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Post: sara02.txt Mf, teen, rom, cons



   by: kool777



   Disclaimer: Please note that the material you are about to read is
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this type of material is illegal in your area or if you are underage,
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   Thank you.  Enjoy!







   Chapter 2:



   The next 24 hours were grueling.  I couldn't concentrate at all in any
of my classes.  Luckily, I didn't have any tests.  I'm sure I would have
failed them all.

   When my sister came home with Sara, I wanted to just go and give Sara a
hug and kiss.  But I didn't b/c my mother was right behind them.  Sara and
I just looked in each other's eyes.  I was entranced by her eyes.

   "Hi Mae, hi Sara, hi Mom." I tried to not be too obvious that the only
one that mattered at all was Sara.  Sara and Mae went up to Mae's room as
usual.  When she was going up the stairs, I noticed that Sara was wearing a
button-down shirt and a skirt that went down to just above her knees.  I
got an instant hardon as my perverted mind said, "MMmmmm...easy access!" I
hit myself on the head for having such a solely lustful thought.  I mean, I
really liked...no, I was in love with Sara.  I'd known that since I first
met her.

   Six o'clock could not come by fast enough.  "OK, Mae.  I'm gonna go
now." I heard Sara say.  "See ya later, Sara." Mae responded.

   I grabbed my keys.  We didn't say a thing as we walked out the door. 
Our hands just latched onto each other and we both just stared at each
other.  We didn't say a word as we got into the car...our hands just found
each other again.  I drove down about 6 blocks and then pulled to the side.
I reached over and pulled Sara to me and kissed her.

   "You don't know how much I've wanted to do that since you came into the
house."

   "Mmmm...ditto" was her only response.

   "So, where to tonight?" I asked.  When she didn't respond, I suggested:
"How about some fast food and a walk in the park?"

   "Sounds great!"

   We got to the park, ate our dinner.  We walked for hours, hand in hand,
talking about how we both loved nature and how the world needed to make
major changes otherwise, the earth would turn into a barren wasteland like
Mars.  We stopped on a small bridge over a small stream that ran through
the park.  I kissed Sara and held her to me.  When I did this, my cock,
having a mind of its own, decided it wanted to get ready for action and so
I had this hard on.  And I was still holding Sara as it slid up my pant
leg. I knew she could feel it.  She looked me in the eyes, smiled slyly and
kissed me again.  I held her tightly to me and made sure she could feel my
hardon.  We then walked to a park bench on the side of the stream.

   "Sara, come here and sit on my lap like a good little girl." I teased
her.

   "Oooh...what are you gonna do to me if I don't?  Hmmm???" She teased
back and danced around the bench holding the hem of her skirt.  I could
swear she was raising the hem ever so slightly higher up her thigh.

   "Hmmm...I don't know.  What's a good punishment for a naughty little
girl?"

   "Oh no!  You're not gonna spank me are you?" She feigned fear.  I liked
this game.

   "I just might have to do that!" I exclaimed and reached for her arm.

   "You'll have to catch me first, old man!" She shouted and took off.  I
chased her.  We played this game for a few minutes.  She'd slow down.  I'd
speed up.  I'd grab a piece of her hair and she'd be off again.  Finally, I
decided to stop the game.  I tackled her.  We went tumbling to the ground
and rolled over a few times.  When we stopped, I was on top.

   "I've got you!" I told her.

   "Oh, no you don't!" She shot back.  I don't know how she did it, but she
turned us over so that I was now on the ground and she was on her hands and
knees straddling me.

   "Ha!" She exclaimed in victory.  It was then that I noticed that during
our tumbling, her skirt had ridden up her thighs and her white, floral
panties were in plain view for anyone to see.  I seized the opportunity.

   "Dear, you might have me," I told her.  "But now, I've got you!" Then I
put my hands on her succulent ass cheeks.  It was only for a moment though,
b/c she shrieked and my hands came off and she jumped up and pulled her
skirt down.  I thought to myself, Shit!  I went too far!  I got up and
began apologizing.

   "Sara, I'm so sorry.  I shouldn't have done that.  It was very
inappropriate."

   "Silly Tom!" She said to me.  "Did you hear me complaining?"

   "But you shrieked!" I told her.  We began walking towards a park bench.

   "Because my undies were out in the open for God and anyone passing by to
see!" She explained.

   I was still feeling guilty.  "I still shouldn't have grabbed your butt
though..."

   "Like I said before Tom, I didn't mind you grabbing my butt.  In fact,
it felt kind of nice!" Sara smiled and grabbed my face and kissed me. 
"But..." she continued.

   "But, what?" I asked.

   "Next time, we should be more careful.  I don't want you getting in
trouble if anyone sees!"

   "Note to self, bring surveillance equipment on next date." I joked.

   "Tom, I'm serious!"

   "I know, Sara.  You know how I make jokes out of everything."

   "I know.  That's one of the things I like most about you!" I must have
blushed because she continued.  "Look!  I made you blush!  You're so
cute!...you're blushing more!"

   I pulled her to me and kissed her.  "You're always so considerate and
always think ahead.  That's one of the things I like most about you!" She
blushed.  "Ha!  Now you're blushing too!"

   "Come here you!" Sara said and kissed me.  Just then, a couple of 8 or 9
year old boys were riding their bikes right pass us and they were staring
directly at us.

   "Shit!" we both said at the same time.  "Let's..." Sara started the
sentence and I finished it: "go to the car!" We got up, walked calmly to
the car, got in and drove off.

   "Shit!" I said again when we were out of the park.

   "Like I said before, we need to be more careful." Sara stated.

   "Well, you know," I started, "we wouldn't have this problem if you
weren't so damned gorgeous and sexy!" There.  I said it.  I brought it out
into the open.  I said the word sex.

   Sara blushed.  "Y..you think I'm sexy?"

   "Well of course!  Wasn't it obvious on the bridge?" I decided to bring
everything into the open.

   She smiled and snickered.  "Ummm...yeah.  I noticed...how COULDN'T I
notice...I'm just lucky girls' bodies don't do anything like
that...otherwise..." She put her hands in her face, surprised by her own
admission.  "Oh, my god!  Did I just say what I thought I said?"

   "Yup...sounds like it!" I smiled and my cock came back to life.  I had
to shift in my seat to let it get into a comfortable position.  Sara must
have noticed because she slyly looked me in the eyes, then her quickly went
down to my crotch and back up again.  She then just sat there, smiling, and
began whistling.

   "Yes, you just saw that." I admitted.

   "Like I said before, I'm just lucky girls don't...ANYWAY!  What do you
want to do now?" She tried to change the subject.  She was squirming in her
seat.I had to see if we could take things further, so I suggested that we
go to Pierce Park and go for another walk - that we could both use the
fresh air.  She agreed.  When we got to the park it was right around 8pm.
It was quite dark out and there weren't any other cars by where I decided
to park.

   I turned off the headlights, shut down the engine and was getting ready
to get out of the car when Sara said, "You know, it's pretty cold out right
now.  Why don't we just stay in the car and talk and stuff?"

   I agreed.  "What would you like to talk about?" I asked.

   Sara didn't seem to want to start, but she finally did.  "Well...since
we're kinda on the subject...I wanted to ask you something kinda
personal..."

   "Shoot away."

   "Well...ummm...how much experience do you have?"

   I knew what she was asking about, but, always being the kidder, I said:
"Experience at what?  Experience in school, I have 15 years of experience.
At driving, I have 5 years experience." Sara got annoyed.  She just gave me
this dirty look.  She didn't have to say a word. 
"Ok...ok...sorry...kidding...just kidding.  So...you want to know how many
partners I've had?"

   "Yes...plus other things too."

   "Well, I'll be frank and honest with you, since I believe we must always
be honest about sex, especially with all the diseases and things.  I've had
4 sexual partners, all women I must say, b/c you never can know these days,
right?" That did put a smile on her face.  "They were all in the context of
an intimate relationship.  I've never had a one-night stand and don't plan
on ever doing something so stupid.  OK...now your turn,Sara."

   "My turn?  Well...ummm..." she seemed to hesitate.  "I've never had sex
before...but I don't have a" she made two quotation marks with her fingers,
" 'cherry' because of gym classes."

   "Which is quite normal..." I interjected.

   "Umm...I've only kissed one other boy but you and that was last
year...and..." Sara started to get emotional.  "...and...tried to put his
hand in my shirt, but I didn't like him that much so I pushed him away.  He
said I was a tease and told all his friends at school..." she was sobbing,
I pulled her to me.  "That's why no one's been interested in me."

   "You know, Sara, I'm kinda glad about that.  It's selfish, but I'm glad
you didn't have a boyfriend b/c then you would have never even looked at me
and I would have never had the chance to get to know what a wonderful
person you are."

   Sara looked me in the eyes and sobbed some more.  "I'm glad too, Tom...I
love you."

   "I love you too Sara," I told her.  I kissed her.  "I've loved you since
I first met you that day you came into my house.  When I reached out and
shook your hand and a bolt of electricity went through both of us."

   "Oh, Tom, you make me so happy!"

   "I want to hold you," I told her.  "Let's go into the back seat so that
I can hold you in my arms.  Don't worry, we won't do anything you're not
comfortable with."

   She agreed.  I got into the back seat after pushing up the bucket
driver's seat as far as it would go.  I sat down on the seat in a
semi-sideways fashion.  Sara crawled in sat down in front of me and lay
back so that she was in my arms.  I put my arms around her chest and pulled
her to me.  I gently kissed her earlobes and neck and kissed her ripe lips.


   "Sara..."I said.  "Yes," she responded.

   "May I touch your breasts," I asked.  Her only response was that her
hands grabbed my hands and placed them over her still-developing breasts. I
gently massaged her B-cup tits in my hands.  She moaned quietly.  I moved
my hands up and down her body, caressing her outer thighs, her flat stomach
and back to her tits.  I could feel her nipples through her shirt and the
material of her bra.  I needed more.  I began unbuttoning her shirt.  She
simply kept on moaning.  "May I?" I asked her as my hand touched the skin
of her chest right beneath her shirt.

   "Mmmm...Hmmm.."she replied.

   My hand moved under her shirt, under her bra.  I began to knead and
massage her breast in tiny little circles.  Her flesh was soft and warm to
the touch.  She moaned as I continued my ministrations.  My hand made its
way to her erect nipple.  I massaged it with the flat part of my hand and
then, still being in a playful mood, I pinched her nipple between my thumb
and forefinger.

   The moment I did that Sara's entire body stiffened.  She stayed like
that for almost a minute.  I looked at her face and it seemed to be filled
with fear.  Her eyes were blank and she was just staring straight ahead.  I
asked her what was wrong, but she wouldn't reply.  It was as if she
couldn't hear me at all.  Something was terribly wrong.  I sat up straight
and pulled her up with me, supporting her body otherwise she would have
simply slid onto the floor mats of the back seat.  I shook her.

   "Sara, what's wrong?  C'mon, you're scaring me Sara!"

   I kept shaking her.  She finally came to and immediately, her hands
frantically went to her shirt and bra, placing her bra back in place and
buttoning up her shirt.  She got up off me and opened the door and got out.


   "I've gotta go Tom." She grabbed her coat and put it on and grabbed her
backpack.

   "Wait a second, Sara.  What just happened there?" I asked as I jumped
out of the car to her side.

   "I've just gotta go Tom.  My house isn't too far away.  I'll just walk
home from here.  Th.."

   "No, Sara." I grabbed her by the shoulders.  "I'm not going to let you
walk home alone right now.  Get in the car, I'll take you home."

   "But..."

   "Sara, please!  Just let me drive you home."

   She acquiesced and got back in the car.  It became quite apparent she
wasn't going to talk to me anymore that night.  I drove her home in
silence. She didn't even look at me.  She just stared ahead with that blank
stare again.  When we got to her house, she didn't say goodbye.  She simply
got out of the car and ran to her front door.

   I didn't see her again for 3 weeks.



   to be continued...





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