Jen couldn't wait for her parents to go to bed the following night. She lay restlessly in her bed and listened to her parents retiring. Silence fell upon the house. After allowing what she thought was ample time for her parents to fall asleep, Jen quietly stole out of her room and listened at their door. She could hear their slow, steady breathing signaling they were sleeping. She went back to her room, pulled her panties off, and was out the window.

Quietly she made her way to the tree behind Rick's house. She stood for a moment studying the house. It was dark but she knew Rick was watching. She couldn't see him but she could feel his stare. Grabbing the hem of her nightgown, she pulled it over her head and placed it on the ground. She was now nude.

The night was cool but Jen's sexual fire kept her warm. She remained motionless, just standing there. Her pussy was burning and wet. Not being able to take the sexual pressure, she sat down on her nightgown and spread her knees as wide as she could. Slowly and seductively she ran her hands around her erect nipples. Even she was surprised at how hard they were. She wondered what Rick thought of them. She hoped he liked them.

After playing with her tits for a while, she dropped both hands to her crotch. Carefully but firmly she grabbed her puffy lips. A smile came over her face as she parted the lips showing off the entrance to her tunnel. She felt so wicked, so naughty, so evil, so excited. She could feel her natural lubrication drooling out of her gaping slit.

Not being able to hold back any longer, she plunged a finger into her tunnel. She gasped as it sank deeply into her. She leaned back until her back hit the ground and then raised her knees and spread them to their limit. In her mind, she could feel Rick's gaze burning deeply into her fuck hole. She pulled her finger out, circled it around her stiff clit, and then plunged it back into her now sopping cunt. As she repeated the motion over and over, she had to bite her lip to keep from crying out.

Her climax hit so hard it would have knocked her over had she not been on the ground already. She could feel her juices flowing freely over her hand. Her eyes closed as she rode the crest of orgasm. Her hips were in constant motion slamming her ass again and again into the earth beneath her.

After what seemed like forever, her climax ended. Jen remained laying down as her body recovered. Her chest was heaving. Finally her strength returned enough so she could sit up again. She leaned on her arms for support but kept her legs splayed. A light came on in the house.

Jen watched the lit window intently. Rick finally appeared. This time he was completely nude. His cock was pointing to the ceiling. Slowly he opened up his screen. Once opened, he stood back up and grabbed the stiff rod between his legs. Jen could see his face contorting as he started stroking the throbbing erection. The cool night breezes sent chills into her pussy as they gently blew across her wetness.

Rick's strokes increased in speed. Jen sat up and brought her hands to her pussy. She again spread her lips even though she knew Rick couldn't see her now. She had to be as exposed as she possibly could. Her eyes remained glued on his rock hard cock. Jen heard Rick grunt as a stream of cum shot from his cock, out the window, and to the ground. It was the first time she had ever seen a boy cum.

Jen stared in awe as spurt after spurt of cum erupted from Rick's cock. Finally he released his member. He stood motionless in the window. Jen could see his cock still twitching although nothing was coming out now. After what seemed like hours, Rick turned away from the window. His light went out and the house was once again dark.

Jen was now satisfied. Her burning desire had been temporarily extinguished and a chill came over her. She stood, picked up her nightgown, and put it on. Suddenly the night felt cold to her. She took one last look at the house then turned and ran to her window. Jen quickly climbed in, pulled on a pair of panties, and sank into her bed. She was tired now and sexually satisfied. Something she had never felt before. She fell asleep with a smile on her face.

The next day proved uneventful. Rick didn't talk to her but rather sat with his brother on the rides both to and from school. It was like the previous night had never happened. That night, however, Jen again went out her window and the same scenario was replayed. The second night she again repeated the excursion with the same results.

On the third night, Jen again went out her window as before. She again walked to her tree. The noise of a screen opening made her stop. In the bright moonlight, she saw Rick walking across the yard toward her. She wanted to run away but her feet wouldn't move. She stood like a statue and watched with terror as he approached her. He stopped a mere five feet from her. He was dressed only in his underpants. He said nothing and made no motion other than to sit down on the ground.

As frightened as Jen was, she couldn't leave. She stood and looked at Rick for a while. He sat before her motionless and expressionless but his eyes remained locked on her. Jen's entire body was trembling. Her arms were visibly shaking as she reached for the hem of her nightgown. Slowly she lifted it and pulled it over her head dropping it to the ground. Her arms fell back to her sides and she stood nude in front of Rick. She was more scared than she had ever been in her entire life.

Jen could feel her knees becoming weak. She couldn't stand any longer. She sat down on her nightgown and pulled her knees to her chest. Rick still hadn't moved. All Jen could do was stare. Her body continued to shake. Rick slowly stood up. Jen looked up at him but made no other movement. She could see the bulge in his underwear. Her mouth gaped as he slowly pushed the underwear to the ground and stepped out of them. His cock was so stiff, it hardly moved.

It was then Jen noticed something in his hand. He tore open a package dropping the wrapping to the ground. Fear gripped her even tighter as she watched him roll a condom over his raging hard on. Once it was in place, he stared into her eyes. She could see his lust. Slowly he walked over to her and looked down at her. She stared up at his face.

Rick knelt down and touched her shoulders. His touch made her shudder. She was both terrified and excited by his touch. He applied a slight pressure and pushed her onto her back. Her mouth opened but no sound came out. His hands moved from her shoulders to her knees, which were still up but tightly closed. With a slow but steady pressure, he pushed them apart.

Jen was paralyzed with fear. She lay there, legs spread, as Rick moved between them. She knew what he was going to do but couldn't do anything to stop him. Supporting himself with his arms, he glided down until he was laying on her. She could feel his chest crushing her tits to her chest. She was gasping for breath now. His hips lifted slightly and she felt something at her entrance. Rick's hips lowered a little and Jen felt her pussy lips part. Her mind was panicking but her body wouldn't move beyond its shaking. Rick lowered a little more and Jen felt him sink into her.

Suddenly she felt him hit something deep within her. He didn't push forward nor did he retreat, but just stayed as deep as he was. His eyes stared into hers. She wanted to say something, anything, but couldn't speak. It was then when he pulled out slightly and pushed back into her with force.

Jen felt as though a knife had just been plunged into her virgin pussy. A soft cry escaped from her mouth. Tears formed in her eyes. Her pussy burned. Rick remained still for a moment. As the burning started to fade, Rick finally spoke. "It's OK. It's over now." Emotions ran through Jen. She had never even kissed a boy and now there was a cock buried deeply within her belly. She was being fucked!

After a few more minutes, Rick started to move. Jen let out a whimper expecting more pain but none came. Instead she felt pleasure. She could feel his prick gliding easily in and out of her pussy. Her body stopped shaking as beads of sweat started forming on her forehead. As if they had a mind of their own, her hips began to move in rhythm with his. Her lungs sucked in air in gasping breaths. Her vocal cords were finally working. There were no words, though. Only soft, throaty groans coming out.

Above her, Rick's breathing was coming faster. Jen picked her hands up from the ground and found his ass. She could feel his buttocks flexing as his cock pumped into her. His cock felt like it was almost reaching her belly button only from the inside. Her head was spinning. Suddenly he pushed into her harder than he had before and grunted. She could feel his cock pulsating. She knew the condom was being filled with his cum.

Her own climax distracted her from his. Shock waves seemed to be being produced by her pussy and traveling to every cell in her body. She pushed against him. She had climaxed before but never like this. Her head thrashed as waves of pleasure washed over her. Rick collapsed onto her. His weight pushed the air from her lungs. She gasped for air. She could still feel his cock in her pussy but it was no longer moving. Her body relaxed as all the tension within her dissipated. She lay there, a cock still impaling her, and basked in her afterglow.

Rick moved above her. She winced as his cock pulled out. Slowly he stood above her. Her legs remained open. She looked at his cock, which was now drooping. The condom, now filled with his cum, hung loosely. He reached down with one hand and pulled the condom off. His cock glistened in the moonlight. The condom fell from his hand and landed beside her.

Without saying anything, Rick walked to his underwear, picked them up, and walked toward the house. Jen watched him as he climbed back into the window and disappeared into the darkness. For a while, she just lay there. The event which had just ended seemed almost imaginary. The soreness of her pussy told her it had happened, though. She sat up and stared at the house. Her mind went blank.

Jen had no idea how long she had been sitting there when her mind cleared. She picked up the condom and held it in front of her face. Its contents were still warm. She squeezed the latex watching the cum slide around inside. Carefully she knotted the open end. She looked once again at it, then stood and stared once again at the house. There was no movement, no light, nothing.

She stooped and picked up her nightgown. Slowly she pulled it over her head being careful not to drop the condom which her hand held. She turned and walked back to her house. As she lifted her leg to climb into her window she felt the soreness in her pussy. She stood in the center of her room and wondered. It had hurt to get fucked but she enjoyed it. Her foggy mind couldn't understand that. She looked at the condom still tightly grasped in her hand. Where was she going to put it. Her jewelry box caught her eye. She walked to her bureau, opened the box and took out the key. The condom fell from her hand into the small box. She closed the led and turned the key locking it. She carried the key to her pocketbook and dropped it in.

Gingerly she climbed into her bed. She was sore, tired, and satisfied. It was now time to sleep.