0 comments/ 82595 views/ 4 favorites Young Love By: R. Budd Dwyer There's this thing about teenage love. It's almost unreal. Each moment of it seems to hurt as much as it feels good. I never thought I'd find actual love. The kind of thing where you ache for it when its not there, and ache even more when it is. 'Alice, someday you're going to meet a nice boy and you'll know when you're in love,' mom told me. 'It will take all of your thoughts and steal all of yourself, and you won't care,' mom always said with a smile. 'You're a pretty girl. Got your mother's hair,' dad always said with pride. Blond, long, and down to my shoulders; just like mom. Got her figure too. Small and slim. Saw a picture of her when she was my age, a few years before the world war. She's standing at the beach in this funny little striped swimsuit. Must've driven my dad nuts, way back when. But mom was right about love. It's the only time you ask to take a beating. Hurts so good, it's criminal. I had plenty of admirers. Boys always asked me to the dances and to the movies. I rode in a car twice. They left me notes and sent me letters. One told me it was my eyes he loved. Said they were blue like the sky. Another said he thought my hair was pretty as anything. He liked the way it was straight and swirled around me when I moved. One boy actually had the guts to say he loved my body. But there was one who I knew was the one. One who liked my hair and my eyes and yes, my body too. But the thing that did it, was - me. This one said, 'I just like you. I like your laugh and your words and the way you stand or sit or run. I just want to be with you.' (Emphasis on the 'you.') Now, luckily I had known this person for some five years. We were in all the same classes in Junior High School. Our parents played cards together, and we'd been good friends all the while. So it was no surprise when I found that one, real, teen love. Her name was Mary. Mary was a long-armed, long-legged, dark hair beauty. Like something out of an old photo. She wore dresses that looked like flower-patterned gauze and silk, trimmed with simple, dark lace. She had a face that was like a classic painting. All her features were so distinct. She had a nose that curved slightly along the long bridge of it. Her eyes, dark with long lashes, sat under soft, elegantly arched eyebrows. Her lips, as though painted with the utmost care, were wide and had delicate little curves that gave her the look of gentleness and wit. After we realized that we both felt what we felt, we would find ourselves spending the cool fall evenings in the field by her house. Or, we would lay under the weekend sun and make-out like lovers. With our dresses and underthings in heaps, we would let our hands and lips roam the other's naked body. Her breasts, full and round, would fall gently to the side as she lay on her back. Mine, small and with a slight curve, seemed to become little more than small rises on my chest as I lay beside her. The grass would tickle our bare bottoms and the inward curves of the small of our backs. I would begin to love the look of her shoulders as they twisted and moved bone under that nearly brown skin as she knelt on hands and knees before me. Her bottom was round and shapely in my hands, as I would bend forward. Her smell would drift into my head and make me weak. My tongue would move along the swollen lips first, and then, as she would start to push back and tense her long honey-tanned arms, I would push my tongue between those lips into the wet pink between. When she had reached climax, she would turn around, lay me back and slip two fingers into me. She would lean over, her large breasts pushing at my belly, and kiss my throat. Her fingers would come out, wet and slick, and disappear into those lips that were so delicately painted onto her face. She would close her eyes as she licked them clean. Her face would drift down to mine and our lips would meet. My tongue would play along her own. Her mouth, with my taste still inside, was warm and inviting. Her fingers would slide back inside me and my hips would move slightly as she massaged me - all the while, her mouth kissing slowly against mine. Teeth that were white like the clouds swimming above us nipped gently at my lips, my neck, and my ears. Finally, she would glide her body along mine, slide her fingers out of me and put her mouth there. Licking and sucking just slightly, I would soon shudder and exhale in one long moan of pleasure. We would then lay; hands on each other, legs in a tangle, and hot bellies pressed together - and we would enjoy being in love. Young Love The morning was long, cleaning stalls, feeding and putting horses out to pastures wasn't his idea of fun, but it was a job. Quinn Miller was tall and skinny, with dark black hair the color of coal. He had just moved from the west coast to a small town in Massachusetts. A week ago he would have been hanging out with friends and having a good time, today he was sweaty and tired and all he wanted was to rest, but the morning hours moved on and so did he. "Quinn, can you come give me a hand?" It was his boss, who was old, and he didn't get along with people well. He had heard that he had an eighteen year old daughter. Quinn was yet to see her. "Yeah, sure." He put down the pitch fork he was working with and walked out in the stable isle, he stopped dead in his tracks. Next to where his boss was standing there was a girl, looked to be around eighteen, with blonde hair the color of sunflowers in the summer, her body was sleek and smooth, her clothes tight, but hanging loosely. Her skin the color of buttermilk. She was smiling, her smile was bright and full. He couldn't see the color of her eyes, but he knew they were beautiful. She was wearing a Beatles t-shirt, and was talking to his boss, her father, about a new foal that was just born. They were discussing names for it. "Dad I think we should name him, Mars something." "Give it a couple days, find out his personality. Quinn, will you go out to the back pasture and get Bingo? Thanks." He didn't even say yes, he just grabbed the halter and lead line that was hanging from the stall marked, with a gold name plate, Bingo, and kept walking. As he got farther out, he could still hear her arguing with her father about the name of the foal. He couldn't get the image of her out of his head. He wasn't the kind of guy to fall for a girl like that, but she wasn't just any girl, she was, like a goddess, and she was also the boss's daughter. Off limits to stable boys. On the way in from getting the old horse that could barely walk, Quinn watched all the new foals play with their mothers, and sleep in the mid-morning sun. It was hot outside already and only going to get hotter. He reached the stable, not only to find her by herself, but she was smiling at him, like she was waiting for him. "I told him I could go out and get him myself, but he insisted that you could do it." "I don't mind, here. He's a little stiff today, might want to help him stretch before you ride." "I'll make sure to do that, thanks for the warning," she smiled again, "You're the new stable hand right, the one from Oregon?" "Yeah, my names Quinn," he extended his hand, to give her the lead line, "I take it you're the boss's daughter." "Thanks," she took the lead line, "Yeah, no one special though, my name's Aleise." She let out a laugh. He was so cute, tall, tan from working out in the fields, and his hair was like the color of the tail of her buckskin, black as coal. But she couldn't get over the color of his eyes, they were intense, bright blue, the kind where it seems like you can see through them if you tried hard enough. His lips were thin and plump, his eyebrows were thick, and shapely, light colored compared to his hair. "Nice to meet you. Do you need help getting him ready?" now that he was close enough to tell her eyes were the color of the sky right after sundown. Dark blue on the rim and light blue-green in the middle, with a light blue ring around the pupil. They looked sad, as if she was hiding something, but happy at the same time. Her lips were full and lively. "You too. No I got him, he gets moody. You should get back to work though, before my dad catches me talking to you. See you around though." And with that she turned and walked down the isle. He watched her walk down the isle, watching her bum as she walked. He noticed that with every move it jiggled just a little bit. It was shaped just the right way, fit from riding horses. Her legs were muscular, and long, she was still shorter then him, he was six foot two inches, she came up to about his shoulders, putting her at about five foot seven maybe eight. She was what her father called a "free bird". She didn't want to be tied down by anyone, especially a guy that worked for her dad... but it was a possibility. As she groomed out her horse she watched him work. She knew he'd watched her walk down the isle. She had felt his eyes on her the whole time, and now, it was her turn to stare. She couldn't help it. She saw what little muscle he had in his arms flex as he picked up the buggy he just filled. How his bum filled his jeans, and how he walked. He was graceful for a guy, and she admired it. When she got tacked up and walked out she ran into him. Not on purpose, but by accident. She felt his sweaty body on her for just a split second, and all she wanted to do was jump on him and take him down on the ground and kiss him like she had never kissed before. Sadly she held herself back. "Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going." He looked so innocent. "Neither was I. Isn't it time for you to take a break. You've been out here for hours." "After two more stalls, I get to go home." He smiled then scuffed back a laugh. "Yeah, well if I'm not back by the time you are gone, see you tomorrow, when you come to clean stalls again," smiling she added, "but before you go clean more stalls, feel like giving me a leg up?" "Sure, why not." He helped her up and sent her on her way. Once he finished the last stalls and some various chores, he gathered his things and drove home, thinking of her the entire time. By the time he got home it was after five o'clock. He was exhausted and smelled of the stables. He walked into his house to see all the boxes still needing to be unpacked, boxes he didn't want to touch. From the kitchen he could hear his mother bustling around. His dad was in his office on the phone, while his younger sister sat at the table doing what appeared to be math work. "Hey Ash, whatcha doin'?" He patted her on the head and kept walking. "Quinn, you smell! And I'm doing homework so go away." She went back to work. "Nice to see you too. Mom, do you remember what box the bath towels are in?" he leaned against the counter and waited. "No, I don't. Check in the living room, and if it's not in there check my room. Sorry sweetie." She went back to making dinner. "It's okay. How was your day?" He stood up straight, "And where is Dad?" "My day was good, how was work? And Dad is in his office fighting with the insurance company." "The day was pretty long. So..." he trailed off, "is Dad going to grace us with his presence at all today?" Quinn and his father had never really got along. They wanted to do different things and his dad worked too much. "Quinn, he's been working hard today, would you just TRY to get along with him. Please? And yes he's going to sit down and have dinner, and if he doesn't I'm going to make him tomorrow." "That's what you said the last four nights." He started to walk out of the kitchen, and then stopped. Turned around, "I'm sorry, but the whole reason for moving here was so he would change, and he hasn't changed. He will never change." Then he walked out. "Quinn, come back here!" But he kept walking. He hated watching his mom be so unhappy. He went and found the towels then headed up stairs. He took his shower then walked across the hall to his room, which was also full of boxes. These, however, were empty boxes, as he had already unpacked his clothes. He had already arranged his posters on the wall and had set up his radio. "QUINN DINNER!" his sister had the biggest mouth he had ever heard. "Be down in a minute!" He got dressed then headed back down the stairs. All he was wearing was a pair of basketball shorts, no need for a shirt, only at home right. "Gross! Don't you know what a shirt is?" asked Ashlynn as she was setting the table. His mother was putting out the food, while his father sat there waiting for dinner to be over; most likely so he could go lock himself away in his office again. "Shut up midget. Nice to see you dad." He sat down "How's the new job going? I heard that barn has a really good riding program, maybe you can put in a word for your sister, so she can start riding again. Would you like to do that Ash?" His dad smiled at his sister like she was an angel. "I would love that. Can you ask for me Quinn?" Ashlynn smiled at him, it made him want to throw up. "How about you go there and ask yourself. I have work to do, I don't have time to ask my boss for favors to help out my brat sister." He started to get back up to leave, he didn't want to deal with his father and his sister. "Don't you get up young man." His mom was the only one in his family that understood how he felt. "You're going to have dinner with the rest of us, and Ashlynn we'll go find a barn for you to ride at, one where your brother is not working. Okay?" "Yeah, I wouldn't want to deal with him more then I already have to," Ashlynn gave him a smirk, "Plus I heard that barn isn't very good anyway." She gave him another smirk. After dinner Quinn helped his mom with the dishes while his dad and sister sat at the table talking about all the old riding shows she had been in, and how they missed their old house. Quinn looked at his mom who seemed to be ignoring them. He didn't know how she did it. When he was done he walked back up to his room and turned up his radio. He took out his old electric guitar and started to act like he was playing along with the band coming out of the speakers. Soon after that, he turned down the radio and went to bed. The whole time, thinking of the blonde hair girl he had met just that day, wondering if she would be there the next day. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The whole day was just a blur to her. How could her dad hire someone that hot? How can she concentrate on riding with him around? She knew she couldn't say anything to her dad, because he would get rid of him in a heartbeat. Her dad didn't believe in being able to date and still keep up with riding at the same time. She didn't care, he was hot, sexy even, and she wanted him. She would do anything to get him. "Aleise, do you feel like working Mora for me today?" Her dad disrupted her thinking. "What?" She turned around, "Yeah I can work her today." She reached over and grabbed the halter and lead line and started walking. "Hey dad, where's the new stable boy?" "He's out washing buckets. Why?" He looked at her funny. "Just wondering, haven't seen him today, and I'm surprised you didn't have him go and get Mora for me." Not that she wanted her dad to make him go get the horse, she just hadn't seen him all day, and was truly wondering where he was. "No, you go get Mora, and work her. She needs to be worked she's starting to get fat." Then he walked off. Sure enough, when she walked out of the stable she saw him sitting on one bucket scrubbing another one. He looked kind of funny when he did it. He had headphones on, and it looked like he was singing along with what ever he was listening too. She could tell by the way his was moving his head he was listening to rock. Guess she would have to find out. She walked over and stood in front of him, waiting for him to realize she was standing there. Holding the halter and lead line on her shoulder she put her hands on her hips and kicked out on leg, like she was mad. That's when he looked up. "Shhhh... what the hell?!" He took off his headphones. "Do you need me to do something?" She started laughing, "No, I was just on my way to go get Mora, and saw you working really hard on those buckets. What are you listening too?" "Skynyrd. Which ones Mora?" "Wow, classics, she's the Friesian filly. The spoiled one," She smiled. "What song?" "Free Bird. You know Skynyrd? A little young don't you think." He laughed. "A little old don't you think? Yeah, I know Skynyrd, hence my cat named Lynyrd. How old are you anyway?" She just had to know, making sure he wasn't too young for her. "Twenty-one, yeah I know, older then what you expected." He went back to scrubbing buckets. "Oh, so you moved here from Oregon, for what reason?" she felt like a bitch, she had to ask though. "Moved with my parents, I don't know what my mom would do without me." He didn't even look up at her to say that. He was still scrubbing that damn bucket. "My dad and my sister aren't any help, my mom's sick so I take care of her and anything else that needs to be done." She didn't expect to get that kind of answer out of him. He was so open about it. "Oh, Well I'll let you go back to work," She started to walk off, and then stopped. "I'm sorry to hear your mom's sick. If you ever want to talk." "Yeah, thanks." That's all he said, he put his headphones back on and went on with scrubbing buckets. She went and got Mora, the young Friesian filly, brushed her out then tacked her up and got ready to go. She turned around to walk out and he was standing there watching her. She smiled at him, he smiled back. She looked at his eyes, they weren't as bright as they were yesterday, and they seemed dark and distant like he was hiding something. They looked like they had pain, like he was hurting and needed to get out how he felt, but couldn't. He was leaning against the wall holding something in his hand. She unhooked Mora from the cross ties and stated leading her towards him. She walked by him slowly, he was holding, what looked like a picture. She just kept walking. "She has cancer," She stopped, "We found out when I was eighteen. The worst hasn't hit yet, but we still don't know how much longer she's going to last." He was looking at her, "My dad is in denial about it, my sister doesn't understand, I try to be strong for all of us, my mom doesn't want me to be, but I can't see myself not being strong for her." She looked at him. He had tears in his eyes, they were brighter, like the tears were making them shine more then they already did. "Quinn, I'm so sorry. I know what its like to lose your mom. Mine passed away when I was ten. I thought my world came to an end. I guess I was too young to realize what it would be like, but growing up with only my dad, and horses, I found a way to get over it." She walked over to him and rubbed his arm. He was warm, she wanted to hug him, but didn't know how he would take it. "Do you ride? I mean horses." "Use to. My sister's the only one that has carried on with it. Why?" "Let me go get Bingo, go for a ride with me, I want to show you something." "Okay, here, I'll go get him. Meet you outside." He grabbed Bingo's halter and lead line, walked out, the old bay Quarter horse gelding, with a white blaze down his face and brought him back. When he walked back in, Mora was hooked to the cross ties again and Aleise was standing in the isle with the bag of brushes in her hand. "I told you I would meet you outside." He smiled. "I know, I'm stubborn, you'll get use to it." She started brushing out Bingo's neck, then his chest. He grabbed the other soft brush and started working on the other side, working his way down to the horse's rump. When they were both done, she left to get the riding gear. He didn't want her to have to carry all of it, so he went to help her. He reached the tack room, only to be grabbed by her and slammed against the wall and kissed. He was shocked at first, after the shock was done, and she pulled her lips from him, he smiled and reached down rubbed her chin with his hand. He pulled her face to his and kissed her, this time both of them were in on the action. Her lips were soft, and warm. She was pressing her body close to him. He took his left hand and put it in the middle of her back, trying to bring her as close to him as he could get her. His right hand playing with the back of her golden hair, twirling it in his fingers. They heard the horses stir, so they quickly broke apart, staring at each other. Aleise poked her head out the door and looked around, and then she started laughing. "What are you laughing at?" he looked at her like she was crazy. "No one's out there, the horses are just getting impatient. Let's go before one of them has a breakdown." She started walking out the door, and then she realized she forgot what she went in there for, and grabbed the bridle. "Can you get the saddle? It's too heavy for me." She smiled then walked out the door. Shaking his head he grabbed the saddle, and walked out behind her. She had Bingo's head out of his halter and was putting on the bridal when he walked up and started putting on the saddle. After he got the saddle on he looked up and saw her dad walking through the wide door. Her dad looked pissed. She looked up, "Hi dad, I thought you were going to be in town the rest of the day." "I haven't left yet. What are you doing?" "I thought Quinn might want to go ride, and Bingo needed to be worked. Why not kill two birds with one stone right?" she looked back a Quinn and smiled. "Oh, I guess that's not a problem. Just stay away from the lake. I know what you do up there, and I don't want that happening." Then the turned around and walked off. "That was close." She looked at him and smiled again, "Ready?" "Yeah, what happens at the lake?" He just had to know. "Why doesn't your dad want you going there, and where are we going?" "Stop asking questions," she unhooked Bingo from the cross ties, and handed him the reigns, and then she walked over and unhooked Mora, and started walking out. "You'll find out." She kept walking, when she got outside, she stopped and mounted, looked back to see if he was coming. He was right behind her shaking his head. When he got next to her, he did the same, adjusting himself when he got up. "It's been awhile since I did this." He looked at her she was smiling at him. "What?" "Nothing, you'll be fine, it'll all come back to you. You look hot on a horse." She kicked Mora into a walk and started laughing. He did the same to Bingo, he just wasn't laughing. They went through a bunch of trails, talking about family, and their moms. He found out that her mom was killed in a car accident and her father never let her do anything except go to school and ride horses. She knew her dad missed her mom, and that he didn't want anything to happen to her, but she wanted more space. Her dad didn't understand that. He told her about the day he found out his mom had cancer, which was also the day he gave up on a lot of things. He was only eighteen then, and the typical teenager, maybe worse. He told her about his old drug and drinking habits, and how he gave up on all of the things he use to love. They talked for about a half hour about everything that was going on. "Where are we going?" He had been lost since they left the stable. "We're almost there. It just around this corner." She smiled at him. He couldn't get over it. It was so, beautiful, it was warm and bright. "Here." She stopped Mora and dismounted. "We have to walk from here." He dismounted and fallowed her. The path was slender, and there were trees all over the place. When the got through the thick trees it opened up to a lake, the lake they weren't supposed to be at. "This was my mom's favorite place to go. She use to bring me here all the time when I was younger." The lake wasn't very big, there were lily pads and flowers all over the place. The trees hid it very well, the trees opened up at the top and let the sun float on the top of the water. Butterflies and other insects flew around, hopping from one flower to the next. Aleise walked over to where there was a tree branch hanging down and tied Mora to it, then reached and took the reigns from him, and tied Bingo the same way. She walked over to him and took his hand. Young Love "I want to show you something. The real reason my dad doesn't want me to come here." She walked over to an opening in the trees and bushes. There was a bench with the words 'We'll always love you' written in it. "My mom loved this spot. My dad thinks I come here to be bad, but I only come here to look at the lake and be alone. He doesn't know this is here." She sat down, he sat next to her and put his arm around her. She rested her head on his shoulder. They were still holding hands, she was playing with his long boney fingers with her soft ones. They sat there for about ten minutes in just silence. He didn't mind the silence, it was kind of nice. Then she sat up, looked at him, and then lay back down on his shoulder. "You're dad will be pissed if he knew we were here." He laughed, "But for some reason I don't think you really care." "I'm a rebel." She started laughing. "I'm too much like my mother to listen to him. He knows that." She sat back up and looked at him. She leaned in and kissed him, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back. She took her hands and put them around his neck, moving closer to him. He wrapped his arms tighter around her, holding her as close to him as he could get her, he didn't want to let her go. They stayed that way for what seemed to be hours. Then they broke apart and she lay back on his shoulder again. They sat there for about fifteen minutes, then her phone started ringing. "Hello? Oh hey Jen, what's up?" she looked at him and smiled. "Hey can I call you back later, I'm kind of busy, No I'm not going to tell you what I'm doing. I'll call you back. Okay, bye." She hung up the phone. "Sorry, Jen can be really, well yeah." "Hey, I would want to know what you were doing too." He smiled. "But I know what you're doing, I guess it doesn't matter." She softly punched him. "Ow what was that was for?" "For being a dork that's what it was for. She doesn't need to know what I'm doing. No one does." She looked out at the lake again. "Are you trying to seduce me? 'Cause if you are, that might not be allowed." He started laughing. "No, why would I want to try to, when I know I can." She laughed, he started shaking his head, "Why are you shaking your head?" "I don't seduce girls on first dates. And you're the boss's daughter. I don't think I would be able to. Nothing against you." "I know it's my dad. But what if he never found out?" she looked at him with a serious face, "Not that I want you to seduce me or anything." "I have a feeling that you're going to make me promise not to tell him we were here." He started to get up. She pulled him back down. "We better get going. I have to bring in horses before I can leave." "I'll help you bring them in, just stay here a little bit longer. Please?" She looked at him, he looked back at her. His eyes were kind, she didn't want to go back to pretending she didn't want to be with him. As long as she had him here, she could be with him. She didn't want to go back so soon. "Fine." He leaned back again. "But you have to help me bring in the horses." "Okay." She lay back on his shoulder and took his hand in hers. They sat there till the sun started to go down, "We should go. It's getting late." "I agree." He got up, helped her up then went and got the horses. After they got through the small path they both mounted and headed down the other path on the way to the barn. By the time they got there the sun was almost down, so they had to hurry up and get the horses in for the night. Her dad wasn't yet home so they didn't have to worry about him finding out they were gone all day. "You want to stay for dinner? My dad's not going to be home 'til late and I don't want to be alone." She was leaning against Mora's stall door, he was sitting on the bail of hay on the ground next to her. She was playing with his hair, running her fingers through it. "I make some wicked good spaghetti." She started laughing. "You won me at dinner." He got up and hugged her. "Spaghetti sounds great." He took her hand, "Lead the way." "Such a gentleman!" she started walking then stopped. Her dad was standing in the doorway with a look of disgust on his face. "Daddy! What are you doing home? I thought you weren't going to be home till late." "I came home early, what is this? Aleise, let go of his hand. Quinn, you need to go home. See you tomorrow when you come back for work. Aleise in the house now!" He walked out. Aleise let go of Quinn's hand and followed her dad. She looked back at him with tears in her eyes. He wanted so badly just to walk up to her and hug her, and never let go. But he knew he couldn't. He turned and went to finish up for the night. He closed the back doors, shut off the lights, then got in his car and drove home. When he got home his mom was doing the dishes, and his sister was on the computer. His dad was no where he could see. He walked over and hugged his mom then turned around to leave again. "Have you eaten, you look pale. Why are you getting home so late?" "No I haven't eaten. I went riding, didn't get back 'til late. Sorry. I should've called." He sat down. "It's okay. You're riding again? That's great babe. Here let me make you some dinner." His mom started to pull out food, to make him dinner. "No mom, I'm not hungry. I'm just gonna go take a shower and go to bed. 'night." He got up and started to leave when his dad walked in. "Hi dad." "Did I hear you're riding again? That's great Quinn, I knew that job would get you back up in the saddle." He dad patted him on the shoulder. "Just one day, that's all. It was nothing. They needed a horse to be worked and I was the only one around to do it. That's all. Aleise couldn't ride two horses at once." "Who's Aleise? One day can turn into more. Maybe you'll ride more then. That's a good thing." "Mr. Elliot's daughter. No one day won't turn into more. I don't ride anymore. One day doesn't change anything. Now, I'm tired, and I want to go to bed. Good-night." He walked past his dad and headed up stairs. He found another towel and headed for the shower. After he got out of the shower, he put in his Lynyrd Skynyrd CD and turned up the radio. He lay down on his bed and stared at the ceiling. He heard the door bell ring, then his sister answer it. He wondered who would be knocking on the door at eight o'clock at night. He heard someone walking up the stairs then a knock on his door. He got up to answer it. When he opened the door he saw Aleise was on the other side. "What are you doing here? I..." He noticed she was holding his sweatshirt and hat. He must have forgotten them. "Oh, does your dad know you're here?" "I don't care if he does or not. You forgot these. Thought I would bring them to you." She was looking at him weird, then he realized what he was wearing. He only had on a pair of shorts. "You want some company?" He smiled, "Sure." He opened the door so she could come in. He went and found a shirt out of the laundry pile and pulled it on. She was looking around his room, looking through his CD's then looked on his shelves. She was looking at the picture of him when he was about nine, on his old horse holding a blue ribbon. She looked back at him, "You use to show. Why'd you quit?" He looked at the picture, picked it up then looked at her. "I don't know. Once Ashlynn started riding, I didn't feel like it anymore. I told my dad to sell this horse that I didn't want him anymore. So he gave him to my sister. She rode him till he got sick. Once we had to put him down, I swore I would never ride again in my life." "Does Ashlynn still ride?" She moved and sat on his bed. "Not since we moved. My dad wanted me to ask your dad if she could start riding there, but I told them I wouldn't ask." "Why not. I could always use the riding help around there." "You don't want her riding. She pushes horses too roughly. Plus I don't want to deal with her more then I have to." He sat next to her on the bed and laid back. "Oh, well I don't think she realized who I was when I knocked on the door." She laid down too, laying her head on his chest and draping her arm over his stomach. "I guess that's a good thing. Plus she wouldn't be any good dressage." She smiled up at him. She laid her head back down. Before he knew it they were both asleep. He woke up to his sister pounding on his door. She stirred, but didn't wake up. "Quinn! Open the door you butt munch!" She stared pounding on the door again. "Ashlynn shut up, you little brat." He got out of the bed, trying not to wake up Aleise. He walked over to the door and opened it. "What the hell do you want?!" "Dad says your friend has to go home. It's almost eleven o'clock." She turned around and walked away. "Glad to see you know what a shirt is." "Go to hell brat." He shut the door. When he turned around Aleise was sitting up rubbing her eyes, "Sorry, my sister's a little loud. You okay?" he went over and sat down. "Yeah I'm fine, now I should be getting home. It's late and I know I'm gonna get in trouble for walking out. How long were we out?" "A couple hours maybe. I'll walk you out." She stood up the sat back down again. "Are you sure you're okay? I don't want you driving home like this." He was still sitting next to her. She put her head on his shoulder. He looked at her, she closed her eyes again. "Stay here, I'll be back." He walked out. She could hear him talking with his mom and dad. She couldn't make out the words. He walked back in and handed her some clothes. "What's this, basketball shorts and Zeppelin?" she smiled. "My parents said you can stay here. As long as I don't pull anything on you, sound good?" he looked at her, then smiled. "Yeah, now turn around so I can wear your clothes." She smiled when he turned around and started messing with his computer, turning it on. "Okay, you can look now." He turned to look at her, man she looked good in his clothes. She was lying on his bed smiling. "Why'd you turn that on?" He was still looking at her, he just smiled. "You'll see I want to show you something." "Show me something?" she sat up, "does that mean I have to get up?" He looked back at her, "Only if you want to, otherwise I think you can see from the bed." He was leaning over the computer chair. "Hold on I have to find it." "What are you looking for?" she stood up and walked over to him. "Your shorts are too big for me" She smiled. "You expected them to be as tight as tight as your pants? Here sit down," he moved to the side so she could sit. She sat then turned to face him. "You're gonna want to turn the other way" He said shaking his head. "What if I don't want to turn around? I like the view from here better anyway." She laughed then turned around. On the computer there was a picture of a small boy sitting on a beautiful buckskin horse. The little boy was wearing a cowboy hat that was covering his eyes and wearing show clothes. He was smiling and holding up a pink show ribbon. "Is that you?" "Yeah, my very first show. The horse's name is Buck, he was my grandfather's." "Was your grandfathers? You're really proud of that pink ribbon. You do know that it's only a fifth place right." She turned around and faced him again smiling at him. "Yes I do know that, I was seven and it was a class of twenty people. Buck and my grandfather both passed on." He leaned over her and closed down the computer then stood back up looking down at her. "Oh, I see. Well smartass, can we go back to bed?" She yawned and stood up leaning against him. "I'm gonna fall asleep on you if you don't watch it." "Yes, can you walk or do I need to carry you?" he started laughing, "It is only to the bed." "I can walk to the bed, unless you want to carry me, which works too. Are we sharing the bed, or are you sleeping on the floor?" they were still standing together. She was looking up at him, he was a lot taller then she was. "Sharing the bed," He moved his arm so it was around her waist and headed to the bed. He laid down against the wall she followed him. "I don't do floors." She laid next to him and rested her head on his chest and draped her arm over his stomach. He leaned down and kissed the top of her head, her hair smelled like roses and horses. She buried her nose into his chest and inhaled, "You smell really, really good." He scuffed then started rubbing her arm softly. "So do you. You should sleep, it's been a long day and we have to up early to go back to the barn and work." She looked up at him, "Sleep is a good thing." He kissed her forehead. She moved her hand to his chest, and started moving her index finger in little circles. "Don't do that..." he trailed off. "Feel good?" she laughed quietly. He looked down at her, she leaned up and they started kissing, her finger still working little soft circle over his chest. He moved one of his hands to the middle of her back and the other to her stomach and sat up a little bit laying on her just a little. With ever little kiss they gave, he could taste her. He could feel her pressing herself against him. He pulled her closer to him, he felt her start to nibble on his lower lip, that one little move set off some fireworks in his soul. He could feel himself heating up. The swell in his pants told both of them how he was feeling. He broke apart from her, and rolled over onto his back. He didn't want to get all hot and bothered and not be able to do anything. She sat up and looked at him curiously. "Are you okay?" "Yeah, I just don't want to take it that far. What if our parents found out..." he trialed off "I just don't to lose you." He didn't want to get close to her then lose her because of her father. His parents, mostly his father, would never forgive him for seducing a girl in the house. "You could never go too far Quinn, screw our parents, I don't care if my dad finds out you slept with me, what's the worst he can do fire you. He will never be able to keep me away from you. I like you too much to let my father come between us." She leaned over him and made him look at her. "You do realize that don't you. God Quinn, I don't do this with every guy that works at the barn, you're special to me." "I do realize that." He looked at her. "It's not just your father, it's mine too." "Quinn, don't let them get to you. Parents are way to protective." She kissed him. He couldn't help but kiss her back, she sat back up, "I don't want to lose you." "And you think I want to lose you. I move here and you're the first person to talk to me. I don't want to lose you, I don't even know if I HAD you." "You had me when you walked up to me and handed me the lead line." She smiled, "Now, if you want more of me. Take me now before I change my mind." He rolled over taking her with him, kissing her. Her hands went up his stomach bringing his shirt with them, she helped him get off his shirt. They broke up the kiss long enough to get the shirt over his head. He reached down and rubbed her breast through the t-shirt, his hand traveled down and up her shirt. She arched her back, his hands were cold, but they felt good on her stomach. He helped her get the shirt she was wearing off, and then he tossed it behind him. He moved his head, kissing her neck then working his way down to her bare chest. She moaned with pleasure. She was rubbing his back with her hands lightly. He moved back up and found her mouth, kissing her with passion. He could feel her chest against his, her skin was soft and her nipples were hard. He moved his right hand down her stomach and under the shorts. He felt her heat and wetness as his hand went under her panties. The feel of his hands on her mound made her arched her back again, she kissed him even harder, and moaned. She could feel him on her, all over, his erection was hard and by what she could tell big. She had only slept with one other guy and that was he ex-boyfriend a long time ago. She wanted him to do more to her then just kiss and touch her, but she also liked that he was taking his time. He moved his mouth slowly over her body, leaving little kisses he worked his way down. He took his hand out of her shorts and looked up at her. "Don't stop, whatever you do, don't stop" He continued to look at her, "What?" "I'm surprised I got you this far." He smiled then started kissing her stomach. She started to laugh, "Tickle? I can stop if you want me to." "No don't stop, I thought we went over that part already." He smiled and kissed her. She wanted him to not worry about anything and just do whatever he wanted to do to her. It was like he was reading her mind, because he started kissing his way down her stomach. He took his hands and rubbed her rounded breasts, one in each hand. He slowly moved his hands down her stomach and latched onto the rim of the shorts and her panties, slowly taking them off. She lifted up her behind so he could slip off both shorts and panties. Once he got them off he worked his way down to her mound. He could feel her wetness as he kissed her. She moaned and moved a little. He stopped, then he lightly kissed her there again, she moaned some more. "You have to keep that stuff down, just a little." He smiled. She just nodded. "Okay, I won't stop anymore." He started to kiss her more, the more he kissed her the more she moved and tried to keep her moans down to a whisper. After a while he moved back up and kissed her mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck. She moved her legs so the parted, he found his place between them. He still had his shorts on, she removed her hands from around his neck and removed his shorts. "I want you." That's all she had to say. He moved slowly, trying not to hurt her. She moaned a little bit, he paused, just inside her. "Don't stop, please, don't stop" she said, she sounded out of breath. He moved slowly again, working his way in her. She was tighter then he expected, but she felt good. The throbbing in his erection was getting to him. He pushed a little more the started to pull out, she moaned. He couldn't tell if it was a pleasure moan or a painful one. He went back in again, still going slowly, he didn't want to hurt her. After a while, of the same thing over and over again, he asked her, "Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine. You can speed up a little if you want. You don't have to worry about hurting me." She was out of breath, but she seemed to be having fun. He sped up a little. She wrapped her legs around him and scratched down his back with her finger nails, which sent him up the wall. He could feel his and her climax coming. Not long after he fell on her in a steaming heap. "That was..." She cut him off, "Great!" He started laughing, and rolled off, she laid her head on his chest and hung one of her legs over his so that her knee and shin fell between his legs. "Have you ever done that before?" He didn't know if she was a virgin or not. "Once, but it was a long time ago, and with an ex of mine. Didn't mean anything." She looked up at him, then added, "He wasn't as good as you." She laid her head back down. "Glad to hear that. I guess." He kissed the top of her head. He looked over at the clock, "Damn, it's past midnight." "Well then I guess it's time for bed." She rolled over and found her shorts that some how ended up on the computer chair, and the shirt ended up by the door. His shorts were at the end of the bed, she threw them at him. "Put those back on so we don't get in trouble." She got dressed then laid back down, putting her head back on his chest. She looked up and kissed him, "Night." "Night." He kissed her forehead. "See you in the morning." The next morning the alarm clock seemed to be louder then its normal loudness. He reached over and shut it off. Sometime in the night they rolled over so he was lying behind her with his arm around her. He kissed her lightly, she stirred then looked up at him. Young Love "Good Morning." He smiled at her. His eyes were shiny and bright. "Good Morning, you seem really happy today." She rubbed her eyes, and looked at the clock. "For Christ sake, it's six thirty in the morning!" He laughed, "Yeah and it's time to go to work." He got up and started to get dressed. Someone knocked on the door. He turned around and answered it. It was his mom. "Morning Mom." He gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Morning honey, Good Morning Aleise, did you sleep well last night?" "Yes, thank you for letting me stay over." She got up and looked for the real clothes she took off last night. "Anytime, Quinn can I talk to you?" She walked away from the door, he followed her out. "What's up?" he leaned against the wall. "I think you know what's up. I told you not to do anything bad with her, and what do I hear you two doing last night?" he looked at the ground, "Yes sir I heard you two. Be thankful your dad didn't hear you, otherwise your door would have been beaten down." "Don't tell dad?" He looked at her, "Mom, don't be mad, I know what we did last night shouldn't have happened, but what I feel for Aleise is different, she's not just any girl. I really like her." "That doesn't matter, Quinn, you shouldn't have slept with her in the first place. If her father finds out, you can lose your job, then your father would never talk to you again." "I know that, but I don't care if I lose my job, and if Dad doesn't want me in the house, I'm not going to stop seeing her. No one can stop me!" He walked off, and went back in his room. Aleise was dressed and sitting on his bed, looking at the door. "Give me a few minutes to get dressed then we'll go." "I should go before you so that my dad doesn't know I was with you. I'll see you at the barn okay." She walked over and kissed him, "Did you really mean all that?" "Yeah I did. I don't care what anyone thinks. I want to be with you, and I know you want to be with me too. Screw parents, they're just gonna have to get use to it." He kissed her forehead, "See you at the barn." She started to walk out, "Hey Quinn." "Yeah." he looked at her. "I think I love you." Then she walked out. He smiled. "I think I love you too." A few days later, Quinn walked into the barn. Three days had gone by, and Aleise's father hadn't said a word to him about them being together. Off and on through out the days, he and Aleise would sneak off and hide behind random doors, barns, trees, bails of hay, just so they could be together. Quinn smiled to himself, he never thought that he could ever be happy again. Now that Aleise was in his life, he couldn't get her off his mind. Her smile taunted him throughout the day. He still couldn't get over what they did that night she stayed at his house, after her father had caught them together. It was simple to avoid her father, he wasn't around much anyway. But hiding from the other stable workers, and trying to be with Aleise at the barn was a different story. "Hey Quinn, Can you give me a hand with this?" Aleise was standing out side the tack room smiling at him. "What would that be, and what the hell are you smiling at?" He walked over to her looking over his shoulder and behind her to make sure no one was around. "I have an itch on my lip, think you can get rid of it?" she smiled at him with a devilish look in her eyes. Leaning down, he kissed her lips lightly. Then stood back smiling down at her. "That better?" "No, its still there. I think I need another one." she started laughing. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. He ran is tongue over her lower lip, she parted her lips and drew her into a deeper kiss. Their tongues tangled together as he wrapped his arms tighter around her. She started walking backwards and leaned against the wall. They were so distracted by the kiss that they didn't notice Ian, one of the other stable boys walk in. Ian cleared his throat and Quinn slowly lifted his head. Aleise smiled and gave a little laugh as Ian walked by them. "Yeah, I think that one got it." Aleise laughed. "Hey Ian, can you not..." "Tell anyone about your little, kiss?" Ian walked into the tack room, grabbed a saddle and stood in the doorway, "Yeah, it'll be our little secret." "Yeah, thanks. Anyway, I was about to go for a ride, Quinn, you wanna join me?" Quinn looked at Aleise, then at Ian, "Uhm, I have some things to do around here, sorry." "No it's cool. I'll see you when I get back." She stood on her tip-toes and kissed him lightly on the lips. "Later Ian." "See you around Aleise. Hey Quinn, you might as well go with her, I mean, I'm sure whatever you were going to do can wait." Ian smiled and nodded at both of them. Aleise looked at Quinn and a small smile started at the corner of her lips, "Yeah, you might as well. He is right, I'm sure it can wait," she smiled at looked down towards his groin, "But I don't think that can wait." Quinn slowly looked down, he was too busy worrying about Ian catching them he didn't notice the growing erection in his pants. He swallowed heavily and looked up at Aleise, who was smiling at him. "No I don't think that can wait either. But I don't think I can ride like that." "Well, we'll have to fix that. What do you think?" She wrapped her arms around his neck again and lightly kissed him on the lips. Quinn smiled, "And how do you think we're going to get rid of that?" he wrapped his hands around her waist. "What's going on in the head of yours?" Aleise let go of his neck and grabbed his hand. She started walking towards her house. "I'll just show you. That sound a good plan?" "Aleise, why are you going towards the house, we can't go in there," Quinn looked around to make sure no one saw them. "Aleise, I mean it, we can't go in the house, what if your dad comes home?" She turned around and looked at him. "My dad is out of town and won't be home for a couple more days, No one is in the house, and I'm not going to get caught twice in one day. Now, stop being a baby, and just fallow me." She turned back around and started walking again. She stopped and opened the door. They walked into the kitchen, Aleise let go of Quinn's hand, he looked around for a minute. The kitchen was done in roosters and chickens. The counter tops were granite, there was a table with 4 chairs around it. The table was covered with papers Quinn looked at them then looked at Aleise, who was leaning against the wall at the opening of the kitchen. "Dads paperwork," she looked over to the table, "We don't eat there unless we have company over. Come on, we have something to do before you go back to cleaning buckets." She tuned and headed up the stairs. Quinn fallowed her up the stairs. She stopped and waited for him at the top. Pictures of horses, lined both sides of the stair wall. Quinn stopped and looked at a picture with a little girl in pigtails holding the lead line of a Clydesdale, a woman stood behind her, a wide smile on her face. The horse had a blue ribbon attached to its halter. Quinn looked up at Aleise, who was watching him, "Is that you?" he looked back at the picture. "Yeah, me and my mom. I think I was about, seven in the picture. The horse was hers. Big ol' boy." She walked down to the step just above him. "Dad sold him after she died. Said he couldn't stand having that big old horse around for no reason," She grabbed his hand, "Come on, enough of memory lane for one day." Quinn fallowed her up the rest of the stairs and into her room. The walls were decorated with even more pictures of horses, some ribbons and a shelf full of trophies. On one wall there were posters of Lynyrd Skynyrd, Pink Floyd, and Led Zeppelin. Aleise walked over and sat on the bed. Quinn looked at her and smiled, "I never thought your room would be like this." "How'd you think it would look?" she stood and walked over to him. "Bet you thought it would be all girly and shit." Quinn chuckled, "Yeah that says it all right there." He grabbed her hand, "Now, what did you bring me up here for?" Aleise turned and walked towards the bed, dragging him along with her. She stopped at the bed and pushed him down on it, then she straddled him leaning forward to kiss him. "I can't get the thoughts of the other night out of my head. As hard as I try, I can't seem to not think of it." She kissed him again, this time taking his lower lip and nibbling on it. "Okay, you have my attention." He said against her lips. "Good," she kissed him deeply, he ran his tongue over the lower lip and parted her lips. Their tongues danced, as Aleise started to rock back and forth. She could feel his shaft growing bigger, straining against the fabric of his clothes. She moved and kissed his jaw line, then his ear. Quinn growled and rubbed his hands down her back, he grabbed the him of her t-shirt and lifted it up, Aleise sat up and helped him get it up over her head. He cupped her breasts in his hand through her riding bra. He kissed her neck, then moved down to her chest. Aleise reached down and pulled off her bra. Quinn stared at her for a few seconds, taking in the site of her. Aleise ran her finger through his hair as he took in one of her nipples, sucking on it 'til it peaked. Aleise moaned, "You're going to drive me crazy you know that," Quinn just smiled at her, "And you're going to enjoy it, aren't you?" Aleise grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled him to her and kissed him. Quinn rubbed him hands on her naked back, he loved the feel of her skin. It was soft against his rough hands. Quinn leaned his head back and gave her a small smile, "You know I enjoy it, but you enjoy it as much as I do." He kissed her neck, then drew her other nipple into his mouth. Aleise arched into him and a tiny sigh slipped out of her mouth. Aleise reached down and grabbed the bottom of Quinn's shirt, ripping it over his head. She pushed him back onto the bed and started rubbing his bare chest. She fallowed her hands with her tongue, teasing at his nipples, then slowly kissing her way down his stomach. Quinn growled deep in the throat and ran his fingers through her hair. He could feel his erection pressing against his jeans, and it was starting to drive him insane. As Aleise started working her way back up his chest and to his neck, he grabbed her around the waist and flipped her over. She smiled up at him and rubbed his chest. Quinn reached between them and undid her pants, and then pulled them down and threw them on the floor. Then he put his thumbs under the waist band of her panties and slowly drug them down and soon they too were on the floor. Quinn looked down at her, and smiled. He slowly reached up and cupped her breast with his hands, then leaned down and kissed each nipple. He made a trail of kisses, fallowing each kiss with his tongue, down her stomach. He looked back at her when he reached her mound. He could tell she was ready for whatever they were about to do, he could see her glistening in the light. He kissed the spot between her belly button and her mound, she arched her back into him. He continued to work his way down 'til he came to the slit of her pussy. He laid a tiny kiss on the top, then took his finger and spread her. He slowly ran his tongue over her clitoris, she arched her back and smiled. He took that as his cue to continue. He licked her clit one more time, and then ran his tongue the length of her. Quinn could taste her with every little lick he took. As he pressed into her with his mouth, a small cry slipped out of her mouth, and sent her body jolting forward. He opened her up and flicked his tongue over her clit again. He teased at her clit 'til she moaned with impatience. He then pulled her closer to him, his opened mouth all over her, his tongue swirled and stroked her sensitive flesh. Aleise cried out in pleasure, as Quinn took his tongue and drove it into her sweet opening. She ran her hands through his hair and grabbed a handful of it. She gently pulled him up to her mouth and kissed him long and deep. She could taste herself in his mouth. She wrapped her legs around his waist and threw her arms around his neck. Quinn ran his fingers through her hair and kissed her jaw line. Aleise ran her hands down his back and around his stomach. She undid his pants and pushed them down. Quinn stood up and kicked them off. Aleise sat up and kissed his stomach, then ran her fingers under the waistband of his boxer-briefs, and worked them down. Quinn sucked in a deep breath as Aleise's hand touched the tip of his aching erection. She smiled up at him and let his boxer-briefs fall to the floor, Quinn kicked them off and they landed next to his pants on the floor. Aleise smiled up at Quinn, "Two can play this game you know," she grabbed his cock and flicked her tongue over the tip. Quinn sucked in a breath and held it there. Aleise flicked her tongue over the tip again, then she blew lightly over it. Quinn let out his breath, "That's not fair." Aleise put the tip of his cock in her mouth and slowly ran her tongue over it. She could hear his breathing quickening as she ran her tongue over the tip again, and again. She took him out of her mouth, and smiled up at him. Quinn let out a long breath, "I don't like this game anymore." Aleise chuckled, "Let see how you like this," she took him all the way into her mouth, well as far as she could take him, then she slowly let him out. She ran her tongue along the bottom of his shaft and up over the side before taking him in her mouth again. Quinn sucked in another breath and held it in, running his hands through her hair he looked down at her. Aleise started bobbing her head in a smooth rhythm, driving him crazy. Quinn pulled on her hair, moving her head away from him. She smiled up at him and ran her hands down his chest and back up again, wrapping her arms around his waist and kissing his stomach fallowing the kiss with her tongue. "You're going to drive me crazy doing that," Quinn pushed her down on the bed, "Now that you've started something, we might as well finish it, right?" he lay down on top of her and settled between her legs. Aleise wrapped her legs around his waist and moved her arms to his shoulders. "I hope those buckets don't need to be scrubbed right away," She said while moving her hand down the grab his throbbing erection, "I have a feeling this is going to take a while." She glided him into her wet and aroused opening. Once the tip of his penis was in her opening she moved her hand back up to his shoulder. She shuddered as Quinn moved deeper inside her. She could feel him, all of his hard, throbbing heat. She could feel the tip of his penis to the point where he couldn't go forward and farther. Aleise drew in a deep breath and held it. Quinn stayed buried inside her for a moment, letting her body get use to having him in there. When he felt her let out her breath he began to move back out, only to get half way and go forward again. Quinn found a steady rhythm and stayed with it. Aleise rocked with him, meeting him with every thrust. She ran her hands down his back, working her index finger in tiny circles in the small of his back. Quinn picked up the pace, moving in and out of her with more of a thrust. He could feel both his and her climax building with every movement he made. He didn't want to release himself yet, he wanted them both to hit that sweet spot a release together. He felt her tighten around him, with that he let go, thrusting into her a couple more times, letting her milk him. Aleise let out a few little moans and wrapped her arms around his neck. Quinn lay down and nuzzled his head into her neck. The last of the spasms from his orgasm leaving him breathless and tired. Quinn rolled off and laid next to Aleise, his breathing finally coming down, and his heartbeat returning to normal. Aleise rolled over onto her side and propped herself up on an elbow. She rested her arm on his chest and started moving her finger in circles. "You start doing that, you know what's going to happen." Quinn closed his eyes and smiled. "Yeah, I know what it does to you. Now, does lying naked in my bed, with me next to you beat scrubbing buckets?" She let out a small laugh and kissed his chest. Quinn opened his eyes and smiled at her. "No, I think I would rather be scrubbing buckets." She smacked him playfully on the chest, and they both started laughing. Quinn hadn't laughed like that in a long time. It felt good to laugh and mean it. "Well, if that's how you feel, you might as well put your clothes back on stable boy, and go scrub those buckets." She said, with a smile on her lips. Aleise started to get up but Quinn grabbed her arm and pulled her to him and wrapped his arms around her. "You ain't goin' nowhere." He kissed the top of her head as she settled in close to him. Quinn closed his eyes and just lay there, taking in the smell of her hair, mixed with the smell of her room. The sun was coming in through the slits of the blinds resting on him skin. It was warm and welcoming. He could hear Aleise's breathing next to him it was easy and relaxed. He heard a noise come from outside of the house. He opened his eyes and looked around. "Hey, Aleise," He waited for a reply, "Aleise?" When she didn't answer he knew she had fallen asleep. That's when he realized how tired he was himself. But he couldn't fall asleep, he had to get back to work. "Aleise, baby, we need to go back outside," He gently shook her. She grumbled and moved to get closer to him. "Aleise, come on, we can sleep later." He kissed the top of her head and shook her again. This time she raised her head and looked at him, her eyes full of sleep. "Yeah, but, sleep is needed now," she looked at him with puppy eyes, "Can we just lie here a little longer?" "If we're gone any longer, people are gonna come looking for us. I know you want to sleep, so do I, but we have to go back down there before someone comes looking for us." He gave her a quick smile and ran his fingers through her hair. "I promise you can sleep later." "I don't want to just sleep, I want to sleep curled up next to you," She leaned in and kissed him, short and sweet, then got up and started putting her clothes back on. "But we can do that later, now can't we." Quinn got up and started getting his clothes on, when someone walked in the door downstairs. They both went quiet and listened. Quinn put the rest of his clothes on quickly, so did Aleise. Once she got her clothes on she walked to the door and looked out, then she looked back at Quinn and held her finger to her mouth. She walked down the stairs as if there was nothing wrong, as if Quinn wasn't hiding in her bedroom. When she got down the bottom of the stairs she looked in the kitchen to see her dad standing over the table. "Daddy, what are you doing home? You're supposed to be in Maine." She looked back towards the stairs, hoping Quinn had heard her. "The meeting got cut short so I came home. I went to go look over the horses, and I didn't see that Quinn boy anywhere. Did he come into work today?" He threw the paper he was looking at back on the table. "He should be around, I saw him earlier. I don't know where he could've run off to." Her stomach felt like a ten pound brick had just fallen on it. "Look Aleise, stop playing games. I know the two of you have been sneaking around for the last couple of days, and I know you stayed at his house the day we got into the argument. If he's in this house, I want you to tell me. I don't want you sneaking around anymore." He pushed past her and headed for the stairs. He walked up the stairs with Aleise hot on his heels. "Daddy, if I tell you that he's in here you have to promise not to get mad." He stopped in mid step. "Promise Daddy," He turned around and faced her. Young Love "I promise." "Quinn is up in my room, the details of what we did I will not tell you. You can not stop me from seeing him, and if you try, you will lose me." She looked at her dad and saw his expression soften for the first time in what seemed to be years. "I'm glad you told me the truth. But you have to know, I am not happy that you would have him in here." He turned and headed back up the stairs. "Dad, I'm sorry, but I knew you wouldn't understand. I know you don't want me to get hurt, and I know I'm the only thing you have left. But I also know that Quinn won't hurt me, and that he cares about me more then you would ever know." She walked up behind him. Without looking at her he walked into her room to find Quinn sitting on her bed, his head in his hands, and his elbows on his knees. He looked up at her father and stood up. He had a look on his face that crossed between, don't kill me and I think I'm gonna puke. Her father walked up to him and held out his hand. Quinn looked at him with confusion and the looked at Aleise. She just shrugged. Her father turned and looked at Aleise then looked back at Quinn, "It looks like I'm gonna have to get use to you being around more then just work. My daughter has it in her head that I can't stop her from seeing you, so I'm not going to try." Quinn took his hand and gave it a short shake. He looked over at Aleise, who looked like she was about to cry. Her father nodded then looked back at Aleise, he gave her a hug and walked out the door and down the stairs. Aleise turned and looked at the door with a confused look on her face. Did that really just happen, she thought to herself. She turned back to look at Quinn, who looked even more confused then she did. She crossed the small space between them and threw her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. After a few seconds his shock wore off and he kissed her back. Their tongues teased at each other, Quinn lightly bit at her bottom lip, then he traced it with his tongue. Aleise pulled back, and look up into his eyes and smiled, "Did that just happen, or am I dreaming?" She gave him a light kiss and turned to walk out. Quinn sighed, now only if he could get his parents to feel the same way. Ever since the night she had stayed over, the first night they were together, his Mom has been warning him about being with her, about not letting his father find out about it. He just wanted them all to see that she wasn't just another screw, the Aleise meant something to him. 'Cause she did, she meant something to him and he couldn't get his mom to believe him. He fallowed her out of the room and down the stairs. When they got to the kitchen her father was standing at the table looking down at some papers. He looked up as Aleise passed him and smiled, then he went back to looking at his papers. Quinn walked by without saying a word, "Quinn, I would like for you to join us for dinner." Quinn stopped and looked back at him, "Yeah, sure." "Yeah sure, as in you're going to be here, or," Her father looked up at him, "I would really like for you to have dinner with us, I would like to get to know you better." "Yeah sure, as in I will be here. What time do you usually eat?" Quinn looked over at Aleise who was smiling. Her father stood up, "I was hoping to go out, be here about, seven-thirty." Quinn nodded his head, "I'll be here. Would it be okay for me to get off early, to go home and clean up a bit?" Her father nodded, "Of course. I was actually thinking you might just take the rest of the day off, the others can take care of things I'm sure." Aleise walked over to her dad and hugged him, "I hope you're not doing this 'cause you know I want you to." She walked back over to Quinn and took his hand. "No, I am doing this because the boy looks tired. I wouldn't blame him, being around you is like running twenty in ten minutes," he smiled at her, "Now, go before I change my mind." He turned back to his paper work. Aleise turned and walked out the door, still holding Quinn's hand. They walked to the barn and sat on a bail of hay. Ian walked by shaking his head, Aleise glared at him, then started laughing. Young Love The Present Never thought I'd be here. Did I dare? It was definitely in my reach. I glanced at her; SHE was definitely within my reach I should be saying. She slept very peacefully, I sat by her side. The fact that her skin glimmered in the pale moonlight didn't help me resist my natural urges. It's funny, only five years ago I was just the guy who stared across at her in class. Six years ago my only thought about her was, "hey, she's good eye candy". seven years ago, I didn't even know who she was. One of the worst things about leaving school was the thought that I might never see her again. How wrong I was, a chance reunion in public turned into a friendship. We were casual acquaintances in school but now I can safely call her a friend. She was of course Miss Popular in back then. But for all her looks, friends and money, she was always kind to me. I was just a guy in the background in school. Luckily I was able to show her my charm and wit. And now, five years later, we're young adults and I'm still in love with her. And I find her sleeping in nought but a robe in my bed. My hand hovered over her shapely waist. I just wanted a touch. But as quickly as the thought popped into my head, I withdrew my hand immediately. I could hear her breathing softly. Her robe was wide open but she slept on her side with her back to me, her womanly features not shown to my eyes. The moonlight provided an eerie glow in the room and teased me with the stunning image of her silhouetted against the white sheets. Her lithe body was curled up. Her long brown hair fell straight down to the sheets as the water slowly dripped from between each strand. Her ample breasts heaved with every breath she took. They were not huge but were a perfect fit for her lithe toned body. To me she was perfect. My life was always so peaceful. I never partied, got drunk, or even tasted alcohol for that matter. That was until I left school. It was all to get one girl's attention, the same girl that lay in front of me, her name is Amber. This is our story, albeit the abridged version. *** Graduation Night- 4 years Ago I remember the night clearly. It had always been in my head that I might've never seen Amber again after this night. But for the majority of the evening, it didn't even occur to me. I hadn't even caught a glimpse of her until halfway through the proceedings when she was called up on stage to accept her package. I looked on as if I were her father, but my feelings were that of a lover and they welled up inside me. In that moment, I wanted nothing but to embrace her. Up to this point, it was just general chatting here and there. A smile from her usually made my day. I sat through the rest of the evening looking at her from behind. She was always beautiful, whether she dressed up or whether she just threw something together quickly. Her long brown hair was almost always loose. It was always straight and flowed down past her shoulders. She always drew attention from the boys and I suspect from several of the male teachers as well. But I loved her for her kind, gentle and fun loving personality more so than her dazzling looks. These qualities were always on my mind and much more than normal that night. After it was over, I was sure to get what I believed then was one last word in. Through the throng of parents, teachers and students, I did what I always did; time it so that Amber and I were at the door at the same time. She flashed me the smile as she did so often. 'Hey Nate,' she said loudly over the rumbling crowd. I remember smiling to myself as she rarely ever spoke my name. 'School's out for good,' I replied. 'Finally,' she said relieved. We both smiled at each other. We were outside the hall at this point and standing in the lobby watching as everyone was coming out. She opened up her package and brought out a fresh copy of the year book. 'Wanna be the first to sign?' I let out a nervous laugh. 'Ditto to you.' We both smiled once more and grabbed each others year books. We flipped to the back and I sign my name before writing. "Seeya when I seeya." A simple message; a simple message which I'm pretty sure I stole from a movie. Amber had barely finished writing when one of her friends called out her name. She looked at them and then at me and was about to say sorry when I interrupted. 'Go ahead.' We traded year books and she ran off to join her friends. I watched her leave before opening the year book to see her autograph. It read. "Rememba me always Nate!" I looked up but she was already gone. In that moment, I was the saddest person in the entire building. *** The Present I placed the year book back on the shelf and looked back at her sleeping figure. I had successfully resisted the urge not touched her. My heart was racing non- stop as if I had just run a marathon. In truth, I couldn't even run 30 metres before I was on the ground sweating and out of breath. The air conditioner in the room kept running. She was still slightly burning up. I grabbed the wet hand towel by my side and patted down her forehead. As I did so, she stirred slightly and turned to face me. I caught a brief glimpse of her breasts before I covered her nakedness by closing her robe and draping the sheets over her. Her arm draped over the sheets at her side. As if by instinct, I reached for her hand and held it in my own. For the first time in hours, I smile very slightly to myself. I was planning to clean the place up but in that moment, I never wanted to leave. Most men would've probably taken advantage of her right now. But I loved her so much that I was willing to torture myself so that she may retain her dignity. And so I sat by her side, leaning against the headboard and didn't reach for what could've been mine. My mind wandered once more as I tried to stay awake as if to protect her. *** Reunion- 1 year ago It had been 3 years since we had left school. Much had happened. We entered the world and went about our lives. I for one still built on my education when I entered University. But on this particular day, I was just wandering around in town trying to look for shoelaces of all things. 'Excuse me sir. But might I suggest you just get new shoes,' the store attendant said. 'I know you wanna make a decent sale but all I want are some new shoelaces.' He rolled his eyes and pointed to the corner of the shop. 'Over there.' 'Thankyou,' I said politely before muttering to myself. 'Asshole.' I looked at the vast array of shoelaces available to me and mumbled. 'What the fuck is the difference between $3 shoelaces and $10 ones?' 'They're just trying to rip you off,' a woman said melodiously as she passed by. I chuckled and turned to the source of the voice. I was almost speechless when I saw who it was. In that moment, all my confidence disappeared. She had her back to me as she continued looking at the shoes on display but I was sure it was her. I would recognise her anywhere, the way she walked, her sense of fashion, it was definitely her. 'Amber?' I said in almost a whisper. She slowly turned around and like she had done on so many occasions, she flashed me her beautiful smile. 'I can't believe after 3 years you recognise me from a fleeting glimpse like that.' I opened my mouth but words didn't come out. I just stood there, encapsulated by her beauty with a stupid grin on my face. 'How are you Nate?' 'To be honest, a little bit sleepy.' Amber laughed quietly at the comment. She dressed as casually as ever in jeans and an orange shirt but it was enough to get my full and undivided attention. 'In that case, let's get some caffeine into you.' I was rather surprised when she offered coffee. After all, back in our school days, we had just chatted when we had a spare moment or when no one else was around. I obviously accepted her offer. I forgot about shoelaces and we walked out the store together. We bought coffee from a stall and walked and talked. 'Here alone?' I asked. 'Yep.' I was happy with her answer. Many times we had had our conversations cut short because one of her friends had come along. And each time it happened, I pretended I had something better to do such as fidgeting around with my phone. Some of her friends didn't exactly know me and weren't eager to strike up a conversation. I probably wouldn't have talked to Amber if it wasn't for a friend of mine who was already friends with her striking up a conversation in my presence. But that was quite a while ago. 'You know Amber. You haven't really changed since high school,' I said. 'Is that a good thing?' 'Good? It's a fantastic thing. You look great.' I realised how overly excited and eager I must've sounded and curbed my enthusiasm. She obviously noticed but being the darling she was; she didn't say anything. 'What do you have going on at the moment?' she asked 'School and a tiny bit of work.' 'So much for "school's out" huh?' I laughed as I realised she had remembered what I had said at our graduation. My love for her welled up once more. She continued talking and I was all ears. I clung onto her every word and watched as they escaped from between her lips. 'Still catch up with anyone from high school?' she asked. 'Some. But not as much as I'd like too. How about you?' 'Yeah, I still do for the most part. I make an effort to meet up with them every once in a while. I'm glad I met you again.' 'Really? Why?' I said with genuine surprised. 'I kinda felt a bit bad just leaving you after the graduation. After all, it was mid- conversation. I'm sorry. You forgive me?' 'Nothing to forgive. I wouldn't have stayed to chat with me either.' 'Don't put yourself down like that. You're a good person. I was just a bit caught up in the moment that night.' 'Happens to the best of us.' The slight awkwardness passed and we continued talking like old friends. In reality, I think this was the longest conversation I'd ever had with Amber. And I can confidently say that I did make a complete ass of myself. It was one of the best moments in my life. And that's despite the fact I didn't even pick up the shoelaces I came for. *** The Present I woke up startled. I didn't know why immediately. Amber was still beside me, her hand clutching mine. It was still night time. The clock read 3: 10 am, I had only slept for little under an hour. It took me several moments to realise why I had woken up. Amber's grip on my hand strengthened by the second, her palms were sweaty and hot. I quickly wiped the sleep from my eyes and placed a hand on her forehead. She was burning up once more. I grabbed the hand towel and raced to the bathroom. The place was a mess, her dress was still on the wet floor. I soaked the towel in cold water and rushed back to her side. I worked quickly and wiped down her forehead and neck. I panicked once more and assessed my options. Hospital? No. I dismissed that quickly. She wouldn't want this to get out. Maybe she has a family doctor who can come. I took one long look at her before racing through the house. I jumped over furniture and grabbed her purse in the lounge room. I found the usual; lipstick, photos and cash. I opened one of the side pockets to see a bunch of business cards. I cycled through them until I found what I needed, Dr Matthew Harper. There was however no home phone number. I jumped over the couch and grabbed her handbag and brought out her phone. I flipped it open and cycled through her many contacts. Dr. Harper was listed among the last of the Ds. 'Thank God,' I muttered to myself. There was a home phone number. I dialled. A metallic voice came through. 'I'm sorry. Your call can not be connected as you are out of credit. To recharge your prepaid account, press 1.' I kicked the table in frustration and grabbed the house phone and dialled. Harper picked up surprisingly fast. He didn't sound happy. 'Mrs Sanders, I've done all I can, now can you stop calling. Little Natalie will be fine,' said Harper in a croaky voice. 'What?! Is this Dr Matthew Harper?' 'Yes. Who's this?' 'This is Nate Bishop calling on behalf of Amber Lane.' I gave him the low- down on what had happened. *** School Class Room- 6 years ago 'You like any of the girls in the school?' asked Lauren suddenly. Lauren was a very straight forward kind of person. She always said what was on her mind and asked awkward questions. We were still in the middle of high school at this point. I hadn't got to know Amber yet. Hell, I just realised she existed. 'I like a few. But none of them really appeal to me,' I said casually. 'Oh come on Nate. None?' 'What about June?' 'Who?' Lauren laughed and then asked. 'Cassandra?' 'She's like my little sister. I've known her since kindergarten.' 'Brianna?' 'Way to vain for my liking.' 'Can't argue with that,' Lauren smiled. Lauren looked around the room and then leaned in close to me and said. 'Amber?' I turned around before asking. 'She the brunette or the blonde?' 'The brunette.' I turned around once more and summed her up. She was busy laughing with her friends and didn't see Lauren and me staring at her. 'She's alright. Cute, sexy.' 'Interested?' I shrugged. 'A tiny bit. But I wouldn't have a chance with her. Besides, the people she hangs out with, I wouldn't be surprised if she's a real idiot.' Lauren chuckled once more. We went back to work before she continued. 'Still; you know half the guys in the school are keen on her.' 'I can see why. She's definitely one of the hottest girls in school but I'm simply not interested.' 'Setting high standards aren't you?' I shrugged. Lauren went about sketching pictures in her book which as she always did. I held up my text book pretending to read it. It took us 2 whole minutes before we said another word. 'What type of girl are you into if not Amber?' Lauren asked. I smiled. 'You just can't keep off this topic can you?' 'Nope.' 'Obviously she has to be slightly attractive. I don't wanna be caught dating a leper. Smart, funny, good personality, you know, the usual.' 'Guess that means 90% of girls are out of the equation.' 'Come on. Those standards aren't that high.' 'Beggars can be choosers. And besides, Amber's pretty smart.' I simply rolled my eyes. 'I doubt it.' I started reading again. I looked up from the book after several moments and asked. 'What the hell does "esoteric" mean?' Lauren opened her mouth to answer but as if on cue. Amber walked past and said. 'Means appeals to a certain group.' Amber just kept walking past. Lauren grinned at me. 'Smart enough for you?' she smirked. 'Probably just looked it up in the dictionary,' I grumbled. *** The Present The clock read exactly 4 am. Early by anyone's standards. But nevertheless, Dr Harper made amazing time. I ran to the front door and greeted him. He was an elderly man, I guessed about 50 years old. We spoke very fast. 'I'm very sorry to disturb you so early,' I apologised. 'Don't worry about it. I was already up. Hypochondriac parents thinking chicken pox is some kind of cancer,' he explained. 'How is she?' 'Sleeping.' 'You get it out of her system?' 'Yeah.' 'How?' 'Made her puke it up.' 'Charming image,' he mumbled. We made our way to the bedroom. Amber was right where I had left her. Dr Harper seemed cool, calm and collected. 'So you didn't consult any doctors apart from me?' 'No. I told you before. She wouldn't want her parents finding out or anything.' 'The girl is young but she is an adult. It's not like the hospital would've been under any orders to tell her parents.' I thought about that for a moment and realised he was right. Sometimes it's easy to forget you're an adult simply because you just don't act you age. Harper went about the usual, checking her temperature, her heart rate etc. 'I cooled her down earlier but I think her temperature has just risen back up.' 'Don't worry. She's hot but well below danger levels. You did the right thing. How'd you get her temperature down anyway?' 'The shower.' Harper smirked very slightly. 'Bet you enjoyed that,' he muttered under his breath. Somehow I don't think he wanted me to hear that so I just ignored it. He placed several pills on the bedside table. 'I think you were right. It was probably ecstasy. You did everything right son but next time consult a professional. You're not Doctor House or anything. When she wakes up, make sure she takes these. If she starts burning up again than it's back to the shower but you can expect her to be sweating, tossing and turning in her sleep.' I don't know if he was actually done or if he just wanted sleep but Dr Harper was out of the house pretty quickly. I took my place back at her side and continued my vigil. *** McDonalds- Last Week Charlie and I sat as we always did in McDonalds and continued our childish game of stealing each other's fries. Charlie was one of the few people from high school I still hung out with. 'So what's this I hear about you and Amber from high school?' Charlie said between taking tiny bites into his burger. 'Number 1; don't make it sound so sleazy. Number 2; how the hell did you find out about this?' 'Jacob saw you two at some restaurant in town last week.' 'No shit. How is Jacob? Haven't seen him since we left school.' 'He's the same as always. But let's not get off topic. You and Amber? What the hell man?' 'I met her in town several months back. We chatted and have kept in touch ever since. We were just meeting up for lunch. And Jacob that fat bastard should've come over and said hello.' 'I don't remember you and Amber being that friendly.' 'We weren't to be honest but we had some good times together.' 'You should invite her to my party next week.' I put down my food and asked. 'Since when were you having a party?' 'It's a small get together with folk from school days. A lot of people whom you never liked but with Amber there, everyone will be eager to chat to her and they'll do it via you.' I laughed. 'You just want Amber Lane at your party don't you? Make you look cool, maybe make a move.' He shrugged. 'She's not your girl right? You're just friends.' 'She has a boyfriend. Anyway, concerning the party, I'll ask her next time I see her.' 'And when's that?' My phone vibrated in my pocket. I flicked it open. It was a text message from Amber. It read. "Can u meet me @ my place?" I looked up at Charlie who had taken the opportunity to snag four more of my fries. 'Looks like I'll be asking Amber right now.' I simply replied "20 minutes". I wondered why she was calling. After all, Amber and I were friends but us meeting up more that twice a week was rare at best. I was eager to get to her place; I knew where it was but had never been inside. Amber lived in a small apartment complex in the city. Nothing fancy but it had this charming appeal that I quite liked. When I arrived there, I found the front door wide open. I approached slowly. I paused at the door not wanting to come in. 'Amber? You in there?' I heard a small ruckus before I heard her reply. 'Yeah, just come on in.' I walked in warily and closed the door behind me. Amber appeared from the bedroom and almost ran up to me and gave me a big hug. Even though I barely saw her face, I could tell she had been crying. Her eyes were red and I could still see the faint marks of tears on her cheeks. I held her there for what seemed like an eternity. I begun to realise she was silently sobbing in my arms as the tears slowly seeped through the thin fabric of my shirt. I hadn't ever seen Amber like this. Part of me was really sad but another sick twisted part of my brain loved that she came to me for comfort. Young Love Although when she had told me the reason for this was because she and her boyfriend had split, I was jumping for joy. Inside of course because the fact of the matter is, her boyfriend, or should I say ex was a complete moron. *** The Present It had just ticked over to 5:30. I had dozed off once more. I turned to my side to see Amber curled up to me with her arms draped around my waist. Her body was hot but I believed that it was just our joint body temperature and not the drugs that was causing her temperature. I went through many emotions this past night. Anxiety, fear, relief, happiness just to name a few. Right now I felt the latter. To me, this moment was bliss although I wished it had been in better circumstances. I savoured every second of this it. Beside me I heard my phone vibrate. I quickly answered it and spoke in a whisper so I wouldn't disturb Amber. 'Nate, it's Charlie. You disappeared last night so fast I didn't get to say goodbye.' 'Piece of advice Charlie. Don't invite Paulie Dante to any more parties. You do know that fucker was passing out ecstasy,' I hissed into the phone. 'I know, I was there with you. Sorry if that ruined your night I-' I cut him off and said. 'You know he slipped some of those into Amber's drink. She was a complete fucking mess afterwards.' 'She ok?' Charlie asked with genuine concern. 'She's fine. No thanks to you.' 'Hey, go easy there Nate. Wasn't my fault.' I rubbed my temple with my fingers and mumbled an apology. 'I'm sorry Charlie. But I've become quite fond and protective of Amber.' 'Don't worry about it. I know what it feels like to be in love.' 'Really?' I asked mockingly. 'Well...not really...but I've seen it in movies.' I laughed quietly before Charlie took a serious tone. 'I know you really care for Amber man. I've known it for a few years now, even in school. I saw the way you looked at her, that stupid grin you have every time she talks to you. And back then, you didn't make a move although it was probably wise. But nothing's stopping you now man, you've shown how much you care for her. Make a God damn move or I'll kick your ass.' I sat in stunned silence. This was a side of Charlie I'd never seen. We had always joked but our most serious conversations were about if Star Wars Episode IV is better than V. Finally I answered. 'You get that out of a film too Charlie.' 'Everything slightly witty or wise I say is from a movie. Anyhow, just wanted to check up on you, give me an update later on.' 'Ok, catch you later.' I hung up and lay in silence as I thought about what he had said. *** The Party- Last Night Last night was one of those nights that brought unexpected twists and turns. Amber and I arrived at Charlie's party little past 9 pm. I managed to persuade her to come along with the promise of old high school chums. She wore a simple but stunning silver white dress that went down to her knees. It was so simple but enough to get the attention of most of the guys at the party. Seeing as we went with different crowds back then, we were split up fast. I kept an eye on her every once in a while and was quite annoyed to see her talking and laughing with her old squeeze, Paulie Dante. Frankly, I never understood what she saw in him. He was one of those assholes who believed himself to be God's gift to woman. Not surprisingly this was completely unfounded as the guy was an idiot and pretty trashy. Yet Amber enjoyed his company so I kept my thoughts to myself. The night started off normal, drinking, eating, partying and reminiscing. But well into the party, some guy who I vaguely remembered from school and never caught the name of offered me, Charlie and a few others several blue pills. 'What is it?' asked Charlie. 'Ecstasy,' the guy said. Charlie's demeanour changed at once. He got to his feet and said firmly. 'Are you fucking nuts? I don't want ecstasy flying around at my party.' 'Easy now mate. They're not mine. Paulie's passing them around.' 'That asshole.' Charlie and I got to our feet and made our way across the party to where Paulie was. He and about 3 other guys surrounded Amber. 'What the hell do you think you're doing passing drugs around at my party?' The two started bickering back and forth as Amber climbed out from between the guys and approached me. She rubbed her head and said. 'I feel a bit funny. You reckon we can get back to your place or something. These guys have been hitting on me all night.' I smiled inwardly and replied. 'Sure.' Amber was acting rather strangely on the drive back. It was her manner that caught me by surprise. The way she talked, the way she was twitching here and there. Unfortunately I was driving and it didn't occur to me that something was wrong until we got back to my place. 'It's so hot in here,' she groaned. I raised an eyebrow at her. 'It's the middle of winter and midnight. It's freezing inside and out.' 'Kidding? It's so hot,' she slurred. Amber started fanning herself with a magazine she picked up. 'You feeling ok?' It was stupid question under the circumstances because she was obvious not herself. In that moment, she fell forward. I had to dive across the room just catch her in time. Amber clung to me as I tried to get some sense into her. 'Amber! Are you ok?' I fell to the floor as I caught her in my arms. I sat her up against the couch and looked at her. Her pupils seemed distorted; she was sweating intensely and slurring her words. Fear gripped me; I grabbed her head with my hands and looked her in the eyes. 'Stay with me. Did you take any of that crap Paulie was passing around?' She momentarily became aware of her surroundings and mumbled. 'Obviously something was slipped into my drink,' she drooled with a slight smile. 'Shit,' I muttered as I racked my brains trying to think of what to do next. 'Gotta get you to a hospital.' I picked her up in my arms and was about to go through the front door when I realised. She wouldn't want this. She wouldn't want this to get out. If I bring her to the hospital, everyone would find out. I remembered my first aid training. 'I have to get your temperature down,' I muttered absently to myself. She wrapped her arms around my neck and started kissing me on the neck. If this were any other time and in any other situation, I would've been the happiest guy in the world. But this wasn't her. And even then, part of me savoured as her soft supple lips made contact against my skin. She kept fidgeting in my arms up to the point where I almost dropped her. Suddenly she pulled away from me and we both came crashing against the wall. I took most of the impact as I tried to protect her. 'Work with me here Amber. I need to get your temperature down or else there's risk of brain damage or some shit like that.' I slung her arm over my shoulder and half dragged her to the bathroom. I didn't want to do what I was about to do but I had no choice. I carried her over to the toilet and I grabbed a pen. As gently as I could I poked the back of her throat with it. She instantly threw her head forward towards the toilet and vomited the contents of her stomach out; food, drugs and all. It was not something I wanted to have to do again Then I held her and basically threw open the shower door. Together we stepped in. Her knees buckled beneath her and I barely managed to catch her once more. I wrapped my arm around my slim waist and held her to me. Her body was near boiling. I quickly turned the cold water on and almost immediately, a jet of icy water splashed down on us. I shivered in my place but Amber seemed almost oblivious to the freezing water. The water soaked us all over. Her hair was splayed all over my face as I held her steady under the water. I was shivering furiously but Amber remained still. The water seeped easily through her dress causing it to become somewhat translucent. We slowly slid down floor as the coldwater continued spraying all over us. I held her from behind to shield me partially from the water. I could see the outline of her breasts through her dress as they rested on my arms. Her nipples poked out and teased me with the wonderful site. Despite the position I was in, my fear outweighed my arousal. I stayed inside as long as possible before I finally stepped out. Once I saw that Amber too was starting to shiver, I brought her out. As if oblivious to my presence, she let her dress fall to the floor and presented me with a view of her bare ass. She stumbled into the bedroom and collapsed on the bed. I stood watching for several moments before I slowly approached her and covered her in a robe. *** The Present Once again I found myself waking from a brief nap. The first rays of the sun filled the room. I guessed it to be around 7 in the morning. But this time it was Amber that had woken me up. I found her sitting up beside me in bed. Her hair roughly brushed back and her robe tied up neatly at the waist. 'Fun party huh?' I joked. Amber smiled nervously. 'To think those were the people I hung out with back in the day.' 'Back in the day? You're not that old.' Amber smiled again and than looked at me with adoring eyes. 'Thankyou,' she said in almost a whisper. I nodded slightly. She inched closer to me until our faces were only about 30 cm apart. 'You know, of all my friends, past and present, I don't think anyone's ever cared about me more than you.' 'Anyone else would've done the same.' 'Not those old friends of mine last night. They just let those boys climb all over me. And besides, who would've chosen to not go to the hospital. It's as if you know me better than I know myself.' 'Maybe I'm just an idiot. Historically, that's been the case.' She shook he head. 'No, you knew I wouldn't want this to get out.' 'What can I say? I care about you. I've always care for you,' I admitted. 'Since when?' 'Since the first moment I talked to you. Since the first time you laughed at one of my jokes, since-' I never finished that sentence because in that moment, Amber did the most unexpected thing. She leaned in and kissed me. Her soft, supple, moist lips made contact with mine. She grasped both my hands and together we kissed passionately. She was eventually first to break the kiss. She flashed me another one of her smiles and said. 'And thanks for just leaving my dress on your dirty floor.' 'It was that or brain damage.' Amber laughed. It was music to my ears. 'Now, is that piece of knowledge from first aid classes or Bad Boys 2?' 'A little of both.' She grabbed me by the collar and pulled me on top of her as she lay flat on the bed. I just watched her in awe as slowly she undid the belt of her robe. She let the sides fall away and revealed to me her perfect body. I stripped just as quickly before returning to my position on top of her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me in close. We kiss once more as my hands explored her body. Her smooth skin was cool by now. The time she spent playing netball has left her with a well toned, athletic body. She broke the kiss once more. 'And thanks for not fucking me as I slept.' I laughed loudly before pretending to go serious. 'Who says I didn't?' This time it was her turn to laugh. 'Because I'm still a virgin honey.' The comment took me by surprise. It really shouldn't have but considering what a beautiful and intelligent girl she was, I was really astonished. 'Don't look so surprised. You think I'd actually let any of those guys screw me?' 'Yes quite frankly. Or at the very least I thought it would've been a one nighter.' 'And you've had a one nighter?' I paused before saying. 'Charlie's cousin.' Amber laughed again. I didn't want the lovely noise to stop so I lowered my mouth onto her breasts. As I sucked on one breast, I cupped the other one gently in my hand. Her breasts were what you'd expect for a girl in her early 20s, firm but had a spring to them that was delightful. I cupped both breasts in my hands before moving down between her thighs with a long line of kisses. Amber spread her legs slightly to allow me access. She twitched slightly as I gently kissed high up her thighs. The moment by tongue made contact with the lips of her vagina however, her legs were quick to close trapping my head between her thighs. Her hand grabbed at my hair and pulled me into her. She let out a loud moan before slowly spreading her legs once more. I slowly slithered my tongue onto her vagina once more. She squealed in pleasure once more. I went back to kissing her as my fingers raked across her vagina and pubic hair. Our eyes met and I knew it was time. I positioned myself between her legs. Slowly I lowered my penis and aligned it to her small tight opening. I held her in my arms as I ever so slowly pushed the tip of my penis into her. Amber inhaled one big breath as I did so and never broke eye contact. Her walls tightened around my penis. I could already feel some of her juices on my penis as it lubricated my path into her. It wasn't long before I met some resistance. I had reached her hymen. She nodded as if to give me approval. I pushed in slightly more forcefully than before. Amber squirmed in pain and pleasure as I broke through. She let out a loud cry as her virgin status disappeared. At one point the pain overpowered her pleasure and she tried pushing me away. But I knew she wanted this. I easily out muscled her and pushed in as far as I could. I almost pulled out completely before I roughly buried my penis to the hilt in one hard, fast thrust. The penetration caught her by surprise and once more she let of a rather loud cry. This time it was a cry of pure pleasure. With each thrust, the walls of her vagina tightened around my penis. Her juices were flowing freely now and I glided into her easily. Her breast bounced back and forth with each thrust, her erect nipples scraping my chest along the way. Amber soon got the hang of it and wrapped her legs around me. With one hand I supported myself against the bed and with the other; I grabbed hold of her tight, smooth ass and rammed her into the bed. She started meeting my thrusts and continued moaning softly. Her skin felt damp once more. In wasn't long before I look to see her body gleaming from sweat in the pale sunlight. We started locking lips once more. I kissed her all over her neck, an act which she obviously enjoyed. Amber arched her head to look down; she let her legs slip down onto the bed again so that it was my job to do all the fucking. She watched captivated as my penis stabbed into her again and again and again. Her juices mixed with mine and of course there was blood from me taking her virginity. She threw her head back and was lost in the frenzy of our lovemaking. She let out soft moans and groans with each thrust. Our bodies were as hot as fire, not only did my penis slide into her easily but our bodies were covered in so much sweat already that our bodies almost slipped off of each others. I looked into her eyes but she was lost in the thrill of her first sexual experience. Her breasts continued to bounce back and forth rhythmically. Finally when I couldn't hold it much longer, I ejaculated fully into her. But despite this, I continued thrusting into her vagina. Amber took all sorts of positions with her legs as if unsure of what to do with them. It didn't take long but when it did, her orgasm was explosive. Every muscle in her body tightened up. She arched her back and her face was contorted in pleasure. Her fingernails dug deep into my back so hard that it actually hurt. Amber let out a loud cry. Exhausted, she rolled out from under me breathing heavily and short of breath. Her body gleamed from the sweat. She fingered her sore vagina slightly. Our juices oozed slowly from her opening and dripped all over her fingers. We inched towards each other and embraced. 'That was amazing,' she panted. 'When I catch my breath. Can we do that again?' I smiled before grabbing her and swinging her on top of me. Her breasts dangled in my face. Amber looked amused. 'I should wake up to this more often.' Together we shared a laugh before we made love again. *** School Class Room- 5 years ago Alyssa and I were discussing how to go about writing this essay. So far we had gotten nowhere. Alyssa resorted to calling upon everyone for help. None were much help. Finally she called across to Amber. Amber was a relative stranger to me. She had only been in several of my classes before this. I was quite indifferent to her. 'Sorry Alyssa but I don't understand any of this,' Amber said all but ignoring my presence. 'That's ok. Nate and I will just hand it up like this. If the teacher doesn't like it, I'll just tell him to go fuck himself.' Amber and I looked at each other awkwardly. 'Yeah, I'm sure that'll go down real well,' I remarked. Amber couldn't help herself and burst out laughing. I took joy in her amusement. She looked and me and said while still laughing. 'I'm sorry, Nate is it? I'm Amber.' 'I know. I've been in a few of your classes before.' 'I'm sorry, that's horrible of me. You and I should talk more often.' 'I'd like that.' Someone called for Amber from across the room. She stood up to walk away. 'Excuse me.' We said goodbye. When she was out of hearing distance, Alyssa saw me grinning and said. 'What?' 'Nothing. She's nice that's all.' Young Love Bret Leconte is 18, a high school senior. Fairly normal physically, 5'll", 175 pounds, brown hair and eyes. Not handsome but clean cut, average until he smiles and then he turns everyone on. A decent high school athlete, he was a receiver in football, is the left fielder in baseball. Correction, was the left fielder. Today, in chemistry class, he messes up big and mixes the wrong two items. The beaker starts getting very hot and he holds it with both hands as he hurries to a sink, oohing about his hands burning. Just as he gets there, the beaker finally cracks and some of the contents get on his hands and he yells out even louder. The teacher immediately treats his hands with baking soda. The office calls the paramedics and he's taken to the hospital while his mother is called. The result is, both hands are bandaged for at least a week and perhaps up to two. It's expected he'll have a full recovery but in the meantime he can't do much of anything. At home, his mother undresses him, gets him into a robe, hand feeds him dinner. His Dad and younger sister watch and commiserate. Later, she decides to help him take a shower. She decides to remain dressed and just reach into the shower and wash him as he turns, keeping his hands out of the water. Elaine, his mother, hadn't really seen Bret naked for years. Probably not since bathing him at 3 or 4 years old. Bret had developed a need for both privacy and being allowed to do things on his own. So she was in for a bit of a shock at how big he'd become. The other thing about Elaine is her personal history. When she was Bret's age she started her sexual discoveries. She had decided that of all the prime instincts of humans, sex was number one. And the number one representation of sex, in her mind, was an erect male penis. So she checked out as many as possible. She handled them, moved to hand jobs and making them cum. Then to tasting them, sucking them and making them cum. A mouthful of sperm was a desirable sexy result. She developed a reputation in high school. So, at college, she became more selective. She spent months with one guy, sucking only him. He led her into the next step, which was taking his cock into her vagina. And she loved that. When they broke up she found another guy for some months. Through two years of college she probably sucked and fucked a half dozen guys, normally not actually getting active until they had dated a short while. Well, she did relapse a couple times and suck off complete strangers that just looked sexy. But whatever, she retained her love for a good, stiff cock. Then she met Bret's Dad, Bob. After a few dates they got naked and she sucked him and, for the first time ever in her life, he went down on her her. Wow, this was something new. Something terrific. Oral sex on her. She found a keeper. Besides he had a lovely big cock. A little over a year later, she was pregnant with what became Bret. They married and she graduated from college seven months pregnant . The result is, almost twenty years later she still weighs about the same, has the same sexy body. She's still with him and his is the only erect cock she's experienced for all that time. And she's experienced it plenty. They may not be as active sexually as they were at first but they still get at it, usually resulting in a couple orgasms each, several times a week. She still sees sex as a main principle of life. So, she's washing Bret and eventually gets to his cock and balls. He gets an erection. A beautiful, delicious looking erection that may even be slightly bigger than his Dad's. She has her hand around it and is almost hypnotized looking at it, ready to lean forward and start swallowing it. And it hits her. This is my son. My baby. I can't. She immediately lets go and draws back. "Just rinse off," she says. He realizes he has a boner and apologizes. "Sorry, Mom, I couldn't help it." "It's o.k., Bret. I understand males. It happens. Just rinse off and I'll dry you." While she's drying him his erection stays. "Mom, I'm sorry. I don't want it to happen, it just does. I can't control it." She's well aware of the erection. Maybe spends a little too long fondling him with the towel as she dries. "Don't worry about it, Bret. I understand." But she's feeling both a little excited and a little guilty that she's so interested in his truly lovely big cock. Her husband's going to get attacked tonight. That evening, Bret's girl friend, Diane, stops by to visit. They've been going together for over a year. She's definitely one of the finer girls at school. Blonde, blue eyes, more cute that beautiful, with a killer body. 5'4" tall, perhaps 105 pounds. Great breasts. Not DD's at all but firm and full and standing up, all out front. On her slight, slim body they look large. She has almost no waist leading down to a great butt. A firm, full, round ass, sitting up high. Long legs. Shapely, slim legs that account for a little over half her height. And she's no softy, has been a starter on the girls' soccer team for three years, so she's solid inside that luscious body. Later, as she's leaving, Elaine follows her out the door and talks to her on the front walk. "Diane, have you and Bret had sex?" Diane is surprised. In fact, they had not. Not yet. They've each given the other orgasms with their hands. And she sure wants to go further, has even gone on the pill in anticipation. But why is his mother asking? "Why are you asking," she comes up with as her reply. Elaine appears embarrassed. "Oh, well, it's just that Bret can't do anything for himself. He needs assistance for everything. And I helped him shower and I think he was embarrassed to have me see him naked. And he, uh, well, got so big, and, uh, well I'm not sure I'm the right one to, uh, I mean really bigger than his Dad even, so I thought maybe he wouldn't be embarrassed if you, uh, well, maybe this isn't really a good idea. "So maybe I can help him do a lot of things?" "Yes," sounding very relieved to find a way out of this conversation, 'That's it, maybe you can help him with, uh, well, whatever. Well, thanks for stopping by, I'm sure Bret appreciated it." The next day, as school lets out, Bret comes out the door and sees Diane waiting for him. He grins. He always grins when he sees her, so happy that for some reason she's dating him instead of someone else. He really likes her. A lot. She's perfect. And she grins when she sees him, for pretty much the same reasons. She likes him a lot, they get along great. Both want to kiss but don't since so many others are all around them. She puts her arm around his waist and says, "I'm coming home with you." "That's great," he answers, putting his arm around her shoulders. "What brought this on?" "Well, your hands are wrapped and you can't use them for anything. You need help. Your mother talked to me last night after I saw you and pretty much asked me to help. Besides, this way we'll have a couple hours alone together. Your sister's at track practice and your parents are working." "My Mom asked you to help me?" "Well, not exactly. It was kind of odd. She said that she thought you were embarrassed having her see you naked while taking a shower. Maybe you wouldn't be embarrassed having me see you. Actually she didn't say it just like that but I think that was the idea. And of course, I'd love to see you naked, be naked with you, maybe do a lot more." "You want to do more?" "Well, sure, don't you?" "I've wanted to so much I can hardly stand it. But I didn't want to push you into anything you weren't ready for." "Oh, I'm ready. More than ready. Have been for weeks. I thought maybe you weren't." "Well then I'm glad my Mom talked with you but I'm surprised she would suggest this. I mean, she's saying we should have sex?" Diane grinned. "No, she didn't ask me to have sex with you. I'm the one asking that we get naked for a couple hours and see what happens. It was an odd conversation. Did you get a hard-on in the shower." "Oh, I did. I was embarrassed. I apologized. A really big one that wouldn't go away. She actually had hold of it for a while as she washed me." "Yeah," Diane answers, thinking of the conversation. There's something in this that I'm not figuring out. "Well, it's going to be my turn soon and you'll have no need to apologize." As they started into Bret's house, he says, "I really have to go. I've been holding it the last couple classes and I'm about to wet my pants." "Well, let's get to a toilet quick," Diane says and they hurry up the stairs to the bathroom between Bret's bedroom and his sister's. Diane gets hold of his zipper and pulls it down and reaches in with one hand to find his penis. "You don't h ave to, Diane,' he starts to say. "How else can you do this? You can't grab it and it's not like I've never touched it before," she says as she pulls it out and holds it. "Wow," she adds, "You went from dead soft to full hard in two seconds. Can I push this down enough to aim it at the toilet?" "I can't help it. Your grabbing it did it, it's beyond my control and, yes, you can push it around to aim it but I'm not sure I can piss when I'm hard." Diane has her hand fully around his cock and has it aimed at the toilet. "Well give it a try, see if you can." It turns out he can, and the pee comes out in a strong stream and keeps coming for a long time, something like twenty seconds or so. "Gee, this is interesting," she says, holding his cock and feeling the urine stream through it. "I've never done this before. I like it." The stream stops and she shakes his cock a couple times. "I heard some where that shaking it more than twice is playing with it and I guess I can get away with that better than you can," she tells him grinning and still holding it, still hard. "It makes me realize that I need to go, too." With that, she unbuttons her shorts, and pulls them and her panties down and sits on the seat. Bret just watches and then can hear the sound of her stream joining his in the pot and can actually see the movement of the urine way down in between her legs. "I've never seen a girl do that before, so it's a first for both of us." "Well, we do, all of us," she adds, "and we do more than that and probably smell just as bad as guys. It's human, that's all." With that, she reaches and grabs some toilet tissues and wipes herself and then reaches to flush the toilet. She stands up but bends over to get a shoe off and then the other, then pulls her shorts and panties off her feet. Naked from the waist down, except for her socks, she heads into the bedroom. "C'mon, Bret, lets get you undressed and ready for a shower." In the bedroom, the sexy blonde, still naked from the waist down, starts getting Bret's clothes off. His shoes, socks, pants, underwear. "How long can you stay big and hard like that?" she asks as she holds his cock and moves her hand back and forth. Then she unbuttons his shirt and helps pull his undershirt over his head. As soon as he's naked, she takes off her top and bra and, once they're both naked, puts her arms around him, presses up against him and looks up to be kissed. His cock is forced up, pressed against her stomach as he get his arms around her and kisses her. They lick each other's tongues. "I don't want to stop but we better get you into the shower before we get any more involved." She leads him back into the e bathroom, opens the door to the e shower stall and gets the water running. While they wait for it to get hot she wraps herself up against him and they kiss some more. As they finally break, she starts pushing him into the shower, "Keep your hands out or up so the bandages don't get wet. Does your hair need washed?" He agrees it does and she gets in next to him. It;s fairly tight and their bodies are always in contact one place or another as she gets him wet and uses shampoo on his hair and gets him under to rinse it out. She then starts with a bar of soap and her bare hands, washing his body. "You've got a great body, Bret. Very sexy." "Me? You have the sexiest body I've ever seen." he replies. She washes his face, his chest, his stomach and then has him turn and does his back. She keeps telling him when and how to move and he obeys. She gets kneeled down in the tight space and does his butt and legs, then has him turn. She then washes his feet and up his legs and then his balls and cock. He's still hard. "I've never really felt your balls that much before," she says as she fondles them and washes. And I've never really got a look at this big cock of yours." She slides her hand on his erection as she washes. "It's almost scary thinking that huge thing is supposed to fit inside me." She then has him back up some as she gets everything rinsed off and clean. But she keeps hold of his cock. "It's about the sexiest thing I've ever seen," she says, then leans forward slightly and kisses the head. She sticks her tongue out and, bending her neck and getting her head to the side, licks it. "I've watched girls on the internet do this and I've waited a long time to try it myself." She gets her lips around the head and licks and sucks and slowly takes more and more into her mouth. She has to spread her mouth wide to get it in and she licks and sucks and moves her fingers ahead of her lips as she gets more than half of it inside her mouth. She grips it tight with her lips and slides back, letting it come loose. "I like this," she says just before swallowing it again, licking and sucking and using her fingers to slightly masturbate him. She starts moving her head back and forth, gripping him tightly with her mouth as she licks and sucks and hums a happy sound. Bret is watching her with an odd look on his face, partly amazement and partly pure lust, loving the feel of what she's doing to him. Surprising him almost as much as her, he cums. He shoots off a major load, right into her mouth. She moves her head back quickly, glances up at him and then back at his cock as it shoots off more, onto her face, with some going on a breast. Perhaps she thinks but perhaps it's pure reflex and she quickly gets her mouth back around it and gets the head into her mouth as a final shot fills her mouth. She swallows as she takes as much as she can into her mouth and then, gripping it with her lips, slides back the length, milking it, and then off. She just stares at the now very red cock, still mostly hard, and grins and then looks up. "I liked that. You surprised me, I shouldn't have pulled loose. Next time I won't. It's all pretty sexy." She stands and uses her hands and the running water to clean his cum off her face and breast. She turns off the water, gets him out of the stall, grabs a towel and starts drying him. She moves around him, telling him to lift his arms then his legs, dries him thoroughly, then uses another towel to do herself. "O.k. sexy, lets get back to the bed," she tells him She helps him onto the bed and onto his back. She then climbs up over him and lays out, fully on top of him, her body pressing into him. "Did you like that?" she asks after kissing him. "Is there some way I could do it better? If there's something you'd like, just let me know, I'll do it different next time." He has his arms around her as much as he can. "It was the sexiest thing that's ever happened to me. You were fantastic, I can't imagine it being done any better. I mean, it's obvious you really wanted to. I'd love to do the same for you but these darn hands don't let me do what I'd like" She kisses him again, wiggling her body on him so he can feel her shape against him. "I'll handle that," she says. She moves up on him to get her knees on either side of him and then leans over his head and gets her breast on his face. "Just start licking and kissing and tasting me because it's your turn, now." She slowly moves ahead slightly to get a breast, hanging loose, to his mouth. She uses her hand to aim her nipple right into his mouth. "Lick and suck. Ah, yeah, just like that." She smiles, enjoying the feeling, then pulls back some and moves to get her other breast to him, again using her hand to get the nipple into his mouth. She pulls her breast loose by sitting back slightly and slides up a little more, letting him kiss her stomach, lick her navel. "Okay, lover, now for the real thing," she says and moves her knees forward to get her pussy right at his face. She's sitting on his face, her knees on either side of him. As he licks she moves her body, aiming his tongue where she wants it, into her vagina, then up and down her slit, then finally to her cit. "Work on that shape, Bret," she tells him. "Use your tongue, suck on it, and don't stop." She looks up, concentrating her mind on what his tongue and lips are doing to her. She takes a breast in each hand and starts pulling on her nipples. "Yeah, yeah, like that. More. More." she almost yells. Her sounds turn into a gargle or light scream, "aargh" and her body almost jumps and Bret can feel her juices coming onto his face. She sits even tighter onto him, her weight on him, then lifts up and back. She almost jumps back until she can lay back onto him and kiss him again, her hands on his chest. "I really liked that. I hope you did, too because I want you to do that to me a lot." "Gladly, it's as sexy as possible," he tells her between kisses. "And I hope you liked sucking me because I want you to do that a lot, too." She can feel his cock, hard again, under her body. She does a slight push up, repositioning herself so her pussy sits right on his cock, pressing it against his abdomen. She slides her hips to move her pussy back and forth, feeling it against her clit. She smiles and looks at him and then kisses him, sliding her body as they kiss, so her pussy is almost masturbating him. She slides a little more forward and can feel the head of his cock right at her vagina. Looking off, her concentration internal, she maneuvers her body slightly so that the head pushes it's way slightly into her. She then looks down at Bret and gives him a very dirty, lusty grin. She starts pushing her body back, taking more and more into her. She can feel it hit her insides. It's in enough that she can actually lift her upper body up on her arms and then use her weight and arms to punch her body back, shoving his cock into her, rupturing her hymen. She makes a face and and an "ow" and then looks down at him and pushes herself back more and more, watching him as he fills her. "This is it, isn't it?" she asks, "The real thing." She starts moving her hips, moving him inside her. She sits up even more and slowly begins to move faster and further, riding up him and then down again. Her breasts are bouncing and her breath is doing an "uh" with every stroke of her body. Bret reaches to her and gets a hand to her clit and uses a finger to massage her as she bounces and bang against him. "Oh, fuck, oh fuck," she says each time her body lands on him and his cock goes fully up into her. She slams down on him and her insides start pulsing, grabbing his cock, as she goes into orgasm and starts leaking fluid. The action inside her triggers Bret and he shoots another load into her. She collapses onto him, perspiration showing on her face, They kiss. His cock softening, still in her. "I love you," he says, his arms around her. "This is all amazing." She kisses him again. "It is, isn't it,?" she replies softly. She just lays there for a minute, then pulls back some, his cock coming out. She starts to sit up. "Oh, wow," she says quickly, "everything in me is starting out. I've got to clean up. She jumps off him and with her hand between her legs, runs into the bathroom. A few minutes later she comes out with a washcloth and cleans Bret's genital area some, even wiping up the worst of the mess on the bed. "We're going to need to wash these sheets before I go home," she says, then climbs back on top of him, laying on him so they can kiss some more. Young Love They kiss and she feels him. He holds her as well as he can with bandaged hands. Time passes. "Can you get hard again?" she asks. "Sooner or later," he answers. "So you're horny and ready for more, is that it?" "Well, yeah, I guess I'm getting there. I'm not sure what that means about me. I mean, I'm a virgin for eighteen years and ten minutes after I lose it, I want to do it all over again. Maybe now, I'll always want to do it again. Is that normal? I mean, is that evil or something?" "I think it's normal. And I'm glad you feel that way because I hope we do this over and over and over again a lot. But maybe there's something I can do to help me get ready again and help you, too." He pulls out from under her and gets off the bed. "Sit up and turn this way, he says. "She does. "Slide over here," he suggests and helps get her so she's sitting on the edge of the bed. He then gets between her legs and slowly lowers himself to his knees. He gets his arms around her and his mouth to a breast and starts licking and sucking. She starts moaning. He moves to the other breast and her moans continue. He then kisses down over her stomach and uses his arms to indicate she should spread her legs as wide as she can. She does and he gets his face to her thigh and kisses, then the other thigh, then to her pussy. He remembers what she was trying to get him to do, where she liked him to lick, so that's what he does. He licks up and down in her slit, pushes his tongue as far into her vagina as possible, then up and down her slit again. She has her hands on his head, holding him to her. He gets his tongue to her clit and goes to work. She lasts and lasts which helps give him time to get erect again. He flicks his tongue on her, sucks on her, almost bites her. She goes into orgasm again, putting out juices that he licks up. She's lightly screaming, using her hands to pull him tightly to her. Then she lets go and just lays back on the bed. "I never dreamed orgasms could be this strong," she says softly.' I hope this never ends." Bret straightens up, onto his feet and aims his now erect cock back into her vagina. He pushes part way in, pulls back a hair and pushes in more, taking a half dozen moves to get fully into her as she makes unintelligible sounds of enjoyment. He gets his bandaged hands on either side of her, leans over her slightly and starts pumping in and out. They fuck almost leisurely for several minutes until he starts moving faster and harder, leading up to pounding into her. She's grunting and moaning in time with his thrusts and gives an extra little scream as she orgasms again he can feel her insides grasping him. He stays in her, leans over enough to kiss her. "Maybe I'm finally getting satisfied," she says. He moves his hips some and she reacts, "You're still hard, aren't you?" Bret agrees he is. "Pull loose and let me turn over, I've seen this on the internet." he steps back and she stands, facing the bed and leans over it, her hands out, against the mattress, holding her up. "Get in me again," she says, looking over her shoulder. She actually reaches back and helps aim him back into her. "Oh, yeah," she says, "Now go at it hard until you cum again." As he pounds into her, she pushes back so they slap together. She grunts in time with his thrusts. He gets his bandaged hands on her hips and fucks like an animal, banging into her with force. She's again into "Oh fuck, oh fuck," over and over but continues to push back, asking for more. They go on for several minutes then several more. She has another orgasm and he asks if he should stop and she says, "Fuck me, fuck me, just do it," and shoves her hips back at him. He finally cums. As he pulls out of her she crawls forward to lay on the bed, her lower legs sticking off the edge. He gets next to her, pulls her onto the bed more. They press against one another and kiss. "I'm ashamed of myself, ' she says. "I'm such a slut. I loved this. Absolutely loved it. I'm not sure I'll be able to walk for a day or two and I know I'll be sore. Already am, really. But I loved it. Are you willing to still date a slut like me? I must be bad. It has to be bad to like this so much." "Diane, I think it's good. I think it's healthy. Sex is an important part of life. We've both just discovered how important it is. You're beautiful. You're sexy. I want you more than anything. Even more than I did before when I didn't even know what it was I wanted." So they held one another and kissed a lot and she had to clean herself up again. They stripped the bed. She got dressed and got him into a robe. She took the sheets down and put them in the washer and started it. Then she made the bed with new sheets. His sister came home so they kissed and held one another some more and she went home. Bret and Diane sat together at lunch the next day. "How are you feeling?" he asks. "You mean about yesterday." "Well, yeah." "How do you feel?" "I think it was the best couple hours of my whole life. You?" "I took a while getting to sleep. I kept remembering how great everything felt. How much I love your penis. Well, it's not a penis anymore, it's a cock. I'm a cocksucker." She pauses and looks around to see if anyone heard her. She grins. "Well, I am. And I'm glad I am. Your cock is just perfect, it's what sex is all about. And inside me, well, wow. And your licking me. I've learned to love orgasms. And when I wasn't remembering how great it was I was wondering about myself and how I've become such a slut and want it so much. But then I remembered someone saying that with the billions of people on earth, at any given moment, more than a million of them are fucking. So I guess a lot of people feel just as good about it all as I do. So I fell asleep. Besides, I was very tired and very, very satisfied. Slept like a baby." "Well, back to class for the afternoon. I hope we manage to do some more." "Oh, definitely. I'll meet you after school and come home with you. We'll have another couple hours to do it all over again." She puts her hand on his thigh. "Plus maybe something different?" She just gives him a big grin and reaches down under the table to squeeze his cock through his jeans before they get up and leave the cafeteria. They meet and get naked at his house again and try some different actions. They start with a sixty-nine and eventually end fucking standing up in the shower, both more emotionally involved that ever. They continue to meet. His hands come out of the bandages after eight days, fine except a little stiff. They work fine in her vagina as he licks and sucks on her clit, getting her to orgasm even faster and more intense than earlier. They slowly soften and let him feel her body, her breasts, treat her even sexier than before and become an occasional instigator instead of just following her lead. Week after week, usually at his house in the hours between school letting out and his parents coming home they have non-stop sex. Twice they actually skip afternoon classes to have more time for sex together because they have an almost impossible time getting together on weekends when parents and siblings are all around. A half dozen times, out of desperation, she takes her panties off and he fucks her doggy style, standing and leaning against a wall, otherwise fully clothed, anywhere they can find two minutes alone, often just around the corner from people. Finally, after the Prom they rent a hotel room. He claims to his parents that he and a buddy are renting it as a place to crash after staying up late and she makes a similar claim to her parents but, in fact, they share the cost. They are finally naked and alone for hours and hours. She sucks him off, then he eats her to orgasm and after slides up over her and pushes his cock into her and they fuck until they both cum again. Then a shower together. Now, back on the bed, she's playing with his cock, getting it up and ready again. "You're the one I wanted to date, Bret," she says to him, leaning over his body, her hand slowly masturbating him. "You're a really good guy and I knew you'd treat me well and besides you're nice looking and have a really fit body." She leans down and kisses the head of his cock that she's still holding. "We got along together really good. I liked being with you." She licks up the side of his cock. "Then we started having sex and I found out how much I really liked you. You have the greatest cock. I love it." She puts her lips over the head and licks him, sucking the top couple inches into her mouth before moving off again. "I can't imagine anyone better at sex. I mean you even like to do me with your mouth and fingers. From what the girls say, that's a lot better than most." She sucks his cock into her mouth again, bobs up and down, using her lips to milk him while her tongue works on him inside her mouth. Her other hand is between her legs, working on her clit. She lifts free again and holds his cock and looks at it, smiling. Then she looks up at him and moves to straddle him, getting ready to take his cock up into her. "I really love this, I'll never get enough. Your cock is perfect." She slowly drops down, taking him up inside her. She moves her hips, feeling him move within her. "But we both have to admit that this is just high school sex. We're learning from each other. I'm certainly going to fuck someone else some time and so are you. We'll both go off to college in a couple months. And I don't think I can go without this for months at a time." She rides him, sliding her body, his cock moving in her. "I bet you can't either." She bounces up and down on him. "I really love being with you and I want to do this as often as possible for as long as possible." She slows her movements but continues to slide her pussy on his cock. "But we both have to know that at college, we'll need to do this with someone else." "We can still do this together when we're back here on holidays or whatever. But I need to go to college and grow up. Become someone all on my own. Like your Mom, who's a Mom and a wife but has a job and is her own person too, with friends and interests. Not like mine, who's just my Dad's wife with nothing beyond him and her kids and her house." She really bounces on him, her lust showing on her face. "Fuck, I love this. I really do. And if six or seven years from now if we both still feel this way, maybe we'll get married. But I can't commit to spend the rest of my life with someone right now. And I have to go away to college and I have to keep experiencing this as often as I possibly can." She leans over him, her breasts hanging loose in front of him, her hips moving. "Does any of this make sense? I mean, I really love being with you but I know it's going to change,. Can you handle that? You're always telling me you love me but I think it's really lust not love." With that she bounces and bounces and her insides grip him as she goes into orgasm and she falls forward to rest her body on top of him, his cock still in her. Bret puts his arms around her and rolls them over so that he's on top. He's still hard and he starts fucking, pulling out and pushing in. "Is there another guy you want to fuck?" "What? No," she says, looking up at him. "I'd be happy to fuck you forever. That's why I brought this up while I'm fucking you. I love doing this with you. But I think we both need to realize things change. I don't mean change right now. Have you ever looked at another girl and thought about doing it with her?" He continues to pump in and out of her, She wraps her legs up around him. "No. You and sex are all tied together for me. It's never entered my mind to be with anyone else." "I knew that," she says. "But you know there are a lot of girls at school that would like to experience sex with you." "And lots of guys that'd love to fuck sexy, beautiful Diane." "Really? Like who?" "Actually, I don't know. But I think everyone." She grins. He keeps pumping into her. "Maybe we should." she says. "What?" "Maybe we should think about it. I find another girl for you and you find another guy for me. Maybe we should try others and see if it's as good with them as it is with us." "How can I think with my erect cock in the sexiest girl in the world while she fucks me back with every stroke I make." She lifts her head to kiss him, using her hand to pull his head toward her. Then she lets go of him and puts a hand on each breast and starts playing with her nipples. Her legs are bent and on either side of him, her feet on the bed, helping her push back. "Fuck me hard, faster. Sit up and really bang me." He does and she makes grunts to match his movements and pulls on her nipples and starts moaning. When her insides start grasping him again, almost locking him inside her, he cums as she does. They end up holding each other tight, her legs up around him, kissing. "Diane," he says, "I don't know what might happen but I do know that I'm going to be like this with you as often as possible. We've got several more hours here and let's use them as best we can." He pulls out and rolls to the side, she jumps up and heads to the bathroom, telling him she needs to clean up. They end up taking a short nap. He's awakened by her sucking on his cock. He moves around to get them into a sixty-nine position and they arouse each other for several minutes until she pulls loose and moves around and sits on his cock, taking it up in her. This goes on and on until she lays atop him and they roll over and he starts pounding into her. Finally, they both climax and after fondling each other fall back asleep. He's again awakened by Diane, his cock completely inside her mouth, sucking and licking him. He sits up and she looks up at him, pulling her mouth loose ad grinning at him. He grabs her shoulders and bends her back,forcing her onto her back as he gets over her, between her legs and started pushing his way into her. "Yes, yes," she almost yells, "Fuck me. Fuck me. Hard." He does that, pounding into her as fast and hard as possible. He can feel her insides spasming, clamping on him, her juices coming out around his cock. He pulls out, jumps back and gets his face where his cock was a second before and starts licking and sucking. He gets almost her entire pussy in his mouth and sucks her fluids as she orgasms. He kisses his way up over her belly to her breasts. He uses his hands and mouth to almost maul one and then the other breast, licking and sucking, using his lips to pull on her nipples. Then sliding up slightly more he forces his cock back into her and starts moving his hips. She's almost screaming, unintelliglbe, moans and sighs and ughs, her body pushing her hips back at him, wanting everything that's happening to her. It's as if her orgasm never ends and goes on and on. He finally cums and she almost collapses, sprawled on the bed. They're both quiet, recovering from the urgent, hard sex. "That was really something," she finally almost murmurs. "It's going to take a little to recover. It was a great way to end our stay, though, wasn't it?" "Yeah," is all he manages to breath out. They later shower, dress and both head home. The next day at lunch time in the school cafeteria, she says, "I think Cheryl would be the right one." "Cheryl Holcomb, the library girl?" "Yes, I've been friends with her since first grade." "Would be right, well, uh, for me to have sex with you mean?" "Yeah. I talked with her last night. I described everything that might happen. She's not only willing, she's excited. Wants to." "Quiet Cheryl? She doesn't even date does she?" "Not often. But she'd like to. She's just too shy. But she's been horny for years. We've talked about it a lot. I told her about you and me and how I think we both need to try someone else. She's very anxious to have you lick her and I think maybe just as anxious to taste your big, lovely cock." "But Cheryl! She's probably the last one I'd ever think of. I mean she's actually sort of cute and looks like she probably has a nice body. But, I don't know. Gee." "You're not willing?" "No. Well, I mean yes. What I mean is I've never thought about it before. This is all a surprise." "I think you'd be doing her a favor. She's a virgin, wants to experience everything we have. She's shy enough, she even asked that I stay there and help her with everything." "So all three of us would be naked and you'd watch her suck me and then watch me lick her and fuck her." "Well, maybe I could do a little more than just watch. I figured we'd come with you after school." "Today?" "Yeah. I'd of been there anyway, we just add Cheryl. I'd like to see the two of you. I think it'd be very sexy, a big turn on. After, you can do me." He grins a little. "If there's anything left. Well, why not. This is awfully weird but if it's o.k. with both of you, why not." Cheryl is about Diane's size, 5'4" tall, perhaps weighs five or ten pounds more, has slightly sturdier legs, slightly more bust, dark hair, has always worn glasses. As the three of them leave the school she seems excited. "This is really going to happen?" "Yes," Diane says, "we all get naked and go on from there." "And you're naked, too, Bret? I get to see your penis?" "You're going to do more than see it," Diane says.' "I've been watching sex on the internet for years. I've wanted so much to actually do everything like those people. I think this is just so great. Oh, and I've been on the pill almost since I started having periods. I had problems and the pill got me regular. But of course, it also has another use, doesn't it? " In his bedroom, they all took their clothes off. Cheryl was naked first and watched the others. Two naked female bodies were enough to give Brett a full erection. "You have a gorgeous body, Cheryl," he said as he looked her over. And it was true. Large breasts, unusually large for her size, lead down to a small waist with just a hint of a bulge at her stomach and very shapely legs. As he says that, Diane takes hold of his cock. "Cheryl, feel this," she says. Cheryl had been staring at it since it first appeared and now eagerly grabs hold of it. "Bret, sit on the edge of the bed.," she then tells him. As he does, she kneels down next to him and kisses his cock. "See how delicious this is," she says to Cheryl; "Kiss it, lick it, taste it." She lets go. Cheryl does as asked. She kisses it, licks up and down on it. "Slide your hand back and forth, see how it feels," Diane adds. "O.k., get your lips around the head of it, use your tongue to lick it inside your mouth. Yes, like that. Slide your lips down, get more of it in your mouth. Yeah, like that. Use your fingers to move back and forth on what they can. Now, grip it with your lips and move back up on it. But don't let it go entirely. Yeah, now go back down again. Move your fingers ahead of your lips. Sort of jack him off with your fingers and your mouth. Lick and suck all the time. O.k., now just do that over and over and enjoy it, the way it feels." They both watch Cheryl give her first blow job. "O.k. pull loose for a minute." As she does, Diane gets her mouth around it and starts doing the same as she just instructed Cheryl to do. She goes up and down three times and then slowly lifts her mouth free, a string of saliva stretching between her mouth and his cock for a moment before breaking. "O.k., go ahead some more, I just wanted to taste him again for myself. I just love his cock." Cheryl goes at it again. "When he cums, he's going to shoot a big load in your mouth. If you can, just swallow it. If it's too much, just pull loose and let me take the rest. It's not the sweetest taste but it's the sexiest, I think." Cheryl goes after his cock with gusto, seems to like what she's doing. Bret says, "Im going to cum," and a second later Cheryl's head stops moving up and down and sort of jerks back a little. The first load is hitting her. Her eyes look around at Diane, she waves her hand with a beckoning motion. Diane leans forward and Cheryl pulls her head free and back, a string of cum connecting her to his cock and Diane shoves her lips right through it to suck his cock into her mouth. Young Love Cheryl watches and swallows. "I'm sorry Diane, I thought I could handle that but it was such a surprise and there was so much." Diane just keeps sucking his cock and sort of nods her head in response to Cheryl. She swallows several times and then slowly pulls her mouth up his cock, milking all she can out of it. She opens her mouth and drops it back down once more and grips it with her lips and comes up it again. "I really like doing that. I envy you, getting any of it at all. I could suck on him for hours if he would only last. But now, what comes next, you'll probably like even better. "She looks at Bret. "Your turn," she says. He gets up and reaches down to Cheryl. "Stand up," he ask s and she does. He puts his arms around her and holds her tightly against him and leans down and kisses her. He then guides her to the edge of the bed and has her sit as he kneels between her legs. He uses his hands to hold her breasts. "You have luscious breasts, Cheryl. Really bigger than most." He starts kissing and then licking each breast, then sucking nipples, then kisses down her stomach. He uses his hands to push her legs apart even more as he gets his face to her pussy. She has dark hair and fairly much of it, compared to Diane's blonde and relatively sparse hair. He uses his hands to push hair out of the way and partly pull her lips open at the same time and then leans in and gets his tongue to her. He licks up and down as she starts to moan and jerk a little. He gets his tongue into her vagina as far as he can, then licks up and down again and centers his tongue on her clit and licks back and forth. Her moans get a little louder. He slides a finger into her vagina and slides it back and forth, then pulls it out and slides two fingers in. He then gets his tongue back to her clit and starts flicking his tongue on it as he slides his fingers in and out. Her hips jerk, her sounds get more frequent. Her clit actually pops up more and he gets his lips to it and sucks on it, pulling it a little with his lips. Cheryl goes into a full, loud, active orgasm. Her hips jump around, her legs close on his head, she yells louder, he gets a flow of her juices. Through this, Diane watched for awhile and then knelt next to Bret and reached down to play with his cock and balls, trying to get him hard again. By the time Cheryl collapses back onto the bed after her orgasm, he's fully up. He leans back from Cheryl and Diane leans to him and kisses him, her tongue licking around tasting Cheryl's fluid on him. She then leans down and sucks his cock into her mouth. As the unofficial boss in this situation, she tells Cheryl to sit up and get off the bed and tells Bret to get on the bed on his back. She then guides Cheryl into straddling Bret, moving on her knees to get his cock aimed into her pussy. Cheryl then slowly lowers herself, taking Bret's cock inside her. "If you still have your hymen, like I did, it's going to hurt a lot for a moment. When it hits you, you just have to use your weight to force yourself down and once he's in you, the hurt will go away and it'll feel amazing." Cheryl looks at her almost questioning, but does as told and after a "Wow" and a hurt face, is sitting on Bret, his cock fully inside her. "Now, just move around a little and feel him in you and then start doing anything that feels good to you." After saying that, Diane climbs up onto the bed and straddles Bret, facing Cheryl, and sits on his face so he can start using his tongue on her. The two girls face each other, each having feelings of sexual ecstasy as they move their hips. Cheryl is feeling his cock inside her, Diane is aiming his tongue at parts of her, particularly her clit. "Go ahead and rise up and drop back down if that feels good, You've seen girls fucking like this on the 'net." she tells Cheryl. Bret gets his arms up next to Diane and his hands to her breasts and pulls on her nipples as he licks her clit and she cums first. She relaxes a moment on Bret's face and then climbs off and watches Cheryl fucking him. She reaches with a finger and starts massaging Cheryl's clit as she rises up and down, bouncing on Bret, and then Cheryl shrieks and has an orgasm. Bret, you're still hard, come around and get in me from the back," Diane says. Bret does that and as Diane leans on the bed, her arms outstretched, he pumps into. "When you want, Cheryl, get next to me and stand like I am. Bret can move back and forth, fucking me and then you and then me again." And that's what Bret does. He lasts and lasts, fucking Diane, moving a foot or so to the side and pushing into Cheryl and fucking on and on and then back to Diane. He moves back to Cheryl and leans over her as he pistons into her to reach around and diddle her clit until she has another orgasm. He then pulls out and moves back to Diane where he does the same, although he now cums before she does. They all lay, side by side on the bed, Bret in the middle, Both women have one hand on his thigh, fingers touching his now limp cock. "How was your first time, Cheryl?" Diane asks. "I loved it. It was even better than I hoped for. I was a little scared, not knowing for sure what might happen but it was perfect. How was it for you Bret?" "I'm really not sure. It wasn't bad, I don't mean that. But when Diane and I first started it all seemed so miraculous or something. Now, with two of you, it's different. Still very sexy. You have a good body and a tight vagina, Cheryl, and you taste good. I liked sex with you. Maybe you could trim your pubic hair, it gets in the way a little of eating you. But it was very good. I'm glad you liked it. But it isn't the same, it's just different some how. Different feelings, not quite as emotional or something." Diane chips in, "Cheryl, we need to find a guy for you. I think that's the problem. Sex may be better just between two people. I know people have group sex orgies but I agree, it isn't quite the same. Once it's just between you and a guy you like, I think you'll agree. But if we had another guy around right now, we could still be fucking instead of having Bret all fucked out on us and unable to do more." "I can do more, it will just take a little time to get back up again," he pipes in. "Well, I've loved it and I want to do it all over again," Cheryl says, "but right now I'm tired and sore and feel like I need a good bath, I'm all sticky down there. So I think I'll go home and leave you two to do whatever you want." Her fingers g rasp Bret's soft cock and pulls on it slightly as she sits up, leans over and kisses him. "Thank you. Thank you both." After she's gone, Diane asks, 'Well, how was it with another woman?" "You proved your point. Or I guess it was your point. A pussy is a pussy and they're all good. Or good enough that it's better than no sex at all. But it really isn't the same as just you and me. I know you don't want to say you love me and I'm willing to say I love you, but that enters into it. For better or worse I do love you. You're the one I really want. Maybe sliding my cock into any pussy has it's advantages over nothing at all but none of them are going to be quite what it is when I'm with you." He rolls over and kisses her and uses his hands on her breasts, then his mouth, then kisses his way down to get his mouth to her now very sticky pussy again and begins to lick her. "I'm a big mess down there, must taste horrible." But as she says that, she spreads her legs, inviting him to continue. "You'll never taste horrible. Besides, I don't do this just for the taste, I do this to turn you on so we can fuck and fuck and fuck." "Well, you're sure succeeding," she says as she reaches down to pull him up over her. He's soon between her legs again in missionary position, pushing his erect-again cock into her. They then fuck in varying positions for about a half hour, her cummming over and over and his finally cumming again. "I may have another guy for you to try," he tells her before she leaves to go home. "I have to talk to him and make sure he's willing to give you all the oral attention you need." "Well, whoever it is, let me know. And maybe I should just see him alone, without you. Maybe three is not the magic number." Several hours later, Bret Calls Diane. "I've got a guy for you. Anxious to lose his virginity. I went to his house and talked to him. I feel like a fool in a way, pimping my girl friend to someone else. But, I think he understands and is willing, more than that, wants to do everything we've ever done with each other. I can only hope he's not better than me so that I lose you." "But who?" is her reply. "Alex Guarovsky. The brain." "Alex! That's a surprise. But I guess Cheryl was a surprise to you." "Yeah, I've known Alex a long time. He's actually a much nicer guy that he seems, he's just bashful. In fact, maybe Cheryl and he would fit well. They're similar that way. I've seen him in the shower after gym classes and he has a decent body, I mean he's not grossly fat or too skinny or anything. But he is a virgin and he is shy so you'll probably have to do with him like you did with me and take charge and lead him along. But I suspect, you'd do that anyway." Cheryl laughed. "Yes, I guess that's the way I am, isn't it. Well, you seem to like it." "I do. Anyway, I told him he just needs to see you at school and you two can set up a time to get together." At school the next day, before the first class, Alex finds Diane. Alex is tall, maybe 6'2", relatively thin, dark hair, glasses. Sort of a long face, long nose. Not ugly at all but not the norm. "Uh, Diane, Bret talked to me last night and, uh, well . . . " "I know," Diane replies quickly, "Bret and I have been having sex and I love it and I suggested that we both need to try it with someone else to see hat it's all about, sort of. So, when can we get together and get naked for a hour or so?" "Well, my parents are working so I have the house all to myself. And this is a minimum day. So we could go there right after classes or whenever you want?" "No, today is fine. I've wanted to try this so I'd rather get right to it. Why don't we meet in front of the school after last class and I'll go with you." She then lets Bret know the arrangement and suggests that maybe he could see if Cheryl wanted to go to his place with him. In Alex's bedroom that afternoon, Diane starts by saying, "Well, we might as well get naked. It might be more sexy to slowly seduce each other and remove our clothes a little at a time but for what we have in mind, we might as well just get naked." While she's saying that, she starts unbuttoning her blouse, then carries through and is soon completely naked. Alex is slightly slower, watching but finally is also naked. "You're beautiful, Diane," he says. "I don't know why Bret is letting me be with you but you're the sexiest girl possible so I'm sure glad." She presses herself against him and puts her arms around him and they hold one another and kiss. "When I first starting thinking about sex and watching things on the 'net, I became captivated with penises. I mean, a good erect cock must be the sexiest thing in the world." As she's talking, she reaches down between them to take hold of his very erect cock. "So I'd just as soon start like I did with Bret and get at your cock," she tells him. She then kneels down. She's holding his cock and says, "You're longer than Bret, Not as big around but longer. Interesting. Maybe they're all a little different. Will feel a little different." With that she leans forward slightly and sticks out her tongue and licks the head, then turns her head and licks up and down the side. "Cocks are so sexy," she says just before putting her lips around the head of Alex's and starting to lick and suck as she takes more and more of it into her mouth. Soon she's really at it, sliding her lips back and forth on him, moving her hand ahead of her mouth, her other hand holding his balls and feeling them. She moves faster and faster, working on his cock and it doesn't take long and he starts shooting into her mouth. A lot but not more than Bret has on occasion. Tastes different, too. To her, sperm is never all that delicious, it's just sexy, and Alex's is the same. Different but similar. She sits back on her haunches and looks up at him. "Your turn, now. We need to kiss, then I want you to slowly kiss and suck your way down my body, being very nice to both my breasts and finally ending up at my vagina and clit. Can you do that?" She gets up and presses against him as he says, "I can sure try," as he puts his arms around her and they kiss. She then backs up some and sits on the edge of the bed and spreads her legs enough so that he can get between them. He kneels down and kisses her again. He then starts kissing her neck, her shoulders, gets to her breasts. "Treat them like you like them. Don't bruise them but don't be too scared and not touch them." He does fine, kissing, licking each one, fondling them with both hands, sucking on the nipples, then kissing her stomach, her belly button. She spreads even wider and leans back some, supporting her self on her elbows so she can watch him. He's paid attention on the 'net, she figures, because he kisses her thighs and works his way into her pussy. He pulls her open and licks up and down over and over, pushes his tongue into her vagina and moves his tongue around. He licks up to her clit and flicks his tongue on it. She's been moaning a little but moans a little faster and louder as he works on her clit. He then pushes a finger into her vagina as his tongue and lips go to work on her clit. She slowly works up to an orgasm, with moans and then little screams, her hips jumping and he gets a sticky face but keeps on working on her. Her legs are moving, her hips jumping a little, he keeps her in orgasm or else brings her quickly to a second one before pulling back and getting up and aiming his cock at her. She reaches to help aim him and he pushes into her. She's very juicy and very ready and he slides fully in, in one long stroke. He then uses his cock in her to push her body, putting his hands under her butt to lift her a little and slide her more onto the bed. He then begins to fuck her, sliding in and out. She's making noises, loud exhales on each of his thrusts, moans in between. She has her feet on the bed and uses them to push her hips back at him as he pushes into her. All in all, it's a terrific fuck for both of them. He's filling her in a different way than Bret but just as satisfying, just as arousing. She finally cums again and he can feel it because her insides grasp him. He stops. "We're not done, Alex. Fuck me some more or maybe if you'd rather we can change position and you can come at me doggie style, from the back." He pulls out and pats her ass, to get her to roll over and soon, she's on all fours and he's back into her. "This is so good, Alex, just fuck me and fuck me, I love it." She cums again but tells him, "Don't stop" and he continues to pump into her until finally he cums also. She collapses under him, which causes him to pull out and he rolls off to her side. She reaches down to her pussy and holds her whole mound as she tells him, "Everything's leaking out, I need to clean up." She gets off the bed and heads into the bathroom. He hollows her as she sits on the toilet and uses tissue to wipe herself, dropping it into the toilet and flushing. She then goes to the sink, takes a wash cloth, wets it and lifts a leg so she can wash herself and her thighs. "Maybe we shoudl take a shower," He suggests. They end up under running hot water, her soaping him with her bare hands, him doing the same to her. Buy the time they're finished washing each other and then drying each other, he's erect again. "Lay down on your back," she tells him and he does. She then straddles him, sitting her pussy on his face and leaning forward to get her hand and mouth to his cock. He's tall enough that he has to lift his upper body, using his arms as props, to get his mouth to her pussy as she sucks on his cock. They continue with this for a couple minutes and she pulls loose and almost jumps around to sit her pussy on his erection and take it up into her. She starts bouncing on him. "Alex, this is all so sexy, you have a great cock." He reaches to her and starts rubbing her clit with a finger as she moves up and down on him. "let me try this,' she says and she leans forward, almost resting on him, but keeps her hips moving so that she's now sliding back and forth on him, his cock inside her and her clit rubbing against hs body. He moves his hands up to get one to each breast. She lifts her upper body just enough to let him get at her breasts and continues to fuck him. She's grunting and moaning and gets into another orgasm and collapses on him, his cock still in her. "Move your legs so you can get on your knees" he says. He then sits up, her now sitting on his lap. He slowly moves one leg to get his foot back under him and lifts slightly, using one arm against the wall to balance. He then gets his other foot back under his leg and slowly starts to stand up, his cock still inside her. Once erect, she wraps her legs around him and he takes a step forward to press her back against the wall and starts fucking her all over. He uses his legs for leverage and pushes her whole body up, then lets her drop some, then up again, her whole body riding on his cock as a fulcrum, her back against the wall helping support them. She'd actually done this before with Bret and she loves it. She cums again after several minutes and he has not yet. He wraps his arms around her and carries her, almost staggering, back into the bedroom where he manages to plop them both onto the bed in a position where he can continue to fuck her. He now starts pushing harder and faster, working himself into a minor frenzy. It gets her aroused, too, and soon they're both yelling and moaning and fucking like animals and he finally cums and cums and shoots into her. Laying next to one another, resting and breathing, she finally says, "Alex, that was great. Treat every girl like that and you'll have them all loving you. Do you know Cheryl Holcomb?" He admits that he certainly does, she was very nice. "Well, go talk to her and tell her Diane asked you to and don't be shy, let her know you want to do with her what you've done with Diane. She'll know what you mean. I think you two would make a great match. You'd certainly have smart babies." She left Alex's and went to Bret's on her way home. She sees Cheryl leaving. "Hey, Cheryl," she calls. Cheryl stops and turns. "Hi, Diane, I was just with Bret." "Well, I was just with Alex Guarovsky. I told him to talk to you. I want Bret back and you can have Alex. He's every bit as good as Bret. I think you two would match well." She then went into Bret's. "Bret, how was it with Cheryl?" "Diane, gee I didn't expect you. Cheryl? It was fine. I think she's decided she really likes being sexually active." "As good as me?" "Technically maybe but no one will ever be as good as you as far as I'm concerned. How was Alex?" "Actually he was pretty good. I told him to contact Cheryl and I told her about it just now, out front. I think they'd make a good couple." "Was he as good as me?" She giggles a little. "You know, I thiunk it's not possible to avoid some romantic feelings when you're having sex. I mean, an orgasm is about as major an emotion as you can get. So, yeah, sex with Alex was good. But I've had to change my thoughts a little. Maybe nobody is ever going to be as good as you, at least as far as I'm concerned. Do you think there's some way we can both go to the same college and maybe work out a way to be room mates?" With that she bends down and gets her lips around his cock and starts taking it in, licking and sucking and loving it. Young Love As usual, all participants are eighteen or older. * Lola was a big girl. She stood six foot three and weighed one eighty or so. She wasn't drop-dead gorgeous. Her tits were on the small side but her hips flared way out. She wasn't a fat ass, she just had big hips. Herman was a senior in high school when he met her. Most kids were scared by her size but Herman was seven foot three. He was the center on the basketball team. Girls weighed heavily on his mind. He knew he would have a good college basketball experience and he might even get to the NBA but he couldn't get a date with any of the high school sweeties. This was pretty perplexing to him. One day his coach asked him,"Why don't you have a girl friend?" "I don't know coach. None of the girls will date me. I can't figure it out. I know I'm not exactly Adonis, but I'm not home made mud either. I wish I knew." Herman, like Lola, was a little on the ugly side but that wasn't his problem. The coach did a little investigation and then told him, "Herman, the reason the girls won't date you is because they all believe you have a giant cock to go along with that giant frame. They're afraid of you." "That's not true coach! Mine's only seven and a half inches long. It's smaller than most of my team mates' dicks." Herman's shoulders slumped as he realized that the only way to prove he didn't have massive genitals was to show them to the girls and he wasn't about to do that. Coming out of the library one day and not paying attention to where he was going he ran right into Lola, knocking her on her butt. "Watch where you're going, you big moron!" Lola shouted at him. "Damn! I'm so sorry. I wasn't watching and I am so sorry for running you down." Herman pled with her. He reached down, grabbed her by her armpits and hoisted her to her feet. Lola didn't know anybody who could lift her, much less so easily and casually. She was shocked. Herman said, "Let me make it up to you. I'll take you to Johnny's café after school and buy you whatever you want." Now that Lola was standing, she realized how big Herman actually was. For once, she had to look way, way up to see a boy's face. Granted, it wasn't the face of a movies star, but then Lola knew that she wasn't exactly Heather Locklear either. "You don't have to do that. I wasn't really watching either," she chuckled. "I really want to go with you after school. Come on. I won't hurt you." "Well, okay, if you really want to," she stammered. Lola had never had a date. She had been groped at some sporting functions, but that was about it. Suddenly she was nervous about meeting a boy after school Right after the final bell they met at the appointed place. Herman smiled at her, took her hand in his and led her to Johnny's. They had to sit at a table because Herman didn't fit in a booth. Herman looked across the table and into her eyes. She was looking back at him. Their hands met across the table as the waitress approached. She left them a couple of menus and went back to the kitchen. "What'll you have?" Herman asked her. "I'll just have a burger, some fries, and a coke," she replied. Herman summoned the waitress and ordered her sandwich for her. He had two double cheeseburgers, onion rings, fries and a chocolate milk shake. "Coach wants me to put on some weight so I won't get pushed around in the paint," he explained. "Why? What do you weigh now?" she asked. "Two forty. They want me to get to at least two eighty. I don't know why. Nobody pushes me around very much anyway, but they are the coaches and they know best." "Well I think you are just fine right now." "Would you consider going on a real date with me?" Herman asked hopefully. Lola was so excited she almost peed. "Yes, yes of course I'll go out with you! Nobody ever asked me out before!" Herman smiled and squeezed her hand. "Let's go to the park after we finish here," he suggested. "Okay," she readily agreed. She had never been to the park with a boy either. As they left the café, Herman grabbed her hand in his extra large paw. She smiled and squeezed his fingers. Herman walked her to a park bench near the lake and sat down beside her. He had to bend over to get his arm around her shoulders. "This won't get it," he said, "Why don't you sit on my lap?" "Well alright but don't hurt me," she replied demurely. When she sat on his lap Herman felt his cock start to rise right under her butt and knew he had made a mistake. Too late now! He just knew she would slap him and run home. Instead, she giggled and wriggled her butt on his hardon. "Some of my slutty friends told me about this but this is the first time I ever felt it," she whispered, "I like it!" "I like it too," replied Herman. He tilted her head up and kissed her lips. She responded by returning his kiss but since neither of them had done it before; they knew nothing of tongue kissing. They just pressed their lips together and were happy. "Would you consider being my steady girlfriend?" Herman asked nervously. "Oh, yes of course. I've never had a boyfriend. This could be fun." "I'll get you a ring tomorrow so it'll be official. Don't worry about a thing. This is great! I've never had a girlfriend and I'm dying to see what it's like." She snuggled into his neck. "Oh, Herman, this is so right! Wait'll I tell mama!" "I guess I'll have to meet your folks. I hope they like me." "Are you kidding? Daddy's a big basketball fan. I'm sure they'll like you." She wiggled around on Herman's cock, giggling and chattering. Herman was absolutely fascinated by her. She was so soft and she smelled so good. He put his hand on her tummy and rubbed it. She tried to scoot his hand up to her breast, but he wouldn't do it. "This is our first time together. We need to know each other better before we start anything heavy," he explained. "Oh god! You must think I'm such a slut," she sobbed, sure she had blown it. "No, I know you're not a slut. You just don't have any experience. Neither do I. We'll learn together," Herman replied. A tear rolled down her cheek and Herman licked it off. "Oh Herman! That was so sexy! Are you sure you're not a playboy in disguise?" Herman laughed out loud at the proposition. "Boy, you couldn't be further from the truth. I don't know anything about girls, only what I've read in magazines." "Mom and dad will be expecting me soon, so we better go," she said. "Okay, I'll walk you home." "You don't have to do that." "It'll be good exercise. Besides, I need to know where you live." "Okay honey. Is it all right if I call you honey?" They strolled along hand in hand to her house. She opened the door and invited him in. "Mama! Come see what I've got!" she yelled as she entered the house. Her mother entered from the sewing room, took one look and yelled, "Fred! Get in here!" Her father came out of the den. He was about six foot five and must have weighed close to three hundred pounds. Her mother was six feet tall and weighed around one forty. "Mama, daddy, this is my new boyfriend, Herman Edwards," she beamed. Herman stuck out his hand and Fred shook it. Lola and Emmy went to the kitchen while Fred escorted Herman into the living room. "So, you're the center on the basketball team huh? What do you have planned for my little girl?" "Well sir, we haven't made any plans. I just met your daughter today and I really like her. I already asked her to go steady with me." "You're not one of those playboy types are you?" growled Fred. "Oh no sir! I have never had a girlfriend before. Your daughter is the first one to volunteer to go out with me." "Hmmm, well at least you are into sports. I know that the high school team is going to the state tournament in about three weeks. How do you think you'll do?" "We should do pretty good sir. We have one of the strongest ball teams this school has ever seen. I'll be disappointed if we don't win the state championship." "You kids will be graduating soon. Where are you going to college?" "I haven't decided yet, but it'll have to be somewhere that Lola likes and I haven't discussed it with her." "You must have some idea though?" "Well sir, I've been scouted by a dozen teams but the one I like best is UCLA. I hope Lola likes it." "You seem to be awfully attached to my daughter. You did say you just met her today, didn't you?" "Yes sir, but I usually make up my mind pretty fast about important things and your daughter is important to me." "I kind of like you, son but I'm telling you, don't hurt my daughter." Fred had no fat on his body. He looked like he could lift a car. "No sir! I might do something she doesn't like because I don't have any experience with girls but I would never allow her to be hurt." The girls returned to the living room. Fred and Lola went to the kitchen. Emmy sat in a chair and looked at Herman. "Herman, my daughter is a virgin. I want her to be a virgin when she gets married. Do you understand?" "Yes maam. But we are both really inexperienced. I don't think we even know how to kiss the right way. I would never take advantage of Lola." "You've got a lot to learn," Emmy chuckled, "Just don't learn too much too fast." "Yes maam. We won't have that much time anyway what with the state championship coming and all. I really like Lola. I would never hurt her." Herman accepted the offered soda and all four of them chatted for half an hour or so. He excused himself and left for home. Lola went to the bathroom. "Well Emmy, what do you think?" Fred asked. "Did you see the way she looked at him? They'll be breeding like bunnies before the fourth of July." "I'm afraid you're right. Better get her some birth control pills right away," Fred agreed. Herman and Lola were both straight "A" students and both received academic scholarships to UCLA. Herman was offered an athletic scholarship but he turned it down. He did accept an invitation to join the basketball team. The state tournament concluded and, as expected, Herman's team won the championship and he was voted MVP. A couple of pro scouts talked to him but he was set on a college degree. "Talk to me in four years," he told them. "What are we gonna do this summer?" Lola asked. "Well part of it will be taken up by basketball. The rest of the time we can do whatever we want," he replied. Lola was worried about the time between high school graduation and the start of college. She decided to talk to her mom about it. "Mama what are we gonna do this summer? I don't want to waste it. I want to spend the whole summer with Herman." "Go ahead. You are eighteen now. You can do what you want." "Yeah, well I know that. I don't want to get Herman in trouble with daddy. On the other hand, I don't think I can make it through the summer as a virgin." She had expected her mother to get upset at this revelation. Her mother just chuckled and hugged her. "Oh, honey, nobody expects you to tough it out all summer. I saw the way you looked at Herman. I told your daddy that you two would be breeding like bunnies by the fourth of July. All he said was 'Get some birth control pills'. You're only young once. We'll go to the doctor this week and get you some pills. I know you don't want the burden of a baby through college. Just be careful. In college the girls will be on him like a pack of wolves. They'll know he is gonna be a star some day. Treat him right and don't get upset by the actions of other people." "Mama, I love him. Do you think he will want to marry me? I'm not exactly your trophy wife." "If he loves you none of that will matter. Find out how he feels about you. Use your good judgment." "I don't have any judgment when I'm with him. I just get weak." "Don't worry about that. Just go to him and love him and let love run its course." Lola pondered the discussion with her mother. It sounded like she had been given permission to sleep with Herman. The longer she thought about it, the more certain she was. Now she had to see if she could get Herman to confess his love for her. Herman dated her almost continuously for the next three weeks. He realized he was in love with her but he didn't know how to tell her. One Friday they went to the movies. Herman was in the habit of kissing her every chance he got. As long as she was in his arms he felt good. The next Saturday he took her to the beach. They spread out their blanket and rolled over under the umbrella. He took her in his arms. "I'm gonna try something my team mates told me about," Herman said. "What is that?' she asked. "Well, when I kiss you, and I'm going to kiss you, open your mouth a little." "Are you sure about this? They're not playing some kind of joke on you are they?" "I don't think so. Let's try it." She opened her mouth a little and Herman pressed himself to her. His mouth opened and his tongue slithered into her mouth. She was shocked. She didn't know what to do so she tried pushing his tongue back with her tongue. Soon he was sucking on her tongue and she was loving it. They played with each other. When they broke the kiss, she looked at him and said, "Wow! That was so hot. That must be a French kiss!" Herman lay panting on the blanket. "Let's do it again," He said. She hovered over him and then stuck her tongue into his mouth. She let herself explore every square inch of him. Then she felt him sucking on her. She was breathing hard and so was he. "I want to do that all the time!" he exclaimed. "It is so nice," she answered. She could feel herself getting wet between the legs. "I love you Herman," she ventured. "I love you too Lola." She squealed and hugged him tighter. "What are we gonna do about it?" she asked. "Well, let's get married," Herman answered. "Are you asking me to marry you?" she whispered. "Well, yeah. That's what people do when they're in love. I want you for my wife. I want to love you and hold you for my very own." "Of course I'll marry you. I don't know what you see in a plain girl like me but I don't care. I do want to marry you." "You are not plain! You are beautiful. I don't run with plain women. You are the most beautiful woman in the world. Don't ever say you're plain." "Okay, okay, don't get upset. Now that we're engaged, I think we should try some new things." "Like what?" "Well, you could feel me up." "But we're right out here on the beach!" "Look around you. Is anybody else getting felt up?" "Well, yeah." "Just stick your hand under my bikini top and squeeze me a little." Herman felt her soft breast for the first time. He also felt her hand clamp onto his cock through his swim suit. Then she slid her hands down the front of the suit and grabbed his bare cock. It started rising. She giggled. "If we weren't out here on the beach, I'd kiss it," she said. "Maybe we should get away from the beach," he replied. "Where can we go? We're too big for the car." "How about I take you home? Mom and dad are gone for the weekend. It'll be just the two of us." "That's a good idea. Let's go!" They packed their beach equipment into the car and headed for his place. She kept a death grip on his cock all the way home. They jumped out of the car and raced up the front steps. Herman opened the door and picked her up. He carried her into the living room. Kicking the door shut he hugged her tightly into him and they started another French kiss. By the time they broke the kiss they were both puffing and panting. "I love you Herman," she breathed into his mouth. "Let's go to my room," he answered. Herman had a big custom made bed. Lola looked at it and giggled. "So this is where I lose it," she sighed, "Things couldn't be better!" "Well, what do we do first?" Herman asked. "Getting naked would be my guess," she answered. Herman took her bikini top off and gazed at her breasts. He had never seen real, live titties before. "Oh, they're beautiful," he remarked. He peeled her bottoms off and just stared at her almost bare pussy. He knew he would worship it forever. He reached out and gently squeezed it. Lola giggled. "Your turn!" she happily announced. She stripped his suit from him. His cock popped up and slapped his belly. Lola grabbed it and kissed it. "It's so pretty and not at all like the idiots in my class think it is. They think you've got an elephant cock. This is perfect, especially that big purple knob on the end. I love it!" He pulled her down on the bed beside him. He squeezed her tits and thumbed her nipples eliciting a sharp gasp. He felt her hands as they explored his nuts and squeezed them gently. "We're gonna have so much fun!" she exclaimed. "Kiss me, you big brute. I want to feel your power!" "Too late! You've got all my power. I am your slave. Command me!" Herman gasped. She crawled down his body and kissed his cock again. She enveloped the big purple head in her mouth and sucked hard. "Oh god, you're killing me," moaned Herman. "Don't ever stop!" He lifted her by her hips and brought her pussy down to his eager mouth. It was wet with her excitement. He licked the moisture off and then licked her entire slit. He felt the little bud at the top so he licked it too. Her hips slammed into his mouth and he heard her scream around his shaft. "Let's do it now!" she cried. He dragged her up on the bed and rolled on top of her. Her legs opened for him. His cock edged toward her hungry pussy. "This is gonna hurt you," he said. "Well, it won't kill me. Make me a woman. Do it now!" Herman plunged through her maidenhead and buried himself deep within her. She squeaked a little when her cherry popped but there was no everlasting pain like she had thought there would be. She could feel Herman's cock throbbing in her quivering pussy. It felt good and right and natural. "You've got to promise to fuck me every day," she squealed. "Yes maam!" he replied as he started his love dance within her. He thrust into her. She returned his thrusts. He looked into her eyes. They were as deep as the ocean and reflected her love for him. Faster and faster he pumped her. "Fuck me hard Herman. Don't stop! I need all of you." "I'll be doing this as long as we live. Oh god, Lola, I love you so much!" Lola could feel their love juices running down the crack of her ass. She started to tremble. There was no control left in her. Dancing under Herman like a marionette, she came and came and came. Her pussy clamped down on Herman's cock, sucking the semen out of him. He straightened out over her. His toes curled and his fists grabbed the sheet. He was in another world as his climax reached maximum intensity. When he came he was all the way in her, next to her center. "Uh, uh, uh, Herman I can feel your cum shooting into me!" she squealed. "It's not mine anymore; it's yours, my gift to you. One day, it'll make us a baby." Herman collapsed on top of her. She loved the feeling of his weight on her. She could feel his sweat draining onto her. What a feeling! Her man, on top of her, pumping her full of juice! Her newly acquired cum felt all warm and squishy inside her. So this is what all the excitement was about. Herman's big, strong arms embraced her as he took his weight from her. He rolled to one side with his cock still in her. "Don't take it out Herman. It is where it belongs. I want it in me all the time." "I'll do my best but we have to get a hamburger every now and then." "Oh Herman, don't be so practical. Be romantic. Tell me how you feel." "I've never felt this way before. Maybe I will leave it in you all the time. You're so soft and tight and wet. I could fuck you forever!" "Mmmm, that's more like it," she hummed. "Maybe later you can cum in my mouth. I want to see what it tastes like." Young Love "You've got a deal. But first, I need to cum in you again." As Herman's cock gained stature, he started stroking Lola. She wriggled around him and soon they were screwing each other to death. Faster, faster, deeper, deeper, his cock plunged into her sweet pussy repeatedly until she started to whimper. "Oh, yes honey! Do me hard! Cum deep in me! Give me my juice!" Herman felt her pussy shake around him. His cock swelled up a little. The head felt like it was going to burst. With a final mighty plunge, he froze deep within her and quivered as he shot her full again. He kissed her again and she rammed her tongue into his mouth. When they broke the kiss, she giggled, "We were fully connected at both ends! I just love this so much!" "We cannot delay getting married," declared Herman, "I want to do this all the time." "How can we get married so quickly?" she puzzled. "Las Vegas is just five hours up the road. We'll do it this week. Tell your folks. They might want to be there." "I can't wait. Let's go see them now!" Lola excitedly chattered. As soon as they walked through the door, Lola's mother knew her daughter was now a woman. "Well, how was it?" she asked Lola with a knowing smile. "How did you know mama?" "You have that freshly screwed after glow. I guess you have some news for us." "Herman wants to marry me right away. We're going to Las Vegas and we want you and daddy to come along!" "Somehow, I'm not surprised. When are we leaving?" "Herman wants to go tomorrow. He's already made hotel reservations." "That's kind of sudden isn't it?" "We can't wait mama." "Was it that good? " "I never suspected that anything could be that wonderful. We don't want to stop. I love him mama and he loves me. Why wait?" "Fred," she yelled, "Come here!" Fred stepped into the living room. He looked at Herman and then at his daughter. "When's the wedding?" he asked. "Tomorrow!" they chorused. "We're going to Las Vegas and we want you and mama to come along." "You just can't wait, can you?" "No sir. You have already guessed that your daughter and I have tasted the sweet fruit of love. We can't wait!" "I didn't think you two would last all summer. We'll be happy to go with you but we can't stay very long. I've got work to do." "Thank you sir. Now I've got to go tell my parents." Herman and Lola strolled out the door toward Herman's house. He knew there would be no problem. Young love is like that. Young Love the Best Way Possible Walking down the hallway of this small town high school is starting to get to me. All these boys the same, country boys with their sun bleached, dirt stained jeans, mud caked cowboy boots even though they've only dreamed of being cowboys, and the dip can rings in their back pockets. Except for one boy who really stood out to me. Long black hair, chin peppered with small black and red airs, tight red jeans held up with a rainbow car seat belt, a different band shirt every day and always a monster in hand. Me being the kind of girl that doesn't belong in the rural life I've been thrown into. I'm a bit of a city girl. I like the hustle and bustle on all the people the loud music that pulsates through your body. Seeing this boy walk down the hall makes my blood boil, my heart skip a beat, and my stomach knot. This boy happens to be my boyfriend, until the end of senior year. He's now my fiance, and hen things got interesting. We spent so much time together our sexual tension was tough. Every hot kiss got closer and closer to us being together. It was the first week of June and I had just moved and my new room was in the basement. No one was home but me and the dog. I hear my phone vibrate on my bed, then i see a flash of light from the glass block window. I slowly walk up the stairs to see a red jeep sitting in the driveway. His face was at the door, my heart jumped. I ran toward the door, threw it open and jumped into his arms and we spun around. We walked inside and straight down to the basement. He sat down on my bed, and leaned back against the cold white concrete wall. I was in the middle of cleaning up the mess we had from the move, and what i really need now is a break. I hopped on my bed, sitting cross legged directly in front of him. I leaned over and kissed him, a long passionate kiss. Our eyes shut, lips pressed together. I lean further over, our bodies pressed against each other, our hearts beating as one. His hands on the small of my back, my hands running through his hair and along over his cheeks, down to his chest. He reaches under the back of my shirt. His strong, warm hands feel amazing on my back. I climb up so I'm straddling his lap. He slowly pulls my shirt off over my head. I start kissing his neck, just lightly pecking his collar bone and shoulders. His long fingers undo my purple lace bra, it comes falling off between us. My bare chest now exposed. He puts his hands all over my 38DDDs, nipples hard and perky against his hands. I take my hands down and pull off his shirt to expose his smooth chest. I press myself against him. The room starts to heat up, and so do we. He uses his strength to force me over. He begins to kiss my neck, he knows me to well. I squirm under him, his ands on my hips. He slides off my shorts, His hands move to my stomach. He is kissing my inner thighs. He slides his hands down, rumbaing on my shaven pussy. He lightly rubs down my slit and back up. He pulls my lips apart and blows ever so lightly on my clit. My body tenses up, I sigh with pleasure. My hands rumbaing my chest, feeling my erect nipples. HIs tongue flicks my clit and I moan softly. My pussy soaking wet, begging to be pleased. He keeps flicking my clit with his tongue. He starts to rub his fingers over my pussy. He slides one finger into me, my back arches and i squeeze down on my chest. He slowly starts finger fucking me while he flicks my clit. My breathing gets heavy and uneven. i moan loud, screaming his name in extacy. My warm pussy juice getting all over his face. He comes up to kiss me. I hold him close. I push him down on his back and now it's time for me to please him. My hands start at his sides while I start to kiss his chest then his stomach. I get down to his pants and unzip them with my teeth. I pull them off and see his 9 inch dick staring me in the face. I blow on the had of his dick lightly just to see him twitch. I put my hands on his hips and wiggle my fingers back and forth. He squirms under me. I take his dick into my mouth, running my double pierced tongue around it. I take my hand lightly rubbing and squeezing on his ball sack, I can feel his dick swell in my mouth. I press down with my lips and let my hand drop. I grab his shaft and start rubbing all over his dick. I flick the tip of his dick with my tongue tasting his sweet pre cum. I squeeze his ball sack again and tighten my lips. He moans loud and thrust his hips as he unloads into my mouth. I lookout him after he gets done so he can watch me swallow. I lick his dick clean and goto kiss him and he pulls me close to him. He rolls me over and says for me to get ready to be pleasured even more than before. He climbs on top of me and begins to rub all ore my chest. I can feel his dick beginning to get hard again. my pussy is getting wet thinking about him being in me. He pinches my nipples and watches me quorum. He takes my breast into his mouth flicking my nipple with his tongue, making it hard not to get turned on. He rubs his dick on the outside of my wet pussy teasing me with it. He slides is rock hard dick into me slowly at first making me want more. Slowly moving in and out finally pounding in to me with all his might. I moan loudly and scream his name. As he thrusts his dick hard in to me. I moan even louder. I can feel myself tensing up around him. His dick growing inside me. He begins to thrust even harder, squeezing my chest and pinching my nipples with every thrust. He presses down hard on my chest as his huge dick unloads inside me. I can feel his warm cum filling me up. With one last thrust he brings me to another amazing orgasm. My heart still beating fast, I reach up and kiss him. He lays down on top of me and continues to kiss me until we both fall off to seep in each others arms. Young Love With Marilynn When you get older, your outlook towards things changes. My daughter, Marilynn, introduced me to a side of life that I was completely unaware of. Now, less than a month later, I have more things to tell you about. Marilynn, Steve, and I have been living in what could only be described as a sexual paradise. At any time, if one of the three of us are in the mood for sex, either or both of the other two can be persuaded to help out. I have had more sex over the past month than I had through the entire 18 years that I was married to Angie. I am not saying that sex was lacking in my marriage, Angie and I had sex on the average of three times a week throughout that entire time. No, I wasn't lacking, but since my daughter and her friend, Steve, showed me the active lifestyle that I had been missing, we have sex on an average of three times a day! Enter Marilynn's friend, Danni. Danni is a very cute, brown haired, green eyed, small breasted young lady that has been a friend of Marilynn since they were in the fifth grade. Monday afternoon, while Steve and Marilynn were at classes at the local collage, there was a knock at the front door. I answered it and it was Danni. I told her that Marilynn wasn't home, and I would let my daughter know that she stopped by. "That's o.k., Mr. Swanson, I can wait for her to get home if that is o.k. with you?" She smiled very wide and I couldn't help but remember her as the little girl with braces on her teeth that she used to be. "I have wanted to get a chance to get to know you better anyway!" "Sure, you are more than welcome to stay. Come on in!" I said as I swung my arm wide to motion her in. "Can I get you something to drink?" "Not yet." Danni replied with a sexy smile that had me wondering what she was thinking. "Maybe after we have had time to visit a while." We sat in the living room and started talking about all kinds of stuff, from the weather to how her family was doing to how well she was doing at her job. We chatted for about a half hour before she caught me off guard by asking me if I thought that she was pretty. I told her that yes, I thought that she was a very pretty young girl. She stood up and slowly turned around in place and asked if she had a nice body. I again confirmed that she did. She sat down and leaned closer to me as if she wanted to tell me a secret. I leaned towards her and waited. After a moment, she asked me if I could hear people talking in Marilynn's room from my bedroom. I told her that I didn't think that I could. She laughed and said that was probably a very good thing, considering some of the things that had happened in Marilynn's room when she had spent the night in my house. I asked her what she meant, and she smiled that sexy smile again and said that she would tell me, but only if I could handle it! I assured her that I wouldn't tell anyone. Danni laughed again, and told me that she didn't say I couldn't tell anyone, but that I had to be able to handle it! I looked at her questioning and said that I was sure that I could handle it. She stood up and removed her t-shirt and denim shorts and sat across from me in her metallic gold bikini. I decided that, although not as well endowed as Marilynn, Danni had very nice sized breasts and her hips flared a little wider than Marilynn's, but she still was blessed with a very sexy young form. Then Danni began telling me things about when she would spend the night. She told me about how they would talk about boys, and sex. I told her that I kind of figured that. Danni smiled at me and related to me that they would talk about me, and how they both wanted to try sexual things with me! Then how, eventually, they would get worked up and end up making out with each other and using there fingers and tongues on each other. Danni was going into much more detail and I was getting very excited. I could feel my cock growing and straining against my shorts. I interupted Danni and asked her if she wanted that drink now! Danni surprised me by reaching over to rub my cock through the denim fabric of my shorts and smiling at me! Then she dropped in front of me and started unbuttoning and unzipping my shorts. I protested and tried to stop her, telling her that I was old enough to be her father. She laughed out loud and said that she knew that, and that is exactly what she wanted. Danni reached back and removed her bikini top and went back to pulling my cock out of its hiding place. "Daddy, can I kiss it?" She asked as she began stroking my hardness. "I need someone to show me how to do it right! All the boys that I date can't show me, so will you?" I had lost all chance of telling this lovely young woman to stop. Instead, I lifted my hips and pushed my shorts down and put my hand on the back of her head. Pushing lightly on her head I felt my cock slide between her soft lips. After a few moments, Danni was capable of taking almost all of my cock into her mouth and down her throat. She wasn't better than my daughter, but different. Soon she had me thrusting up into her warm mouth. I pushed up on her shoulders so that she would stop sucking me. She looked almost hurt that I had made her stop. "It's o.k., baby, Daddy just wants to make you feel good too!" I pulled her to me and began sucking and kissing her nipples. Then I moved my mouth to hers and began kissing her deeply, running my tongue around hers. She wiggled a little as she slid her bottoms down and kicked them off. I looked at her pussy, she had very fine and sparse hair down there, and I couldn't wait to taste her. Pushing her back until she was laying on the floor, I kissed and licked my way down her young form until I reached her pubic hair. I then pushed her legs apart, and began licking from her cute puckered ass hole all the way up across her wet pussy and up to her hard button of her clit. I licked back and forth across her clit, until she was screaming under my oral assault. Sliding back up her body, kissing her breasts, I entered her. I could feel her sex opening and taking my throbbing meat inside. I began kissing her as I slowly thrusted in and out of her. I could feel my balls tightening with the impending release of my cum, but I continued to go as slow as possible, trying to make this last. Throughout the entire time, between our kisses, Danni would say things like "oh Daddy" and "yes, Daddy fuck your little girl" and "Daddy, cum on my belly, so I can see how much you love me", with every time that she would call me Daddy, I would get even closer to cumming. Then I was there, I couldn't hold back any more, I began thrusting very hard and fast and Danni stopped kissing me, stopped talking and just went rigid and started wailing! I could tell that she was cumming very hard because I could feel her juices start flowing even heavier. I couldn't hold out for very long after that and I pulled out as the first shot of my climax escaped me and hit her pussy, the next few shots made a trail up her body and across her flat tummy. Then came the applause! First one, then two, and then more people clapping in applause at Danni and my performance. I opened my eyes, and saw that there were six people standing around in my living room watching us! Marilynn, Steve, Steve's cousin Kim, and three others that I didn't recognize, two women and one other guy were all clapping and Marilynn was smiling and beaming with pride! Marilynn came over and kissed me deeply on the lips and then leaned down to kiss Danni, who was still breathing hard and covered in sweat. Within minutes, I had been introduced to Beth, Teri, and Mike, all friends of Marilynn from collage. After a short rest and a glass of wine, Marilynn decided that we should all have a great big orgy! But that, as they say, is another story!