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Tis the season --- another story for Halloween.
It's nice to see other 'seasonal' stories.
I'm just a reposter.  This says in it "It may be posted to free sites".
Everything below this line is exactly as posted long time ago.


From phoenlxarlzona@aol.com Thu Mar 20 19:21:12 2003
Date: Sat, 10 Nov 2001 23:10:07 -0500
From: Phoebe and Michael <phoenlxarlzona@aol.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} {ASSD} My First Time (MF-teens, 1st time)

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This story is copyright (c) 2001. All rights reserved.
It may be posted to free sites as long as no changes have
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My First Time (MF-teens, 1st time)
By Michael (phoenlxarlzona@aol.com)

*

It was Halloween night and I was 16 years old. Too old
to go trick-or-treating. But young enough not to wish I
could. Anyway, I was bored just hanging around the
house watching my folks handing out candy to the kids
that came by all night long.

We lived in Northern California and the weather at that
time of year offered up crisp clear evenings with just
a hint of a chill in the air. I still remember that the
moon was intensely bright that night and everything
felt so alive and mysterious.

After hanging around for as long as I could I grabbed
my jacket and headed outside. We lived on a quiet
street that was sort of a loop off a main street. You
know, the kind of street that no one goes down unless
they live there.

I had it in my mind to walk over to the busier street
to see if any of my friends might be hanging out there.
I don't know why I did it but the jacket I grabbed was
my 8th grade suit jacket. That is significant to what
happened later; something I could never have imagined.

So I was dressed in my black wool suit jacket, a white
t-shirt and levis and walking down the street. And as I
rounded the corner onto the next street I almost jumped
out of my skin when, from out of the dark I heard a
voice. "Hi Michael!" The voice wasn't all that loud, it
was just that I hadn't expected anyone to be there in
the dark.

As it turned out I was walking by the Best's house. I
went to school with Tony Best, who was from the
Philippines, although he was a small guy, he was a good
athlete. His dad was born somewhere back east and had
met his mom in Manila and they'd had both Tony and his
sister Betty before being reassigned to the Moffit
Field navel base out by the bay.

I stopped and looked into the dark, then saw that it
was Tony's sister. I didn't really know Betty Best all
that well. She was one of the more popular girls in
school, and as a member of the cheerleading squad she
was way out of my league. We had talked a little when I
came over to their house to see Tony, so I wasn't
surprised that she had said hi.

But when Betty came over to me and asked where I was
going. I remember being surprised when she grabbed my
arm and held it while she looked up into my eyes. It
was such a turn on to have this pretty girl so close
and hanging on to me like she liked me.

I told her that I was just walking, that I was bored
and just needed to get out of the house. She asked if
she could walk with me and of course I said that would
be fine. I was flattered.

As we walked down the dark street with little ghouls
and goblins and their parents flitting here and there I
felt like a million dollars. Here I was with a pretty
girl hanging on my arm and asking me questions about
myself. She kept squeezing my arm and commenting how
nice I looked in my jacket.

Then about 20-minutes later Betty blew my mind. She
said, (And I remember this vividly) "Michael, have you
ever made love to a girl before?"

Well let me tell you, I was speechless, and the palms
of my hands became wet, and I could feel sweat
trickling down my back. It was a moment that seemed to
stretch out for ever. Then Betty asked again, "Well,
have you?"

I fumbled and fidgeted and then mumbled, "Yeah, sure."
Knowing that she knew I was lying.

And to prove the fact that she knew I was lying Betty
said, "Will you make love to me?"

I knew that she was teasing me, trying to make me
nervous, but I didn't know how to react, all I could do
was start to walk again and ignore the question. But
Betty was having none of that.

She kept giggling and "asking" me to make love to her,
"Let's do it over there, it's dark and no one will see
us." Or we'd pass some bushes and she'd suggest that we
could go behind them and do it.

Even to this day I'm not sure what she was trying to
do, but what was happening was that she was making me
crazy. I was a virgin, I mean I'd only had two
girlfriends and never done more than kiss them close
mouthed. And here she was teasing me about fucking her.

My heart was pounding and I was sweating up a storm, I
think all I really wanted to do at that moment was get
away from her. My Presbyterian white-bread background
hadn't prepared me for anything like this. And I wasn't
a great physical specimen, or very popular in the broad
since of things, so I knew she was just teasing me. At
least that's what I thought.

Finally I got mad. How dare she do this to me? Why
couldn't she just be nice and leave me alone. I decided
to call her bluff. I had no intention of really making
love to her or do anyone else for that matter, but I
was determined to turn this around on her and make her
shut up.

So when she said, "Look Michael, there's a great place
in that group of trees. It even looks like there's a
freshly cut lawn that we could lie on. C'mon Michael,
take me there."

I said, "Okay," and grabbed her hand and tugged her
into the darkness of the trees. Without saying anything
I pushed Betty up against a tree and planted my mouth
over hers. It was a deep kiss that I held just like I'd
seen in the movies.

My eyes bulged when I felt Betty's fingers feeling my
dick through my pants. I held my kiss and even pushed
my tongue between her lips to french her, which I'd
never done before but since it didn't take rocket
science to do it I figured I'd be able to. And I wanted
to prove to Betty that she couldn't tease me and get
away with it.

But instead of frightening her my kissing and shoving
up against her it only made her small brown hands work
faster on my crotch. I was beginning to tremble with
anxiety, and a strange kind of lust. Betty had made me
hard with her hand massage through my pants and I was
more excited than I'd ever been in my life before.

When she fumbled with my jeans-fly I thought I was
going to die of a heart attack. When she pushed her
hand into my pants and I felt the skin of her hand
against the skin of my dick I came in gushes all over
her hand. I just groaned and shivered and pumped my
come out all over my underwear and her hand.

As I was still pumping my come out I looked into
Betty's upturned face and saw the triumph in her eyes.
She had this shit eating grin in her face like 'I knew
you'd come for me. I knew you couldn't fuck me you
wimp.'

I don't know if she was really thinking that but it
looked like that kind of expression to me. I was
furious at her. Besides the uncomfortable feeling of
the sticky come in my shorts, I'd just had the most
intense orgasm of my life and she was sneering at me.

Obviously with the advantage of time I realize that
what I did next was foolhardy to say the least, but I
wasn't going to let this little bitch make a fool of
me. I shoved her sticky hand away and pulled her down
to the grass with me.

I struggled with her to open her legs and pulled her
panties to one side as I shoved her skirt up. All the
while we said nothing, she never asked my to stop, and
I never thought about the consequences of what I was
doing.

I don't remember Betty saying anything as I found her
pussy slit with the head of my dick. And when I shoved
into her I still remember the wonderful feeling of her
cunt as it wrapped around me with warm wet flesh.

Looking back she must have been just as aroused as I
was and ready for me, but I had no clue back then. All
I knew was that she felt good and I started pumping and
she started moaning.

I couldn't believe how this had happened but I wasn't
thinking about how, or why, all I was doing was
becoming more and more excited as I realized that I was
fucking a girl. I was really and truly fucking a girl
and a hot looking one to boot.

When Betty started to moan and wrapped her legs around
my humping hips I lost it. I shivered through another
long and just as satisfying orgasm as I emptied myself
into her.

We stayed like that for a while afterwards. I didn't
want to pull out, I didn't want this moment to end. But
soon enough the cold night air made it uncomfortable
and he pulled apart.

As my dick slipped out of Betty's pussy and by the
light of the moon I say some of my come sliding out
with my dick I realized what I'd done. What if I'd made
her pregnant? What if she accused me of raping her? OH
MY GOD! What had I done?

But Betty didn't seem to mind what I'd just done to
her. In fact she reached over and pulled me to her and
gave me one more long passionate kiss. Then she stood
and straightened her clothing and said, "Thanks
Michael, I needed that," and walked away toward her
house.

*

The next day I went over to the Best's house to see
Betty, but she'd already gone out so I hung out with
her brother Tony. I wanted to tell him about my
conquest but how could I? After all it had been his
sister. So although things were pretty awkward I stayed
there until Betty came home.

To my surprise she pretended to hardly know me, and
even later when I got her alone she told me that it
hadn't been that big of a thing and she wanted me to
stop bugging her. She told me that she'd only gone with
me because I looked cool in my suit jacket and levis
and she was feeling horny.

We never did it again, in fact Betty never again
acknowledged what had happened between us. My life went
on pretty much as before except I had that strange and
erotic memory to think back on for the rest of my life.

I didn't get to have sex with another female until I
was out of high school. I did have sex with another guy
once, er, well, maybe two different guys. But when I
finally had access to a woman I never looked back.
There is nothing quite like a wet willing cunt, and the
lovely creature attached to it.

This was a True Story...

Other stories by Michael & Phoebe are at this location:
/~Kristen/phoenix/

* * *
It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!



Our website is at www.asstr.org/~Kristen/phoenix/

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