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WARNINGS: This story depicts consensual sexual
activity between men and women. No testing on animals
was involved in the production of this story. Some of
the participants in the story may be under the age of
18. If you live in a backward society, like the United
States or Afghanistan, in which it is illegal for you
to know about sex or read sexual materials immediately
delete this from your computer and scourge yourself
with a whip for having any sexual thoughts. If you are
under the age of 18 please continue to pretend you
don't know about sex and continue to get each other
pregnant in increasing numbers so that we have more
young single mothers raising children. Don't learn
about safe sex or contraception as these are tools of
the devil. Please do not masturbate while reading this
story in public places as this can excite the
authorities into rash conduct and result in grave
consequences for you.

Xandra

I was walking home from Tower records one afternoon
and was two doors from my house when I heard a loud
yell. Just down the street I saw a young girl walking
my way. She had short dark hair and a cute kind of a
gymnast's body. She was walking with a determined
stride. Behind her a middle-aged man was screaming at
the top of his lungs. She walked on stonily ignoring
him. As she got close she caught my eye.

"Do you need help?" I asked.

"No," she said wanly.

"Mind your own business," the man screamed at me. I
took a step toward him and he backed off. Obviously a
coward as well as a bully.

I looked at her again, "Are you sure you're ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." And she set off again. I looked at
the man. He could read the disgust in my face at his
bullying behavior. He walked around me going well into
the street to avoid me. He caught up with her a few
houses down and resumed his yelling. A few seconds
later they disappeared around the corner.

What an ass I thought to myself and went inside.

A week later I was sitting in my front room with the
windows open enjoying the cool spring breeze when I
heard a scream. I ran out front and saw the same girl
sitting on the sidewalk in front of my house holding a
hand to her face. The same man was standing over her.
I ran out and shoved him out into the street. He
started to come back so I raised my hands. He
retreated. I bent down and saw the red mark on her
face where he had slugged her. It was going to be a
doozy of a shiner. I looked her over and saw that her
other eye was already starting to bruise as well. She
was crying.

"Stand up," I said and I helped her stand. "Come
inside."

"No, I can't," she cried.

"Yes you can. Come in," as I led her inside. Once
inside I got a towel with some ice and had her lay
down with the wet towel over her eyes. Once she was
lying down I called 911 and told them that a crazy man
was outside my house. They said they'd send a car by
to talk with him. I didn't mention the girl. I
probably should have but she was upset and it affected
my thinking.

I talked with her while she slowly calmed down. In a
while she was able to talk coherently. Her name was
Xandra, shortened from Alexandra. They had just moved
from back east and didn't know anybody in town. Their
neighbors didn't even know them. The idiot was her
dad. Turned out this wasn't the first time he hit her.
They had come over from Romania when she was a baby.
Now I knew why she had reminded me of a gymnast. She
looked just like that Romanian gymnast that had given
me the hots. What was that girl's name? Before I could
recall she went on to explain that her mom had died
and since then her dad had started drinking and after
she started to develop physically had started to
accuse her of being a slut and then to hit her if she
got home late from school. He had been drinking since
early in the morning on this particular day. She
wasn't allowed outside the house except to go to
school. She had gotten fed up with his drunken yelling
and left the house. That's why he slugged her. 

I was about to ask her a question when the mirror on
the back wall shattered and I heard a loud bang. I
threw her on the floor and ducked myself. What the
FUCK? I yelled in my head. Then I heard a police
siren. Two more shots. Then silence. I waited what
seemed like an eternity. I heard numerous sirens
getting closer and soon the entire street in front of
my house was lit up by rotating lights. 

A knock on the door. I looked over the sofa and saw a
police officer at the door. I answered the door. 

"Do you live here?" he asked. I nodded. "Do you know
what the hell this is all about?"

"I don't think so. What happened?"

Well, the short version. Dad came back with his
pistol. He took a shot at the house but his timing was
off and he took that shot right as the cop car came
around the corner. When he saw the car he pointed the
gun at the cop. Bad idea, The cop pulled over and put
two slugs through him. He was dead before he hit the
ground. I told the cop I didn't know who the guy was.
He just showed up yelling and screaming. I thought he
was nuts and that's why I called. The cop finished
asking me questions and left.

The cop noticed Xandra and that she was upset. I'm
sure he just figured she was upset by the shot. I know
I was pretty skittish. When the cop left she threw
herself in my arms sobbing hysterically. I held her
for a while then put her down in the guest bedroom.

Christ, what do I do now? I waited for Child
Protective Services to show up and claim the girl. The
cops had to find out he had a daughter. I waited till
late that night. Xandra finally fell asleep in my
guestroom.

The next morning, still nothing. She woke up and came
out. I fixed us some breakfast.

"What are you going to do?" I asked.

"I don't know. I don't have any relatives in this
country and no friends. I don't want to live in an
orphanage." She started to cry again. I held her until
she stopped. "Can I stay here until I know?"

I wasn't sure that was a good idea but I didn't have a
better idea. I drove her over to their apartment.
Apparently the cops hadn't traced the guy there yet.
She cleaned out her few possessions, a couple drawers
of clothes, schoolbooks and a few knick-knacks. It was
a sad comment on her existence that everything fit in
a large backpack she carried and a box that I carried.
When she was done you couldn't tell she had ever lived
there. We went back to my house.

I started to wonder if the cops would ever trace her
to the guy. I broached the subject with her and she
went into hysterics at the idea of calling the cops.
She begged me not to make her go. To shut her up I
promised not to call the cops. She moved her stuff
into the guestroom.

I kept waiting for the shoe to drop. She didn't want
to try to find out what they did with her dad afraid
she'd be discovered and sent to an orphanage. She went
to school and came home and hid in my house. I finally
introduced her to the neighbors as my niece who had
come to live with me because my brother had split from
his wife and was traveling on the road too much. I
read the papers and talked to the cops a few times as
an interested bystander, I mean he had shot my mirror
out. They let me know that they found out where he
worked. Nobody liked him. He never talked to his
coworkers and thought he had no family. The autopsy
showed an alcohol blood level in excess of .2%. They
found his apartment from his work records and looked
there. We had missed them by less than an hour. He was
just a loner who went nuts one day. As far as the cops
were concerned the case was closed. The story made
page 5 below the fold and that was it. My insurance
covered the new mirror and the repairs. In some unreal
way it was like the whole thing never happened. A mad
man disappears and I have a girl living with me.

That's how I wound up with a 16-year-old more or less
daughter. When I was married I had hosted a couple
exchange students, a girl from Sweden and one from
Holland so I was used to suddenly having a teenage
'daughter' just show up. Xandra was moody for a month
or two but having somebody treat her well was so new
and so welcome she quickly left the trauma behind and
blossomed. She made some friends at school now that
she could hang out after school and because she was
not worried that I would go ballistic because she had
a friend.  She told them the party line that I was her
uncle but really like her dad. 

She seemed pretty normal except that she was not body
conscious like most teen girls. Xandra didn't seem to
mind skin and would walk in the bath when I was
showering and started leaving the door open when she
showered.  Hey, skin is just skin so I never said
anything. But it was how I noticed she didn't shave. I
decided to mention it because I knew she grew up
without a mother and her dad had been from backward
Europe.

"Xandra. I noticed you don't shave."

"Yeah. I know most girls in gym do but I don't know
why they do," she answered.

"Well it is California," I said.

"What's that got to do with it?" she asked.

I paused, "Uh, well, California is known for having a
lot of lesbians who don't shave."

"Oh God," she gasped. "Do they think I'm a queer 'cuz
I don't shave? Oh God no." She threw her hands over
her face.

"Xandra, please don't get so upset. If you're worried
just start shaving." 

"I don't know how. Will you show me how?"

I was startled. Damn, what to do now? Well, you
accepted the responsibility boy. Now you got yourself
into it. "Uh sure. I'll show you."

"Will you show me now?"

"Uh ok." What have I gotten myself into?

"The girls shave under their arms and their legs
right?" she asked.

"Yeah, And some girls do a bikini shave too."

"What," she looked confused.

"A bikini shave so they can wear a bikini." I said
kind of motioning where my leg met the body and
ruefully smiling hoping she wouldn't ask more.

She just looked at me and finally said, "Ok. You'll
just have to show me that too." She looked at me and
said, "C'mon. You said now." I stood and led her into
the bath. She followed and when we were in the bath
said, "I have to take off my clothes right?"

"Do you have a bikini you could wear?" I responded
hopefully.

"That's dumb. I'd just get hair all over it." As she
pulled her shirt over her head. The bra and pants
followed quickly. Before I could really think about it
she was in front of me sans clothes. Damn, she was
beautiful. Pale olive skin, small well-formed breasts
surmounted by small areolas with pronounced nipples.
She had a bushy triangle of hair between her legs. I
could feel my erection start. Oh no, I thought. Stop
it you pervert. I was willing that erection away. Ever
try to not think of a pink elephant? I was just about
as successful.

"Get in the bath," as I turned around to hide the
growth in my pants. I pulled out a disposable razor
and an electric trimmer. I fiddled around until my
trouser snake subsided. I turned back to Xandra
standing in the tub. "Raise your arms." She did and I
used the trimmer to take off most of the hair. A quick
wash and some soap on her pits and I used the
disposable shaver to clean her off. Wash off the soap
and "It's done. Just that easy."

She looked in the mirror and admired my handiwork.
"That feels funny. Ok, now my legs." She put one leg
up on the side of the tub. It caused her legs to part
and I got a good look between her legs. Instant
erection. I dropped to my knees so that the rim of the
tub hid the bulge. I soaped one calf and slowly shaved
it clean. Running the razor over her skin was
incredibly erotic. The feel of her soft skin after the
hair was gone was electric. I started on her thigh
doing the outside and around to the front. As I moved
to the inside of her thigh she let her leg fall open
so that even more of her pussy was visible. I tried
not to look. Really I did. But there it was. I had to
put my hand on her knee to hold her leg still. Her
skin burned my palm. With one eye following the razor
and one eye staring at the labia I was in a state. I
was like one of those crazy lizards that have eyes
that move in opposite directions. I felt like I was
going crazy. I wanted to reach out and run my hands
across her beautiful lips. I wanted to run my tongue
between those lips. I knew I couldn't. She's only 16
my mind screamed. I concentrated on the shaving again.
When I finished one leg she changed positions and put
the other leg on the rim. I started at the ankle and
moved up again. When I got to the thigh she let her
leg fall open again. My heart was pounding and my cock
hurt from being constrained in my pants. I knew I was
going to jack off as soon as we were done. I had to.
Finished. I looked up at her face.

"Thank you for doing my legs," she smiled. "Now you
have to do my bikini." She sat on the tub with her
legs spread wide. I was staring right at her pussy. I
could smell a soft aroma emanating from her. It was
woman. The pheromones boosted my already energized
libido like an electric current straight to the sex
center of my brain. I reached up with the trimmer and
my hand had a tremor. I had to use both hands to trim
the hair from her bush. I trimmed her into a neat
triangle and then thinned the whole bush so that she
just had a neat tuft of hair. I trimmed the hair off
her labia so they stood out. I looked up at her again
and she handed me the wash cloth.

"Please wash me off." I washed her off letting the
cloth linger on her labia and then I felt my fingers
part the two lips and start to wash down into her
pussy. Xandra let her head fall back and a moan
sounded deep in her throat. "Yes, do it like that."

No, my mind screamed. I can't be doing this. I let the
cloth drop from my hands. "Xandra, I can't..."

She looked down at me. "Why not?"

"Because you're sixteen." I started to move away when
she wrapped her legs around me pulling me off balance.
I fell forward and my face wound up in her crotch, her
newly trimmed hair tickling my nose. I pulled back.
"That was a sneaky trick." I pulled her legs from
around me and sat back on the floor. "Xandra, do you
know what you are asking?"

"Do you think this was all by accident? Don't you know
why I started to leave the door open while I showered?
Do you really think I asked you to shave me without me
knowing what could happen? I can't believe you are
saying no. I was really hoping as soon as you said you
would shave me that you would, well, do me. You can't
say no now."

She was right. I had known in the back of my mind that
it could lead to this and I had secretly hoped it
would. I smiled at her, "You're right. I suppose I was
hoping it would lead somewhere when you asked me. But
I still need to know that you really want me to
continue."

She looked into my eyes and said, "I want you to make
me a woman. Teach me how. You are the best man I have
ever known. You are a beautiful man. I want to give
you everything."

How could I say no to that? "One thing then. Promise
that you will never tell anyone. I could get in big
trouble."

"I promise. It will just be one more of our secrets. I
think we have bigger secrets. And if I told anyone
this secret even bigger ones would come out. I have
good reasons to keep our secrets."

I rose up on my knees and kissed her, a long lingering
kiss. I led her to my bedroom. Pulling her to the bed
I had her lay down and quickly I pulled off my
clothes. She lay in the middle of the bed her legs
pulled up slightly looking very vulnerable. She had a
look of concern as she realized that it was one thing
to think about it, but here it was for real. She
stared at my erect cock pointing at her.

"It's big," was all she said.

"Xandra sweetie, it won't hurt you. Touch it." She
reached out and let her fingertips graze the head of
my penis. It jumped at the first contact and she
pulled her hand away.

"Oh, it jumped." She looked up at me.

"That's because it wanted you to touch it more. It
felt good." Again she reached out and touched the tip
of my cock. She ran her fingers over it and then down
the underside. "Wrap your hand around it Xandra." She
looked at me and then let her hand wrap around the
girth of my rod. Her hand was so small that it barely
made it all the way around. I moved my hips so that my
cock slid into her hand. She looked surprised and then
got the idea. She pumped her hand on my cock and I
gave her pointers on technique; harder, softer,
longer, slower until she was getting into it. I
watched her hand on my cock. It was incredibly
exciting. This sweet young girl was jacking me off. It
was the first cock she had ever touched. 

I looked at her naked body and had to touch it. I had
to kiss it. I moved up on the bed and lay next to her.
I kissed her softly and she responded. Our passion
mounted as we kissed. I let my hand run down until it
was cupping her small tit. The whole thing fit into my
hand. Her nipple hardened and I felt it poking my
palm. I rubbed my hand over her nipple. Moving down I
took her tit into my mouth. I was excited and wanted
to jump her bones right now. But I knew that I had to
go slow and make sure she was fully turned on before I
took her cherry. It was difficult to concentrate on
foreplay when all I wanted to do was be inside her.

After playing with her tits for a while I cupped her
mound with my hand. She was wet. I spread the wetness
over her clit and took it between my thumb and finger.
She moaned at the intense feeling. I suckled her
nipples while playing with her clit. How would she
taste? I kissed down across her stomach. She watched
me curiously. 

"Are you going to kiss me down there?" she asked.

"Yes. I'm going to lick and suck you." She watched
fascinated as my mouth hovered over her pussy. I
extended my tongue as her eyes widened and stabbed it
down at her labia. She tasted wonderful. I lapped
along her slit from the bottom to the top. As my
tongue lapped her clit she let out a small moan and
her head dropped back. I sucked her clit into my mouth
and licked it as I sucked. I watched her face as the
intense feelings of pleasure coursed through her body.
I attacked her clit and labia sucking the whole thing
into my mouth and massaging it with my lips. Her
juices were flowing now. 

Do I make her cum with my mouth and then fuck her or
do it now? Her hands grabbed the bed sheets and pulled
her crotch against my pleasure generating mouth. I
couldn't wait. I had to bury my rod in her virgin
pussy. My mind screamed, I have to have her.

I rose up and covered her body with mine. My cock
poked at her entrance. I slid the tip around until it
was coated with her lubricating juice. When it poked
her clit she jumped. I slid my cock down until it was
lined up with her never breached canal. As it parted
her lips I felt her tense.

"Relax," I said.

"I'm nervous. I want it. But I'm scared," she said
with a tremble in her voice. I looked down to where my
cock touched her. God she was tiny. Her little
gymnast's body was lying under mine. Her trimmed pussy
left her unobscured and I could see the wetness of her
pussy and my cock spreading her lips. The head was
barely half way inside.

"Xandra? Do you want me to do it?"

"Yes. I want it."

"Show me. Tell me." I reached down and started to
finger her clit while gently rocking my hips. The new
sensations pushed her back into her erotic state.

"Hmm, yes. I like it. It feels so good. Please, do me.
I want you to make me a woman." My cock dipped just a
little deeper with each rock of my hips. The entire
head was buried on the in strokes. I kept up the clit
fingering and increased the depth of my cock thrusts.
Soon I was meeting resistance. I made sure my cock was
well lubricated. I increased the speed of my finger
and as I felt her tremble from the sensation I let my
cock burrow its way deep into her tight hot virgin
cunt. She grunted as my cock tore past her maidenhead
but that was it. 

My cock was buried to the hilt and I was mashing her
clit. I moved my hips in small circles. "How does that
feel?" I asked.

"Oh God it's so big. It feels nice. It only stung for
a second. It didn't really hurt. Ohh, that feels good
what you are doing. Oh yes. We're doing it." She
looked into my eyes and smiled. "I like it."

"What," I asked?

"Doing it." 

"Doing what," I asked? "Say it."

She paused so I pulled almost all the way out. "No.
Don't leave me." She grabbed my ass and tried to pull
me back in.

"What do you want me to do baby? Say it."

She pulled some more but I resisted. Just the tip of
my cock was inside her. "I want it. Please, fuck me,"
she begged. I plunged back in and started a gentle
rhythm. "Oh God... fuck me... Uh, Uh, Uh," she moaned in
time with the thrusts.

Her pussy was marvelously tight. It felt like a velvet
vice had hold of my cock. It squeezed my cock from tip
to base on every stroke. Thank God she was juicing
freely and was well lubricated or she would have
stripped the skin off my cock the way her pussy was
grabbing it. Damn, she is tight was all I could think.
I had been fucking her for less than a minute and I
could feel the cum start to boil in my balls. That
familiar stirring which forebodes the explosion was
building already. Damn, I want this to last so I
started thinking about anything else. I slowed the
pace of my strokes. I held my cock all the way in and
made little circles with my hips to stimulate her clit
while not stimulating my cock too much. I stopped and
held completely still while she ground her pussy
against me. In short, I tried all the tricks to last
just a little longer. 

Every second I could stall the peak was another second
of ecstasy. I looked down at her sweet young face and
I remembered she was a virgin. This is the first cock
she ever felt. Mine is the first to have split open
her cunt lips. I'm going to be the first to blast
sperm up inside her. The first, the first... As those
thoughts filled my head I picked up the pace of my
fucking. I wanted to fill her up. Her eyes were closed
and she had wrapped her legs around my ass and was
meeting me on every thrust. Her breathing was ragged
and her mouth hung open. Her face glistened with a
light sheen of wetness and I saw a flush start to
cover her neck and chest. She was close to cumming.

Xandra moaned deep in her throat and her hands ran
across my back and grabbed my shoulders. Her fingers
dub into the flesh and she screamed, "OH GOD." I felt
her pussy spasm around my shaft. She moaned in time
with those contractions, "Uhh, Uhh, Uhh."

It was too much and I felt the first contraction as my
cum sped down the shaft and blasted into her tight no
longer virgin pussy. I was washing her pussy with cum
for the first time. "Oh God," I yelled. "I'm cumming.
Take it. Take my cum. Take it all." 

"Oh. I feel it. Oh Yes." Xandra moaned

I pumped furiously as spasm after spasm wracked my
balls. I lost count of the contractions as I kept
cumming. My balls were empty and still I felt the
spasms as I tried to give her every last drop of cum.
As quickly as it started it stopped. My cock was
buried in Xandra's pussy. I could feel our combined
cum had been forced out of her tight pussy and was
coating my balls and her ass. I pulled out as Xandra
let out a little moan of disappointment as my cock
left her empty. I looked down at my cum coated rod and
I saw a smear of red along it as well. Her virginity
had left its trace.

I lay at her side and she snuggled into my arms. "Oh
thank you. You made me a woman. No man has ever
treated me like you do. Hold me" I held her against me
and stroked her back. I felt her breathing change and
become slower as she fell asleep.  I reached over to
turn out the light. I lay awake for awhile as I
thought about this new state of affairs. I had a
beautiful 16-year-old lover in my bed. And she was
going to be here every night. I fell asleep dreaming
about having her cute body all over me and all the sex
we had yet to discover. Good night and beautiful
dreams.




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