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Day: February 18, 2019

Madison Semmes

Thanks to a dedicated Alex Hawk fan, I’ve added the last two stories about Madison. The year still isn’t complete (just one more month) but Alex didn’t finish it.

In my humble opinion, everything about Madison is already written, so I don’t feel any need to create the final story myself. But hey! If you want to do it, be my guest, let me know and I’ll probably add it.

So, enjoy the last two stories and stay tuned for The Magnificent Zafar – Part two. It’s starting to come along now, but still needs some work.

Thanks Jeff!!

A Year in the Life of Madison Semmes – Part 11 – March

A Year in the Life of Madison Semmes – Part 11 – March
By
Alex Hawk

March was always my favorite month of the year. Why? Because March 3rd was my birthday! Yes, as of this month, three weeks ago, actually, I was thirteen! I was officially a teenager!

Also, I was a very horny teenager.

I’d hardly been laid at all since my return from the ski slopes. I was down to getting some penis about four or five times a week instead of a couple times a day. There were lots of reasons for this (my brother was busy with after-school stuff, Lucien was dating someone, Scott was… well, Scott, etc), but it all boiled down to me needing to get some more often.

One Saturday morning I was hanging around the house alone (Jacob was off at a friend’s house, and my parents were out shopping). I heard the sound of a big truck moving by and then stopping a couple houses down. Curious, I got up and went outside where I saw a U-Haul pulling into the driveway of an empty house two doors down from us.

My curiosity satisfied, I was about to turn and go inside when I saw someone get out of the passenger side of the truck. My eyebrows shot up. He was a boy, probably not too much older than me. He had short, brown hair, a fine looking body and a cute face. Suddenly I had a feeling I’d be able to get laid a lot more. True, after playing with Zach I’d thought I’d look for love first and a fuck second, but, well, I was REALLY horny!

I went back to my bedroom, fingered myself silly and tried to figure out how to meet this amazing-looking boy. Eventually I hit on a plan. I’d just go over there, introduce myself, offer to help unpack, find a way to get the boy to himself, then mount up and go for a ride. Perfect!

The next morning I woke up at about 10:00am. My parents were working on the garden in our backyard and Jacob was still gone at his friend’s house (that would be his friend, Sean, who was terribly cute, had just turned twelve, and needed to stop being a virgin soon). I had some breakfast, got cleaned up and put on some nice clothes. Then I snagged my bike and went outside.

My plan was quickly derailed. First, the U-Haul was already gone. Second, I didn’t see any cars or anything like that in front of the house. On the other hand, I did see the hot boy sitting on the patio talking on his cell phone. Grinning, I rode up towards him, getting there as he hung up.

“Hi,” I said once within range.

“Hey.”

“I’m Madison. I saw you guys moving in yesterday.”

“Cool. I’m Brandon.”

I parked my bike and walked up to shake his hand. He had nice hands.

“Well, welcome to the neighborhood.”

“Thanks.”

“You need any help unpacking or anything…?”

He shook his lovely face. “No, we got most of the important stuff packed last night. My parents are just returning the truck and getting a few more boxes from our storage unit.”

“Oh, ok.”

“You wanna see our place?”

“Sure.”

I followed Brandon inside, my eyes fixed onto his firm, gorgeous ass. I pictured my hands holding onto it as he fucked me, sending a nice little thrill through my newly teenage body.

“So you have any brothers or sisters?” I asked as we toured through his family’s new house. The furniture was all in place as were some of the books and things. Not a lot of nick-nacks positioned yet, though.

“No, I’m an only child. You?”

“One brother.”

“That’s cool.”

We wound up the tour in his bedroom, which was fine with me. I looked around, seeing not one, but two shelves filled with trophies, ribbons and the like.

“Nice,” I said, looking at them. “What are these all for?”

“Little League and swimming. Mostly Little League.”

“Oh, really? That’s cool.” Baseball and swimming. That went a long way to explaining Brandon’s incredible body.

“Yeah. You play any sports?”

I shook my head and sat down on his bed. “I tried to a couple times, but sports pretty much bores me.”

“Oh, ok. I can understand that.”

“How old are you?”

“Fourteen. You?”

“Thirteen.”

“That’s cool.” Brandon sat down next to me on the bed. “You got a boyfriend?”

“Nope. You got a girlfriend?”

“Nope.”

“Poor us,” I said with a little smile.

“Yeah,” he said back, a little gleam in his eye. “Just two single people stuck here together.”

“You know what?”

“What?” he asked, moving a little closer.

“I really want you to fuck me,” I said.

Grinning, Brandon said, “You welcome all the guys to your block that way?”

“Only the really hot ones.” I leaned forward and kissed him. He kissed me back with some real skill.

After breaking the kiss, Brandon said, “You looking for a relationship, or just a quick lay?”

“Friends with benefits?” I suggested.

“Cool.” We kissed some more.

“So how many girls you fucked?” I asked, pretty sure he wasn’t a virgin.

“Three. How many boys?”

“More than three,” I said with a little grin.

“Cool,” he said, laughing. “I don’t like doing it with virgins.”

We kissed some more and I started unbuttoning his shirt, then pulled it off, revealing a smooth, tanned, hairless chest with a bit more definition than I was used to.

“God, you’re fucking hot,” I whispered, leaning down to suck one of Brandon’s nipples.

He responded by pulling off my shirt and grinning when he saw I wasn’t wearing a bra. “You’re not bad yourself.”

We kissed again, his bare chest pressing against my bare breasts, and then he pushed me slowly onto my back. Once I was there he kept kissing me and slid a hand up inside my skirt, grinning once more when he found out I wasn’t wearing any panties.

“You came prepared, didn’t you?” he asked, sliding a finger slowly inside my vagina.

“Ah… oh, yes. I knew what I wanted.”

“Mmmm… you’re nice and tight. How many dicks have you had in here?”

“More than five,” I said.

He laughed and pulled off my skirt. “Cool. Damn, nice body.”

“Thank you.”

I then gasped a little as Brandon dipped his head and started licking my clit as he kept fingering me. I moaned and ran my fingers through his hair. It was a nice thing not to have to teach a guy how to go down on me.

Brandon’s other hand had apparently been busy unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans. I found this out when he got up on his knees and they were already open. He kicked them aside and then made a great presentation of lowering his boxers, revealing a very hard, shaved, cut, penis that looked probably about five-and-a-half inches or so.

“You one of those girls who likes giving head?”

“Fuck, yeah. Bring that thing up here.”

Brandon giggled and moved up towards my face. I lifted my head up and wrapped my mouth eagerly around his penis, savoring the sensation of having it inside my mouth. My hands travelled back onto that ass I’d been drooling over earlier and rested there, enjoying the feeling of the muscles moving.

“Mmmm… fuck,” he mumbled, moving his hips slowly. “Damn, you give good head.”

I licked my tongue down the shaft of Brandon’s penis and then pulled my mouth off. Looking up at him I said, “You should see how that feels inside other parts of me.”

“Your ear?” he suggested.

“I don’t do aural sex.”

Brandon laughed and said, “Let me just get on a condom.” He reached into his nightstand and pulled out a small packet.

I put a hand on his arm. “You don’t need one. I’m on the Pill.”

He shook his head. “I always use condoms anyhow. I’ve never fucked a girl without one.” He looked at me. “If you want, we can do other stuff, but I gotta wear a condom when I fuck you.”

I shrugged, and said, “Alright.” Secretly I was kind of curious to see what it would be like to get fucked by a boy wearing a condom. Lucien had put one on our first time, but had taken it off once he figured out he couldn’t get me pregnant.

Brandon unrolled the condom onto his penis. It was blue and, I must admit, looked kind of hot since it was the only thing he was wearing. He gave himself a couple strokes.

“Ready?”

“Yeah. You want to be on top?”

“Sure, if you don’t mind.”

I laid back and spread my legs high and wide. “Does that answer your question?”

Laughing again, he said, “I like you, Madison. You’re cool.”

“You are, too. Now please fuck me.”

Laughing once more, Brandon said, “Well, if you insist.”

“Oh, I do.”

Brandon got on top of me and started kissing me. He reached down between our bodies and lined himself up, then very slowly started to slide his condom-covered, fourteen-year-old penis into my thirteen-year-old vagina. Once he was all the way in, he lifted his face off mine.

“Fuck, it’s nice inside here. How many dicks you had in here before mine?”

I giggled. “More than seven.”

“Damn.” He sucked one of my nipples for a moment and then kissed me some more before he started very slowly fucking me.

Brandon had an interesting style of fucking, I noticed quickly. Basically he wrapped his body around mine, pushed his penis as deep inside me as it could go and then barely moved at all after that. All he really did was shift his weight around rather than thrusting. I wouldn’t have thought it would do anything for me, but it really did, especially since so much of him was against me.

I held Brandon’s naked body tightly as we kept fucking. He buried his head in my shoulder and my eyes fell on the small diamond earring he was wearing. I was jealous for a moment, cause it was nicer than any I had. On the other hand, I was getting fucked by him, and I strongly doubted that was something he could do to himself.

After about five minutes of screwing me in this odd, but amazing, body-wrap method, Brandon disengaged himself and stretched his body over me. He held himself up like he was doing push-ups and started fucking me with deep, long strokes. I moaned and grabbed at his ass, rolling my eyes back into my head as the pleasure swept through me.

I then moved my eyes onto Brandon’s beautiful nude body and watched him fuck me. God, it was spectacular, and provided the last bit of incentive I needed to cum. I sat up a bit and held him tight as, with me moaning loudly in pleasure, my orgasm hit, sending waves of pleasure through my convulsing vagina and out through my head. It wasn’t the best cum I’d ever had, but it was in the top ten.

When I was done cumming, I fell back onto Brandon’s bed, breathing hard. He looked down at me.

“You came, right?”

“Oh, god, yes.”

“Good.” With that he started fucking me good and hard and, after about thirty seconds, gave a moan of his own, then pushed deep inside me as his penis began to spurt, filling the condom with his teenage sperm. It was the first time I’d been denied a boy’s cum. It left me feeling vaguely incomplete, though not dissatisfied by any means.

Once he was done cumming, Brandon got off me. He unrolled the condom from his penis and tossed it onto the floor.

“That,” he said with a kiss to my cheek. “was fucking hot. You’re a great lay.”

“Better than the other three girls?” I asked with a coy smile.

“Oh, yes. Two of them were virgins and the other one just wanted me for my cherry.”

“So did I, really.”

“Yeah, but you were really into it. I could tell.”

“Cool.”

“Was I better than the… how many was it?”

I laughed. “Nine, if you have to know. You’re number ten.”

“Wow, really? And you’re only thirteen?”

“I’ve had a busy year.”

“I guess!”

Brandon’s penis was still hard. I took it in my hand and stroked it slowly. “When was your first time?”

“Back last year right after the Little League playoffs. I pitched a no-hitter and my best friend’s sister though that was hot, I guess. She was sixteen and really hot and wanted to get my virginity.”

“So kind-hearted guy that you are, you let her have it?”

“Yep.”

“So nice of you.”

“I thought so,” he said with a little wink.

I straddled his waist, keeping his penis in front of me. I kept stroking it slowly. “Lucky girl,” I said.

“Yeah. What was your first time?”

I told him an edited version of my first time, leaving out any mention of Jacob and the interruptions from Kyle was Lucien and I screwed. I didn’t think I was ready to wow him with stories of incest just yet.

By the time I’d finished my story, he was leaking quite a lot of pre-cum and was reaching up to play with my breasts. I leaned down and kissed him.

“So you really never had this thing inside a girl without a condom?” I asked, continuing to play with his penis.

“Not once.”

“Never curious?”

Brandon shrugged. “A little. But it’s not worth a baby.”

I rubbed the tip of his bare penis gently, teasingly, against the entrance to my vagina. “You know I’m on the Pill, right?”

“Yeah, I remember,” he mumbled, looking down to our genitals.

“So, you want to find out?” I asked, lowering myself just enough to let the tip of his penis slide into me.

“Ah…” he gasped. “Uh… we really shouldn’t. I don’t want to take a risk…”

“There’s no real risk. If you want to, you can always pull out before you cum.”

“Yeah… I guess I could…”

I lowered myself down a little more, so that half of Brandon’s penis was inside my vagina. “You’re running out of time to say no,” I pointed out.

“Oh… yeah, I know…”

I lifted my body up a bit so that he slid most of the way out, and then lowered back down so that his entire bare teenage penis was inside my vagina. I hadn’t taken his virginity, but at least I’d be the first girl he fucked without a condom.

“Too late to say no now,” I said with a smile.

“Yeah… god, yeah…”

“You like it?”

He nodded. “Jesus, that’s so much better than with a condom…”

I leaned down to kiss him. “Glad you like it,” I said, and then sat back up and started riding him good. As I did, I watched him moving under me. His head was thrown back and his eyes were closed, his mouth open.

“Madison…?” he said after about three minutes. “Uh… oh, god… I’m gonna cum soon…”

“Cool!” I started riding him faster in case he got any notions about pulling out of me. I didn’t know if he did or didn’t, but I certainly did know when he came, since he moaned, pushed so hard into me he lifted me off the bed and, of course, I felt his sperm shooting into my vagina where it belonged, not into some stupid latex sleeve.

“And how was that?” I asked, keeping him inside me.

“That… wow, that was… really good.” He looked up at me. “You’re a really fucking great lay, have I mentioned that?”

“You have.”

“Good.”

I kissed him. He kissed back and within a few minutes I was on my back, him fucking me like he had before, but without the condom. His penis hadn’t left my vagina since he came and if I had my way, it wouldn’t be leaving again any time soon.

END

Copyright 2009 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.

Ok, it wasn’t much of a story as far as length, but I hope you all liked it. If you’re good, I might later post up a pic of the boy who inspired Brandon. If you’re good. ?

A Year in the Life of Madison Semmes – Part 10 – February

January 15, 2009

A Year in the Life of Madison Semmes – Part 10 – February
By
Alex Hawk

February rolled around. Next month, on March 3rd to be exact, I’d turn thirteen. I was almost a teenager! I hoped to seduce at least one more boy before that happened, but I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to.

See, my parents had decided they were going to take all of us to a ski resort in Colorado for a week. I wasn’t really looking forward to it. I knew when I was at the beach during the summer, I’d probably find a few hot boys, and I found Jack. At a ski resort? Who knew? On the plus side, my parents let Jacob and I have a room together (only one bed, too!), so at least I’d get plenty of dick from my brother.

The first night we were there, Jacob and I screwed ourselves silly, then went to sleep after getting dressed again. That morning we got up early, fucked, had breakfast and then went with our parents out to the slopes.

This was when I learned that I didn’t like skiing or snowboarding. Oh, I tried hard to get into it, but it really wasn’t doing it for me. It seemed like a lot of hiking, then a lot of doing downhill fast, worried that I’d hit something. It wasn’t for me.

So the next morning, when the time came for us to hit the slopes, I begged off. My parents were unhappy about it, but I said I was just going to kick around the lodge and read. They didn’t give me too much trouble, but it was clear they were disappointed. Jacob didn’t react much. I think he really enjoyed being out there and didn’t care if I was there or not.

True to what I’d said, I did want to spend at least some time reading. I grabbed a book that I’d brought with me and went to the lobby to hang out by the fireplace and read. I’d just gotten comfortable when I saw the boy.

He was Asian, and probably about thirteen or fourteen. He was slim, very cute and had his right arm in a cast. My little mind began spinning.

“That looks fun,” I said as he sat down on a seat a few feet from me.

The boy looked at his cast. “Yeah, not really,” he said with a little grin.

“What happened? Skiing gone bad?”

He shook his head. “No, this happened last week before we came out here. I fell off my skateboard,” he said, looking embarrassed.

I laughed a little. “That sucks.”

“Yeah, and we’d already paid for the trip, so we came out here anyhow.” He shrugged. “I tried going out and snowboarding, but the cold makes my arm hurt too much.”

“That blows.” I moved over to sit next to him. “I’m Madison.”

“I’m Zeke.”

“Nice to meet you.”

We shook hands. He said, “So what’s your story?”

“I learned yesterday that I’m a summer girl.”

Zeke laughed. “Don’t like the snow, huh?”

“No, not at all.”

“How old are you?”

“Thirteen,” I said. “Next month, anyhow.”

“Cool, I’m fourteen.”

“Cool.”

Zeke and I talked with each other for a little bit, just making conversation. Turned out he was from Ohio and his family came out here almost every year. I also learned that he didn’t have a girlfriend, though as near as I could tell he was straight, since he seemed to be checking me out a lot.

After about an hour of us talking, Zeke said, “Hey, I gotta get back to my room real quick.”

“Oh, ok. You want some company?”

“Sure.”

We talked some more as we walked up the stairs to his room. He struggled a little bit with the door, but finally managed to get it open.

“That must be a bitch when you’re trying to jerk off,” I said as we walked into the room.

Zeke paused and then burst out laughing. “Jeez… yeah, it does make it difficult. This is actually the hand I use for it,” he said. “I’ll be right back,” he added, ducking into the bathroom.

I sat down on the bed, waiting. I thought about taking off my clothes and being naked when he came in, but that might’ve scared him off.

Zeke came out of the bathroom after a couple minutes. I smiled at him.

“So can we hang out up here for a bit?” I asked. “It was too warm down there by the fire.”

“Sure.”

“Cool.” I patted the spot next to me on the bed. Zeke sat down and we started chatting again.

After about a half hour, I said, “You know, Zeke, you’re a really cool guy. I’m glad I met you here.”

“Thanks, you’re cool, too.”

“Cool.” I looked him in the eyes and then leaned forward and started kissing him.

After a couple minutes of kissing, Zeke said, “Yeah, this is better than snowboarding.”

I laughed and began kissing him again. Then I pushed him down onto the bed and straddled his waist as we kept kissing. I wasn’t going to go any farther than that, at least not yet.

I moved over so that I was laying next to him and broke the kiss. “You might be so frustrated not being able to jerk off.”

Zeke laughed a little nervously. “Yeah, well…”

I started kissing him again and moved a hand down his body to his pants. I began unzipping and unbuttoning them. Zeke seemed a little startled, but didn’t say or do anything to stop me. Once his pants were open, I reached inside and pulled out his very stiff penis, already leaking pre-cum. It was a little under four inches, crowned by just a bit of pubic hair and very nice.

“Since you can’t jerk off,” I said, stroking him slowly. “How about I do it for you?”

“Ah… ok.”

I resumed kissing Zeke while masturbating him slowly and steadily. I didn’t want him to cum too fast, though I knew he probably would. I thought about going down on him or riding him, but I thought it might be more fun to just make him cum this way first.

We kissed a little longer, me edging him ever closer to orgasm. Then, as his body began to tense and it was clear he was about to cum, I quickly moved my face down, wrapping my mouth around the tip of his penis as his sperm shot out. I swallowed all of it easily and then sat back, wiped my mouth on the back of my hand and grinned at him.

Still breathing hard, Zeke looked up at me, eyes wide. After trying to talk a couple times, he finally said, “Well… that was a hell of a kiss.”

I laughed. “Yeah. Well, you’re a hell of a guy.” I leaned down and kissed him lightly on the lips. I looked at the clock by his bed. “I should get back downstairs. My parents might be looking for me. You’re here all week, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Cool, me, too. I’m sure I’ll see you tomorrow.” I gave him another kiss, stood up, walked towards the door, paused and said, “And pull up your pants.” Then I winked at him and left.

I spent the rest of the day horny until I was finally able to hook up with Jacob later that night and get fucked three times before drifting off into a happy sleep.

***

The next morning I briefly went out with my parents and tried skiing again. It didn’t take me long at all to decide that, yeah, I really didn’t like it and would much rather be spending time getting to know Zeke better. So I told my parents I was heading back to the lodge. They weren’t too happy, but they didn’t seem that broken up about it. They were generally good about not forcing Jacob and I into things we didn’t really want to do.

I got back to the lodge, stowed my gear, changed into something other than ski clothes and went down to the lobby. Zeke was easy to spot; sitting by the fireplace, nose in a book. I came up behind him and kissed his ear, saying, “Guess who?”

Zeke jumped a bit, and then looked at me. He smiled. “Oh, hey, hi, Madison.”

“Hi.” I came around and sat next to him. “How are you this morning?”

I shrugged. “I tried skiing again earlier. Still not my thing.”

Zeke giggled. “So why did you do it again?”

“Gotta humor my parents.”

“Oh, ok.”

The two of us lapsed into conversation. I found that I was actually enjoying spending time fully clothed with Zeke, which was a nice thing. I mean, I always liked that with my collection of boys, but it seemed especially nice in this case.

This wasn’t to say that I didn’t want to fuck him stupid, cause I certainly did. In fact, I figured it was time to start moving things that direction.

“Hey, I gotta go get something from my room. Come with me?”

“Sure,” Zeke said.

We trekked up to the room I shared with Jacob. “Excuse the mess,” I said as I let him in. Pointing at some of Jacob’s clothes on the floor, I said, “I have to share the room with my brother and he’s kind of a slob.”

“It’s ok.”

I put my arms around Zeke’s waist and pulled him into a kiss. “I didn’t need to grab anything in here. Well, other than you.”

“Cool,” he said with a shy grin.

I pushed Zeke onto the bed and we started making out. It was really just kissing with our hands vaguely roaming around behind each other. I wasn’t sure what was motivating me to take it as slow as I was, but I was enjoying it, and that’s what mattered.

Which wasn’t to say that I didn’t want to move things forward. I certainly did. So I started tugging at Zeke’s shirt and eventually got it off him. Once that was done, I sat up, took off my t-shirt and bra and smiled at him.

“What do you think?”

“Wow, you look beautiful.”

“Thank you, so do you.” I took one of his hands and put it on one of my breasts, then lay down and started kissing him again. He mostly just kept his hand still, but eventually started rubbing and kneading, which felt good.

As we kissed, I pushed Zeke onto his back and straddled his waist. Continuing to kiss him I started working on his pants, eventually extracting his beautiful penis. I scooted back and took it in my hand. Wiggling my eyebrows at him, I said, “You’ll like this,” then lowered my mouth around it.

“Oh… oh, wow, Madison…” whispered Zeke as he got his first blowjob.

I blew Zeke for a minute or two, and was about to warn him to let me know before he came when he said, “Wait… stop, Madison… stop for a second…”

I lifted up my face. “Something wrong?”

“No, I just don’t want to cum too soon.” He smiled shyly. “I want to make you feel good, too.”

“Oh, ok!” I smiled sweetly at him. “How do you want to do that?”

“Uhm… I don’t know. What would you like?”

“Well, first, take off the rest of your clothes. I want to see you naked.”

“Ok.” He stood up and took his shoes, socks, pants and underwear off and stood naked by the bed. “Like this?”

“Yeah. You look really sexy,” I said.

“Thanks. So what else?”

“Well, let me get undressed.” I quickly shed my clothes and lay back down on the bed. Patting the space next to me, I said, “Lay down.”

“Ok,” Zeke said, his eyes sliding all over my body.

Once he was lying down next to me we started kissing again, this time fully nude. I took one of his hands and placed it against my vagina.

“Rub gently, ok?”

“Ok.”

Zeke began moving his hand slowly, uncertainly. I gave a contented little sigh, which seemed to boost his confidence. Then I moved a hand back to squeeze his bare ass and said, “Yeah, that’s good.”

“It is?”

“Yeah.”

“Ok.”

“Put a finger inside.”

“Inside?” he echoed. “How?”

I took hold of his hand and extended one of his fingers, guiding it into my vagina. “Like that.”

“Oh, wow…”

“You like that?” I asked, kissing him some more.

“Oh, yes…”

We made out like this for another ten minutes or so; my hand on his ass, his finger in my vagina and our mouths locked and I found myself in an odd mental place. I was really comfortable around Zeke. Usually with the boys I screwed, I just got them naked, hopped onto their penis and did my thing, but I was really having a good time just taking it slow with Zeke.

Which wasn’t to say that I didn’t want to get fucked by him, cause I really, really did! He was a sweet, cute, virgin boy, after all. How could I NOT want to get him inside me where he belonged?

“Is there anything else I can do to make you feel good?” Zeke asked eventually.

“Yes. How would you like to try going down on me?” I asked, feeling vaguely shy.

“Like… put my mouth down here?” he said, wiggling his finger inside me.

“Oh… yeah… down there. If you want.”

“Ok, sure. How do I do it?”

“Well, first take your finger out.” He did. I lay on my back and spread my legs. “Now get your face down there and lick everything that looks interesting.”

“Ok.” Zeke looked nervous, but game. He got between my legs and lowered his head down. Sticking out his tongue, he moved his head forward until he hit my clitoris. He gave it a little lick, then started licking everything in sight.

I moaned and quivered as Zeke’s tongue worked its magic between my legs. This was another advantage, I thought as I gripped the blankets, to not just hopping onto a boy’s penis. It gave him the chance to pleasure me in other ways.

A couple minutes into Zeke’s oralizing and I could take no more. I hadn’t planned to take his virginity today; I’d planned to give him a blowjob until he came. But now I found myself needing to have him inside me.

“Zeke!” I gasped. “Zeke, stop for a bit.”

“What’s wrong?” he asked, wiping his face on his hand as he looked up.

“Nothing. Come here. Get on top of me.”

“On top…? Wait, are we going to…?”

I nodded. “Yes. Please. If you want to.”

“Ok,” he said, moving awkwardly. “I’ve never done it before, though.”

“It’s ok. I have. I know what to do.”

“Alright.” He settled himself down on top of me, his stiff penis brushing against my vagina. “So what do I do?”

I reached between our bodies and took Zeke’s penis in hand, lining him up, dimly aware that this was probably the last virgin I’d have before I became a teenager next month.

“Just push forward and down and you’ll be in.”

“Ok,” he said, a nervous tremor in his voice. “Uh…do I need a condom or something?”

“No, I’m on the Pill. Besides, it’s better without.”

“Ok.”

“So put it in,” I said with a little smile.

Zeke smiled back and nodded. Taking a deep breath, he tensed on top of me, then started to push, slowly sliding his fourteen-year-old virgin penis into place inside my twelve-year-old vagina. A look of pure bliss crossed his face.

“Oh, god, Madison… oh, this feels so…” He paused, swallowing and trying to calm himself, then said, “So perfect.”

Kissing him, I said, “Oh, yes. Very perfect. Now start moving it in and out, ok?”

“Ok.”

I moved my hands back onto Zeke’s ass as he moved slowly on top of me, his eyes closed, his lips parted. God, he looked so sexy! I wondered vaguely if all Asian boys looked so hot when they fucked.

Zeke started moving faster and whispered, “Oh… I won’t be able to… I’m gonna… cum soon…”

“Do it,” I whispered, kissing him. In the back of my head I wondered what it might be like if the birth control pills failed and he somehow got me pregnant. Then again, given how many boys had pumped their sperm into me over the last few months when I wasn’t on the Pill, and didn’t get me pregnant, I didn’t think this was too likely.

Zeke moaned and pushed deep inside me, his face screwed up in pleasure as his penis jerked within my vagina, sending his sperm deep into my body. It was so hot watching him that I almost came myself, though not quite.

I held Zeke’s naked, panting body close as he finished cumming inside me. I hadn’t planned to take his virginity today, but I was thoroughly happy that I had.

We had time for a second fuck that day and did. Then Jacob fucked me a couple times that night. For the rest of the week I alternated between the two; Jacob screwing me a time or two each night while Zeke fucked me during the day. God, it was heaven!

But all good things came to an end. Zeke and his family left the day before my family did. We managed one quick fuck before he left, traded email addresses and promised to stay in touch. I wondered if we would.

I also wondered something else. I’d developed a bond, however slight and brief, with Zeke during our time together. In the back of my mind I wondered if random sex with cute virgin boys would be enough for me now, or if I’d want something more?
Time would tell.

END

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