Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Dylan and Crystal Mf, Teen, cons, first time, TRUE A supervisor's love for his employee grows Several years ago, I was a shift manager for a local grocery store in my town. Nothing major, but it had its perks. Mostly the beautiful girls that worked under me. The only bad thing was that the majority of them were underage, but hey, that's ok. I can look, just not touch. There was this one particular girl, Crystal, however who was just something else. She was 16 years old when she started there. I knew right away that she was perhaps the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. She stood about 5'7, very slim and trim, and the bluest eyes you have ever seen. Quite honestly, this girl was stacked. I had seen her hanging out with other girls that had worked at the store, but never talked to her until she started. It was an almost instant friendship. Let me back up a second, I was only 21 at the time, so I was still hip and cool I guess you could say, plus not to sound conceited, but I'm not that bad looking either. For the most part it was kept strictly plutonic, and kept at work, but soon we started spending a lot of time together on the phone and internet. Then we started spending physical time together. She would need a ride to the city, or here or there, and I was happy to give it to her, the ride that is (don't get ahead of me.) This got a few people talking, and if you know how office politics are, if one person was talking, everyone was talking. Not a big deal, it was just a friendship. I myself just thought it was nothing more than a friendship until she started dating other guys. Then I started to feel myself getting jealous. Yeah, I still talked to her, and spent time with her, but just the fact that there was someone else there to love her, and to please her. That infuriated me. I didn't understand it, I was 21 and she was only 16. This wasn't normal. I shouldn't have felt that way. We had shared some very intimate moments throughout the next year. In between her relationships, that always seemed doomed from the beginning, we had shared several deep, romantic kisses, even showered together after a drunken night out. I had had many opportunities to take advantage of her, and normally, had it been anyone else, I would have. I just couldn't do it to this girl though. A year passed, and she had been with some real winners. The one time she came into work with an obviously make-upped black eye and a puffy lip was the last straw for me. "Crystal, I know we're just friends, but please tell me you sent this asshole to the curb. You're not hiding anything." I said "I know, yea, he's gone, but I'm scared. He told me he would leave me alone, and not to worry and that he was sorry, but I just don't trust him. I really don't want to go to my apartment alone tonight." You see, Crystal and her mother never really got along, and after her mom and stepdad split, Crystal decided it would be best to get her own place. I thought for a moment. "Well, if you want, I can let you work late tonight with us, and then I can just come over and stay with you if you want me to." I replied. "You'd do that? Really?" She asked. I told her of course, and gave her a re-assuring hug and then we went on about our work. For the next few weeks, I stayed with her, or she stayed at my house with my roommates and me. Still plutonic, but there was definitely magic in the air. I got off work on cold ass winter night, and as I'm driving home, she calls me. She says she didn't want anything, but was bored and wanted to know if I wanted to come over for a couple drinks and maybe watch a movie. I'm not one to turn down a beautiful girl, or free beer, so I agree, and head to her apartment. As I knock on the door, it opens and I almost pass out at what I see. There is Crystal, standing there in a fire-engine red lace teddy, with a thong, and garter belts, the whole package. "Oh my God, you look amazing." Is all I can squeak out before she pulls me into her apartment and our lips meet. This was unlike any kiss I had ever felt before. The passion, the magnetism, it was amazing. "Dylan, I've been a fool. I've been looking for the right guy, but the only one that I've ever need was right here. I love you." Crystal tearfully tells me. "I love you to Crystal. God do I love you. I've sat back quietly for so long, trying to be a good friend, but it's been so hard." I say. She grabs me by the hand and leads me into her bedroom, which has been transformed by her into a love lair, with sensual music playing faintly in the background, scented candles, and black satin sheets on the bed. In the bedroom, this now 17 year old goddess unbuttons my shirt before tossing it to the ground. Next she grabs my belt buckle and undoes it, yanking it from the loops on the pants. Crystal next drops to her knees and goes after the button and fly with her teeth, successfully releasing both. As my pants fall to the floor, I feel my heart beating. It must be going a hundred miles a minute. My cock is now hard as a rock as my boxers are removed by Crystal. Now exposed, she tells me to get on the bed. I do, and she positions herself on top of me. Without hesitation, she puts my cock in her mouth. This was what I had been waiting for. The sensation was almost ndescribable. This little minx is taking my 8 inches all the way down her little underage throat. With her nice lips, and lovely tongue, I was getting the V.I.P treatment. I'd had blowjobs before, and let me tell you, this wasn't any ordinary blowjob. This was the kind you see in the porno flicks. The deep-throating, spitting on the cock keeping it hard, and using both hands to simultaneously jack me off. This was the mother of all blowjobs. Crystal continues to go up and down as I tell her to spin around. She does and I am finally face to face with her beautiful pussy. I pull her thong off of her and give it a little flick with my tongue. She's not shaven, but has a nicely trimmed landing strip of jet black pubic hair lining her area. With the underwear out of my way, I start lapping up her juices. She was so incredibly wet that her moisture starts to run down my face. "Fuck Crystal, you are wet as hell. I don't know how much more I can take." I say. "Dylan, I know, fuck me please." She replies as she turns around to face me. She moves closer and leans down to give me a kiss. Then without notice I feel my cock penetrate her. She had sat on my cock and was already going to town on it. She's moving up and down, and she's so wet, it was an amazing feeling. Looking up as she rides me, seeing her snap her head back in excitement was quite a sight to behold, her blonde locks whipping every which way. She's got her right hand positioned on my right nipple, grabbing it like she was riding in a rodeo. Moaning, panting, screaming. This was incredible. "Oh fuck, Crystal, let me pound you sweetie, I wanna fuck you hard." I tell her. With that I grab her and roll her onto her back in one swift motion, never leaving her pussy. With her on her back now, I grab her legs and put them on my shoulders. This little bit of leverage was all I needed. With her pussy a little tighter with the way I had her positioned, and rubbing her clit just the right way, she was in a state of euphoria. I could feel her pussy contract in ecstasy of her mind blowing orgasm. I continue to fuck her like I've never fucked before. I kiss her sexy legs as I thrust deep into her seventeen year old cunt. I give her toes a nice licking and sucked on them a little as well. She had beautiful feet. "I'm cumming Crystal, I'm cumming" I say "My face, do it in my face." She says. She hits another orgasm just as I pull out and straddle her belly and blow my load all over her breasts and face. She mops some of it up with her fingers and puts some in her mouth, seductively sucking her finger as she does, and then she takes a little more and rubs it in her pussy. I grab a towel from the hamper and wipe the cum off of her, and give her a deep, passionate kiss. As we cuddled afterwards, we talked and joked a bit, before falling asleep nude, in each other's arms. While we messed around a little here and there, this was the only time we ever slept together. Shortly after that, I was transferred out with work, and she had just finished school and had taken a job two states away. We've talked a little bit in the years that have past, but it's been nothing like it once was. I've moved on and have since married, and she is engaged, but one can't help wonder what might have been. I loved her then, and I still love her now. I doubt she'll ever read this, but Crystal, where ever you are, I do love you. -FinDylan Murphy is an up-and-coming author of erotica. His stories primarily focus on teen and preteen sex. He also writes about incest, bi-sexual escapades, and various other topics. Please note that unless otherwise noted, all stories are a work of fiction. I, Dylan Murphy, do not believe in, condone, or practice in the abuse of today's children. I would love to hear from all of you. Please contact me at fireman_3169@yahoo.com