Author; Ace, Storyace

title;  Barefoot in the 80's part 3; Attack of the teenaged virgin

2,600 words

part 3 of 8

Codes; m/f first

Summery; Alone and penniless in Spain, I fall in love with a hot 16 year old neighbor, who doesn't remain a virgn for long.

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Barefoot in the 80's 2, Anna takes my cherry

Part 3;    Attack of the teenage virgin

Spring finally came, and the work crew to fix the road too. It was graded and rolled, but not paved. My bike and I were no longer essential. The part timers showed up as usual, some poor, some rich [relatively speaking], some stoners and some health freaks. They had cars, dope, a little money and plenty of time to spend.

Malu came over to my place with a letter from Deena. I was slightly shocked; Malu was suddenly gorgeous.

Dear Adam;

Sorry to tell you that Dan and I won't be coming this year. We're going to Australia to start university. I'll write when we're settled.

Love as ever, Deena + Dan

PS; Malu has a crush on you.

She was two years younger than us, and had always been close with Deena. She often hung out with us, hiding out from the little kids as well as the stoned out adults.

And now she was sixteen; with breasts nearly as big as Anna's, but tall like Deena, her light orange hair suddenly sexy instead of dorky. She looked at me shyly. Her body was mature but she was still a child.

I gave her a cup of tea and we she told me everything that had gone on up in Barcelona over the winter. But I kept things cool; I didn't want to turn my young friend into a lover, there was too much to lose. Besides, she was still a kid, despite her wonderful appearance. I really liked Malu, as a friend.

A few days later I ran into her mother Mila, at the car park at the edge of the village. She was a short dark frantic Norwegian woman who constantly smoked [mostly tobacco]. She was so unlike her eldest daughter that if it hadn't been a home birth, you would have thought there'd been a mix up at the hospital. She had three younger children too, from three different fathers, none of whom lived with them. They were a fairly normal family of the time.

Anyway, Mila waved me to a stop with her cigarette.

"I don't understand, why are you so nasty to Malu?" she asked me crossly.

"What? When was I nasty?"

"She's into you, man. And you act like she's not good enough, she's all hurt."

"It's the opposite, it's me that's not good enough." I said, "She's my friend, Mila."

"Exactly." Mila said, "Look, there are guys buzzing around like flies on shit. As soon as she stops mooning over you, one of them is going to get her high and then into bed. It should be you, Adam."

I looked at her in some surprise. "You're saying you want me to seduce your daughter?"

"Seduce, that makes it sound so tawdry." She said. "But yes, and why not? Man, you're basically her age and you won't get her drunk or strung out on coke. I'm her mother, you don't think this is hard for me? I'm terrified, but not of you. Of all those other guys. She's going to do it, she's got hormones coming out of her ears. It should be you, Adam! Please don't let my daughter go to one of those creeps."

I was silent; there was nothing to say, she was right. The scene was morphing from a bunch of broke idealistic freaks into a more glittery, wealthier, darker society based on heavier drugs. It was a dangerous place for us teenagers, especially the girls. I remembered John attempting to seduce Deena.

"Come up to the house with me, here help me carry the shopping." Mila said.

I took a heavy box out of her car and we walked up the steep narrow alley to the house they rented every year.

I split some firewood and carried in a few buckets of water from the nearby public well. Malu was glowing; I thought she'd have an orgasm if I looked at her too hard. I could see why her mother was worried, the girl was like a bag of raw diamonds glittering in a nest of thieves.

I remembered a joke; where does a 600 pound gorilla sleep? Anywhere he wants. Well it was just the same with Malu. Where does a hot blonde 16 year old virgin sleep? Anywhere she wants.

I took her walking up the valley, I showed her my favorite spots, I introduced her to my local friends who lived up there; Jose the sheep herder, Gonzales the blacksmith, Manuel the farmer, Rosa and her kids. I took her back to my place on the upper edge of the village. We laughed and gossiped, we held hands.

I knew I could have her; a girl so beautiful, so sexy, and so young that any man would give anything for her. I even had her mother's permission, yet I felt hesitant. Malu was vulnerable, bright and happy. She was an innocent, still a child.

I was still clutching my love for Deena, and even though she'd made her choice very clear, I was hesitant about surrendering my heart. Because I knew that if I made love to Malu, my emotions would shift.

We came down the mountain path and got to my hovel at the top of the village.

"I need a shower." She said, looking out towards her house.

"You can use mine if you want." I said quietly, conflicted between raw sexual desire and my fear of what would happen to our friendship if we did it.

She turned and stared at me, her blue eyes filled with desire and fear. She was a year older than I was when I had it for the first time; she was ready, but that didn't mean it was going to happen, or that it should. I walked through the doorway into the cool darkness on my room. She followed.

"You look afraid." I said.

"I know it's stupid." She said.

"No it's not." I said, "I'm afraid too."

"Bullshit."

"No, I swear it's true." I said. Slowly moving closer. The door was open behind her, and she took a step backwards as if to flee. I stopped, smiling at her. I wasn't going to stop her if she wanted to run home to mother. "It's always like that, exciting, frightening."

"Really?"

"Kiss me." I suggested.

"Oh shit." She mumbled and came into my arms.

We could kiss; just a kiss and a cuddle I thought to myself, that wouldn't harm us.

My head was exploding with emotion as her sexy body pressed against me, as her young lips pressed against my mouth. And it wasn't just the normal lust I felt when I did this sort of thing; Malu wasn't like the older women I'd been having sex with over the winter. She was a girl, a teenage virgin girl. If we did it, we'd fall in love. We were friends, we were of similar age and culture. We were compatible. She wouldn't dump me like Anna, if I loved Malu, she'd love me back.

I know, people think love is a good thing. And it is if the match is a good one; you have to understand, I was totally broke. I was surviving by gathering fruit and fishing, doing a little manual labor when work was available. I had zero education, and zero earning potential. To be honest, I was hoping that during the summer I could get together with a woman who had a little money, maybe a job somewhere. Falling in love with a schoolgirl was a luxury that I couldn't afford. It was what Anna had taught me.

No one had told my balls though.

My shower was a concrete cubicle with a bucket of water and a dipper to pour it over yourself with. That was a fairly normal setup there at the time.

I took her clothes off first, then my own. Of course my cock was stiff as an old olive tree. I pulled her into the shower, and she offered no resistance.

Malu was nearly as tall as I was, but curvy and soft. I poured a little water over her, then soaped her. She stood passively, but her face was a movie screen of emotions as my hands explored and cleaned her pale, stunning young body.

Her breasts were amazing; outstanding is the word that comes to mind as I think of them. The shape, the way they sloped just slightly down in their taught fullness, the newness of them was phenomenal.

She took the soap from me and scrubbed my back first, then my chest and arms. She squatted down and washed my rough feet, then slowly worked her way up to my waiting penis, which had been standing straight out in front of me through the entire episode.

She stood up, her hands full of my genitals. We just stared at each other, breathing heavily, as she fondled my cock and balls; this was deep, very deep.

I'd known Malu since she was 12 and I was 15. She knew I'd been with her best friend; she'd once walked in on Deena, Dan and me all naked together in bed. We hadn't been doing anything, but the situation was very clear.

We rinsed and toweled ourselves, then we sat down on my lumpy mattress. Our hands moved slowly, our mouths met, and my cock ached for her. Silently, we caressed and kissed each other in the privacy of my crumbling little room.

Her pubic hair was thin, sparse, and yellow. Nearly invisible. I went down on her.

The girl tensed and moaned delightfully; her fingers grabbed my hair and her pelvis lifted. She held me tightly. I licked and licked her, held and loved her groin. How oddly similar she was to other women, when she was totally different to them all. Malu was uncorrupted, clean. Her mind was as fresh as her skin and hair, she wasn't a druggy [yet]. I could love her; oh, how I could love this sweet angel of a girl....

She came; I was glad my house was some distance from the nearest neighbor, because Malu was quite vocal. I licked her teenaged groin, her smooth young thing, enjoying myself between her long shapely thighs. She was beautiful, fresh, new... new to me, and new to the world, a sixteen year old girl with skin like only a sixteen year old girl has. And she came; maybe for the first time, I didn't know.

I washed my face as she recovered her breath, then I went back to her. Back to kissing and fondling; at one point I thought she was going to go down on me; she was clearly considering the idea, but then she took her face away from it.

"It's ok." She said to me as we grappled and kissed, my cock bouncing against her clit, "You can go ahead."

"Are you sure?" I asked, "What about... you know."

"I'm on the pill." She said.

Disappointment, mixed with relief. She wasn't so naïve as I'd thought; she must have had affairs before me. Her mother didn't know her as well as she thought!

I slid my hard cock into Malu's tight wet waiting body. She grunted, gasped, and let out a yelp of sensation. She grabbed me and held me tight against herself.

"Wow." She gasped. "Oh wow... it's... unexpected. I can feel you in there, and it's amazing..."

I looked into her eyes, her childlike face; it really was her first time. She was terrified, thrilled, and ready for more. She was going through the same emotions and sensations that I had when English Anna had taken my cherry two years earlier. That made this coupling even more special.

Gently, I fucked her. I was only a couple of years older than she was, but I felt like the adult for once. I slid in and out of her, kissed and caressed her, held her perfect body and made love with her, looking into her frighteningly adoring eyes, until she came again.

It was almost too much to bear; I had to stop for a moment until she stopped screaming and squeezing me.

I went back to what I'd been doing, a little faster, her eyes gleaming with a level of bliss I found disturbing. She already had a thing for me before we started, and now I was making her come repeatedly. It was emotionally charged, treacherous, dangerous. She was still a child, she had to go back to school in a few months, I was just the jungle boy, useless, harmless, powerless.

And yet it felt so good; I had the same emotions she did, I was just as much a fool. My tender lovemaking reflected my tender feelings for her, the large firm breasts against my muscled chest and the soft lips I couldn't stop kissing made me just as crazy as my stiff cock in her vagina.

 She came again; and the time after that, I let loose and came with her.

It wasn't like other orgasms; I had the same contractions, the same ejaculations, the same physical sensations. But when I shared that monster orgasm with young Malu, we were joined together in an unbreakable emotional bond, forever.

The moment is burned into my mind. My semen flooding into her as she held me tight, her vagina, her hands, her eyes all holding me, loving me, her sweet young beauty given to me. An honor I shall always cherish.

I could barely afford clothes. No education, no prospects. All I had to offer was my healthy young body, my stiff cock, and love.

We ate most meals at her mother's house, and slept together at my place. I was big brother to her siblings, and helped with any lifting or carrying for their family.

There was no plan, we just went with the flow. Two hippie kids fucking their young brains out, utterly broke and dreamily happy.

We were naked in bed, I was stroking her face as she lay on my chest, telling me a story about going to a party in Barcelona with Dan and Deena.

"This old guy was hitting on me, such a creep." She said, "I couldn't get rid of him; Dan came to my rescue. We pretended he was my boyfriend; I could see Deena the whole time, so I knew it was ok. Dan gave me a big deep kiss! I could feel his cock against my leg and everything."

She paused, remembering with a smile.

"Did you want him?" I asked. "If he wasn't with Deena?"

"Of course! What girl wouldn't want Dan?" she replied. "He's so good looking, and charming, and... Oh, sorry babe."

"It's fine." I reassured her. "Dan is my best friend; I know where the land lies."

"Deena said we could share him." Malu added.

"Really?"

"Well I knew you and Dan were both with Deena last summer, so it's not like the idea was that outrageous." She said. "But...."

"Yes?"

"I didn't want it like that. And Deena; you know I love her, but not that way."

"You think she's AC-DC?" I asked.

"Oh for sure." Malu said. "We fooled around a little, she's totally bisexual."

"Does Dan know?"

The idea that Malu might have bisexual tendencies didn't even occur to me at the time, even though the fooling around had been by them both.

"Oh yes. He was there! I almost let it happen, but something wasn't right. I wanted my first time to be.... Well, just exactly as it was. With you."

"In my hovel on my lumpy little mattress?" I asked, happy and proud at her approval.

"Yes!" she laughed. "Deena told me you're the best. She loves you Adam."

"Then why is she in Australia with Dan?"

"She loves Dan too." Malu said, then kissed me tenderly. "Can we just forget them for a while, and be us?" she asked.

I felt shame then; I was in bed with a beautiful young girl who loved me, neither Deena nor Dan should be between us.

Yet, they were....

Barefoot in the 80's part 4; I become a voyeur

This story is fiction. Any similarity to persons living or dead; well, never mind that part.

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