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It was a warm summer day. The sky was clear and the wind was blowing just enough to keep things cooled down. She rode with the windows down on her Explorer to smell the pine as she drove through the mountain roads. She drove slowly to enjoy the majesty of the world around her.

She had looked forward to this weekend for a long time for this was someone that she had admired from afar. When they first met she knew there was something very special about him. The tricky part though was the fact that they had never met face to face before. They had met on the computer and exchanged pictures. Darren had called her and she had called him and they knew that they shared something special. Even if they did not find the love they thought they could share Darren and Sara both knew they would always be friends.

Sara suddenly picked up her speed. The anticipation of seeing him, touching him, experiencing him was her driving force. She knew she was getting close the road was just as he had described it. The Country Store was on the corner with the wooden rockers and nothing but pick-ups parked in front. Sara turned down the dirt road and her heart raced, her fingers were clenched tight around the steering wheel. She saw the cabin and she stopped. What was she doing? This was a man she had never met before but she felt as if she knew him. She took her foot off the brake and knew that she would never experience a moment like this again. She pulled up in front of the cabin, stopped and without hesitation turned off the key, took off her seatbelt, opened the door and stepped out of the explorer. She opened the back seat door and grabbed her overnight bag. It had all she needed and then some. She closed the door and immediately heard the voice she had listened to on the phone so many times before.

“Sara, Sara my love, I have awaited your arrival.” He steps off the wooden deck and heads to her.

She stopped in her tracks and just listened to him for a moment. Turning to face him she replies, “Darren! I never thought this day would come. I am so glad to be here.”

They fall into each other’s arms the passion they feel is natural and encompassing. Darren’s arms are strong and seem to totally absorb Sara. He stands taller than Sara and looks deep into her. He is lost as he gazes deep in her eyes. He feels her fingernails slowly scratching up and down his back through the flannel shirt he wears. The passion takes over and Darren leans into Sara and slowly places his lips tenderly against hers. Sara feels devoured by passion as their kiss lingers.

Darren steps back and looks at Sara again. The sun shimmering off her auburn hair and sillouhetting her 5’5″ frame. He reaches and takes her hand. He is intrigued at how small her hands are compared to his and how her head just reaches his shoulder. They walk slowly up the steps of the cabin her one step ahead of him. She stops on the top step and turns to face him. She stands as tall as he does now. She leans down her tongue brushes softly across his lips. He closes his eyes and a tender sigh escapes his lips and they continue towards the door never speaking a word.

The door closes behind them and Sara drops her bag to the floor. Darren leads her to a door on the other side of the room. He turns the handle and pushes the door open to expose a beautifully rustic room with a large bed in the center of the room, bear skin rugs on the floor and a fire place in the corner that has a wonderful flower arrangement in it for the summer. The windows are open and the breeze cools the room nicely. Sara notices another door across the room. She looks at Darren who tells her it is the bathroom and there is a wonderful Jacuzzi tub for two in there.

She turns to bahis siteleri Darren and wraps her arms around his waist and lays her head on his chest. His arms reach around her and pull her close. Sara turns her head and leans it back slowly her tongue just outside her lips Darren feels the warmth of her breath suddenly against his neck the pressure of her tongue on his adams apple. Her hands cupped on his shoulders as she pulls up on her tiptoes to reach him. Her lips close and kiss his neck softly. Sara feels him trembling against her touch. Her hands pull at the bottom of his flannel shirt untucking it from his pants. She feels his excitement building as her hands touch his bare back, her fingernails scratching lightly down his skin. Sara pushes the shirt up to his arms and reaches to pull it off of him completely. Darren leans to meet her advances and his shirt slides off and floats to the floor.

Darren reaches and puts his hands at her waist, takes her blouse and begins to run his warm strong hands under it. He finds the hooks of her bra and before she even is aware of it he has undone her bra and lightly scratches her back where her bra has been all day. Sara moans loudly exclaiming, “Oh god I’m in love!” They both smile together. Darren pulls Sara shirt over her head and drops it to the floor. He is impressed with her beauty as he pulls her bra straps off her shoulders and releases her milky white breast.

Sara takes Darren by the hand and leads him to the edge of the bed where he sits on the edge of the bed and takes Sara’s breast in his hands and begins to kiss them slowly all around the curve of the breast and down under it. Moving all around but avoiding the nipple as he sees them harden with excitement. He pushes his mouth between her breast and sucks her breastbone; she kisses the top of his head running her hands through his wavy brunette hair. She cups her hands on his chin and raises his face to where she can see him.

She feels his hands on her buttocks as he pulls her close to him. Sara kisses Darren on the forehead, down his nose and finally places her lips against his. Her lips part slightly and she moves her tongue across his lips and begins to penetrate them. His mouth is warm and sweet as she meets his tongue the excitement is overwhelming and she melts down on top of him. Her knees pressed against the edge of the bed as he holds her up. He moves his mouth down to her throat and kisses her so lightly it almost tickles.

Sara pushes away from Darren and shakes her head a bit to regain her composure. She feels his hands on her jeans. Darren undoes the button and then the zipper and begins to push her jeans over her hips and down to the floor. Sara steps out of them and pushes them aside. Darren is pleased to see that Sara wears her natural hair color. She drops to her knees and sees his hardness pushing against his jeans and begins to nibble. Her hands reach for the button slowly she pulls it open and reaches for the pull-tab on the zipper and unzips his pants being sure to press against him as she pulls.

Darren runs his hand through Sara’s hair. It is soft and shiny and he loves the way it feels against his hands and stomach. Sara pulls on the waist of his jeans and he raises his hips off the bed and she pulls them down his hips and over his butt and down to his ankles where he pushes them off and kicks them across the room. Sara lets her shoulder length hair brush across him. His cock twitches as her hair spills over it and he feels the warmth of her breath against his hair around his cock. Sara places her lips over her teeth and takes the hair in his groin between her lips and pulls gently and then releases it. She does this on both sides of his cock and begins to canlı bahis nibble and suck all around the groin area of his cock but never touches it. She pushes his legs apart and begins to lick across his balls slowly and firmly pressing them with her tongue. Sara nibbles the skin with her teeth and begins to suck one of Darren’s balls into her mouth slowly. She closes her lips around his ball and slowly moves her tongue all around the edge of him feeling every inch of it with her tongue. Sara takes her fingers and presses the other ball close to her mouth and sucks it into her mouth. Being ever so gentle Sara slowly closes her mouth around the two balls there. She loves the feeling of a man in her mouth, something so fragile and stimulating in her total control. She carefully releases them and blows on them. The air across the wetness from her mouth cools Darren’s balls and Sara watches as they contract in front of her. She leans and bites Darren right where his leg and groin join.

Darren lays back on the bed, his back arches and he moans deep. His excitement is building inside of him and he can barely stand it. Sara senses this and begins to kiss him between his balls nibbling the vein that runs between his balls and all the way up to the base of his head. She presses into that vein and runs her tongue firm completely up to the base of his head. She loves the point where his cock jumps with excitement and she can suck him into her mouth without her hands ever touching him. She encircles his head with her mouth. Her lips closing tight around him just below the head, her tongue dancing circles around the smooth skin of his hard cock head and slowly parting his slit and playing there for a second.

Sara suddenly raises her body slightly, changes the angel of her mouth and thrust her mouth tightly down on Darren’s throbbing cock feeling the head hit the back of her throat. Then she pushes a bit more and takes his head into her throat and swallows squeezing his head with her throat muscles. She backs off just a bit and closes her teeth around his hard shaft. She feels Darren’s hands in her hair pressing against her as she takes him inside of her. With her teeth closed tight around him she begins to move her head back and forth and slowly walk her teeth up his cock and slide them over the head of his cock. Darren gasps at the feeling of her teeth running across him. His hands hold her head and he pauses for just a moment and looks deep into her eyes.

Sara moves her head back towards Darren but he stops her. He holds her face and continues to look at her his blue eyes melt into her green ones and for a moment time stands still. He leans towards her and kisses her forehead. Her skin is soft against his lips and he can’t help but run his tongue down her nose before he kisses the tip of her nose softly. The passion overtakes them and they kiss deeply. Their lips pressed against one another and their tongue entwined together. Darren sucks Sara’s tongue firmly into his mouth and nibbles it.

Their lips locked together he stands and Sara stands with him. He gently lays her down on the bed and lays on top of her. Their mouths release reluctantly and Darren begins to kiss down Sara’s throat. His lips are soft and warm against her milky white skin and she moans with excitement. He leaves her neck and begins to run his tongue across her hardening nipples, first one and then the other. He licks them and then blows air across them and she feels the coolness and feels her nipples harden more and then his warm tongue against them drives her out of her mind.

Darren moves his body to where he is laying between Sara’s legs and he places his hard, warm cock against her clit and leaves it still against her. The feeling güvenilir bahis is so exciting to her that she almost cum’s.

Darren whispers, “No baby not yet. Hold on and we will cum together. When the time is right.”

Sara takes a deep breath and closes her eyes. The sensation has passed and Darren continues to lick and suck Sara’s nipples and breast. He kiss down her stomach watching it as it rises and falls with excitement. His eyes look up to hers and he begins to nibble the flesh of her stomach all around until he reaches the hairline of her crotch. He can smell her sweetness and he feels the warmth of her against his chest. He runs his hands down the outside of her legs and back up the inside to her inner thighs and then back to the bend of her knees. He raises her knees from the bed spreading her legs wide. He sees the moisture glisten in her hair.

He takes his tongue and slowly licks across her lips the hair tickling him. His fingers slowly part her pussy lips pulling them open exposing her hard clit to him. Ever so slowly he places his warm tongue firm against her clit and licks long and steady across it. Sara’s hands run through Darren’s wavy hair trying to pull him closer to her.

Darren repositions his hands and holds her lips apart with one and Sara feels his other slowly pet her. Three fingers moving down her clit and over her opening and down to her butt. She feels him slide one finger inside her hot warm pussy as he closes his mouth over her clit sucking it softly into him. He sucks gently on her rolling his tongue over her hard clit as he slowly slides a second finger into her and begins to slide his fingers in and out and in and out of her. Her juices start flowing and she can barely hold back.

“Darren, come to me love. I can hold back no longer. I need to have you inside of me.” Sara pulled at Darren’s head but he didn’t budge. He continued feeling her with his tongue and mouth. Exploring her depths with her fingers. She could stand it no more, as his fingers moved faster inside her she began to cum. Her back arched and he could feel her pussy clamping down on his hand as she shuddered with orgasm. His mouth worked furiously to capture all of the juice she released to him and when her body had slowed he moved carefully over her and kissed her.

He reached for her legs and raised himself to his knees taking her by the ankles he places the head of his cock against her opening and thrust hard and deep inside of her. She was warm and inviting and it was all he could do to not explode immediately. He moved slowly at first sliding his hardness in and out of her wetness. He would take his cock out and rub it gently over her clit.

Sara could feel the excitement build inside of her again as Darren drove his cock faster and deeper inside of her. Stopping from time to time and rubbing his head across her clit. They knew they were close to experiencing a total orgasm together. Sara’s hips begin to meet Darren’s thrust as their orgasm built deep inside of them. It was time and they both knew it. Sara back arched as Darren buried his cock deep inside of her and released all of his excitement for her. He shuddered as he felt her juices flow down his cock and balls. They were complete for the moment. Joined one to the other.

Darren removed himself from Sara and took her by the hand. He led her to the door to the bathroom. He opened the door and the tub was full of warm bubbly water and beside the tub sat a bottle of champagne. She sat on the edge of the tub and slide down into the warm water. He slide in behind her. Sara realized that the tub faced the western sky and the sky burned pink, blue and red as the sun was melting into the horizon.

Sara leaned against Darren and knew that she had found love for that moment in time and that no matter what she would never forget this day.

*

Written 2/22/99 by Gayla Parker aka Rowdy Lady, Rubie Gee

© Copyright 1999

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“Hey, man. My parents will be away this weekend and I’ll be having a party over at my place. Want to come? There’ll be drinks and everything.”

Robert Zheng listened to the invitation of his friend Marcus. He wasn’t really into parties and gatherings of that sort in general. Having immigrated from China at the age of 12, he had initially been self-conscious of his English and thus avoided social interactions. Though his language skills swiftly improved, his shyness had persisted throughout his teenage years. Now, as an 18-year-old high school senior, Robert seemed like a typical nerd. He preferred indoor activities, shied away from social occasions and by and large, he kept to himself. He had a pleasant-looking face and was of average height, standing at 5’10” but his body was skinny from lack of exercise. He also excelled in academics and despite his usual introversion, he often agreed to help his classmates with their schoolwork and had a knack for explaining concepts to them.

Robert lacked close friends for most of this time. While he was respected by his classmates for his willingness to help them out, his interactions with them were primarily limited to schoolwork. Over the past half-year, however, he had struck up an unlikely friendship with Marcus Brooks. Marcus was the school’s star basketball player and consequently, one of the most popular boys there. Standing at 6’4″, his flowing blonde locks, his handsome facial features, and his toned body ensured that he was an object of desire for the girls around him. Even Robert had to admit how attractive he was.

Marcus’s easy confidence stood in contrast to Robert’s shyness and despite being classmates, they inhabited completely different social spheres. Six months ago, Marcus had been dismayed by his troubles with his studies and had approached Robert for help. And so it was that Robert visited Marcus’s house many times for intensive tutoring sessions. He would then be invited to stay back after the sessions and have dinner with Marcus’s family or watch TV together. Robert was appreciative of this treatment and he found that Marcus was his first peer that he could really talk to and meet outside school. The latter had also encouraged Robert to go on outings with his other friends. A part of him had always wanted to open up and gain new friends. But thus far, his doubts had always conquered him, telling him that it was not a good idea to intrude on existing social groups, that others saw him as this serious boy who wasn’t really friend material.

It was with this in mind that Robert listened to Marcus’s new request. Parties, he would normally reject out of hand, but amid his other doubts, he also felt that he had been a little ungrateful for his prior rejections of Marcus’s earnest attempts to include him. He thought that for the sake of courtesy, he could easily spare a few hours, exchange a few idle words with the other partygoers and find a corner of the room to snack on his own. Thus, he found himself responding.

“Sure, I’ll come. What’s the actual time? And who else will be there?” he added.

Marcus broke out into a big smile “Cool, I’m so glad you could join us. The party will start at 6 on Saturday. There’ll be around 10 of us there, Harold, Salim, Jenny, Tiffany, the usual group. Jenny’s also bringing along a friend who’s not from our school, you probably won’t know her. Well, there are a few others I need to invite, I’ll catch you later.”

Robert’s ears perked up at Jenny’s name. Jenny Ng was like him, a Chinese-American, and Robert had maintained a crush on her, finding her to be the most attractive girl in his class. She was tall for a girl, at 5’8″. She had a pretty face topped by short black hair and the sweet smile she often wore set Robert’s heart aflutter whenever he saw it. She played badminton doubles at state level and as an athlete, she had a fit, trim body and was part of the popular crowd. She seemed to have a new boyfriend every few months and had in fact, dated Marcus briefly during the previous year. She didn’t seem to have one at the present moment, though. Jenny had always been pleasant to him and had in fact, frequently sought for his help in her schoolwork. Their relationship had never progressed past a cordial one though and they had never met outside school.

Jenny had remained good friends with Marcus even after their breakup and more than once, Robert had pondered over the possibility of having Marcus help him pursue something more with her. It felt awkward to him though and so he contented himself with just gazing wistfully at her and enjoying their time together, even if it was just at school. This party though, would he dare strike up a proper conversation and find out more about her? These thoughts went through his mind just as Jenny came into his view.

“Hi, Robert. Sorry to bother you again but could you help me with Physics after school? I’m so far behind right now.”

His reply was short as usual. “Sure, that’s alright.”

“Thanks, bahis siteleri you’re such a lifesaver. Catch you later.” Then she went to her seat, chatting with her friends before class started.

Robert was pleased with the opportunity of spending time with her. Yet, he cursed himself for not being able to speak more casually with her. He found out later that Jenny had just lost early on in the junior state championships over the weekend.

After class, he was alone with Jenny in an empty classroom, poring over books. Outwardly, she was her usual bubbly self but Robert could see that she seemed rather discontented and was more distracted than usual.

“Jenny, are you alright?” he asked cautiously.

“Oh, sorry, I lost attention for a second. I’ll get right back to it,” she said as she looked over her book again with exaggerated eagerness.

“We can take a break for a minute. Jenny, I’m sorry about your result in the championship,” he responded, thinking that it was a possible reason for her unhappiness.

She smiled at him. “Thanks. It’s not a big deal. Everyone loses and the important thing is to have fun. Or not really,” she added as her eyes darkened.

They continued their session for another half hour. Though Jenny tried her best and maintained her smile, Robert could somehow sense that she was not merely disappointed with a poor result. He was caught in two minds though. Should he try to console her further? Or would it be presumptuous of him to continue to probe, given that they weren’t close? He tried to put his own feelings aside and thought that she probably needed someone to confide in.

“Jenny, is anything else the matter? You really haven’t been yourself today. I’m here if you need someone to talk to,” he found himself saying.

She looked sadly at him and replied. “I’m thinking about quitting badminton. I love it, but I know that I’m not good enough to make it professionally. And with all the training and competitions, it’s been taking up too much of my time. I should just focus on my studies and enter a good college. To be honest, I feel guilty about constantly seeking your help. I really ought to be able to pull myself up without wasting your time in the process.”

Robert looked back into her eyes and gathered his thoughts for a moment. “Jenny,” he finally said. “You’ve put a lot of thought into this and I’m sure you’ll make the right decision for yourself in the end. I’m more than happy to help you though, I really wouldn’t spend this time any more productively. If you need to,” he slowly added, “I could provide more tutoring to you beyond these short sessions.”

“Thanks, you’re the first person I’m telling this about. I haven’t even discussed this with my partner yet. I’ll talk to my parents as well and probably make my decision by next week. Sorry to impose on you further but could we continue this session tomorrow. You’re right, I haven’t been myself, I’ll try to do better tomorrow.”

After packing up, the two of them walked together to the school’s exit. Before they parted ways, Jenny gave Robert’s hand a small squeeze. “Thanks again, you’ve been so sweet. I’ll think about your offer. See you tomorrow.” Then, she was gone, leaving Robert blushing at their contact. He hoped that she hadn’t noticed how his face had gone red at a simple touch.

Robert continued helping Jenny after school for the rest of the week. As per her word, she was indeed more focused and the majority of their interactions were related to schoolwork again. He considered asking Jenny about whether she had made progress in her decision, then decided not to put further pressure on her.

On Thursday, Jenny had asked him, “Robert, I’ve heard from Marcus that you’re attending his party this Saturday. Is it true?”

Robert responded, “Yes, I’m coming. I’ve actually been to his house many times, though not for something like this.”

Jenny smiled brightly at him. “I’m so glad you’re coming. Come to think of it, I don’t think you’ve joined us outside school before. It’ll be fun.”

—

The time passed quickly and soon, Robert found himself in Marcus’s house. Marcus’s family was rather affluent and the house was large, its living room was more than sufficient for about a dozen people, along with the tables set for food and drinks. As his school required uniforms, Robert was now dressed more casually than his schoolmates had ever seen him, in a T-shirt and jeans. Marcus had introduced him to some of the attendees from different schools and he exchanged casual talk with them. Some of his classmates who he saw every day and barely spoke to also came up to him and expressed their surprise and gladness that he was here. These conversations weren’t exactly substantial but Robert found that everyone was really nice and began to enjoy himself a little.

Jenny had not arrived yet, however, and Robert found himself anxiously awaiting her. He had a few sips of wine in the meantime and as he had barely been exposed to it before, canlı bahis his face quickly became flushed. It was more than an hour after the start of the party and he was just wondering if Jenny would be coming after all when he saw Marcus rushing to enter the door. In stepped Jenny, flanked by another girl who Robert did not recognize. “Sorry I’m late everyone. Hope you haven’t missed me too much,” she announced to the room. The two girls carried on in conversation with Marcus for a while.

Robert was just taking another sip when Jenny approached him. She was wearing a red dress, rather low cut and Robert found his eyes magnetically attracted to her exposed cleavage. He managed to control himself however and did his best to look straight into her eyes as he greeted her.

“Hi, Jenny. I hope it was nothing serious that held you up.”

“Robert!” she said excitedly. “It was nothing.” She said more softly, “I had a load of schoolwork I needed to get done … didn’t want to leave it hanging.”

“That’s good,” he responded. “Um, do you often come to parties?” he added, flailing for a topic of conversation.

“Not actually that often. Looks like this is your first one. Pardon me for saying this, I knew about it earlier, yet I’m still a little surprised you’re actually here. It’s good to see you, are you enjoying yourself?”

“Well, everyone’s been nice. And the food is good.”

“Looks like it’s not just the food you’ve been enjoying,” she laughed as she looked at the wine glass in Robert’s hand. “Who knew that you of all people would join the ranks of us criminals. We Asians really don’t hold our liquor, huh?” she said, referring to his flushed face.

Robert’s face grew even redder from blushing. “Who was that girl who came in with you? I don’t think I’ve seen her before.”

Jenny replied, “No, you wouldn’t have. That’s Lara, my badminton partner. She’s from St Phillip’s. Come on, I’ll introduce you to her.” She then went across the room to her friend and dragged her along to Robert. He had a closer look at her now. Dressed in a modest blue blouse and skirt, Lara had strawberry red hair that reached down to her shoulders, framing her cute, fresh face that made her look younger than Jenny, despite them being the same age. She also wore thickset glasses, giving her a rather nerdy look.

“Lara, this is Robert. He’s a friend from school.”

Lara piped up, “Oh, this must be the super-smart friend you’ve been telling me about?” She turned to Robert, “I’ve heard that she’s been exploiting you as she’s too lazy to study on her own. You don’t have to indulge her.”

“I haven’t even finished the introduction yet. Robert, this is Lara, who for some reason is my partner for badminton. She’s also better known as the reason we lost last weekend.”

“Hey, I’m not the one who served into the net several times.”

“Two is several now?”

“It happened at least three times. Maybe even as many as eight.”

“You’re just pulling numbers out of your ass now.” Jenny faced Robert again, “Well, now you’ve met Lara, you should also know not to ever take her seriously.”

Robert smiled at their banter and knew that Lara was now only pretending to sulk and was not at all hurt. “Nice meeting you, Lara,” he said.

Jenny smiled at Robert. “It’s been lovely chatting with you but I don’t want to monopolize your attention. I’ll catch you again in a bit.”

Robert observed Jenny flitting around the room, with Lara in tow, as they interacted with the other partygoers. Jenny would periodically return to talk to him, however.

“So, Robert, what do you usually do on weekends?”

“Not much. I study, I read, I play computer games. Sometimes, I help my mum with her lesson plans. She’s a primary school teacher.”

“Oh, you must have got your tutoring skills from her, then.”

“I wouldn’t really call it a skill of mine. I mainly just guide them on the correct path and they do most of the work themselves. I don’t do much to directly help, I think.”

“I can’t speak for anyone else but I think you’ve been directly helping me. Thanks again,” Jenny said as she flashed him another smile.

She added more seriously, “I know teachers can be strict. Is your mum the reason why you haven’t been going out much? Does she not allow you to?”

Robert shook his head, “Not at all. She’s usually been encouraging me to try to make new friends. I think she’s given up on this, though,” he mentioned, a little guiltily. “I just never really felt comfortable around other people, I struggle to think of what to say and that I’ll embarrass myself.”

He wondered if he was currently in the very process of embarrassing himself. Jenny showed no sign of this though and she said “Well, this can be a start then! It’s nice just to be talking here like this. I’ve seen you for years now and there’s still so much I don’t know about you. You live alone with your mum, right?”

“Yeah, my dad passed away not long after we came over here. She’s been güvenilir bahis raising me by herself since then.”

She expressed her sympathy, “I’m sorry about your dad. That must have been really hard for you.’

“Thanks, it’s alright. It’s been a long time now.”

“Your mum seems like such a wonderful woman. Maybe you should take her advice now and make more friends. I know you’ve been close with Marcus recently, and he thinks the world of you.”

Robert smiled back at Jenny. He was finally starting to feel more comfortable around her. He tried to find out more about her as well. “What about you, Jenny? How’s your family doing?”

“Oh, my parents are fine. They’re a little old fashioned but they also let me do whatever I want. I also have two little brothers, I might have mentioned them before. They’re such brats, but I adore them.”

Just then, Marcus came up to them, glass in hand. “Well, it looks like the two of you are really hitting it off.”

Jenny responded, “Speak of the devil, we just mentioned you a while ago. Is there anything you want?”

“Why not ‘speak of the angel’?” Marcus said, laughing at his terrible joke. “We’re just starting up a game of charades soon, just informing you both.”

The whole group of twelve people was split randomly into four groups. Robert found himself with two of his other classmates and he had fun with them, even though his acting was dreadful and they lost badly. Jenny had been with Lara and another girl and their team won handily. Robert yet again, could not help admiring how full of life she was.

After a few hours, at around 10, the party started thinning out as the attendees had curfews to meet. Marcus had invited anyone who wished it to stay overnight but few of them had taken up the offer. Robert was just helping to clean up when he heard Jenny talking to Marcus.

“Yeah, could Lara and I sleepover? I can’t be bothered to wait for the bus at this time. And it’s creepy to be on when it’s empty.”

“Of course, it’s not like you haven’t slept here before,” Marcus said with a sly smile. And Robert was reminded that the two of them had dated before. Marcus added, “In the meantime, could you help out? There’s a lot of stuff to clear.”

“That’s the real reason he wanted us to stay over,” Jenny mentioned as she helped Robert load the dishwasher. “He wanted us to do the grunt work for him.” She then asked, “Are you staying over as well?”

“I haven’t decided yet, I’d need to get my mum’s permission.”

“Well, I hope you do. The four of us could find something fun to do before bed.”

—

The prospect of spending more time with Jenny, if not alone, then at least in a smaller group, did appeal to Robert and he phoned his mother to get permission. With four pairs of hands, the work did not take long to finish and the four teens were soon together in the living room, Robert next to Marcus and Jenny sitting close to Lara.

“Well, what should we do? A board game or something?” Marcus posed the question to the group.

“Monopoly, maybe,” Lara suggested.

Jenny made a face “Ugh, I don’t feel like murdering anyone today. And it takes forever to finish. Anyone have any better suggestions? What about you, Robert?”

“I don’t know, cards perhaps?” Robert responded.

Marcus agreed, “Yeah, good idea, Robert. A few rounds of poker would be nice. Did everyone bring some cash?”

“Not me, sorry. I don’t have my wallet on me,” as Robert checked his pockets perfunctorily.

“Oh well, we could just play with the Monopoly money. See, I managed to combine both suggestions. I’m so proud of myself,” said Marcus with a grin.

Lara piped up, “That’s no fun, though. We could play strip poker.”

Jenny laughed, “Going from Monopoly straight to strip poker? You look all innocent but you’re such a nympho, Lara. I know you’re just dying to show off your goods to the boys. It’s always the innocent ones that you have to look out for.”

Lara pouted, “I’ve never pretended to be that, you’re only saying it because of my glasses. Well, I’m not the one who’s already fucked more than ten guys.”

Robert was barely paying attention to these words though, he had started blushing at the mere suggestion of the game. His thoughts were interrupted as he heard Marcus’s voice. “Well, I’m in if you’re serious about it. Is everyone OK with this?”

Jenny chimed in, “I’m cool with it, of course. We could just strip down to our underwear so things don’t get too weird.” She turned towards Robert, “Robert, are you fine with that? We could always find something else to do if you’re not.”

Robert’s mind was whirling. He had never imagined himself as the sort to take part in such things. However, he did not want to disappoint the others now that he was finally feeling included. And he admitted to himself that he badly wanted to see Jenny in her underwear. Though initially squeamish at the prospect of undressing, the alcohol was beginning to affect his inhibitions and he rationalized to himself that surely it wasn’t a big deal for others to see him in his boxers. After all, don’t swimmers do pretty much the same thing? “Yes, I’m in,” he said, not much louder than a whisper.

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*This story is not necessarily true. It is true in that some part of it did happen, but a major part did not. Names have been changed. Feel free to email constructive criticism and/or support. **

It was a bad day at school. I had not done my previous night’s reading/English homework, and had gotten a lecture from the teacher about the importance of it. After school, I was supposed to stay after and get band tutoring. I didn’t, instead pretending that I forgot, and went home. To top it off, it was raining pretty hard that day. When I got home, I realized that I had forgotten my house key, and had no way of getting in and drying off. I went under my front porch and sat, in order to wait for my mom to get home.

As it was soon after the Christmas break, it was slightly cold out side to begin with. Add to that the extreme wetness of my clothes. I was shivering and thinking that I would get hypothermia. Next door to us lived a family with many children; including one that I thought was a goddess. Her name was Rachel, and she had medium length brown hair, full hips, nice breasts, and a very tight ass. She happened to get home while I was shivering my ass off outside. She came over and asked me if I would like to go in her house and dry off.

“Yes, please!” I managed to say through my shivers.

We entered her house, and I found that we were the only people there. She told me that there was a bathrobe in the bathroom, and if I would give her my clothes, she would put them in the dryer for me. I thanked her, and entered the bathroom. As I took off my soaking clothes, I noticed that there was no bathrobe. I opened the door a crack and softly yelled, “Where is the bathrobe?”

I guess she must have realized that it wasn’t there, saying, “Just wrap a towel around your self.”

As it was, all of my clothes, including my underwear was wet. I left the bathroom with a towel around my waist and bahis siteleri my wet clothes in my hands.

“Her, give me your clothes. I’ve fixed you some hot chocolate.”

“Thanks.” I replied, taking a seat at the table.

She put the clothes into the dryer and started it. She sat down and began to drink her own glass of hot chocolate. I guess that the glass was too hot to touch, because she dropped it. The glass did not break, but the hot chocolate did spill all over her shirt.

“Shit! Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say that!” she said.

Now being an eighteen-year-old boy, the sight of her now wet shirt clinging to her breasts gave me an instant erection. I am not by any means large, but a 6 and a half inch penis, that was somewhat thick, is by no means small. As she picked up the dropped cup, she happened to glance my way. She obviously saw my dick, because she got this weird look in her eyes. She put her cup in the sink, and went to her room to change.

After about a minute my erection started to lose its rigidity, and she called down to me, “Could you please bring me a towel from the closet?”

I grabbed a towel and started to hang it on the door. Just then she opened the door, here shirt off, giving me a clear view of her black-lace bra covered tits. My erection came back full force, and I made the mistake of trying to cover it up. My towel hit the ground giving her a clear view of my dong.

I know that my face was beet-red, because I started to feel all hot. Apparently, she didn’t seem to mind all that much, because she just stood there and stared. I bent down to grab the towel, but she stopped me.

“Did these cause that?” she asked, indicating her tits.

I simply nodded. She took my hand and led me into her room. She motioned for me to sit on her bed, which I did. “Well, you certainly are a good size, aren’t you?” she asked getting down on her knees.

All canlı bahis siteleri I could do was sit there, paralyzed by my embarrassment. She lowered her head, and gently took my hard member in her mouth. I was in heaven. I had only ever used masturbation for release, and this felt a thousand times greater than my hand ever had. Though it was only a minute, it felt like it had taken forever for me to shoot my load. It was small, so she had no trouble in swallowing it all.

She stood up, licking her lips, and said, “How was it?”

“… Great!” I finally managed to say after I had recovered.

“Well, I guess it’s not fair for me to see you, but you not to see me.” She said as she slowly unzipped her pants, and pulled them off, leaving her in only her bra and thong panties. “I don’t want to be unfair.” She said, sensuously, as she unhooked her bra and let it drop to the floor.

Even though I had just cum, my dick instantly sprang to attention. She smiled and turned around, giving me a good view of her butt. Then she slowly bent over, and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties. She turned her head to the side, as she pulled them down, staring at my dick. I was treated to a fine view of her firm ass and hairless cunt. She stood up and turned around, revealing a thin triangle of hair, pointing to her hidden honey pot. She came over to her bed, and pulled me off, setting me on the floor, and taking my place on the bed. She spread her legs, and said, “How about some of this?”

She licked her right hand, and slowly rubbed it down her body. She paused for a moment at her tiny nipples, turning them into hardened pebbles. She made her way down to her pussy, and spread it open, revealing her very wet, very pink center.

“Just lick it like it was an ice cream cone.” She instructed.

I slowly moved my head to her, and extended my tongue. As soon as it touched her, she canlı bahis let out a soft moan. Slowly, I began to lick up and down on her slit. She started to squirm slightly, moving her hips in rhythm of my licking. I started licking faster and faster, causing her movements to become wilder and wilder. Suddenly, her movements brought her hard love button smashing into my nose. She went wild, moaning loudly, and crying out. Sweet juices started pouring out of her hole, and I drank as much as I could.

When she was done, she moved back and gave out a long sigh. I just sat there, dizzy from the experience. She picked me up, and started to kiss me. Becoming bolder, I moved my tongue into her mouth. As our tongues entwined, she got on top of me, and grabbed my dick. She was about to put it into her wet hole, when the timer on the dryer went off. As if something were trying to tell us something, the phone began to ring at that exact same moment. “Fuck!” Rachel cried, as she pushed me off and answered the phone.

“Hello,” she sighed. After two seconds, her expression turned to one of horror. “Okay mom, bye.” She said.

Then she turned to me and said, “My mom will be home in five minutes. We’d better get dressed.”

She put her clothes on, while I went to the dryer and grabbed my clothes and hurried to put them on. I just happened to look out of the window, and saw my mom pulling into our driveway. I went to Rachel’s room, and told her that my mom was home, and I had to go.

“Wait a second,” she said. She grabbed my backpack, and stuffed something in it.

“Thank you,” I said, walking to the door.

“If you ever get locked out of your house again, just come on over.” She said, with a subtle wink.

“I sure will!” I exclaimed.

When i got home, i checked my back pack, and found that she had given me her panties. You can guess that I would be forgetting my key alot from now on!

*Well, how was it? If you think that I should write continue with the story, drop me a line. As I said at the start of the story, constructive criticism is welcome, but flames are not. I hope you enjoyed this small story. **

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I was walking past a line of shiny antique automobiles at the Benton County Fair when I spotted a 1919 Model A Pan Automobile that was manufactured in Saint Cloud, Minnesota. It was very innovative for it’s time and had a feature that allowed cross country travelers to fold down the seats into a bed for the night. As I looked into the windshield, I saw the reflection of a tall man with a grey beard, and my mind wandered back to my first automobile that I bought on my 18th birthday.

The sun had dropped below the horizon when I pulled my 1952 Nash Rambler into the driveway of Sandy’s house, a couple blocks down the street from mine. There was a full moon, and just enough light to see a tall slim woman, with her hair pulled back into a ponytail, sitting on the doorstep. The light of the moon highlighted the crisp white blouse that flowed loosely from her open sweater, above a full skirt. I climbed out of the car and went around to open the passenger side. She ran up to me and put her arms around my neck and gave me a wet kiss on the mouth. I always enjoy a friendly greeting, but I was startled when I realized that the woman in my arms was not Sandy.

Ronnie, short for Ronele, was Sandy’s close friend, and the first girl that I dated seriously. But we broke up over a year ago, when I did not match her fast paced enthusiasm for parties and wild weekends. With a nervous glance, I looked past her to see if Sandy was going to catch us.

Ronnie smiled and gave me another peck on the mouth and said “Hey, relax Bob, Sandy is laid up with the cramps from her monthlies and she asked me to fill in for the night. Besides, I need a real big favor from you, and Sandy agreed that tonight at the drive-in would be just the place.”

I was relived that Sandy had started to flow, because the last time we had sex the rubber broke, but I was still confused and wondered what Ronnie had on her mind. I looked up and saw Sandy lean out of her bedroom window on the second floor. She waved and then she threw a paper airplane towards the car. It landed at my feet and when I unfolded the paper I saw a heart drawn around a note in her distinctive handwriting.

The note said ” Bob, Honey, I am cool with what Ronnie needs. Have fun, but remember that tomorrow you are mine again. Love Sandy”. I looked at Ronnie, and she pointed to the little foil package that had fallen to the driveway when I opened the airplane. It was a condom, which of course back then we called a Rubber.

When I bent over to pick it up, Ronnie squatted down next to me and whispered in my ear, ” I need a visit from Doctor Bob.” Then she took a deep breath and said ” I need to have my cherry popped.”

The 15 minute ride to the Blue Moon Outdoor Movie Theater was very quiet. Finally, after I pulled into a parking spot at the very back, I asked her how she had learned about Sandy and I having sex while engaged in a very adult version of Playing Doctor. She leaned over and lightly bit my ear lobe and said ” close friends have lots of girl talks.”

I protested that I was honored by her request, but what about Steve, her steady boy friend. She said that she wanted to have sex with him, but he acted like he was still on the football field, when they made out. Ronnie told me that the first time she let him suck her breasts, he almost bit off one of her nipples and she wanted her first time to be gentle. I was still getting used to idea, but quite frankly I was getting aroused, and that sweet fishy smell seemed to canlı bahis be present in my car again. Wanting to make sure that I had all my bases covered, I asked if Steve would be disappointed to find out that he was not first. Ronnie told me that she had lied to him and claimed that she had lost her virginity to an Uncle several years ago, and was still getting over the experience. Ronnie was 3 months older than Steve and she planned to give in to his desires, next week, on his 18th Birthday. But, first she needed a be prepared.

The movie was ” Where the Boys Are” with Connie Francis and George Hamilton. We quickly settled back into our old habits. I made a seat for Ronnie by crossing my right leg over my left, and we started to neck. First a few light kisses on the lips, but very quickly we moved on to exploring each other’s mouths with our tongues. She pulled back and I kissed her neck, and then I pushed aside the little gold cross she was wearing and kissed the soft skin just above the swell of her breasts. I can still remember the smell of her favorite perfume, Heaven Scent. In the past, I had never gotten any farther than cupping Ronnie’s breasts under her sweatshirt, so when she let me unbutton her blouse to reveal her bare breasts, I realized that she was serious.

I looked into her eyes, and said ” are you sure about this?”

She reached out and pushed my face into her breast, and said ” I knew it would never last, but I always wanted you to be first.” But when she hesitated a moment, I suggested that we had all evening, so maybe we should slow down and watch the movie for awhile

During the intermission, I headed to the snack shack for popcorn and drinks. When I came back, Ronnie had a big grin on her face, and I noticed that her blouse was unbuttoned again. I also spotted her wet panties on the floor by her feet. She took one of the soggy ( I like extra butter ) popcorn pieces and rubbed it one of her big brown nipples. I gently sucked the nipple into my mouth and teased the tip with my tongue, while I rubbed the other nipple with my thumb and forefinger. When I heard Ronnie start to moan, I let go of the nipple and placed my hand between her outstretched legs and slowly slipped it up under her skirt. She shifted a little in my lap to give me more access, and when she felt the tip of my finger touch her opening, she flinched, and then relaxed. I ran my finger up and down the length of her vulva, and then painted lazy circles around and over her clitoris.

We kept this going for quite awhile until finally she looked at me with pleading eyes and whispered, ” Please kiss me down there.” She got up on her knees facing me and raised the front of her skirt. She was still too low, so I started to slide down a bit, when we saw them coming.

They were the Head Counters. Although most Drive In Movie Theaters just charged a flat admission per car, The Blue Moon, charged for everyone over 12 years old, and then provided a dated card with the number of paying customers written on the front. On the other side was the schedule of upcoming movies and a coupon for a free drink to be redeemed the next time you came. The coupon was to encourage you not to toss the card out the window after the show. You were supposed to stick the card in the back window, and sometime during the movie, employees would walk around to make sure that there were not more heads in the car then the number on the card. However, the owners of the theater found that they could make extra money bahis siteleri by leasing the space to an fundamentalist evangelist who preached to tourists and returning fisherman on Sunday Morning. As part of the agreement, the head counters were given the additional duty of making sure that all the heads were visible and more or less looking in the same direction. Sure, they expected to find a lot of kissing going on, but that was all that was tolerated.

I looked around and told her to reach over the front seat and pretend to be trying to grab the tissue box on the back windowsill. When Ronnie’s body stated to slide past my head, I reached under her skirt. The Head Counters briefly looked our way, and Ronnie actually waved at them with one hand and grabbed the box with the other. I reached around and gently cupped one of her cheeks in each hand and pushed her vulva into my face. I licked up and down the slit, and then sucked that swollen nub that I found at the top. She just panted for a few minutes but very soon her silent mouthing turned to groans. I started to rub a finger against her brown eye, and when I felt her body start to shudder, I pushed my way past the sphincter. Sweet, but fishy fluid flooded my face and I could feel her body pulsating on my finger. Fortunately, Ronnie had managed to clamp her hand over her mouth to stifle her scream. That took care of my motto, Ladies First, but now it was time to finish the job.

I reached down to my waist and undid my belt and unzipped my fly. My face was still in Ronnie’s crotch, but I could tell that my penis would not need anymore encouragement. Thanks to Sandy, I had enough experience at putting on a condom in the dark, so that was accomplished without looking. We did not dare risk getting caught with the seats of my Nash Rambler folded down completely, so we decided that Ronnie should position her opening above my penis and then slowly impale herself. She took a deep breath, whispered ” here I come “, and wrapped her arms around my head. She started to slowly slide her quivering body towards my exposed crotch. But on the movie screen, Bugs Bunny had just said ” That’s All Folks”, then suddenly the picture disappeared and was replaced with brilliant white.

We knew that by the time we got to the road, all the secluded spots around town would be taken, so I headed to Smithy’s Car Wash. Ok, I know what you are probably thinking. This nut case is sitting next to a virgin who wants him right now, and he wants to wash his car? That was exactly what Ronnie was saying, until I told her what Smithy had learned last year when he opened the first fully automated car wash in the county. The kids were going inside and fool’n around. First he slowed down the equipment so that it took 20 minutes from the time the doors closed until they opened again, added some soft light, made sure that the occupants knew how much time was left, and tripled the price. Then he paid a few people to brag about what they had done at Smithy’s, and kept it running every night until Midnight. Granted, everyone had to go inside to pay for the wash in advance, and prove that they were 18, but each wash came with free condoms. The one I put on at the drive in theater fell off when I went limp after the lights came on.

My car was next in line, so while we waited, I got Ronnie warmed up again. She got back in my lap, and I slipped my two center fingers inside her and rubbed her clitoris with my thumb. I just knew that what I had learned in that High School canlı bahis siteleri Bowling class would come in handy. I could only enter her up to my second knuckle but as long as I kept the pressure on her clit, she didn’t seem to mind the pressure on her hymen. She was starting to moan a little when the big metal door rolled up and I grabbed the steering wheel with my sticky fingers and pulled on to the track. As soon as the doors closed, we pulled on the levers at the sides of our seats, the back fell with a flop, and we had the comfort of a double bed.

We could have picked any position, but I still felt that letting Ronnie control the penetration was the best. I pulled my pants to my knees, and she took off her wrap around skirt. The first rinse had already started, and I looked at her beautiful body naked from the waist down hovering over my erect penis. I reached up and fondled her bare breasts under her blouse and she took hold of my penis, touching it for the first time, and guided the head to her vulva. She started to lower herself, and I watched as the head, now covered with a fresh condom, slowly disappeared inside. Her natural lubricant was trickling down the side of my shaft and dripped into my hair. Ronnie and I maintained eye contact and when I could tell by her expression that we had reached the impasse, I told her to stop. We just looked into each other’s eyes and listened to the delicate swish of the liquid being sprayed on the windows.

When the bell rang indicating that the wash cycle was about to start, and there was only 15 minutes left, Ronnie smiled at me and whispered, ” let’s do it.”

I pushed my knees up so she could lean back, and I slowly started to make short thrusts. First out until my encouraged head made contact with her outer lips and then back up again until I felt the hymen. Condoms, which because of their thickness, really did feel like rubbers dulled the sensation just enough to give me a little extra time. The extra attention I was paying to her clitoris with my thumb, speeded things up for Ronnie, and she started moan, and she rocked from side to side in unison with the car that was being gently massaged by the brushes. Suddenly she shut her eyes, her head flopped backwards, and I decided that her orgasm was my best chance to distract her from the pain of my next thrust. I gripped her pelvis and pulled her down until our public hairs mingled between our bodies. She just let out a little cry, and then she leaned forward with her hands on either side of my head and I continued to thrust the full length of my shaft into her body. I did not last long before I felt the pressure from inside my own body, and very soon there were a couple involuntary thrusts of my pelvis, and I filled the reservoir head of my condom. I held her my arms until the next bell announcing the start of the final rinse. By the time the doors were open we had managed to clean up a small amount of blood and get dressed, except for the panties. I found the panties the next morning, and stuffed them into my glove compartment where they stayed for several years.

The ride to her house was just as quiet as the first ride to theater. Doctor Bob’s job was done and after one final kiss at her front door, I quietly said ” Wish Steve a Happy Birthday”, and I turned and walked to the car.

Because Ronnie and Sandy were close friends, we saw each other at school and we even doubled dated a few times, but our time together on the warm summer night was never mentioned again. Sandy and I continued to date and remained occasional lovers right up until I was drafted into the Army and sent to Viet Nam. Now, the two women, one that took my virginity, and the other who let me take hers, are just memories.

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It turned out to be a beautiful day to take a walk in the country of Incubax. Alana, the only child in her household, now 18, was told by her mother to messenger a letter to Slath the Warlock. The reason for this urgent letter was that her father had fallen ill to an unknown disease. He could no longer tend to our crops, therefore hunger and starvation was on the horizon. If Slath could not help, who could? A lot rested on the outcome of his words.

Alana set out on her journey along with a bag of dried fruit and nuts her mother had given her. “Don’t be careless, I love you and please stick to the main path” her mother had said upon her departure. Alana left her village with excitement. Never before had she been away from her village without parental guidance. Alana was unconcerned with the dangers of her journey, for she had won many medals in the field games of her village and this knowledge had given her a sense of pride and confidence as she walked down the path that took her further and further from home.

After a considerable amount of time walking, a fork in the path presented itself. Upon observation, she determined that one path circled around the deep dark woods and the other was a shortcut through the woods. she remembered her mother’s warning “please stick to the main path”, but her father was in desperate need of help. Getting to the warlock quicker would ultimately help her father quicker. This reasoning made her choose the shortcut, a choice she would canlı bahis soon regret.

Deeper and deeper Alana walked into the dark forest of Incubax. She was surrounded by massive dark trees with moss and vines hanging from their branches. Strange sounds of birds and insects infiltrated the silence. Her imagination led her to evil stories she had heard about the forest when she was young. Insecurity crept into her mind, but this she did not make known outwardly. She crept on, into the bowels of the forest.

Later, Alana decided to stop for a snack to relinquish her pained tummy and relax her legs. The sun did not penetrate the surface of the ground because of the thick foliage of the trees above, but Alana still found warmth within the forest. This may of been because of hot spring waters, bubbling forth from ponds found scattered within, beside one of these she found an old tree stump and sat while consuming figs and nuts.

After her snack, she was about to be on her way when she noticed a figure wandering about near the opposite edge of the path. The creature had not yet noticed her, but any sound would quickly alarm him. All Alana could do was observe this grotesque beast. He was a creature of half ape and half man. He did not walk erect like a man, but hunched, with bent knees and with a limp. He wore only a torn loincloth to hide his private part, the rest of him was naked.

Maybe he would not notice her and continue whatever he was doing away from her. bahis siteleri Her wish was not answered, for he turned around and finally, she was able to see the face of the hideous monster, and hideous he was! Surprise entered his eyes, then possession. Quickly he limped over to Alana who was frozen with fear upon this monster’s approach. “Ah” he opened his mouth and breathed the sound of ‘h’ into her face. “What is here I have in my forest?” His mouth gaped open and he licked his lips from time to time.

“Get away from me you awful creature!” Alana shouted at him, but he did not heed her command. The creature stretched out his hand to touch Alana’s skin, but Alana quickly pulled away and gasped “how dare you try and touch me!” The beast may not have been able to understand her words, but her facial expression said everything. This enraged the beastly man, for all women had been repulsed by him, but this did not stop him from obtaining his true desire.

Suddenly he grabbed her by the arm and roughly threw her to the ground. Alana was hurt, but managed to look back at her attacker. He now stood over her and said “you mine now.” Alana could see the wild beast’s cock under his loincloth, it had been enlarging since seeing her, it repulsed her even more. She began to get up and try to get away, but the grisly beast grasped her by the ankle and pulled her towards him with a mighty pull. Evidence of his brutal strength gave Alana the idea that she was no match physically for this bahis firmaları creature of the devil.

The beast was crazed. He tore at her clothes with his sharp claws, tearing them from her body. The revealment of her white, unblemished skin raised the beast’s blood, giving his cock a solid erection. He fiercely jumped onto her body, Alana tried to fight him off, “get off me you beast!” she screamed. She tried raising her knee in a futile attempt to strike a paralyzing blow. The beast became enraged at her attempt at his most vulnerable spot and hit her in the head. Alana was stunned, her body fell limp on the ground and as a result, allowed the beast to have his way with her.

An ape with the soul and lusts of a man inserted his odd shaped cock inside the girl he found in the forest. His actions were only a couple of minutes containing of animalistic gyrating and sounds resembling the growlings of beasts. Alana lay unconscious during her rape, away in dreamland. Finally, following a deep groan and a sporadic spasm the monster shot his seed deep inside the warm girl. Rolling off her, his cock had shrunk and no longer was his desire for the girl, that lay by his side. The beast got to his feet and wandered off, perhaps hungry.

Sometime later Alana awoke to discover she was alone. Her brain was fuzzy, she remember the hideous monster, she remembers the monster on top of her, but not much else. Suddenly she felt a tickling sensation on her upper inner thigh. Her hand explored the territory and found a wet spot. Upon bringing the substance to her eyes she discovered sperm, again her hand went between her legs to discover even more sperm. Oh no!

To be continued…

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On a hot summer day in 1987 Scott Walker and Marina Korzun were driving in Scott’s 1983 Ford Mustang to the beach. His father had bought it for him as a high school graduation gift. Scott and Marina were both 19 and for different reasons had graduated a year late. Now high school and all its troubles were behind them. Scott groaned as he saw that the beach was already packed.

Parking would be very difficult. Still Scott and Marina had driven to far to just go and turn back now. Eventually they managed to find a parking space. The sun was shining in the sky and Scott knew that all the best spots for shade had been taken. Scott was wearing a gray no sleeve shirt and blue swim trunks. He had a mop of dark blond hair and green eyes. He was a nice-looking guy who always did his best to stay in shape. He wore white sneakers on his feet with no socks while Marina wore brown sandals.

Marina had dark blue eyes and short black hair that only went slightly past her ears. Her face was very pretty, but she had a natural intensity to her stare that only a Russian could have. She wore a black one-piece bathing suit and a yellow windbreaker since it was too hot for her to wear any other kind of coat. She carried a striped beach bag that held their towels and beach umbrella. While Scott carried a bag of matching design filled with water bottles and snacks.

There of course was a food truck at the beach, but Scott knew from personal experience that the prices were a complete rip off. Scott and Marina held hands and went down the wooden walk way. The two of them had been dating for three months and this was their first trip to the beach together.

Already it seemed like a complete disaster. There was literally no place for them to lay there towels down and set their umbral up. Marina frowned. “Are all the beaches in America like this?”

Although Marina spoke perfect English there was no hiding her strong Russian accent. Marina was getting looks from some of the beach goers that she would rather not have. Scott replied. “Only on days when you have heatwaves like this.”

“Do you think we should have come here earlier?”

“We would have had to come at like 5:00 am to get a good spot. Do you want to try the pool?”

“Won’t the pool be crowded to?”

“Scott, Marina?”

Scott and Marina turned to the right and saw their history teacher Miss Natalie Porter walking up to them. She was 27, but looked youthful enough to pass for a high school senior. Natalie wore a red bikini that left little to the imagination and give her many envious stares from women all over the beach. She had long flowing scarlet hair and kind brown eyes. A huge grin appeared on Natalie’s face as she waved at them and walked over.

Marina and Scott happily greeted her. They hadn’t seen Natalie since they had graduated almost a month ago. Scott had had a huge crush on her throughout high school until he had meet Marina, but it had never completely gone away. As for Marina Natalie had taught her all about American culture and made her feel welcomed at school. It had been her who had given Marina the courage to ask Scott out. Scott did his best not to let his eyes wonder as he said. “So Miss Porter what brings you to the beach?”

“Scott you’re not in high school anymore. You and Marina can just call me Natalie. Anyway, I came to get some sun and enjoy the waves.”

Marina glanced at the sea which was so packed with people that the constant waves were making everyone bump into one another. There really wasn’t any room for people to have fun or even get comfortable. “I don’t think there’s any enjoyment to be had here,” Marina replied.

Scott nodded in agreement. “Yeah unless there’s another beach we can go to I think today is going to be a total bust.”

Natalie knew that there was another beach that they could all go to. She hadn’t been there since last summer when she had broken up with her boyfriend. The break up hadn’t been anyone’s fault things just hadn’t worked out. Which was pretty much the story of all of Natalie’s past relationships. Still she had had lot of fun there and she knew that it would be far less crowded than this place.

Never the less she was a bit nervous about bringing Scott and Marina there. Then again they were legal adults and if they didn’t like it they could just leave. Natalie raised her arm to block some sun that was shining in her eyes asyabahis yeni giriş and said. “There’s a private beach that I’m a member of that’s a 30-minute drive from here. It’s a lot smaller than this one, but if you want to go with me that would be great.”

Scott and Marina both enthusiastically said yes and they got into their car and followed Natalie. Scott turned on the radio and they listened to Edge of Seventeen which was Marina’s favorite American song. They arrived at a wooded area and there was a dirt trail going through the woods. It led the three of them to a hidden beach, it was only big enough to comfortable fit a dozen people.

It was part of a salt water lake and not the ocean so the waves were small. However, not a piece of litter was on the sand and there was plenty of shade. But most important of all, no one else was there. Scott and Marina smiled like kids on Christmas and rushed down to the beach. They stopped dead in their tracks when they saw a white sign that gave them the shock of their lives.

Scott rubbed his eyes to make sure he was reading the sign right. “This is a nude beach.”

Marina nodded. “I guess that’s why it’s so secluded. Wait does that mean Miss Porter……”

“I told you to call me Natalie.”

Natalie trotted up to the sign and giggled at Scott and Marina’s blushing faces. “Teachers like to have fun to you know.”

Scott asked. “Are you a nudist?”

“If you’re wondering if I only wear clothes when I’m teaching. The answer is no Scott. I just think it’s more fun to swim and tan naked than with a bathing suit. Now if you excuse me I’m taking my top off.”

In the blink of an eye Natalie unbuckled her bikini top. Her breasts were now freely exposed to the warm summer breeze. Her boobs were big and her tits were quarter sized and dark pink. She made no move to take off her bottoms, wanting Scott and Marina to get more comfortable first.

Marina noticed Scott’s eyes glued to their former teacher’s breasts. She crossed her arms and mutter. “Mine are better.”

Scott quickly laid their towels down and helped set up their beach umbral. He removed his shoes and took his shirt off. His chest was hairless, lean and fit from being on the swim team. Scott sat down on his towel and thumbed with the strings of his bathing suit. He wanted to experience the joy of being naked on a beach, but he didn’t know if he could go through with it.

Marina placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. “Go ahead Scott.”

Scott smiled and undid his swimsuit strings. He pulled his bathing suit all the way down to his ankles and threw it aside. Now Scott sat naked beneath the summer sun fighting away the urge to cover himself. Scott had very dark bond pubic hair and a set of nice sized balls that both Marina and Natalie instantly wanted to cup in their hands.

His penis was only about half erect, but it was big enough for Natalie to say. “Wow Marina, Scott must make you very happy with that thing.”

Marina blushed. “We haven’t done it yet.”

The truth of the matter was Marina and Scott were still virgins. Scott had had one girlfriend before Marina and they had never made it past first base, which was where he currently was with her. As for Marina before her family had fled Russia she had gone to an all-girls school and had never had another boyfriend besides Scott.

Natalie gave Marina a friendly pat on the back. “Maybe you will today.”

Marina turned around and headed towards the lake. The waves washed over her toes as she took a deep breath and grabbed the straps of her bathing suit. She would have been more relaxed just being topless like Natalie, but since she was wearing a one-piece that wasn’t an option. Marina undid the straps of her bathing suit and pulled it down to her waist.

After gathering enough will power Marina took her bathing suit completely off and tossed it aside. Scott and Natalie gazed at her bare backside. Marina had a smooth back and her bottom was pale and perfectly plump. Marina turned around keeping her hands at her sides. Like her bottom her chest was pretty pale. Her breasts had very light pink nipples, her boobs were far bigger than Scott and Natalie ever thought. While Natalie’s breasts were slightly larger, Marina’s were definitely more round. Her vagina was covered in night black pubic hair. Blood rushed down to Scott’s crotch giving him asyabahis güvenilirmi a full-blown erection.

Marina and Natalie’s nipples harden and it wasn’t from the breeze. Scott and Marina were blushing as red as tomatoes. Marina sat on her towel next to Scott and kissed him. Scott was slightly shocked since Marina was normally to shy show him any affection in front of other people. But now that they were on a nude beach, she’d have to get over her shyness.

Scott happily returned her kiss. The two of them found out that kissing naked was a million times better than kissing while clothed. When their kiss ended, they saw that Natalie had removed her bikinis bottoms. Now Scott and Marina knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that Natalie was a natural redhead. While Marina was unshaven, Natalie’s pubic hair was nicely trimmed and her slit was perfectly visible. She spun around and ran to the water, showing off her specular tight ass.

Scott and Marina got up and raced after her. They soon found themselves head deep in the lake and were amazed on how much lighter their bodies felt in the water without the constraint of swimsuits. Scott, Marina and Natalie swam and splashed around for a while. Then Marina said. “Wait a second, we forget to put sunscreen on.”

The three of them got out of the water and got out the sunscreen. Scott knew that he would have to rub plenty of sunscreen on his groin since it wasn’t normally exposed to the sun and would probably burn easily.

To save time Scott, Natalie and Marina decided to rub sun screen on each other. It started innocently at first. They did each other’s arms, legs shoulders and backs. None the less the feeling of touching Natalie’s and Marain’s bare flesh made Scott’s flaccid member start to harden again.

Eventually they all ran out of innocent places to touch. Marina laid down on her towel and before Scott knew it he was rubbing Marina’s rear end. Rubbing her soft bottom was amazing and he gave it a couple of soft squeezes which made Marina smile and give small moans of delight. With Marain’s permission Scott rubbed sun screen on Natalie’s ass.

Afterwards Natalie decided to put sun tan lotion on her own breasts, making sure to brush her thumbs against her stiff nipples as she did. As for Marina, she let Scott do her breasts, her nipples harden beneath his palms as he rubbed her breasts together and groped them when he ran out of sun screen. When he was done with that he patted Marain’s rump a few times and then Scott and Marina shared a loving kiss. When it ended Marina and Natalie both put sun screen on Scott’s butt and then went to work on his groin.

Marina was having too much fun to feel any jealousy. Although she made it clear that she was the only one allowed to touch Scott’s cock. It twitched in joy as she put a dab of sun screen on it. As for Natalie she went to work on Scott’s balls. Before she knew it, she was gently fondling them. While Marina wrapped her right hand around Scott’s penis and felt it pulse in her hand. Without hesitation she started stroking it, Scott was almost to aroused to speak and it didn’t take him long to get taken to the edge. He softly grunted. “I’m going to cum.”

Marina gave Scott a peak on the cheek. “It’s okay Scott, no one else is here so let it out.”

“Yeah Scott if you don’t cum now you’ll have a serious case of blue balls.” Natalie responded.

Scott could barely hear them as he closed his eyes and sighed in bliss as he came. His member twitched in Marina’s hand as Scott ejaculated. His white sticky cum shot out of his penis and into the air, as a wave of delight washed over him. The sight of Scott cumming was the most beautiful thing Marina had ever seen. When he finished, Natalie kissed Marina hard on the lips and did the same to Scott. They returned her kisses with equal passion. Marina then kissed Scott while giving his soften dick one last stork.

The three of them all tried to kiss each other at once, but weren’t really successful. Afterwards they all held hands and went back into the lake. Scott got all the cum washed off his crotch, which was good because other people soon showed up. An early thirties Hispanic couple wearing matching tie dye shirts and cut off blue jeans, found a spot and undressed. They hadn’t even bothered to wear swimsuits or underwear beneath their clothing.

They had very athletic bodies since asya bahis giriş they were both professional athletes. The man had very big testicles and the woman’s boobs were apple sized with pencil thin nipples. They also had had all their pubic hair shaven off. After politely greeting each other they all swam around together.

Later on they set up a volley ball net and had a man verse woman match. When sun set came the couple left. Scott, Marina and Natalie all sat on the same towel and watched the bright orange sun begin to descend. Marina sat on Scott’s right side while Natalie sat on Scott’s left side. He put his hands on their backs, his hands went lower and rubbed their rumps. After getting an approving look from Marina, Natalie wrapped her hand around Scott’s flaccid member.

In just seconds it harden back to its full length. An idea popped into Marina’s head. She planted small kisses all over Scott’s face and whispered in his ear. Scott nodded happily and gently pushed Natalie onto her back and wrapped his lips around her right nipple. Before Natalie knew what hit her, Marina wrapped her lips around Natalie’s left nipple.

The two of them sucked on Natalie’s tits like newborn infants. A deep heat began to build between Natalie’s thighs and she felt herself get very wet. She ran her hands through Scott and Marain’s hair urging them on. Natalie’s nipples had always been very sensitive, but never in her entire life had she had them both sucked on at the same time before.

Her nipples became as hard a steel as she felt a familiar tingle in her pussy. Natalie shouted. “Scott, Marina keep going I’m about to…”

Natalie’s words left her as she climaxed. She kept her legs closed as her pussy muscles clenched. Her entire body quivered as utter joy coursed through her. When Natalie was done cumming, she sat up and said. “It’s your turn Marina, open your legs.”

Marina did what Natalie asked. She opened her legs reviling all the wonders of her womanhood. Natalie stuck two fingers into her love tunnel making Marina shriek. Scott sat behind Marina and he squeezed her breasts like crazy, while she rubbed her ass against his groin. Natalie stirred her fingers in Marain’s vagina while flicking her clitoris with her thumb.

Marain’s love juices covered Natalie’s hand. After just five more strokes of her clitoris she came hard! She squirted all over Natalie’s hand as her vagina tightened around her fingers. Never had Marina thought it was possible to feel this good! She screamed to the heavens as she came. As for Scott some pre cum shot out of his member and onto Marain’s tail bone. It took every ounce of his will power to keep from cumming again.

When Marain’s climax ended. She got up and playfully tacked Natalie to the ground. The two of them kissed for a while and licked each other’s face. Their boobs pressed together and so did their vaginas. Natalie stroked Marain’s hair. “Now’s the time to enter her Scott.”

“Take us both!” Marina replied.

Scott playful tapped Marain’s ass and pressed his cock against her soaking wet pussy lips and slowly entered her. Marina felt her hymen tear, there was a little blood and some pain. But as Scott thrusted gently inside her the pain faded and all that was left was pleasure and pure happiness of having the man she loved her inside her.

As for Scott it was overwhelming being inside of his beloved girlfriend. her warmth and softness were about to make him burst. When he felt himself at the edge though he pulled out and stabbed his manhood into Miss Porter. Natalie gave something between a gasp and a moan as she took in the biggest cock of her entire life and found herself filled more than ever before.

Scott timed his thrusts making sure to fill both of his lovers equally. They went at it for ten minutes, but it was ten minutes of paradise. But like all good things it came to an end. Natalie and Marina came at the same time, as for Scott he kept on thrusting while cumming like a gazer. He filled Natalie and Marina’s wombs with as much of his seed as he could. Scott kept pounding into them until his member stopped being hard. The three of them felt nothing, but utter ecstasy as the came together and felt more physical and emotional joy than they ever thought possible.

When their orgasms ended Scott kissed Marina and Natalie. The three of them decided to stay and watch the sun set completely before getting dressed and leaving. Scott and Marina would be going home with Natalie tonight, when morning came they would decide how to take things from there. Although all of Natalie’s past relationships hadn’t worked out before, she somehow knew that this, this would work.

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Chapter 3 — Double Date, Double Trouble

The ringing phone woke me up on Sunday morning. I idly wondered if it might be Carly. When my mother knocked on the door and told me Carly was on the phone, I felt a tightness across my chest. Maybe Nancy had called her and told her everything. It would be the ultimate revenge. If Nancy couldn’t be happy, no one would be happy.

I answered the phone with trepidation. “Hi, Carly,” I said as calmly as I could manage.

“Were you still sleeping?” Carly asked. I tried to gauge her emotional state from the sound of her voice, but her tone was neutral.

“Yes,” I answered warily.

“Oh. OK. Sam, we have a problem.”

I think my heart stopped beating right there. I felt like I had fallen down a flight of stairs. It was a good thing I was still in bed.

“What’s wrong?” I asked. I knew I sounded terrified. Carly didn’t seem to notice. She was too preoccupied with whatever the problem was.

“When I got home last night, my mom was still up. She wanted to know where we had been after the movie. I had to lie to her.” Carly was almost whispering now so she wouldn’t be overheard. Was that the problem? I was trying hard not to cheer out loud.

“Does she suspect something?” I asked, trying not to sound too jubilant.

“She sure does. She told me I can’t go to the dance with you unless we double with another couple.”

There was silence for about half a minute.

Carly continued. “This might work out. I’m going to call Nancy and see if she is going. She can double with us.”

“No!” I realized as soon as I said that how guilty it sounded. I tried not to sound like a strangled cat as I continued. “I mean, I don’t think she’s dating anyone.” Yeah, like that reassured Carly.

“I’m going to ask. It’s worth a shot,” Carly told me. “I’ll call you back after I talk to her.”

In her haste, Carly hung up before I could dream up a better excuse. The last thing I wanted was for Carly to talk to Nancy, especially so soon after what happened yesterday. I tried calling back Carly but her line was already busy. I tried a few more times but had no more luck. Carly and Nancy were talking a long time. I knew what they were talking about. I had lost Carly.

I tried doing anything to take my mind off my impending doom but I couldn’t concentrate on anything else. The minutes dragged on as I waited for Carly to call back. Maybe she was too upset to call. Maybe she was coming over to break up with me in person. I wouldn’t blame her if she was coming over to punch me in the face.

It was about twenty minutes before the phone rang. The sound made me jump. I didn’t answer it. I wanted to prolong my relationship with Carly a few seconds longer. My dad answered the phone that time and opened my door to tell me it was for me. I thanked him and picked up the phone as gingerly as if it was a bomb I was trying to defuse.

“Hello?”

“Sam, it’s Carly.”

My heart was now beating so hard that I could look down and see my shirt moving.

“I talked to Nancy.”

The seconds were like hours as I waited for the inevitable.

“We had a long talk.”

In my agony, I understood why condemned prisoners looked so calm as they were escorted to their executions. They were ready to just get it over with.

“She said that she is not dating anyone, but she’ll go with us if she can get a date.”

Huh? The blood was pounding so hard in my ears that I didn’t think I heard Carly right. I couldn’t have heard her right.

“Sam, are you there?” Carly asked.

“Yes, I’m here. Nancy said she’d double with us?” I tried not to sound incredulous but I don’t think I succeeded.

“Yes, if she can get a date. Is there anyone you could talk to about asking her?”

It was about then that I remembered to breathe. I exhaled so loudly that Carly asked me if I was OK.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I’m just…, oh, never mind. I’ll ask around.”

“Good. I’m sure you’ll think of someone. Nancy is the only person I think we could go with who would understand if we wanted to go parking after the dance.”

My harried mind was still trying to come to grips with the realization that Nancy hadn’t told Carly about me — about us. I had no idea what she was up to — and that scared me.

Carly could tell I was preoccupied about something, so we hung up soon after that. Now all I had to do was find a date for the girl I was fooling around with yesterday behind my girlfriend’s back, and everything would be fine. No matter how many times I repeated that statement to myself, it never sounded right.

Who was I going to ask? I had to do something. The last thing I wanted to do now was to leave Nancy in the lurch. I didn’t want to give her any further reason to ruin my life. I had already done enough to convince her to do that. I had to find someone who she could have a good time with. It had to be someone who Carly would feel comfortable with if there was to be a point to our double date. I thought over the list of friends from our circle. Most of them were dating. belugabahis giriş Eventually, I narrowed the choices down to one – Frank. His steady girlfriend had moved away over the summer. I hadn’t heard that he was going to the dance with anyone. He had been with us that day last summer when Carly and I got together. As far as I knew, he wasn’t aware of what Nancy and I had been doing. If I was lucky, no one had figured that out, and things would stay that way. If my luck didn’t hold out, … I didn’t want to go there.

I called Frank and felt him out. He knew Nancy and he was interested in the idea. I passed along her number and he assured me he would call her. After I got off the phone, I sat in my room, catching my breath. I was starting to think that I was going to get away with this.

There was still Monday. I knew I would have to face Nancy in class. I couldn’t get around that and it haunted me for the rest of the weekend. My stomach was in knots right up until the time I arrived at my first class. Nancy was already there, sitting in her usual place — right next to mine. I tentatively slipped into my chair, totally unsure of what to expect.

Nancy turned to face me when she heard me sit down. I held my breath.

“Good morning, Sam.” She was smiling.

I had to swallow to wet my mouth enough to answer her. “Hi, Nancy.”

“Thanks for talking to Frank. He called me yesterday and asked me to the dance. We even went to a movie yesterday afternoon. He’s a really nice guy.” Nancy was smiling, maybe a little too much. I couldn’t feel comfortable around her anymore.

“I’m glad. Frank’s a good friend. I hope you two will have fun at the dance.”

“I’m sure we will all have fun together,” she said. Even though she sounded very happy, her words sounded somehow ominous. I found myself thinking over every word before speaking to her. I was so afraid that I would say something to set her off. A few words from her to Carly and my life would go to shit.

I met Carly for lunch. She was all smiles. I let myself relax a little. I realized that if I was always tense around her, she would figure out I was guilty about something.

“I saw Nancy this morning,” she said. My heart skipped a few beats for good measure. “It sounds like she and Frank are really hitting it off well.”

“Yeah, she told me about him this morning, too. I hope it works out for them.”

“She needs someone. She hasn’t dated since she moved here,” Carly added, sounding concerned for her friend.

I knew why she hadn’t dated, of course. I was not about to explain that to Carly. Instead, I said, “It sounds like she likes Frank.”

“Good. We can double with them. My parents won’t be so suspicious when we come in late if we are with them.”

“Carly, how are we going to do anything with them in the car?” I didn’t understand what she was leading up to.

“Come on, Sam. Don’t be shy. They’ll be in the back seat and we’ll be in the front. We’ll have enough privacy.”

“I don’t know about this, Carly. They will still be able to hear us.”

“They won’t be sitting back there taking notes. They will be busy, too. Besides, it isn’t like we’re going to shock Nancy. She knows what we’ve been doing.”

“What?!” Did Carly really mean that? If Carly told Nancy that, what did Nancy tell Carly? I was sweating a little harder now.

“Come on, Sam. She’s my friend. Girls talk. Don’t guys talk about what they do?”

“Apparently not in as much detail as girls. Geeze, Carly. Did you really tell her everything?” Inside, I was hoping and praying that Nancy hadn’t shared anything about me with her.

“Relax, Sam. She won’t tell anyone. It was just between the two of us.”

I was frantically trying to think all this through. If Carly wasn’t upset, then Nancy must not have told her anything about what we had done together.

“I’ll still feel a little self conscious about doing… that… with them in the car with us,” I said.

“You’ll forget all about them once we start taking our clothes off. Trust me.” I could hear the sly smile in her voice.

From then on, whenever I saw Nancy she was all bubbly talking about Frank. They seemed to be getting very close and she was happy about it. That suited me fine. I desperately wanted her to fall in love with someone else and forget all about what she had done with me.

The girls had gotten together and planned what we would do on the night of the dance. I picked up Carly, who was dressed in a beautiful white dress. I had a flower for her, of course, which I nervously offered to her. Her mother pinned it on her dress, saving me the embarrassment of trying to figure out how to do that without looking like I was trying to feel her up in front of her parents. Feeling her up would come later.

We picked up Frank before going to Nancy’s house. I hadn’t seen Doctor Hunter since before that fateful day in Nancy’s bedroom so I didn’t know how he would react to me. I didn’t think he knew about Carly, and he knew Nancy and I were very good friends. I didn’t belugabahis güvenilirmi relish the idea that he might say something to make Carly suspect that Nancy and I had ever been anything more than friends. Fortunately, Frank went to the door to get her while Carly and I waited in the car. Soon we were arriving at the restaurant to eat dinner.

We sat at a table for four. I was enjoying staring at Carly while the four of us chatted. She looked pretty good in blue jeans at school, but seeing her in that dress really took my breath away. The thought of seeing her out of that dress later was getting me hard. The four of us had a good time eating. I managed to get over my nervousness about Nancy being there and relax. For her part, Nancy appeared to be thinking only of Frank. She looked, well, if not in love then at least in lust. They were holding hands and looking at each other. I was relieved.

The dance was fun. Our usual gang was all there. My favorite part had to be the slow dances holding Carly tightly against me. I could feel her body through the dress and imagine what she was going to look like in the moonlight later. Nancy suggested we change partners for one slow dance and I almost choked. Carly thought that would be fun and I found myself holding Nancy on the dance floor. It was the first time we had touched since she had offered herself to me in her bed. I think I was almost trembling. We were dancing so close that we could whisper into each other’s ear and no one would overhear us. Feeling Nancy against me was bringing back memories I had tried to forget and I was getting excited.

“It’s nice to be so close to you again, Sam.”

That statement wouldn’t be so dangerous without “again”. Carly and Frank were nearby but (fortunately) not able to hear her words.

“Nancy, that was –“

“A very special time we shared,” Nancy supplied. “I’ll always treasure it. I’m not sorry we did that. Are you?”

How could I answer a question like that? Either way, I was setting myself up for the kill.

“Nancy, you know I love Carly.”

“Yes, I do. She’s a very lucky girl. I hope I’ll get as lucky with Frank.”

How did she mean that?

“Thanks for getting Frank to call me.”

“You’re welcome,” I answered, glad to have dodged her question.

The song ended. As we parted to walk back to our table, I felt in a small way disappointed that I hadn’t taken the chance to enjoy feeling Nancy’s body pressed against me. Again.

I danced with Carly for the next slow song. We were swaying together closely when she innocently asked, “What did you and Nancy talk about?”

I was nervous having to always be on my toes when Carly and Nancy were together. I thought quickly and told her, “Her and Frank.” It was the truth. Mostly.

“Yeah, they seem to be really hitting it off. I’m happy for them.”

“Now I’m thinking about you… and later,” I said, hoping to distract Carly’s thoughts.

“Mmm, me, too. I’ve been getting wet thinking about you.”

We left the dance before it ended. As I drove out of the school parking lot, Carly slid next to me, put her hand on my leg, and suggested that we drive over to the old oak tree in the field. I was still a little uncomfortable about Nancy and Frank being in the back seat, but hormones were doing their best to make me forget about that. As I drove, the sounds from the back seat told me that Nancy and Frank were getting to know each other better. By the time I turned off the highway onto the dark road, they were kissing heavily.

Carly, apparently encouraged by the sounds they were making, was now rubbing my erection through my pants. She took my right hand and put it in her lap. Instinctively I tried to fondle her but it wasn’t working very well through the dress. She pulled her dress up to her waist and put my hand on her pantyhose. I gave her a surprised look but she whispered, “It’s coming off soon, anyway.” I thought I heard a light giggle from the back seat but I wasn’t sure.

I parked alongside the tree where Carly and I had first kissed months before. I turned off the lights and the engine. It was so quiet. There was a full moon so the inside of the car was well illuminated. Carly leaned over and kissed me deeply, our tongues intertwined in the way they had been wanting to all night. Carly broke the kiss and turned to face her door. “Unzip me, please.” She was wasting no time. As I undid her zipper, I hear whispers from the back seat, then the slow sound of another zipper. I couldn’t believe Nancy was going to do this with Frank. Then I thought, Why not? We were doing it.

Carly turned back to me and I helped her slip out of her dress. It was a little awkward undressing each other in the front seat. There was definitely more room for this in the back seat, but we had to make the best of the situation. In a short time, Carly was sitting in the front seat of my car in only her bra and panties, and I was also wearing only my underwear. We kissed again, running our hands over each other’s bodies. Similar sounds of belugabahis yeni giriş undressing had come from the back seat so I suspected Nancy was probably well on the way to being naked as well. As I touched Carly, I couldn’t stop images of a naked Nancy from creeping into my mind.

Carly was rubbing the front of my underwear, caressing the barely concealed erection. The sounds coming from the backseat were fading into the background as things with Carly in the front seat were heating up. Hormones finally took over and I pushed Carly back, sliding her to a lying position beneath me on the seat. I kissed her deeply, very aware of all the bare flesh touching me. Moving lower, I reached under her back and released her bra. I worked it off her arms and dropped in on top of the pile of clothes on the floor, never taking my eyes off her breasts. I kissed and licked them. The trails of my saliva were glistening in the moonlight. Carly cooed in approval as I sucked her sensitive nipples.

I kissed lower, across her flat stomach until I reached the waistband of her panties. I gripped the waistband in my teeth and managed to pull it low enough to encounter her hair, but no lower. I used my hands to pull on her panties. She obediently lifted her hips off the seat to help me and I removed her last remaining garment. I could smell her arousal as I settled back down between her legs. The position was awkward. My legs were on the floor beneath the steering wheel and my back was almost against the driver’s door, but the discomfort was forgotten as I prepared to eat her pussy.

I used my fingers to delicately pull her lips apart. My tongue softly touched her inner lips before sliding up to look for her clit. The car rocked gently as Nancy and Frank moved about in the backseat and I heard them talking softly but I wasn’t paying attention to what they were saying. I pressed my tongue hard against Carly’s pussy and licked as I looked up to her face. I really liked watching her face as I licked her.

I was surprised to see her not looking down at me in ecstasy, but looking above me in surprise. I lifted my head and bumped into something soft. Two somethings soft, actually. Moving upright, I found a topless Nancy leaning over the seat and smiling broadly. She was holding something small and dark in her hand and she held it out to me. It was a rectangular cardboard box.

“Do you guys need any condoms?” Neither of us answered; we were too shocked to speak. When she didn’t get an answer, Nancy continued, “We won’t need the whole box.” She looked over her shoulder, then back to me. “At least, I don’t think we will.” I could hear Frank laughing nervously as she said that. I looked to Carly, who shook her head.

“No, thanks, we’re fine,” I told Nancy.

“OK, whatever,” she said before disappearing over the seatback. Before I moved back into position between Carly’s legs, I snuck a glance over the seat. Frank was sitting at one end of the seat and rolling a condom onto his erection. Nancy was moving onto her back on the rest of the seat and spreading her legs. I couldn’t believe what was about to happen back there. From what she had told me, Nancy had been a virgin when she had offered herself to me.

I tried to concentrate on my girlfriend’s body, but Nancy was speaking louder now. Frank was whispering his replies but her words were loud enough to be hard to ignore.

“Be gentle, Frank. It’s my first time, you know.”

“Yeah, that’s the spot. Right in there.”

“Ooh, I didn’t think it would feel so big in me. You’re so hard.”

“No, it doesn’t hurt yet. I’ll tell you when. It’s just stretching me open a lot more than I’ve ever been stretched before.”

“Ow! That’s it! Stop for a minute.” Nancy’s loud breathing could be clearly heard.

Carly was looking at me, wide-eyed. She was obviously as surprised as I was about what was transpiring two feet away from us. I tried to distract both of us with her pussy, but what came next made that impossible.

“OK! I’m ready now. Push hard and break through.”

“Are you sure?” It was Frank’s voice now, sounding concerned.

“Yes. Make me a woman, Frank.”

Then, “Ahhh!” Nancy screamed. It wasn’t words. It was a high-pitched scream. Carly jumped at the sudden noise. I did, too. There was no doubt that Nancy had just given up her virginity.

The car started to rock softly side to side. Frank must be pumping in and out of Nancy. I could hear Nancy whimpering softly. A few times, she whispered, “It’s OK. It doesn’t really hurt. Don’t stop,” to encourage Frank.

I looked up to Carly. She was looking at the back of the seat. She must have been thinking about what her friend had just done right on the other side, what her friend was doing just then right on the other side.

I was thinking about it as well. I could have been the one to do what Frank was doing right then. It was offered to me and I turned it down. When I refused, she gave it to Frank. She could never offer that to anyone ever again. I could have been her first, but I chose Carly instead. I was thinking of how Nancy had looked that last time in her bed, her legs open, her pussy wet. She had wanted it so badly. The truth is that I wanted it badly also. I almost gave in, but I couldn’t. I loved Carly. I had feelings for Nancy, too, but in the end my loyalty was to Carly.

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“Wow the houses here are just so pretty,” Lisa breathed as she set down her suitcases into the new house- the new house they were moving into.

“Your friend Mark lives just down the road too,” Andrea said nonchalantly. Andrea was her mom but being the age she was and the looks she had, she preferred to be called Andrea instead of Mom. She had said that it made her feel old. Her father on the other hand preferred to be called dad, but in trivial times she would call him ‘Old Man’ for example times he wouldn’t let her go out with her friends.

One of the most important things to learn about her family is that they were Christian and believed according to Lisa in suffocating their children with protectiveness from the world otherwise called ‘love’. Lisa had quite a few siblings- 2 to be exact. Her brother Andre who was just 2 years younger had more freedom than she herself had. While the baby of the family Lea was just one year younger than Andre making Lisa the oldest- 19 years old.

Surprisingly the new community they had moved into had a couple of people she knew from when she was younger. After all it wasn’t a small move they had made- it was a big into another territory move simply because her dad was a travelling Nurse. Yes! You heard right he was a Nurse while her mom was a Radiologist who could well work anywhere she moved as long as there was a Health care place. This explains why her family is so rich but what it doesn’t explain is the lack of leniency on their eldest daughter.

“I can’t believe I had to break up with Jason to move here,” Lisa mumbled clearly disappointed she had to leave her wonderful bf of 4 yrs behind.

“Oh Andrea will find you a more suitable candidate,” her old Man had tried to assure her; but Lisa knew well her mother’s type and he would have to be rich and smart with no personality.

Coming from the Caribbean even though her mom was Hispanic and her dad Italian she was a mixture- coming out with a chocolate complexion, green eyes and dark curly hair. A weird mixture but it attracted guys. Maybe not the one’s she wanted but she had the ability to pick choose and refuse. Her parents had always warned her about Caucasian folk but she loved the freaky white boys- their tongue and lip piercing, dyed hair, rocker/skater attitude, blonde hair but most of all she loved their freaky sex ways.

“Your friend Mark lives on the next block if you want to go see him” Andrea said as she began unpacking the things she needed at once.

“Are you sure,” Lisa probed her mom “you don’t need to do a spot check on me first?”

A bit annoyed Andrea gritted her teeth “Why don’t you take Andre and Lea with you then?”

“Uhhh no thanks, bye,” Lisa squealed before she slammed the door shut behind her.

She wondered for a bit, Mark wasn’t her mother’s type at least not in the complexion aspect so why was it that she pushed her to go see him? Was it because he was such a good friend during those days? Was it because his parents were also in the medical field? She could not figure it out.

“Ok this is the place,” she sighed as the checked the piece of paper one last time. It was a 3 story house with a luscious green lawn out front, patio, little daisies and other flowers with a white picket fence surrounding them. Lisa walked along the tiled driveway and up the marble stairs. There was a camera above the door she noticed as she rang the doorbell.

“Who is it?” asked a voice over the intercom

“It’s Lisa,” she replied “is Mark there?” she stared at the camera for the longest while until she heard thudding coming from inside the house assumingly down the stairs.

“Lisa!” he screamed as the door flung open. She looked at him in amazement- he was tall, very tall at that, bleached blonde hair with brown roots and the tips frosted red, he had an eyebrow piercing, 4 ear piercings on each ear, a lip and tongue piercing. His face was cleanly shaven- no facial hair, he was sporting a pair of Reebok and jeans, he was topless with a couple hairs on his chest but showed off his six pack as he glistened in sweat. He looked amazing for someone who was just 20. Grabbing her in his arms, he squeezed her in his arms and she delighted in his masculine scent. He had changed so much from his brown hair and pale skin which was now tanned.

“What happened to your glasses?” Lisa asked curiously

“Oh those, I wear contacts now,” He smiled gripping her shoulders and holding her afar so he could take a good look at her

“How long has it been?” he smiled as he took in the length of her pleated black skirt, her buttoned up white blouse with the 1st two buttons loose, her straightened hair was in a ponytail and she still didn’t believe in make-up but her lips shined of gloss.

“I believe it’s been 5 years but I still recognize you,” Lisa smiled as he ushered her inside his Mansion of a house.

“Don’t bum me out,” he began “after I tried so hard to be unrecognizable.”

“How could you be?” she asked “I know you so well,” nudging him in the side. almanbahis giriş She saw him flinch and remembered he was ticklish

“You know I’m ticklish, don’t do that,” he shoved her hands away as he tried to tickle him. But that didn’t work, as soon he was down on the ground with her on top trying to grip his hands to tickle his sides and his neck.

“Your soft spots are still the same,” she giggled as he was losing control

“Yeah but I’m not as weak as before,” he said now grabbing both her hands in his and flipping them over so that he was on top ticking her. Noticing they were getting a bit too close he said

“Come, let me show you around” as he grabbed her hand, pulling her up to lead the way. It was such a big house- he showed her the kitchen, the dining room, family room, T.V. room, 6 bathrooms, (1 in the basement, 2 on the second floor and 3 on the upstairs) 7 bedrooms excluding guest rooms, the swimming pool, games room, movie room, recording studio, the study, the gallery and last but not least his room.

“Wow,” Lisa said as she scanned the room; his room was like the size of her entire 1st floor back home. He wasn’t rich he was overflowing. Either that or his parents loved to spend money unlike her conservative ones. She remembered that his father was in the music business hence the recording studio and his mom was some record holding swimming champion, his older brother –Twen did sculpting and painting in his spare time while his younger brother was in Med School from the age of 16. They were a family of wonders. She didn’t know if Mark was still into skateboarding but last time that’s what he had been doing.

“So why’d you move back here?” he finally asked

“My dad,” Lisa replied dryly “His job moves him everywhere “I’m surprised we’re still on earth”

“Why don’t you just move out so then you won’t have to move with them,” he suggested

“But I’m just in University and working part time at my age or maybe just for me in general is too much of a hassle,” Lisa said now annoyed

“You can stay with me,” he winked at her “I obviously have more than enough room.”

“Thanks but no thanks,” Lisa said remembering she didn’t want to depend on anyone but herself. She only depended on her parents for school and she didn’t want to have to rely on anyone she thought as she began to walk around his room.

The floor was all white shag, it was funny how it was maintained that clean, his bed was a king sized- of course it would have to be big with four wooden posts jutting into the ceiling. He had about 3 bookshelves as tall as the door with books of animals, medicine, music, sculpting, skateboarding, piercings and much more. Lisa interested in piercing more than ever went over to the shelf to pull the book when the whole thing moved.

“Oh shit,” Mark yelled trying to stop the shelf but it was too late. Lisa stared into a dark vacant room, but as she entered the room lit up. She scanned it seeing naked pictures of all the famous female celebrities on the wall- some of them in the act of sex, others masturbating. There was a bed with handcuffs attached, a table across held: whips, candles, mouth gags, rope, leather, vibrators, blind folds, a paddle, and a collar just to name a few. In the centre of the room was a sybian rider, a blow up doll and she spotted a couple shackles stuck in the wall.

“Lisa….” He began “I can explain….” She didn’t let him finish as she put her index finger to his lips to silence him

“Mark,” said sternly “THIS,” she waved her hands to the whole room “is AMAZING!”

“Huh?” he asked puzzled

“I wish I had a room like this,” she began as she watched his confusion “my parents don’t want me to have an interest in things like this, which is exactly why I do have one- an interest that is.”

He sighed in relief as she began to fondle and feel and the nifty gadgets he had. The bookshelf had closed so they were in there alone. His parents knowing of his weird fetish allowed him to get the room soundproof simply that he doesn’t annoy them with the moans/groans.

“When did you start an interest in this?” Lisa finally asked as she rubbed down the sybian, tracing her fingers along the leather and latex.

“Well, when you told me you had an interest in piercings and stuff like that,” he began “I sort of realized I had an interest too.”

“Or maybe…” Lisa smirked “you started and interest in what I had an interest in because you were interested in me.”

There was silence and when she turned to look at him, he was red up to his ears.

“You should tan harder,” Lisa smiled “your ears are reddening.”

Mark looked up at her but still refused to say anything due to embarrassment that she had pin-pointed, hitting the bull’s eye so accurately and as-a-matter-of-fact. Since he didn’t admit or deny, she simply continued to survey the room, hoping to find some more hidden gadgets. She was so excited; the corners of her mouth had pulled to her ears.

“So…Mark…Do… you… have… almanbahis güvenilirmi a…. girlfriend?” she asked between pauses. Soon upcoming another door, she pondered for a bit what was hidden behind it; but seen as though Mark didn’t lunge to stop her this time- she pushed it.

There it revealed a whole closet full of male and female role play outfits. All sizes. There was even XXL. What the hell was Mark into she began to ponder. Finding a size M in a latex school girl outfit- she slipped it out.

“Mark? My question?” Lisa asked again but didn’t turn her head to see what it was he was doing why he ignored her. Not thinking about the fact that Mark may be watching her she slipped easily out her clothes and pulled up the tight, figure hugging 10 inch skirt which barely covered her ass – yet bending over she picked up the remainder of the outfit; A tube top half the size of the skirt with a bow tie for the neck; and a set of size 7 black stilettos with 4 inch heels. Lisa hadn’t even noticed that ALL of the shoes were size 7 and most outfit sizes were M, all other sizes were one of each.

“I don’t have a girlfriend,” Mark finally answered. He was so awe-struck by Lisa’s undressing he left his body for a while and he stared at her gorgeous figure undressing. The skirt and tube top had been so tight she had had to remove her underwear. He just couldn’t have stopped staring as her ass cheeks jiggled when her panties were removed and as she pulled the skirt up.

Leaning back in his king chair, he had pulled off his pants and started stroking himself. Jerking off as he watched her change anyone would think he was lacking sex or better yet unable to get laid- when in fact he had gotten laid up to this morning. He had girls fawning over him, just wanting his dick like he was the last man on earth and her e he was yearning to fuck his childhood friend who had never looked at him in that way. All this effort he had gone through to become “her type”, so many things he kept doing, not even knowing if he would ever be able to see her again. And there she was in front of his very eyes- undressing. He wanted to do so many things to her- make use of his o-so-many collections of gadgets, instead he found himself having a deeper desire just to fuck her normally. Like an old fashioned military position, with her nails clawing into his back as he hoisted her legs over his shoulder thrusting deep into the fat pussy he had recently just gotten a glimpse of.

“I had a boyfriend…” she began, breaking his concentration, “we were together for 4 years and I had to break up with him because of the move.”

That made him stop, he looked at her and noticed she was fondling the sybian- almost stroking the fake cock that jutted out. He wondered if she had loved him- her boyfriend that is, but erased that thought as that was now the past and if she had truly loved him she would have agreed to stay together in a long distance relationship.

That thought now erased from his mind he continued to watch her just waiting for her to continue talking.

“Mark, you’ve become my type,” she began again as she mounted the sybian- easing the cock into her have-to-be tight pussy, considering she rubbed it against her for quite a while before it went in and when it did, she dared not move.

“You were always my type,” He finally responded not seeing the sense of telling her that all his girlfriends had most of her features. They were all of dark complexion, very rare any had green eyes and he found a few with curly hair but all in all the personalities were what was key for him. Angelic on the outside but on the inside very conniving and devilish- they were all in the science field and very smart intellectual students. Too bad his type was the complete opposite of himself. He had dropped out of school and was making his life as a skateboarder, not vey nerd like of him as he was back-in-the-day.

“Mmmmm,” Lisa began to moan as she moved back and forth on the sybian. All the thoughts in Marks head immediately escaped and the only thing he could do was drool and stroke himself harder. Watching her as she grabbed her breasts and tugged on her now hard nipples; she threw her head back, bit her lip and began to move her hips up and down, round and round. He couldn’t help but be jealous of that fake-wanna-be-real-cock as he left his throne.

It was as if something possessed him, her eyes were closed and he wanted to so very much take advantage of that while he could. In the monstrous steps he took, he was by her in seconds after having taken up: a mouth gag, a dildo, cuffs and a leash. Before Lisa even knew what was happening the bow tie she had around her neck was locked and a leash attached; before she could protest, the gag — a round black ball with holes was placed over her mouth and tied around her face; her hair tie was removed and her ponytail fell loose. She looked at Mark with questioning eyes and before she could move to prevent anything else from happening he hand cuffed her to the big T in almanbahis yeni giriş front of the sybian.

Walking around to face her, her motioned her to continue fucking the fake dick below her but she couldn’t help but ponder what the studded dildo he took up was for. Oddly enough, everything he was doing to her whether she liked it or not was making her wet. It wasn’t even 5 seconds after she began to follow his orders than he got frustrated and lifted her off the sybian; it didn’t take much seen as though she weighed about 125 lbs. Resting her on the shag carpet which was- yes, all over the floor in that room also; the handcuffs breaking loose in the process- after all they didn’t need a key. Setting her to kneel before him, he removed the cuffs properly and wrapped her arms around his waist and re-cuffing her hands that she was secure to him, no way of resisting.

Pulling her up a bit so that she faced him, he removed the gag from her face and kissed her. Licking the drool that was running her chin and deeply kissed her; sticking his tongue into her mouth until she responded; almost gagging with which the force he kissed her, she returned his kiss, sucking on his tongue and lips alternately, as their tongues danced, lapping at each other. He stopped and stared at her before kissing her lightly on the lips again. Drawing back, he stared at her, but she didn’t say anything, instead she looked up at him- her eyes clearly wanting more. Interlocking his fingers in her hair now he pulled her close and kissed her harshly again- she tugged on his lip ring and he couldn’t help but respond by tugging on her nipples. She smiled against his lips and he couldn’t help but touch her wet place. Her cunt was fat, shaved and he could barely see a tattoo of a skeleton on the front. He cupped it in his hands and delved his fingers in- making sure to let her get a taste of his tongue ring. She played with the ball as if trying to undo it with her tongue while he used her wetness to arouse her by rubbing her clit. She shuddered and tried to pull back.

It was amazing how things worked so well without words. Pulling her neck back so it was visible to him, he sucked on the most visible part and he rubbed her clit and fingered her with vigor.

“Noooooooooooo!” she screamed as she tried to pull away from him but couldn’t as she was strapped to him. Her shaking body intensified and as soon as she was about to stiffen, he stopped and kissed her again. Biting and tugging on her lips, she got into it and began to do the same to him when he pulled her back down and shoved his hard dick in her mouth- it was such a swift movement, not only did she not see it coming but if he had missed, she would have lost an eye.

“Ugh” she gagged, all her drool slipped down his cock. Reaching behind him, he pulled her hands free from the handcuffs and raised himself a bit so she was in a better position to suck on him. Resting her hands on his ass he thrust into her mouth. Grabbing her hair, he pulled her away and stuck his fingers into her mouth. Instinctively she sucked on them, and then he returned her mouth back to his cock. As he kneeled before her, who was on all four sucking his dick; he used his saliva wet fingers to bend a bit and rub it between her ass crack. She muffled a protest but before she thought of resisting, he pulled her hands underneath his legs that she couldn’t pull free. Adding more saliva to his fingers, he probed into her back hole- fingering her ass. She moaned with what he wasn’t sure was pleasure or pain but that didn’t stop him. The thrusting of his hips intensified as did his fingers; letting a trail of spit from his mouth run down her crack, he inserted another finger. She didn’t protest this time. Instead she sucked on him much harder, making circular movements with her tongue around the head of his dick. That drove him wild especially since she was starting to make herself gag on his dick. Taking up the studded dildo he had set down beside him, he eased it into her ass- bit by bit. It went in and it seems as though she didn’t notice as she continued to suck on him with much fervor.

“Ahhhh, no Mark, not my ass,” she squealed when she noticed but it was too late. The moment she stopped to talk, he spewed his jizz all over her face and in her mouth. She swallowed some before she could talk again but he was not impatient and ready to fuck.

Shoving on her back on the floor, he pinned both her hands with one of his and thrust his still hard cock into her pussy while the dildo was still stuck in her ass.

“Mark, no you can’t” Lisa began to plead, but too weak and unable to resist, all she could do was stare at Mark. Who might I add, didn’t take his eyes off her for one minute. Reaching for a remote control above Lisa’s head he pressed a red button and she screamed

“Oh shit, what the fuck!” Mark had now propped her legs over his shoulders, her hands moved gradually to his back- digging her nails into him; he smiled as he noticed she was enjoying the vibrations from the “now” vibrating dildo in her ass. She wasn’t looking at him, her eyes had rolled back and her tongue hung out of her mouth like a dog with his head out of the window. He leaned forward to lick at her tongue and she responded. Losing strength from the pleasure, she hands fell beside her head on the floor.

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Okay, So I spent Friday afternoon at Angelica Sanchez’ house. She is my new girlfriend and she is beautiful. The weird thing is that we are both eighteen and neither of us has been laid. Not even once.

She knows all about oral sex, because she sucked me off this afternoon until I thought I would faint. And I got to see her stripped except for her panties and touched her pussy and licked her breasts and man, what an afternoon.

But she said that she promised her old boyfriend who taught her all about sex that she would not get laid until she was eighteen. Okay, so a month ago was her eighteenth birthday and January was mine. So?

Well, she asked me to come over to her house tomorrow. Her folks are away for the weekend at some legal conference, so it’s just her and her two dogs and a cat at the Sanchez house. So, am I getting over there on Saturday? Right!

For some reason I slept like a freaking log on Friday night. I woke up at eight on the dot thanks to the radio alarm that plays the classic rock station. I jumped into a pair of sweats and a tee shirt along with my beat up Nikes. I jumped down the steps two at a time and invaded the refrigerator of three granola bars and a huge glass of orange juice.

Then it was attack the garage and the lawn and suddenly it’s eleven thirty. So sweating like a fountain, I pick up my cell in the garage and call Angelica.

“Hola!”

“Umm…Angelica?”

“Jerome! How are you?”

“Are you kidding me? After yesterday? I am a changed man!”

She laughs that great laugh of hers. “And are you working today?”

“Shit no! I got up early to do my chores. Jerome Woodley is a free man.”

“Would you like me to make you lunch?”

“Depends on what is on the menu.”

She laughs again. “Oh, I’m sure I can make it interesting. About one?”

“Si, Senorita! See you then!” I hang up and punch the heavy bag hanging in the garage five quick ones. Man! Am I lucky or what?

I get in the shower and scrub every inch of Jerome Woodley. I began to shave like six months ago, but really I only have to like once a week. But I take the Old Spice I took from my Dad and I splash it on my arms and my face and even under my arms.

Then I put on my really tight Perry Ellis Tee shirt that Mom got me for my birthday, a pair of Docker shorts, clean socks and of course, my Nikes again. I bop downstairs and it’s twelve fifteen. So I get on Space Book for fifteen minutes and screw around with people I don’t know.. Okay, trick is to ride my bike slow enough so I don’t get all sweated up again. I’d love to drive over, but Dad is on the golf course and I know Mom has got running around to do.

“Mom!” I call. “Garage is clean! Lawn is mowed! I am outa here!” And I head for the garage without waiting for a reply. I have a two year old Trek bike. It is really cool and cost me most of the money I earned working at camp last summer. But I found it on e-bay and I think I stole the freaking thing.

I pedal easily out of the driveway and take the bike path that runs through our town of Wellington. It is cool for May, but I am floating along. Is this the day that two soon to be graduates of Lower Wellington High School lose their virginity? I can tell you that she is the hottest girl I have ever dated, which in itself is no big deal because I have not dated that much. But she has these great boobs and a tight ass and wonderful lips and they were wrapped around my dick yesterday. Weird!

I ride some neighborhood roads and only have to get out on a main road for about a mile and I swing into Narberth hills where the Sanchez family lives. I come up to the house and leave the bike on the front walkway. On a Saturday afternoon I figure it’s safe.

I ring the doorbell and before I get my finger off the bell the door swings open and there’s Angelica. She’s wearing a large dark blue sweat shirt with Holy Cross in red on the front. I guess she’s wearing shorts under it, but I can’t tell. It comes down to her thighs and that’s about it.

She takes my hand and like pulls me in the house. She comes right adiosbet yeni giriş up to me and kisses me really softly and her tongue comes right out and into my mouth. I do the same and we are kissing like crazy and she has her arms around me and I have mine around her.

I pull back just a little and put my hands under the sweat shirt and up her back. Holy shit! She’s not wearing anything under the sweat shirt! She pulls her head back and smiles at me. “Surprised, Jerome Woodley?”

I smile back. “Well, yeah…”

She backs off and takes my hand and leads me in the huge kitchen they have with all the pots and pans hanging off the cooking island in the middle. She has a huge plate of cold cuts and cheese and crackers laid out on the island.

She goes in the refrigerator and gets two Cokes. She hands them to me and I pop them open and give one to her. She grabs the plate with the cold cuts and signals for me to take the crackers on the other plate and follow her. She leads me out to their back patio.

It’s got these great flagstones and a table with an umbrella, four chairs around the table and a couple of lounge chairs. But, the neatest thing about it is that there are about a dozen huge pine trees surrounding the whole thing except for one little path in the middle that leads out into the yard. I mean nobody can see who is doing what on the Sanchez patio. And, there is some shade there like almost all day.

Today there is a nice breeze blowing and the sun is out. The trees are just waving a bit and whispering around the patio. We put our plates down on the table between the lounge chairs and stretch out.

Angelica takes a cracker and puts some cheese and baloney on top and hands it over to me. I tip my Coke can at her. We start talking about school and our plans for summer.

“What is your friend Justin going to do?” She asks me.

“Well, his mom is getting divorced again and it looks like they will have to move, so I don’t know. Dude stayed out of trouble most of the year, though, didn’t he?”

“Yes,” she says, sighing.” She munches on her cracker for a minute and I’m looking at her lying there with those great legs stretched out and that lower lip that extends just enough to make it sexy. “I bet there are a lot of sad stories at Lower Wellington that we don’t even know about.”

I reach over to the table and take some cheese and another piece of baloney. It’s getting kinda warm so I start to take off my tee shirt. I stop. “Umm…is it okay for me to take off my tee shirt?”

She laughs that great tinkling laugh of hers. “After yesterday? What a silly question, Jerome Woodley!”

“Oh, yeah. I guess.” My ears are getting red. I take off my tee shirt and stretch out again. Without even looking over at Angelica, I say, “aren’t you getting warm?” Now, I swear, I was just making conversation, honest!

But I hear her giggle again and I hear some rustling an when I look over again, she has taken the sweat shirt off and man! I was right! She’s wearing nothing underneath but a pair of bikini bottoms!

She is propped up on one elbow looking over at me and grinning. “Wow! Angelica! I didn’t…that is, well, umm…”

She laughs again. “Like what you see, Jerome Woodley?”

I sit up. “Hell yes! Wow! You are really something.”

Her eyes half close. “What do you like about what you see. Tell me.”

“Umm, everything. I mean you got those great legs and your boobs, I mean breasts, are just, well, magnificent.”

She reaches under the table and pulls up a bottle of sun tan lotion. “You know, Jerome Woodley, those UV rays get through the trees really easily. Would you rub some lotion on me?”

With that she rolls over on her stomach and stretches her arms over her head, holding the bottle out to me. Well, by now I have a boner that is stretching my shorts, big time. I take the bottle and move over to the bottom of her lounge chair. I rub a lot of the stuff on both my hands and go up to her back and start to rub her shoulders.

“Man, Angelica,” I say, “I never realized what strong adiosbet giriş shoulders you have!”

“I am a swimmer, Jerome Woodley. Not at school, but I belong to a swim team in the summer.”

“You never told me that!”

With that she suddenly rolls over and is laying there with her boobs splayed out on her chest and her flat stomach and incredible legs right in front of me. “There is a lot about me that you don’t know yet, Jerome Woodley.”

I am trying to look her in they eye, but it is not easy. I mean man, her boobs are but gorgeous and as I’m staring at them because I can’t help it, her nipples become hard and stand up as if they are taunting me.

“Well, Jerome Woodley, don’t stop. This is where the sun can do the most damage, you know.”

“Oh yeah. Right. Sure” So I lather up my hands and start up at her neck. I’m rubbing very softly on her neck and bring my hands down to her shoulders and rub the lotion on her arms and then, well there is no way to avoid it – not that I want to, understand; but I drop some lotion on her breasts and she wiggles a little. I’m on my knees now, between her legs and sitting back on my haunches. I’m rubbing the lotion in on her breasts and she is starting to wiggle even more and breathe harder. She has both hands up over her head and is holding on to the top of the lounge chair really hard.

I am lost in those boobs. And my knees are killing me. So I shift so that my legs are hanging over the side of the lounge chair. This lets me lean back a bit and I reluctantly leave the wonder of Angelica’s breasts and begin to rub her stomach. I get down to the bikini bottoms and she raises her buttocks and brings her hands down and wiggles out of the bikini bottoms. She is stark freaking naked.

She is glistening from all the lotion I’ve put on her and I am in dreamland. Then she spreads her legs a little more and murmurs up to me “Finish what you started, Jerome Woodley.”

Well, my hands are still slick with the sun tan oil, so I start to massage her upper legs. They are really strong and buffed. Yeah, she must be some swimmer. I move my hands up and down her legs, kneading them, but not too hard.

She draws her legs up a little and my hands slide down her thighs and I am massaging the inside of her legs, right near her vagina. Now, with another girl I might call this her pussy. But this is Angelica freaking Sanchez, for God sake! So I’m rubbing and her legs are moving farther apart and she takes my hands and moves them right on top of the little bit of brown pubic hair that she’s got.

Now she’s guiding my hands and she takes the right one and begins to use it to rub right at the opening. “Go ahead, Jerome. Go ahead,” she whispers.

Well, okay, so I gotta do what I gotta do – shit! What I am dying to do! So I take my hand and slip one finger inside her. She is warm and wet and thank God for porno sites! I know how to stroke gently and then harder. She is now moaning and wiggling on the chair. Her hands are back holding on to the top of the chair.

I slip a second finger in and there is still plenty of room. Now, I know about a girl’s hymen and how you might break it with anything including a horse back ride. But I don’t feel anything there except a lot of slick wetness that is getting wetter all the time. She is now arching her back and really writhing from side to side. She takes her hands down, sits up just a little and grabs my head in both hands. “Kiss me, Jerome Woodley,” she moans. “Kiss me.”

So my fingers slide out of her and I’m laying right on top of her naked body, with the boner in my shorts pushing right where my hands were a second ago. We are kissing and she is pushing up against me and our tongues are going at it big time. She reaches down and grabs the top of my dockers and pulls the belt open and slides the zipper down. I get real cooperative and take them off myself. I’m laying on top of Angelica in my jockeys and she is naked under me and my jockeys are getting wet from her. What the hell.

So I slide the jockeys off and now I am on top this incredibly hot adiosbet güvenilirmi girl and we are both naked and I know what has to come next. But I don’t know how to start things at this point.

Her eyes are half closed. “Jerome, Jerome, mi amor, she is sighing. What are you waiting for?”

Well, to tell the truth, I don’t know. But I am. She reaches down and grabs my dick in her hand. It is wet from her vaginal juices and when she takes ahold of it, it gets even bigger. She raises her legs, pushes her ass up in the air a little and guides me into her. Guides me into her!

Oh my God! I’m getting laid for the first time in my life! I’m fucking a beautiful girl! And not with some cheap whore or one of those easy bangs at school – but with Angelica Freaking Sanchez! On her back patio on a lounge chair covered with a big towel and the sun beating down on my back! The trees are waving for me to keep it up. She is holding on to my back and moaning in my ear and her legs are wrapping themselves around me and she is holding me in a freaking death grip.

I am pumping up and down really slowly. Not that I know that this is the right way to do it, but because I’m afraid if I pick up speed I’ll cum and I really don’t want to do that just yet. She grabs me with her legs like a wrestling hold and arches her back and says in my ear “now, Jerome Woodley, now!”

And she starts to call out in a language that I know isn’t English and also is not Spanish. And she grabs my ass cheeks and pulls me in even closer and she squeezes with her legs and I feel her vagina close around me and HERE I CUM!.

I shoot what must be a quart inside her. She shudders and shudders and finally stops and her breathing slows down and I am sweating up a storm. My dick begins to shrink and slides out of her.

Suddenly I feel all the plastic under the towel and realize how uncomfortable this is. But a minute or so ago, man, I was flying. I felt nothing but Angelica. So this is what it is like. No, this is what this was like. It can’t be like this every time. No way. I lean back a little and look down at her. She is smiling at me. I sit up and our bodies come apart. I lean back and swing my legs off the lounge chair.

She is still smiling at me. “First time, Jerome Woodley?”

“Yeah, Angelica, I told you! Was it okay for you?”

“It was magic, Jerome Woodley. I have masturbated and cum. My old boyfriend Joel would make my cum with his hand and his tongue. But I told you, I never have had intercourse before. I t was wonderful Thank you.”

“No, I mean, thank you Angelica. Wow! I was, I don’t know. Like I was not even here. Like somewhere else. Know what I mean?”

“Oh yes, I do. I was too. I think I love you, Jerome.”

“Umm..I love you, Angelica. I cannot imagine ever making love to anyone else. Can you?”

She shakes her head and giggles. “No, not right now, I can’t!”

With that she swings her legs off the lounge chair, takes up the towel, her bikini bottoms and her sweat shirt and motions for me to come inside. I pick up my clothes in a bundle and follow her.

Without a word she heads upstairs and I follow her naked butt, a little red from what we just went through on the lounge chair. She leads me into the bathroom and into this huge stall shower. The water is semi-warm and we soap each other up all over and just giggle and wash each other. Then we come out and dry each other all over.

She slides the sweat shirt back on, without the bikini bottoms. I get dressed and she leads me back downstairs. We are standing in the front hall. “So, Jerome Woodley, we are now lovers, yes?”

“Hell yes! Angelica – I love you!”

She puts a finger up to my lips. “Let us see how we get through this summer. Oh – and Jerome? Next time you come over and we are alone? Bring some condoms. We cannot take these chances, right?”

I grin from ear to ear. “Right, Angelica. I promise.” We do along, long kiss goodbye and I open the door and go out. She is standing in the doorway with her arms crossed under her breasts in that sweatshirt. I get on my bike and wave. She waves back and I start for home.

The breeze is blowing past my ears and I want to shout to the whole freaking neighborhood: I made freaking love this afternoon! Not just got laid, but made actual freaking love! Jerome feels like a man!

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