("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2006. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Naive Virgin by Ickric (ick_ric@yahoo.co.uk) *** A teenage girl goes on a camping trip with a group of other youngsters. Her strict upbringing has made her naive but that all changes overnight. But she still has much to learn. (MF-teens, 1st, preg?) *** They had gone away for a few days, a whole group of 18- 24 year olds for a camping holiday with an organisation they all belonged to. The north west of the country was always a good location, albeit quite wet and windy. They did all the things that campers do, walking, climbing and eating round a camp fire. The glow of the camp fire also provided some romantic atmosphere for those who were looking for romance. Some, however, were looking for something similar but different. Campfire songs were a bit cheesy but it killed some time when the conversation got a little stale. A couple had already gone for a walk by themselves into the secluded part of the wood at the far end of the field, away from the nearby sheep farm. Up on the fells, there were sheep everywhere but not in the woods. Occasionally, when there was a gap in the conversation, you could hear giggling or other incomprehensible sounds coming from the woods as the couples (more had gone for a walk) were having some fun exploring in the dark. Francis had taken quite a shine to Joanne who, whilst 18 at the time, came from a strict family and had only ever dated one boy. They had been quite close but she was still a virgin, her strict family and religious upbringing had ensured she had drawn a line at heavy petting. The frustration had lead her partner to become unreasonable and they parted. Without a boyfriend for some time, she was happy just to enjoy the holiday away from her parents and naively thought the others were there for the same purpose. Francis, however, had other ideas. It had started to get a bit chilly one evening and Francis, who had been sniffing around Joanne all week, cuddled up to her, his arm around her shoulders and he fetched his blanket from his tent to put around her. She assumed it was just an act of friendliness, not aware of what was really on his mind. In fact, it was not what was on his mind but what was in his underpants that was of real concern. Most of the others had either gone for a walk in the woods or had gone to their tents with some company. Very soon, they were the only ones left and Francis talked with Joanne about the holiday, the stars (which were obscured by the clouds) and so on. She mentioned she was scared about the sheep and cattle in the next field coming into their field. Francis, not one to miss an opportunity, offered her the option to sleep in his tent. Joanne brought her sleeping bag with her and placed it in Francis' tent. She slipped herself into the sleeping bag, removing her clothes under the covers as it were. Francis did the same so as not to frighten her off. He positioned his sleeping bag next to hers and he placed an arm over her protectively and cuddled her. He asked if she was cold and she said she was, so he suggested they zip their sleeping bags together so that they can share their body heat. The suggestion sounded logical to her and so she agreed, thinking it was all in innocence. Francis cuddled up to her and she felt his warm body against hers, and felt comfortable in his arms. He leaned forward and kissed her forehead and wished her good night. He asked if he would get a good night kiss back and as she leaned forward to kiss him, he moved his face so her lips met his. The kiss lasted momentarily and he smiled and returned the kiss. He moved closer to her and put his arms all around her, gently manoeuvring himself so he was gently laying over her. Joanne's mind raced as the kisses continued and she remembered her previous boyfriend who had kissed her and made a move on her. Francis was different, however, he was gentle and compassionate. She was glad she had donned a T shirt under the sleeping bag, however, but after a while she felt a hand tug at the hem of her T shirt and a hand slowly moved its way up her torso. She felt scared but at the same time, excited. She wanted to tell Francis to stop but she did not want him to stop kissing her. She went to open her mouth to ask him to slow down but as soon as her mouth opened, he inserted his tongue into her mouth. Their saliva juices blended together and in a short while, she found she was exploring the inside of his mouth with her tongue. At last, his left hand reached its target and it cupped her breast gently, a round massaging movement over her young and still developing tits. She felt a strange feeling as her nipples became erect and never recalled that feeling with her previous boyfriend. She also felt her pussy become incredibly moist with a suddenness that made her fear she had pissed herself. Francis was gentle and slow as he progressively got Joanne more aroused and his kisses became more passionate. She began to loose herself in the new sensations she was experiencing, barely noticing Francis pulling her T shirt over her head until it was too late. She held his face to look at him in the almost pitch black of the tent and he smiled. "Have you ever made love to a boy before?" he asked. "No," she whispered, shaking her head. "Then let me show you how" he said, kissing her gently, then with more passion. His hands rubbed her shoulders and stroked her hair, his kisses spread all over her face, cheeks, ears, lips, neck and down to the upper torso. His massaging was gentle but not ticklish and his kisses were firm but not heavy. His kisses reached her breasts and as he began to suck on the nipples, she gasped, her hands reaching down and stroking his hair, holding his head in place whilst she writhed in passion. She felt her pussy began to throb as the blood raced though her veins, her moistness making her hungry for some satisfaction but her embarrassment holding her back slightly. "I'm really feeling wet," she eventually said. Francis continued sucking on her tits whilst his hand ventured down to explore the moist furry triangle that frequented her briefs. Francis' hand reached her pussy and it was sopping wet, his fingers expertly moved her briefs to one side, allowing his fingers access to her pubic area. He slowly inserted one finger, his breast stimulation continuing. Joanne felt the finger penetrate her and she groaned out load with pleasure. Francis removed his finger and replaced it this time with two fingers and again, Joanne groaned with delight. "You like?" he whispered. "Mmmm," Joanne whispered back. Francis inserted his digits as deep as he could, rotating them gently to stimulate much of her inner parts as he could, taking care to go back and stimulate the parts that made her squirm the most. "Would you like something deeper?" he asked, tentatively. "Mmm," she responded again and with one swift movement, Francis was out of his boxers like a bat out of hell. He asked Joanne to lift her hips and he gently removed her panties which were, by now, wringing wet. His fingers returned to the opening of her pussy and he ensured she was still ready for him to enter her. He need not have worried, if anything, she was wetter than ever. Francis lowered himself on to her and his erection was at the opening of her pussy. "You want something deeper?" he asked again. "Yes," Joanne murmured, "Get it deeper," she implored. Francis guided his erection past her outer labia and was penetrating her, his hot throbbing cock was gliding deeper into her silky smooth moist love channel and with it, her virginity was gone. He moved himself deeper into her and she moaned and murmured as she writhed in pleasure. He leaned forward and kissed her again and whispered in her ear. "Have you ever made love before?" he asked. "No," she said. "Well, we're making love now," he said, both his hands stroking her hair whilst the feeling between her legs continued. "We shouldn't," she said, suddenly afraid. "Does it feel good?" he asked. "Mmm," Joanne replied, "Yes." "Then make love to me," he said and he began thrusting himself into her, faster and firmer, her lubrication not restricting his movements, and as he increased the pace, so did Joanne's breathing. She wanted to stop but she was loving it. "Make love to me," she whispered, encouraging him, enticing him to keep going. "We're having sex," he said to her. "Have sex with me," she said, raising her hips into his. "I'm fucking you," he said, not sure why he was being so descriptive. "Fuck me more," Joanne replied, much to both their surprise. "Pardon?" he asked. "Fuck me. Fuck me!" she replied, her own pace building. "Feel my tits and fuck me," she said like some little slut. "Tell me what you want," he said, obeying her demands and giving her tits a good squeeze. "Fuck me, snog me, feel my tits!" she said out loud and she pulled his head towards her, her tongue entering his mouth immediately. She place one of his hands on her tits and thrust her hips into his. She was on the boil and there was no stopping her. Within moments she experienced her first orgasm and she felt euphoric as the sensation swept through her body like a tornado. Seconds later, she felt a strange pulsation in her pussy and, having never experienced that before, thought no more of it but Francis had also slowed down a bit too. They collapsed in each others arms and awoke around dawn, the early morning sun providing adequate light to see each other. It was the first time Francis had seen Joanne naked and he reached over and touched her. She responded by cuddling up to him and hungrily kissing him. Just a few hours earlier, she was a virgin, but she reached for his cock which was rapidly becoming erect and she climbed on top of him, lowering herself onto his cock. "Ooooh!" she murmured. "Will you fuck me again?" she asked in a sluttish sort of way. He reached up and grabbed her tits. "No," he said, "You're fucking me." Joanne grinned. "Then let me fuck you," she said and she began to ride him like a cowgirl, her arse exposed to the cool morning air as the lay on top of the sleeping bag, her tits being kept warm by Francis' big hands. They reached climax a couple of times before collapsing again. Later, she suggested they go down to the lake to clean up and bathe, which they did. They discarded their clothes and paddled and bathed in the cool lake water. Some of the others joined them and were surprised to find them skinny dipping and decided to join in. Joanne noticed that some of the guys had bigger dicks than Francis and she had trouble taking her eyes off their manhood, especially as they were becoming quite erect. One of the guys jumped in for a swim and Joanne swam after him. He lead her to a secluded part of the lake and he helped her out of the water. She couldn't hide her gaze as she took in the size of his erection. He asked her if she liked what she saw. This guy was already with a girl friend but he was always on the look out and when Joanne showed him some attention, he responded. He took her in his arms and kissed her, the warm sunshine drying their bodies and he laid her down on the grass, his erection very pronounced. Joanne knew what to do, she placed her hand underneath the pair of them and grabbed his manhood, guiding it towards her pussy. He entered her easily and she talked dirty to him. "Fuck me, now!" she ordered. The guy did and he introduced her to the doggy position, which gave deeper penetration. It also gives better access to sperm to fertile eggs. He reached climax before Joanne and he emptied the contents of his scrotum into her waiting vagina. When he stopped, she looked disappointed. "Why have you stopped?" she asked. "I've climaxed," he said. She looked puzzled. "I've cum inside you." She looked puzzled. "I filled your pussy full of my sperm," he said. The penny dropped and she gazed at him in horror. "You might have made me pregnant," she said. "Didn't you know?" he replied, amazed he was having this conversation with an 18 year old girl who had just told him to fuck her. It dawned on Joanne that she had just had loads of semen pump inside her. She might be pregnant. OK, she thought to herself, as long as I remember when my last period was, I should be OK. It was exactly 2 weeks ago today. I wonder if that is alright, she thought to herself. She would check on the internet when she got back Sunday night. It should be OK until then, it's Wednesday today. Three weeks later, her period was overdue. I wonder... END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 45