Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. ASSTR;'Candy'{Bunyip}(MF)[1!1] Subject: Candy.txt Date: Wed, 2 Jun 2004 From: Bunyip <bunyip@asstr.com> Organization: Archive: AASTR/Authors/Aussie_Bunyip CAUTION: This story contains adult themes not appropriate to minors. Feedback: I would be interested in hearing from anyone wanting to send their comments by email. =========================================================================== === Candy by Bunyip Candy is a younger sister of a mate of mine. Whenever I go over to his place, to work on our Hot Rods or his brother's bike, Candy comes down and makes a nuisance of herself until one of us slaps her arse and tells her to bugger off. However, over the last few years she has gone through puberty. Slapping her arse has become so much more fun, yet we have become somewhat more restrained. Anyway, this story is abou her seventeenth birthday, and the party celebrating it. Candy was always a light drinker, being underage even now. She was however makingup for it on her birthday. Her brothers were all shit-faced by 10.oopm, as was her father and just about every other male at the party except for myself and a couple of old guys. Somebody gave her a bottle of Southern Comfort and she came over to give me a swig. She stumbled on the last couple of steps and before I knew it she was sitting on my leg facing me. "Ooops, I think I just wet your leg." she said. I looked down and my pants leg was indeed wet, and then I felt the warmth of her body against my upper thigh. She started to giggle, then said "Oh what the hell!" Before I realised, I felt her full flow and a growing warmth and wetness spread over my thigh as she peed on my leg. Her face turned to one of complete satisfaction, and she simply nestled onto me leg and began to grind her cunt onto it. "Candy!" I spoke as ascertively to her as I could "You're peeing on my leg!" "I know, but who else would let me?" she said giggling. "I came for my present!" she insisted. "You unwrapped it earlier." I said confused as I had seen her undo it. "No!" she said alaud. "Shhh, don't yell!" she then whispered, " I can hear you! You promised me something better." "I'm sorry, what did I promise you?" I asked, not remembering what she was talking about. "You once said that if I were old enough, 17, old enough to fuck, you'd have fucked me!" "I don't think I said it quite like that." I said "and if I did, I was probably playing with you." "Oh please, play with me. You can play with any part of me. I'm all yours." she said as she snuggled in closer to me. Well I have to admit that I scanned the area, and was surprised to find that many of the older guests had already left. Her parents had gone inside and her brothers and their other mates were out by the keg and not likely to move for some time. Her female friends had either gone inside as well, or were standing around the keg looking for a pickup. Those with boy friends had already gone for a parking spot and a good quick and dirty fuck before taking the parents daughter home. So except for some old fart sleeping on the grass, and his dutiful wife sitting beside him with a half empty port bottle in her hand, and another couple in the pool probably making some work for the filter, we were in an empty suburban back yard, and in a dark corner of it none-the-less. So Candy had me to herself, and I think she had already judged the situation. My hand slipped up under her dress to her panties which were of course wet having pissed on my leg. My fingers got easily underneath her panty leg, and after wrestling with a bit of unclipped pubic hair. I slipped a finger into her juice pot, and she snuggled up closer, higher along my thigh. My finger tickled her pussy hole, and her pisser, before parting her pussy lips to find a nice sized clitoris, aroused and standing like a tiny cock. My own cock was now bulging at my pants, trying to dig to China or something such, and Candy found it. Her hand was on it in a flash and she said "Oh Boy, I always knew you were big." "What made you think that?" I asked as my fingers were busy tickling her hanging garden. "When you guys get under the cars I sometimes look up your shorts. Of course so do my friends. I not the only pervert you know." "Oh! I'll remember that!" I said as she undid my belt and button, then unzipped me to let my cock out. It stood up between us and she just stared at it. "You can touch it." I said looking at the amazement in her eyes. I have to admit that I never considered whether she was a virgin. I had always found her sexy, sometimes too sexy even when she was thirteen, she would come up to me and wrestle with me until I got a hardon, and then I'd make excuses to stop. Maybe I wasn't fooling her, maybe I was fooling myself. Maybe she always knew I was hard for her. Anyway, I always did the right thing and took my hardon somewhere else where she would not be exposed to it, or a randy man seven years her senior. Now she was legal, and it didn't matter, but it seemed to be cheating somehow. Anyway, apart from moralising over it, there I was hard and horny, and there she was drunk, wet and horny. Then it dawned on me that she wasn't all that drunk. In fact she wasn't very drunk at all. Her Southern Comfort was mostly full, and her drink for the evening looked like orange juice, and I know she doesn't like Vodka. In the time I took to justify my cock standing like a bridge pylon, harder than it had been for some time, Candy had drawn up closer and closer to me, squeezing my hand between her crotch and my leg. Now she was riding my hand, my fingers, and getting off on it. My cock was pressed between out bellies. She squeeled a little girl squeel and then moaned like a whore as my hand suddenly got much wetter. "Oh my, oh my, oooh my!" she said as her crotch quivered and her cunt crunched in spasms on my hand. Then she lifted up and told me to "get inside", which I didn't need to be explained to me. My cock nestled against her panties until I pulled them to one side, split her pubic tangle, and then let myself into her hot slippery quim. The head of my cock pressed against her vagina for a few seconds as she gyrated in small circles on top of it. When at last it slipped inside her she squeeled, and it popped half way up inside her. She ground her cunt down onto it keeping pace with the music from upstairs. As she settled she cuddled closer, and at last I could feel her body without feeling like a cradle snatcher. She was small, writh, yet shapely with a healthy pair of breasts for a seventeen year old. Her skirts covered my lap, and hid any evidence of our situation, except for her grinding motion which I was enjoying so much that I was simply lying back and accepting her attention. She stopped for a moment and asked if I'd kiss her. When our lips met, I swear I fell in love wih her, or perhaps I realised that I always had been. She was so much fun that I had always enjoyed her company, and it was as if I had merely been waiting for her to mature. I thrust up into her and with a hand on her lower back I pushed her down onto my cock, even as we continued to kiss. The sensation of her cunt swollowing my cock like that sent shivers up my spine and I knew that I had to fuck, well finish fucking her, right then. Between her riding up and down and my thrusting I had her in orgasm in a minute or so, and I was building to a coming like nothing I had felt before. It happened all too fast and in moments I was pumping my come into her, and into her panties as I tried in vain to get my cock out of her before I come. Id didn't matter as we announced out engagement a month later, and then married four months after that. She wasn't pregnant but I doubt that woud have mattered. I had found my life long partner, and tonight we celebrate out 25th Anniversary. You might guess how.