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   COMPUTER TRAINING - Roni #2

   I didn't have many opportunities to see Roni, our neighbor's fourteen
year old daughter, after our short trip with her family last winter.  It
would have been just too obvious for me to go over to their house to see
their kid.  What would they have thought if I asked "Can Roni come out and
play?" I had no reason or excuse.

   One day Roni's mom called.  She told me she had just bought Roni a new
computer for school and wanted to know if I'd give her instruction on how
to use it.  This was my big chance.  On at least a few occasions, I
expected that Roni and I would be alone together.  She had seemed
interested in sexual matters on the winter trip.  I expected she hadn't
lost interest.  I agreed but not so fast as to appear over-anxious.

   A couple of nights later, I knocked on my neighbor's door.  Roni's mom
entered and showed me into their lower-level family room.  It was a nicely
converted basement with carpets and good quality furniture including a
multisectional couch and a teak computer desk.  The computer sat waiting
for assembly in its original boxes.  I began to unpack the equipment,
kneeling on the floor as I inventories the parts to make sure everything I
needed was there.  Roni must have snuck into the room.  When I looked up
she was standing practically over me in an oversized t-shirt.  I had a nice
up-close view of her bare legs all the way up to her thighs.  I could only
image what else she was or wasn't wearing under the shirt.  Roni asked if
she could help.  I told her to take the printer and scanner out of their
boxes and put them up on the desk and out of the way.  Roni dropped to her
knees and attacked the first carton.  The scanner's packing material was
end caps of styrofoam and came out easily.  Roni got up one knee at a time
and I couldn't tell if she caught me glancing in her direction.  I was
trying to see if she was wearing panties or not under the shirt.  Her
movement was too quick and she smiled a teasing smile.  The game had begun.

   Roni's mom left the room, bored at our efforts to assemble the system.
Roni returned to the floor, again on her knees.  The printer was packed
tightly in a molded styrofoam shell.  The foam material was so precisely
constructed that it rubbed against the corrigated cardboard unless you
pulled it straight out from the carton.  Roni's efforts were just jamming
it in tighter.  I offered some assistance.  I took the styrofoam contents
in two hands and had Roni pull the box back.  I thought I could guide the
guts out even if Roni accidently pulled too far in any direction.  As
expected, my compensating worked.  Roni's hard tug met no resistenace from
the foam-enclosed contents and she fell backwards with the cardboard box
covering her face and chest.  Her fall had disrupted her kneeling, throwing
her legs apart in an awkward position.  I had a good chance to look up her
shirt at white cotton panties.  My erection began for earnest.

   Roni pushed the box aside and sat back down, this time in a crossed
legged position.  The panties were plainly visible as Roni made no attempt
to pull the t-shirt down.  I sat in the chair at the desk and began to plug
the component parts together.  Monitor, chassis, scanner, printer and all
of the required power cables came together easily.  In just a few minutes,
the system made a sound and was booting up.  In order to sign up for an
internet account, I needed Roni's mom's credit card number.  Then they'd
have to pick a user id and password.  Roni got up from her position on the
floor and came back moments later with her mom's credit card.  I sat at the
keyboard with the mouse in hand.  When it was time for a user id, password
and credit card number, Roni came from behind where she had been standing
and watching and sat down in my lap, straddling my legs with hers apart. 
She wiggled slightly just be sure my bulge was rubbing her cotton covered
pussy.  Roni entered the user id "NOT2YUNG" with a password of "4SEX." This
user id was unique for the default ISP.  Roni's message was clear.  She was
just as anxious to pick up where we left off as I was.  Roni moved her hand
down in between her legs and stroked my erection through my pants.  Then
her fingers moved to my zipper and button.  Soon my exposed erection was
bobbing up and down against her pantied crotch.

   "Would you like to visit one of your favorite places?" Roni asked me as
she stroked my penis while we Web browsed.  Her meaning was clear and I
groaned an acknowledgment.  She pushed my hard-on against her panties and
moved them aside.  She stood up just enough for me to plant the head of my
dick in between the outermost entrance.  I had been here before, all right,
but we had been interrupted.  On cue, Roni's mom entered the family room.
Roni's shirt covered our physical liaison but Roni's position, straddling
my lap, still looked awkward.  "I can get you another chair, Roni," her mom
offered.  I could just see Roni getting up, exposing my full erection to
the startled eyes of her mom.  "No, I'm fine right here," Roni assured her
mom.  I nodded that this was no problem for me either.  "I can't
concentrate on what Mr.  Smith is trying to teach me if you're going to
interrupt all the time." Skeptical, Roni's mom left us alone.  Roni lifted
off my lap just a bit and thrust her butt back towards my groin.  I slid
all the way in.  Roni flexed her cunt muscles and my prick felt like it was
getting a massage.  "Is this where you wanted to go?" Roni asked.  I
grunted and answered, "Yes, but there are two more places I'd like to
visit." I removed my hands from the keyboard and mouse and brought them up
under Roni's shirt and cupped her breasts.  Another visit by mom would have
given her a view of Roni's naked backside and my hands on her daughter's
tits.  I didn't care.  I wanted to actively fuck this little hot one right
there.  While Roni drove the mouse, taking us from site to site, I drove my
prick in and out of her cunt, holding her hips tightly.  With the aid of
her cunt exercises against my erection, I emptied my sperm into Roni soon
after.  I pulled out and let Roni's panties aborb and contain my cum.  I
struggled to get my prick back into my pants.  "Enough for your first
lesson," I told Roni.  "I can't wait for my next one," Roni said, licking
her lips in anticipation of other sexual activities.  I said my good bye to
Roni's mother as I left their house who was appreciative and went home for
a cold shower.
   An Original H M Tale