This story is adult fantasy and may not be reposted without express permission from the author. This story is intended for mature adult readers. While this story is based on real events the names have been changed to protect the guilty. Any other resemblance to actual events, people, or locations is just a happy coincidence. If you don’t want to be “subjected” to explicit material, you are under the legal age, or it is illegal for you to look at this material for some other reason, then please do not read further. But, if you are of age and consenting in all ways, then by all means read on and enjoy some dirty fun. Jenny: The Begining by Greg stevenson ---------------------------------------------------------- When I pulled up to the high school I had an idea that it was not going to be your normal day. I had no idea that it would end with me introducing one of my favorite students to the art of love. (Mf, 1st, cons) ---------------------------------------------------------- When I pulled up to the high school knew that it was not going to be just be another day on the job. As the computer consultant for our large municipal school district, part of my job is to go around to different schools and make sure things are running smoothly. I don’t mind too much since it gets me out of the office. As an extra service I have students at each school who do an internship with me for extra credit. They are usually interested in computers and most also work in the computer labs at the school. This high school (I can’t say the name because I want to keep my job) had one of my favorite students. Jenny was smart, funny and cute in a bookish sort of way. She had been working with me for the past two years, and there wasn’t much that she couldn’t do on her own. This year we had gotten pretty friendly, more friendly than I get with most of my students. Lately we had been text-ing and IM-ing every day, sometimes about computers, but more and more about personal things – movies, music, her plans for college, that kind of thing. The last couple of sessions had been getting into dicey ground of relationships. I even told her about my divorce and she told me about guys she had dated. It was the kind of thing I would never talk about with another student, but Jenny wasn’t just any student School was ending for the day, and after checking in with the office I made my way to the lab where one of the PCs was supposed to be acting up. Kids were still milling around the hall and I couldn’t help but admire the hot girls in half shirts and tight pants. When I was in school parents wouldn’t dream of letting their daughters dress like that. Now there was very little left to the imagination. Finally I made it to the lab without getting too hard and got to work. The lab was closed so I had the room to myself as I ran a few diagnostics and started to look for the problem. I was looking at lines of code when the door opened and in came Jenny. Our eyes met immediately and she walked back to where I was sitting. Jenny was what some people would call a pixy at only 4’9’ and built to scale. The first time I saw her she I thought she was a well developed freshman instead of a junior. Over the last two years she has continued to developed nicely and started to dress to show off. Now her curves were still not totally developed, but she had it where it counts. I could tell Jenny had taken pains to make herself up that day. She was in a green velvet skirt that fell around mid calf, but had a slit on one side that ran almost all the way up showing a lot of leg. To go with it she wore a white button down shirt tied at her waist with a green v-neck half shirt underneath. Normally she has her black hair up in a ponytail, but today it was down around her face. She made a show of turning around and bending over to put down her backpack and I relished the sight of her tight ass through her skirt. She then turned around and made small talk while slowly taking off her over shirt and draping it on the chair. Now she just had a thin white half shirt over her perky breasts that were almost visible through the flimsy material. “You look nice today.” I said. “Thanks. I remembered you said that you liked this skirt.” “Okay.” I said trying to clear my head and be professional. “I’ve run a couple of diagnostics, but haven’t been able to find anything wrong with this unit. Why don’t you show me the problem.” I stood up to give her my seat at the keyboard. If I wanted to maintain any kind of dignity it was a bad move because now I was looking down her shirt at her exposed breasts. It also didn’t help that the slit in her skirt opened up to expose almost all of her leg. The best I could do was stand behind her so she couldn’t see my growing hard on. We had left the overhead lights off so the room was getting dim and we were lit mainly by the glow of the computer screen. I was leaning over her shoulder watching what she was doing, and I couldn’t help myself as I sniffed the baby fresh clean sent of her skin and hair. She noticed and leaned her neck against my face. Before I could stop myself I kissed her below her ear and was rewarded by shivers running through her. “What am I doing?” I asked rhetorically as I pulled back. “Oh, Mr. Stevenson, don’t stop.” She pleaded. “No, you are a student and I could get fired. Not to mention that I’m nearly twice your age.” “So what if I’m only eighteen. That is old enough to do what I want with who I want.” She said turning around to face me. She was beet red and I could tell that it embarrassed her to say this out loud, but now that she started it all came spilling out. “All these girls I know have been having sex to make boys like them for years, but not me. Now I have a man that I like and I want and who I can tell wants me.” She said looking at the obvious bulge in my pants. “Why shouldn’t we do it? I’ve waited long enough. I don’t want to wait until I graduate.” “Is that why you called me here on a fake service call?” I didn’t think it was possible, but Jenny turned a shade redder as she confessed, ”Yeah Mr. S. But please don’t get mad! It’s just that every night I touch myself wishing it was you I had inside me instead of my fingers. You won’t get in trouble because no one will know. But, I want you to be the first man to have me.” Now I was stunned. I couldn’t believe that she had never been with another guy before. More importantly I wondered why me? I knew from our conversations her home life was good, so she was not just acting out. And she had dated at school and probably could get her choice of the guys. But she was choosing me to be her first. As I looked into her green eyes and seeing how vulnerable she felt having put her self out like that the last of my resolve broke down and I pulled her to me and kissed her. Her body melted into mine and she held onto me. I broke the kiss and said, “Close out of this system and let’s go. If we are going to do this let’s go somewhere and do it right.” She quickly shut things down, but it was all I could do not to touch her as she got her stuff together and we walked down the hall. We decided to not make the hour drive over to my place and instead I checked in to a nearby hotel while she waited in the car. I gave her a room key and told her to go upstairs and wait for me while I ran to get a few things. I was back at the hotel in ten minutes. When I let myself into the room I had a moment of panic when I didn’t see her, but then I heard the shower. By the time the water shut off I was ready in more way that one. After awhile I went and knocked on the bathroom door and asked, “You about done in there?” “Yep.” She said opening the door while she was drying her ebony hair. “Oh, Mr. Stevenson, it’s so pretty!” Jenny said as she came out and saw the candles and flowers I had put around the room. She had a towel wrapped around her slim torso and her skin had a rosy hue from the hot water. I knew then that I had never wanted a woman more than I wanted her. But she was clinging to the bathroom doorway and I could tell she was nervous. I hugged her and kissed her on both cheeks and then her nose and finally her full lips before saying, “Listen Jenny, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. At any time you can say stop, and we will stop.” “Okay.” She said looking a little calmer. “You relax and I’ll be right back.” I said going to the bathroom. My shower was one of record time. Thankfully I had shaved late that day, so my five o’clock shadow was not going to be a factor. When I came out Jenny was sitting at the desk in one of the hotel bathrobes sipping some of the water I had purchased for us. I had put back on my pants and briefs, but had left everything else off. Now I was glad I had used the extra time after my wife left me to work out. Instead of looking soft and old I had defined muscles and a flat stomach. From the look Jenny gave me she approved. Jenny stood up to meet me and we kissed again, getting more and more passionate by the second. Finally I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder in a fireman’s carry. She was laughing and screaming and kicking her feet while I carried her over to the bed and threw her down. Her eyes were sparkling and she was very relaxed so I figured it was a good time for the unveiling. I opened her bathrobe and she was laid bare before me. Her body was everything I imagined it would be. She had the last remains of baby fat clinging to her belly that made it swell just a little. Her breasts were probably small, but looked larger on her tiny frame had large silver dollar sized nipples and road high with the perkiness of youth. But my eye was captured by her pussy that had been trimmed close to show her thick lips. Normally I like a woman to be shaved, but with Jenny’s small body it would have made me feel like I was robbing the cradle even more than I was already. Once my eyes had feasted, it was my mouth’s turn. I made a game of kissing every inch of her body. Upon closer inspection her arms were covered with downy black hair, but she had obviously shaved everything else today. I couldn’t even feel stubble as I ran my tongue over her legs. She fed my passion with a mix of girlish giggles and womanly moans as my lips and tongue explored her skin. She willingly opened herself to me revealing sensitive spots that excited her more. When I found out how sensitive her breasts were I spent a long time licking, stroking, and even gently biting them. But in the end my sampling of her body brought me up in-between her spread thighs tasting her honey for the first time. Jenny was incredibly wet and her folds spread like butter under my tongue and fingers revealing a large clit protruding from its hood. I took my time working my way to that nub, caressing everywhere but there first. I finally took her nub in my mouth and gently played my tongue over it and was rewarded with a cry and thrusting of her little hips against my mouth. Once I had her writhing beneath me I moved my hand up to explore her opening. She lifted her hips to meet my fingers as I slipped first one then two into her tight love canal. The only way I was able to get them in that narrow passage was that she was wetter than any woman I had ever been with. I found the rough patch that was her G spot and worked it over while sucking on her clit. Almost instantaneously she cried out in an intense climax. As she shuddered through what seemed like one after another cum I marveled at the way her tight cunny sucked on my fingers like a little mouth. I couldn’t wait to get my cock in there, and apparently neither could she. Jenny was pulling on my head now and saying again and again, “Please. Please fuck me.” I reluctantly pulled my fingers out of her and stood up to finish undressing. When my cock sprang into view she sat up to take a closer look. I was worried that she might be intimidated by the size of my cock because, not only is it about eight inches long, it is thick and has a large mushroom head that caps its length. Jenny stroked the rigid shaft lightly, her small hand barely fitting around the girth, but didn’t seem afraid. I was looking forward to introducing her to the art of sucking cock, but now was not the time. I took a condom out of the pack I bought and showed her how to put it on me, rolling it down the length of my shaft. I pushed her back down on the bed. Before climbing back in-between her legs I had her lift her hips and put a pillow under her little bottom. I then returned to licking and stroking her sex, even dipping down to rim her puckered brown eye with my index finger. When she seemed right on the edge I moved up onto my knees spreading her legs wide. I started to feed my cock into her hole as I stroked her clit with my thumb. It was an incredibly tight fit, but her slick walls opened before my invading shaft to take more until I could feel her hymen. Jenny had her eyes closed and her head back. Her chest was heaving with each breath as I pulled back and then pushed in to the hilt breaking though her final barrier. She screamed in pain and for a moment I thought it was too much for her, but she locked her ankles behind me to hold me inside her. I continued to stroke her clit and soon started rocking slowly in and out. Before long she was urging me to go faster and then I felt her cumming on my cock as I slid in and out of her quivering slit. The walls of her tight cunny clutched and caressed me in a sensation that was so intense that I came on the spot as I buried myself deep inside her. Afterwards we rested and talked while holding each other. She called her mom and told her she was staying at a friend’s house. We spent the rest of the night fucking and playing and I felt like I was a teenager again. There are plenty of stories I could tell you about how we got together on a regular basis after that and explored almost everything a man and a woman can do together, and who knows maybe I will some day. Jenny always tells me how glad she was that I was her first and that I taught her so much. But in the end she left for college in Colorado last summer. And from some of the emails that she’s been sending me I can tell you she has been putting her education to good use. © 2006, Greg Stevenson This story is adult fantasy through and through and may not be reposted without express permission from the author. The author (me) does not condone the described behavior in real life. Unprotected sex outside of a monogamous relationship is about as smart as assisting a blind carpenter – you are going to get hurt, maybe not this time, but some time down the line. Condoms are cheaper than healthcare. So keep a cap on your jimmy and if any guy tells you to “trust me baby” tell him you were not born yesterday. Stay safe. Stay healthy. And keep reading.