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   WARNINGS: ADULTS ONLY!  This story depicts consensual sexual activity
between men and women, or women and women.  Some of the participants in the
story may be under the age of 18.  If you are too young to read about sex
in your legal jurisdiction, please do not read this.  The law says teens
should remain in ignorance of the thing they think about the most.  If that
makes sense to you please write and tell me how it does because it sounds
just insane to me.





   Neighborhood Pranks





   It was late afternoon when the doorbell rang.  Mike wandered to the
front and opened the door.  No one was there.  He stuck his head out the
door looking for a UPS package.  When the drivers get busy, they would
sometimes just drop a package on the porch, hit the bell, and take off.  Of
course, Mike usually heard the truck leaving.  There was nothing on the
porch.  Something was weird.

   Mike looked around again; still nothing.  The hair stood up on his arms
and he backed into the house.  That's when Mike saw a head stick up on the
other side of the bushes several doors down.  It was a kid about thirteen.
Mike heard several boys laughing, then the sound of running.  Very funny...
Mike slammed the door.

   "Kids these days have no respect," he muttered.  Mike certainly never
went out with friends at night armed with a screwdriver to turn people's
license plates upside down.  And he never did what his parents did, turning
over outhouses on Halloween.  'Where do these kids get this stuff?' Mike
couldn't help but smile as he thought, 'Karma really is a bitch.'

   It happened again a few days later.  This time Mike was quicker and saw
three girls running down the street.  One girl was taller than the others
and looked older, post-pubescent, her long blonde hair trailing in the wind
as she ran.  'That's one I'd like to catch,' he thought.  Mike laughed,
realizing that these girls must have really thought they were doing
something dangerous to run like that.  He remembered what it was like at
that age, the idea of being caught more terrifying than a parent-teacher
conference.

   It was a week later when Mike happened to be in his front room.  He
spied the same three girls walking along the road.  He could tell they were
egging each other on.  'Maybe,' Mike thought.  He smiled as he imagined how
terrifying it would be to be suddenly caught.  He could have some fun if he
really played it to the hilt.

   He quickly hid behind the door, which had been built with a
speak-through.  The little brass door of the speak-through had come loose
over the years and he could see around it if he put his eye right up to it.


   The tall blonde came scurrying up the path.  She hesitated and turned
back.  The two girls on the street made faces.  The blonde turned again and
slowly, quietly, walked up onto the porch.  As she lunged for the bell,
Mike yanked open the door and grabbed her wrist.

   She jumped back, trying to yank her arm free.  Mike yelled at the two
girls still on the road, "Stop, I've called the police." They screamed and
took off.  Mike wasn't sure their feet were even touching the ground but
they were Olympic material based on the speed they attained disappearing
down the road.  Mike almost laughed, but he remembered he had a handful of
girl.

   She was trying to pull away, her face terrified.  "You are under
arrest," Mike said.

   That took the wind out of her sails.  She had a look of utter defeat on
her face.  One he was sure he had at her age more than once when caught in
some of his pranks.  Mike pulled her into the house and had her sit on his
couch.  "Do you know what you did is trespassing and you could go to jail?"

   She shook her head and Mike saw the start of tears.

   Mike was really throwing out the stops when he said, "Should I call the
cops?"

   "No, please," she wailed.

   He almost laughed at that one but he could see that her guilty conscious
made her gullible.  He should have felt ashamed.  "Then I should call your
parents," Mike said menacingly.

   "Oh, no.  I'll be grounded like, forever," she wailed, her eyes
glistening with tears unshed.

   Mike had been having fun but he was a sucker for tears.  "You deserve to
be punished.  What's your name?" he asked in a much less combative voice.

   "Tanya," she answered.

   "Tanya, you know what you did is wrong and you deserve to be punished?"
Mike asked levelly.

   "Yeah, I guess," she admitted.

   "Maybe we can compromise.  You don't want to go to jail?" She shook her
head.  "You don't want to be grounded." She shook her head again.

   Mike was trying to guess her age.  She was quite cute in that
post-pubescent but young teenage way.  Her eyes were a striking blue.  Her
blonde hair was long and wavy.  Her hips were just starting to round out
and give her womanly curves.  Her top was loose so it was hard to tell how
much she had up top.  Not a lot in any case.

   In that split second, Mike decided.  On mature reflection he should
never have done what he was about to do.  Looking back, he could kick
himself for what happened next, but there was temptation, and like Adam,
Mike fell.

   "I'll make you a deal.  You agree to let me punish you as I see fit and
I'll promise not to tell anyone what happened," Mike said.

   Her eyes widened.  She was shocked speechless.

   "Or I can call someone and they can punish you.  My way will be over
much quicker," Mike said pressing his advantage.  Mike waited, letting her
stew.

   "Okay," she finally said.

   "Then I am going to spank you," Mike said.

   She blushed, "I've never been spanked."

   Mike raised his eyebrow challenging her to protest.  She looked down at
her hands in her lap but said nothing.  "Do you agree?"

   Without looking up, she nodded.

   "Good.  Turn around and lean on the couch."

   Tanya looked up and there was defiance in her eyes.  Mike kept his face
composed and let her decide.  The defiance drained away.  She knelt before
the couch, turned, and leaned on her elbows on the couch.  Her cute little
ass in her tight shorts was on display.

   Mike looked at that ass.  Five minutes before this had all been a game
with a little girl.  But that beautifully rounded little ass had changed
everything.  He wanted more than anything to rip her shorts off and plunge
his cock into her.  He was developing a hardon that threatened to burst his
zipper.  Mike knelt behind her.  She looked back, trepidation on her
features.  "Look forward," Mike told her.

   Mike reached around and quickly undid her shorts, pulling them and her
panties down to her knees in one quick motion.  She yelped, "What are you
doing?"

   "I'm going to spank your bare butt so you'll remember it.  This is
punishment, you know."

   "You're not going to..." She hesitated.

   "No, I'm not going to rape you.  I'm going to spank you," he said but in
his mind he was envisioning his cock going into the girl bending down
before him.

   Tanya gulped but turned her head back to the front, bending back down so
her cute ass was pushed out.  Her pale white ass seemed to glow in front of
his eyes.  Mike could see her hairless pussy lips between her thighs.

   Mike took a deep breath to get himself under control.  Mike raised his
hand and brought it down, not hard but firm, cupped slightly so that it
made the maximum sound for the minimum impact.  Smack!

   Tanya yelped, more from surprise than pain.

   Mike smacked the other cheek.  She didn't jump anywhere near as much. 
Then, back and forth he smacked her cute little ass.  He wasn't hitting her
very hard but her cheeks did redden and the tears started.  He was sure he
had made the point.

   His hand resting on her ass, the fingers laying in the crack near her
pussy, Mike said, "I'm sorry I had to punish you, Tanya.  But you did
deserve it."

   She snorted back her tears and nodded.

   "Would you like me to kiss it better?" Mike asked.  It was a little
crazy he realized but he couldn't help it.  His hand on her ass was causing
all sorts of irrational thoughts.

   Her head came up in surprise.  Mike didn't wait for an answer.  He bent
forward and kissed one cheek.  Tanya gasped in surprise.  Mike kissed
several more times around her beautiful ass.  Because she made no protest,
Mike didn't stop but continued doing what he had just been fantasizing
about.  His fingers settled between her thighs, just below her mound.  She
pushed back slightly.  Mike smiled as he continued kissing, getting closer
and closer to her glory.

   Tongue extended, Mike lapped along her slit.  She gasped.  She wasn't
asking what he was doing and she wasn't telling him to stop.  Her head fell
onto the couch pushing her pussy back closer to him.  Mike teased and
tasted her.  The arousing smell of woman grew and he tasted the musky fluid
of her.  `She may be young,' he thought, `but she isn't a little girl.' She
reacted just like a woman.

   "Do you want to feel really good?" Mike asked.

   Mike heard a strangled agreement.

   Smiling, Mike told her, "Turn over, sweetheart."

   Mike helped her turn over and settle onto the couch.  Ripping her shorts
the rest of the way off her legs, he held her legs up and dove into her
almost hairless pussy.  She had fine down above her pussy turning a golden
color.  Mike licked and sucked her pussy.  Tanya moaned and twisted, her
hips bouncing under his tongue.  Her eyes were shut, her mouth open, as
moans and groans filled the air.

   His mouth sucked her clitoris between his lips as his tongue flicked
over it.  Her whole body seized up, rigid, her ass up off the couch as Mike
lapped her pussy.

   "Ahhhh..." a moaning wail came from Tanya as her legs clamped around his
head squeezing him against her pussy.  Mike lapped and sucked as her hips
jerked and spasmed under him.  Suddenly, she went limp, breathing hard and
shuddering.

   Mike smiled and sat back.  That had been a fine orgasm.  Mike loved it
when he made a woman cum like she had never cum before.  Tanya's eyes
opened, then focused.  "Oh, God.  What was that?"

   "An orgasm.  You've had one before, haven't you?"

   She shook her head.

   "When you touch yourself?" Mike asked.

   She nodded.  "I've touched myself but it never felt like that."

   "Well, that was an orgasm.  Make up for the spanking?" Mike asked.

   "Oh yeah," she said smiling.  "I thought you weren't going to..."

   "I didn't.  I was kissing it to make it feel better after the spanking,"
he said.

   Her eyes sparkled, "I never had anyone kiss me like that before."

   It was obvious she no longer minded the spanking.  She had something
much more pleasant to remember.  "You can't tell anyone, even your friends,
or you might have to go to jail," Mike said.  It was a lie, of course, but
now that the heat of the moment had passed and as some rationality came
back to him, Mike was getting a little worried.

   She was recovered now and sat up, primly bringing her legs together.  "I
promise.  Um, what if I ring your bell again?" she asked.

   Mike winked, "That's up to you."

   She smiled.  "How long have I been here?"

   "Too long.  Tell your friends that I threatened to have you arrested or
call your parents but lectured you about ringing door bells before sending
you home."

   Tanya smiled, "Okay," she jumped up and quickly dressed.  Mike led her
to the door.  Before he opened it, she threw her arms around his neck and
kissed him.  "Thank you for not calling the police." She had a gleam in her
eye.  She understood what had really happened and she wasn't unhappy about
it.

   "You're welcome," Mike said opening the door.

   Tanya scampered down the path.  She stopped at the street and looked
back as she struck a pose.  Mike supposed it wasn't conscious, but it was
obvious to Mike that she was letting him know she was sexy.  She took off
down the road, her long blonde hair trailing in the golden afternoon light.

   *****

   The next afternoon the doorbell rang.  Mike had fantasized excessively
about Tanya showing up again.  She was on his mind as Mike opened the door.
It wasn't Tanya.  "Yes?"

   "Tanya said I should come and apologize for ringing the bell," the girl
said.

   "Oh," Mike answered.  "Okay, come in.  Have a seat," Mike said pointing
at the couch.  She sat looking very uncomfortable.  "What's your name?"

   "Karen," she answered.

   "Okay, I'm ready," Mike said.

   "We're sorry for ringing the bell.  It just seemed kind of funny to see
the look on people's faces," she said.

   Mike really had to work not to smile.  Mike studied Karen.  She was
pretty and maybe younger than Tanya.  Her body had started to change and
Mike guessed her to be somewhere between ten and twelve.  Mike knew from
things he had read that it wasn't unusual for girls her age to have started
masturbating.  But for him, she was too young.  She hadn't crossed that
magical threshold that Mike would consider, doable.  "I accept your
apology."

   "So, you're not going to punish me?" she sounded surprised.

   "No, I think having to come here and apologize is punishment enough. 
You probably had to suffer more in your mind wondering what I was going to
do than I could ever do."

   She looked relieved.  "Yeah.  Tanya wouldn't say what you did to punish
her.  She just said it hurt a little but not too bad."

   `The minx.  If I get my hands on her I'll make her sorry for blabbing,'
Mike thought.  "Thank you for coming.  It was a brave thing." Mike stood
and opened the door.  As Karen went through, Mike slapped her ass.

   "Hey," she said surprised.

   "Now you know what Tanya got," Mike told her.

   Karen rubbed her ass.  "Oh." She brightened right up.  "Bye."

   Mike waved as she ran down the road.  Confession is good for the soul.

   *****

   The next afternoon, the bell rang.  This was getting a bit annoying. 
Mike opened the door and saw Tanya, her long golden hair wafting in the
afternoon breeze.  Mike was entranced by her hair, like the Venus of
Botticelli.

   "Have you come to apologize too?" Mike asked.

   She shook her head.  "Can I come in?"

   Mike held open the door.  Tanya came in and Mike closed the door.  She
looked a bit uncomfortable.

   "So, you put Karen up to apologizing," Mike said.

   She nodded.  "I just wondered if you'd do the same things with her, you
know, as you did with me.  But you didn't." She looked at him intently.

   Ah, now Mike knew why she had come back.  Mike sat on the couch and
pointed to the space next to him.  Tanya hesitated, then sat.

   Mike could have told Tanya the absolute truth, that Karen was just too
young, but there are times when the truth isn't the best thing, especially
when you are trying to seduce a girl.  That confession stuff be damned. 
"Tanya, I did that with you because you are so beautiful.  Maybe I was
wrong and I should apologize."

   "Oh no," she said.  "You really think I'm beautiful?  I mean, I don't
have much..." she looked down at her blouse, this one much tighter and
molding to her distinct but small breasts.

   "Yes, I think you are beautiful.  It isn't big tits that make a woman
beautiful," Mike said.  Tanya blushed.  Mike continued, "It is all of the
parts in harmony.  Your eyes, so blue, your golden hair that seems to fly
in the wind, your perfect skin, your rounded perfect butt, and your breasts
that are perfect for you.  Big tits wouldn't look right on you."

   She was still blushing a little but she was hanging on every word.  "I'm
glad you didn't do anything with Karen."

   It clicked.  She had sent Karen as a test.  Mike had passed.  "Have you
thought about the other day?"

   She nodded, "A lot.  Can we..."

   "You want me to spank you?" Mike asked innocently.

   "No, the other," she said.

   Mike took her hand.  "Tanya, what happened was kind of an accident.  I
mean, neither of us expected or really controlled what happened.  If we do
it again, we need to be open and admit that we want to go on."

   She nodded.  She took a deep breath, "I want to have sex like we did."

   Well, Mike was right.  She knew exactly what had happened, and she liked
it.  Apparently, she liked it so much she wanted more.  Mike held up her
hand and kissed the palm.  She smiled.  "And there are other things we can
do.  Would you be open to doing many things?"

   She looked a bit anxious but nodded.

   "Don't worry.  I won't do anything that hurts as bad as the spanking."
They both laughed as the tension was released.  "We need some rules, for
both of us.  We can't tell anyone, not even Karen."

   Tanya smiled at that.  "I know.  I didn't really tell her anything."

   "Yes, I know, Love.  But we can't even tell people we are meeting.  They
would stop us," Mike said.  Tanya nodded.  "We only do things we both want
to do," Mike said.  She relaxed a little more.

   "I know you could get in trouble.  They had all the girls in the
cafeteria telling us about rapists and molesters and how if anyone touches
us we should report them to our teacher.  But I liked doing it with you,"
she said.

   "Sweet, that is the answer.  If you like it and you want to and you are
willing to accept the good parts and the not so good parts of a
relationship, then you are old enough to decide," Mike said.  "No one else
really has the right to decide for you.  Only you can know in your heart
when you are ready."

   She nodded.  "I want to."

   Mike bent forward and kissed her lips for the first time.  It was a
short kiss, but her eyes were dreamy when they finished.  Still holding her
hand, he stood and led her into his bedroom.

   Mike was nervous and anxious at the same time.  His body felt like a
live wire was attached, randomly sending shocks to him, jumpy and twitchy.
He was going to fuck this lovely beautiful young woman and there was danger
in that.  But the danger also brought excitement.  Along with the
excitement of fucking a beautiful young woman it was too much for the
danger to dissuade Mike from his course.

   Tanya was nervous and anxious at the same time.  Nervous because of the
unknown and anxious because her body was ready; she was ready to experience
the pleasure of mating.  Their first time together had only whetted her
appetite.  Now she wanted to be fulfilled, filled over and over.

   In his bedroom, he pulled her to him.  She melted into his arms.  `Just
like a movie,' she thought.

   Their lips met for the second time.  This time it wasn't thanks, it was,
please, that they communicated.  Their lips parted and Mike's tongue lanced
between Tanya's.  At first, she wasn't sure what exactly to do; nervous
because she was unsure.  That quickly faded as Mike gently led her, his
tongue playing with her, responding to her movements until they moved
together in the natural rhythm of the dance: touching, teasing, taking the
pulse of each other.

   Mike pulled back.  Tanya's eyes were dreamy.  He pulled the hem of her
top up.  She raised her arms.  Her long hair flowed from the opening
cascading down over both of them.  They laughed as she shook her head, the
hair rolling like the waves on the ocean, as it fell behind her.  Mike
kissed her again.  His hands found her bra and unsnapped it.  He looked
down as it released her small tits to his sight.  She really didn't need a
bra.  They barely stood up from her chest, mostly they were puffy nipples.

   Mike knelt before this lovely Goddess, pausing to kiss and lick her
nipples as he did.  She shuddered at the sensations.  He unsnapped her
shorts and gently pulled them down along with her panties.  Again, he saw
her womanhood, adorned with soft golden curls.  She kicked off her sandals
as he threw her shorts aside.  Again, he took her in his arms and they
kissed.

   He helped her onto his bed.  Mike knelt between her legs, which opened
in welcome.  Tanya's eyes widened in anticipation of the pleasure.  He bent
down and kissed her nether lips, already musky with arousal.

   "Ohh," she moaned, as Mike's tongue split her labia and licked from one
end to the other.  "This was what I wanted," Tanya said.  Smiling, he held
her open and licked around her little bud, which quickly engorged with
blood, grew deep red and distended.

   It was a gentle and leisurely loving.  Mike took his time to tease
Tanya, running his tongue over her labia, delving deeply into her pussy,
sliding from top to bottom, circling her little rosebud before finding her
clitoris again.  His free hand slid up over her belly and tweaked her
nipples causing Tanya to moan and thrust her hips at him, wanting more,
wanting to reach her peak.

   She was getting close, Mike noticed.  He shifted from teasing her to
pleasing her, sucking her clitoris between his lips while his tongue lashed
it.  His face was flooded with her arousal, his tongue lapping her juices.
His hand pressed gently and rhythmically over her loins, simulating the
motions of sex on her uterus.  Tanya's hips moved in unison with that
rhythm.  Her head was flopping from side to side as her blonde hair flashed
in the light.

   Her body tensed.  Mike continued his assault on her pussy.  Then, like a
spring held too long in tension, her orgasm burst.  Tanya was thrashing
about as Mike held onto her, keeping his mouth glued to her pussy.  He
slowed as she crested her peak and gently licked her pussy as she came back
to Earth.

   "Oh," she said, her eyes fluttering open.  "That was better than last
time."

   Mike sat up, "I'm glad." He quickly threw off his shirt and pants as
Tanya recovered.  He moved between her splayed legs, conscious of what a
small girl she was.  Holding himself off of her, Mike ran his erect cock
along her pussy, wet with her cum.

   Tanya looked down with some trepidation.  "It's big."

   "Thank you," he said smiling.  "A guy always likes to hear that from a
woman."

   Tanya smiled back, the humor diffusing her anxiety.

   His cock was coated with her as he lined up the head of his cock.  He
felt it slip into her opening and seat itself.  He kissed her as he pressed
gently.  "Ready?"

   Still buzzing from her orgasm, Tanya smiled.  "Okay."

   The tip of his cock entered her.  She stretched a little.  He pressed
again.  There was a resistance, then it parted and the head of his cock
lanced into her pussy.  Tanya yelped.  Mike held still since her muscles
had clamped down.  He gently rocked waiting for her to relax.

   "Bad?" he asked.

   "No, it just surprised me," she said.

   Looking down to where his cock was already lancing into her tight pussy,
Mike asked, "Does it hurt a lot?"

   "Not as much as the spanking.  Now it is starting to feel good."

   Still rocking, Mike asked her, "How about now?"

   "It feels big," she said.

   Mike felt her muscles unclench.  He pushed again and moved deeper. 
Still gently rocking, Mike pressed again and again until he was buried in
her tight twat.  Tanya moaned as his loins mashed against her clitoris. 
"How about now?" he asked.

   "Oh God.  So big," she said.

   "Do you like it?" Mike felt her muscles ripple along his cock.

   "Yes," she answered.  Her hips began moving with his, rising to meet
him. She gyrated under him, mashing her clitoris into his loins.  "Oh..."

   Mike pulled back and lanced fully into the little girl under him.  Her
pussy was tighter than any he had ever felt.  But she was wet and welcoming
as well and his cock slid easily into her as her muscles clamped down on
him when he bottomed out in her, once again mashing her clitoris.

   Every time he shoved his cock into her pussy the muscles clamped down,
trying to hold him deep inside.  As he pulled out, it was like a warm wet
velvet glove was milking his cock.  Mike had never felt a fuck as intense
as this one.  Again and again he pierced the young girl under him, only to
have his staff grasped by her clutching pussy.  Mike knew he couldn't last
long.

   He looked down at Tanya's face, diffused with her lust.  Luckily, she
was still high from her first orgasm and was quickly approaching another.
Mike started doing derivatives in his head, then the multiplication tables
as his brain was overpowered by the feelings in his body.  Hold off, his
mind screamed at his body, his traitorous body that wanted to empty his
seed into the girl under him.

   A long keening wail broke forth from Tanya, "Aiyeeeee..."

   Spasms in her pussy clutched and grabbed at his cock.  It was too much.
His balls emptied in a cataclysmic eruption, spewing his hot cum, blast
after blast, as Mike thrust as hard as he could ramming his cock as deeply
as he could into Tanya.  Another and another weaker spasm and finally a dry
spasm wracked his body, drained of all of his cum.  His cock squished into
her pussy, flooded with his cum as it leaked out around his cock and ran
down onto the bed below.

   He fell to the side, pulling the girl with him so that his cock stayed
plugged into her warm orifice.

   Mike looked down to where their bodies were joined, her pussy seemingly
stretched beyond capacity, his cock glistening and frothy white with his
cum and streaked with pink from her breached virginity.  He couldn't
believe this little girl could take his cock so easily and so obviously
enjoy it.  He smiled, knowing he had just had the best fuck he would ever
have in his life.

   Her eyes fluttered open.  "Oh my God," she said.  She saw him smiling
and smiled back.  "Is it like that every time?"

   "I wish," he said.

   "Hmm," she moaned as she rubbed against his cock, which had started to
soften.  It quickly deflated and popped free.  "Oh," Tanya said
disappointed.

   "Sorry, Sweetie," he said.  "You got everything I had to give."

   She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck.  "Can we do it again?"

   "As long as we are careful and you don't even let anyone get a clue,
yes," he said.

   "Good."

   "We should get cleaned up and get you home."

   *****

   Mike kept his promise, meeting Tanya the next week and the week after.
The fourth week, he kept waiting for Tanya but she never called, never came
by.  Another week went by and Mike began to worry.  He was coming back from
the grocery store when he saw Tanya walking down the street, hand in hand,
with some boy.  They were animatedly talking, occasionally leaning together
and kissing.

   Disappointed, but knowing it had been inevitable, Mike turned before
they saw him and took the long way home.  He sat in his front room looking
through the window but not seeing anything, thinking when he saw the girl
that had been with Tanya, Karen.  She was staring at his house as she
walked by.

   Without a thought, Mike jumped up and opened the door, "Hi, Karen."

   She jumped a little, "Oh, hi."

   "What you doing?"

   "Nothing," she answered.

   He motioned her up his steps.  On the porch, Mike told her, "I never did
really show you what I did with Tanya, did I?"

   Karen looked surprised, then shocked, then intrigued, all in a few
seconds.  "I knew she hadn't told us."

   Mike looked over the girl.  Yes, she was young, but Tanya had been young
too, and she had shown him how good a lover a young woman could be.  He
looked at her and saw that she was sprouting more than he had initially
thought.  Her hips had a more womanly curve.  Under her top he could see
the swelling of her young tits.  "I made her promise not to, and she kept
her promise.  Can you keep a promise?"

   Karen thought for a few moments.  "I guess.  Will you show me what you
did to Tanya?"

   "If you promise."

   "Okay, I promise not to tell anyone, not even Tanya.  You know, she's
got a boyfriend now," Karen said.

   "I know.  I showed her how to keep a boy happy.  Do you want to learn
that?" he asked.

   Karen smiled, "Sure."

   "Come on in," Mike said as the door closed behind them.



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