First Time

Fun with Kyleigh Chapter 1

I have never been too close to my sister Kyleigh; she just never seemed to have much time for me. I never had a problem with her, but if she wanted to ignore me, that was her business. She was outgoing and fun, but she just never had much time for me. She would give me advice when I needed it, but other than that, we kept to ourselves. The only person who was at my house regularly was my dad, who, after my mom went nutso, devoted his life to his job and was never home. So I did not have much connection with family.
I think the distance between me and Kyleigh stemmed from the fact that we never really had much in common; she was into cross country, I joined the chess club. We both got straight A’s, but I was more into writing than going outdoors, whereas she would spend every waking moment outside. Her tan was ridiculously dark considering the fact that we are Polish, and my entire family is blindingly white. She would often sunbathe in nothing but tight boy shorts and a tiny bikini top. I had loads of fun finding ways to spy on her without her noticing.
Kyleigh is a year older than me at 16 years old, but she is tiny. I mean minuscule. I think she might be 5′ tall. She has long wavy blond hair and an amazing, curvy body. I think her breasts are a B cup, but I don’t care much for large breasts, hers are just fine. I love her ass though. It is so round and perfect, and so amazingly tight. I must’ve seen a hundred guys ogling her perfect little ass. I decked one of them for making a grab for her, and got a reputation for hurting people who messed with Kyleigh. It wasn’t even a big deal, but word travels fast when you knock out a 300 pound lineman with one punch. He was a big kid, but most of the weight was in his gut. He fell like a rock.
I think I intimidate people, being 6’4″. I know it’s strange considering how small my sister is, but I’m a mammoth (and, no, neither of us is adopted). I’m only fifteen, but I am pretty much the biggest guy at my high school. I used to be kind of overweight, but I bought some free weights and put any time I wasn’t writing into those; I’m in pretty good shape now. I don’t get any of the girls I want because of my preference for seclusion and the slight nerd vibe I gave off. Whatever, I didn’t care all that much, because keeping my sister from getting roofied at some party (trust me, it’s happened before, but I got her home before somebody could rape her sexy ass) is a full time job. She doesn’t even realize how many times I’ve saved her.
So, anyways, our relationship changed after I asked my sister for advice on how to ask a particular girl out. I totally adored this girl, Kaitlyn, and she was one of my sister’s friends. They weren’t that close, but Kyleigh knew her enough to help me out. Kaitlyn was shy, so I knew I had to be gentle with her. I figured the easiest way would to learn as much about her as possible and then ask her to do something she might like with me.
Everything worked out fine, Kaitlyn and I went out, hit it off, and dated for five months. I loved everything about her, and she seemed to like me. That is until one day, when I was doing some stupid community service thing so it would look good on my college transcript. I walked behind the gym, listening to my iPod, and the first thing that popped into my mind was “WHAT THE FUCK?!”
“Kaitlyn, what the hell are you doing back here? Who the fuck is this douchebag?” Oh, shit, I recognize him, I thought, that’s that asshole I knocked out for groping my sister.
“Oh, shit, Logan, I am so sorry! I couldn’t help it!” Kaitlyn exclaimed.
“What, you couldn’t help making out with this fat prick, letting him grope you? You barely even let me do that a month ago!”
For those who don’t understand what is going on at this time, I had turned the corner to see Kaitlyn making out with the fat ass lineman from paragraph 3, with his hands all over her ass. I naturally was pissed, seeing as I was in much better shape than this guy and treated her much better.
“I’m so sorry! I don’t know what came over me. Can you please forgive me? It was an accident!”
“An accident, really? What, did you slip and fall against him and your tongues just happened to leap to each other’s mouths’? And I suppose his hands were there to keep you from falling down again?” I took a deep breath to calm myself, and then I turned my attention to the douchbag she was making out with, who had been trying to slip away unnoticed. I walked up to him and knocked his ass out again.
Kaitlyn just looked at me with the guiltiest look in her eyes. “Can you forgive me? Please? I do care about you; I just wanted to know what it was like to kiss him. He is not nearly as good as you, if it makes you feel any better.”
I sighed and pulled her in to a hug, making her think she was forgiven. “Thank you, I promise I’ll make it up to you.” She said, nearly sobbing.
I smiled grimly to myself, and then whispered into her ear, “You do not deserve a guy like me. Now get the fuck out of my life.” I pinched her ass hard, took a long look at her shocked face, and walked away.
I walked home without showing any expression; no anger, no jealousy, no depression. I walked in the door, called out “Ky, I’m home!” She poked her head out over the upstairs balcony, said hi, and then went back in her room. I walked upstairs to my room and closed my door. I put on some Disturbed music full blast, and let my emotions go. The first thing I felt was extreme rage, and I punched the wall, leaving a decent dent. I immediately regretted not getting that punching bag when I had the chance. Now I had an ugly dent in my nice room, and my fist was bleeding as well as sore from punching that fat prick earlier.
I heard a knock on my door and took a deep breath. I paused the music and said, “Come in, Ky.”
Kyleigh poked her head in, gave the hole in the wall a bewildered look, and said, “What’s with the wall punching? Something wrong?” Then she saw my expression and understood. “Was it Kaitlyn?”
I just looked at her and nodded. “Caught her making out with that fat bastard Corey.”
“Didn’t you knock him out when he tried to grope me?”
“Yep. I did it again today when I caught him with his hands on Kaitlyn’s ass. I just don’t get it. Am I so ugly that Kaitlyn would have to choose him to cheat on me with? He never even liked her, whereas I worshiped that little bitch.” I stood up and started pacing. Suddenly I yelled, “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?”
When I was done, Ash dashed into the bathroom, grabbed the first aid kit, sat me down on my bed and looked me dead in the eye. “Listen to me, you had better stop that. You are not ugly, Kaitlyn was just a whore. You are nothing close to ugly.” She giggled and blushed. “In fact, several of my friends said they would take you if Kaitlyn gave you up. Hell, I would if you weren’t my brother.” To cover her embarrassment she began patching up my fist.
“Really Ash? Thanks. That means a lot to me. But you never seemed to like me much.”
“Hey, just because I haven’t had much time for you doesn’t mean I don’t love you and want you to be happy, or at least not depressed. You are my little bro, after all. So don’t let that little slut get you down. I know it hurts, I know you liked her a lot, but there are plenty of girls that would kill to get as far as Kaitlyn did with you.” She paused, “How far did she let you get, exactly?”
I smiled, and said with pride, “Third base. She let me finger her last week, and gave me a blowjob just after I made her cum.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa. Too much information. I do not wanna imagine my little brother with his fingers in some girl’s twat, or imagine her going down on him right after.” If that’s true, then why am I so wet? She thought.
“Hey, you asked. So how are things with your boyfriend… uh… Alex?”
“Ha, I’m in the same boat as you. He was cheating on me with some skank on the cheerleading squad.”
“Really? What a dumbass. You are way sexier than anyone on the squad.” Oh shit, did I just say that out loud?
She smiled, “Thanks Logan.
. But you’re just trying to make me feel better. I know for a fact that that’s not true. That girl Minnie has huge boobs.”
I laughed, relieved she wasn’t weirded out by my comment, and curious to see how far I could go. “Please, there is no way those fake things could compare to yours. Yours are perky. And besides, you have the most amazing ass I have ever seen. You look so delicious whenever you prance around in your tiny boy shorts; I can barely refrain from holding you down and taking them off with my teeth.”
She blushed. “That’s a rather vivid image. Do you often think about me like that?”
I blushed, too, wondering if I had gone too far. I did not want to push her away. I mumbled some incomprehensible response, turning away. She had finished bandaging my hand, but I left it in hers, liking the contact.
She understood that I was shy but pushed anyways. “C’mon, tell me. Do you think about me every night?” Fuck it, I may as well just say it, she thought. “I know you masturbate every night. I hear it through the wall. And I do the laundry. I’ve seen so many cum stains on your sheets, I know you either masturbate a lot or cum buckets. So I wanna know, do you masturbate thinking of me?”
I decided to just go for it. It would be nice to relieve the sexual tension I felt around her, even though this may just add another kind of tension. “Yeah, I do. Pretty often, too. More often than I do thinking about Kaitlyn.”
I saw her eyes widen a little and noticed her nipples hardening through her tank top. Holy crap, I thought, Is she getting horny? No, it must be cold. I couldn’t make my own sister horny, could I?
She bit her lip, further convincing me she was horny. “What, specifically, do you think about when you think of me?”
Wow, she’s bold, I thought. “Well, often enough I think about your sexy little ass and how it felt… er… would feel in my hand and what it would look like naked.”
“What do you mean felt? Have you touched my ass before?”
“I said no such thing!”
“C’mon, tell me, Alex. I won’t be mad, I’m just curious.”
“Do you remember that time that I told you about when you got roofied at the party? Well, you weren’t completely out until just after I walked you home. You fell on the bed, still in your party clothes. I got you undressed, down to your bra and panties. My hand just brushed your ass getting your tight jeans down your hips, and then I just couldn’t help it. I started groping you and massaging your ass. It felt so good. Your ass is just so perfect. I’m sorry.”
She blushed and looked down, noticing for the first time the bulge in my crotch. It was big. “Wow, did just telling me that turn you on?”
I shifted to hide my hard-on, failing miserably. “Yeah. I’ve never said it out loud to anyone, let alone my super sexy sister.”
“So you really think I’m sexy?”
“Absolutely. You’re perfect!”
She grinned. “Then how would you like to touch me while I am awake and willing? Everything you’ve been telling me has made me so wet and horny that I was going to have to go masturbate for hours just to calm myself down enough to think straight. So why not let you get a quick feel and then see where things go? Who knows, I may just let you watch me masturbate. I’m certainly horny enough.”
I stared at her, awestruck. “You would let me do that? You are the best sister ever! But if you don’t mind, I would like that feel now.”
She smiled and lay down on her stomach on the bed. “Feel away, stud. See if you can make me horny enough to do take my clothes off.”
I immediately dove at her ass, grabbing it in both hands and squeezing softly but firmly. Her pillowy cheeks felt heavenly. I lay my head down on her ass, rubbing my face in her divine crack. I ran my tongue through the impression in her shorts. I pressed, squeezed, licked and massaged her ass until she was panting from arousal. “FUCK! Take my shorts off!” She screamed.
I was only too happy to comply, and slowly slid my fingers into the waistband of her shorts. I pulled her shorts off and stared at her tiny panties. I always wanted to take a girl’s panties off real slow, so I took my time, slowly pulling them down her hips and finally removing them from her gorgeous body. I looked between her legs, staring in awe at the most magnificent sight I had ever seen. I had never seen her ass naked before, not having the courage to take her panties off while she was passed out last time. Her ass was truly marvelous. I reached out and spread her cheeks, taking a good long look at her brown hole, before flipping her over to stare at her pussy. Holy shit, she shaves! I thought. “Oh my god, your pussy is bald! That is the hottest thing I have ever seen Ash!”
“You like it? I’ve never shown anybody that before.” She purred. I was going to dive in and eat her out, but she stopped me. “Oh, no, naughty boy. You don’t get to eat my kitty yet. You haven’t earned it yet. But you have earned this.” She pulled her tank top off, letting me see her in all her naked glory. Oh, what a sight my sister was. Perfection, I thought. Her tits were so perky and her nipples were tiny, her areolas about the size of a quarter. I love small tits.
“May I touch them?”
“Go right ahead.” And without further ado, I reached out and gently cupped her breasts. Oh god, I thought, we are going to have lots of fun together. I gently rolled her nipples around in between my fingers and listened to her moan. Feeling adventurous, I tugged on them, noticing how much she moaned with the pain. I leaned down and sucked on her nipples, tasting them, flicking them with my tongue. I bit her softly and she let out a grunt, getting even more aroused than before.
“God, I am so fucking wet. Take off your clothes. I wanna see that cock I’ve wanted for so long.” Not one to argue with a lady, I took my shirt off, kicked off my shoes, and then stripped down to my boxers. “Go on, then. Take ’em off!” She said lustily. I grinned at the desire in her voice and slowly lowered my boxers, finally revealing my cock. She gasped as she saw it. Now, I am no pornstar, but I’ve heard that 8 is nothing to laugh at.
“Have you ever seen one before?” I asked.
“Yeah, once. Logan made me give him a handjob, but I wouldn’t let him touch me. I’m still a virgin.” She smiled, liking the idea of us taking each other’s virginity. “Man, bro, your dick is perfect. Logan’s was pathetic, probably around four inches. He is not even half the man you are.”
“Really? The star QB has a tiny dick? How sad.” I took another long look at her wonderful naked body and my cock twitched. She giggled.
“I think it wants attention. But you can’t touch today. You’ll just have to jerk off for me while I finger my tiny little pussy. I’m so fucking wet; I’ll probably cum right away, which I’m pretty sure you will do, too. Come kneel between my legs so you can cum all over me.”
The thought of my beautiful sister covered in dirty, incestuous cum made me wanna cum right then. But I held off and moved above her, watching as she began to finger herself. It was an amazing sight. She was so wet that her pink canal, no matter how tight it squeezed her fingers, couldn’t hold them still. She pumped two fingers in and out of herself while massaging her clit with her thumb. I slowly stroked myself watching. I was really fucking close, so I didn’t pump too hard, wanting to cum with her.
The moans coming out of her mouth were so sexy. I stared at her tiny body as it tightened, preparing for one hell of an orgasm. I started stroking harder, getting ready to cover her with my brotherly cum while she was cumming. Her moans turned to squeals as she got very close while staring at my cock. She looked into my eyes, and that did it for both of us. We both called out, “I’m cumming,” and we both came harder than we ever had. My first shots of cum reached her face and breasts, which was surprising considering I was kneeling between her legs. My orgasm died down, my cum dribbling onto her stomach and would have gotten on her pussy had she not been covering it with her hands.
During the time I had been cumming; her orgasm was just as intense. The thing that surprised me was that she wasn’t the only one to get doused with cum. My position between her legs made my chest the perfect target for her pussy to squirt at. I thought it was the hottest thing I had ever seen. Oh my god! My sister’s a squirter!
Once she had finally come down from her amazing orgasm, she gave me the strangest look.
“What was that? Did I just piss on you? It didn’t look like piss.”
I gave her a worshiping look and said, “No. You didn’t pee. You’re a squirter. It’s very rare I’ve heard. That was so hot!”
“Are you sure I didn’t just piss on you? How can you be sure? I don’t want the hottest experience of my life to be pissing on my little bro.”
“Trust me sis, you didn’t pee. There is porn of every kind, and I have plenty of squirter porn. I would know.”
“Oh, that’s a relief. Hmm, I might just wanna see some of that porn.” She then noticed the cum covering her body. She got a curious look in her eye and scooped some off her nipple, bringing it to her mouth. Her eyes widened. “Oh my god, that’s fucking delicious. Next time you have gotta cum in my mouth. I want it all!” She then proceeded to scoop as much off her body as she could and shovel it into her mouth. I tried the same with her pussy juice covering my body, and found it just as delicious. We sat there for a minute cleaning ourselves off with our hands, making sure we got as much of the love juice off as possible. I then lay down next to her, and she rolled over, her ass in the air.
“So, wanna take a shower?” I suggested.
“Not yet, I want the rest to dry on me. I wanna know what it feels like. You go ahead, though. It wouldn’t be a good idea to take a shower together anyways. I’d be too tempted to jump your bones in the shower, and that would be bad before I could get started on the pill. I don’t want babies just yet.” I agreed, not sure I was even ready to have sex with her yet. I wanted to get used to so much stimulation so I wouldn’t cum too quickly.
Then a thought occurred to me. “Wait, you make it sound like you would have sex with me once you are on the pill. I thought you were a virgin?”
“I am. I’ve been waiting for a guy to come along that wouldn’t bail after he got to fuck me. I think you’re that guy, Logan.”
“You’re amazing sis.” I got up to go take a shower, but before I left, I wanted another taste of that magnificent ass. I grabbed her ass cheeks and parted them, taking another look at her sexy asshole. I leaned in and took a long lick of it, making her squeal and squirm. I grinned, saying, “I’ve always wanted to taste your ass. It tastes amazing.” And without another word, I went to take my shower.
On my way out the door, Kyleigh called, “Hurry back Logan! I wanna know what it feels like to give a blowjob!”
To be continued…

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“A YOUNG TEACHER”

“A Young Teacher”
By Blueheatt
…….In high school, I was doing ok with a few girls, but I found I loved the challenge of getting in their panties the fun part. After I had fucked them, I wanted my freedom to go after any girl I wanted.
I found an unexpected challenge that fired up my juices to put the make on this woman. She was my Drama – English teacher, a Mrs. Weaver. She was cute a hell. She had sweet eyes, and very nice body and tits, and always dressed cool. I wanted to fuck her more and more.
As teenagers, to score with a female teacher was a major score. We’d all seen in the last few years, female teachers fucking male students in the news. They got into legal trouble, but the guys only got praise and envy .
Mrs. Weaver had a surprise test one afternoon, and I didn’t know any of it….so….I wrote my answers all as a comedy sketch. “When is a verb used as a noun.” was one of her questions.
I put: “When you run out of nouns, you just kidnap a ’verb’ and force it a gun point to be a noun.” I wrote every answer this way. I figured I’m going to get an “F” anyway so why not have some fun with it. When the bell rang, Mrs. Weaver stood by the open door outside. As I walked by she tapped me on the arm and said to go back into the classroom, she wanted to talk to me. Oh shit, here it comes, kicked out of her class I figured. She handed me my test with a big red “F” on it, but with a note on it, “See Teacher”. I stood there waiting for a lecture, and kicked out. I looked up and at first she had no expression, then she began to smile. “You failed the test, but……that was the funniest thing I have ever read! Now….to keep you from failing and getting kicked out of class, I suggest this: After school you come to the Drama room and start writing comedy for our next play we’re putting on.” (me write comedy?, nerds and geeks were in drama classes.) “Well…I..”…I looked at her beautiful smiling eyes and hot body, all eager hoping I would say yes, and said: “Ok, but only if you help me.” Damn if she didn’t put her arms around my neck and hug her nice tits into my chest.
We talked in length about the play as I tried to hide my boner. She took her jacket off and she had really nice tits for my eyes to feast on.
I went to the drama room after school, hoping none of my buddies wouldn’t see me go in. She was the only one in there. No practice that day. She had her pinned up hair down in a long wavy pony tail. We sat side by side in the corner going over the play. Now she had on a dark blue sports suit kind of thing. It was unzipped 1/3 of the way down her chest. Now I was really distracted seeing half her tit as we talked. She scooted close as I quickly wrote the lines for a dumb character in the play. Mrs. Weaver went: “Wow, you did that so fast! This is perfect!” She grabbed my arm and hugged it saying: “ Thank you, your so talented at this.” My boner was luckily under the table. I was now looking down her sports suit at two of the most beautiful tits I’d seen this close and LIVE in a while. I continued and she continued complementing me over and over. When we finished I had re-written the whole play and added in comedy. She squirmed in her seat with delight and kept squeezing my arm. This is so wonderful, your so talented. I took the scrip and held it up like I was going to tear in in half. She exclaimed: “No…what are you doing!” I said one kiss is all I want, other wise I’m ripping this to shreds. She smiled at me so cute and sexy and whispered: (“you know I can’t do that.”) She was breathing heavy.
I told her she would have to leave first. She looked puzzled and ask why? I smiled and said: “Ugly girls don’t cause me this problem.” She paused….. got pink in the face as she figured out what I meant. She got up grinning and stood behind me. I heard her zipper. She had taken off her jacket, she reached in and put it over my lap, but now she was just in her bra and sport suit pants! I turned and looked at her tits and said: “Mrs. Weaver…jezzzz..it will never go down now.” She smiled and opened up a locker and put on another jacket.
She took a deep breath, then went over and locked the door. She sat by me, took another big breath and ask me to keep this conversation absolutely secret.
She said she was not married. The ‘Mrs.‘. Weaver was to look good for her job. She was only 23, and had been a nerd all her life. She wore thick glasses but had contacts now. All she ever cared about was being a teacher. She was a late bloomer and it was just in the last two years that her body developed. She said I was the first guy who she knew definitely,…. got an erection over her, and she took it as a great complement, but that it shook her up some. I said: “Mrs. Weaver, your so hot I took this offer just to be close to you. Me and half the guys in school think your hot.” She gasp and took a big breath….. She whispered: “ We have to keep this on a teacher / student level here at school…”
She scooted close to me, held my hand under the table and whispered right in my ear:
(“… maybe you could….(pause)…. come over some evening and we would work…. on some school plays.”) I could smell her wonderful womanly perfume and feel her fingers tremble a little. She was smiling and looking into space across the room. She got up and pulled me up and said you gotta go, and pushed me to the door and out.
She thought to herself:..
(‘…what are you doing, girl!…you know this can lead to trouble. You just invited a male student to your house! Mom won’t like it at all….but I’m so attracted to him, he really desires me, I can’t help it. I’m having fantasizes about him already! I can feel his arms around me and kissing me…which will never happen…but…what if it did? Keep your mind on the script writing and off of him. Oh damn!, that’s so easy to say….his erection for me was so hot, I get tingles just thinking about it. He must think I’m sexually attractive. When we’re alone at my house, will he make a move on me?….god I hope so. I can’t resist. I want him so bad, I can’t think about anything else. Something about him has given me new feelings, and I want a lot more of them…stop girl!…just think about working on the plays and not him…just the plays…just the plays…”)
We arranged for me to arrive after dark, to avoid being seen.
She still lived with her mom, and she introduced me as ‘my friend’, not a student to her. Her mom was pleased and stayed up stairs the whole evening. Mrs. Weaver was now just Morgan Weaver at home. She had on shorts, a tiny top with no bra, and looked way hotter than I had imagined. As we talked she admitted she had only one boyfriend. A nerd like her, who moved away a while back. She was making me want her more and more.
I said: “You must like to act, so let’s do a sketch.” She said: “Oh yes, let’s do that!” I said: “We’re in a row boat in a storm. I’m lying in the bottom injured. You the rower. Ok?” I laid down on the couch She smiled and said: “I….I…” and started to giggle. She got on top of me and sat right on my dick facing me. I said: “The storm is bad, so you lean over and protect me for the storm.” She giggled again and said: “What kind of scene is this?” I pulled her down to me and said: “A hot love scene, now stop giggling and”….I kissed her.
“Oh….(gasp)..I…I… I’m not sure I can…play this scene.”…I whispered in her ear: (“I’ll teach you Morgan,…”The rower kissed the man with all her passion, while she protected him with her body.”
She was not use to this and tried to talk as I felt her body and kept kissing her face over and over. She was totally out of breath and finally relaxed and started kissing me back between gulps of air. I said: (“Wow…Morgan, you’re an excellent actress.“ ) She kept kissing me, but now started to twitching her body on me. As she got hotter she whispered: (“I’m not acting, your making me all excited inside. My mom’s home, (gasp) can you come back when she’s not here?”) I said sure, but first do you know how to French kiss? She didn’t even know what that was. I said: “One French kiss, and I’ll come back when your moms not here…ok?” She smiled and said: “Ok, you show me.” I took my time kissing her and then eased my tongue across her lips. She must have liked it as she returned her tongue to my lips. I eased my tongue deeper as hers did too. She had it now and she only broke for air, then back to the our tongues going crazy together.
I heard a noise on the stairs. Her mom took a few steps down, smiled, then quickly turned around and went back upstairs. Morgan was so engrossed I don’t think she even heard her.
I had to take a parting feel and down my hand went in the back of her shorts. I felt her smooth sweet butt cheeks. She jumped and whispered: (“…are you trying to get me to keep you after class?…”) …and giggled. I whispered back: (“I sure am, when will your mom be gone?”) She didn’t answer as she had her eyes closed and ran her fingers thru my hair. She said quietly ….”don’t go”…. I put my arms around her and rubbed her back and butt cheeks. The more we felt each other the hotter we got. She raised up and smiled with her beautiful eyes. She whispered: (“… I could get big trouble and lose my job getting involved with you, but I guess it’s to late. I want to be with you so bad. We have to be very careful. I just…want you…..”) She kissed me so hot my boner stood up between her legs, as she squirmed her pussy on it. She whispered out of breath: (“I’ll be… right back.”) She got up a little dizzy, and stumbled up the stairs.
After a while I see her mom come down the stairs. She comes over and tells me that Morgan isn’t feeling well, and that she will contact me to continue working on the plays. She hands me a sealed envelope. I graciously left and read the letter inside in my car.
“Dear ____. I’m faking this letter for my mom’s sake. She has always wanted me to be a lifelong teacher, and not get involved with men. (tee hee) She’ll be gone this coming week, come over Friday night after 9pm and we’ll ’work on plays’….Morgan., xxoo.”
The next day was Friday and I went to English class as usual. Mrs. Weaver was very cheerful and happy, but of course paid no attention to me in class. Somehow she had gotten more beautiful than ever. As the bell rang, she said she had a make up test for me she wanted to talk about. We talked about the test as the rest of the class filed out. After the last student left, she walked over and locked the door. It was the end of the school day. She smiled and pushed me up against the wall. “Mr. ___, do you know the penalty for molesting a teacher? The teacher has the right to punish you as she sees fit within the law. You will….. put your arms around me and kiss me until I stop you, do you understand!” I smiled and put my books down. “Yes mam.” I said.
It was pure heaven kissing her right in her own classroom. She felt my boner and I felt her nice tits. She stopped kissing me and said: “I hope you’ve learned something here today, now get out of my classroom, there will be further punishment later.” She straightened herself and unlocked the door, and pushed me out with a big grin. I left holding my books over my boner. Morgan thought to herself….’ wow….god I loved being desired so much.’
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It was Friday night, 6pm. I parked down a ways from her house. I had gotten there at 5:30 to watch her mom leave with another lady. I hid down in my seat and peeked as they drove the other way, away from me. My boner never quite went away so I held a sweat shirt in my hand over it. No one was watching that I could see. Morgan opened the door as I approached and I quickly went in. We held hands and just smiled at each other for a few minutes. Both our hearts were beating fast and we both could feel it in our hot and sweating hands. We just started slow dancing, we didn’t even know why. She had on a long shear blue night gown. I remember the aroma of her hair as her head lay on my chest. Finally she looked at me and said: “It’s time for more of your punishment Mr. We’re going to do some acting again, only this time I’ll be directing. You’ve just found me on the beach, half dead from almost drowning. There is a dry area in my bedroom. You take me there and start to revive me….Action!” I chuckled and picked her limp body up and carried her to her bedroom. She giggled. I said: “Drowning victims don’t giggle!” I placed her on her bed. I lifted up one leg and started pumping it up and down. We both got the giggles as she said: “That is NOT how you do it, mouth to mouth resuscitation is the correct way!…but first…It’s so hot in here, you better remove the victims clothes and your own too. I slowly undressed her and my self too. I think my eyes crossed looking at her sexy naked body for the first time. We took our time feeling our body’s, running fingers thru our hair and kissing us everywhere. She had soft music playing and we both were in another world of excitement. This was turning out not to be a score on my part, it was pure heaven. She whispered in my ear, out of breath: (“…it‘s no wonder…. mom didn‘t want me to…. ”). That was the last thing she was able to say as we began to blend our lips together. My boner lay right on top of her clit. She moved her pussy back and forth to let my dick massage her clit.
Morgan thought….
(’…oh god, this feeling of being desired is taking me to heights I never dreamed of. I need this, and a lot more of it.’)
I felt her tits as my boner started slipping down to enter her wet pussy. She reached down and guided it in. Oh god she was tight. I took my time entering her as she moaned and squirmed under me…..a little further in each stroke. Her body trembled as she felt my back and opened her legs wider. I lifted her legs up and put them on my chest. She liked that as I kept going in her pussy deeper. Her breathing was now in pants of moans as we started fucking. “Ohhhhh it’s so beautiful….I want to feel you in me all night….I….I….oooooo yes!” she whispered.
I finally could take full strokes and pushed my dick all the way to the bottom. She winched and cried out…”Oh god!…” and now we fucked faster and faster. She made growing and moaning sounds as my cum shot was coming. She held me so tight I could hardly breath and she started to climax. “AHHHH” she yelled as I shot a huge load in her. She bucked and squirmed, grinding her pussy down on my dick. My balls hurt as they kept pumping themselves empty and beyond. She was a shaking woman in a trance, pushing her pussy up to my dick, as deep at it would go. She just laid there and trembled. She gasp for air between kissing me over and over. She kept moaning those little sounds you can’t describe. I love the feeling of her tight trembling pussy around my dick.
Morgan thought…..
(’…oh mom, you’ve designed me this for all this time…well I’m having it, and lot’s of it from now on.’)
She kept working her pussy on my dick, getting all the good feelings she could…..we fell asleep…
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….We put on the play: “A Streetcar Named Desire”…but the school wouldn’t let us….so we put on: “Splendor in the Grass”…..(..much to the Principals disgust…)

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My Boy, Callum. (Part 2)

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Donnie’s Dilemma

Donnie is a nerd who experiments with a chemical compound that is supposed to make his cock grow. Things go wrong and he gets a painful erection that won’t go away until he cums. Making himself cum cum turns into a monumental problem and he has to ask his big sister for help.

“SARA”

Sara
By Blueheatt
….. I grew up across the street from a wooded area, we just called it ‘the woods’. All us boys and some girls love to play all day over there. My dad and brothers warned me that there was a family of hillbillies that lived way back in there and to watch out. They were a wild bunch and the two boys Jack and Larry D. would sneak up on you, hold you and butt fuck you. They already tried it with my middle brother, but he was a fighter and kicked their ass’s, and sent them running home. They had a sister named Sara too. I was in the woods with my .22 hunting (killing tin cans) or whatever. When I noticed a girl peaking at me from behind a tree. I stopped and sat on a tree stump. I figured It was Sara. First time I had ever seen her. She was real cute, slim with good size tits and built good. She had long brown hair, short shorts and no shoes. She just watched me, never saying a word. I decided to talk to no one, just jabber about shooting rabbits, frogs etc. like there was someone there with me. Sara quietly moved around to see who I was talking to. Finally she moved in closer behind a tree and said in a quiet voice: “Who you a talk’ in to?” I didn’t look at her at first, I didn’t want to scare her off. I talked to the tree in front of me. I said: “Wow, you’re the first tree I’ve found that can talk!” She began to giggle, but stayed hidden. I kept talking to the tree about general nothing. Soon she slowly crept up and said: “Trees cain’t talk, yer a crazy boy.” We both laughed and I said: “Hi Sara.” She was startled and said: “How’d you know my name?” I said that the tree told me. She began to giggle and shake her head. She said: “What’s yer name?” I told her _____. She said: “I’m a gonna call you “Blue”, cuz yer always a wearin sumpin blue. I said: “Ok Sara”. (she had been watching me for some time, and I didn‘t know it.)
That was how I met Sara.
Day after day we met at the ’tree’ and slowly became buddy’s. Her folks didn’t send her to school at all, so she asked me all about school and what is was like. I passed on about the abc’s, how to read, write and math. Sara didn’t know about ‘discreet,’ or common manners’. She had those beautiful blue eyes. An innocent, lost, and even fearful look at times. I became her link with new world she was learning about.
I wanted her to go to school. I decided to introduce her to my aunt who lived just down the street. Aunt Val was a very sexy woman, about 38, Tall and hot legs, always wore shorts and had great tits. She always wore her long brown hair in a pony tail, kind of a rough woman, grew up on a farm and I hoped they would hit it off.
I was right. Aunt Val had two older boys, grown and gone and never had a girl. I held Sara’s hand and we went to meet Val. Sara was scared as hell, but Val quickly took to her and they soon were giggling and laughing. Sara was at Val’s house all the time, learning and getting ready to go to school. Val soon told me privately, “I guess you know Sara has a crush on you, real bad. Your all she talks about. You got the hots for her too?” Val looked at my smiling face. “No need to answer, ’Blue’…ooooo“, she teased me about the name Sara called me. She looked at my ½ boner and whispered: (“If you guys want a place…you can come here, I’ll let you know when I’m not going to be home for a while.”) Val went and got a door key for me, and said: “shhhhhh about this, and oh yes, I got her on the pill now. ” I kissed my aunt Val and hugged her… and then, she squeezed my boner! She whispered: (“ooooo blue!, what’s this?”) I joked and told her that I had always had the hots for her…and I laughed. She kept a hold on me and whispered in my ear: (“…you need to practice, before you ride Sara.”)
I said: “Val…what have you been up to?”
She told me that a backwoods girl like Sara didn’t hardly know anything about guys. So…she had a few ‘training’ sessions with her. She said all Sara knew was about dogs and chickens, so they had some ‘training’ sessions and Val showed her what it was all about.
I thought…….. (Val has always been my crazy horny aunt and my mind went crazy with what she had done with Sara.)
She continued holding me tight to her, whispering in my ear and rubbing her pussy on my boner. She said: “I showed Sara about eating pussy, fucking face to face, not all doggy style…and a few other things..”) (“…like what ’other things’, Val?”) I asked. (“…like girls can have sex with each other too, you know.”)
Val was making me hot now, so I said smiling: “Maybe I do need some practice.”
She locked her door and took me into her bedroom. She closed the door and it was real dim in there. She started undressing me, as I did her. She whispered: (“..Sara won’t be by here for another hour, just enough time for our first….practice.”)
I’d fucked plenty of girls, but to fuck Val, call it what you want, I just wanted to fuck her bad. We started kissing and rubbing each other. I tongue kissed her and I don’t thing she was expecting that as she gasp for breath. I put her on her back and put those long hot legs on my shoulders and started licking her pussy and clit. She moaned and jumped each time I licked right on her clit. (…who was training who. I wondered what she was thinking…)
Val thought to herself….
(“….son of a bitch!…this kid and his hot fucking tongue made me almost orgasm…damn…and he knows how to eat a girls pussy…I’m going to tell him he needs lot’s of practice though…I’ll make something up…”)
Val seemed to forget about teaching me anything as she pulled me up and fumbled around to put my dick in her. Her hands were shaking and she keep taking deep breaths. Damn she had a nice tight pussy. She quick started fucking me and never stopped until she began to moan …’oh baby, I need this….make me cum….oooooo…Oh…Yessss…..at that point she went wild with gyrations with her hips, make them slap against me faster and faster. I unloaded a big load in her pussy, pumping my cum over and over in deep. Then her whole body went stiff as she pushed her pussy hard down on my dick. Her face got real red and she shook and moaned until she went weak. Wow, she was a great fuck, as I went a little dizzy. Her arms and legs slowly dropped off me as she smiled all weak and spent. I got off her and let her rest all content.
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Sara didn’t show. No where to be found. That night I snuck down in the woods to spy on her house. I saw her in the window, messing with the window lock. It looked like they had locked her in a bedroom and nailed the window shut. She kept working the one nail out. I came up to the window and gave a light tap. She smiled big and motioned for me to lift on the window. I had a pocket knife and pried up on the window. We finally got the window up enough to pass the knife inside to her. In a few minute she had the last nail out and we quietly raised the window and she crawled out. She hugged me tight as I just carried her running away back out of the woods. We stopped outside Val’s house to catch our breath. Sara kept a tight grip on my arm. Her beautiful smile never left her face as we kissed. I knocked on Val’s door and she had us come in. We told her what had happened. Val ask Sara if she got the paper. Sara reached in her panties and pulled out her birth certificate. Sara was now of legal age in this state. She would stay at Val’s and never have to go back to her hillbilly parents house again. Val jumped up and her and Sara danced around the room, pulling me up to dance with them. I was a wonderful night.
Val called my dad, (her brother) and said she had kidnapped me for the night to fix some things around here. My dad laughed and said I worked cheap, for a hamburger or hot dog. They laughed and hung up.
Val said: “Sara and I are going to take a shower, then you, then I’m going in my bedroom for the night…get it?”….I smiled and nodded yes.
I could hear Val and Sara singing and laughing in the shower. I also heard some little moaning sounds too. Val came out smiling in her robe, then she announced Sara. Sara had on one of Val night gowns all pinned up to fit her. She came out and paraded around like some princess. She wiggled her ass, and held her tits up for me. Val faked a yawn and said it was her bedtime, and went in her bedroom and closed the door. Sara sat by me all smiles and leaned her head on my shoulder and held my arm. She said: “I dopped Val.” …I said: “Do you mean you adopted Val?” She giggled and said ’yeah’.
Sara was still a ’wild child’, girl, woman and would always probably be. I was in for the wildest fuck I’d ever have.
Sara stood up, grabbed my hand and led me into the other bedroom. She kissed me like no other and said: “I gotta show you what I’ve learned. Start tak’in my clothes off real slow blue, and I’m gonna do the same to you.” I smiled and followed her instructions. She had the most beautiful body, full tits, and she loved to rub them up against me. She also rubbed her pussy against me as we kissed. She led to the bed, and got on her back. She said: “See this here..(her clit)..lick that real good.” I put my arms under her legs and began to lick her pussy and clit. He eyes glazed over in pleasure. She squirmed and moaned and started breathing heavy. “Oh god blue, you’re a slice of heaven, I got new feel’ins in me, keep that up.” She held my head and ran her fingers thru my hair. She started raising her hips up with each lick.. “Oh blue, I’m feel’in something good in me cumin up…Oh god, Oh blue… it’s still cumin don’t stop…OH …GOD….” She must have had her first orgasm. She pulled my head into her pussy tight and fucked my face as she squirmed and moaned loud. She shook and pulled my hair…. then went all calm, and just twitched, and took deep breaths. She lay there a while with a twitch now and again. “Blue.”…she said. I said: “Yes.” “Yer beautiful blue.….come up and kiss me some more.” I scooted up, stopping to suck on her nice tits. “Oh blue…oh blue..” she said. We kissed and she showed me how she could tongue kiss as she felt my ass. She reached down and started guiding my dick in her. She whispered: (“..wait till you feel this, it aint like fingers now. Let me work it in a bit for ya. Is it start’in to feel good now?”) She figured it was my first sex too, so I played along like it was. “Oh Sara, it’s feeling wonderful, your making me so hot, I feel good all over,” I said.
She smiled with her closed eyes, so pleased with herself as I started taking slow strokes in her very tight pussy. She whispered: (“…I been a dream’in bout this for a long time blue, (breath) I ….oh god blue….more good feelin’s are a cumin…Val sure was…(breath)…sure was right.”) We started in fucking as she only said…’oh blue, oh blue’…over and over again. I took her hand and put her fingers on her clit and told her to rub it. She did and her other arm was around my neck. She continued moaning in my ear, sounds of immense pleasure. We speeded up to the impending climax, I went first with a big load in her pussy. She shook and pulled me tight and moaned one long moan…..
I kept pumping my cum in her as she gasp with each pump. Her body twitched as she pushed my dick deep into her pussy. “oh blue”… she kept moaning. Finally we lay spent, with little jolts of spasms at times, making her pussy twitch on my dick, and me pump out the last drops of cum.
I don’t know how long we slept, but I awoke to Sara slowly fuckin me. I raised up to look at her smiling face. She said: “How’d I do?” My kisses answered her question as we fucked one more time…or was it two?…. that night it seemed like one continuous fuck.
She didn’t need any training, or teaching. Her natural sexuality blossomed beautifully. She just did what came naturally.
We like to fuck in the woods a lot now. We have our favorite tree that we both like to fuck next to,…. the same tree that I said told me,.. her name was…“Sara.”
The last time I went to that tree, someone had carved: “Sara + Blue” in it.

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