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Tammy Chapter 5 (Mf, oral; inc, m/g, pedo)
Anoninsac
It was four weeks ago today that I met Tammy I said to myself. Four
weeks of unbridled pleasure. Four weeks and one day ago I was a mess.
Now I woke up every morning looking forward to the day and went to sleep
every night happily thinking about how much fun I had that day. Yeah I
knew about the age difference. We were in Southern Utah. Mormon country
and I still wasn't used to the sidelong glances, the obvious
disapproval. But that was minor when compared to the fun we had.
I was packing up the van when I noticed that Tammy's backpack had fallen
to the floor and spilled its contents across the back of the van. I
reached over and set it upright. There was an ID of some kind lying on
the floor. It wasn't a driver's license. I picked it up. Oh, a high
school ID. Not a bad photo although she probably hated it. I looked at
her smile and felt a warm glow. Then I noticed the grade, sophomore.
What? And then the birthdate. I did some quick mental math, sixteen.
Sixteen? Oh Shit! What school year was it? This Year. Oh my God. She's
sixteen! screamed in my mind.
I fell back against the wall of the van and stared at the card. Tammy
walked up to the open side door and saw me and her backpack on the floor.
"What are you doing?" in and alarmed tone.
"Nothing," I said distractedly. Then I looked up. Her face was flushed
with anger. She thought I had opened her backpack and was pawing through
it. "No," I said. "I didn't open it. When I came out it was lying there
on the floor and the stuff had spilled out. I was going to pick it up."
"You shouldn't have touched it," she screamed.
"Tammy," my voice was quiet and dead of emotion. "Don't get mad at me. I
didn't want to find this."
The anger faded from her face and was replaced by pain. Tears welled in
her eyes and her chin quivered. "You shouldn't have looked," she said
and turned away.
"Tammy." Her back was still turned. "Tammy," more insistently. She
turned tears rolling down her cheeks. "Please come here." She hesitated
and then got in the van. She sat with her arms crossed on the other side
softly crying.
"What are we going to do?"
"Nothing," she answered. "Nothing's changed."
"Yes it has. I found out you didn't tell me the truth."
The tears dried up. "I had to," she asserted. "You would have left me
there."
"I would have helped you. I wouldn't have just left you there. But I
wouldn't have taken you half way across the country."
"Nothing's changed," she said.
"Yes it has." I looked at her. The tears were drying. "I know you're
sixteen. That's different."
"What difference does that make? You didn't do anything wrong. I wanted to."
Leaning back I thought about what she had just said. She's right. What
difference did it make? She had decided as she had every right to.
Throughout history most women have been married and starting their
families by her age. In many countries even today that is true. Why do
we try to fool ourselves into believing that young women aren't women?
They certainly don't believe it. All the pregnancies out of wedlock and
other problems because we are trying to deny nature. And nature will not
be denied. Women will chose just as they always have.
"But I could go to jail in this country. The law is an ass as the saying
goes. That's the difference."
"Who's going to know?" she demanded.
I was still in shock and didn't know what to say. I looked up at Tammy.
Her face was flushed and I couldn't tell if it was anger or fear.
Arguing sure wasn't a good idea. I said, "Listen sweetheart. We need to
get on the road now. We can talk later." She wasn't happy and turned
away. As she gathered up her backpack I threw the bags in the back of
the van and climbed in the front. Tammy stood outside for a while with
her back to the van. I waited. Finally she broke down and climbed in to
the other front seat.
I drove west toward I15 in the stony silence. My intention was to head
for LA. I just didn't see any other choice. Six hours of silence later
we were approaching Las Vegas. I headed for the strip and pulled in to
the Mandalay Bay.
"Tammy?" No answer. "Well, I'm going to stay here tonight. Will you join
me?" She looked at me, paused and then opened her door and followed me
into the hotel. I got a room up high overlooking the strip and the airport.
I stood at the window looking out over the vista. Tammy sat on the bed.
With my back still turned I said, "I think love is willing to talk about
anything." I let her digest that for a second.
"Love isn't abandoning someone either," she said.
I turned. "I haven't abandoned you."
"You're going to."
"Why do you think that?"
"Because I'm too young." Her face lost its stony calm and anguish crept
into it. "You think I'm too young."
I crossed the room and knelt in front of her. I took her hands in mine
and gently kissed her. "Tammy. I don't think you're too young. I care
for you. You know that."
The tears started again. "But why are you taking me back?"
"I haven't said you are going back."
"We're going back. I know that." She pulled away, threw herself down on
the bed and buried her face in the pillows.
I lay on the bed behind her and took her in my arms. "Tammy. We need to
talk about it. I haven't made up my mind." She turned and looked at me
with a small ray of hope in her eyes. "I think you need to go back. But
you have to agree. I can't force you."
"That's right you can't," as she pulled away.
"I know I can't. Now, please sit here by me and let's talk." She
hesitated and then moved over next to me her defenses still spiky. I
waited. She looked, challenging me with her eyes. I just waited.
Finally, without either of us saying anything she conceded and relaxed.
"Ok," I said. "Let's put everything on the table." I listed all the
reasons she should go back from me going to jail to her finishing school
to her parent's probable anguish at her being gone without a trace.
She countered with her reasons for not going back, which tragically were
nothing more than simple communication failures. No physical abuse and
little more than the kinds of yelling matches that seem to crop up
between teens and parents when real communication break down. What she
couldn't accept was being apart from me. Finally I said, "Ok, here's the
deal. If you promise to go back and finish school I promise that on your
eighteenth birthday I'll be back in your life, if you still want me then."
"I love you. I'll always want you."
"Let's wait until then," I said.
"There's no question. But I don't see why we need to wait."
"I know. But do you promise? I can't do it any other way." I held her gaze.
"Yes. I agree."
"Tomorrow I'll take you home. Even though I didn't know you were sixteen
I think the police will want to arrest me."
"NO!"
"Yes. I think they will."
She looked determined. "Then I won't tell them who you are."
"They're going to put you under pressure and they know a lot of tricks
to get people to talk. They'll try to convince you that I took advantage
of you."
"You did." And she laughed. "And I'm so glad you did. Please take
advantage of me again."
"Later." She was smiling again so I thought it was a good time to end.
"Let's go get dinner."
That night as we lay in bed she rolled toward me. "This is our last
night till I'm eighteen." She reached for me and started to fondle me.
I stopped her hand. "Sweetheart. We can't. I have some defense in that I
didn't know. But now I know. I can't."
She moved her hand back and cupped my balls and slowly fondled them.
"Mike. I promise one more thing. No matter what happens tonight I have
total amnesia about it. Please. Show me that you do love me. I have to
wait so long. Give me something to make me wait." She kissed me on the
lips and inserted her tongue.
My cock instantly sprang to full mast and she wrapped her hand around
it. I knew I shouldn't but my conscience faded as the blood pressure
rose. I kissed her and then moved lower to kiss her neck. She moaned and
lay back as my tongue traced down across her collarbone and the top few
ribs and reached the base of her tit. I licked around her tit following
a twisting pattern always closer to her nipple. I watched as her nipple
hardened and rose. I reached it and licked and then took it into my
mouth. Sucking and licking her nipple I fondled her other tit. I
switched side and repeated it on her other nipple. I moved back and
forth lapping her nipples and bringing her to higher pitch of arousal.
I have to admit that the forbidden aspect of our coupling was highly
arousing. I kept thinking that she was sixteen. She was sweet sixteen. I
put my tongue between her breasts and moved lower tickling her belly
button and then continued on. At the top of her wispy triangle I paused
and then traced around to the side and then down. I slid on by her labia
and down to her thigh. She moaned and moved to contact my tongue with
her lips. I avoided the touch and slithered down her thigh tickling
along the inside down to her knee. Crossing to her other knee I worked
back up until I was at the juncture of thigh and pubis. I saw moisture
glistening along her crack. God she was getting turned on. I intended to
continue teasing her for a little when she grabbed my head in both hands
and pulled my mouth against her sex. She was pungent with the smell of
aroused woman.
I buried my tongue in her pussy and grabbed her legs. I started licking
along the length of her slit tasting her juices. When I moved across her
clit she jumped. I wanted to give her a cum to remember for the next two
years. I sucked her clit into my mouth and used my lips to stimulate the
base of her clit while sucking and licking with my tongue. Tammy moaned
her pleasure. I stuck my finger up her vagina until I felt the spongy
texture of her G spot. I started massaging her G spot while continuing
to suck and lick her clit. I wanted her to have a fast and furious cum.
Her head was thrown back against the bed and her arms were splayed wide
while her fingers flexed and clawed the bed. Her mouth hung open and her
breath shuddered between her moans of ecstasy. I reached up with my free
hand and grabbed a nipple and peaked and rolled it around. The extra
sensation was too much and Tammy screamed out, "Oh GOD! Oh God, Oh
God... Uhhh Uhhh Uhhh. Now. I'm Cumming."
My face was flooded with her cum and I felt the spasms deep in her cunt
as she went over the top and into a mind-blowing orgasm. Her hands
wrapped around my head pulling my face hard against her pussy her
fingers digging into the scalp. I sucked and licked for all I was worth
as she bucked against my face. My nose was buried in her pubic hair and
my mouth was filled with her pussy. Soon I realized I wasn't breathing
and tried to pull back only to have her pull even harder. I quit licking
and sucking and within a few seconds she relaxed and I was able to draw
back and take a deep breath. 'Damn,' I thought. 'I guess that would be a
good way to die but I'm glad it isn't today.'
Tammy collapsed back breasts heaving and sweat glistening on her body. I
moved up next to her and took her in my arms. Her eyes opened and she
pulled my head to hers and kissed me deeply licking her pussy juice off
my face. "Um. I can see why you like to lick me."
"That's not the only reason," I said. "I like to watch you cum."
"Oh God, Mike. That was my hardest cum ever. It was just so intense.
Everything you were doing just made it so intense. I don't think I'll be
able to do anything I'm so sensitive now." A disappointed look must have
crossed my face because she reached up and stroked my cheek. "Poor baby.
Are you horney?" She reached down and found my distended prick. "Oh yes.
I bet you are all backed up. Do you have cum you need to release?"
"Oh yes. I do," I answered.
"My pussy is too sensitive and I don't want to take it in my mouth." She
paused but I could see some thought in her mind and the way she said
that I knew she was teasing me. My mind raced. What is she thinking? We
had done some mutual masturbation. Maybe that's it.
"Mike. You were the first man in my pussy. You were the first man in my
mouth. I still have one place. Don't you think you should be the first
one there?" She wanted me to fuck her in the ass! She had the smallest
little ass I had ever seen. The time I had put my finger up her ass it
had nearly been squeezed to death. What would it be like to have my cock
up her tight hot back passage?
"Oh baby. I'm not sure we can. You're so small. It might hurt."
"I want it. I want you to fuck me. This is the last time we get to do it
until I'm eighteen. I want to do everything with you. Please fuck me.
Fuck me that way." Her hand was stroking my cock. How could I so no?
I jumped out of bed and grabbed some Vaseline from the bathroom. Tammy
had rolled over and her ass was sticking up in the air. Her face was
lust personified. She didn't look worried at all. She wanted to get
fucked and she wanted it badly.
I got behind her and admired her little ass. She had a trim little butt
that hadn't grown into mature womanhood yet. I thought, I should have
noticed her ass before. It was a teen's butt. Not a mature woman. I
spread the Vaseline around her asshole and between the cheeks. I grabbed
a big dollop of the stuff and started to insert it into her tight little
bunghole. Tammy moaned and said, "Yes. That feels good. I've wanted this
Mike. I want you to fuck me. Please do it. Do me."
Her words energized me. Now I wanted to fuck her hard. I wanted to slam
her ass and make her cum. I spread the Vaseline over my cock and then
stuck two fingers up her ass. Her little brown hole opened up and
clamped down on them. "Relax sweetie. You need to relax the muscles so I
can." I felt her relax and my two fingers started moving easily in her
ass. I inserted a third finger and I felt the muscles stretch even
further open. I put my cock at the entrance to her ass and as I pulled
my fingers out I slid my cock into the opening.
"Oh Jesus," Tammy moaned. "Oh stop." The head of my cock had just popped
past the ring of her ass when I paused.
"Are you ok?" I asked.
"Wait." She rolled her ass around my cock and I felt the muscles of her
sphincter relax again. "Hmm, ok, that's better. It hurt for a second but
now it feels good again. Oh God. I can't believe you are doing me this way."
As her muscles relaxed I started to push again. The feeling was
incredible. My cock was sliding down her hot buttery asshole. It was
tighter than anything I'd ever felt before. Her ass was squeezing my
cock and I felt little rhythmic contractions along the length. I
bottomed out and looked at Tammy's face. Her eyes were closed and she
mouth was open.
"Oh Mike. Fuck me, please. I want it. Fuck my tight little ass." Hearing
the hot dirty profanity coming from her sixteen-year-old mouth was too
much. I pulled back and then slid home gain. I grabbed her around the
waist and sent my cock all the way so it was deep in her ass. Her tight
little asshole practically peeled the skin off my cock it was so tight.
I watched as her brown hole pushed in with each down stroke and then
pulled out trying to keep my cock inside with each backstroke. I knew I
wasn't going to last long. I was already turned on and now feeling this
incredible hot and tight ass wrapped around my cock I felt the cum
boiling in my balls. I could have cum right then but I tried to hold
back. Christ, I didn't want to cum so soon. My first anal fuck with this
beautiful young girl and oh Lord, I wanted it to last.
"Oh shit," Tammy screamed. "I'm cumming. Please cum in my ass. I want to
feel you cum." So much for holding back. As soon as she said that I felt
the first spasm deep in my balls.
"I'm cumming," I screamed. A powerful spasm shook my body as the first
geyser of cum tore the length of my cock and spurted deep in Tammy's
bowels. The hot cum boiled up and out as shot after shot of cum erupted
and buried itself in her ass. I grabbed her hips to keep myself from
falling as the most intense spasms I had ever felt shook my body.
"I feel it," she moaned. "I feel it. Oh God. Oh yes. Keep cumming. Yes
yes yes. I'm cumming."
As the last small tremor of cumming coursed through me I fell back. My
cock pulled out from her tight back passage with an audible pop. I
looked and saw dribbles of frothy cum ringing her brown hole, which
hadn't closed entirely. A dibble of cum ran down from her ass toward her
pussy, which was wet with her cum.
Tammy collapsed on the bed. When we regained our senses Tammy snuggled
up and said." Thank you. I wanted you to be the first to do everything."
"Thank you," I said. "God, Tammy. I've always wanted to do that. I
didn't know it would be like that."
"Was it good?" she asked.
"Good? It was incredible. You are the best lover." I kissed her.
"I thought I was doing it for you. I knew you wanted to and I wanted you
to remember it the whole time we are apart. I wanted you to be thinking
about it and wanting to do me again when I'm eighteen. Will you fuck me
in the ass again when I'm eighteen?"
"Oh yes. I'll fuck you anytime you want. I promise."
She nuzzled in to my chest and kissed me. "I came too. I didn't think I
would cum that way." We lay like that for a long time before we got
cleaned up and fell into a deep sleep. My dreams were troubled. Wild
scenes of unbridled sex were mixed with handcuffs and lawyers.
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