Roger quickly climbed out of the tub then helped Tracy out. He toweled them both off then removed the towel from her cast. Once he threw the towels into the hamper, he turned to face her. He hadn't climaxed yet and his stiff rod proved it. Tracy had been sitting on the toilet. Almost instinctively, she reached for his stiff member.

"Have you... um... has a girl... um... ever put your um... thing?... in her mouth?" Tracy stuttered.

"If you mean has a girl given me a blow job, then yeah," he chuckled.

"I've never done that. Could I try on you?" she asked softly.

"If you want too," Roger answered not knowing exactly what to say.

Tracy leaned forward and Roger moved closer. Tentatively she touched her tongue to the head of his cock. After "tasting" his cock a few times she looked up at his face. "Should I swallow your stuff?"

"You don't have too," he told her.

"Do other girls?" she questioned.

"Some do and some don't," he answered.

Tracy thought for a moment. During conversations with other girls, a few had told her they had swallowed but most wouldn't even consider it. She wondered what it would be like. "I'll try but don't be mad if I don't, OK?" Without waiting for an answer, she brought her mouth to his cock. Her lips parted and for the first time she had a boy's cock in her mouth.

A groan came from deep within as his cock was encased in her warm, wet mouth. An arm went around his hips and a hand touched his ass. His hands headed down to pull her closer but he remembered reading somewhere that girls didn't like that so he stopped. He didn't want to do anything that would make her stop. He needed relief and he needed it now.

Roger jumped as Tracy's teeth cut into him slightly. "Hey!" he blurted.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to. I've never done this before," Tracy blushed.

"It's OK. Just be careful with your teeth. You're doing fine," he consoled.

"You sure?" she questioned.

"Yeah, it really feels good," Roger smiled.

Regaining her confidence Tracy took his prick in her mouth again, this time being more careful. She could taste a slight saltiness. His cock was bigger than most things she had put in her mouth and her jaw was straining to open far enough. Suddenly something squirted into her mouth. He was cuming!

Without thinking she swallowed only to have her mouth fill again. Once more she swallowed. His cum was filling her faster than she could empty her mouth and some began to leak out. Fearing she was going to choke Tracy jerked her head up away from the erupting rod. Cum dribbled from her mouth as his cock shot another load hitting her in the chest.

His orgasm only lasted a short time more but it was enough to leave droplets of cum of her chest and a drool down to her chin. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "Did I do OK?" she asked looking at Roger.

It took him a moment to recover and her words to sink into his brain. "Yeah," he smiled. Noticing his cum on her chest he picked up a washcloth and began to wipe her off.

Having him cum and the excitement of successfully giving her first blow job had started a fire in Tracy again. She could feel the wetness in her pussy again She took the washcloth from him and dropped it in the tub. "Take me to bed now?" she mumbled.

Effortlessly he lifted the still nude girl and carried her into her bedroom. Gently he laid her on the bed and for a moment just looked at her. She was no longer the little girl he grew up with. The years of athletics had toned every muscle and she had become a very desirable young woman. His cock began to stir and then he remembered she was his lifelong friend and also only fourteen years old even though her body didn't look it.

Reluctantly he turned away and went to her dresser. "Which drawer are your nightgowns in?" he asked.

Tracy too had been looking at Roger. He had always been bigger that she was but it now wasn't just his size impressing her. Her "big brother" was also a boy. She noticed for the first time how handsome he was. She also noticed the treasures he had between his legs. Even limp his prick was a thing of beauty to her. As he turned away from her, she noticed his muscular ass. The vision of his nudeness had put her into an almost trance like state. It took a while for his words to penetrate her cluttered mind. "Rog, I want you to take me to bed, not get me a nightgown," she answered, not really realizing what was coming from her mouth.

"Tracy, you don't have too," Roger stated as he turned to face her. "I know you're still a virgin. It's a big step, you know..."

"I know..." she said softly. "It's what I want."

Roger walked toward the bed as his cock grew. "Shit!" He blurted. "I guess I'd better get a condom. It's in my wallet, which is in my pants, which are still in the bathroom."

"Wait!" Tracy called out as he started to turn to leave. A disappointed look came over his face as he turned back to her. "You won't need one. I kinda had some problems a few months ago and the doctor put me on the pill to fix them," she blushed.

Roger smiled as he looked at Tracy. She scooted over giving him room and he sat down. For a moment he just admired her beauty. He then leaned down and kissed her. It was the first time he actually did that. Unlike kissing a sister though, this was like the girlfriend he had been searching for. "Lay down with me?" Tracy asked softly.

As Roger lay down next to her, Tracy spread her legs. "I'm ready," she whispered.

"No, not yet," Roger answered. Tracy disappointedly looked at him. "This is your first time. I want it to be special for you, not just a spread your legs and get it thing," he explained.

Tracy blushed at her quickness. "Sorry," she muttered.

"You don't have to be sorry about anything. You know... I've always liked you and thought you were special, but now it's different..." Roger told her, trying to find the words to tell her just how much she meant to him.

"Rog, shut up and kiss me," Tracy smiled. He needed no more encouragement. The couple passionately kissed as Roger's hand gently explored her body. Soft moans came from her between kisses. Eventually his caresses centered on her pussy.

Tracy's breath sucked in when Roger finally allowed his hand to go between her legs. When she had tried to hide from every other boy she wanted him to have... caress... take. At first he gently moved his hand around barely touching her. As her passions grew, her hips began to move, pushing her slit up to meet his hand. A low, guttural moan came from deep within her as his finger slipped inside. Slowly he finger fucked her until she was almost boiling over. "Now..." she moaned.

Roger rolled over between her outstretched legs. Instinctively her hips pushed up against him sandwiching his hard rod between his stomach and her pussy. Tracy reached down to grab the hard tool and aim it towards her wet tunnel. Roger stopped her by grasping her wrist. "Don't rush, just enjoy it," he whispered, and then kissed her again.

Tracy had never been so aroused in her life. Her nipples were so hard they were stabbing into his chest like two blunt knives. Her hips would not stay still. Roger's hips were moving two. As her hips lifted, his ground into them, mashing her ass into the mattress. As their lips pressed together, he leaned a little, allowing his hand to get to her breast. He alternated between gently rolling her nipple so pinching it. The combination of the two sensations were driving her mad.

Tracy was panting by the time Roger lifted his hips and his hand went down, guiding his prick to her entrance. Tracy held her breath knowing she would feel pain but wanting him at the same time. Her hips stopped moving as she waited.

Slowly Roger let his hips lower, pushing his spear into Tracy. Her breath hissed through her teeth as she felt him slip inside. As nice as he felt, he also frightened her. A boy's cock was going into her. First her body screamed, "Yes!", wanting more of the desirous pleasure the cock was giving her and her mind screamed, "No!", not wanting to be overwhelmed. Her mind then screamed, "Yes!", desiring release from the pent up passions, and her body screamed, "No!", fearing the invader.

Slowly Roger pushed in until he felt her blockage. He kissed her passionately holding his hips still. As the kiss ended, he whispered, "Ready?"

Tracy couldn't answer. She wanted him as much as she ever wanted anything. Still, she was filled with fear. Not being able to speak, she nodded. Roger kissed her again. She then felt his cock pull out of her some. Suddenly he pushed forward again but didn't stop this time. "Ow!" Tracy yelped as she felt her innards rip. Roger sank in to the hilt and stopped moving.

Tracy's mind was spinning. She had known it would hurt when she gave up her virginity but now that knowledge was reality. Her pussy was on fire, not with passion but like something was burning it. Part of her wanted him to pull out and part of her wanted him to stay in. Before she could decide which she wanted more, the burn began to fade.

"You OK?" Roger asked noticing a tear run down her cheek.

The pleasure of a man finally won over in Tracy's mind. "Yeah," she smiled. Again she held her breath waiting for more hurt as Roger began to move. No more came and the pleasure of being filled overtook her.

Roger's pace quickened. Tracy became more excited as Roger began to show his excitement. His nostrils flared with each breath. He grunted each time he pushed deep into her belly. It had hurt when she was pierced but the pleasure she was now feeling made the slight pain insignificant.

Roger made the same noise as he had done just before he had cum before and pushed into her hard jamming her ass into the mattress. Tracy knew his cum was spurting into her. She was now complete. Roger's smooth strokes had now transformed into jagged thrusts. Suddenly he collapsed on top of her. Her arm went around him and she held him. His cock was still buried deep within her.

The two laid motionless for a few minutes. Even though his full weight was on her, Tracy wasn't aware of something heavy on her. His warmth felt nice. She listened as his breathing slowed. Without warning, Roger lifted, pulling his spent member from her. Tracy winced at the short but sharp pain of his exit.

"Did I hurt you?" Roger asked.

It had hurt but it was a small price to pay. "No, I'm fine," she lied. She could feel his cum seeping out of her pussy and down her ass. "Could you get me a towel?" she asked.

Roger went to the bathroom and quickly returned, handing her the towel. As she wiped the pinkish cum from between her legs, Roger went to her dresser.

"You'd better put this on, " he said as he handed her a nightgown. "I don't think you want my mother finding you nude when she comes in tomorrow morning." He turned to leave the room.

"Where you goin'?" Tracy asked.

Roger stopped, turned to face her, and answered, "I gotta get dressed too. Besides, you need to get some sleep."

A smile formed on her face as she tossed the nightgown aside. "It's still early, Rog. Besides, I wanna do it again!"