Christmas was coming and there had been a few parties in the village in the last month, where some virgins were deflowered, which was interesting, to say the least. At least I had not been asked to get involved, till the next week!

The following week Jenny’s Dad pulled me in the pub and told me he wanted me for a party tonight, I tried to explain I loved his daughter, but as usual she already knew about it and wanted me there.

Jenny came home and we walked to the pub, after a few pints of sheep-dip as the locals called it, I felt a bit better.

When we left it was snowing and the sight of the virgin snow turned me on.

We arrived at a wonderful thatched cottage, lit up with Christmas lights.

Greeted by a lovely blonde woman who gave us mulled wine and roasted chestnuts from the open fire.

Suddenly the gang of fathers arrived and sat down, then a large Gentleman came in with nothing on, the feeling in that room was electric.

Two gorgeous identical twins walked in naked, my penis hit the roof, their blonde hair flowing behind them.

The Gentleman took sat down, whilst both girls looked nervously at him.

Seeing their breasts and their blonde mounds fired me up.

The first one started giving him a blowjob, her blonde hair flowing over him as she tried, her sister watching intently, as was I!

He suddenly pushed her away whilst grunting; she lay there with her legs open, and without any foreplay he rolled on top of her and tried to go straight into her.

She squealed at his brutal way, whilst her sister (Jane), held her hand and tried to help, to no avail.

He was very hard with her; luckily he did not last long and came within seconds.

The look on the poor girls eyes when he pulled away said everything to me, what a way to treat a virgin, or so I thought!

I do not like the way he treated her, there was no reason to treat a lovely Girl like that.

I watched as her sister trying to help moved her hand down to her blonde bush, rubbing a finger on it she felt the dew drops of cum now soaking it.

For twins are very close, as I was to find out.

I had a bad feeling as the Gentleman came back shaking his head, saying I can’t, all eyes turned on me.

Jane was nervous after seeing what had happened to her sister, looking at Jenny she just nodded at me.

I took my top of then slowly undressed down to my boxer shorts, it was obvious I had a massive hard on as every one looked at it.

Jenny came behind me and just slipped them down, Jane looked and gasped.

I wanted to be as gentle as possible as she was nervous.

I lay down next to her beautiful body and tried to console her and sympathetic, I felt sorry for her, but a standing penis has no conscience.

I started kissing her, she seemed to enjoy that, then moved on to her neck, then went lower till finally in front of everyone I got to her Clitoris, she seemed to like it but still resisted me.

Then I plunged my tongue into her.

Her sister was holding her and I noticed Jenny grab her and whisper to her, as my tongue went deeper and deeper.

She was quite wet but not enough, I did not want to make her give me a blowjob as she was stressed enough.

So I sat up.

So I looked at Jenny, she knew what I wanted and immediately wrapped her mouth around it, when it was soaked and rock hard I pulled out of her mouth.

I slowly got on top of this lovely young lady, rubbing my penis slowly up and down her slit, I finally got the tip in, she still resisted me though.

Her legs were fighting me all the way, Jenny said something to her and suddenly she let me in all the way!

She had relaxed; I could feel no Hymen as I entered her, just tightness, so beautiful it was indescribable, then as I continued pumping deeper and faster, the wonderful feeling and sounds of a woman’s first orgasm, as she arched up to except the very last bit of me inside her.

Jenny was encouraging me, so I felt that deep feeling as I came in her.

I really did let some go inside her.

Pulling out was difficult, as Jane gripped me with her arms, eventually I managed to leave my cum everywhere, what a mess!

It seemed to drip out of her as the blonde lady who had let us in wrapped a towel around this lovely young lady, as she stood up it was dripping down her leg.

I got up and went to get quickly dressed; Jenny suddenly stopped me slapping my buttocks.

Jenny helped the twin up and took her upstairs with her sister, so I got dressed anyway, as there was nothing left inside me, it was all in Jane and I was worn out.

When Jenny came back I was enjoying a whisky with everyone and a cigarette.

She seemed annoyed I was dressed; saying I was needed, I explained I was worn out, not only with what had happened, but also with the work on the cottage.

Well you will have to do it in the morning I was told, and went back upstairs.

I really did not know what she was talking about.

The party went on and as people started to leave, Jenny came down with one of the twins now fully dressed, and looking magnificent.

Over a very large whisky, I suddenly found out.

Evidently the selected father had not penetrated her, he just lasted a few seconds and had come, so she had not been “Done.”

She did not want the village to know, so was coming home with us!

So Linda (the other twin), trudged through the snow with us, and being a Gentleman I left her to go to bed with Jenny, which was interesting, as they both touched each other, for I could hear them, making certain sounds.

In the morning as I laid by the fire downstairs; I suddenly heard giggling, walking upstairs they were in the bath together, the sight of them together certainly did things to me, which was noticed.

For Linda seemed embarrassed at having her breasts soaped, by Jenny.

For the toilet was in the bathroom and trying to have a piss with a large erection was not easy, especially as Linda was looking.

Going downstairs the door went and it was Jane with the older blonde lady (their Mother as I found out), they both looked down at the hard on I was sporting, although I did have my dressing gown on.

Letting them in, Jenny came downstairs, with Linda who was stark naked.

Her nipples were like Organ stops, immediately she kissed her sister and Mother, then she turned to me.

“Please be careful for I have a Hymen, unlike my sister who broke hers Horse riding, so I know it will hurt!”

“I don’t want to hurt you, I will be gentle.”

I kissed her softly and passionately, then started to caress her slowly, but suddenly she slipped my dressing gown off.

Slowly running her tongue down my chest, which was an incredible turn on.

Especially as my “morning glory” was even harder by now

Then she knelt in front of me, taking me in her mouth, oh so slowly she tried, but she was inexperienced and although it was very nice it was not was what I was used to, for she grated her teeth on me.

Her Mother (Sue) came out of the blue and pushed her Daughter away!

Looking me in the eyes she said: “ I have not done this for a long time as I am divorced, but as my daughter is a disgrace as all girls in this village are trained, I will do it, but please do not cum in my mouth as I want my daughter to feel that.”

She really was good, starting at my testicles then licking up to the tip, but ever so slowly, I was in heaven.

Slowly she swallowed it; it felt so warm and soft, but the problem was I was stood there looking at a naked blonde with her lovely sister, my Girlfriend with their Mother sucking me.

I was getting very close and Sue knew it as she could feel it, so she pulled out, suddenly standing up she looked at Jenny.

They both got hold of Linda’s ankles and pulling her legs skyward and apart.

I could sense they had either seen that done or done it themselves before, and then they looked at me.

I was so turned on I could not resist, although we had not really had much foreplay, so was concerned she was not wet.

I went on top and entered her slowly; she was wet enough, I could feel no Hymen, then suddenly I could feel something, so pushing against it, she cried out, Sue screamed at her to shut up as she was a shame to the family name.

The softly approach did not seem to be working so I just plunged in harder and suddenly I was all the way in, as Linda gasped.

It was an exquisite experience, a lovely blonde with her legs in the air, now allowing me to really get in deeply.

I really got into the motion; slowly then fast and long, pushing my arms up I was looking down on her moving breasts, as she started to moan slowly, then her moans got louder, I looked up, to see her sister stroking her hair.

Her aureoles suddenly went small and she started to come, as she did Sue and Jenny pushed her legs back further and seemed to lift her, allowing me maximum penetration, as they did I pushed harder.

I could really feel her come and heard her gasps of pleasure.

I could not stop as I suddenly felt a wonderful feeling as I started to come deep inside her, there seemed to be a lot of it as well, as I was very turned on.

Spurt after spurt pumped into her, as she looked at me with her lovely blue eyes.

I flopped on top of her to get my breath back, kissing her, then slowly pulled out.

As I stood up all three women looked down at Linda’s blonde mound, now with a thick wad of white cum in the opening!

The two girls picked her up and took her upstairs, whilst I put some more logs on the fire and got Sue and I a glass of port, to keep the cold out.

She turned to me and said: “ I need you to pop in on your way back from the pub tomorrow, as I want you to do something for me, that only you can do.”

I was stunned, then she said: “And Friday as well, for we have a Mothers meeting and we need you.”

“What for?” I asked, very cagily.

“ You may need some Mothers help soon!”

She would not say any more, as all the girls came down dressed to go out, they all kissed me and walked off into the snow, leaving me alone to think.

Although I had cooked dinner as usual, Jenny was very late home.

I gave her a huge cuddle and a kiss, but she seemed shy.

I offered her a drink but she refused, suddenly she said: “ I have something to show you, do you Love me?”

That was a silly question as she knew I adored her and told her so.

She went to her bag and pulled a picture out “ I have been to the Hospital for a scan.”

“What for, what is a matter?” I said in a panic.

She gave me the picture “ it is our Son inside me!”

I looked at it in disbelief, then burst into tears of pure joy, cuddling her then getting a large drink, I went to light a cigarette but she pointed to outside.

No smoking in the Cottage anymore.

Over dinner she told me all about all the tests etc. it sounded frightening to me and all the classes, we both had to go to later on, but we could still make love for about another three months.

I explained I wanted to go down the village and tell everyone, she said she already had, when she got off the once a day bus, home.

“The pub went mad when I told them, wait till you go in tomorrow!”

I told her what Sue had said and told her I was not going as I did not want anything to do with it anymore.

She got cross and said: “ That is why I did not want to tell you; for I expect you to help out, as I will need you, but the village does as well, the club needs you and I love to see you enjoying it, so don’t even think about stopping anything!”

I thought the bump she had was my cooking, now I knew the truth.

Suddenly the door went, so I opened it and it was Jenny’s Dad with a huge smile on his face, I let him in of course.

He shook hands with me, then gave me a hug, patting me on the back.

Opening his bag he pulled a bottle of very rare whisky out, sort me one out as well.

He suddenly went to Jenny, as she stood up he gave her a huge cuddle, I heard him sobbing telling her he had just heard, so as I got a drink for us, I left them together, in each others arms.

For all the comments thank you.

For it was my first story and having to do it on my Mac, and then transfer it to a p.c. was a pain.

I am English, so my grammar and indeed spelling will be different.

I hope you enjoy this the second one.

Kohima.

Kylie was breathing hard – I knew that look.

Jenna knows none of this and that is how it must stay. The Harper Valley  afternoons are going to have to be wound down and Kylie weaned off her diet of excessive and exotic pleasures. As for me? I really do need to join that sewing circle.

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“Yeah what is it?” “I’m a…..I’m a….Neeson I’m a bi-sexual.”

“Are you really?”

“Yes I am”

He then said to me, “I don’t believe you.”

“Well how do I prove it?”

He looked at me in a weird way and I said, “Well.”

After I said that he unbuttoned his pants and let them drop to his ankles and was standing there in a pair of tight boxers and I could see the outline of his cock in them. I was so big but I was still soft.

“What are you doing?”

“I think you know how.”

“But what about Emily?”

“What about Emily?”

“She is your girlfriend!”

“I won’t tell if you won’t”

As soon as he said that I immediately went over to him and grasped his cock and started to rub it. It started to get hard and I pulled down his boxers and then he pulled me back up to him and made out with me passionately. I kept kissing him all over his body as I worked my way down to his huge cock which had to of been 9 and a half inches long and then I started to suck on it like I had dreamt for years of doing. He started to moan and was saying how good it felt. I finally got the whole cock in my mouth and then I went back to the head and went back to his crotch and kept repeating and it was so good his cock tasted so nice and it was so hard. “I think I’m going to cum.”

I kept sucking hard as his moans got louder and his cock was throbbing in my mouth and it was so good and as it got closer he started to thrust his cock into my mouth and was thrusting so hard I was sure that he was going to knock off my head. He let out a scream of pleasure as he shot so much cum all at once that my head went backwards at least 15cm and I quickly returned to get every bit of cum that came out. It tasted so good and it was so warm. I had always dreamt of it tasting this good.

He kept on coming and went for about 40 seconds and I swallowed all of his sweet cum. His cock came out of my mouth reluctantly we had a rest for about 30 seconds but his cock didn’t get any smaller. It stayed hard and thick and I said to him, “now you have to return the favor.”

I got on all fours and he knew what I wanted so he got on his knees and put his head on my ass and rubbed it all around and then said to me before he stuck it in, “Now you know that this is going to hurt okay.” “Yes I do.”

As I said that he started to penetrate my little asshole. The pain was immense but as it got deeper the fine line between pleasure and pain disappeared. It felt so good for me and him as we were both moaning with pleasure. He started to get harder and faster and deeper and then as all of got in there I couldn’t believe how good it felt.

I felt like I was about to burst. I swear I was going to break in half he was pushing so hard. “I’m about to cum!”

“Keep it in there I want you to cum in me!”

“How will we get it out?”

“Lick it out and then we can make out if you know what I mean.”

As he was going he came so hard that it felt that I had another inch shoved in there. When he had finished he put his wonderful tongue in there and flicked it around to get all the cum, all of his sweet cum, out of my ass. When he did he came up to my mouth and we made out so roughly that I thought of him as an animal. His cum tasted even sweeter when it was mixed with his saliva.

After that I helped him get dressed (wink wink) and I got my swimmers on and we went out to the pool with everyone else.

Emily asked, “Where were you guys?”

I answered, “Neeson couldn’t find his swimmers so we had to call his mum.”

I looked at Neeson and winked and he winked back.

That night when we were getting the beds ready my mum said that two people had to sleep in my room and me and Neeson volunteered. The next morning Neeson and I came out of my room with smiles on our faces. “What are you smiling about?” Emily asked.

“We had the best night sleep”, said Neeson.

I felt like saying “you mean best night sleeping with each other.”

 As Neeson was leaving that afternoon he asked me if I wanted to come over and I can tell you that the two birthday presents that I given from him wasn’t the only two that I got.

It was the best birthday of my life well until my 14^th birthday.

P.S this is a true story. I know it doesn’t sound like one but it is.

Soon I will post another story about my second time ever.

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                                           Now it has probably been an year since they started hanging out. She and I were alone in our last classroom of the day and right about to leave. Her boyfriend has been out of town at a funeral for his mother’s sister. We had a big project together and so I asked her if we could get together and do the project. Instead of telling her next week she said why not just do it now since she didn’t have anything to do and neither did I. So we agreed and we walked to her house.

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                                          Her house was a 2-story house and was clean. We placed our backpacks in her family room right near the Family Couch. She asked if I wanted anything to drink and I asked for water. She told me to wait as she went upstairs to grab a poster board and some utensils. A few moments later she came back down and sat everything on the carpet floor right in front of the couch. She told me she would draw and post the information on the board while I searched on the computer for information to put on the board. I went to the computer which was right near the couch and turned it on. I started to search for information on our project and noticed many popups. I was like a pro at fixing computers and all those stuff and started searching what was wrong. I noticed that she or someone has been looking at porn sites and I decided not to ask her. All of a sudden a popup came up with a video and it was a video with two men pleasuring themselves with oral sex. The speaker was on so there was moaning and pleasuring.

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                                           She turned her head to look at the computer and she was pretty surprised. She ran to the computer to exit it. “ Why were you looking at that?” she asked nervously, “ You’re gay or something?” I knew and she knew she was the one looking at them and she knew that I knew. “There's nothing to be ashamed of” I said, “ I look at them too, but not guys on guys”. She seemed to be less nervous and just went to the couch and sat down. I got up and sat next to her and just sat there for a while. Right when I was about to ask her if we still wanted to work on the project, she took my arms and held it. She looked at me and I looked at her and we just stared.

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                                            Her cell phone started ringing and she picked it up. It was her boyfriend. It seemed like he just called to check on her. She got him and went near the entrance door to have some privacy. I just sat there and for some reason I just looked at her and noticed how beautiful she always was. We were so busy on the project I completely forgot that I had a crush on her and that we were alone in her house. She closed her phone and seeming she was disappointed or something and I came up to her to ask her what was wrong. She said that her boyfriend had to stay out of town longer because there was a delay. She really missed him and it seemed more like she was just really starting to get horny because she haven’t got pleasure for a long time since her boyfriend left out of town. Her head was tilt down and I placed my finger below her chin to tilt it up. We stared at each other for a couple of seconds which seemed a life time. And then we kissed.

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                                               She stopped me and pulled me back and said that she still had a boyfriend and if she said it wasn’t a good idea and I tried to kiss her again but she just pulled back even more. I tried once again and this time she accepted. We started making out right in front of the door for a while. I took her hands and ran my hands up her arms. I started kissing her neck and she started touching my legs near my crotch which started to make my cock hard. I placed my body closer to her and she leaned on the door. She bent her body outward making contact with her body and mine.

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                                                 I ripped her t-shirt and she was wearing a bra and her breasts were nice round and around The C Size. It turned me really one and I started massaging her breast with her bra on. She started squeezing my cock with her right and and placed her left hand on my ass. I ripped her bra off exposing her nice tits. I started rubbing my cock ( still in my pants) and soon humping her for that I was that horny. She started to moan and I stopped to take of my shirt. I picked her up and placed her on the family couch. She started taking off her pants while I took off mine.

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                                                 I was wearing my boxer and she was wearing her black thong. I got on top of her and placed my crotch near her face. She put her hand inside my boxer and started feeling and touching my cock. It felt really good and felt like was gonna cum really soon. I took of my boxer revealing my cock in front of her face. She grabbed it and I told her to suck it. She stroked my cock a few times and started sucking the tip of my cock. It already felt so good and so I just pushed my cock into her mouth and brought it outward and inward over and over. I was ready to Cum and before it could I took my cock out of her mouth and told her to take off her thong. She took it off. Her pussy was shaved and it was really nice and tight looking. I told her to get on all four and she obeyed and got on all four. I started rubbing my cock on her nice pussy and ass. I made contact with her pussy and slid my cock in her pussy. Her pussy was really tight and warm and I just started butt fucking her. After a couple of minutes I stopped and I told her to get on top of me. She got off the couch and I lyed on the couch and she got on top of my cock. She grabbed my cock and slid it in her pussy and this time she was taking control. She started to moan and minutes later she said she was gonna cum. I was going to cum too and so I flipped her over and she was lying on the couch and I stuck my dick in her mouth and started ejaculating in her mouth.

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                                               It was the best ever and I cummed a load. I took my cock out of her mouth and she drank my cum. I just lied on her and I liked the feeling of her breast and nipples on my nipples and my cock resting on her pussy. We both fell asleep.

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                                               After two to three hours I woke up and I was lieing on the couch alone. I put on my clothes and looked around her house to see where she was. She was upstairs taking a shower and I just went inside to see how it was like seeing her shower. She was surprised and then she told me to come in. So I quickly took off my clothes once again and got in. We had another pleasureful sex.

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     It was another day filled with danger for Kelly. The eleven year old had spent the day at the library. She had gone there after leaving the market. The cast out had learned that a couple of days a week, she could blend in with families at the market and grab a couple of grapes or other easily accessible fruit. That fruit had worked it's way through her system while she was at the library. When the library closed at four, her stomach was grumbling. She knew she had to wait well after the drop of darkness to seek out food. Kelly hid out in her "hidey hole" as she called it to await the fall of night. She had made her hidey hole out of a tarp she had found in a dumpster. She had concealed it well in a wooded area, but every now and then she held her breath when she heard voices and footsteps nearby. She would wait for the persons to pass, then make sure she was still alone. It was about an hour after darkness and Kelly crawled out of her hole. She carefully checked the area, then made sure she kept a low profile and stepped carefully so as not to be noticed while she made her way to the street. Once at the street, she finally straightened and carefully crossed the street. It was two more blocks until she got to the fast food restaurant. It was operated by an organization that believed being family friendly meant closing early. Kelly slipped her thin frame past the gates in front of the dumpster. She then leaned into the dumpster and carefully opened a black plastic bag inside. She fished through the contents and found several sandwiches almost intact. She took a big bite, then stuffed the sandwiches into a paper bag she found in the plastic bag. Suddenly, she felt a tight grip on her right upper arm as a male voice said "Gotcha!". "Leave me alone!" she screamed as she struggled to twist free. She twisted her shoulder into the dumpster as the teen male behind the dumpster emerged in an attempt to capture her. He lost his grip on her flesh and only held the fabric of her jacket as she leaned towards the dumpster gates. She slipped between the gates and dashed to freedom as he lost his grip. "SHIT!" he yelled as he slammed into the gates. She gathered precious lead time as he struggled to open the dumpster enclosure. He managed to get a gate open and ran after the terrified eleven year old. Kelly didn't know where she was going to go, but an instinct made her dash towards her hidey hole. ********************************************************************************************************************************************** 

     Ryan suddenly saw a young girl run in front of his PT Cruiser. He slammed on the brakes in time to see and hear the yelling teen male run after her. Ryan turned his head to watch the pursuit. He saw the glint of metal in the teen's hand. He released his brake and floored the accelerator as he turned in the direction of the foot chase. The pursuit turned towards a wooded area. Ryan took the time to turn off his engine and lock his car before he joined the footchase. He heard yells and screams that gave him a direction to run in after losing sight of the girl and boy. Then, he heard something that made his blood run cold. It was the scream of a terrified animal. He had heard a scream like that before in his teens. A friend had only winged a rabbit. The mortally wounded rabbit screamed from the pain of the bullet that didn't instantly kill it. This time, the scream came from the girl. Ryan hurried his pace and felt like he was running in slow motion. Ryan also heard several pops as flesh slammed into flesh. He ran closer to the direction of the noise. There was silence as he finally saw them. The girl was laying motionless on the ground. The teen had a knife out. He was using it to slice her top open. Ryan suddenly felt like he had grown twice his size as a massive dose of adrenaline shot through his arteries. Like a charging linebacker, he ran full on towards the boy and hit him hard. Both males hit the ground, the boy much harder than the man. It was quick and brutal as Ryan pummeled the boy into unconciousness. Ryan only became self aware after thirty seconds as an animal instinct had taken over. Now back in charge of himself, Ryan checked his opponent. The boy was breathing, but his face was a bloody mess. Ryan saw a cell phone on the boy's belt. Using the boy's shirt, so as not to leave fingerprints, he took the cell phone off the belt. He activated the phone, dialed 911, and hit send. Then, he checked on the girl. Her face was a bloody mess. She was moaning and stirring. He picked her up in his arms and made his way to his car. He carefully placed her on the passenger seat, then went around to the driver's side. He climbed in, started the car, then turned to backtrack a bit. He tried to orient himself and finally noticed a street sign that had the letters NW on it. From this, he got his bearings and turned towards what he knew was the freeway. The girl stirred and pulled some of her long brown hair from her face. "Where are you taking me?" she inquired in a weak voice. "To a hospital" Ryan answered. "No" the girl said as she gripped the car door, trying to find a way to open it. "What are you doing?" he half yelled as he braked to a stop. "No hospital, no hospital, please" the girl asked. "Why" Ryan asked, "why don't you want to go to a hospital?" "No hospital" the girl repeated. The girl still struggled with the door. He struggled with her a minute before saying "OK, I won't take you to a hospital, just tell me why". Kelly stopped struggling with the door. "No hospital" she repeated. "Damn" Ryan spit out. Ryan put the car back in motion as he considered his next move. He could take her home, and clean her up, but that would create problems. He could lie and take her to a hospital, but he would need to do that quickly. He looked at the girl. Her T shirt was torn and filthy. Her pants were in good shape as were her shoes. Her hair was filthy and matted, not just with blood. He now smelled her and determined that perhaps she was a runaway, or she came from a screwed up home. "OK" he thought, "I'll take her home, clean her up, keep an eye on her and find a way to discretely get rid of her". He found the freeway five minutes later. He began the half hour trip he knew would take him home. He lived in a secluded area and knew he could take her inside without being watched. Still, he parked the car in the garage, waited for the garage door to close, then exited the car. He carried the girl inside and laid her on the couch. He went to the bathroom, retrieved a first aid kit, a wet washcloth, and a large bowl he used to soak his feet in. He took the bowel, filed with water, over to the barely concious girl. He then began a careful process of cleaning her face, hair, and any wounds he found. A half hour later, he took the now bandaged girl to his bed. He laid her carefully on her side and looked at her. She looked tiny and weak. He curled up next to her and both drifted off to sleep. His sleep was a fitful slep as he woke up a dozen times to make sure she was still breathing. Satisfied she was, he drifted off for a little more sleep. The morning came as a rude surprise. He had a terrible taste in his mouth because he hadn't brushed his teeth the night before. He was still fully dressed, which made him feel even worse. He ached because he had slept on his side all night. He noticed the girl stretch out as he rubbed an aching shoulder. He staggered over to the bathroom and brushed his teeth. He walked back to the bed and looked at the girl. She was small, just under five foot. She had long brown hair and an angelic face, just now being stained by blood that had seeped under the skin and was now bruising. Her lips were swollen as was one eye. He shook his head and remembered the night before. Ryan was old school in his values. Hitting a girl or woman was the lowest of lows. He considered whether her attacker had lived or not, and he decided he didn't care. He walked off to the kitchen to start breakfast. His mother used to awaken him with the smell of bacon and eggs, so he took some out. He began frying the bacon and checked on the girl. She was still sleeping. He went back to the kitchen and continued cooking. When he finished cooking, he prepared two plates and took them in the bedroom. The girl opened her one good eye as he walked in. She rose to a half sitting direction and gripped her head, wincing in pain. "I'll get you some aspirin, but first, you should eat" he said. The girl struggled to a sitting position. She accepted the plate and glass of orange juice. She chugged the orange juice in two gulps and handed the glass back to him. He handed her his glass and he went back to the kitchen for more juice. The girl was well into the meal when he returned. She ate wordlessly, as she kept an eye on him. He started eating as well. When she finally finished, she spoke: "What do you want with me?" she asked. "Your name, for starters". "Why?" "I should be asking the whys. Why did that boy attack you? Why didn't you want to go to a hospital?" She dropped her head and was silent for a minute. "What do you want with me?" she repeated. "Are you ok?" "I hurt". "What's your name?" She was silent a moment before answering "Kelly". "Why did that boy attack you?" She shrugged her shoulders. "Why didn't you want to go to a hospital?" "Can I go now?" "I'm going to call the Police" "No" she begged, "please don't call the Police............I'l tell you what you want". "Where's your parents?" She shrugged, looked at the floor, then answered "I don't know" in a weak voice. "Why not? Are you a runaway?" She looked at the floor. "My mom threw me out" she almost whispered. "Why?" "Can I go?" she softly asked. "I'm worried about you. I can't just let you walk out of here. I want to help you" "You shouldn't worry about me" "Why not?" "No one cares about me. You shouldn't" Ryan felt a terrible ache in his chest when she said that. His head started swimming with emotions. He noticed the girl spot the bathroom. "Can I take a shower?" she asked. "Yeah, sure" he immediately answered, then thinking more, he added, "your shirt is filthy, let me get you a new one" Kelly started to refuse, but let him get her a T shirt from his dresser. ********************************************************************************************************************************************** 

     Kelly locked the bathroom door the second she closed the door. She checked the doorknob to make sure it was secure before she started to undress. She remembered the incident that had caused her to be a cast out. An uncle had come into the bathroom while she was bathing. At first he just washed her. Then he washed her back. Then he started washing other parts of her. One thing led to another, and she found herself without a home. She considered the man in whose home she was in. He was older than her mother. He had been nice to her so far. Her uncle had been nice too, but he wanted things in return. Kelly removed her bandages, stepped into the shower, and kept an eye on the door. ********************************************************************************************************************************************* 

     Ryan thought about the girl in his shower. She was definitely independent, and a little stubborn. It was dangerous being this generous to a child. Just an allegation could cause one to lose everything. Even if you were aquitted, you were still branded for life. Ryan didn't have to worry about work. He started wisely investing when he was seventeen. He no longer had to work, but lawyers cost a lot of money and there was no point in losing his hard earned money. He considered a plan for when the girl, she said her name was Kelly, when Kelly would emerge from the bathroom. When Kelly came out, she noticed he was looking at her. She kept her distance. "What do you want? she asked. "I'll take you back where I found you, but I can't do it in the daylight. Can we just talk? Just talk-I'll keep my distance. He backed towards the bedroom door. He motioned to the bed. She sat down. "What do you want to know?" she asked. "Why did your mom throw you out?" "Why do you want to know?" Just appease me. After today, I won't see you again, just tell me". She took a deep breath, "Ok" she conceded, "I'll tell you. My mom likes to drink. She would go out after work and come home with alcohol on her breath. She would be mean and nasty. Sometimes, we would argue. An uncle came by and asked if I wanted to stay with him. It seemed like a great idea. It was two years ago, I was nine. Right away, he started coming in when I was taking a bath. First, he just watched me. Then he wanted to wash my back. Then he started washing me all over. Then one night, he climbed into my bed. It hurt, really hurt, that first time. Every night, it was the same. He would wash me, then stick his thing in me. He kept telling me he would take me back to my mom. Sometimes he would buy me things and be nice. Then, he started taking pictures of me, of us. Then he used a video machine. Then, one night he brought over a friend, and both of them did things to me. Finally, I went home. I talked to a teacher about what happened. The next thing I know, my uncle is in jail and I have to tell my story over and over. I didn't want that to happen. My mom was really pissed. Then, one night, I was touching myself in bed. My mom caught me and accused me of setting up my uncle-her brother. She threw me out. I stayed with a friend for a couple of days, then her mother told the school. I was put in a foster home. They put me with a black family, by mistake. That only lasted a couple of days, but not before the kids there beat me up. Then, they put me with a woman who drinks. When she slapped me really hard one night, I left. I've been on my own since then". "How do you eat?" he asked. "Sometimes, I go to the market and eat fruit there. At night I would go to the Burger Barn and eat out of the dumpster". Ryan felt his eyes tear up. He excused himself from the room. He went in the kitchen and poured himself a glass of juice as he fought the urge to cry. He slammed his fist into the refrigerator as he considered Kelly's words. "That motherfucking system" he thought, "the one that just lets kids like Kelly just slide through the cracks". It was inexcuseable. He was going to do something about it. He considered a new line of thought. He walked back into the bedroom. Kelly was looking over his dresser. She turned towards him. He sat on the bed. "I have a thought" he announced. She cocked her heads towards him. "It hurts me that you've had a hard life" he began. "I would like you to stay. I'll turn my office into your room. There's a lock on the door, and you can lock it whenever you want. Lock the bathroom too. I don't blame you for being leery of men. You need education. I'll home school you. You need a home, and good food. Of course, you are welcome to leave anytime you want. Deal?" She looked at him oddly. "Why do you want to help me?" she asked. "Because you're a human being, you deserve to be treated like one" "OK, I'll stay, but only for a little bit". **********************************************************************************************************************************************

     A couple of weeks later, the bruises and cuts healed. Kelly proved to be a bright student. Ryan had obtained a birth certificate for her and had taken her to a doctor and dentist. Kelly began to be happy. The ever present scowl the first couple of days with Ryan turned into a half grin. He had taken her to the movies several times. The first two times, sher sat a seat apart from him. The third time, she sat next to him. At home, she was more accepting. Once, she had forgotten to lock the bathroom door, then experimented by leaving it unlocked two days later. She even sat on the couch with him, not on a seperate piece of furniture as she had been doing. She even began to laugh again. The big step came when she had been with him a month. He had carried some boxes from his office, freeing up the whole room for her. Then he bought her a box of books which he carried to her room. He had strained a shoulder during the passage. He was sitting in the easy chair rubbing the shoulder when she walked up. She took over rubbing the shoulder. They shared a smile. That night, she sat next to him on the couch when they watched TV. He considered putting his arm around her, but thought otherwise. A week later he was climbing into bed. She appeared at his bedside. "Is something wrong?" he asked. "I want to try an experiment" she said. "What kind of experiment?" "I want to know what it's like to spend a night in bed, with a man, and not have sex". "You want to sleep with me?" "Not sexually, just share the bed" He slid over and offered her half of the bed. She slid into the empty half. She turned away from him, pulled the covers up, and laid her head on the pillow. He felt the bed responding to her breathing. He smelled her hair, and the lotion she had used. He fought an urge to touch her hair, turned away from her and eventually drifted off to sleep. In the morning, they were turned towards each other as they awoke. Their feet were touching. They smiled, and shared a "Good Morning". Minutes later, they started the routines they had developed. The shared bed, without sex, became a nightly ritual. Kelly had become a very happy girl. She had developed friendships with a couplke of kids down the street that were her age. She held Ryan's hand in public, smiled often, and looked forward to bike rides they shared everyday. A week later, Kelly took a very unexpected step. When she climbed into bed with Ryan, she kissed him, giggled and dove under the covers. "What are you doing?" he asked seeing her fumbling around. A very muffled "You'll see" came from under the covers. A moment later, her head and bare shoulders appeared from under the covers. She tossed her nightgown and panties on the floor. "What are you doing?" he repeated. "Take your shorts off" she ordered "What are you doing?" he repeated again. "Giving myself to you" she answered. "Why?" he asked as she placed one of his hands on her bare bottom. "Because I love you". "You remember what happened last time you did this". "Last time, I was forced. Last time, I told someone. Last time, I lost my family. This time, I want to. This time I'll tell no one. This time, I'm giving my self to you. Take your shorts off Ryan". "Are you sure___" She cut him off by ordering him to take his shorts off again. He complied, staying under the covers as he worked his shorts off. He tossed them on the floor. She reached over and touched his semi hard dick. She worked it until it was hard. She slid under him and pulled him into her. They shared a lingering kiss. She broke the kiss by saying "Ryan?" "Yes" he answered. "Don't ever make me do this. We'll do this when I want to. OK?" "OK" he agreed. He took his time with long slow strokes. He noticed she had forsaken foreplay, and he wondered if she knew what it was. They kissed and she ran her hands across his shoulders and through his hair. He increased the speed of his strokes. Both of them increased their breathing. She used her hands to feel the strokes and time her body movements. He felt his orgasm coming and he shot his full load in her. He laid his head next to hers and caught his breath. She felt his warm gooey fluid in her and felt happy. His semi hard dick popped out of her pussy. She gave him a lingering kiss and thanked him. She spooned into him and spent the night like that. Their lovemaking sessions became a weekly ritual. Eventually, he introduced her to foreplay. Her first orgasm was a body convulsing, clawing at the sheets, mind blowing adventure. She wondered why she had never felt such a sensation before. She gave him a child at fourteen. They went to Mexico to have the baby. The birth certificate never listed the father's name, but Ryan and Kelly didn't need a piece of paper for that. Kelly graduated high school at 18, but learned about ecommerce so that all of Kelly's childhood miscues wouldn't be repeated. Kelly, Ryan, and Travis live together happily in Utah.

The reasons of her anger, though various and complex, could be simplified into two words: Gwen Mitchels. Her girlfriend had been spending an inordinate amount of time with her ‘friend’. She was getting better grades in English, sure, but there was something she was hiding. It had been three weeks since she had met the guy at his house. Ever since, Gwen had changed. She giggled at awkward times, was often caught daydreaming and was even spending less time on her phone!

What kind of girl spends less time chatting with her best friend? Sarah thought. Something was wrong and she was determined to find out what. Even if it meant talking to Mathews. Mathews. The name itself repulsed her. She knew that guy was trouble. If only Gwen had listened to her…

She glared at her prey, which was still unaware of its impending doom. She reached him and took a deep breath. She was going to need it….

 

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Gwen was feeling giddy. She had been thinking of Dave. Again. She always thought of Dave these days. She giggled. Everything about Dave made her giddy: his hair, his soft perfume, his clothes, his attitude… his body. Ah, his body. So many things she liked about it. She had fantasized, oh how she had fantasized…. She was going to meet him and get a little… something, to make lunchtime more enjoyable.

She heard Dave before she saw him. He appeared to be in the middle of an oral scuffle but she couldn’t identify his ‘opponent’. She cleared her way through the small crowd, not more than twenty students, and found her best friend arguing with her new… hubby? Guy? Boyfriend? They hadn’t even dated yet…. Well, she found her arguing with Dave.

Arguing was a small word. World War III came to her mind when she saw their faces. They were both contorted with fury and an unnatural… bestiality. Dave was clenching his fists so tightly they were blanching. And Sarah. She had curled her slender fingers into claws that reminded her of a vulture. Or a hawk. She opened her mouth in response to what he had said and what followed was the loudest and most imaginative swearing she had ever heard.

Dave answered with anatomical references. She caught a glimpse of the exchange: scrotum sucker, balled-up anus, whoring vagina, unfucked… what was it? Whoa! She couldn’t believe he had said that. Sarah was stunned for a second then her eyes turned cold and her left hand swung towards Dave’s eyes. The latter grabbed her hand and his fist was a blur as it moved towards Sarah’s nose. Gwen closed her eyes and waited for the meaty smack and the loud pop that announced broken cartilages….

She opened her eyes a bit and saw that he had stopped a mere inch from the organ. He flicked out his index instead, brushing the tip of Sarah’s nose, and spoke in a tone she had never heard him use. His eyes were colder than the chicken her mom had thawed yesterday.

“If you weren’t Gwen’s friend…” His voice trailed off, full of menace and unspoken agony. He turned and thundered off, leaving a discomfited Sarah and a shocked Gwen in his wake.

She turned to look at Sarah who was still looking in Dave’s direction. Apparently, she didn’t notice her as she walked to the restroom and slammed the door behind her. Sarah started after her and quietly slipped inside. She saw Sarah bent over a sink, her blonde hair hiding her face.

She was muttering something under her breath. Sarah took a deep breath and walked to her.

“What was that all about?”

Sarah whirled around, eyes wide. “What was what all about?”

“That little exchange out there.”

“You heard that?” Sarah asked sheepishly.

“Difficult not to.”

“Okay, it’s like this. You’re spending way too much time with that Dave shit. You’re not returning my calls, we barely hang out anymore and you even skip lunch. What’s got into you?”

Gwen scoffed. “What I make of my time is none of your business. And since when have you become obsessed with me?”

“We’ve been friends forever and you’re basically blowing me off!”

“I’m taking some me time. So what? Sarah, you should learn to share.”

“Share? With whom?” she asked suspiciously.

“Like I said, none of your business.” She turned and left the restroom. She couldn’t believe Sarah was so childish. She went to the cafeteria and looked for Dave. He was alone in a corner, eating his Jell-O in silence. She took her platter and made her way to him. Nobody cast her another glance as she was wearing a baggy jean and a loose tee with a denim jacket.

She sat down in front of her lover and met his eyes. He looked away for an instant before looking back. He was ready to listen. Not talk, not yet. She bit into her sandwich, chewed slowly, swallowed and took a sip from her juice. Dave was still looking her in the eyes. They ate, never letting their eyes stray from their required position.

“What happened?” She knew she could expect an honest answer. Vague, no doubt, but still honest.

“You saw?”

“Yeah.”

“Sorry about that. It was too much. I couldn’t take it. I snapped.” He shrugged, as if it could have happened to anyone. In fact, in could happen to anyone.

“You haven’t answered my question.”

He sighed and leaned back into his chair. “Sarah was asking about you. She was talking about stealing her friendship and bla and bla and crap. I was okay until she mentioned my mom. Something about a skank or a ho. That was too much.”

“I’m glad you didn’t punch her lights out.”

“I respect your friendship, I just don’t respect her. That’s why I stopped.”

“You’re really sweet, you know,” she said, pinching his cheek slightly. She smiled and leaned towards him. “We still got ten minutes before the bell.”

He looked up and cocked an eyebrow. “Only ten?”

“Ten is enough.”

 

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Sarah was going to her English class when she heard something move in the janitor’s closet. She silently came closer. She heard a grunt and a moan. This was probably some stupid kids getting some R-rated action. She put her hand on the doorknob and suddenly pulled it open. Her jaw hit the floor.

Gwen was sitting in Dave’s lap, who was sitting on a bucket. Their faces were close together but Gwen’s long brown hair was hiding what they were doing. The closet was small and untidy. There was no doubt about what they were doing. She was still staring when they pulled back.

Gwen turned to her and her eyes widened. She wet her lips with her tongue and tried to speak but Sarah slammed the door shut and stalked off. They were once again bathed in darkness. Dave cleared his throat and said one single word.

“Oops.”

“Yeah, oops.”

“You think she’s mad?”

“No, she’s thrilled. Of course she’s mad!”

“Is that a problem?”

“Yes.” She sighed. “I’ll try to make it up with her.”

“There’s still two minutes.”

Gwen smiled and kissed him again. It was kind of a ritual. Eat lunch, and then make out in the closet. Sometimes she’d give him a blowjob or he would go down on her. They hadn’t had sex since that magical night three weeks ago. They kissed in silence, tongues rolling around in their mouths until the bell rang. They got out of the closet and went to their classes.

 

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Dave sat through Chemistry thinking of Gwen and Sarah. Mostly Gwen. Gwen’s lips, her hips, her thighs, her soft skin, her silky hair, her breasts, her bum, her body, her curves, her tongue, her… everything about her. Sarah was going to be a bitch, that was sure. He pushed those thoughts aside and concentrated on organic chemistry.

 

*            *            *

 

Gwen waited near the doors after school, looking for Sarah. She was going to make this hard, she just knew it. She spotted her friend while she was walking to her car. She walked over and tried to start a conversation. Sarah shot her a venomous look the second she opened her mouth.

“I can’t believe you! Dave Mathews! Of all the people….”

“What’s wrong with him?” Gwen asked defensively.

“He’s Dave. That’s what’s wrong.”

Gwen shook her head. “Well, get over it. We’re dating and you’re not stopping me. Even if it means that I never get to talk to you again, that’s fine with me. I don’t belong to you.”

She turned and stalked off. Sarah was really a bitch. She saw Dave waiting for her near a lamppost. He had seen the exchange and was obviously going to provide moral support.

She grabbed his arm, looked over her shoulder, gave Sarah a murderous stare and dragged her new boyfriend away. They walked in silence until they reached the park. She sat down on a bench and put her head in her hands.

“Hey, hey, no crying,” Dave said, lifting her chin with one hand. He leaned towards her and planted a long, deep, passionate kiss on her lips. She responded with a firm hug that pulled him closer. Their lips were burning with desire. They must have looked like a pair of sex-crazed teens trying to get it on in a park.

He finally stopped. Her cupped her face in his right hand and stroked her long brown hair with his left hand. “You are beautiful.”

That simple statement made her blush. “Say… we haven’t officially been on a date yet.”

He smiled. “Tomorrow’s Friday. Pick you up at eight?”

“Yeah. Be on time.” She kissed him again, letting her hands run through his hair. They were still getting in his ears. She had told him to get a haircut. She rolled her tongue around in his mouth, feeling his, pulling him closer. She wanted him. She wanted him like a piece of well-cooked red meat. He must have felt the same, for he She broke the kiss regretfully and scampered off, leaving a very happy Dave behind her. She heard a mumble, something clearer.

“What the hell am I gonna wear?”

She smiled. Dave was a slob when it came to clothing. She was sure he was going to surprise her.

 

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Friday night couldn’t come soon enough. Gwen had tried every dress in her closet, trying to find the right one. Her sister had even lent her a couple of her dresses. She couldn’t quite make her mind up. Her bed was crumbling under the clothes scattered on its surface. Her sister, Kate, was sitting on a chair by her table, watching her with a smile.

“First date?” she asked.

Gwen blushed. “Yeah.” She fished out a green dress, tossed it on the ground, looked at a blue denim skirt and a white shirt and threw them on a chair in frustration. Kate smirked and got up. She collected all the clothes on the bed and placed them delicately on a sturdy chair. She lazily lay on the stomach and propped her head in her hands.

“So. Who is it?”

“Dave Mathews,” she said. She was too busy looking for a suitable attire to blush.

“Aaaah. The Dave Mathews. The guy from the English class. He finally asked you out.” She smiled when Gwen blushed. She saw her sister stop searching and sit on the bed, playing with her hair. Girlie talk was on the way.

“I asked him out. Yesterday.”

“What kind of date is it? Concert? Club? Dinner? Movie?” she enquired. She looked at the dresses and smiled. “Lips?” she suggested. Gwen turned the color of a fire hydrant. Yes, it was lips. Her sister had finally grown up. Kate was only one year older than Gwen but she had had her share of dates and lips. Gwen had always been shy.

“I think I have what you need but I need some info first. Why lips on the first date? Is there something I should know?”

Gwen turned an even deeper shade of crimson. “We kissed in the park,” she mumbled.

Kate moved closer to her sister and nudged her side. “You kissed in the park,” she repeated. “Wow, that’s fast. I usually wait for the third date.” Gwen hid her face in her hands. “So, you two kissed. How was it?”

Gwen lifted her head and gazed at the wall in front of her. Her eyes glazed over and she looked like she was spacing out. “Wonderful,” she finally said.

“Tongue action?” Kate teased. Gwen nodded, a mischievous smile on her face. “There may have been some groping,” she said.

Kate got up, went into her room and rummaged through her closet. She came back with a plain black dress in her hands. It looked too short, too insubstantial, too tight, too… revealing. Gwen shook her head. “I can’t wear that! It’s… it’s… way too short,” she said lamely.

Kate cocked an eyebrow and stared at her sister. “You wanna get your lips or some sloppy goodbye kiss on the porch? Stand up and wear that thing,” she ordered. Gwen got up and took off her pajamas. She slipped into the dress and closed her eyes in front of the huge mirror. “I probably look horrible.”

Kate sighed and shook her head. Gwen was so naïve. “You look stunning! Just open your eyes.” Gwen slowly opened her eyes. She stared at the figure in the mirror for a long time before whispering a soft “Wow”.

She was indeed stunning. The hem of the dress hung three inches above her knees, making her look respectable yet sultry at the same time. The plunging neckline gave a good view of her cleavage but was not outrageously open. The material was loose yet it married every curve of her body and accentuated them without making her look like a slut. The thin straps looked like they could slide off her shoulders at a moment’s notice. She whirled in front of the mirror, checking herself out. Her hips didn’t appear too large and her butt looked quite … tasty. Kate was right. The dress was perfect.

She looked at her sister and saw her wide eyes and her approving smile. “Dave’s not going to resist. If I were gay, I’d want you,” she teased.

“If you were gay, you wouldn’t be in this room,” Gwen replied lightly. They were pretty liberal when it came to sexuality. Gwen looked down at her bare feet and sighed. She didn’t own any high heels, only Nikes and Sprandis. Kate miraculously produced a pair of small shoes that fit just right on her feet. They were very comfortable, just two inches high.

“You save my life,” Gwen said, looking at her reflection.

“I know. At what time does he pick you up?”

“Eight.”

“Okay. You can go at eight thirty.”

“I’ll be late!”

“It’s a girl’s privilege to be late, honey. He’ll understand. Now, makeup.”

Gwen winced. She didn’t like makeup. It was so fake. Still, she let Kate guide her to her chair and let her do her magic. Some pink lip-gloss, a bit of eyeliner, some powder and the trick is done. Gwen looked just right. Not too much makeup but just enough to look supremely beautiful.

She heard a honk outside, followed by the slap of a closing door and footsteps. She looked at the clock. Eight sharp. Dave was really punctual. Kate led her to her room and gave her a few tips and some advice on how to make the night enjoyable. Dave was downstairs talking to their parents in the living room.

Kate went down and signaled Gwen to come down quietly. They listened to the conversation for a while.

“… time do you think you’ll be back?” Gwen’s father asked.

“I don’t know. What time do you want her back?” he asked.

“Not too late. Tomorrow’s Saturday, so she can stay out a bit late, but no later than midnight.”

“Alright. She’ll be here by eleven, Sir,” Dave said.

Gwen nodded approvingly. He had all the right answers. She nudged Kate and entered the room. She saw Dave rise from the couch and take a step towards her then stop. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed and blinked. She enjoyed the look in his eyes. She gave him the once-over.

He was wearing beige slacks, a plain black shirt tucked out with a yellow T-shirt underneath, a cozy blue jacket and his black Nikes. He looked great. He had made a conscious effort to impress her and her parents by looking respectable and cute at the same time.

Her father got up kissed her on the cheek and slipped out of the room. There was a bouquet of blood red roses on the table. How romantic. He brushed himself and cleared his throat.

“You’re… um… very…” his voice faltered as he looked at her. “Absolutely stunning,” he whispered finally. She smiled, took the roses, smelled them and dropped them in a vase. She took his hand and got out. “Let’s go,” she said.

 

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Dave still couldn’t believe his luck. Gwen was sitting in his Dad’s black sedan and looking hotter than she had ever had. He could barely concentrate on the road. They drove to a restaurant near her house with excellent food and guaranteed privacy at a low cost. He was friends with the owner and got a special table when the latter saw his date.

They ate, talking and looking at each other. They talked about the things two people in love usually do. Dave examined her carefully. She was wearing a beautiful black dress that seemed to mold her every shape. Her cleavage was delightfully exposed, just enough to make his mouth water. Her long brown hair was carefully brushed and shimmered in the soft light of the restaurant. Her lips were so lusty, they cried out for attention. Her legs were hairless, a definite bonus. She was eating her pasta slowly, enjoying the flavor of the Italian food. She looked up, noticed his scrutiny and blushed, making blood rush to her cheeks. She looked all the more beautiful with the color in her face. He couldn’t wait to kiss her. Kiss her like he had never kissed her before.

They ate and went to see a movie, “The Prince And Me”, with Julia Stiles. It was quite good and he was able to hold her hand through the entire movie. Her skin was softer than he remembered. Her smelled the lavender of her hair and her soft perfume. They went to the beach, walking with their bare feet in the sand, shoes in one hand, holding their free hands. They talked and laughed all the way to her house. It was around eleven fifteen when they arrived. He looked at her and leaned towards her, kissing her.

It was a simple kiss, just a peck on the mouth. He pulled back quickly and went out, opening the car’s door for her in a chivalrous way. He took her hand and led her to her doorstep. He noticed that her parents’ car wasn’t in the driveway and the lights were out. They stopped at the door. She turned to him.

“So. Good night.”

“Good night.”

She turned back, visibly disappointed. She was about to open the door when he snagged her right arm and whirled her around, pulling her in a strong embrace. She hit his chest with a grunt and looked up to his eyes. He was smiling. Her heart was beating faster, he could feel it through her skin. She was scared, in a good way.

His lips touched hers. She gripped his jacket’s collar with her left hand and cupped his head with her right one. His lips pressed against hers. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer to him, wanting her with all his heart. Their tongue were locked in an erotic ballet, right there on the porch. The fact that her parents could find them anytime excited him as much as her fragrance.

She tilled her head up, giving him full access to her lips. He cupped her face in his hands as she slid her arms around him. Her chest was tight against his solid body. He wanted her right now, on this goddamn porch! She hungrily sucked on his lips, her muffled moans and grunts reaching his ears. He hoped her parents were out.

He finally pulled back. He had to come up for air as much as she needed to. They were both red in the face. She rearranged her hair so that it was tucked behind her ears and smoothed her dress while he dusted his jacket and straightened his ruffled hair. He stepped back, panting slightly. She looked down for a second before looking up with a smile. She held his left hand lightly in her right hand.

She rubbed it affectionately and stood on tiptoe, pecking him on the cheek. She opened the door and motioned him to get in.

“Won’t you get a drink? Meet the parents at least?”

“Alright. Sure they won’t be mad?”

“You said I’d be back before midnight and I am. They’ll be happy to know their daughter is in such good hands.” She smiled suggestively, wriggling her eyebrow.

 

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They went to the living room then Gwen moved to the kitchen to get Dave a Coke. There was a note stuck beneath a magnet on the fridge’s door. It said, “Gwen, we’re at the hospital. Mom twisted her ankle and is getting it checked out. Don’t worry, it’s nothing serious. She’ll be up in no time. The house is yours. I hope you get lucky. I’ll call you when we get ready to go.”

Kate had left her the message and had put the time they had moved on the paper. Half an hour ago. From experience, Gwen knew they would be back in two to three hours. She smiled wickedly. More than enough? Or too little time? She couldn’t decide. She put the Coke back in the fridge and took off her shoes. These things were really comfy but her feet were starting to ache from prolonged use.

She sneaked to Dave who was sitting on the sofa with his back to her. She put her hands on his shoulders and started to slowly massage them. She leaned on him, whispering in his ear.

“My parents are gone for the night. How many do you have…?” her voice trailed off.

He looked up in indignation. “What kind of guy do you think I am? I don’t walk around with a box of condoms in my pockets! That would be lacking respect towards you to think that I can get some every time we meet.” He sulked for a while. “Six,” he quietly added.

Gwen smiled. She knew it! He always brought protection when he met her. She took his hand and led him upstairs to her room. The last time, it had been his room and his parents were absent. She hoped that Kate had cleaned up before her departure. She opened the door to find a clean and tidy room with an open window. Her room. She turned to her date. This was going to be fun.

She reached for the door behind him and closed it. She pressed him against it, feeling his hard muscles through the layers of cloth. Her mouth was almost on his. His hot breath was slowly blowing on her face. She kissed him long and deep, locking the door at the same time. His arms found their way around her. She cupped his face and kissed him hungrily, just like the first time they had been alone. His hands slid to her bum and squeezed her cheeks. She moaned as he slowly massaged her buttocks. She played with his tongue, rubbing it with her own, pressing his face to hers more fiercely. She was compensating for all the time they had spent away from each other.

She lost track of time. His hands had left her ass and were slowly sliding her dress’s straps down her shoulders. Her hands were busy unbuttoning his shirt. She pulled his arms to his sides and threw his shirt down. She lifted his T-short up and over his head. Dave let his arms fall slowly to her shoulders as he kissed her again. She was still fully clothed. She felt his member through his pale blue boxers. She pulled back and smiled. Dave’s eyes were lovingly watching her. His breathing had picked up and was warming her face. She kissed him on the right cheek, and then went on her knees.

 

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Dave relished what was to come. He had finally kissed her like he wanted to. Gwen must have enjoyed it because she was now freeing his hard dick from its confines. He stepped out of his boxers and felt the tip of a tongue pass over his dickhead. He shuddered. She was getting good at that sort of thing. She licked the shaft then the head, then the shaft again. When it was carefully lubricated, she opened her mouth and guided his meat inside. It was warm and inviting and so pleasant. She used her tongue and swallowed, sending numerous jolts to his head. The swallowing thing left a vacuum in her mouth that felt great. Her lips were at the base of his cock. She used her mouth for his shaft and slowly played with his balls with her hands. He could barely hold back. He had trained himself in the Tantric arts a little to be able to control his ejaculation and be a more efficient lover.

Tantra or no Tantra, Gwen was going to make him cum if she continued. He stroked her hair as she bobbed up and down on him and used her hands. He pulled her off just before the point of no return. She looked disappointed but stood up and kissed him again. She led him to her rather large bed and stood before him, waiting for him to undress her. Her window was open and the curtains open but this wasn’t a problem. Her neighbors were away for the weekend. His hands landed on her shoulders. Her felt the straps under his palms as he slid them down her arms. She was smiling so beautifully that he just had to stop and kiss her again.

He pulled her closer to him and moved his arms to under her armpits. His hands found the upper edge of her dress and slowly pulled it down. She was breathing more heavily now, just like him. He kissed her neck and hugged her, all the while sliding her dress down. Her arms were hanging limply by her sides, letting him work. He sucked on the skin just above her collarbone. The dress was now halfway off. Her breasts were free and pressed against his chest. He sucked harder, making her moan. Her hands flew to his head, urging him on, making him scrap the skin with his teeth. She grunted but didn’t back away.

He let the fabric fall from his hands and drop on the floor. He hugged her as she rested her hands on his head and shoulders. He let her go, pushing her on her bed. She giggled when she landed on the bouncy mattress. Her hair was fanned out beneath her and looked striking. He put one of the condoms on and put the rest on the floor beside her bed. She spread her legs when he climbed on top of her. He smiled and suddenly felt giddy. This was their first date and they were already having sex. Other guys would have been thrilled but not Dave. He was just marveling at his luck. He had found the right girl. Or the right girl had found him, depended on how you looked at the situation.

He slid inside her missionary style and sunk in until his balls were resting on her asshole. She moaned slightly then drew him closer and kissed him. She put her arms around him and wrapped her legs around his waist. They were still kissing when he started moving. He was slowly, rhythmically popping in and out of her. Her kiss was interrupted by a moan and he pulled his head up, watching her face contort with forbidden pleasure.

He pumped in and out slowly. She was holding on to him like a lifejacket in a bucketing sea. Her moans were soft and gentle. He continued his slow work and watched her face contort again as he suddenly thrust all of himself inside her. He pulled out and thrust again. He repeated this maneuver several times, each time eliciting a jerking moan form his lover each time. He called it preheating the oven. And right, the oven was boiling hot, he could feel it through the thin rubbery material covering him.

He picked up his pace, thrusting and grinding himself into her faster. She held him more tightly. They must have looked like a pair of monkeys in heat, each one grunting and moaning as loudly as the other and making the bed rattle. He neared his climax when he suddenly popped out of her and rubbed the tip around her sweet pussy. He heard her disappointed moan and slid in again, as slowly as before. She tried to buck her hips against him but he only stopped moving until she recessed. He was going to make her mad with desire before he made her –and himself- come like a fire hose.

He tried the Sets Of Nine. He made one deep thrust then eight shallow thrusts –only the dickhead inside, then retreat. Two deep, seven shallow. Three deep, six shallow. Four deep, five shallow. He continued this pattern until he made nine slow thrusts inside her. He was surprised at her resilience. She hadn’t had an orgasm yet. He decided to abandon all foreplay and plunged inside her, using all his speed. She started moaning and grunting louder. She racked his back with her nails, something he found incredibly arousing. Her legs were almost painfully holding him to her. He thrust still harder, making her move along the sheets. The headboard banged loudly against the walls with each animalistic push he gave. He started to feel the familiar sensation in his loins that predicted his climax. He felt her walls become impossibly hot then suddenly she was half-moaning, half-crying. He managed to hold for a little longer. It would be ungentlemanly to cum before she did.

He felt the hot nectar from her fruit drip on his legs and cock. It was running down her legs like water from a breaking dam. This was, after all, her first orgasm tonight. She shuddered once, twice, thrice. She held him tightly all the while and he never stopped moving, approaching his own ejaculation. He emptied himself inside the condom with a grunt and a thrust. He pressed himself inside her, feeling his fluid fill the sheath. She was calming down, sweating and kissing his neck. He pulled out of her and rolled on his back. He took the used sheath and dropped it in a wastebasket. He turned to her smiling face and kissed. They lay face-to-face, kissing and recuperating from their first eruption of the night.

He stroked her breasts and hair, marveling at their soft texture. She kissed him again and laughed a girlish laugh. He passed his hand through her hair, fanning it behind her. She leaned towards him and kissed his neck. Her arms slid around him and held him still while she sucked on his neck like a vampire, just like he had a moment ago. He closed his eyes and moaned. She continued this little thing until he felt a strange sensation. He was getting a bit dizzy. She bit his skin, drawing some blood and a grunt. She sucked his blood like a, uh, vampire? No, leech. Yes, she sucked his blood like a leech. It was delicious. He held her head against his neck, trying to figure out where she found her ideas. She pulled back and kissed him.

Their lips were burning for each other and for a while they just kissed like a pair of lovers. Their tongues danced in their mouths. They held each other like there was no tomorrow. He caressed her hair and she squeezed his butt. They broke the kiss and laughed together like lovesick puppies. He glanced at his watch. He never took it off, even when they were making love. They had fucked for about thirty minutes and had kissed for approximately ten minutes. It was time to start again. He was rising to the occasion, so to speak.

 

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Gwen smiled and fitted him with another condom. She made him lay still on his back and lifted herself up, supporting herself on her knees. She took his hands in hers and placed them on her breasts. He immediately began to fondle them. She straddled him and took his dick in her hands. It was once again hard and warm. She lifted herself up, positioning the tip at her entrance. She rubbed the head against her clit and her lips. She smiled as she looked at him. He was still petting her chest, like a kid who had gotten his Christmas gift early. She placed the head inside her, moaning softly. “Incoming,” she said. “Target acquired.”

She plopped down on him. He grunted as experienced a sudden warmth as her pussy engulfed him. He massaged her mounds a little more pressingly. She lifted herself again, leaving the head inside her, then slowly slid down again. Her hands were resting on his strong chest. He was enjoying it. She was taking control, showing him that she too could bring him untold pleasure.

She continued her scheme. He was now moaning softly, telling her how good she was. She smiled as she lifted herself up another time. She let her hands drift to her calves. She slowly stroked them as she lowered herself onto him. Her fingernails scrapping her skin excited her even more than the sight of the body beneath her. She was using only her thighs and knees for movement, rocking up and down every few seconds. Dave’s hands were making her breasts hard with satisfaction. He was gently tweaking them, pinching the nipples and massaging them delicately.

He was so good. The best she would ever experienced, she decided. No, not the best. The most patient and delicate. Her first lover. Yes, the first lover always had a special something that no one else could give. Was it the patience, the silent need, the pleasure he brought her, the knowledge of her body, his emotional closeness to her? She pondered this question as she slowly lowered her body. She moaned softly, a long drawn-out moan that filled the quiet room.

She began to pick up speed, lifting herself and plopping down more forcefully. She grunted and moaned every time she felt his penis penetrate her. Dave had slid his hands to her waist. He was holding it, helping her in her movements. He began to thrust a little when she lowered herself. She was bordering her climax. She placed her hands on his chest once again and pressed her hands into his flesh, making her nails dig into his bosoms. She was now frantically thrusting up and down on his shaft. Her grunting had turned to a constant moan as Dave thrust into her on his own accord, holding her waist softly yet firmly in his grasp.

She felt her face grow hotter. In fact, she felt her whole body grow hotter, particularly her pussy. She thrust down one final time and ground herself into his pelvis as he tried to thrust as well, in vain. He settled for grinding into her as her juices flooded her fruit. She was erect over his body, almost perpendicular. She threw back her head and moaned loudly, as she came. She passed her hands in her hair, fanning in behind her. Dave’s hands were holding her pussy clamped onto his penis as he too climaxed.

He had closed his eyes, his mouth open in a silent moan. She felt some of her secretion flow down her thighs and onto the bed sheet. She would have to clean it before her parents showed up. She finally lifted herself off him and felt the remaining juice inside her flow out of her body. She was feeling tired. Her chest was heaving, her breasts gently swaying each time she breathed. She was spent for the moment. Dave, apparently, was not.

She watched as he ripped the condom off himself and crawled to her legs. He kissed her big toes, then proceeded up her left leg, kissing her flesh made hot by their exertion. She was patiently waiting for him o arrive at his destination. It was always worth the wait. Dave’s mouth was now a mere inch from her fruit. She new it was enticing. So appealing, with its puffed out, red lips, its sweet nectar and its arousing smell. He couldn’t take it any longer as he dived for her without any foreplay. Gwen laughed as he attacked her with a passion.

She enjoyed being eaten out, even after a strenuous session. She let herself drift away as her lover gave her so much pleasure. He was licking her clit, rubbing her walls with his fingers, sending jolts to her brain. She did not know how long she would last, but it probably wasn’t going to be long, judging by the waves of contentment washing over her as his tongue danced an intricate ballet on her flesh.

He felt the familiar heat surge. She welcomed it, embraced it like a long-lost friend. It was drawing nearer with each lick of his tongue, with each thrust of his finger, with each excruciatingly good second. She grabbed his head and held it in place as she played with his tousled hair.

His tongue was frenzied now. He had sensed her change. He was pressing his head more deeply into her. She smiled slowly, opening her mouth a little in preparation for the orgasm to come. She couldn’t control her body when it hit home, though. She suddenly clenched her teeth and hissed as her sweet nectar rushed outside to meet the hungry mouth waiting for it. She opened her mouth in a scream but no sound came out. She arched her back, thrust her head into her pillow and buried Dave’s head into her pussy.

She felt him lapping every drop of fluid coming out of her. It was good. It was extraordinarily good. She finally gasped as a second wave flooded Dave’s mouth. She was still trying to catch her breath while enjoying her release when a third orgasm rocked her. This time, she did scream. It was a low scream that her next-door neighbors probably wouldn’t hear but one that anyone outside her room or in the living room would have heard.

She was already losing hold on her consciousness when Dave’s face came into focus. Her vision was a bit blurry but she could still grab his head and kiss him passionately. She tasted herself in him. She tongued his mouth with great satisfaction. He was holding her still, his semi-erect cock between her legs. She felt her mind freeze even as he renewed the kiss.

 

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Dave smiled as Gwen drifted off. She was probably recuperating. She had just had a triple orgasm. He didn’t know he was that good. Those Tantra books were really great! Next, he’d buy a manual. He kissed her sleeping face as he lay by her side, watching her nose as she breathed. Watching her twin mounds of soft flesh rise gently. He loved watching her when she was sleeping, not just when she was naked. No, correct that: he just loved watching her. She was so beautiful. It sounded corny, but she was more beautiful each passing second.

He longed for her arousal so that they could resume their delicate lovemaking.  He loved her with all his heart and could wait a few minutes; he was not as impatient as all his other friends. He knew she would come around soon enough. He kissed the tip of her nose gently, trying not to wake her up. He put his arms around her and waited until he finally felt a squeeze. Gwen looked at him with a smile and those haunting hazel eyes. So beautiful. He kissed her long and deep. She reached for another condom, put it on him and positioned him over her.

Just like the first time, he slowly started sliding in until he just thrust inside her. She wrapped herself around him like a snake. He thrust harder as she clung onto him. He thrust and thrust, feeling his loins swell. It was going to take some time but he kept his break-neck pace. Gwen moaned loudly with each thrust, just as he grunted every time he met her flesh.

Dave was no longer the careful and soft lover Gwen had experienced only moments ago, but a wild rutting animal. He plunged in and out of her so fast, his cock was almost a blur. He held her against him more tightly. She tightened her legs all the more. This was so fucking good! He fought to regain control of his frenzied body but failed. He gave in fully to his basic instincts as he threw himself into again and again and again until he rocking the bed back and forth. The rattle and the squeaking turned him on extraordinarily well.

Gwen was moaning non-stop. With every thrust, her voice would raise and moan would be louder. She had closed her eyes and was screwing her face up, as if experiencing intense pain. Dave understood her. The pleasure was so good, it hurt. It hurt to let it go, to know it could be over in another ten minutes. It hurt to get off her hot body, drenched in sweat but still the most attractive one he had ever seen. The though stirred him to greater heights. He moved even faster, making the headboard bang the wall again.

Dave bear-hugged her as he ground himself inside her. He felt his balls stir, boil, swell, do just about anything before his seed rushed inside his shaft and erupted out against the condom. Good thing he had thought to bring condoms with him. He didn’t want to ruin the relationship with a baby, but he knew he was going to go bankrupt if he kept buying sheaths like crazy. His semen, his fluid, his very soul seemed to pour out of him and into her. She held him and lay trembling beneath him. She was shaking like mad and was moaning with each wave that gushed out of her. She cummed once while he was holding her, then a second time as his fluid receded its flow and finally a third time as he was kissing her.

She was moaning as he kissed her lower lip. Her back was arched to the maximum as she desperately pressed her body into his. Her head was thrown back and was driving her pillow into her mattress. She couldn’t seem to stop gushing. Dave mustered enough energy to start thrusting again, despite his limping penis. He tried his best to get her another orgasm. He didn’t fail. Gwen fairly screamed as her body was ripped by another killer wave of delight. The scream died down as her voice’s pitch heightened until he could not hear it anymore. Her mouthed hanged open in that silent scream as he sucked on her lower lip.

She finally calmed down and relaxed in his arms. Her body went limp as all her energy deserted her. She slumped beneath him and closed her eyes. Dave got off her, took his condom off and it joined its comrades on the floor. He went to the bathroom and showered. He was sure the Mitchels would not complain. He put his boxers on and scooped the used –and sticky- sheaths in a wastebasket. He carefully took her dress off the floor and laid it on a chair. He cleaned the room as best he could before the parents came back. They seemed to be a bit late.

Dave hurried and collected Gwen in his strong arms. He carried her to the bathroom, slipped out of his boxers and cleaned her. Her pussy was puffed out and an angry-looking red. He had been a little too enthusiastic it seemed. He washed her hair carefully, something he had always fantasized about. He dried her sweet body and her silky hair, then carried her back to her room. He rummaged in her closet and found her pajamas. He quickly dressed her and put her in her bed. He had changed the sheets and sprayed some perfume in the room to cover their activities.

He slid next to her and kissed her neck. He kissed her collarbone and moved to her delicious lips. He lay there in his boxers kissing her until her lips were puffy and his own were sore. He slid his hand under her top and began to fondle her breasts when he heard the front door open.

He snapped out of his romantic reverie in an instant and his eyes darted around the room in search of his clothes. He spotted his slacks and pulled them on hurriedly. His yellow T-shirt was lying near her bed. He put it on, nearly tearing it in half and stuffed the remaining three condoms inside his back pocket. He heard someone walk up the stairs and frantically looked for an escape. The window! his mind screamed. He opened it as noiselessly as he could and started to get out. His feet barely fit on the small windowsill. He grabbed the edge and gingerly lowered himself until he was hanging by his hands. He moved his feet a little to prevent blood accumulation. Landing was more painful if he remained motionless, he had learned the hard way.

He let go and dropped four feet before his soles touched solid ground. He plopped down with a grunt, the noise having thankfully been absorbed by his Nikes and the soft earth and grass. He got to his wobbly feet and sneaked to his car. He lifted the handbrake and slowly pushed his car until it was half a block from the Mitchels’ house. He got in, started it and drove home, heart still pounding from the excitement.

 

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Gwen woke up feeling wonderful. She checked her alarm clock. 9:38. She smiled serenely, thinking of her previous night. She was surprised to be in her pajamas. The last thing she remembered was passing out from the pleasure after that, zilch. Dave had been courteous enough to clean the room, change the sheet and dress her. He had even showered her, judging from her hair’s lemony scent. She smiled again. Dave had not fled like a thief after making passionate love to her three times in this room.

Her door creaked open and she saw her elder sister walk in, her hands behind her back. She closed he door and leaned against the wall. She was smiling too, but a knowing and potentially evil smile.

“Wake up, lazybones.”

“I am awake.”

“So, had a fun night?” She put emphasis on the “fun”.

Gwen shrugged. “It was just a date, you know. Nothing special except the lips.” She smiled when she recalled what her date could do with his lips.

Kate grinned mischievously as she took in what her sister said. “I found you snoring like a baby when we came back. Are you sure, there was nothing else?”

“No.” Innocence. Pure innocence. Think pure innocence. I have done nothing wrong, except have goddamn awesome sex with my date on this very bed.

“Then what’s this?” Kate said, producing Dave’s small black shirt from behind her back with her right hand. Gwen blushed crimson and started to giggle like a maddened schoolgirl. “And this,” Kate added, withdrawing her left hand from her pocket. It was clutching a small, blue, wrinkled condom. Gwen buried her face in her blankets and tried to stifle her absurd need to laugh. She came up for air and watched her sister as she gave her a knowing grin.

“How was it?” Kate finally asked. “No, wait, lemme guess.” She screwed her face in mock concentration then tossed, “Uh, great? No, perfect. That’s it, isn’t it?”

Gwen thought for a moment then shook her head. “More than perfect.” A huge grin split her face. “Way better than perfect.”

"Oh man, it was great" said Pentaco.

"How would you feel," Steve asked "if I told you that there was a way not only to relive the magic, but to do so on a daily basis" Steve stopped walking. "And it would bring the highest profit rate since the McDonald brothers said to themselves 'Hey, why don't we open a restaurant'"

Pentaco could tell that Steve was having one of his moments.

"What I'm talking about," continued Steve as he stepped onto the hood of a car "is...Shit-Wrestling. It's as simple as this...Step 1, you go aroung the neighborhood and find some really sexy girls who could use some extra money. Step 2, you get a kiddie pool and fill it with shit. Step 3, you sell tickets to the kids in the neighborhood. Step 4, you pay the girls to wrestle in the shit and faster than you can say Step 5, we split the money and head out to Rio!" Steve jumped off of the car and began singing "Rio, Rio by the sea-o, Pentaco and Bellio, oh, me-o, oh me-o, look at me-o"

And that was the end of the begining, but far from the begining of the end. Pentaco quickly agreed, and they were set. They went down to the local shopping mall and found a dozen hot, sexy under-age girls who agreed. Selling tickets was easy, and before they knew it they were about to start a show in Pentaco's backyard. No one was home because Pentaco's mother was out whoreing, and his father wasn't around since Pentaco was a bastard.

The stage was set, and Pentaco was doing some last minute humping with one of the girls, while Steve was admiring himself in a saphirencrusted handmirror (yes, steve had a reasonably large amount of money already from his part-time ilegitemate underage prostitution agency in New York).

"Hey, this is pretty sexy." said Pentaco in between his sexual pants (that's pants as in panting, not pants that reveal your penis).

"You bet," said Steve "Just think of that giant pile of money."

"Do you ever think of anything other than money?" asked Pentaco."

"Yes," said Steve "myself. Now shut up, there's an incredibly handsome teenager staring at me in my mirror"

And after a few minutes had passed, the show was ready to begin. The kiddie pool was filled mostly with elephant shit that Pentaco got from the local zoo, plus the girls and the audience contributed some waste. The whole pool was heated, so the shit never got cold.

The girls who were wrestling were Latoya, a black hottie with big round tits and smooth brown skin, and Kloi, a Japanese slut with black hair and a supernatural beauty.

As the two girls stepped in the pool, they could feel the warm brown pleasure between their feet. They were both completely nude, and were excited to be doing this for the first time.

The girls grappled each other and forced each other into the heated shit-pool. They could smell the disgusting ass-matter, and loved it. The warm brown pleasure made their bodies tingle, and in the excitement found that they were attractted to each other, and started making out in shit heaven. This made the crowd go wild, and Pentaco had a massive hard-on. Meanwhile, Steve was inside checking out his own body in his full-body mirror, which was giving him an erection as well.

At this point half of the croud was jerking off on the grass, while the rest couldn't take their eyes off of the scene before them. Kloi was now licking shit off of Latoya's big round tits and swallowing it. This was too much for Pentaco, who pulled of his pants with his chest already exposed due to the fact that he never wore a shirt, and jumped into the pool with the girls.

Steve was also taken to the brink by his own reflection, so he put some oil on his massive cock and began humping his mirror, bits of semen already dribbling out of him.

Pentaco was having a feild day in the shit pool. He had Latoya on her knees and was humping her bare, shitty ass, being tantalized by the aroma coming from her. He would have penetrated her, but she was busy shitting in Kloi's mouth, and Kloi was swallowing every last mouthfull.

Meanwhile, Steve's oily cock was busy on the mirror, his balls slipping and sliding all over the place.

In the backyard things had been taken to the extreme. Pentaco was fucking Latoya up the ass, and she felt like she was getting pounded by a warm jackhammer, as Kloi ate shit off of an audience member's chest.

Steve reached his climax, ans shot warm, sticky, gooey cum all over himself. He then casually began to put his suit back on.

Pentaco pounded Latoya's ass, until he too had a violent orgasm. Latoya, however, didn't.

"Oh please," she said "I'm almost there. Just give me a little extra something."

"Well, okay" Pentaco said "I was gonna hold this in but..."

Pentaco then, with his dick still up Latoya's ass, took a piss. Latoya felt the hot liquid getting shot up her ass and the force of it forced her to orgasm. Pentaco then quicly pulled out his dick, and Latoya shit it all back out onto him. Pentaco laid back in the pool of shit feeling more than satisfied.

Kloi was busy sucking shit off of somebody's dick and, once he had an orgasm, she didn't feel so good. She turned and vomited a brown, chunky vomit into the pool. This disgusted everybody, both in the pool and outside. Everyone got out and began to leave, being incredibly turned off. The only person who stayed in was Kloi, who was having fiolent stomach spasms, and was beginning to vomit blood, but she passed out very quickly.

"Oh, come on. Come back!" shouted Pentaco "I once fucked a girl so hard she threw up in a trash can. Does that make me disgusting?"

"Yes, it does." said Steve, his suave silhouette standing casually on the porch.

"What went wrong?" asked Pentaco, getting out of the pool.

"The problem," said Steve "is that when you wat several pounds of shit, it's poison. Now if I were you I'd do some cleaning up. You have a possibly dead girl lying in a pool of shit, a lawn covered in semen, and a mother who'll be home pretty soon. You better think of something.

The two exchanged a moment of silence, Steve looking like a million bucks in his expensive Italian suit, and Pentaco looking like...Pentaco, standing naked and covered in elephant shit.

Finally Steve said "But don't worry, I've got an idea. It's called cum wrestling...

( he knows I hate being picked up) than leaned over and gave his sister a little hug. After every one said there hellos and stuff we took everything in the house and all started hanging out, I never noticed how much I missed innocently flirting with Duce. That night Duce slept on the couch rite above me , I don’t know if he knew or not that every once in a while his hand would slip down and touch my face in the sweetest way, the way a lover savers his babygurl .

The next morning everyone was in and out of the showers trying to get ready to go over to their cousins Wren’s house. Well when I went into the shower Duce was laying on the bed in the bedroom the bathroom is located in. About two min. after I had gotten undressed Duce’s cus Ron needed to get his gel outta the bathroom so not thinking I just rapped a towel around my waste and heeded outside the door. Now mind you Duce is a horny 19 yr old male and I’m a damn sexy girl if I say so myself so that was just a great idea to pull off. That’s ok because I guess that was the first step into getting him to make a move. After that incident I got back into the shower horny as hell from seeing Duce sitting there in baggy black shorts an no shirt seeing him get a little aroused from seeing me in little to nothing.

Yah I guess you could say I was in need in some sexual relief, with that I leaned agents the shower wall and let my hand slide down between my legs stroking my slit then sliding a finger across my clit then putting one finger inside me moving it in and out trying to make sure I never moaned to loud. The whole time I was just imaging me leaning against Duce’s strong chest having his hand sliding down in-between my legs getting me ready for him to push up against that wall and fuck me making me cum all over his hard cock. My hand worked faster and faster till I came, I just stayed there breathing really hard trying to get a hold of myself, I than stepped outta the shower and got dressed.

That day me and Kristy manly stayed in or by the pool sunbathing, oh yah an me and Duce started throwing the football around till he decided he was ganna tackle my ass to the floor landing on top of me, ( damn I jus wanted to kiss him rite there). Well after that the boys went out to get some liquor ( beer, vodka, rum, ect..). Before Duce left he made sure to ask me what I wanted because he wanted me to drink with him that night which shocked me just a little bit because I’m so used to him looking at me like family and all of a sudden he couldn’t get me alone long enough. I just kept thinking in the back of my head that tonight might be the night that I finely get alone with him, get him the way I have wanted him for way to long.

Well when they got back from the store Duce and I started drinking and sitting down stairs in the basement talking about a bunch of shit, from school and work to clubbing and partying. I loved jus sitting there with him all close just talking, I wanted to be with him so bad, I was just to scared to make a move. Just staring in to his eyes I was lost, all of a sudden I realized he had jus asked me a question, crap what was it. He than asked again, he had asked if I was a virgin, wow y was he asking this was all I could think. Well unfortunately I wasn’t and not by choice I was forced into it by an old boy of mine. I didn’t want to be on this subject with him so I jus kind of shrugged an said “ sorrta now drop it“. Damn him for caring so much, he asked me why I looked hurt and what I meant by sorrta, I didn’t want to tell him but I thought maybe he wants to know for a reason. So I told him “ an old boy and I were fucking around an when I said stop and no, he didn’t, u know he didn’t “hear me“, …” well by the time I got half way through the story I was in Duce’s arms crying. He just took my jaw in his hand an lifted it up till I was looking in his eyes, he den began telling me that I was to beautiful to cry and that I should never cry over some jerk like that, that when you have a man the only thing sexually he should be doing with you is making love, not fucking you. After I stopped crying Duce gave me a kiss on the fore head and said that I should go straighten up and join him upstairs for a little bit, so I went an fixed my makeup and ran upstairs.

After Kristy and I played cards and stayed up a bit everyone started falling asleep so we went down stairs and got ready for bed. (Now remember I was still tipsy not so much in the mind but a lot in the body). Well after like ten fifteen minutes or so I had ta brush my teeth so I walked up the first and than ran up the second flight of stairs running rite into Duce while he was heading into the kitchen. If it wouldn’t have been for him grabbing me around the waste I probably would have rolled rite back down those stairs. He asked me something I said I was sorry for running in to him, then I tried to get passed him, he wouldn’t move. Duce all of a sudden got this lil sly smile on his face and said what do I get if I move I said whatever you want just move, he said “even this” and leaned in and kissed me. He than looked a little scared and got out of my way.

Well I ran up stairs to brush my teeth than came back down he was in the kitchen. Duce had his back turned to me so I slid my hands around his waste and kissed his shoulder, he turned around and apologized for before, I told him not to be that besides the fact that he tasted like smoke I loved it. He just told me to come back up stairs when his sister fell asleep, than when I said yes he said that I wouldn’t because I was to scared to. Yah rite I jumped at that opportunity. I came back up bout 20 min. later or so, when ever his damn sister fell asleep. I half walked half ran my ass upstairs, my heart was pounding in my chest I didn’t know what was ganna happen tonight but I new that with Duce I was ganna love it.

As I came up the second flight of stairs I saw Duce laying on the couch all spread out an comfy. Damn he looked so kute, as I walked over to him he sat up and started kissing me passionately, first I felt his lips press agents mine as his hands slid around my hips tracing circles al around, while slipping his tongue in to my mouth he forcibly pulled me into his lap, in which case I could feel his hardness agents my core, god id never wanted anyone so bad. I started grinding my hips agents his hardness loving how I could so easily make him breathe heavier and heavier. Duce quickly pulled back when my hand slid down his waste till I got to his hard length stroking it. Leave it to him to be so caring “ are you sure this is what you want?”. ( was I sure this is what I wanted could he not c the lust and passion in my gaze)

“ Duce I’m sure please jus don stop wat ur doing to me “ .

“how bout I do even better” and with that he slid my shirt over my head and started kissing down my neck nipping at my soft skin, listing to my soft moans than to my shock he slipped his hands up to cup my chest planting soft kisses and nipping at my flesh, taking first my rite then my left nipple into is warm inviting mouth nipping and sucking, making me squirm and moan into his shoulder. While he was doing this he also slid is hand down letting it trail down my stomach till he got down to the brink of my shorts, he than slid his hand into my shorts, trailing his way down till he got to my clit. Once that was found he slid his finger over it flicking it like a small bead, listing to me breathe harder and harder making me lean into him. As he started finger fucking me I started to kiss an nip his neck than down lower and lower till he slid his hand outta me as I slid down the floor between his legs.

“baby r u sure u want ta do this, u don’t have ta this isn’t give receive.”

“ yah I want to, I really want ta an don’t wry I know what I’m doin.”

“ alrite den take charge, but I’m letting u know that ur not ganna get me, I wont cum.”

(ok first off that’s a lil wired but ok) “ y, that’s y I’m doin it ta give u pleaser.”

“ baby u don need ta do that ta give me pleaser I mean dats great but dats wat bust downs r for, ur no where near being a bust down to me so I wont let u degrade urslef like one.

“ I’m not ganna fight with you but I’m ganna get you one way or another.” with that I slid my thumbs into his shorts an pulled them down with his boxers, letting his cock spring free. Looking up at him seeing his lips spread into a half smile his eyes closing slightly, his head sliding back, as I slid the tip of his cock into my warm inviting mouth. As I slid his long hard length in an out of my mouth, using a lil but more pressure with my tongue, sliding my tongue ring over all the sensitive spots on is cock. God I loved hearing him moan softly trying his hardest not ta let me hear how much pleasure I was giving him, he looked so sexy the way his face was and how kute and determined he looked.

After awhile of me not being able to get him ta let himself go, he pulled me up onto him so I was lying in his lap, as we laid there he slowly started nipping at my neck while slowly sliding his hands down my body, caressing my skin, making me want him even more. his mouth, nipping and sucking at my neck was keeping me occupied wit pleaser he dipped two fingers into my shorts. As one slid over my clit once again the other fond its way into my core. At first he moved at a slow rhythm but after a min or so he began to pick up the pace. As his fingers moved in and out of me faster and faster I began to whimper, hearing this he took more pleaser in my discomfort and placed his free hand over my swollen chest. Duce be began tweaking than pinching one nipple than the other. Lovein da feel of me squirming in his lap trying ta relieve the pressure he was putting into/on me. As he continued his pursuit over my body we began kissing and twisting in each others arms.

As we kissed an touched an played both of us seemed to have a new idea forming in our heads. He than started ta ask if I wanted him as much as he wanted me, an I knew I did so I panted yes.

“ you did bring condoms correct” I asked in a playful voice. As I looked into his I eyes I saw the spark flicker at the question.

“ baby I’m at my cousins house with almost all family what would I have needed them for I never thought that this was going to happen.” I could see the disappointment in his eyes. “ I think its time you got to bed anyway its getting really late and were bound to get woken up extremely early.

“ yah I guess your right, than il see you in the morning.” with that we said goodnights and gave each other one last passionate kiss goodnite.

I than walked back downstairs wondering if what happened tonight would ever be anything more than a once in a lifetime thing.

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The next day was a long one from start to finish… The whole trip back me an Duce were flirting so much. Starting from the first rest stop to the last.

When Duce an I got outta da car ta go into the bathrooms he stopped me an pulled me aside an kissed me, not a slow passionate kiss but a fast loving needing kiss, that took my breathe away.

“ babygurl if u really wanted ta finish wut we started last nite come into my room ta nite after she falls asleep” was all he said then walked inta da bathroom. At first I stood there in shock about wut jus happened I then decided dat dats wut I really wantd ta do…

All da way home duce an I played in da car whether it was poking or texting each others phones… ( god I loved they way we could b so playful an yet so seductive to each other at the same time.)

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Later on that nite after Kristy fell asleep I snuck into Duce’s room. As I walkd in all I could see was a dark room and an empty bed.

“ babi were did u go” I askd confused as hell when I walkd inta his room jus ta find him not there. There was now answerer.

As I walkd toward da bed I felt hands grab me around da waste, an b4 I knew it I was pinned up agents da wall feelin the hottest iv ever felt. He began kissin an tuchin me all over, “ babi im sri but one last time r u sure dis is wut u really want” Duce finily managed ta ask pullin him self from my lips an neck but kept my hands tightly held above my head.

“ yes Duce iv wanted you since the first time I ever chilled wit u … not only do I want you mad crazy, but please stop makin me wate an jus lay it down lik I kno u can” I guess that’s all he needed ta kno…

“ ight babi Il stop makin u wate, u kno I love u… ur my babi gurl fer life.” wit that he began slidin my hands behind my back so he could pin me wit his body as he slid my tank top over my head kissin an nippin my neck makin me moan his name. After he got my shirt off he turned me an pushed me onto his bed goin straight towards my shorts slidin them down my legs an ta da floor. He than started kissin an nippin at my body runin his hands over my chest an tummy an thighs till his hands than his mouth found my wet pussy… He teased me by slowly liken an caressing instead of jus giving it ta me… “ come on babi please jus fuck me, please…im not goin to change my mind” I moaned wile giving him a sexy needing look…

“ ight babi hold up den” wit that he stood up an got a condom from his to drawer.

I spread my legs wide an wated fer him ta take his place, I watched him slide his shorts off his body, watching his chest mussels tighten as he watched my body moving on his bed in anticipation of him making love to me…

After he placed the condom on his hard dick he slid his body on top of me an started kissin me. My hand found its way ta his hard cock an placed his tip at my pussy, I guess a nod from me an that was al he needed b/c he placed his hands on ither side of me an slowly slid himself inside… It was nothing like my first time, it was sweet loving caring, as he pushed all of himself inta me it felt amazing, my pussy walls griped his cock, I felt so filled… “ uh omg babi ur so fukcin tight… r u ok, im not hurtin u am I?”

“ mmm yah u r, only b/c ur goin so slow…” with that I rapd my arms around his amazing biceps an he started hittin it hard an deep… It was amazin the way his hard cock felt inside of me, the way he looked so concentrated an in control… I loved knowin that I was makin him lose that control ever so slowly…

“ babi I never new u liked it like this…” Duce moaned as he started pumping me harder wit his cock, getting off on how much pleaser he was giving me. My face showed how much I was loving his assault on my body I was biting his shoulder digging my nails onto his back, loving the feel of his body over mine… “ shit babygurl are you getting close, I can feel ur pussy getting tighter an tighter… god I love you…”

“ god babi yah im close… mmm omg im so close babi fuck me harder please don’t stop I want u ta cum in me babi please… mmm I love you too. Oh mmm…” wit that he hit me a few more deep stokes an let him self go deep inside me the second he let him self go my body let go just as fast an hard…

Duce jus feel beside me an pulled me onto his chest an began running his hands thro my hair… “babi I love you so much I never want ta let you go…you’re my perfect love…”

“ Duce I never want you ta let me go… I feel so safe with u ur my world my life my everything… I love you so much”

With that I feel asleep in his arms…

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The next morning I woke up back in his sisters room, “shit don’t tell me that was all a dream.. “ I mumbled to myself then with a smile I lookd down I was wearing the shit he was wearing… my phone went off an when I opened it I had a text from duce saying ( hey babi… morning want ta join me fer a shower my sis is out with mom… I love you… )

Im new at this comment appreciated be honest should I write more ta this er no….