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What I hadn’t realised was that it wasn’t the world watching but the guy in the apartment across he road was watching me and the sight of me had driven him to emulating me and he had stripped off and was masturbating furiously and in the time he had been watching me had cum twice and shot his semen wherever it fell after being expelled from his penis.

I eventually came and my legs went to jelly I had to lie on the bed. My cunt became so sensitive with all the rubbing and stuffing of my fingers and dildo inside me. The spasm of my orgasm raced right through my body. My nipples were sore, and so was my clit as all three had taken a pounding from being pulled and pinched and stuffed by my fingers and dildo. I was completely exhausted and had achieved a state of euphoria I had not often achieved either masturbating or having actual sex.

I guess I had been lying there for about 4 or 5 minutes as my heart was racing and I was out of breath with the exertion of my sexual arousal. Then the phone rang beside my bed. I reached over and answered it and as I did this male voice said I thoroughly enjoyed your performance. I was wondering if you noticed mine. I asked who this was and he said look out your window and as I did I saw him across the way standing naked at the window masturbating. I had seen him on the street and in the nearby Deli and we had acknowledged each other but had said only a few words to each other being neighbourly social.

He asked should I come over there or would you like to visit me. I asked how he knew my name and got my number - he said your security access has your name on it and the address was easy.

I said he had taken me by surprise but I liked what I was seeing and perhaps he should come over to me as I would not have to dress to make the trip.

He arrived and buzzed and I was standing there waiting for him completely naked. I let him in and he was at my door in seconds and as soon as he rang I let him in grabbed him and kissed him hard and furiously. I didn’t even know his name. As I was kissing he was undressing himself, not that he had much on, shorts and a T shirt and pretty soon we were both naked and on my bed and still I had not stopped kissing him, just leading him by my mouth to my bed.

I lay back and he mounted me immediately and began to really do me hard and fast. He just shoved his cock into me and began pounding me, nothing seductive just hard on sex. I could feel his cock ramming deep and hard to the base of his shaft. He was extremely physical with me and my cunt was enjoying every moment. As I said I had lubed myself earlier and that with my cunt juices had my cunt as full of juice as a swimming pool.

He still hadn’t said a word, he was kissing my nipples and biting them till I had to let out a small scream of pain and he laid off for a bit. His first word was sorry. I love being bitten to that point where I cant stand it any more.  For a guy who had never met me he certainly knew how to pleasure me.

His next words were are you on the pill and I nodded as I was so close to cumming it didn’t matter and then I let go with a monumental orgasm and gave him the ride of his life and the best fuck I had had for ages. He kept me going for what seemed like two or three minutes as I believed I came twice but it was really one super long orgasm which actually only lasted about 40 or 50 seconds but it felt like ages as my cunt was so tender.

He then came himself and he grunted each time he spurted a cock full of his hot steamy cum into me. By the time he filled me with his semen I was like a pond of sex juice. He continued to moaned and groaned as he pumped his cock backwards and forwards ejaculating the last of his male semen into me and I guess he gave me as much as I had ever had before. It seemed like ages as he screwed his face up each time he spurted his hot and steamy cum deep inside me. I loved it.

He rolled off me and lay beside me – the two of us absolutely covered in sweat and gasping for breath. My cunt began to leak the mixture of my juice and his cum immediately, as I must have had a bucket full of it inside me.

We must have lain there for a couple of minutes before he said do you have a name other than sexpot. I laughed and said Sue and I said who was it that just impregnated me with a horse – he looked stunned for a moment and then realised I was joking and told me his name was Jack.

Ok I said I have just changed my name to Jill so Jack and Jill can go up the hill together and fuck all the way down again.

We showered together and he gave me a doggy under the shower and I had to clean that out as well. Just as well I have a hand held shower head and I can get it right up into my vagina.  I know its not healthy but I really needed a good clean out to make way for what he had in mind after we had showered.

We spent the night together fucking and sucking each other till we were completely exhausted. Just as well it was Friday night and we didn’t have to work Saturday.

We showered again, changed the cum stained sheets and got back to fucking ourselves silly. I have no idea how often we fucked each other in as many positions as we could achieve. that night and the next day. I must have drunk at least a pint of cum if that is possible.

By 6pm we decided to eat something other than each other, and we went out for dinner. We came back to my place but after a meal and wine we just lay in each others arms and slept. Sunday was another day of sex, nothing too physical, but long slow and wonderful.

I don’t know how long it will last but the two of us are like rabbits and we fuck every night now and eat later. My guess is that in a week I have had more cock and cum inside me than I have ever had in my life before. He only goes home to get dressed to go to work. The rest of the time we are naked and shagging ourselves silly and loving it.

The stud mounted me and plunged his cock at my cunt. Unfortunately he missed and buried his cock into my virgin asshole. I squealed in pain and terror and tried to pull away, but Cowboy gripped me with his hooves. He tried to pull out to thrust again, and found himself stuck. Now Cowboy panicked. He began to pull away hard and I knew if I didn’t relax, Cowboy would tear me in two. I relaxed as much as I could, and Cowboy slipped out of my anus with a grunt and a pull. He plunged again, and this time sunk into my cunt. I was sopping wet, and already near orgasm from masturbating, and I moaned with pleasure as Cowboy filled me. He stroked in and out firmly, going at a middle pace. His thick cock rubbed against my clit as he thrust in, and his cock pressed all of my vaginal walls wider. He kept his thrusting up for nearly 10 minutes, and I came, screaming orgasms, three times. I had found myself thrusting back on Cowboy’s cock, taking as much of him into me as possible. It was almost like having sex with my husband, although his cock had never stayed hard this long, nor had he ever filled me like this. Suddenly I could feel Cowboy’s cock shudder in me, and I was filled with his seed. He came the longest this time, staying perfectly still on me for almost two minutes, filling me with cum. I came again as I felt his cum fill me, a warm liquid of life. I could feel a combination of his cum and my cum flow out around his shrinking cock and as soon as he dismounted me, I reached around to taste the liquid. As I caught some in my fingers, I felt something brush against my pussy, and I turned over in horror.

Standing directly behind me was the man who had dropped off the mare about two hours ago. His pants were tented with an erection and he had an amazed look on his face.

"Do you always fuck your stallions?"

I shook my head and tried to cover my body. The man had taken my clothes and moved them. I couldn’t see them anywhere.

"I came back, to tell you some things about Lady. I heard you in here. I couldn’t help but watch." The man smiled at me, and I could tell that his motives were innocent. He hadn’t even taken his cock out to masturbate. He had just been dumbstruck by the sight of a stallion mounted on a woman.

"Well, no harm done, I guess." I said huskily. I was ashamed of what I had been caught in the act of. Then I looked at the man. A look of pure admiration was on his face, and he unconsciously fingered the zipper on his pants. "Aren’t you going to take that out?"

"W..w..wh...what?" The man blushed and I reached over and undid the zipper.

"It must be bothering you." I gently stroked the rock-hard cock and the man breathed heavily. "My name is Beka . . . moan that if you have to moan anything."

"I’m Jeff," he grunted. Jeff began thrusting against my hand and I marvelled at how much he was like Cowboy. Cowboy stood in the corner of the stall, eating some hay that was there in case Lady hadn’t objected to a second breeding. I raised myself onto my knees and firmly wrapped Jeff’s cock in my breasts. He began thrusting like an animal, and I licked the top whenever I got the chance. Jeff reached down and slowly pressed me to the floor of the stall and kept fucking my boobs. I played with my nipples as he did it, and licked at his cock head whenever it got close, then suddenly I found his whole cock in my mouth. Jeff plunged it in and out, moaning my name and grunting. His cock swelled in my mouth and I thought he was going to blow, but Jeff kept plunging in and out. I sucked and licked at it, hoping he would blow before my husband got home. Then Jeff roughly thrust his hand into my cunt. I was still dripping horse cum, and I was aroused by the situation I was in now, and Jeff could tell. His thumb flicked across my clit and first two then three of his fingers plunged in and out of my cunt. I closed my eyes and moaned softly, and then suddenly was aware of Jeff’s cock leaving my mouth. I had less that five seconds to think about it before it was firmly thrust into my cunt. I gasped as it entered. It was bigger than my husband’s, and it throbbed more warmly. I screamed as I came, Jeff’s harsh thrusting sent me into yet another massive orgasm. Jeff’s fingers found my nipples and pulled and twisted at them. I couldn’t do anything but thrust back into Jeff’s hips and moan as orgasm after orgasm rolled over me. Then Jeff screamed. For the second time that day I could feel myself being filled with cum and I moaned Jeff’s name. Jeff left his cock in me until it was totally limp and we had both recovered our breaths. He pulled out of me and I could feel our combined juices flowing out of me like an exotic cocktail. Jeff lowered himself to the straw of the stall and drank all the juices which came out. I had hoped he would give me another orgasm, but he stood up and offered me his hand. He hugged me, roughly.

"I am sorry for my indiscretion. I shouldn’t have let myself in and I shouldn’t have watched and I definitely shouldn’t have taken pleasure with another man’s wife." Jeff dropped his eyes remorsefully, then pulled up his pants and stuck his already-rehardening cock back inside. He handed me my clothes, which he had put on a chair outside the stall. After helping me dress, Jeff and I led Cowboy back to his stall. As soon as Cowboy went back into his stall he started to doze, and I knew he would be ready for another round the next day.

I walked with Jeff out to his truck and hugged him. "Thank you for the wonderful sex." I whispered. Jeff looked at me in shock and I giggled. "My husband and I have an open marriage. I’ll tell him about this, and he won’t get mad, but I would appreciate you not saying anything about seeing me with the stallion. I’m going to tell him that we were both overcome by passion watching the horses breed that we let ourselves go." Jeff smiled and nodded. "And perhaps you can come back for another time, and I could introduce you to my husband in a whole different way." I winked at Jeff and he chuckled. I watched as he got in his truck and drove away, and I marvelled at the light flakes of spring snow that were falling. They were the last fall of the year and I hoped that I could have one more round of snow sex when my husband got home.

Molly and I always got along well. The fact that I had a ski boat and would have her family down for weekends at my cottage did not hurt. While her parents were relatively strict with her and treated her like a little kid I tried to build her up and complement her on her beauty. With her light brown hair, big blue eyes and cute body the compliments were not fake.

It was during one of these planned weekends at the lake cottage that Molly and I unexpected spent some time alone. Molly had been at cheerleading camp all week near my lake cottage and I volunteered to pick her up that Friday afternoon and take her to the cottage, since Tom had to work a full day and then go home to pick up the rest of his family.

Even though I was in my mid thirties the thought of stopping by a cheerleading camp and then spending an hour in a car with Molly was pretty enticing. I was on my way to pick up Molly when I recieved a cell phone call from her mother Beth. It ends up Molly's little sister had try outs for a play she really wanted to be in the next morning so they could not make it to the cottage until noon on Saturday. She apologized and offered to drive out that night to get Molly. I told her not to bother, that I would just take Molly straight to their place or Molly could just spend the night. Beth said she did not want to inconvenienceme and I said it was zero inconvenience since I was just planning to do some work on the cottage and the boat. We agreed to leave it up to Molly and touch base after I picked her up.

The cheerleading camp was as much http://ads.clicksor.com/serving/search4.php?q=lWL--%FE%25%2B%7E%FD%293%23%26%2C%26%7B%F9gSW4%7E%7B%21%2C%22%2C&q3=%5BQTY_U0pS%5B%F9icNeS_MqW0%28%7E%7B%240%7C%26%2B%24%7B&tl=4646&pn=27727&pid=16924&sid=23081&sc=fun" target="_blank">fun as  I thought it would be. I was early, as planned, and there were babes everywhere. The camp was for high school age cheerleaders, and some of the older girls looked like they could be LA Laker dancers. Some of the girls were really built, and I was thinking they must really bounce when they jump. Found Molly and she gave me a big welcome hug, which I made sure to extend by pulling her tight. Helped her load her stuff and noticed her body looked even tighter after a week of working hard at the camp. Her blue eyes really stood out as her skin had darkened from being in the sun.

As we were pulling out I gave her the news about her families delay and gave her her options, drive two hours back home or drive a half hour to the cottage and go water skiing. Wanted to frame the question right and it worked. After she gave me the no duh look she called her mom and told her she wanted to go to the cottage. I over heard her mother tell her to make sure she helped me clean the cottage and boat. 

We arrived at the cottage and it was in great shape, after my sisters family hd borrowed it the week before. The boat though definitely needed cleaning, after sitting on a trailer for the last month. Molly said she would clean it, but I told her I could not let her do it alone. She then realized that she was without a bathing suit, in that her mother was suppose to bring one for her. After a few dirty thoughts crossed my mind (like tellg her she did not need one) I remembered that my sister kept a suit at the cottage.

I gave Molly the suit and a safety pin, since my sister, while thin, was bigger than Molly. Molly came out in the bikini top, with her cheer shorts on over the bikini bottoms. She grabbed a sponge and asked where to start. My sick mind worked quickly, and I  told her it would be easiest for her to start on the outside of the boat, since she could stand up while working. I told her I would work along with her from the inside of the boat reaching down to the areas she could not reach. While she thought I was being nice, I knew I was just being a pervert in that with this arrangement I would be forced to be looking down at her beautiful hard body the whole time we worked.

I wondered if other people my age were anywhere as close to being this sick, in that Molly was only 14 and I am twenty years older. But at that point I did not care, she looked great and I was rock hard. We begin working. the too large bikini top was was a huge fringe benefit, in that it would just hang open when Molly bent forward to get more water on her sponge. She would often try to hold the top to her chest when she would bend over, but with a sponge in one hand and her other hand all wet she would often fail and it made for a great show.

It was interesting, with a bra on Mollys breast looked small and round, but when hanging loose they looked like small pyramids, sticking straight out. Her nipples were lightly colored and also seemed to be sticking out hard. I was thinking maybe it was from the cold well water. We had only been at the cottage and hour and  I could not believe I had seen Molly's beautiful breast, even if she was trying to hide them. Never enjoyed cleaning the boat more and was sad when we were done, thinking it might be the last time I ever saw breasts that young and perfect.

Told Molly I felt bad making her work that hard and offered to let her water ski. She jumped at the chance and I let her ski until she was exhausted. During her other visits she just had short turns, since there were always others waiting. She could not believe I kept letting her go again and again after she would fall.

The highlight for me was holding the ladder in place as she climbed on board after her last ride. She was worn out and it was a struggle to pull herself up the ladder. The bikini bottom had stretched a bit after getting wet and the safety pin did not stop it from sliding a few inches down her butt as she climbed out. What a sight, that beautiful white tight butt, just below the dark tan line. Could have looked forever, but seeing that she was struggling had to move around to her front to help pull her out.

Went back to the house and both showered and got dressed for dinner. I grabbed a beer and she was having a lemonade. Molly came in wearing a short jean skirt and a tight while tank top, clothes I knew she would not be wearing if her parents were present. I mentioned how beautiful she was and asked if she was dating. She mentioned that she was not allowed to date until she was 16. I asked if she ever had a boyfriend and she said no. She said her friends had told her about boys that liked her, but between going to a Catholic grade school and her parents rules it was not possible to have a boyfriend. I told her that would change quickly now that she was going into high school and that I would have asked her out in a second. She giggled and said she was a bit afraid of the whole dating thing, since she had zero experience.

Joking around I said I would be her boyfriend that night at dinner, so that she would be at least a little prepared. She looked at me and said that would be fun. I said "ok, but this is just betwen you and I and don't make fun of me if I stutter, because I am not used to such a beautiful girlfriend." She punched me in the arm and said to quit teasing and I responded that I was not teasing. Molly left to grab a sweater, I ws hoping she would not put it on over her tank top. 

I grabbed another beer and a lemonade for Molly. This is where I really began to cross the line for the first time. I put a little extra dry lemonade mix in Molly's glass and a small shot of vodka. Don't really know what I was thinking, but thought it would make things interesting. Also put another few shots of vodka in a zip lock bag and put it in my pocket. I knew what I was doing was way wrong, but ever since seeing those gorgeous firm breast jutting out earlier I was thinking all day with the wrong head.

Molly returned and I toasted the new couple. I told her I would treat her like a girlfriend and show her the things boys would try on dates. I said boys would probably try to move things along faster than her and she needed to be ready and to figure out how she would respond. I repeated that this was favor to her and that it was just between us and she said of course.   We finished our "cocktails" and I grabbed her hand for the walk to the car, it felt so smooth and small.

The restaurant was very nice, with a pretty view of the water and sunset. We sat next too each other facing the water. Molly was very talkative and relaxed, I think her first shot of alcohol had her initially flying. When she left the table to visit the rest room I snuck a secong vodka shot into her drink, and decided that was enough if not too much.

When she came back I told her she would be pretty safe in a restaurant, but in a secluded table like this a boy might let his hands wander. She looked at me like "what are you talking about?". I said they might put their hands on her beautiful leg and just hold it or slide their hands up and down like this and showed her with my hand just above her knee. She said "that does not seem to be too bad". I said it is not, but with her wearing a short skirt they might try to push it a little further and slide their hands up her skirt a little and I then slid my hand a lttle under her skirt and massaged a ways up her thigh before pulling out (boy did she feel great). She said why would they do that. I could tell she was not playing dumb, so I slowly described the steps boys might take using the old baseball analogy. First base = kiss, second base = touching breasts... I used very tame language and said it was awkward to discuss but she should know what her friends are talking about and how boys think. Don't know if she bought it all. At this point dinner was over and it was time to head home.

On the drive home I mentioned that dates often consisted of a dinner and movies, and we could watch a movie at my house. Molly said she was game.  We got home and I said Molly could pick a movie. She was looking at an r rated movie and said it looked good but her parents would never let her watch it. I said go ahead, since I knew it had a few very sensuous scenes.

I grabbed us another round of drinks, beer for me and a lemonade surprise for Molly. I made another toast to a great first date. Molly was getting glassy eyed and was swaying a little at this point. I took her by the hand and sat her down next to me I wrapped an arm around her shoulder and told her that is how dates often sit. I looked down at her beautiful eyes and could tell she was not all there, perhaps I had gone alittle heavy on the vodka. I told her to just rest her head on my shoulder and relax.

After a few minutes of the movie I told her this was probably the first move many boys would take and I slowly moved my right hand down from her shoulder to the closest breast and gave it a nice slow feel and just left it there (they were small, but as firm as my imagition had thought). For a split second I thought she was going to leave my hand alone, but even in her condition she reacted and pushed my hand a way. I told her that with her beautiful face and great body boys would be trying that often and she would have to decide when she was ready. I asked her how it felt "good, bad...", and she said it just felt weird. So much for my ability to turn on a fourteen year old.

I then said at this point boys would often try to go for a kiss.  I asked her if she had ever kissed before and she said only relatives. I aksed her to show me and she gave me a peak on the cheek. I told her boys would want it longer on the mouth and she gave me a longer closed mouth peck on lips. I then gave her an explanation of the different types of kissing, from pecks on the hand to deep french kissing (DFK) with tongue play.

I told her to save the DFK kissing for a boy she really liked, but that she should really practice before that time. I said lets try it real slowly and at least you will know what to do. She gave me a doubtful look but softly said ok, perhaps the vodka was helping me. We started lightly kissing, with her mouth open about 1/16 of an inch. I explained that was not quite it and told her to kep her lips loose and  I would show her. I slowly pushed her lips open with my tongue and tried to be very gentle and slow, so that she did not get spooked. I gently kissed her top and lower lips, which were incredibly soft. She felt great, but there was little coming back. I then explained that she would need to kiss back more, but that it would be easier with a real boyfriend. I said lets rest for awhile and we can practice some more later.

I was hard as a rock, to the point where it almost hurt. Here I had my arm around a beautiful young lady, with a tight 95 pound body and nubile firm young breasts. I looked down and Molly had her eyes closed. She appeared to be sleeping, but was probably half passed out. I sat like that for a few minutes, wondering what I should do. Part of me thought I should just go to my room and whack off, so that this situation did not get anymore out of control. However, the other head won the battle. 

I lifted Molly's thin arm and dropped it, it just fell limp. She was really out of it. I softly turned her head towards me and went in for a kiss. Her soft lips were slightly parted, and I just kissed her like that. Then I slowly worked my tongue into her pretty warm mouth. Still not much reaction, just some warm air coming out of her nose.

I then reached down and started lightly massaging her left breast with my hand. I slowly massaged a little harder, trying to see if I could feel her nipple start to harden. Just as I thought I could feel her nipple harden a little Molly began to shake her head, trying to break off our kiss. She was back awake, but looked a little out of it.

Molly asked, "what are you doing?". I said remember I said we were going to practice kissing a little more, and she shook her head yes. I then told  told Molly that one of my favorite moves, and one that boys would try often, was to slowly reach down and touch a girls breast while kissing. I said that when boys did that they would often try for more that just a quick feel through a shirt like I just did. Molly gave me a "what our you talking about?" kind of look. I said let me show you and I gently kissed her on her lips and she slowly let my tongue open her mouth, but again she was not really kissing back.

I continued to kiss her gently, hoping not to spook her. I slowly worked my hand from her back to the bottom of her tank top. The skin on her stomach was soft, but her stomach muscles were very tight. I slowly slid my hand up and had it on top of her bra, but under the tank top. Her bra material was very soft and had no seams. Still I could not find her nipple through the material before Molly pulled my arm down.  

After that rejection I told Molly that when kissing boys might try to grab her breast through her shirt or bra, or they might really go for it. Molly said I think I know what you mean, but I think we have done enough for a first date and I need to go to bed. She was right, we had done way to much. However, at this point I was one step beyond hard and could feel some pre cum wetness in my pants. I was so exited I was in pain.

I knew I had pushed our little game as far as Molly wanted and could tell by her eyes that she was not interested in going any further, but I also knew I could not stop with a quick touch of her breasts through a bra at this point. I said "ok Molly, you are probably right. Let's take a break from our date and get a little sleep." I gently pushed her head back on my shoulder and told her I wold walk her to bed in a minute.

Walking Molly to her bed to sleep was one of the last things I wanted to do. After a few minutes Molly fell asleep (or passed out) again. I waited another ten minutes, picked up the light little girl and carried her into the guest bedroom. I dropped Molly on the bed and just looked at her. She had a beautiful face, with long brown hair. Her cheekbones were those of a model. Her shoulders were wide and thin. Her chest was not big, but she was so thin it looked perfect. Her waist had to be under twenty inches and her legs were thin but defined. I loved thin legs.

I could of, and probably should of, left at this moment, but there was no way I could. I had to really touch and see those beautiful little tits up close. I layed down next to Molly and pushed her hair out of her face. I leaned over and lightly kissed her. I then slowly slid my hand up her shirt. No reaction at this point, still asleep. I gently felt around the front of her bra, damn! it was not a front snapping one. So I very carefully strated sliding her bra over one breast. Luckily her breasts were relatively small and the bra pushed up rather easily. I very lightly massaged the whole breast and then starting massaging her nipple with my thumb abd index finger. I thought at this point she might be passed out for the night and I could just whack off feeling her tight little body. But Molly suddenly stiffened and twisted her head to break off our kiss.

She yelled, "what are you doing?". I said "just like I promised I am showing you what a boyfriend and girlfriend do when they are in love". I was lying, of course, but was thinking she might buy it in her drunken state. 

I bent back down and started kissing Molly again. Perhaps I was thinking she never said to stop, so as long as we were kissing I had the go ahead. Her mouth was closed and she was not kissing back, but she was also not activiely trying to break the kiss off. Is that a sign to go ahead?

I quickly slid my hand back up the tank top and found her firm pointed breast. Molly's little tit felt great and I kept massaging it even as she was now trying to slide away from me and break off our kiss. So much for the go ahead.

I quickly rolled on top of her, putting my leg between her legs so that she could not slide out. I pushed up her tank top, so that her bra and one nipple were exposed. Even as I was kssing I had to take a glance down to see the beautiful sight. I began to tweak Molly's nipple, thinking it would get hard quickly, but it took a while to get it as hard at it looked when we were washing the boat.

Now my rock hard cock was resting on her thigh, and her squirming around was grinding it through my pants. I reached down with my other hand, pushed up the bra and grabbed her other breast, it felt as great as the first. Molly was struggling to break off contact anyway she could, but 95 pounds is no match for 185 pounds, especially when that person is more sexual excited that he has ever been.

I need to taste the most beautiful breast I had ever seen, and have now touched. I slide down to kiss Molly's breasts, my waist now between her legs, pinning her down. As soon as I break the kiss, Molly starts screaming "stop, what are you doing, no....." and pulls down her shirt. I push up her shirt and look at her great little breast and start sucking on the right breast. I can get the whole breast in my mouth, and twirl my tongue around her nipple. I have to suck hard and hold her with both hands to keep contact. I am  thinking this must feel good to her, my girlfriends love this move, but the screaming reminds me that she does not enjoy it in the least. I normally could do this for a long time, but not in these conditions.

I move back up and start kissing Molly again. Her mouth is closed, but I force it open with my tongue.  I am surprised I can get my tongue in her mouth and it is a lot nicer without the noise. My left hand quickly moves from the back of her head to her thigh. Molly's short skirt has ben pushed up already so it is real easy to reach the front of her panties. I start massaging her opening through the panties. Molly is trying to move away in every direction, but between my legs and arms I have her very securely positioned. Molly is not wet at all through her panties, which reminds me how far I have crossed the line and how different this is from all my previous recipricol sexual escapades. 

I move my index finger to one of Molly's long thin legs and slip it under her panties, I start moving around and find soft thin hair covering her mound.  It takes a little while, but I find her opening. It is not very wet either. I gently massage all around the opening, paying extra soft attention to her clit. I am thinking she must find this enjoyable, but look into her eyes and can tell she is not yet enjoying this encounter.

For the 20th time that night I think of stopping, knowing I should, but I am now out of my mind. My hand pulls away from her warm box, but instead of stopping reaches for my zipper. I don't even thinking of stripping our clothes off, I need to be inside of Molly now! I get my zipper down quickly, but with one hand it takes a while to get my rock hard boner through my boxers. It is so hard and hot the fresh air feels good on my cock. I am almost seven inches long, but pretty thin. I remember thinking at the time that being thin was probably good for a change. 

I now reach again with a few fingers under Molly's panties. I slowly massage her opening again, but this time try to slide a finger a little inside her. I finally find the exact opening and try to push my index finger in. It slides in a little, but even trying to slide in a little is really tight. I push it up and down just an inch or so and it feels like her body is being lifted up by my finger her pussy is so tight. I now move my cock near her opening, keeping my index finger in as a placeholder. 

At this pint Ibreak off the kiss, because I want to give the next move all my attention. Molly is now really screaming "No, please stop. Anything, but this..." But it is this or nothing for me.  I slowly start to pull out my finger and try to push my cock head in.  It does not go in at all. Did I slide away from the opening? I reach down and push in my finger - no, still got the right spot. Now I push my cock head hard and it goes in a little, which brings a huge scream from Molly. I am wondering if I am going to get all the way in and whether I am going to  explode before getting there. I begin to lightly push in and out slowly working the head in, to more screams from Molly. It is now firmly in and I run into the hard barrier I knew I would find. I feel real guilty at this point, but know I  can't stop. I give it a few hard pushes and break through, to an ear splitting scream from Molly. I am now most of the way in and want to be all the way in. I continue with slow but firm pistoning and make it all the way. I am surprised, her pussy is so tight it feels like my cock is sliding between hard bones. It is not the wet sloppy sliding in and out that I get with my girlfriends, but instead sliding a little in either direction causes a lot of friction and almost pain to my cock. I have only been inside Molly for about a minute or so, but am about to erupt. Decide to push all the way in and rest in her warm hole, so that I can savor what may be the tightest little fuck I have ever had. 

Molly is now just moaning under me. Not fighting to get way anymore, but more of a weird whining sound is coming from her. I plan to just lay buried ddep inside her, but her pussy is alive, contracting around my cock. she is also moving a little underneath me, causing more friction. I think for a split second she is begin to enjoy this, but then realize she is just trying to slowlyly slide away from me.

I am not going to have any of that, so I reach under her to grab that tight little ass. And what a tight little ass it is, I can grab the whole thing in one hand and stilll feel her litle butt bone. This is great. I hold steady on my knees and elbows and start pistioning her up and down underneaeth me using her butt. She is really wimpering now, and  I realize  I am not going to last much longer and pull her up and down quickly a few more times before pulling out and shooting the biggest load of my life on Molly's flat stomach and chest.

It felt great as it kept shooting out and out. But immediately I look at Molly and think what  have  I done. Even crying she is beautiful and now has cum on her dark tanned stomach and bright white tits. She has a weird expression on her face and does not say anything. I tell her I will grab a towel to clean her up and will be right back.

By the time I clean myself up, get a warm wet wash cloth and towel Molly is passed out again. Man, does she look hot laying there half naked, I never even took her skirt off. I start to get hard again, but realize I better stop. Even though it is tough to look at that little mouth and wonder what it would look like with a 34 year olds cock in it. I somehow fight the urge this time and quickly clean Molly up and slide her clothes back on. I can only wonder what is going to happen in the morning, but for now I have the memory of a lifetime.

One day, we were put together as a pair for a project assigned by our teacher. It was something about Driving. Anyway, It was a 3 week project, so we would have to meet up to get most of the work done. We decided to meet at the library outside of school, and we did that several times. The first few times were harmless enough, but (as she told me later) I had an infectious charm that just drew her to me.

One day, we were discussing parking, and she told me she didn't get how to parallel park, so she came around the table, pulled up a chair, and sat with her body merely centimeters away from mine. While I was pointing out the motions, she let her hand rest on my leg. I stopped mid-sentence and just looked at her questioningly. She smiled, then leaned forward and kissed me on the mouth. When she pulled back, I said, "Wow... umm... what was that for?" She replied, "I've just been so attracted to you since we started working together. I kept giving you signals, but you didn't notice. Why?" I barely managed to stammer out, "Well, I didn't figure that someone like me would have a chance with you." Lauren then said, "Well, normally you wouldn't, but since I've gotten to know you, I guess you've gotten it." Then, I leaned in and kissed her on the mouth. At first I was tentative, but then grew bolder, and began to suck and nibble at her lower lip. Then we just went on to all out tongue wrestling. We were so caught up in it, that we didn't notice how much noise we were making with our grunts and slight moans. A librarian told us that we had to leave, because we were causing a disturbance. It was only 12:30 in the afternoon on a Saturday, So we decided to go out for lunch, my treat. We gathered what we had, and went to the Chili's across from the Mall.

When we were seated in a booth in a corner, and the waitress took our drink orders, Lauren took my hand, and gazed into my eyes, while I gazed into hers. I bent forward and kissed her lightly, and she smiled at me. While we ate, we decided to ask about eachother's personal lives. She told me that everything was fine at her home, just regular stress from her parents, then said, "I know how you have a job, but where do you work?" "With my dad at his restaurant." Lauren replied, "You're so lucky that you get to spend time with your dad like that." "Yeah, I guess." Then, a stray thought came into my mind. "Would you consider this a date?" Lauren looked thoughtful for a moment, then said, "Yes. I would." I then said, "Would you mind if I asked you out?" "Oh, I'd like that." "Well, Consider it done."

When we finished eating, we went to the Mall. It had one of those Picture booths, and Lauren wanted to go in. We did, and got a great set of photos out of it. We walked around for a while, then went into American Eagle, where I bought her a zip-up hoodie.

Around 4:30, we went to Lauren's house. Her mother was home, and she introduced me. "This is Conor, the boy I told you about." I offered my hand, and she shook it firmly. She gave me a once-over with that raised eyebrow look. Then, Lauren's father came home from work, and the whole process was repeated, only her dad gave me a look that said, "If you hurt her I'll kill you." Her parents left for dinner saying they wouldn't be back until after midnight, and Lauren and I had the house to ourselves. We settled on a movie, and watched Sleepy Hollow. She snuggled up close to me on the couch, her head resting on my chest, my arm draped over her shoulder, and whenever a suspenseful part would occur, she 'hugged' me, and would then relax, with her hand dragging across my lap to resume it's normal position. After a few times, my cock began to get hard, and she noticed. "Someone's getting happy." "You could say that." She put her hand on my dick and squeezed. This got a shudder from me, which she apparently liked, and she did it again. Then she asked, "Can I see it?" I nodded, and unzipped my pants. She reached in and pulled it out. It wasn't that impressive, only 8" , 2 inches around. She started stroking it, and some precum oozed out. She bent down and licked it off, and said, "Salty." She then licked the rest of the head, and then the shaft. She kissed the head, then engulfed it in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the shaft, and took it as far as she could without gagging into her mouth. She bobbed up and down on it, while I held her hair back. I groaned softly, and after about 10 minutes, I was going to cum. I told her, and she bobbed faster and faster, the I blew my load into her mouth. She tried to swallow it all, but some escaped her lips and trickled down her chin. She wiped it off, and gazed longingly at me. I said, "My turn," and grinned wolfishly.

She got on her back, and I slowly pulled off her pants, revealing a sexy black thong with pink lacy edges. I then helped her take off her shirt, which showed a matching bra. I kissed her on the lips, the slowy worked my way down her chest, kissing softly. I got down to her panties, which I gripped between my teeth, pulled down her legs, and tossed aside. She did likewise with her bra. I kissed up the insides of each leg, and came to her pussy. It was completely shaved. I kissed it lightly, licked tentatively, and rubbed it.She moaned, and I rubbed some more. I then buried my tongue in her pussy, savoring the taste, which was like heaven. I rubbed her clit wildly, and she moaned even louder. I ate her out till she had mutiple orgasms. When she came down from her climax, she got up, grabbed her clothes, and said seductively, "Follow me." I did, and we came to her room.

She immediately threw her clothes down, pushed me gently to the bed, straddled me, kissing all over. She whispered huskily into my ear, "I want you inside me now." That got me hard in an instant. I flipped her onto her back, and brought my cock to her pussy. I rubbed it all around the entrance to her womanhood, then slowly pushed it in. Suddenly, I felt some resistance, and gasped. "You're a virgin?" She looked lustfully at me, and said, "Yes. But it's ok... I just want you inside me... NOW." "Are you sure?" "Yes." Without needing any more encouragement, I pulled back, and rammed back in, popping her cherry. She drew her breath in sharply, and grimaced. A few moments later, I slowly thrust into her, then pulled out, repeating the motion over and over. Her face changed to a look of pure pleasure. I paced myself, so we could climax at the same time. After about 20 minutes of thrusting, I felt the familiar tingle work its way up my legs. I shouted through the pleasure, "I'm gonna cum! I have to pull out!"  "N-o, yo-ou don't. I- I'm on th-uh-the pill!" This news only made me cum harder, and while I was cumming, I felt her pussy clench, and she shuddered in complete ecstacy. I rolled onto my back, still inside her, so she was on top, and she collapsed onto me. Still panting, she said, "Oh my God... that was so amazing." I wrapped my arms around her, hugged her close, stroked her hair, and she fell asleep.

A couple of hours later, she woke up, and I was downstairs cooking us dinner. She was dressed in a soft robe, and she came up behind me and hugged me. "What are you making?" "I'm just cooking some of the chicken I found in your fridge. The whole house smells like sex... in case you didn't notice." She sniffed and said, "Yeah. It does. But the chicken smells great." We had a candlelight dinner, after she went upstairs, showered and changed, and came back down. When we finished, we put on Wedding Crashers. We watched barely any of it, just savored the image of eachother, and kissed some more.

Her parents came home early, maybe trying to catch us doing something, smelled the air, and asked, "What's that smell?" "Oh, Conor cooked for me!" Lauren replied with a big smile on her face. Her dad went upstairs to Lauren's room, but she thought ahead, and fixed it so you couldn't tell anything happened. We got off scott free, and Lauren and I are still dating and going at it. But that'll come later.

This is my first story. Want More? e-mail me at IrishBAMF222@aim.com