Virginity

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P.O.V. – Three times over.

People experience things differently, hear things differently, remember things differently. This story is about an incident involving three individuals. It is told three times, once from each person’s point of view.

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Siblings, lovers. Part 1

Kyle cried out as he began to empty his balls into his sister’s womb. Erin, who normally stands 5-foot-4 with dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes, was on her back, pulling her brother’s perfect nine-inch cock deeper into her pussy.
“Oh Kyle, that’s it, cum in my pussy,” she moaned. “I need your sperm deep in me.”
She could feel every pulse of his cock filling her already dripping wet pussy with the warm semen she craved.
Eventually Kyle’s supply of cum ran out, but Erin could still feel his cock pulsing with each heartbeat. He kissed her and pulled their hot, sweating bodies closer together. He felt her beautiful C cup breasts push against him as she wrapped her athletic legs around his waist. She ran her fingers through his short, brown hair as he gently pulled at her earlobe with his teeth.
Erin pulled Kyle’s head up, so she could look into the intoxicating blue eyes they shared. She didn’t need to say anything.
###
At 17, neither one had experienced more than a few awkward kisses in a dark of the movie theater or back seat with anyone else. But they were deeply, uncontrollably in love, and they both felt it.
As twins, they had always been close, even when they were supposed to be fighting with each other, as siblings often do. They watched out for each other all the way up through school. On more than one occasion, they found themselves in the principal’s office together, usually after an unsuspecting bully picked on one or the other. There were a few times when Erin came to Kyle’s rescue. Somehow they managed to avoid anything more than a stern look and a “get back to class” though.
Erin went out on a few dates once they started high school, but she kept inadvertently comparing the boys to her brother. She always came home sooner than she’d planned, only to sit up half the night talking to Kyle.
Eventually, Erin realized she was falling in love with him. He was completely oblivious, and it didn’t matter. She gave up on dating, content to spend her free time with Kyle.
Kyle stood six feet tall with brown hair. He didn’t have the body of a Greek god, but he was a solid 160 lbs. In his life, he had a grand total of two dates to his credit. The first, with a brunette named Samantha, seemed to drag on for hours. He uttered about five words the entire night, which was fine with her. She was in love with the sound of her own voice.
On his second attempt, he asked a redhead named Rachel if she’d go to the Homecoming dance with him. The night ended with his first kiss. She never returned his phone calls, and barely acknowledged him in class.
So when Erin stopped going on dates, he hardly noticed. There was no need for her to explain why they were spending weekends together. It was simply a fact of life.
Their first kiss happened on the worst night of both their lives. They were 16.
###
It had been raining on and off for three days, and neither one wanted to leave the comfort of the basement. Their parents had tickets for Stravinsky’s Firebird Suite, their mother’s favorite, and so their father dutifully accompanied her despite the deluge.
Erin and Kyle spent the evening in the basement, watching horrible science fiction movies, and keeping their own running commentary. Erin nodded off on Kyle’s chest just before midnight, and soon they were both mostly asleep. It was a kind of half-sleep, where they still heard the things going on around them, but their minds simply incorporated the sounds into their hazy dreams.
Neither one was consciously aware of the doorbell at first, but after the first two rings Kyle realized the DVD ran out a while ago. He laid Erin’s head down on the side of the couch and headed up to the front door.
By now, the ringing had turned to knocking. The rain was still pouring down, and Kyle was surprised to see a sheriff’s deputy when he turned on the porch light. He opened the door and invited the man in, still a little groggy. He checked the hall clock, which read 2 a.m., but wasn’t quite awake enough to be concerned.
The deputy asked Kyle who his parents were, and then gestured to the kitchen, suggesting they sit down. Kyle furrowed his brow and pulled two chairs from the kitchen table.
By this time, Erin awoke and realized Kyle was no longer with her. She heard heavy footsteps and voices upstairs, and joined her brother as he was sitting down.
She stopped cold when she saw the cop in their kitchen. She looked at the clock on the microwave, then to the stranger, then to her brother. She was beginning to panic.
Kyle realized what was happening when he saw the look on Erin’s face.
“Is this your girlfriend?” the deputy asked.
“No,” Kyle said, grabbing a chair for her. “This is my sister, Erin.”
“Oh,” the deputy said, looking as his boots, which still had small pieces of mud clinging to them. “I’m very sorry to tell you that your parents were both killed tonight. Their car was caught in a flash flood, swept off an overpass. We couldn’t get to them until the flooding slowed down.”
Kyle reached for Erin’s hand. Nobody spoke.
The deputy went on, something about paperwork and identifying the remains in the morning, but all the twins heard was the slow, deafening sound of their own hearts. Kyle closed the door after the deputy, and returned to his sister in the kitchen. He stood at the entrance to the kitchen, leaning on the wall for support, and stared blankly at Erin. She walked over to her brother and laid her head on his chest. She put her arms around him, afraid to squeeze too hard, and he caressed her hair.
They stood in the kitchen like that until Erin pulled Kyle’s head down to her and kissed him. It wasn’t until he tasted the tears running down her face that realized he was kissing Erin, his sister. He paused for a moment. Although their lips met perfectly, she was his sister. You weren’t supposed to kiss your sister like that.
Then Kyle realized nobody could ever compare to her. In that moment, he fell in love. Soon they were both crying and clinging to each other, trying to understand what had happened to them in the last hour.
After some time, Erin took Kyle’s hand and led him to what used to be their parents’ bedroom. The entire house felt foreign to them. She simply removed her shirt and pants, then pulled off Kyle’s. As the sun rose, they laid down and fell asleep pulling each other closer, arms and legs intertwined.
###
Again, the doorbell rang.
This time, Erin was the first to wake up. She carefully removed herself from Kyle’s warm body, pulled his white shirt over her black underwear, and buttoned it as she walked down the steps. She noticed a dark blue Ford in the driveway, and recognized the County Sheriff standing at her door, hat in his hands. The expression he wore was soft, not at all the stern lawman’s gaze she’d seen on campaign posters.
Erin’s heart sank when she remembered the visit eight hours earlier. She cracked the door and stuck her head around the corner, looking up at the man who stood nearly a foot taller than her, squinting in the bright sunlight.
“Hello Miss,” he said quietly. “I’m sorry, but we need you and your brother to come to the hospital for a few things.”
Erin nodded absently.
“I’ll just wait in the car. Take your time.” He turned and went back to his car.
She returned to her brother and woke him.
“Kyle, wake up,” she said softly. “Kyle, we have to …” she let the sentence trail off.
At first, he was a little confused at waking up in his parents’ bed. He hadn’t slept in that bed since he was eight, but then the whole night hit him again.
“Oh … yeah,” he murmured.
Neither one bothered to shower. Kyle threw on his black cargo pants, a grey work shirt and his favorite Pumas. Erin put on jeans, a plain black t-shirt and her worn-in flip flops. She pulled her hair into a pony tail, and they were out the door without another word.
###
They returned home five hours later, physically and emotionally exhausted, but at least the worst part was over.
Neither one was hungry, but Erin said she wanted to shower. She undid her jeans and pushed them down over her hips while closing the bathroom door. When she heard it latch, she realized she was alone for the first time. She began to panic.
Erin kicked the pants off her ankles, yanked the door open, and ran down the hall looking for Kyle. She crashed into him coming around a corner, and hugged him fiercely.
“Erin, what’s wrong?” he asked.
At first she didn’t say anything, but he gently pulled her head away from his chest to see her face. Her beautiful blue eyes were streaming tears.
“I was alone,” Erin sobbed. She didn’t care that she wasn’t wearing pants. She needed her other half.
“What do you mean?” he said. “I’ve been right here.” But Kyle knew exactly what she meant. He felt it too.
“Come on, I’ll come with you,” he said, and ushered his partially undressed sister to the bathroom.
At first, Kyle simply stood in the bathroom with her, but when she started to pull off her top, he took a step closer and helped her with it. He tried to remove her bra, but didn’t really know what to do. She put her hands on his, showing him how to release the clasp. His hands brushed her sides as the black bra fell to the floor. She’d never felt a caress quite like that.
She reached up and started working on Kyle’s shirt buttons. He was confused for a moment, but the look in her eyes said everything. Erin needed to be close to her brother. In fact, they both needed each other.
The water was warm, and they let it fall on them for several minutes without moving. Then Kyle took the soap and began to wash his sister’s right arm, moving up from her hand to her shoulder and neck. Moving to her left side, he worked down to her hand and back up to her shoulder. He hesitated at her collar bone.
“It’s OK,” Erin said, and for the first time in their lives, he touched her breasts. Kyle spent a long time holding and squeezing his sister’s beautiful tits. He pinched her quarter-sized nipples gently, which made her whole body tingle. Eventually, he moved down her flat tummy (she played JV soccer), and to her hips. He knelt down to continue with her legs, quite inadvertently putting her pussy six inches from his eyes. He studied it for a moment, then looked up at her.
Erin spread her legs slightly, for him to better see his first real-life vagina. She kept it shaved, and silently hoped he liked what he saw. Her hopes were rewarded when he softly kissed her about two inches above her clit. He slowly moved on to washing her legs, massaging her thigh muscles, then moving up her back.
Erin felt a little woozy when Kyle’s lips brushed her skin. She could feel the blood pulsing through her pussy. She felt her clit get subtly firmer and her pussy lips swell. She wanted Kyle. She wanted her brother.
If she’d been paying attention, Erin would’ve noticed her brother’s cock getting harder, but her mind was swimming in the unfamiliar sensations running through her own body.
Kyle pulled the hand-held shower head down, and rinsed off the soap. The water ran down Erin’s body, occasionally dancing over her clit, making her head spin. He let the water stray toward her pussy for a few moments, spraying her clit directly. Erin swallowed hard and felt short of breath.
After he returned the shower head to the wall, Erin took the soap and washed her brother, massaging him, working her way down his body.
Erin first noticed her brother’s cock when it brushed her leg, fully hard and nine inches by now. She smiled knowing she did that. She took her it in her hands and stroked it tentatively, a little awkwardly. Kyle closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his sister’s hands running up and down his shaft. She gently squeezed his balls, imagining the cum building up inside, waiting to be released. She slowly moved down to wash his legs, returning to his cock occasionally to make sure it didn’t soften.
By the time she had rinsed him clean, Kyle’s cock was throbbing, bouncing slightly with every beat of his heart. Erin pulled him closer and kissed him, slipping her tongue into his mouth. Her free hand ran down to his cock, while he squeezed her breasts and nipples.
Erin broke the kiss and turned around so her back was to him, hand still stroking his cock. She slowly ran the head of her brother’s penis along the outside of her sex, which was dripping wet from the inside. Slowly, she pushed down onto his cock, until the head was just inside. It was the most incredible thing she’d ever felt.
Kyle, for his part, let his sister take the lead. He knew enough to know that his wasn’t exactly average, and the last thing he wanted to do was to hurt Erin.
Slowly, Erin sank her brother’s cock into her pussy until it reached her virginity. She pushed against it, but was too scared to do it herself.
“What’s wrong?” Kyle asked.
“N-nothing. It’s just–you’re going to have to do this,” Erin stuttered.
She looked over her shoulder at him, blushing a little. It was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.
“Just do it quickly,” she added.
He pushed deeper into her. She inhaled sharply, through clenched teeth, when it happened, but it hurt less than she expected. As the pain subsided, she savored the feeling of having her pussy filled with her own brother’s cock.
Kyle began to fuck his sister in short, slow strokes.
“Oh, Kyle,” she moaned. “That feels so incredible. You’re so perfect.”
Kyle moaned incoherently in reply. Then he reached to her breasts, pulling her up to him, hugging her from behind. Erin gasped as his cock pushed against her tummy from the inside. Then she began to rock her hips, feeling every inch of his throbbing hard cock pushing against the front of her sex.
Kyle reached down to massage her clit. Erin didn’t realize how close she was to cumming, but within seconds her body was shaking and her pussy was squeezing her brother’s cock even tighter.
“Erin, I’m going to cum,” Kyle groaned.
Erin couldn’t find her voice. She simply kissed him and continued fucking his cock until she felt him start to cum. Kyle pushed into his sister as deep as he could, and his streams of cum shot into her pussy.
“Kyle, don’t stop,” Erin purred. “Fill my pussy, I need your cum in me. Ohhh, it feels so good.”
Kyle was still rubbing her clit, and Erin was still cumming, her pussy squeezing every last drop of cum from her brother’s throbbing cock.
They were both light-headed, and leaned on the wall to avoid collapsing. Kyle’s cock softened a bit, and it slipped out of his sister’s vagina. Some of his cum, mixed with fluid from her pussy, dripped out, and washed away in the water.
“Kyle,” Erin panted as she turned to face him.
“Erin, I love you,” he blurted out before she could finish.
She pulled his body close to hers.
“I know,” she said. “I love you … I have for a while.”
The water spraying from the shower disguised the tears falling from her beautiful blue eyes.
“I love you,” Erin repeated. “I will always love you.”
###
Kyle and Erin realized they hadn’t eaten since the night before. They were both too tired to cook, so they ordered Chinese. They ate quietly at the kitchen table, trying to figure out what to say.
“Kyle, what do we do now?” Erin asked.
Kyle looked at her quizzically. He wasn’t sure which thing she was talking about.
“About,” Erin hesitated, gazing down at the table. “About mom and dad.”
“Oh,” Kyle sighed, thinking he’d almost rather talk about what had just happened between them. “Well, they said Social Services would be checking on us in the next few days. I don’t think they’re going to make us move though, we’d be 18 by the time they managed to do anything. You know how slow the government is.”
“Do you think they’ll let us stay here?” Erin asked.
Kyle shrugged. “It’s worth a try. Mom and dad paid off the house last year, and between insurance and the bank accounts we should be fine for now.”
The conversation died off, and they contemplated their chop sticks for several minutes.
“Kyle,” Erin blurted out. “Earlier, when you said–when you said you loved me.”
Kyle ran his fingers along the side of his sister’s face.
“I love you Erin,” he said.
“Are you sure?” He’d never seen her so vulnerable, and she’d never felt so helpless. Kyle nodded and kissed his sister tenderly.
They were finished eating, and went over to the couch in the living room. They were kissing and clinging to each other like flotsam after a shipwreck. They started removing each other’s clothes slowly, one item at a time, until they were both completely naked.
Erin had been massaging her brother’s cock since his pants came off, and started to kiss her way down his chest. She kissed the tip of his penis, tasting the drop of precum, then ran her tongue the length of his shaft.
Kyle had never felt a girl’s mouth on his cock before, and the sensations his sister gave him were incredible. He ran his fingers through her soft blonde hair as she took the head of his dick into her mouth.
“Erin,” he groaned. “Oh, that feels incredible.”
Erin looked up at him, smiling with her eyes. She tried to take as much as she could, but didn’t want to choke. Kyle didn’t mind, he was loving his first blow job. When he thought about it, the fact that it was his twin sister turned him on even more.
Erin released his cock from her mouth for a moment, stroking it with her hand. Kyle nudged his sister back on the couch, kissing from her right knee up the inside of her toned leg to her pussy. He wasn’t entirely sure what to do, but figured he’d start with her clit. She seemed to like what he did in the shower.
He flicked his tongue lightly along her lips and up to her clit, barely brushing it. He felt her muscles tense up. Erin ran her fingers through his hair, pushing him farther between her legs. He licked her clit with more force this time, and continued, building up a slow, steady rhythm. She was breathing heavily, letting out soft moans and sighs.
Then Kyle ran his index finger along her dripping wet lips, sliding it into her pussy up to the second knuckle. He gently worked one, then two fingers all the way into his sister.
Erin’s breathing was more ragged, and her moans got louder. She pulled gently at his head, bringing his face back up to hers. She spread her legs wider and took his cock in her hand, sliding it along the entrance to her pussy, until he was slick with her juices.
“Erin, should we,” Kyle stammered. “I mean–uh, a condom? Maybe?”
Erin smiled up at her brother and pushed the head of his cock into her well-lubricated pussy.
“Don’t worry,” she said, staring straight into his eyes, which began to close involuntarily. “I’ve been on the pill for a year.”
Kyle was too lost in the feeling of penetrating her to form a coherent response. Instead, he slowly pushed deeper.
Erin felt every inch of her brother’s dick sliding deeper into her body. When he was completely buried inside her, she wrapped her arms and legs around him, pulling him as close as she could.
“I love you Kyle,” she whispered. “I’ll never leave you.”
Kyle kissed her deeply, and started to grind against her, his body rubbing against her clit. Erin gasped, and pressed her fingers into his back. After a few strokes, Kyle pulled away, far enough to take one of her nipples into his mouth. While he was sucking on Erin’s breast, he started sliding his cock in and out of his sister’s dripping wet pussy.
Erin had never felt so good in her life. She’d masturbated before, even experimented with putting things in her pussy, but it never felt like this. Every time he pulled back, she was aching to feel her brother’s beautiful cock stretching her pussy. She ran her fingers down between his legs, gently squeezing his balls. She could tell he was getting close.
She wasn’t ready for him to cum yet, so she sat up, shifting her weight onto him. She pulled him close and they rocked back and forth on the couch, exploring each other’s mouths with their tongues.
Now they were both close to cumming. Erin pulled away from her brother, taking his face in her hands.
“Kyle,” Erin purred, laying back and putting her legs on his shoulders. “Give it to me hard.”
Kyle started to fuck his sister hard and slow, watching her gorgeous breasts bounce with each stroke, building up speed until their bodies were slamming together. Erin came first, she was screaming, and pulling him into her harder. Kyle pushed deep into his sister’s pussy and started to fill her with cum. He’d never felt it shoot out quite so hard. Kyle kept grinding against her, trying push deeper, and to make both their orgasms last longer.
Erin’s mind was lost in the feeling of her brother’s cum shooting into her. She felt every throb and pulse as Kyle emptied his balls deep inside of her. She felt her pussy eagerly sucking up every spurt, her body needed it.
After what seemed like hours, Kyle’s orgasm subsided, though his cock still throbbed and twitched with his heartbeat. He collapsed on top of his sister, now his lover. She stroked his head and whispered to him until his softened cock fell out of her. She could still feel his warm cum inside her, she savored the sensation.

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Airport Encounter

During a layover, I had no idea what I was in for.
This is my first story, so all feedback/constructive criticism is welcome!

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Pegs Goodbye Present (Goof Troop)

“Oh, yeah. That’s it.”
Max sits in a chair in front of his window, staring out across the way into Pete’s house. Or more exactly, Pete’s bedroom, where Peg is undressing from a hard day of work. She takes off her pink sweater to reveal a white lingerie bra holding back her massive love melons. Max sits with one hand holding his binoculars, and another one reaching into his pants.
“Oh, baby. That’s what I like.” He says, stroking his manhood inside of his pants. Peg goes on to pulling down her pants, revealing her huge, luscious round ass in a white thong. She goes on to take off her bra, as Max continues to gaze at her beauty. “This is it. I’m finally gonna see it.”
Suddenly, the sound of loud crashing and crazy screams fill the house, causing Max to stumble out of the chair and fall to the ground, bringing half of the room with him to the floor. He sits up and looks at his door and sighs.
“Looks like Dad’s home.” He says as he stands up and pulls up his pants. He lets the shade down so that no one can peek into his room, and goes downstairs. When he reaches the bottom, he cuts across the Living Room and into the kitchen to see his father, Goofy, welling up in tears.
“Dad, what’s wrong?” Max asks. “They cancel your favorite show again?”
Goofy lifts his head up and looks at his son. “Max…remember that good job I got a month ago?” Max nods his head yes. “Well, they’re…they’re…THEY’RE RELOCATING ME!!!”
He breaks down into tears again, as Max just stands their, shocked. He can’t believe what his father just said. “But…they can’t.” Max says. “They have their home based here. And I’m in my senior year of High School. This can’t happen!”
“Apparently it can.” Goofy says. “We’re gonna have to leave all of our friends. Oh, this is gonna tear Pete’s heart apart.”
“Yeah, I’m sure he’ll be devastated.” Max says under his breath, with a hint of sarcasm. As Max got older, he started to notice how Pete treated his Dad, and no longer felt him as a friend. Although he was still good buddies with Pete’s son, P.J.
Goofy stands up and wipes the tears from his eyes. “No. Now’s not the time to be sad. This is a new beginning. I’m gonna go get started on my packing. From what I heard, we’ll be going to some great foreign land. Some place called Siberia.”
As Goofy passes his son and climbs up the stairs, Max stands there with his eyes shot wide open & his jaw on the ground. “Siberia?” He says to himself. “I’m leaving the comfort of Spoonerville…for Siberia? This…this isn’t fair.” He falls to his knees on the kitchen floor, feeling his life is completely over.
The Next Day…
Max stands out in front of his house. His mood hasn’t changed since last night, he still feels lousy and sad. Beside him stands P.J, who feels just like him since Max told him the news.
“This sucks.” P.J. says.
“Yeah.” Max agrees. “So, has your Dad heard the news?”
Max gets his answer when he looks over at P.J. house, and sees Pete Tap Dancing on the coffee table wearing a Top Hat and carrying a Cane. “Does that answer your question?” P.J. asks.
“PETE! GET DOWN OFF THE TABLE!!!” Both boys turn to the house and see P.J.’s mom, Peg, yelling at Pete, who quickly climbs off the table. She has the voice of a Drill Sergeant when she’s angry, but the demeanor & body of an angel when you’re on her good side.
“Mom’s a little torn up about it.” P.J. says. “She liked having friends living right across from her.”
“Yeah, now we gotta move to Siberia.” Max says. “I haven’t even left my mark here in Spoonerville. No one will remember me or anything I did.” He sighs, feeling that he will be forgotten here. But a moment later, his frown turns into a smile; a smile that P.J. doesn’t like.
“Wait, Max,” he says. “Whatever you’re thinking…”
“I’m thinking that I’m about to go down in Spoonerville history.” Max says. “Get all of the nerds from school that you can, and meet me down at the Lumberyard. I just had a hell of an idea.”
2 Hours Later…
A giant ramp is set up across the street facing the front of the school. Behind the school, dozens of kids are holding a giant trampoline, ready to catch anyone that falls. At the top of the ramp, Max stands with his Skateboard and helmet, ready to make history. He puts his helmet on when suddenly, he sees P.J. climbing up to join him.
“NO! Max! Don’t do it.” He says. “It’s not worth it.”
“Yes it is, Peej.” Max says. “I’m not gonna be forgotten by Spoonerville. From this day forward, they’ll know me as Maximum Goof. The kid who jumped over Spoonerville High.”
With that, Max climbs on his skateboard and pushes forward. He barrels down the ramp, his speed increasing with every second. “This is it! I’m gonna do it!” he says. He reaches the bottom and shoots off the ramp like a rocket, flying into the air. He grabs his board and spins in the air, showing off for the kids watching. But his show ends when he notices that he’s falling too soon. “Oh no, I’m not gonna clear the school!”
He comes crashing down on the roof of the school, missing clearing it by a few feet. He keeps going and falls off the school roof, crashing through the branches of a nearby tree before hitting the ground. There’s a long silence, as the kids gather around Max.
“Whoa…THAT WAS COOL!!!” One kid yells. And that sets off cheering and chants from the crowd. P.J. rushes over to see if Max is OK, fighting his way through the chanting teens. But the chanting stops once a familiar voice is heard.
“OH MY GOD, MAX!!!”
The crowd disperses as Peg runs up to P.J. & Max. “Mom, what’re you doing here?” P.J. asks.
“I was passing by when I saw what happened?” She says. “What was Max thinking? Quick, P.J. Help me get him to the Van.” They both pick him up and carry him over to Peg’s Mini-Van, placing him in the backseat. Max starts to lose consciousness, and the last image he sees is Peg’s face.
“Am…am I in heaven?” He asks. Peg just smiles and buckles him in his seat. P.J. jumps in on the passenger side as Peg’s climbs in the drivers seat and takes them home.
Later that Night…
Max sits at the table in Peg’s kitchen, holding a bag of ice on his head. He has a solemn look on his face, as Peg walks over and slides him a glass of milk. The entire house is dimly lit, and it seems no one is there but them.
“So, you tried to skateboard over the school to make yourself famous.” Peg says.
“Yeah, I know. It was stupid.” Max replies.
“Not really.” Peg says. “There’s nothing wrong with trying to be remembered. You just went about it the wrong way.”
“Yeah…where’s PJ?” Max asks.
“He’s off chaperoning Pistol’s sleepover with friends.” She says.
“And Mr. Pete?” Max also asks.
“Working late at that lousy Car Dealership.” She says. “So it’s you & me alone here until you father can pick you up.”
Max’s face turns a little red. He’s dreamed of moments like this, but never thought that they would happen. He’s happy, but it fades once he remembers he has to move. “Until tomorrow, then we move.” He says.
Peg puts her hand on his shoulder. “Oh yeah. Heard about the move to Siberia. I’m so sorry, Max.”
“Just think of the things I’m gonna miss out on.” Max says. “No more hanging at the movies. No more days at the Skate Park…”
“No more spying on me through your bedroom window?” Peg interrupts, saying it with a sly smirk on her face. Max freezes as his heart jumps into his throat. He begins to panic, almost to the point of hyperventilation.
“Uh…I don’t know what you’re talking about, Mrs. P.” Max says in his defense. Peg takes her hand off of his shoulder and holds his hand.
“I’ve seen you with your binoculars, Max.” She says. “It’s OK. I’m flattered.”
Max looks up at her in shock. “You are?”
“With Pete spending all of his time either with the Car Dealership or trying to make Goofy look foolish, I’m glad someone still finds me attractive.” She tells him.
“You are attractive, Mrs. P.” Max tells her. “I mean, I’d marry you if I was old enough.”
Peg is touched by what Max has just said. “Aw, thank you, Max. That was sweet.” She looks into his eyes and can see the love he has for her. She also sees a bit of sadness there, as he knows that this might be the last time he sees her tonight. Acting on instinct, she leans in and presses her lips against his. Max is taken off guard, but quickly comes to enjoy this moment. After a minute that seems like forever, she pulls back from her kiss.
“I’m sorry, Max.” She says. “That was sudden of me, and I should’ve never…”
She doesn’t get the chance to finish, as Max lunges forward and kisses her, more passionately than she did him. Peg is surprised to see this from Max, since she usually knows him as the shy type. She becomes turned on by the kiss, and takes her arm and pushes everything off of it. She takes Max and places him on the table, still holding the kiss. Max probes his tongue inside of Peg’s mouth, causing Peg to pull back suddenly.
“Max! Are…are you sure you wanna do this?” Peg asks him. Max nods his head. Still feeling aroused, and remembering how Pete has ignored her lately, she decides to throw caution to the wind. She leans down and kisses him once more, this time she plunges her tongue into his mouth. Max reaches over and grabs her sweater, lifting it up enough to reveal her bare, massive breasts. Peg breaks the kiss, and pushes her luscious rack right in his face, smiling at him.
“Go ahead, I want you to.” She says. Without hesitation, he puts his mouth on her breasts and begins to suck on her nipple. She lets out a soft moan, not having felt this sensation in a long time. She reaches down in Max’s shorts and pulls out his hardening Cock, stroking the shaft gently in her palm. Max shivers a little, not use to having his member stroked by anyone else. He unknowingly bites down on Peg’s nipple.
“OOH!!!” She yells, feeling his teeth on her. Max quickly stops and looks up at her.
“I’m sorry, Mrs. P.” He says. “I didn’t mean…”
She calms him by putting her hand gently on his head. “It’s OK, Max. I like it a little rough.”
He smiles, before going back to suckling her large round tits. Peg starts to take off her tight pants, then she pulls down her white thong giving a clear view of her succulent pussy. She brings her leg over and straddles him on the table, but doesn’t insert his Cock into her yet. She lets it rub against the crack of her ass, which turns them both on even more. Max continues to suck on one breast, as he caresses the other in his hand. Peg starts to breath hard, and her pussy becomes moister with her juices with each motion of his rod against her ass. She’s finally had enough as she rises up, removing her breast from his mouth, creating a popping noise.
“OK, Max, enough foreplay.” She tells him. “It’s time to give you your going away present.”
“My present?” he asks.
“Yes. I’m going to make sure you leave here a man.” She says seductively, as she raises herself over his manhood. She guides herself onto his rod, cooing gently as she does. Max moans loudly, as he finally feels what it’s like to be inside of a real woman. Peg takes it easy, moving around slowly so to not bring Max to the edge too soon. “So, how do you like your present, Max?” She asks, knowing the answer.
“This…is the best…present ever…” he says, barely able to get the words out. His eyes almost roll into the back of his head, as he feels her warmness surrounding him. He grabs her thighs and holds on to them tightly, as she slowly starts to bounce up & down. The table begins to rock & shake from the force, as Peg’s breasts bounce hypnotically up & down, almost like a yo-yo being played with. Max’s eyes are fixed on her enormous Funbags, and it doesn’t help that he’s almost ready to blow.
“Mrs. P…I’m think I’m gonna…”
At that moment, a thought runs through Peg’s mind that makes her stop her motion. “I can’t let him cum on the table.” She thinks. “There might be stains left. Or worse, the entire table might break. And I don’t wanna explain this to that dumbo Pete.” Coming to a conclusion, she takes herself off of his Cock and climbs off of the table. Max has a look of worry on his face.
“Mrs. P? Did I do something wrong?” He asks.
“Oh, of course not, Max.” She says lovingly. “I just thought of a better way of doing this.” With that, she slowly bends over, resting her breasts against the cold counter, and sticking her inviting ass out for Max to take advantage.
“Awesome!” he says as he climbs off the table and approaches her. He guides his Cock back inside of her love walls and gently pushes in & out of her. Peg bites her lips, loving the feeling of having a Cock inside of her again.
“Oh yes. That’s it!” She says. “Don’t be afraid, Max. Push it in as deep as you can.” He follows orders, and thrusts himself deep within her. Peg puts her head down on the counter and clenches her hands into fists. “Yes! That’s it, Max! Fuck me!” He slams into her again & again, drunk off of the feeling of fucking her pussy. As he continues to drill her, he feels himself about to blow.
“Mrs. P…” She already knows what he’s about to say.
“Pull out and spray it on me, Max.” She tells him. “Spray it all over my ass.”
Not wasting time, he does exactly that, pulling out and releasing his load all over her ass. His meat begins to go limp, as he stands there trying to catch his breath. Peg relishes the moment. It’s been so long since Pete has even touched her, and with Max leaving, she wants to enjoy it as long as she can. Suddenly, the two can hear a car pulling up in the driveway. Peg’s eyes widen to the size of dinner plates.
“PETE!!!”
She stands up and starts to get dressed, as Max straightens himself out and picks up the stuff that Peg knocked off the table onto the floor, trying to make the Kitchen look normal again. Once everything is settled, they both head out the front door. They see Pete stepping out of his Luxury Sedan, with a crooked grin on his face. On the street, 3 Moving Trucks with dozens of movers ready for action. This only makes Max miserable again, as he remembers that he has to leave. Peg, infuriated, walks up to Pete.
“What do you think you’re doing, Mister?” She asks, enraged.
“What? I’m just helping the Goof get a jumpstart on his move.” He says, trying to sound innocent. He then turns his attention to the movers. “THAT’S THE HOUSE, BOYS!!!” He yells to them. “LEAVE NOTHING BEHIND!!!” He turns away and laughs, feeling triumphant after all these years. But the feeling fades as he hears a familiar voice yelling from down the street.
“YIPPEE!!! YAHOO!!! WHOOPIEE!!!!” He turns back around to see Goofy jumping & cheering towards him.
“What’s going on, Dad?” Max asks.
“Well, my Boss just told me at work that I can’t be moved. Something about astronomical calamity if we move to Siberia.” Goofy says. “So, he’s given me a permanent spot right here in Spoonerville!”
Pete’s jaw drops as a look of pure horror fills his face. “B-b-b-b…but that means…”
“Yep!” Goofy says, interrupting Pete. “Me and Max will be staying in Spoonerville…FOREVER!!!”
Max’s eyes light up, and he jumps up for joy upon hearing the news. Goofy begins to dance (which will only be described as ‘horrific’), as Pete slowly begins to break down.
“No…NO…NNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!” He falls to his knees, bawling in tears. Max just looks on, with a jovial look on his face. He then feels someone putting a hand on his shoulder. He turns to see that it’s Peg.
“Looks like we’ll have more time for practice.” She says, winking at him. Max just smiles at her, then joins in with his father dancing. Pete is lying on the ground in the fetal position, screaming ‘No’ over & over, as he realizes that now he’ll never get rid of Goofy.

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Maid to Serve

When the family of an Indian teen feels indebted to a wealthy American her father gives her to the businessman to serve as a maid and personal servant.

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Good Girls: New year, new problems (Final)

There were some bugs in the first one, just a few thoughts not highlighted. My bad. I apologize for not being able to continue the mermaid chronicles, but this story has actually flowed out of my fingers quite well and I think it may have more of a future than the chronicles.

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Snow Story ch1

My first attempt at a story. I tried my best to format it correctly. Please tell me what you think. The second and third chapters are going up at the same time.
Snow Story
I should have known something was going to happen. It always does when my bosses go out of town for any length of time. Their week in florida, we had a flood. Their trip to the outer banks, major ventalation failure. This time was no different.
I didn’t intend to end up the general manager of a restaraunt. I wasnt one for grand dreams, but I thought my business degree would at least get me out of the fast food business. Even if said business had paid for the degree. The bad job market in my area had left me kinda desperate coming out of school, so I went back to my roots, so to speak.
I started working in a fast food job at 14. I worked my way up to shift leader before I graduated high school and started college courses. When the loans and various scholorships I had scraped together fell short, they even let me pick up a few shifts to keep myself above water. When I returned after getting my degree, they offered me an open shift manager position. The pay was decent, and I really needed a job, so I agreed. Three years later I was made the general manager when the owners decided to retire from active management.
So here I was, 30 years old and running a very successfull business. A business I was preparing to purchase and make my own, along with another location a few miles away. I considered myself pretty successfull.
Financially.
Personally, things were a different story. I was always a bit shy through high school and even college. I had friends and girlfriends here and there, but never any serious relationships. I had little time over the last several years for “mate shopping”, and had seen even less action than during school. Honestly, I was a bit lonely.
A large portion of my work crew were teenagers. And being a guy, I stole the occasional glance at some of the girls, but I never touched any of them. Beyond the whole jail bait issue, I just didnt feel anything towards most of them. And the ones I did, it was more of an uncle kind of thing. I knew I had been the subject of the occasional crush now and then, but none of the girls ever acted on them. My female managers did a decent job of blunting the relationship dramas that popped up from time to time. The kinds of things that happen when a bunch of teenagers spend a lot of time together.
It was late January and I was working an evening shift. My usual assortment of teens running around, trying to look busy while doing as little as possible. I knew they did this, but I didnt say much about it often. As long as my to-1do lists got done, I was pretty lenient. The kids were talking about the weather that night. Would it snow enough to close school tomorow? (It was a Thursday.) The report I had seen before leaving for work had said we were in for a decent covering, but it wasnt supposed to start till after close. I had the walks salted and ready, so when it did start early, I didnt really give it any thought. Other than it would hurt my business for the night. I already had the crew working on a bit of an early cleanup when I got a call from one of the parents I knew a bit better than the others.
“Hello” I answered, recognizing the number on the CID.
“Jimmy, it’s Laura, Kate’s mom” she said. “Bill is on his way to pick up Kate. Tell her not to try to drive herself home.”
“Is something wrong?” I asked, a bit confused.
“You havent seen the weather alert?”
“No, last I saw we were just in for a couple inches late this evening.”
“Oh my,” she said “Its all over the news and weather channels. Some kind of freak front collision is causing this storm to go nuts. They are talking about feet of snowfall. Snow emergencies have already been announced. People are supposed to be getting home as fast as they can safely.”
“Damn,” I said as I looked outside for real, seeing 5 or 6 inches already and heavy fall. “OK how far out is Bill?”
“About 10 minutes, at this point”
“I’ll have them get a rapid cleanup going and get her and the rest ready to leave as fast as I can.”
“Thanks Jimmy, be safe getting home.”
“Thanks Laura, good bye”
Hanging up the phone, I called out to the crew. “OK guys, the weather has turned really bad all of a sudden. Get finished on the cleanup as fast as you can and call and get rides as needed to get home. You may use your cell phones to get the calls done as quick as possible.”
10 minutes later I had 3 who lived pretty close together headed out the door to one of the boys’ truck. He was a bit older and had some offroad experiance. I was resonably sure of their safety. Bill came in as they left.
“Kate ready?” He asked.
“Hey Bill, yea shes ready. Would it be possible for you to drop these 2 off also? They live pretty close to you.” As I pointed at a couple of the other girls.
“Sure,” he said. “If nothing else, Ill at least take them to our place. We have a couple extra beds. They will be safe till this mess can be cleared up.”
“Thanks a lot bill” I said as I looked around. “wheres Tina?”
Kate said, “she’s over there, still on the phone.”
“Need me to take her too?” Bill asked.
“No, she lives completely the opposit direction from you. And Im not sure what her ride status is yet. You guys get going and drive safe. Ill look after her.”
“Be safe your self. Good night and good luck” he said as he herded the girls out the door.
I walked over to Tina, who was still on the phone, and tapped her on the shoulder. She jumped and spun around. When she did, I noticed tears in the corner of her eyes. I had a hunch why. Tina was a good kid, but her home life was a bit rough. I had taken her home several times when the parent who was supposed to come pick her up had been too drunk. As far as I knew, they didnt beat her, but they didnt exactly lavish her with attention either. I had even been helping her with her homework a bit when I had some extra time.
“whats wrong?” I asked.
“No one is answering” she nearly sobbed. “Im sorry, I cant find a ride.”
“Its alright. I’ll take you myself.”
“But its so far out and in this weather.”
“Its not a problem. My truck can handle this. Lets get going.”
We bundled up and headed out to my truck. On the way out, I notice that there was a good 3-4 more inches than when I had looked not 20 min before. This is gonna get bad, I thought to myself. I brushed off the windows and we got rolling. Before too long I was flagged down by a police officer. As he walked to my window, I recognized him as a friend of a friend.
“Hey Scott, bad night”
“Sure is Jimmy. Where you headed? People are supposed to be getting home.”
“I’m taking this one home before I get myself in. she couldnt get a ride.”
“Where does she live?” he asked. When I told him, he shook his head. “I was afraid you would say something like that. They had to close down the bridge. You wont be able to get out there.”
“Damn,” I said “Now what?”
“They have a shelter for people who are stranded set up at the high school. Drop her there on your way home” he said.
“OK thanks Scott, stay safe”
“You too”
I turned and headed toward the high school and beyond that, my little house. ” Ill get you set up there before I head home. They should be able to get in touch with you parents eventually.”
“Do I have to go there by myself?” she asked. I could hear the wobble in her voice.
“The only other option I have right now is to take you home with me, and…”
“Can we do that?” she interupted.
“I’m not sure thats a good idea.”
“Please,” she begged. “I dont want to sleep on a cot with a bunch of strangers around me.”
“Well…” I said, thinking to myself. Its not that big a deal, and I wouldnt want to be there if there was another option. “ok”
“Thank you.” she beamed.
We made it to my house and trudged inside. The trip had been no more than 10 min, but there was already at least 3 more inches on the ground. This really was going to be a freak storm.
The thought now occured to me that I was alone with a teenage girl in my house. I would need to be on my best work behavior to make sure nothing would happen that could be taken the wrong way. I had plenty of food, so I knew we wouldnt starve if I couldnt get her home the next day.
“Make yourself at home” I said. “I’m gonna change out of this uniform.”
I went into my bedroom and changed into a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt. Not my usual lounge wear, but I didnt think boxers would be appropiate under the circumstances.
Coming out of the bedroom, I said “See if you can find a weather report on the tv please. Are you hungry? I can make some snacks.”
I went into the kitchen and started rummaging around. She came over to the counter.
“Um, Jimmy?”
“Yes?” I said absently while looking in the pantry.
“Do you have anything I could change into? My uniform is kinda dirty.”
This one stumped me. Im 6′ 200lbs. Big, but not pudgy. She was 5’2″ at best. 110lbs. soaking wet. There was no way anything I owned would fit her.
“Well,” I said. “I might have something. Lets look.”
I lead the way into my bedroom and pointed out the dresser where I kept my t-shirts and pants with drawstrings.
“See what you can find in there. I’ll work on some food. Bring me your uniform when you get done changing and I’ll throw it in the washer so you’ll have something to wear.”
“OK” she said as I closed the door. I went back to the kitchen and put a couple things together. As I was setting it on the coffee table, I heard the door open.
As I turned around I froze. She had on one of my longer t-shirts, which came to about mid thigh on her, and nothing else. Her legs were shapely and smooth. Her feet were small with cute little toes, the nails painted blue. The shirt hung on her like a poncho, with the sleeves coming well below her elbows. It was hard to tell because of how big it was, but I could swear her breasts looked bigger than they looked in her uniform.
Shaking myself out of my stare, and hoping she hadnt noticed, I said “You’re gonna get cold dressed like that.”
“None of the pants would stay up” She said. “Ill be fine like this”
I didnt keep my house real warm, Prefering to put on a sweatshirt than pay a higher gas bill. I picked up a throw and handed it to her as I took her uniform.
“Here, wrap this around you so you dont catch cold and help yourself to the food. I’ll take this and get the washer running.”
As I headed down to the basement, I was thinking. I had always been carefull to not get myself into any questionable positions with any of my female employees. Now I had one in my living room half naked. I opened the washing machine and started unrolling her clothes to feed them in.
As I undid the bundle, I got another shock. This one made my neglected member really awaken. Her underwear was in the bundle. As I picked them out of the ball, I could feel some lingering warmth. Unable to resist, I lifted them to my nose and took a deep wiff of the crotch, inhaling her wonderfully soft aroma. As the material touched my nose, I noticed an ever so slight dampness to it. Reganing myself, I dropped them in the washer.
Under her shirt I found her bra. It was one of those sports type deals that squeezes everything in. That expalains why her breasts look bigger, I thought to myself. The head on my shoulders came to the realization at the same time the one in my pants lurched up. Shes naked under that shirt!
Starting the washer, I took a couple minutes to bring myself and the bulge in my pants under control. I went pack upstairs and sat in a chair next to the couch. I grabbed a plate full of food and tried to keep my voice even as I said, “anything on about the weather?”
“Yea,” She said. “They said that the fronts causing this are getting stronger. The snowfall is actually going to get much worse.”
“Worse? It’s bad enough now” I said. “Oh well. I hope the rest of them got home safe. We will be fine here. I have plenty of food and blankets.”
“Thank you for letting me stay here. I just didnt want to be stuck in the school gym in this.”
“No problem” I said. “I dont blame you.”
We sat quietly and watched tv. I let her chose what to watch, as I didnt watch much tv and hadn’t any real clue about what was on. I glanced over at her once in a while, thinking about how little she was wearing. This caused me to have to adjust myself a couple times. I eventually gave up and retreated to the kitchen under the excuse of doing the dishes just to give myself a second to calm down again.
Being a bit of a night-owl, I didnt realize how late it was getting till the movie we had been watching ended and I noticed that she was dozing. I sat looking at her for a while. Her head canted to the side on her slender neck. She really was very pretty, I thought. Her cute little nose above her full but not over-large lips. Her strong, but not high cheekbones. Her almost elfin ears. It’s a shame she’s so young, I thought.
I reached over and shook her gently. “Tina, why dont you go ahead and go to sleep in the bed? Ill crash here on the couch after a while.”
“I couldn’t do that” she said. “I’ll be fine here on the couch.”
“You sure?” I asked, a bit relieved. I didnt fit along that couch very well.
“Yes, this is fine here” She said as she adjusted herself to laying down. She put a pillow behind her head and covered up in the throw.
“OK then. Im going to go in and read for a while before I sleep. Come get me if theres anything you need.”
“Thanks” she yawned.
Shutting off the lights, I went into my room and sat on the bed to read a bit. After about an hour, and not making any real progress in the book, I decided to call it quits. I checked on Tina, who was sleeping soundly, and then shut the door before I took off my shirt and sweatpants and climbed into bed. Thinking again about the nearly naked girl in the next room, I had to will myself to calm down enough to sleep.
I woke to the sound of the bedroom door opening. I glanced at the clock and realized I had been asleep for maybe 3 hours. Tina was standing in the doorway, though I couldnt see her well in the dark. Im not sure she realized I was awake because she jumped a bit when I spoke.
“Is something wrong?” I asked
“Im cold out here,” she said. “And a bit scared. Can…can I come in here with you?”
Slightly stunned, I answered, “Im not sure thats such a good idea…”
“It’ll be alright. The bed is plenty big. I dont take up too much room. Please.”
Rationalizing that the bed WAS big, and she WAS small (a rationalization that probably came more from my little head than my big one), I said “well, OK”
“Thanks” She said. I thought I caught a note of triumph in her voice as she padded around to the other side of the bed and climbed in. “Good night.”
“Night” I said.
I lay there for a long while. Judging by the sound of her breathing, she was fast asleep again almost emediately. I, on the other hand, was having trouble sleeping. Now the nearly naked teenager was in the bed next to me, and my cock knew it too. I had to force myself to calm down again, which took a lot more effort this time, so I could get to sleep.
I awoke several hours later. As soon as I was awake I reallized she wasnt on her half of the bed anymore. She was laying damn near on top of me. My left arm was trapped down at my side. she was laying with her head on my left shoulder. Her breasts pressing into my arm and the side of my chest. Her left leg was draped over my legs. I nearly jolted upright when I noticed that the shirt she was wearing had ridden up. I could feel her smooth pussy against my leg. My cock instantly went from half mast morning wood to steel rod hard. Her head being right below mine, I could smell the intoxicating scent of her hair.
The stimulus of her there and the throbbing of my sex deprived member drove all reason out of my head. Slowly, so as not to wake her, I moved my right hand over and placed it on her perfect round ass. Feeling the smooth, supple skin beneath my fingers. I rubbed her softly a couple times before moving up and lightly feeling her left breast. Her firm but pliant mound more than filling my hand. I could feel the nub of her nipple through the shirt material. I moved my hand back to her bare ass and rubbed it a couple more times.
I jerked my hand away as a moan escaped her lips. “please dont stop” she said as she looked up at me.
“No Tina, this isnt right” I said. Struggling to grasp my reason before I went too far. “Please get off me.”
“I’ve liked you since I met you my first day at work. You’ve always been so nice to me. I’ve been trying to find a way to be alone with you for a long time. This storm was my lucky break.” As she was saying this, she was gripping me tightly with her arm and leg and grinding her pussy into my leg. “Please dont push me away from you.”
“But I’m so much older than you” I protested. “Surely someone closer to your own age would be more appealing.” I never really had considered myself all that handsome. More along the lines of plain.
“I’ve never met anyone as kind as you before. I dont care how old you are. I want to be with you.”
With that she reached up and kissed me. My willpower blew away like smoke in a huricane. I kissed her back, deeply, our tongues dancing. I brought my hand back to her ass and gripped her to me. She moaned softly into my mouth with every squeez.
After several minutes of passionate kissing, she broke off and started kissing and licking her way down my chest, pushing the blankets out of the way as she went. When she got to my boxers, she pulled on the band as I lifted slightly. My cock bounced free of its prison, harder than ever. She grasped it lightly before licking from root to tip very slowly. Then she took me into her mouth. Keeping up a wonderfull presure, she swirled her tongue around my head before plunging down my shaft. When my tip hit her throat, she simply swallowed me down. Her lips clamped around my base as her togue lapped at the bottem of my shaft. Her throat seemed to ripple around my head. Pulling back, she lifted up till only my head was still in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around again before plunging back down, taking me deep in her thoat again. She repeated this proccess only a few more times before I felt the surge coming.
“Unh, Tina. Im gonna cum” I grunted. she didnt even slow down. taking me deep in her throat again, she hummed around my head. That was all I could take. I practically exploded down her throat. The first couple shots shooting staight into her belly before she backed off and caught the rest in her mouth. She swirled it around in her mouth as I continued to pump. She swallowed then sucked at my cock, getting the last few drops.
“That was amazing” I panted.`
“I’m glad you liked it” she said as she crawled back up my body. She kissed me deeply again. I could taste the last bits of my seed as I explored her mouth with my tongue. Suddenly I rolled her over and said with a grin “my turn.”
I grabbed the hem of the t-shirt and pulled it up over her head. I stopped to just stare at the beauty of this naked 16 year old in my bed. Her full, C cup breasts topped with rosey pink nipples, surounded by perfectly round areola about the size of a quarter. Her flat tummy and little belly button. Her smooth pussy, with a very light landing strip, pouting at me.
Cupping her left breast in my right hand, I kissed her again before starting my journey down her body. I kissed my way down her neck to her colarbone, then down to her right breast. I kissed and licked her breast all over before finaly reaching her already swollen nipple. As I sucked the nub into my mouth, she moaned deeply. With my treat firmly clamped in my mouth, I nibbled softly on her nub and lavished it with the tongue lashing it deserved. As I moved to her left breast, to repeat the treatment, she gound her pussy against my leg, which was between hers. I could feel her juices leaving a wet trail on my thigh. Finishing with her other breast, I continued my way down, pausing briefly to lick her belly button.
As I got down to her mound, she spread her legs up and back, giving me better access. I kissed the inside of each thigh before moving to the valley on each side of her labia. I kissed and licked my way all the way around before planting a kiss on each side of her swelling lips, top and bottom. Reaching in and spreading her with my fingers, I ran my tongue up her inner lips slowly, savoring her scent and flavor. I gave her several long, slow laps from near her asshole to the top of her slit before plunging my tongue into her tight pink hole.
By this time, she was panting and nearly vibrating. When I finally relented on her love tunel, I clamped my lips around her clit and gave it a gentle but firm suck while jabbing it with my tongue. That was all it took. She went completely rigid, clamping her legs around my head as she let out a long wailing moan. Her love juices flowing freely into my lapping mouth. I was trapped like this for nearly a minute, and loving it completely, before she relaxed and let me go.
“Oh my God” she said, breathlessly. “I’ve never cum like that before.”
“I’m glad you liked it” I said with a smile before returning to her mouth for another passionate kiss, giving her a taste of herself in my mouth. I lay partially on top of her as we kissed. My right hand running back and forth between her pussy and her chest. After a time (couldnt even tell you how long), she pushed me back a bit and reached for my renewed erection.
“Please” she breathed. “I need you in me. Please fuck me.”
Im not a big guy really, only a little better than average, but I could tell from my time in her tunnel that I was going to be a tight fit. I knew that she had had at least one serious boyfriend while working for me, so I was reasonably sure she wasnt a virgin. Not to mention that amazing blowjob. This is also the point that my reason tried one last desperate attept to stop me. ‘I havent actually fucked her yet,’ I thought. ‘If I stop now I’ll be safe.’ My little brain knew that it was bullshit just as much as my big brain did. And it was getting more of my blood flow at that moment, so it won the argument.
“I don’t have any condoms” I stammered while at the same time getting positioned between her legs.
“It’s ok” she said. “I told you Ive wanted this for a while. Im on the pill. Please, I need you. Just go slow.”
And with that, my very last barrier was breached. I positioned myself at her entrance and slowly pushed in as I leaned down to kiss her. She moaned into my mouth as I pushed my head all the way in and started a slow back and forth motion sliding a bit more of my length in her with each push. I was in heaven feeling her stretch around me to let more in. Then, all of a sudden, I hit her barrier, and froze. My eyes snapped wide open.
“You’re a still a virgin?” I asked with suprise in my voice.
“Yes, is that a problem?” she asked. “I wont be in a minute if you just keep going.” A lustfull look in her eyes.
“It’s not a problem. It’s just… are you sure you want me to be the one who…”
“I’m sure” she interupted. “I want this. I want you to have my virginity. Please, make me a woman.”
“As long as you’re sure” I said, unsure I could have stopped myself anyway. “This is going to hurt a bit.”
“I know. I’m ready”
I took several slow strokes. Pulling almost all the way out before pushing back up to her hymen. As I pulled out for the last time, I said “here we go”, and plunged into her. Tearing through her barrier and seating the rest of my length in her to the hilt. She yelped as I broke her and tears began to seep from her closed eyes. I didnt move inside her. I just held her to me and kissed her tears. “I wont move till you tell me you are ready” I said. She nodded into my chest. Her tunnel holding me like a velvet vice. It was pure bliss just being joined like this.
After a while, she opened her eyes and looked up at me. “Ok” she said, “but go slow.”
I began long, slow strokes. Taking nearly 10 seconds per trip either way. Her soft panting carried both painfull and lustfull tones. I could feel her tunnal getting used to my intrusion. The slippery friction driving me up and over the wall. It didnt take long for her to start to thrust her hips up to meet me. I quickened my pace, panting with the exertion and bliss.
“Oh my God” she practically growled. “You feel so good inside me. Faster, harder.”
I sped up till I was hammering into her. Her breasts bouncing with each thrust. She was nearly screaming each time I hit bottom. All at once, I pulled out and flipped her over. I pulled her up to her knees and drove back in, slamming her hard from behind. She was yelping “yes!” with each thrust. Suddenly, she clamped down on me like a vice. I couldn’t move in or out of her. The convultions running through her pussy were like lightening running up my shaft. I swear her wail would have shattered the windows if she wasnt face down in a pillow.
When I could move again, I pulled out and rolled onto my back, pulling her on top of me. I re-entered her pussy and continued pistoning up into her. I hugged her tightly to my chest as she seemed to have gone semiconciouse after her orgasm. I could feel the tingling building as I got closer.
She seemed to come around after a bit and pushed up on her elbows, looking into my eyes. “I’m getting real close, baby” I panted. She started rocking her hips down to meet my thrusts.
“Give it too me. Fill me right up” she moaned. “I’m getting close agaaaaaaaa..”
Her pussy slammed down on my cock again, just as I thrust in as deep as I could. The vibrations of her pussy were all I needed to finish. my seed blasted out of my cock in blazing torents deep in her love tunnel. We both just sort of clung to each other as we rode out are respective orgasms. Then collapsed, her laying on top of me. My member defalting slowly while still in her. Both of us gasping for air through the euphoria.
“Thank you.” I heard her mumble before her breathing took on the slow rythm of sleep. I had just enough energy left to pull a blanket over us before I passed out myself. My last thoughts were of how wonderfull it was to have this lovely young thing lying on me with our juices running out of her pussy between us.

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