their sun lounges and hidden under hats and behind sunglasses I could feel their eyes on me while I worked. Again I felt so cool t

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hat these married women thought I was worth checking out.

It had been a week since I'd last been to Val's and I was feeling a bit worried as Mr Tink dropped me off.

"I've got three jobs down on Valley today" he said "are you OK to get home by your self when you're finished here?"

"I'll be fine, just in and do the yard and the pool and I'll be gone by lunch." I told him.

"Just watch these women. The heat makes 'em act funny. So I'll see you tomorrow." he spoke as the truck drove off.

I was about to knock on the door when Mr Finch opened it as he was leaving for work. He pulled me aside and asked me to do him a favour.

"My boy, my wife is acting a little strange this week. I think there may be another man in her life." he said

My heart skipped a beat and then he said to me "keep an eye out for any men showing up while I'm away and there's an extra $20 for you when I get back in a few days time." he gave me a wink and a nudge and the walked to his car.

I went inside and closed the door behind me. I couldn't hear anything so I called out an hello. Val answered from upstairs calling me up. When I entered her bedroom she was dresssed in a towelling robe and looking out the window through a telescope.

Without turning from the telescope she said "You can see all the way to the security gate with this. Ah there he goes on his way to work and that secretary with the blonde hair and fake boobs"

"Well what did my husband say to you before he left?" she asked

"He thinks you have another man and he wants me to keep a look out for strangers coming to visit."

She laughed as she turned towards me. I could see her legs encased by black stockings disappearing under the robe.

"I know you are learning all this maintenence stuff with Mr Tink but I'd would like to be your teacher in another field. Are you interested?" she said as she smiled.

"What do you want to teach me?" I stammered.

"No need to be afraid, I'm going to teach you how to make love to a waomen." Val dropped the robe as she walked towards me revealing her tanned body. She was wearing a black satin bra the pushed her breasts together making them appear larger and firm. I also saw the stockings coming to the tops of her shapely thighs. In between she had on the black crotchless panties she had caught me with last week.

Val walked right up to me and placing her hand behind my head pulled my face to hers giving me a strong, long passionate kiss.

When Val released me she asked if she had been my first. I told her she was the one to take my virginity and with that she grabbed me and kissed me again and again. Her hands were rubbing my head and back and I responded by rubbing her back as well. My hands were working their way to her lace covered arse. We stopped for a breath and Val told me to undress. I quickly removed my shorts and t-shirt.

"Lesson one" she breathed in my ear "where to kiss a women."

Val turned her back to me and told me to kiss her neck and nibble her ears. I began doing as I was told while my arms wrapped around her waist holding her arse close to my cock so it sat erect in her crack. Val was humming and moaning from my kisses and her hands grasped mine and brought them to her breasts.

"Lesson two, how a women feels." she said softly as my hands massaged her breasts through the satin material of her bra.

She reached for the clip at the front of the bra and undoing it released her round but firm breasts. While I continued to kiss her neck I was also noticing how heavy and firm her breasts were. The nipples had gone from flat to stiff points of brown flesh topping these tanned mounds. Val turned and fed a nipple into my mouth and I latched on like a newborn sucking deeply and flicking the nipple with my tongue. Val was moaning louder and her hand briefly squeezed my cock before making its way to her pussy.

Putting one hand on my head she pushed me into a kneeling position in front of her crotch. Val put one leg up on the bed and pulled the panties aside giving me a close up look at her pussy. Her pubic hair was trimmed into a thin strip leading straight to the goal.

"Lesson three, eating a women." said Val her voice now deep and husky.

She thrust her pussy into my face grinding her lips against mine. I did what I'd seen in magazines and poked my tongue deep into her slit and licked the lenght from clit to arse hole. This was really firing her up and she then told me to put a finger in her hole. My finger slipped all the way into this warm, wet hole. I began to pump my finger as well as kissing, licking and biting her pussy.

"Give me another" she moaned and I obliged by pushing a second finger alongside the first. I was really pumping her now and my hand was slick with her juice. My tongue was working overtime liicking and flicking her clit.

"Stick one in my arse" she said and with one finger in her pussy I slid my other well greased finger up her butt.

Val was nearly jumping off the floor and looking up I could see her squeezing her breasts and licking her own nipples. I took my finger from her pussy and like I'd done before slid it into her arse hole along side the other. Her hand on my head continued to push my face deep into her pussy while my fingers fucked her arse.

Breaking away Val collapsed on the bed and screamed at me to fuck her. I climbed on top and lining my cock up with her hole slid gently forward. Once again I felt the electric tingle as my cock entered her pussy. Being as slick as it was my seven inches slipped right on in. Val raised her arse off the bed to force me deeper and I responded by pulling almost all the way out before slamming home.

Again and again and again I repeated this performance. My body was drenched in sweat and I had almost stopped breathing. The two of us were nearly bouncing off the bed as I continued to pound away the pent up feelings of a teenage boy. Val was now incoherent her ragged voice switched between moans and screams. I told her I could not hang on much longer and I was about to cum. Val told me not to shoot my load into her cunt. Being a dumb teenage boy I thought she didn't want to get pregnant so I slid my cock from her cunt and stood beside the bed. Val grabbed my cock tightly in one hand and from beside the bed she produced a wine glass. Val pumped my cock until I shot my load into the glass and continued to milk it of every last drop of cum.

Val used her finger to stir the white goo with some powder already in the glass and then upending the glass swallowed the whole mixture in one gulp.

"A wise old women told me that if I drink the cum of one who fucks me for their first time we will be lovers for ever." she said as she moved across the bed giving me room to lay beside her.

"So was your first lesson enough to bring you back." she spoke as her finger traced a circle around my lips.

Breathlessly I said I would like to continue and she rolled on top of me and gave me a deep tongue kiss.

We lay together for several minutes just kissing and feeling not speaking a word. Then the phone rang and Val rolled away to answer it. As she talked on the phone she picked up her bra and put it back on then took off the panties and got another pair from he draw. I just lay on the bed listening to her conversation and was stunned when she told whoever was on the line that she was still dressing because her lover had just given her a good fucking. Looking at me she laughed and said goodbye to the phone call and hung up.

"You better get dressed and out in the yard before my friends arrive." she said tossing me my shorts and walking towards her wardrobe.

"I'll be going out with my SLUT friends." Val giggled."SLUTS stand for Summer Land Unique Tea Service and its a group of women from the estate who get together for morning or afternoon tea and maybe a movie." Val turned her back to me and motioned for me to zip her up.

I was in the yard when I heard her leave and once I'd finished I went inside to get a drink and to lock up. I'd never seen much of this house from the inside and it was larger than my house so I decided to have a look around. I wasn't going to take anything just a browse at how others on the estate lived. Having a wicked thought I went back to Val's bedroom and poked about in her dressing table. Tucked away at the back I found a vibrator and apart from some other sexy underwear there was nothing of interest here.

I wandered from room to room, they had a pool table in one room and a home theatre in another. The system was run from a computer which I thought was off but the screen popped up when I touched it. I began to scroll through the movies on file and it was a mixed collection. Then towards the end I came across a folder that had several unnamed files attched. I clicked one with the mouse and and a window asked if I wished to see this film. Tapping yes the lights dimmed and the movie was projected onto the wall at the front of the room. Staring at the screen I was seeing Val and Bev, another of my regulars, having sex on the pool table I'd passed on the way in.

I reached for the mouse and clicked on the next file and this was of another client, Maggie, getting fucked by an unknown guy. In quick succession I went through each film and they were all of women I deal with having sex in a variety of position with different men and women. I shut everything down and left wondering what I was in for.
   
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Summer Tea

dexterndidi on Teen Stories

We were both 12 and Marie had walked with me to our house. We lived in a small rural community where everyone practically knew every one else. That year my dad bought a video player. I was excited because it meant I did not have to go to my friend’s house to watch porn. Marie and me had always been friends like forever, even our parents were very close. I don’t know what made that day different but I know I will always remember it. It was a hot summer afternoon and my grandmother had made us some ice tea. She said she had to go to church for her afternoon prayers. What it really meant was she was going to play mahjong with her friends. It would be late when she comes back. So we both threw our bags onto the sofa and plonked down in front of the TV. How

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shall I describe Marie without being biased? She was beautiful. She had long shoulder length hair, doe eyed and lips that were perfectly shaped. You could say she was an early bloomer as her tits were starting to show. As we sat down she reached down and took her shoes off. This has always been her habit. I have always admired how beautiful and perfect her toes were. We were arguing over what to watch on the new video player when she whispered in my ear. “Let me see some of those nude films you and your friends watch.” Feeling excited was an understatement. I ran all the way up to my room on the second floor and grabbed the tape from my drawer. I whispered back “I’ll let you watch it under one condition” and she had that smug look on her face and said what? I said I want to try out some of the stuff we see on TV. She thought for about a moment and said we’ll see. So I put the tape on and the volume really low, there was no story to this tape it was straight full on sex. A full-length foreplay intro to double penetration. Marie was quiet and she had an intense look on her face. We sat near the Tv on the carpet. As we sat down I sat behind her with a steel hardon. She had no idea what it was except that when she leaned back it sort of poked her in the back. The tape was showing the guy rubbing the girl’s breasts. I slowly placed my hands on her shoulder and worked my hands down her armpit until it rested firmly on both her breasts. I slowly rubbed them and I could feel the texture of Marie’s soft cotton bra her nipples slowly rising from a long dormant slumber. Her heart was beating like a hummingbirds wings. She didn’t take my hands off and she sat a bit straight. My fingers were numb and both of us were totally quite. No words were needed as I slipped my hands down the front of her uniform under her bra. My brain could not process the pleasure or joy that I felt. Never have I felt anything so soft and smooth. Her nipples were small and firm. Marie pulled my hands out but before I could protest her hands went to her back and she deftly took her bra off without taking her uniform off. She whispered that someone might walk in. She turned back to the TV, which was my cue to send my hands on to her breasts again. This time she leaned back and I slowly and languidly massaged her breasts. Her breathing was going faster and for a moment I thought I hurt her. The TV showed the man rubbing and inserting a finger into the girl’s vagina. As my hand slowly traveled to her skirt she did not resist, but when I tried to touch her bare pussy she held my hand back. She said just touch it from the outside. Her cotton undies were thin anyway so it would be like touching the pussy anyway. So I touched and rubbed her vagina for a good 5 minutes. What I noticed was that every time I placed my hand on a certain spot of her pussy she would stiffen her legs and her hands would ball up. I also noticed that the front of her cotton undies was getting very moist. I was thinking then that I’ll rub that spot on her vagina and while she’s enjoying it, I’ll slip my finger accidentally to the side exposing her nice pussy. I started to rub her spot and her legs slowly pulled up and her mouth was open in a small oh, and I could hear a very small whimper every time I hit the spot. She was very wet now, so I slowly moved her panties to one side as I was slowly rubbing her in a circular motion. At first she tried to protest but I concentrated my rubbing on her sweet spot and she just closed her eyes and enjoyed my rubbing.

Part 2 when I have the time…                

Me and Kaylee- Part Three

jupitar_yager on Teen Stories

I got in my Vette and drove down to Logan's Steakhouse. Me and Kaylee were gonna meet up there and get a bite to eat. As I drove down, thoughts about her went through my mind. God she is so hot. I believe in my mind that the girl that after all these years that I fantasized and thought about is truely the person I love. I drove into the parking lot, a couple and their kids walking out, the kids eyeing my car and obviously loving the roaring engine. I parked my Vette and walked in, explaining to the waitress that my girlfriend was already seated. I walked around a bit, finally seeing Kaylee. There she sat..man..wow..she looked hot. She had a black halt

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er top on, her gorgeous brown hair up in a pony tail, and some tight Hollister jeans. She was fixin' her make up as I walked towards her. I leaned in and kissed her on the lips and saying a saucy hello. As I sat down, I eyed her cleavage. Mmmm..this was really making my cock twitch. She looked so fucking sexy..I had never seen her look this good for me. But hell..she always looked good for me. I held her hand as we talked about how our day had gone when the waitress walked up to take our order.

"I'll have a salad, low fat ranch as an appetizer. And also I'd like a filet mignon with a baked potato on the side, plain, for my entree. And Diet Coke would be good for my drink," Kaylee told the waitress.

"And I'll have some potato soup for my appetizer. For my entree, I'll take the 16 oz. rib eye, chilli cheese fries on the side. And I'll take a Corona for my drink," I told the waitress.

The waitress smiled and went into the back to put in our order. The aroma of the steakhouse was great..all the while admiring the atmosphere, I felt a little nudge on my crotch. I downcasted my eyes to find Kaylee's heel rubbing against my mound. It sent electric shocks throughout all my body and I kinda shook a bit. She giggled a little and grinned, knowing that I loved this and that she could really tease me. I shifted my weight to get in a more comfortable position. She continued to rub my mound when I felt pre-cum ooze off the head of my cock and onto my shaft. I picked her foot up off my crotch, considering that this definately wasn't the place to be doing this. I started rubbing what I could of her foot, trying to ease her down. She was a little frustrated and pulled her foot away and sat there and pouted. Well damn..I thought to myself. We sat in silence for about 10 minutes when the waitress came back with our appetizers. As soon as I took the first bite of my soup, I felt a strong kick in my crotch. I felt a strong sensation of pain filling the lower half of my body. Kaylee had done it. She got up and left. There I sat..alone. I held part of my face in my hands, the other accepting the small bites of soup I was taking. The waitress soon came back to bring us both our main entrees when she saw that I was now alone, no trace of a purse or anything of Kaylee's.

"Excuse me, the woman, that was with you, is she planning to return?" the waitress asked me.

"Doubt it. She got mad and left. I'll go ahead and take both entrees," I said.

The waitress frowned a little bit. I began to notice her more. She was a little shorter than Kaylee, about 5'3 I'd say. She wasn't heavy at all. About 110-113 lbs I'd say. And she had blonde hair, a gorgeous face, and make up nicely done. She looked about 19-21. She was really a hot girl.

"I get off shift in about 20 minutes. If you'll stick around, I'll gladly sit and talk if you'd like," she said to me.

This really brightened me but I felt a little reluctance in me. Did Kaylee break up with me or was she just mad at me for the time being. I really was starting to like this girl and found it freshing the somebody liked me and actually cared about what I thought. I nodded my head in acceptance to her invitation. She smiled now and walked off, shaking her ass a bit, and I suspected she did it because she knew I would be looking. And look I did. I gobbled up the great rib eye and fries and decided I'd box Kaylee's and maybe eat it later or something. I was sippin' my Corona when I noticed the waitress come back into my view. She sat down in the booth with me.

"Soooo..my name is Caitlin. Yours hun?" she said to me.

"Lucas. Friends call me Jupitar though," I said.

"Jupitar..eh? Why do they call you that?" she asked.

"Beyond me. Started callin' me that back in 3rd grade." I said.

"Soo..that girl and you..you two together?" she asked.

"Not for sure. I think I pretty much got dumped right there. She gets pissed about such small little things and if she didn't just dump me, then I think I just dumped her because I'm not puttin' up with that shit." I said.

She giggled a little and then went on to say..

"Well, cutie, you're definately a sweet guy. You could do sooooo much better," she said to me, bravely.

Daaamn..this girl was coming onto me and I really loved it. Could she get any better? I thought to myself, "Man..I wanna kiss this girl so bad but she'd probably call me a jerk." Suddenly I was interrupted in all of my train of thought by her words. I seemed to be drowning them out.

"Lucas! Lucas! You in there?" she said to me.

Lucas. Wow..been a while since I've been called by that name. It was awkward.

"Yeah..sorry just was into some 'deep' thought," I responded, keeping her out of alarm.

I called on a waiter for a tab and a box to put the food in. He brought it back quickly and I paid the bill, leaving the change for a tip. After boxing the food, I asked her something..

"So..wanna go see a movie or something Caitlin?" I asked.

"Um..well..sure Lucas," she said.

"You know..you can call me Jupitar," I responded, flashing the best smile I could.

She smiled and got in her car. It wasn't a bad car. Volkswaggon Bug. She drove it back to her house and got in my Vette. I drove her to the local theatre and we got some popcorn and drinks for the movie. We got in there and watched it. [Million Dollar Baby starring Clint Eastwood, Hilary Swank, Morgan Freedman.] It was a great movie. She loved it too. As we walked out of the theatre, I found her tear struck from the events in the movie and wrapped my arm around her. She apparently liked that and leaned into my chest, walking out with me. We got in my Vette and I drove to this remote area that I owned. Inheritance kicks ass. It has a lake and a cabin. We got out of the Vette and walked into the cabin. We got all settled in and she told me she didn't have to work tomorrow. I had never taken Kaylee here before. But I felt a really strong connection with Caitlin. I went to go change clothes. I took off my shirt, revealing my 6 pack and my strong biceps and triceps, along with my defined chest. I put on some old, ripped jeans and a cap and some boots and walked out. She didn't have anything to change in, but once she looked at me, I saw hungry eyes. I walked over to her and gave her a peck on the lips. I would leave at that, knowing even though that I was going to fuck her good tonight, I better save the best for last. I got the paddles for the boat and a fishing rod and casted out into the lake. I had a few tugs on the line until one big tug got on my line. I realed it in and caught an at least 10 pound bass. I kept it and threw it in the cooler. I rowed back in and showed Caitlin my catch. She was apparently pleased and I came to find that she was a really good cook. She deep fried it [the 10 pound bass] and the smell was unbelievable. She cooked vegetables on the grill [corn-on-the-cob, baked potatos, with onion flavor]. I was in Heaven. She brought it all in and served it to me. As soon as I cut up that catfish, I saw white meat all in there and it was gorgeous. The corn and the potato was tender and boy was it a feast. I hadn't eaten that good since my mama last cooked for me. I rushed it down with some iced tea she made and I was in pure bliss. I put down some blankets on the floor and laid on my stomach. Caitlin sat on my ass and began digging those little but strong fingers into my back. Mmm..God it felt soooo good. She massaged my back for a while when I suddenly felt her laying on top of me, gyrating her hips into my ass. I could feel a wet spot in her pants slightly and knew I was getting her hot. I already loved this girl. I suprised her and rolled on my side, throwing her to my side, and then I laid on my back, putting her on top of me. I slowly eased her down, kissing her deeply, intwining my tongue with her. Then..I heard my cell phone ring. Bleh..I wasn't about to answer the son of a bitch. I continued kissing her and boy was she a good kisser. As I kissed her, I massaged her ass and heard muffled moans escape her mouth. Good. I was getting her really hot now. I threw her up, her back hitting my crouched up legs. I pulled her shirt over her head, revealing a suprising no shirt. As an instinct, I put my hands right on them, exploring them, kneading her nipples with my fingers. I heard her moan pretty loudly now. I pushed my hands down her torso, now in her crotch region. I stuck my hand down her panties and began rubbing her clit. She clutched my biceps as I did this and moaned loudly, gyrating her hips on my finger. Her pussy muscles wrapped around my finger and I knew she was getting ready to cum, but I didn't want that yet. I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down, sprining out [as most of you know] my 11 inch cock. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head when she saw it.

"WOWWWWW You're the biggest I have EVER seen!!! I don't even see this on the internet!" she said to me.

I grinned. She went down and put her lips around my purple head. She licked inside my piss hole and I shivered. She started sucking on the helmet-like head and moaned. She came to find, as soon as she put her mouth lower and lower on my cock, that it was about as wide as her wrist with lots of thickness. She could take in about 6 inches until it hit the back of her throat. She was just like Kaylee and I guess every other woman..she hummed. It sent electric shocks through my body and I cummed my load all in her mouth. It was too much for her to handle and it came out the creases of her mouth. I bent down to her pussy, pulled down her cute ass thong, and started licking her pussy. God it was so warm. I took the clit in between my teeth, rubbing my tongue over it. She was already close to the edge when she cummed all in my mouth. It was warm and sweet. Kinda tasted like strawberries and whip cream. Yum. She pushed my head deep into her crotch and I remained there for a while. She eased back and leaned against the couch. She panted and I held her in my arms. Later that night..

Well..actually thats for another time. :D Gotta keep y'all on the edge.

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This is part three of the "Me and Kaylee" series. Any constructive criticism is needed and wanted. I hope you enjoyed the story and stay tuned for the next part.

                                                                      -Jupitar Yager

Teacher's Pet

shyshannon on Teen Stories

Thanks to my friend, mentor, and editor, BrettJ for his help with this story.
His encouragement, keen eyes, and naughty PMs helped me write this story.
Enjoy and don't forget to vote!


Teacher's Pet
By Shannon Ray © 2005

Dean had lost track of time trying to get his students’ science tests graded. When the phone rang, he looked at the clock. It was six o’clock. He sighed; he hated being interrupted when he was concentrating on work. He grabbed the cordless and answered the call.

“Mr. Wagner?” a soft, but flustered femini
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ne voice came from the other end.

“Yes?” he answered; hoping it wasn’t some irate parent on the line.

“Mr. Wagner, this is Melinda Phillips, Megan’s mom. I need a big favor and was hoping you could help me out.”

“Hello Ms. Phillips. What is it?” he asked.

“The hospital called and wants to know if I can work tonight. I really could use the extra money Mr. Wagner. I can’t find a babysitter, and I rather not leave her all alone at night. Could she possibly stay with you?”

Dean considered it for a minute. Megan was his favorite student this year. He knew how much her mom was struggling after the tragic death of Megan’s father just a year ago. Her request was unusual, but he hated to turn her down.

“Yes Ms. Phillips that will be fine. Bring her by when you’re ready,” he said, trying to hide his annoyance.

It was Friday night, not that he had any plans, but once his work was done, he could kick back and relax. Dean was an attractive man of 36, short dark brown hair, brown eyes, a small dimple in the middle of his chin, and he had a rugged look to him. The only excuses he had for not dating after divorcing his wife seven years ago, was his sons and going back to get his Master’s Degree. Not very convincing excuses, at that, he knew. He’d had a few dates, but none of the women ever meant much more than dinner and an occasional fuck.

“Oh, thank you so much Mr. Wagner,” she said excitedly and they said their good-byes.

While he was waiting on Megan to arrive, he went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. He was lost in thought; Megan had come a long way since the beginning of the school year. He knew 8th grade was tough for any kid, but she was really struggling when she started in his class. Her father had been killed in a car wreck the year before, and she had barely passed 7th grade. Her mom had sold the house and moved to Hopewell, thinking a change of scenery would help her daughter.

Ms. Phillips worked two jobs just to make ends meet. When she worked the eleven to seven shifts at the hospital, she often left Megan with him after school, until she got off work. It was his idea. He could see how much they were struggling, and wanted to help out. Megan was the same age as his middle son; he had three, who all lived with their mom. She was like the daughter he never had. The extra time spent with her seemed to pay off, she was an A/B student now, and more importantly she was coming out of her shell and making friends.

Megan and her mom arrived just as Dean was finished with dinner. Dean took off his apron and went to the door. Megan was beaming from ear to ear. She enjoyed being with Mr. Wagner, he reminded her of her dad.

“Hi Mr. Wagner!” she was grinning up at him. Her copper-colored hair bouncing in a ponytail. She wore an oversized T-shirt and baggy jeans.

“Hey Meg!” he gave her a friendly wink. He looked at her mom, “Hi Mrs. Phillips.”

“Than you so much Mr. Wagner,” reaching out to shake his hand. “I will be by just after eight in the morning to get Megan.”

“That’s fine Mrs. Phillips. I’ll have Meg up, dressed and fed before then. I’ll fix my special pancakes, I always fix them when my boys are here,” he paused. It would be nice to have some company close to his age. “There will be plenty for you as well, that is, if you’re not to tired.”

“Oh, that sounds lovely Mr. Wagner,” she smiled at him. You’ve been too kind. And, please, call me Melinda.”

Melinda hugged her daughter, and kissed her on the forehead, “I love you baby, be a good girl for Mr. Wagner.”

“Feel free to call me Dean. We’ll see you in the morning Melinda,” Dean told her.

Melinda gave Dean a wave and turned to go. He shut the door behind her as she walked down the stone path to her jeep.

Dean turned and grinned at Meg. “So? Meg, ya hungry?”

“Yup! What’s for dinner?” she asked.

“Oh, nothing special, barbecue baked chicken, rice, green beans, and rolls,” he paused, “and banana pudding for dessert.”

“Sounds good to me,” she said, already on her way to the kitchen.

Dean and Meg sat at the table enjoying their dinner and making small talk. They were comfortable together after all the special attention from Dean. They finished dinner and dessert and Meg helped clear the table.

“Meg, why don’t you get ready for bed,” Dean suggested, “and I’ll load the dishwasher. Then we’ll watch a movie.”

By the time Meg had showered and put on her pajamas, Dean had popped a bag of popcorn and was already sitting on the couch. Dean looked up as Meg was walking toward the living room. He was shocked at what he saw. He wasn’t looking at his young, innocent student anymore; he was looking at a sexy young lady, all grown up.

Meg was wearing a short chemise top. The shimmery satin fabric, the color of violets after a fresh spring rain, was clinging to her body. A layer of lace, blue as a summer sky, outlined Meg’s small breasts. One tiny spaghetti strap hung loosely over her right arm. The matching shorts were cut high on the sides, allowing a view of her firm ass as she moved.

Megan’s red hair, the color of a new copper penny, now hung loosely around her shoulders Her nipples poked through the sheer top. Her long sexy legs were tan; her thighs were full and shapely. Dean felt a familiar heat in his groin. He knew it was wrong to feel this way. Meg was so young, so naïve. She wasn’t even aware her body was changing from a girl to a woman.

Meg chose to watch ‘Me, Myself & Irene’ and popped it in the DVD player as Dean had asked. He was trying to will his hard-on to go away and would have been embarrassed if he had gotten up to put the movie in and she had noticed his erection. It was difficult at the moment, with Meg across the room, her satin shorts clinging to her firm round ass.

Meg sat on the couch, just inches away from Dean. She was like a young innocent child, needing attention. Her feet were propped on the edge of the couch, knees to her chest, hands on her knees. Her legs were in a ‘V’ shape, her elbows hung down beside her shapely legs. Meg was soon enthralled with the movie.

Dean noticed her shorts leg creeping up her silky looking inner thigh and could see her small puffy lips, they had a layer of baby fine copper hair over them. His cock twitched in his shorts. ‘What kind of pervert am I?’ he thought. He tried hard to concentrate on the movie, but caught himself peeking at that innocent honey pot several times.

Dean got up from the couch and started for the kitchen. “Do you want something to drink Meg?” he asked over his shoulder. He didn’t want her to see the obvious bulge in his pants. He had to cool his head, both of them.

“Yes, please Mr. Wagner,” she answered.

Dean turned on the cold water and splashed his face. ‘Get it together man!’ he thought to himself. The cold water seemed to bring him to his senses, but didn’t relieve the aching between his legs. He retrieved two sodas from the fridge and returned to the living room.

Meg had moved to the other end of the couch, using the armrest as a pillow, her legs folded up toward her chest, leaving him room to sit. He placed her soda on a coaster on the end table next to her head. She was unaware that her shorts were twisted and again he could see her smooth little slit. He offered her a blanket, hoping she’d take it, so he wouldn’t be tempted to look at her sexy young body. She declined it, and he sat down at the other end of the couch to continue watching the movie, trying hard not to think about the vision of sweetness at the other end of the couch.

Dean was finally calming down and concentrating on the movie when a line from the movie made him cringe.

“Man, you'll do the cooking? Man, you're the one who thought you got chipped beef from a toothy blowjob.”

Hearing the word blowjob, Dean again was fighting a battle of the bulge in his pants. Meg seemed to not have heard it, or was ignoring it. She hadn’t moved from her position. Several minutes passed, and Dean started to relax again.

Meg broke the silence. “Mr. Wagner?” she paused, “What’s a blowjob?” She sounded so innocent.

Dean was shocked, unable to speak. There was silence again for several moments.

“Mr. Wagner, what’s a blowjob?” she asked again.

“Meg, honey,” Dean finally found his voice, “that’s something you should ask your mom.”

“Mom won’t tell me things like that,” she replied. “She says I’m supposed to learn about sex in health class. Old Mrs. Lonely, ummm, Mrs. Linley, won’t tell us anything either.”

Dean knew this was probably true. Mrs. Linley had been his Health teacher when he was Meg’s age. She hadn’t changed the way she’s taught since she began teaching forty years ago. The kids were lucky to even know what sex was if it was up to that woman.

“Meg, it’s not my place to tell you about things like that. Let’s just watch the movie,” he said as gently as possible.

“B-b-but,” Meg stammered, “how am I supposed to learn if no one will tell me?”

Dean sighed. Meg just wasn’t going to give up until she got an answer. He really didn’t want to have this discussion with her, considering the feelings he was already having for this sweet child.

“Alright, Meg,” he said, trying to remain calm. “I’ll answer the question, but then we finish watching the rest of the movie. Ok?”

“Ok,” she says, pouting a little.

“Ok, Meg. You know what a penis is?” he asks, not really sure how much she really knew.

“Yes,” she answers, sitting up looking him in the eyes; “you mean a man’s cock?”

Shocked again by her response, Dean tried to keep his composure. His dick was trying to push through the zipper on his shorts. He really wished this night were over, regretting that he even said yes to Mrs. Phillips request.

“Yes, Meg,” still trying to sound calm. “A blowjob is when a woman sucks a man’s cock until he ejaculates.”

“You mean he cums in her mouth?” she asked.

“Yes, Meg,” his frustration is obvious in his voice. “Most of the time. Now can we get back to watching the movie?” His cock is throbbing, as thoughts of putting his own cock between Meg’s sweet lips enter his head.

She leans back against the couch, seemingly satisfied at his answers. He wished the movie were over so he could just go to his bedroom, lock the door and jack off. Minutes ticked by on the clock, but it seemed like hours.

“What does it taste like?” Meg asked.

“What does what taste like Meg?” Dean asked, somewhat distracted.

“What does cum taste like?” she asked again. “It must taste pretty good for most women to taste it.”

“Meg,” he sighed, “I really rather not be having this conversation.”

“I’m sorry,” she said in an apologetic tone. She moved closer to Dean, shoulder against his. “I just want to know. I feel so stupid when all the other kids in 8th grade talks about these things, and I don’t have a clue.”

Dean turned to face her, lifted her chin looked in her emerald green eyes. “Meg, don’t ever think that about yourself. You are not stupid. You’re a very smart girl. Sex is something that adults do, and kids your age don’t need to be talking about it anyway.”

She leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. Her soft lips brushing against his stubbled chin sent another rush of blood to his cock. Her hair smelled like lavender, she was driving him mad with lust.

“Thank you, Mr. Wagner,” she said as she leans back, her shoulder resting against his.

The movie was almost over and Dean was glad. He could finally go to his room and imagine his cock entering her pale red lips as he gave himself relief from the aching in his groin.

The credits began to roll, and Dean reached for the remote. He felt her fingers on his thigh, on his bare leg just below his shorts. Her fingers were trailing small circles on one of his sensitive spots. Unknowingly, she had found the spot that drove him to the edge.

“Do you like blowjobs Mr. Wagner?” she whispered in his ear.

“Yes, Megan,” he said softly, “I do.” He was tired of denying himself pleasure.

Dean started to get up and go to his bedroom. She caught his arm as he began to rise. He turned to face her, the bulge in his pants quite obvious. She was sitting on the edge of the couch looking up at him eagerly.

“Will you show me how to do a blowjob Mr. Wagner?” she pleaded with him.

Wrong or not, Dean was going to do this. He wanted her desperately, and it was obvious she wanted him, though she was to naïve to know how to tell him.

“Meg,” he said softly, “are you sure about this?”

“Yes,” she barely whispered. She looked him in the eyes, her voice a little stronger this time. “This is what I want.”

“Ok, my pet,” he said, as he unzipped his shorts and removed them. His cock stood straight out, just inches from her lovely mouth. “Start by kissing and licking it Meg, then when you feel ready, you can put it in your mouth.”

Meg was eager to please her teacher. She started by placing a kiss on the tip; she kissed every inch of his cock. The touch of her velvet lips was driving him insane with pleasure. He urged her to use her tongue, and again she explored every sensitive inch of his cock, lingering around the base of his head. One of her hands around his shaft, she guided the now moist tip around the outline of her lips. Dean held his breath in anticipation; sure she was about wrap her sensuous lips around his cock. He didn’t want to rush her, nor did he want to frighten her, so he let her continue doing what she was doing.

Dean let out a rush of air from his lungs as Meg parted her lips and timidly put them around the head of his cock. While stroking her copper-colored hair, he looked down at her and encouraged her to continue. Slowly, she engulfed his entire cock in her mouth, her lips against his closely trimmed hair. He pulled back gradually until just the head was behind her luscious lips. Dean ran his fingers through her silky hair, to the back of her head. He gently guided her head forward again, encouraging her to use her tongue as he gently lunged in and out of her hot mouth. Meg was a quick study, greedily sucking and flicking her tongue all around his cock, while he slowly thrust toward the back of her throat.

“Lean back Pet,” Dean whispered.

Meg leaned against the back of the couch, and Dean leaned forward with her, not wanting his cock to escape that hot, moist hole. Dean removed his T-shirt, not wanting the loose fabric to impede his view of her lips swallowing his dick, and dropped it on the couch beside Megan. Dean used the back of the couch to support his weight, his hands on either side of her head.

He drove his cock harder in her mouth. Her hands roamed around his hips, inner thighs, around to his ass. He guided one of her hands to his aching balls; he needed relief soon, but at the same time didn’t want the moment to end. Dean pounded her mouth, assaulted her lips. Her head was pressed deep into the cushion of the couch; he could hear her struggling to breathe through her nose. Her fingers slipped from his aching balls. They trailed lightly down his inner thigh.

“Pet, I’m going to cum in your mouth,” he managed to gasp.

He felt her try to nod her head. He put his hand on her top of head, thumb on her forehead, so she wouldn’t move, his other hand stroking his cock. He looked down; he wanted to watch her face as she swallowed his load. After a few more thrusts, his cock began to spasm, spilling his seed down her throat. Dean could hear her gulping his juice, taking every drop. She never hesitated, never gagged. As Dean tried to catch his breath, he looked down at Meg, smiling.

Finally, he knelt down in front of her. He leaned forward and kissed her. His tongue exploring her mouth, tasting his own juices. She tentatively flicked her tongue against his at first, then gaining confidence, she hungrily explored his mouth. When their mouths separated, Dean looked her in the eyes, wanting to remember this moment forever.

“How do you feel Pet?” he asked, gently caressing her hair.

“It tastes salty Mr. Wagner,” she replied, licking her lower lip.

“No, Baby, how do you feel?” he repeated his question.

“Well,” she said hesitantly, “I feel warm and tingly all over.” She paused, looking into his deep brown eyes. “My shorts, I think they’re wet.”

Dean looked down to her lap. There was a small dark spot of moistness between her legs.
He looked back into her emerald green eyes and smiled.

“That means you enjoyed it too Pet,” speaking softly and squeezing her hand.