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(mm/f-teens, nc) *** Nicky felt very naughty and a bit fearful as she peeled off her clinging tank suit and lay back on her beach towel, spreading her long legs. She was determined to eliminate the last sign of paleness from her smooth skin and add to her golden tan. Only her small pudenda mound, thin strap marks and a triangle on each of her jutting breasts were still white. She lay between the garage and the neighbor's high fence and was sure she could not be seen as she closed her eyes and petted her recently shaved groin, slipping a fingertip in and out of her sensitive slot, barely arousing her tiny clit. She enjoyed the feel of the stubble and made a satisfied noise in her throat as she thought about Roger and what they had done last night down in his basement playroom. She let a fingertip enter her puffy lips a bit deeper and smiled, eyes closed tightly as her labia curled about her knuckle. She hooked her finger, found the fiery place and closed her eyes, her other hand cupping her full breast, feeling her nipple rise and harden. She figured she had two hours of full sun and planned to enjoy the time. I was changing my clothes to play some basketball when I happened to look out the back window and there she was, bare and naked! Luscious Nicky Miller herself, the stuck-up bitch. She was only a year older than I was, but she would not even look at me, the snooty slut, but what a ripe body she had and now wearing three small triangles of pale skin on her golden tan. I looked out the side window and saw that their car was gone so she was probably alone. Alone and naked, what an opportunity. My cock surged. I got my field glasses and looked again, admiring her high, pink nipples in those pale triangles and the carefully shaved and tight-lipped slot between her mounded thighs where just a wiggle of pink was showing. My cock shivered as I saw her fingers pet her snatch. Damn, but she had great legs, muscular thighs. I couldn't wait to feel them wrapped around me. And those jugs, I longed to bite them. Hell, they were as big and round as softballs. Nicky meanwhile thought of Roger's long tongue and about how she had pushed his head deeper into her seething pussy and made him suck her clit until she gushed her juices all over his face. That, she decided, was what boys were good for although she had to admit that her girlfriends were just as pleasing. She could hardly wait to tell her friends at her very expensive private school. Nicky was proud of her virginity and her ability to manipulate men. All the sex she had enjoyed had been with her girlfriends and her toys. Her hymen was perforated but intact. And she planned to keep it that way and sell it dearly. Roger had sputtered and run off to the bathroom while she dressed and when he returned she had kissed him chastely, giggled and fled, knowing she left him blue- balled. She caressed her pale, developing breasts with both hands and conjured up her dream man, the rich and muscular stud with an impossible penis who would come and deflower her royally in their penthouse suite. Her eyes were tightly closed and her nipples in her fingers when she heard the gate squeak. Her heart paused and then fluttered. I was careful not to let the gate bang closed and stood there for a minute of two waiting to see if she had heard. Then I crossed the lawn and stepped behind the garage. She was sitting up, looking puzzled, both big jugs covered by her hands. "Hi Nicky," I said, as I peeled off my t-shirt. "Mind if I join you?" "Billy Prentiss," she squealed, "get out of here. I'll call my mother." "Don't think she's home, sweetie. Car's gone. Doesn't she usual go shopping on Tuesdays?" I pulled down my shorts and jockstrap, and she squealed. I hadn't bothered to put on shoes and socks. My cock was already excited, flopping about. The girl seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move, unable to do anything but stare at my genitals. Except on the Internet, I guessed she had never seen a male's penis, babies' of course but that didn't count and now there it was, staring her right in the face and seeming to get bigger and higher, aimed right at her with a large, dangling pair of balls that looked egg- sized. I smacked it and watched it bounce back and rise a bit higher, about a half-foot long now but getting bigger and harder, nearing rigidity. I was lucky; I had a lot of experience and knew what women wanted as well as what I needed. And I was richly endowed as they say. I knelt on her colorful towel, right between her feet and stroked my rapidly filling girl-pleaser, which had just this year grown from about five inches in length to almost eight with the help of several of the women whose lawns I cut plus a continuing growth spurt. It was still maturing and getting thicker too, heading for nine I hoped. My sixteen-year-old sister and I had become lovers after I trapped her in the shower one night so all that regular exercise had, I was sure, helped my love muscle develop. I could now romp most girls for five or ten minutes before I had to pause to recover my stiffness after I filled their cunts with gobs of cum. I felt my balls churning and swelling as I admired the girl's ripe body. She was a young stunner, well-developed and really lovely, picture perfect with a pretty face, great hair and a well-toned body. Except for my sister, I hadn't boned any young ones as beautiful, as ripe, as desirable I shuffled closer while my thick spear rose, trembling and now dripping, curved and rising, thick as the handle of my baseball bat and just about as hard. She could not believe it, this kid, this rude, skinny boy was lifting her legs up on his shoulders, his surprisingly wide and muscular shoulders and was smiling at her, licking his lips, looking hungry or something. She didn't know what to do, her mind seemed frozen as he bent to kiss her pussy. His cock was huge, huge and ugly, a pink tube with a purple head, not at all like the dream-man she'd imagined, her knight in shining armor, with the ivory manhood. I felt how warm and wet she was and wondered if she had been playing with herself for long as I licked and probed at her slit, found her tiny clit, nibbled at it, grasping her buttocks and holding her to my face. It popped free and I sucked it. She inhaled sharply. I knew I had her and licked hard across her stiff clit and fluttering lips and then probed inside. "No, no, no, don't," she cried, trying to push me away. My tongue was actually in her quivering vagina. She closed her eyes, leaned back and climaxed, crying out in pleasure, and before she could open her eyes, it was in her. I watched my thick shaft disappear into her tight- lipped pussy, inch after inch, spreading her open, her outer labia ovaled about it like pursed lips. I saw her eyes widen as I tore through her hymen and kept right on penetrating while she trembled in my grasp and writhed, beating her fists on the beach towel. Her legs wrapped around me and she arched up, taking me still deeper, eyes closed, mouth open, exhaling loudly. I was about a half-foot in and her cunt was clasping tightly. I had boned virgins before and found them generally not as good as girls with some experience. I bent to suck her tits and kept right on pressing up and in until it was buried to the balls and my coarse pubic hair was abrading her clit. I dragged out one tit until she squealed and then addressed the other. She whimpered and trembled as I held it deep and waited for it to start jerking and pulsing. I'm ruined, ruined, her mind cried. He has popped my cherry, ruined me, raped me. I'll kill him. My father will kill him. Oh, he's pulling back. "Don't! Don't," she sobbed, fearing he was done. I smiled down at her as I drew my bloody shaft out of her tight-lipped quim. I lifted her long, left leg up on my shoulder, held her at the pelvis and boned her deep and fast and then fucked her hard as I could; so fast I couldn't have counted the thrusts. She screeched and I bent and covered her mouth with mine. She gasped and arched, her whole lush body shaking as the boy in her grunted, Huh, huh, huh and rammed and rammed, tearing her apart, ripping her open. I feel it coming again, but I can't, she thought, I just can't. It isn't right. It's awful. But it feels so good, so wonderful. She scrunched her eyes closed and climaxed with a squeal of pleasure, her whole body convulsing. Damn, but she was tight. It really took some effort, but I finally got into a good pace, smacking us together, and then pushed her leg to the side and rolled her over. She lifted her round ass, and I got up on my toes, knees bent and we went at it again, just as hard and fast as I could. Smack, smack, smack; full-length thrusts. "Billy, Billy, please don't come in me, don't! Don't," she sobbed. I pulled back, grasped my cock and told her to turn over. I slid it up between her breasts, pushed them together and said, "Open wide." I arched upward and ejaculated right into her mouth, and then over her face and across her chest and finally got it into her mouth again and pumped out the rest as I dragged it down between her boobs. My spend was dripping from her tits. I flopped down beside her and laid my well-satisfied cock on my heaving belly. "Good start, Nicky. Get on the pill or an IUD and we can have a lot more fun." "Fun," she sobbed. "You call that fun. You raped me." "Oh really? Who was it that rolled over and spread her legs? Who wrapped them around me, huh?" She closed her eyes. "More?" she asked quietly, taking my hand. "I need more." "You'll have to suck it hard." I smiled and patted her back, and she rolled over and mouthed my glans and then tried to swallow my whole, long penis. I heard the gate squeak and then a voice I knew said, "Having fun?" Behind us were my three buddies, come for some hoops in our driveway. Now they were shedding their shorts and hoisting out their cocks. "Time to share, Billy boy," Jim said with a smile. He was a senior and had a really serious piece of man meat. I stood, my big cock bobbling, and said, "Help yourself, it's fresh and hot." He ignored her pleas, got her on all fours and impaled her, so I knelt at her face and she looked at me wide- eyed... END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 77