Storiesonline.net ------- Sherrie Baby by Ken Randall Copyright© 2011 by Ken Randall ------- Description: A young man discovers his best friend's little sister has the hots for him. She's a shy, petite, and very cute baby-faced teen with an ass that makes him crazy. But she's his best friend's sister, and big brother is protective. But late one night while big brother is asleep, she shows him just how badly she wants him too, and just how long she's been waiting to prove it. Codes: mf rom 1st oral ------- ------- Chapter 1: The Awakening Sleeping over at Danny's was always fun. We'd stay up watching movies until his parents were snoring loudly in the bedroom upstairs. Then we'd goof around playing cards and drinking pop. Danny's little sister Sherrie was always there too, not talking much, just staring, listening, sitting around on that cute little butt of hers, or lying on her tummy waving that butt slowly back and forth in front of me. She didn't like me teasing her, but she sure made it easy. "Nice wiggle there, Sherrie Baby. Keep moving that thing around like that and you're gonna have all the little boys in your class following you like lost puppy dogs." "Shut up," she replied, watching Danny leap over a boulder and slash a bad guy in half on the game he was playing. "Your daddy still spank that thing when you're a bad little girl, Sherrie Baby? It seems like it would be a hard target to miss." "Shut up!" "But you probably like a good spanking now and then, don't ya, Sherrie Baby? Just wiggle out of those diapers, er, panties and get yer cute little ass paddled pink. That would get you hot, wouldn't it?" "Shut UP!" she said, spinning around and glaring at me. But there was a fire in her eyes that wasn't entirely anger. I'd been staring at her ass the whole time and had finally given it a little nudge with my toe, behind Danny's back. It jiggled beautifully. This apparently set her off. She pointed at me in wordless warning and lay down again. She was lying with her legs parted, far too widely to be accidental. She made teasing her so easy. A few moments later I lifted my toe again and poked it right into the crotch of her jeans, nudging against her pussy itself. It was soft and damp down there, even through the thick denim. I still remember it to this day. She must have been soaked. Too bad she wasn't wearing a miniskirt that time. Sherrie jumped up instantly, picked up an empty pop can and threw it at me. Then she stormed off up the stairs, and slammed the basement door. The walls rattled from the bang. "Yer an asshole," Danny said, grinning at the TV screen. "She loves it." "Probably. She'll be back again in five more minutes." "Maybe less." Sure enough, she came back again a few minutes later, sitting quietly again until the next round of teasing started up. She was wearing pyjamas with little half-peeled bananas all over there. Like I said, too easy. "Yer wearing yer dick jammies now," I said, smirking at her. "They're not dicks, they're bananas. You're the one who's a dick." "That's why you love me so much, Sherrie Baby. You just love dick, don'tcha?" "Shut up..." That was how our Saturday nights had always gone, since we were kids. Lately though, she had blossomed into a nubile young hottie and our teasing had turned into secret subtle flirting. She was 15. Danny and I were 17. We called her Sherrie Baby, after the song, and she hated it. She did look sort of babyish though. She was a petite little blue-eyed blond with a pouting little mouth, and a cute little blush that made her look way more innocent than she really was. She had a baby face that could have let her pass for 11 or 12, and she hated it. She had a body that was beyond her years though. Her butt was particularly sweet. She wore a lot of tight clothes and make-up to hide her youthful looks, and this made us tease her all the more. She was a hottie though, and I think she knew I thought so, in spite of my treacherous taunting. She caught me looking at her below the waist for too long a few times, and a few times I caught her showing off her assets down there. She'd purposely drop something on the floor in front of her and bend over for too long when she knew I was looking, letting her skirts ride up a little too high, giving me a glimpse of her panty-covered butt. Stuff like that. She loved the attention I gave her. I think this is why she always hung out with us even though she hated the teasing. All girls love attention. And she looked awesome in her dick jammies too. I wanted to eat her up. But I kept it cool. "Of course they look like bananas to you. You don't even know what a dick looks like. You're just a baby girl. So cute." She flashed me an angry glare, but she was blushing fiery red. "I do too know what a dick looks like. They're long and pointy and stupid looking, just like you!" "You've never seen a guy's dick," Danny said, "What are talking about?" Danny said, not looking away from his game. "I have so. Lots of times," Sherrie answered, flashing a not-so-innocent glance at me. "Name one guy whose dick you've actually seen with you own eyes," Danny challenged her. She was about to speak but just smirked and said "never mind". Then she left. A moment later she came back. "I forgot my CD booklet." She strode right up to me and bent at the waist to get it. My eyes fixed onto her smoothly curved backside and I had a sudden urge to reach out a grab it. I resisted though. Danny was sitting right there. Instead I gave her a playful little poke in the thigh with my forefinger where Danny couldn't see. She gave me a knowing look, glanced down at the bulge in my pants, smirked smugly to herself, and left the room. "Cute kid," I said, and wandered into the bathroom to jerk a quick load out of my excited meat. That look had gotten to me. I hadn't seen it in months, but it still got to me. I had been spending the night just like always and a whole bottle of Coke was dumped on my head while roughhousing with Danny. So I went to take a shower. Unfortunately there were no towels in the upstairs bathroom so I had to sneak naked down the hall and duck into Danny's room soaking wet to look for a towel in there. Once inside I closed the door behind me and spun around. There was Sherrie laying across Danny's bed with a magazine in front of her, looking at my full frontal nudity with her big blue eyes wide open in shock. We stood in awkward silence for a few moments before she finally tore her eyes away and made a pretence of girlish modesty. "Heya, Sherrie Baby. Whatcha doin' in here?" "Reading." "Um, okay. Why in here?" "That's where the magazine is." "Oh." The thought occurred to me to cover myself, but at the last instant I changed my mind. I had teased her to death about being a sweet innocent virgin and I wanted to see her reaction to this new situation. So I just stood in front of her with my dick hanging in the breeze and she kept looking up at it, and away again, pretending to be "so embarrassed", yet she made no move to leave. "Any idea where I can find a towel?" "I don't know. In the closet?" Her eyes were locked on my dick. Her face was a hot pink flush. She turned a page in the magazine and forced herself to look down at it, mocking a phoney yawn, bored and disinterested. Her hot blush gave her away completely though, and her wandering eyes. She was wearing her dick jammies and they clung to the curve of her butt like a second skin. Yummy. Suddenly I wanted some of them bananas. "Um, can you get it for me? I don't wanna go back out there like this." "I'm not your slave." "What if Danny walks in and sees me like this?" "He's gone out to the store to get more pop." "How long's he been gone?" "He just left before you got out of the shower." She glanced back up at my dick, which was now angling upward, hardening from the excitement. My clothes were in the washing machine, and without a towel, I was completely bare, balls and all. "Fine," I said. "I'll just sit here naked then." I moved over and sat beside her on the bed. She turned the other way, her blush dipping from hot pink to a deeper red. "So you've finally seen a guy naked. I guess I can't tease you about being a little baby anymore." "You still will," she said, turning over a page and peeking at my dick again. I leaned back and dropped down onto my elbows on the bed. Now my erection was standing straight up in front of her. "Yeah, probably. Now I can tease you about that cute little blush you've got on, and how you can't seem to take your eyes off it." "Can too," she said, dropping her gaze to the magazine. "For how long though?" "As long as I want." "I don't see you getting up and leaving." "Why should I? I was here first." She read a half a page without looking up. I took my dick and started stroking it, trying to get a reaction out of her. She looked up, and stared for an entire minute, apparently hypnotized by my slowly stroking hand moving up and down the length of my dick. I got the idea she was watching for me to start spurting cum, but I was a long way off from that. "You wanna try?" "As if." "Why not?" "I don't wanna." "Baby." "Shut up." "You wouldn't even know what to do with a dick, even if you were brave enough to touch it." "Shut up!" "You're just an innocent little girl deep down inside. You know you are. You always will be, Sherrie Baby." She buried her face in the pillow beside my leg. I reached out and poked her in the thigh with my forefinger, as though prompting her to do something. At that she turned toward me with a sudden renewed boldness, and looked directly at my hard-on inches from her face. She gave it a flick with the back of her hand. "There! I just gave you a hand job," she said, and she got up and strode out of the room. "Next time I want a blowjob, Sherrie Baby!" I called after her. "You wish!" That was the story behind the poke in the thigh and the sneaky little look she had given me. Ever since that night there was this secret dynamic between us. Our stabs and jabs began to have subtle suggestions between the lines, and there was always a look in her eye of seeing more of me than was outwardly shown. I had never told Danny about it. He would probably have beaten the crap out of me. He was pretty protective of his sister when the situation got beyond mere teasing. So I kept up the facade of pretending to tease her like a little girl, though in my heart I felt more and more excited by her every time I saw her. In my fantasies however, she always came back again. "Fine then! You want a blow job? I'll give you a fuckin' blowjob!" And she would drop to her knees, wrap those pouting little lips of hers around the end of my dick and start bobbing away. Hmmm. Yummy. Then I would bend her over, slid her dick jammies down and guide my cock into her tight little- "Ah god, that's nice!" I whispered hotly, pumping away at her, watching her backside jiggle. And she'd fuck me back, bouncing and grinding and giving me her all until- "Ah! I'm gonna come!" "Yes, give it to me! Gimmie it all!" I came hard, gasping silently at the pleasure of Sherrie's sweet slippery pussy, and poured out my streaming load inside her. When I opened my eyes though, the bed was gone, she was gone, and there was only a Kleenex and my right hand. I was in Danny's bathroom, alone. I washed my hands, flushed the Kleenex, and sighed into the mirror. "Someday, Sherrie Baby. No more teasing." Then I went back out to join Danny, but he was shutting down the game and heading up to bed. "We got practice tomorrow. We better crash." "Yeah, I'm pretty beat." "I bet you are, jerk off. In the bathroom for ten freakin' minutes." He chuckled and headed up the stairs. Danny headed to his room, and I went to sleep on the hide-a-bed in the basement. It was pitch black down there once the lights were out. You couldn't even see your hand in front of your face. I passed out almost immediately, dressed only in my undies, daydreaming about those sweet, pouting lips and little pink tongue. ------- I woke up a while later with a mouth on my cock. "Wha- huh... ? Ahh..." I thought it was a dream at first, as two hands felt their way around the foot of the bed and slid up my leg. I vaguely remember a warm, soft female body stretching out beside me and asking me if I was awake. I thought I'd responded but I wasn't sure if I really had, or merely dreamt I had. The next thing I knew a smooth and cool hand was sliding down my belly and into my underwear. These nice little fingers were wrapped around my cock and were slowly stroking me to hardness. Then my underwear was tugged down a bit and I felt gentle kisses winding a trail down to my belly button. All of the sudden my cock was inside a warm, wet, beautiful little mouth with sweet pouting lips and a slippery little tongue. I felt that little tongue swirling sensuously around me and I cried out. That's when I realized it was actually real and not a dream, and I woke up. "Oh, god ... That's so nice!" I whispered hotly in the dark. At that point I wasn't even certain who it was since it was pitch black, but after a few moments I knew it could only be Sherrie. I heard the soft breath from her nose, and this cute little sighing sound she made gave her away. Her sucking little mouth released my cock for a moment and spoke. "I'm sick and tired of being teased. I wanted to show you once and for all that I'm not just a little girl. I'm a real woman..." She moved down the bed to bring her face down level with my manhood as she spoke. I smiled in the dark and felt my underwear being tugged down my legs. Then they came off and were tossed away into the dark. Her hand slid up my thigh again and wrapped around the base of my shaft, pumping it up and down a few times. It felt so good! "So I'm gonna do you like you've never been done before, and you're gonna shut up about me being a baby from now on. Got it?" "Yes, ma'am!" "Here goes." "Okay." "I'm gonna do it." (Stroke, stroke, stroke... ) "So do it." "You ready?" (Tug, tug, tug... ) "Yeah!" "Kay. Here I go." (Jerk, jerk, jerk... ) "Okay." "You sure you're ready?" "Come on, Sherrie! Of course I'm- AH, fuck! Oh my god!" My cock was suddenly surrounded once again by the swirling pleasures of her hot slippery little mouth and tongue, and whatever I'd been about to say died instantly in my throat. She giggled at my surprise and went on giving me head. Now it was her teasing me it seemed. My hands slid down to caress her lovely little head. She wasn't sucking hard or fast, her motions were not fancy, she was no expert at it or anything, but what skills she did have were more than adequate for a horny young guy like me. In fact, it was my first blow-job as well. Though I talked big to her in front of Danny, I was in fact a virgin at the time. My only experience with sex had been reading a few magazines here and there, and peeking in on my older cousin screwing her boyfriend in my dad's bedroom when she was supposed to be baby sitting me. That had been years ago. Now all of the sudden I was getting my first blow-job, and it was sweet! She gripped me in her wet slippery mouth with a steady suction and bobbed gently up and down on me. One of her hands braced against my thigh, and the other was on the bed beside my hip. I panted and gasped in the dark, lovingly tousling her hair. Oh her mouth! Her delicious little mouth, wrapped so snugly around the end of my cock, moving back and forth on me with such gentle little motions it made my head spin with desire. I could hear the wet sucking noises her mouth made, and her soft sighing in the dark, and all else was the ecstasy of her sweetly sucking mouth. Then she stopped, took a couple of short panting breaths and stroked me with her hand. "Uhg. This is hard." "What do you mean?" "It's big. My jaw is getting tired. I'm trying not to get my teeth on it. It's hard." "Don't stop. It'll be over soon enough." "Are you gonna come in my mouth?" "Can I?" "Yeah, if you want. Where else are you gonna do it?" "Are you sure?" "If you start that baby shit again, I'll leave right now. Just come in my fuckin' mouth and shut up about it already." "If you insist." Then she was sucking my cock again, only faster now, with an edge of anger and determination in her motions. And she was moaning a bit too, trying desperately to prove she was not a little baby once and for all. I was convinced. "Tha fee-oh goog?" she asked with her mouth full of cock. "My doim ih wigh?" "That feels wonderful, Sherrie. Please don't stop. It's so beautiful!" She resumed, going faster, sucking harder, giving it more tongue. If I hadn't jerked off earlier that night, I never would have lasted that long. I was so glad I had. Every little motion she made was pure heaven, and it lasted almost fifteen minutes. Finally she brought up her little hands and started jerking me and playing with my balls as well. It was all over as soon as she did that. Every muscle in my body tensed up and I erupted into her mouth with a soft grunt, clutching her adorable little head in my trembling hands. Her nasal breathing quickened as I squirted the first jet of hot, sticky cum into her mouth. She pulled away slightly at the shock of it, and I thrust upward spasmodically, trying instinctively to get deeper back inside the source of the pleasure. I pulled her head down onto me again, desperately begging her not to stop with gasps and whimpers of agonized delight. She hesitantly continued her oral massage on my throbbing cock as I gushed out my orgasm to completion. More and more cum flooded up into her virginal mouth and finally she could take no more. She coughed and I felt the thick liquid spill down my shaft and onto my balls. It had become too much for her and she pulled away to gag. I meanwhile was drifting away into a dreamy teenage bliss. I felt like I was floating three feet above the bed. I was all gooey inside, and tingly, and all I could do was softly stroke her hair with unspeakable gratitude. My heart was pounding and I released each breath with a contented sigh as I wound down from the heights of pleasure she had brought me to. "Are you ok?" I asked finally. She nodded in the dark and I felt her cheek bump into the shaft of my cock a couple times. It was wet and slimy with my male release. She cleared her throat quietly and poked me in the thigh with her forefinger. "How was it?" she asked. "Beautiful," I said. "You ever done that before?" She wiped her mouth on the edge of the bed sheet and wriggled up to lay beside me. "Nope," she replied cutely. "That's why I wanna know if I was any good." "You were beautiful," I sighed. I reached out found her hand in the dark and placed it back on my cock. It was hot and throbbing, wet and sticky in the cool air of the basement. "Feel that?" I asked. "Look what you've done to me." She squeezed and stroked my cock lovingly as we talked. Her little voice was right beside my ear now and it made me shiver in the dark. "You have no idea how long I've been trying to work up the nerve to do that," she said "Really?" "Ever since you first started sleeping over here. I've been sneaking down here at night and just watching you sleep, dreaming of sucking and fucking you one day, just like the chicks at school talk about by the back doors." "Wow!" I said. All this time I thought it had started that night I walked in on her in Danny's room. "One time I even felt you up in your sleep. After that I couldn't stand it anymore. The next weekend I worked out a plan to actually get a real look at you naked. It was me who dumped the Coke on your head that time so that you would have to shower. I took all the towels out of the bathroom while you were in there and waited in Danny's room 'cause I knew you'd go in there. I even sent him out to the store for more Coke while you were in the shower. It was a perfect plan, and it worked." "Way to go." "I was gonna try n' fuck you that night too, go all the way once and for all, but I chickened out. I came so close to whipping them dick jammies down and just letting you take me right there on my brother's bed. But when I saw your cock, and it got hard, I chickened right out, terrified about that thing trying to fit inside me. But I came so close to just going for it when you sat down right in front of me. If you only knew..." "Holy shit!" "But seeing you naked that night and not doing anything about it only made things worse. After that I went nuts over you. You were all I could think about everyday and I couldn't get your gorgeous body out of my mind. I was determined to find some way to fuck you. I even went on the pill to make sure I'd be ready when it happened. It's been so long since then and I've been working on a plan to get you alone down here ever since." "Really?" I wanted to keep her talking; her gentle little stroking on my cock while she talked was so nice, plus I was really getting off on her cute little voice in my ear. Hearing that she was on the pill was a pleasant relief also, since I didn't have any condoms with me. "Well it was me who told my mom to make you sleep down here from now on, instead of on the floor in Danny's room. I told him you guys were keeping me awake at night with your talking. So we got this hide-a-bed set up down here and that's how it's been for the past month." I began to guide her hand in stroking me just the way I like it; she obeyed without thinking as she continued her story. "So every weekend since then I've been sneaking down here trying to work up the nerve to jump your bones, but I just couldn't. I wasn't sure how you would react. I didn't want you to laugh at me and tell Danny any stupid stuff about me. So every weekend I've been coming down here and just staring at you and fantasizing about it." "Until tonight? What finally changed your mind?" "I've been reading books about how to give a guy head. I figured maybe if I surprised you like that in your sleep you wouldn't have a heart to tease me anymore. I wanted to give you the best head you've ever gotten so you'll never tease me again." "It was. Honestly, it was." I didn't have the heart to tell her it was the only head I'd ever gotten. "Thanks." "Wait a minute. You said you came down here to stare at me, but it's pitch black down here." Sherrie let go of my cock, reached into her pyjama pocket and pulled out a cigarette lighter. With a flick of her thumb it sparked to life and we were bathed in its soft flickering light. "You're gorgeous in this light," she said. She smiled at me, and suddenly I wanted nothing more than to kiss her with everything I had. "So are you," I replied. And I kissed her. It was sweet and long and sensual. We kissed for another fifteen minutes or more. I rolled on top of her, she rolled over onto me, we kissed side by side. Then I started fondling her cute little breasts and caressing her ass, and she started moaning really hotly in my ear. I shivered again and she spread her legs wide beneath me, lifting them up, up, all the way up to rest against my biceps. Her pussy was now pressed hot and damp into my erection with only her little dick jammies in between. Finally she broke the kiss, grinding against my cock and panting into my ear. "You wanna fuck me now?" "Sure thing, Sherrie Baby." "There you go again." "Sorry. Habit." "Yer lucky I'm in a good mood." Good mood indeed. She was about to get fucked. She gave me a gentle shove off of her, and I felt her pull her jammie top over her head. Then her bottoms came off and when she pulled me down on top of her again, she was naked beneath me. She must have really planned ahead. I felt her naked breasts press into my chest and she pulled her into a kiss. I reached down to grab her ass again while we kissed. It was everything I'd imagined and more. Not only did I have the pleasure of feeling up her squirming little backside, but the rest of her nubile young body was pressed against my naked flesh as well, and she was ready and willing to fuck me right there. I was overjoyed, but I took my time. I gave her tits a good once over with my mouth, tongue and fingers and moved up to her neck and ears. All the things I'd seen guys do in movies. I felt her pubic hair grind hotly against my thigh and I reached down to feel up her vulva as well. The soft pubic hairs framed her puffy little mound nicely. I stroked them gently the way you might pet a kitten and she cooed in response. It was hot and slippery in between the labia. I felt around for the lump of her clit. I'd heard girls liked that. I found it at the apex of her labia and she pressed her pelvis forward into my hand at the pleasure of the contact. She was kissing my ear and she purred and panted as I massaged her little mound. Next I slid a finger down and searched for her hole. It was very hard to find and I was beginning to feel kind of silly after a while, but all of the sudden I hit it and she reached down and yanked my hand away. "Ow! Easy!" she said. I tried to shove my finger back inside her again, but she closed her thighs against me, trapping my hand between them. "What's wrong, Sherrie?" "Just, please ... fuck me now ... Okay?" "Alright." I slid over across the bed and pulled her into the spot I had been laying in. She opened her legs and I climbed in between them like a conquering warrior. We both trembled with excitement. I thought to ask her if she was sure she wanted to go through with this, but thought better of it. Thus far she had taken every initiative to get me into this situation. She obviously wanted it, possibly more than I did. I felt the heat of her privates on my erection before I even touched her with it. The next thing we knew I was pressed up against it. The underside of my shaft slid deliciously in between her slippery little labia, but I couldn't find her vagina. I couldn't even find it with my fingers, never mind a big dumb cock! This might end up being difficult. I pressed forward, up and down and all around but couldn't get it in. She even reached down to help me, guiding the tip up against the opening of her hole, but when I pushed forward my cock bent sideways and slid up and away from the target. She gasped though, and flinched hard against me like I'd punched her. Damn! "Owie! Hoo, shit that hurt." "Are you sure you wanna do this? We don't have to if it hurts too much." Oh please, god! Don't say no! "It's gotta happen sometime. It might as well be now. Sorry. I'll quit being a whining little bitch and just take it like a woman." I tried again, reaching my hand down to search around for the entrance, but lost it once again. She reached down to help once again, and once again I managed to get only the very tip of it in before it slipped away up across her belly. I would have been frustrated if I wasn't so damn excited. "Ow, fuck! Son-of-a-bitch!" "Such talk from a lady's mouth," I said. "That shit hurts like hell. Lady my ass!" "I don't think it's gonna go in, Sherrie. You're just too damn small." "It's not my size, it's the- Here, just fuckin' try again." I tried again and failed again. Sherrie whimpered beneath me. She had been waiting to have my cock inside her for so long, and now the moment was happening and we discovered only intense frustration. "Hit it again. Harder," she said, tensing up in preparation. She was shaking beneath me, and goddamn that was turning me on. She found her hole with the head of my cock and I shoved, hard. It stretched open a bit, but my cock deflected away again. Damn! "Ow-wow-wow-wow!" she said, crying out her pain in hot panting whispers. She shifted hard beneath me, knocking my cock out of her slot again. I don't think she meant to though. Her body did it on its own, not wanting to be ripped open by a big fat cock. "What are we gonna do?" I asked. "You're too damn small." "I'm sorry," she whispered, getting a little upset. "I can't help it." I stopped for a moment and just kissed her, reassuring her that everything would be okay, that she was still hot and sexy, and that I could wait all night if I had to. "I wish I wasn't so damn small!" "Tighter is better. Once we get it in, it'll be awesome." "It'll just hurt like hell on the inside as well as the outside." "At first I guess, but it can't hurt forever, otherwise sex wouldn't be as popular as it is." "I guess." "You ready to try one more time?" "Fuck yeah, baby. Let's do this bitch." Damn she was turning me on. I'd never seen her so dirty and sexy and determined, so self-assured and unapologetic. It was awesome. I jammed hard against her hole and got nowhere again. It popped sideways and flipped up against her thigh this time. "Fuck!" she said. "Okay, that's it. That fucker's going in, even if I have to tear myself a new one." She was frustrated alright. She wasn't about to let her moment of glory be lost due to an impediment in her physiology. She reached down with both hands, slid four fingers into her crevice all at once and painfully stretched herself open to receive me. "Now! Do it now!" She gasped and panted. I obliged. With a quick aim and a strong forward thrust, SNAP! The head of me and about an inch and a half of shaft was suddenly buried inside her hot slippery little vagina. "There, there, there!" she panted rapidly. "It's in! It's in! Holy shit, it's in! Oh my god! Ow!" God, was it ever in! My dick felt like it was being squeezed in a wet velvety vice. It wasn't painful, but I could feel that she genuinely was not physically large enough to contain me. I couldn't move forward at all. It was like I was stuck. But what a beautiful place to be stuck in. She was so hot inside! She was gooey wet. And she was squirming and flinching with little spasms at every move I made. Man it felt good! "Are you okay?" "No. Ow. Fuck." Her pussy seemed to be chewing on me, trying to spit me out. I could feel it clenching and unclenching around me, getting tighter and hotter and then easing up again. Wow. Heaven. "Do you want me to pull it out? You wanna stop?" "Fuck no! I'm not stopping now. No fucking way. Rip that bitch up. She's all yours." "You're insane girl. Look at you. You're shaking like a goddamn leaf in an earthquake." "I'm getting fucked. What do you expect?" "Are you ever!" I thrust forward some more and my cock bent again. "Careful..." she breathed. She reached down and pulled her crevice apart again, hard, and she squeaked out loud from the pain of it, but it allowed me to go deeper. Very cautiously I pressed forward, sinking into the lubricated grip of her inner muscles, which strained themselves to receive my width. More and more of me was swallowed up in that little velvet vice and I could not have been more delighted. I could barely even speak. "Ah, man ... Oh, fuck, Sherrie!" I stammered at the pleasure of the carnal contact. I pulled out a bit to wet more of the length, and pressed forward again. She flinched, but did not resist me. I did it again. Mmmm! Sweet creamy vagina crushed against me, resisting my strokes, but I pushed hard and it slid deeper. I pulled hard and it stroked out again, sucking and slurping as it went. Sweet tingles of ecstasy oozed through me with every move I made, no matter how slight. I pushed forward, hard and fast one last time and found the bottom of her for the first time. She was now completely full of cock, right to the bottom. She was moaning, wriggling, and trembling beneath me, fighting to keep herself from throwing me off of her, and I just lay there, soaking in the sweet sensations of being completely swallowed up in a real live pussy. My dream had come true. It was amazing. I was finally inside little Sherrie and it was so sweet! I began stroking her again. All the way in, and all the way out. Her pussy kept tensing, squeezing, resisting, and I kept having to ram hard against it, slipping quickly inside all at once as her resistance gave way. And fuck would she ever moan right then. Damn! Right in my ear too, gripping my body in her trembling hands, pressing her palms flat against my chest, begging me to go easy on her, or so it seemed. After a while I began to enjoy that resistance, little realizing how agonizing it was for her; each time she crushed tightly closed around me, and I had to pop myself back inside her, such sweet spasms of ecstasy went through me that I shook all over, almost as much as she was. "Oh ... Sssss ... So big-" she struggled to speak but I could tell she was having trouble with it. She thrashed her head back and forth on the pillow beneath me and I thrust forward aggressively again. "Ok, wait," she pleaded. "Just stop ... for- ow! Please. Oh, ow it hurts..." "Shhhh!" I whispered, trying to calm her. I slowed my pace a little and kept kissing her all over her face and neck, still fucking her gently as she trembled beneath me, loving every flinch and spasm she made around the width of my cock. "Is that ok? Does this hurt?" I kept pushing in and out of her crushing vaginal grip, deeper and deeper as I spoke, focusing more on the pleasure of it than any of the protests she made. She didn't answer. She was breathing rapidly through clenched teeth. Her pussy was vibrating all around me and her legs were twitching and shuddering. I struggled against her closing them on me to block my advance. "Open," I commanded. She did, and I fucked a little deeper into her. "Good girl." "Uh huh ... Ow!" I'd thrust hard again, exploring every pleasure of different strokes inside her. It was amazing how different moves felt beautiful in different ways. I was exploring like a kid in a playground, and there she lay in agony, simply letting me. "Ow," she said, crying now. "Ow, it hurts so bad." "Does it feel good at all? Not even a little bit?" "No. It burns. It feels like I'm tearing inside." "Shit! Sorry..." But I didn't stop. I just went more gently. "It's okay. It was my idea, right? Wha! Ow! Shit! Don't!" "Sorry." "It's okay. Eventually that's supposed to feel good or something right?" "Yeah." "Just ... yeah, like that ... gentle ... there..." I was buried to the bottom of her sweet little pussy once again and I could not go any deeper. I stroked gently but steadily, loving the very idea of her pussy; it was giving me so much pleasure, so much ecstasy, so much bliss. I kissed her all over and moaned happily, and that seemed to encourage her. She actually started moving with my thrusts after a while. "Does it still hurt?" "Yeah." "But you seem like you like it now." "I don't know. It's getting like the pain is kinda nice somehow. Just keep going ... gently..." So I did. And she kept moving with me. She was still flinching and gasping every few seconds, but she was moving with me. It was almost like a real fuck. Finally she closed her legs against me a bit, begging a moment's rest. I stopped, but remained inside her. We both relaxed, trembling and panting in the intensity of the moment. "Are you ok?" I asked gallantly. "Why does it hurt so much? Is that normal?" "You just ripped through my cherry." "What? When? I didn't feel anything!" "It stretched at first when you first jammed up against it. Then it tore right open when you broke inside me. Man, did that ever hurt! Now it's just kinda aching, burning, but going numb sorta too. Weird." "Sorry." "Just take it easy, okay?" "Wow! Brave girl!" I had genuine respect for her. I don't think I could handle what she had just gone through without screaming. She'd been quiet as a mouse the whole time. It was incredible. "Thanks," she said half-heartedly, as distracted by the pain as I was by the pleasure. "So now I'm officially your first fuck." "Yeah," she said softly. "You are." Her voice had a hint of happiness in it, somewhere beyond the pain. It was as though she was as proud of herself as I was of myself. It had been her goal to fuck me for many months now and she had finally achieved it. In spite of the pain, she was happy. And then we fucked some more, and she slowly got more and more into it, moving more, flinching less, and moaning more erotically than out of agony. "It actually feels nice when you go so gentle like that." "Really?" "Yeah. A little. It feels like, ticklish sorta, way deep inside." "But it still hurts?" "Uh huh. Just keep doing that. So gentle ... feels nice..." Her tone of voice made my heart swoon. Just the sound of it, combined with the pure pleasure of being so intimately connected to her most secret parts was nearly enough to make me cry. Even the smell of her hair was beautiful. I leaned down to kiss her. "You're my first too, Sherrie." "Oh my god! Really?" "Yeah. I swear. I've never even touched a girl down there until tonight. Can't you tell?" She was silent. I lay still inside her, feeling her twitch and throb all around me as the moments passed. Then she sniffled. "That's so beautiful." Her voice cracked. "What is?" "That we could be each other's first. I'll never forget this night as long as I live..." She was crying now, tears of joy and overwhelming erotic emotions. "Me neither." Her tears were melting my heart as well. A weeping girl has that effect on me for some reason. I just have an overwhelming desire to take care of her in every possible way. Combine that with the ecstasy of fucking her hot little body, and I was almost drunk with emotion. The whole scene was as beautiful as she had said it was. "I love you," she said after a few more moments, and began to move beneath me, cringing a bit as she awaited my response. "I love you too, Sherrie," I said. I'm not sure if I really did, but one thing I knew for sure was that I loved the feel of her pelvis dragging her cunt around on my cock. I began to fuck her. It was a slow and gentle fuck, cautious and full of emotion. Our hearts pounded wildly in our chests and we broke from kissing only to grab a few gasping breaths now and then. "Feels so good now ... ooh, god!" "You have the most beautiful vagina on earth!" "It's the only one you've ever had, you moron. How would you know?" "I just know." Then she suddenly got very excited. "And you have the most amazing cock I've ever felt! Fuck me, baby! I never wanna not be fucking you like this. Fuck me deep and slow! Come inside me! I wanna feel it." Her sudden burst of dirty talk was more than my little teen-aged mind could handle, and she bucked hard against me to back it up, swallowing my cock suddenly in a sweet loving stroke and banging me hard into the bottom of her. Damn! And then she did it again, and again, over and over, and faster and faster, trying to make me come, and that was it for me. I took a few more thrusts and let go of my first ever orgasm inside of a girl. It squirted out of me almost from the very bottom of my soul. I felt like I was dying for a moment as I came inside her for the first time. Our bodies locked together in a sudden winding and slow, passionate release of erotic tension. I filled her vagina with my semen, taking a few more helpless little thrusts into her cervix and finally collapsed onto her. "Oh, god! I love you, I love you, I love you..." she said over and over. There were tears in my eyes too as the boundaries between our hearts and minds and bodies were blurred by the all-consuming ecstasy of the moment. She kissed my tears away as they spilled down my cheeks and I felt myself falling for her, totally and completely. Her feet slid up and down the backs of my thighs and her fingers played in my hair. I kissed her over and over again and the minutes passed away. When we finally caught our breath I dragged my cock out of her tight vaginal suction and rolled over to lay beside her. "Sherrie." "Yes?" "Will you be my girlfriend?" "Are you crazy? What would my brother think!?" "I don't even care. I wanna be able to do this stuff with you every chance I can. I don't wanna be with anyone else." "And I wanna let you." "So you're saying yes?" "Yes." "Thank you so much." "We don't even have to tell Danny. We can just keep it a secret." "I don't even care if he knows. You're old enough to have a boyfriend. It shouldn't make any difference to him if it's me." "At least he knows you." "Yeah." Eventually She headed upstairs and I fell asleep for a long time. When Danny came in to wake me for football practice he asked me what the hell was with the bloodstain on the sheets. I told him I must have lain on something in the night (pun intended). He dismissed it. Later I told him that I was interested in seeing his sister Sherrie. I thought he would flip out and beat the hell out of me, but he just laughed and said he knew something was going on all along. Thus began my many sexual adventures with Sherrie, who turned out to be a seriously hot little fuck once got used to the whole concept of sex. She eventually became an expert at giving head too, and she prided herself on being able to get me off in under three minutes, any time, anywhere. I was the luckiest man alive. Perhaps I'll tell you more about it some other time. ------- Chapter 2: Heart Strokes As I said earlier, my girlfriend Sherrie just loves to suck my cock. She's a pro at it! For someone who learned how to do it from reading books and stuff, she sure is an expert. One thing I've found out about blow-jobs since we've become an item is that it's not so much her technique that turns me on, I wouldn't know one blow-job from another to be honest with you, it's her enthusiasm that rocks my world. She just loves my cock and it shows. She's always grabbing at it any chance she gets, giving me a quick stroking here and there when nobody's looking. Other times, whenever we have more than a few minutes alone she is tugging my zipper rapidly down and sucking me to erection and a quick, intense little orgasm. When Danny, her brother, heads for the bathroom for example, he's no sooner out of the room than she's got my cock out and is sliding it into her mouth. I gasp and grin and grab her sweet little head and she goes to work like it's the last cock she'll ever get to suck. Her head bobs, her tongue whips around it, seeming to be everywhere at once, her mouth sucks and swirls. I swear she's got me blowing my load within 45 seconds. She happily swallows it down, wipes her mouth like it was ice-cream or something and zips me up again. Danny comes back in the room and she's sitting there watching TV as though nothing at all happened. Except for this sly little smirk on her face, a smirk of pride in a job well done. That's just how she is you see, and I love her to pieces. She's like this cock-crazed nympho slut-machine. Every chance she gets she's reaching for my dick. She even had my dick out in the back of her dad's mini-van as he drove us all home from a movie one night. Me and Sherrie were in the back seat, Danny was in the seat in front of us, and their parents were in the front. As usual Sherrie is rubbing my dick through my pants as she talks casually with her mom about what a great movie it was and stuff. The next thing I know she's unzipping me and taking it out. Her soft cool hands are gently tugging on it and I try my best to control my breathing. I'm so damn excited and scared to get busted back there. Wouldn't you know it, Sherrie "accidentally" drops this little wallet she's holding and stoops down to get it. The next thing I know her mouth is on my cock again. There's suddenly a fast, hot, and slippery little mouth bobbing on me, taking me all the way into her throat. It only lasts about 3 or 4 seconds and she's up again, chatting away with her mom once more. God help me! She's a hot little bitch! Later that night she comes to bed with me in her parents basement. It's pitch black down there and she creeps in quietly in the night, after everyone else is fast asleep. She apologizes for teasing me so badly in the van and promises to make it up to me 1000 times over. And she does. You see, we've got this problem as a couple. Sherrie's little cunt is so incredibly tight that the only way we actually attempt any sort of real sex is for her to take a few loads out of me before we start. Otherwise I'm coming before I've even taken 3 strokes. So we worked out this little routine. She gives me head a couple of times, swallowing each load as it comes, I go down on her while we wait for my cock to recover, and then we fuck, hot, sweet and quiet as mice. Other than a few squeaks from the hide-a-bed, and a few gasps and sighs of love and devotion, no sounds are heard. On this particular night it's the same. She comes to me in the dark and finds me naked and ready. She drops her little jammies to the floor and climbs into bed beside me. We kiss, her hand is on my cock, stroking it to erection, my mouth finds her nipples, and I kiss her ears, face, neck, and chest. She lets her tongue wander down my excited teenage body and she licks me, sweetly all around my cock. Then she lays between my spread thighs and I feel her mouth and tongue, lips and teeth on my scrotum as she orally explores me down there. She is in no hurry this time, and enjoys it for a long, long time, softly stroking my cock with her hand as she sucks my balls. I just lay there loving every minute of it, telling her how much I love her, completely relaxed. My thoughts wander here and there and soon I am happily telling her all my hopes and dreams for life. Her tongue continues contentedly lapping at my scrotum as I ramble on. All is right with the world. Finally she moves her tongue up and I feel it slither up the under side of my shaft. She slides it around the tip a few times, and then takes the head lovingly into her mouth. She massages it in there for a while sighing happily through her nose and press her head down eagerly, wanting her to finish what she started earlier that night. I feel her lips sliding downward toward the base of my shaft and her throat opens up to receive the length of me. Her nose presses into my lower stomach and she swirls her head back and forth, as though trying to stir something around inside her with my cock. She comes up for air after a moment and then goes down again, all the way. I clutch her head in my trembling hands and let her know I'm about to come. She comes up for air one more time and then drops down again. My cock slides into her throat and I am completely engulfed as my orgasm begins. She whips her head back and forth once again to emphasize the pleasure and I empty a load of semen deep in her throat. She holds me there in the grip of glorious orgasmic release until I am finished. My head is dizzy and I feel like laughing. I am drunk with pleasure. She pokes my thigh playfully. I blabber something about loving her beyond words and she just says, "Of course you do, silly. I rock your world..." I've heard it said that men often have to beg their women to go down on them and I pity them. I have no such trouble with my gal Sherrie. She genuinely loves my cock. She'd stay down there all day if I let her, and I have a couple of times. She once spent a good 4 hours one afternoon just sucking me and licking me and taking me into her throat and out again, swallowing load after load as they came. She stops every once in a while to comment on some little part she likes running her tongue over, or some little sound I make that she just loves, and then she goes back to work again. I shouldn't say work I guess, it's more play for her. It's her favourite thing in the world to do and I'm the happiest guy alive. Some women like shopping, or tennis, or reading a good book for recreation, but for Sherrie, my cock is her favourite toy. She never gets bored of it. I eventually am sated, but I just pick up a magazine or turn on the TV while she plays around with my cock all day. It's not even about a need for approval or attention. She just loves to suck my cock. Lucky me. Anyway, after she swallowed my load that first time I went down on her. This is something I love to do as well. I love the way she moves as I lick her clit and swirl my fingers around inside her. Her pelvis does this little wave motion, almost like a belly dancer, except horizontal. It's so sexy it makes my head swim. Once she gets going all I have to do is hold my tongue out and she wipes her clit across it on her own. It's like her clit is licking my tongue, instead of the other way around. She pants breathlessly and sighs happily, she whimpers and coos, and then she comes with a sexy little gasp, holding my head in place as she works her pelvis across my mouth. Her cunt wets my fingers even more and I can feel her vagina clench and relax over and over again as I struggle to keep my fingers inside it. Then she is finished and she tells me I did an amazing job, I thank her proudly, but inside I know it was her who really did all the work. Then she sucks me again, but this time we opt for a sixty-nine she straddles my face and I get my mouth back to work. I feel her hard little nipples press into my stomach, and then I feel her mouth on my cock once again. I just relax and fade away into the pleasure of the moment. We race playfully to see who can get the other one off first. She sucks hard and fast and her expert tongue washes gooey liquid ecstasy into me. Her mouth swallows me completely and she uses her entire head to fuck up and down on my eagerly agitated cock. Meanwhile I have four fingers inside her and am lapping desperately on her clit, trying my best to ignore the pleasure of her rampant felatio, the feel of her body so close to mine, the taste of her sweet teen juices flowing down my chin. She moans into my cock as I stretch her with two finger on each side. I slide them deeper inside her and she is suddenly coming. She looses the race by mere seconds though. The sexiness of her orgasmic reaction pushes me over the edge. I am coming into her mouth once again and she gulps it down clumsily as she struggles through a climax of her own. Then she collapses onto me in a heap of post-orgasmic quivering teen-age flesh. We lay there catching our breath for a few minutes and she turns around to lie facing me. Her pelvis touches the tip of my cock and we lay there kissing for a few more minutes. Then comes my favorite part. Though I love the head she gives me, I have to admit, the sex is even better. I love to feel locked deeply inside her, flesh on flesh, man in woman. Her cunt churns on me and she sometimes gives me an orgasm without even moving, that's why we have to be careful to take a few loads out of me first. If we start with fucking I'm finished within minutes, if not seconds, and I've made a sloppy mess inside her that she has to go all the way back upstairs to clean up. So there she was, laying on top of me, kissing me with all her heart. She is just as excited by the actual sex as I am, when we finally get around to it. Her hands tremble as she reaches down between our stomachs and grabs the end of my cock with her fingers. She guides it to the opening of her cunt and presses backward. It slips in with a silent pop. She is wet and relaxed with the orgasm I'd given her, but still snug to the point of difficulty. She presses backward some more and my cock bends, almost slipping out. She must gather it carefully into her cunt with curved pushing motions, inch by inch, and I must keep it as rigid as iron, flexing it with all my might to keep it straight. I lay back loving it all, loving her, my sweet little girlfriend struggling so carefully to give us pleasure. Finally I am buried to the hilt. Her labia conquer the base of my cock and I place my hands on her hips. She begins and slow forward and back motion with her pelvis, and then up and down, soaking the length of me in her lubricity. My cock is massaged back and forth inside her, clutched on every side against her tight slippery vaginal walls. "God I love being full of your cock," she says in the darkness. I simply murmur in response. If she loves it inside her, I love being there a thousand times more. She smears pleasure into me with her cunt like an artist. I am trapped in her loving grip without a care in the world. She is everything in the universe to me at that moment. She is all my reality. In the pitch black silence of the night we make our own light. White-hot spasms of pleasure flash through us with every motion. I don't need eyes to see her. I know exactly where she is and what she's doing. She has her hands above her head at one point, jerking her pelvis back and forth with little grunts. I reach down and press a thumb to her clit and I somehow know she is smiling. Her finger goes into her mouth and she sucks on it as she fucks me with her other hand on my chest. I can see it all somehow, though it is pitch black. Somehow I just know. Eventually I sit up and turn her over onto her back. My cock that had so much trouble getting in, is now held fast in the depths of her clutch and we no longer need to be careful in our movements. I lay her down and take control of her body from above. She surrenders to me, sprawling her legs wantonly as I begin thrusting in and out of her. I fill her completely with every motion, and my hairs crush hers. My pelvis grinds into her clit. She lifts her legs from the bed and drops them onto my ass. Somehow I can go even deep now. My scrotum slaps against her ass as I pound softly into her over and over again. She grips me desperately, wriggling and cooing beneath me, and then she comes. "Oh, yes! God, yes!" she stammers, each word punctuated by my forward thrusts. Her cunt clenches even harder as she comes and it's all I can stand. I pound a few more times into her and then begin my release. She receives it into her climaxing cunt with a mewl of fuck-drunken eroticism. My whole body tenses up and my semen spurts out across her cervix. It almost feels like a hand milking me as her womanhood drags every last drop from the depths of my shuddering body. I collapse onto her with a sigh of happy death and just lay there trembling for a long time. She softly strokes my hair as we come down from the clouds and she places little kisses on the side of my neck. "That was awesome..." she says, smiling again in the dark. I nod my head against her cheek. Her cunt churns on me still. "Promise me you'll be mine forever," I say. "I never want to be with anyone else." "I promise," she says, and I drift off to sleep. A while later she somehow got herself out from underneath me and dragged herself off my deeply penetrated cock. I don't remember her doing it, but I assume she then went upstairs and got herself cleaned up. I awoke a while later with her mouth on my cock once again. It was soon hard again, and she took another load from it. Then she patted it like a favourite pet and covered me up. "I could leave without giving you one last goodnight kiss," she said into my ear. "I love you, Sherrie Baby," I said sleepily. "Love you too," she said. And then she was gone. Anyway, there's really no point to this story. I just sort of wanted to brag a bit here, actually. If everyone had a sex life like Sherrie and I do there would probably be peace on earth by now. No one would have the will or the energy to fight. My advice to every guy who reads this is to find a girl like Sherrie. A girl who loves sex for its own sake, and adores your cock more than anything else in the world. My advice to every girl who reads this is to be that type of girl for your man. Stroke his cock, stroke his ego, stroke his heart, and he'll be yours for the rest of your life. ------- The End ------- Posted: 2011-09-12 ------- http://storiesonline.net/ -------