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My nerves were starting to take over. I couldn’t concentrate in school, at the gym, or on the field. I was so worried that I would be complete shit in bed. My friends kept telling me not to worry and that since she’s never done it before, she has nothing to compare to. All of that went through one ear and out the other. There had to be something I could do to make sure I could please this amazing girl. Then an idea came to me. You see, I have this very close friend. We’ve known each other since we were 6. We’ve always told each other all of our secrets and have always been able to completely trust one another. Her name is Emily, and I was about to ask her something that could change our relationship forever.

"Hello?"

"Hey Em, it’s me", I said through the phone.

"Hey hun, what’s up?", she replied.

"I need your help. Can I come over?", I asked.

"Sure, I’m not doing anything."

I hung up the phone and left my house. Emily only lived a few blocks down so it was a short walk. As I walked, I began to think about Emily. She is one of the most amazing people I’ve ever known, second only to Caroline. She sweet, funny, caring, and has always been there for me. I could only hope she could help me with this. Along with her personality, she also is very attractive. She’s 5'6, has straight, shoulder length, blonde hair, a tight round ass, and C cup breasts. She is any mans dream.

I walked towards her front steps feeling as nervous as ever. What the hell is the matter with me?, I thought to myself, you’ve been friends with her forever, just suck it up. I rang the doorbell and she answered instantly.

"Hey you! How you doin’?" she said as I walked in the door.

"I’m alright", I replied "Is anybody home right now?"

"No, my parents are away for the weekend. Why?" she asked me with a slightly suspicious look.

"Don’t worry...lets go downstairs."

We sat down and started talking about random shit that was happening in out lives. I couldn’t get up a courage to bring up the reason I needed to see her. Then, without knowing, she brought it up herself.

"So...how’s things with Caroline?"

"Everything’s okay...I guess." I murmured.

"Well that doesn’t sound to good. What’s going on?" she asked.

"Here’s the thing. Two nights ago, Caroline asked me if I would take her virginity next weekend while her parents are gone." I told her.

"That’s great...I don’t see the problem..." she said, looking confused.

"Well I’m worried I’m gonna fuck up while doing it." I confessed.

"That’s ridiculous! I’m sure you’d be great."

"Well I’m not. That’s why I came over. I know that you and Kevin did some things while you were going out...and...well...would you have sex with me?"

Silence. I was scared to look at her so I looked at the ground. When I finally look up, I saw the most shocked expression on her face.

"...what..." was all she could manage to spit out.

"Look, we’ve been friends for a long time and I really need someone who’s close to me that can help me. I know that person is you."

"Wow... I wasn’t expecting this," she replied, "Do you realize what something like this could do to our friendship? And what about Caroline? She’s one of my very best friends. If she ever found out, she would never want to see you or me again! You know I’m always here for you but there’s just to much risk."

"I know there’s a lot of risk...but I don’t think anything can change what we have together, especially something like sex. I might just bring us closer together."

"Fair enough. But did you think about how this would effect you’re relationship with Caroline if she found out?" she argued.

"She won’t find out. You wouldn’t tell her. There’s no way in hell I’m going to tell her. And she’ll benefit from it in the end. Please Em, I need your help."

She looked at me thoughtfully for about 2 minutes and finally said, "Okay. I can see this is important to you and what kind of friend would I be if I didn’t help you out?"

"Thank you so much! You won’t regret this." I leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"I sure hope not. Now when do you want to do this?" she asked.

"How about right now?" I answered.

"Wow, somebody’s anxious...alright, lets go to my room."

 

Chapter 2 - The Fun

I laid her down on the bed and began kissing her lips. She hesitated slightly, but became very involved almost seconds later. Amazing sensations ran through me as I felt her warm tongue connect with my own. This was so much different than kissing Caroline. I slowly began to caress her body and remove pieces of her clothing as well as my own. I took her shirt off and started kissing her neck and chest, while removing my own shirt and reaching around to take off her bra. When those beautiful breasts were exposed I almost came in my pants. They were so firm and soft and had the hardest nipples I’ve seen in my life. My mouth moved immediately towards them and I began to suck on one while tweaking the other. I could tell she enjoyed this very much from her screams of ecstacy. Without notice, she flipped me over on to my back and began sucking on my nipples. I had never considered this before but must admit that it felt amazing. She kissed down my chest and stomach until she reached my pants. She undid the button of my jeans and pulled them down along with my boxers. My 7 inch cock sprang upwards almost hitting her face. She grabbed by cock and began to stroke it while kissing and licking the head. When she started sucking it fully, she was also rubbing my balls and putting her finger around my asshole. This came as a total surprise. I was experiencing so many sensations at one time. Her hot, wet mouth around my cock and the pressure she was applying to my asshole was putting me way over the edge. I knew I couldn’t hold back much longer. "Oh my God! I’m gonna cum...oh...suck my dick!...That feels so fucking good." At that moment I came into her mouth. She swallowed it all down with a satisfied "mmm" following. But I was worried that because I already came, I wouldn’t have any strength to have sex. "Don’t worry," she told me, "Just give me what I need and we can see what happens from there." I happily obliged.

She sat down next to me and we made out again while I unbuttoned her pants. I slid my hand through her panties and played with her pussy. I had never done this before, but since she seemed to enjoy it, I could tell I was doing something right. I pulled my hand out and she licked my finger, tasting her own juices. I could already feel my cock growing again. I removed her pants along with her panties and got my first look at her pussy. She was completely shaved, had no tan lines, and the juices flowing from her pussy made it glisten. It was the perfect sight. I kissed my way down her legs until I reached her sweet mound. I leaned in and started kissing the outside of her lips. I then stuck my tongue in and went to work. The taste was different but wonderful. I had heard nasty things about how pussies smell and taste, but in the moment, it was the best thing I had ever experienced in those departments. Knowing from science class where and what the clitoris is, I started to suck and bit the tiny organ. She started lifting her ass and smacking her pussy against my face. She was practically screaming at the top of her lungs. Only moments later, her pussy erupted with juices. There was so much fluid I could barley contain it in my mouth. I sprayed everywhere. "How did that happen?" I asked her. "Oh, I forgot to tell you...I’m a squirter." This turned me on even more. I couldn’t wait to get inside that hot, wet pussy. But first I turned her over onto her stomach and played with her ass. It was so round and firm, and her asshole had a beautiful pink colour. I moved my mouth forward and started licking her asshole. "That feels so fucking good! Suck my asshole. I’m gonna fucking cum all over your face again!" All that dirty talk really got me going. I stuck my finger in her pussy while I continued to lick her ass. This made her go wild and she came again, this one even more explosive than the last. She appeared to be exhausted, but I was feeling like my dick was going to explode. I had go get inside of her.

I asked her if I needed to put on a condom and she said that she was on the pill. I climbed up through her legs and licked her tits again while slowly fingering her pussy. This got her pretty worked up again so I decided to take the plunge. I grabbed hold of my dick and placed it at the entrance of her hot cunt. I rubbed the head of my dick up and down her slit before I put it in. I was amazed at how warm and tight it was. I slowly began to thrust myself deeper into her pussy and she responded by thrusting back. I laid on top of her, crushing her tits against my chest and giving her long deep kisses. After 5 minutes of amazing sex, Emily asked me to do something for her. "Alex...could you suck my toes while you fuck me?" she asked timidly, "Of course honey. Anything for you." I lifted my body up, with my dick still inside her, and moved her legs so that they were on my chest. With her feet in front of my face, I grabbed one and began sucking on her toes. It felt so erotic sucking her feet while fucking her pussy. Her toes tasted so good and her pussy was so hot...but I couldn’t come...I wouldn’t allow myself. I wanted this to last as long as possible. I lifted her body and flipped myself over so she was on top of me. "Now it’s time for you to do some work." I said to her, "I thought this was a learning experience for you." she replied, "Just shut up and fuck me!" And she did just that. I lay on my back and she rode me like a bull. As she did this, I roughly rubbed her nipples and tits. This looked like it was going to be the end for me. I sat up and wrapped my arms around her while quickly humping her pussy. I lifted my head and looked into her eyes. I loved this girl, and the way she looked at me, I knew she felt the same. At that instant, I came inside of her. I was the longest and hardest I had ever came and has been till this day. I lay back down with her laying on my chest. I caressed her back and ass, and she gave me a deep long kiss.

"How was that." I asked her.

"I think your ready for Caroline...I’m just not sure she’s ready for you!"

 

End of Part 1

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

 All these feelings fueled my desire for more of Ryan and his wonderful penis. I loved to touch it and watch it leap and buck in my hand, and to feel it sliding over my tongue. I even liked it when it sort of choked me when Ryan shoved it too far into my inexperienced mouth. And, I loved it when he came. I loved watching him cum in my hand and when he spurted onto my chest, neck, and even my face.  I was learning to love the taste of his cum when he came in my mouth. It took some getting used to, but I decided that it was worth it and part of his pleasure and should be part of mine.

 And, most of all, I really, really loved it when he pushed his wonderful instrument into my cunt.  That he had condoms and was willing to use them was a surprise, but learning to put them on him was a wonderful thrill. Because, as I rolled the rubbers over his cock head and down his slender shaft, I got to see him with his legs spread. His balls were layout for my inspection, as was the ridge behind them leading to his anus. The first time he fucked me it didn’t even hurt, although he felt impossibly large going in. But once he had seated his cock completely in my pussy, he felt so spectacularly natural, that I was excited beyond words. In fact, his penis in me felt so “at home”, that I almost cried.

 I found that I loved watching him as he stroked in and out of my little cunt. His cock seemed so large next to me that I always smiled in wonder. I loved watching the muscles in his body flex beneath his tan and his white middle move up and down against my equally pale groin. I loved to seem him strain as he approached orgasm, and I learned to be able to distinguish when he was close to coming verses when he wasn’t by the feel of his cock in me as his helmet flared larger, rubbing harder against my interior.  When he came.., when he came in me I loved in so much. I would hug Ryan hard with my whole body, my arms around his neck, my girl legs around his middle and my cunt around his pole.

 I even like the messy part of taking the condom from his flaccid penis. It was slippery with my honey, and his public hair was matted with my fluid and my scent. It was that special scent that led directly to my next adventure.

 I decided to spin off from the flock and go search him out.  Because we had made out in the space under his rented cottage, I knew where he lived.

 I was wearing my usual summer day uniform of small two-piece that somehow fit better than it had before Ryan, at least I imagined it so with a towel draped over one shoulder. I strolled nervously down the street. His cottage was only one block off the beach, and was situated on cement block “stilts” in case of hurricane or other natural disasters, but was several blocks south of the boardwalk.  It was hot and still off the beach, and I felt small trickles of sweat sliding between my little breasts and down my tummy. But, I was a girl on a mission.

 I climbed the wooden stairs and, scuffing my flip-flops in the sand on the wooden deck before the door; I screwed up my courage and knocked, and knocked again. My shoulders slumped when I realized that nobody was home. I jumped when I heard an unexpected man’s voice from below, “Hello,” it inquired.

 Peering over the railing, I could see a shadow behind the latticework that screened the area below the house. “Yes?” I responded.

 “Oh, hi,” the voice said.  “Are you looking for Ryan?” The shadow moved from beyond the lattice into the open doorway that led into the storage area beneath the house, and transformed into an older version of Ryan.  I caught my breath at the unexpected parent.

 He stood there, wiping his hands on a pink shop towel. He was muscled and tan, and had a riot of light blond-red hair that crawled up his belly and spread over his chest. I could see his darker red nipples that inscribed nearly perfect circles on either side of his chest. He was smiling. Ryan’s dad had nice, even teeth, and an unruly shock of red hair on his head.  His eyes were a merry blue, and when he smiled he revealed very cute dimples on his cheeks. I could see laugh-lines radiating from his eyes.  In an instant I felt at home with him. Somehow I decided that he was a “comfortable dad”, as some of them were. Most were not.

 He was wearing a pair of cut off jeans and rubber flip flops.

 I skipped down the stairs, stopping in front of him. He was an inch or so taller than his son, and bigger all over, and more relaxed and comfortable in his own skin than Ryan was.  He was very likely what Ryan would grow into, just like my fairly busty, flirty mother was likely what I would one day become.

 Looking up at him, I must have squinted some in the sunlight reflecting from the white lattice.  “Here,” he said, moving aside, “Come in here out of the glare.” I stepped quickly past him into the dark, cooler interior of the storage room. In it were deflated beach balls and inner tubes, folded up chase lounges, some with padded cushions, and some without. Dim light spread across the room in a checkerboard pattern. 

 Turning, I said, “Hi, I’m Ellie—Elaine, I mean.” I felt that I was outgrowing El or Ellie. I felt it was time for a name change to Elaine, which began at that precise moment.

 “Oh?” he said, his eyebrows arching. “I thought you’d be older.”

 “Ryan told you about me,” I said, suddenly panicked they way kids get with a grown up knows more than they do about themselves.

 “Sure, he told me.” Ryan’s dad replied, looking me up and down.

 “What did he tell you?” I asked, my voice squeaking.

 “Oh, the usual,” he replied. “That you are cute and fun and smart…”

 “Oh,” I said, relaxing, but blushing none-the-less.

 “He also told me he would probably remember you always…” Ryan’s dad said softly.

 “Why?” I asked, curious now, the tenseness gone.

 “Well,” he began. “I smelled sex. I guess I smelled your scent on him, so I asked him. Do you really want to know?”

 “Sure,” I answered, feeling excited and embarrassed at the same time at the mention of my smell; my sexual odor. Maybe Ryan would love me always!

 Ryan’s dad looked at me and said, “Ryan told me that you two had fucked, and that it was the first time for each of you.”  I felt my mouth go dry and my knees were suddenly unstable. I couldn’t believe it! Ryan had told his dad, a parent, that we had had sex. No, more than that, that we had fucked!  I wanted to die.

 “You alright,” Ryan’s dad asked with concern in his voice. He reached out and grabbed me by my elbows as I sort of sank on rubber legs.

 “Oh, sure, I’m alright,” I said, tears welling up in my eyes, “I’m great.  My friend’s dad knows I’ve been having sex with his son. That’s just great…” my voice trailed off.

 Ryan’s dad gently guided me to one of the lounge chairs and helped me to sit down. “Don’t worry, Elaine, Ryan and I talk about a lot of stuff.  It doesn’t go any farther than me. I promise you.” He said in a quiet voice.  Continuing he said, “I can see why he likes you so much.”

 “Yeah, really?” I asked, not expecting any real answer, bitterness at my first male betrayal.

 “Yes, Elly, err, Elaine,” he said, one hand resting on my shoulder as I sat in front of him. You are truly beautiful. He will remember always how beautiful a woman he was with the first time he had sex.”  His hand squeezed my shoulder gently. “I know I would remember you if I had made love with you.” I saw his genuine and gentle smile as I looked up at him, “I would remember always the gift that you gave me…”

 “Really,” I said, both mollified and intrigued. He looked so good to me as I felt the panic drain away, replaced by a feeling of gratitude.

 “Yes, truly, I would,” we said, moving just a bit closer. His crotch was now less than a foot from my face, and his feet were now on either side of mine as I sat on the lounge chair Ryan and I had used in our last mating.

 Without bidding my hands rose from my lap and slid gently up Ryan’s dad’s thighs, bypassing the growing bulge in his jeans, and sliding over his stomach, through the tufts of red hair there. As if drawn by a power other than mine, my hands drifted up to his lower chest.

 Bending, Ryan’s dad brought his face down to mine and we kissed. Softly at first, then suddenly more intensely, his tongue invaded my mouth like a slippery eel, tasting of sweat and man.  It was different, more practiced and more pleasurable than the gentle inquiring kisses Ryan and I had shared. I learned more about kissing from Ryan’s dad’s first one than from all of Ryan’s put together. He literally took my breath away.

 “I love your body,” I heard him whisper as he slid down sitting next to me on the lounge. “You are lovely and perfect,” he said, bringing his lips back to mine.  As we kissed I felt his large hand slid into my suit top and cup my small breast. I shivered under his touch, feeling my heat rise and my nipple harden.

 “Oh, my,” I said as our lips parted slightly, “that feels sooooo good.”  I ran my hand over his chest and then down over his stomach. He felt strong and wonderful.  He grabbed my wrist, gently, and moved my hand down over the lump in his jeans.  It felt hot and huge. He rubbed himself with my hand as we both looked down, seeing him move my willing and cupped hand over his sex.  I nuzzled his neck as his hand lifted free of mine, which kept massaging his growing cock, and moved, crossing me, onto my tummy.  His other hand continued to squeeze my little breasts inside my suit top. I felt my breath come more rapidly, and my pussy was beginning to leak inside my suit bottom.

 I sucked in my breath, pulling my stomach in to give his hand room to slide inside my suit, his fingers gliding through my silky pubic hair and touching the top of my slit. His hand felt warm and wonderful and larger than Ryan’s.  Lifting my hand from his jeans, I slipped my thumbs inside the waist band of my suit and tugged it down to my knees.

 “God, you’re hot, “Ryan’s dad whispered, his hand now moving easily over my mound and between my thighs.  Touching my inner thighs he said, “You are so incredibly soft there…” I felt so dizzy from his touches. I kissed him again, almost frantically, my tongue flashed into his mouth, slipping and sliding over his tongue and his teeth, tasting him, breathing in his taste.  His hands continued to move on me.

 I slipped my hand back onto his crotch, sliding it beneath his jeans. I felt the thick hair below his belly button.  Quickly, he unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped them.  Lifting his butt up some, he slid them down to his ankles, slipping one foot free of them.

 I grabbed his cock. It was hard like a living rock. I looked down. He was larger than Ryan, and he had veins roughly coursing under the skin of his penis. The purple cock head flared out broader than his son’s did, and the slit in the tip seemed bigger.  I placed my fingers over the head in a small circle, and pushed down on the spongy cap, causing the slit to open. It looked as big around as a soda straw.  His crotch was covered with red hair that was rougher than mine, but silky nonetheless. His balls hung down between his legs, and I could see two distinct orbs in the loose skin of his sack. He had a light dusting of red hairs on his scrotum.  I felt my mouth water at the sight of a fully mature male organ.

 Without thinking, I bent my head down to his groin. Ryan’s dad’s hands slipped from me and then rested on my back and massaged me there, and on my neck as my mouth sought his penis.  I smelled him, drawing his scent deep into my lungs. He had a sharper, more pungent, and more powerful smell than his boy.  He excited me so much, that I almost passed out again. 

 Grasping his cock at the root with my hand (it looked so large in my hand), I wriggled it, seeing all the veins, especially the large one the wriggled along the top, and the clear demarcation of his urethra along the bottom, and I reached out with my pink tongue and just toughed his pee hole lightly.  I heard him groan. 

 Encouraged, I slipped the entire head into my mouth until I help it behind the flaring head with my lips.  I began to stroke him and suck on the head, my little pink tongue slipping all over the large head as I did so.  My mouth had to stretch to take this adult cock into it, and I was in a sort of transported state as I forced him deeper into my mouth, my tongue along the side of his rod as he slipped ever deeper into me.  I felt him untie the back of my bikini top and begin to slide his hand all over my back.  Reaching around to my waist, he turned me so I was now on my side on the lounge, my mouth on his raging penis. His hands began to stroke my naked body, along my sides, over by small breasts, and over my hips and between my thighs.  I began to buck against him. My hips began the ageless back and forth men’s touch cause in women.

 And too, he began to buck his hips up and down forcing his steel rod into my mouth and down to the rim, and back up. One of his strong hands gripped my skull and pushed in counter point to his hips.  He was fucking my face, and I could begin to taste his slimy cum as some leaked into my hot and hungry mouth. I felt in a sort of glory state that I could do this to a man; too turn his animal on so.

 Suddenly, he stopped the motion of his cock and held my head close.  “I want to fuck you,” he murmured. I want my cock in your cunt!” he said more forcefully.  He pulled his cock from my mouth with an audible pop!

 Pushing me backward, I was now on my back on the lounge.  He stood briefly, his cock rampant and shining from my saliva. Some dripped from his shaft as he reached down and plucked my top from my chest and pulled my bottoms from my legs.  He pushed his hand roughly between my thighs, forcing them wider apart.  Taking his giant rod, all red and angry looking into one clenched hand he knelt between my legs. Ryan’s dad seemed to tower over me, broad shouldered, more thickly muscled than his son, but with a man’s belly, thick hairy thighs, and a hungry look on his face.

 I heard him whisper more to himself than to me, “You’re so young. So young and lovely…”  I smiled up at him as he leaned down, resting his weight on his knees and one hand, the other holding his massive organ.  I spread my legs as wide as I could to accommodate him. This was an adult male; not a boy.  He pointed his tool at my cunt. I reached down between my legs and spread my labia as the head of his penis made electric contact with my clit. He ran the head up and down my slit. I move my hands to his neck and watched, hunched up, as his cock head spread my pussy lips as he stroked me up and down. My body was becoming focused on my groin as his cock stimulated my clit each time he rubbed it over the top of it.  His penis looked so much larger than his son’s did. I could see his cum filled balls dangling down behind his fist where it held his cock tightly.

 He kissed my forehead as he began to probe my hole.  I lifted my hips slightly to line our two sexes up, and felt him push, push, push into me.  At first just the head split me, spreading my vagina wider. I felt my head fall back onto the lounge cushion as Ryan’s dad slowly entered my tight, tight cunt. The feelings were exquisite as his thick shaft slid down some, pulled back just a little to coat itself with my flow, and then down a bit more; again and again.

 I loved the feeling of his gentle penetration, and it would be a lasting memory of that unusual day. Finally, I felt his knuckles touch my clit. I jumped when they did, the sudden pressure sending waves of pleasure through me, up to my nipples and down to my finger and toe tips.  He moved his hand away, and placed it alongside my shoulder as he pushed with his hips. His penis, pulsing with life, pushed down, and down and.., down into me. I sighed in pleasure as he bottomed out.  I wiggled by ass to seat him deeper and more completely into me. I could feel his entire length in me and the bulbous head pulsed wickedly in me.  He gently lowered himself onto me his size eclipsing me completely; blanketing my small form, and I shivered when his lower chest pressed into my nipples and mashed my breasts. He was so large on me that his chin rested on the top of my head, and I licked upward onto his neck, leaving wet trails from my tongue along the small whiskers there. This is now, truly, my fast real man.

 My hands wandered down his back to his hips and slid back up to his rib cage. I felt him begin to move over me and his organ began its long slide up and up, vacating my pussy, suctioning fluids up with it as it rose majestically from within me until just the tip, dripping my honey, was touching my now red hole. I felt my hot juices flow down over my anus and onto the crack of my ass, spread under Ryan’s dad’s weight. And then… And then he pushed is tool back into me. This time faster until his red cock hairs pushed into my pubis, the root of his cock shoving against my clit. My breath exploded from me. With a rush, and I grasped at his shoulders.

 His chest broke contact with mine as he began to pump in me. In and out his giant man-cock split my cunt, shoving aside my lips with each thrust. I could feel my cunt gripping his shaft as he pulled it back, only to shove it home again.  Again and again he pulled forth and plunged back into me. My eyes shut tight at the pleasure he was giving me with his mighty penis. He began to grunt each time he shoved his penis into me, violating my depths. And each time he grunted it was followed by a wet sound as his belly slapped mine and his large testicles bounced against my asshole.

 I began to moan and then to grunt with him each time he thrust home. “Ungh, ungh, ungh,” we said together, “Ungh, ungh, ungh,” as he pumped and my hips rose to meet his wetly.  I surrendered thought as he fucked me and fucked me and fucked me over and over. His son had never really fucked me like this, but he was still a boy, just a boy. This was a full fledged alpha male rutting on top of me, taking pleasure from my youth and my tight young pussy, and my young, almost flat tits; his cock outsized to my cunt.

 And I was in glory as he fucked me. Filling me over and over again with his body. His penis seemed to grow in me until it seemed to fill the universe. My stomach felt filled like never before as he thrust again and again into me.  My arms feel weakly to my sides as he fucked my small body. “Ungh, ungh,” he grunted over me.

 Suddenly, my body spasmed, leaping out of control as my stomach rolled in muscle gripping waves, and my thighs clenched his thighs, and my breath left me again, and the soles of my feet clenched in spasmodic pain, my toes curling. My fingers clasping and unclasping at nothing as my orgasm flooded my entire being.  My eyes flung open and I could just make Ryan’s dad out as he humped me like a bear, sweat now dripping from him onto my tiny 13 year old body. 

 Just as I was about to pass out from the pain and pleasure of his fucking, he rose up, pulled his cock from within me with a sudden, vacating move that left my innards feeling suddenly abandoned. He struggled up my body, and I knew what he wanted.  I leaned my head up, opening my mouth to his bulging cock.  He laid it on my tongue, and I could taste me, all ocean waves and slippery musk.  “Ohhhhhh,” he cried out as a giant rope of cum leaped from the slit in the tip of his cock head and flooded into my mouth. And again and again he spewed forth his white hot seed.  He leaned back, pointed his cock at my torso, jets of cum spurting out of his cock onto my chest, coating my small breasts with his blasts, each drop feeling like hot candle wax on my already superheated skin.

 His neck was taunt in a rictus that pulled his tendons tight, opening his mouth in a grimace as he spurted his cum. His balls rolled and flexed with each jet of his cum, until, until there was just a dribble sliding from the head, a long, slow drop onto one nipple. 

 Slowly, his breathing, and mine, returned to normal.  “My lord,” he said, “That was absolutely unbelievable.”  I agreed.  He milked some remaining cum from his cock. I opened my mouth to show him a wad of his cum still on cupped by my tongue.  “You are a natural,” he said, smiling down at me. “Swallow it,” he commanded.  And I did.

 His cum tasted stronger than his son’s did. It was somewhat more bitter and had a stronger male aftertaste.  I loved it more than anything I had ever had before.  He reached down and smeared his cum into my very, very sensitive breasts saying, “Cum will make them grow.”  Each time she ran a heavy hand over my tit, it sent large waves tumbling though me.  I reached down and cupped my small cunt, feeling it, seeing if it had somehow been left opened as wide as a soup can.  While tender, she felt just as before. Tight, and wet and wanton.

 Ryan’s dad then took his semi-erect cock and placed it on my lips, leaning forward. He commanded me to suck him, to clean him off. I opened willingly while he fed his penis into my welcoming mouth. I loved our tastes, his and mine together. Man and girl. Heavy and fresh.  He pulled himself from my mouth and hung his balls over my face. I reached up and held his sack at the base and licked his hairy balls, savoring the taste of my juices on him, and marveling at their size and their movements, seemingly independent of him or me.

 Finally, Ryan’s dad lifted himself completely free of me.  Reaching onto the floor, he picked up the pink shop towel and began to wipe his cum from me. “You’ll need to wash off before you go home,” he said.

 “Yes,” I said, “I know.”

 He bent over, his cock now flaccid, but still large and red, picked up his jeans shorts and stepped into them. “You’d better get dressed now, Elaine,” he said, the first man every to call me by my full, woman’s name. 

 Carefully, I pulled up my suit bottom, gently spreading my legs to fit the rough material against my tender, ravaged cunt.  I slipped my bra-like top over my shoulders, and turning, he tied the back strings together.

 He cupped my chin in his one hand, and looking at me with a serious _expression said, “You know, you can’t tell anyone about this…” I said I knew and he didn’t have to worry.  “Good,” he said. 

 I combed my hair with my fingertips, and replaced my ponytail, which had come undone during our sex, with the elastic band.  “I…” started to say.

 “Yes,” he answered.

 “I.., well, that was the most wonderful thing that has ever happened to me…” I stood on wobbly legs. 

 He reached for my chin again, and holding it said, smiling at me, “You were simply the best little fuck there has ever been.”  And I loved him for it.

 

“Can we..,” I began, but he cut me off.

 “No… We’d better not.”

 “Why don’t you just give Ryan a good time,” he instructed.  “He needs you. He needs to learn from you.”

 “But,” I whined, “I don’t know any more than he does.

 “Yes. Yes you do. You are a natural,” he said. Motioning, he said, “You’d better leave now before Ryan’s mom gets home. And there it was. I had fucked both son and father on the same cushion, and both had been momentous. Both had been wonderful.

 I walked through the door, blinking in the sunlight, and began to walk slowly down the street toward the beach. I heard Ryan’s dad call my name, “Elaine.”  I paused and turned. He said, “Say hello to Gina for me.” And smiled a broad smile.  I smiled back, thrilled.

 

Walking around the corner she stopped, as if hitting an invisible wall. There, in front of an open locker, she saw Robert, naked, erect, oblivious to all as he stroked his penis. Eyes closed, hips moving to the beat of his internal drum, he had obviously thought he was alone and could wait no more for the relief that he desired after seeing his teacher parading, almost flaunting herself in the swimming lesson.

She could feel the warmth in her groin as she gazed on the writhing teenager, stuck in his own erotic world. She reached down and gently touched the front of her damp swimsuit, feeling the fire burning and the blood rushing to her head. Gently pushing the leg of her swimsuit aside, she brushed her finger against her engorged lips, delighting in the feeling of the cool air blowing on her shaved lips, fanning her desire.

Licking her lips she advanced quietly towards her student, nipples erect with the feelings running through her head as she carefully sat on the bench, her head now at a level with his male hardness, able to view his juices seeping from his thrusting member. Lying back on the bench she too closed her eyes, and began to finger herself, touching, probing, enjoying the feeling of the other hand pinching, stroking her nipples.

Even when she heard him gasp as he opened his eyes and saw her there, she kept her eyes closed, willing him not to run, not to desert her, not to leave her like this. She breathed a sigh of release when she felt his hand touch her thigh, electric, convulsing, raising the hairs on her body with the strength of his desire and the longing in his fingers.

"Quickly" she murmered. "Now" she ordered, feeling herself giving in to the moment and keen for him to finish what he had caused her to start. Opening her eyes, she saw him standing there, still fisting his erect penis, a look of stunned belief on his face as her stroked her thigh, fixated on her fingers strumming her clit, stroking her lips, her wetness dripping from her hand. Urgency overcame her as she sat up, turned around and kneeled on the bench, presenting herself to him whilest spreading her treasures, teasing him, taunting him, infecting him with the same desires that were rapidly overcoming her.

She almost swooned as she felt him press his hard cock against her pussy lips, felt him stroke up and down, gathering wetness on his uncircumcised head as her readied for the final advance. He buried himself inside her in one easy stroke, she was so wet. Holding her hips he began to steadily move in and out. She felt herself responding as she continued to stroke her clit, hastening the end in her desire to achieve relief. She could feel his movements speeding up as he began to lose his rythem as he too moved closer to his zenith.

Panting, she shook her hair and almost growled as she felt herself losing control, running to the light at the end of the tunnel. Her whole being was concentrated in her groin as she marvelled at the feeling of him thrusting harder and harder, deeper, almost to her soul as he too moved closer to the point of no return. He groaned, a gutteral sound, his thighs trembled, and she knew he was close. That was enough to send her over the edge, and she felt her legs spasm as she started to orgasm. He too had reached his peak, and she felt him stiffen as he shot his load deep inside her. They climaxed together, lost in their own world as the feelings enveloped them and took them to nirvana.

But too soon reality overcome them as she felt his grip on her relax, and felt his penis soften and wilt as he came down from his wild heights of passion. She turned and smiled, proud of the look on his face, grateful for the feelings he had caused inside her and conscious that the flames that he had awakened would no longer stay dormant........

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He shook his head. “Just some western…there’s not much on.” He leaned back and began to tease her damp hair. “Feeling any better?”

She snuggled in closer. “A little, but I’m afraid the puss is off limits for tonight. Sorry, babe.”

He smiled and turned her face to his. “That’s ok…as long as I can be with you. Sex isn’t all we have, you know.”

She smiled and they kissed deeply, lovingly. When they finally pulled apart, she said, “I know, but I just love making love to you.”

He smiled and kissed her again. “And I love making love with you. But I also love sitting here and watching TV with you, kissing you, and just being together and holding you.”

She settled in against him, feeling the warmth of his body as his loving words warmed her heart. Whatever was bothering him earlier seemed to have passed, but she wanted to make sure. “Are you upset that I was flirting with Ashley?”

There was a pause until she looked up at him. “I’m not upset, but do you think it’s wise to bring more people into this?”

She inhaled a breath and released it slowly, mulling that over. “Hmm…you may have a point there. But I have to know if she’s really into me or if I’m just imagining it. Would you mind if I just hooked up with her and didn’t include anyone else?”

He considered this. “Does it really mean that much to you? I mean, you have five lovers already.”

“I know, but there’s something about her…she…reminds me of someone I knew back home.”

He raised his eyebrows. “I thought you told me you’d never been with another girl before Michelle?”

She shook her head. “She was a just friend…Lin…my best friend. And no, we never hooked up, but I often fantasized about it.” She paused. It was only a small lie. When they’d first got together with Michelle, it’d been before her, Lin and Jason had their threesome back in Williamstown. She lay her head against his shoulder and added with a sigh, “I really miss her.” When he didn’t reply for several long seconds, she said, “If it bothers you, then I’ll drop it, ok?”

He sighed and turned to face her. “Honey, I never want to stand in your way. I want you to experience everything you want to, but I just don’t want to risk losing what we have.” She started to reply, but he stopped her. “Put yourself in my shoes for a minute. How would you feel if I said there was a hot girl at school I wanted to try to have sex with. Wouldn’t you be even a little jealous?”

She held his eyes for a moment, considering what he’d said. It wasn‘t exactly the same thing, but she resisted the urge to say she’d have no problems if he wanted to bring a hot guy he met to their bed. “You’re right,” she finally admitted with a frown. “I’m sorry, baby.”

He pulled her close. “I meant what I said, though. If this is something you really need to do, then I won’t be upset. All I ask is that you keep it between the two of you.”

Angie nodded and kissed him, briefly on the lips at first, then it became more impassioned until they were practically devouring one another. Within a few minutes, Angie’s robe was untied and Steve was fondling her tits, pinching and teasing her erect nipples. She moaned into his mouth, wondering if just maybe her tender pussy could handle one more time. When Steve’s fingers began to rub her labia, she got her answer.

“Ow, please…stop,” she whimpered, pulling his hand from between her legs. She gave him an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry, I’m just too tender.”

“That’s ok, Ang. I think I’ve had enough for one day anyway.” He leaned in to kiss her again but she held him back, turning and cocking an ear toward the stairs. When he tried to ask what she was doing, she shushed him, listened for a few more seconds, then turned back to him with that mischievous grin he knew so well. Her fingers reached out and undid the button of his jeans. “Angie…” he protested, glancing up the stairs.

“Shhh…don’t worry about it,” she whispered as she unzipped his fly and reached inside his jeans. His cock was already starting to grow from their animated make-out session and she extracted it from his shorts, stroking it slowly. She looked up at him and licked her lips. “Nothing wrong with my mouth!”

Before he could respond, she bent over and took him into her hot, wet mouth. He wasn’t completely hard and she was able to take him in all the way, her lips circling the base of his shaft and his short pubic hair tickling her nose. He groaned softly and she felt his hips move as her tongue began to work along the bottom of his shaft. She pulled back and took him all the way in again, but he was now growing harder quite fast and she gagged a little. The next time, she resumed her usual style, taking him as deep as she could and pumping him with her hand. He moaned again and she felt his hand on the back of her head. This gave her an idea and she pulled her sexy mouth from his hard cock, still stroking it with her hand. She got on her knees in front of him and looked up.

“When I go down, I want you to move my head up and down, ok?” He gave her a puzzled look. “Pretend you’re forcing me to do this. You know, pull my hair, hold me down…fuck my mouth.” He gave her an ‘are you sure?’ look and she nodded, her eyes sparkling. “Uh-huh…treat me like a slut again! That was so hot!”

“All right, if you really want me to,” he said, taking another glance up the stairs. He could hear the familiar creak of the floorboards in the family room and knew they were safe for the moment anyway.

Angie grinned and opened her robe to display her beautiful breasts to him. She leaned up and squeezed them together around his cock, looking up at him. He sighed and rested a hand on the back of her head, then his lips formed an almost evil grin. She felt him applying more downward pressure on her head and released his cock from between her tits.

“Suck it, bitch!” he breathed, pushing her down even harder. She pretended to resist and he reached down and pinched a nipple, causing her to gasp. When she did, he pushed down again and moaned as her hot little mouth engulfed his cock once again. She let out a muffled “Mmmph!” and he began to pump her head up and down, his fingers gripping her long hair. “Yesss…” he sighed, “Suck it good!”

Angie was becoming more and more turned on and began to attack his cock with vigor as it was forced into her mouth again and again. How she longed to be able to deep throat him and take him all the way in when he was fully hard like this. She was going to have to learn to do that. She could taste his salty precum, becoming stronger and stronger as more of the clear, musky juice flowed from his cock.

“Oh, fuck!” he groaned after a few minutes of this. She felt his cock swell and lifted off enough to catch his seed on her tongue when he came. A few seconds later, she was rewarded with a healthy load of hot spunk, which she swallowed before pulling off and jerking the remaining shots onto her face and tits. When he was done shooting, she sucked him clean, her tongue laving his shaft and balls as he basked in the warm afterglow, his fingers entwined in her beautiful golden hair.

“Ahem.”

They both looked up to see Cathy standing at the foot of the stairs watching them with her arms folded across her chest and a very disapproving look on her face. Angie scrambled to her feet, wiping the gobs of semen from her face. Steve fumbled with his pants, his heart pounding. Of all the times to stop paying attention!

“Go clean yourself up, Angie,” Cathy said calmly, glancing at her, then to Steve. Without a word, Angie ran into the bathroom and pushed the door closed. Cathy walked over to him, still holding the same parental stance. “I thought you two might be up to something, but to be honest, I really didn’t need to see that.” Steve hung his head in shame. Busted by his girlfriend’s mother! She waited several long moments before speaking again, listening to the water running in the bathroom. “Just be thankful it wasn’t her father who came down here. As much as he likes you, Steve, I don’t know how he would have reacted to…to…that!”

“I…I’m sorry,” Steve mumbled, not knowing what else to say.

“It’s not all your fault, Steve,” she said, “Although you do bear much of the responsibility.” She sat down in one of the easy chairs as the water stopped and the bathroom door opened. A much more respectable looking Angie slowly crept out and went over to sit next to Steve, ready to accept her lecture and subsequent punishment.

Cathy studied them for a moment, then shook her head. “Angie, I thought you were smarter than that.” Angie hung her head and nodded. Cathy gave them each a long, hard look. “Look, I know I can’t stop you two from doing this. All I ask is that you never, ever do it again when there’s a chance myself or your father will catch you.” She paused for a moment, then focused on Angie. “Angie, we don’t restrict your time with Steve or impose unfair curfews, so there’s no reason for giving blowjobs in the basement while we’re right upstairs.” Angie couldn’t believe her mother just said ‘blow job’ but kept silent. “I know you’re becoming a woman, honey, and I can’t stop you from experimenting with sex. But if I ever catch you guys again doing anything beyond a little necking, there will be some serious consequences. Do I make myself clear?” They both nodded without looking up. “All right. Now, I think it’s time for bed.” She stood up and started toward the stairs. “Oh, and I’ll be doing random bed checks tonight, so keep that in mind.” With that, she was gone.

Angie waited until she was upstairs, then hugged Steve. “Oh my god, that was so embarrassing!”

“Tell me about it. Imagine me sitting here alone with your mother after that…not pleasant.”

“I’m sorry, baby. But I had your stuff all over my face. I had to clean up.”

He kissed her head. “I know, and I’m not blaming you. It was my fault. I should’ve known better.”

She sat up and took his hands in hers, her eyes wide. “Can you believe she didn’t ground me for life!? What’s up with that?”

He shrugged. “Beats me. Did you think she’d punish you?”

“Hell yes! Are you kidding? She practically caught me with your dick in my mouth! I should be packing for the convent right now!” She put her hand over her mouth. “Holy shit! My mother said ‘blow job’!” She began to laugh, trying hard to keep her giggles quiet.

Steve chuckled. “What, you think they don’t do that stuff, too? They may be our parents, but they’re still human!”

She thought back to the night she’d watched her parents having sex in their new house. She vividly remembered her mother on her knees sucking her father’s cock, although she hadn’t finish him off like that. She wondered absently if her mother swallowed too. She looked over at Steve and nodded. “Yeah, I guess that’s true.” She sighed and nestled against him. “Damn, I so wanted to sleep with you tonight!”

He pulled her closer and held her tight. “I know, baby, but there’ll be other nights.” She nodded and he added with a grin, “Besides, you need some recovery time and I’m not sure I could control my urges with you lying in bed with me!”

She giggled. “And I’m not entirely sure I’d want you to!” She sat up and kissed him tenderly. “We better go to bed before we get into any more trouble. Good night.”

He gave her a soft kiss. “Good night, Angie.” He watched as she got up and walked into her room, smiling as she turned and dropped her robe just inside. He took in her naked body and she smiled, then leaving the door wide open, she turned to go to bed. He watched her turn on the lamp and slip naked between the sheets. She blew him one last kiss, then turned off the light.

He sat there for a moment before he turned off the TV and went into the bathroom. He splashed cold water on his face and thought about what had happened and how lucky they were that her mother had been relatively cool about it. It could’ve gone bad - very bad. They’d have to be more careful in the future. He turned off the light and walked back out into the rec room, pausing in front of Angie’s open door.

“Good night, baby,” he heard her whisper from the darkness. He imagined the feel of her warm, naked body against his and felt his cock twitch.

“Good night,” he replied softly and went into his room, leaving his door open as well. Sleep didn’t come easy.

　

Michelle awoke Friday morning with a throbbing between her legs. She gently touched her pussy, which was quite tender but wasn’t the cause of most of her discomfort. Her asshole hurt more, although it wasn’t as bad as the first time she’d had anal sex. She desperately wanted to give Artie a proper welcome home. If he was average size, she was certain she could handle him in her present state. But given his size, she wanted to do all she could to heal her tender little twat. Maybe a nice soak in the tub would help. Perhaps the warm water would sooth her pussy enough to allow her to give him what they both wanted.

She spent almost an hour in the hot water and it did seem to help. Her back door still stung, but since there was no way Artie’s monster would ever fit in there, that wasn’t a concern at the moment. She carefully shaved her pussy, being extra cautious around her tender labia, then did her long legs and underarms. She wasn’t completely sure they’d even have the opportunity to have sex, but she wanted to be prepared.

She didn’t realize how much she missed him until now. Sure, there’d been moments when she’d felt his loss. Despite the unusual circumstances that had initiated their sexual relationship, she truly liked him and enjoyed spending time alone with him. As she dried off, she began to feel a longing for him and hoped he’d call soon.

She was dressed in her light khaki hiking shorts and a white halter and playing around on her computer when the phone rang. Eagerly, she snatched it on the first ring.

“Hello?”

“Michelle?”

A wide smile spread across her face. “Artie! You’re home!”

He chuckled. “Uh-huh, and I really missed you!”

“Aw, I missed you too!”

“Those pictures you sent…wow!” he exclaimed. “Not what I was expecting, but thanks!”

She laughed. “You’re very welcome! I wanted to make sure some sexy chick didn’t steal you away!”

“Not a chance!”

They chatted for a few minutes, catching up. When the conversation turned to meeting up, he told her his parents were going to be home all day unpacking so they’d have to go somewhere else if they wanted privacy. “How about the creek?” he asked.

“Sure. Hopefully no one will be there.”

They agreed to meet there in a half hour and she hung up, gathering up a beach towel, and slipping her bikini on under her shorts and top. She threw the towel into her backpack with her sunscreen, grabbed a couple of bottles of water from the fridge, and practically ran out to her bike. Suddenly, the pain in her pussy was forgotten and all she could think about was seeing Artie and finally feeling that big, hard cock filling her once again.

She arrived at the trail fifteen minutes later and bounced along it to the clearing. A quick glance around told her she was alone and she smiled to herself. So far, so good. She rolled her bike over to the trees by the path to the place they’d camped and pushed it into the woods until it couldn’t be seen, then went back out to the clearing to wait for Artie.

It was only a few minutes later that she heard the tell-tale sound of a bicycle clattering down the rough trail and within seconds Artie flew out of the woods on his mountain bike. He slid to a stop in the middle of the clearing and looked around until he spotted her, then pedaled over to where she stood, dropping his bike and running to her. They embraced and kissed, his longing for her overshadowing any lingering shyness after being apart for so long.

When they finally released one another, he looked into her eyes and smiled. “Wow, I missed you!”

She giggled and hugged him. “I missed you too!” She took his hand. “Come on, let’s go!” She began to lead him toward the path until he remembered his bike. He ran back and quickly had it stashed next to hers and they hurried along the trail to the campsite.

They arrived to find it was also deserted. Michelle grinned and turned to him, dropping her backpack to the grass. She lowered her head and walked slowly over to him, looking up at him and biting sexily on her lower lip. Artie watched her come closer, feeling his already semi-hard cock grow even harder. She reached down and grabbed her top, then pulled it off, tossing it to the ground carelessly. Her breasts were even more beautiful inside her bikini top as it forced them higher and closer together. As soon as she had her top off, her fingers went to the button of her shorts. By the time she reached him, they’d dropped to her ankles and she kicked them away. His eyes traveled over her beautiful body in that sexy bikini and as she reached around to untie her bikini top, he thought his cock was going to burst the seams of his shorts. She dropped it to the ground and a little moan escaped his lips as her breasts were bared to him. He reached out, each thumb circling a hard nipple and his fingers sinking into the soft flesh.

Michelle sighed and reached out to his shorts, undoing the button and tugging them down. She looked down and could see his long hard shaft extending down the left leg of his boxers. She looked up at him, licking her lips, then dropped to her knees before him. Without pausing, her hands gripped his shorts and pulled them down. As she gazed once again at his mammoth cock, she licked her lips unconsciously and reached out to grasp it. She began to stroke it slowly, watching his face. He had his eyes closed and it was apparent that he was enjoying her touch. She waited until he opened his eyes and looked down at her, then stuck out her tongue and touched it to the tip.

“Oh, fuck!” he groaned as she began to kiss it and rub her full lips all over the spongy flesh of his huge head. She could taste him now and it only drove her to want him more. Slowly, she opened her mouth and took the thick head into her mouth, rolling her tongue all over it as she sucked on it. Again, he moaned, this time a little louder. She took him even deeper, but knew about four inches was the maximum she could fit into her mouth before she started to gag. Once she’d taken that much, she began to bob her head back and forth, her jaw aching as she stretched her mouth wide to accommodate him. Her hands pumped the remainder of his length and he soon began to rock his hips. She kept this up for a few minutes, then pulled off to give her jaw a break.

“Mmmm…you taste good!” she exclaimed, licking her lips and grinning up at him. Her hands continued to stroke him until she was ready to suck on it again.

“Oh, god, Michelle!” he gasped, “You do that so good!”

She kissed the tip again. “That’s because I love sucking your big cock, baby. And I love being fucked by your big cock, too!” She looked up at him, her eyes pleading. “Will you please fuck me, Artie?”

He looked down at her, surprised at her words. This talk was a new development, but he kinda liked it!

“Oh yeah, I’ll fuck you!” he exclaimed, a smile spreading across his face.

Immediately, she jumped up and tugged off her bikini bottoms, leaving her naked except for her sneakers. She looked around the clearing, then to him. “Where do you want me?”

He made a cursory sweep of their surroundings and looked back at her. “Why don’t you decide?”

She stepped closer, shaking her head. “Oh, no…I want you to tell me what to do, not ask me.”

He raised his eyebrows. “Come again?”

She laughed. “It’s something we’ve been trying lately and it’s so fucking hot! I want you to treat me like a whore, tell me to suck your cock, bend over and take it from behind, throw me to the ground and ravage me…whatever you want. If it’s too out there, I’ll say so, but anything goes unless I do.”

He studied her for a moment, then a smile crept across his face. He looked around and pointed to a tree. “So if I tell you to go over to that tree and bend over so I can do you from behind, you would?”

She nodded. “Sure, but you can do better than that.” She bowed her head submissively and put her hands behind her back. “Tell your little whore what you want her to do.”

Artie thought for a moment. This might be fun! He went over to a soft grassy area and sat down, his long cock pointing straight up. “Come here, then…whore.” Obediently, Michelle walked over to him, her full breasts bouncing with each step. He gestured to his lap. “Sit…I want to see just how much of my cock you can take.”

She straddled his legs and got to her knees, his long cock already pressing against her wet, swollen labia. He placed his hands on her shoulders and began to push her down. She closed her eyes as his thick head pressed against her tender opening, then stretched her wide and slid in. She moaned as her pussy was filled with a mixture of exquisite pain and pleasure at the same time. Even her asshole hurt from the pressure being applied to her pussy. Slowly, he pushed her down…two inches, three, four…

Michelle was caught up in the incredible sensations as Artie’s cock was slowly fed into her aching pussy. She’d become used to the average sized cocks of Steve and Jake and was having a little difficulty with his size. She set her jaw, determined to please her guy, no matter what. She felt herself being opened up as five inches disappeared into her twat, then six. Finally, she placed her hand on his shoulder.

“N…no more…please…not yet…”

He nodded and stopped forcing her down. She tried to make herself relax and felt some relief, but he was so fucking big! How had she ever managed to fit his whole cock inside her before? With some effort, she rose up until just the tip remained inside her badly distended pussy, then pushed back down. She did it again. And again. She kept moving up and down until she felt her pussy expand and her muscles relax so she could move easier. She found that she was now able to take a little more of his massive tool every few minutes, but stopped short of the entire thing. She was still sore and she knew this was going to create even more pain afterward. No point in making it worse.

She looked at Artie and could see the beads of sweat on his forehead. His face was flushed red and he appeared to be straining hard to keep from cumming too quickly. She cupped his chin and he looked into her eyes.

“Does that feel good, baby?” she breathed, her slippery pussy sliding up and down over his hard cock.

Hey nodded, swallowing. “F…fuck yes!” he gasped. “Feels…amazing!”

“Mmmm…it sure does,” she moaned, pressing her tits against his face. “Do you want to cum, baby?”

“Oh god, yes!” he gasped. “I can’t hold out much longer!”

“Mmmm…good. Where do you want to cum, lover? In my pussy?” She ground down as far as she dared and he groaned. “Or would you rather cum in my mouth? On my face? My tits? Tell me…your little whore will do whatever you say.” Her last sentence was a sultry whisper and it almost drove him over the edge.

“F…face!” he gasped, “…and mouth!”

“Ooo…all right. Tell me when you’re close and I’ll get into position.” He grunted and she leaned in, nibbling on his earlobe. “I can’t wait to feel your hot cum splashing on my face…to taste your…”

Her sexy voice was the final straw. “Oh, fuck!” he groaned, “Now! Get up!”

She extricated her twat form his cock and got on her knees as he quickly stood up, aiming his huge cock at her face. She began to pump it and suck on the tip, encouraging him by whispering, “Come on, baby…give it to me!”

He grabbed his cock and pumped it hard, throwing his head back. Michelle made sure she was still in position and opened her mouth wide. A second later, Artie groaned and shot a thick stream at her, hitting her on the cheek before moving across her open mouth to the other cheek. He kept pumping and unloaded several more shots, leaving her face literally coated with hot, sticky cum. She’d never seen him, or anyone else, shoot so much at once!

When he finished, she swallowed what landed in her mouth, then dutifully sucked the remaining jism from his cock and licked him clean. Her face was a mess and she was thankful none hit her eyes. According to Angie, that stung like a bastard!

Artie looked down at the beautiful, cum-splattered girl kneeling before him and licking his cock clean. “Holy fuck!” he panted. “I don’t think I’ve ever cum like that before!”

Michelle finished cleaning him and looked up, grinning as the cum ran down her face and dripped from her chin to her tits. “Never this much, for sure! Wow! Have you been saving up?”

He laughed and wiped a gob from her forehead before it could drip into her eyes. “I guess I just really missed you and was a little…um, excited.”

She chuckled and stood up. “A little…yeah, right,” she said with a grin. She dabbed at the thick cream on her cheeks. “I better get cleaned up.” She started for the creek. “Are you coming?” He grinned and nodded, pulling off his shirt and kicking off his sneakers. Together, they waded into the cool water and began splashing and washing up.

　

A while later they were lying on Michelle’s towel, still naked and drying off in the warm sunshine. Artie was lying on his back and Michelle lay next to him, one leg draped over his. “So,” Artie said, “What’s new and exciting around here? Is the group still together or did Angie and Steve decide to go out on their own?” Michelle didn’t answer right away and he lifted his head to look at her. “Michelle?”

She waited another couple of seconds before replying. “There’ve…been a few changes,” she finally said.

“Oh? Like what?”

She was putting off telling him about Jake and Kristi, but knew he’d have to be told sometime. It seemed this was the time. She sat up and turned to him. “Well, some more people found out and we had to bring them into the group, like we did with you.”

He sat up, his attention suddenly riveted on her words and not her naked body. “More people? Who?”

She sighed. She wasn’t sure how he was going to take this. Kristi was never real friendly toward him and Jake was…well, Jake was Jake. He put an arm around her shoulders. “Michelle? Tell me…who else?”

“Kristi and Jake,” she finally said.

He stared at her, then broke out into a grin. “Naw, you’re just playin’ around! Jake I might believe, but Kristi? No way!”

She turned to him, her eyes meeting his. “It’s true, Artie. There are six of us now.”

He could only stare at her, knowing he shouldn’t believe this crazy story. But her eyes told him she was serious. “Jake and Kristi?” he repeated. “How?”

She related how they’d both found out about their group sex by seeing them at the creek. She also said that she and Kristi discovered they had real feelings for one another that went beyond friendship. When she finished, he sat there deep in thought, not saying anything for what felt like a long time.

“Artie? Please say something.”

He looked over at her, this beautiful, sexy girl who he’d fallen in love with. He’d been able to accept their little foursome, but now she’d been sleeping with two other guys and two other girls. Steve he liked and Angie was, well…she was Angie. He could deal with that. But the idea of Jake having sex with Michelle wasn’t a pleasant thought. And what about Kristi? She was never rude to him or anything, but it was obvious she didn’t really like him and they wouldn’t even be part of the same crowd if not for their mutual friends. Would she even want to have sex with him?

Michelle was looking at him with scared eyes and he realized he still hadn’t spoken. “I’m sorry, Michelle…it’s just a lot to take in,” he finally said.

She took his hand. “Are you angry with me?”

He shook his head. “No, I’m not angry. Shocked would be a more appropriate word.”

She tried to smile. “I know, I’m sorry. I didn’t want to tell you like this but it seemed the only way.”

He looked over at her. “So, you and Kristi are…what, lovers?” She nodded. “And where does that leave me?”

She moved closer. “Artie, it changes nothing between us as far as I’m concerned.” He gave her a skeptical look and she continued. “It’s like this: I love Angie, but you and I still started something special, right?” He nodded. “So, why can’t I be in love with Kristi, too?”

He seemed to consider this, then said, “Do you love me?”

She smiled at him. “Yes, I do love you. I wasn’t sure until you went away, and now that you’re back, I know I do.” She was surprised at how easy was to say that; how right it felt.

He seemed to relax a bit. “I love you too, Michelle. I think I always did and when you and I first…made love, I was head over heels.”

She smiled again and kissed him. “And what about Angie? Do you love her?”

His face blushed a little. “Yeah, I guess I do.” He looked up at her. “But it’s not the same way I feel about you. I always considered us as something…special, you know, like boyfriend and girlfriend.”

“We are boyfriend and girlfriend, Artie,” she said. “I told you that before you left, remember?”

He nodded. “So this doesn’t change that?”

She shook her head. “Uh-uh. When school starts, everyone’s gonna know you’re my guy!”

He finally gave her a warm smile. “I’ll be the luckiest guy in school.”

She laughed and hugged him, then looked down at his still soft cock. “Any chance of an encore performance?”

He felt his cock twitch at her suggestion and nodded. “But I want to go down on you first this time!” She giggled and lay down, opening her legs for him. He crawled between them and lowered his mouth to her tender young pussy, inhaling her scent. His tongue snaked out and licked her labia, making her squirm. He began to push in deeper, tasting her sweet juices and lapping up all he could. He pulled back the little hood over her erect clit and began to roll his tongue over and around it, bringing soft moans of pleasure from her.

“Oh, god Artie…yes! Right there! Ohhh…”

Encouraged by her reaction, he began to suck on her little love pearl and she let out a soft yelp and thrust her pelvis upward against his mouth. Her hands went to his head and she pushed her fingers through his hair as she rolled her head from side to side, her moans increasing as he brought her closer and closer to climax. His tongue flitted across her clit as he alternated between sucking on it and kissing it. Occasionally, he’d flatten his tongue and run it along her dripping slit, tasting her sweet juices before returning his attention to her clit.

Michelle was riding a wave of sensual pleasure that she never wanted to end. Artie was bringing her to the very edge of release, then moving from her hyper-sensitive clit to the pink folds of her labia and vulva. Whether it was a conscious effort on his part or not, the effect was that of keeping her in sort of a pre-orgasmic limbo that made her entire body shiver in anticipation of the inevitable mind-blowing release she knew was coming. She opened her mouth to tell him how good it felt, but found she could only gasp and pant. As he began to suckle her clit once again, she felt her muscles tense and a euphoric sensation touched every nerve in her naked body.

“Arggghhhh…!” she cried through clenched teeth as she climaxed, her back arched and her pussy pressed tight to his mouth. She groaned long and hard as she built up, then released with a long gasp of breath, her body twitching and thrashing in the throes of a powerful orgasm. Artie couldn’t maintain his lip-lock on her very long and pulled back to watch as her body twisted on the ground for several long seconds before she finally dropped limply to the grass, panting and her chest heaving from the exertion.

He crawled up and lay next her, his chin resting in his hand as he watched her come down from her orgasm. “Wow, that was a good one!” he exclaimed, his other hand caressing over her heaving breasts.

She let out a small gasp and her body twitched as his fingers lightly brushed across her highly aroused nipple. “H…holy shit, Artie!” she panted, grinning up at him, “You’re getting very good at that!”

He returned her grin, blushing a little. “Thanks…I love doing it.”

She reached out and he allowed her to take him in her arms and pull him down so that their bodies pressed together as they kissed deeply. The feel of her soft, warm skin was having an effect on him and he felt his cock begin to stir once again. Michelle must have felt it as well. She pulled her lips from his and looked into his eyes.

“Again?” she said jokingly, moving her leg so that it rubbed against his tumid cock. This only served to increase its growth and his face flushed.

“I…well…do you want to?” he asked, seeming embarrassed.

She stroked his cheek and kissed him. “Would you mind if we didn’t? I’m a little…tender down there right now.”

He smiled, nodding. “Sure, no problem.” He kissed her again, then rolled off of her. For several moments they both lay there naked on the grass staring up at the few passing clouds. He tried to will his cock back to a flaccid state, but the nearness of Michelle and the fact that they were both naked made that virtually impossible. Michelle spoke up, breaking the comfortable silence.

“What are we going to do after it gets too cold to do this outside?”

Artie shrugged, turning his head to look at her. “I dunno…I guess I never really thought about it.”

“It just occurred to me the other day. I mean, we could try to get together at someone’s house, but that would be risky.” She rolled over to face him, her heavy breasts almost touching as she lay on her side. “I have an idea, but I don’t know if it’s possible.”

He stretched out an arm and she happily lifted her head so he could embrace her, then moved in closer and lay her head on his shoulder. “What’s your idea?”

“What if we built a little cabin in the woods here? You know, just a small place with a wood stove and a big bed!”

He chuckled at her mention of the bed, but the cabin wasn’t a bad idea. “Hmm…that’s a great idea, Michelle. These woods are all crown land so no one would be pissed if we did that, as long as we kept it quiet.”

She nodded. “And maybe Steve could get us a deal on some wood and other stuff from work.”

“Maybe…but we’d need quite a bit, even to build a small cabin. Not to mention windows, shingles for the roof, and other things.”

She sighed. “Yeah, you’re right. But even if it cost us all a few bucks, wouldn’t it be worth it?”

He nodded as he watched her hand glide down his belly to where his heavy cock was standing at nearly full mast. “Sure, I have a little saved up I could use.” Her hand moved lower until her fingers encircled the base of his cock. She began to run her fingers lightly up his shaft and he felt himself getting harder. She moved them back down to the base, then gripped his shaft and began a slow stroke. He sighed deeply and closed his eyes, allowing her to pleasure him once again. She continued to pump his cock, using his precum for lubrication.

After a moment, she sat up, then crawled down and slipped between his legs. He opened his eyes and looked down at her heavy breasts as she knelt on all fours, her tongue flicking out and teasing the tip of his engorged cock. Their eyes met and she gave him a seductive and naughty grin as she continued to stroke his hard member.

“Oh, yeah, Michelle!” he groaned as she licked the tip, then her lips, her eyes still holding his.

“What do you want your slut to do now?” she asked, leaning down to kiss the tip.

“Oh fuck…” he groaned, “suck me…suck me now!”

She grinned and opened her mouth wide, then slowly pushed his wide head into it, the whole while watching his face. Artie found it so fucking erotic that she was looking at him while giving him a blowjob that he nearly lost it right then and there. She went down until she’d taken all she could handle, then began to move up and down, her hand pumping what she couldn’t fit into her mouth.

Artie watched this beautiful girl sucking his cock as her tits bounced and shook. Her long hair kept falling across her face and she was constantly brushing it aside. She was loving the eye contact as well. Artie sat up and took her hair in his hand, bunching it into a pony tail then holding it away from her face. She murmured her thanks and attacked him with even more fervor. She pulled her mouth from his cock long enough to gasp, “Pull my hair!” then went right back to the incredible blowjob. Artie hesitated, then gave her hair a tug. She moaned and looked up again.

“Harder! Treat me like a slut!”

Holding her hair in a tight grip, he twisted it so that he was pulling her head downward. She murmured contentedly and tried to take more of him into her mouth, gagging a little. He allowed her to pull off so she could catch her breath and she grinned up at him. “I love being treated like this!” Before he could reply, she went back down, her warm mouth enveloping him and her tongue rolling back and forth over the sensitive glans. He felt his balls contracting and knew he wasn’t going to last much longer.

“Oh, fuck!” he moaned, “Don’t stop! I’m gonna cum!”

Michelle began moving even faster, her mouth making wet, slurping sounds and her hand moving so fast it was almost a blur. Artie groaned and closed his eyes as he felt the cum boiling, then released it with a long groan. He felt Michelle stiffen as his load was expelled into her mouth, but she swallowed it all and completed her task by sucking and licking him clean before crawling back to lay in his arms once again.

“Mmm…I love sucking your big cock!” she whispered, snuggling in close. He was still catching his breath but squeezed her tight in response, kissing the top of her head.

They lay there for a while longer then reluctantly began to get dressed. “I’m going to talk to Steve and Angie about my cabin idea,” Michelle said as she adjusted her tits inside her bikini top. “You never know, maybe Steve can get some wood for free.”

Artie watched her dress. Even though his sexual needs had been sated for the time being, he could sit here and gaze at her naked body all day. “Sure, can’t hurt to ask, right?”

She shook her head and slipped her shirt on. “Nope.”

“Can we do this again tomorrow?” he asked as he took her hand and they began the walk back to main clearing.

She frowned and shook her head. “Angie’s moving tomorrow and I promised to help out,” she replied. “Maybe after though.”

“Why don’t I come by and help too?” he suggested. “Do you think she’d mind?”

Michelle laughed. “No, I know she’d love it if you did, baby.”

“Cool.” he said.

They rode back to town, only stopping for a brief kiss before going toward their separate homes. Artie watched her ride away before starting off. Tomorrow would be hard work, but at least they’d be together. And he’d get to see Angie again, too.

Rick was brought back to reality by someone calling his name. He looked down. Jane was kneeling in front of him. Can I be next, Mister Rick.

You want to have sex with me.

Yeah, I saw you fuck Trish and now its my turn.

I suppose the rest of you have picked the order.

Yeah, I want you to give me a baby too. It’s been two weeks since my period and I should be ovulating.

You want a baby at 13.

I’ll be 14 next month. My mom was 14 when she had me.

Well, okay but you must do every thing I tell you to do. You can start by sucking my cock clean.

Show me what to do I have never done it before.

Just swallow my cock. Then bob up and down on it. Lick it and suck it. It was a little hard to concentrate. I was like being on stage performing. In fact I was. Gloria was filming it all.

My cock was finally coming to life as Jane learned how to give a blow job. I grabbed her head and helped fuck her face. My cock grew in her mouth until she could not hold it all. Jane, I’m about to shoot my cum. I want you to swallow as much as you can. She was about to pull off and answer me when the first squirt filled her mouth. For a first timer, she was great. She only spilled a little. It ran down her chin and onto her nipples.

Did I do it right, Mister Rick.

Yeah, oh yes you did. Did you like it?

Yeah it was cool, but my mouth is sore from stretching so wide.

Have you ever played with your friends?

No, but I did watch two of the girls in the locker room kiss each other.

I pulled her to a standing position and placed her between Trish’s legs. I want you to lick and nibble on her pussy. Jane hesitated a moment not sure she wanted to eat her friends pussy. Jane do you want to have sex with me? She looked up at me with her questioning eyes. I want you to learn all about sex even with your friends. Slowly she placed her tongue on Trish’s pussy. That’s it now lick her. Tentatively she moved her tongue up and down Trish’s slit. I held her head in place as I convince her she want doing good. Now see the little nub inside, that’s her clit. Suck it hard. Trish moaned in response while holding Jane in place. I turned my attention to Jane’s pussy. I spread her legs then climbed under her. I rubbed her pussy. It made her squirm. A finger slipped inside her. Jane moaned as it explored the depths of her pussy. I felt her hymen. She was also a virgin. Removing my finger, I sucked her virgin pussy into my mouth. Her pussy was so sweet. Soon her legs began to quiver. I licked her clit as her whole body began to shake. Now was the time. I quickly got up and stood behind her round ass. A cute little ass it was. My hard cock slid easily into her wet pussy. As Jane shook from her first orgasm, I rammed my cock all the way into her taking her virginity. She gave a muffled cry.

I waited a moment then slowly began to fuck her.

Yes, yes, fuck me Mister Rick.

I reached under her and played with her nipples. They were stiff with pleasure. I pinched both of them and Jane screamed. I came with a roar filling her once virgin womb with baby seed. My cock began to shrink and finally fell out with a plop.

Bravo, the other girls hollered their approval.

I was exhausted. Please girls no more right now. I need to rest. Lets have lunch and then maybe I will do some one else.

I went to the refrigerator and began to take out the bread, lunchmeat and milk.

Gloria came over and took out the chocolate syrup. We won’t be needing any of that.

I was about to say, “What do you want?”, when it hit me.

Next: Chocolate Syrup for Lunch and maybe another friend.

A second part... soon...

 

            I pulled into the parking lot and sat in my car while I waited for my turn.  When it was finally my turn, I got out and sat on a bench while they went at it.  There was nine of them in all.  All with long blonde or brown hair (and one with shoulder length red hair) and amazing bodies.  There were two in particular that caught my eye.  One blonde and the other brunette.  The blonde had big, beautiful blue eyes.  she was about 5’4” and about 135 lbs. She was a little chubby, but a good chubby.  In the sort of way that just gives you bigger boobs but still makes you look like your not fat.  My perfect size for a girl. She had humungous breasts… at least 34 D.  She was wearing a blue bathing suit top and a pair of matching bikini bottoms.  She was on the side other side of the car so s he was facing towards me.  Every time she would bend over to wash my hood id get an eyeful of her wonderful breasts.  I knew she knew I was looking because in the middle of it she would look up at me and give me a wink.  Then she would adjust her top so it would all shake and jiggle for me. 

 

            The other girl, the brunette,  was a bit taller and skinnier than the blonde.  She was about 5’7” and had to be close to 100 lbs.  She had very small boobs, hardly B cups.  But she had legs that went on FOREVER.  And at the top of these long legs was one of the best asses  I had ever seen in my life.  She, too, was wearing a bikini bottom and every time she would bend over id get a beautiful view.  It was a dream come true watching these two girls wash my car.

 

            Everything was going perfectly fine until they were about done with my car.  I saw the two of them get together and start talking really quietly.  They then started to giggle and head my way.  The blonde spoke first.  “Hi mister, I’m Sara and this is Becca.  If you want, we can clean out the inside of your car too?”  I told her sure, and gave her my keys.  Her and Becca jumped into my focus and started to clean it out.  I was worried they’d find my dime bag of weed in my center console but I figured what would they do, tell their principal?

 

            I went into the McDonalds we were outside of to go get me some fries and a drink while I waited for the girls to finish up.  I couldn’t get the thought of Sara’s tits and Becca’s ass out of my head.  I couldn’t help but think they were both coming on to me. After I came out they were just finishing my car.  They hopped out and threw me my keys and told me in unison to have a nice day.  They then blew me a kiss and turned around giggling.  I got in my car and drove away back to my house. 

 

            It was a couple hours after I got home and took a cold shower when I decided it would be real nice to watch a movie and smoke the remainder of weed I had in my car.  I went into my car and reached into my center console to grab the bag but couldn’t find it.  I started moving things around and I found a folded piece of paper in it that I didn’t recognize.  On the paper it said “If you want your weed back pick us up after school tomorrow.  Love Sara and Becca.”

 

            I was in shock.  These two little teenage girls not only stole my weed but now wanted me to pick them up after school.  I couldn’t believe I was being blackmailed by little catholic girls.  I would be lying though if I didn’t say I was intrigued…

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Dark clouds hung over the land, rumbles in the distant.

 

“Good day to be inside, eh, Harry?”

 

Harry shrugged his shoulders silently.

 

“So your mom is giving us a ride?”

 

Harry flinched. Dallas was a good guy, thought Harry, but as with any guy in school, he couldn’t stand them when around his mom. “Yeah, she’s right there, in the white SUV.”

 

Harry got into the front passenger seat of the tinted vehicle. Dallas took the long way around, and got into the back passenger seat, so he could get a better view of Mrs. Valentini.

 

“Hi, boys, what’s up?” greeted the two as they entered the vehicle; it was the perky, dulcet voice of Mrs. Valentini, which Dallas had only the pleasure of hearing a few rare times previously.

 

Hi, mom.” Said a bitter Harry.

 

“Hey, Mrs. Valentini!” She was turned around in the driver’s seat, looking right at Dallas. The thirty-four year old’s blonde hair hanged around her DD-breasts, which nearly fell out of the top of her tight, white shirt. “Thanks for the ride.”

 

She put the car into gear and started driving. “Of course, honey, anytime.”

 

Harry decided he needed to arrest anymore contact between Dallas and his mother. “Dallas, we’re writing on the circulatory system, right?”

 

“Right, dude. I have my bio text. You got the book we took from the school library?” asked Dallas, as the car pulled into the Valentinis’ driveway.

 

Harry froze. “Shit!”

 

Mrs. Valentini lightly slapped her son’s knee. “Henry!”

 

“Sorry, mom. Man, I forgot it in my locker. We need that!” Seeing an opportunity to separate his mom and his classmate, he asked, “Mom, could you drive me to pick it up?”

 

Mrs. Valentini opened her door and stepped out, which was Dallas’s cue to do so as well. He quietly whistled at her ass and tight jeans.

 

“Honey, your brother’s just about to drive there; he needs to get something as well. You can go with him; I’ll give your friend the grand tour.” Mrs. Valentini smiled at Dallas; he returned it.

 

“Mom, I-“

 

“Here’s your brother now, Henry.” She called to her other son, who was starting his car. “Josh! Your brother needs to get something. Give him a ride?”

 

“Sure.” Replied Harry’s older brother. Harry stood stunned. He tried to look to someone for support, but could find none. He admitted defeat, and got into his brother’s car.

 

Mrs. Valentini lifted her palm, feeling for a few droplets of rain. “We’re just in time.” She said to Dallas. “Let’s get into the kitchen, I’ll get you something.” Dallas happily obliged, keeping his eyes on Mrs. Valentini’s wobbling ass the whole way to the kitchen. Sitting Dallas at the table, Mrs. Valentini gave her son’s friend a glass of milk and cookies.

 

“Wonderful, Mrs. V.” said Dallas.

 

“Oh, they’re nothing, honey…” Said Mrs. Valentini, drying a plate with disinterest. “You know, there’s something I’d like on the top shelf of the pantry, but I can’t reach it, and my husband’s been away on business for the week-Do you think you could reach it?”

 

“Anything I can do for you, Mrs. Valentini.” Replied Dallas. Considering her height, Mrs. Valentini should be able to reach it, Dallas thought. Well, you don’t question someone that hot. He got up and went to open the pantry door.

 

“Thanks honey. It’s a box of sugar, right on the top.” Dallas, stretching a bit, groped around for the box. Mrs. Valentini leaned back in a chair and enjoyed the show of the young man’s backside. “Oooo…”

 

Dallas finally felt the box, and brought it down. “Here you go, Mrs. V.”

 

“Thank you, Dallas. Sit back down, honey.” Said Mrs. Valentini, patting the chair next to her. Dallas obliged readily, attempting to conceal for sight the hard-on he had had since first seeing Mrs. Valentini in the car. “So, Dallas,” she continued, “I read your interview in the Press. Very, impressive, honey. You have a wonderful physique...” Dallas nearly jumped as he felt her put her hand on his leg, rubbing it.

“Thanks, Mrs. V-Valentini.” Stuttered Dallas. I can’t believe this….

 

“You know, honey, with the weather, I bet Josh and Harry won’t be back for a good long time.” Said Mrs. Valentini. She became more adventurous, as her hand spread further and further, eventually going between his legs. “Oh! Excited, Dallas?” Mrs. Valentini laughed.

 

Jeez!

 

Mrs. Valentini jumped up from her chair. “Let’s take that tour I talked about, eh? I’d love to show you my bedroom.”

 

Dallas nearly knocked over the table in getting up. “Sure!” The two went upstairs, and into the master bedroom. A large, king-sized bed dominated the center of the room.

 

“You know, honey, it’s been a bit lonely with Jack in Connecticut for the week. I’ve tried to stay satisfied…” Dallas then noticed a television in a cabinet before the bed; In front were DVD cases spread: College Boys Vol. II and Curious Studs No. 5 were but a few.

 

“But it doesn’t work so well, honey.” Dallas gulped as Mrs. Valentini continued.

 

Time to take the initiative. Dallas led Mrs. Valentini to sit on the edge of her bed. “Take a load off, Mrs. V.” She giggled. “I’ll take care of things, alright?”

 

“Sure, honey.” Mrs. Valentini’s smile grew as Dallas kneeled before her and began to remover her jeans.

 

Dallas pulled them down to her ankles, and then took off her moist thong. He licked his lips, and went to work.

 

“Oh, honey, yeah….Ooh!” Dallas looked into Mrs. Valentini’s eyes with a wonderfully mischievous glint in his, as his tongue flicked over her clitoris.

 

“Uhhh…oh! Honey, honey, wait.” Mrs. Valentini stopped Dallas. “Honey, I gotta do my part. Reversing positions, she sat Dallas on the bed, and kneeled before him.

 

“Sure things, Mrs. Valentini.” Said Dallas. “After all, you’re the host…” he murmured.

 

Mrs. Valentini unzipped Dallas’s fly. His eight-inch cock flew from his bulge.

 

“Ooh! Not quite as big as Jack’s, but good…I’m sorry, honey, I don’t mean to insult. I know you’ll grow!”

 

“Okay, baby, sure.” Dallas gently pushed Mrs. Valentini’s open mouth onto his cock. She went to work right away. While sliding her mouth up and down on Dallas’s shaft, she lightly squeezed his sizeable balls.

 

“Oh, fuck yeah, Mrs. V….Fuck, suck me down.” As she began to rub his cock with her hand, and lick his head, he murmured, “God, I’m gonna come!” She went faster until Dallas unloaded into her mouth. She swallowed every bit, and licked his head clean.

 

Mrs. Valentini stood and wiped her mouth. “Thanks, honey.”

 

“Shit, baby, we’re not done yet.” Dallas rolled over onto the bed, on his back. His dick still stood tall and proud. “Climb on papa.”

 

“Oo, honey!” Mrs. Valentini jumped onto the bed, mounted Dallas’s cock, and began riding.

 

Dallas smiled and grabbed onto her hips as Mrs. Valentini bounced wildly above him, her huge breasts flying from her shirt.

 

“Honey, yeah, oh, yes, I love it…Fuck, get it inside me!” Dallas always thought the moans were the best part, and he reciprocated in kind.

 

“Oh, baby, uhhh, uhhh. Mrs. Valentini, it’s great.” The bed creaked and strained under the pair’s thrashings. Dallas wondered what kind of nights Mrs. Valentini had spent with her husband before.

 

“Coming!” Dallas grunted, as Mrs. Valentini screamed out her lungs. She fell onto her back lying next to Dallas.

 

Mrs. Valentini slowly stroked Dallas’s semi-erect cock as he kissed her nipples.

 

“My boys should be home soon, honey.” Said Mrs. Valentini. Dallas got off the bed and began to dress.

 

“After your fine pussy, Mrs. V., I don’t think I can concentrate on the circulatory system. She giggled. “Tell Harry…I had to go home.”

 

“Anything, honey.”

 

Dallas stood at the bedroom door, he asked, “See you soon, Mrs. Valentini?”

 

She sat up on the bed. “And maybe, honey, I can convince Harry and Josh to go on Jack’s next trip?”

 

Dallas smiled. “Thanks for the cookies, Mrs. V.” He winked, and jogged down the stairs.

I then layed down as he was on top of me.  He started to finger me, and I was letting out moans.  I then told him to eat me, and as I could feel his tounge all in me, I let out even bigger moans.  I was so wet, and it felt so right.  He then looked into my eyes, and said "Do you want to try?" I told him yes.  He said he would go slow and try not to rush into anything.  As he said he was going in, I sat there as I bit my lip.  As he was going in, I was screaming in pain, but less then 2 minutes, I was loving it all.  I could feel my vagina tighten inside, and I let out an orgasm.  I never felt better.

We were still going at it, and we both heard a door slam in the driveway.....

TO BE CONTINUED

we got to talking and she asked, have u ever seen tits before."  i responded by saying, "yes" thinking that she meant, seeing tits from watchin porn.  she then asked me, "have u ever seen tits before in person."  i said, "no" because i hadn't and this was the last girl that i would lie to.  she asked, "do you want to see mine." i was dumbstruck and had no clue what to say but after 10 seconds i blurted out an eager, "yes."

she then proceeded to untie her bikini top in front of me.  this had given me an instant hardon and there was no way to conceal it.  as she approached me in the water i began to get nervous trying to get rid of my semi hard cock. she cornered me against the wall and i had no were to go. i then proceeded to run my hand through her hair and stare at her gorgeous tits right in my grasp.

i asked her, "have you ever seen a cock before" and she said, "no." then she asked, "Can i see yours."  i said, "sure why not" since she had shown me hers it was only fair. she went beneath the water and ripped of my shorts. when she came up she was extremely excited.  still partially unaware of what was happening i started to kiss her.  it was not passoinate but we eagerly let our tounges explore eachothers mouths.

after we broke our kiss i began to fondle her tits and play with her erect nipples. she was slightly moaning as i let a cool breath out on her nipples. she was what seemed like in heaven. she slowly started to stroke my cock up and down and then asked me, "can i give you a blowjob."  i said, "yeah, but not here. i want u somewhere more secluded."

she grabbed her bikini top and i grabbed my shorts and we put them back on.  while doing so i was thinking were can we go that would not be suspicious. i thought to myself about what some of the older guys that i knew said were they had their first blowjob.  "the movies".  i said, "why don't we go see a movie" and she said, "okay that sounds fun" and she gave me a wink.  we went into her house and asked her parents, "can u give us a ride to the movies." The responded by saying, "why do u guys want to go to the movies." i quickly responded, "we are meeting a couple of my friends there," and, "we need a ride." they said, "okay but u should get changed"

so i went home she went up to her room and we both got changed.  i couldn't help but think about her hot body and got a hardon again.  when we were both changed we went out to the front of her house and got into her parents car.

she was wearing a tight white t-shirt that barely covered her tits and it looked as if it was gonna rip at the seams. she was wearing a black miniskirt that went a third of the way down her thighs. i also noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra, but she didn't need one because her firm tits held there place fine.

when we got to the movies we really didn't care which movie that we were gonna see and we ended up in some chickflick not a big deal. didn't really watch it at all. when we got into the theatre there was only a couple of other people there.  we went into the back corner at the top to be away from everyone.

i was so excited that i was finally gonna get my first blowjob.  she took off her shirt revealling her perfect tits. and then she started to unzip my pants. she pulled out my cock and started to massage it till it was full length 6 inches (i was 12). she then licked the head of my cock and then took the rest of it in her mouth. as she was moving her head up and down on my shaft she was massaging my balls.  i then grabbed the back of her head, like i had seen in pornos, and started to push her head further on my cock and she started to gag.

about 3 minutes into my great experience i blew my load down her throat. she pulled her head off my cock and i blew more cum onto her face and into her hair. we got dressed and kissed for the rest of the movie.

i called her parents and told them, "umm... the movie is over and we could use a ride."

as we waited outside she kissed me and told me that tommorow we would have some more fun.

After a few more drinks i finally had a game plan and was ready to test the waters. I followed her outside and "accidently" bumbed into her. of course i made some lame excuss up and started a conversation. We started to talk and i found out her sister left her at the party to meet up with some guy. I could see the fear in her for being at a college party where she didn't know nobody. I made out like a caring good guy that would make sure nothing would happen to her. The conversation grew and information came in. Her name was Jen and lived across the state, her sister was a freshman that i didn't know. Jen was an average 14 year old, slim body, blonde long hair with a petite frame. She had to of at least been a good hundred pounds. My intentions grew when i found out that no one was looking out for her not even her sister. We stayed outside away from the partiers and talked about college life and how she couldn't wait to get out of school. Over the duration of our conversation I could sence her maturity for being so young. The party was dieing down and people were starting to scatter to their cars. I felt my chance of getting laid starting to decrease.

"I need to find my sister!" jenna replied softly.

Well, why don't you give her a call...

"I don't have a phone, and I don't have her number."

Well, I live across the street if you would like to hangout there until she arrives for you. I'll tell my friends your there in case she shows later. With a little hesitation she agreed to the terms.

"You seem like a trustworthy guy" she said sarcasimly.

"I'll go tell my friends to tell your sister where you are." I replied.

Walking back into the house I could feel my heart pound of enjoyment...what if she says no, what if i get cought...What if's were all that i was thinking. I found my buddies and told them i was heading back but not with a 14 year old girl.

once inside the house i took her straight upstairs to my room avoiding my roomates. We sat back on my couch and started to watch T.V. I offered to make her a drink which she accepted quickly. I got up and opened my fridge and grabbed a pint of rum i was saving for times like these. I poored about half the pint into a cup with a little splash of coke. And grabbed a beer for myself. I returned to the couch and made a toste to siblings and kids weekend! We both laughed as we drank...time was moving slow with chit chat. She was noticably tipsy after drinking half of her mix.

"so..what kind of movies do you have?" Jen Said.

Umm...take a look for yourself as i pulled out a shoebox of DVD's. Jen started to skim through them one by one. Looking at Jen kneeling down in front of me with her blond hair hanging over her face made my dick twitch in my pants. I started to play with myself as her focused was on the DVD's. I was imagining her tight pussy wrapped around my eight inch cock tearing her insides out.

"Wow" Jen cried Out.

"What, what is it!!" I soon jumped back into reality.

"you have alot of porn in here Curtis!" As she smiled.

Well, I'am of age and your not as i grabbed the porno from her had.

"Come on, your not being very nice." Jen stated

"I don't think thats a good idea for a young girl like yourself to be watching this. Besides you don't even know what sex is." As i started to laugh.

"Yes i DO! I mean i never had sex but i know what it is...Let me watch it i promise i won't tell anybody! Please please let me watch it!!" Jen protested.

Alright only if you promise you won't tell a soul. I snatched the hardest porno i had in my collection and popped it in the player. We both sat back on the couch as the movie started to play drinking what was left of our drinks. I started to sweat with the fact of watching a porn with an underage girl that all i know about her was her name. We both sat there for a few minutes watching this guy poundng away on screen.

"What does it feel like to have an orgasim...?" Jen mumbled under her breath.

Well, it's like your first kiss. I tried to rationlized it to her age bearings. It's a feeling that makes your body go completly numb.

"oh...I never kissed before!" she started to giggle.

"what, you never kissed before."

"No, I know all my friends have but i guess i'm to scared to try."

"Well i guess you can't imagine it then can you?" I said mocking her.

God, how could this beutiful girl never been kissed before. my body jolted with anxiety...I could see her eyes looking back and fourth from the movie to me. With all the dirty images I had in my mind of this little girl i was completly frozen. Shell shocked you might say.

"What you thinkin about?" Jen broke the silence.

"Just thinkin how it was to be young and curious again, thats all"

"I know! I'm So curious about sex but i'm toooo shy and scared to try it even talk about it..." She started to giggle again.

"Whoa Curtis i guess alchol makes you open up HUH!?" in her giggling voice.

"Sure Does!" I sat there in a daze.

Sooo...why don't you ask me some questions about sex or whatever being that i am older and all.

"I don't see why not WE did promise that this would be our little secret! Well, Curtis I have so many question where to start...?"

"why not ask me how a kiss feels?" I interupted her.

"HAHA...you said it was like an oragsim already silly!" Jen smiled.

"True, True...well would you like to feel what it's really like Jen?"

"What do you mean...like kiss you?"

"yeah, if thats okay with you?" i replied.

"I don't see why not it's only a kiss..."

She leaned over the couch with her mouth opened and layed the most unexperinced kiss i have ever had.

"wait" I said between kisses.

"what did i do wrong...I'm horrable aren't I" Jen said with soft voice.

"No, no you just need to relax...take your time" i said.

I reached for her head and pulled it close to mine. my fingers were fondling her earlope as i pressed my lips to hers. Our tongues interlocked as we exchanged saliva. My heart was pounding and my cock was about to jump out of my pants!! We sat there on the couch making out like there was no tomarrow! Cought up in the situation i somehow forgot this was a young girl...i put my hand on her inter thigh and started to message her pussy over her jeans.

"STOP" Jen yelled.

 I opened my eyes and seen her face beat red! I wanted her so bad but i knew the situation I was in.

"I'm so sorry Jen i got caught up in the moment! I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry...It just scared me cause i..you know i'm not use to it!" Jen smiled.

I layed back on the coutch starring at the ceilling looking for something to say. Got anymore questions Jen? Praying i didn't ruin my chance.

"Yeah i Do...what does a penis look like? I mean i seen one on film but not in real life! Will you show me yours?"

YES, Thank god. She still was curious! I don't see why not...I pulled my pants off and sat there in my boxers. My cock was at full staff pointing straight up.

"If you want to see it you have to get it out." I demanded.

Jen, reached down and lifted my boxers of my thighs. My penis was in full veiw as she sat there memerized of her first cock! We both locked eyes and nothing was said...she slightly smiled.

"go ahead touch it Jen it won't bite."

Her eyes wen't back to my cock as she put her fingers around my shaft. Stroking it up and down, observing the head and the base with her balms. I layed back with my eyes shut enjoying every moment of it.

"it's big! What does it taste like?" Jens voice filled the air.

I started to laugh at her question. Jen i don't know i never tasted one! Jen started to giggle at her own stupidity.

"Can i taste it?"

"sure Jen...just remeber not use your teeth!"

Jen started to lick the head of my dick as she stroked the base...i have to admit it was a good blow job for a 14 year old girl!! Her wet small mouth could barely open wide enough for my cock. I watched her slim body moving with the rhythm of her head. I pulled her long blond hair back to give myself a view of her mouth at work. I grabbed her hand and placed it on my balls and started to rub her balm across my sack. I could hear voices of delight as she cressed my balls and sucked my dick. I was in heaven...i was being sucked by a beutiful girl. After awhile i could see Jen Getting tired and i didn't want that to happen! I pulled my dick out of her mouth and layed her to the side of me. I could see my pre-cum dripping down on her cheek.

"what Do you think Jen?"

"Amazing...It tasted so good. Was that salty taste CUM?" She asked.

"sure was" i replied.

"I never felt this way before...my body is like you said numb. I think I had an orgasim ...i mean my panties are wet is that an orgasim?" Jen asked.

"Did you feel something coming out of you?"

"No, it's just wet!"

"that's not an orgasim Jen. you'll know when you have one!"

"I wan't ONE right now! I wan't to feel what it's like...Will you give me one Curtis? Please fuck me now!" Jen begged.

Those were the words of a 14 year old virgin. I stood up over Jen's little body and picked her up and headed for my bed. I layed her down and dimmed the lights. I Headed over to my entertainment center and turned of the T.V. and played some music that would cover up her childish moans.

"take off your clothes and spread you legs Jen!" I said in a very demanding voice.

She did what i said, flinging her clothes all over my room. Her petite body was sprawled out over my sheets. As i got closer i could see little hair on her pussy, her legs smooth and thin. I layed down next to her and started to kiss her like before...my hands grapping her small tits, flicking her nipples. Jen's arms wraped around my neck and she pulled my head down to her tit's where i was playing. I stated to suck on her nipples as hard as i could. Moving my way down here smooth belly i stoped at her belly botton licking around it while teasing her young twat lips with my fingers. Her lips seemed to be glued shut...I worked my middle finger gently into her as she spread her legs for easy access. I slid my finger as far as i could inside of her...her moans were soft and i could hear her pain in her voice as i started to jam my finger in and out.

"Oh my...ouch, ouch it HURTS! IT HURTS!" Jen started to squirm.

I paid little attention to her. I moved lower and placed my tongue over her pussy. licking her cunt clean...the taste of young was overtaking. Jen finally relaxed after i withdrew my fingers and started to eat her out. I brushed my tongue over her bald cunt rapidly, even once in awhile moving south licking her asshole.

"please Fuck Me Curtis. I don't care if it hurts! Make me cum!" Jen said with a loud moan.

I kneeled over her wippering body and massaged her cunt lips with the head of my dick! Here goes nothing i said as i spit my own saliva on my dick. I gently made my way into Jen's tight cunt trying to reduce the pain. After and after trying to fit it in i was getting a little impatient.

"This going to hurt...If you want me to stop let me know. Okay Jen?!"

"okay" Jen said laying hoplessly.

I rammed my dick all the way in her pussy...Her walls tightly wrapping around my eight inch dick. I could feel her pussy walls vividly trying to handle my dick. My thrust was picking up heavily, pounding in and out. I could hear Jen crying in the background but i couldn't stop. Her pussy was so good and tight...After awhile Jens cries were getting to me so i placed a pillow over her face to shut her up. Looking down on Jen's 14 year old body I could see the blood gushing out onto my bed spread! getting turned on even more i flipped her over with one hand slammed her doggystyle! I put my hands on to her waist as i pulled her body hard across my cock. I was horny and at that time i didn't care what i was doing. Pounding her twat from behind i noticed how small her asshole was! Could i put my dick in there i wondered to myself! Exclusive to her cries of pain i pulled my dick out of her pussy and put it in her ass. Her blood and cum gave me more lubricaton than i needed to rape her asshole. Almost standing over her i raised her ass in the air and drilled away. Jen was so small i put my left hand over the back of her head keeping her face and her cries to a minimal. As my right hand on her lower back giving me a stable stance. Her blood was all over our bodys and my sheets. i don't know what came over me but my sexual fantasy of fucking a young girl came somewhat violent. I was sweating as i shoved my cock into her ass, the friction of her inside was urging my dick to climax! Jen's cries soon silented and her body was very weak. Her tiny body was shivering as she collapased onto my bed. I pulled my dick out searching for something to say or even to do...I turned Jen over on her back and noticed she wen't into shock! She was lying there with a blank stare...as her body was trembling underneath me. She had no reconition to what was happening. I sat there starring at her in complete array! What have I done to this poor child? What am i going to do? After a short while thinking of what to do i realized i had to ditch her and ereas any tracks that would lead back to me. I wen't to my drawer and grabed a GHB pill that my buddy gave me as a joke. I forced it down Jen's throat and started to clean the blood up when i figured why stop...the damage has already been done! I walked over to the unconcious teen and started to once again play with her. The excitment of having my way with her got me rock hard in no time. I wiped the blood off Jens body the best i could...i picked her limber body up and placed it over  the coutches arm rest. I Spread her legs as far as they were allowed to strech and stacked pillows and other items to keep her from falling over. When she was in the position I liked 'doggystyle' I reached for my camera and placed it in view. I was going to get this all on camera! After the props where in place i started to fuck her pussy again! not missing a beat my dick was slamming even harder into the teenage cunt! I could still feel her warmth and the tearing of her pussy walls. Time and time after again i stretched that little girls walls apart. For hours i had my way with her, anal, pussy, blowjobs...etc. I even tied her hands up above my closet rail and held her lingering body over me as I sat in my chair. It was getting early and i knew she had to been missed. So one last time i layed her on the floor with her lower back arched up laying my dick inside of her...As soon as i was about to cum i pulled out of her pussy and stuck my cock into her mouth and cummed all down her throught and face! I smiled and gently said thats what cum taste like sweetheart! Shortly After i cleaned up the mess and sneaked her out of my house and drove down to the park and threw her in the ditch!!

 

Donna didn’t say anything to Jack until the following Friday night. She and Nicole had discussed it for a long time that Saturday and Donna had gotten comfortable with the idea. Nicole really cared about Jack and wanted to share this special moment with both of them. The subject of spending a night with Nicole every month had not come up with Jack since that first time. They were cuddling in bed and it was quiet when she started, “I’ve been thinking about Nicole and the once a month idea we agreed to.”

Jack couldn’t tell from her tone where she was headed, “Are you having second thoughts?”

“Part of me is always going to question what the right thing to do is. But to be honest the night we spent together was incredibly erotic on several levels for me. First of all, I love to pleasure you and I could see how exciting it was to you to be with Nicole. I know you are attracted by her innocent and inexperience and those are things I cannot give you. Secondly, I loved being able to experience Nicole’s sexuality in person. I mean I held her while she orgasmed. How much more intimate can you be?”

Jack agreed, “I think I know what you are saying. As wonderful as the sex we have is, Nicole did add an element that we could never recreate on our own. How does Nicole feel about all this?”

Donna smiled, “Well, we talked last weekend. She is definitely interested in another night together.” She hesitated before continuing, “She wants to give you her virginity.”

“What? Are you serious?”

“Jack, she wants you to be her first.”

“What do you think?”

“You are very gentle and considerate lover and I think you would be a beautiful introduction for her into the joys of intercourse. When you were pleasuring her with your tongue I was imagining your cock inside her.”

“The thought crossed my mind too.”

“I’m sure it did. She’s not on the pill yet but you could use a condom with her. I gave her a vibrator to practice on”

Jack stopped to imagine Nicole on her back with a vibrator pushed inside her sweet young pussy. “Now there’s an image.”

Donna’s hand reached down to feel his swelling cock. She started to stroke him as she teased, “Jack wants my little Nicole’s pussy. He wants to put his big hard cock inside her tight young cunt, doesn’t he?”

Jack pulled her close and kissed her, pressing his hardness against her as his hands caressed her smooth skin. He kissed her neck and whispered into her ear, “Jack wants Donna’s pussy.” His fingers found their way between her legs and he played with her. As she responded to his touch he spread her lips and felt her wetness. “Jack wants to taste Donna’s sweet pussy.”

She crawled up to straddle his face, positioning herself over his mouth as she held the headboard for support. Lowering herself she felt his tongue move up and down her slit. Jack pushed his tongue inside her and she moved up and down on it, slowly fucking his tongue. Her fingers massaged her clit as Jack licked her. Totally enjoying herself, Donna turned around to a 69 position. After ensuring her pussy was still positioned over Jack’s mouth, she leaned over and took his cock into her mouth, slowly sucking him.

Knowing her oral attention was bringing him close to orgasm, she slid her body further down his body and, facing away, took him inside her wet pussy. Donna leaned back and rode him, moving up and down and loving the feel of his cock inside her. She felt loved, complete, and totally accepted to be with him. Wanting to cum, she rubbed her clit and moved faster. As the first wet spurts of Jack’s ejaculation entered her, she cried out and came, feeling the waves of her orgasm through her whole body.

 

Chapter 12

 

As Jack and Donna made love, Nicole lay in her bed thinking about sex. It would be another week before she could spend another evening with Jack and her Mom. She imagined Jack’s cock inside her. The vibrator was fun but sex was so much more enjoyable when someone else was involved. She was careful not to flirt too much with Jack even though at times she just wanted to run around the house naked.

Nicole thought about Jack and Donna in her Mom’s room. The thought that they were having sex made her even more aware of her own needs. The simple fact was she was horny and looking for something to do about it. She glanced at the computer in her room and considered the online chat rooms. The chats with Jack had been fun and there must be someone she could find to chat with.

After logging on and checking her e-mail, she called up the list of available chat rooms. There certainly seemed to be something for every interest from politics to music to, of course, sex. It took some time to make her way through the lists and find something that seemed interesting. She finally settled on a room titled “nudist at home”. The listing said there were 32 other people in the room when she entered and it did not take long before she began to receive several Instant Messages.

 

Xman4599: Hey Baby, What’s going on?

SJonesinTX: I’m Steve. ….Want to chat?

HappyNude45: Are you a nudist too?

 

            Nicole ignored most of the IM’s. Many were stupid or rude and she knew they were not someone she wanted to chat with. After she was in the room awhile the IM’s slowed down and she followed the chat in the room. She was getting bored and about to find another room when a new IM got her attention.

 

DakotaDadof2: Hi, I’m Bill, 45, a dad of 2 girls. How are you tonight?

 

            Nicole was curious about a dad in a nudist room and decided to reply. She wondered if people really went around nude at home. An image of Jack, Donna, and herself nude popped into her head and she realized she liked the idea.

 

Nikk0523: I’m ok.

DakotaDadof2: Great. Nice to meet you. Can you tell me about yourself?

Nikki0523: I’m Nicole. I’m 15, is that ok?

DakotaDadof2: Hi Nicole. My 2 step-daughters are about your age. Julie is 15 and Meghan is 12.

Nikki0523: That’s cool.

DakotaDadof2: What brings you to this room? Are you a nudist?

Nikki0523: No, it just sounded interesting. Do you go nude at home?

DakotaDadof2: I guess I’ve been a part time nudist since I got married 5 years ago.

Nikki0523: What do you mean by part time?

DakotaDadof2: My wife, Nancy, was a single parent and never made a big deal about being nude when it was just her and the girls. Things did not change too much after I moved in.

Nikki0523: Like everyone walks around undressed?

DakotaDadof2: We aren’t nude all the time. Nancy and I sleep in the nude, sometimes we swim nude in the pool and the bathroom door doesn’t always get closed when we pee. It was an adjustment for all of us but I think we have all gotten comfortable with it.

Nikki0523: Sounds like a cool way to live. You must like seeing the girls naked.

DakotaDadof2: What guy wouldn’t enjoy it? They are cute girls. It has been fun seeing the changes as they got older. Sometimes we even shower together.

Nikki0523: You and the girls?

DakotaDadof2: The house has a big walk-in shower. Nancy has a thing about showering before bed. When it was just her and the girls they did it together most nights. It was quicker and easier. Things kind of continued after I moved in.

Nikki0523: And they like seeing you?

DakotaDadof2: They seem to. I am the only male in the house.

Nikki0523: I can understand that. I grew up with just my Mom. Do they ever see you, you know, hard?

DakotaDadof2: It happens. Like if Nancy is in the shower with me. She insists on helping me wash. That usually gets me going. The girls would watch and sometimes even help too. Meghan has always loved to help out.

Nikki0523: Would she wash you everywhere?

DakotaDadof2: LOL, Meghan is very thorough. She does not miss a thing. I think it has helped to satisfy some of her natural curiosity. Guys are certainly less of a mystery.

Nikki0523: That’s awesome.

DakotaDadof2: Who is in your family?

Nikki0523: Just my Mom and me, and her boyfriend Jack.

DakotaDadof2: How would you feel if he saw you nude?

Nikki0523: Well, he’s seen me.

DakotaDadof2: Oh really, was it an accident of something? Did it bother you?

Nikki0523: Kind of a long story. It wasn’t an accident and I liked that he saw me.

DakotaDadof2: Bet he liked it too.

Nikki0523: LOL I know he did.

DakotaDadof2: Have you seen him nude too?

Nikki0523: Well, we were all kinda nude together one night. Jack, my Mom, and me.

DakotaDadof2: This sounds interesting. Tell me more.

Nikki0523: Mom and I did a strip show for him and then we all fooled around together.

DakotaDadof2: What a lucky guy. You were ok with all this?

Nikki0523: It was great. Jack went down on me and then I watched him have sex with my Mom.

DakotaDadof2: That is so erotic. You have me hard here just thinking about it.

Nikki0523: Are you really hard? That’s so cool.

DakotaDadof2: I am rock hard. I wasn’t going to share this but the girls and I fool around a bit too.

Nikki0523: Really? What do you do?

DakotaDadof2: Back when we were first married, the girls would shower at night and then Nancy and I would get in after them. We would wash one another and more times than not I would get aroused. Sometimes the girls were still there and they would see us together. It was weird but Nancy was OK with it. One night Nancy jacked me off while they watched. That kind of opened the door for other things.

Nikki0523: I’d like to see that too. What else happened?

DakotaDadof2:  Nancy is a nurse and she works an occasional evening shift. On those nights the girls showered with me. One night we were washing one another just like they had seen Nancy and I do. I got hard and Julie jacked me off. Another night Meghan wanted to do it. The nights that Nancy worked became the nights we fooled around.

Nikki0523: How fun! Now you have me turned on too. All this chat about sex. I love it. Tell me more.

DakotaDadof2: I love that you are excited by this. Are you touching yourself?

Nikki0523: My hand is in my panties.

DakotaDadof2: mmmmm….wish I could watch that.

Nikki0523: LOL I would let you. Tell me more about you and the girls while I touch myself.

DakotaDadof2: For quite awhile all they did was stroke me. Then one night they saw their Mom sucking on my cock and it wasn’t too long before they wanted to try that too. I was also feeling them up when I washed them, rubbing their butts and their pussies. They liked the attention too.

Nikki0523: I love it.

DakotaDadof2: Julie was getting older and starting to mature. I loved seeing the changes in her body. Puffy nipples and the first pubic hairs. One night in the shower I was behind her and I pressed my cock into the soapy crack of her ass while I rubbed her pussy and nipples until we both came. Of course, the next time Meghan wanted me to do her butt. LOL

Nikki0523: That is so hot. Did their Mom know what you were doing?

DakotaDadof2: I told her everything. She was OK. We only played on the nights she worked. It was a special time for the girls and me.

Nikki0523: Do you still play with them?

DakotaDadof2: Not so much with Julie. She is more interested in the boys her age. But Meghan always seems to want to join me. Her little body is maturing too.

Nikki0523: You’ve given me all kind of ideas. I think I need to spend more time in the shower. LOL

DakotaDadof2: LOL There’s always room here.

Nikki0523: Wish I could join you. Are you still hard?

DakotaDadof2: Very hard. Want to get off together?

Nikki0523: Can we?

DakotaDadof2: Imagine us in the shower. Naked. Warm water flowing over us. All soapy.

Nikki0523: Feels so good.

DakotaDadof2: I’m behind you with my arms around you. My hands caress your breasts and nipples as my hard cock presses between the cheeks of your butt.

Nikki0523: I love how you feel.

DakotaDadof2: You feel me cock rub and press against your sweet asshole as my hand touches your pussy lips. I feel you push back against me as my cock slides up and down your butt crack.

Nikki0523: I am so wet. You are going to make me come.

DakotaDadof2: I rub your sensitive clit as my cock moves faster against your ass.

Nikki0523: Coming!!!!

DakotaDadof2: As I feel your body orgasm my cock explodes, shooting my hot cum on your ass.

Nikki0523: Oh wow!

DakotaDadof2: That was good.

Nikki0523: Sure was. This was great.

DakotaDadof2: You are a lot of fun.

Nikki0523: I should get to bed.

DakotaDadof2: I need to go too. Maybe we can chat again.

Nikki0523: I would like that. See ya.

DakotaDadof2: Bye

 

            Nicole logged off and went to lie on her bed. She was comforted to know she was not the only girl doing what she was doing. She also wondered how many others there were. Was this a common thing? It wasn’t like you could ask anyone. Dressed only in a t-shirt she lay there and wondered what would happen with her Mom and Jack as she drifted off to sleep.

 

I walked in on the girls to let them know Grandpa was up to something so if anything didn't seem right later they could call it off. Cass had on her school uniform of crisp white blouse and short check skirt. Her school tie hung loosely around her neck and knee high white socks and shiny black shoes completed her outfit. Tammy was like a young Madonna dressed in a cutoff t-shirt and frilly black skirt. She wore red high heel shoes, black stockings to mid thigh and lots of wispy scarves holding up her hair. The make up had been applied and the girls were practising some dance moves. I went to try the door again and as I was reaching for the handle Grandpa pushed it open, nearly knocking me over.

"Ah, my boy. Your Grandpa would like to tell you his surprise." Grandpa grinned as he closed the door so I couldn't see the bar area.

This was his surprise. He had invited a dozen old army buddies to the show to make it look like a crowded bar. They would give the girls money as they danced and the girls could keep it afterwards. He stressed that "no sex" was going to take place as most of the guys were 60 plus. They just wanted a chance to see some young attractive women again to make them feel young once more. I told the girls and Tammy was all for it but Cass was a bit put off by all the old guys who would be checking her out. Finally the idea of no sex and free money enticed her to go on. I told Grandpa it was a go and went with Ben to get in position to film the action.

We hit the lights and kicked in the music. "Start me Up" blasted from the CD player and the guys erupted in a series of hoots, whistles and cat calls. As the girls made their way to the bar top the volume increased as the men caught sight of the performers. The girls took up positions at either end of the bar, wrapping themselves around poles we had placed there earlier. The guys were slapping the bar and waving their arms about, it looked great through the camera lens.

The intro music stopped and Joe Cockers "Leave Your Hat On" kicked in. The girls began to twirl around the poles and strut towards each other. When they met Tammy took off Cassies tie and Cass pulled a scarf from Tammys hair. They threw them to the crowd who notched up the volume once more. Back to the poles and some bending and turning plus a little flash of knickers and bums. Once more to the centre of the bar and Tammy undid some buttons on the white blouse while Cass lifted the t-shirt to reveal some lace covered titties.

Once more to the poles for some more twirling, posing and flashing. Cass was humping the pole pressing he pantie covered pussy hard against the brass rod as she rose and dipped with the music. Tammy was wrapping her tits around the pole and giving it a lick as she slid down. The girls stepped back to the centre of the bar and as they met the t-shirt and the blouse came off and went into the crowd. Money was being thrown onto the bar around the girls who now stood boob to boob and when they stepped back the bras came away from their young, firm breasts. The old guys went nuts, hooting and hollering to wake the dead. As the girls slow stepped along the bar they undid the zips and the skirts joined the tops in the crowd leaving the girls in  just thong briefs as the music died away.

I was filming an old guy named Karl who was positioned directly in front of Tammy. He had his arm on the bar and was holding a $20 bill in his hand and waving it at Tammy. He was holding it in an odd way, with his thumb and little finger, while using his remaining fingers to wave Tammy closer. She held the pole as she squatted right in his face slowly opening and closing her legs to show him her lace covered mound. Karl was pretty quick for an old guy because as Tammy frog hopped closer two of Karls fingers pulled aside the thong and the third jammed itself up her cunt.

Tammy slammed her thighs together trapping Karls hand but by the smile on his face he was in heaven. His friends were going off big time as more money hit the bar. I got a nod from Tammy that she was fine with what was happening so I continued to film. She stood slowly keeping Karls hand between her thighs for as long as possible until she stood beyond his reach. He proudly waved his pussy slimed finger to his buddies and that bought forth more cheering.

Now some Latin music from Ricky Martin leapt from the stereo and the girls got into some serious booty swaying. The guys were pounding the bar and trying to grope the girls when from nowhere one of the guys pops up between the girls, stark naked and with a raging hard on. Tammy never blinked an eye as she grabbed the ageing piece of meat and whipped it till it boiled. Cum fountained from the penis to shoot over the crowd and that was it. Soon all the guys had their dicks out and were lining up to be jacked off by the girls.

I didn't know where to point the camera, events were getting out of control, then Grandpa's friend Norm waved a $100 bill at Cassie and shook his penis at her. She knew what he wanted and dropped to her knees and took hold of his dick and fed it into her mouth. A loud "Aawwwhhhh" issued from the crowd and then silence as they stood and watched their friend got sucked off by a girl younger than his own grand-daughter. Cassie bobbed her head to the music as her cheeks sucked in with each swallow. Norm had his hand on the back of her head as he fucked her face while his own face changed from pale white to beet red as he strained to hold back the coming eruption from his loins. Soon it was too much for him to take and he pulled his dick out of her mouth as the first jet of cum splattered her face. Some went in her mouth and then the next shot sprayed her neck and breasts. Cass milked his dick of every last drop as she looked straight at the camera with white gobs of goo smudging her make up.

Tammy was not about to be upstaged and quickly whipped off her thong to display her neatly trimmed pussy to the crowd. She was waving both hands at the guys urging anyone to come forward. I could not hear what she was saying to the guys due to the music and the cheering which had started again. First Cliff, then Lenny waved money at her but I was suddenly stunned beyond belief as my Grandpa slapped a wad of cash at Tammys feet and with a roar of encouragement from the crowd climbed onto the bar. I was having a tough time filming my naked Grandpa but I thought a quick BJ and its over and I could edit it out later. Boy was I wrong.

Grandpa's cock wasn't long but it was thick. He spat on his hand and rubbed his cock to coat it and get it slick for entry into Tammy's pussy. Tammy had her shoulder braced against the brass pole and her legs spread wide. Grandpa rubbed his cock head into Tammy's slit till he found the hole. With a flex of his hips the cock entered Tammy and as she opened her mouth to release a groan a cock was stuffed into her mouth. Grandpa had worked his cock fully into Tammy and was starting to get into a good rocking action.

Every where I looked old men had cocks in hand, in mouths or in cunts. Anyone not actually with one of the girls was wanking his cock to keep it hard till their turn arrived. Cass had a guy under her as she rode his cock plus to maintain her balance held a cock in each hand. Grandpa had worked up a sweat and popping his cock from Tammy's cunt launched a stream of cum across her backside that drained down her arse crack. The guy at her face also pulled out of her mouth and sprayed his cum from her forehead to her chin painting her face in white stripes and blobs.

Cass leant back till the cock in her cunt spilled free and shot it's load into her pubic hair. The two guys she was jerking off grabbed their cocks for the final moments and as one covered her breasts in gooey cum. I was glad it was all coming to a close without any of the old guys having a heart attack or stroke.

The music finished and all the guys let out a roar as the girls stood on wobbly legs, their faces and bodies covered in cum. Suddenly one guy stuck a $20 bill to a blob of cum on Cass. Soon all the guys were pushing money at the girls and as they headed for the ladies room a trail of notes followed them. Ben and I went as well while Grandpa got the guys calmed down, cleaned up and out of the bar.

I waited in the hall with Ben for a few minutes trying to work out what to say to the girls about the crowd when I heard squeals of laughter from the room. Cass and Tammy were in fits talking about all the old dicks and how the old guys went at it. They were not upset in the least and couldn't wait to see the footage. Suddenly Ben swung the camera up and filmed the girls and all the money scattered about the area saying this would make a great final shot.

Well everyone got cleaned up and the guys had gone when we came out. They had even packed the lights and props in the van. All up the girls scored nearly a $1000 for the mornings "work". Granpa mumbled an apology but Tammy just gave him a kiss and that seemed to smooth everything over. As the regular crew were arriving to set up we beat a hasty retreat home to look at the footage.

The next few weeks were spent by me editing the footage down to the required film length. Ben got some music and sound effects from the net as well as retaping some of the dialogue. Cass did a nifty intro and credits screen as well as designing a cover for the DVD case. Tammy prepared the final presentation to be read to the class telling what our film was about and how we went about the creative process. I read it and while factual it wasn't exactly true making no references to any sex.

It was finally done, ALL our footage was copied to disk as well as a seperate movie disk of roughly one hour. I made copies for each of us to keep, plus one for Grandpa, and we headed off for the last day of term before our summer break. Tammy gave our presentation and made our movie sound so dull and uninteresting that no one would be wanting a copy in a hurry.

Classes over we made our way home and as I walked in the front door the phone was ringing and answering it found Cass on the other end all flustered and breathless telling me to come back to her house, NOW. I didn't exactly rush because what could have happened in the past twenty minutes since I left that got her all excited. Reaching her front door it was pulled open by Cass before I could knock.

"What's the drama? Couldn't it have waited till tomorrow?" I asked sternly.

Cass dragged me to the room her father kept locked and explained how another DVD had arrived yesterday and that she had put it on as soon as she had got home to see what her parents had been up to on their weekend away when she found this. Cass pressed the play button and the scene focused on her mother bent over the arm of a sofa as she was fucked from behind by an unknown man. Then as the camera drew back the man was revealed as non other than Mr Chek, our AV teacher. I turned to face Cass and we gave each other a high five as we screamed "A+" to no one in particular.

 

 

 

   

 

I think for a moment. I am almost twice her age. But she is really cute and I'm getting real turned on by the thought of this.

"Well do you want to see it now?"

"Yes. If you don't mind"

"Ok but remember Rachel, this was your idea"

I stand, lock the door and go to the couch in front of my desk where she is sitting.

I say, " I'll let you do it" and she sits up so that my crotch is in front of her face and she loosens my belt. " I can't believe I'm doing this" she says. She unzips my fly slowly and my pants fall to the floor. My cock is already half hard by this time so I think I'll make an good first impression. She pulls down my briefs and my cock springs up causing her to move away a little bit.

"oh my gosh!" she says loudly.

" Quiet Rachel! There's an office next door and the walls are kinda thin".

"I'm sorry". She just stares at my cock in amazement and as she looks on it just keeps getting more erect. She comments on how it is growing. I tell her it is very arousing for me to do this. My cock is just inches from her face and she is just studying it from every angle. She comments on the size. I am 7.5" long and 6.5" in circumference( yea, she measured it one day).

By now I am fully erect and pointing up in a direction over her head. She wants to touch it. I say ok. She touches the head with her finger and then runs it along the shaft.

" It's just so hard " she says.

I'm wondering how long I will last before I come (about 15 minutes) , how long it will be before she sucks it( about 3 weeks), and how long before I can fuck her(about 8 weeks).

She's a petite girl, only 4' 11" and she has small hands that look really good on my cock. I sit down on the couch beside her and show her how to stroke it. She is fully clothed and my pants are around my ankles. Her inexperience shows. Finally she gets it going with that little hand. Then I show her how to do it with both hands.

When have orgasms I produce quite a large amount of semen so I proceed to remove my shirt because the stuff spurts out of my cock and goes everywhere. She of course knows about semen but has never seen it spurt out of a penis, only in her exboyfriend's condom inside her.

As I'm getting close I instruct her to hold it so it is pointing straight up. "When I come, a lot is going to come out so don't be shocked, just keep stroking and whatever you do don't stop until I say so". I decide it might be better for her to aim it at my belly and chest because I don't want any to get on her. These spurts of mine can go several feet in distance.

" Here it comes baby". I remember saying just that. "Ok, don't worry" she says. I remember thinking what would I worry about? A pretty young girl is jacking me off in my office with her sweet little hands. I have'nt come in several days and this is such a turn on that this orgasm is going to be really good. She's really into it, pumping me good. She has a strong little right hand. Then it happens. Spurt after spurt. It covers my chest and stomach. I remember hearing "oh my gosh!" and " oh man!" from her as I was coming. She's still pumping as the last drop oozes out. I let her release it and lay back totally spent. She notices that my cock is "moving". " Yea it's just throbbing a little. That was really intense."

"That is a lot of come" she says. "I think you would shoot a hole in a condom! Its like a firehose!"

She got me a towel and cleaned me up. I asked her if she wanted to do it again sometime and she said yes she would like to do it a lot. " I really enjoyed making that happen to you" she said.

We got together in my office at least twice a week during lunch or after 5 for the next 3 weeks. Then one day as she was stroking my cock she asked me if she could kiss it. She had touched a penis before me and had intercourse but she had never put her mouth on one. I said "sure, all you want" ans she leaned over and did just that. She kissed the head of my cock. I told her how good it felt and she kissed it gently some more. Then she licked it all over. This felt incredibly good. After a few minutes of this, she put the head of my cock in her mouth. Oh what a sensation. An oral sex virgin sucking cock for the first time. I gave her tips on how to do it to my liking. She would get better and better at this over the coming weeks. Each time I was about to come I would tell her and she would jack me off.

Then one day, after she had jacked me off she leand over and licked some come off my cock. She sat up and licked her lips with a puzzled look on her face and went back to my cock and put it in her mouth and sucked the rest of the come from my cock. Then she licked some of the semen that had sprayed on my stomach."It tasted so different that anything. It's kind of sweet and salty. I like it". I was glad she did. What was once our jackoff session was now our blowjob session. Sometimes I called her when I had some time, sometimes she called me. But it was always in my office. We have never gone to lunch or dinner or socialized together at all. We have only met in my office for sex. She had started to strip to her underwear during the first blowjob session and was now just down to her thong panties. She has an amazing body. Beautiful C-cup breasts, which look huge on her 4'11" frame. And she has the best looking ass. A nice firm, round, kind of small bubble butt.

She has now started to swallow my come. All of it. The past 10 days she has sucked me off every day but one. I am really enjoying this. To have a pretty young thing come to my office every day and suck my cock is unbelievable to me. She tells me, " I look forward to this, I love sucking your penis, I love making it come, I love having it come in my mouth". She has learned to do it well too. Hearing her moan as she gulps down my loads is just awesome. And today it got a little more awesome.

My phone rings.

Me- "hello"

Rachel- "got some time?"

Me- "come on"

She comes in, locks my door, takes off her shoes, pulls up her hair(long blonde and down to her butt)  and turns around so I can unzip her dress, takes off her dress, puts it on the hanger, takes off her bra, hangs it up, puts her hair up with a clip or in a ponytail and walks over to me and proceeds to give me a wonderful deep french kiss. Until today, we have never kissed, never. She just always comes in and goes through the same routine. And every day after I unzip( when she wears those kind) her dress I get naked and go to the small couch and wait for her to join me. And then she services my cock with her mouth. Then we talk a little and get dressed and she leaves. This is how it's been for two months. I get a daily blowjob from the sexy 20 year old from down the hall.

After she kissed me she got on her knees in front of me like she does every day and puts my cock in her mouth. She sucks it so good now. Using her mouth and hands together, then just her mouth as her hands caress my thighs, my stomach and chest, then mouth and one hand as the other caresses my balls, then she licks up and down the shaft, licks my balls, puts my balls in her mouth, licks underneath my balls and then back to sucking my cock, sometimes just sucking up and down while looking up at me with those pretty eyes. But today something different happened.....................After sucking me for about 10 minutes she stood up, took off her panties( this was a first also) straddled me as I sat and held my face as she deep kissed me again and rubbed her pussy back and forth on my cock. Our breathing got heavier. We kissed. I held ger as her wet crotch rubbed on my cock. I licked and sucked on those beautiful tits and she looked at me and;

her- "Zack, I want it so bad, please....please!"

me- "I don't have any condoms"

her- "I went on the pill a while back because I thought this could happen"

me- "ok baby you can have it all you want"

She reaches down and inserts the head of my cock in her pussy. She is dripping wet. She moves slowly, until over half of my cock is in her. She moves up and down some more and then the full length of my swollen throbbing cock is in her. "Oh you feel so good" she whispers in my ear, " your penis is so hard and big". I hold on to her sweet, beautiful ass as she rides me, moving up and down slowly on my cock. Then on one of her down motions she stops and kind of grinds a little as the full length of me is inside her and she holds me tight and starts to shudder and sounds as though she is whimpering in my ear. I realize she is having an orgasm, as soon as she gets a breath I stand up with my cock still in her and fuck her in this standing position. She is so petite I can do this with ease and I love it. I couldn't do this with my last girlfriend because she was as tall as me. Now I get on top of her on the couch and fuck her slowly , then I speed up until I am pounding her pussy hard, thrusting, pounding as hard as I can as she comes again and again my sweat dripping on her as I fuck her as I have wanted to do since I met her. I then feel I can hold back no longer.

me- " I'm gonna come in you baby"

her- " Oh please come in me baby...please....fill me with it"

Thats exactly what she said, " fill me"

Looking at her beautiful face, those big natural tits moving with each thrust, I came...spasm after spasm, my cock exploding into her wet pussy, I could feel each spurt coming out and into her as I continued to fuck her hard. It felt so good and was so intense. I finally collapsed on her. We were two soaking wet bodies trying to catch our breath. I was totally spent and so was she. When she first stoop up her legs started shaking and she had to sit back down. "That was incredible! I had so many orgasms".Then she stood to get the gass of water and as she drank I sat on the couch and watched a lot of cum (hers and mine) run down her legs.

I guess our jack off and blowjob sessions are going to turn into fucking sessions. I don't know how long it will last but I'm going to enjoy it while it does.

She was 25 and her and Miss Smith were good friends, just how good guys only dreamed of. Then one day I became the happiest guy in the school when I walked into Miss Smith’s art classroom after school to pick up my painting when I heard some very sexual noises. I told myself I must have been hearing things but upon peeking around the door I saw Miss Roberts, the drama teacher, spread out on a bench, her legs splayed apart and completely naked. Miss Smith was wearing only a sexy black bra and that was it. She also had a couple of fingers inside Miss Roberts’ soaking, shaved pussy and was pumping back and forth very hard. Her other hand was massaging her own breasts.

I froze and instead of leaving I just stood at the doorway and watched. Miss Roberts finally came after what seemed like forever and she lay panting while Miss Smith licked her clean. I tried to leave but my body wasn’t letting me. Miss Roberts looked up and saw me standing watching her but I still couldn’t move. She gasped, then tapped Miss Smith on the shoulder. By then they had both seen me but luckily for me they wouldn’t want me leaving and telling the whole school about it. That was one up my sleeve so I tried to stay calm, composed and in control.

“It looks much better in real life” I ventured

They were both shocked and couldn’t think of anything to say.

“Sucks getting caught though doesn’t it”

This got them thinking before Miss Smith took control.

“You know you cant tell anyone about this. You’re too good to do that.”

“But am I really going to leave empty handed?” I asked.

Miss Roberts looked scared about being told on as that would ruin her career. She grabbed her matching bra and panties and threw them at me in the hope I would leave satisfied. I took a long sniff and they smelled wonderful.

“I’ll leave now and I won’t say anything but if it happens again I’ll need a bit more than clothing”

I grabbed my painting and put that and the underwear in my bag. When I got home I found somewhere to hide it and whenever I was alone I would pull them out and just smell them. They were so strong she must have cum in them before she took them off.

A number of weeks passed and Miss Smith was very anxious towards me making sure she didn’t do anything annoying or get me in trouble etc. just in case I did tell. I kept it a complete secret but I still wanted her, just like every other guy, but I had some leverage. I would walk past the art block as often as possible to try and catch them again but neither seemed to ever be there. Then one after noon I was lucky enough to see them both smiling, Miss Roberts leading Miss Smith by the hand in the direction of the Drama staff room.

When I got close I made sure to keep my distance and not get seen until they had started. After waiting around the corner for a few minutes I slowly sneaked around until I could just see inside the window. There was a piece of paper covering the majority of the small window in the door but there was a small gap at the bottom. I looked around to see if anyone was watching me, then once the coast was clear I peered in. Unfortunately they lacked imagination and they were doing the same thing only reversed roles and this time Miss Smith was wearing a sexy red bra while she got finger fucked.

I slowly and quietly turned the door handle but it wouldn’t turn. I thought it was just broken and needed a shove as many of the school doors do. But I noticed a reflection of the handle in a mirror across the room and I could see it was locked. ‘Dam they’re learning’ I thought. So I pulled out my new camera phone I got for my Birthday a few days ago (which fortunately had very high resolution) and took a quick film and a couple of photo’s of their faces etc.

And no I’m not going to print a billion copies and spread them around the school. I don’t get what I want that way. Instead I printed a few different ones and slipped them inside my art assignment with a note written on the final one.

It said “I have a short film clip as well so now the ball is in your court. I suggest you both act very quickly to avoid any … incidents. And yes this is blackmail”

It was up front enough and now I just had to sit and wait. I gave them about a week but I only had to wait a day. Period 6 before school finished I had Art and Miss Smith dismissed the class except she told me to stay behind to go over my project.

“How could you do something like this!” she shouted in a whisper

“Very easily, you should be more careful. Where is Miss Roberts?”

“I'm here” a voice came from the door way.

So now it was just the three of us.

“Ok. Now you two can run the show.” I told them

They seemed somewhat prepared and led me down a corridor into the dark room, where you make photographic prints. They locked the door so no-one was getting in here nor were they going to see us. Miss Roberts turned the main light on after a minute of me already adjusting to the extreme darkness. They were both stark naked already and they told me to undress. Ahhhh, the joys of blackmail.

“Who first” asked Miss Smith

“I don’t mind, be as creative as you want”

With that Miss Smith knelt down and started sucking me off with her ass high in the air so Miss Roberts could access all areas from behind. We kept going like that for a while with Miss Smith moaning right onto my 6” from being fucked from behind. Then Miss Roberts stopped and Miss Smith stood up and slid me right into her and Miss Roberts sat down and watched us while she played with herself. The funny thing was they both seemed like they were enjoying it.

Whether they knew it or not, I lost my virginity right there and then and I blew my load, bigger than ever before as deep inside her as I could get. After 10 seconds or so after I’d finished I knelt down and started eating her out, exploring everywhere with my tongue. Flicking it back and forth over her lips, her clit and going deep inside to get some of her juices. She started to moan like crazy and I could hear Miss Roberts beside me reaching her own climax along with Miss Smith. It seemed like I was doing a good job so I kept going except with more rhythmic thrusts.

This got her going even more and she started thrusting back at my face, and she grabbed a nearby bench top to steady herself.

“Oh God… im coming, oh, oh keep going… Ohhhhhhhhh”

And with that she came more than I’d ever imagined and I licked it up as hard and fast as I could. Miss Roberts came a few seconds after that and once I was done with Miss Smith, I moved over to her to clean her up. She massaged and pushed the back of my head into her leftovers while I licked clean her juices.

We all cleaned up and got dressed and I left without anyone saying a single word. Its nice to know we do that kind of thing at least every week not just because I might tell someone. Which I probably never will.

Thanks for reading – if you have any suggestions, comments or criticisms I’d be happy to hear them. Plz email me at timmyb_91@hotmail.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"When our your parents comming?" I asked him in the hall way, looking at my phone.

"When ever I call them," he told me, "Yours?"

"Same," I answered.

"Lets get outa here then."

So we slipped out the back door and walked around the parking lot hand in hand.  Eventually we got tired of walking so we sat on a grassy hill that hid the parking lot from the road.  At first we sat there just talking and cudeling then the next instant we were laying back on the grass making out.  He had one hand on my chest while the other one was behind my neck.  I had one hand trapped under him and the other one I rested on his side.  Then all of a sudden I found my hand under his shirt, my fingers wiggling into the top of his pants.  He broke the kiss and looked at me, I looked back at him and what we were going to do was understood.  I slipped my hand out of his pants long enough to unzip them then dove right back in.  It was dark so I couldn't see well, but as we pushed down his pants he was streight and hard and wide.  I slowly ran my fingertips up and down him, then slid my hand around the base.  I felt his body shiver and I knew that I'd made that happen.  I was more excited than I think I'd ever been, but this was my first time and I didn't quite know what to do.  I relied on his instructions untill he came

And just as we were getting up and cleaning up my moms truck pulled into the parking lot.

This year is largely un-important, although a few things did happen to change my life and lead me to where I stand today.

First, after my mothers death (I don't really want to go into details but my Father lived away from my family since I was 5, and I opted not to live with him when my Mum died, considering myself an orphan) I stopped eating. Now before she died I must have weighed close to 100kg. Not sure what that is in pounds but (I think 1kg = 2 pounds roughly) it's moving towards 200 pounds. To tell the truth I was too scared to weigh myself, so I never knew. But when I moved to my Aunts I stopped eating, had to walk more than I did in Adelaide and certainly lost weight. At the moment I weigh 72kg, I am still fat, but then I am also 6' 3" (or 6 foot 3 inches in case I got them symbols wrong) With a wide frame, so I hold fat quite well, and I don't look particularly overweight at the moment at all.

The second thing that happened to me is I got a girlfriend. All my life I had been to Christian schools, my family being more middle class than lower class they could afford to send me to a public school. And at Christian schools I guess most of the girls were middle class as well, all thinking they could do better than a fat boy with pimples (yes I also had pimples back when I was 14). Well when I moved I started to lose weight, and a marvelous thing happened, a girl asked me out, yes a girl asked ME! Well first thing I did was blow my weekly earnings taking her out to movies (being in the country the closest this came to was the drive in theatre in Gladstone, where the owner would let me use the projector as long as I played him for it.) Feeding her and buying her clothes. Damn I wish I hadn't done all that. Of course fat boy gets first girlfriend, fat boy doesn’t want to lose girlfriend so fat boy showers her with gifts to keep girlfriend. I wish I had saved up that money I was earning at the local supermarket, you'll realize why in a second.

Well, my Aunt wasn't the nicest person to share a one bedroom (I slept on the couch for a year, terrible back problems - don't try it) house with, and by the end of the year I was very ready to move out. Well by that time I was 15, and figuring the government had been taking so much money in taxes the pad year maybe they could afford to give some back. So I caught a bus to a place called Port Peire (for those that actually know what the hell I’m talking about) and spoke to the people at Centre link (place where you get the doll). And sure enough plenty of people didn’t like living at home after 15, moved out and got youth support from centre link, with a few catches. I gave myself 2 months to sort out school (finish the term) break up with Sarah (she didn’t even cry...) quit my job and tell my Aunt I was moving.

By the February I had a small apartment in Adelaide (Mile End) working part time at a Bi-Lo supermarket (don't get a job there the benefits suck) and going to my old school.

Unfortunately Private schools + Renting Apartments don’t mix, and by a month I was faced with either going to Adelaide High (looks like a good school but didn't really appeal to me) or moving houses, which might mean I would need a new school anyway. Well, just that week I happened to be in the right place at the right time, and over heard one of the girls at school saying her mum was low on cash because her Dad was working oversees and he was only getting paid every 3 months. Don't ask me why I never asked, but thinking back it sounds a bit weird, guess he worked on ships or something, I never saw him myself.

Well of course I asked her about it; no-one at school knew I lived by myself; I didn’t need people to pity me. She gave me her Mums phone number and my problems were solved. I was to rent a room, food paid for, I was allowed to use the furniture and electronics they had there (that was really hard to word, I mean stuff like TV, Computer, they supplied a bed for me, wardrobe etc. So I sold what I had in my other apartment (not very much I can tell you) and in almost no time at all I had moved up to live in Blackwood.

I got a new job closer to my new home, and that, my friends, is where my life turned around.

*sorry for the long intro, but I am treating this as an account of my life, and this is how it happened, for me to just tell the next part, I think, would leave this as just an erotic story for people to jerk themselves too, this way maybe people will read this and be inspired in someway, I know I’ve been inspired by some of the stories I’ve read on sites like this one.*

Now here, after a long train of thought, I have decided to use real names, mainly because those involved are unlikely to come across this site, and i doubt they will know its me anyway, because I don’t tell most people about myself. So after about 3 months of living with Jemimah and her family, something happened, of course something like this was bound to happen, i'm sure it happens to families all across the world. But the thing is it happened to me.

The date was the 16th of October. I remember because it was the birthday of a friend, back in Gladstone (Laura). Anyway, Jem's (Jemimah) mum always worked night shift Mondays, and usually so did I, mostly for convenience than anything, my work was on the way to hers. But that night I called in sick because of an assignment I had to hand up Monday. Well, jem's mum must have stayed at a friend’s house that night, because she wasn’t home on Monday morning. Laura (Jems older sister) usually went to school early, never found out why, she left early but always came late to school. Her little sister stayed over a friend called Victoria's house Sunday nights, again for convenience, so her mum only had to be worried about Jem home alone. I’m not sure why Jem got to stay alone, guess she was more trusted or something.

Well because I didn’t finish my assignment I decided to stay home that day. No harm done, I would have just finished it that day and handed it in the next. Well, since I didn’t get up at 7 to have a shower like I usually do, Jem must have thought she was home alone. I slept in until about 8 am, then got up. The train usually leaves from the station about 8 35, getting in at 9 and school starting at 9 15. So by 8 I expected jem to be walking to school, or at least leaving very soon. I have always slept naked, since I was 6, so all I put on as I walked out was a pair of boxers. In case Jem was only walking out the door. Jems room is right next to mine, and in her room she has an ensiute. In order to get to the man bathroom I had to walk around the hall until I got to the master bedroom, where just outside was the main bathroom. Usually if no ones home I use jems shower, easier, and it smelt nicer. The door was closed and figuring by now jem must have left I didn’t bother to knock. Just walked in. Bedroom was empty. So I walked into the bathroom. The shower was next to the door, a closed shower, with tinted glass protecting screens. I pulled down my boxers, and opened the door. And stared. At 15 going on 16 I was still a virgin, and a relatively pure one in fact. I masturbated, but I never looked at porn. Imagined women naked, for sure. But never seen one. Until now. There was Jem, eyes closed, lying in the shower, masturbating. Completely naked. Instantly I got a boner. And it was a hard one too; you ever got it so it springs up instantly, and of hurting you? Yea I got one of them. She was lying there, beautiful, perfect. Her entire family was petite, and she was no exception. Tall, very slender. A reddish brown hair almost always worn messy. She loved green eye shadow, and she was supermodel perfect I can tell you. All I could do is stare. First she moved her index finger in, then out, slowly sliding her middle finger in, then out. It was a rhythm. And then, she opened her eyes. I figure it was the cold draft from the door. She looked at me, stopped the rhythm with her fingers. Just looked. Her eyes dropped, looked at my cock. For a long moment I could see the thought ticking through her mind. Thinking about what she could do.

Jem had never been shy. The first to say what she wanted for dinner when her Mum asked us. The first to opt what game she wanted to play, defiantly the kind of girl that never got bored. She always had something to do, and when she got tired of that, she knew exactly what to do next. This time was no exception.

 Her eyes moved up and met mine.

"What are you gonna do now? I bet you’ve been perving on me this whole time, now what?"

I didn’t say anything. Just stood there. Then moved a bit. I’m not sure why, just did I guess. I've never been that shy much either, quite definitely, but not shy. So I moved closer. I knew what I wanted. Jem had a boyfriend, but I didn’t care. I was here now not him. I bent down. Knelt more I guess. Then leaned forward. Her body was splayed in an uncomfortable looking position. Legs opened as far as they could go and her back bent so the top was touching the wall while the rest of here was moved further down. When I masturbate in the shower I guess I take a similar position, must be fairly universal. I kissed her, on the lips. Just a peck. Then lent back. Stayed kneeling. She pulled her bottom lip inside her mouth, and sucked on it a while. Let if come out then sucked in the other lip, and sucked that a little longer.

"You taste nice" she said.

"You smell nice" I replied. Not the most romantic thing to say. But I was winging this. It was a lot of firsts for me, and I was walking on unfamiliar ground. I stood up, reached out my arm, offered to help her up. She may find lying there comfortable, and I’m sure it was, but I didn’t think there was enough room for two people in that shower; it definitely wasn’t made for lying down.

She accepted my help, and got up. I led her to her bedroom. She jumped on her bed, like a kid almost. I guess she was still a kid in a lot of ways; we were only 15 after all.

As she landed on her bed her boobs bounced a little, kind of a small jiggle. The best her boobs could offer, they weren’t that big, but they suited her body. It was all in proportion. That made me want to feel her all the more. I followed her, climbing onto the bed instead, id prefer my boobs not to jiggle, and though smaller than a year and a half ago they were still there. I pulled her over, she willingly came.  I ran my thumb over her nipple. Lent in, kissed her again on the lips. Softly, not willing to rush this moment. Almost perfect as it was. I felt her nipple harden under my thumb, felt her hot breath on my neck. She was breathing a little heavier, not sure why, maybe rubbing nipple had this effect on girls? I looked down to hey pussy, wanting to take a look. My first look at a pussy. Lots of firsts today. And saw why she was breathing harder, she had continued the rhythm I had interrupted in the shower. I looked back to her face again. And kissed her on the lips, more passionately this time, a longer kiss, mouth open and with tongues this time. It maybe lasted two minutes, then she orgasmed. First orgasm I've ever seen a girl give. It was marvelous. Her eyes flew open. Her head flew back. Mouth in an O shape. Small groans. Her head bobbed back and forth a bit. Then she rested her head against her pillow. And took a few breaths. I moved down to her Pussy. Saw it was wet; had no idea why. And touched it. Lightly, just to get a bit of the wetness on my finger. Raised it to my mouth. Licked it off. I had thought about licking a girl off. I knew about Blowjobs, had for years. Never heard about licking girls though. But I decided to try it. It didn’t taste so bad, the wetness on my finger, and what the hell, if it gave her another orgasm, it would be worth it. It did. And this one was louder. She half screamed. The first scream I stopped worried that I was hurting her, but her face was in that happy look I described before. With the O shaped mouth. And so I bent my head down and kept going. Her legs tried to squeeze my brain out, I’m sure. She squeezed them very tightly around my head as she orgamsed, tightening every time a shudder ran through her body.

And then she was done. I remember it as being very sudden. Just happening all at once. She relaxed. For 3 or 4 seconds. Then said, simply, "Now it’s your turn". She got up, crawled to where I was kneeling, and pushed me onto the bed. And then proceeded to suck me off. And I can tell you, quite sincerely - for those who are still virgins out there - that there is nothing like a first time. Please, for your own sake, wait, don’t go find a hobo in an ally and give em five bucks to blow you off. Get a girlfriend, or in my case the person you’re living with, and make sure the chemistry's right, before having sex. Because there is Nothing, NOTHING like your first time. In 6 years that has been the best blowjob I have had. And i’ve had a lot. I came quickly, usually I take a good 15 minutes to come when i’m jerking myself, but I must have come within 2 minutes. A series of shudders, and Jem kept on sucking. One after the other, it was sheer ecstasy, beautiful, perfect. She kept sucking for another minute, and then she raised her head, and sort of shuffled forward a bit. I felt the heat of her body moving closer to me, after that orgasm my eyes were closed for a while; I couldn’t have opened them if I tried. Then I felt something on my shrinking prick, something that made it stand straight up again. Jem was climbing on - I was actually going to have sex, for my first time.

They were the words that flew through my head. My first time. Words I have repeated throughout this story, over and over, because that’s mostly what I thought at the time. In fact, thinking back, that’s pretty much all I thought.

And we fucked, after cumming just a little while ago it took a while for me to come again.

Its funny how that works isn’t it? After guys cum the first time they take a while to come again, getting longer each time. After girls cum they come quicker the next time, getting a little bit quicker each time. A bit unfair if you ask me, but that’s the way it is I suppose.

That was the first time I had sex with Jem. After almost no thought to the matter it simply happened in the space of half an hour. But that was the first of many times. After that we started going out, and I stopped working late night shift Sunday nights. I decided Jem was more important. We must have mad sex every Sunday for almost a year. I lived with that family until I was 18, just after I left high school. Me and Jem were still dating. I have a lot of stories about that house, and if I get time I will certainly write them up. Me and jem are married now. No kids but talking about it. I am 22 now, and Jem is 21. I wrote this story because, well, I love Jem, more than I can ever express in words. And I have never been able to tell people about why I love her, how we met. For obvious reasons, but I am happier than possible that it actually happened to me, not some other person they rented the room out to. And I want to tell people that. How Fortunate I am. I am not an overly lucky man, but to my eternal glee and joy, in this case, I was.

Thank you for reading this, I hope I have been able to tell you exactly how wonderful it was for me. Please feel free to post this on other sites, share it around. I would love to tell more and more people about my wife, and how we met. Just, please, give due recognition to me, I have not given my name throughout this, because people are much more likely to recognize it than Jem’s, so just give the recognition to my non de plum, Trozeg. Thank you.  Oh and if you have any Comments I am happy to hear them. trozeg@hotmail.com ,email whatever you want to say, I’m listening.

                                                -Trozeg

 

 

Ben was gone for over five minutes. Mark and me were getting worried. We went looking for Ben but couldn't find him. We decided to split up and look for him and meet back in this room in ten minutes.

After ten minutes i went back to the room hopeing that Mark had found Ben. But instead of Them  I saw the old bum from this morning. "where's my friends" I yell. The man grabs me and pushes a rag into my mouth. I faint.....

I wait up in a basement room of the hospital I'm tied to a wall and Ben is tied next to me. "are you ok" I ask Ben. Ben just knods his head and whispers "yes" I look up and see Mark laid out on what looks like an old metal hospital table. His ankles and wrists tied out to the sides. His head is popped up on some old phone books. I call out to Mark "MARK CAN YOU GET FREE" he replies back no he cant even budge an inch. I try to get out of the ropes and same as Mark and Ben I'm trapped to the wall.

We try to work out what happened to us when we hear foot steps walking down the hall. We hear the door open. In walks the old bum. He is wearing a hospital coat and pushes an old rusty cart next to Mark on the table.

"So you 3 spoilt rich kids like to make fun of me, well yes I might be ugly and down on my luck. One day I was a great doctor. Some stupid lawer took my life away from me. You 3 will pay. Lets have a look at what's on the table" the man explains to us. We beg for him to let us go, we all say were sorry but he just laughes. "My folks will give you money" I scream at him. " I dont want your money, you pretty little boys"

The man has placed Ben and me so we can see mark and him perfectly. The man pulls out a sharp looking knife from the tray and chops Marks tie of from his neck. He toses the broken tie onto the floor.He grabs marks shirt in his hands and tears it from his chest.

The man rubs Marks smooth tanned chest with his hands, Mark has tears in his eyes. "nice body" he spits at Mark.

The man grabs an old electric razer and starts shaveing Marks scalp. "must remove hair first" he laughs. Next he shaves Marks arms and arm pits.

"oh no" the man yells "I almost forgot something" Ben and me are begging him to stop. He yells at us "make all the noice you like, no one will hear you.

He pats mark on the outside of his school pants. "now lets see" he says. He feels inside Marks pocket and pulls out his wallet. He opens it and pulls out Marks school Id. " almost 15 well in that case we better check" he toses marks wallet on the ground and pushes his hand down marks pants. Mark screams out in pain.

The old man undoes Marks belt and zipper and pulls down his school pants arount Marks tied ankles. Mark is now laid there with his blue bikini brifs covering his private parts.  " well we do have the perfect body" he yells into Marks ear. He grabs the knife and with a quick cut the underpants are gone.

He takes hold of Marks limp 12 cm penis and starts pulling it up and down. Mark begs him 2 stop.

END OF PART ONE............