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Flirting

Incest, Siblings, Straight, Teens |

October 20, 2008

Flirting
By
Alex Hawk

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Based on a true story! Two siblings start teasing and flirting with each other. Soon things get really moving.
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I sat in my bedroom, trying to do my homework and tune out what was happening in the bedroom of my thirteen-year-old sister, Reilly. The noises were really distracting me from my chemistry assignment. I was having enough trouble in the class; I didn’t need to make it worse by not getting my homework right.
Finally after my fifth attempt at writing out the chemical formula for dihydrogen-monoxide, I gave up and stormed over to her bedroom door. I threw it open and looked at the bed where she and my fourteen-year-old best friend, Jake, were buck naked. He was on top of Reilly, fucking her brains out.

“Hey!” I snarled. Both kids looked up. I could see Jake’s penis disappearing into my sister’s vagina. It was a penis I knew well. He was close to my age, I was fifteen, and we’d known each other for a long time. We’d seen each other naked a lot and used to jerk and suck each other on a daily basis before we started fucking girls. Hell, we even still did it sometimes, though not lately. Not since he started fucking my sister. That would have just been weird.
I continued with, “You two can fuck all you want, but PLEASE keep the noise down!”

Jake turned bright red. “Sorry, dude.”

“Sorry, Mike,” my sister said from under Jake’s body.

“Well, alright,” I said, trying to ignore the hard on I was developing. “Just keep it down.”

I walked out of the room, shutting the door behind me, and tromped into my bedroom. Soon as I got there I very quickly beat off, remembering the girls I’d fucked, the fun I’d had with Jake and, much to my annoyance, remembering what it had looked like to see Jake fucking my sister. I’d seen them fuck a couple times before, but for some reason it was hitting me really hard this time. I even came while thinking about it.

Once I was done cumming, I returned to my homework and was actually able to make quite a bit of progress. About thirty minutes after I’d started there was a knock at my door.

“Who is it?”

“Jake.”

“Come in.”

He walked in, fully dressed and looking slightly abashed. “Sorry about all the noise, man. Reilly just really gets into it when we fuck.”

“Yeah, yeah.” I waved a hand. “I don’t really want to hear all the details. Or anything.”

“Yeah, I know.” He grinned a little. “Sorry again. You want me to give you a blowjob to make up for it?”

My penis twitched a little at the idea. Jake gave killer head. I thought for a few seconds and then shook my head. “No, I really gotta get back to work here.”

“Ok. Well, I’ll see you next time I wanna bang your sister,” he said with a little grin as he left my bedroom.

I rolled my eyes and got back to my homework, only to be interrupted a few minutes later by the sound of another knock on my door.
Sighing, I said, “Come in, Reilly.”

Reilly opened the door and walked in. She was wearing a short nightie that didn’t leave too much to the imagination.

“Sorry, Mike, for all the noise we were making,” she began as she sat down on my bed.

“It’s ok,” I said with a little shrug. “I remember when I was fucking Kim a few months ago and made lots of noise and pissed you off. I guess it’s just tit for tat.”

“Yeah,” she said with a little laugh. “Yeah, I remember that. That’s how I first learned you were getting laid.”

I grinned a little. “Yeah. Kim was fun in the sack.”

“I bet. Mike’s pretty fun in the sack, too.”

“Is he the only boy you’ve been fucked by?”

Reilly shook her head. “No, I’ve had three others.”

“Slut,” I said, sticking my tongue out at her.

“Jerk,” she replied, sticking her tongue back at me. “How many girls you fucked?”

“Well… three…” I said with a little grin.

“Ok… slut.”

“Yeah, yeah.” I peered down a little. “At least I’m not hanging around without any panties on.”

My sister looked down. Her nighty had ridden up enough to give me a nice little view. “Yeah, well, it’s not like it’s something you haven’t seen before.”

“True.” I’d seen Jake fucking her today, and I’d seen him fuck her a few other times, too. I’d never seen her with anyone else, though. I smiled a little. “It IS nice to look at.”

“You really think so?”

“Yeah.”

“Then you’re a pervert.” Reilly stuck her tongue out.

“You’re a pervert for letting me see it.”

“Yeah, I guess so.” She shrugged. “Do you really think it looks nice?”

“Yeah. You look really nice, Reilly. If you weren’t my sister, I’d be poppin’ you.”

“Oh, gee, thanks,” she said, rolling her eyes. “What a nice thing to say.”

I laughed. “Well, what can I say? I’m a pervert, remember?”

“Yeah, I remember.” Reilly laid back on my bed a little, her nighty riding up a bit more. “What are you doing in here anyhow?”

“Chemistry homework.”

“Oh, how fun.”

“No kidding. I would have rather been doing a whole lot of other things.”

“Like having Mike blow you?” My sister was well aware of the relationship Mike and I had. It didn’t bother her. She’d talked sometimes about watching me and him get it on, but we’d never followed up on it.

“Yeah. That would’ve been a lot of fun,” I said, sighing with regret.

“You’re so gay,” Reilly said with a smirk.

“Oh, yeah? Is that why you’re parading around here with your pussy hanging out?” I said, gesturing towards her.

“Oh, this thing?” She lifted the nightgown and spread her legs in the “fuck me” position. “What, you getting some horrible pervert ideas or something?”

I snorted. “Don’t tempt me.”

“Don’t tempt you to what?”

“Keep lying there like that and you might find out.”

I should be clear at this point that this wasn’t the first time my sister and I had flirted around like this. Usually she’d been more clothed, but once she’d been completely naked and I’d just been in my underwear. It hadn’t gone anywhere, of course, but we’d had fun flirting nevertheless.

“Oh, really…” she said in a very dry voice. “Well, maybe I’ll just have to find out.”

“Maybe you will,” was my clever retort.

“Course you won’t have the guts to do anything,” Reilly said.

“Oh, yeah? Wanna bet?”

“Ok…” She pulled her nightgown completely off and laid back in the “fuck me” position again. “Come on, then, do something.”

Shrugging, I said, “Alright.” I figured I’d put my sister in her place using a fairly harmless technique. I moved towards her, sat down on the bed and reached out with a hand, placing it right onto one of her bare breasts. I massaged it gently, circled the areola with my fingers and then lightly tweaked her nipple before leaning down and kissing it lightly. Then I got up and went back to my chair, smirking slightly.

“See?” I said, looking at her somewhat surprised face. “Told you.”

Reilly recovered quickly. Rolling her eyes at me, she said, “That wasn’t much of much.”

“Yeah, well, I never promised I’d make you cum or something. I just said you’d find out what happened if you kept giving me ideas.”

“Uh-huh… well, that wasn’t much of an idea.”

“Never said it was,” I replied, smoothly.

At this point it was still feeling like nothing more than the usual flirting my sister and I had both done since we’d become sexually active. Granted, I’d never touched her when she was naked or anything like that, but still.

“So is that the ONLY idea you had, Mike?” Reilly said, getting up and moving towards me.

“No, not really.”

“What else was there?” she asked in husky voice as she sat down on my lap, facing me.

“Oh, there was one or two other things,” I admitted.

“Such as?”

My penis was, not surprisingly, very hard and my sister was sitting in such a way so that her vagina was resting almost directly above it. I flexed as hard as I could, making my erection twitch, hoping that it would be enough for her to notice. It was.

“Oh, ho! What have we here?” she asked, poking the bulge in my jeans.

“It’s what’s called a ‘penis’,” I said in a sarcastic tone.

“Oh, really? And what do you do with it?”

“Take it out and you’ll see,” I challenged.

To my slight surprise, Reilly reached down, unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and then rather awkwardly reached into my boxers, extracting my penis and letting it spring up into the air.

“Well,” my sister said as she looked at my erection for the first time. Though I’d seen her naked many times, she’d never seen me. “Now what did you plan to do with it?”

“I don’t know if I should tell you now,” I replied, my heart beating fast.

“Oh? Why not?”

“Because I don’t think you could handle it,” I said with a smirk.

“Oh, really?”

“Really, Reilly.”

She sneered. “I can handle anything you can dish out.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah.”

I snorted. “Then lay down on my bed and I’ll show you exactly what I plan to do with it.”

“Alright.” She got off me and laid down on my bed, legs spread wide. “I’m WAITING!”

I was dimly wondering in the back of my mind how far my sister planned to take this and how far I planned to take it. Needless to say, this was an odd situation. I was willing to go with it, though.

“So you wanna know what I plan to do with this, eh?” I said, holding my penis.

“Yep.”

“Ok.” Figuring that I’d give her a good long tease, I stood up and slowly got out of my clothes. Once I was naked I said, “Still wanna see?”

“Yep.”

Now I got down on my bed and knelt between my sister’s legs, penis sticking straight up. “What do you think my plan is?”

“I don’t know.”

“Could be anything,” I cautioned.

“I’m sure.”

“Could be this,” I let my penis drift along her thigh.

“Could be…”

“Could be this,” I said as I moved forward, poking my penis into her belly button.

“I hope it’s not that,” Reilly replied with a smile.

“Oh? What do you hope it is?”

“I don’t know… I’ll tell you when you get to it.”

“Hmmm…” I looked mock-serious. “Well… could be this,” I said as I moved down a little and poked the tip of my penis against her clitoris.

She sucked in her breath a little and nodded, “Yeah… it could be.”

My heart was really thudding at this point. Just how far WOULD I go? How far would Reilly LET me go? Taking a chance, I figured I’d try something. I poked the tip of my penis right into the entrance to my sister’s vagina. Not enough to really penetrate, just enough to let her know it was there. Then I sort of moved it around a little.

“Could be this,” I said.

“Yeah… yeah… it could be…” she managed to say, her eyes closed.

Swallowing a little, I said, “And, of course, it could also be this.” I steadied myself and very slowly pushed, watching as my fifteen-year-old penis sank slowly down into my little sister’s thirteen-year-old vagina. I pushed it all the way inside her and held it there.

“Oh… oh, yeah… oh….” She obviously liked that.

Struggling hard to control myself and thinking, “Jesus! I’m actually fucking my little sister!” She was tighter than most girls I’d fucked and really, really wet. I held steady and said, “Of course… there’s no way it could be this…”

“Why not…?” Reilly whispered.

“Because.” I very reluctantly and very slowly withdrew my penis from Reilly’s vagina. “Since you’re my sister, I can’t do anything nearly so naughty as that with you.” I grinned down at her, knowing I’d won.

“Oh… you… you jerk…” Reilly said as she sat herself up. “Oh, you total jerk.”

“Yep!” I stood up and moved back to my chair, sitting down and facing her, my penis still throbbing.

“Oh, I hate you,” she said.

“Oh, you mean you didn’t want me to stop?” I said in tones of great innocence.

I could see in my sister’s eyes a little battle being fought. Her desire to get fucked warring with her desire to make me look bad. Finally the lust won.

“Well… it wasn’t THAT bad,” she admitted.

“Oh, really?”

“Yeah. I mean, if you want to, you can keep doing it.”

“Oh, can I?”

“Yeah.”

“Hmmm… I don’t know if I really want to, though,” I said.

“Oh, I know you do.”

“Yeah? How do you know?”

“Because if you don’t want to, you won’t let me do this.” Reilly stood up and walked over to the chair. She straddled me again, just as she had before, but this time positioned herself so that her vagina sank down around my penis.

I let out a little breath of pleasure and pushed my penis deeper into my sister. “Yeah… yeah, you’re right.”

Reilly began ridding me as best as she could, but it was more than a little awkward fucking in my chair. Finally she said, “Let’s get on the bed.”

“Ok.”

My sister got off me and lay down on my bed. I got onto the bed with her, lowered myself down on top of her naked body and slowly, easily slipped my penis back into her waiting vagina. Once inside her I started fucking slowly, steadily, giving her as much pleasure as I could.

“Oh, yes,” Reilly whispered. She moved her hands down to cup my ass as I pumped her. “Oh, god, yes, Mike… fuck me… fuck me…”

Doing my best to ignore my sister’s cries (I didn’t want to cum too soon), I just kept fucking her at a good, steady rate. Then something crossed my mind.

“Reilly…?”

“Yeah…?”

“Are you… on the Pill…?”

“No… Jake always just… takes it out when… he cums…”

Much as I really, really loved the bare skin to bare skin sensation of having my penis inside my sister’s vagina, I knew it would be a bad idea to get any sperm in her. I’d already gotten one girl pregnant. She miscarried, thank goodness, but I didn’t want to go through that again. I slowly pulled out of Reilly and reached over to my nightstand.

“What are you doing?” she asked, watching me.

I pulled out a condom and unwrapped it, rolling it down around my penis. “Just being careful.”

“Oh… ok.”

Once the condom was snuggly on, I repositioned myself and slid back into my sister. It didn’t feel as good physically now, but it did feel better emotionally. Now our sex was just pure pleasure with no risk of pregnancy. THAT was much nicer!

I fucked my sister good and hard for a couple minutes in the missionary position, feeling the good sensations increase with each thrust. One nice thing about the condom was that it was delaying my orgasm. Without it I would have spurted long ago.

But it couldn’t delay it forever. Gasping and moaning with pleasure I buried my face in my sister’s shoulder as my penis began to convulse inside her wonderfully wet and tight young vagina, filling the condom with my sperm. It wasn’t the best orgasm I’d ever had, but it was damn close.

I held myself like that for about a minute before I finally pulled out of my sister’s vagina. I took the condom off my penis, tied it off and tossed it into the trash can before falling back onto the bed next to Reilly. We stared at each other for a few seconds and then started giggling like maniacs.

The way these stories normally go, my sister and I would start fucking regularly, forgoing all others and having a hell of a time together. Well, in reality we only had sex a few more times. The last time we did it, we didn’t have any condoms. We were both horny and fucked anyhow, but I wasn’t able to pull out in time and wound up cumming inside her. We both freaked and had a very tense time waiting to find out if she was pregnant. Thankfully she wasn’t, but it was still nerve-wracking, so we never did it again after that.

I still think fondly of those times we fucked. Now I’m married and have three kids, two of whom are teenagers. I wonder, sometimes in the dark of the night, if they’ll end up having a relationship with each other like my sister and I did.

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk. All rights reserved on planet Earth. If you live in Mars, well… go ahead and copy it.

So this was another true story. This one was told to me by an older man I met at my job. He and I go into talking about things in between takes and ended up discussing sex and our first times and stuff. Eventually I told him about how I lost my virginity to my sister and he told me about this. He showed me pictures of his sister and she’s still pretty damn fine! He also showed me pictures of his two teenage kids and, well, suffice to say that if they ARE fucking, they’re both damn lucky.
Got an interesting and TRUE first time or consenting incest story? Please send them to me! I might turn them into one of my stories! I’m also always looking for pictures of cute boys and girls, the fewer clothes the better! Refer to www.boblamb.com for the sort of things I’m after. Sometimes I get inspiration from these sorts of pics! Keep it legal, of course.
Also I’d REALLY like to see what sort of artists you all can be! Think you got the chops to illustrate one of my stories? Send along some samples and we’ll see what we can do! Either 3-D CGI pics, hentai style drawings or just standard drawings are more than welcome. I’m starting up a website, finally, and I’d like to have a gallery of art made by my fans.
Send any and all feedback or requests for my FAQ about me to jasoncrowwriter@hotmail.com (replaced Alex’ address which is no longer in use -JC-) ! Thanks muchly and I hope to hear from you soon! ^_^

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Nebraska is Boring

First Time, Pregnancy, Straight, Tweens |

October 16, 2008

Nebraska is Boring
By
Alex Hawk

I sat outside on the patio feeling depressed and lonely. I was twelve years old and had just moved with my family from Seattle down to Nebraska. We were out in some farming community in the middle of nowhere with a population of about a hundred. It was too hot, too dry and too boring. We’d only been here two days and I was already desperate to leave. If I was stuck here too much longer, I’d probably explode.

As I sat there looking out at the world a girl rode by on her bicycle. She looked at me as she passed and then turned around She rode back my way and stopped in front of my house, sitting there on her bike and looking at me.

After a couple moments of silence I said, “What?”

“Aren’t you supposed to say hello when you meet someone new?” she asked.

“You’re the one who rode up to me. Aren’t you supposed to say hello first?”

The girl shrugged. “Maybe.” She scooted forward with the bike and held out her hand. “I’m Kylie.”

“I’m Vincent,” I said, shaking hands with her. I looked her over as I did so. She was pretty cute. Not great, but cute. I’d only just recently discovered masturbation and started getting interested in girls, but I was still a total virgin.

“Cool. You just moved here?”

“Yeah.”

“Cool. You got a bike?”

“Yeah.”

“Go get it. We can go for a ride together.”

“Ok. Be right back.”

I went into the garage and got out my bike. I rode over to Kylie. “Ok, I’m ready.”

“Good. Follow me.” She started pedaling. I followed after her.

“So where we gonna go?”

“I thought I’d kind of show you around,” she replied.

“Ok.”

We rode around talking with each other as she showed me places. I learned that she was twelve, just like me, and was going to the same school I’d be attending in a couple weeks. She was really smart and really nice, which was cool. I wondered if she had a boyfriend.

Finally we came to a stop near a convenience store. She went in and bought a couple candy bars, coming out and giving me one of them.

“Thanks,” I said, tearing into it. I hadn’t had chocolate in a while.

“You’re welcome,” Kylie said.

“So what all do you do for fun around here? I haven’t seen that many kids our age.”

“There aren’t that many. Most everyone seems to be older or younger. There used to be a couple boys who lived in your place, but they moved away, of course.”

“What did you guys do for fun?”

“Lots of things,” she said with a little shrug. “We watched movies, rode our bikes, played video games, fucked, went swimming, went out fishing, stuff like that.”
I nodded and then stopped, feeling puzzled. “Wait. You… you guys… fucked?” I blushed a little saying the word in front of a girl.

“Yeah.”

“Like… actually for real?”

“Yes. Actually for real.”

“Like really for real?” I asked, still stunned.

Kylie rolled her eyes. “Are you always this stupid? Yes, really for real. Like they had their dicks in my pussy.”

“Oh,” I said weakly, my penis stiffening up. I leaned forward a little to hide it.

Kylie shrugged again. “It’s not like it’s a big deal. There’s not much to do out here, like I said.”

“Yeah, but… sex?”

“It’s fun,” she said simply and then looked over at me. “What, haven’t you done it before?”

“No, I haven’t,” I said, feeling a little uncomfortable.

“Oh.”

“How old were they?”

“Ross was thirteen and Brian was fifteen.”

“Wow.”

“Yeah.”

We kept riding, and I really wanted to ask her more about having sex, but she started talking about something else. By the time we were done talking and riding it was dark. We went back to my house and stood there near the porch saying goodnight.

“I had fun riding around today,” I said to her.

“Me, too. I’ll see you tomorrow!”

“Bye,” I said, watching as she rode off.

I went back into the house after parking my bike in the garage. I had to sit down and talk with my parents about my day and theirs. They were happy that I’d made a new friend. I was happy, too, and promptly jetted upstairs where I jerked off three times before I fell asleep, each time thinking about Kylie being fucked.

* * *

I was awakened at a little after nine to the sound of someone knocking at my window. I pulled open the curtain a touch and saw Kylie standing there. She waved at me and said, “Open the window!”

Still under the blanket I opened up the window. Kylie then surprised me by pushing it all the way open and crawling inside, flopping down onto my bed. I pulled the blanket up a little more, acutely aware of the fact that I was naked under it.

“You got your bed the same place Ross had his.”

“I do?”

“Yeah. I used to sneak in through his window at night sometimes and we’d fuck.”

“Oh,” I said weakly.

“Yep.” She stood up and looked around. “Your stuff is nicer than his, though.”

“Thanks.”

“So anyhow… you wanna go out riding again?”

“Sure. You mean now?”

“Yeah.”

“Ok.”

“Cool.”

Kylie just stood there. Finally I said, “Uh… I need to get dressed.”

“And?”

“And… I’m naked right now?”

“So?”

“So… maybe you should leave the room so I can get some clothes on?”

“Why?”

“Because I’m naked?” I was experiencing an odd sense of déjà vu.

“It’s not like I haven’t seen naked boys before,” Kylie said.

“Yeah, but…” I trailed off helplessly.

Kylie said, “Will it help you if I let you see me naked?”

“What?” I asked after a few seconds.

Kylie started undressing before my startled eyes. She tossed her shirt aside, pulled off her shorts and then removed her bra and panties as was now standing naked in my bedroom. She looked really, really hot. Her breasts were just starting to grow and she didn’t have any hair between her legs yet. I knew girls grew some, though, from pics I’d seen before. All I could see with Kylie was a small slit. If I hadn’t already been rock-hard, this would have done it.

“See? No big deal.”

“Right,” I said, clearing my throat.

“So?”

“I’ve just never been naked in front of a girl before,” I managed to say.

“Oh, it’s no big deal.” Kylie marched over and before I could stop her, she quickly grabbed hold of the blanket and yanked it off me, leaving my naked body exposed.

I squawked and covered my penis with my hands. “Hey!”

“Oh, no, no,” Kylie said, sitting on my legs and grabbing at my hands. “Come on, let me see it!”

“No!”

“Why not?”

“Because!”

“If you let me see your dick, I’ll let you stick it in my pussy.”

I blinked. “What?”

This distraction caused my hands to relax just enough for Kylie to pull them apart, exposing my very hard, still hairless, penis.

“There, see? That’s not so bad.” She looked down at it. “Pretty nice, too.”

“Thanks,” I mumbled, feeling myself blush.

Kylie took my penis in her hand and started stroking it, moving almost exactly like how I did when I masturbated. “Real nice.”

“Ah… thank you…” I whispered, the pleasure flooding through my body.

“You’re really still a virgin?”

“Yeah…” I was afraid to move, not knowing what she had planned, but desperately hoping.

Kylie scooted forward a little bit. She lifted herself up and I felt the tip of my erection brush against something. Then she lowered herself down and I watched, eyes wide, as Kylie’s hairless twelve-year-old vagina slid slowly down around my hard twelve-year-old virgin penis.

“There,” she said in a quiet tone as she settled herself down over me. “Now you’re not a virgin anymore.”

“Oh, god…” I could barely think. My mind was totally overwhelmed.

“What do you think?” Kylie asked, raising herself up a little and then lowering back down.

“It’s incredible,” I whispered. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I was actually getting laid! I could feel the warm, wet, wonderful textured tightness of Kylie’s vagina caressing my young penis as she moved up and down on me. It was the most wonderful thing I’d ever experienced.

“God, I needed this,” Kylie whispered. “I haven’t been laid since Ross and Brian moved away…”

“Glad I could help…” I mumbled, lost in pleasure.

Kylie began grinding her pelvis against me and I started almost instinctively thrusting up into her, savoring the sensation of her vagina around my penis. I knew sex would be wonderful, every boy knows that, but I had no idea how wonderful.

Just as I was starting to near my orgasm, Kylie stopped moving and looked down at me, a fine sheen of sweat on her naked body.

“You wanna try being on top for a bit?”

“Uh… ok, sure.”

Kylie got off me, a little bit of cold hitting my penis as it left her warm vagina. She laid down on my bed next to me, gave me a kiss on the cheek and spread her legs wide. “Get between my legs and see if you can get it in.”

“Ok.”

I got on top of Kylie, looking down at her vagina. I saw what looked like a small opening and pushed myself against it, feeling a surge of pleasure and victory as my penis was almost sucked back into her slit. I lowered myself down onto Kylie’s naked body, feeling her breasts against my chest.

“Good,” she whispered. “Very good…” I felt her hands settle on my bare butt. “Now start moving, but be careful not to slip out.”

“Alright,” I whispered in return and started fucking slowly. It was really hard at first. I had no idea what the hell I was doing. But I just kept doing what felt good and it seemed to be working. I tried to keep myself as deep inside her as I could, making sure I wasn’t going to slip out.

“Wonderful, Vincent… you’re doing so good… it feels so good…” Kylie whispered, holding tight onto my ass as we fucked.

I had buried my face in Kylie’s shoulder and was quickly losing control of my body. I started making short, sharp, rabbit thrusts into her, plunging my young erection in and out and in and out of her liquid warmth. Then my whole body started shaking as the orgasm took hold, and my penis started pulsing inside her vagina, my sperm shooting into her waiting body.

My thrusts began to slow, and eventually stopped entirely. I continued to lay there on top of Kylie, breathing hard, my mind swimming with what I’d just done. My penis was still hard and still inside her vagina, and I never, ever wanted to take it out of her.

Kylie ran a hand through my hair. “You did really good.”

“Thanks,” I said, a little weakly.

“Let me sit up.”

Saddened at having to pull out of Kylie, I got off her, watching my penis slide out from inside her vagina. It was covered with a film of wetness, but otherwise didn’t look any different from how it did yesterday. I was kind of disappointed. It didn’t seem right that it should look the same after I just got laid.

“Is anyone else home?” Kylie asked, sitting up.

“No.”

“Where’s your bathroom?”

“Across the hall.”

“Ok. Be right back.” She got off my bed and walked out into the hall, still naked.

For my part I laid back on the bed, feeling very happy. I was only twelve and I’d just fucked my first girl! All my friends back in Seattle would be soooo jealous! I began idly masturbating while I remembered how fantastic her vagina had been.

“Ha. Typical boy,” Kylie said, walking back into the room. I started and almost covered up, but then I thought why bother?

“What do you mean?” I asked, continuing to masturbate while I looked at her body.

“You just got laid and already you’re horny again.”

“Yeah, well,” I mumbled, blushing a little. “Can we do it again?” I asked a little shyly.

Kylie laughed. “Typical boy!” she said again. “Not right now. Right now, we’re going to go for a bike ride.”

“Oh.” I was disappointed. “But we can do it again sometime, right?” I persisted.

“Of course.”

“Good.”

“Now get dressed,” Kylie said, putting her own clothes on.

Fifteen minutes later, after we’d each had a bowl of cereal, we were on our bikes, riding along the narrow street and talking to each other. It was weird. I’d just gotten laid. I’d lost my virginity to this cute girl. But we weren’t talking about sex or anything. We were just talking about… stuff. Our favorite music and video games, what kind of foods we liked, etcetera. It was nice and relaxing.

Soon we rounded a small hill and came across a little patch of trees around a small pond. Kylie slowed her bike and then stopped, getting off it. I followed suit.

“What’s this place?”

“A pond.”

I rolled my eyes. “I know THAT. Does it have a name or anything?”

“Not really. It’s just a nice place to swim.”

“Oh, ok.”

Kylie started undressing and once she was naked waded out into the water. “Come on, Vincent! It’s really nice in here!”

“Naked?” I asked, doubtfully.

Kylie gave me a look. “You just fucked me about an hour ago. What are you worried about?”

“Good point.” Still feeling a little shy I worked my way out of my clothes and, forcing myself not to cover my erection, joined Kylie in the water.

“This is cool,” I said, paddling around a little. “I’ve never gone skinny-dipping before.”

“Nice, huh?”

“Yeah.”

The two of us splashed around for a little bit. I don’t know how long, but it was fun. After a while, though, Kylie seemed to tire of it. She got out of the water and pulled out a small blanket that she laid down on the ground, spreading it out.

I got out of the water and joined her as she laid down. We both relaxed and laid there enjoying the sun on our naked bodies.

“This is nice,” I said.

“Yeah. You wanna fuck again?”

I blinked at how abrupt she was. “Uh… sure!”

“Cool.” She got up on all fours and said, “Let’s do it doggie-style.”

I got up on my knees, dimly aware how this was supposed to work. I moved in behind her and looked around, still not entirely sure what I was supposed to do.

Kylie reached back and pulled her buttocks apart. “See the spot?” she said, touching it with her finger.

“Ok.”
I moved close, the tip of my penis brushing against the hole. I pushed and felt myself slide into her vagina. It took some effort to steady myself, but soon I was thrusting slowly, enjoying the feelings not only around my penis but also of her body smacking against my hips as we fucked.

“Am I doing it right?” I asked.

“Oh, yes…”

“Good…”

I closed my eyes, feeling myself entirely at peace. I could hear the hum of insects, and the chirp of birds. The sun was shining on my naked body, my penis was in a happy place and I was very content. It was the most perfect moment in my entire life. Nebraska was boring as hell, but obviously it had some good points.

“This is really nice,” Kylie said quietly.

“Yeah…” I gasped.

“Are you gonna cum real quick?”

“Uh…” I stopped thrusting and simply held myself against her, penis as deep as I could get it. “Maybe. Why?”

“I want you on top again.”

“Oh, ok.”

Kylie moved forward and I slid out of her. She rolled onto her back and I got on top, this time not even needing to look as I pushed my penis back into her vagina. I began fucking her slowly again, looking into her eyes as I did so.

“You look… really beautiful…” I whispered.

“You, too.”

“I love doing this…”

Kylie grinned. “Of course you do. All boys do.”

“Yeah…” I smiled at her. “Can I kiss you?”

“Sure.”

I moved my mouth down, stopping with my thrusts as I kissed Kylie for the first time. It was very sweet and nice. Eventually I felt her mouth open and her tongue pushing against mine. So this was French kissing, I thought as I started screwing her again.

Soon enough I neared my orgasm. It wasn’t a big deal, really, when I came. I mean, it felt really great to cum inside a girl again, and it was very cool feeling my sperm shooting into her, but it wasn’t that important somehow. Just the act of having sex with her was more meaningful. Like it was the journey that mattered and not the destination.

When I was done cumming I pulled out and we laid next to each other holding hands. It was another wonderful, sweet moment in a whole day of wonderful, sweet moments. I couldn’t ever remember being happier than I was now.

“That was a lot of fun, Kylie,” I said to her, giving her a little kiss.

“Thanks,” she said, kissing me back. “I liked it to.”

“So… does this mean we’re boyfriend and girlfriend now?”

Kylie shook her head. “I don’t think so. I mean, I had sex with Ross and Brian all the time and I never thought of myself as their girlfriend. We’re just friends who have sex, you know?”

I nodded. “Ok. I can live with that.”

“I bet.”

“What does it feel like for you?”

“Having you inside me?”

“Yeah.”

Kylie looked thoughtful for a bit. “Well… it feels really nice, is all I can say, really. I mean, I like feeling a boy’s body on top of me. You know, just having our skin touching all over?” I nodded in response, having already noticed that myself. “But when your penis is inside me… I don’t know if I can describe it, but it feels wonderful having a boy in me like that.”

“Oh.”

“What’s it feel like for you, Vincent?” Kylie asked, turning onto her side to look at me.

“Very warm and wet and tight around my penis. Just… really great,” I said with a little grin. “I can’t imagine anything feeling better.”

“Huh… I wish I could turn into a boy and see what it’s like.”

“I wish I could turn into a girl to see what it’s like.”

In an ideal world, we would have both suddenly switched bodies. But we lived in reality, so nothing happened.

“You wanna fuck again?” Kylie asked me after a bit.

“Ok.”

Over the next couple hours Kylie and I had sex three times. That made five times total, I thought to myself as I rode my bike home with her. I wondered if I’d ever lose count. On the one hand, I hoped not because I desperately wanted to know how many times we were Doing It. On the other hand, I knew that if I lost count it would be because we’d Done It like a thousand times and THAT would be sweet!

When we got back to my place it was getting pretty late in the afternoon. I got off my bike and walked it up to the front door, Kylie trailing behind.

“I had a really good time today,” I said, feeling a little shy.

“Me, too.”

“You wanna meet up again tomorrow?” I asked, hopefully.

Kylie snorted. “What do you think?”

“Uh… yes?”

“Right.”

“Good,” I said, grinning.

Kylie gave me a very tender hug and a kiss on the cheek and then rode off. I walked into the garage, parked my bike and spent the rest of the day with a really stupid grin plastered across my happy young face.

* * *

Most of the rest of the week passed in kind of a happy, sexual blur for me. Every morning I’d wake up to Kylie knocking on the window, I’d let her in, we’d fuck in my bed, eat breakfast, fuck again, go to the pond, swim, fuck, eat something, fuck, ride our bikes for a little, fuck and then I’d go home. I quickly lost track of how many times we’d had sex, and was very pleased to do so.

And of course I made sure to send emails back to all my friends in Seattle, bragging about all the sex I was having. I don’t know if they really believed me or not, but that was ok.

One night my parents had let Kylie join us for dinner. They really liked her, which was nice. We’d even gone up to my bedroom after dinner. My parents made us keep the door open, but we still had a very quick fuck while they were watching TV.

Life was incredibly sweet for me right now!

Late one Sunday night I was sleeping and heard a faint tapping on my window. I woke up and looked at the clock. It was just before midnight. I opened the window. Kylie was standing there with a sad smile on her face.

I opened the window up. “What are you doing here?” I hissed.

“I got into a fight with my dad. He was drinking again.”

“Oh.” I’d learned over the last few days that her father was a raging drunk. “I’m sorry.”

“He tried to hit me a couple times,” she said, starting to cry a little. “He missed, though and I ran away.”

“Good for you,” I said.

“Can I sleep here tonight?”

I hesitated for only an instant. She was a friend of mine and I couldn’t turn her away. But she was a girl and I knew my parents would be pissed. But I couldn’t send her back to her dad.

“Sure, come on in.”

I opened the window the rest of the way and Kylie crept inside, landing on my bed. She put her arms around me and hugged me tight, crying a little. I put my arms around her and hugged back, not sure what I should do.

There was a faint sound of floorboards creaking and a knock at my door.

“Vincent?” my dad said. “Is there someone in there with you?”

“Hang on a second, Dad,” I said. I quickly got up and pulled on a pair of boxers. Opening the door I stepped out into the hall. “Hey, Dad.”

“Vincent. Is that Kylie I heard in there?”

“Uh… yeah.”

My dad sighed. “Vincent-” he began.

“Wait, Dad. It’s not what you think. Her Dad was drinking and he tried to hit her tonight.”

My dad’s voice turned to ice. “Oh, he did, did he?”

“Yeah. I’m her only friend here and she wants to stay here tonight.”

Dad considered this. “Alright. I’ll explain it to your mother. She can stay tonight, but you’ll have to sleep on the couch.”

“What? Why?”

“Because she’s a girl and you’re a boy, Vincent.”

“Yeah, but we’re just friends, Dad. How about if she takes my bed and I sleep on the floor? I don’t think it would be good for her to be alone tonight.”

Much to my surprise, my dad seemed to buy it. He let out a faint sigh. “Alright, but you keep the door open, ok?”

“Ok.”

“Let me talk with her for a moment.”

“Alright.”

I stood aside and let my dad into the room. He walked over to the bed and put his hand on the back of Kylie’s head.

“You doing ok, Kylie?”

“Sort of. I’m sorry for just coming over here like this. Please don’t be mad at Vincent.”

“I’m not mad at anyone, Kylie,” my dad said in soothing tones. “Don’t worry. You can stay here tonight and you can sleep in Vincent’s bed. He’ll use his sleeping back and sleep on the floor.”

“Oh… ok.”

After hearing my dad mention my sleeping bag, I’d dug it out from the closet, wishing that I didn’t have Pokémon on it. I took a pillow from the bed and spread it all out onto the floor.

“Alright,” my dad said. “I’ll leave the door open. You kids get some sleep, ok?” he said in strong tones.

“Yes, Dad.”

“Thank you for letting me stay here tonight,” Kylie said.

“It’s not a problem, dear. You just get some rest.” Dad nodded at us both, shut the door most of the way and walked back to the bedroom he and Mom shared, the floorboards creaking as he walked.

“I’m really sorry, Vincent. I didn’t want you to get into trouble or anything.”

“I’m not in trouble. My dad’s pretty cool.”

“Yeah… I wish mine was…”

I reached up to hug her. I had no idea what to say.

“Vincent?”

“Yeah?”

“Will you come and lay up here with me for a bit?”

“But my dad said-”

“You can get back onto the bag before you go to sleep. But right now, I want to have you next to me for a bit, ok?”

“Ok.”

She sat up and started undressing. I took the cue and pulled off my boxers, carefully setting them next to my sleeping bag. Now naked as she was, I climbed into bed with her, feeling her body snuggle up against mine.

“I’m really glad I have you for a friend, Vincent.”

“I’m glad I have you, too,” I whispered, running my fingers through her hair as she let her head rest on my shoulder. Her heart was beating fast against me. I was scared my Dad might come back into the room, but I figured I’d hear the sounds of the floorboards creaking before he got here.

I wanted to just hold Kylie, to be a good friend to her and everything, but the sensation of her naked body rubbing against me as we laid there face-to-face was way too much stimulation and my penis got hard pretty much instantly.

Kylie wiggled against it and giggled softly. “That thing never gets tired, does it?”

“I’m sorry,” I whispered back. “I can’t really control it.”

“It’s ok… you wanna Do It for a bit?”

“With my mom and dad just down the hall?”

“We can be quiet.” She got an odd look on her face that I could barely see in the light coming from the window. “I just need to feel you inside me for a while.”

“Ok.”

Kylie rolled onto her back. I got on top of her and slowly guided my penis into her vagina. I’d become very good at that during the last few days. It was very easy to get good at something you really liked doing.

“Oh, yes,” she whispered. “Oh, I needed you so much, Vincent…”

“I’m glad I could be here for you,” I whispered back.

We fucked in silence after that. I wasn’t trying to cum, really. I just wanted to make her and me both feel really good, so I was fucking her as slowly as I could get away with. That also kept it quieter. I really didn’t want to think about what might happen if my parents caught me having sex with Kylie.

“Oh, yes… oh, that feels so nice…” Kylie whispered.

“Cool…” I said softly, giving her a little kiss, pumping her slowly and tenderly.

“Oh… oh… that’s so… ooooh… oooooh…” Suddenly she held me very, very tight and clenched her teeth, trying not to make any noise. I felt her vagina grab hard and fast at my penis as her whole body trembled and shook under me.

I wasn’t sure what had just happened, but whatever it was, it was enough to push me over the edge. I closed my eyes and let the orgasm wash over me, my sperm blasting up into Kylie’s vagina. As the pleasure subsided I thought I’d heard a noise out in the hall, but as I kept myself perfectly still and quiet, I couldn’t hear it again.

Rattled a little I pulled out of Kylie and whispered, “I should get back to my sleeping bag.”

“Ok,” she replied quietly, a little out of breath.

Once I was back down there and had put on my boxers I whispered to her, “What happened? You know, when I was fucking you?”

“Oh… I had an orgasm…” She smiled a little tiredly. “I never had one before when I was being fucked by a boy.”

“Cool,” I said, happy and confused at the same time. Happy cause I’d done something the vaunted Ross and Brian hadn’t, but confused cause I hadn’t known girls even had orgasms.

“Vincent?” Kylie’s tired, sleepy voice came down to me.

“Yeah?”

“I love you.”

My heart skipped a beat. “I love you, too.”

Kylie’s hand came down from the bed. I took it in my hand and held her until I drifted off to sleep.

* * *

The next morning was very busy. We got up late, and went downstairs to have breakfast with my parents. After we were done eating, Mom took Kylie out for a ride. She said she wanted to talk with her and figure out what to do about her father.

As for my father, he said to me, after Kylie and Mom had left, “Vincent? Come into the living room. We need to talk.”

My heart sank. The sound I’d heard last night hadn’t been my imagination. “Ok, Dad,” I said, hoping that I was wrong.

Once we were in the living room, Dad sat me down on the couch and sat himself in his favorite chair.

“Vincent… we need to discuss something.”

“Ok.”

Dad took a deep breath and closed his eyes. “Have you and Kylie been having sex?”

A thousand lies approached my mouth, but all were doused before they were uttered. Sighing a little I said in a quiet voice, “Yes…”

Dad sucked in another deep breath and nodded. “I see. How long has this been happening?”

“Uh… for like the last few days.”

“So basically from the first day you met her?”

“Yeah.”

Dad looked up at the ceiling. “I feel the need to be precise here. When I say ’sex’ I mean have you been putting your penis into her vagina?”

“Yes.”

“Ah. I thought that was what I was hearing last night, but I wasn’t sure.”

I hung my head. “I’m sorry, Dad.”

He shook his head. “You don’t need to be sorry, not really. Sex is very normal. I lost my virginity back when I was not too much older than you.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“I thought you and Mom didn’t meet until you were in college.”

My dad laughed long and loud. “Oh, son… believe it or not, I had sex with women before your mother.”

I was mildly ill at the thought of even my mom and dad having sex with each other, much less with anyone else. “Ew,” was what I managed to say.
Dad simply chuckled.

“So you’re not mad at me?”

Dad sobered up. “I’m mad at you for having sex with her last night, I’m mad at you for having sex period, but, well, it is a normal sort of thing.” He shrugged. “I just wish you’d waited until later. At least until you were an age with the word ‘teen’ at the end of it.”

“Sorry.”

“Was it your idea to start having sex?”

I shook my head. “No, it was hers. She’d had sex with the boys who had lived here before.”

“Oh. Is she the only girl you’ve done it with?”

“Yeah.” I took a deep breath of my own. “And I’m really sorry about doing it with her last night. But she seemed really sad and she said she wanted me to snuggle with her and make her feel better and then she asked if I would have sex with her and then we did,” I said in a rush.

My dad nodded. “Well… at least you were doing the right thing by trying to help your friend through a tough time.” He looked at me sharply all of a sudden. “Have you been using protection?”

“What?” I asked, puzzled.

“Protection,” he repeated. “So that she doesn’t get pregnant?”

“Pregnant?” I asked in shock.

“Yes. That’s what usually happens when people have sex.”

I was stunned. “I never even thought about it. You mean Kylie might be pregnant?” I started to panic a little.

“Calm down, calm down. She’s probably not. She’s probably not even had her first period yet. But it is possible.”

“Oh, god,” I said, feeling a little sick.

“Not to be indelicate, but are you making sperm yet?”

“Yeah…”

“I see… well…” Dad sighed and stood up. “Wait here.” He left and came back a minute or two later. I spent the entire time worrying. “Here.” Dad tossed a small box onto my lap.

I opened it up to see a set of small, foil squares. “What are these?”

“Condoms. You know what they are?”

I picked up one of the squares and looked at it. “No?”

Dad sighed. “You unroll them onto your penis before… before you…” He took a deep breath. “Before you have sex with Kylie. It will keep your sperm from reaching her eggs and making her pregnant.”

“Oh…”

“Yes. After you’re… well, done… you pull out, take it off and toss it into the trash. Always use a new one each time.”

My mind was turning over. “So… it’s ok for me to have sex with her as long as I use these?”

Dad sighed yet again. “I’m a realist, Vincent. I know that if I tell you not to have sex with her, you’ll sneak out of the house and find a way. It’s not really ok if you have sex with her, but I doubt you could stop if you wanted to. So if you DO have sex with her, PLEASE use some of these condoms, ok? If you need more, just let me know and I’ll buy them.”

“So if she stays over again, can we both sleep in my bed?”

Dad waved a hand. “One thing at a time, one thing at a time. We don’t even know what’s going to happen with her and her father today.”

“Oh, right.” I got depressed. “Dad? Kylie’s a really nice girl. Why would anyone want to hit her, especially her father?”

Dad shook his head. “I don’t know, son. Drink does strange things to a man. I understand her mother is dead, so he’s having to raise her by himself. I’m sure he’s very lonely and has god only knows what demons inside him. What he did was bad, but that doesn’t make him a bad man. Try not to judge him.”

“I’ll remember that, Dad.” These were the wisest words my father ever said to me and I did my best to remember them and live by them for the rest of my life. “If her Dad keeps drinking and trying to hit her, can she live with us?”

“One thing at a time, please, Vincent!”

“Sorry, sorry. I just really like her a lot, Dad.”

Dad sighed and came over to join me on the couch. He put an arm around my shoulders. “I know, Vincent. I know. We’ll see what we can do, ok?”

“Ok.” I thought for a moment. “Dad?”

“Yeah?”

“Thanks for, you know, not yelling at me or anything.”

Dad laughed a little. “You know how my dad found out I was having sex?”

“How?”

“He walked in on me and my girlfriend having sex on the couch. Then he exploded. THAT was not a pretty sight, let me tell you. He calmed down a little, but, boy, did he scare Alicia. We never really saw each other again after that.” He gave me a hard look. “Believe me, I wanted to burst into there and tell you two to knock it off, but I knew that wouldn’t help anything.”

“Thanks, Dad.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Oh, hey, Dad?”

“Yes?”

“Are you going to tell Mom? You know… about me and Kylie?”

Dad laughed. “I think your mother probably already knows. She’s suspected for the last couple days. I actually had a bet with her and thanks to you, I have to go to see the ballet out in Omaha next month.”

“Oh, sorry.” I blushed.

The rest of the day was really, really tense for me. I was on pins and needles waiting for Mom to come back home and really hoping that she had Kylie with her. Those hopes were dashed when she finally showed up at around dinner time, looking very tired.

She walked in, gave my father a hug. He said, “We’re going to the ballet honey.” My mother snorted and walked over to me.

“You ok, Vincent?”

“Yeah, Mom. Where’s Kylie?”

“I took her home.”

“Oh.”

“I assume your father has already talked with you about certain… activities?”

“Huh?”

“Yes, I have,” my Dad put in.

“Alright. Then I won’t say anything more about it.”

“But Mom… why did you take Kylie home? I mean, after what her dad did?”

My mother sat down. “I talked with her father. I think he’s very truly sorry for what he did. I also made it clear to him that if he tries anything like that with her ever again, he’d regret it.”

“But why couldn’t she just stay here with us?”

“Kylie belongs with her family, Vincent.”

“But she’s my friend!”

My mom sighed. “I know you really care about her. You can still be friends with her, but she cannot stay here with us. That’s final.”

I knew that tone. There wasn’t any argument at this point. “Alright.”

“Good.” She held up a bag from the KFC out in town. “I brought us some dinner. Let’s all eat.”

Dinner was a little tense and, for me, kind of sad. I know that I would probably see Kylie tomorrow, but I was worried about her in the meantime. She was a really cool person and I really loved her and I worried that her dad might try to hit her again or something. In the end there wasn’t really anything for me to do. I just had to suck it up and deal with it.

I slept very fitfully that night. I was still concerned about Kylie and I kept hoping she’d come to knock on my window. Every time I heard even the faintest sound from outside, I thought it might be her coming to be with me.

No such luck. Eventually I drifted off to full sleep, not waking until morning.

* * *

The next day I was a big ball of worry. Kylie didn’t come by all day and didn’t call or anything. I was scared something might have happened to her. I kept bugging Mom and Dad to let me go visit her, but no dice. I just barely managed to get to sleep that night.

But the next morning, at just after nine, my heart leapt with joy as I woke up to the sound of a gentle tapping at my bedroom window. I pulled it open to reveal Kylie’s smiling face.

“Hey, Vincent.”

“Kylie!” I said, unbelievably relieved. I leaned through the window to hug her.

“Careful there,” she said. “You don’t want to fall out. Let me come in.”

“Sure!” I moved back so that Kylie could get in. Once she was inside she sat on my bed with me and we kissed for a few moments.

“Thanks for letting me stay here the other night,” she said.

“You’re welcome. I couldn’t send you away, you know.”

“I know. But still.”

“Yeah. Where were you last night?”

“My dad took me out to Omaha. We went and had dinner and saw a movie. He felt really bad about the other night. He said he’s going to join AA.”

“That’s good. I felt really bad about him… you know… trying to hit you.”

Kylie nodded. “You’re not the only one.”

We sat there just looking at each other for a bit. Slowly I said, “Sooo… you wanna have sex?”

“Maybe in a bit. Can we just snuggle for a while, though?”

“Sure.” I pulled back my blanket for Kylie as she started getting undressed. Once she was naked she got in bed with me. We laid there facing each other and hugging. I gave her a kiss.

“You mom knew we were having sex,” Kylie said as one of her hands drifted down my back to rest right above my ass.

“Yeah, my dad thought we were, too.”

“What did he say to you about it?”

I gently caressed one of Kylie’s breasts and said, “He told me that he didn’t like it, he thought we should have waited and that we shouldn’t be doing it. He also gave me a little lecture about not getting you pregnant.”

Kylie nodded. “Your mom kind of said the same stuff. She wanted to know if I’d started my periods yet, but I haven’t so she said we were probably ok but that we should be careful in the future.”

A horrible thought occurred to me. “Did she tell your dad?”

“No, she didn’t.”
“Thank god,” I said, relaxing.

Kylie squeezed my butt and giggled. “What did your dad say about… you know… pregnancy?”

“He gave me some condoms. He said that if I need any more to ask him.”

“Condoms? Do you still have them?”

“Yeah.” I rolled over and reached down under the bed, pulling out the small box. I took out a foil-packed condom and handed it to Kylie, laying on my back next to her.

She turned it over in her hands. “So what do you do with it?”

“I’m not really sure.”

“Well, put it on so we can have sex.”

That was the best motivation I’d ever heard of! I tore open the packet, revealing a small, round bit of something rubbery. It was rolled up, and as I unrolled it a little, it was pretty obvious what I was supposed to do with it.

“I think it goes on my penis,” I said.

Kylie nodded. “Well, put it on.”

I held the condom against my penis and slowly rolled it down until it was completely on me. It felt weird, and there was another problem.

“I don’t think it’s going to stay on.” It was way too loose for me. Either it was too big or my penis was too small. I preferred to think it was the condom that was the problem.

“Well, let’s try it anyhow.”

“Ok.” I got between Kylie’s legs, holding the condom onto my penis with my hand. I lined up and penetrated her easily. It didn’t feel nearly as good as it did without the condom, but it still felt better than masturbating.

Once I pulled my hand off the small tube of latex and tried to move, however, there was an immediate problem. My penis slid right out of the condom, leaving it still inside Kylie’s vagina.

“Shit,” I said. “It came off.”

“Try it again.”

I took the condom out of Kylie and put it back onto me. Once it was as secure as it was likely to get, I pushed back inside her. But as soon as I started fucking, I slid right out of it again.

“This isn’t working,” I said in annoyance.

“Just leave it off, then.”

I looked at Kylie. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah. Your mom said that since I haven’t started my periods yet, I probably can’t get pregnant.”

“Well, if you’re sure,” I said without any real effort to convince her otherwise.

“I’m sure.”

“Ok.” I held my penis against her vagina and then slid up inside, pleased at how much better it felt without the condom. “Oh, that’s so much better,” I whispered to her.

“Yeah…”

It was another unhurried session of sex. We were both heading towards orgasms and we knew it, but it wasn’t that important. What was important was just being together. Being friends. Being lovers. Me inside her, her under me.

Kylie and I made love all day. We had sex mostly in my bedroom, but we also tried it once in the shower and once in the living room, giggling at how naughty we were being by fucking on the couch. Each time we had sex, I made sure to open a condom up and throw it in the trash. I figured that way if my dad checked, he’d think we were using them.

In retrospect we should have found a way to do so. Three months after Kylie and I started having sex, she noticed that she seemed to be getting a little fat and had started throwing up in the morning. When I told my mom about this she went into instant panic mode. We got Kylie away from her house and took her to a doctor in Omaha where he confirmed she was pregnant. We found out the day of my thirteenth birthday. When my dad found out and asked me about the condoms he’d been buying, I explained to him the problem we’d had. He rolled his eyes and that was when I learned that condoms came in different sizes. Ooops.

Kylie’s dad went berserk when he heard she was pregnant and at first we all thought he was going to start drinking again. Instead he sat down with my dad and mom and they all talked. It was finally decided that until she gave birth (we’d decided against abortion), Kylie would stay with us, sleeping in my room with me. It was nice sleeping with her every night. It was like we were married. We even still had sex fairly often, right up until about a month before she was supposed to have the baby.

Eight months after the testing, one week before her own thirteenth birthday, Kylie gave birth to our son. It wasn’t an easy birth. The doctor had to perform a c-section and because of that, Kylie wouldn’t be able to get pregnant ever again.

A week after she gave birth, Kylie moved back to her dad’s house with our baby. I made sure to go over and visit as much as I could. Her father was kind of a jerk to me at first, but eventually he calmed down and we all started to get along ok.

Kylie and I both still managed to stay in school despite the problems and all the jokes from our classmates. Some of the other kid’s parents raised a fuss, but there wasn’t much they could do. It WAS kind of weird when, for a while, Kylie, myself and our son were all going to the same school (he started kindergarten in our senior year and there was only one school in the area for everyone), but we dealt with it ok.

After graduation, Kylie and I got married. We moved into our own house in Omaha and we’ve been living there ever since. It’s been ten years now since we first had sex. We still do it as often as we can. We still love each other and our son.

Life might throw you a few surprises as you go down the road. I hadn’t expected to get laid at twelve or to be a father at thirteen. The best you can do is just stay the course and hope things turn out alright. I have a son I love and I wife I love. Turns out Nebraska wasn’t so boring after all.

END

Copyright 2004 by Alex Hawk. Aren’t skater boys just about the sexiest things on the planet? I think so.

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Young Boys Make Fun Toys

Adult/Youth, Boy/Woman Sex, First Time, Incest, Parent and Child, Straight, Teens, Tweens |

November 3, 2008

Young Boys Make Fun Toys
By
Alex Hawk

I was bored, lonely and horny that day I met Shiloh.

I’d just broken up with my boyfriend of three years when I saw Shiloh. He was cutting the grass at his family’s house across the street. I knew little about him, other than the fact that he was thirteen and named Shiloh.

Now as I stood out on my porch in the warm early spring sunlight and looked across the street, I felt like I was actually seeing him for the first time. It was certainly the first time I was seeing him without a shirt and I had to admit, for a boy who was less than half my age, twenty-eight, he wasn’t bad looking. Not bad at all. I felt my vagina getting wet as I looked at him. He reminded me of one of my first boyfriends, way back when.

I had quite the storied sex life. The first penis I’d had inside me had come at the age of twelve and it had been attached to my eleven-year-old brother. It was part of a truth or dare game that had gone much farther than any of us had expected it to. Initially the dare had been to let my fourteen-year-old cousin fuck me, but we figured we should have my brother do me first to stretch me open a little. After he was done, my cousin’s penis became the second one inside me and from there I was hooked.

My brother and I had fucked for about three years after that. During that time I took up the hobby of taking the virginities of boys at my school, which was certainly a fun way to go through my educational years. I REALLY liked using boys for sex.

Then thirteen years ago I came up pregnant. The only miracle there was that I hadn’t gotten knocked up at all in middle school. I had no idea who the baby belonged to. I’d been fucked by nine boys during the time period I got pregnant in, including the brother I’d lost my virginity to and my youngest brother, who I’d seduced right after he turned twelve.

My baby was born about two weeks premature but otherwise healthy. He was very cute and had eyes that put me in mind of my oldest brother, so I figured the baby was probably his. I didn’t really know, though. I’d named him Cameron and raised him ever since birth. He still lived with me now, and was about to have his thirteenth birthday soon.

After Cameron was born, I’d gone on the Pill (though I’d gone off it a while back. A part of a thankfully unsuccessful effort to have a child with my now ex-boyfriend), so he was an only child. That had, however, made it even easier for me to slut it up and I was soon sleeping with college age boys. They were fun in some ways, but kind of annoying at times, too. I ended up going back to taking the virginities of middle and high school boys. They were a lot more appreciative.

My last boyfriend, the one I’d just broken up with, was seventeen when I’d fucked him the first time. Now he was twenty and had turned out to be kind of a jerk. It sucked cause I’d thought I was really in love with him, but I guess the feeling wasn’t mutual. Que sera-sera.

Now as I looked at Shiloh finishing up his yard work, I started thinking that I REALLY needed to get laid and I hadn’t deflowered any young virgins in a while. I began to think that I could, basically, use Shiloh for sex as I had so many other boys. He’d get pleasure and experience, I’d get young penis up inside me again. Everyone would be happy.

The more I thought about it, the more that I liked it. It’d be statutory as all hell, but, fuck, I’d committed incest and statutory rape more times than I could count. What was one more charge?

I decided, right then, to do him. I got myself together and headed out across the street. If I was going to fuck the boy, I might as well do it now. Cameron was going to be gone at a friend’s house all day, so I had the place to myself for a few hours. More than enough time to pick a young boy’s cherry.

I waved at Shiloh as I got closer. He waved back and turned off the lawn mower.

“Hello, Shiloh. I’m Elizabeth Marshal. I live across the street. I think you know my son, Cameron.”

“Yes, ma’am, I do.”

I smiled sweetly. I loved it when they were so polite. “Well, Shiloh, I need to ask you a favor. I was noticing that our lawn is a real mess! Cameron is at a friend’s house, but I want it done while I’m thinking about it. I know you’re working so hard right now, but would you mind mowing my lawn? I’m willing to pay you twenty dollars.”

“Really? Uh…” He thought for a second. I eyed a bead of sweat running down his firm chest and could barely keep myself from trying to lick it. “Well, sure, I guess.”

I smiled again and put a hand on his shoulder. “Thank you, Shiloh. I really appreciate it. Just come knock on the door when you’re ready.”

“Ok.”

I walked back to my house and quickly stripped out of my clothes, getting into a bathrobe. I then sat back to watch some TV, sip some ice tea and wait for my future lover to arrive.

About an hour later Shiloh finally knocked on the door. I walked over and pulled it open, smiling at the boy as he stood there. He still had his shirt off and looked oh-so-very beautiful as he looked at my breasts, slightly visible under my robe.

“Oh, Shiloh! Right. Ok. Well, go ahead and get started on the lawn. I’m going to take a quick shower. When you’re done, just come on inside. I should be done by then.”

“Ok, Ms Marshall.”

I laughed. “Please, call me Elizabeth.”

“Ok.”

I laughed again. “You’re not going to, are you?” Without waiting for an answer, I simply smiled at him. “Well, go ahead and get started.”

“Yes, ma’am!” he said and moved the mower over to begin.

I walked to the bathroom and waited for the sound of the lawn mower to start up. Once it was going, I stripped and got into the shower. I really did need to get cleaned up. I took my time, though.

I turned off the water only about a minute before the lawn mower stopped. I quickly wrapped a towel around my head and tied the robe loosely around my waist before I walked out into the living room, entering just as Shiloh walked in.

“Oh, there you are. You were very quick.”

“Thanks.”

I walked around and looked out the window, making sure to let my robe fall open enough to give the boy a good look at my bare breasts. I could see him in the reflection, staring at me with a stunned expression.

“Wonderful job!” I said, turning around. Before the boy could react, I moved towards him and hugged him tight, feeling his bare chest against me, pressing against one of my breasts.

“Uh… th-thank you!” he gasped.

I looked at him with an expression of confusion. “Is something wrong?” Then before he could reply I looked at my robe. “Oh! Oh, I’m sorry, Shiloh.” I pulled back and closed the robe, though not too tight.

“It’s uh… it’s ok.” He blushed and I could see his stiff penis outlined clearly in his shorts.

“Here, let me get you some water. You look flushed.” I walked into the kitchen and came back a few moments later, handing the boy a glass of ice water and making sure my robe opened up just a little.

“Thank you, ma’am…”

“You’re welcome,” I said, watching as he drank down the water. “You know, you boys are lucky.”

“We are? Why?”

I smiled. “Well, if you get hot, you can just take off your shirts,” I said, gesturing towards his bare chest. “We women can’t get away with that. People tend to complain.”

“Oh.”

I nodded. “So if I get too hot and I have someone around that might complain, I can’t take off my top or anything.”

“Oh…” The boy was quick to spot the opportunity. “Well… if you wanted to… I wouldn’t complain or anything. I mean, it’s your house.”

“You sure you wouldn’t mind? Oh, what a nice boy.” Before he could say anything further, I shrugged out of the robe, leaving me quite naked. I looked down and giggled a little. “Whoops. Forgot I wasn’t wearing panties. Oh, well. You don’t mind if I’m nude, do you?”

“N… n… n… no…” he stuttered, staring at my shaved vagina.

“Good.”

“Uhm… maybe… I should leave?” he said, but made no move to stand up.

“Oh, no, stay for a bit, Shiloh,” I cooed. “We’re just getting to know each other.”

“Well… ok.”

I stared at the boy for a moment and then laughed. “Oh! You’ve never seen a naked woman before, have you?”

Shiloh went mute and simply shook his head.

“Oh, I see.” I smiled at the boy. “Well… you can look if you want. It doesn’t bother me.”

“It doesn’t?”

“No.” I stood up and moved over to sit next to him. “Can you see better now?”

“Yeah…”

“Do you like what you see?” I asked, moving a little closer.

“Yeah,” he said, his eyes fixed on my breasts.

Smiling, I said, “I like what I see, too.”

“You do?”

I placed a hand on his chest and ran it down onto his stomach, then back up to one of his nipples, which I circled with my finger. “Oh, yes. I do.”

“I should leave,” he whispered.

“You should stay.”

“But… but I…”

“You’re nervous? Scared?”

He nodded.

“Don’t be,” I whispered into the boy’s ear. I moved my hand slowly down onto the waistband of his shorts. “Have you ever had sex?”

“No…”

“Good,” I replied, unbuttoning and unzipping his shorts and reaching inside to grasp his hard, teenage penis through his boxers. “I love virgin boys.”

“What… what are you going to do to me…?”

I moved my hand inside his boxers and started stroking his bare penis slowly. “What do you think I’m going to do to?”

“I don’t… I don’t know…”

I smiled sweetly as I pulled his penis out from inside his boxers, letting it out into the light. It was quite young and lovely, just a few wisps of pubic hair along the base of it, but otherwise bare and wonderful. I straddled his waist and rubbed the tip of his erection against my wet vagina. True I was moving fast, but you had to with young boys, otherwise they might get frightened or nervous and run off.

“I think you can guess,” I said, looking down into his scared eyes.

“But… I’m… I… no… no, I don’t want to…”

“Shhhh.” I put my finger over his lips. “Yes, you do. Just relax, ok?” I loved taking boys who were reluctant. I actually hardcore raped one once when I was seventeen. He had been eleven and was determined to stay a virgin because of stupid religious beliefs. He hadn’t even known what sex really was, but he was convinced he shouldn’t have it. I still remember holding him down and forcing his virginity from him. He was angry for a bit but then decided he didn’t really mind and we fucked a lot after that.

Silenced now, the boy simply nodded.

I steadied myself and slowly lowered my twenty-eight-year-old vagina down onto the young boy’s thirteen-year-old virgin penis, moaning as I went until all of him was buried to the hilt inside me. Once he was all the way in, I settled down and smiled.

“There…”

Shiloh had this look of stunned pleasure on his face. A look I used to know so well, but had forgotten in the last few years. It was the face of a beautiful child who couldn’t believe his luck, couldn’t believe he was getting to do this.

“Do you like it?” I whispered to Shiloh as I rode him very slowly.

“Oh… oh, god, yes… I… I haven’t… I… oh… OH! UH!” He closed his eyes and I felt his young penis begin to kick and buck inside my vagina as his sperm blasted off into me. I wasn’t surprised he came so fast, and I was certainly pleased that he’d had fun. Most boys did their first time.

I was also pleased for another reason. Since I wasn’t on the Pill anymore there was a decent chance I might end up with another child. Having a baby with a thirteen-year-old boy would be incredibly sexy!

I brushed a lock of hair away from Shiloh’s flushed, sweaty face. “So how was that?”

Shiloh swallowed a couple times and then smiled a little. “It was… pretty awesome…”

I smiled. “You like not being a virgin?”

“Yeah.”

I got off him, a little of his sperm leaking out of me as his still-hard penis slipped away from my vagina. I took Shiloh’s unresisting hand and stood him up, his shorts and boxers falling to the ground as he rose up.

“Come with me,” I said as he stepped out of the clothes.

“Ok.”

I led Shiloh into my bedroom. I’d taken his virginity and now I needed to teach him now to make love. Once there I lay on my bed and spread my legs.

“Get on top, Shiloh.”

“Ok,” he said quietly. Shaking and trembling he got on top of me, his arms on either side of my naked body, his stiff penis twitching as he lay down.

“Still nervous?” I asked, looking up at his pretty young face.

“Yeah, a little,” Shiloh confessed.

I ran a hand down his back and onto his firm, teenage ass. Cupping it, I said, “Don’t be. The big part’s over. Now you just get to concentrate on having fun.”

He smiled shyly. “Cool.”

I reached down with my free hand and took hold of Shiloh’s penis, lining him up for penetration.

“Push it in.”

“Ok…” Shiloh swallowed, closed his eyes and pushed with his hips. Then his eyes and mouth slowly opened and he got a look of pure bliss on his face as his young penis sank once more into my welcoming vagina.

I purred as the boy penetrated me, happy to once again have a teenager’s penis inside me where it belonged. I forgot how much I missed having sex with underage boys! I placed both hands on his smooth young butt and smiled up at his happy looking face.

“What do you think of sex so far?”

Shiloh grinned wide. “I like it!”

“Good. Now start moving in and out, ok? But go slow so you’ll enjoy it more.”

“All right…” Swallowing a little, Shiloh began to slowly move his body, sliding his wonderful young penis back and forth inside my wet vagina. He moaned low as he began his first real fuck, obviously enjoying every moment of getting laid.

As he buried his head in my shoulder, I looked up at the mirror I had over the bed, admiring the way his round, hairless teenage ass moved as he fucked. Then I turned my head towards the wall mirror, admiring the look of his small body thrusting on top of me. God, I loved getting fucked by young boys! It was as much about aesthetics as anything else and this was a perfect example of that.

In fact the view of seeing his nude young body moving on top of me, the look of his face, the sight of his chest mashed up against my breasts and all the other wonderful things was enough to send me right over the edge, my vagina convulsing hard around Shiloh’s barely teenage penis as waves of pleasure washed over me.

Shiloh looked very startled as my orgasm hit. I could tell he was about to ask what had happened when he was suddenly overwhelmed by his own orgasm, his penis once again sending a splash of sperm into my vagina. With his first orgasm inside me, I’d wondered if he might be getting me pregnant. Now I was actively hoping he was! I wanted this precious boy’s baby!

“Oh, god,” Shiloh whispered, collapsing on top of me.

“Pretty fun, huh?” I said with a laugh.

“Yeah!”

I hugged him tight, feeling his penis twitch slightly inside me. “Now Shiloh, you can’t tell anyone about this ok? Not Cameron, not any of your friends, not anyone, ok?”

He looked surprised. “I can’t? Why not?”

“Because what we’re doing is illegal and I can go to jail for it.”

“Oh.” He considered that. “Ok.”

“Get off me for a second.”

“Alright.” Shiloh rolled off me, his penis leaving my body as he laid down next to me. “This has been pretty cool… Elizabeth…”
I smiled as the boy used my name. “Thank you, Shiloh. I’ve been having fun, too.”

Shiloh bit his lower lip. “So… does this mean you’re, like, my girlfriend?”

I laughed a little at how sweet he was. “No, Shiloh. We’re just going to have sex with each other. I hope you don’t mind.”

He shook his head quickly. “No, I don’t mind at all!” Then his expression changed a little. “So… why are you doing this with me?”

I shrugged. “Because you’re cute. I like young boys. And I haven’t had sex in a while.”

“Oh, ok.”

I reached down and took Shiloh’s still hard penis in my hand, stroking it slowly. I loved the way boys could keep going! “So you wanna fuck me again?”

He smiled. “Yeah!”

“Well, we’ve done it with you on top and with me on top. Do you want to do one of those again or try a different way?”

“What other ways are there?”

“Well, you can fuck me from behind in doggie-style. We can do it side-by-side with you in front or behind me. We can try doing it standing up, though since you’re a little shorter than me that might be awkward.” I paused a moment, trying to think of more. “There’s some others, too, but those ones are the best. Basically any way that we can get your penis into my vagina is a way we can fuck.”

Shiloh smiled in delight and his penis twitched in my hand. “Cool.”

I laughed at his enthusiasm. “Yes! Sex is very cool. So what way do you wanna try?”

“Well…” He pondered. “What’s your favorite?”

“When I get fucked by pretty young boys like you,” I said, kissing one his nipples, “I like having them on top. But we can try a different way, too.”

“Uhm… well, how about we try doggie-style?”

“Ok.” I got up on all fours, facing away from the boy. “Now just get behind me. Do you see where your penis goes?”

Shiloh moved in behind me and looked. “I think so… here, right?” he said, poking me with a finger.

“Mmm… yes. Just guide yourself in.”

“Ok.” Shiloh poked around a little and then, slowly, uncertainly, began to slide his penis back into my vagina. A delighted moan escaped his lips as he started getting laid for the third time in his life.

I relaxed and smiled to myself as I felt Shiloh begin to thrust happily into me again. He was such a good choice for a boytoy. I was so going to love having sex with him whenever I could!

“Oh, this feels sooooo good…” Shiloh whispered as he fucked.

“It’s supposed to,” I replied, reaching back to stimulate my clitoris while the child behind me had his pleasure.

As Shiloh fucked me I started to think about the other boys in the neighborhood. There were at least seven other than him that I knew were at least eleven, which was the bare minimum for me to have sex with.

I ran over the small list in my mind. There was Jason, who was eleven, his older brothers, Ebin and Ethan, two fourteen-year-old twins, Kieran, the somewhat bookish boy Cameron was spending the night with, who was thirteen, Isaac, who was twelve, Hiro, who was also twelve, and Jys, who was fifteen. Any of these boys would likely make for fun toys, just like the one who was currently fucking me, and, just like with Shiloh, I wouldn’t really mind having a baby from any of them.

Hell, in my hormone-addled mind, I even started thinking a little about Cameron. Sure, he was my son, but for a girl who’d lost her virginity quite happily to her little brother, that didn’t really mean much. I likely wouldn’t end up having sex with him, but you never knew. Taking his virginity might be pretty cool.

Shiloh kept fucking me, the pace of his thrusts increasing steadily. Then he gasped out, “Oh… oh… oh, god! I’m cumming again… UH!” Moments later his teenage penis began twitching inside me as his sperm once more filled my vagina.

Once Shiloh was done cumming, he fell back onto my bed, breathing hard. I turned around and laid down next to him, smiling at my underage lover. I placed my hand on his sweaty chest and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“That was wonderful,” I said with a smile.

“Yeah… thanks…” he replied, grinning back.

I looked at the clock. “You should probably get going.”

“Oh. Ok.”

I kissed him again. “Don’t worry. We’ll do this a lot more.”

Shiloh grinned slowly. “Cool.”

I stood up as Shiloh got out of bed and walked into the living room to get his clothes. I went to the bathroom to clean up, and when I came out, he was completely dressed.

“You look better naked,” I said with a smile.

“Thanks,” he replied, a blush spreading across his smooth face.

I kissed him one last time, this time on the mouth and passing him the money I’d promised for mowing the lawn. “Have a good day. I’ll probably see you tomorrow.”

“Cool. Bye!” he said, waving at me as he went back home.

I went and took a shower, then dressed and sat down to watch some TV, feeling a great sense of achievement.

* * *

I had sex with Shiloh several times over the next week. The sex had started out good and quickly got better and better. I’d managed to make the boy into quite a good little lover, which was really cool.

But I was starting to wonder when I’d get my next boy. Now that I’d had one bit of new jailbait, I needed another. I thought about the seven boys in the neighborhood and wondered which of them would be the next lucky child to get his virgin penis inside me.

As it happened, fate intervened and made the choice for me one Saturday afternoon. I was sitting around at home, minding my own business, as people say, and reading “The da Vinci Code” for the third time when there was a knock on the door. Standing up, I walked to it and peered through the peephole, delighted to see my son’s thirteen-year-old friend, Kieran, standing there.

Wishing I had time to chance into something more provocative, I simply adjusted what I was wearing and opened the door.

“Hello, Kieran. What can I do for you?”

“Oh, hi!” Kieran smiled a pretty smile. “I was wondering if Cameron was home?”

I shook my head. “No, he’s out at the mall spending his allowance.”

“Oh, ok.” He blinked owlishly behind his glasses. “Well, I’ll come back later.”

“Oh, no, no,” I said, placing a hand on his shoulder as he turned to leave. Kieran was such a cute kid. I’d fantasized about him a few times before. Now that I was back into actually having sex with boys, and not just thinking about it, there was no way this beautiful young child was leaving here a virgin. He’d have his underage penis inside my already moist vagina within the next half hour.

“He could be back at any time. You’re welcome to come in and wait,” I continued.

“Oh? Well, if you don’t mind?”

“Not at all.” I held the door open for Kieran and as he walked past I took a moment to admire the way the jeans he was wearing showed off his pert teenage ass.

“Would you like something to drink?” I asked as we went into the living room.

“Uhm… lemonade?”

“Sure. I’ll be right back.”

“Ok.”

I went into the kitchen and poured him a glass of lemonade, pondering my options and trying to figure out what the best approach with him would be. He was pretty bookish, as I’d mentioned before. Basically a geek. Maybe I could use that somehow.

I sighed. In any right thinking world I could just go up to a cute boy and ask him to fuck me, but sadly I lived in reality. Oh, well. I walked back into the living room where Kieran was waiting for me.

“Thanks,” he said, taking the lemonade as I handed it to him.

“You’re welcome, Kieran.” I smiled. “So how are you these days?”

He shrugged. “I’m doing ok.”

“Been up to much?”

“Not really.”

Smiling again, I said, “You got a girlfriend yet?”

Kieran laughed a little bitter laugh. “No, girls aren’t interested in boys like me.”

Oh, turning him into my next sex toy was going to be easier than I thought. “Now Kieran, why do you say that?”

“I’m not very cute. I’m kind of a geek. Girls aren’t interested in boys like that.”

I smiled. “Kieran, you’re very cute.”

He smiled a little. “Everyone knows your friend’s parents are supposed to say things like that.”

“No, I mean it,” I said with a shake of my head. “You’re very, very cute, Kieran.”

“Really?”

“In fact, you’re so cute, that… no, nevermind.”

“What?” he asked.

I shook my head. “No, nevermind.”

“Oh, come on. Don’t tease me like that.”

“Well… you have to promise you won’t be bothered or offended or anything.”

“I won’t.”

“Well…” I leaned in close and whispered into his ear. “You’re so cute that I’d like to take you to bed.”

Kieran blinked, eyes wide behind his glasses. “I… you…what?”

I placed a hand on his chest. “I’d like to take you to bed, Kieran. To have sex with you.”

“You… you would?” he gasped out.

“Oh, yes.” I smiled. “Would you like to have sex with me?”

“Uh…”

Before Kieran could reply, I took his hand and pulled him to his feet. Whispering, “Follow me,” I led him back to the bedroom.

Kieran was unresisting as I pulled him into the room where Shiloh and I had had so much fun over the last week. Sitting down on the bed, I took the lemonade from Keiran’s hand and set it on the nightstand. Then placed a hand on the front of his jeans, pleased to feel the hardness therein.

“Just relax, Kieran… you’re about to have the time of your life.”

Kieran said nothing, he just looked down at me, obviously nervous and uncertain.

I unzipped and unbuttoned his jeans, pulling them open and then slowly lowering them and his boxers, revealing a small patch of coppery pubic hair and his very, very hard barely teenage penis. It was a little longer than Shiloh’s, but also a little thinner. I knew it was going to feel wonderful inside me.

“You have a very nice penis, Kieran,” I said, taking it in my hand and stroking it slowly as I looked up into his frightened eyes. Almost like a deer in the headlights.

“Th… thank you…” he whispered.

“Has anyone ever touched you like this before?”

To my surprise he nodded. “Yeah… one b-… girl…”

I heard the word left unsaid. I raised an eyebrow. “A boy, or a girl?”

Blushing, Kieran said, “A boy…”

I smiled. “Well, that’s not a big deal. That’s just boys making each other feel good, and that’s alright. Is it anyone I know?”

Slowly Kieran nodded and before I had the chance to ask, he said, “Cameron.”

Now THAT was a surprise, though I suppose it shouldn’t have been. “My son, Cameron?”

“Yeah… sometimes we… touch each other…”

I smiled. “Well, that’s very nice.”

“It is?” He looked taken aback.

“Absolutely,” I said, stroking him some more. “Did he ever suck you?”

“Yeah… we do it to each other sometimes…”

This made me even hornier! “Well, like son, like mother,” I said, wrapping my mouth slowly around Keiran’s penis. He moaned and put a hand on the back of my head, obviously enjoying the feelings, but still confused, I was sure.

As I blew Kieran I thought about Cameron and him fooling around with each other. I had a major thing for the idea of boys having sex with each other. It was a huge turn-on. The fact that one of the boys was my son made it even hotter. I made up my mind right then and there that I’d get Cameron’s virginity, too.

After a few minutes of blowing Kieran, I pulled my face away and said, “Take off your clothes.”

“Ok…” He stood back a little and, with shaking hands, began to disrobe. Soon he was standing naked before me in all his scrawny, geeky glory. He was so hard his penis was pointing almost straight up.

“Mmmm…” I said, reaching out to take that penis in my hand. “Very sexy…”

“Thank you…” He swallowed. “Are you… are you sure this is ok? I don’t want to get into trouble or anything…”

“You won’t,” I said with a smile. “You’re going to get laid. How can that be trouble?”

“I don’t know… I haven’t done it before…”

I laughed. “Well, you’re going to today.” With that I stood up and got out of my clothes, standing naked before the young child. “Do you like what you see?”

Mutely he nodded.

I took one of Keiran’s hands and placed it on one of my breasts. “You know, most boys don’t get to fuck until they’re fifteen. You’re going to get a head start on all the jocks and popular boys.”

Despite himself, Kieran smiled a little. “Cool…”

I took Keiran’s other hand and placed it between my legs, extending his index finger so that it slid up into my hairless vagina (I’d been keeping it shaved for Shiloh). “You feel that?” I whispered.

“Yeah…”

“That’s where your penis is going to be very soon.”

Kieran whispered. “How soon?”

Smiling, I pulled away and laid down on the bed, spreading my legs. “How about now?”

“R-really…?”

“Yes. Just get on top of me.”

“Oh, god,” Kieran whispered, looking down at me, his penis twitching madly.

“Come on, Kieran… just lay on top of me and I’ll do the rest.”

Shaking, the innocent young boy got between my legs, his eyes fixed on my vagina. Moving almost robotically he laid himself out on top of me, careful that no part of him was actually coming into contact with me.

“Do I need… a condom… or anything?” he managed to eventually say.

Ah, the schools these days. Such educations. “No,” I said, shaking my head and not broaching the fact that I was insanely turned on by the idea of having a baby with one of these underage boys. I took his throbbing young penis in my hand and pressed the tip into my vagina. “When you’re ready just push it into me.”

Kieran nodded and closed his eyes. Seconds later I felt him begin to move as he slowly eased his virgin thirteen-year-old penis into my twenty-eight-year-old vagina. Once he was about halfway way in, he opened his eyes again and looked at me, his mouth open slightly and looking almost terrified with pleasure.

I placed my hands on Kieran’s firm boy ass and pulled him closer. “Slide the rest in…”

Kieran moved forward, going all the way inside me. As soon as he was completely inside, he whispered, “Oh, god… I… oh… OH! UH!” At that same moment I felt his teenage penis begin to spasm inside my vagina as his sperm blasted into me. He’d been inside me less than ten seconds before his orgasm.

Kieran kept his naked body held above mine, breathing hard as he looked down at me. “I’m sorry… sorry… I didn’t mean to…”

“Shhhh…” I leaned up and kissed him on the nose. “It’s ok. I enjoyed it.”

“You did?”

“Yes.”

Kieran grinned a little, his still-hard penis remaining inside me. “Wow…”

“Do you like being inside me?”

“Yeah…” He smiled raggedly. “I’m really… really in you… aren’t I?”

“Look down,” I suggested.

Kieran lifted his body and peered down to where the base of his penis protruded from my vagina.

“Oh, wow…”

“Nice, huh?”

“Yeah… it… I… oh… OH, GOD!” Kieran pushed deep into me and let out a soft whimper as his penis began to pulse inside my vagina once more, sending another shot of sperm to join those already in me.

“You must really like it in there,” I said with a laugh as Kieran collapsed on top of me, breathing hard.

“I’m sorry… I don’t… mean to… keep cumming…” he gasped out.

“It’s ok,” I said, running a hand through his hair. “That just means you’re having fun.”

Kieran grinned at me and we laid there silently for a couple minutes, his very underage penis still illegally within my adult vagina. I was really enjoying sex with him, despite his quick trigger finger… well, perhaps not “finger”…

“Kieran?”

“Huh?”

“Do you want to try actually fucking me now?”

“Huh? Oh! Ok.”

“Just move with your hips and slide in and out of me.”

“Alright.” He propped himself up on his hands and began moving his penis back and forth inside my vagina as he truly fucked me for the first time. “Oh… oh, wow that feels good…”

“Try not to cum too soon,” I said with a smile as he fucked me.

Kieran smiled back. “I think I can hold off for a minute or two.”

“Ok.”

I ran my fingers through Kieran’s red hair as he threw his head back, an expression of delight on his face. It was so nice knowing that I was making him feel so good. That was one of the best things about being fucked by young boys.

Kieran’s third orgasm inside me came after a little under three minutes. He actually pulled out after that, but about ten minutes later was in me again for another five minute trip to paradise. By the time he left that day, he’d came inside me a total of eight times in under three hours, which wasn’t bad, even for a thirteen-year-old boy!

By the time Kieran had left and Cameron, who I now viewed entirely differently, had returned home, I was pretty well fucked out. I went to bed early that night and laid there in the darkness, dreaming about my next conquest.

* * *

Three weeks went past during which time I was serviced often and enthusiastically by both Shiloh and Kieran, though never at the same time. It was nice, certainly, but it wasn’t long before I began to hunger once more for a virgin boy.

I finally figured that Cameron might as well be the next boy on the list. I’d thought long and hard about the idea of sleeping with my son and eventually decided it was too good of an idea to resist. Now I just had to figure out how to get him inside me. Overcoming the incest taboo, in addition to the boy/woman thing, would be a challenge.

So one Thursday night after dinner, I asked Cameron to come into the living room so that we could talk.

“What’s up, Mom?” he asked, coming into the room.

“Sit down for a moment, Cameron. We need to talk.”

“Oh.” He sat down. “Uh… I’m not in trouble, am I?”

I laughed. “Not at all! We just needed to talk about something.”

“Ok.”

“You turn thirteen soon. So there’s things we have to discuss.”

“Ok.”

“Well… we never really talked about where babies come from. About sex.”

Blushing Cameron said, “I know about that stuff.”

“Oh, really?” I asked in a withering tone. “And what do you know?”

“Uh…”

“For example, exactly how is it done?”

“Uhm…” Blushing even brighter, my son said, “Well… like… the boy gets on top of the girl and sticks his… his thing… into her… and they do it.”

“That’s all you know?”

“Well… yeah. They make a baby that way and then, like, nine months later she has the baby.”

I shook my head. “Cameron… you’re a dear boy and I love you, but you really need to fill some gaps in your learning here.”

“Oh… ok.”

“First… what are the proper names for the body parts you were mentioning?”

“Uh… well, the boy has a… a penis…” He blushed more. “And the girl has… a… uhm… pussy?”

“It’s properly called a vagina.”

“Oh, ok. A vagina.”

“And here’s some other things you didn’t know. Did you know the boy’s penis has to be hard for it go inside the girl’s vagina?”

Cameron blinked. “It does?”

“Yes. Yours is hard right now, correct?”

Cameron put a hand over his lap and blushed again. “Uh… yeah.”

“Don’t worry,” I laughed. “It’s not a bad thing.”

“Ok.”

“And do you know what a virgin is?”

“Uhm… a girl who hasn’t had sex? Like the Virgin Mary?”

“Yes, but it also applies to boys. So you’re a virgin, right?”

“Yeah,” he muttered.

Good, I thought. “Well, ok. You probably won’t be a virgin for very much longer.”

“I won’t?” he asked.

I shook my head. “The average boy loses his virginity at fifteen. That means there’s some that do it before and some that do it after.” I smiled. “You’ve always been an overachiever. I’m sure you’ll manage it soon.”

“Oh… thanks,” my son said, smiling.

“So have you ever seen a vagina?”

Cameron shook his head.

“Well…” I smiled a little. “I’d planned to get a copy of ‘Penthouse’ or something like that to show what one looks like, but I wasn’t able to.”

“Oh. Ok.” He looked a little disappointed.

“Well, don’t be so down. I have a better idea.”

“Oh? What?”

I stood up and took off my skirt and panties, standing half-naked before my twelve-year-old son. “I’ll let you see mine.”

Cameron’s jaw dropped open. He looked like he’d been hit in the head with a salmon. “You… what?”

I sat down and spread my legs wide, exposing my shaved vagina. “It’s not a big deal,” I said in a slightly condescending tone. “It’s where you came from, after all.”

“Well, yeah, but still…” Despite the protest his eyes were riveted.

“Kneel between my legs,” I said. “Let me show you around.”

Swallowing hard, Cameron got on his knees between my legs.

“What do you think?”

“It’s… uh… interesting.”

“Now, normally,” I began in my most scholarly voice, “women have hair between their legs. I shaved all mine to give you a better view.”

“Oh… thanks.”

“Now, see this part here?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s the clitoris. It’s got about a zillion times more nerve endings than your penis. When you have sex with a girl, this is part of what will turn her on the most, but you have to be very careful when you touch it, so that you don’t overwhelm her or hurt her.”

“Oh… ok…”

“Put your finger right here. Right next to it.”

“A… are you sure…?” Cameron whispered.

“Yes, don’t worry. It’s ok.”

Shaking a little, Cameron reached out and placed his finger a couple millimeters away from my clitoris.

“Now… rub that area a little, but don’t touch the clitoris itself.”

“Ok.”

I smiled a little as my son began touching me. It felt… ok. Not great, but ok. The fact that it was my boy doing it to me was really nice, though.

“Very good,” I whispered. “Now… you see those things like lips?”

“Yeah…”

“Those are called labia. They protect the vagina.”

“Ok.”

“Rub your fingers up and down along them. Just the tip.”

“Alright.”

“Interesting, huh?”

“Yeah…”

I reached down and spread my labia apart. “See that place there?”

“Yeah.”

“That little wet spot?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s my actual vagina.”

Cameron’s eyes went wide. “Cool… that’s where the boy’s penis goes?”

“Yeah.”

“Wow.”

“Is your penis still hard?” I asked.

“Huh?” Cameron looked up. “Oh. Yeah.”

“Take it out and let me see it.”

“Huh? Why?”

“Because I have to make sure it looks ok.” All boys are insecure, of course.

“Oh. Well… ok.” Cameron stood up and slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. Reaching inside, he pulled out his hard, pre-teen penis.

Before Cameron could react, I took his penis my hand and regarded it. It was about four inches long and still had no hair. Well, maybe a couple strands, I thought, looking close. It was reasonably thick, but nothing great. I knew it’d feel wonderful inside me, though.

“Your penis is very nice, Cameron,” I said, stroking it slowly.

“Ah… thank you…”

“Take off the rest of your clothes. Let me have a look.”

“Uhm…”

I smiled. “Cameron, I’ve seen you naked a lot since you were a baby. You don’t have anything to be shy about.”

“Well… ok.” He pulled off his shirt and stepped out of his jeans and underwear.

I put my hand back around Cameron’s penis as he stood back up. “Very nice… you have a good body, Cameron.”

“Uh… thanks, Mom…”

“Does this feel good?”

“Yeah…”

“You wanna know a secret?”

“What?”

“Sex feels even better.”

“Oh… cool.” Cameron smiled a little.

“Oh, what’s this?” I ran my finger along the tip of his penis. “Precum? Excellent. That means you’re almost a man now.”

“Cool.”

“Now, get back down on your knees.”

“Ok.”

“You remember me telling you where my vagina is?”

Cameron nodded. “Yes.”

“Try to find it with your finger.”

“Ok.” Cameron poked around. “Uh… here?”

“That’s right. Now slowly slide a finger into there.”

“Ok…” He pushed with his hand, eyes widening as his finger sank into my vagina. “Oh, wow… cool…”

“Feels good in there, huh?” I asked, a little breathlessly.

“Yeah…”

“Imagine how nice it would feel to have your penis in something like that…”

“Really nice…”

Somewhat reluctantly, I said, “Now… stand up.”

“Ok.” Cameron stood up, his finger slipping out of me.

I reached back and pulled out a small foil pack. “Do you know what this is?”

“Uh… a condom?”

“Right. I’m going to show you how to put one on.”

“Ok.”

I opened up the condom and took it out of the foil. It was of the “snugger fit” variety, perfect for a young boy’s penis. I placed it at the tip of his erection and rolled it down onto the shaft. It wasn’t as tight as it should’ve been, but it got the job done.

“There. Did you see how I did that?”

“Yeah,” my son said, looking at his condom covered penis.

“Now, see, when you have that on, you can have sex with a girl without getting her pregnant.”

“Oh, ok. Cool.”

“There’s only one drawback.”

“What?”

“Well, most boys say it doesn’t feel as good.”

“Oh.”

Looking at Cameron, I said, “Do you want to try an experiment?”

“Ok, sure.”

“Kneel back down.”

“Ok.” He got back down, crouching on his knees.

“No, no. Lift your body up a little.”

“Uh… like this?” He sat up some, bringing his condomed penis to the same general level as my vagina.

“Yes. Now, scoot closer.”

“Ok.” He moved until he was a few inches away from me.

I took hold of my son’s penis and placed it at the entrance to my vagina. “Push it in.”

Cameron looked up at me in shock. “For real?” he whispered.

“Yes. You might as well know what it feels like.”

“But… you’re my mom…”

I smiled at his confused face. “It’s where you came from, Cameron. There’s nothing wrong with going back in there.”

“Are you sure…?”

Smiling again, I said, “Don’t you want to know what it feels like?”

“Yeah…”

“So put it in me.”

With a very nervous expression on his face, Cameron pushed forward and very slowly my son’s condom-covered twelve-year-old virgin penis began to slide its way down into my very welcoming twenty-eight year old vagina. I was now committing the ultimate act of incest!

“Oh… god… wow…” Cameron whispered, his eyes wide. “Oh… I’ve never… oh, this feels good…”

“Doesn’t it?”

I placed my hands onto Cameron’s butt. “Now move back and forth a little…”

“Ok…” He did with an expression of bliss on his face. “Oh, wow… that’s even better…”

I smiled as my son fucked me slowly, awkwardly. Then I said, “Now pull out for a moment.”

“Do I have to?” he whined.

“Yes.”

Cameron pulled out of me.

I reached down and took my son’s preteen penis in hand, unrolling the condom from it. Then I said, “Now put it back in and you’ll see what it’s like without one.”

“Ok.”

Cameron positioned himself and, on the second try, managed to get his now bare penis into the vagina he’d come out of all those years ago. His eyes, already wide to begin with, now began so large I expected them to fall out of his face.

“Oh… oh, shit, Mom… wow…”

“Feels even better, eh?” I asked, my vagina twitching a little.

“Oh, god, yes…”

“Now move it in and out again.”

“Ok…” Again, rather awkwardly, my son began to fuck me, moving his young penis back and forth inside my vagina. It wasn’t the best fuck ever, but it was QUITE pleasant knowing that I had my own son inside me.

“That’s it,” I whispered. “Fuck me…”

Cameron kept thrusting into me, his eyes screwed shut. Then he let out a loud howl and pushed deep inside me, his penis kicking as he sprayed his sperm into his mother’s vagina where, with any luck, he’d be the boy to get me pregnant. Carrying a child that would be both my child and grandchild would be VERY hot.

As my son got his breath back after his first orgasm inside a woman, with his mother as that woman, I smiled. “Wasn’t that fun?”

“Hah… uh… ah… yeah… oh…”

“You know you’re not a virgin anymore, right?” I asked, looking at my preteen son, his penis still deep inside my vagina. He looked so cute right now!

“Yeah,” he said after a pause. “I thought it was… wrong… for mothers and sons…”

“It felt good, right?”

Cameron nodded enthusiastically, his penis wiggling inside me. “Oh, yes!”

“Do you think anything that feels that good could be wrong?”

Cameron thought for a second. “No…”

“Well, there you go.”

He grinned shyly. “So it’s a good thing to be a motherfucker?”

I laughed loudly. “In this case, yes.”

“Cool.”

Both of us dissolved into silly giggles.

END

Copyright 2006 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.

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Screwing at School – Part 2

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November 20, 2008

Screwing at School – Part 2
By
Alex Hawk

Blayn and I kept fucking in the locker room during lunch every day for a week. We wanted to try and get together to do it elsewhere, like at one of our homes, but it never seemed to happen.

What did happen, though, was that the sex got better and better each time we did it. I went from just slightly liking it, to really getting into it! The feeling of Blayn’s penis inside my vagina was the best thing I’d ever experienced, and I wanted to get it as much as I could.

At the start of the next week, Blayn and I made our way to the locker room like usual. As we entered, though, we could hear something strange. Odd noises.

“Is there someone else in here?” Blayn whispered to me.

“I don’t know.”

“Let’s see.”

Quietly we crept among the lockers until we came to a small vacant area. There were two boys on a bench. Two naked boys. Each one sucking on the other one’s penis in what I would later learn was called a sixty-nine. They were both really, really cute and it was actually quite beautiful watching them together like this.

“Holy shit!” Blayn said.

Both boys looked up. They were named Eric and Dale and were both in a different class from mine, but I knew who they were.

“What… what are you guys doing here?” Eric squeaked out, brushing his long blond hair out of his face and sitting up, trying to cover his hard penis with his hand.

“We could ask you the same!” Blayn said. “You guys were blowing each other!”

“We were not!” Dale protested.

Blayn just gave him a look.

“Oh… alright. We were.” He hung his head and then looked up. “But we’re not gay or anything. It just feels good, you know? Wait… what were YOU guys doing here?”

“We came here to have sex!” Blayn said, proudly. I rolled my eyes.

“What? Like real sex?” Eric asked.

“Yeah!”

“Wow!” Both naked boys looked over at me. Eric said, “Can we watch you guys do it?”

“I don’t care,” Blayn said with a shrug. “Do you care?” he asked me.

“I guess not.”

“Ok. Let’s get naked, then.” Blayn began getting out of his clothes.

I followed suit soon after he started, feeling a little strange at the idea of being naked in front of Eric and Dale. I didn’t feel bad or anything. Just kind of… strange. I wondered, as I looked at their naked bodies, what it would be like to be fucked by them in addition to Blayn.

“Get off the bench, guys,” Blayn ordered as Eric and Dale were drooling over my naked body. They glanced up and then stood up, moving aside.

I laid down on the bench and spread my legs so that Blayn could get between them. He did so, and then took hold of his penis, positioning himself. One series of short thrusts later and he was inside my vagina once more.

Both the other boys leaned in close to look down at where Blayn’s penis went into my body. “Holy shit, dude! You’re really in her!” Dale said in stunned tones.

“Yeah, I know…” Blayn replied as he began fucking me slowly.

“What’s it like?” Eric asked, reaching down and fondling his penis. It was a tiny bit bigger than Blayn’s, and had a few wisps of hair above it.

“Really sweet…”

Eric and Dale watched in silence as Blayn and I continued to fuck. I was actually getting kind of turned on by having an audience like this.

Finally Eric couldn’t stand it anymore. He blurted out, “Can I have a turn?”

Blayn didn’t break his rhythm as he said, “That’s up… to Eliza…”

Eric looked at me with a pleading gaze.

Smiling a little I said, “Yeah… when Blayn’s done…”

“Cool!”

“Me, too?” Dale asked.

“Yeah…”

“Cool!”

Blayn’s naked body kept moving on top of me as he fucked. Judging by the look on his cute face, I didn’t think it would be too much longer until he was done. I was right. Soon he pushed deep inside me and moaned as his penis began twitching inside my vagina.

When Blayn was done fucking me, he pulled out, penis still stiff, and pointed down at me as he turned to Eric. “Go ahead, man. Have fun.”

“Cool!” Eric whispered in an awed tone. He got into position and looked down at my vagina. Then he looked up at my face with an uncertain expression.

“Here, let me help,” I said. I took Eric’s penis in my hand and put it in the right place.

“There?”

“Yeah.”

“Ok.”

Eric gave a little push and started sliding into me. Apparently remembering how Blayn had moved back and forth, he did the same, slowly working every inch of his twelve-year-old virgin penis deep into my tight eleven-year-old vagina. By the time he was completely inside, all I could see was the faint strands of hair that were above his erection.

“Ooooo… oh, wow…” Eric whispered. He moved back and forth a little. “Oh, this is nice…”

“Yeah,” I whispered back. The fact that his penis was larger than Blayn’s seemed to make a difference in how it felt to me, and it was a VERY nice difference!

Eric closed his eyes and was soon fucking me in a nice, unhurried way. I merely laid there and watched his cute body as he moved. I loved seeing the muscles under his skin as he fucked. That plus the feeling of his penis inside me was starting to make me feel better and better.

“Oh… ooooo… I’m cumming…” Eric said, suddenly. He pushed deep inside me, and I felt his penis begin jerking like Blayn’s always did, only there seemed to be more force behind it, and I thought I felt something splashing into me it happened.

After he was done, he pulled out and I saw a little string of something white going from the tip of his penis into my vagina. It broke as he moved completely away. I wondered what it was.

“Dude!” breathed Blayn. “Are you making sperm?”

“Yeah… for a couple months now…” Eric said, breathing hard.

“Wow… hey, Eliza. He just left some sperm in you.”

“Oh!” I blinked a little and thought about that. “Ok,” I finally said.

“I’m making sperm, too,” Dale said, proudly.

“Cool,” Blayn replied. “I can’t wait until I am.”

“So, my turn now?” Dale asked me hopefully.

“Sure,” Eric said, moving aside.

Dale got into the position Eric had just left. He looked down at me, young penis in hand. His was about the same length as Blayn’s, but a tiny bit thicker, though not as much as Eric’s. He did have a little bit more hair than Eric did.

“So, right here, right?” Dale said, touching his penis to the entrance of my vagina.”Yeah,” I said with a little smile. I was going to get a third boy inside me today! What a cool thought that was!

Dale held his breath and pushed, slowly slipping his twelve-year-old virgin penis all the way up into my eleven-year-old vagina. The same vagina that had already had the penis of both Blayn and Eric inside it today. As the third one entered me, I felt an incredible surge of power and pleasure go through my body.

“Oh, Jesus,” he said as he looked at the other boys. “Oh… you weren’t kidding, guys… oh… this is… wow…”

“Just wait til you start moving,” Blayn said with a smile, his penis twitching with memory.

As Dale started fucking me, Eric looked down at Blayn. “You ever get a blowjob?”

“No, why?”

Eric got down on his knees and without any preamble put his mouth around Blayn’s hairless penis, moving his face back and forth. Blayn started to protest, but could only whimper and put his hand on the back of Eric’s head. It was one of the coolest things I’d ever seen.

Then the pace of Dale’s fucking began to increase as he started to reach the same place that both Blayn and Eric had reached. I was simply lost in pleasure at this point. I could feel Dale inside me, I could see Eric blowing Blayn, the stimulation was incredible! I felt a huge series of waves of pleasure pass through my body as my vagina clenched repeatedly around Dale’s thrusting penis. I let out a happy moan as I experienced the best feeling of my young life.

I wasn’t sure what had just happened, but whatever it was, it must’ve felt great to Dale, too, because he grunted and pushed into me as his penis kicked and I felt his sperm blasting out into my preteen vagina.

Only moments after Dale was done inside me, the bell rang. We all looked at each other and started racing to get dressed and sprinting off to our classes. I spent most of the rest of the day looking forward to tomorrow, when I knew I could get with the boys again. I let out a little sigh of regret at one point. It was too bad I couldn’t get graded on this as a subject. I’d have had straight A’s for sure!

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk. Why Hawk? Because Alex African Swallow would just sound odd, and people would be constantly asking me about carrying coconuts. I mean, I’d have to have it on a line, right, and carry it under the dorsal guiding feathers.

This was a story that should NEVER have been done as two parts. You might be able to sense that I was really stretching this tale and doing my best to make it interesting, but my heart wasn’t entirely in it. Let this be a lesson to you aspiring authors.
Meantime, I got a website set up on asstr.org. I’ll make sure to keep publishing with Kristen, but I’ll also be putting up special stories and things on my own site.

As usual, I’m still hoping to hear from people who want to tell me about how they lost their virginities or stories about consensual incest. I’d also love to see pictures of cute boys or girls (naked is fine, but they have to be legal, so no sex). And I’d LOVE to see CGI pictures or drawings of what you artist types out there think the characters in my stories look like. The best ones will be put up on the site!

That’s all for now. I hope to hear from you folks soon about this story! If you wanna write to me you can do so at jasoncrowwriter@hotmail.com (changed the email address, because Alex’one isn’t working anymore -JC-). You can also request my FAQ about me and if you want to send me pics or drawings, do it there. I love to hear from fans!

Thanks for reading!

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