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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.