It was Monday April 12^th 8:30pm. I had just finished a meeting with Kevin T., one of my most trusted stewards. We were putting the finishing touches on a new church initiative that we had intended to present to the Deacon board at the next meeting on Thursday. Katrina came to my office in tears and wanted to speak to me alone about a private issue. Since Kevin and I were finished he said he was headed home to get some rest so that he could get up a go to his full time job the next morning with the post-office. That left Katrina and I alone to discuss her situation. After I calmed her down and got her to stop crying so hard she was able to tell me that she was upset that she had found out earlier that day that Stanley, her husband of 6 months, had been cheating on her since the day they met. To make matters worst he had not only slept with other women, some of which she had known personally, there was also evidence that Stanley had been engaging in sexual activity with a known neighborhood transsexual named Carmen. Katrina had asked Stanley what was it about her that would make him want to cheat and sleep with just about anyone and every thing. They argued back and forth and eventually Stanley told her that she gave terrible head and was unimaginative in bed and he wanted and needed someone who could make his toes curl. Of course Katrina felt less than a woman to be outdone in the sex area by even another man dressed up to look like a woman. I tried as hard as I could to convince Katrina that the thoughts she were having were the work of the devil himself and that she was a beautiful attractive and dynamically strong black woman and that she should not let this incident destroy her self-confidence.

At times I think I was reaching Katrina but at other times I couldn’t stop her from crying. I had run out of tissue and I excused myself to go to the storage room real quick to get a fresh box of Kleenex. When I returned. Katrina had removed her sweater and had unbuttoned her blouse. She either was not wearing a bra in the first place or she had removed it also. Either way she revealed to me the most beautiful pair of size40d breast that I had ever seen. I must confess that I thought she was “blessed in the chest” when she and her husband came forward as we opened the doors of the church to new members during service about 3months ago. Of course I couldn’t say what I was thinking it would not have been very professional or ethical of me…would it?

Now mind you I am a happily married man of the cloth with children. My marriage like any other marriage goes through some trying times. I know my wife gets fed up with the long hours I spend at the church at times and I have been spending even more time at the church since we decided to undertake the building of a new sanctuary. This pissed my wife off to the max. So much that she had taken herself and the two smallest of our children back to Good-hope Alabama for a couple of weeks. It just so happened that her leaving was in timed with Spring Break and I was able to cover that up by saying that she took the Kids to see the grandparents over Spring break. In fact it had been almost a little over a month from the last time my wife and I made love to the time that Katrina came into my office. Like most men who have waited that long between sexual releases I was easily placed in a state of arousal. But back to the incident at hand.

I had reminded Katrina that she was in the house of the lord and that kind of behavior was not appropriate. Katrina looked at me and said “ I know where I am…maybe it’s the little devil in me needing to be exorcised by the juices of your loins…aren’t you going to save me from my sinful self reverend?” I was shocked. I began to insist that Katrina put back on her shirt. She said “if you want it on me...you come and put it on me. While you’re at it come and put my panties on me too…oops I aint wearin no panties ...guess you have to put my skirt on me only then” with that she took off her skirt and revealed a completely shaved bronze colored pussy. My cock instantly stood up at attention and she noticed the large bulge of my 9.5-inch curled up snake showing in the print at the front of my pants. She said...ooh reverend looks like that evil serphant snake wants to come out and punish my naughty pussy…ohh reverend Ray please spank me for I have been a bad bad girl…I touch myself like this all the time” she reached down and place the middle finger of her right hand between her legs and into her pussy then placed her finger into her mouth, tasting her own sweet pussy necter. Upon tasting her own juices she let a sensual moan then said...”So reverend is it a sin to taste my own pussy juice and fuck myself with my hand,” I told her that she was wrong and that she needed some guidance in her life…to which she said...” I don’t think I need guidance…I need a good spankin…will you spank me reverend…I need it so bad” by now my cock was harder than reinforced steel surrounded by layers of concrete. I knew it was wrong but by now I only wanted to bend Mrs. Simpson over my office desk and fuck her as hard as I humanly could from the rear. I think she sensed that I was going to participate in her game since I didn’t forcibly put her out of my office. She walked up to me and I was frozen in place. I know it sounds corny in this day and age but I had only been intimate with one woman prior to meeting and subsequently marrying my wife. I had never actually met any woman that was as aggressive as Katrina was…I must admit that I liked it…I really liked it. Katrina reached down to my crotch area and undid my zipper and belt. As she lowered my pants to my ankle she simultaneously dropped to her knees in front of me. My cock was sticking straight out and it was level to Katrina’s mouth. Katrina griped my cock and stroked it with both hands and then kissed the head gently and said…”oh reverend what could you like me to do to show how much I appreciate you showing me your guidance in my hot sensual moment of need”…O.K by now I had gotten into this bad preacher role and had made the choice to play along. I told her to “remain on her knees and worship the item that you so beholdth in your hand my child.”  She said, “but reverend my mama told me the good book said I should not worship anything but God” I told her “silence my unworthy child!!! You are to speak no more…thy shall only suck gently on my hard pulsating shaft of pleasure until my seed of life is released within that unholy mouth of yours…only upon swallowing the seed of my loin will you be worthy to address me.” With that I violently pulled Katrina by the back of her hair, forcing her mouth to come open. I then shoved my cock down her throat until the base of my shaft could no longer be seen. I held it in place like that until I heard Katrina about to gag then I pulled my cock out so she could get her breath. Before she knew it I had again pulled her hair back and shoved my shaft deep inside of her mouth this time she was prepared and did not gag. This went on for about 10 minutes; Katrina was quite the skillful cocksucker she knew just how to take this meat down her throat without gagging.  Katrina said upon me letting her come up for her next breath of air “oh good reverend may I have the honor of removing your shoes so that I may worship your feet by bestowing a kiss upon them. I thought, damn I had never had my feet sucked before my wife always said that was nasty and that I was lucky she let me put my dick in her mouth ever so often. Of course I said yes to Katrina I was will do almost anything she wanted to do. When she undid my shoe she also removed my pants so that we were both naked. She stood up with my pants in her hand and walked over toward the office door, I thought she was going to turn the lights down but instead she opened the door and said as she ran out.” if you want your pants come and get them” like a kid I fell for the trick and chased her. We ended up in the sanctuary…O.K I know this is the lowest of lows but that’s where we ended up. She stopped running or I caught her right at the front row of seats. I caught her from behind and cupped those 40d titties in the palm of my hands. I had never touched such large soft beautiful breast. I didn’t know exactly how to handle them, she must have sensed it as she told me to squeeze he nipples hard. I pinched her nipple between my thumb and forefinger and she let out a loud moan of pleasure. I told her she was being very bad by running into the sanctuary. Katrina pulled away from my hold and went to the front row of seats and placed both her knees on the seat and bent her body over the back of the row of prubes. She then said.” you’re right I am being bad and I should be punished don’t you think so reverend”. The sight of her bent over the prubes with all that ass and pussy exposed to me from the rear got my blood boiling. I grabbed my belt from my pants wrapped it around my hand so that only about a foot or so was showing and I approached her from the rear. I place my hands on her back to steady myself as I plunged my hard cock deep inside her hot box. That had to be the warmest, smoothest, tightest pussy ever made. My cock fit inside her like a glove, like it was meant to be there. I began stroking her pussy with my cock. In and out I went deeper and deeper I went with ever stroke. I realized that I was hitting the back of her pussy wall and I was not all the way in.... I still had about four inches of cock meat that had not been inserted inside Katrina’s pussy walls. Katrina was screaming “oh shit...oh shit that hurts…you’re too big …oh daddy that hurts so good...fuck that pussy reverend…bless that pussy with your cock…oh...holy shit...I going to cum I going to cum” with that I took the belt I was holding and smacked her hard on her ass…she said ouch Oh shit…spank it baby spank that ass…I smacked her again and told her...I didn’t say you could cum yet…don’t you cum yet you unholy wench… and I smacked her twice this time on her ass even harder than before…she said I’m sorry reverend I won’t cum I won’t cum til you let me...I told her to shut-up and take this dick…She said “yes baby” and I reached back and smacked her hard on her ass again with the belt and said “didn’t I say shut up…I don’t want to hear nothing but my balls hitting your ass” and with that I smacked her ass again. I was getting into this when she pushed back, nearly knocking me to the floor and into the church drum set. As she was pushing away I heard her say “oh no I can’t take it I’m cuming hard...” She pushed away and ran toward the alter. I caught her from behind lowered her to the floor where I reached under thighs pushed her legs back toward her ears, exposing nothing but pussy and pumped my 9.5inches of man meat all the way into her soaking wet pussy. I held her legs up to her head as I positioned myself to fuck her froggy style. I pumped her pussy hard and fast for what seemed like at least 30mins straight. In the middle of my attack of her pussy ironically all she could say was “oh god …Oh god…I’m cuming Ohhh I cuming…fuck me damit fuck this pussy reverend…shit here I cum again….ohhhhh shit I cuming” By now we were both sweating like pigs sweat was dripping from my body onto hers, sweat was dripping from my forehead getting into my eyes and burning like hell I couldn’t see and I was too into fucking Katrina to bother with wiping my face, besides the sweat would only come back.  I continued fucking Katrina hard and fast and then I realized she had not said a word in about a few minutes. I looked down as I pumped the pussy harder and deeper faster and faster, and I could see Katrina’s eyes rolled to the back of her head tears were coming from her eyes in between the beads of sweat, she was no longer breathing from her mouth she could only breath thru her nose as she was grasping for air with her mouth. At that point I knew I had just about fucked the shit out her and it was time for me to get my nutt on…That didn’t take long I only had to look down and those size 40twins bouncing from side to side and look at how deep I was putting this cock inside of her with every stroke and it was enough to bring me to the point of no return…I felt my balls filling with cum as I concentrated on bringing myself to a finish. I was just about there when I pulled out reached up and grabbed Katrina’s head, pulled her by her hair and shoved my cock down her throat. This time as Katrina bobbed her head to accept my cock offering I released at least a gallon of hot steaming man seed down her throat. To my surprise Katrina was able to swallow every last bit of my cum juice. Finally, when the last drop of my seed had been lapped up by Katrinas eager and talented mouth we both just fell out right there on the alter. As we cooled down, I looked over at her and told her “ you my child are now worthy to speak in this holy temple” Katrina smiled and said “ Shit you damn right I’m worthy reverend…can I get the preacher to say amen” I said Amen sister Amen. We both laugh a bit as we lay there.

I knew I would never look at this church pulpit the same again, knowing how I had sinned on the holiest of ground. I also knew that I could never see my wife sitting in the first row of prubes again, you see the spot where I was spanking Katrina’s ass with my belt was the exact seat that my wife sits in every Sunday service. It just won’t be the same.

When Katrina and I got up from the floor of the alter and composed ourselves we made it back to my office where we showered and got redressed. I offered Katrina a ride home, as I had realized that it was a little past 11pm. On the ride home I told Katrina that I was wrong to take advantage of her like that and that I should have been stronger and offered her more guidance to solving her problem with her husband and that if she would trust me as her spiritual leader I would make amends to her by counseling her and husband in marriage counseling with the ultimate goal of restoring the strong marriage and the vows they had taken with each other. Katrina looked at me and said as we pulled into her drive way that she had something to tell me. She said that she and her husband were not having marital problems. She had lied and made up the story. In fact she said her husband was away on business in some town called good-hope Alabama and that he should be home in a couple of days. Katrina said she was horny as hell as her husband left for his trip while she was on her period and she didn’t get a chance for a “hook-up” she knew that my wife had been out of town on vacation with the children, as word had passed among the congregation, and she thought that I would be as horny as she was. She was right. As Katrina got out the car I couldn’t help but smile and think “Damn”…I knew it was just too much of a co-incidence that my wife and Katrina’s husband went to the same small town in bum-fuck Alabama at the same time. I also knew that there was no way I could confront my wife with my suspicions without arousing suspicions about how I came about my knowledge. I guess this is the only means I have to confess my sins. I know it was wrong, I know I should not have let the devil work his tricks, I know that someday the secret of this event will eat at my insides, I know all these things, but I also know that I am human and humans sometime behave bad…but damn it felt so good to behave so bad this time!!!…Thank you for listening to my confession. 

 

In the parlor of our house, standing with her legs slightly apart was my wife. I looked her over from the floor to her head. She had on a pair of 5” black pumps, dark silky thigh highs with a lace trim on the top that was 8” wide. Her shaved pussy was exposed and wet. She had on a lace bustier that her wonderful large tits hung out the top. Her hard nipples surrounded by were lacy pasties. She had a matching lace black collar and finally black silk elbow length gloves. Her face was over made. Red wet lipstick and outlined like a streetwalker. Her eyes had makeup that looked can only be described as slutty.

 

Betty smiled and simply said, “Happy Birthday darling.”

 

She slithered up to me and kissed me. Her tongue slid into my mouth and wrestled with mine. Her hands rubbed up and down the front of my shirt and then she slid down. Farther and farther down until she got to my belt. Undoing my zipper with one hand and my belt with the other she slid my pants down to the floor and grabbed hold of my cock with her gloved hands. Her mouth slid over the end of my cock. The warmth of her mouth made me grow bigger and harder. I felt myself filling her mouth as I got harder. Betty moved her head up and down my cock. She was slow at first but then began fucking her face on my dick. Her moaning vibrated my whole sole as she sucked and fucked me with her face.

 

I was on the verge of cumming when she grabbed the bottom of my cock and looked up at me. “No, you can’t cum yet.” She said with an evil grin.

 

“Oh honey, I need to cum. I want to cum on your sexy face.”

 

“No.” she said as she stood up and rubbed my chest with her gloves. “Come along to the bedroom. We aren’t finishing up in here.” She grabbed my cock in her silky fingers and led me willingly down the hallway to our master bedroom. When I got to the doorway I couldn’t believe the image on our bed.

 

There laid out with her legs wide open showing a wet shiny smooth shaved pussy was the Mitzi, a 17 year old girl that lived down the street. My wife and her have gotten to be good friends over the last 3 years. When Mitzi became sexually active, she confided in my wife. Betty would give her tips on how to turn on boys she dated. She would call Betty and talk to her every time she had sex to tell her all the details. Betty would then share them with me always knowing that just thinking about the young woman fucking her dates would turn me on.

 

Now this little nymphet that I’ve heard about and dreamed about was on my bed, legs open and looking at me. “Come fuck me Mr. Harris. I want your cum in my cunt now,” Mitzi said with her fingers opening up her smooth cunt lips…a finger sliding in and out.

 

I looked at Betty who smiled and snuggling her tits against my arm whispered in my ear. “I hope you like your birthday present baby. Go fuck her. I want to see you cum in her pussy.”

 

I walked into the bedroom and up to the bed. Standing at the edge I looked at the lovely package lying before me. My hand wrapped around my hard cock and I just had to stroke it a little taking in the beautiful site. Mitzi seemed to understand and planted her feet into the mattress and lifted her hips up in the air. Her fingers were now fucking herself in and out and giving me a masturbation show for my benefit. She began to moan and then in a low whisper voice said, “I want to give you my pussy for your birthday. I need you to fuck me…cum in me…pound me hard because I like it that way.” Her fingers began fucking her pussy faster and faster. I couldn’t take it anymore as I knelt on the bed between her slim legs. I hooked my arms up under her knees and bent them back. I was going to grab my cock and move it to her pussy but then I felt my wife’s hand on me. She guided my cock into Mitzi’s pussy and rubbed it up and down over her clit. Finally she put it at the entrance of the teenage cunt and I slid it. Betty had been playing with Mitzi’s pussy for an hour before I got home and had her as horny as I was.

 

I went slow at first. I wanted this to last a long time. But after Betty’s blowjob, Mitzi’s fingering show and her begging for my cock I couldn’t hold back. I started slamming her pussy hard. I fucked her faster and faster. Her moans and sighs were loud. Mitzi never had to be quiet when she fucked and she screamed how much she loved my cock in her cunt. When she spoke those words I felt myself letting go. I was cumming with each thrust into this young girls tight cunt. She was squeezing me like Betty does. My wife had done an excellent job teaching young Mitzi how to fuck. I spilled what felt like gallons into her. The cum was leaking out around my cock and my wife then bent down between us and started licking it up. After I was finished I slid out and Betty’s tongue and face took over.

 

Betty moved herself over Mitzi’s body and began slurping up all my cum out of her pussy. I knelt back, still between her legs watching my wife sucking her cunt. She shoveled out my cream onto her tongue and then swallowed it. As I watched the girls on the bed I moved off it and over to a chair at the foot. It didn’t take long before I was hard again and I jerked myself while enjoying the wonderful show. My wife looked up from her feast and saw me. She got off of Mitzi and then whispered something to her. Mitzi slid off the bed onto the floor and began  came up between my legs. She took my cock from my hand and started sucking one me. Betty came over to the side of the chair and fed me her big 42DD tits. I sucked on my wife’s nipples while my dick was getting a warm sucking blowjob from an expert of a teenager. Just as I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, Betty picked her legg up and sat on my lap, impaling herself on my rod. I could feel Mitzi’s tongue licking me and Betty and she slid up and down fucking herself. Betty went slow. She enjoyed the slower pace as she squeezed her pussy on my prick. Soon I was cumming a second time. I screamed as I came hard into my wife’s pussy. When I finished, Betty laid back on the bed and told Mitzi it was her time to come clean her out.

 

Mitzi was still on her knees on the floor and just dove in between Betty’s legs and began slurping at her pussy. I slid down to the floor and up behind Mitzi’s teenage smooth body and reached under her cute and began fingering her pussy from behind. As I increased the speed of my fingers on her g-spot, she moaned into my wife’s pussy and sped up her tongue. Finally I heard both women scream with their orgasisms leaving them shivering and shaking..

 

I was on the floor and so happy I just started laughing. “My god this is a great birthday. Thank you both.” Betty looked over at Mitzi and me and said, “Let’s go eat some birthday cake and then we can come back in here and play all weekend. Mitzi’s parents asked me if we minded watching her since they wanted to go out of town.”

 

Wow, great sex and cake too. What a wonderful birthday.

 

 

Juicy Lucy Pt 3

I walked through the house calling Lucy’s name and I found her sitting on her bed in her bedroom flicking through the TV Channels.  Seeing me she said in a disgusted voice “There is nothing on TV and I have seen all the programs.” So saying she switched off the TV and turned to look at me. I sat down in the only chair in the room and  I told her who was on the phone and that her Mother would not be back for at least another two Hours.  I went on to say that I would be staying with her and it would be just me and her for the next two hours.

She smiled at this and she asked me “Could we play our secret game then, no one will know as we will be all alone and I could lock the door and if my Mother comes back she will have to ring the door bell as she doesn’t carry a key and only uses the one that is kept under the stone outside and that she had not put it back there yet.  I told her that I thought that two hours was not really a long time and for what I wanted to teach her it would take all day, so I suggested that we had a good chat about what she knew about sex and if there was enough time that we could have a nice Kiss and a Cuddle.  Also if she was still wiling to bunk off school tomorrow I could meet her just round the corner from her house and I would take her to a nice cosy hide-away where we could spend the day having lots of sexy fun.  Lucy quickly agreed to this and we arranged that I would be just around the corner from where she lived at 8.30am, that I would then take her to my Secret Hide-away so we could spend the day there and afterwards I would return to where I picked her at 4.30pm.  This would give us at least 7 hours together not counting the time it took travelling to and fro to the hide-away.

With these arrangements made I then asked her to come and sit on my knee.  Smiling she came across and sat on my knee.  I put my arm around her waist and I could feel my Cock starting to grow and harden.  I softly asked her if she would like to kiss me and she turned her head and lent forward and pressed her lips on mine.  I held her and I opened my mouth and I ran my tongue over her lips.  Lucy took the hint and her lips opened and my tongue slipped into her mouth.  I felt her tongue flick out and after one or two flicks her tongue was soon entwined with mine and the kiss was now a full on passionate kiss.  I placed my right hand on her knee and I slid my hand under her skirt up to her Panties and I pushed at her legs and she opened them for me so I could touch her between her legs.  I caught the edge of her panties and pulled them to one side and my fingers slipped under them and I was sliding my fingers up and down her hairless Slit.  She gave a small moan in my mouth and I felt her little Cunt starting to get damp.  I found her Cunt Hole and I inserted my index finger in up as far as I could and she moaned again in my mouth.

Lucy broke from the kiss and gasped for air.  I asked her if she liked me fingering her and through gasps she said it was wonderful..  I continued to finger her and I slipped my finger in and out of her Tight Little Cunt while my thumb was playing with her Clit.  Her breathing really started to get ragged and heavy and she had her eyes tightly shut and then she let out a loud Moan and I felt her Cunt Muscles grip my finger and I knew she was having an Orgasm.  I continued playing with her Cunt until she completed Cumming and I gently kissed her lips, ears and throat.

“Did you like that”, I asked and Lucy looked at me and she replied.

“That was wonderful and it was much much better than when I play with myself”.

My Cock was near bursting point by this time I needed some relief so I ask her.

“Have you ever seen a Penis Lucy?”  she hesitated for a second and she that she had.  I asked her when and where had she seen a Penis and she shyly said.

“It was Stu, what happened was this.  We were playing Hide and seek this morning and Stu said he knew a good hiding place so I followed him into your house and he took me into his bedroom and into the Wardrobe.  We hid there and after 10 minutes he said he was going to show me something.  He switched on the interior light and he then undid his trousers and took out his Penis.  It was nice and it was hard and sticking out of his Trousers.  He said I could play with it if I wanted so I took it in my hands and he showed me how to rub it up and down.  I did this and he said I was doing it good, it only took a minute and he spurted his Cum all over the door.  After he had put his Penis away he asked if he could see my Vagina and I though why not so I took off my Panties and I lifted my skirt.  He got down on his knees and had a good look and he rubbed his fingers up and down my Vagina, it was nice but no where near nice as what you did to me.”

WOW I thought, my son showing off his Cock to this Girl.  I could not say anything for I was about to do the very same thing,  I asked Lucy if she liked playing with Stu’s Penis and she said that it had been fun.  I was still gently playing with her Cunt so I asked her if she would like to see and play with my Penis.   Nodding her head she said she would so I moved her slightly to one side and I unfastened my belt and unhooked the top of my Trousers.  I then Unzipped the Fly and pushed my Trousers down along with my Under-shorts.  My Cock sprang out and Lucy eyes grew big as she looked at it. 

“Oh its lovely” she said, “Can I touch it?” I Said yes and she reached out and held it in both her hands and started to Wank me off by Rubbing it up and down.  “Is this right?” she asked “Like this, up and down” I just closed my eyes and relaxed back in the chair and I moaned softly “OH Yes, just like that, don’t stop Lucy and you will see me Cum soon, I can feel it welling up, D…D…D…Don’t Stop”  I pointed my Toes and clenched my Buttocks as the feeling became more intense and then I could not hold it back any longer and I shot load after load of Cum into the air.

“ARRGH! “ I shouted as one of the most fantastic Orgasms shook my whole body.  As I started to come down I opened my eyes and I saw one of the most erotic sights I have ever seen.   This little 13 year old Girl Wanking my Cock with her hands, with her skirt up around her waist and her legs wide open.  Her Panties were still pulled to one side so I could see her Bald Hairless Cunt.  She was beautiful and If I did not know for certain she was 13 I would have thought she was younger she was that petite.

When she I was watching her she stopped rubbing my Cock and said. “Look your stuff is all over my hands” and she held them up for me to see and they were covered with my thick gooey white Cum. 

So I told her, “Well the easy way to clean your hands is to lick it all off, go on you will like it as it tastes good”

Without any hesitation she put her hands to her mouth and started to lick the thick goo off her fingers and hands.  Soon her hands were all clean and she looked up at me and smiling she said, “You were right it did taste good, slightly salty but nice and creamy, YUM”  and she scraped some more off her leg and popped it into her mouth.  MMMM Sexy I thought and I kissed her on the lips and she pushed her tongue into my mouth and I could taste my own CUM on her tongue,  She was right it did taste good and I enjoyed that Kiss very Much.

I broke the Kiss and had a look at my watch and although 2 Hours had not passed it was time to tidy up and get ready for the return of Lucy’s Mother.  I told her this and that we would also heed to clean the chair and carpet where my Cum had splashed.  She said she understood and stood up.  She lifted her skirt and took of her panties and said that she would need to put on a clean pair as they were all wet.  She went to a set of Drawers and took out a pair of clean Panties and stepped into them.  She pulled them up and as I got a flash of her beautiful hairless Cunt, I had a thought, so I asked her.

“Er, Lucy do you know  what Periods are” 

“Yes, what about them”

“Its just that I notice that your Pussy is hairless and Girls normally get hair on their Pussy’s when they start their periods and I was wondering if you had started having your Periods.”

“I understand” she replied, “I am one of the few Girls in my Class that have not started their Periods yet.  I was told by our Sex Ed Teacher that this was not a Problem and Girls start their Periods at all different ages.  She said that I could be another 2 or more years yet for me and that she thought that since I was so small, I am the smallest in my Class, that this could be a reason and not to worry about it.”

I smiled then and I went on to say, “Yes that is perfectly correct but that is good news for if you are willing and we have some real Sex then I wont be able to get you Pregnant.  Would you like to have some Real Sex with me.”

Without any hesitation she said with a big grin on her face, “OOOH Yes please I would love that, but we don not have time today do we?”  I shook my head, “So perhaps tomorrow in your Hide-away?” and she looked at me with hope in her eyes/

“I think we could manage that”, I said as my Cock gave a twitch in anticipation at the thought of Fucking this little Girl, we will 7 hours so we can do lots of things.  Come on lets get tidies up.”

For the next 20 Minutes we washed everything that need washed and by the time we had finished everything was back to the way it was before.

We went back into the living Room and switched on the TV, I sat on the couch and Pretended to read a Paper and Lucy sat a stool near the TV found a Cartoon and watched that.  This was the position that Lucy’s Mother found us 10 Minutes later when she came in, the door being unlocked and the key put back in the proper place only 5 minutes before.

After a few words I left for home with visions on this beautiful Little Girl in my mind and thoughts of what was going to happen tomorrow.

To be continued

It was that kind of morning--kitties--all of them!--weeds and the sky was clear blue emphasizing tufts of white cloud cruising along in the heavens. It was cool enough that the sun felt welcome on my back. One cat was sunning, another in the shade, sitting point for any and all gophers, thought they were elusive, even to cats. I didn't want to see it, or the result of the hunt, but I was glad to know the news so my Iris and pansy would have another day.

But, first some coffee and evap and the paper--got to check Ann and Abby and the letters. Here was one: "It Ought to be Banned While your editorial about freedom of speech was admirable, there are limits. And the latest book about sexual behavior is disgusting and ought to be banned. Some hairbrained feminist says consensual sex between an adult and a 15 year old girl can be beneficial because the girl should learn from some ill-informed fellow 15 year old about a beautiful human experience. Ban the book and the writer, I say. Abigail Birthright, Clovis."

That was my morning paper: book burnings, suppression of ideas, and it would send me to an early gardening morning! Coffee done, paper in the bin, dishes clean...check of the weather...short-sleeved blouse weather. My favorite. Well...to the garden...just gardening and kitties and......wandering thoughts.

About the letter. I wondered just what that writer meant. I had my share of fumbling young boys who fumbled and fiddled, as did I at the time...but there was one time, actually a few times...it was educational in one way, very memorable in another, and...

I took a wheelbarrow load of weeds to the compost pile and after the fourth load I was finished. The sun was making me hot and the kitties were all in the shade now. It was time for a shower and my favorite late morning TV Show. I had just time for showering, toweling and housecoat and eased into my recliner for the show. My hair was still damp and cool, my skin was warm from the shower; I looked at the garden, flowers, and settled into the chair, moving my feet up off the ground. Commercials! The scourge of American TV! I wondered about that letter and began to see things again, but not waht was on TV. It was a repeat of an episode I had already seen.

I reached for the remote control and turned off the sound and pushed my chair further back. I closed my eyes. I could hear loud purring. It was one of my cats and the sound soothed me. More atmosphere. Suddenly, she was on my lap and purring and settling on my housecoat nestling between my legs. I could feel her purr it was so strong. It all made me drowsy and I totally relaxed.

* * *

"Gena!" It was one of the boys in school. "Can I walk home with you?"

"It's a free country," I said and so we walked together toward home. First across the road and then into the large field that separated the area of the school from our housing. "I brought something for us to drink," he said. It was almost like a date, I thought, and I hadn't had many dates at the time and this might as well be a date. "And a sandwich." I had already eaten lunch but date etiquette required me to say: "Fine." "And a blanket so we can sit and have a little picnic," he said. Uh oh, I thought, maybe this is a real after school date. I had never had one before. A blanket, why to cover oneself with, Right. Or to lie on...and maybe, if I got lucky to be kissed on?

"Let's go over where we can't be seen and we can eat in peace," he said. His name was Jeffrey and we were both 15 years old. And, by this time, I had declared this an "official"date. Just the two of us, and a picnic on a blanket where we wouldn't be seen. That constituted a date. I could hardly wait to tell my girlfriends!

We walked among the trees and he found a level place with grass so it would be soft enough and spread out the blanket. I was careful not to let him see up my legs when we sat down for the picnic. I didn't trust him you see and that excited me a little. Dates should be a little exciting up until a girl puts a stop to it, at least that's what I thought at the time. A little adventure.

I knew he'd try to see up my legs when I sat down like boys all do because he sat down first and looked up at me. My skirt was just below my knees and it's hard to sit on a blanket and be ladylike at the same time though a lady on a date wasn't required to be a lady for the entire date. So I sat down but not as carefully as I should have and that was part of the fun and the tease and I knew he got a glimpse. I hoped he did. I had pretty legs and a pretty body and my breasts were filling out. I think I had the largest set in class. Some of the other girls were jealous though they lied about it and said they weren't jealous; that theirs would soon be just as nice. Meanwhile I was proud of my body. "You're very pretty," he said. That was nice and I believed him right away because I knew it was the truth. I looked in the mirror sometimes before I got dressed for bed. I was very pretty. In the mirror I saw a real woman even at my age.

One time I checked myself out carefully on a day all my family had gone on an outing and I had stayed home. I looked at myself a long time and felt my breasts, how soft they were, but my nipples got hard while I was looking. They just rose up and got stiff. When I stopped feeling they went soft again until I touched my legs and up between my legs and admired my soft growth of light brown hair. They got stiff again and I kind of felt stiff all over too and had to breath more. My face was flushed. It all embarrassed me and, at the same time, made me feel warm. Then I put on my dress and went downstairs to soak my feet and cut my toenails. I liked to be alone when I did that. Not entirely alone actually. Just me and our little doggie. He liked to watch me when I soaked my feet and cut my nails. Sort of our time together.

I sat down on the blanket first putting down one knee and then the other and giving Jeffrey, who was lying on his back and looking up, just ever so slight of a glance under my skirt and up my leg. I wondered if he could see I had no knickers on. His face got a little red so he must have gotten a glimpse of something good!

"What are we having?" I asked. "My Mum makes really good ham and cheese sandwiches," he said and got one out of a sack. "Too bad we don't have a soda," I said. Jeffrey got up and went behind one of the trees and pulled out two Coca Colas. "I didn't know if you'd let me walk you home but I could always come back and get them later if you said 'No'" So that was it. Confirmed. A real date and during the week. That was even better. How to open the bottles was another matter. Like I say, he wasn't very experienced and, then, neither was I, but he found a way to laboriously pry off the bottle caps and we sat and ate and drank, not knowing what to say and not knowing what would happen next.

I sat on a stool with my feet soaking in the warm water and daydreaming about myself and how much prettier my body was than some of the girls. One of my best friends had almost no breasts at all even thought we were both fifteen and she had no body hair. She had just a little hairless slit where I had a nice folding of skin delicately covered with light brown curls. She wanted to touch me there one time but I said "No." She didn't mention it again. I wasn't ready for anyone to touch me there, except myself, of course. I slept over at her house a couple times. She lived alone with her Dad.

She and I slept in the same bed but nothing ever happened--not in bed, that is. There was a time her Dad bought us both nightgowns so we put them on. That was the time I saw that she wasn't very developed. She admired my body and it made me proud of myself. That was when she reached at me in amazement and I stepped back. I was surprised at her reaction.

We looked at ourselves in the mirror in our new nightgowns. They were on the short side and didn't hide much. She didn't have much to hide, but I did. Anyway, I was proud and didn't feel like hiding myself. Then, together we went into the lounge. It was an exhibition and her Dad's eyes were staring hard at us when we entered. It made my face hot. He was looking very hard at me, not his daughter, and I could almost feel his eyes under my nightgown, traveling up my legs and feeling them touch my light covering of hair...I was sure his eyes were admiring my pretty fanny...I felt hot and cool at the same time, between my legs, and my friend and I sat down together, across from her Dad.

The TV was on and I focused on the TV even though nothing good was on and hoping, in a way, her Dad was looking at the TV, not me, and also hoping, maybe he was taking a peek at the pretty girl in the pretty nightgown; taking a peek at her nice breasts and her beautiful fanny that was really hot right now. I crossed my legs so he couldn't look any more at my fanny but I knew he was looking at me and my friend and I were watching TV. It felt good when I crossed my legs and sort of squeezed myself together. I don't think his looking meant anything to her, after all, it was her Dad and he had seen her many times. But for me his eyes were feeling me all over. This was just the same thing to her, but to me it was very different and disturbing and I was scared about what might happen next. And a little hopeful. This was an adventure. I liked adventures. I wanted to have one now.

My kitty shifted its position on my lap and awakened me for a few moments and then it started purring again. I petted its head and down its back and it nuzzled and nestled itself into just the right spot and let out a large sigh and purr and went still. I closed my eyes. Where was I?

On the blanket chewing my sandwich, drinking a Coke, on a midweek date after school. I didn't especially like Jeffrey. Not that I didn't like him but he was just a boy, not a particular boy, and I didn't know much about boys and hadn't been on many dates, just dances at church and such as that and boys were very shy about girls and didn't talk. I knew they looked when we thought we were unaware and talked when we weren't around but otherwise they were different and strange and interesting in their own way. How girls made them nervous I don't know. What was there to be nervous about? So we ate our sandwiches and didn't talk much except that it hadn't rained and might not rain for a few days and it was warm and then about our teachers and the school and science class and...you know...talked basically about nothing.

At the picnic with Jeffrey I had no knickers and wondered what he would say if he knew. Maybe that would get him to talking or probably just make his face red. My new nightgown had next to no knickers either. Just a flimsy little covering of my fanny. And her Dad knew it and enjoyed it...just a flimsy covering. I know I liked the way it made me feel, being almost, but not quite naked. There was a hint of my flesh, hiding slightly. And there was no need for any covering when I was soaking my feet. Our doggie could be counted among the silent though his mouth was open. Knickers or no knickers. They were a special part of my life. Sometimes I put them on for school and sometimes not. It made me feel dirty when I had nothing on underneath at school. Like I could show a boy any time I wanted what a real girl was like. An adventure every time I sat down or bent over.

Jeffrey, our little innocent doggie, my girlfriend's Dad, they seemed the same in a way--and here I was: a girl before them, almost naked at the waist--if they only knew: Our doggie certainly didn't know of the importance of my nakedness...I even let him look, what did it matter, his tongue out, panting, his pretty eyes, looking eagerly at me, probably for a biscuit or something...something?...anything maybe, but looking eagerly at me, at my wet little cunny with the slight covering of hair, my legs apart, soaking my feet. I knew I was wet and wondered about it. I could feel the air cooling me there, just there, and it made me even more wet. Was I making me wet or was the looking at me causing it. I reached and felt my slippery opening. It made me shiver. It was hard for me to remove my fingers. If Jeffrey would have been there, at that moment, what then? If my girlfriend's Dad had been there?

He was there when I was on the couch with my girlfriend. She protected me from the situation and then again her Dad was also across the room in his armchair. I glanced over but he wasn't watching the TV he was looking at me again and smiled. "Thank you for the nightgowns," I said. "You both look very pretty in them," he said, including his daughter in the remark and making me feel more comfortable but I kept my legs crossed. I knew I had to keep them crossed or he could see right through the filmy gown and see me just like I had seen myself in the mirror at home with nothing on at all. I was virtually naked, in front of a grown man. Isn't that what women do sometimes? But I wasn't a women. I was just a very pretty girl with her girlfriend for protection.

Then she fell asleep! What now, I thought. She was my guardian and asleep on the guard. Nothing happened is what happened...and we watched TV...then her Dad got up and said he was going to put his daughter, to bed. He was removing my guardian and I was scared but not the least bit tired. I couldn't wait to find out about the next part of this adventure. He bent down to pick her up and I saw his eyes on me, all over me, between my breasts, between my legs, which I kept crossed, and put my arms around myself to protect against his dark brown looking-all-over-me eyes. I relaxed when he left the room and maybe he would go to sleep as well and thus would end my little adventure. Less than I had imagined, though I wasn't sure what I had thought would happen.

Jeffrey finished his sandwich first and laid back looking up at the sky through the tree branches. He reached out and held my hand. I wondered what he would have done if he had known how close his hand was to my naked fanny. Her Dad came back to the lounge and I put my arms around myself again. He didn't look at me this time but sat down next tome. "It's a little cold in here," he said. It actually was a little cold and he put his arm on the back of the couch. "Move over her and Ill keep you warm," he said. I moved only slightly. I was already practically in his lap! Our little doggie moved closer to me and looked at the water in the foot bath and looked up at me again. I opened my legs and let him look. What did it matter?

I laid back on the blanket and closed my eyes. Jeffrey squeezed my hand and we both laid there. Neither of us saying a word and maybe not knowing what to talk about. What is there to talk about with boys anyway. He moved closer to me and we were shoulder to shoulder. Body next to body. I got bold and turned on my side and put my arm over his waist. He put his arm under my head. Our doggie must have known my fanny was wet. I'm not sure if Jeffrey knew. I didn't know myself at that moment whether it was or not. Then her Dad put his arm on my shoulder. I felt a little sleepy and rested my head on his arm. My nipples were stiff and the nightgown rubbed against them. I felt his eyes on me, down my shoulders and between my breasts and I caught my breath.

That naughty doggie was sniffing my legs, looking for something, and sniffing me! Jeffrey and I laid there, our eyes closed, not moving, and the doggie licked my fanny, more than once. It was my fault for opening myself to him and I closed my legs and pushed him back. He was determined and kept at me. I hadn't finished cutting my toenails and so I stayed right where I was, the doggie licking my thigh and getting under me and up between my legs again. I thought what the heck. I was alone. Who would know? It didn't matter. It was just a doggie and it really felt good. Then I hoped he wouldn't stop. Another adventure and I didn't know what would happen next.

Her Dad kissed me all of a sudden and it shocked me. But not enough that I didn't kiss him back. He whispered: "You're a very pretty girl." I didn't know what to say or do and thanked him for my nightie. "I wanted to see you in it. With your school clothes off." This was going too far I thought so I kissed him back. I opened my eyes and saw Jeffrey not her Dad and then it was her Dad again and my persistent little doggie and the kitty was readjusting itself on my lap. "Stay still," I thought, "I don't want to be disturbed."

I was back in the field, on the couch and soaking my feet and my hands were busy now. The kitty jumped down and walked out of the room. Her Dad was really kissing me and not saying anything more, just little whispers and I was catching my breath between kisses. I'd never really kissed anyone seriously like this so I put my arm around him, like in the movies, and nuzzled against him, his mouth was on my neck and I felt my nightgown leaving my shoulders and my breasts being suckled and kissed all over and then he sucked on my nipples and my legs went apart. I don't know why that happened. I didn't care. I wanted more of these feelings. Suddenly my flimsy nightgown knickers were gone! Where had they gone? I didn't care but felt more open and completely naked. My nipples and my legs seemed connected and making me dizzy. "I'm going to make you a woman tonight." His hand was down and between my legs. I listened for my girlfriend and hoped she wouldn't interrupt us. His fingers massaged me. They moved easily in and out of me because I was wet and hot. "You're wet and hot," he whispered. I could barely hear him. I didn't care what he said only what he was making me feel Hot! Dreamy! Exploding! I was dizzy all over! I couldn't get enough of his touching and lifted myself with each upstroke and lowered myself against his fingers with each downstroke. I was an instrument and he was a musician magically making me respond. A symphony and my ears were full of the sounds.

My little doggie forced himself upon me. I was glad for his persistence and opened myself finally as his reward. His tongue slavered me eagerly and I lifted my dress out of his way watching him lick me. His tongue was hot and pushed aside my hair and into me. I closed my eyes and let myself feel deep forbidden sensations that went from my legs to my thighs up my waist and to my cheeks and temples. A boy glanced at me across the classroom and I felt him up my dress where I was naked. I looked down at my pretty new nightgown and at her Dad's head between my legs. I felt his breath on me and his fingers spread me open. The boy across the room smiled and looked directly up my dress. I opened my legs a little. He looked at me again and looked through me, into me and his look traveled through my legs and thighs along my body making my face hot and my breath short in lightning waves and I knew something was happening inside me that was new and an adventure and held her Dad's head tight against me. He couldn't leave now. None of them could leave yet. Not yet. They needed to finish something. Finish me like her Dad knew how to do. Like Jeffrey wouldn't know for years. Like my doggie wouldn't understand and that would puzzle me. But her Dad knew how to finish me so I held his head and felt his ears and his mouth moving. A same kind of feeling, a school boy, a pretty doggie and a different feeling that a Man gives a Woman, in the evening after removing her evening gown. After removing her nightgown. After opening her body to touches and licking and, not this night, but a later night when she is older, sharing his prick with her cunt; pricking her cunt as only a man can do and a woman can have done but this time, first at a picnic a beginning, with a doggie and his hot tongue a further step, with the look of a schoolboy on her naked cunt and with her girlfriend's Dad and his knowlegable fingers and searching tongue, the adventure of making her more of a woman than a few minutes before. She liked being a woman and all the feelings that went with it made to be so from someone who knew how to bring her up to be a woman...to bring her off...finishing her off...making her come.

He covered her with a blanket and carried her to bed; she pushed her dress back over her legs after her doggie had finished thoroughly licking her fanny; she had slept on the blanket among the trees in the field and then it was that she opened her eyes where she lay on the recliner and removed her hands fromwhere they had been, at her waist, dipping in and out and along her fanny, and then quickening on her stiffness, bringing herself until her nipples were tight and her fanny rising and falling to each upstroke and each downstroke, then she was resting and covering herself with her housecoat, settling back against the chair. Her mind was somehow clear just now. It was very quiet. Even so, in the next room she could hear the kitty purring loudly.

"Good idea, good idea. Kudos to you! Well, hey we have like one minute until the bell rings, so I'll catch ya later."

BEEP

It's such a magical sight to be seen when the last bell rings. Everyone gets up as one and rushes out of the door, pushing and shoving and trying the make it to their locker the quickest. Lucky for me, I don't have to hurry because I walk home. Regardless, I don't like being the last one up stairs. Walking briskly to my locker occasionally saying a friendly "Hi" to my friends that I see along the way, my mind is weighing me down. As soon as I'm in front of my section of lockers, I drop my things. Twist the dial left, twist the dial right, pop! The dial stops. "I WANT OUT OF THIS SCHOOL," I scream inside my head. I'm so happy when I'm done packing up. I grab my coat and shut my locker of Hell. I run down the stairs carefully so as not to trip. I've recently developed a fear of tripping on them and diving onto the landing face first. I've never broken a bone and I don't intend on starting, although there have been times when I'm very surprised that I didn't. As soon as I'm off the stairs, I hurry to my friend's locker. 

"LAUREN! Where are you?" I yelled.

"I'm right here," she replied to me.

"Ah, thank God for you. I am about to go and kill someone. Today has just not been a good day!"

"I'm sorry... Well, we have band tonight so that's something to look forward to."

"Yeah, it is, I guess. I am also looking forward to the nap that I'll be taking while you're at pit." 

"Haha. You're such a dork. I swear, you practically live in the band room."

"I Know, and I love it!"

With that we hurried off to the band room, only to find it bustling with people waiting for pit to start. "Where's Mr. Anderson?" I thought to myself. Mr. Anderson is our absolutely gorgeous student teacher from the nearby university. He's 21 years old, raven-black hair that's constantly spiked, the most beautiful stark-blue eyes, around 6'1", and has one of the best male butts I have ever seen. I can tell from the clothes that he wears that he is very well built in more ways than one. I set my things down in the first row, reserved for the flutes and other high-woodwinds, and started to make a little nest. I used some of the clothes that I had brought with me for my pillow. It was actually pretty comfortable. I decided not to pass out until everyone left for pit, so me and Lauren could talk until 3 about different things. She told me that she again asked Jake why he would continue not to date me, and he said that he's thought about changing his mind. I was fairly surprised, seeing as he's so stubborn. He seems to have more difficulties in dating younger women and was worried about giving me a chance. I'm glad that things are finally turning around for him. We continued with our conversation until 2:55, when Lauren told me that she had to go and that she'd come and see me during her break. I kicked off my shoes got as comfortable as I could. As soon as she left, I immediately fell asleep. Come to find out, that slumber would not go undisturbed for very long. I woke up fifteen minutes later to find myself shivering from cold. I decided to take the nearest coat that I could find, curl up in the fetal position, and wrap it around me. Soon after doing so, I drifted back off into my little dream world. It seemed that I had slept for a long time, but once again I was mistaken. I woke up to find the most gorgeous man gently shaking me. As soon as I got my bearings, I finally registered that the familiar face was Mr. Anderson. I think that I about died right there. 

"What time is it?" I asked with a sleep-ridden sound in my voice. 

"Umm, it's about 3:30. Are you ok?" He replied.

All of a sudden, I broke down into tears. "Oh my gosh. Only 3:30. I must be destined to not get any sleep today, and apparently I am not ok. I've just had a really bad day and have been trying to get to sleep for the past forty minutes and I keep getting woken up for various reasons."

Trying to calm me down, Mr. Anderson took me into his arms and held me with a special gentleness that has never been experienced by me before. I wrapped my arms around his neck and cried into his shoulder. I'm not sure how long we were like this, but he didn't let me go at all. He held me and rocked me and held me some more. As soon as I'd calmed down enough for him to talk to and understand me, I told him how sorry I was that this had happened. 

"I feel so embarrassed. I am so, so sorry. I'm sure that this isn't a part of me that you would ever want to see. Really Mr Anderson, I'm sorry." 

"Call me Brandon from now on. And don't worry about it. I'll stay here with you for as long as you need me."

I think that I really was in heaven. Imagine having the most gorgeous man you had ever seen with his arms around you. I could feel his body against mine, the hard muscles in his arms, chest, and abdomen. I was loving every minute of it. I snuggled closer to him to where I was breathing softly on his neck and had my lips pressing ever so slightly against him. He smelt so good. I could tell that he was loving this just as much as I was. I felt that he had started to slowly rub my back in gentle circles. I shivered whenever he got near my lower back. He felt this, and asked me, "Are you cold?" "A little bit, yeah," I replied. And with that he held me closer. I hadn't realized that the jean skirt I was wearing had ridden up to show most of my thigh, but Brandon had.

"Did you know that it was my coat that was wrapped around you?" he asked me.

"Umm, no, actually. I had no idea! I'm sorry about that. I just grabbed whichever one was closest."

"Hey, it's ok. Actually, it's more than ok. You smell so good that I don't mind having your wonderful scent in my coat."

I blushed vividly. "It's funny that you say that. You smell like Heaven."

He laughed at me. And then, he bent down, tilted my head up, and lightly pressed his lips against mine. I had no idea what was happening. Every thought in the world was racing in my head at that very instant. I felt like a bomb had gone off inside of me. I went completely limp in his arms and just stared at him with my bright, hazel eyes. It took me about a minute to figure out what had just happened, but when I did, I kissed him right back with the same gentleness he had done to me. We sit there, locked together in the sweetest of kisses, with the passion arising between us. I felt his tongue lick my lips and I parted them to allow him entrance. Our tongues danced the dance of passion, entwined in each other. I could feel him growing harder underneath me. Suddenly, I broke away from the kiss to ask him, "What if someone walks in?" We had totally forgotten that the doors were wide open, the lights were on, and there were hundreds of people still in the school. He told me to hold on and that he knows where we can go. He lifted me off of him with a teasing kiss right next to my lips, and went to get the keys out of the office. He came back, grabbed my hand, and led me into the practice room. The light was off, and the door could be easily locked. Just in case anyone came in, I decided to grab an instrument case and music so that we'd have an excuse to be in there alone together. We shuffled in and quickly shut and locked the door. With that, he was on me in an instant. He pushed me against the wall and started kissing me. With his member being pressed against my stomach, I could tell that he was growing bigger every second. I began to unbutton his shirt with my teeth; I had to get my hands on his chest. It took me about thirty seconds to finish that task. I pulled out the tail that he had tucked into his pants and tore it off of his body. His chest was as beautiful as I had imagined. He began to fidget with my shirts. He unzipped my light sweatshirt, and helped me to take off the t-shirt that I was wearing underneath. He slid off the cami that I was wearing with ease and I was just standing there in my bra and skirt. The passion in that little room was so heavy that you could almost see the sparks. Next went my skirt. He got down onto his knees, unzipped my skirt, and slid it down over my sexy legs. "I had always thought that you would have a very athletic build, but wow!" he whispered to me. He kissed my stomach and trailed his kisses all the way back to my neck. I was standing in my lacy white bra with my sheer blue thong. By now, Brandon had a raging hardon that was easily visible no matter how he tried to hide it. I wanted to feel him in me so badly. 

"Gosh, am I going to be the only one half-naked here?" I joked. "Here, let me help you with those." I slid my hands down his back, onto his muscular rear end. With my hands resting where they were, I turned around and rubbed my own slightly covered bum into his crotch. He groaned so loudly that I was sure someone would discover us. "Shhh!" I whispered. "We've got to be quiet in here. The kids in the Orchestra room can hear us through the walls." I turned back around and once again, undid his buttons and zipper with my teeth. I slid his pants down his legs while leaving his boxers on. If he wasn't made of steel before, he certainly was now. His dick was making the biggest tent in his boxers that I audibly gasped. He just laughed at me, for the second time today. "Oh, you think it's funny? I'll show you funny!" I slowly slid his boxers down his legs, taking my time to make sure to tease him. Erect, his penis was at least 8 inches long, making me smile to myself. When they were down to his feet, I kissed my way back up his legs. I went excruciatingly slowly. I stopped right along the dip between his pelvis and thigh. I licked right around his penis, making sure not to touch it until the moment was right. "Patience, grasshopper," I whispered to him. He was groaning and I could tell that he was just dying from having to wait. Suddenly, I sunk my mouth around his head. I twirled my tongue, tasting the pre-cum that was already leaking out. I made my way down his shaft, but knew that especially since this was my first time giving head there was no way that I could take him all the way. I took him out of my mouth and licked all around the base while massaging his balls and jerking him off at the same time. By now, I was dripping wet and couldn't wait for him to get a hold of me. I continued to lick him until I made my way back up the shaft. I took as much as I could in my mouth and sucked my best, while still jerking what I couldn't get. He started moaning very loudly to the sounds of my slurping on his member. "Oh my gosh Arian, ohhh--I'm about--to---ugh--explode!" He could barely get the words out he was moaning so much. I felt his balls tighten in my hand, and that was when he shot his load into my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could but some still escaped out the sides of my mouth. I loved the taste of his juice. I sucked him until he stopped cumming, and then I licked the mess off of the side of him.

"Wow," was just about all he could say. "Was that you're first time?"

"Yup, yup it was."

"Oh my gosh, you're amazing. Now, let me give you something in return." He whispered huskily.

He picked me up and layed me on the ground. He kissed me deeply with the passion of fire engulfing wood, and made his way down my body. When he got to my breasts, he unhooked my bra that I was still wearing, and slid it off. He smiled at me and told me that my breasts were so cute and small. When he got hold of my nipples, it seemed that he just couldn't stop playing with them. He licked them, sucked them, pinched them, and nibbled them until he got them hard as pebbles. He continued to leave the lightest kisses down my body. He especially took a long time kissing my flat and sculpted stomach. I was squirming with anticipation by the time he reached my underwear. I guess that now I know what it feels like to be teased the same way that I did him. "Now, what are we going to do with these?" He asked me, tracing his fingers along the sides of my underwear. He slid his hands beneath the straps resting on my hips and pulled them down my legs. We were stark naked. I was almost feeling relieved that I had re-shaved my pussy this morning. I was completely hairless except for a small patch right above my hood, and there still wasn't much hair there. I liked to keep trim. "Beautiful" was all he said. He spread my legs for me and licked around my inner thighs. He licked around my lips to get my real wet and then plunged his tongue into my dark crevice. I was on fire. He found my clit and licked and sucked for what seemed like an eternity. He even nibbled once in a while. When he inserted a finger in, that only made things better. His efforts brought me to an earth-shattering orgasm. I had masturbated regularly for about five years, but had never felt an orgasm such as this one. It was heavenly. "Ohhhh, Brandon, oh my God." I said while still trembling. He just smiled at me and kissed me. We continued kissing and exchanging our passionate embraces for a good ten minutes before he asked me, "Are you ready?"

"I think so... I'm so nervous, but I want it to be with you. You're amazing, and I think that I love you. Ever since I saw you, I've loved you. I always thought that maybe we were supposed to be together, but felt like a fool when I considered the likelihood of that happening."

"You are no fool, Arian. Not at all. I've felt the exact same way for God knows how long. I've dreamt about this ever since I first layed eyes on you. I love everything about you, and there is nothing that I would change about you."

"You're not just saying that so you can take me?"

"No, never. I do really love you. I do... I like the sound of that."

I giggled at him and kissed him. "Ok, just please be gentle. I know it'll hurt, and to be honest with you, I am scared. Go easy on me, please."

"I would never intentionally hurt you-- ever. Remember that. If you want me to stop, I will. You just have to tell me."

He lay on top of me and guided his member to my entrance. I was shaking with a mixture of some many feelings-- fear, anticipation, shock. I knew that he would love me forever, and likewise. He kissed me with the deepest passion and love possible. He didn't break that kiss, and suddenly I felt a pressure in my netheregions. I gasped, squeezed him tighter, and continued the kiss. I knew that if I didn't, I'd scream so loud that we'd both be eternally screwed. I felt the horrible pain of me tearing and the hot tears began to roll down my face. I knew that I didn't want him to stop. As soon as he was embedded completely in me, I just lay there in his arms with him kissing away my tears. "Are you ok, baby?" He asked me.

"I think so, but I need a few minutes to adjust."

He continued to kiss away my tears and hold me close. His scorching hot body was pressed against mine with no room in between. After about five minutes, I didn't feel the pain anymore. I was quickly becoming accustomed to the feeling of there being an intruder in me. I started to like it more and more. Shortly after the tears stopped falling, he began to slide out of me. Suddenly, he plunged back in. "Ooooohhhhh" we moaned together. We began to fall into a rhythm. He would pull out to his tip and then plunge back into me. I could feel the sweat building between us. His chest was so hot and there were beads forming between my breasts. I was a little worried that the moisture in the air would condense on the windows of the practice room. He quickened the pace of our movement causing us both to moan louder each time he plunged into me. "Oh, Arian, you are so tight. I love feeling your walls squeezing my dick. It feels like you're just gripping it. Ohhh God. Wow." I loved what he was doing to me. "Pound me Brandon, pound me like your life depends on my pussy." I gasped. I could feel every vein in him. Our thrusts became one. Whenever he would thrust, I would thrust my hips to meet him. It was a beautiful sight. "Come on Brandon," I struggled through clenched teeth, "Come on. Pound me! Beat my pussy black and blue." "Oh yes," He moaned. "I love it when you talk dirty." I could feel my orgasm building from my depths. It overtook me completely by surprise. I trembled and shook with a force I never could've imagined. As soon as Brandon felt my pussy walls clenching his dick, he shot his load into my depths. "Ohhhhhh!" We nearly screamed in unison. He continued to milk into me until he was completely dry. Exhausted, we lay there with him still in me.

"Wow. Wow. Oh my gosh. Absolutely amazing. Ya know, I think we need to do it again sometime." I said to him, gasping for air.

"I think you're right."

After about half an hour, we got up and got dressed.

"Hey Brandon, can you run me home? I need to shower and get a few new things to wear. I also forgot my Pep Band shirt and certainly can't wear this to the game." Pointing to my shirt he had used to wipe up the cum around the room.

"Sure, no problem."

There might be a sequel to this, but it depends on you all! Give me comments!