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From: katrina@f516.n107.z1.ieee.org (Katrina)
Subject: My Confession (part 6)
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My Confession (Part six)
By Katrina
In the last five parts, you remember, I told you that since
"confession is good for you," I'm confessing that I love a big
cock in my ass, and my "adventures" about that, but that I'm
changing all the names of people and of some of the places,
because I don't have the other people's permission to reveal
their part in my story, or to use their names.
I told you about my summer vacation, where my cousins Dave
and Sue, and Marty, Sue's "summer romance" had introduced me to
serious sexual activities, and because I wanted to stay a virgin,
to anal sex. I loved it! But the vacation ended, and I went
back home and to school. I was very disappointed. All the boys I
had been seeing seemed un-interesting now, and life was looking
pretty glum. That is, until I met Bob.
Bob was a senior, blonde and good looking, and he had a
sports car. The girls thought he was a nerd, always working on
his old Porsche, but Bob looked real good to me, and I wanted to
make sure he noticed me. If he was always working on his car,
you couldn't tell, 'cause he kept his hands and fingernails
clean.
Remember my mom's attitude about clothes? I took to bringing
a change of clothes in my gym bag and changing in the girl's room
before school started, and putting the plain dresses my mom
preferred back on before going home. I wore tight jeans, that
showed off my round rear, and tight sweaters that emphasized my
boobs. I found out Bob's class schedule and made sure I was
walking the same hallway he was whenever I could.
After a week of this I was getting frustrated, when finally
he smiled at me as I passed him. I smiled back and said, "Hi."
After that, he started to look for me, sat with me at lunch
and study hall. It wasn't long after that he asked me out.
I sure worked hard to look good- and sexy- for that date. I
had a lot of talking with my mom so I could wear something that
didn't look frumpy and old-fashioned, and in the end wound up
compromising with her anyway. I wore a silk blouse and a plaid
skirt, with a much lower hem than I wanted.
He took me to a movie and afterward to a diner, where we sat
and talked over burgers and shakes. He was really interesting,
not at all the car- centered nerd the girls thought he was, and I
enjoyed getting acquainted. But what I really wanted to get
aquainted with was in his pants.
We left the diner, and Bob started to drive me home. I said
it was still early, and I asked him if he would like to drive up
to The Mountain, the local parking and necking area, to show me
how his car could go on the winding roads up there.
He grinned and turned off onto the Interstate, and said he
knew of a better place, not as crowded. He turned on the radio,
and in a half hour he turned off onto a back road, and soon
turned off of that, too.
There was nothing here but a reservoir and a dirt road
winding around it, and pine trees.
Bob turned the radio off, and made sure I had the seat belt
on. Then he down-shifted and floored it, and I had the car-ride
of my life! I kept thinking for sure that we would slide off the
road and into either the water or a tree, but he kept the car on
the road, though not usually pointed the way we were going! I
glanced at the speedometer at one point and saw 85.
He finally slowed down, and turned off under a clump of
trees, and rolled along a trail out to the edge of the water, and
shut off the lights and the engine. I was panting from the ride.
"It sure is quiet out here," Bob grinned at me. "How'd you
like the ride?"
"Oh, God," I said.
He laughed and turned the radio on low, and selected a
station with soft music. I finally recovered enough to realize
what a beautiful spot this was, with the moonlight on the
reservoir, and under these old pines.
Bob sat there looking at me, and I wondered what was going
through his mind, if he was wondering how far he could go with me
on our first date. So, I decided for him.
I took off the seat belt and slid over toward him as far as I
could on the bucket seat. Then I took his face in my hands and
kissed him, open mouthed. He put his arms around me and frenched
me back.
Bob broke off the kiss and slid over from behind the wheel,
and reached around the seat, and reclined my seat back. Then he
reclined his, and instantly was kissing me again. His hand was
groping around my back and sides, so I took it and placed it on
my right breast.
Bob sighed and nibbled my ear.
I loosened the top two buttons of my blouse and guided his
hand, he took the hint right away and snaked it under blouse and
bra, and fondled me.
I put my hand down to his crotch and felt for his cock. I had
no trouble finding it, it was big and hard. I stroked it gently
through the cloth as he resumed frenching me, and opening some
more buttons. Soon he had the blouse open and was feeling my tits
through the bra. I giggled and told him it opened in front.
He found the clasp and opened the bra, exposing my tits to
the night. His breathing got fast. He fondled my boobs, and
tweaked the nipples while frenching my mouth.
I kept playing with his dick through the trousers.
He started kissing my neck, and worked his way down to my
tits, where he licked circles around the nipples. God, I was
getting hot! Then, suddenly, he pounced on a nipple with his lips
and sucked it. The sensation seemed to shoot right through me to
my pussy. I squeezed his cock and he moaned.
I wanted his dick in my hand. Actually, I wanted it in my
ass, but I was afraid to try that on a first date. I found the
zipper of his fly and pulled. It wouldn't budge at first, I had
to use the other hand to hold it. I pulled his fly open, and
reached in his underwear. As my fingers circled his shaft, he
sucked in his breath and moaned, and nibbled my nipple.
I brought his cock out and stroked it gently in my hand.
"Oh, God, Kat," he moaned.
Moving his mouth to my other nipple, he took his hand and
started rubbing my mound through the skirt, but after a few rubs,
he pulled the skirt up and was rubbing my panties.
I made a ring out of my thumb and forefinger, circled the head
of his cock, and rubbed the ring up and down just under the head.
"Ohh, yesss!'" he hissed, his finger on my clit.
Somehow, he had gotten his hand in my panties, and was doing
everything right. He rubbed my clit, played with my lips. It was
so good, I forgot about his cock, just held it and squeezed. He
kept working my clit very gently, and I was...
"Oh, Bob, oh, OH! OooooH!"
...coming,...
"Oh, OHHH, mmMMAA!"
I came all in a rush, a really good one. He kept flipping my
clit gently, just the right amount, and I kept coming. It lasted
a long time, but finally it was over, and I stopped shaking, my
insides still twitching.
Bob kissed me gently, smiled and pulled my skirt back down.
"Whew," he said. "A good one, hunh?"
I still was holding his cock, stiff as ever, so I started
jacking it, slowly.
"Your turn," I said.
He lay back and moaned. I sat up a little to get a good look
at his cock. It was nice! At least as nice as Dave's, long
enough, thick enough, with a wide corona.
I decided the hell with first date rules altogether, we had
already done more than I had ever done on a first date.
I moved over him and licked the head of his cock.
"Oh, Kat!" he groaned.
I licked it from where it came out of his pants all the way
up to the head, along the underside, and flicked my tongue at its
little "eye." Then I clamped my lips over it and sucked, drawing it
into my mouth slowly while rubbing it with my tongue. When the
head bumped the back of my throat, I shoved and swallowed,
massaging the head with my throat. I felt it go down my throat
and so I pushed some more. My nose bumped his zipper.
I gagged a little, so I drew back, just as slowly, still rubbing
with my tongue. His breath was fast and hard by now.
Then I lay it against my mouth and tongue, and licked the
underside of the head.
"Ahh, Ohh. Mmmmm. Gaahhhh!"
Bob's moans became cries and I felt his cock start to pulse.
I clamped my lips hard over the head and stroked up and down
fast. Four strokes and he was gushing, his hot semen pulsing into
my mouth as fast as I could swallow it.
"Mmmm, mmmm." I hummed in pleasure as I drained him.
"Ohhh, AHHH," he alternately moaned and roared in his
pleasure, his hands dancing madly in my hair. He shot and shot,
at least six times. Finally, he stopped shooting, and I sucked
his shrinking cock into my mouth and cuddled it with my tongue.
"Kat, Kat, Oh Kat," he murmured.
I stroked his face with my hand, still cuddling his shrunken
prick in my mouth. I lay there, my head in his lap, looking up at
him, the sky and trees behind him, and I felt good. He stroked my
face and hair with his hands.
"It's getting late," he whispered after a while. "I wouldn't
want your parents to get angry; I want to see you again."
"Me too," I mumbled around his cock. "Maybe you better drive
us home."
He lifted my face from his cock and kissed me very
thoroughly, then raised the seat-back. He started to zip up his
fly, but I swatted his hand away, "Leave it out for now," I said,
"and drive slower."
He grinned and started the engine, turned the headlights on
and backed out to the road. I'll never forget the feeling of the
night-air wind rushing over my exposed breasts as we drove along
that road, or the feel of his cock hardening again as I held it
while he drove. I wanted the ride to go on and on, but we were
soon back on the secondary road leading to the interstate, and I
fastened my bra and buttoned up my blouse.
But I kept my hand on his cock the whole way home. We were
only a block away when I carefully zipped him back up.
He pulled to the curb in front of my house, and looked at me.
"Tomorrow night?" he asked.
I put my arms around his neck and gave him a quick kiss.
"Tomorrow night," I replied.
------ to be continued ------
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