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Sophie and Jared
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I guess it all started when I was about fifteen and in year nine of high
school. I became interested in a girl who, although we had seen each other
almost every day on the school bus for about two years, we had never spoken
or had anything to do with each other. I figured she must have been about
a year younger than me, two at the outside. She was quite tall for her
age and in the last six to eight months she had begun to blossom out and
develop those lovely curves and bumps that signal greater changes within.
We rode together in the bus with forty or so fellow students, along the
winding country roads each morning from the town of Cherrytree , where we
both lived, cris crossing then main road, taking the back roads to pick up
kids from various farms and stations. The whole trip took about fifty
minutes. And each afternoon we would repeat the trip in reverse order until
once again the population of the bus was reduced to the last ten or so who
made the journey from it’s start in Cherrytree to the school in Elmsville,
42 miles away.
I don’t remember exactly when it happened but I do remember the first time I
spoke to her was this one day, I think it was a Wednesday, her and her
friend, who seemed to be inseparable, as two girls at that age can be, were
late getting out of last class and just managed to swing onto the bus as it
pulled out of the rank. Of course there were not many seats left and
certainly not two together. Her friend took a seat next to some older
girls in senior year who were sitting towards the middle of the bus and the
only other seat was next to me. We made eye contact as she slowly made
her way down the aisle, stuffed her bag into the overhead compartment and as
she turned to take her seat, she gave me a brief, slightly uncomfortable
smile that said "I really don’t feel comfortable being here next to you but
as I don’t have a choice then I’ll have to deal with it". She later told
me it was not that she found me offensive or unattractive or anything like
that. It was just that the unwritten rules said that first grade high
school kids just didn’t sit with older kids at the back of the bus and this
made her feel apprehensive and out of place.
The bus pulled out onto the main road and we sat in silence as the driver
crunched his way through the gears and we headed towards the first stop.
I could see she was not enjoying the experience and decided to put her at
ease. I said hello, officially and told her my name, Jarred. She said she
knew and that she was Sophie. I asked her what class she was in and she
said her home room teacher was Mr Mortenson. From this information I was
able to tell she had just started in high school. We slowly worked up a
conversation as she became more comfortable. I talked about the horrors of
first year and I told her which teachers to watch out for and which classes
to try and get out of and all that stuff. We talked the whole trip home
and I nearly missed my stop.
I got to know Sophie fairly well over then next month or so and we became
good friends. Eventually we started "going out" as it was called then
and spent a lot of time together. This included me visiting her after
school at her house. Her parents both worked and commuted, meaning they
didn’t get home until nearly 6.00pm most nights. That left us plenty of
time for being together.
One particular day I arrived at Sophie’s house just after 4.00pm and she let
me in. I made myself comfortable on the lounge while she got us a drink of
OJ from the kitchen. I took a gulp and put the glass down on the coffee
table. She sat down on the lounge next to me, grabbed the remote and
turned on the television. Sophie hadn’t bothered changing clothes and was
still wearing her school uniform which consisted of a button-up white shirt
top and below the knees greeny/blue tartan skirt. She had dispensed with
the brown leather shoes but still had on her short white socks. She
snuggled her way across. I put my arm around her as she leaned back into
me and rested her head on my chest as we watched the cartoon show.
Neither of us was paying much attention to the action on the screen. The
next commercial break came on and she turned to face me with that look in
her eyes that will melt a guys insides into caramel fudge. I kissed her on
the lips, gently at first then more passionately, as we rearranged ourselves
on the lounge into a more comfortable position. The cartoon returned but
needless to say we paid it no attention. We kissed some more and were
both getting fairly hot and bothered. By this stage I was laying back
against one end of the lounge and Sophie was half on top of me, half
alongside me. I was sure she would be able to feel the bulge in my pants
as it rubbed against her thigh just as I also was fully aware of her now
erect nipples pressing against my chest. My suspicions were confirmed
when she paused to reach down my leg with her right hand and then broke off
our kiss. She found what she was looking for and playfully asked me "What
’s this I’ve found here...?" as if she had no idea what it was. I
replied "Why don’t you investigate and find out for yourself." She took
up the offer and climbed off the couch to kneel on the floor in front. I
sat up as she unbuttoned my jeans and I lifted up slightly so she could more
easily slide them down past my knees. Sophie began to slowly rub the
outline of my penis through the satin silk of my boxer shorts as she looked
into my eyes. My penis was now bursting to break free from the confines of
it’s silky prison and Sophie obliged by removing my boxers and setting it
free. As it sprung loose she was taken aback slightly. I was later to
learn this was the first time she had seen a real penis "in the flesh" so to
speak and was surprised and little curious as to how one could ever fit
inside her.
"Can I touch it...?" she asked, in the same way she would ask her mother if
she could "steal" a freshly baked biscuit from the tray.
"Yes, please do..." I replied.
She gently began rubbing her soft hands up and down the sides and over the
head not really sure what she was doing but at the same time she was glad to
be doing it. It felt so good and I had never been this hard before, ever.
I used all my will power and self control not to lose it right then and blow
all over her hands. She continued this investigation for a minute or so,
which was about all I could take and I was almost glad when she stopped.
She looked up at me from her kneeling position and said sheepishly,
"Do you......rub.... yourself....?"
"Yeah, sometimes, why do you ask...?"
"Emma said that all boys do it and I wondered of you did."
"Does it bother you ?"
"No... will you show me how you do it....?
I sat up on the edge of the couch to give Sophie a better view and began to
slowly stroke myself in the usual way. Although it felt anything but
"usual". Here I was masturbating in the lounge room of a beautiful girl
who was not more than two feet away with eyes wide open.
She said "Don’t you use hand cream or vaseline or something? "
"Sometimes, but not always."
She studied the method and the rhythm for a while and then decided it was
her turn to have a go. She moved closer and put her left hand on mine
while she used her other hand to reach down towards my balls.
"CAREFUL..." I said, "those are very sensitive and you need to be extra
gentle if your going to play with them."
She was startled by my sudden warning and backed off slightly. I assured
her that it was fine as long as she was very gentle. I let Sophie "take
the wheel" and sat back to enjoy the ride. She was a fast learner and it
was not long before a few drops of precum appeared from the top of my knob.
She said "What’s that stuff...?"
"It’s called precum and it means your doing a good job."
"Is that an orgasm...?" she said excitedly.
"No, but it means one will be coming soon if you keep rubbing like
that....?"
"Will you do an orgasm for me, so I can see it" she said.
"Sophie, if you keep doing what your doing for much longer , I won’t have
any say in the matter..." I said "you do know what happens when a man has
an orgasm don’t you...?
"Yeah, I think so. Stuff comes out of your thing....?"
I smiled to myself at her innocence as her fingers spread the precum around
the head of my penis and her hand began to work magic along the shaft. I
started to groan with pleasure and she stopped slightly. "Did I hurt
you... I was being gentle...."
"No honey, don’t stop, don’t stop, keep going.....Ohhh that’s right....."
I let out a deep groan of ecstasy as my orgasm took hold. The first shot of
cum flew high into the air, at considerable speed and landed on the cushion
behind me, the next hit my arm as the rest of my load oozed out and run down
over Sophie’s hands and onto my balls.
"Wow, that was cool !!!" she said
"No Sophie, that was hot. Very hot."
Just as I was regaining my senses, her mum’s car pulled in the driveway and
drove down past the side of the house and into the garage. She was not
supposed to be home for at least another 40 minutes. We went into panic
mode. Here I was laying back on the couch, spent. Sophie’s hands were
covered in my cum as was a big spot on the back of the couch.
A small puddle had formed on the floor beneath us, overflow that had
collected at the base of my balls and run onto the floor. I quickly
stood up and stuffed my penis back into my pants. Sophie, who was still
trying to take stock of the whole situation, ran to the kitchen, rinsed the
cum from her hands under the tap and returned with a damp wash cloth to
clean up.
By this time her mother had parked the car and was unpacking groceries from
the boot. As much as I wanted to stay and be with Sophie right then, I
had no choice but to get the hell out of there immediately before her mum
knew I was there. She was no fan of me and if she knew I was even there,
let alone squirting sperm all over her furniture and daughter, she would
make it her life’s purpose that Sophie and I never would never be together.
And I truly believe she could have made that happen too. I kissed Sophie
goodbye as she was rubbing the back of the lounge with the cloth and let
myself out through the laundry door, jumped over the back fence into the
back neighbours yard and freedom.
Sophie rang me later that night. She had told her mum that she spilled OJ
onto the carpet and that’s why the floor was damp there. Luckily the couch
was such a pattern and colour that the damp patch went unnoticed. Luckily
she thought to remove one of the glasses of OJ from the lounge room to the
sink. Smart girl that one. We talked about what we had done that
afternoon and had a good laugh about nearly being caught and resolved to
plan ahead in future.
That Saturday was one of those very hot, very still days when everything
is shimmering in the heat, the streets are deserted and no one is going
anywhere. Except to the local swimming pool which is where I had planned
to go with Sophie. She worked in the garden at her Nanna’s house in the
mornings and played tennis in the afternoons. I had basketball practice
from ten until midday and band practice until about five o’clock,. We
met up around six o’clock and found a spot under a shady tree in the park.
We had some dinner and watched the sun go down as we walked the five blocks
from the park to the swimming pool. When we got there it was so crowded
there was no room to even dive in properly. Sophie said she had an idea.
She new of a place we could go to cool off. Her brother was feeding the
cat of one of his school friends while they were away on vacation. They had
been gone for one week and had one week to go. Sophie had been there once
with her brother and remember they had a pool. She went back to her
place, "borrowed" the key and we set off. We only had the key to the side
gate and back shed, not the whole house, but it was enough to get us to the
pool out back.
We snuck in, used the key and were impressed with the isolation of the area
due to a high wall on two sides and a large creeping vine on the other. We
took opposite sides of the small garden shed and changed.
I slipped on my board shorts and dove into the beautiful cool water of the
pool. I remembered having seen Sophie in a swimsuit once before. Last year
at the school championships, about 3 months before we got together. She
was not competing and as such wore a bikini, to which she did ample justice.
Today however she came out wearing a one piece suit that did amazing things
to the shapes and curves of her figure. She looked nothing short of
fantastic and had certainly filled out in all the right places since last
years championships. I complimented her on the suit. It was still
quite sunny and Sophie asked me to rub some lotion on her arms and
shoulders, to which I gladly obliged. I remember thinking that this was
one of the few bad things about her one piece suit. Less bits to rub
suntan lotion into. But you can’t have everting.. Where would you put
it...?
Both in the water now, we moved to the deeper end. The day was hot but the
water was suprisingly cool as was evidenced by Sophie’s nipples announcing
themselves to the world through the thin material of her swimsuit. We
swam around for awhile and cooled off nicely. I had not seen Sophie
properly since the other day when she had masturbated me in the lounge room
of her house. How I had so much wanted to continue further that day and
return the favour to Sophie. I swam up behind her and took her in my
arms and kissed her neck. The water level in this section of the pool was
about 5’4" and came up to my below my nipples and up to Sophie’s shoulders.
The water made our bodies so light it was easy for me to manoeuvre Sophie
around so she was facing me. She put her arms around my neck and lifted
her legs off the bottom of the pool and slid them around me, one either side
of my waist, locking her feet together behind my back. I adjusted my
grip and moved her legs into a position where she was now resting her butt
just above my pelvis and she would stay there as long as I kept my legs
there. It felt great to have her beautiful body this close to me and her
kisses were especially enthusiastic. We both started to get that look in
our eye when I suggest we move over to the edge of the pool. Sophie
followed me and when we got there I put my back to the edge of the pool and
turned Sophie around so she was facing the same way as me and her back was
against my chest. I held her like this and we talked about the other day.
She said she had enjoyed what we did but she was also disappointed we did
not get to take it any further that day. I decided it was time step things
up a little and to ask her some "probing" questions. I started out by
asking her if she had ever masturbated. She was to shy to answer but I
reminded her that all is fair in love and war and that I had answered her
questions. She said she sometimes rubbed herself "down there" and in fact
the last time was when she was on the phone to me the night after she
stroked my penis. Despite the cool water I was beginning to get wood as
she spoke of how she had never had an orgasm, or at least she thought she
had never had one. She wasn’t entirely sure. Her friend Emma told her
that women could only have orgasm’s through sex, so she had never really
tried when she was alone. I asked her if she would like me to help her
have an orgasm. She said she wasn’t ready for sex. I assured her that she
could have orgasm without intercourse and she seemed a little surprised and
at the same time, a little excited by the idea. She said she could feel
my now hardening penis against her back and wanted to touch it again. I
told her later, and that right now it was her pleasure I wanted to take care
of. I reached around and put my right hand on Sophie’s stomach and used
the other to cup her left breast. Sophie was tensed up when I touched her
breast. This was a first for us and for her too I think.
"Do you want me to stop ?" I asked her.
"No, I don’t think so. I’m just a little nervous I guess."
"Don’t be nervous, just try to relax and enjoy it. I promise not to hurt
you and if you want to stop just tell me."
Sophie seemed happy with this and I felt some of the tension ease away from
her body as I resumed rubbing her breast gently through her swimsuit. She
leaned her head back and we kissed deeply. I moved the hand on her
stomach slowly down over her waist and paused at the top of her pelvic
region.
"You’re sure you’re OK with this...?"
She was said nothing but nodded firmly and I continued the journey down.
I ran my finger along the length of Sophie’s woman hood and felt the
swimsuit material find it’s way into the slit. I gently moved up and down
and around taking my time and giving Sophie time to get used to the idea.
She seemed to be liking it a lot until she turned and put a hand on my chest
and pushed away from me.
"What’s wrong..." I said, almost in protest.
"Nothing. I just thought it might be easier with out this in the way" and
she proceeded to remove her swimsuit. If she knew the pain my penis was
now under she might have reconsidered but regardless it was a truly
magnificent sight to behold her nakedness. Her breast were more wonderful
than I ever imagined. Full and well rounded, yet firm enough to point up
slightly. She put her suit on the edge of the pool and swan across to
rejoin me. We agreed that I should keep my suit on for now. I took her
in my arm again and we kissed, this time I let my hands explore her body all
over in it’s natural state. I turned her to face me and again she put her
legs around me only this time I could feel her pubic mound against my
stomach. I grabbed her firm ass in my hands and lifted her higher out of
the water so I could suck on those georgeos breasts. She gasped as I put
my mouth over the nipple and gently swirled my tongue around in a circle.
I continued this for about five minutes, dividing my time equally between
left and right and occasionally rising up to kiss her sweet lips in between.
I began to sense an urgency in her breathing and knew it was time to advance
things a little. We moved to the other end of the pool which had a ledge
designed so you could sit in the water and lean back on the edge of the
pool. I sat Sophie on the ledge and stood in from of her to one side.
By now she was relaxed and totally trusting of everything I was doing. She
offered no resistance when I moved in front of her and slowly parted her
legs with my hands. I started with a hand on her stomach and again,
slowly moved my way down. I ran my finger gently along her outer lips and
she gasped with pleasure and excitement. I could only wonder at how "wet"
she would have been if had bee doing this on dry land. I was determined to
find out at a later date. Before long I had place a finger at the
entrance to her vagina and slowly rubbed it around a few times. Sophie
seemed to be enjoying the whole experience, as was I. Not wanting to
rush things and spoil the moment I worked a finger over the general area of
her clitoris to test for a reaction. Her heavy breathing told me to go
further which I did and teased her clit out from it’s hiding place and
rubbed slowly on it with two fingers. As I did this Sophie arched her
back ad lifted her buttock of the ledge as she thrust forward and started
humping her hips into thin water.
"Easy Sophie, relax, just relax and enjoy the ride."
She seemed a little embarrassed by her actions. I reassured her and resumed
pleasuring her. I slowly eased a finger slightly inside her vagina while
at the same time using my thumb to massage her clit. I settled into a
rhythm and took the opportunity to suck on Sophie’s breast’s again which she
was more than willing to let me do. Her breathing was becoming more and
more ragged and her hips were moving harder against my hand. Then,
almost without warning, Sophie’s first orgasm ripped through her body and
she cried out in pleasure.
"Oh Oh Oh Oh my god, Jesus , Oh Oh arrrghhh, Oh god".
She went on for a good fifteen seconds before coming down (so to speak).
She was quite loud and I remember thinking in the back of my mind that
perhaps the neighbours might have heard. Lucky them I thought. I
held Sophie close in my arms and she started to cry.
"What’s wrong sweetheart"
"Nothing. I just never thought it would be like that. I wasn’t ready for
how good it felt."
"That’s OK Sophie. You did fine. I knew you’d like it"
She cuddled me close and we kissed for a long time. Her breasts felt great
against my bare skin.
As much as I wanted to continue pleasuring Sophie in the pool, we both knew
we had to leave soon before her brother went to get the key and found it
wasn’t there. We left the pool and used the garden hose to rinse off the
chlorine water. Sophie collected her discarded swimsuit and went to get
changed in the shed. The sight of her naked body walking across the grass
would have made any man weak at the knees.
It was now about 7.30pm and the warm night air meant we quickly dried out as
we walked the streets back to Sophie’s house. Her friend Emma had agreed
to give Sophie an alibi for the evening as Sophie had done for her on more
than one occasion in the past. Sophie’s house was at the end of one of
those cul-de-sac’s with the round bit at the end. As we turned the corner
I was getting ready to kiss her a sweet goodbye when she noticed neither of
her parents cars were in the drive. This was odd and she thought we should
investigate. The note on the table said their had been some kind of an
emergency at her other Nanna’s nursing home and her mother had left to meet
her father who had gone their directly from his golf game. There was a
number which Sophie called and spoke to her mother. She said that they
would not be home until at least 11.30pm and that Sophie must ring Emma’s
parents and arrange to stay their for the night.
We looked at each other for moment and realised what this meant. We had
the place to ourselves for at least 3 hours with guaranteed no
interruptions. We decided to make ourselves a drink or two from the liquor
cabinet and then take it from there. I was getting hard just thinking
about what I was going to do to this princess. Sophie excused herself and
ran upstairs. She returned soon after with three video tapes in her hands
and a devious expression on her face.
"These belong to my parents. I found them last x-mas while searching for
hidden presents. I’ve never been game enough to watch them."
Sophie closed all the curtains and dimmed the lights while I chose the first
tape. We took our drinks to the lounge room and settled in to watch the
video. The tape turned out to be one of the better quality tapes of the
genre I have seen, to this day. The picture was good, the actors good
looking and best of there was no crappy music. It was just pure and
wholesome sex between loving men and women. It was obvious this was not
your normal skin flick. These people seemed to genuinely care about each
other.
Sophie had slipped into a bath robe while upstairs and as we settled down on
the couch she melted into my arms. The alcohol was taking effect and she
seemed more relaxed than ever before. I slipped my hand inside her robe
and rubber her breasts as we watched the on screen action. It was obvious
from her reactions that she had never see anything like this before. It was
all new to her. She watched in amazement as the woman took the mans penis
in her mouth and sucked him to an orgasm. Then she marvelled at how the
woman the reacted to being eaten out by her partner.
"Can you do that to me?" she asked, her voice almost pleading.
The whole time her eyes were glued to the screen and the actions there upon.
This was a whole new world to her and I knew that after her experience
earlier at the pool I would have no trouble in convincing her that we should
try these things.
"Sophie, I would love to do that for you and a whole lot more."
She leaned back and kissed me deeply as if to say thankyou. I took this
opportunity to remove my board shorts and become naked on the couch with
Sophie. I remembered the events of the other day and noticed that if you
knew where to look you could see the remains of my come on the back of the
lounge. Sophie instinctively took my penis in her hand and playing with it
until it hardened enough so she could begin stroking up and down the shaft
slowly. I moved my hand from her breast and placed it on her pubic mound.
She moved around and spread her legs to give me better access to ger most
private areas. I need not have worried that Sophie would not be wet
enough for my future plans that evening. Her vagina was very hot and wet
and as I eased a finger inside her I could feel her juices running over my
hand down her ass crack and onto the robe. Before long Sophie was in
seventh heaven again and began grinding her hips against my hand as she
stroked my penis harder and harder. In the end it was a race to see who
could come first. She beat me by a whisker and this time she didn’t hold
back at all and screamed out at top of her voice. "Oh my god, I’m coming,
I’m coming, oh oh, oh oh, oh, Jesus, oh god, yes,yes,yes, oh don’t stop,
please don’t stop"
I didn’t stop and she must have orgasmed for over 20 seconds before
collapsing in a heap in my arms, her hand still grasping my now receding
penis. This girl sure knows how to have a good time I thought to myself.
My own orgasm was rather pleasurable also, spurred on by Sophie’s cries of
passion and the contractions of her vagina as she orgasmed on my hand.
Sophie looked up at me and had wicked look in her eye that said "let’s
party".
"I want to try all those things with you.. Now. Tonight."
"Sure, I’d love to Sophie but I don’t have any protection. The last thing I
want is to ruin your life by falling pregnant at such a young age." She
thought for a moment and again ran upstairs and then back down stairs.
"These are my mum’s" she said holding up a packet of condoms.
"You’re mums?" I said curiously.
"Yes, I found them at the back of her bedside draw one day when I was
searching for a tampon."
"But why would you mother have a box of condoms. You said you father was
fixed"
"I know, it does seem a bit strange, but anyway who cares. Now we can do
all those things like on the video."
Who could argue with that logic. It seemed Sophie was just getting started
and I was starting to wonder if I would be able to keep up. We moved
camp upstairs to her parents bedroom and onto the king size bed. I was
still recovering from the orgasm of a few minutes ago so I suggest Sophie
make herself comfortable on the bed and I would introduce her to the
wonderful world of cunnilingus. I had her lie on her back on the bed with
her head on the pillows. I then lifted her ass up and placed a spare
pillow underneath and lowered her back down again.
I moved up next to her and kissed her lips and then made my way down past
those wonderful breasts, over her cute little belly button and over the
space of several minutes ended up at her pelvis. She was expecting me to
continue down but instead I moved down an grabbed her left foot and raised
the leg into the air slightly. I began licking and sucking her foot which
made her squirm as she is very ticklish. I worked my way up her thigh
towards her vagina. Sophie was rubbing her breasts and had her eyes closed
in a dream like state on the pillow. When I finally reached my goal I
gently spread her legs apart a little further and started by running my
tongue up the full length of Sophie’s pubic region. She gasped and
arched her back. This was fast becoming her trademark. I took my time,
wanting to build the tension up slowly before granting her a release. I
spent a few minutes just kissing and licking around the general area, at
times darting back to the centre and then away again.
I had Sophie raise her knees towards her chest and I then looped my arms
around her legs and across her waist so that her buttocks where now resting
on my shoulders. This gave me full and complete access to Sophie. I
began to feast in earnest now. Up to this point I had deliberately avoided
the clitoris, wanting to build as much tension in Sophie as possible before
stimulating her clit. I licked the flaps of her vagina and stuck my tongue
in slightly. She was wetter than ever and as strange as it sounds, her
juices were almost sweet in their odour. Sophie was beginning to move
around on the bed but my positioning allowed my control and I was able to
keep her pretty much in the once place. I run my tongue down past her
vagina towards her asshole. I decided against anilingus, not wanting to
scare her off, Instead I ran my tongue around the general area a few times
and then headed north again.
I now stuck my tongue deep inside her, as far as I could go and she seemed
to enjoy this. She was breathing fairly heavily now and I decided it was
time to bring this baby home. I moved up an found her clitoris waiting for
me. First contact bought a yelp of pleasure from Sophie and as I continued
her breathing became more and more laboured until she was panting with every
breath. I rolled my tongue into tub and took her clit into it and began
"fucking" it with my tongue. Then to finish her off I began a deep
buzzing in my throat that caused my tongue to vibrate in a way that made it
impossible for her to hold back any longer. She clamped my head inside
her thighs and I could not move my head if I wanted to. What a way to go I
thought.
"Oh my god, I’m coming, I’m coming, oh ho, oh, oh, Jesus, oh god,
yes,yes,yes, oh don’t stop, please don’t stop" . "Oh Ho Oh Ho my god,
Jesus , Oh Ho arrrghhh, Oh god.
This time I kept going and Sophie kept on coming. Wave after wave of
pleasure flowed throughout her body as she bucked and moaned and writhed in
total abandonment. During her fifth or sixth orgasm I stuck the middle
finger of my right had into my mouth, coated it with a goodly amount of
saliva and inserted it into Sophie ass. She was so much lost in a world of
pleasure she couldn’t really tell what was going on other than that there
was a new sensation she could revel in. I worked the finger around and in
and out for a while. Her asshole was extremely tight and hot. Her next
orgasm seemed to be the hardest of all. I could feel her asshole tighten
around my finger so hard I thought it would break. I decided it was time to
give Sophie a rest for a while.
She asked me to hold her, which I did. Then, exhausted and maybe a little
drunk, she drifted off to sleep, snuggled against me. I took a moment to
take stock of the situation before me. Here I was holding this princess in
my arms who had just passed out from coming so hard. This was the same
girl who only three hours ago had never had an orgasm. She certainly was
making up for lost time. I kissed her on the forehead, got up from the
bed and covered her naked body with a quilt while she slept.
I decided to go down stairs and investigate the food situation. Before
doing this I decided to have a nosy around in Sophie’s parents bedroom, just
for curiosity sake. I opened the bedside draw on her mom’s side and found
another packet of condoms stuffed away underneath some lacy lingerie toward
the back. I needed to pee. The ensuit was through the walk in robe and
on my way back I decided to see what I could find. I came across an
innocent looking shoe box under a heap of old junk. When I opened it I was
somehow only half surprised to find several dildo’s of varying size and
shape, some love balls and a vibrator. Just then Sophie began to stir.
I made a quick mental note of the boxes contents and put it back in it’s
place. Sophie sat up on the bed and was looking around as I walked back
into the room.
"I was afraid you had left" she said.
"Sophie, I would never leave you like that. You should know me better than
that.
"I know" she said sheepishly. "I just woke up and then you weren’t there
any more and I wasn’t sure what to think."
"How do you feel ..."
"I feel really good. Thankyou so much for doing that. It was very nice.
I thought I was going to die from pleasure."
"I’m glad you liked it. I should be thanking you. You put on quite a show.
"I liked it a lot" said Sophie.
We made toasted cheese and tomato sandwiches which we and washed down with a
beer from her dads fridge.
The clock read sixteen minutes to ten o’clock. We tidied up the kitchen,
careful to remove any evidence that two people there at the house that
night.
"I’m still hungry" said Sophie.
Not catching on I replied
"You’ve just had two and half sandwiches and an apple, surely you
still...... "
I paused mid sentence as I realised what he meant.
"oh, I see. Yes I could go for some desert myself."
We adjourned to Sophie’s room. We had discussed earlier about where we
would "do it" first. Sophie told me of how she had a fantasy of me taking
her virginity while we were in her little single bed in her bedroom. She
said she often lay there at night rubbing herself while imagining what it
might be like. Although lacking for space and room to manoeuvre, her bed
seemed like a cosy little love nest. I sat on the bed while Sophie
went to the bathroom. When she came out she dimmed the lights, light a
fragrant candle and moved slowly, yet with purpose over to bed. She
brought with her a spare pillow from the wardrobe and placed it on the floor
in front of me.
Without saying a word, she knelt down between my legs and put her hands on
my legs. Captivated with her erotic behaviour I let my robe fall open.
Sophie took my penis in her hand and lowered her head down toward it.
Without any break in the motion she began licking the shaft and across the
head. This felt electric and I shuddered as she ran her tongue around the
head in a circle. Soon she progressed to pushing her entire mouth over
the end and began sucking. I was sure my penis was going to explode.
This was the hardest I ever remembered being. Sophie set about a rhythm
that saw her take about six inches of my member inside her mouth before
withdrawing to lick the head and then plunge back down again. The whole
time not a word was spoken between us. Her hair was falling around my
balls and as she moved her head back and forth it tickled them in
marvellously delicate way. Needless to say I did not last very long
ender this intense stimulation and after only five or so glorious minutes I
softly whispered to Sophie that I was going to come. I warned her because
I expected her to withdraw, this being her first time and all. Instead
she increased her pace, which really sent my head spinning. As I reached
the peak of my climaxed, Sophie began to swallow my come and I could feel
it pumping down her throat with each spurt. Running out of air, she
withdrew for the last few spurts and caught some of the liquid on her face.
It turned into one of the sexiest things I have ever seen, Her mouth and
lips were covered in come and a gob had landed on her right breast. She
looked up at me with a face that said "I’m a bad little girl and I loving
it..." I pulled her up from her kneeling position and kissed her deeply,
tasting my own come on her lips.
"I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time" she said. "I was going to
the other day, when my mum came home early. I’ve been waiting ever since.
Was I good?"
"Princess, you were amazing, really good. It felt great. I can’t believe
it was your first time."
She stood up and faced me, her breasts now level with my head. I pulled
her close to me and began sucking on the beautiful mounds. I reached
around under her robe and began rubbing and squeezing her firm ass and
running my hands around her waist and over her shapely hips. Sophie had a
truly amazing body. She held my head against her chest as I feasted with
my mouth and let me hands roam free over her body. After a while one hand
found it’s way to Sophie’s vagina and found that she was becoming aroused as
was evidenced by her moistness that was building up in the area. I was
still fairly hard, even after orgasming only a few minutes before. I
decided that before I made love to Sophie we should try something else.
"Let’s try something."
"What?"
"Just follow my lead, I think you’ll like it.
I lay back on the bed with my head near the pillow end and had Sophie climb
over me and into a sixty nine position.
TO BE CONTINUED....... (comments please)
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