THE CLUB
Chapter 8

Mark had hardly spoken to her all day. Actually since the incident with Ron the day before. He spoke just a few words to her on the way home and nothing more the rest of the evening. He had been out in the barn all morning, came in for lunch, and went back out after, and that was two hours ago.

After helping her mother around the house, Meg was finally able to go out to the barn. She climbed up to Mark's room and entered. He was sitting against the wall and, when he noticed her, quickly shoved something behind a hay bale. �Are you mad at me?� she asked.

�Why would I be mad?� he questioned.

�You've hardly talked to me all day... even last night. Why?� Meg asked again, but in a different way.

Mark paused for a while before finally asking, �Do you like him?�

�Oh...� Meg mumbled. After searching for words, added, �I don't know... I guess so. Are you mad because I do?�

Again Mark said nothing. He stared at the floor, but finally asked, �Is that why you let him do you?�

�You did Rita and Mish!� Meg blurted defensively and then stopped and thought. �Um... I didn't have sex with him. He wanted to, but I was afraid. I just let him do my butt,� she confessed. Again Mark went silent. Meg watched him for a while wondering what was bothering him. Finally she sat down on the floor next to him. �Does it bother you that I want to do stuff?�

�No,� Mark finally answered. �It's just... I don't know... I don't want some guy hurting you.�

“Meg smiled. �Thanks... I like that you protect me. You were there though, so if something happened I know you could help me... and I wanted to do it.�

�Did you want to have sex?� he asked.

The question made Meg think. �I don't know... I think so. It's scary though. The first time for a girl can hurt. Guys just want to stick it in and do it. They don't want to hear, 'Stop',� she explained.

�I wouldn't do that,� Mark stated.

�You mean if we tried and it hurt too much, you'd stop and wouldn't be mad and stuff? You'd just stop?� Meg questioned.

�Of course! I wouldn't want to hurt you,� Mark assured.

Meg looked around. It had been a few days since she had been in the room Mark was building. He had added a curtain of sorts covering the entryway, that was now pulled back, giving more privacy to the room. She also saw an old blanket on a corner. �OK... Wanna do it now?� Meg said as she stood up.

�Huh? Do what?� Mark questioned.

�Um... try doing it. If I say stop, you promise you will, right? Can we make kinda a bed with some hay and that blanket?� Meg answered softly. She was nervous... very nervous, but she knew she could trust Mark and they had already played some before.

Mark couldn't believe what his sister had just said. He knew he wasn't really experienced, but he had already had sex and loved it. His hormones kicked into high gear, but his brain was also still engaged. Almost expecting her to back out, he answered, �Sure. I'll make a bed while you get ready.� As soon as the words left his mouth he kicked himself at how dumb that must have sounded. He thought he had ruined everything, but Meg's hands went to her shorts. Mark jumped up and spread some hay on the floor covering it with the blanket as Meg's shorts hit her ankles.

Meg stepped out of her shorts, leaving them on the floor. Her face flushed from a combination of embarrassment taking her shorts off in front of him and excitement from what was about to happen. Nervousness finally got the best of her. �Are you gonna get ready too?� she mumbled.

In a flash, Mark's jeans and underpants were at his ankles and he pulled them off his feet. His cock was hard and standing straight up. Somehow she couldn't bring herself to take her panties off though. She walked over to the bed he had made and lay down. It wasn't like a regular mattress, but was more comfortable than the floor would be.

Mark knelt down beside her. �Are you going to take these off?� he asked as he put his hand on her panties.

�You can,� Meg answered, not having the courage to take them off herself. She lifted her ass as he pulled the waistband down. Surprisingly it made her wet to have her panties pulled down by him. Meg's nervousness remained, but her shyness began to fade. She bent her knees and opened her legs wide, letting him see her pussy. He looked down between her legs, which excited her.

Meg couldn't believe how horny she was suddenly. Her hand went to her pussy and she began to rub as her eyes fixed on Mark's stiff cock. For a moment he only watched, but then crawled on his knees until he was between her outstretched legs. Meg pulled her hand from her pussy and Mark settled between her legs. She could feel his cock against her pussy.

He began to move, sliding his cock along her slit. It made her want this even more. Mark tried to aim his cock into her pussy, but kept missing. After a short time, Meg's arm went between them and he lifted slightly to give her room. She grasped his cock and them murmured, �Go easy...� He pushed down and felt himself being enveloped in warmth and wetness.

He hardly had entered her when he felt her blockage. He pushed gently until he heard her breath hiss through her teeth. He eased back and then tried pushing again, but with the same result.

Meg felt the pressure build as he pushed into her. It began to hurt and then he backed off, only to push again. She knew what it was. His finger had slipped in at the clubhouse and it had stretched her, hurting some, but she had been too embarrassed to say anything. His cock was bigger than his finger though. �Push harder... and fast,� she told him, knowing it was the only solution. His next push came harder, and quicker. His cock suddenly transformed into a knife, cutting into her pussy. �Ouch! Stop!� she yelped. He began to pull out. �No! Don't move... just stay still,� she gasped. He froze. Tears formed in her eyes. It hurt.

Meg wasn't sure how long it had been. She was about to tell him to pull out, but the pain began to subside. �OK, but go easy,� she pleaded. Again he pushed and she felt him slowly sinking into her. She was about to tell him to stop again when she felt him begin to press his belly against hers, so she told him to wait instead. Again he stopped moving. Her pussy still hurt, but at the same time felt wonderful as his cock filled her.

Again the burn in her pussy dulled. �OK,� she muttered. Mark slowly began to move in and out again. Meg's pussy was sensitive, but not really hurting now. New sensations were beginning. Almost the same as when she rubbed herself. Gradually Mark's pace began to increase. It made her pussy hurt more, but also made her pleasurable sensations increase as well. The pleasure increased more than the hurt did. Soon Mark was slamming into her and she couldn't help but slam back into him.

Suddenly he stopped, but pushed hard into her. She felt his cock pulsating and knew he was cumming. Eventually he collapsed on top of her. Meg's pussy was sore, but she didn't care. She had heard how great sex was and now knew they weren't lying. She loved it. Her complaint now was she could feel Mark's cock getting smaller and slipping out of her.

Eventually he was completely out and sat back on his legs. It made Meg smile to see his cock limp and she knew why. Mark gasped, �Are you OK?� She nodded. �You're bleeding!� he again gasped.

�It's OK... Don't worry. Girls do bleed their first time. I'm fine. In fact, better than fine,� she explained.

�You sure you're OK? I didn't hurt you?� Mark questioned.

�It hurt at first, but I'm fine I told you. It only hurts the first time, so next time it won't hurt.�

�But I felt you. You didn't have a hymen,� Mark blurted.

�No... You didn't realize it, no one did, but you never really went inside me. You just kinda slid along the outside. I didn't say anything because I was too embarrassed,� Meg confessed.

Mark pondered what she had said. He could have sworn his finger had gone into her pussy. It then sunk in what else she had said. �Next time???� he blurted.

Meg only winked.