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³Miss Rene and Tommy²Part Five(F/m;teen;cons;)

by Schulzie

Silently, Rene turned the knob to open her bedroom door. As she slowly 
opened the door, she could see the gentle glow from the nightlight she 
had plugged into the electrical outlet. Stepping inside her room, she 
looked toward the bed and saw Tommy, asleep, lying there on the side of 
the bed closest to the door. 

The thirteen-year old boy was sleeping soundly, under the covers, lying 
on his back, one arm hanging off the side of the bed, the other one 
across his forehead, and one leg uncovered. Rene half-expected to see 
him lying on top of the covers, totally nude, stroking that gigantic 
cock she knew he possessed. But that was wishful thinking on her part.

She wanted badly to wake him up, but first she wanted to check out the 
situation. She tiptoed softly toward the bed to get a closer look at 
Tommy lying there. Upon close inspection, she noticed that in the hand 
of his arm that was across his forehead, he was holding the pair of 
panties she had deliberately left in her bed for him to find. My, my, 
Rene thought to herself. So now he's had a good whiff of my pussy. I 
hope he enjoyed it, wishing silently.

Carefully, she pulled back the covers to see if there were other 
surprises awaiting her. As she did, she could see his bare chest, and 
she paused to watch his teenaged chest rise and fall with his breathing. 
Then she lowered the covers further, revealing the waistline of a pair 
of flannel pajama bottoms that he had worn to bed. Damn, Rene exclaimed 
to herself. She had hoped he would be naked under the covers, but that 
was too much to expect, she figured. But as she continued to pull the 
covers down even more, she could see that his bottoms had a fly, and the 
fly was open. Pulling the covers down a few more inches, Rene was 
treated to a sight she had been dying to see for months. Only inches 
away, laying there within her reach, was Tommy's penis. Poking out of 
the fly of his pajamas, his dick was semi-erect, already at least six 
inches long, almost at the point where it would rise up and stand 
proudly at an angle.

Tempting as it was to just lean over and take Tommy's half-hard cock in 
her mouth, Rene chose to wait. But when she bent lower to get a closer 
look at his dick, she noticed that there was a drop of semen clinging to 
the very tip of his dick. She wondered if that was pre-cum oozing out of 
his penis. Or was that the last clinging drop from an earlier jerkoff 
session? She could see no wet spots on his pajamas or sheets. There was 
no evidence of cum on his belly or chest. No used Kleenex to be seen. 
Must be pre-cum, she decided.

Some powerful force drew her hand to his cock. She had waited so long to 
touch his cock she found it impossible to withdraw her hand. She reached 
out, and with her forefinger she touched that drop of pre-ejaculate and 
began to smear it around the head of his cock, making it glisten in the 
darkened room. In his sleep, the sensation of Rene's finger on the head 
of his dick caused it to twitch, and his penis began to rise and 
stiffen, right before Rene's gazing eyes.

There it is, Rene thought gleefully. She watched as Tommy's man-sized 
cock grew and grew, rising from its half-erect state, its tissues 
filling with blood, until the entire organ was engorged with blood. 
Finally, it was at a full erection, standing at a rakish angle from his 
loins. Rene's eyes widened as she now saw, close-up and personal, his 
completely hard, eight-inch cock, waiting for her.

Temptation got the best of her. Rene put her hand around the thick 
circumference of the boy's penis. Oh my God, Rene gasped inwardly, I can 
barely get my hand around it. She gave Tommy's penis a gentle squeeze, 
causing the head of his cock to mushroom. But the sensation of Rene's 
squeeze made the sleeping boy moan, and she quickly pulled her hand back 
before he would wake up and discover her playing with his cock. As 
quickly and quietly as she could, she reached for the covers and brought 
them halfway up his chest, then she stepped back to see if she had 
caused him to wake up.

After a full minute, there were no more signs that Tommy was waking up. 
Rene breathed a sigh of relief. She wanted this seduction to go HER way, 
and she didn't want him to wake up too soon. She wanted to tease him a 
little more. She wanted him to want her in the worst way.

She stepped over to the walk-in closet, opened the door, and turned on 
the light in the closet. The light allowed her to get one last look at 
herself in the full-length mirror on the back of the door. The light 
would also provide some backlighting to the little show she had planned 
for Tommy. Looking at the mirror, Rene fixed her hair a little, grinned, 
telling herself, "Now's the time. Go for it!" And with that bit of 
self-encouragement, the show began.

Stepping back into the bedroom, Rene reached down and pulled her left 
shoe off. Rather than set it down on the floor gently, she let it drop. 
The noise startled Tommy, who immediately sprung up in the bed.

"What's that?!" Tommy blurted out, waking from his slumbering state.

"Oh, gosh! I'm sorry, Tommy," said Rene, trying to sound sincere. "I 
didn't mean to scare you."

Tommy looked in her direction and was relieved to find Rene standing 
there.

"Oh, it's you," said Tommy. "Boy, that scared me."

"I didn't mean to scare you, sweetie. I just dropped my shoe on the 
floor. You can relax now."

Tommy sighed in relief, and laid back down on the bed. As he did, he 
suddenly realized he had a problem. His penis was hard. His dick was 
erect and it was making a very noticeable tent in the sheets. Oooops, he 
thought to himself. I can't let Rene see that. He bent his knees to hide 
his tumescent condition.

"So, how did everything go tonight? Did the girls give you any trouble?" 
As she asked the questions, Rene reached down and took off the other 
shoe, letting it drop on the floor near the other one.

"Oh, the girls were good," said Tommy. "No problem at all. How was the 
party?" Tommy laid there nervously, still very much aware of his stiff 
dick under the covers, pulsing and twitching.

Rene began to tell Tommy all about the party. Of course, she hadn't 
really gone to a bachelorette party like she had told him. But she began 
to make up details as she went along. "Oh, it was great!"

As she stood there telling him all about the "party" and all the 
imaginary details, she began to undress, slowly and casually. She 
unbuttoned the buttons on the cuffs of her blouse, first the left one, 
then the right, as she gave Tommy the rundown on the party. At first, 
Tommy thought nothing of what Rene was doing. He was much too concerned 
about his swollen dick. He figured that in a few minutes, Rene was going 
to make him get out of her bed and go downstairs to sleep on the sofa. 
He'd have to climb out from under the covers, and there'd be no way he 
would be able to hide his hard-on from her.

Worse, he made another discovery. He suddenly realized he was holding 
her panties in his hand. He had found the panties earlier when he 
climbed into bed. They were right under the covers near the pillow. At 
first, he intended to pick them up and toss them on the floor. But then 
he noticed there was a big wet spot right in the middle of the crotch of 
the panties. Curious, he sniffed at the spot on the panties. His 
nostrils were treated to a scent he had never smelled before. He knew it 
wasn't urine. What was it? He inhaled again. Breathing in the aroma 
deeply, he figured it out. He remembered that Penthouse letter he had 
read and how it talked about a woman's pussy getting wet so a man's 
penis could slide in. That must be it, he decided. That must be the 
wetness that comes from a pussy. Rene's pussy. But why was Rene's pussy 
wet, he wondered. He didn't know that Rene was dating any men. Who was 
she having sex with? If she wasn't haven't sex with anybody, why was her 
pussy getting wet? Tommy couldn't solve this riddle, but he sniffed 
again. The smell was somewhat musky, and it gave him a bit of a head 
rush, knowing that he was smelling the moisture from Rene's pussy. It 
was as though he was experiencing a certain degree of intimacy with her. 
He knew what Rene's pussy smelled like. And he loved it! His dick began 
to get hard with each sniff and he found himself stroking his cock as he 
held the pussy-stained panties to his nose. But he thought better of 
whacking off here in Rene's bed. He was afraid his cum would get on her 
sheets, and she would know what he was doing in her bed. So he decided 
to leave his cock alone and instead fell asleep enjoying the fragrance 
of Rene's pussy.

But now, she was here in the room standing in front of him, and he could 
only hope that she was unable to see her panties in his hand in the 
semi-darkness of the room. Slowly, he stuffed the panties beneath the 
pillow, hoping she would never figure out that he had been smelling them 
while she was out.

Tommy's attempt to hide the panties did not go unnoticed by Rene. After 
all, she knew he had the panties in his hand when she came into the 
room. She was a little surprised he didn't realize sooner he was still 
holding her panties. It was also apparent to Rene that Tommy looked a 
little uncomfortable. With his knees bent, she assumed that he was 
trying to hide his erection, to make sure she wouldn't see the big lump 
under the covers. If he's hard now, wait until I'm finished teasing him, 
she thought.

Slowly, she pulled the tail of her blouse out of the jeans and began 
undoing the buttons in the front. She turned to her right while doing so 
and now the light from the closet shining behind her made the movements 
of her fingers stand out that much more, catching Tommy's eyes.

Oh my God, she's undressing in front of me, Tommy suddenly realized. He 
watched as Rene started unbuttoning her blouse, starting from the top 
and moving down, ever so slowly. Tommy's stiff dick jumped and twitched 
as he lay there watching Rene working her fingers on each button, 
removing each button from its assigned buttonhole as she continued 
telling him about the party, speaking calmly and naturally, as though 
undressing in front of him was something she did all the time.

>From the corner of her eye, Rene could see that she had Tommy's full and 
undivided attention. She could see that his eyes were focused on her 
fingers as she undid the buttons of her blouse. Wait, she thought. Time 
to slow things down a bit and tease him a little more. She decided to 
make her "party story" a little more titillating.

"So, guess what happened next, Tommy, "she said, continuing to work the 
buttons.

Tommy just shrugged, still watching her fingers, still painfully aware 
of his throbbing erection.

"A male stripper showed up," Rene fibbed. "Oh, Jesus. He was a hunk!"
Tommy just grinned nervously as Rene proceeded to tell him all about the 
male stripper. As she began to spin the tale for him, it also gave her a 
chance to act out the stripper's moves for him. She described the 
costume the stripper had shown up in, and how he started to dance for 
the girls at the party, wiggling his hips. As she described the "scene" 
for Tommy, she started to move the way the stripper did.

Tommy was in heaven, watching Rene bump and grind around the room, her 
blouse open now, allowing him to glimpse her bra-clad tits in the 
partially lit room. Her tits began to bounce and shake as Rene shimmied 
for his amusement. Needless to say, this only served to make his dick 
pulse with the rhythm of her dance. Oh God, Tommy thought, my dick is 
never going to go down.

Rene stopped her little dance for a moment and said, "And then he took 
his shirt off." Rene then pulled her blouse off her shoulders as though 
showing Tommy exactly how the stripper took his shirt off. Easing her 
arms out of the sleeves, she tossed the blouse to the floor, leaving 
herself standing in front of Tommy, her upper torso covered only by the 
red bra.

Continuing with her story, Rene explained how the stripper took his 
pants off, and again she added choreography to the telling of the story. 
Tommy couldn't believe what he was seeing. Rene unsnapped her jeans and 
slowly, teasingly began to pull the zipper down. Tommy's cock was 
practically wagging back and forth beneath the covers, and he could feel 
pre-cum beginning to ooze out of the tip.

Rene turned her back to Tommy and began to ease her jeans down over her 
hips. Her jeans were so tight, it was quite a struggle for her to get 
them down while wiggling and gyrating her hips like her imaginary 
stripper did. Ever now and then, she would look over at Tommy, looking 
at his stunned face, his wide eyes and open mouth. She could only 
imagine how big and hard his dick was now. He must be ready to explode, 
she figured. She knew that all this teasing of Tommy was having an 
effect on her, too. Her pussy was wet, her clit throbbing, as she 
continued the bump and grind routine for Tommy. 

Eventually, she got her jeans down over her hips and in the process, her 
panties slid down a little bit with them, allowing Tommy to see her 
nice, round ass for just a moment. She quickly pulled them up, but she 
knew Tommy had gotten an eyeful. She let the jeans drop to her ankles, 
then stepped out of them, leaving her standing there in just her bra and 
panties. Tommy surveyed Rene from top to bottom, looking at Rene's 
flushed skin, her tits, her belly and hips, and the mound that lay 
beneath her panties. He noticed that her nipples were erect and poking 
through the thin bra. He also thought he detected a spot of wetness in 
her panties. He wondered if Rene was sexually excited. Why, he wondered?

Rene wasn't finished with her story yet.

"Then came the best part," she continued, "we all began to stuff his 
G-string with money. All of the money we could stuff in there went to 
the bride."

Tommy couldn't believe his ears. Rene and other women had stuffed money 
inside a guy's underwear. That means they all had their hands and 
fingers in his shorts. He tried to imagine a group of women running 
their hands over his body and the thought made his erect organ stiffen 
even more.

"The guy's G-string was already stuffed to begin with," she said, 
knowing that Tommy was listening intently. "He had a really big dick, 
and a nice set of balls, too!"

Tommy almost blew his load right there and then. He was incredulous. 
Rene was talking about a guy's dick and balls and how nice and big they 
were, and she was standing there telling him all this in her underwear. 
Tommy's dick almost hurt now. He wished he could reach under the covers 
and stroke it. His balls were beginning to ache, and all he wanted to do 
was come.

"The other girls were stuffing his G-string at the waistband," she told 
him, demonstrating for him, by stuffing imaginary bills down the front 
of her panties. Sensory overload was beginning to take its toll on 
Tommy. On the one hand, he could imagine what it must have been like for 
the stripper to have women put their hands down the waistband of his 
shorts. But then, he watched as Rene put her hand down the front of her 
panties, and he wished it was his hand reaching down there near her 
pussy.

"So I grabbed a twenty dollar bill out of my purse and stuffed it right 
here," and she showed Tommy where, by lifting the legband of her panties 
and sliding her hand right on top of her pussy. "I stuffed the twenty 
right on top of his DICK!"

Rene said the word "dick" with so much emphasis, the word almost jumped 
out of her mouth, and hit Tommy right in his crotch.  Tommy's eyes 
nearly popped out of his head when he saw Rene's hand reach into her 
panties and touch her pussy. And then when she said she put the money 
right on the guy's dick, Tommy nearly creamed. 

"The best part was," said Rene, pausing for effect, "when I touched his 
dick, he started to get a hard-on!"

Tommy was beside himself now, and it was all he could do to keep from 
groaning at the mere thought of Rene's hand touching a guy's cock and 
making it hard, just like his own dick was hard and throbbing. Tommy's 
breathing was getting heavy from the imagery of Rene's hand in a guy's 
underwear, touching his dick. And Rene was describing all this using 
words like "dick" and "balls" and acting like it was the most natural 
thing in the world to be standing in front of him in her underwear, 
dancing and jiggling.

Finished with her story now, Rene stood there, hands on her hips, 
smiling at Tommy. "I hope you don't think I'm too naughty telling you 
all of this, do you?"

Tommy didn't know how to respond. And besides, Rene didn't give him a 
chance. She turned around, reaching behind her, and grasping the hooks 
on her bra with her hands.

"Tommy? Give me a hand with this, will ya, Sweetie?"

Tommy immediately began to panic. Rene wanted him to help take her bra 
off! "Huh?!" was all he could muster.

"Help me unhook my bra, please!"

Tommy didn't know what to do. "I can't. I don't know how."

That was true. Tommy had never unhooked a girl's bra before. But that 
wasn't what was bothering him. In order for him to unhook Rene's bra, 
he'd have to get out of the bed. He'd have to get out from under the 
covers, exposing his erect cock. What if Rene saw his cock, all hard and 
stiff, standing up in front of him. What would she say? What would she 
think? He started to protest, but Rene would have none of it.

"Tommy, c'mon. Unhooking a woman's bra is easy. Besides, you could use 
the practice. You'll need to know how to unhook a girl's bra if you ever 
want to get your hands on her titties."

Oh, sweet Jesus, Tommy thought to himself. If I say no, Rene will think 
I'm a wimp. If I do it, she's gonna see my dick standing up. 

But with her back still towards him, he figured he might be able to help 
her with her bra and get back under the covers before she'd see his 
swollen cock.

"Are you gonna help me or not?"

"Okay," answered Tommy. Quickly, he pulled the covers aside, stepping 
quickly towards Rene, only wanting to get the whole thing over with as 
fast as possible. As he rushed to her, his huge, eight-inch erection 
bounced up and down in front of him. He reached for the strap.

"What do I do?" he asked.

Rene explained how he needed to pull the hooks on one end of the strap 
out from the eyes on the other end of the strap. It was hard enough for 
him to do, since it was his first time. It was even harder because there 
wasn't much light for him to see what he was doing. But being naked with 
a raging hard-on that he was hoping Rene wouldn't see only made him 
nervous, and his hands were shaking, making his fingers uncooperative.

While he struggled with the bra strap, Rene only made matters worse. 
Slowly and subtly, she moved her ass backwards toward Tommy. Suddenly, 
her ass came in contact with the head of Tommy's erect cock, sending hot 
and cold chills up and down the young teen's spine, making his dick 
jump. Quickly, Tommy pulled back about half a step to break the contact, 
but he glanced down at his cock sticking out from the fly of his pajamas 
and saw pre-cum start to flow out.

Rene didn't react, pretending not to feel Tommy's cock touch her ass. 
But she was relentless. Again, she slowly swayed backwards until her 
panty-clad ass touched Tommy's engorged organ, only this time she let 
her ass bump against his dick a little harder.

Tommy was sweating profusely, partially from the excitement of such 
close personal contact with Rene and partially out of fear of what she 
would do if she turned around and saw him standing there with an 
erection. Worse, he looked down at his cock again and saw that some of 
his pre-cum was on her panties, and there was a rope of his fluid 
extending from her ass back to the head of his dick.

Finally, miraculously, Tommy somehow unhooked Rene's bra, and he jumped 
back in the bed, pulling the covers up to hide his hard-on from her. 
When he looked back over at her, she still had her back to him. Only 
now, he watched her as she slowly removed the bra and tossed it on the 
floor with the rest of her clothes. She's almost naked, thought Tommy.

Then she turned to face him, and he saw her naked breasts for the first 
time. He couldn't believe how beautiful they were. They were round and 
so white, and her nipples stood out, pinkish in color. He couldn't 
believe his luck. Rene was standing there, wearing nothing but panties, 
her breasts totally exposed to him. He was enjoying the moment...until 
she spoke again.

"Ready for bed?"

Oh, no! She's gonna make me get out of bed and go downstairs to the 
sofa. Now, she's gonna see my dick for sure.

But his despair was about to be replaced with another emotion, as he 
watched Rene hook her thumbs on either side of her panties, pulling them 
down past her hips, and letting them drop to her feet.

"Move over!" she told Tommy, stepping out of her panties, as she started 
to pull back the covers and climb into bed.


Continued in Part Six

Stories by Schulzie specializes in stories about teens, incest, 
exhibitionism, voyeurism, masturbation and oral sex.



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