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Ever since puberty I have been a mass of raging hormones. To make madders worse, when I turned 14, my uncle that lived next door married a woman that had a daughter from a previous marriage that was my age. Laurie was five feet six inches of solid sexual desire to me. With her long and extremely thick light brown hair and her sparkling forest green eyes and cute little up turned nose and god awesome little ass, she was the orgasm in ALL of my wet dreams. To me, her best feature was her ass. With super tiny hips her butt cheeks looked just a bit smaller than cantaloupe halves. Laurie possessed a completely naturally beauty. She would go on some day to become one of the most sought after young models in the country. Her height and super slim figure and absolutely completely flawless skin complexion that was naturally darkened to an olive tone were her second best attributes. Her best feature was herself, her personality. Laurie came off shy if she didn't know you. Most people thought she was a quiet little bookworm since she would never speak to anyone unless spoken too first. That would soon fade. On the other hand, if she knew you and felt comfortable around you, she'd be the life of the party. Once she relaxed and felt secure, the Laurie that I know and love would blossom out. To me, she was an absolute angel sent from the heavens above in more ways than one. Dad nicknamed her 'mouse'. In part due to her shy, timidness. And the other reason is because when she tucked her thick hair behind her flaring ears and smiled with her wide, thick lips, her nose would turn upwards causing her nostrils to flair out and she looked like a little mouse. As I said before, Laurie was a goddess to me. There was only one problem. She didn't feel that way toward me. Or at least she never showed it. I was incredibly attracted to her so I was over at her house all the time, swimming in the summer and hanging out in their downstairs den in the winter. Since Laurie was from out of state and we were the same age, in the same grade, and held a great deal similar interests we became best friends. Although my desires for her never faded, I resigned myself to being friends instead of lovers. A year and a half later, in our fifteenth year, we were both out on summer break from school. That was when things started to change. Laurie started to change. Up until now she had been conservative, level headed, and concealing in her manner of dress. She always dressed in baggy clothes. Even her bathing suits were moderate one piece. Lately though, she had been dressing more provocative. Not sluttish or scant but rather tight and form fitting, sometimes even showing off her belly with shirts that were a hair too short. Even her attitude and personality became more outgoing and flirtatious. She was still very intelligent and sharp, which made matters worse. There's nothing more dangerous in this world than an extremely beautiful, sexy woman with an IQ of 190. One Monday morning I slipped on my swim trunks and headed over to Laurie's house for the usual morning swim. As was the usual custom I let myself in the back door and into the kitchen for some grub. "Laurie! Let's go!" I shouted to her down the hall while I crammed a piece of toast in my mouth. "Your gonna get cramps if you eat before you swim." She remarked from behind me. "Yeah but you'll rescu..." The words left my mouth as I turned to her. Laurie was dressed in a skimpy little two-piece Brazilian bikini. It was solid silver and matched her lipstick and eye shadow. Her long brown hair was pulled back into a French braid. I was over come with desire, wanting. Emotions for her that I had worked so hard to burry were being dragged back to the surface. Giggling she asked. "Do you like it? Mom and I went shopping yesterday." "It's... great." "Thanks." She smiled her typical friendly smile. And bounced off to get a towel leaving me dumbfounded and standing in the kitchen holding my toast like an idiot. Later by the pool, after we had both dove in but realized that the sun had not yet warmed the water up to a comfortable temperature, we both sat in lounge chairs, reclined and worshiping the great yellow ball in the sky. In other words, trying to bake ourselves. "What's up with you lately?" I asked with my eyes closed and enjoying the warm rays. "What do you mean?" "You know what I mean. Tight pants, short shirts, tiny little bikinis. You're not becoming a troll are you?" Trolls were our nickname for those mindless girls who followed the football players around like lost puppies. "NO!" She exclaimed sharply. "Then what is it?" "I don't know." She paused and shrugged. "I just want people to like me." "I like you." "You know what I mean." "No I don't." "I just don't want to be known as a nerdy little bookworm for the rest of my life. I want to go places and do things. I just want to have a little fun. I'm sick of sitting home all the time." "Oh..." I remarked with a hint of dejection. "What is that supposed to mean?" She queried defensively and jerking off her sunglasses. "Nothing." "Don't give me that shit. What is it?" She sat up in the chair and swung her legs around to face me. "Nothing... it just sounded like you were sick of hanging out with your nerdy cousin. I kinda like sitting around with you. And you shouldn't curse, it's not lady like." "Fuck lady like!" She shouted at me angrily. "I'm sick of being the goody little girl. What in the hell is wrong with wanting to have some fun? If it makes me a slut because I want a little excitement in my life then so be it." She exclaimed as she got up, jerked her towel from the lounge and stormed off into the house. As usual a few days later Laurie and I talked and apologized to each other for any indiscretions. The remainder of the summer went by with few more conflicts between us. It was very unusual for us to be arguing at all. The school year started back and Laurie and I became ever more distant. She acquired a new set of friends and was fastly becoming accepted into the 'popular' crowd. Our relationship never really suffered much more than its present distant state. There were, however, more often cases where she had some of her girl friends over and she expressed the desire for me to leave citing that she needed to do some 'girl talk' with her friends and I wouldn't be interested. I found myself alone, rejected even. I felt as if I had been replaced, at least for the next few months. Eight days before Halloween weekend Laurie called me on the phone, sobbing, and asked if I could come over and talk. Of course (like a lonely little puppy that keeps returning to his master, only to be beaten and kicked again) I immediately ran across the eighty feet of grass separating our homes and burst through the back door. I found Laurie alone in the house on the long sectional sofa in the basement den, still dressed in the t-shirt and jeans that she had worn to school. She jumped up and ran into my arms as soon as I passed through the doors threshold. She buried her face into my chest and began balling. I rapped my arms around her and stroked my hands up and down her back. For a brief moment I realized that I felt no bra strap under the thin cotton material but I mentally kicked myself in the ass for thinking about such things while the broken little girl clutched at me. "What's wrong?" I queried, worried that something horrible had happened like death, dismemberment, or threats of divorce. Laurie didn't answer. She started whining something but she stopped just short of forming an actual word and began balling again. My shirt was beginning to soak. "Come on, lets sit down." I tried to calm her as I walked her over to the sofa. She was clinging to me so tightly and unwilling to pull her head from my chest that when I sat down she crawled into my lap. Her butt slid off my thigh and onto the cushion but her legs remained draped across mine. Laurie's arms were squeezed around my chest, holding on to me for dear life. Realizing that I was not going to get an intelligible word from her mouth until she calmed down, I simply held her close with one arm and stroked her hair with the other. Ten minutes later she finally began to calm (slightly). "What is it?" "Jamie... (Sob)... and Kathy... (Sob)..." She still wept between gasps of air. I did understand however that she was referring to a pair of so-called friends that I 'affectionately' called Barbie and Bambi, a duo of perfectly beautiful wastes of good oxygen. Laurie continued, "Told Jimmy that I liked him... (Sob)... and he... (Sob)... laughed and told them... (Sob)... that he'd never go out... (She was beginning to get hysterical again) and I was just... (Sob)... a... (Gasp, sob)... prick (gasp)... TEASE! (Sob, gasp)" She also whined out something else. It took me a few minutes but I realized that she was trying to say that the girls had laughed at her with him. "Oh god!" I mumbled and continued holding the fragile girl, caressing her hair and back as she soaked my shirt, balling her eyes. Yet another ten minutes passed by as the hysterical girl whaled and sobbed between gasps for air. I wanted to tell her that I had been trying to warn her about her new so-called friends for several months but I decided that the last thing she needed right now was for someone to say 'I told you so'. So I kept my mouth shut and tried to calm and comfort her. "I'm sorry..." Laurie mumbled as she calmed. "It's ok, I don't mind." I thought she was apologizing for calling me over to her house in the night. "No!" She exclaimed sitting up and leaning back. "No, I'm sorry that I've been treating you so badly. I'm sorry for ignoring you. You've always been such a good friend to me and I turned my back on you." "Laurie, it's ok." I replied. I reached up and wiped her tears from her soft cheeks. "I've been so mean to you and all you wanted was to just be my friend and..." "Look, don't worry about it and don't worry about the bimbos or the jock. You don't need those kind of friends." "I know it's just that... I just wanted them to like me... Jimmy to like me." "Sweetie, I love you to death and that's why I'm going to say this. A relationship between you and Jimmy would never last. You two are totally different people. You may have changed your appearance lately but you are still the beautiful, intelligent woman that I have always known who has always loved the finer things in life. Jimmy just wants to get drunk and laid." "You really mean that?" A single tear streamed down from her eye. "Of course, every one knows he only takes girls out so he can get a piece of ass." "No, I mean the part about me, beautiful and intelligent." She smiled. "Yeah. I did!" I returned her smile. "Well maybe not the intelligent part..." Laurie balled up her fist and punched me in the chest, giggling with tear stained cheeks. She lay down across the sofa and placed her head in my lap. Curling up into a ball she remarked, "I should have listened to you." "Shhh..." I quieted her, stroking her thick hair. "Can you stay for a while?" she asked, looking out across my knees to the black TV screen. "As long as you need me." I whispered. Laurie grabbed the remote and powered up the TV. She flipped through the satellite stations. Hours later I was awakened to a hand on my shoulder, gently shaking me. The soft voice of my uncle whispered my name. Closing my gaping mouth I picked my head up off of the back of the sofa and looked down into my lap. Laurie was sound asleep, still curled up into a ball with her head on my thighs. "Darien, it's one o'clock. Your dad called." "Huh... oh." I shook the cobwebs from my head. "Oh, ok." "What happened to your shirt?" he asked in the darkness. "My shirt?" I looked down to see the white cotton was stained with a huge, dried water ring and the streaks of Laurie's black and blue makeup. "Oh... it's Laurie's." "What's wrong with Laurie?" My uncle asked. The fuzziness was fading from my mind, "She called earlier upset. I came over and she was crying. She's had some problems with some friends at school and a boy she liked. They made some rude comments about her and she heard about it. I seriously doubt that she'll be having them over for dinner again." I whispered. "I hope not. I never really cared for those airheads." My uncle said with a frown. "If you'll help me get up I'll head home." I whispered wiping the sleep from my eyes. "No, don't worry about it. I'll call your dad and tell him you're here for the night. I'll get Susan (My uncles wife, Laurie's mom) to bring you a few blankets and pillows." "Are you sure?" "Yeah, don't worry about it. Thanks! Thanks for being there for her. I wish she'd get more friends like you." I smiled up at him in appreciation for his kind words. I started to move Laurie off of me but my uncle said to just leave her. Susan brought some blankets and pillows for us. I eased out from under Laurie and replaced my legs with a pillow and wrapped a blanket around her but I wandered upstairs into the kitchen. I was wide-awake now and in desperate need to put something cold and liquid down my throat. I found my uncle digging through the refrigerator. "Can't sleep?" He asked. "Not really. I need something to drink. My throat is dry." "Yeah, the gas heater down there will do it to ya. You want some milk?" He asked. "Please." My uncle fixed me a tall glass of milk and sat down at the kitchen table with me. "I really hope she's learned her lesson about those kids she's been handing around. I've been trying for months to tell her that they were nothing but trouble but she just kept insisting." He remarked with a frown, shaking his head. I only nodded my head in agreement. "I just dread the day when she starts dating. My only prayer is that she'd bring home a good guy, someone like you." "I'm no saint!" I laughed. "Maybe not Darien but you're a good of a guy as they come. You've got a good heart and would never do anything to hurt anyone." "Thanks." "Say... why don't the two of you start going out. You'll be getting your license next month." "HUH? But she's my cousin and..." "No, No. That's not what I meant. Just going out as friends, you know." "I wouldn't mind but I'm not sure that Laurie wants to be seen riding around town on Friday nights with her cousin." "I see your point." He paused. "Well... technically... you two aren't really cousins." He said sipping his glass. "We're not?" "Nope, not really. Your dad and I are really half brothers. His dad and my mom got married when we were both babies." "I never knew that." "He never mentioned it?" "Nope." "Well not that it matters, really. Since I'm your uncle by marriage and on top of that Laurie's your cousin by a second marriage that would make you two half cousins twice removed. Or what ever. I don't know. I'm not really into all that genealogy stuff like your mom is. Hell, I guess the two of you could actually date if you really wanted too." "Weird." I remarked sipping my milk, not wanting to respond to his comment and give away my desires for Laurie. "Yeah." He paused for a few seconds. "She does like you, you know." "Come again?" I nearly spit my milk out of my nose. "Laurie. She's had a crush on you for a long time." "Yeah right!" I chuckled. "She may not show it to you but believe me, I've dated a few women in my life and that girl has a crush on you and has had one for a long time." My uncle remarked as he was getting up and placing his glass in the sink. Telling me good night, he left me alone in the kitchen, stunned. Did she really like me? Did the most beautiful girl in the world really like me? Was my half-uncle just giving me permission to date his stepdaughter? What would people say? WAS I OUT OF MY MIND? I retired for the night on the other side of the curved sofa from Laurie, falling asleep wondering. I awoke the next morning to the smell of breakfast cooking. "Hmmmmm!" I groaned in delight. I sniffed at the air. Bacon, eggs, sausage, toast, and... yep, coffee. The smells permeated through my senses and gripped at my soul before I had even opened my eyes. Now, I was skinny as a rail but like most other young teen boys I couldn't eat enough to fill my stomach. My mom always teased me that I ate her out of house and home, which may have had some truth to it since I usually ate five meals a day back then. Groggily, I struggled to my feet and stumbled up the steps into the kitchen. "Good Morning!" Laurie's chipper and cheerful voice rang out rather loudly. Wiping my eyes I gazed over to the stove to see her dressed in a baggy sweat suit and busy flipping sausage patties. "Morning." I groaned and plopped down into a chair at the breakfast table. Glancing up at her again I realized that her long brown hair was still soaking wet from her morning shower. I looked over to the clock radio and noticed that it was only seven AM. Groaning I folded my hands on the table and dropped my forehead to them with a thud. "What's the matter?" She grinned from over her shoulder. "It's seven in the morning and I am awake." "So?" "IT'S SATURDAY!" The chipper girl just giggled. Laurie had always been a morning person. I on the other hand have never been. "What's all this?" I heard her mom ask coming in to the kitchen. "I'm making breakfast for Dar." "Well, aren't you the lucky one." Her mother remarked stroking her hand across the back of my head as I tried to doze back off on the tabletop. "What's the occasion?" "I'm thanking him for coming to my rescue last night." She told her mom as she kissed her on the cheek. "I would hardly call that a rescue." I remarked through my arms. "Young man, you have a lot to learn about women." Her mother said. I knew she was right but I still queried, "How so?" "It's worth much more to a woman to let her cry on you than to give her a million diamonds. If men only knew how to really make a woman happy." Her mother rolled her eyes. Laurie served us all breakfast. As was the usual I helped myself to seconds and thirds. After the morning feast I told Laurie that I had to head back over to my house. She thanked me again and asked if I could rejoin her this afternoon or perhaps this evening for a movie. I told her that I would like that. I returned home to find my parents lounging around in their pajamas watching the TV. The both issued me good mornings and we exchanged the usual hugs and kisses. I headed up stairs to my room for a shower. Later that day I returned to Laurie's house. When I walked into her room she was screaming at someone on the other end of the phone. Apparently it was one of her friends calling to talk to her but Laurie heard Jimmy's voice in the distance. Laurie lost it and went off on her friend telling her to 'fuck off' and that since her friend was giving it up for Jimmy, Laurie hoped that the girl got some kind of disease and her pussy rotted off. I stood there in shock, wide eyed. I had never heard such talk coming from a woman's mouth before, much less from Laurie. Laurie slammed the receiver down and screamed 'Bitch!'. She huffed and puffed around the house for an hour after that but once she calmed down she returned back to her normal, sweet self. We passed a few hours by watching a horror flick off of the satellite dish. Once the movie was over Laurie muted the TV and turned on the stereo system. She flipped through the stations and settled on one that was playing modern dance music. I watched the girl begin to bump and grind, throwing her hips from side to side and swaying her body back and forth to the rhythm. God she looked so sexy. Dressed only in her baggy sweat suit, she still looked like a goddess to me. Laurie pulled the clip from her hair allowing the silky strands to fall in any direction they pleased. Raising her arms into the air, with her eyes screwed shut, she swayed to the rhythm, occasionally changing up her movements. Sometimes doing what was called the bump and grind with an imaginary lover, sometimes just twisting her body in different directions. Dancing was not my thing. While I was very coordinated, my body didn't have a clue about the concepts of keeping a rhythm or moving in a fluid motion required for this type of dancing. I was perfectly content to sit there and watch her for a while. Occasionally she would glance up at me and smile. "Come on!" She shouted. "OH NO! No Way!" I laughed. "Chicken!" "Poultry has nothing to do with it. My body just doesn't work like that." I laughed over the stereos volume. "I'll teach you." She said grasping at my hand and pulling me to my feet. We spent the next hour with Laurie as my guide, teaching me to dance. After a while I actually started to resemble something other then a spastic convulsion. I had stepped on her feet so many times that I was sure that they were bruised if not broken. Laurie, laughing, finally said, "OK... we'll do it your way now." I jumped at the opportunity to change the music to something that I was more comfortable with. I flipped the station to a softer selection and pulled Laurie close to me. "You still remember this don't you?" I chuckled referring to our form of the waltz that we had invented over a year ago. "Of course!" She smirked a smile and stuck her tongue out at me. Out of instinct to an old habit I lunged my jaw toward her and snapped my teeth together, giving her the impression that I was going to bite her tongue off for sticking it out at me. As our laughter died, she once again laid her head on my shoulder. With one arm extended, clutching hands, we used the other to pull our bodies closer. I rapped my arm around her and slid my hand down to the small of her back. She was so tiny that if I wanted I could wrap my arm all the way around her waist and touch my own stomach with my fingertips. Like graceful lovers we slowly spun circles around the room. We both enjoyed the closeness of the other and listened intently to the words of the love song. It was the old tune entitled 'Secret Lovers'. The words form a sort of story of two people who are not supposed to be together but just cannot bear to be apart. Laurie lifted her head from my shoulder and looked into my eyes. Our faces were so close that I could actually feel her breath flowing across my skin. Her eyes drifted down to my lips and lingered there for a while. I watched her lick her lower lip and then tuck it in under her teeth, as if debating something in her mind. Her gaze wandered back up to my eyes. Her forest green eyes were wide and sparkling in the dimly lit room. The expression on her face subsided to a blank stare and her breath, which I could feel blowing hard across my face now, was quickening with every step of our feet. Laurie's hand crept up my back and buried the fingers in my hair. God I wanted to kiss her so bad. Our leading hands, held out beside us, clutching, began to sweat. Laurie released her grip only long enough to weave her fingers in through mine and squeeze our slick palms back together again. With her eyes still wide and her lip still tucked under her teeth I asked her, "What are you doing here with me? You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, easily the next prom queen. You could have any guy you want. Why aren't you out with some son of a millionaire painting the town red?" "Because of this." She whispered, licked her lips and then planted them squarely onto mine. With eyes open and searching out the reactions in each other's faces, we kept our lips locked in a romantic exchange of silent words. Realizing that neither of us didn't want this to be happening, we closed our eyes and pressed our bodies together. The feeling of her wet, full lips, so soft and delicate, pressing against mine sent waves of pleasure up and down my body in the form of a chilling undulation that shook every molecule of my being. Chill bumps swelled up all over my neck, arms, and legs. My whole body tingled with excitement. This simple kiss had rocked my world. Everything that I knew to be true would be different from here on out. Our friendship had definitely blossomed into something else from this simple action. Minutes later I broke the embrace and pulled my lips from hers. Smiling, we both gazed into one another's eyes and placed our foreheads together. Laurie started giggling like an excited little girl on Christmas morning. "How long?" I whispered. "Oh god... forever." "But why didn't you say anything before? Do you know that I've been wanting to do that since I met you?" "I was just too shy and embarrassed before now and until yesterday I really never realized just how special to me you really are. It's like the old saying, 'you never know what you've had until it's gone.' Well I got lucky, what I had been looking for, for so long, was still right here waiting for me. I just had to wake up." "But what about..." "Shhh..." she stopped me. Laurie knew what I was about to ask. "Let's just live in this moment right now, right here. Let tomorrow take care of itself." "But" "But nothing, don't ruin a dream for me with reality. Let's at least enjoy this for a while." "Ok." I smiled to her. We continued our dance, forgetting that the rest of the planet even existed. All of my thoughts were focused on her and being with her. The rest of the world just melted away. Nothing else existed except for this beauty standing before me. Our lips once again found their way back together. Laurie and I danced and kissed for another hour. There was nothing erotic or sexual about it. It was just a passionate exchange of love. ................................................................................................ We returned to school, quiet in our feelings for one another, but never missing an opportunity to engage in a wanting gaze, an exchange of silent words of love and desire. We needed each other, desired one another. She was like oxygen to me. Her very existence and having her close to me, knowing that she needed and wanted me too, gave me a reason for living. No, she gave me the very essence of life itself. If exposed, our relationship would be controversial at best. Down right disgusting to most. We would be labeled as incestual lovers and branded with the flaming hot poker of gossip. No one would ever understand our love for each other, or even take into account that we weren't really even related. Our family ties were weak at best. There was certainly not any blood lineage. Our parents figured it out though with in the first few days. My parents came over to her house to sit us both down for a 'family powwow'. They let us know that while they had no problems with our relationship the rest of the world would. Legally we would not be in any danger but that socially we would be outcasts and would never be able to walk in public again without the whispers and stares. Our personal reputations would be destroyed. They begged us to keep things 'in a family way' while we were outside of the house. Laurie and I assured them that we had already thought of this and discussed it. We were fully aware of the consequences of our actions. They also started to bring up the topic of 'safe sex' but Laurie scolded her mother, "Mom! We only kissed. Geeze!" My father and uncle laughed but her mother didn't find it funny. I made a rather accurate assumption that Laurie was in for a long chat with her mother when my parents and I left. On Thursday night, sitting at the dinner table with my parents, they informed me that they would be going out with Laurie's parents Halloween night for an all night party. My dad told me. "There's a chance of a snow storm rolling in here in the early evening so if you want to go over to Laurie's that's fine with me but just keep things calm please." "Dad, she's seen snow before." I remarked sarcastically. "No. I mean be careful." He tried to explain but I still looked at him puzzled. Why in the world was he telling me to be careful, it was just snow after all. He then explained what he was saying more clearly. "Keep it zipped." "Oh." I said. The fact that he had been referring about sex was completely oblivious to me. ..................................................................................... On Friday evening, I bundled up and made the hundred foot trek to Laurie's house, snow was already beginning to fall. The temperature had failed to gain any ground above twenty degrees that day. Our parents had left an hour before for their party. The weather forecast had been predicting two feet of snow over the next twenty-four hours but my optimistic dad encouraged the others to keep their plans as they were. He always assumed that the weatherman was wrong. I on the other hand expected, even hoped for, the twenty plus inches of white wonder. I loved the snow. Snow was one of those things in life that could turn even the ugliest of landscapes into a thing of beauty. Shivering, I shucked my heavy coat and tossed it across the back of a dining room chair. "Laurie?" I shouted, wondering where she was. "Down here!" She shouted from the basement den. As I walked through the kitchen to the stairway the sounds of an Eastern India mantra chant and the sharp clangs of tambourines filled the whole house. The singer, a female, sang out her call to the foreign, pagan god with an ominous whine, almost whaling. As I preceded down the steep, narrow steps the deep base of some type of ceremonial drum joined tambourines. "What in the world?" I mumbled. I began to wonder if Laurie had converted to some form of eastern religion while we were at school today. I fully expected to find her in the floor with her legs crossed, moaning some kind of weird chant of her own. I stepped into the dim room to find an incredibly hot little woman dressed in a full harem garb with her back to me. The light blue outfit was fully complete with baggy shear leggings, tight and skimpy shorts that just didn't quite cover the lower globes of her ass cheeks, skin tight halter top made of some kind of blue spandex and blue, shear scarf wrapped around her head. Her brown hair was braided thick and long and almost resembled some type of an ancient whip. The dark muscular back of this sultry goddess flexed with the slow, tempting rolls of her hips. Her arms raised straight up into the air with her palms flat against the other. The dancer began slowly swaying and twisting her near naked body to the music. I briefly glanced around the room to look for Laurie, wondering if this was one of her friends but upon gazing back to the dancer I noticed a familiar marking upon her body. Just above the waist, on the left hip, in the small of her back, clung the light faded marking of a birthmark, a birthmark that Laurie possessed. "Laurie?" I questioned over the music. The dancer didn't reply but simply turned slowly, stepping in rhythm to the music and never missing a beat with the rapid rocking of her hips. My mouth hung open in lustful surprise, entranced at the striking beauty and seductive motions of the dancer. Mesmerized and bewitched into hypnosis by the inviting and tempting movements, seemingly thrusting her hips to an invisible lover, I watched the super thin and tiny little dancer turn to me. Her breasts, firm and hardened, hung high on her chest and held the shape and form of two perfect halves of oranges. Even in this dim light I could make out the nickel sized dark shapes of areolas. The erect nipples seemed no bigger than small peas. The shear, thin halter-top did nothing to hide the enticingly erotic charms held within. I knew now that it was Laurie, there was no mistake about it but I still couldn't make out her face. The blue scarf covering prevented it. What I could see was her eyes though. Wide, sparkling green, and with eyebrows cocked, held an invitation, a look of wanting and desire. My eyes followed the firm flat stomach down to the super tight shorts that themselves were nothing more than blue spandex cut in a deep French V to a place that I was sure had to be shaved of pubic hair. If the cut had been any lower I would have been presented with a view of my first actual, real life, pussy. Even at this distance I could defiantly see the bulging mound of a pubic bone pushing the material outward and the twin swells of pussy lips. The absence of panties was obvious. Dumbfounded, I stood in awe. Laurie burst into laughter and shouted to me over the music, "What? You don't like my costume?" "I... I..." I couldn't form the words. "Where's yours?" "My what?" "Your costume silly, it is Halloween!" She laughed, strutting over to me. "It didn't occur to me." "Do you like it?" "It's... incredible." Pulling the scarf from her face she stared at me with what has got to be the most seductive and wanting looks that still to this day I have ever had the pleasure of receiving in all of my life. Placing one foot in front of the other, she slowly sashayed to me, cocking her hips from side to side with every step. Laurie dropped her hands to her sides and let the scarf fall to the floor. When she finally reached me she leaned up to my ear and whispered, "I've got plans for you tonight." A puff escaped her lips and grazed across my ear. My body shivered. Laurie danced away from me, swaying her body. The naked bottom halves of her butt jiggled as she rocked her hips. When she reached the middle of the floor, my little tantriatic lover resumed her eastern dance, rolling from side to side, twisting her hips in small circles, thrusting her pelvis to me. The words of the song changed into English and the singer's words chanted of being a slave to her love, needing him and wanting him. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead. Laurie sang the words in harmony with the song, "I'm a slaaaaveeee for you, I can not hold it, I can not control it..." She extended her hand and finger, curling it slowly; she beckoned me and pointed for me to sit on the sofa. Laurie slinked her way over to me and crawled up into my lap with her legs astride mine. Slowly she pulled my t-shirt from my jeans and started try to pull it up my chest. "Wait." I told her and grabbed her wrists. Surprise and disappointment coated her face. "What's wrong?" "Laurie... I..." "Oh please don't go off on the 'what's right and wrong' thing." "Sweetie... everything with you is right, everything about you is right. But... I just don't know..." "What is it? Are you scared? I am." "No... I'm not scared. Well, yes I am but that's not the point. It's just that if... if we do... then I'm afraid that I couldn't stop." Smiling she said to me, "So don't stop. Mom put me on the pill months ago." "Really?" I grinned and cocked my eyebrow. "No! That's not the point. What I'm trying to say is that... I love you. I really, really, love you. I love you so much and want you so much, that every part of me burns, needing you. And I don't mean wanting to sleep with you. I'm afraid that if we do do this, I could never let go of you, ever!" "Dar... I love you too. This is not just a thing for me, some kind of fling. I have been in love with you for a long time. That's why I wouldn't let Jimmy touch me, because I've wanted you to be the one for me, ever since we met. No one has ever touched me before. I want you to be my first. I have loved you for a long time, I love you now, and I will love you till the day I die. I'm addicted to you, addicted to needing you, and wanting you. Please, if only for this one night, I just want to be with you... I want you to make love to me... I need you." I placed my hand on her cheeks and pulled her lips to mine. Laurie's slick, soft lips met mine. Our mouths parted and our tongues passed through their barriers to meet in the middle. When her tongue touched mine, and electric shock passed through my body, pleasure. We both inhaled sharply as the needing desires of passion burst into flames with in our bodies. I wrapped my arms around her waist and jerked her body to mine, pressing her near naked flesh against me. Laurie ground her pubic mound into my crotch. My right hand slid up her exposed back to her neck and my left trailed down her spine to her ass. Clutching across her cheeks I pulled her tighter to me, grinding her pussy into my hardening dick. We kissed each other with the furious passion of two lovers who couldn't get enough. Urgency overtook our minds, needing one another, right here and right now. Laurie grasped the bottom of my t-shirt and ripped it over my head, jerking it from my body. But when I grasped at the sides of her halter-top she stopped me. "Wait." She smiled. "I have something to show you." The object of my desires climbed off of me and stood up. Taking my hand she helped me up from the couch. She led me up the stairs, through the kitchen and up the stairs to her bedroom on the second floor. As we entered the room, Laurie led me to the edge of the bed and pushed me onto it. Raising her finger to me, indicating for me to stay put, she walked over to her dresser and turned out the lights. The street light outside dimly lit the room through the closed blinds. With her back still to me I listed to Laurie strike a match. As my eyes adjusted to the light I looked around and realized that the room was filled with candles, everywhere. I watched Laurie in her skimpy little outfit walk around and light each one. My eyes wandered down to her size one ass with the bottom halves of its cheeks peaking out from under the material. Laurie gazed over her shoulder as she lit the last candle and grinned seductively. The object of my desires and dreams walked up to me and stood between my open knees. Looking down at me she whispered, "Let's just take it slow, ok?" "As slow as you want." I replied with a grin. Taking my hand she pulled me back to my feet. We once again engaged in a passionate kiss, tongues dancing and rolling. Laurie's hands searched over my chest and stomach, feeling the naked flesh. My hands too roamed across the exposed flesh of her stomach and back. My right hand drifted up the side of her rips and across the soft material of her bra top and cupped the side of her breast. Moaning into my mouth, her hands drifted down my stomach and to my belt buckle. I slid my hand around the side of her breast to the front and cupped it fully in my palm. My thumb and forefinger tweaked her hardened nipple through the thin material. Laurie fumbled around with the buckle and finally got it open. She wasted no time in moving on to snap of my pants. I felt the pressure of my jeans release as she snapped them open and slid down the zipper. My own hands trailed down her ribs to her hips. Hooking my thumbs in the stretchy material of her harem pants I eased them down over her hips. Dropping to my knees I pulled her pants all the way down to her ankles. When I gazed up, her bare pussy lips, soft, pink, and glistening with moisture, were staring at me right in the face. As I inhaled I could smell her. The scent of her arousal permeated through my nostrils, musky, heated, yet pleasing. Laurie pulled her feet through the material one by one. When I stood erect again, Laurie wasted no time in returning the favor to me. She yanked my jeans and shorts down to my ankles, squatting and never taking her eyes from my erected crotch. I too pulled my feet through the clothing and Laurie stood up in front of me. Without hesitation she wrapped her arms around her chest, grabbed at the material of her top and yanked it over her head. When she discarded the clothing she nearly tossed it into a pile of candles. We both giggled at the near accident that could have ruined the whole night for the both of us. For minutes we both stood there, a few feet apart, just gazing and feasting upon each other's naked flesh. Her pussy was completely shaved. Her firm, perky breasts hung high on her chest and had no need for a bra at all to keep them shapely. Laurie took me by the hand and pulled me down onto the bed with her. Side by side we gazed into one another's eyes as our fingers trailed up and down the other's body, touching, caressing, and enjoying our first sights of real life naked bodies. For half an hour we explored one another, kissing and caressing. It was Laurie who finally took the initiative and pushed me onto my back. Tossing her leg across my hip she straddled me. I gasped when the wet, naked flesh of her pussy landed on my hard dick. As she pressed herself to me her lips opened up and surrounded my pole. Laurie's eyes rolled into the back of her head from the pleasure of the first touch. I sat up and propped myself up on my hands. Leaning forward I kissed her once again. As we kissed, Laurie rose up a few inches and grasped my hard pole between her legs. She pulled away from me, breaking the kiss, and looked down between her legs. We both watched as her hand guided my head through her slick lips and placed it into her entrance. With the purple bulb securely lodged in place, she pulled her hand away and wrapped her arms around my neck. Laurie stared at me with fear in her eyes. "Do you want to stop?" I asked softly. "No, I just... I'm scared." "I am too." I told her brushing the long hair from her forehead and tucking it behind her ear. "We don't have to do this." "I know." She smiled to me and leaned down to kiss me. As our lips parted and tongues touched, I felt Laurie slam her hips down to mine. With a popping sensation my cock head ripped through her cherry and sank balls deep into her. She had done the deed with such force that she had impaled herself fully and her pussy lips were now mashed into my pubic bone. Laurie shrieked and screamed into my mouth. Tears immediately flowed down from her face. The act had sent exquisite pleasure tingling through my body but it had caused her great pain. Feeling bad for her, I lay back on the mattress and pulled her down onto me. She laid her head on my shoulder, sobbing, trying to bear the pain. I hugged her tightly. After a few minutes, Laurie's suffering began to subside. She picked her head up from my shoulder and rose up on her elbows. Looking into my eyes with her tear stained cheeks she whispered, "That hurt like a bitch." We both laughed. "It feels weird." She remarked rolling her hips a bit. "It's like I can feel you all the way in my stomach." "It may very well be." I teased her. Laurie straightened up and sat up erect on my crotch. I had to spread my legs a bit to keep her from smushing my balls beneath her ass. The tiny little girl held her hands to her abdomen. I watched her push inward with her fingertips. "Oh my god! I can feel you. Right here, look." She grasped at my hand and placed my fingertips just below her belly button. Using her own hand she pushed my fingers into her stomach. As real as rain, I could feel the bulge of my dick through her stomach. I could even feel the pressure of my own fingers on the head of my dick. "Cool!" I chuckled. Laurie collapsed back onto my chest, mashing her breasts into me. My dick slipped out a little but she pushed her hips back, burying me deep again. "Mmmmmm that feels good." I said. Clutching at me tightly she rolled us over, pulling me on top of her. With my pole still buried inside of her and giggling she said to me, "I want you on top." When the silliness and giggles faded, Laurie looked into my eyes with seriousness and whispered, "Make love to me." We engaged in yet another passionate kiss but this time as our tongues danced I pulled myself back through her slick tunnel and slowly pushed in again. Laurie moaned into my mouth with pleasure this time, not from pain. Again I repeated, going slowly making sure that she was ok now. "Any more pain?" I whispered. "No." she smiled. "Only the pleasure of you inside of me, making me a woman." Our kiss resumed, as did our lovemaking. I knew that it wouldn't be long before the erotic sensations of my hard dick sliding in and out of her were more than I could take. With every passing moment our lovemaking became faster, more furious and urgent. Laurie's hips began to thrust up to mine, meeting my thrusts with slapping sounds. "Oh god Dar... it feels so good." Her hands roamed down my back and clutched at my ass. She pulled me down into herself with every thrust. Our lovemaking quickly became wild fucking, slamming our hips together. Her pussy made squishing sounds every time I slammed into her. The head of my dick was bottoming out into the back wall of her pussy. "Faster! Unggggg! Faster!" she grunted. I fucked my dick into her pussy as hard and fast as I could. Sweat was coating our slapping bodies. Laurie raised her legs up and wrapped them around my waist allowing me to penetrate her deeper. "Close!" I exclaimed. "Me too! Ugh... DO... IT... DEEP! UGGGG!" Laurie started cumming. Her pussy tightened up and began squeezing down on my dick. "Cumming!" I grunted and slammed my dick up into her as deep as I could and held it there, spurting sperm as deep inside of her as I could. Laurie squealed. "Ieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" Her legs wrapped around my ass and pulled me deeper into her, forcing me to squirt my cum as deep as my dick would go. I collapsed down onto the tiny girl as the pleasure subsided. I rolled us over with her on top. Laurie burred her face in my neck, gasping for air. We lay in post orgasmic euphoria for a long time. The combined fluids of our orgasms ran out of her pussy and down all over my balls and crotch. "I love you." She whispered and kissed my neck. "I love you too darling." ........................................................ Sometime later, with Laurie still lying on top of me and my softening dick shrinking from her soaked pussy, my stomach growled. Laurie pulled her head up from my bare chest, "Someone's hungry?" she smiled. "Aren't you?" "Oh yeah, wild sex always does that to me." "Always huh? Gee, and for some reason I was under the impression that I was your first." "Oh no... all that screaming and crying bit was just an act." She grinned slyly. I gave her the most dejected look that I could muster up considering that we both wanted to burst into laughter. Laurie stuck out her tongue at me and poked me in the ribs with her fingers. "Come on, I'll fix us something." She giggled and slipped off me. When she stood up a stream of liquid oozed from between her legs. I watched it drip from her pussy lips through the wide cleft between her ass cheeks. "Ewww god that's gross." I laughed. I watched her completely naked body walk away from me. Her cute little ass waddled back and forth. I whistled. "What are you whistling at?" she grinned over her shoulder. "Your cute little ass." "You've got to be kidding, I've got the scrawniest ass in the world." "That's what I love about it. I'm not a 'junk n tha trunk' kind of guy." Laurie slipped a short little nightie over her head. I slipped my boxers back on and we went down to the kitchen for some grub. We pulled some leftover pizza from the fridge and tossed it into the microwave. We talked for a while about different things, friends, family, how people would react to us, and how we badly needed to keep this a secret. With our bellies full, we headed down to the den to watch some TV. I glanced out the window as we passed it by. Three inches of snow already coated the ground. "I don't think that our parents are going to make it home." "Why?" she asked stopping. I pointed out the window. "Because I can't tell where the grass stops and the road starts." Laurie walked over to have a look for herself. She rapped her arms around me and said, "So I guess we'll have the house to ourselves tonight." She grinned seductively. "Your so bad." I chuckled. "Yeah but I want to be bad with you!" "Don't make me spank you." "Can I cum if you do?" She bent over and her short little silk nightie slipped up her back, exposing her bare ass. I popped her across her bare cheeks. "Hmmmm do it again." This time I reared back and popped her hard. "Ieee!" she squealed and ran off to the downstairs den. When I got there she laying on the couch with her legs sprawled out, exposing her open pussy to me. "You still hungry?" She laughed. Taking her up on her offer I knelt down between her legs and in wasting no time I spread her pussy lips open with my fingers and licked my tongue across her clit. Laurie immediately gasped. With eyes wide and mouth hanging open she sat up on her elbows to watch. "OH GOD! Do that again!" I did. Extending the tip of my tongue, I placed it at the opening of her vagina and licked up through the slit and flicked it across her clit. Laurie gasped again. "God! I never knew it would feel that good!" Realizing that I had just found that one thing that guys had talked about for so long that absolutely drove women wild, I sucked her clit in between my lips and flicked my tongue across it. Watching me sucking on her pussy and the surge of pleasure drove Laurie wild. She collapsed back into the couch and tossed her head from side to side. Her hands gripped the sofa cushion. The knuckles turned white from her grip. I continued my assault on her clit, sucking on it, nibbling, and flicking my tongue. After a few minutes, just before I thought she was about to cum on my mouth, Laurie jerked up and shoved me to the floor. The look in her eyes was that of a wild and crazed animal. Laurie stood over me with her ankles at my hips and squatted down. Her pussy landed right on my already hardened pole. Rushing, she gripped my dick and pointed it straight up at her pussy hole. With her ankles still planted on the floor she slammed her pussy down onto my shaft, impaling herself completely, engulfing my entire dick, in one swift movement. "Ugggggggg..." I groaned. Laurie's head jerked up sharply, her eyes rolled into the back of her head and then she looked me dead in the eyes. "Sit up." She demanded. Obediently, I sat up and used my arms to support myself. Laurie locked her hands together behind my neck and started pumping herself up and down on my shaft. "UGGGGGGGGGHHH! SHIT!" she groaned as she furiously pumped her pussy. Laurie was wildly riding me like a horse jockey. She slammed her pussy lips down onto my pubic bone so hard that I was sure that we would both be bruised. "NUUUGGGG! GOOD!... SO... FUCKING... GOOD!" I knew I wouldn't last much longer. The animalistic, wild girl pumping her tight pussy up and down on my dick would be too much for me to hold back much longer. "Shit... Close Laurie... Close!" "Do it! UGH! Cum in me! UGGGGGGGGHHH FUCK!" she screamed. Laurie's pussy made squishing and sloshing sounds each time she slammed down onto me. I could feel the head of my dick bumping against her cervix. "HURRY!" she grunted and slammed her pussy down on my hard pole one final time. Using all her weight she mashed her cunt down into my pubic bone as far as it would go and ground her pussy into me. Rocking her hips back and forth she flicked the head of my dick across her bulby cervix. I looked down to our joined sexes and saw my pole rammed up inside of her guts. Her pussy was spread incredibly wide around my shaft, it almost looked painful. "Cumming!" I groaned as I felt the strong surge of semen shooting up the tube in my dick shaft. Her pussy was so tight like this that the first few throbs produced no liquid but a second later my cum fired out of my dick head like bullets. "UGGGH! CUMMING!.. IN... ME!.. IEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE." Laurie squealed and went into spastic convulsions. Her whole body shivered and trembled as the orgasmic ecstasy ceased control of her body. Laurie collapsed onto me and I into the floor. She lay on top of me shivering and occasionally twitching. "Oh god! That was incredible." I remarked but Laurie made no sound at all. She was breathing though; gasping for air would be a better description. "Laurie?" No answer. I brushed her hair from her face. Her eyes were closed. "Oh god... you passed out." I groaned and laid my head back onto the carpet. Exhausted and spent, I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep for a bit. ........................................................... I was awakened by the feeling of Laurie stirring a top of me. "uggggg... what happened?" "You passed out." "Oh god! I don't know what came over me." I chuckled, "Neither do I, god, I've never seen you that way. You were like some kind of crazed animal." "I know... you licking me just made me go nuts and then the last thing I remember is feeling your dick throbbing in me. I could actually feel you squirting in me. God that was hot." I brushed her thick hair from her face. "That was the most incredible thing I have ever...." "Me too... but I don't think I can do it for a while. My whole pussy is sore." "I would say so... you were slamming down on to me so hard I was afraid my dick was going to come out your belly button." I laughed. "Feels like it did." The weak little girl rose up on her side and looked down to her belly just to make sure that it actually had not. Her movements made my soft dick slip from her pussy. A flood of liquid flowed out onto my balls and crotch. "Eww... is it always that messy?" I laughed. "We don't have to do it any more you know." She jerked her face to mine sharply. "Oh yes we do! I'm addicted to that thing! I'll rape you if I have to." "I think you just did." "Yeah. I guess so." Laurie laughed. ............................................................................... That was our last wild fuck for the evening. We were both way too sore. Our parents didn't make it back to the house until six o'clock the next night. Laurie and I made love five more times before we heard them pulling up in the drive. We took a shower together to try and wash off the sex smell, and opened the windows in the house but I can't see how they still didn't miss it. Ending: Laurie taught me to live, to live in the moment, creating precious memories, and to pour my heart and soul into a loving romance. We managed to keep our love for each other a secret through the remainder of our high school years. When we both moved off and entered college we got an apartment together off campus and no longer hid our love for one another from the outside world. There was no longer any need. No one knew us. We did occasionally see other people but we always ended up coming back together. Laurie and I married shortly after graduating.

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