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Innocence lost

Please see the start of this story Virginity Gone .



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I wasn t really sure what I wanted.



I had to go skiing.



Maggie was there in her ski kit looking fabulous and with a number of boys staring at her with puppy dog expressions. Her eyes were slightly puffy and her lips more pronounced than I remember. My scars from the night before were a sore cock a scratched back and a loss of innocence hers were apparent for all to see (or was it just me?)



She asked Rob and I to ski with her and Barbra and Timmy. Our instructor was ill and they were trying to find people to look after us. We would be fine with her – of course she would look after us.



Timmy went off with some other boys leaving the four of us.



We skied with Maggie close to me all the time sitting with me on chair lifts and pressed close to me on the train or in the gondolas. Her hands ran over the outline of my cock in my ski pants whenever she could. She whispered that she loved me and wanted me to make love to her tonight. That she wanted me to cum on her belly and breasts and deep inside her. She said she could see my cock straining to get into her and that tonight she would be my teacher again.



I was amazed. I was 18 years old sitting next to a woman three times my age who was describing in graphic detail how I was going to invade her body while she worshiped mine. I was excited erect and already that ache was back again.



Barbra and Rob were equally enthralled with each other. Over lunch of pasta and red wine which I have to say I had not really acquired a taste for they giggled and held hands it was obvious that they had fucked each other and that Barbra knew what had happened between her mother and me. It was cold but the intimacy we all shared helped keep us warm.



After lunch Maggie made it clear that she had had enough on the slopes and was going back to the Hotel. Barbra announced that she and Rob were going to do their own thing and would see us later. I knew that I would do anything that Maggie wanted I was slightly drunk rather tired and had a deep ache in my balls.



It was a long ski down into the village through the trees. The sun was shining and the sky blue but still it was desperately cold. We skied in silence being passed by other skiers and overtaking some. Maggie was an excellent skier and while I had skied since I was 4 I was nowhere near as good as she was. I followed behind her her skiing effortless fast and slightly dangerously. She knew the line perfectly and was not worried about vertical exposure or the steepness of the slope. Her hair flew out behind her as she schussed an especially steep and narrow path. Suddenly she turned off the piste and into the woods. I followed skiing fast past trees following Maggie who I could hear laughing as she raced down an ever steeper slope. Inevitable I fell and shouted for her to stop. After retrieving my poles and putting my ski back on I followed her tracks down.



Maggie has taken her skis off and was squatting having a pee. I could hear the sound of her pissing and see the yellow pee cutting into the snow. Her pink bottom contrasted with the snow her dark crack offered an invitation that I was not sure I could accept. She pretended to be embarrassed accusing me of sneaking up on her but I could see that she was assessing the situation and that the grin on her face was warm.



Take of your skis – and come here –



I did as I was told and looked up to see Maggie kneeling with her naked ass in the air.



Her black crack and cunt were on display.



Fuck me like a dog .... shag me like a bitch on heat .... my pussy wants your cock ...... .... fucking fuck my ass ... NOW



She was panting as I unzipped my ski pants and took out my cock. Pre cum dripped from the tip and I knelt in the snow and positioned myself at the entrance to her cunt. I peeled back my foreskin and started to penetrate her she pushed back and I drove into her as hard and far as I could. As ever she was soaking wet. The effect was immediate Maggie came gushing her cum all over my cock and balls. Her face was in the snow and she gasped and muttered. My hands pulled the cheeks of her arse apart as I drove into her spurting my cum in her sopping wet cunt.



The whole thing took no more that 30 seconds or so. The energy that had built in us both all day needed to be expelled. It had been. I watched her as she scooped a handful of dry powdery snow and let it fall on my cock. The contrast was agony. She blew the snow away and licked up what had melted mixed with her cum and mine.



Clothes were replaced and I sat against a tree with Maggie between my legs her back to me. She was still shaking. Her head was leaning back on my shoulders as if she wanted my support and strength. She pulled my glove off my right hand and pushed it inside her ski jacket. I cupped her warm breast feeling her erect nipple.



Oh God! I hope this never ends she sighed. We kissed her tongue gently dominating mine. Her sighs and whimpers indicating just how satisfied she was



We somehow made it back to the piste and then to the hotel. Maggie and I had tea together before going up to our respective rooms. I was looking forward to a shower and siesta. But when I got to the room the door was locked and from the noise inside it was obvious that Rob and Barbra were going at it hard.



I did not want to go to Maggie s room. I wanted time alone and time to think.



I went down to the bar and sat in a comfy chair. My thoughts were coldly logical. I was no longer a virgin. A woman who seemed to pee every time she got excited was fucking me. I was being used and educated. My cock was sore. I was tired. I was lucky and I was unlucky. I was unsure what to do. There were five days left of this holiday.



I ended up ordering a series of rum and cokes and having brief conversations with the people who drifted in and out of the bar. Finally at about 6:30 Maggie came looking for me.



She looked at me and asked me if I would like to use her shower. She said she knew where Barbra was and it seemed wrong for me to wait for them to finish.



In her room we said nothing. I looked at the bed and remembered what had happened there last night. I was surprised to see my clothes on the bed and a white towelling dressing gown and towel waiting for me. I stripped naked and walked to the shower. Hot water was my only thought as I washed.



I knew Maggie was going to join me. I felt her slide in beside me and her mouth plant itself on mine soft and warm smelling of toothpaste. Soap was applied to both our bodies a slippery lather on tits cock and cunt. Her hands went straight to my cock and balls and she knelt in the shower. I kept my eyes closed as I felt her tongue tease the tip of my cock. I was hard immediately and expected to feel her warm mouth take me deep in her mouth. Put instead she started to slowly run her hands up and down my cock increasing her grip and wanking me slowly and deliberately. The water from the shower was running down my body onto my cock. Maggie s hand eased my foreskin back and as the rush built in me she opened her mouth and swallowed my cum as it shot from my jerking cock. She dribbled some out of the side of her mouth for me to see and the shower to wash away.



Maggie was insatiable.



That evening I explored her even further. No part of her body was reserved.



My cock was sore and I was quite sure I could not go again. But we left the shower and fell wet onto the bed. She dried me and kissed me all over. She rubbed some soothing cream onto my cock where it was red and raw.



Eventually we made love again. It seemed to last for ages. Again it was a wet affair. Maggie s ability to gush and keep on gushing was I thought quite normal Sally had been a gusher as well. Only Sarah had needed time to get wet and lubricated



Maggie treated this session as a lesson. She coached me to give her more and more pleasure. Her demands were made in a firm and insistent way. Go slowly my darling – Don t cum yet Fuck me Fuck me fuck me . Play with my nipple Kiss me there. Harder harder harder . Pull out and spunk on my tits God I love your cum



She said she loved it when I was behind her spooning with my cock deep in her pussy her long hard nipples in my fingers. She made me pull the cheeks of her arse apart and tease her by pretending to withdraw running the head of my cock around the lips of her fanny before making me drive hard into her. She wanted me to do what I wanted.



Use me. Use me Use me.



Our sex was noisy.



The slurp and belch of fanny farts as her wetness and mine combined and my piston cock thrust into her wet cunt love pot were gloriously loud.



She loved the tip of my finger just up her bum. She made me lie on my back as she rode my cock. Her tits jumped and flew. She leaned forward and raised herself so I could see the grip her cunt had on my cock. She lowered herself slowly all the way down so that I was lost in her. Grinding herself onto me as if she had to impale herself on my cock.



She milked my cock slowly wanking her hand up and down the shaft while her other hand rolled my balls gently together. She wanted me to cum on her in her and over her. My depleted orgasms were now less fruitful but I still satisfied her demands shooting and spilling onto her breasts and into corner of her mouth.



She was never violent of out of control. She was fucking an 18 year old boy. I never thought of it as illegal or wrong. It all seemed so right.



We smoked after sex and drank. Maggie was proud of her body. At 45 she was I learned later well past her prime. But her cunt control and ability to fuck all night would have put many a younger woman to shame. She was insatiable.



I believe now that she wanted me to dominate her. She loved it when her legs were wide apart and my gaze was focused on her fanny. She was amazingly supple and happy to have her body bent into many contorted positions. She was a fantastic teacher.



She was teaching me so that I could satisfy her. She loved the whole performance of fucking from the first moment when it was inevitable that we were going to fuck to that moment when the act was complete and the sweat was drying on our bodies. Maggie loved to verbalise and describe what was happening. When she showed me how to find her G spot how to feel my cock from her ass. She talked me through every movement.



She had no inhibitions.



She loved to be taken doggy style. Kneeling on the floor with her head buried in a pillow while I slowly pumped her from behind. Her breasts hanging freely swaying as I moved in and out. She loved to have her tits cupped pressed together and fucked until I shot in her face.



She invited me to fuck her arse. It will be tighter for you and I will love it too she implored me. But I had become a converted cunt man and I could just not imagine her arse could ever feel as good as her wet wet cunt. I didn t want to bugger her. It wasn t right. Some taboo existed that I had never been aware of. I was happy to fuck a boy and cum in his arse. But I was not prepared to bugger Maggie. I fingered her asshole and made her cum like that on many occasions but I never fucked her sweet bottom.



It also made me think. I was little more than a boy. My thoughts raced and swirled.



I was happy to do anything else she suggested. I came in her ear so she could see if she could hear me cumming. I rubbed her feet with my cum and shot loads down her throat. We swapped kisses after we had cum. She pushing my cum back into my mouth as I passed her cum back to her.



The rest of the holiday has been lost in time. I know that it soon became obvious to everyone in our party that Maggie who was definitely not my mother was infatuated with me. I needed space but I also needed to fuck and be fucked.



Maggie and I continued to have sex whenever she wanted it. She sucked my cock on the balcony of her room while we were waiting for Barbra to have a bath. She made me put my foot in her fanny under the tablecloth while we were eating dinner. She lay in the bath and made herself cum as I watched her. Diddling herself while I wanked. She made me watch her peeing and taking a dump. She showed me how she trimmed her pubes and even offered to shave herself for me. She kissed and licked me from the tip of my cock all the way to the top of my crack paying attention to my arsehole en route. We slept together every night and Barbra spent the night with Rob. Everyone knew what was happening. No one mentioned it.



She introduced me to sex and fucking. She was a brilliant teacher and I still remember the lessons she gave me.



Thank you dear Maggie.

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Chemistry

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I learned many things in college. I learned how to set schedules for homework and studying. I learned how to live on my own. I learned lots of scientific theories and the meaning behind many pieces of literature. The most important thing I learned however was what I wanted in life.



Of all the memories I have of college Sheila is definitely the best most clear and sadly most useful. I met Sheila during my senior year. We were both chemistry majors and ended up in the same capstone course. As luck would have it our instructor divided us up into groups of two for our final projects (which lasted the entire semester). However my luck was good luck because I got coupled with Sheila.



Sheila was a quiet girl but very nice and friendly once she knew a person. She was about 5 2 . She wasn t skeleton-skinny but was definitely not big. She was small but in shape. Her chest was somewhere just below a C cup but against her small frame it was perfect. She had long dark hair that had natural red highlights which she usually wore down.



I d never met Sheila before but I had seen her around campus since we had the same degree plan. The college was large however so we had never had a class together until then. When we were assigned as project partners we introduced ourselves.



Um... hi. I m Sheila but I guess you know that already since Mr. Danes just said our names. So you must be...



Chris. Chris Larson. Nice to meet you. I offered my hand and she shook it. As we shook hands I couldn t help but notice her looking me over though I thought nothing of it at the time.



Now would be a good time to describe myself during college. I was a couple inches shy of 6 tall and just over 140 lbs. I wasn t ripped or anything but I considered myself to be in good shape. I had short brown hair that I parted to the side and while I never really believed it myself everyone always said I had a pretty face. I didn t know if that was a good or a bad thing since I was raised in a family where pretty was synonymous with girly and pansy . My previous girlfriends had seemed to like it though so I had become ok with it.



Anyway we spent the rest of the class getting to know each other and talking about possible research topics for our thesis (which was the project for the class). I found out that she was an only child and had never really had many friends when she was in grade school and high school. Her grandfather had been a science buff and she had spent a lot of time with him which is why she was a chemistry major. When she had come to college she had finally made friends and found people who liked her but she still retained some of her insecurities from before college which is why she was shy. As she told me her story I couldn t help but wonder who wouldn t want to talk to her?



Over the next week we decided on a thesis topic and scheduled research meetings for every week of the semester four nights a week: Monday Wednesday Friday and Sunday. Things started off wonderfully. We met at the library did research and study until after midnight then went to a 24-hour breakfast place to wind down and relax. It didn t take long before we became friends and started calling each other on the nights we didn t get together. However again I didn t think too much of it since she had recently revealed to me that she had a boyfriend from her hometown who attended another college.



One Wednesday night about halfway through the semester she was late to our meeting. I got worried because she was never late (she usually got there before I did). I took out my cell phone and called her. No answer. I waited another 30 minutes then decided I needed to go find her.



I went to her dorm room and knocked on the door. No one answered so I put my ear to the door. I heard a sound so I knew someone was there.



Sheila? It s Chris? Are you there?



The sound stopped for a bit and then I heard a sniffle. She was crying!



Chris? What are you... Oh my god! Our meeting!



I heard Sheila walk to the door so I pulled my head away. She unlocked and opened the door and waved me into the room.



I m so sorry. It s just that my boyfriend and I just broke up and.... Oh god Chris...



She turned away from me ran to the couch and continued crying. I wasn t sure what to do. I shut the door walked over to her and put my arm around her. She leaned into me and cried on my shoulder.



What happened?



She calmed down just enough to talk.



A friend of his called me earlier and told me that he had been cheating on me! Having sex with another girl! The friend said that he was tired of waiting for me and that he called me a... a... a fucking virgin bitch and that if I wasn t going to have sex with him he d get it somewhere else! I didn t believe him so I called my boyfriend and asked him. He said it was true and that he never wanted to see me again. Then he hung up on me and I just lost it!



Her crying continued and I began to move my hand up and down her arm to comfort her.



Shh... it s ok. He s obviously a jerk who doesn t deserve you in the first place! And don t worry about missing our meeting. Sometimes things happen. I m just so sorry this had to happen to you.



Th- Thank you.



She wrapped her arms around my neck and cried for at least another 45 minutes. After she had calmed down I offered to take her out to make her feel better. She said she would rather stay home and go to sleep. She walked me to the door and opened it.



Thank you again Chris. This... really meant a lot to me.



With that she gave me a kiss on the cheek.



I ll be better by Friday I promise. So we ll continue our work then. See ya.



Bye Sheila. Call me if you need anything even if it s just someone to cry to.



I turned and left. I was worried about Sheila and felt bad for her. However I couldn t stop thinking about the kiss she d given me. I mean sure she was in an emotional crisis and I had helped her through it but something about that kiss had seemed like more than a thank you. I put my hand to my cheek as I walked to my car. I drove home went to bed and tried not to make a big deal out of it.



The next day I went to class then decided to make sure Sheila was ok. I called her from my cell phone.



Hello?



Hey Sheila. It s Chris. How are you today?



Chris! Hi! I m.... better....



You don t sound convincing.



Yeah well I m not completely over it. I m sure that will take time. But I spent all night and today thinking about it and you were right. He didn t deserve me. Speaking of which I d like to thank you for helping me through last night. You really didn t have to do that...



Don t think anything of it. I d like to think we ve become friends this semester and that s what friends do.



Yeah... friends. Anyway I really want to thank you. What do you say I treat you to dinner tonight? You ve always taken me out after our meetings. Well tonight is my turn. What do you say you pick me up at 7:30?



Something in her voice....



Um. Sure! Sounds good. But you really don t have...



Great! Then I ll see you at 7:30! Bye!



Yeah... bye.



I hung up the phone and stood thinking for a bit. She had sounded much too happy for a girl who had just broken up with her long-time boyfriend. I came to the conclusion that she was just repressing it and trying to act happy so she would feel happy. I decided I would talk to her about it tonight to make sure she didn t hold in her feelings.



I looked at my watch. It was 5:30. I went home studied a little bit then showered and dressed. For some reason I dressed a little nicer than usual. I got to her apartment around 7:40 and knocked on the door. She opened the door and stepped out. My jaw almost literally dropped open when I saw her.



She had on a sexy red dress that went halfway below her knees. Her hair was up which I had never seen and looked damned good. She had on sensible heels that made what little of her legs I could see stand out even more than they already did. She had put on make-up something else I had never seen but did not wear a lot of it. To be honest she didn t need it but it did look good.



You re late she said as she locked the door. I started to apologize before I saw the smirk on her face. We both started laughing and turned to go to the car.



Well aren t you going to offer me your arm? That took me off guard but when a girl that looks like she did that night asks you to do something you do it. I stuck out my elbow and she put her arm in mine. I walked her to the car opened the door for her and helped her in. I shut the door walked around to the driver s side got in and started the car.



So where are we going madam?



The Italian place over on 42nd.



That really took me by surprise.



Really? But that place is expensi..



Shut up and drive. She winked at me and I did as she said.



We got to the restaurant and walked in arm-in-arm.



Reservation for two. Sheila.



We were taken to a private room with one table that had a single candle on it between the place settings. We sat and I tried to say something but she cut me off with a shake of her head. It was only after we had received our food (after the appetizers and salad) that anything was said and it was her who started the conversation.



I really do appreciate what you did last night. I ve never had anyone treat me as nice as you did and that includes that jerk I used to call my boyfriend.



Well like I said we re friends and that s what fri-



Suddenly I felt something on my leg. It startled me at first but then I realized what it was. She was rubbing my leg with her foot under the table.



Well I was thinking. I m really glad that I never did have sex with him. I had thought about it and almost did a couple times. But now I know I would have just regretted it. I knew I was saving myself for a reason and I think I ve found that reason.



When she said that her foot went dangerously high. It was only dangerous because I knew I would have to be standing and walking soon. I was so stunned and shocked at witnessing this behavior from Sheila that I couldn t speak. We finished our meal in silence. When the waiter came back and asked us if we wanted any desert Sheila answered.



No thank you. We have desert waiting back home.



Sheila paid the check and I insisted on leaving the tip. The guy in me wouldn t allow me to let her pay everything. After that we stood (luckily talking with the waiter had helped my um situation) and walked back to the car. However things had changed. She was more leading than following. I helped her into the car got in the driver s side and started the car.



Sheila placed her hand on my leg and said



My roommate is home and I don t feel like talking to her. Can we go back to your apartment?



I lived in a one bedroom apartment by myself. I had found that living with others destroyed my study habits so my junior year I had begun renting an apartment. I only nodded to her swallowed hard and began to drive. We were coming up to a convenience store and Sheila told me to pull over. I began to ask why but in the theme of the night she interrupted me by simply ordering me to pull over again. I did and she got out and went into the store.



She came out with a rather large bag. She got in the car and we went back to my apartment. I opened the door and she walked right on in and went straight for the fridge. I heard her open the door and heard glass hitting glass.



So she had bought beer.



Would you like a drink? I heard her say from the kitchen.



Sure thanks! I said. She came into the living room where I was sitting on the couch and sat beside me handing me my drink. We opened our drinks and drank in silence just looking at each other. When our bottles were empty she took them and put them on the table. She turned towards me and took my hands in hers turning me towards her.



You really have no idea how much last night meant to me. I ve decided that I never want to be tempted to give myself away to another jerk like that bastard ever again. Instead I want to give myself to you. Tonight.



She looked me right in the eyes and I couldn t believe what I was hearing.



Sheila I...



She put her finger to my lips.



Quiet. I ve thought about this. In fact I ve thought about it all semester. I was actually going to break up with my boyfriend because of you but he beat me to it. I wasn t upset that we broke up I was just upset about what he did and said.



When she said that I could see a twinge of the previous night s pain in her eyes. It quickly cleared though as she continued speaking.



You are the nicest most polite guy I ve ever known. Most of the guys I know and have known are jerks. I don t want to risk getting drunk or caught up in the moment and giving them my virginity. I want it to be special. I want it to be with some one I know and trust. I want it to be with someone I.... with someone I love.



Woah.



I love you Chris. I ve known that for a couple weeks now. I know we haven t known each other very long but you re so different. My feelings for you are so different. I tried to tell myself that it s all in my head but it isn t. I know that now. I love you Chris.



Sheila I...



Before I could finish she leaned over and kissed me. It was a very gentile very sensuous kiss on the lips. It lasted what seemed like forever although in reality it couldn t have been more than a minute. She pulled away and looked into my eyes. The kiss had been the single best kiss I d ever shared and she could see that in my eyes. She smiled at me put her hands on my face pulled me to her and kissed me again. This time it was a hard deep passionate kiss. Our lips parted and her tongue immediately invaded my mouth.



Our kiss deepened into a full-on make-out session. Our hands were running up and down each other s bodies and she was beginning to moan quietly. After about 15 minutes of this she broke from and pushed me down onto my back and slid down my body.



Before I could say anything she had my pants undone and pulled down to my ankles. My boxers were tenting up and she grabbed me through the fabric and began to run her hand up and down. All thoughts of protest left my mind as incredible feelings rushed to my brain. I almost didn t notice when she slipped my boxers down and took my cock directly into her hand.



It felt so incredible. I had never felt so good before. She didn t know it but I was a virgin too. I had fooled around with girls but had never gone all the way. However no other girl had ever made me feel so good. As she continued stroking me she leaned down and gently licked the head. This made me shiver and groan and I looked down just quick enough to see her smile at my reaction. With that she gripped my tightly pulled all the way down to my balls to pull my skin down and tight and took me into her mouth.



I saw stars.



It felt unbelievable. Indescribable. She moved her head up and down and she licked and sucked. I didn t realize it but I had begun bucking my hips trying to fuck her mouth. She must have done this before (to my utter surprise) because she moved her head in time with my bucking which made all that much better.



My balls began that familiar tingle and I knew I wouldn t last much longer. I had apparently been groaning and panting but between these I tried to tell her I was close. She responded by wrapping her lips around my head sucking gently but continuously and moving her hand up and down on my shaft.



I couldn t have held back even if I had tried. I exploded in to her mouth as my vision went black again. She began moving her head up and down again licking my head until I finished. I slumped back having no feeling left anywhere and felt her get up. I heard her close the bathroom door and heard the sink run. My mind and heart were both racing.



By the time she came back I was regaining feeling. I had shut my eyes and heard her walk up to the couch. I opened my eyes to see Sheila standing before me wearing only her bra and panties.



I felt my cock twitch.



She pulled on my shirt and I sat up. She pulled off my shirt and then took my pants and boxers off from around my ankles. As I sat there naked staring at her I began to think about what was going on and if it should be. Those thoughts didn t last long however.



Sheila sat on my lap and began kissing my neck. She turned and lay down on the couch pulling me with her. I was lost in the moment. I began kissing her neck shoulder chest ear anything within reach of my lips. She seemed to enjoy the attention as she started squirming. My hand began roaming and she arched her back. I reached behind her and undid her bra. I took it off and dropped it on the floor and began to massage her breast as I kissed her.



She really started squirming and I moved my hand slowly downward to her panties. I rubbed over them and she moaned. I could feel her wetness dripping through the cloth. I pulled the panties away from her and slid my hand underneath. I began massaging her lips until I moved upward and found her clit. I gave it a quick but gentle flick and this caused her to buck her hips up. I was expecting this so I caught her hips in my hands and slid down pulling her panties off.



I dropped them next to her bra and leaned down between her legs. My tongue found its way between her lips and began licking up and down. She was really enjoying this attention. She began moaning and moving her hips to try to either get my tongue inside or touching her clit. I avoided both wanting to tease her a bit but as her groans became whimpers I could no longer stop myself. I moved my tongue to her clit and flicked it. She gasped and breathed in. Before she could breathe out I did it again. And again. I kept doing it until she gasped out her breathe and sharply drew in another.



She reached down and grabbed my head pushing me harder into her. I increased the speed and pressure of my licking and she began bucking her hips. When she bucked up I pushed my tongue into her effectively fucking her with my tongue. When she bucked back down I licked her clit again. This continued until her whimpers became groans and her groans became moans. She began bucking extremely fast so I wrapped my arms around her legs to hold her still pulled her hood away from her clit exposing it and began licking it with all I had.



Her moans stopped. Her mouth was open her eyes were bulging but she made no sound. Her hips began slowly and steadly rising and I rose with them never stopping my attack on her clit. Just as she was up as high as her hips would let her she dropped back down and started bucking furiously.



Oh my GOD! OH..... MY.... GOD.... N- N- No.... Don t.... DON T stop... Oh God.... Oh God Oh God Oh God.... YES....



Her orgasm consumed her. She shouted out probably unaware that she was doing so. Her hips bucked so hard I thought she was going to bruise my face. I didn t care though. I just kept licking until she pushed me away shuddering repeating Oh my god... Oh... my god...



I crawled up her body kissing every inch on the way as she shuddered beneath me and laid down next to her. My cock was hard again and she must have felt it against her leg because she reached over and started and gave it one stroke.



After she calmed down and regained herself she turned and kissed me on the forehead. She asked me if I wanted another drink. I said yes and she got up and walked naked to my kitchen.

I heard her get the drinks from my fridge but when we came back she had the bottles in one hand and the bag from the store in the other. She handed me my drink set the bag down and we drank our drinks holding and caressing each other. When we had finished she put our empty bottles next to the other two grabbed the bag in one hand my hand in the other and started walking.



Where are we going?



To the bedroom she said and she handed me the bag as we went. When we got there she released my hand and went and lay on my bed under the covers. Seeing her under the covers and knowing that she was naked (even though I couldn t see it) was so sexy that I began to get hard again.



Come here and open the bag. Again I did as I was told. I sat on the bed opened the bag and looked inside. It was a box of Trojan condoms.



Get one and come to bed. The way she said come to bed reminded me of the way couples husbands and wives talk to each other. This thought pleased me and turned me on even more. By the time I had the condom and was in bed I was full hard again.



Put it on. I did just that. I opened the wrapper pulled out the condom and slid it on.



She laid on her back and spread her legs apart. I got in between them and she took my now protected cock in her hand and guided me to her opening. She placed me right at the entrance and I looked her in the eyes. I was looking for any reason not to do this. I got the opposite. She put her hands on my ass and began pulling me into her ever so slowly.



I m not exactly a small guy when it comes to this matter. I m only about 7 long when I m completely hard but I m about an inch and a half thick at least. I didn t want to hurt her so I let her guide me start me and stop me. She pulled me into her just until the head popped in. Then she stopped and gasped.



I had hurt her. I could see it in her face.



Should we stop? I asked her. She shook her head no took a deep breath and pulled me closer still. I got about an inch in before she stopped me.



Just stay like that.



I didn t move. I began to feel her relax around me and her breathing began to return to normal. I even began to feel her contract around me. She was learning to tighten herself around me and it felt great.



She began pulling me again then stopped. This continued until I felt something blocking my way. I was against her hymen. She relaxed around me then pushed me back so I pulled out of her but stopped me when just the tip was in. She took a deep breath and pulled me all the way back in to her hymen and back out again. She continued doing this and each time I felt her relax a little more. Then she pulled me out to the tip looked up at me and nodded.



Do it. Please.



She took a breath and I pushed into her. All the way into her. I broke though her hymen which made her gasp but she caught her breath as I kept pushing in. When I was all the way in I stopped and didn t move. I saw a couple of tears drop from her eyes from the pain. I tried to pull out but she held me in.



No. Don t. I want this. I love you Chris. I want this to be with you.



With that she began to relax and began to move me in and out of her starting with moving only and inch or so. Eventually I was sliding all the way in and out of her and she was starting to enjoy it. She closed her eyes and began to moan as I slid in and out. She began to buck against me and I took that as my cue.



When she bucked up I reached one arm around her and held myself up with the other. I began to pump a little harder and a littler faster lifting her hips to reach different parts of her even as she continued to buck against me.



Oh my God Chris. That feels so.... So good... I ve never felt.. *gasp* felt anything like this... She kept moaning and calling out as I continued to move faster and harder. Her bucking became too much for me to control so I removed my arm from her waist and moved my hand to her clit. I began rubbing her clit as we bucked together and she breathed in sharply.



OH my GOD!! YES! Do that!!! Oh please... please don t STOP.. NO DON T STOP... Oh Yes... Oh God YES...



By this time all gentleness was gone. We were fucking. Pure lustful fucking. I was moving in and out of her as fast and hard as I could while I rubbed her clit at the speed I had learned she likes earlier that night. Her bucking became fierce until she went complete stiff and still. I continued my movements as she began to shudder. Suddenly she burst into spasm wrapping her arms and legs around me pulling me into her hard and tight and telling me to go harder faster and not stop.



This was all getting too much for me and her orgasm put me over the top. When she wrapped around me and pulled me tighter into her I lost control. I slammed into her as I came over and over again never stopping what I was doing until we both were worn out and couldn t move.



I pulled out of her got up and disposed of the condom. When I got back into bed she was still shuddering. We held each other albeit weakly until we fell asleep in each others arms.



The next day I woke up and felt something in my arms. I looked saw Sheila sleeping in my arms and smiled. This I knew right then and there was what I wanted to wake up to every morning. Later that day I bought a ring took her out and proposed to her. She accepted and we got married that summer after we graduated.

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A Quiet Tender First

She was beyond beautiful.



Her hair was blond and it hung perfectly straight down to the middle of her back. Her eyes were a shade of metallic green and they were set in a round face. Her teeth were white and they showed when she found something particularly funny or embarrassing. Her lips had that way of sticking out slightly when she was thinking of something.



Her body was equally as alluring as her face. She was by no means thin. Her frame was just a little bit big. This is not to say she was fat just that she was not a rake. Her legs were full bodied and they led slowly up to her hips which were very pronounced. Her butt was perfect looking through jeans. It was full in all directions. It stretched wide with her hips and it puckered out against her jeans. Her breasts were entirely proportional to the rest of her body. They were obviously large but large in a real not silicon enhanced way. They hung nicely in her bra.



Her name was Elaine and she was French. She always seemed very shy and embarrassed when she spoke English but her skill in the language was actually quite considerable.



All this being said I figured she was way out of my league. I’d been away at university now for two years and I’d seen her around for all that time. So at the beginning of my third year I just resigned myself to the fact that we’d never talk.



I was wrong though.



* * *





About a month after school resumed after the Christmas break I was in the campus library in a study room in the basement. It was a great room to do work in because nobody ever came down. They hated the fact that there were no windows. I was alone on this particular day.



I was working my way through a chapter in a Biology text book when the door opened and Elaine walked in. She had her bookbag on and she was dressed in a windbreaker. Her hair was tied back with a blue elastic and she had on a pair of faded blue jeans.



When she saw me she gave a small smile and said “Hi.”



“Hi ” I returned.



“How long have you been here tonight?”



“Oh not long. I’m almost done now.” I didn’t like the idea of staying alone in the room with her because I thought I gave off too much of a desperate feeling.



“Shit ” she said “I got a lot of stuff to do and I’m gonna be here all night.”



“What do you have to do?”



“Study for a Physics test tomorrow. I need the mark and I have to be sure I get it.”



“Good luck. I’m sure you’ll do fine. And even if you don’t you can just threaten to throw the teacher out a window and give him a lesson in gravity.” I have always had a morbid sense of humour and it usually just made people smile nervously and resume whatever they were doing. To my surprise though she laughed.



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Costumes Drinks and My Foreskin

I don t want to submit a story that seems unreal or fabricated. This submission is all about my first sexual encounter. I read a few first time stories that other authors have posted but I had a hard time believing that everything went so smoothly and well. My story is what actually happened and I want to accurately portray my experience without changing anything at all.



I was not all experienced when it came to talking to girls. Nothing exciting happened to me throughout most of my high school years. I had a few dates and a couple make-out sessions but nothing worth noting. I never expected to get any play or action whenever I went out drinking with my friends. My luck changed during the summer between my junior and senior year. One of my friends Peg was throwing a costume party one night. A couple of my friends persuaded me to go along with them so we could dress like the cast of Seinfeld (whatever it was not my idea). I decided to go because I wasn t doing anything anyway.



The party was okay I had a few drinks played a few drinking games and beer-bonged (beer-funnel depending on location and terminology used) a couple of Coors Bullets. My friend Lynn who had been one of my closest girl friends for a few years began talking to me. We ended up taking a couple bonding shots of Vodka.



Well a couple shots turned into most of a Fifth and I was sufficiently drunk as was my drinking partner. Lynn asked if I wanted to go watch some TV in the guest bedroom in Peg s house. I did not find this situation weird because Lynn and I always went and did our own thing at most social gatherings anyway. We began flipping through channels and found some random movie (probably made for TV or something). The scene happened to be a make-out clip. Well I was drunk and horny so I started getting closer to Lynn. Somehow we ended up face to face and the gravitation just made us start kissing perhaps the Vodka helped as well. />


Anyway after more kissing I asked Lynn if I could take off her pants. It was probably the most awkward thing I could say and came off really lame but it worked. Lynn unbuttoned the belt of her jeans and I slid them off. She was wearing a blue thong with white hearts. I began to massage the outside of her thong though I had no idea what I was doing. Lynn from what she has told me was pretty sexually experienced and she knew I was a complete sexual retard. I got up enough courage and slid my hand beneath the elastic of her thong and felt her smooth lips against my middle finger. We began kissing again with my hand in her thong. Lynn began to grind against my fingers. What do I do? I thought to myself. I finally decided to just push my finger inward in hopes that it would eventually enter her vaginal lips. Lynn began to secrete juices which aided in helping my find out how to enter the promise land. I began to slip my fingers in and out of Lynn s vagina. She was so sweet and caring because deep down I know she was getting relatively no pleasure from my jerky fingering job though she was wet -- but it doesn t mean anything. Lynn then began to slide my pants off. This is new I thought to myself. (As a side note I am very self-conscious about my penis because I am not circumcised and I didn t really want Lynn to know).



Lynn finally got my down to my boxer briefs and began to take those off as well. The alarms were going off in my head. I was embarrassed. Lynn then said Wow you aren t circumcised I ve never seen one like this. Apparently she knew what to do though. She began to retract my foreskin and began massaging my testicles. Lynn pulled my foreskin all the way back and began to lick the head of my penis and finally started sucking the entirety of my penis. It felt really good. We were in a sort of sideways 69 position so Lynn was servicing my penis while I tried desperately to finger her in a pleasurable way. Lynn knew I was a virgin and asked if I wanted to have sex. I said sure but I didn t have any condoms. But we did it anyway haha. I had no idea what I was doing but Lynn was on top so I didn t really have to do much. She slowly retracted my foreskin and gently sat down on my penis.



How is this? She asked in the most caring voice ever. I couldn t even answer because I was so into the moment. Lynn slowly rocked up and down on my penis getting wetter every second. I couldn t hold it much longer and told her that I was about to orgasm. Lynn replied It s okay this is about you tonight and I want to make sure you are well taken care of. I began to build up an intense pressure and began to release streams of sperm into Lynn. She slowed her rocking down and just held me until my orgasm was over. We laid there until my penis went flaccid and fell out of her vagina. Lynn then crawled down and sucked my penis clean. How was your first time? she asked. I told her it was great. We ended up falling asleep in each other s arms. I awoke the next morning to Lynn giving me a goodbye kiss on my cheek. We never really talked about that night yet we remain good but not sexual friends to this day. I won t forget that night though.

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Roomies: Jocks Versus Nerds

Oh Oh ohhh yeah.



Kim McCall nearly rolled her eyes as she listened to the grunts and groans coming from the guy on top of her. From the sounds he was making a listener would have thought he had a cock the size of a stag film star and was driving it so deeply into the black-haired coed that it was coming out her butt. Well it wasn t. And if she was humping up against him as hard as she could it was in an attempt to get him somewhere satisfactory inside her.



It wasn t that he was shrunken or anything like that. It simply was that the star running back of the college football team didn t have the slightest idea of how to make love properly. In blunt fact he really was a lousy fuck.



Maybe he had been partying too hard before they ended up in this bedroom of the fraternity house where the festivities were being held. As a back-up cheerleader a position she had gone after more for the exercise it afforded her than any other reason she was on the fringes of the Cool Set . She didn t care about that but it did afford her and her roommate Pam Maguire access to some pretty good parties.



This one had been full of beer and good music and dope. There was dancing and making out and good munchies. It wasn t nearly as awesome as the drama club s recent cast party that Pam a theatre major had taken her to a few weeks ago but it was pretty good.



Sometime in a slight haze induced mostly by alcohol Larry or maybe his name was Gary had approached her. She knew that he was probably only looking to score with another cheerleader but heck it had been a slow week and the pretty math major needed to get laid as badly as the jock did. She just didn t think it would be THIS bad.



Foreplay had lasted only as long as it took him to get her skirt up and her panties down. He had mauled her breasts through her sweater for about ten seconds then pulled his zipper down and yanked out his cock. From the way he held it Kim thought she was expected to tie a blue ribbon around it but he only waved it around proudly for a moment before falling on top of her and fumbling the head into her.



Maybe everyone else did it for him Kim considered. Certainly she would have got on top if she had known how unskilled he was at this position. She hoped that Pam was having better luck with Todd the quarterback who had escorted her taller slender roomie from the party and towards another bedroom.



She managed to pull her mind back to the present as Harry (she was pretty sure she finally had remembered it) gave some sort of strangled yell and shot something wet and sticky into her pussy. She was nowhere near satisfied but not really wanting this to go on Kim faked a noisy orgasm. Harry pulled happily out of her dribbled on her thighs and pulled up his pants.



I ll call you he called over his shoulder as he headed out the door.



Please don t make threats Kim mumbled as she got dressed. She found her way back to the main room. Spotting her best friend who looked just as she felt Kim jerked her head towards the front door. Pam nodded and the two of them slipped out.



Well what did you think of Todd? Kim inquired of her roommate once they had cleared the immediate area.



Welllllllllllllllllll Pam drawled the word out far beyond any requirement of her Southern accent. He reminded me of a guy I read about once in a book about Southern guys and girls. As you probably know the regular white male southerner especially a country guy is generally known as a good old boy . Well that writer defined a BAD old good old boy . As best as I can recall he said that type makes his grand exit fifteen seconds after making his grand entrance while bragging about what a woman-pleaser he is. . To heck with it. Let s go get cleaned up and go to the Student Center and see if we can find a card game.



Kim agreed. That would be more fun.



Thirty minutes later the two girls entered the large building that served as the official hangout for the student population. As usual it was fairly empty. Looking in all the nooks and crannies they stumbled across two guys playing chess.



Hello Pam one bespectacled young man said shyly.



Hi Dennis smiled Pam. Its nice to see you. She stopped and looked down at the chessboard that was balanced between the speaker and the other player. How s the game going? And don t you have a competition coming up?



Its going good and yes Dennis looked surprised We have a big match in the capital the day after tomorrow. I m surprised you knew.



Oh well I like to keep track of things. Best of luck to you Dennis.



Thank you.



As the two girls walked off Kim grasped her roommate s arm and whispered Now THERE S a guy with a crush on you.



You think so?



I know so. Kim studied her roommate. For someone as bright as you its amazing what slips past you. Take...



Okay okay Pam interrupted. Let s not bring THAT up again. She looked thoughtful. You re not doing anything the day after tomorrow are you?



Just going to the capital with you I guess. What do you wear to a chess tournament?



Friday night the girls jumped into Pam s battered Dodge Dart and made the hour long drive to the Civic Center located in the downtown part of the state capital. They found a spot in a brightly lit and surprisingly crowded parking lot and found the hall the chess competition was being held in. As the match had not started yet Pam led Kim in search of Dennis.



When they found him Dennis was nose to nose with a tall heavy-set guy who must have out-weighed him two to one. The bigger albeit rather sloppily fat chess player was mocking Dennis.



You really should get back to school and learn to play chess little guy. I m going to whip you as always.



Pam was torn between busting out laughing at the sight of someone sounding like they were on rival teams in the last minute before the Rose Bowl kicked off and walking over and booting loud mouth in the butt. Instead she did neither.



Dennis! She called loudly and rushed across the floor simply ignoring everyone else standing there. She flung her arms around him. I m so sorry to be late honey. The car acted up.



Everyone especially the rival chess team stood with their mouths open. Finally one asked Who are YOU?



What do you mean who am I? Pam replied indignantly. I m Dennis girlfriend.



If possible gaping mouths dropped even farther. As though connected by invisible wires every pair of eyes traveled up and down Pam s body. She was wearing a sleeveless t-shirt tight athletic shorts and tennis shoes all of which served to accentuate her long attractive legs. And as the shirt was too large and drooped in the center when she bent and kissed the shorter Dennis it became obvious that a bra had not been part of her clothing scheme.



Finally the loud-mouth who had been picking on Dennis regained some composure and stepped forward. He threw his arm around Pam s shoulder and sneered Well you should get together with a real man then instead of... OWWWW!



In one swift move Pam had grasped the offending hand and pivoted away from his arm. She grabbed two fingers and bent them backwards. The noise-maker had promptly gone to his knees wailing his pain.



Don t EVER touch me again or any other girl who doesn t invite you. And that probably will be damn few. Do you understand?



Yes came the whimpered response.



Pam eased the pressure but didn t release the hold. You re lucky you know. She nodded towards Dennis. He taught me all kinds of moves like this. If I hadn t responded he would have hurt you. A LOT. She dropped the arm and stepped back. The guy got to his feet slowly and backed away.



Dennis his friend and Kim all gathered around Pam. Dennis cleared his throat. Pam I never taught you any such thing. I don t even know any martial moves.



I know but he ll think you do and behave himself from now on.



Where did you learn that Pam and can you teach me? Kim did a little hip swivel and bumped Dennis friend. This guy might get out of line.



Opening his mouth for an indignant denial the other young man suddenly chuckled. I m George and while I m not a get out of line type guy for you it would be worth it.



Kim smiled. Well George you never know. Play away tonight then. I do love a winner. She looked back at Pam. You were saying?



Well you know my Dad is in the Air Force. Upon Kim s nod she continued. What I didn t tell you is that he s an Air Commando.



The girls settled down in the sparsely populated section reserved for non-players and watched. Neither was a chess player but they were both intelligent and their shared background as Bridge players had taught them the value of strategy. They quickly picked up some of the more obvious gambits and found that they rather enjoyed the entire show.



Dennis played with fierce concentration. But when the game permitted he would look into the stands at Pam. Pam noticed that George was taking every opportunity to glance their way also. She didn t think he was looking at her. A sideways peek more than once showed Kim waving at George.



The final match was between Dennis and his loud-mouth nemesis. He was no longer a nemesis to Dennis who disposed of his opponent in the first two of the best-out-of-three series. After the awarding of the prize cup Pam followed closely by Kim bounded down to hug her temporary boyfriend and sincerely congratulate him.



Thank you Pam Dennis smiled as happy as she had ever seen him. I always knew I could beat that guy but I always let him intimidate me. This time whenever I felt like he was I looked over to you and you would wink or smile and I would be on top of the world. I couldn t have lost with you supporting me like that.



Pam hugged Dennis again. Good for you. You just keep that memory and use it whenever you need. You really are a nice guy Dennis. Come out of that shell a little and I think you ll find that more girls will be attracted to you.



Thanks for that too. He heaved a sigh. But as wonderful as this was I know that the night of you being my girlfriend is over.



Well Dennis I m not looking for any boyfriend at all not right now anyway. I want to be free to go where I want and with whom I want at least for the foreseeable future. Her eyes twinkled and she whispered in his ear. But the night isn t over yet and until it is I still AM your girlfriend. So do what any red-blooded winner would do she winked at him as he shot an unbelieving look at her And take your girlfriend to bed.



With that she kissed him then slipped her hand in his and led him out of the room and towards the elevator. Dennis more excited than he had ever been in his life protested feebly.



But Pam George my roommate will be there. And you what if word gets back to campus about your spending the night with one of the school s biggest nerds? The last I heard you were sleeping err I mean with Todd Danielstan the quarterback.



Pam pulled Dennis into an open elevator. Which floor please? When Dennis managed to stammer his answer Pam pressed the correct button and then cheerily waved at the staring group that had followed them from the tournament hall.



During the ride up and the walk down the hall to the room Pam explained.



First George isn t going to be there tonight. My roomie Kim has carried him off to our hotel room. I hope he can walk in the morning she announced. Second I don t care what other people say whisper or shout about me. Third I shouldn t say anything about anyone else I ve slept with but let me just say that Todd s reputation is bigger than his endowment or his sexual abilities multiplied by each other.



She opened door he had unlocked. Taking both his hands in hers she backed into the room. She closed it behind them and secured it with the chain. She walked to the nearer bed. Turning to face Dennis she pried off her sandals.



Dennis licked his lips staring at the athletic girl before him. One more thing Pam he whispered hoarsely. Whispering was all he could manage his throat was so dry. I ve never well really been with a girl before. You know like this.



Oh GOODY replied his one-night girlfriend. Then you won t have picked up the bad habits or the feeling that somehow you re God s gift to women. She crooked her finger. Come here big boy. She flowed up to Dennis and their arms went around each other as she kissed him this time with her lips parted and her tongue pushing into his mouth.



Dennis was a pretty good kisser Pam discovered. His hands tended to be rather grabby and too rough but that wasn t too surprising and certainly was no worse than her last guy. She stepped back slightly and caught her t-shirt by the hem and pulled it over her head.



Dennis eyes locked onto Pam s breasts bouncing slightly before him. Then his gaze dropped further as she peeled her shorts and panties down her runner s legs kicked them away and stood nude before him.



Dennis she teased Aren t you going to get undressed?



Almost mechanically Dennis pulled off his clothes his eyes still locked onto the slender girl before him. His cock sprang out the instant he pulled his pants down. Pam noted with satisfaction that it was a very respectable length about 7 inches and reasonably thick. Not TOO thick though which was good. She expected he would probably cum quite quickly once he actually penetrated her and she would need to suck him hard again. Not that she minded that of course.



Still though it would be nice to take their time to that point. She sat on the bed and patted the mattress next to her. Sit down Dennis right next to me. Once he did Give me your hand she instructed. Taking it she placed it over her breast. Feel my breast Dennis. Hold it. Its not going to run away. Hold it gently its sensitive. You can squeeze it but don t maul it. Sometimes there comes a point when things get carried away and roughness can be passion but making love doesn t start that way.



Dennis eyes shone with excitement as he followed Pam s directions.



Now then use your thumb on my nipple. Place the ball on the tip and press lightly. Mmmm that s it. Now roll it around and around. It doesn t have to be much just a tiny circle. Can you feel it getting harder under your touch?



Dennis jerked his head up and down. Yes he gasped. He looked at Pam. Pam can I kiss it?



In reply Pam kissed Dennis again. When she broke the kiss she leaned backwards bracing herself on her hands. Dennis shifted his hand to her other breast and repeated the actions he had been taught. His tongue darted at the stiff nipple he had just been touching. Trying not to lose control he used his tongue as he had used his thumb rolling the nipple around and around.



Pam moaned with pleasure. Still holding herself up with one hand she stroked his head with the other running her fingers through his hair. That feels so good Dennis. Take it in your mouth now. You can be a little more demanding a little harder now.



Dennis swallowed Pam s breast suckling it. She sat upright taking his other hand and moving it down her stomach and between her legs.



Touch me there she whispered. Gently again. Let your fingers explore. She gripped his wrist. Not too fast don t shove your fingers in me not yet. She shifted parting her legs more. Use your fingertips to part me. Those are my labia the lips to my pussy. Trace the slit between them. Feel how it guides your fingers to my entrance. But we girls enjoy the stimulation there as well. Stroke up and down.



Pam gasped. THERE. At the top. Did you feel that hard little nubbin? A muffled groan of possible acknowledgement came from Dennis his mouth still covering Pam s breast. That s my clitoris. THAT S how you can drive a woman wild. Touch it carefully it is the most sensitive part of my body. Just like you did with my nipple except even more carefully.



By now Dennis had Pam as excited as she had been in a long time. He moved back and forth from one small firm breast to the other running his lips and tongue over them. His fingertip caressed her erect clit tapping and rolling it. Finally Pam was the one who couldn t wait any longer. Giving a demanding moan she rolled onto her back pulling Dennis over on top of her.



Dennis please. Her hand was between them holding his cock. As she stretched out and wiggled pulling them both all the way onto the bed she guided the head of his cock between her labia.



Now Dennis. Its time for you to be in me.



Whether he had actually done it or only seen it in magazines Dennis braced himself on his arms wiggled his body between Pam s legs and began to push. She was so wet that it was simple for him to slide all the way into her in one quick movement.



Oh GOD that feels so good Dennis moaned.



Oh yes it does moaned Pam in agreement. She shifted her legs drawing her knees up and planting her feet firmly on the bed. Now make it feel even better Dennis. Move around inside of me. Use your hips. Not just up and down but sideways.



Dennis responded with a will. He waggled his hips sometimes before he thrust sometimes when he was as far into her as he could manage. His motions were not smooth at all. Somehow this excited Pam even more so as he kept catching her off guard by a sudden movement when she didn t expect it.



As she had mentally predicted it wasn t long before Dennis began to cry out and stiffen then empty himself into her. Being prepared she didn t allow him to be embarrassed about the speed with which he had cum. Quickly she rolled them over pulling herself off him and sliding down his body. Before he could even gasp she had taken his cock in her mouth.



It tasted wonderful the mixture of her juices and his cum delicious to her. She closed her lips over his shaft and began to pump her head up and down. She did love sucking cock. Dennis rolled and groaned practically helpless under her ministrations. In no time at all she felt him begin to swell and stiffen again.



She released him and swung her body around. Looking over her shoulder at Dennis she wiggled her bottom at him.



Kneel behind me Dennis. When he had scrambled to his knees between her legs she continued. Grab my hips. His hands eagerly gripped her. She reached back between her legs and grasped his cock again. She lifted the head and poised it against her wet pussy.



Now!



Dennis needed no further encouragement. He rammed his hips forward and the full length of his cock plunged into Pam. Drawing back until only the head was in her he lunged forward again. And again. And again.



Oh my God Pam cried out. Dennis give it to me hard baby. This is when you get rough. I m all yours now to use. Fuck ME! She finished with a yell.



Dennis grinned and doubled his efforts. No one had ever made him feel like this. He wanted to give Pam the same incredible pleasure she was giving him. Clenching her hips he pounded against the tight swell of her ass. His balls swung up under her slapping against her thighs. The harder he thrust the harder she demanded he do so.



Pam s head rose and she squealed as Dennis buried his cock in her. She shoved back with the strength of her young body making sure each time he reached deeper and deeper into her. Then she dropped her head to muffle a scream in the pillows as the cresting wave took her.



Dennis never slowed. Pam s convulsions only spurred him on to greater efforts. She was in the throes of multiple orgasms one following the other. Her arms collapsed shoving her ass even higher. Dennis eyes opened wide and he called her name over and over as he finally swelled inside her and shot a second load deep in her pussy. The two college students collapsed. With the last of their energy they snuggled together and fell asleep.

When Dennis woke the sun was streaming through the hotel room windows. For a moment he thought he had been in the throes of another erotic dream such as he had been having for some time. Then a pair of cool lips kissed his and two green eyes sparkled as they looked into his.



Good morning sleepy-head. Pam said cheerfully. Dennis sat up noticing she was already dressed and her hair was wet. You were out of it. George has already called to tell me he was on his way up. You need to grab a shower and get moving. I have to go wake up Kim. George told me he left her sleeping.



Pam? Dennis stammered and then regained himself. Thanks. I know that isn t much but thanks.



Hey Pam sat on the edge of the bed and took his hand. If you are under the impression that I didn t have a great time last night you re wrong. It was great. You re quite a lover.



Can can I call you sometime?



Well you better! Seriously do. I might not be always available. But if I say No that s all it will mean No for that night or event and not No I won t go out with you. . She stood and grinned. Besides your social life is going to pick up once I let the word out about what a stud you are. She bent and kissed him again. Promise!



On the way back to her room she passed George in the corridor. Both smiled at each other but neither stopped. Pam unlocked the door of the room stopped and giggled at the sight before her.



Kim was sprawled face down on the bed completely nude. When the door clicked shut without lifting her head she mumbled Not again George. I ve got to get some sleep.



Pam giggled walked up to her roommate and slapped her friend on her cute tight little ass. Wake up! Its nearly 10 o clock and we re going to have to check out before 11.



Nooooooooooo wailed Kim rolling over and throwing her arm over her eyes.



Pam grabbed her friend by the ankles and pulled her off the bed. Kim hit the floor and immediately tried to crawl back up onto the mattress. Pam shook her head and grabbed Kim around the waist. Often in the privacy of their dorm room this led to intimate fun but today the taller girl only drug the other to the shower pushed her in and turned the water on. Cold.



After the yelling calmed down Kim adjusted the water and relaxed under the soothing warmth of the stream. She reluctantly climbed out and dried off. She stumbled to the bed dug out fresh clothing from her bag and dressed.



You look like you had a very good time Pam teased her roommate as they picked up their belongings and headed down to check out.



Kim stared back at Pam through bloodshot eyes. When they reached the car the shorter girl climbed into the back seat and curled up. DON T wake me up until we get back to campus.



Pam twisted and looked over her shoulder. It doesn t sound like Very Good even comes close.



My God mumbled the black-haired girl. George may not have had much heck ANY practice with anything but his fist before but good lord he learns fast. Anything I showed him he did twice three times if it felt good to us both. And he can eat pussy almost as well as you can. If he s available after graduation I might just marry him. Now shut up and let me sleep.



Pam giggled. She adjusted the rear view mirror and fondly looked at her friend before starting the car and pulling out of the parking lot. As she reset the mirror to the proper position for driving a sudden noise from the back seat nearly made her jump.



Pam shook her head in amazement. Kim was snoring.



(The End)



(For the life of me I cannot remember the title of the book nor the author s name where I read the description of a Bad old good old boy . In self-defence I was browsing through the shelves of a used book store years ago when I happened across it. If anyone knows the book please let me know so I can give due credit. Thanks as always to Marian for her editing skills.)

Twin blondes suck off a big cock after taking turns fucking

Wish Upon A Star

Georgia had always been known to be stifling in the summer but even I was more than a little surprised at the string of oppressively hot days that had been plaguing us for weeks. Even throughout the nights the moisture in the air hung like a wet blanket over our noses and mouths making it hard to breathe. The temperatures remained at a very warm 75 degrees while we slept or tried to for that matter allowing those lacking central air the pleasure of awaking sticky and sweaty. It was the kind of heat that induced fatigue but kept you from sleeping. That evening the air was thick and heavy laden with scorching heat and oppressive humidity even though the sun had long ago been put to rest and the high-hanging moon shone brightly in the clear night sky. I lay face-up on the cool grass and breathed deeply as my eyes closed. I savored the pureness and the innocence of the beauty that surrounded me.



The earth smelled sweet like summer after she rains and the tiny tree frogs peeped unabashedly in the otherwise quiet night. The tiny waves of the kettle pond lapped timidly at its shores as a wonderfully refreshing zephyr caressed its surface and traveled past my flushed cheeks. It was my last night in Georgia before I left for my first year of college in Boston. As I opened my eyes I caught a glimpse of an orange streak leaving its mark on the dark velvet sky. As if put there for only my eyes I smiled to myself and whispered aloud Star light star bright the first shooting star I see tonight I wish I may I wish I might have the wish I wish tonight. I closed my eyes once again breathed deeply and without hesitation began my request to the heavens.



#



The weather had come as a shock to me when I had stepped into the humid air at the Hartsfield-Jackson airport in Atlanta. It was the end of April but it was already in the mid-80 s much different than the cool temperatures I was used to in Boston. After I unpacked my things and rearranged my room I ventured out jean-clad to the barn to get reacquainted with the horses I hadn t seen since the September before. A slight breeze made the heat a little more bearable on the quarter mile walk but as I got closer my heart began to beat faster and not from the brief amount of exercise. As I peered down the center isle of stalls I saw someone I didn t recognize. He opened the door to one of the stalls and stepped in shutting it behind him.



No one else was around so it struck me as odd that someone I didn t know was in there as our family had a strict rule that one may only be in the barn unattended if they were an employee or obviously a member of the family. Having never seen him before I quickened my pace and jogged into the barn. I slid Patches already unlocked door open and stared at the stranger. He turned around and cocked his head and raised one eyebrow. The man looked like he might have been 5 or so years older than my 19 and he wore and old-West style cowboy hat that dipped down over messy sandy brown hair. It offset his sun-darkened complexion nicely and occasionally strayed into his deep chocolate eyes. His short sleeved tee-shirt was frayed at the shoulders and showed off his toned arms and slight farmer s tan. If Adonis had been a southern country boy that is exactly what he would have looked like.



Can I help you miss? he asked with a look that gave me the distinct impression that I was intruding.



I believe I should be asking you the same question I scoffed with a furrowed brow.



Miss I m sorry. This here s private property. Do you have an appointment with one of the Whitmans?



I am a Whitman! I told him.



With all due respect miss I live with the Whitmans and I can assure you that I ve never seen you around.



You live where? I asked incredulously.



Right over yonder he drawled with a finger pointed at my house. Now I m sorry to have to do this but I m going to have to escort you off the property if you haven t got business here.



I own that horse you re standing next to I replied and I ve got more business being here than you do. I ve been here for nineteen years now. I m Piper Whitman and the reason you ve never seen me around is because I ve been at college for the last eight months. If you don t believe me I m the one who lives in the navy blue room upstairs third door on the left with the white trim not that I have to prove anything to you. Now if you wouldn t mind I d like to know who you are.



I m Brayden Roddick he said with a pearly smile. I m the farm hand the Whitmans hired to take care of the stable. I live on the second floor as well but the fourth door on the left. Looks like we re neighbors. Now Piper if you don t mind ending the interrogation I ve got some work I need to do. I think you can show yourself out.



I was stunned at his brazen rudeness. I turned around and grabbed Patches halter off of the hook outside the stall and pushed past Brayden. I slipped it over her muzzle and led her out into the aisle without a word. I groomed her and prepared her for a ride in the ring as Brayden tried to lecture me.



That one s real sensitive like so maybe you shouldn t take her out. She don t like to be yanked all over. Rider s gotta know what they re doin .



Thank you Captain Obvious I sneered with squinted eyes. I hadn t figured that out in the six years I ve owned and ridden her. Why don t you go lecture someone who needs it hm? With that I led Patches out of the barn and into the riding ring.



I can see this summer s gon be heaps of fun! he called after me.



Yeah if you measure those heaps in cow dung! I shot back as I mounted and began my ride. He sure has some nerve I thought angrily as I rode. I think you can show yourself out. Hmph. We ll see who s leaving soon enough. He s going to wish he hadn t crossed me. I can t believe I actually thought he was attractive. He s --



Whoo-wee that s terrible form he commented hanging on the fence. I know you re a country girl and all but I d expect an accomplished rider such as yourself with all those pretty ribbons you ve won to be able to ride English-style a tad better an that. I pulled Patches up alongside the fence where Brayden was standing.



Who said anything about me being an accomplished rider? I asked dubiously.



I ve seen all those pictures your parents have plastered up on the walls. Dressage hunter you name it. I ve also seen all the ribbons hanging with the trophies in your room. Far as I m concerned that s pretty accomplished .



I thought you didn t know who I was!



Aw c mon now Piper he said with a broad smile. I was just joshin ya a bit. Didn t think you d take it to heart like you did. Did you really think I d be living in your house and not know who you were? Your parents told me you were coming today when they went to pick you up from the airport. Course I knew who you were. Could tell the minute you walked in. You re the spittin image of your daddy.



I didn t appreciate your humor I said indignant. You were awful rude and if that s your idea of making a good first impression you need to think again. I nudged Patches and began to walk away. Brayden followed on the other side of the fence.



Don t be so sore about this Piper! I m sorry I was just pullin your leg earlier. We got off on the wrong foot so let s change the shoes. I ignored his comments and continued to walk Patches. All right have it your way. Don t blame me when we have to awkwardly handle situations like dinner tonight. I spurred Patches into a canter and traveled a few more times around the ring before giving her a cool down walk and bringing her back to the barn for a little T.L.C. It was nearly six when I d finished brushing and watering her so I returned to the house to shower and get ready for dinner. I trudged sweaty and dusty up to my room where I was promptly greeted by Brayden s loud singing coming from our connecting bathroom.



Wanna talk about me wanna talk about I wanna talk about number one oh my me my! he sang off-key.



Hey Brayden! I called into the steamy room.



Yeah?



Who sings that song?



Toby Keith! he said proudly.



Good. Let s keep it that way shall we? He chuckled softly before responding.



Aw c mon Piper. Don t be so bitter. He shut off the water. Let s make nice so I don t have to worry about you sneaking in my room at night with any pointy objects.



Ha ha I replied rolling my eyes. How about you just hurry up and get out of the shower so I can take my turn.



Well then I d advise you to shut the door or close your eyes so I can get out without my being improper now.



Oh I don t want to see what you ve got anyway I spat. Get over yourself and just get a towel on. I need to get cleaned up for dinner.



I let out a slight gasp as Brayden stepped out of the shower. I diverted my gaze quickly but not fast enough to keep my cheeks from burning. He deftly wrapped his waist in a towel and walked into his room and shut the door behind him. I had seen a man naked before but somehow seeing a man naked without his permission was enough to embarrass me to the depths. I grabbed a towel from the linen closet shed my clothes and stepped into the shower. A few minutes later I heard a knock on the bathroom door.



Piper? Brayden asked cracking the door. Mind if I come in? I won t look or nothin . I smiled to myself. He sounded almost like a child. Maybe he came off a bit rough but at least he was somewhat considerate of my privacy.



Go ahead I called back as I finished washing my hair. There s nothing to look at anyway.



Is that so? he asked rhetorically as he slipped into the bathroom. I m just gonna give the ol mug a few strokes of the razor and I ll be out of your way.



Don t worry about it I told him. I m gonna be a little while longer anyway.



All right then. So how do you like Boston College?



How did you know I go to BC? I asked scrubbing my face.



I live with your parents remember? he reminded me with a laugh. I probably know more about you than you d be comfortable with.



That s not exactly what a girl wants to hear when she s in the shower with a complete stranger in her bathroom! I called out. But I was curious. But uh what exactly do you know about me?



Well Brayden began I know that your entire given name is Piper Calliope Whitman you re 19 years old just completed your first year at attending Boston College you re majoring in business finance with a minor in journalism your roommate s name was Rebecca Jones and she was from Little Rock Arkansas the horse that belongs to you is named Patches and she s an eight-year-old pinto mare that you ve had her since your thirteenth birthday which is November 16th. You stand exactly 5 9ВЅ and your favorite color is blue. There s probably more but if I continue to talk I m pretty sure I m gonna cut my chin up with this razor. I stood paralyzed in the shower.



Yep...I d definitely say uncomfortable fits the description.



Memory like an elephant he commented as I turned off the water. I remember most facts people tell me. But I ve lived here since the day after you moved out so I ve had plenty of time to get to know you without actually meeting you.



Excuse me for still being a little weirded out I replied reaching through the curtain for my towel. It s weird to have someone know that much about you and not know anything about them in return. I stepped out of the shower and looked at him in the mirror.



Well he said drying his face let me help you out then. My name s Brayden Sawyer Roddick I m 23 I graduated from Stanford last spring with my bachelor s in pre-vet and I m going to graduate school at Tufts University in the fall last time I checked I was 6 3 and my favorite color is red. I think that pretty much covers the bases here. Feel better now? My jaw was nearly on the floor as I stared at him.



You went to Stanford?



Ouch! he laughed pretending to have been stabbed in the heart. Just cause I work with my hands don t mean I didn t score a 1580 on my SATs or go to Stanford on partial scholarship. There s a lot more to me than meets the eye.



I just nodded silently and he turned and walked into his room. I did the same shutting my side behind me. I quickly dressed and brushed my long dark hair and swept it up into a loose bun atop my head. I followed the scent of freshly baked biscuits to the kitchen where my mother was finishing preparing dinner and my father older brother Jeremy younger sister Amelia and Brayden were already sitting down talking amongst themselves. Amelia 16 was enraptured by Brayden s tales of life on the west coast and undoubtedly his smile. She never passed up a chance to flirt with a good-looking guy even one who happened to be seven years her senior. She turned on her charm as best she could with plenty of eyelash batting and giggles but was rewarded with nothing except the kind endearment of kiddo . I leaned down and gave my father an affectionate kiss on the cheek before slipping into the empty chair next to Brayden. My mother put the roast on the table along with the corn on the cob and mashed potatoes and gravy returning seconds later with the warm biscuits and butter.



This is a beautiful spread Brayden commented. Thank you Mrs. Whitman.



Oh Brayden my mother cooed I ve told you a million times to call me Wendy. Well dig in everyone. Enjoy!



We helped ourselves to all of the food on the table covering every inch of our plates making sure no one went hungry.



I see you ve already met Brayden my father commented to me. We were sure to tell him all about you before you got down here.



So I ve heard I replied.



I don t think Piper has taken too kindly to me just yet Brayden said good-naturedly. I was giving her a bit of a hard time out there in the stables so y all can t really blame her. She hasn t had the eight months to get used to me that the rest of you have.



Piper! my mother admonished. Brayden is a very nice young man and if you would just give him a chance instead of pushing him away like you do everyone I think you d realize that.



Momma I like Brayden just fine! We re just not used to each other that s all. Why I think he s one of the nicest people I ve ever met I lied with a smile. Now that we re neighbors I m sure we ll get along just fine. I saw a half-smile smirk on Brayden s face as I told my mother what she wanted to hear.



That s good she said because you two will be working side-by-side this summer. I hired him to help you out with your job since it s a bit of a task to have only one person looking after twelve horses. I knew you d be relieved when we hired a helping hand.



Yeah relieved.



I don t know how much helping he ll be doing I thought. Aggravating maybe. Helpful...not so sure.



We finished dinner and cleared our plates leaving them for Amelia to do since it was her turn. I went upstairs and grabbed a pair of gardening gloves from my room and walked back downstairs.



I m going to go feed the horses and check their stalls I called out to my parents.



I ll go with you Brayden said coming down the stairs. I have to check on Rosie anyway.



What s wrong with Rosie? I asked him as we walked out.



There s nothing wrong with her he replied smiling. She s about ready to foal. Didn t you know she was pregnant?



No no one told me! I exclaimed. When is she due?



She s due on the 10th of May. Just another week and a half. But she could go anytime before then. I ve got to keep a close eye on her.



We said nothing more as we walked out to the barn. I climbed the ladder to the loft and tossed down three bales of hay. Without being asked Brayden helped me separate and distribute the hay to each horse. Silently we went about doing our work. With him manning the hose he watered them while I gave them pellets and grain. We finished feeding and watering all of them within half an hour less than half the time it usually took. As he wound up the hose and I put away the grain cups he grasped my hand gently and beckoned for me to follow him. Still nothing was said as he led me to Rosie s stall where she lay quietly breathing in a mound of fresh straw bedding. Her big brown belly was enormous rising and falling delicately with each breath. Occasionally she would flick her tail to rid herself of stray flies or perk up her ears to catch a fleeting sound. She was indeed a beautiful sight. Before I knew what I was doing I intertwined my fingers with Brayden s and firmly yet gently continued to hold his hand as we gazed upon her. She rose to her feet and plodded over to us to see what we were doing. As Brayden affectionately ran his thumb over the back of my knuckles I became aware that we were still holding hands. Quickly I broke the clasp and reached into the bag hanging on the front of Rosie s stall.



Hey girl I said softly my cheeks flushed. How about an apple? We want baby to come out big and strong just like his mom. I held the apple out for her to take. She sniffed and gingerly took it from the palm of my hand downing it in one bite. I stroked her muzzle as she chewed and I then turned to leave. I walked out of the barn with a quick step hoping to put distance between Brayden and myself as I returned home.



What s got you in such a rush? he asked as he caught up to me.



I need to pee I said if you must know.



There s a perfectly good bathroom right there in the barn. So clean I d eat off the seat. What s the real reason?



Do you always ask this many questions? I snapped turning to look at him.



Do you always answer a question with another question? he grinned. I stopped dead in my tracks.



Listen it s bad enough that I ve got to live in the same house as the person who s taking over my job never mind sleep next door to him and share a bathroom. But if I have to put up with you every day for the next four months bugging me and always asking questions that are none of your business well you can just go find somewhere else to work. I m not too fond of acting like a babysitter to near-grown men. So consider yourself warned. Just leave me be!



Aw shoot and just when I thought you were gettin sweet on me too he replied with a broad smile.



What would ever give you that ridiculous idea?!



Well the way you s holdin my hand back there. You didn t even say one mean word to me the whole time since we left the house.



I was just trying to make my momma happy I said matter-of-factly. And you were the one who grabbed my hand. I was just tryin to be polite.



Whatever you say he said with a smile. I m not too sure what I ve done to get under your skin this time but I ll be sure to stay out of your way from here on out. He tipped the brim of his hat and walked back to the house.



Good! I yelled as the door shut. I couldn t be happier! What a jerk I thought.



#



That night found me sitting in my bed brushing my long dark hair listening to my Something Corporate CD feeling miserable for no apparent reason. I heard Brayden in the bathroom humming a country tune to himself as he brushed his teeth. After I heard him close the door I sighed and decided to get ready for my night of slumber myself. It was only 9:30 but I knew that 5 a.m. came a lot earlier than I liked. After changing into a tank top and shorts I brushed my teeth and washed my face. As I dried off I curiously peered through the door into Brayden s room which he had left slightly ajar. There he stood turning down the sheets in the buff. I gasped and turned away my face on fire. It was the second time in one day I d seen him nude. My heartbeat quickened slightly and I bit my lip as much as I didn t want to admit it I wanted to see more. Quietly I nudged the door open a little bit more and watched as he finished getting ready for bed. He set the alarm on his nightstand tossed his clothes into a hamper and climbed into bed. He had a beautiful physique his arms and face a slightly darker shade than the rest of him. His muscles were not bulked but toned. They were the result of working outdoors and laboring not of vainly making trips to the health clubs to impress the ladies. His chest was bare and just a tiny bit of fuzz was present on his stomach. His manhood lay nestled in a small thatch of dark hair fairly large even though flaccid. No matter what I thought of his personality there was no denying his outer beauty. I turned away as he switched off the light and tiptoed back to my room. Immediately I switched off the light and crawled into my bed.

The naked images of Brayden would not leave my mind. I found myself wondering what he would look like if he was turned on. Thinking about it began to turn me on. I began to let my hands wander over my tank top touching my breasts through the fabric gently pinching my nipples. I wonder what it would be like to touch him. I sat up enough to lift my tank top over my head and toss it to the floor. I caressed my skin lightly with my fingertips. To kiss him. I used my other hand to stroke my stomach teasing the area just above my shorts. For him to touch me. I slipped my hand into my shorts and touched the neatly trimmed hair on my mound. I wonder how it would feel. I removed my hand ripped my shorts off and tossed them to the floor by my tank top. I lay back down and spread my legs. I dipped my finger into my slit feeling the abundant juices that were already flowing. I flicked my nail over my clit and shuddered. If only it was his tongue his hands his... I couldn t even think it to myself. I had fooled around with my ex-boyfriend before but I hadn t actually slept with him. I used two fingers to begin massaging my clit now up and down slowly at first gently rubbing. The more aroused I became the faster I rubbed desperately seeking a climax. I hadn t been that turned on in months not since before I had broken up with Paul in February. I could already feel the tiny fire being stoked in the bottom of my belly as I fingered myself. I furiously continued the assault on my sex losing all inhibitions. I wanted that orgasm like it was the last piece of bread on earth and I hadn t eaten in weeks. I needed to cum.



Oh God oh God I panted as I neared orgasm. I whimpered as I pushed myself closer to the edge moaning louder bucking my hips slightly. Oh God yes! Oh Brayden! I cried out louder than I had meant to as I was driven over the edge into one of the most spectacular orgasms I d ever had. My body simultaneously tightened and released as I sighed and gasped for breath. I continued to rub as the orgasm ebbed away and picked up the pace once again to throw myself into another crying out. The light suddenly flicked on and I jolted up in bed pulling the sheets to my chest. Brayden! Jesus Christ what are you doing?! Standing in a pair of boxers he had thrown on before he ran into my room was Brayden looking bewildered and concerned.



I heard yelling and you called my name! I thought something was wrong. Are you okay?



For Christ s sake get out of my room! I m fine just leave! I sat trembling beneath the thin sheet my face flushed a knot in my stomach. He looked at the discarded clothes on the floor and back at me and grinned.



I m uh sorry for interrupting he said trying to hold back a laugh. I ll be on my way now. With that he turned and left shutting my door to the bathroom and letting out a quiet chuckle.



My heart racing as if I was on speed I jumped out of bed and put my clothes back on and turned out the light. Embarrassed ashamed mortified and now feeling sick I crawled into bed and lay staring at the ceiling until the wee hours of the morning. After having fallen asleep for what seemed like five minutes the dreaded buzz of the alarm went off. It was a project to pull myself out of bed but I managed and dragged my tired body to the shower. I had just finished shaving when I heard the alarm sound in Brayden s room. I hurriedly finished my shower in a vain attempt to get out of the bathroom before I had to endure another awkward situation. I just wanted to get out to the barn do my chores and get on the trail early. As I finished wrapping my hair in a towel the bathroom door opened. I looked away quickly and ran out before a word could be spoken. I donned my bikini covered with jeans and a tee-shirt slipped on my boots and I grabbed a backpack. I placed in it a clean towel a windbreaker and my hair brush leaving enough room to pack a bagged lunch. I ran downstairs to the kitchen where my mother had already finished cooking breakfast. Our entire family rose early to take care of the animals and get ready for the day.



Mornin hon my mother said as I slid into a chair at the table. I ve got some eggs and bacon all ready for you.



Thank you momma I replied. Say would you mind making me a bagged lunch momma? I m gonna take Patches on a trail ride today. My mother smiled knowingly.



I knew you d say that so I made one already. It s in the ice box bagged up and ready to go. There s a small cooler of water too.



Say Piper cooed Brayden unexpectedly from behind that sounds like a great idea. I ve only been on a few of the trails back there but I m not too keen on going by myself. All sorts of things can happen when you go alone. Best to go with at least one other person so s to make sure things stay safe and under control.



I ll keep that in mind for next time I growled.



Piper why don t you take Brayden along with you after the two of you finish work this morning? Brayden I ll fix you a bagged lunch so you don t go hungry.



Momma really I think I ll be fi-



That sounds like a grand idea Mrs. Whitman! I sure would appreciate that lunch too. I d love to go that is as long as Piper doesn t mind.



Well actually I-



Of course she doesn t mind do you Piper?



Actually-



Of course you don t honey. Let me get to fixin you some lunch Brayden. Is turkey okay?



Well turkey would be just swell Mrs. Whitman. Thank you kindly.



#



I walked quickly out to the barn Brayden keeping pace. I made no eye contact and focused only on the stable ahead of me. I set my bag down in the tack room once I got there and grabbed Patches saddle.



Who should I take? he asked me.



Cobalt.



All right then. I ll get him tacked up and then I ll meet you outside.



Within five minutes we were both ready to go. I grabbed my backpack and mounted Patches and Brayden scrambled atop Cobalt with his. We walked for about two and a half hours on horseback in complete silence. Winding through the woods and rolling foothills all that was heard was the footsteps of the horses and the incessant chirping of the birds in the trees. As we broke from the trees into an open meadow I urged Patches into a lope. We cantered easily along toward the trees on the other side and Brayden joined me. He nudged Cobalt into a full-fledged gallop across the field but not to be outdone I spurred Patches as well. A competitive horse by nature she sprinted past Cobalt and to the other side with



ease. I slowly brought her to a walk before we entered the forest on the other side.



Are we going anywhere in particular? Brayden asked as he caught up to me.



Creek.



Ah I see. It ll be a nice place to relax for a bit. I bet Patches and Cobalt will enjoy a nice drink and time in the shade. It s gettin awful hot out here.



Yep.



It was silent again until we reached the creek bed set out behind the grove of trees through which we were riding. We untacked our horses and slipped halters on them and tied them out on a couple of trees by the water leaving the saddles and bridles hanging on stray branches. Finding a sunny spot I opened my bag and spread my towel on the grass. Brayden opened a blanket up and spread it next to my towel. Shedding my clothing I lay back on the towel in my bikini determined to get back my olive complexion. Out of the corner of my eye I watched him strip down into just the shorts he wore on the trip and sit Indian-style on the blanket. The sound of the cool creek water passing by helped make the bucolic setting even more beautiful. As I closed my eyes preparing for a few hours of relaxation Brayden opened his mouth.



Piper what ve you got against me? Seems like I can t do anything right by you. Why you d think I wouldn t be able to pour pee outta boot if the instructions were written on the heel by the way you ve been treatin me. I was just kiddin with you yesterday when you first came to the barn. I m real sorry that I offended you the way I did. I was just tryin you out seein what you were like. Didn t think you were gonna get so angry bout it. I m real sorry about bargin in on you last night too. I thought maybe you had gotten hurt. Didn t mean to walk in on you doin whatever. I m tryin awful hard to be nice but you just don t seem to like me.



The question caught me completely off guard. I had never had anyone be so blunt as to just ask me why I didn t take to them quite the way they had expected. Then again I had never had a near complete stranger ever walk in on me while I was bare naked getting off.



I never said I didn t like you I told him. It s just that you ve kinda gotten under my skin since you ve been here. I mean aside from meeting you yesterday afternoon last night was enough to make anyone a bit peeved. You laughin about it didn t help matters much either.



I wasn t laughin at you Brayden explained. I was just as embarrassed as you were.



I d like to bet against that one I muttered.



It s nothin to be ashamed of Piper just about everyone s done it at sometime in their lives. Just not everyone has gotten caught. He grinned at me as he finished his sentence and even I had to smile at that. See it s not so bad. It s just part of human nature. I was amazed that he was comfortable being so candid with the situation but I was also relieved.



So you do it too then? I asked half jokingly with a grin.



Course I do! he exclaimed as it were an obvious fact. Shoot it s better an a sleepin pill sometimes. Works wonders! I burst out laughing partially from entertainment but mostly from the fact that it was an embarrassing topic that we were discussing. I promise I ll try and keep mine quiet this summer he winked but it has to be mutual! He held out his hand. I shook it and laughed.



You sir got yourself a deal!



Good. Now it s hotter an Hades out here. What do you say we take a dip?



Oh I really want to tan right now. We ll go swimming later.



All right he agreed. I lay my head back down and closed my eyes ready to soak up the luscious sun. Suddenly I felt myself being lifted off the ground into his arms. It s later he commented. Time for a swim! I held tightly to his neck screaming in protest so he wouldn t drop me into the cold water.



Don t drop me! Don t drop me! I cautioned wildly. Coolly he waded into the rocky creek bed and held me just above the surface.



I wouldn t drop you! he laughed. I will however dunk you under. With that he splashed into the cold water with me still in his arms. I stood up sputtering and coughing water having found its way up my nose and into my lungs. He stood up behind me as I wiped my face and eyes and pulled me to him. Now that wasn t so bad was it? he laughed softly in my ear. I maneuvered myself around in his tight hold to look him in the eye.



You are so done I said mischievously. Quickly I snaked my arms up and over his head and pulled him down under the water with me. I held him under until he tickled me to the point where I let go. Hey! I protested as we surfaced. You only got out of my hold due to illegal touching!



Illegal touching?! I ll show you illegal touching! With that he growled and leapt for me. I squealed like a little girl and began to swim away from him. He quickly caught up to me however grabbing my feet and pulling me in toward him. I tried to shield myself from his tickling by curling up into the fetal position but his being so much larger than me made it easy for him to get his way.



All right all right! I cried out with laughter. I give up! I surrender! I put both of my hands in the air as a sign of defeat.



Since you surrendered you may only do so on my terms. All of my stable chores are yours for the next week!



What?! No way! If that s the case then I don t surrender!



Okay okay. Let s see. How about you re my personal servant for the rest of the day.



That depends I countered what would my duties include?



Feedin me grapes while I lounge in a gold chaise lounge chair fanning me with extra-large palm fronds and of course tackin up Cobalt before we go back home.



I bet we could fit an entire bunch in these cheeks I said pinching his cheek as if he were a young boy. I think I can handle those duties.



Good. Now let s get out and sun-dry. It s gettin a tad bit chilly in this brook. We waded over to the grassy bank Brayden hoisted himself out of the water and turned around to give me a helping hand. I took it gratefully and scrambled up onto the grass. I checked my watch that I had left sitting atop my jeans as I sat on my towel. It was already 10 nearly lunchtime for us. Having been up for five hours made the morning hour midday. I rummaged through my backpack to get my lunch sack out so I could have a small snack before lunch. I sifted through crackers an apple a turkey sandwich cookies a small Tupperware cup filled with peanut butter and celery sticks before I found what I was looking for: a ziplock bag filled with grapes. I grinned and looked at Brayden out of the corner of my eye. He was already laying down on his back sunning himself dry. Quietly I opened the bag and removed the bunch. I scooted over next to him and bent down by his ear.



I don t have the chaise lounge or a palm frond but I do have the grapes I giggled in a whisper. Immediately he opened his eyes and looked at me with a grin.



I was just jokin with you on that one Piper he said. I wasn t serious when I said you had to feed me grapes.



Uh-uh-uh I sang coyly. They ll just go to waste otherwise. Open wide. He laughed and sat up opening his mouth for me. His lips looked soft and full his tongue patiently awaiting the juicy sweet treat. I slipped him one grape at a time feeding him delicately and slowly. He looked as though he savored every bite I gave him taking his time with each one. I lingered as I slipped the last one in letting my index finger rest gingerly on his bottom lip as he closed his mouth. I traced a line from the middle of his lips to his chin watching him intently hungrily as I did so. His dark eyes locked on mine as he swallowed. You re beautiful I thought. You re amazingly beautiful. I would give anything to touch my lips to yours. Oh Lord how I want to kiss you. I froze realizing that I had verbalized my thought. He blinked and tightened up. I could feel the blood rushing to my face nauseating me in the process. I-I-I m sorry I stammered standing up looking for some refuge from my big mouth. I didn t mean what I m trying to say is I wasn t trying to say that. It just sort of slipped out. Brayden stood up in front of me and smiled.



Do you really want to kiss me Piper? he asked looking in my eyes.



No I mean yes! I mean well no not really. I mean it s not like you want to or anything.



But what if I did?



Well then I suppose it d be all ri-



With that Brayden cupped my face gently in his strong hands and touched his soft supple lips to mine. My eyelids fluttered closed as our lips stayed resting on one another s savoring the moment. As what seemed like eons but was just a few seconds passed he disengaged from the kiss. I looked at him longingly feeling as though my knees might give out.



You didn t have to do that you know I said quietly the color in my cheeks intensifying.



I know that he replied with a grin. I wanted to do that. I just wasn t so sure that you did. I was gon kiss you one way or the other before the end of this summer. I was just glad it was sooner rather than later.



I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him again only this time hungrily greedily. I wanted him and I wanted to show him that. He responded in kind and mashed his lips against mine. Our tongues met tangling tantalizing teasing one another. He brought his hands to my lower back holding me to him timidly but his lips working expertly. Hormones surged through my body. I wanted him like no other and ground myself into his body forcing him to grasp me tighter. I slid my hands from his neck to his torso stroking his still slightly damp skin. I found the top of his shorts and wedged my fingers into the sides of them bringing one hand to his front quickly grasping his growing bulge.



Whoa whoa whoa! he exclaimed as he broke the kiss. He grabbed my wrists and attempted to pull my hands from his shorts.



I know cold hands I grinned leaning in to kiss him again.



Piper stop it! he freaked stepping back from me.



What?! I asked bewildered.



What were you doing? Just what did you think was gonna happen here? Brayden demanded.



I didn t realize I was doing anything wrong! I shot back defensively. And judging from that lump in the front of your shorts there it doesn t look like you thought so either!



Jesus Christ Piper! That was the result of you stickin your hands where they shouldn ta been! Doesn t mean that just cause you stick your hands down someone s shorts they automatically wanna have sex with ya! What the hell were you thinkin ?!



I was incensed by his words but even more so that I had made a fool out of myself once again. He was going to think that I was nothing but a whore by the way I had acted over the last two days. What was I thinking?! I had known him for two days and I was already trying to do sexual things to/with him. I was still a virgin. Was I really going to give it up right then and there? Despite my anger and humiliation I couldn t even muster up a defense for my actions. I muttered something about checking on my horse and walked away as Brayden quickly went back into the creek to cool off literally and figuratively. I tacked Patches up and went back to collect my belongings. I stuffed my backpack and once I was ready to head out I looked down at the creek. Brayden stood with his back to me his hands folded behind his neck his face pointed at the surface of the running water. Suddenly hot tears stung my eyes and my jaw began to tremble. I quickly returned to my horse mounted and left. I nudged Patches at a trot through the woods and as we broke into the open field I spurred her into a full-out gallop. The tears of humiliation streamed down my cheek mixed with tears of the wind I faced as we ran. The trip that had taken me two and a half hours on the way out took me an hour and a half on the way back. I untacked Patches who was tired and sweaty by the time we arrived and gave her a thorough brushing and hose-down. I gave her extra treats along with her dinner as I rushed to feed the rest of the horses before returning to the house. As I wound up the hose from watering the last horse I spied Brayden cantering in from the trails on Cobalt. I picked up my backpack from the tack room and quickly exited the barn speed walking toward the house. Instead of entering the backside of the barn as he should have Brayden rode around to the front and stopped in front of me. I kept my eyes staring at the dusty red clay. I was afraid he would notice the salty water forming once again in them should I look up.



Piper listen he began with an apologetic tone.



You don t need to say anything I told him shakily. You said everything you needed to say back at the creek. I continued to walk toward the house with downcast eyes.



No I didn t he replied sternly. There s definitely more.



Not as far as I m concerned. Now please I ve left you alone. I d hope you d afford me the same courtesy. I looked up at him as I said the last sentence with tear filled eyes. His mouth went slightly agape as if he were attempting a reply but the words got hung up behind his lips. It only took me a few more seconds to reach the house. No one was home yet as it was only two in the afternoon. I knew it would take Brayden at least fifteen minutes to untack and brush Cobalt and then return to the house so I jumped in the shower and felt sorry for myself and let my humiliation due to rejection take over me for that time. After I finished crying I toweled off and put on shorts and a tank top and slipped under my covers. After getting no sleep the night before and having a stressful day all I wanted to do was sleep away my embarrassment and pain.

#



Sweetheart? Do you want to eat dinner? my mother asked peeking her head into my room. Groggily I lifted my tired head from my pillow and turned to face her.



Yes momma. I ll be down in a few minutes.



Baby she said sweetly coming into my room and sitting down on my bed next to me. What s wrong? You never nap in the middle of the day.



Nothin momma just a long day s all I lied. Didn t sleep a wink last night. Not used to my old bed yet. She smiled and gently stroked my damp hair.



Well when you wanna talk about nothin you let me know. I m here.



Thanks momma I said with a smile and a yawn. She rose and walked out the door leaving me to put on some clothes to make myself decent before going down to dinner. It was dark in my room I noticed as I rose to find some pants and a tee-shirt. It was only seven and the sun was out until after 8:30 on the late spring nights. I peered outside from behind my curtains and noticed the drizzle steadily quenching the parched earth. I slipped on a pair of flannel pants and a tee-shirt I had laying around and went downstairs. Before me stood the same picture that I had seen the night before only with a different spread of food before us. I said nothing to anyone as I sat down to the table and I ate my meal in silence. No one prodded as to why I was in such a somber mood and I was grateful for it. Everyone cleared their plates and my mother looked at me as she asked whose turn it was to do the dishes. I raised my hand without quarrel I took my place at the sink as they filed out of the kitchen. I ran the warm water and opened the dishwasher in preparation soaping up a sponge in the process. As I began cleaning a plate over the sink a clap of thunder interrupted me. Shaking our house the noise was enough to scare me into dropping the plate on the tile floor. It broke into tiny pieces and scattered over the same-shade white floor. I hated summer thunderstorms because they always brought with them the chance of a tornado and the last thing I wanted was to suffer through another home wrecking storm as I had so many years before. I turned to grab the dustpan and brush from the corner staring at Brayden holding them out to me smiling. I wordlessly took them and began sweeping up the shattered pieces of the dinner plate.



I ve done enough wrong today I uttered. I don t need you here to rub anymore in my face.



Piper about today he began.



Forget about it. I don t know what came over me. I m sorry. Let s move on with our lives.



But Piper--



I don t want to talk about this with you I told him sternly.



Piper--



Please I pleaded tearfully leave me be. Go on. I don t need your help. The thunder roared again as I instinctively flinched while sweeping.



These storms really get to you huh?



I don t need you around to witness any more of my flaws. Please go.



Finally he did as I asked him and he went upstairs. I finished cleaning the broken glass and washing the dishes before I went upstairs to lay in my bed. It was barely past eight but I put my shorts and tank top back on and turned off my light. Curled into the fetal position with my eyes clamped shut I pulled my blankets to my face and tried to block out the roaring storm that raged outside my windows.



#



I wasn t sure how long I had been asleep when I heard the open and close of the door and someone creep in. As they sat down I felt a hand reach out and stroke my hair.



Oh momma I said tearfully droplets escaping through closed eyes I did somethin real dumb today. I know I shouldn t be gettin involved with Brayden seein as how he works for us and all but I couldn t help it momma! I couldn t help it. I practically forced myself on him and made a fool of myself. Now I don t know what to say to him. I feel so foolish I could just die. That s how I feel right now like fallin asleep here and never wakin up again. Least not til he s gone home. Oh I feel so stupid. He probably hates me now thinks I m some kind of floozy. But I ve never been with anyone momma. Honest. He s been tryin to talk to me since we got back from the trail today. Lord only knows what he s been tryin to tell me. Probably to tell me what I fool I was today. As if I didn t already know.



I think he was trying to apologize to you for the harsh way he reacted a smooth male voice said. I opened my eyes and turned over to face who I thought was my mother. And he doesn t hate you Brayden reassured me continuing to stroke my cheek. I was actually under the distinct impression that he was beginnin to fancy you somethin fierce. He was just a little startled by the suddenness of the whole situation s all. But I m pretty sure he wants to patch things up if you re willing to.



In the darkened room my hand found its way to his shadowed face stroking it in the same fashion he touched mine. He found the stray tears that lingered on my cheeks and wiped them away kissing the areas from which he took them. It didn t take long for him to find my mouth after planting an innocent kiss upon it. He sat up slowly and looked down at me.



I suppose I should go back to my room huh? It was more of a statement than a question. The thunder shook the house the lightning brightened the sky momentarily and the wind howled through the screens of my windows. I grasped his hand tightly as I found my voice.



Don t go I pleaded. I hate these storms. You can even go back to your room after I fall asleep if you want. Please just stay til then. Without hesitation he stroked my cheek and slid into bed under the covers next to me clad only in a pair of mesh shorts. I moved closer to the wall to give him more room. He pulled his body behind mine into a spooning position. He wrapped his arm about my waist and snuggled in his downy breath cascading past the nape of my neck. The thunderclap again roared and the lightning lit up the sky. I shook with habitual terror and shrunk my body.



Shhhhh Piper he whispered in my ear kissing my lobe. I m here. I m here. He continued to kiss my ear and neck to calm my nerves and take my mind off the storm at hand. See? It s not so bad.



I breathed out sharply letting a slight moan escape as his soft words floated into my ears. He stroked my stomach through the tank top moving his kisses from the back of my neck down toward my shoulder. Breathing softly against my skin Brayden reached up and moved the strap off to the side letting it rest on my upper arm. His lips traveled sweetly over my exposed flesh giving me goosebumps. His hand moved from my arm to the top of my chest fingering the hollow of my throat and collarbone. My breathing quickened slightly as his lips and fingers expertly tantalized my skin. I put my hand over his and lifted it from my chest. I turned over to face him before I put it back. Brayden leaned in and took my bottom lip into his kiss sucking on it gently. I closed my eyes and let the feelings take over me. I brought my hand up to his arm and stroked it softly my fingertips tracing over the soft skin. He matched me move-for-move letting his hand linger on my arm. I moved my hands to his chest and I felt him begin to do the same. He removed the thin fabric from my breasts and broke the kiss. I felt his soft breath on my nipples as his mouth drew closer. His tongue reached out to touch them sending an electric jolt through my entire body. The night sky seemed to have felt it as well brightening with a bolt of lightning. My eyes shot open as I arched my back and reached out for Brayden. I looked in front of me my heart beating out of my chest. There was no one there. My only company was the sound of the rain pouring outside. I sat up and looked around not trusting my eyes. I looked over at the clock it was 10:56. My heart sank. I had been dreaming.



Suddenly a flood of emotions overwhelmed me and the unstoppable tears took over. I wept quietly not exactly sure why it was I was crying. I no longer cared about the storm outside because it ceased to exist. The falling tears became choked sobs muffled by my pillow. A light knock came at the door. It was nearly 11 and everyone was supposed to be asleep by that time. I wiped the tears away hurriedly and sat up.



Come in I called softly. The door connecting to the bathroom crept open and Brayden stepped out far enough to see me. He stood before me only in a pair of boxers. What are you doing up?



I came to ask you the same question he replied in a near whisper still clinging onto the doorknob with one hand. Call of nature in the middle of the night I was in the bathroom and I heard you. You okay? I could feel my bottom lip trembling attempting to betray me.



I m fine I said shakily trying to regain my composure. Go on back to bed.



To be honest Piper he began rubbing the back of his neck I can t sleep. Not without sayin some stuff I need to say.



I really don t think now s a very good time I told him the tears reentering my voice. I could feel my eyes getting hot and the salty water beginning to fall.



Piper don t cry he pleaded. He walked over to my bed and sat down taking me into his arms. I didn t mean to make you cry. I just wanted to come in and apologize for earlier. The mention of the day s earlier events and the thought of my rejection brought on another wave of tears. I tried my best to hold them back as he continued speaking to me. I shouldn t have been so mean earlier it s just that you you took me by surprise -- you know? I wasn t expecting you to come on so strong.



I m sorry I m sorry I m sorry I told him through tears.



No it s okay.



No I replied pulling away from him it s not okay. Now that I think about it mixing work and personal lives isn t a good idea. I was stupid for saying anything at all today. If I hadn t said anything we wouldn t even have this problem now.



It s not a problem he whispered wiping away a tear. And even if you hadn t said anything today I would have eventually. I mean Piper you ve got beauty that even Aphrodite herself would be jealous of. And I really think that under your rough exterior you re a nice sweet girl. I wasn t tryin to reject you today. I was just a little off-guard you know? I mean I hate talkin like this cause it makes me sound like a chick not that there s anything wrong with that but I really don t want to let impulses take over me. If I do anything with any girl it s gonna be cause I care about her. I mean it can t just be cause I m thinkin with my other head.



I ve never let impulses take over me like they did today I told him. I ve never even gone all the way. I don t know what came over me. There s just something about you. He seemed to tense up when I told him that.



You re a... he let the sentence trail off.



A virgin I said completing the sentence for him. Yes I m still a virgin. Why s that so hard to believe?



Well I d just heard about you and your boyfriend and everything and I just assumed you know. I mean you two dated all through high school right? What was his name Paul?



No just senior year and up until this past February I told him.



That s nearly a year and a half. And you two never...



No. We didn t. I mean we almost did but I didn t want to go through with it.



You almost did? he asked.



Yes I said blushing in the dark. We came real close.



How close? Brayden asked softly. Like you two had talked about it? My embarrassment seemed to vanish as he asked more personal questions. His hand was on my blanketed thigh unmoving.



Oh we had talked about it. But that s not what I meant. I sat quietly for a second to see if he wanted to hear more. I felt his hand move slightly on my thigh.



What did you mean?



Well we were at my dorm. He came up from Pepperdine to be with me on Valentine s Day. I know I know cheesy to lose your virginity on Valentine s Day but it seemed sweet at the time. Well anyway Becca was back home visiting her boyfriend so I didn t have to worry about her coming in or anything. So we lit candles he put on some tacky jazz CD that was all some guy playing love songs on a saxophone and we climbed into bed. I bought a little teddy to wear for him so I was layin there in it--



What color? he asked with an almost boyish quality enraptured by my tale. I smiled mischievously as his hand tightened slightly on my leg.



Light blue. Lacy at the top with a satin bottom. Anyway I was layin there and we started kissin . I paused looking for the courage to say what I felt. Paul s an all right kisser but he s definitely not up to my standards of great .



How do I rate? Brayden asked. I swallowed hard putting my hand on his.



You are the standard I told him with downcast eyes. But anyway I m gettin away from the story. We were kissin and he started to take off my teddy. Wasn t even sweet about it I recalled sourly. Just pawin at me like I was a slab of meat in a piece of paper and he was a hungry dog. He pulled it off me and threw it to the floor and he tore off his boxers. Then he just wanted to get to it. I wasn t even in the mood yet. I asked him to touch me a lil more get me hot for him you know? So he just reached down between my legs and started rubbin me with his whole hand like he was waxin a car. He had the nerve to ask are you in the mood now? I frowned. I lied and told him yes cause I just wanted to do it you know? I thought it would make us closer. Hoo-boy was I wrong.



So is that as close as you got?



No. It got a lot closer. See he wasn t doin a very good job of turnin me on. Now that I m thinkin back on it I guess he was never really good at it to begin with.



He d touched you before?



Yes I admitted. We d been doin stuff for about a year. Come to think of it he never did make me...uh...you know.



You never had an orgasm? he asked. But what about last night? I blushed again but no one could tell because it was so dark in the room.



I didn t say that I d never had one just that he d never given me one. I tried to show him what I liked but he just couldn t get it I suppose. His hands just weren t good enough.



What about his mouth?



What about it?



Did he ever use his mouth on you?



No I sighed. I was always too embarrassed to ask him to. I thought that if I did it to him he d reciprocate. You know like lead by example. Guess it didn t work. But I got used to it so it came as no real surprise that night when we were gettin ready to have sex. After I told him I was in the mood he asked me to do the same to him so I did. Then he pulled out the condom-



Wait what did you do to him? Brayden asked.



Well I uh...you know. Stuff.



What kind of stuff?



W-well I stammered trying to find my voice first I had him lay down on his back. He was already naked so I crawled on top of him and kissed his neck. I ran my hands over his chest and down his sides. He just lay there as I moved my lips down. Over his collarbone to his chest kissing licking nibbling his flesh. I began to get more into my story recalling every detail vividly. I shut my eyes and continued telling it speaking more confidently as I went along. I remember I took his nipple into my mouth. They were small -- compared to mine anyway -- but they were hard. I used the tip of my tongue afterwards and blew cool air on them. He liked that. My hands went to his shoulders massaging them slowly as I kissed further down. I crossed my arms and massaged my own shoulders gently. I traced little circles around his bellybutton with my tongue kissing and nibbling with my lips every now and then. I lay my entire body between his legs caressing his sides tracing my fingertips up and down his torso. I blew on the lower part of stomach the part between his hipbones trying to tease him and make him feel good. I think it worked cause I could feel him getting harder between my breasts. I ran a finger over the fabric of my tank top and down between my breasts. It wasn t very big -- I could wrap my whole hand around it easy -- but it was a little longer than I expected. I moved down just a little bit further and I grasped him in my hand. It was so hard. I slowly moved my hand up and down bringing my mouth to the head to lick it. There was pre-cum on the tip. I was used to that though. It was salty. As I pumped my hand along his shaft I put him in my mouth. I wrapped my lips over the top and sucked on it. I circled my tongue around and around the top and I started moving my mouth up and down. I kept my thumb and index finger around his cock following the motions of my mouth up and down. He started moanin real loud tightenin up wrappin his fingers in my hair so I backed off. I knew he was gonna cum. I took my lips off him and lowered my head letting my tongue run over his balls then returning to the head of his cock kissing it lightly. I thought he was fixin to die right there. I sat up and ran my hands over his thighs and up to his chest. I asked him if he was ready and he told me yes. I reached over to my dresser and pulled out a condom. I unrolled it over his hardness. Then I lay on my back and pulled him on top of me. I still wasn t wet enough to be ready so I asked him again to help me get in the mood. I reached down a little further placing one hand between my thighs on top of my shorts. I let the other hand linger atop my breast. I reached down and put my finger between my lips and started to stroke my lips and then my clit showing him how I liked it. Instead he said it looked like I already was in the mood so he just kissed me and climbed between my legs. He put the head of]]> http://teenstoryblog.com/2007/08/20/twin-blondes-suck/feed/