Alex Hawk

A Year in the Life of Madison Semmes – Part 12 – April

A Year in the Life of Madison Semmes – Part 12 – April
By
Critock

The original author of this series unfortunately abandoned the work without finishing it.
While I doubt I can compare, this series is great enough that it deserves continuation.
All characters created by the great Alex Hawk.

If I’ve said it once I’ve said it a thousand times. Virginity can go fuck itself. Or I guess it can’t, since it is virginity? Regardless, it indeed was something that deserves to be stated over and over, to everyone around my age who has to be drowning in the “too young for sex” speeches. I know it goes through my mind every time a cock starts sinking into my pussy, right before the pleasure starts hitting and the ride begins.


A ride was exactly what had just begun this Saturday morning, pretty much as had happened almost every day since I had met Brandon. After going over to his house and avoiding any extended contact with his parental figures on our way to his room or some other private place, it had never taken long for whatever he was wearing, at least below his waist, to disappear, my skirt to be lifted up or taken off (Or on one memorable day, ripped off) and his hard unprotected cock sinking deep into my pussy. At least for the first fuck of the day, we never wasted much time with foreplay. I tend to start off wet, and he like pretty much every guy I’ve ‘come’ across gets hard and stays that way pretty much immediately.

It had unfortunately been a day since the last time we had fucked, since after school he had to go to one of his baseball games and that took up most of the evening. While I had filled the time with Jacob filling my cunt a few times, he sadly didn’t compare to Brandon’s skills, though he was getting exponentially better. Having told him about Kelly still thinking he was cute and about how she was getting to be almost as sexually active as I was (though I left out that her experiences were mostly with her brother.) certainly didn’t hurt matters, as I think he’s been doing some research on his own to properly blow her mind. He’s doing a much better job of blowing mine. But Brandon needed no further research, and I wasn’t sure if I could remain conscious if there was something better that he could do to me. Anyway, because we had been apart for so long compared to our new normal, we were raring to go from the instant he opened the door. He only lived with his father and he slept like a rock on the other end of the house until noon on the weekends, so we ran to Brandon’s room, and once inside I had found myself pressed hard against the door, his lips on mine and his tounge in my mouth as he lifted up my skirt while I quickly unsnapped and pulled down his jeans. I’m not quite sure if he’s expecting to find panties there, he should know by now that unless I’ve got somewhere else I need to get to after that I’m not going to be wearing anything that’s going to impede the process of getting him inside me. It was ten o’clock in the morning, I hadn’t had a cock in me since last night, and I hadn’t had Brandon in me in two days. I needed fucked. The only thing on my pussy was my wetness, which was threatening to run down my leg I was so ready for him.

His pants hit the floor as he slid two fingers inside me, drawing a groan from my mouth from the sudden pleasure, especially as he curled them and rubbed my spot. His cock was hard as granite. Seeing the lust in each others eyes only fueled us more, and he forcefully spun me around to face the door. I didn’t know how much I liked it slightly rough until Brandon. I didn’t know a lot of things, despite the sheer amount of sex I had in the last year. Like how much I liked it from behind, which I was reminded of when his prick easily slid into my wet cunt. Like how much a little dirty talk turned me and typically whomever I was with on, as I discovered one time when Brandon hit a particularly nice spot, I yelled out “Oh Fuck!” which spurred him on to a harder drive than usual. Like that I even enjoyed my ass being played with as I had an unexpected orgasm when his hand (he swears) slipped, and his thumb landed right and slightly in my hole. So that has become a regular part of our adventures, though I don’t think I’m ready for anything bigger than a finger to go in there. I mean, we’ll work up to it, but I think I’m going to have to visit Lucien and Kyle as they have had the most experience with ass-fucking, even if it was just with each other. Strangely neither of them ever tried that with me. Probably just happy that a twelve year old was fucking them as good as I was. Honestly, they haven’t really been in the picture for a while. Brandon and I, though officially still just friends with benefits, have just been with each other. Of course, other than the couple of times I was with Scott and Kelly, who seems to get more turned on by me being there than Scott, and about once a week for a few hours with Joel when he gets past his reluctance and realize that he’s got a fresh teenager willing for him to fuck her brains out at a moments notice. And every now and then with Jesse. And I still have my eye on Sean, who apparently lost his own virginity to Sally Reed who found out that me and Kelly were doing things with boys and got jealous, fucking both Jacob and Sean, after which she excitedly told us both her throat and pussy were sore, and she couldn’t walk very well. It must’ve been a hell of a time, since for about a few days after Sean didn’t respond to any of my usual flirting, and even Jacob wasn’t interested in sex. I know it’s a lot, but I still don’t consider myself a slut. Other than Sean, I’m not looking for anyone to add to my list. As far as Brandon, he says he hasn’t been with anyone, but is interested in meeting Kelly. He doesn’t mind hearing about me being with other people. In fact he wants to know everything that happened. And then afterward he fucks me until I scream, like he wants to remind me who the best is. And he does, oh boy does he. And afterward, it’s good. For the first time, I like hanging out with someone beyond sex. I think we’d be friends even if we weren’t fucking. That might go back to wanting someone to love over just lust. If he ever wanted an actual relationship, which would be my first, I think I would go for it, even if I couldn’t fuck anyone else. I think that’s the definition of love, honestly.

But that’s just idle thoughts. When it came to fucking and sex, there typically wasn’t a lot of thinking about the future which reminds me how lucky I was I didn’t get pregnant before I got on the pill. Whenever I see a guy I know I’m going to fuck, that fuck is all that matters. I become laser focused on getting as much pleasure as I can and getting that cock to spurt. And so I pushed back on Brandon’s cock as he tortuously placed his cock at my entrance, not wanting the tease. As I pushed the head of his circumcised dick squeezed inside me and did not stop. His hard cock speared deep inside my pussy, my wetness coating his length as I moaned out in pleasure and thanks to the universe for letting me feel this good. Our hips met, and with a practiced rhythm we began our perfected dance.

“God yes, give it to me!” I began as he pulled back, almost all the way but not quite, and drove back in, not stopping his thrust until his crotch met my ass cheeks. His hands held my hips tightly, not enough to leave a bruise but certainly not loosely, enough to wordlessly state that my thirteen-year-old body was his to take as he wanted, and just the thought of that made my underage pussy flood even more as he gripped me.

“Fuck yeah Madison! I missed your pussy last night baby…” His cock slid in and out, my pussy gripping every inch of him, already trying to claim what it and I desperately needed, his cum filling it up.

“Mmm Yeah! I missed your cock!” Despite how little time part of his cock was out of me when he was pulling back for his next thrust, I felt a quick emptiness and longing for it, as I usually did whenever I wasn’t being filled.

As he thrust, his strokes became shallower and his hands trailed up my sides and over my budding breasts, still not large enough to even require a bra. He seemed to love them all the same, as he tweaked both of my nipples at the same time, drawing a “Fuck…” from my lips. He drew his face close to my ears.

“I know you did.” He growled in my ear. God, he made me so hot! Still pinching and slightly pulling now on my nipples, he continued to talk as he kept his crotch right up against my ass, shifting his weight so instead of thrusting, his cock just rubbed the inside of me in a way that’s so unique to anyone else I’ve fucked, and something that absolutely makes me lose my mind! “You get any to tide you over?”

He knew how I was, and I was so so thankful for it. “Just…God…Just my brother. He was right there and…”

I felt a hand trail down towards my pussy as he interrupted, his body still churning against me, stirring his cock inside my pussy so deliciously. “I love how much you need it, baby.” His hand reached its goal, a finger touching my clit and pushing against it, making me squeal.

I could barely talk as he pulled his head back from me. “I need…I need…” I felt the orgasm coming, the first of the day. It was going to be a big one.
And he knew just how to make it big. He started thrusting again, pulling out and shoving his cock back in, hitting me in the best way. His hand still toyed with my clit, while his other hand moved back to my ass, not stopping at the hit, but running a thumb down between my cheeks. “I need…”

And then his thumb pushed slightly inside my asshole and I lost all control, something that had started happening more and more to me as I became more experienced. I let go of anything holding me back, my mother’s warnings against sex, the teachings at Mass, every mixed message thrown to me went out the window when I felt his thumb go inside me, and I screamed. “I NEED YOU!!!” I came and came hard with a feeling that was easily in the top ten of an increasingly long list of orgasms. My hips started moving faster of their own accord as I came, my pussy tightening around his cock. I reached back with one hand, removing it from from where it had been plastered against the door when he pushed me against it, and grabbed his ass.

I could be forceful myself if the occasion called for it.

I pulled him against me, forcing him harder inside me. And then again. And again. I didn’t have any words left, just grunts and moans as his cock entered me again and again and again as my sensitivity was in overdrive.

For his part, he picked up on what I wanted immediately. It really wasn’t difficult to figure out, he wanted the same thing. I was getting mine, now he was going to get his. He started fucking me hard, with long strokes hitting the very end of me. “Ahh! Ahh!” Every thrust of his was punctuated by a sound from me.

“FUCK I love your body Madison…I’m gonna cum in you.” One of the sexiest sentences in the English language, especially right then. I could feel his tension from my hand on his ass, feel the sweat on his front and my back, and could almost sense the cum about to invade my body. I wanted it. All of it. I’m selfish like that.

His sexy sentences gave way to unintelligible grunts as he thrust hard and long. Once…Twice.. Three more times was all it took for me to feel the pulsing of his cock in my pussy, and knowing what it meant gave me a small aftershock of an orgasm that left me groaning.

With his cum now flowing inside me, he typically would have withdrawn, but this time he did something I wasn’t expecting. He moved his hands away from my pussy and ass and wrapped his arms around me, hugging me from behind. Even as his cock was deflating (Though I knew that was a problem that would rectify itself in a matter of moments), he held on to me, and I felt the closeness. For once, not the heat of an all-consuming fuck, but actual warmth that seemed to fill my body even more than his cock and cum ever did.

Was this…Was this love?

After a long moment that was surprisingly too short, he withdrew from me, though one of his hands went to mine. He led me to his bed where we both removed what was left of our clothing and laid down. Not exhausted, as it would take much more than one session to do that and I’m still an all-day all-night girl (Though despite extended sessions with Kelly and Scott, I still haven’t had an opportunity to prove it), but just a happy relaxing moment before we inevitably would be again fucking the shit out of each other. His arms again encircled me and held me to him, this time front to front, and for a time, we cuddled. Again, this isn’t something I was used to.

Not that I minded. I didn’t know where this came from but I was willing to ride this train to the end. I felt his hands stroking up and down my back , not really in a sexual way though his touch was guaranteed to keep my pussy flowing just in case. My skin still had some sweat on it, and it led to a delicious feeling with his fingertips just moving between my shoulders and along my spine.

For my part I wanted as much contact as I could get. I had one leg up and over his, almost but not quite pushing my crotch against his leg, and I was caressing his back a little more firmly than he was doing to me. While his touch wasn’t really sexual as his downward strokes stopped well before my butt, I had no such inclinations. My hands trailed down to his ass, not to squeeze but just to feel. He had his own layer of sweat for me to feel, and I loved the sliding sensation.

We didn’t start out looking at each other when we went into our soft embrace, but our eyes met and I got lost for the first time. The motions and our bodies fell away and it was just his eyes staring into mine, our breaths the only sound. With everything that we had done and everything that I had planned for him, the only thing that ever scared me was right then, with what I saw in his eyes. Affection. Caring. Something I hadn’t seen from any of my partners up until now. Oh sure we were friends and everything, but for the most part I was a willing slut, a wet hole that was always open for business. I didn’t mind, because to me they were what I was after as well. No relationship, no lovey dovey nonsense. Just a series of available cocks attached to hot bodies that could show me some things, and young boys who I could usher into manhood.

The silence between us stretched on for what seemed like hours, but it felt good. Right, in a way. Then he smirked, his sexy, sexy smirk that could have dropped any panties in the neighborhood. “So, you need me, huh?”

I groaned, a blush coming to my body. Ever since I had started experimenting with dirty talk, I found myself uttering a lot of things, filthy things that I never knew I had the capacity or knowledge of, when I was being slammed into. It excited me so much that any filter I had on me was being pulled down, and my last vestiges of the nice little church-girl I used to be were disappearing the more I lost myself in the feelings. A lot of the time I wouldn’t even remember what I was screaming. But Brandon always remembered, and it irked me a bit. I tried to deflect a bit, lest the part of my brain that was figuring out feelings be exposed further. “I needed you to keep doing your job, if that’s what you mean.”

His smirk continued and I started thinking of how to wipe it off his face. “That’s not what you said. You said you needed me.”

“Well, I certainly need part of you.” I gave my own smirk, trying to match his in intensity, as I ran a hand down to his cock, which as usual was nearly back to full size already. I kept staring at his eyes, feeling him tense and hearing a small groan emanate from him as I wrapped my hand around his length, starting to stroke, feeling what was left of my juices on him and using it to jack him up and down.

He did lose the smirk, but not because of my movements. Instead he moved his face closer and kissed me lightly before pulling back. “I think you need more than a part.”

I was heating up, which was something because I never really cooled down from our first encounter that day. His hands continued caressing my back, and moved a little more roughly as he pressed his fingers into me, massaging me, causing me to moan. “Mmm…Keep doing that and you might be right.”
He chuckled as he kissed me longer and deeper, but not frenzied. No, he was taking his time to work me up, something we usually didn’t have the luxury for due to our desire. He pulled his face back again. “I know I’m right…Because I need you too.”

My hand stopped moving on his cock as a electric shock flowed through my entire body, both starting and ending in my chest. I stared at his eyes again, this time searching for something. His smirk was gone from his face, and nothing in his eyes said there was anything other than the truth. The part of my mind that had to do with feelings began screaming. I needed clarification.

“What…What do you mean?”

“I mean that you were the first person to talk to me once I moved here, and as long as I’ve been around you I haven’t wanted to talk to anyone else. When I don’t see you, I’m in a bad mood all day. I’ve never done it before so I don’t know but…I think I’m falling in love with you, Madison.”

The feeling that took over my body was more powerful than any orgasm had ever been. I couldn’t move or blink, I forgot to even breathe for a moment, and when I remembered it came out more like a gasp than anything else. “Brandon…” For almost a year, I’ve been so preoccupied with sex that I forgot the other part of it, and what was now feeling like the most important part. I didn’t think I had self-esteem issues but right then I couldn’t understand how he could love me. I was just this neighborhood’s willing slut. “I don’t understand.” I took another deep breath, and tried to rationalize. “I thought we were just friends with benefits. I haven’t stopped fucking other guys. I thought…I thought that’s all we were.”

The smirk returned, and despite feeling all of his skin against all of mine then and as many times as we had been together, I truly felt naked under his gaze as he looked deep within me. “How many cocks have been inside you, Madison?” He harkened back to our first conversation.

“With you, ten.”

“You haven’t been with anyone new since we’ve met. When was the last time you thought about fucking anyone you haven’t already known?”

“You know about Sean…”

“And you wanted him before, and I know what you’re like when you want someone, Madison.” He took one hand off my back to stroke my face lovingly, in a way no one ever had. “Nothing can stop you. So what about Sean? Why didn’t you get to him before that other girl did? Why wasn’t it you taking his cherry? The same reason I haven’t fucked Kelly, or anyone else.”

The electric feeling returned, and I was almost overwhelmed with emotion as the part of my brain that did feelings took over completely. He was right, the bastard was absolutely right. Just a month ago Sean was a twelve-year-old virgin. My speciality. At any other time I would have got to him, either alone or with Jacob, and worked my magic upon him, taking his first cum in a girl’s pussy and working him into my harem of dick. Any time in the last year I would have jumped on his untouched cock for no reason. But since Brandon came around, I simply had lost interest. Dick was no longer just dick and any would do. There was Brandon and then everyone else. I teared up as I realized the full extent of my feelings: If he wanted me to, I wouldn’t fuck anyone but him. I’d be his, body and soul.

A tear rolled down my cheek as the emotions leaked out of me. “You’re right…I do need you…” I whispered, and used all the courage I could find to complete my thought. “I love you.”

Him being a guy, he’d deny it, but I swear his eyes were glistening with tears when he kissed me then, a long deep passionate kiss that honestly jumped right into the top ten of orgasms with the power it brought to me. His hands pressed my body against his, like he couldn’t get enough of his skin against me, and I was with him on that. I wrapped a leg around him, using it to press his crotch against me.

“I love you Madison…I love you…” When we took a second to breathe before mashing our mouths back together, he’d utter those declarations, and each one hit me like a lightning bolt and spurred on my sudden realized need for him. Our hands were everywhere, in each other’s hair, over each other’s body. All at once like never before we needed to prove our need for each other, and after a month of practice, we knew just how to do it.

We rolled on the bed, him on top of me, his sweet weight pressing me into the mattress. My legs snapped open, high and wide, my pussy waiting. He bit and licked my neck as I threw my head back, my hair flowing over the pillows. “I Love you Brandon! I fucking LooOOOVVVVOH MY GOD!” He interrupted my own declarations with a hard thrust of his cock deep into me, as far and as deep as it could possibly go, and I swear I heard angels and a choir singing as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders and moved his perfect body against me, his cock moving and churning around my insides and hitting me in all the right places.

My hands drifted down to their usual spot right on his ass, squeezing and moving him against me, showing him how I wanted it and how it felt all at the same time. We kissed as we moved, feverishly licking each other, sucking on each others tongues and biting each others lips, both of us turned on beyond prior comparison. ‘Making Love’ always had been sold and shown as slow moving, two partners spending hours and hours to get each other off. That may be the case for most, but it certainly wasn’t for us. No, after a month of learning each others bodies and almost accidentally falling in love, the speed was just a bi-product of our lust. Of our need. We were not slow and sensuous types, not at this moment.

“GOD YES BRANDON! I LOVE IT!” I was quickly back to the limits of my control, and I didn’t want to control anything any more. We loved each other, damn whatever rules there were! I would give him as much as he’d give me, which apparently was everything. “I LOVE YOU! FUCK ME!”

Brandon was no slouch either, the look on his face already showing him losing it, which only turned me on further. “God Madison, that’s it baby, wrap yourself around me, Fuck I love you.” He lifted himself up slightly, and started thrusting into me hard as I lifted my legs higher, my ass slightly off the bed and upwards to give the best angle for his cock to rub my spot. “I love your body, your hair, your eyes, your smile…” He changed his thrusting and punctuated each thrust with a new word. “I. Love. How. You. Fucking. TAKE. IT.”

I was breathing heavy, the new blast of pleasure from each slam of his cock causing me to throw my head back and forth as I answered him in kind. “I love your hard cock, Brandon! I love what you do to me! I love you kissing me…” I interuppted myself by lifting my back up and placing a kiss on his neck. “I love you touching me, feeling me, making me COME!” I squealed my last word as I felt a small orgasm, a harbinger of things to come. It may have just been the emotion, the sudden want and love, but I felt a desire to give him a gift. “I’m yours, Brandon.” I almost was whispering breathlessly as he slowed slightly, conserving energy for what I’m sure would be a grand finale. “I’m all yours. My body is for you. I don’t need anyone else.”

He shook his head, lowering and whispering in my ear as he continued to thrust. “You are mine…But I don’t want you to stop fucking anyone you want to. I know who you are. You’re a slut. You’re MY SLUT.” He started pounding again, and all I could do is hold on and listen. “You’re going to keep spreading your legs for anyone you want to, let them fuck the shit out of you. And then you’re going to tell me all about them.”

I realized then that I was right. Me fucking other guys turned him on. I didn’t know why, and honestly, I didn’t care. Not only was this hot guy who fucked like the wettest of dreams giving me the freedom to go back to my whorish ways, but he would then use it to fuck the shit out of me! And then he upped the ante again. “And I want to be there for some of them. I want to fuck you with them! I want to watch you get fucked by these little boys before reminding you who does it best!”

As he was slamming me to the edge of the abyss, I tried to imagine what I would look like getting fucked from his perspective. And then, unbidden, a thought came to my mind of watching him get fucked in return. I remembered the hottest orgasms from when Lucien and Kyle fucked in front of me. I remembered watching Kelly fuck Scott. And I knew that turnabout would indeed not just be fair play, it’d be our foreplay. I grunted, moaning, and tried to get words out, knowing that I was about to cum, wanting to use this to get us both over the top, wanting to lose the last hold to control I had left. “And I…Fucking God…I want to watch you fuck. Jesus CHRIST give me that dick…I want to kiss you while you’re feeding your dick to Kelly.” I could feel his dick getting harder, and I knew how wet this was getting me. “She’s gonna ride your hard cock while I’m riding your face…I’m going to GRAB her and SLAM her on your dick and make her take every ounce of your sperm…And then…”

He was sweating as he thrust hard and fast, both of us having lost all control. If his father and my parents and the whole neighborhood had walked in at that point it wouldn’t have mattered, nothing was going to stop what was about to happen, and what I was about to say. “And then?” He struggled to get out.
“And then…I’m going to lick all of your sweet cum out of her while you slam your cock into my asshole.”

He fucking growled, and proceeded to fuck the ever-loving shit out of me, he was punishing my pussy and all I could do is scream his name as he slammed into me so deep, so hard, that I knew I would have bruises later. And I was there for it. I LIVED for this. This was the sex I had been after since the beginning, and I never even knew it existed! His dick started pulsing, and we both screamed at the same time we both orgasmed, him shooting his hot seed inside of me and possible or not I swear I felt it filling me up, while my hungry pussy squeezed every last drop out of him.

He collapsed on me, and I welcomed his weight as I felt like collapsing myself if it was physically possible. I was extremely fucked out in a way I had never been, and yet I was thankful. Thankful that I had figured out the feelings thing. Thankful that I had a guy that was so god damn good. Thankful that his dad’s room was far enough away the screams, if heard, could be blamed on the tv. We looked at each other again, our eyes filled with love, and kissed softly as his cock softened within me. But it wouldn’t be long before it was back where it belonged. And now it never would be long. I was the cat that got the canary (Or can we just change that to the pussy that got the cock?). Brandon glanced at the bedside clock, and set the alarm for noon to avoid being caught in a compromising position. Then, his cock still inside me, we drifted off for the first time as two young teenagers in love. My last thought before exhaustion took over was that I really needed to give Kelly a call later…

And that’s it folks… The end of the Madison Semmes story! All kudo’s go to critock! He’s the one writing this story and asking me what I think about it. Personally I think it’s a nicely written story and a fitting end to the Madison Series. She’s found her man (we all know we find our life’s partner at 13 – 14 years old 🙂 ) AND she can fuck around as much as she likes… If you’d like to read more of Critock’s stories, check out https://storiesonline.net/a/critock.
And let’s not forget: Hic est finis in finem

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

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

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

Also, I was a very horny teenager.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Hi,” I said once within range.

“Hey.”

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

“Cool. I’m Brandon.”

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

“Well, welcome to the neighborhood.”

“Thanks.”

“You need any help unpacking or anything…?”

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

“Oh, ok.”

“You wanna see our place?”

“Sure.”

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

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

“No, I’m an only child. You?”

“One brother.”

“That’s cool.”

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

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

“Little League and swimming. Mostly Little League.”

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

“Yeah. You play any sports?”

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

“Oh, ok. I can understand that.”

“How old are you?”

“Fourteen. You?”

“Thirteen.”

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

“Nope. You got a girlfriend?”

“Nope.”

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

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

“You know what?”

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

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

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

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

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

“Friends with benefits?” I suggested.

“Cool.” We kissed some more.

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

“Three. How many boys?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Ah… oh, yes. I knew what I wanted.”

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

“More than five,” I said.

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

“Thank you.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Your ear?” he suggested.

“I don’t do aural sex.”

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

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

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

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

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

“Ready?”

“Yeah. You want to be on top?”

“Sure, if you don’t mind.”

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

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

“You are, too. Now please fuck me.”

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

“Oh, I do.”

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

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

I giggled. “More than seven.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You came, right?”

“Oh, god, yes.”

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

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

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

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

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

“So did I, really.”

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

“Cool.”

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

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

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

“I’ve had a busy year.”

“I guess!”

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

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

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

“Yep.”

“So nice of you.”

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

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

“Yeah. What was your first time?”

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

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

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

“Not once.”

“Never curious?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yeah… I guess I could…”

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

“Oh… yeah, I know…”

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

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

“Yeah… god, yeah…”

“You like it?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You have.”

“Good.”

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

END

Copyright 2009 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.

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

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

January 15, 2009

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What happened? Skiing gone bad?”

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

I laughed a little. “That sucks.”

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

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

“I’m Zeke.”

“Nice to meet you.”

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

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

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

“No, not at all.”

“How old are you?”

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

“Cool, I’m fourteen.”

“Cool.”

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

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

“Oh, ok. You want some company?”

“Sure.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Sure.”

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

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

“Thanks, you’re cool, too.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Ah… ok.”

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

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

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

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

“Yeah.”

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

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

***

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Gotta humor my parents.”

“Oh, ok.”

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

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

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

“Sure,” Zeke said.

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

“It’s ok.”

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

“Cool,” he said with a shy grin.

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

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

“What do you think?”

“Wow, you look beautiful.”

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

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

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

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

I lifted up my face. “Something wrong?”

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

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

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

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

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

“Yeah. You look really sexy,” I said.

“Thanks. So what else?”

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

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

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

“Rub gently, ok?”

“Ok.”

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

“It is?”

“Yeah.”

“Ok.”

“Put a finger inside.”

“Inside?” he echoed. “How?”

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

“Oh, wow…”

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

“Oh, yes…”

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

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

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

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

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

“Oh… yeah… down there. If you want.”

“Ok, sure. How do I do it?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“On top…? Wait, are we going to…?”

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

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

“It’s ok. I have. I know what to do.”

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

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

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

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

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

“Ok.”

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

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

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

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

“Ok.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

END

Copyright 2009 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.

So Madison is back! I don’t know when her next adventure will be written. This one was just kind of sperm of the moment. But I hope you liked it!

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A Year in the Life of Madison Semmes – Part 03 – August

October 17, 2008

A Year in the Life of Madison Semmes – Part 03 – August
By
Alex Hawk

July rolled slowly into August. I spent much of the time on my back at Lucien’s house. I wasn’t able to see him every day, but I did get to see him most days. Suffice to say I generally wasn’t hurting for sex.

Naturally, anytime we were doing it at Lucien’s house and his brother was home, he made a point of finding a way to walk in on us. I didn’t mind. He liked playing with my nipples any time I was riding Lucien, and one time when Lucien was on top, the two of them started kissing while Lucien fucked me. That sight sent me into a great orgasm!

Towards the middle of August, our family went on a vacation to San Diego. This was fine in principle, and prior to my having a sex life, I was really looking forward to the trip. Now what it meant to me, however, was a week without Lucien’s penis. I was a little bummed by that fact.

I was going to be sharing a bedroom with my brother, and there was part of me that was very tempted to just start having sex with him. If I wasn’t able to find any other options, I planned to at least fool with him around a little, like we’d done at the start of summer. But for some reason, I was really reluctant to start having full intercourse with him. I wasn’t sure why. On our first full day in San Diego, I woke up pretty early. With Jacob still asleep (and in his own bed. I hadn’t done anything with him yet), I changed into my swimsuit and headed down to the hotel pool.

I got to the pool with great hopes. I figured I could, with luck, find a boy here that I could get sex from all week long. Even if I couldn’t, I figured I could at least enjoy looking at a few boys.

Of course, it turned out most of the boys I would be willing to sleep with were, apparently, sleeping in. All I saw were a bunch of older men and women splashing around or hanging out at the edge of the pool. No boys my age, or even near it. Oh, well, I thought as I gathered my things up and went back to the room. Maybe tomorrow.

When I got back to the bedroom, Jacob was still asleep. I stripped down and hopped into the shower, where my fingers gave me the orgasm I’d been looking for. It wasn’t as good as sex, but it would do.

Our week in San Diego went by pretty quickly. I didn’t have a lot of time for boy-hunting, because we were too busy seeing the various sights, which were pretty cool. The aquarium and museums and zoo and things like that were nice, but what I was really looking forward to was the beach, where we’d be spending our second-to-the-last day in town.

We lived out in the midwest, so I’d never had the chance to see a real beach before, or spend time at the ocean. As soon as we were there, I decided I never wanted to leave. It was really nice! Like everything I’d seen on TV, only better. Jacob and I quickly got on our sunscreen and dashed down to the water, splashing around like maniacs.

We swam, we ate, we just generally had a good time. For me it became a REAL good time when I was laying on my towel, looking around, and saw a boy checking me out. I looked at him out of the corner of my eye. He looked a year or two older than me. Blond. Wearing only a pair of shorts. He looked really cute! I smiled at him. He smiled back and walked over to my towel.

“Hi,” he said, sitting down next to me.

“Hi.”

“I’m Jack.”

“Madison.”

“Nice to meet you.”

“You, too,” I said, checking him out even more. Yeah, he was quite fine!

“You from out of town?”

“Yeah. You?”

“Yeah, we’re from Northern California. We come down here every year, though.”

“Cool.”

“So you like it out here?”

I shrugged. “Yeah, it’s nice. I like seeing the ocean and swimming and stuff.” I looked directly at him. “And there’s some cute boys to look at.”

Jack grinned. He had a nice smile. “I was thinking about the cute girls.”

“Cool.”

“You wanna go for a little walk?”

“Alright.”

I stood up and stretched, then found my mom and let her know I was going to go on a walk and would be back soon. Then I rendezvoused with Jack, who had stepped out of sight while I was talking with my mother, and we went on our walk. As we did so, he put an arm around my waist, and I responded by putting one of my hands on his butt.

We talked a little as we walked. I found out he was fourteen and had no girlfriend, which were both pluses to me. I also got the impression he wasn’t a virgin, but I couldn’t think of any way to find out, other than just asking him.

After about half -an-hour or so of walking, Jack said, “You wanna see the hotel we’re staying in?”

“Sure.”

We walked away from the ocean, heading up some streets until we were about half a mile away from the sand and outside a pretty nice hotel. We walked into the lobby and into an elevator. As soon as we were in there, I turned towards Jack and kissed him on the lips.

“This is a nice hotel,” I said, putting my arms around him.

“It’s even nicer with you,” he replied, kissing me back.

We made out a little more during the short ride to the floor his room was on. Once we were inside the room, I had enough time to say, “Nice,” before we were laying on the bed and all over each other again.

As we kissed, Jack untied the strings to my bikini top and then pulled it off me. “Very nice,” he whispered, leaning down to kiss and suck one of my nipples.
I felt a little shiver go through me at the contact. I knew at this point that I was definitely going to have sex with my second boy. I felt a little like I was cheating on Lucien, but not much. We’d made our arrangements.

I reached down and untied the strings holding up Jack’s shorts. Then I began to try pulling them down, which wasn’t working. Finally Jack pulled away from me long enough to take them off. As he did so, I removed the bikini bottoms I was wearing. When we embraced and began kissing again, we were both nude.

While we kissed, I took Jack’s penis in my hand. It was a little smaller than Lucien’s and he actually had pubic hair, which I thought was interesting. As I stroked it, I asked him, “You’ve had sex before, right?”

“Yeah. You?”

“Yeah. So you are going to fuck me, right?”

“Oh, yes.”

I grinned. “Good.”

Jack kissed me a little more. “I don’t have any condoms, though.”

“I haven’t starting having my periods yet.”

“Ok.”

I rolled Jack onto his back and moved my face downward. Once I was at his penis, I gave it a couple strokes and then slowly lowered my mouth around it. Lucien had taught me about blowjobs during our third day of sex. I wasn’t hugely into them, but they were ok, I guessed, and I knew he liked it almost as much as he liked fucking me. From the way Jack was reacting, I figured he probably liked it just as much.

Dealing with Jack’s pubic hair was interesting, I thought, as I sat up after a bit. I took a couple strands out of my mouth, and was grateful that Lucien shaved his pubes. I’d taken to doing the same, and now had a new appreciation of why it mattered.

Once my mouth was clear, I moved upward, straddling Jack’s slim, naked body. I took his fourteen-year-old penis in my hand and slowly lowered my twelve-year-old vagina down onto it, letting out a little moan as I was penetrated by my second boy.

“Mmmm… wow, you’re tight,” Jack mumbled once he was all the way inside me.

“You’re only the second boy I’ve been with.”

“Cool.”

Rather like Lucien, I soon found out that Jack was pretty quick on the trigger when a girl was on top. Well, maybe he was under any circumstances. I didn’t know. But he was only inside me for a couple minutes before he moaned, lifted his butt off the bed as he pushed into me, and fired his sperm into my vagina. I wasn’t even close to orgasm myself.

Breathing hard as he came down from his orgasmic high, Jack gasped out, “Sorry… I didn’t mean… to cum so fast…”

“It’s ok.” I leaned down and kissed him.

“Sorry,” he repeated. “It’s just… been a while… and you’re really hot…”

I giggled. “It’s ok, don’t worry.”

“Ok.”

We kissed some more, Jack’s penis still inside me and still pretty hard. Pretty soon we’d rolled over and he was on top, fucking me nice and slowly. It wasn’t as good as it was with Lucien, but it was still pretty sweet. Jack came pretty quickly this second time, too, but the third time he managed to last long enough to get me to cum.

We fucked for about two hours and managed four times total. We both knew this was the only time we’d be seeing each other and wanted to have as much fun as we could. We were pondering a fifth time when my cell phone rang. My parents were wanting to know where I was. I said I was just walking around downtown and I’d be right back.

“Sorry,” I said to Jack. “I guess we won’t be able to do a fifth time.”

“Yeah… well, you wanna get a quick shower before we leave?”

I was pretty sweaty and nodded. “Yeah, that’s a good idea.”

Somehow, in the shower, we managed to have a fifth time. I wasn’t complaining.

* * *

And now it was our last night in San Diego. We spent our last night having dinner at a really nice restaurant. Once we were back at our hotel, our parents urged us to get a good night’s sleep, since we’re going to have to be awake at 5am to catch our flight. I wasn’t looking forward to that, but I was looking forward to getting back home and getting laid by Lucien some more. Jack had been fun, very fun, but he wasn’t Lucien.

I was in my nightgown and watching TV as Jacob messed around in the room, getting everything completely squared away. As he did this, he was running around only in his underwear. I found myself checking him out. Sex with Jack yesterday had taken the edge off, but I was still pretty horny.

So about ten minutes after the lights were off, I finally made up my mind. Quietly I slipped out of my nightgown and panties, then dropped them both onto the floor near the bed. I kept myself under the blanket the entire time.

“Jacob?” I said softly. “You awake?”

“Yeah.”

“Cool. Did you have a good time this week?”

“Oh, yeah! It was lots of fun. You?”

“Yeah, I had a LOT of fun,” I said with a smile. “So… you also had fun that night in the tent a couple months ago, right?”

“Uhm… yes.”

“I did, too,” I said.

“That’s cool.” Jacob sounded a little nervous.

“So… you wanna fool around again? Like tonight?”

Jacob was quiet for a moment, and then, very softly, he said, “Ok.”

“Alright. Take off your underwear and come get into bed with me.”

“Ok.”

I heard Jacob moving around and saw him get out of his bed. I moved over and pulled aside the blanket, giving him access to my bed. He got in and I pulled the blanket over us.

“This is nicer than in the tent,” I said, reaching out to run my hand along my brother’s bare chest.

“Yeah…”

I moved my hand down to my brother’s stiff, still hairless, penis and began stroking it slowly. “I think you’ve gotten a little bigger,” I lied.

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

Shyly, Jacob reached out and placed a hand over one of my nipples. “I think you have, too.”

I pulled my brother’s nude body close mine, and moved my hand off his penis and onto his butt as I kissed him gently on the lips. He seemed very surprised at that, but kissed me back, holding onto my butt as well.

“So I’ve learned some stuff since last time,” I said, breaking the kiss.

“Oh?”

“Yeah.” I moved my head under the blanket and took my brother’s penis in my mouth. It wasn’t very big, but I still had enough to work with. I ran my tongue all over the shaft and the tip, determined to make him feel good.

Apparently it worked, too, since Jacob began moaning. Then his whole body tensed and I felt his penis begin to kick and pulse in my mouth. No sperm, but obviously an orgasm for my little brother. I threw the blankets off us (it was getting hot under there), and moved over my brother so that I was straddling his waist.

“You liked that, huh?”

“Yeah…” he gasped.

“Last time you used your mouth with me, so I figured I should return the favor.”

“Thank you…”

I reached down between our legs and took my brother’s still hard penis in my hand. I laid it out on his body and settled my vagina onto it. Then I began grinding with my hips, enjoying the feeling of his shaft rubbing against me.

“Oh… oh, that’s… oh…” Jacob moaned.

“Yeah, I like it too,” I said with a grin.

As I moved my vagina back and forth over my brother’s penis, I felt it catch a couple times and begin to slide into me. One time, the entire tip and a little of the shaft ended up inside me before popping back out. It was beginning to really drive me wild, and I was very tempted to just slide down onto it, but then I remembered that I’d told myself earlier I wouldn’t.

With some reluctance I dismounted from my little brother and laid down next to him, taking his penis in my hand and stroking it slowly.

“Rub my vagina for me,” I said.

“Ok.”

My brother put his hand between my legs, his finger quickly finding the entrance to my vagina. We laid there, side-by-side, masturbating each other for a couple minutes, the pleasure building steadily between my legs. I began to wonder who would cum first.

I didn’t have to wait too long to find out it would be Jacob who came first, his virgin penis twitching and spasming in my hand as he moaned in pleasure. I’d managed to make him cum twice in ten minutes or so, I thought with pride. Not bad.

Once Jacob was done cumming, he looked up at me. “Thanks, Madison.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Did you have your orgasm yet?”

“No.”

“Ok.” Jacob ducked down between my legs and began licking at my vagina. I whimpered a little at the contact. He still wasn’t as good as Lucien, but he sure wasn’t bad, and had quite a lot of enthusiasm! It wasn’t long before my little brother managed to tongue me to one of the best orgasms I’d ever had.

When I was done cumming, Jacob moved back up so that he was laying on top of me, his penis, hard again, pressing against my vagina. “Was that ok?”

“Oh, yes, that was very good.” I kissed him lightly.

“Cool.”

We snuggled up together for a few minutes longer and then I eventually kicked my brother out of my bed and back to his. I had no real problems with the idea of actually sleeping with him, but I figured my parents might have had different ideas.

It had been a good vacation, I thought, as I drifted of to sleep. Still, I couldn’t wait to get Lucien back inside me where he belonged.

End of Part Three

Copyright 2007 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.

Yeah, so she winds up hooking up with her brother again. Tell me you’re surprised. The only surprise is that Jacob is still a virgin!

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