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   Tommy Was Jess' First by Obmuj (address withheld)
   Tommy was one lucky lad of fifteen.  He found romance with youn and old.
He also discovered and convinced his cousin Katlin to let him have her. 
Katlin decided she needed more than Tommy, and one boy of eighteen was
about to be charged with rape.  (MF-teens, inc, 1st, exh, rom)
   Waking from a nap, and finding the ground had become hard, with only a
thin blanket to recline on, Jess sat up and looked around.  The book she
had been reading had fallen alongside her, and she must have turned during
her nap, and in doing so, bent the pages.
   For a young girl of eleven, Jess had been reading her mother's romantic
novels for more than a year.  When she first commenced reading the novels,
her mother said they weren't appropriate for a girl of ten to read.  Jess
asked why, as her mother, she would read a book not fit for her own
daughter to read?  From then on, Jess would look for the paperback romance
novels, that always showed a man with long blonde hair on the cover, and
the heroine with dark wavy hair that reached past her shoulders, such as
herself.
   The summer was upon the land, and flowers were in bloom, the garden
vegetables were growing, and in the afternoon Jess could do as she wished.
Most days she walked to the creek and splashed and played in the shallow
water.  Her eleven-year-old body tanned overall, as she didn't have a
bathing suit that still fit her.  The last suit her mother purchased for
her was when she was eight.  "Jess, you should at least wear your panties
when swimming," her mother, Monica, stated when she observed her daughter
in the nude, and saw no whiteness on her young body.
   "Why, mom, no one sees me, and besides, I like feeling the Sun dry me
off after swimming in the water, and there is no one but me at the creek."
"Did you swim in the creek when you were little and lived here with Grandma
and Grandpa?" Thinking before she answered, Monica told her daughter, "Yes,
but your Grandma always made certain I wore a pair of panties or something
when I was in the creek."
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   Then Monica remembered the time she was swimming and her father had
walked down to the creek and she was naked.  Seeing her father approaching
the small creek, she had shouted at her father, "Dad, are you coming to
swim with me?"
   To her surprise, he was crying, and asked that she come out the water,
as he had something to tell her.  Walking from the creek, and at the time
she thirteen, thought nothing about her father viewing her nude body. 
Monica remembered she had breast, 32-A most likely, and had a large thatch
of hair growing on her tummy, above her thing.
   When she walked to where her father had sat down and was leaning back
against a cottonwood tree, she had walked over and sat down, facing her
father, with her legs crossed in front of her.  That her sex was exposed
didn't enter into her mind, Monica remembered distinctly.  "Why are you
crying daddy, is something wrong?"
   "Honey, mom died a little while ago, did you hear the sirens?  The EMS
came, but your mom had a heart attack, and passed away before the ambulance
got here."
   Monica remembered the sadness that had passed through her body that
afternoon, what was it nearly eighteen years ago.  When she had heard that
her mom had died, she had moved over and sat on her father's lap.  They
cried together, and for the next three days, they would cry and try to
comfort the other.  Both took the death of her mom, and dad's soul mate,
extremely hard, as mom was so young and beautiful.  The time after the
funeral was so hard, as they, and others from both sides of the family, all
their friends, had come to the farm after services at the cemetery, and the
neighbor ladies had set up tables and chairs under the trees in the yard,
and tables were covered with food.  For two hours they were able to forget
mom had died, then they were alone, as the others had returned to their
homes and families.
   That evening, after taking her bath, Monica remembered, she had slipped
on the thin short nightgown, and had walked out on the front porch and sat
in the swing with her father.  She had curled up in her father's large
arms, and she had always loved how strong her dad was from the work on the
farm.  Her young body was being hugged in her father's arms, and Monica
recalled how she had nestled into his hug, and went to sleep.
   She awoke sometime during the night, and felt empty, and evidently her
father had carried her to her bed, covered her up, then went to his own
bed. Monica could still remember how she had gotten out of her bed, walked
down the upstairs hallway of the farm house, and entered her parents'
bedroom.  Monica remembered she had eased into her father's bed, and he
told her, "Honey, you shouldn't be in bed with your father, but I guess
tonight will be okay." The feeling of being in bed with someone for the
first time in her life, gave her mixed reactions.
   From that night onward, Monica would sleep with her father, and one
night, it was when she was still thirteen, but nearly fourteen, she
remembered, she awoke to find she was holding her father's thing in her
hand.  She could hear her father deep breathing while sleeping, so she
continued holding onto his thing.  About a week later, she had lain awake
and wondered if she could stroke him like her girlfriend said she had done
with her cousin.  When an hour passed, Monica remembered how she had
reached down and stated to stroke her hand up and down her father's very
hard thing.
   Monica's mind was still able to remember how she moved her hand up and
down on the soft skinned thing of her father.  As she became so involved in
stroking her dad, she did not realize he had woke up, and when she felt him
move onto his side, he pressed her down onto her back.  Monica stopped
stroking him in fear of being chastised.  Never would she forget the words
he spoke, "Don't stop, just keep doing that."
   Shortly afterwards, Monica recalled her father moved on top of her,
pushed her nighty up over her legs, until it was bunched up around her
arms, and above her breast.  Then Monica remembered her father got on top
of her, and recalled her father was going to have sex with her.  Monica did
nothing to stop him.  Within a few moments, she felt his hard male penis
moving into her body.  A sharp stinging feeling was the only pain she felt,
but she sobbed out, "Dad, it hurts a little," and Monica still remembered
after all those years how she lost her virginity, three months after her
mother's death.
   After the sex was over, her father started crying, and continued telling
her how sorry he was for doing it to her.  Monica had told her father, "Its
okay dad, I understand, and you miss mom, and besides I started it."
   Never could Monica forget the feeling as her father had entered her
body. It wasn't pain, and wasn't pleasant, but just when it commenced to
feel good, her father had shot off in her.  That what happened between them
wasn't supposed to occur, never entered her mind.  The following night her
dad had told her, "Monica, you can't sleep with me, we both know what
happened, and I would be in a lot of trouble if it was found out I had sex
with my daughter."
   With no thought of not sleeping with her father, the memory of holding
his firm thing, made Monica again get in bed with her father.  As she moved
into bed with her father, and lay against him, she recalled the surprise in
her father's voice when he realized she was not wearing her nightgown. 
"Monica, you naked, my god girl, I'm only human, and you must get out of my
bed before it is too late." Instead, Monica, pressed her young body to her
father's and with her hands, pulled him on top of her.  Evidently her
father had become erect immediately, and she felt him entering her sex, and
this time it was pleasurable as the thick penis was moving backward and
forward into and back out of her no longer virgin sex.
   Monica still recalled how the feeling brought down her first climax, and
how her father had pressed against the top of her sex, and ground around on
her, as he pushed in and out of her body.  Suddenly Monica had felt like
she was floating, or was part of some item floating on water, and then her
first climax struck her and she cried out her release, "It feels so good,
dad, it is making me want something more, dad - oh dad it is so good!" That
was the start of five years of sex with her own father, and the following
day he took her to the doctor, and had her put on birth control.
   After high school, and then college, Monica returned back to the farm
with her new husband, a college football jock, and they both taught school.
Within a year, her marriage ended in divorce, and she returned to her
father's bed.  But she was left with a child in her womb, when her husband
departed, Monica was four months along with the baby.  Then Monica lost her
father within six months to a heart attack.  From then on she was on her
own, not dating nor wanting to date, and since then she was in a sexless
state, only teaching school and raising her daughter.
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   Now Monica thought of the child she was trying to tell not to swim in
the nude, when she had herself done so, and never considered her private
dominion a problem nor being observed in the nude.  Looking closely, Monica
saw her daughter had not commenced developing or showing signs of puberty
starting.  Other than Jess' larger than average nipples than other girls
whose breasts haven't started to puff out from her breast bone, her
daughter was still the cute little girl, with the roundest butt Monica had
ever seen.
   Stretching her arms above her head, Jess decided to undress and cool off
in the creek.  Pulling her top and shorts off, then her panties, she walked
into the cool water and sat down.  The tree, where she had been laying
under, provided shade over the creek.  There were some large rocks that
stuck out of the water and some were just under the water.  One of the
rocks was large enough for Jess to lie down on, if she let her legs hang
down over the edge and into the water.
   Jess had brought the romance novel, "Lust in the Sunshine" with her as
she entered the water, and laying back, commenced reading where she had
left off.
   Jaycen was the lovely twenty, something married, Southern Belle girl, in
the story, and she was strolling through the magnolia trees, and arriving
at the far end of the plantation lawn, she was spotted by Brit Thompson,
the handsome thirty some, Lad from England.
   "Hello Mrs.  Jaycen, how are you this fine afternoon?"
   Looking at the long blonde hair on the English gentlemen, who was
reputed to have been wanted by the law in England, for having impregnated
an English Lord's wife of thirty-four, instantly she became heated.  And
the couple's sixteen-year-old daughter, caught the eye of the foreign man,
and an awareness passed between them of things to come, also.  Rumors were
that he had been with several married ladies on the plantations in
Virginia, and some young teenage girls, before moving to Alabama, to live
with his Uncle Justice Melrose.
   Jaycen felt some need to be close to the Englishman, and as the two
walked to the end of the lawn, they came upon the garden, glass enclosed,
gazebo.  Knowing that she should not be alone with the man, whose
reputation spelled trouble if they were found alone, with no escort to
protect her honor.  The temptation to steal a few minutes together with the
handsome man, overcome common sense, and she allowed him to lead her into
the flower enclosed mini dwelling that let one escape the heat of the day.
   Opening the door for his charming companion, Brit took her elbow, walked
Jaycen to where the large plants and small shrubs were planted, and they
blocked anyone seeing the reclining davenports from the view of the front
of the gazebo.  Jaycen felt a moment of panic, and she was now being pulled
into the arms of the handsome Englishman.
   With no will to resist the handsome man, her lips were soon being
kissed, and kissed so differently than her husband had ever done.  Thrills
shot through her body, as she felt Brit's tongue moving between her lips,
and flipping back and forth against her own tongue.  Her body was pulled
tant against the man, and her hands were seeking the long blonde curls that
hung from his head.  Jaycen felt the lips move from hers, down onto her
neck, and onto the large expanse of her chest and rounded mounds of her
breast, that were open to view in the square cut opening of her flowing
daytime gown.
   The feeling of being lain on the davenport, did not enter into Jaycen's
mind, and when she felt her dress being unfastened in the back, and pulled
down from her shoulders, she made no resistance.  Pulling Jaycen back onto
her feet, she soon found her body was uncovered completely, and once more,
her Brit's lips were kissing her body.  Only this time he was kissing the
round breast of the Southern Lady, and then his lips moved down and were
soon kissing her between he legs.
   Thrill after a thrill shot through Jaycen's body, and never in her
wildest imagination, could she have considered her husband kissing her sex.
Jaycen listened as Brit told her how he loved the massive growth of dark
hair that grew over her lower stomach and down along the side her sexual
opening.  Her hips rose up to meet Brit's mouth, as his tongue penetrated
the spot where she had only felt her husband's five inches of manhood enter
her sex.
   Then to her relief, Brit moved over her body, and looking downward, saw
the male appendage hanging between his legs, was at least ten inches long,
and as thick as her wrist.  No, Jaycen thought, it is much too large to
enter me, the entrance between my legs is much too small.  Yet, it finally
was completely encased within her vagina, and for ten minutes of so, she
was given more loving than she had experienced in five years of marriage.
Then she felt the Englishman releasing his male fluids into her body,
placing his seed in places within her sex, that had never been touched or
had seeds placed in previously.  For the next month, Jaycen meets her
Englishman for sexual encounters, then one day he had left.
   Yet he was still with her, as she shuddered and realized that she was
with a child.  Could I be pregnant with the long-haired blonde man from
England?  Less than nine months later, Jaycen and her husband were the
parents of blonde haired children.  Family and friends considered that the
children would eventually have dark hair, like that of the two parents.  By
the time they children were seven, it was obvious who the father was, and
Jaycen was sent away to live on a small plantation in Georgia.
   After a year, and with no one to comfort her at night, she succumbed to
the need of the other ladies of the South, and found one of her young
slaves, who could and did, answer her needs.  Jasper, a fifteen-year-old,
house boy was as well endowed as the Englishman, who had caused her and her
two children to live the life of an outcast.
   Jaycen had lain down in the large bed room of her Georgia plantation
home, and felt the stifling heat as there was no breeze passing through the
open windows of the large corner room.  Wearing nothing but a shift, made
from muslin, the loose-fitting, sleeveless gown hung from her shoulders too
just below her pubic area.
   Ringing the small bell on the table next to her bed, she knew that only
Jasper was still awake as it was nearly midnight.  Within a minute, there
was a slight knock on her bed room door, and Jaycen responded, "Enter."
   The large group of candles, provide enough light for Jasper to see his
mistress, and he could not miss viewing the dark patch of hair that grew
between her legs.  His mistress had pulled her shift up over her legs and
nearly to her breast to keep cool.  He looked at the charming and beautiful
white woman, and asked, "You need Jasper, Mistress, how can I help you?"
   Jasper, I want you to fan me until I get cool, but before you do, obtain
some water from the spring, then take a cloth and wipe my body, before you
fan me.
   Jasper left the room, and returned in about five minutes with a wash
basin and pitcher full of spring water.  Jaycen removed her shift, and
reclined on the bed completely in the nude.  Jasper knew he must not let
his bare hands touch his Mistress, but only allow the cloth to wipe her
body with the cool spring water.
   Looking at the young house boy, Jaycen noted that he was wearing some
type of material that was wrapped around his young waist, and fastened with
a large horse blanket pin.  While the young black teenager was wiping her
body, and across her ample breast and between her legs, she saw his wrap
sticking out from his body.  There was no doubt what Jaycen was viewing,
and her mind could not believe that she had been without sex for the years
after it was discovered by her husband that she had committed adultery with
the Englishman.
   Rumors had told that her husband had agents seek out the Englishman, and
he somehow cut his own penis off, and even his tongue cut from his mouth,
and that he died of bleeding.  Having told her husband the complete story
of her affair, and when she mentioned how large the Englishman's penis was,
she was beaten by her husband until she was bruised over most of her body.
Then she was sent to the Georgia plantation.
   Now, Jaycen was seeing what must be an overly large penis between the
boy's legs, and she told Jasper, "Remove you wrap, and then get on the bed
with me." No sooner than he was on the bed, and he was no longer a virgin.
His penis may have been only fifteen years in age, but it was larger than
the one Brit had filled the slit between he legs with.  This time, and each
time she allowed the house boy to ease her needs, she knew when it wasn't
safe to have him place his black baby making seen into her body.
   Until she died at the age of 63, Jaycen had kept Jasper in her bed, and
she had become so adapt at taking him with her mouth, when she was unsafe
to have him in her sex, she found drinking his manly juices gave her youth.
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   While reading the words of "Lust in the Sunshine," Jess did not
understand all of what appeared on the pages before her eyes.  The
excitement she felt while reading the pages of romance, and carnal activity
did provide the prepubescent girl a feeling of excitement.  For the past
three or four paperback books she had read, Jess had determined what sex
consisted of, except for what a male organ was like.  Her own body had
become tense and she felt a need to touch herself between her legs while
reading about Jaycen and the Englishman.
   For Jess, the idea of a black boy having his thing in her body was
scary, but thoughts how she would love to have a long-haired blonde man
love her.  Jess had been rubbing and stroking her tiny sex while reading
the book, but wasn't conscious of the fact.  Jess' body didn't reach a
climax, or any release, but to surprise her discovered what masturbating
was about.  Jaycen did not know she was masturbating, but it felt good to
touch herself, and she wondered what it would be like to have a boy touch
her?
   Standing in some brush along the side the small creek was a
fifteen-year-old boy, and he could not believe he was watching Jess play
with her pussy.  Tommy, knew Jess and her mom, as he lived on the farm next
to theirs.  Today he had been out looking for berries, and happened upon
Jess as she was taking her clothes off, then getting into the water.
   When Tommy observed his neighbor undressing, he was seeing a girl naked
for the first time.  Before he could believe all he was seeing, Tommy
watched as Jess lay down on the rock and let her legs hand over the edge
and into the water.  Within minutes, Jess had her legs open wide, then she
reached down and let her fingers touch between her legs.  For the past two
or more years, Tommy had discovered what it was like to jack-off, and
seeing his first nude girl, he undressed and began stroking his fully erect
"prick" and decided he wanted to see Jess up closer.
   Walking into the creek, his erection pointing straight up in the air, he
greeted and startled the unsuspecting girl, who had no idea someone was
observing her as she lay naked on the rock, reading her book, and running
her fingers across her "cat."
   "Hi Jess, what are you doing," Tommy asked as he had gotten too within a
foot of the preteen girl?
   "WHAT - WHO, hells-bells, Tommy, what are you doing in here, and you
don't have your clothes on, and I'm telling mom that you're spying on me."
As she spoke, Jess saw that his thing was stuck up and she suddenly
realized he had seen her touching her cat.  Then, at that very time, Jess
saw that Tommy had long blonde hair, and she was viewing the one thing in
all her stories that she could not picture what it looked like, a penis,
was there before her very eyes.
   "Jess, don't be mad, I think you look cute, and you aren't the first
girl I've seen in the nude, but you're the prettiest.  " "Have you ever
looked at a boy in the nude before?"
   "No, let me take my book and lay it on the blanket, and you want to be
with me?"
   Tommy walked behind Jess, and he was seeing the tiny round hips of the
girl as she left the water, and walked over to where she had the blanket.
They both sat down facing each other, and neither speaking, until finally,
Tommy spoke, "Spread your legs apart so I can see you there, cause your
seeing mine."
   Nothing else was said, but Jess opened her slender legs, and she felt
like Jaycen in the book, and she asked Tommy, "You can kiss me if you want,
and you know, do things, have you ever?"
   "No, kind of, yes, but I have wanted to kiss, but being on the farm,
there is no one to kiss, although my cousin Katlin, kiss and play in the
hay mow, when she comes to visit."
   Knowing that if things were going to happen, Jess determined that she
would need to lead the way, and she lay down on the blanket, and pulled
Tommy down beside her.  Then she leaned over and kissed his lips.  The kiss
was not what she thought it would be like, then she remembered how the
couples would put their tongues in each other's mouth, and she did with her
lover, Tommy.
   Reaching down, Jess caught Tommy's penis in her hand and she liked how
it felt so smooth and hard in her hand.  Jess understood now what the
stories meant when the spoke of a penis being erect and firm, and how a
woman loved feeling a penis in her hand.  For Tommy, the sensations of Jess
holding his erection was more than he could stand, and when Jess moved her
hand up and down on him, with less than a half dozen strokes, his stuff
shot from his prick.
   The warm white and clear liquid landed on Jess, and her hand was covered
with the stuff she had only read about, a boy's semen, was on her, and she
felt like a character from one of her books.
   Continuing to play with Tommy, her actions kept him erect, and Tommy
decided if Jess could place her hand on him, and make him cum, he could
touch between her legs.  His fingers were soon playing with the opening
between Jess' legs, and he knew from being with his cousin, Katlin, who was
fourteen, that the spot at the top gave the most pleasure.  Tommy placed
his middle finger on the tiny b-b size button that was hidden within Jess'
prepuce.
   Jess was beside herself as she felt Tommy fingers touching her between
her legs, and when she felt his finger tying to get inside her, she wanted
to tell him it hurt, but he was also touching a spot she had not found when
she rubbed herself a few minutes before.
   When Tommy played with his cousin, she was always dressed, and made him
reach inside her panties to touch her.  Now he could do what he always
wanted, and he moved on top of Jess, and was soon attempting to shove his
prick inside her pussy, as his cousin Katlin called her thing.
   It took a while, but finally Tommy had his prick in the entrance of her
cat, Jess knew.  From all she read in he books, she wondered why Tommy
hadn't push completely inside her cat?  Visions of the women in the stories
she read, always spoke of how it felt so good.  Now Jess wanted to feel her
blonde lover bring her to feel the passions of love, and as Jaycen had
said, to lust filled and steamy release.
   Tommy started to move his erection in and out a little deeper he each
time he pressed into Jess, between her legs.  Then he felt it slip about
half way inside the girl, and the feeling of the end of his penis entering
the warm interior of the girl was unlike anything he had ever imagined.
   The feeling for Jess was not the same.  When she felt Tommy's prick slip
inside her cat, it hurt when he was in a little deep.  "Tommy, don't make
it hurt!" In the books' Jess had read, a couple of the women had been
virgins, and they had told how it hurt when they lost their virginity. 
Jess knew she was a virgin, but did not have the exact knowledge that a
thin amount of skin, just inside her cat, was what made her a virgin.  Then
she felt Tommy pulling back out, and she wanted him in her, so Jess moved
her hands on his hips, and raised her hips upward, at the exact same time
Tommy shoved back into her body.
   The results were more than Jess expected, and when Tommy shoved his
prick in her, Jess cried out.  An unknown and unexpected pain tore through
her cat, as her blonde lover had just sent his six inches of manhood
through her virginity.  Jess asked her lover, "Stop, you're killing me,
take your prick out, Tommy, wait or stop, wow, it hurts, LAY STILL FOR A
MINUTE!" Her pleas were to no avail, as Tommy had enough knowledge of sex,
to know he had just captured and busted his first cherry.
   For another five minutes or so, he moved his prick back and forth in the
crying girl, and when he shot off his cum, he pressed as deep into her
young eleven-year-old body as his squirting erection could reach.  The
length wasn't the ten inches Jess had read about in her books, but she
understood that the length of Tommy's penis was as much as she would want,
or so she considered at the time of her first sex.
   After their encounter, Jess looked down and saw she was bleeding, and
she could see the evidence of Tommy having placed his semen, and sperm
inside her cat.  Looking at her long blonde-haired lover, or that was how
Jess now thought of Tommy.  "Tommy, you have to be my lover and boyfriend
now you did it to me, you were my first, you know that, don't you?"
   In the books, they had different names for the spot between a woman's
legs, but one woman in a story had called hers a cat, so Jess always
referred to her sex as cat.  Jess understood that she had just lost her
virginity, like the woman in her novels, she cried and wondered what her
mother would say?
   Jess rose from the blanket and walked over to the creek and stepped into
the water.  She washed between her legs, and her hand felt the slickness of
the stuff Tommy had placed inside her female opening.  Having felt him
shoot it off on her minutes before, Jess knew what she was feeling.
   They sat on one of the rocks that was under the water a few inches, and
as they set side-by-side, Jess had her legs open, and the cool water of the
creek, helped ease the pain that she still felt from having sex for the
first time.  They spoke about what they had done, and Tommy told Jess about
Katlin, and how she had hair on her pussy, and her boobs were quite big. 
When Tommy told Jess that she would be his girlfriend, and she did not need
to cry about his being with Katlin.
   Jess looked in the water, where it covered Tommy's penis, and she
reached over and took it in her hand.  Finally the experience of touching
the young six inches of a boy's prick caused some type of need in Jess that
she didn't understand.  "Tommy, would you like to do it again, but don't
hurt me this time, and do you promise to never tell we've done it, you know
love each other," like in my books, Jess thought?
   "Sure, and I like your hand on me."
   They returned to the blanket, and Jess noticed it had blood on it from
where she had lain when they had bone it before.  Jess lay on the blanket
in a spot the blood wasn't on, and lay on her back with her legs apart.
   Before starting and laying on the girl, Tommy looked and explored with
his fingers, the pussy, that he knew had "fucked" as his friends at school
called to have sex.  Man, wait till I tell Dean that I did it with a girl.
   "Come on Tommy, do it if your going to," Jess told her lover, as she
became impatient, and his fingers were rough in the way he was touching
her.
   Tommy lay on top of Jess, and she found it necessary to reach down and
move his thing where it was suppose to be.  The boy was not experienced
enough to get it in properly, and was only bumping it all around her sex,
but not inside.  Then Jess felt a penis entering her for the second time of
her life.  The feeling was good, but it hurt, and she related the hurt, to
the stories she had read, where the men and lovers always had thick and
very long penises.  "Not so hard, Tommy, and move slow and gentle, yeah,
like that, it burns like, but don't stop my love, my boyfriend>"
   For Tommy, the next few minutes were exciting, and this time he knew
what to expect when he felt the bag holding his nuts, start to build up for
him to cum.  Then he was ready, and he started to move faster and hard in
and out of the tiny eleven-year-old, and he could sense she was enjoying
the moving of his cock in and out of her opening.  "Jess, I'm going to cum,
I'm doing it, oh Jessss, it is good!"
   Knowing that her lover was feeling the enjoyment of being in her body
that she was providing him with feeling of pleasure, also made the coupling
of their bodies bring her a feeling of excitement, but not the "climax" she
had read about in her books.  The climatic excitement would come later for
Jess, but from a source she had no knowledge of at the moment Tommy was
spraying his semen into her soft and tiny sex.  Not did the person who was
going to bring a climax to the young girl, but Jess would find out true
romance as she read about in her novels.
   Tommy bumped into the griping sex of the girl under him as he gave her
his cum.  For Jess, the feeling in knowing that she was, in her opinion,
now a woman, having lost her virginity.  After Tommy had moved off of her,
Jess lay on the blanket, her spindly legs spread wide in trying to ease the
soreness and the feeling that her cat had been torn.  Watching her lover,
Jess, as he moved down he was again looking at her cat, and hoped he could
make her feel better, and her cat didn't feel like it was burning.  Then a
degree of modesty crossed her mind, and Jess pulled her legs together, and
asked Tommy, "Does it look funny now that we've done it twice?"
   After looking at the blanket, Jess saw it had some small blood spots
from where she had just lain when she let Tommy do her the second time. 
"Tommy, hop up, I want to wash the blanket in the creek, so mom doesn't see
where I bleed." Then Jess felt really sore between her legs, and she
understood it was from the hard striking of her pubic area when Tommy had
did it fast and hard just a few minutes ago.
   Before leaving to go to there own home, Tommy asked, "Want to see me
tomorrow, if so I will come here, or if you go down that way toward where I
live, there is a neat place we can use as a hideout." "Okay, I'll walk down
there to meet you, but tomorrow I have to go with mom, so I will see you in
two days."
   Jess entered the creek with her blanket, after Tommy left and cleansed
the blanket and she saw that the blood washed out the material.  Taking the
blanket over to some brush, Jess lay it over the brush, and it was in the
Sun light, and figured it would dry out in an hour.  Picking up her
wrist-watch from inside her shoe, where she had placed it before getting to
the water, she checked the time.  It is only one-thirty, so I will need to
write in my diary about when if did it for the first and second time.
   Standing about thirty or forty yards from where Jess was putting the
blanket on the brush, stood another person.  He had watched the sexual
activity between the two children.  When he heard that they would meet on
Thursday, Steve Densmore, a 19-year-old black, knew where he would be,
waiting to see the couple in sex once more.
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   Steve Densmore, was a popular young black, who had no problem
associating with the whites in the small farming community, or those living
in the city of Princeville, with a population of around 4,500 people. 
Princeville, the county seat, was proud of their football and basketball
teams at Princeville High School.  The star athletic for the school, three
years in a row, Steve had been the captain of his football and basketball
teams, and the football team was state champions during his senior year for
Class B schools.
   Home from college, after being one of the starting players on the state
university football team, for the past two years, Steve was working on a
project studying environmental issues in the county where he lived, and it
dealt with the waters in area.  Several small streams, and one river passed
through the county, and inspecting the waters weekly had brought him to the
Miller Creek, where he had watched the two youngsters having sex.
   Viewing the young girl, who he knew, because her mother was a sports
booster at the high school, and had been married to a football player.  One
thing Steve enjoyed were the local girls and women in the community, and a
few had allowed him to explore their bodies, both inside and out.  Having
spoken with Monica Stewart on various occasions over the years, he had
wanted to explore her body sexually, on many occasions.
   The next day, around noon, Steven was hiding in the brush just a few
feet from the spot where he was certain the two kids would likely lay the
blanket and do their thing.  No more than fifteen minutes passed, and Jess
showed up.  She undressed immediately, and she walked around the small rock
outcrop that acted as a back drop, and was about four feet from the creek.
Steven watched as the young girl picked up a piece of paper, and read it
out loud, "Jess, I can't make it today, as I have to go with mom to pick up
dad at the airport, maybe we can meet Saturday around noon.  Tommy."
   Within a few minutes, Jess spread out the blanket, walked over to the
water and eased down into the creek.  The water was deeper here than where
she normally played and swam, and she swan down the stream a little way,
she saw a bucket of some type with small fish in it.  She started to open
the bucket's lid that was really only a thin home made wire screen.  The
bucket contained one of Steven's experiment, and he knew that she could
mess up the experiment he was working on if she let the fish escape, or she
damaged the next and such he had formed in the bottom of the bucket.
   Steven forgot about seeing the young girl, and he knew from her reading
the note out loud, that Tommy would not be coming to the creek that day. 
Moving quickly, Steven said rather loudly, "Please don't mess with my
project."
   Jess, jumped away from the bucket immediately, and did not expect anyone
to be nearby, and cried out, "OH, who are you?"
   Then Jess recognized the teenager, and she sat down in the water to
cover her nude body.  "Hi Steven, is this one of your things you're doing
for college this summer, I didn't know what it was, sorry."
   "That's okay, what brought you here today, Jess," Steven asked, and
knowing full well that she had planned on having sex with Tommy?
   "Nothing, just swimming, " and she giggled, said, "I don't have any
clothes on, so you will need to leave."
   Looking at the girl, Steven thought quickly, and replied, "Maybe I will
go swimming, would you mind if I get in the water with you?" Then he told
Jess, when she looked at him funny, "I don't have a suit I can wear, so
hope that is okay with you." With that, Steven was soon nude, and he saw
the 11-year-old girl's eyes starring at his cock.  Steven felt his cock
begin to harden and he knew that he wanted to fuck the young girl, and
having seen her have sex only two days previously, knew what she looked
like, and he wondered what it would be like to shove his cock into the
girl?
   For Jess, only one thought came to her mind, and that was the black boy
named Jasper, in the story she was reading.  Not knowing why, Jess stood up
and faced the handsome black older teen and let him view her body.  The
stories she read in the romance novels never gave her the skills she
needed, to be a woman of seduction, as she had read about "Twyla Sue" a
young girl of sixteen in a book called, Afternoon Heat at Sadden Hall.
   The story told how Twyla Sue loved riding her pure white horse through
the large forest on the hills of upper New York.  One day while riding her
horse, she was thrown and landed hard on the ground, and struck her head on
a large rock.  She was rescued by Voyd, a large black male, who eventually
made love to her, about a month after he had found her injured and carried
her to home, as her horse had bolted and ran to his stall in the barn.
   Jess had found the story of Twyla Sue extremely exciting, as the girl of
sixteen in the story had meet Voyd, and after a few times of seeing hin the
trees, she had arranged a picnic lunch with him one afternoon.  After
eating, Twyla Sue was soon undressed, and her virgin charms were taken by
the man who saved her life, or so she considered.  When they had finished
their picnic lunch, they had sat on the ground, and once she was nude,
found that Voyd looked so large when he was reduced to the god like figure,
with his large black manhood hanging down from his pelvic area, Twyla Sue,
moved and had taken it in her mouth.  Then she found he grew so large, and
she could not keep it in her mouth.  Voyd, as the story went, soon
penetrated the girl's virgin body, and she cried out from the largeness
stroking through her ruptured hymen.
   Walking in the water toward Steven, she stopped directly in front of
him, and then kneeled down int the water, and holding his penis in her
right hand, moved her head forward, and took the ebony colored flesh into
her mouth.  Like Twyla Sue, Jess soon found it impossible to keep the penis
in her mouth.
   Steven moved down and picked the young girl up into his arms, and
carried her from the water, and placed her on the blanket.  Saying nothing
he kissed the young girl of eleven, and his tongue sought out the preteens
tongue.  Slowly kissing his way down her body, Steven had his lips over the
hairless vulva of the prepubescent girl.
   Her body was trembling, and she knew a fear in allowing an older person
to do what Tommy had done only two days previously.  To a girl the age of
Jess, a boy of nineteen, was old.  Yet Jess was feeling strange feelings
coursing through her body, and the lips of the boy was approaching her sex.
Jess had always been fascinated when the stories had a man licking and
kissing a woman's sex.  Now she was going to experience the sensations she
heretofore had only read about - being eleven did not enter into why she
hadn't enjoyed such experiences previously.
   Steven's lips kissed the hairless labia of the young girl, and after
perhaps a minute, his mouth opened and he pulled the labia between his
lips. Sucking gently on the slightly fatty lips of Jess' sex, he moved his
mouth and captured only the prepuce covering her clitoris, and found it was
larger than some of the women had been with.
   Jess discovered her body experiencing untold pleasures, and each time it
was something she attributed it to her having read about woman having their
sex kissed and licked in the novels.  Any wonder mom didn't want me to read
the novels, she knew I would never be satisfied without having sex from
reading the stories and then letting someone do her, even if she was only
eleven.
   "Steven that is wonderful," Jess cried out as she felt her clitoris
being sucked on, and the large tongue flicking across the tiny bud that was
now uncovered from the protective skin.  Steven could not believe that
Jess' prepuce was at least two inches long, and was shaped like a small
penis on a little boy.
   Never had Jess felt anything so wonderful, and in no more than two
minutes she experienced her first climax, and she cried out, just as she
had read in the novels, coping her comments without realizing she was doing
so, "Oh my darling Steven, your giving me such wonderful - - - oh yes, I
can't stand it, it's so good, oh my Steven, I'm - - - I feel it now,
aughhhhhh!"
   With that, Jess was assuredly a child in a name only, sexually she
reached the pinnacle of lust and desires with her first climax.  At the age
of eleven, with no breast across her chest, not even a single hair grew on
her sexual opening, Jess attained the highest level of sexual release, she
climaxed, stronger than most adult women ever come close to experiencing.
Her mind allowed Jess to feel all that was possible from oral sex, and her
image of Steven's large penis was in her mind the total time.  But from the
cells of her brain, there could be no doubt she allowed her imagination to
take over, and the related events from the stories she read in the
paperback love novels.
   Slowly Steven moved the young thighs, clamped around his head, down onto
the blanket, and he eased up between the legs that were almost the same
size from Jess's hips to her ankles.  Like other girls who haven't
developed she hadn't filled out in her body that would come later.  Steven
knew that this girl would likely have beautiful legs, as he had seen her
mother in shorts, and he found her legs lovely.  Now his erection was
seeking the opening he had just kissed and licked till it gave down its
sexual release.
   The thick blunt head of the nine inches of manhood was probing and
attempting to enter the narrow opening between Jess' legs.  The labia
parted, slightly, but enough that Steven felt the lips started to yield to
his thick cock, which Jess knew was larger around than her wrist.
   "Oh my, wait, not that, no, it won't, stop oh gawd, STEVEN, YOU TO BIG,
AUG, WAIT!"
   Slowly Steven worked the thick and long black elongated stalk of manhood
into the young girl's vagina, and Steven could feel himself becoming longer
as the tightness and gripping of the muscles of Jess' small and young pussy
was accepting him, a slight amount each time he moved back into her. 
Thinking to himself, Steven knew if he could only gain the slight depth of
his cock into the young girl as it was now entering her, he would likely go
off before he was half way into her small opening.  Gawd she's tight, never
have I felt one so tight, Steven knew as he was perhaps two inches into the
yielding sex of the girl.
   Not wishing to hurt the girl, nor cause her pain if at all possible,
Steven had now been at least five minutes in easing himself completely
within the uterus of Jess' 11-year-old pussy.  Tight was not the word to
describe how the pussy gripped his erection, rather, pleasure unlike any he
had ever felt when having sex was how he felt.  Holding his pubic bone
against the small fatty mons making up the top of her sex, Steven rubbed
the area with his body, till he felt her small hips pressing upward for
contact.  Then and only then did Steven start pulling out and then pushing
back into her constricting folds of sex of the pretty girl.
   Jess could feel how her sex pressed apart, and somehow were also
fastened around the black organ, that at first seemed it would never pass
into her impermeable, warm and tight little hole.  With the feeling of the
back and forth movements of Stevens long and thick prick, Jess gave up her
body to the handsome and caring black man laying across her body.  Her
small hips were tight round balls of flesh as they were being held in her
black lover's hands.  Her vision of love was once more changed, and she
knew that for the rest of her life, any sex she had, would be compared to
the novels she would read.
   For more than fifteen minutes, Steven made slight strokes of his thick
erection in and out of the pretty dark-haired girls sex.  Finally he was
able to move perhaps an inch without causing the girl pain, even though she
felt as if he would push his thing through her belly button when he was all
the way inside her body.
   "Oh hell, I'm cuming, man - I'm cuming - - - Jess, my gawd, you're the
best I've ever had, my cum, you're getting my cum, oh shit, ohhhh,
shitttt!"
   After he went off, Steven lay over the girl, and finally they both felt
his erection shrinking, and then he slipped out from her sex.  For Jess,
the feeling was unlike anything she could ever imagine.  For Steven, he
wanted to see what her sex looked like as his cock left her pussy.  Moving
up over the girl, Steven told her, "Jess, keep your legs spread apart."
   For a brief moment, neither said anything, but Jess was enjoying the
after effects of having such a thick and large penis deep inside her.
   "Wow, your little pussy is spread completely open, and it is now
beginning to close.  I can see my cum inside your pussy." Steven moved down
and begin to kiss the sex of the young girl, and then started to lick his
own cum from her parted labia.  For Steven, this was the first time in his
life he had ever licked a female after he had cum in her.  Almost
immediately, Steven felt Jess moving her hips up and down, he moved his
hands under her hips, and held them in his hands.  Pulling her pubic area
up to his face, Steven continued licking the girl until she climaxed.
   After they lay on the blanket for a while, they walked into the creek
and enjoyed the feeling of the cool water on their sexually heated bodies.
For Jess, she knew her appetite for sex would never stop, and feeling for a
being taken by a black male was something she would want during one
encounter.  The sex was deep in her mind as an experience that she
considered something every woman should enjoy at least once, but only once.
Within a few minutes, Steven felt the young girl reach out and squeeze his
growing erection.  Jess determined that today she would enjoy being with a
black male until she was satisfied, and leading the man by his erection
back to the blanket, she lay back, with her legs spread wide.
   Pulling her legs back until they were almost touching her chest, she
asked Steven, "Do it again, but be easy, cause I want to feel you push in
me, then pull it all the way out of me.  Then I want you to continue doing
it that way, until you squirt inside, please Steven, all the way in and all
the way back out of my body."
   For Steven, the request was more than he could believe he was hearing,
and he had never heard of such a request previously.  Steven did as the
girl asked, and he looked down at their bodies as he joined their pubic
areas together.  Resting on his hands, he continued holding his body up
from the young girl.  Each time he pulled his erection from the tiny pussy,
he could see the inner lips holding onto his thickness, and then it stayed
open, then Steven pushed back up into her slender body.  How long this
lasted, Steven could not say, but eventually he needed to let his semen out
of his body, and moving his arms down, lifted her legs onto his shoulders.
   With deep and firm strokes, Steven was now riding the young girl
solidly, but not with hard thrust.  Only Jess's shoulders and head were
resting on the blanket.  Then Steven felt his cum starting to travel though
his body, and he commenced to stroke deeper and harder into the young girl
of eleven's tiny pussy.
   Jess was crying out her feelings, which were of painful pleasure.  Never
in his life had Steven heard a female wail like a wild animal as Jess did
when he shoved all his thick cock into her bent body, and he knew he was
pushing the head of his cock against the entrance of her womb.  Then he
emptied his cum deep into her body.  The pain and feeling of being so full,
caused Jess to faint from the intense sexual contact.
   The day was over for Jess as far as sex was concerned, and she lay on
the blanket exhausted, and promptly fell asleep with her legs spread wide
open.  The semen from Steven was leaking from her gapping sex, as the young
black dressed and walked away.
   Perhaps he was lucky, as only five minutes, perhaps at most had passed,
when Monica came looking for her daughter.  As she saw her daughter laying
on the blanket, and walking toward her laying with her feet in the path of
her mother, Monica saw the semen running from the depth of her daughter's
vagina.  "My god, she has been raped, then she saw her daughter stirring,
and Monica stopped and watched her daughter reach down and run her finger
around her sex for a moment, the pull her finger from her sex, and place it
in her mouth."
   "Oh my lover, you have made me happy," Jess spoke softly.  Viewing her
daughter, and hearing her, Monica knew that she had not been raped, but
someone with a very large penis had been in her young body with a very
large male organ.  Deciding not to embarrass her daughter, although her
emotions said she should call the sheriff, she decided to allow life to
take its course.
   Memories of her father came into her mind, and she wondered what it
would be like to have sex once more.  Since her divorce she had not known
the pleasure of intercourse.  Monica started walking home, and in her mind
she wondered who had been with her little girl.  More important, Monica saw
there was no evidence of blood, so evidently Jess was not a virgin today,
with whomever, had enjoyed her tender body.  Am I sick for thinking such
about my own daughter, and Monica asked herself?
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   Saturday noon came, and Tommy walked to the place he enjoyed playing and
being alone, and where he hoped his friend Jess would be waiting.  As he
watched the creek, he saw Jess walking toward him.  "Hi Tommy," he heard
the pretty girl say as she was near him.
   "Boy, Jess, you look great, and hi yourself," Tommy told the young girl.
Looking at the girl, he saw she was wearing a short red skirt, with a pale
blue blouse, and a pair of red shoes, that had a small heel to them.
   "Thanks, Tommy, and do you really think I look great, cause from now on
I'm going to dress up and I will never wear levis again.  I want to be a
beautiful lady of the world, and have men fall in love with me.  Cam you
stand being with me, knowing that my heart can never be only yours alone?"
   "Gee, Jess, I thought you loved me, after what we did with each other?"
   Smiling at the teenage boy, she smiled and asked him, "What about you
and Katlin, can you never want to touch your dear sweet cousin again?"
   For Tommy, he knew that next Saturday and Sunday he would likely find
him with his hand inside Katlin's panties, and now that he had "scored" he
would try to get her undressed, and would bring her right here and under
the guise of swimming, get her in the nude.
   "Gosh Jess that isn't fair to ask me that," but Tommy wondered if Jess
was some kind of a psychic, mentally able to see into his mind with
unnatural powers.  " Tommy, I can't do it today, but if you want, maybe we
can on Monday, as mom will be gone all day, and we can meet here around ten
in the morning."
   "Can I touch you, or see your thing, just that, please, Jess?"
   "Okay, but if you undress, I will do what you called "jack off"and make
your stuff come out, would you like that?"
   "Yeah, oh yeah!"
   Within five minutes, Tommy was squirting his stuff almost straight up in
the air, and Jess made certain it didn't land on her clothes.  Then she
allowed Tommy to stick his hand inside her panties, and as he did, she felt
his finger slipping inside her tight cat.  "That's enough," Jess told the
teenage boy, and then she started running for home.  Jess had read some of
her favorite parts of the books she had, and was practicing using the words
on Tommy, as she had on Steven.
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   A week later on Saturday morning, found Uncle Ted and Aunt Barbara, and
their daughter, Katlin, Tommy's cousin, pulling into the farm lane around
ten-thirty.  The adults were going to a family wedding, but it was going to
be an adult only affair, and was to be held Saturday evening, and the
parents were going to spend the night in a hotel after the wedding, as it
was 250 miles away.  Before leaving, the parents said for them to behave,
and they would see them between five and six, Sunday evening.
   Tommy knew he was going to try and do his cousin, and he could wait to
see what she looked like with no clothing.  Especially her boobs, and the
hair over her pussy.  Putting his plans into play, he asked the pretty
13-year-old cousin, "Katlin, want to walk down and see my favorite place by
the creek?"
   "Sure, and have you gotten a girlfriend since I was here last?"
   "Not really a girlfriend, but a friend who likes me some, but she is
young, only eleven, how about you, a boyfriend?"
   "Nope, besides mom and dad treats me like a baby sometimes.  I can't
even go to my friends without them calling to see if I'm where I said I was
going - sometimes it drives me nuts."
   While they walked, Tommy was surprised when Katlin took his hand in
hers, and then wrapped her arm in his, and snuggled against him.  There was
no doubt Katlin was intentionally pressing her breast against the side of
his arm, and had never before allowed him to touch her breast.  What never
made sense to Tommy, was the fact that his cousin would allow him to reach
inside her panties, bu not feel up her tits.
   Tommy decided to play it cool, and see what would happen and he wondered
if she was ready for a more intimate relationship between them.  For the
past month, Tommy had jacked-off almost nightly thinking that he and Katlin
would sleep together when she came to spend the night while their parents
were out of town.
   Katlin turned and looked at her cousin and thought how handsome he was.
I've let him touch me in my most intimate place, but I really would like to
kiss him, and feel his tongue moving in my mouth, like my friends tell they
do.  Standing close, Katlin moved her arms around her cousin's waist, and
turned her face up to Tommy's.  Her eyes were shut, and she opened her lips
just a slight bit, but enough she could lick her lips in a motion she had
watched over and over on a video she had of a couple having an intimate
kiss.
   Tommy did not fail to catch the acts his cousin was giving him, and he
leaned his face down and kissed his cousin.  Tommy was gentle in his kiss,
and then moved his tongue out to explore any possibility of Katlin
permitting his French kissing her.  When her mouth opened, and her tongue
met his, Tommy was excited beyond just a kiss.
   Katlin could feel the hardness of Tommy's stiffy, and know what it was.
Katlin's body tingled from the knowledge she had given her cousin, a
stiffy. Tommy did not realize when his hand moved upward and cupped his
13-year-old cousin's left breast.  How many minutes passed after he
possessed the firm young tit in his hand, Tommy had no idea, but he moved
his hand and took the right breast in his hand?  Then, an unknown knowledge
passed across his mind, Katlin wasn't wearing a bra, and he could feel her
nipples were hard and easy to manipulate, as he squeezed and rubbed the
growing breast in his hand.
   The sizes of her breast were likely not even an A-cup, but after waiting
all this time, Tommy was feeling the tits that he had been wanting to touch
since he and Katlin started fooling around shortly after her twelfth
birthday.
   For the next ten minutes, Tommy felt his cousin's young tits, and had
eased them down on the ground.  When he slipped his hand under Katlin's
shell top, she made no move to stop him, instead Tommy felt her press them
into the palm of his hand after he had moved his hand under her top. 
Moving his hand down to her shorts, Tommy started to unfasten her shorts at
the side, but Katlin caught her hand in hers, and asked, "Can we wait a
while before you touch me there?"
   Without speaking, Tommy went back to feeling the pointed and almost hard
tits of his cousin.  As they were laying next to each other, Tommy pushed
the top around her neck and uncovered her breast to his view.  The sight of
Katlin's tits was a thrill even greater than having sex with Jess.  The
pink nipples were stiff and stuck out from her breast on her puffy areolas
that were at least as round as silver dollar.  The puffy pink areolas stuck
out about an inch from the rest of her breast.  They were pink and soft,
and were almost half of her tits in size.
   Letting his mouth move down, Tommy started kissing and sucking the
exquisite nipples and he felt his cousin squirming around from his oral
manipulation of her bountiful breast.  To Katlin, the feeling of her breast
being kissed and nursed on, as if he was a baby.
   "Katlin, would you like to go swimming, it is nice in the water, and you
can even see the small fish in the creek?"
   "Will you not watch me undress, as I feel embarrassed about not having
much hair down there?"
   "Sure, I won't' watch you," and with that Tommy stood up and begin
undressing, as he didn't want his cousin to change her mind.  By the time
he was undressed, Katlin was standing in front of him with her shell off,
and was unfastening her shorts, and was taking the down over her hips.
   Katlin was now standing in only her panties, and sandals, and she said
nothing about Tommy watching her remove her clothing.  Pushing her t-back
panties down over her hips, Katlin knew her cousin was viewing her pubic
hair as the panty was now down over her legs, and Katlin stepped out of
them, letting them lies where they fail from her legs.
   "You've got a stiffy, don't you," Katlin asked her cousin, and she
giggled as she looked at the strange thing sticking up in the air from her
groin.  "Can I touch you, Tommy?"
   Without answering his cousin, Tommy moved closer to the lovely, and just
turned thirteen a few weeks before.  Katlin allowed her hand to move out
and hold the erection of her cousin's.  Perhaps it was another ten minutes
before either of them spoke, then Tommy led the way into the water.  They
swan side by side for several minutes, then Tommy stood and pulled his
cousin into his arms, and once more was kissing her, and this time, Katlin
moved her tongue into her handsome cousin's mouth.
   Katlin was pressing her body against Tommy, and somehow his erection was
resting between her smooth and lovely thighs.  Walking back to the shore of
the creek, Tommy help Katlin out of the water, and they walked to where
they had undressed.  Tommy took Katlin's hand, and he picked up their
clothes, and walked toward the small outcropping of rocks behind the
shrubs. The rocks were sandstone, and provided a private enclave.  During
the past week, Tommy and Jess had been playing in the area, and she had
brought her blanket with her.  Tommy had brought a plastic container to the
outcropping, and they had placed the blanket, a couple of towels and
cookies and potato chips, along with some colas.
   Spreading the blanket out, Tommy made pillows of the three towels, then
he and Katlin lay down in the privacy of the spot.  For a moment they spoke
about each other's body, an as Katlin explored her cousin's privates, she
became enraptured with the sack holding his testicles.  As Katlin asked
questions about his things, he told her to call the round marbles in his
bac, nuts, and his erection, cock - pecker, dick, and several other names.
   "Your nuts feel funny in my hand, and I love feeling your bag, but why
is it wrinkled up like it is?" Do you shoot your stiff out the end of your
"cock" she asked?  For the next half hour, they exchanged the foreplay
between them, and then Tommy found her sex was wet.
   Moving atop of his cousin, Tommy looked in the eyes of his cousin, and
moved until he was laying on her body, with her legs parted, which allowed
him to nestle against her hair-covered sex.  Pressing his cock head to the
slightly parted lips of her pussy, Tommy continued thinking his cousin
would stop him at any moment, from trying to enter her sex.  Pushing
forward, Tommy felt the head of his cock part her sex and slip inside her
pussy lips.  Sliding a little deeper into her sex, Tommy knew that in a
moment he would be touching her cherry with his hard-on.
   Moving back and forth between her vaginal lips, Tommy was now about half
way inside her pussy.  Then he struck her hymen, and Katlin cried out, "It
hurts, oh Tommy, god it hurts - oh Tommy, please stop for a moment, your,
augh, Tommy no, I'm a virgin," and with that, Tommy pushed forward until he
was inside her all the way.
   "Tommy, oh stop, it hurts, oh - eiyee - it hurts, please take it out, it
hurts, Tommy's I will let you do it, but stop now, wait a minute, it
hurts," Katlin pleaded as her virgin blood was flowing from her vagina. 
Instead of withdrawing, Tommy lay with his cock buried as deep as his young
cock could reach up Katlin's pussy.  "Don't move until I'm ready, keep it
in me, it feels wonderful in me." Tommy lay over his cute cousin, and he
noted how wide she had spread her legs.  As if holding them open, while his
erection was deep in her sex, would reduce the pain from having her
virginity split.
   For a couple of minutes, Tommy didn't move, then begin the movements of
intercourse.  The stroking of his erect penis back and forth in Katlin, was
as old as humans who found the need to procreate, and for the pleasure of
joining with the pleasure of release between the sexes, when making love.
   Katlin continued hold her legs wide open, and this allowed Tommy to move
against her mons, and the strokes of his erection rubbed against her long
prepuce and the pearl of her sex, her clitoris.  Never had Katlin expected
to enjoy sex as she was now, in her mind, she had only thought of having
sex when she was a senior in high school, or perhaps when she married.
   Now her body was being taken by her handsome young cousin, and she
noticed that the pain and discomfort of his entry into her sex, and the
taking of her virginity, were now almost a memory.  Using her heels as
leverage, Katlin had moved her legs alongside Tommy's legs, and she was
rocking her hips up and down as her cousin stroked her pussy with his erect
penis.  The sensations were now building in her body, and she uttered
sounds as she felt her body seeking a release of some sort.
   "Katlin, I'm going to do it, I'm cuming, oh yes," she heard Tommy
moaning.
   Suddenly an unexpected feeling of something exploding within her sex and
body, as she lay under her cousin and announce her emotions of release. 
"Tommy, oh my Tommy, I . . ."
   After they had separated and lay facing each other, Katlin could not
hold back the tears, as she realized that she had lost her virginity. 
Tommy reached his arms around his cousin and explained that he "loved her
forever" and not to cry.  Neither of the two understood, most girls cry
after giving their maidenhead to the first male lucky enough to enter her
virgin body.
   Moving his face closer to Katlin's, Tommy commenced kissing the tears
from her eyes, and she pressed closer to him, until she tightly held by the
boy who had made her a woman.  Softly and with emotion in her voice, Katlin
spoke words of romantic meaning to her first cousin.  "You were my first,
and Tommy, I want you to believe me, you can make love to me, even if I
marry, as you showed me how much love can be for a boy and girl, even if we
are cousins."
   Tommy and Katlin lay in each other's arms, and they were soon sleeping
the sleep of satisfied lovers, and when Katlin awoke, she saw that Tommy
eyes were still closed in sleep.  Against her stomach was Tommy's erection
that had grown while sleeping in her cousins arms, and she in his.  Katlin
had one arm over the back of her lover, and she moved it slowly down until
it was resting on his hip.  Moving her finger tips lightly across Tommy's
hip, she found it sensual, and slowly moved her middle finger between the
cheeks of his hips until it pressed against his anal opening.  Feeling the
tiny puckered opening, Katlin knew a wicked feeling as she wanted to push
her finger inside her cousin's anus.
   Pulling her finger away from his anus, Katlin moved it to her mouth, and
getting it wet with her saliva, she again touched her finger tip to Tommy's
anus.  Slowly and with a light pressure, Katlin finally eased her finger
inside Tommy's rectum.
   The insertion of Katlin's finger in his butt, woke Tommy, and he didn't
know exactly how to react to the sensation of a finger being moved in and
out of his anus.  "Katlin, what, what, are you doing, oh, it feels good,
but the pressure is so strong." Katlin continued to push her finger in and
out of Tommy's anus, and with her other hand begin to stroke his erection.
The moment arrived that Tommy was not expecting, and when he shot off, his
ejaculation splashed all over Katlin's stomach and breast.
   "What made you do that, did you like it, tell me the truth Katlin," the
boy of fifteen asked his cousin?
   One thing was certain, and that was Katlin would never admit, never to
anyone, how she knew to place her finger in his anus, and to stroke him at
the same time.  Ignoring Tommy again asking about her pushing her finger
inside his butt, and jacking him off at the same time, Katlin moved her
lips and kissed Tommy so he would stop asking her why she did what she did.
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   Katlin had been walking to see a girlfriend who lived two blocks from
her one evening, when a car with two men in it pulled up and asked her
where a street was.  Not knowing the street, she moved over to the van with
the two men in it, and as she started to explain she had never heard of
that street, the door of the van opened, and she was pulled inside it by
one of the men.  Before she could scream, or resist being taken, she was
moved to the back of the van, and her arms were fastened with handcuffs. 
She was told if she screamed, she would be hurt badly.  At the time, Katlin
had just turned eleven a few weeks earlier.
   The men drove her to a building with an electronic door, and they
entered the building, and she was forced to walk with a cloth over her eyes
so she couldn't see the men, the van, nor what the building looked like
outside or inside.  One of the men told her, "You will not be raped or
hurt, and you can be back home in one hour if you do as you're told, do you
understand?"
   "Yes, but please let me go, I won't tell anyone, and will you remove the
mask from my face?"
   "No.  Now stand up, and I will remove the handcuffs, but if you try to
remove the mask, you will be killed, so you must do as we say, or you will
suffer.  Now, are you willing to do as you're told?"
   "Yes, but don't hurt, please?"
   After the handcuffs were removed, Katlin was told to remove her clothes
immediately and fast, but not to worry, she wouldn't be raped.  Unknown to
Katlin she was being video taped, and one of the men had a ski mask
covering his head, and a pair of sunglasses on as well.  When Katlin didn't
move immediately, she felt a hand squeeze her neck.
   "Don't hurt me, I'll do as you tell me."
   Katlin removed her clothing, and when she was standing in her white
panties with puppies on them, she knew that she must remove them, but as
she hesitated, the hand again was around her neck.  Moving her hands down,
she slid her panties down over her hips and off her legs.  Then Katlin felt
a hand take hers, and leading her to what turned out to be a bed.  "Lay
back on the bed," one of the men told her,
   For the next half hour or so, Katlin was being video taped as she was
told to touch her pussy, and to open her legs really wide.  Then she was
told to get on her hands and knees, and lean down.  The next moves she felt
were fingers lightly touching and caressing her hips.  When she felt a
finger, touch her anus, she asked not to be touched.
   "If you make one more sound, you will be sorry.  Do not talk or ask we
stop what we are going to do, and in ten more minutes you will be allowed
to dress and we will take you back where we found you."
   Next Katlin felt the finger again touching her anus, and then the finger
was being pushed up into her butt.  Then Katlin was told, "Open your mouth,
but do not bite or you will die, do you understand?"
   "Okay now I'm going to move you," Katlin realized she was placed head
first over an arm on a large chair.  She felt something being squirted on
her anus, and then something large was trying to push inside her butt.  At
the same time, she was told to open her mouth, and as she did, something
was being pushed in her mouth.  Katlin did not know that it was a penis
that was in her anus and her mouth.  In about five minutes both openings
were receiving a load of semen, but she did not know what was in her mouth.
   After a few more minutes, she was moved over to a shower and washed off.
A glass with mouth wash was given her, and she knew what it was and she
gargled and then spit out the liquid, but she was told to repeat the action
three times.
   Then, Katlin was put in the van and driven back to where she was
captured.  Told to keep her eyes closed, once she was out of the car,
Katlin followed the instructions, and in three minutes she ran home.
   Katlin never told anyone about what had happened to her, and it was
almost a year later that she determined what had been done to her. 
Sometimes after her experience Katlin would go see an older man who gave
her money and other things when she let him put his finger in her butt, and
she in the man's.  Katlin had begun to enjoy the feeling from having her
anus touched, then the old man died while she was sticking her finger in
his butt.
   Within a week after being abducted, videos and DVD's, were selling on
the foreign market of a young blindfolded girl being raped in her mouth and
anus.  Katlin never knew that her movie career was one the best sellers in
the porn industry.
   After a few minutes of speaking about her touching his butt, Tommy
suggested they get in the creek and wash off.  The two enjoyed holding onto
each other in the water, and they stood with their bodies pressed as close
together as tightly to the other as possible.  They moved back onto the
blanket, and being to kiss each other.  Then Tommy moved his lips down and
for fifteen or so he sucked the puffy pink nipples.
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   The days of summer had become unbearably hot and sultry, and Monica was
alone, as Jess was in girls' camp for two weeks.  Deciding to walk down to
the creek, Monica changed from her dress o a pair of shorts, and a
tee-shirt, and a pair of flip-flops on her feet.  When she reached the
trees lining the stream, Monica could feel the difference in the
temperature as she walked down the stream a short way to where the rock
outcropping was her castle when she was a little girl and played being a
princess.
   Looking around, she saw that the area had been visited a lot as the
grass was tramped down.  She suspected that Jess had also discovered the
spot and played her as well.  Looking at the cool water, and feeling the
sweat running down between her shoulder blades, Monica decided to swim. 
Thinking she should've worn her bathing suit, Monica decided to strip off
and swim in the nude as she did as a child.
   Removing her tee, and then her shorts, Monica debated if she should
remove her panties, and decide she didn't want to walk home with her sex
rubbing on the zipper area of her shorts, so she pealed down the T-bar
undies she was wearing.  Walking over to the creek, Monica eased her hot
and sweaty body into the cool flowing water of the Miller Creek.  After a
few passes of swimming in the deep pool, Monica moved to the edge of the
creek, sat on the ground, lay back and let her feet hang into the water.
   Looking up at the few white puffy clouds in the sky, Monica thought back
to a week or so ago, when she had seen her daughter, Jess, at eleven,
laying with her legs spread wide, her young sex gapping open and semen
running from it, and down across her anus.  Whoever had sex with her
daughter assuredly had an extremely large cock, and Monica still could not
believe she did not call the authorities, and have whoever had sex with her
daughter prosecuted.
   The cool water on her feet and as it reached about mid-calf, soon cooled
Monica and she recalled that viewing her daughter had caused her own body
to become sexually aroused.  Monica knew that it had been more than ten
years since her father passed away, and that was the last time she had sex.
Memories of her father and her having sex, especially the first time came
to her mind, and how gentle he had been when he first entered her body. 
Let me think, yes, I was thirteen, and the feeling of being with her
father, as her first lover, gave her goose bumps.
   Her hand reached down and tugged at the curls over her mons.  Monica had
not trimmed her maiden hair since she and her ex had parted company.  Now
the hair was thick, so thick to be a luxurious mat of hair so thick that
her labia could not be seen unless the hair was pushed away from the female
opening.  The hair grew down the lips of her vulva, and onto her legs, at
least an inch below her sex.  Monica's hand moved across her mons, and she
felt how the long curls were from one hip to the other, and grew too about
an inch below her naval.  Her father once told her that she would have the
same hair as her mother, and it grew all the way across her stomach, he had
said.
   Walking to check his experiment, Steven came upon Monica, and his eyes
feasted on the sexy image of her laying on the creek bank with her feet
dangling into the water.  From head to where her legs disappeared into the
water, Steven looked at the woman he had often thought about and had used
as his fantasy while wacking off.  Now he studied the cone shape of her
breast as they raised from her chest, and the pointed nipples were
exceptionally long and the pink coloring was unreal.  Then his eyes took in
the massive growth of pubic hair.
   My god, the hair over her sex is like a pillow, and he was amazed at the
thickness of the massive amount of hair that grew over and around her
pussy. Easing his steps until he was directly behind the woman, he spoke,
"Hello Monica, enjoying the cool of the water?"
   "WHO, my god Steven, you scarred the hell out of me, what are you doing
here?" Then Monica moved into the water to hide her nudity, and setting in
the water up to her neck, she looked at the young black male as he was in
the process of removing his clothing.  When he was down to his undershorts,
she finally got her breath, and asked him, "Steven, what do you think
you're doing, you can't undress in front of me - stop, and turn around so I
can dress - please?"
   Then she saw the massive black cock that was starting to rise from his
groin.  The dark penis was so large she knew it could never stick straight
out, but she watched in awe as he now eased into the water and was moving
until he was standing about a foot in front of her.  Her eyes took in the
fully erect penis, and Monica knew who parted her daughter's sex, and left
the large amount of semen she had observed seeping from the open lips of
her daughter, Jess' 11-year-old vagina.  My god, how did he get that
monster inside the small opening?
   "Steven, you, your large, and I - - - Steven, it has been more than ten
years since I have been with a man, be gentle, but I must have you." Monica
wondered as she moved to the creek bank and lay down, am I doing this to
complete with my daughter?  Then she saw Steven had a blanket with him that
she recognized as the one Jess always kept with her.
   Moments only passed and Monica lay with her legs drawn back, her feet
resting on the blanket, and her arms were soon holding the young black male
she had spoken with several times when he played football and basketball at
the high school.
   "GAWD Steven, BE GENTLE, TAKE IT SLOW, OH HELL, YOU'RE TEARING ME OPEN,"
Monica cried out as the first cock in ten years entered her body.  He was
overly large and the thick hair and been pushed in with his cock as he
buried it in her in two strokes.  Monica came immediately upon the end of
the massive black pole having touched the start of her womb.
   Steven could not believe how tight the woman was he was entering, in
fact he honestly believed she was tighter than her daughter.  As he pulled
back and forth in the clinging sex of the woman he had lusted after since
he was fourteen, he felt her inner sexual lips, gripping his cock.  Moving
so his cock hit the sides, top and bottom of her interior sexual core,
Steven made love to the woman for so long he lost track of time.  The only
thing he knew was he prolonged cuming until at least thirty minutes must
have passed, if not longer, then he gave a massive shove as deep into the
woman as he could reach.
   Just before making the final deep stroke, Steven had pulled the shapely
legs, up onto the crook of his arms, at the elbows, and pressing her body
back, she was resting on the upper portion of her back, at her shoulders,
and he jammed into her sex.  Monica cried out, "You're so deep, oh Steven,
IT HURTS - - - GAWD YOU'RE SPLITTING ME IN HALF, CUM, CUM IN ME, OH HELL IT
HURTS AND FEELS SO GOOD, I'M THERE - - - Steven!"
   Her legs hurt from the muscles having been stretched from Steven bending
them back over her body.  Monica's sex was so full of his cock, and she
could feel their combined juices running from her bruised sex, but nothing
could feel so good, ever.  Then she was overwhelmed with passion of release
that hadn't been triggered for more than ten years.  Pushing Steven away
from her, she scooted out from under him, and she felt the slipping of the
massive cock pulling the insides of her pussy out with his withdrawing male
phallus.
   Monica was like any teenage after having sex for the first time.  The
tears formed in her eyes, and she curled up in a fetal position and she
felt the bruised and sore sex that had just been fucked in a way that
wasn't brutal, but the mammoth penis had made her feel more pain than when
her father had taken her virginity at thirteen.  Sobs came from deep in her
throat, and she cried out her feelings and told Steven, she would welcome
him between her thighs anytime he wanted, as he had just asked her if he
could make love to her again, and again?
   They lay on the blanket, in spoon fashion, and Monica was still sobbing
and feeling her body coming down from the almost constant climaxes she had
experienced from the first sex she had since her father passed away. 
Monica knew her husband was small, five inches, while her father was likely
average and if she remembered, his penis was likely six inches long.
   After several minutes, Monica finally finished crying out from the sex
and assuredly she had been suffering silently in frustration from the lack
of sex for the past ten years.  Turning to face Steven, she moved her leg
up onto his, and snuggled as close to him as was possible.  His hand
reached out and sought her breast, and he played with it for the first
time, then was taking her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.  The
feeling was wonderful, and Monica kissed the young man, then she moved her
tongue into his mouth.  His met hers immediately, and within a few minutes
she was again on her back, and her body was once feeling the large penis as
it pushed her sex in ever direction.
   Ten minutes later, she and Steven were reaching their individual sex
release.  Monica climaxed strongly, not like the first time they had
fucked, and she had constant climaxes, but this was a long one, and it was
met with Steven ejaculating into her welcoming body.
   They lay back, holding hands like they were both teenagers, she a thirty
something woman, and he a boy of nineteen.  After a few moments, Monica had
to know, and she asked the question indirectly, "Steven, were you Jess'
first?"
   "No."
   Monica had expected a roundabout answer, but knew from having spoken
with Steven in the past, that he would be his honest self when answering
her.  Now she was satisfied, and knew she needed to address the issue of
sex with her daughter.  They fell asleep and Monica awoke first and when
she did, she sat up, and looked at the placid black cock that had given her
such satisfaction, and she wondered what her daughter felt when she had it
up inside her young body?
   Before they had gone to sleep, Monica had listened as Steven had told
her about all the times he had visualized about her, and she could almost
relate their conversations as if they were a recording.  Monica smiled
inward as she listened to the youth as he explained how he masturbated to
her image in his mind.  When he said he was surprised at the amount of hair
on her sex, he had never seen that much hair on any woman previously, not
even Joan Coakley.
   My god, Monica thought, Joan was the preacher's wife, and she was the
mother of three children, one was Steven's age, the youngest was a year or
two older than Jess, but the oldest had graduated from college a couple of
years ago.  That meant that Joan was nearly fifty, or may well be fifty.
   "Steven, tell me the truth, do you tell the others you have sex with,
who you have made love to, will I be a point of discussion with your next
conquest?"
   "No, that slipped out, and I was trying to say that Joan said she didn't
shave her sex, just on her legs, and Joan had a lot of grey in her dark
bush."
   Leaning over, Monica could not believe she had made love with a black,
let alone a black who was only nineteen.  And instead of being upset that
he had sex with her eleven-year-old daughter and she smiled in the
knowledge that her daughter was somewhat like her in the sex department.
   When Steven woke, Monica was still sitting next to him, and studying his
body, from the dark hair on his head to his feet, which must be a size
twelve.  His eyes looked at her when they opened and she saw a quizzical
look on his face.  Smiling at the young boy, Monica leaned over and placed
her nipple against his lips.  Steven opened his mouth and was soon nursing
at the pink nipple with a feeling in doing so, as if he was obtaining
nourishment.
   Monica reached down and took the growing erection into her hand and
started stroking the dark cock until it was hard.  Then she pulled Steven
by the firm member over onto her body, and he was between her legs, and
then she gasped out as he bottomed out in he wet sex in one stroke.  This
time, Steven rode her hard, and she humped her hips upward to meet his
plunges into her welcoming sex.  Monica was begging him to fuck her hard,
and over and over she used the word fuck for the first time in her life she
realized while having sex.  Steven shot his cum into her body, but this
time she did not cum, but the sex was wonderful, hard, deep and wonderful.
   Again they lay back.  And this time she had to know, and asked Steven,
"How many women have you been with?"
   "Gee, I don't know the number, let me see, there were you, Jess, Tammy
Barton, Grace Hill, Marti Naples, Judi Patton, Yuvone Swartz, and her
sister, Evonne.  Let me think who was before them, oh yes, Diane Grove, and
her sister, Missy, then there was Doreen Hendricks.  And let me see, my
first was Helena Whysowski, she was twelve and I was fourteen.  Her parents
found out and they came to my parent's house with Helena, and they were
really mad, and they made her tell my parents everything we had done, and
said I had ruined their daughter and I should be arrested.  But they did
not want anyone to know that their little girl had been with a black.  What
is funny, is she got pregnant at seventeen and the baby is black, and no,
to answer your question, it isn't mine, Steven said.  Then he told me, oh
yes, I did Betsi, the woman who runs the ice cream parlor in town.  I don't
remember her last name, but she has me stop at the parlor, at least every
other week, when her husband is n't at home.
   I commenced laughing so hard I cried, and I rolled over on top of Steven
and finally he asked me why I was crying so much.  "Steven, Betsi is
married to my ex, and this is the truth, he only has about five niches at
the most.  Oh hell, he is finally getting what he deserves.  "Steven, he
ran off when I was pregnant with Jess, and she has never wanted anything to
do with him, and never wants to see his own daughter."
   In my mind I knew what I was going to do, and that would be to call him
and change my voice in the event he might still recognize my voice, and
advise him his wife is cheating with a black man.
   "Isn't Diane Grove the girl who is now the head cheerleader, and her
father is the mayor, and a pompous ass, and her sister, Missy, is only a
year older than Jess, isn't she?"
   "Yea, the same girls, and Missy, was only ten when I did her.  Diane and
I were doing it in her bedroom and Missy walked in and caught us.  For
several minutes' Diane was begging her not to tell her mother and father,
and she agreed.  Let me think, when I did Diane, I was sixteen, so Diane
was fourteen.  Anyway, Missy stopped me one day after school, and I was
scared as I thought she might be going to cause me trouble, but instead she
asked me to walk her home as we were at the ice cream parlor.  When we got
home, she explained that her mom and sister were both away shopping, and
she wanted us to do it, like I had with her sister.
   We went into her bedroom, and we took our clothes off, and she lay on
the bed, and I did her, and she screamed like a monkey when I did her, but
ten minutes after the first time she wanted it again.  Missy, told Diane I
had done her, and Diane got really mad and said she would never let me do
her again.  But I have done her several times.  Even Missy wants me to do
her, but I don't trust her any more.
   "So now you know my sex life, and you wanted to know if I would tell
anyone about you and I, that I wouldn't." "But how about you tell me how
many men, you have been with?"
   "This will shock you most likely, but you are the third man who I have
made love with, and one is my ex, and that is the truth, Steven."
   "Then who was your first?"
   "If I tell you, you must not make judgement or ever tell anyone, do you
agree?"
   "Sure, I would never hurt you in anyway."
   "Steven, my first was when I was thirteen, it was my father, and my
idea. Now I will tell you how I ended up having sex with my father." My
voice was weak as I explained how I had been at the creek, dad had come
down and told me mom had died.  I got in bed with my dad, and one night
after that I was curious and took his cock in my hand.  One thing led to
the other and we had sex.  After I went to college and was married, things
did not work with my hubby.  After my divorce, I returned home and again
slept with dad, until he passed away.  "From then until now, I haven't had
sex, so you're the first, and it has been more ten years that anyone was in
me."
   Then I told about seeing Jess laying on the blanket with her legs
spread, asleep, and how her sex was gapping open, and I could see your
semen running from her young body.  I knew someone with an extremely large
cock had done her, and at first thought she had been raped, then knew she
hadn't been.  I haven't let on that I know she is having sex.  "If you
weren't Jess' first, do you know who was?"
   "Do you want to know," and looking at Monica, Steven saw her nod her
head in an affirmative way, so he told her, "It was, Tommy."
   The rest of the day was a dream for Monica and for Steven, as they both
wanted the other, although for Steven it had a longer wait.  They finally
separated around seven in the evening, and when Monica arrived home, her
sex was sore.  "After ten years, I've become a whore to sex in just a few
hours, with a handsome black, what am I, to be with a young boy," Monica
asked herself?  As she fixed a meal, and found she was starving from not
eating all day, and all the sex.
   Two days later, the heat was still repressive, and again she went to the
creek, but she knew that Steven would not be at the creek, as he had called
her an hour earlier, and told her he had to go check his project on the
river on the far side of the county.
   Reaching the creek, Monica undressed and lay back on the blanket she had
taken from the plastic container, and had also taken a pillow and towel
with her.  After perhaps ten minutes, Monica rose and entered the creek. 
She was enjoying the coolness of the water and had lain back on the flat
rock that was slight under water.  Her legs were draped down from her knees
into the water, and she didn't know that her daughter lay the same way when
she came to the creek.
   Monica was relaxing in the cool water, and her eyes followed a silver
slip of an airplane as it passed overhead, and she wondered where it was
headed.  As she thought about the plane, she remembered she had the same
thoughts as a child when she lay as she was now.  A feeling of being
watched, flashed across her mind, and she opened her eyes to see a male
standing near her lower body that was resting in the water.
   "Damn, Tommy, what are you doing, you're an idiot, you scared the shit
out of me, why are you standing there?" Then Monica saw the reason, he was
nude and sporting an erection, even if it was only a little more than six
inches long.  He had seen her nude, and evidently thought she was sleeping,
and decided to look at the nude woman.  Rising to her feet, she turned
quickly to walk to the creek bank where she could grab her clothes or the
towel for a quick cover up.
   As she turned, she slipped on the slick rocks lining the creek, and as
she fell, landed against Tommy, and they ended up tangled together in the
water.  Tommy was by chance or by choice between the smooth and lovely legs
of his friend's mother, and he felt his young pens pressed against the vast
amount of pubic hair covering her sex, that he had studied until she woke
up.
   One of Monica's hands, gabbed the stiff penis, of the young teen boy,
and she quickly released it, but in doing so, felt it pressing against her
sex.  Monica froze, as Tommy's hand rested on her left breast, she felt his
penis bumping and trying to enter her sex.  Did she assist it in entering
her, or was the young lad a very luck lad?  Whatever of the two applied,
Tommy felt his young prick entering the pussy of his girlfriend's mother.
   There could be no doubt that her excitement in seeing the young boy with
an erection as a result of her nudity, caused her to become wet between her
thighs.  Tommy sunk all the way in, and Monica was weak in her attempt in
pushing him from between her legs.  Monica was trying to get Tommy off her,
but was she really, as she knew she could simple pull her hips back, and
they would be separated.
   The excitement of being seen nude, and a young boy being the one to see
her in an inviting pose, added to het body to accepting the pumping cock of
the young boy.  Monica was lost and she knew it, yet she pretended to
resist the pushing and sliding of the six inches of manhood she was
feeling. God she thought, but he has more than her ex.
   Monica felt Tommy speed up his pumping his teen cock in her pussy, and
then she felt a tremor pass across her sex, and then another, and she felt
her climaxes overtaking her body, she was having one orgasm after another,
and she simply passed out from the large number of sexual release she was
experiencing.
   In a few moments, Monica was again aware of her surroundings, and she
looked up into the eyes of the 15-year-old boy, who she had been told, took
her daughter of eleven, cherry.  "Tommy, you raped me, why, you know it was
wrong." Monica asked the young boy, and did so to protect herself, in the
event someone found out she had sex with the boy?
   "Mrs.  Stewart, I couldn't help it, you looked beautiful laying on the
rock, and all the hair on your pussy, I'm sorry," Tommy said and then he
started to cry, and know he had done wrong.  Then he moved from her body
and walked over and sat on the blanket.  His body shook with the fear he
was facing, and he understood what rape was.
   Monica sat up, looked at the youngster, and she walked over to where
Tommy sat on the blanket, his body shacking as he cried.  Standing before
the boy, with his face nearly level with the thick growth of her pubic
hair, she knew he would blame himself for what had happened for ever. 
Reaching her hand out and touching the top of his head, she told Tommy,
"Don't cry, I understand why you did it, and you're young and I can't be
mad at you, besides you're quite the man.  You made me feel good, so you
mustn't blame yourself anymore, okay, Tommy?"
   Then Monica sat down next to the boy, and hugged him, telling Tommy
everything was okay, and not to worry.  Glancing down, she saw his penis
was again enlarged, and as she held him, Tommy, hugged her.  Monica lay
back on the blanket, resting her head on the pillow, and pulled the boy
down with her.  His face landed on her breast, and she felt his mouth close
around her nipple, as tears dripped from his eyes.
   For several minutes, they lay as they were, then she felt Tommy pressing
his erection against her body, and she eased him up on top her, and he
settled between her welcoming thighs.  Her legs felt weak as they parted
for the body of the boy of fifteen.  Her hand reached down and guided his
young and firm member into her wet sexual opening.  "Gawd Tommy, you're
big!"
   They made love three more times that day, and Tommy told her the
complete story of him and Jess, and how she liked him.  Monica smiled,
telling him that he would find lots of girls in his life who said they
liked him, after they had sex together.  Tommy asked if he could see her
tomorrow, Monica said, "Yes," but walk down to the bend in the creek, and
she would meet him tomorrow around noon.
   Walking back to her house, Monica wondered if what occurred to was she'd
turned into a nymphomaniac.  Yet Monica had no abnormal sexual desires,
unless doing without sex for ten years was the abnormal.  Now she had
allowed a boy of fifteen to take her, and then she took him over and over
during the past hours.  Knowing Tommy had taken her daughter, Jess',
virginity, and that Steven had entered her daughter undeveloped sexual
opening with his over sized cock, and she had him as well, made Monica
wonder if she was completing sexually with her own child for a sexual
partner?
   Had her early seduction between her and her father led her to become a
pedophile?  Was she a criminal, assuredly from the point of the law, and
society, yes?  From the point of human nature, she had not allowed a male
to enter her body, and she knows it was a protest on her part that she had
not been with anyone after her father passed away.
   During teacher continuing education studies at the state university, she
had become close to another woman, and allowed her to finger her sex, and
suckle her nipples, until she stopped the pleasant sensations.  That was
about four years after her father passed away.  Monica knew the only reason
she stopped the enjoyable feelings were simple, she reached down and did
not find a penis to guide into her body.  Stranger yet, she had never
masturbated, but several times she woke from dreaming about sex, and her
vagina was soaking from what were certainly the results of wet dreams.
   Entering her home, she saw the message light flashing, and playing the
answering machine, found it was Jess calling from camp.  She was enjoying
the camp, and had met lots of friends.
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   The summer was drawing to a close, just three more weeks before school
started, and Katlin was begging her mother and father to let her spend two
weeks with her aunt and uncle, and her cousin Tommy.  After sampling sex,
but being unable to let any other boy have her, Katlin wanted to feel Tommy
laying on her stomach.  Since she had been with Tommy, there were times
when she became frustrated, and she knew it was from wanting sex.
   Katlin had wondered what and who the two men were that kidnaped her, she
now understood, they'd forced her to perform oral sex on them.  And she was
taken anally, and there were times when she wished Mr.  Adamson was still
alive, and he could bring pleasure in her anus.
   It was Tuesday evening and with the Sun down and darkness covering the
property where her parents had purchased about a half mile from town, and
the dark was bringing out the fireflies.  Katlin was seated on the front
porch watching them light up, and the phone rang.  Walking into the house
and picking up the phone, found it was Aunt June calling How is my favorite
niece, and would you like to come visit for a couple weeks?  "Oh, Aunt
June, I was bugging mom today about that, were you reading my mind?" "Let
me find mom please, talk her into letting me come to visit for two weeks."
   When her mom hung up after speaking with her sister, Aunt June, she
looked at me and asked, "Got your bag packed, cause it seems your Aunt June
can't live through the summer without you spending two weeks with her."
   Hugging her mom, she kissed her mother on the cheek, and then being
dancing around and saying she was so happy.  "Mom, do you care if I walk
down to the store and get an ice cream bar, and stop and tell Shelby I'm
going to visit Aunt June, and Uncle Tom, and my favorite cousin, Tommy?"
   "I suppose, but be careful walking on the road."
   At the store, Katlin picked out a frozen chocolate bar, and paid for it,
and walked outside to eat it, and stopped at the payphone and called
Shelby. No one answered the phone, and then Katlin remembered this was the
night Shelby and her parents would have gone to watch her brother play
ball. Walking back to the road, a car stopped at the edge of the parking
lot, and a cute boy, Justin Sparks, who lived two doors from her asked if
she would like a ride.  Knowing her mom would have a fit if she found out
she was riding in a car with a boy, she told Justin, "I would, but mom
doesn't allow me to ride in cars with boys, cause I'm only thirteen."
   "Heck, I see you all the time in your bathing suit, and I thought you
were at least sixteen, hop in and we will take a little ride and no one
will know, how long can you be out?" Justin had watched the girl and liked
her small but shapely titty and her round little butt.  Who knows, he
thought, maybe I can score?
   "Maybe an hour or hour and a half, as mom said I could visit my friend,
but she isn't home." "You will take me home on time, won't you?"
   "Sure, get in." Taking off in a hurry so no one saw her getting in his
car, Justin asked, "What's your name?"
   "Katlin, and where are you going?"
   "What say we drive out to the quarry, and talk?"
   Hearing Justin say, the quarry, Katlin knew it was famous as the place
boys took girls to make out.  She was a little concerned, but didn't worry,
besides it might be fun to have Justin touch her a breasts little, as it
was almost a week before she would see Tommy.  Turning in her seat, so she
was facing her new friend, Katlin asked him, How old are you, Justin?"
   "I just turned eighteen a couple of months ago, does being with and old
man bother you," Justin asked and laughed at his own joke?
   "I don't know, you're my first "old man" so we will have to see, won't
we?"
   When they arrived at the quarry, Katlin was surprised to see so many
cars and pickup trucks.  In some cars, you couldn't see anyone in the
vehicles, but in some places more than one vehicle was parked, and the kids
were all standing or setting on folding chairs as they visited each other.
Justin drove around behind a stack of quarry rocks that had been left when
the quarry was working.  There were some trees nearby, and Justin pulled
under the trees, and they blocked the moonlight, making the car darker.
   After a few minutes, Justin asked if she would like to get in the back
seat.  Katlin and her girl friends all knew that if a girl got in the back
seat she was going to make out, and most likely go all the way.  "Sure, but
just to talk, but not go all the way, okay, because I'm young and a virgin,
okay Justin?"
   As they moved to the back seat of the car, Justin was standing behind
her, and she felt his hand slip under her miniskirt.  Katlin knew that her
skirt had ridden up over her hips as she had to bend in a crazy position to
enter the back of the car.  Saying nothing, but being a little concerned,
Katlin was finally in the back seat, and Justin climbed in with her.  For
about eight minutes or so, they spoke of songs and cars, then Justin pulled
her into his arms and started kissing her.  In another few minutes she felt
his hand under her blouse, and she wasn't wearing a bra.  Soon Justin was
playing with her nipples, and pushed up her top and was sucking her
nipples.
   Things were going fast, but Katlin was starved for sex after what she
and Tommy had shared, and she missed her friend, Mr.  Adamson.  Justin was
kissing her breast, then her lips, and telling her how he really liked her,
and for being thirteen she was really stacked.  For Katlin, with her small
breast, she enjoyed listening to the older boy.
   When Justin reached under her skirt and pushed his hands between her
legs, she told him, "You shouldn't touch me like that." Yet, Katlin made no
move to stop him, and raised her hips when he pulled her panties down and
off her legs.
   "You don't have much hair between your legs, do you shave it off,"
Justin asked?
   Feeling embarrassed by the question, Katlin's feelings were hurt, so she
lied, and replied, "Yeah, I like to keep it neat, and not bushy like some
girls."
   In a minute Katlin blouse and skirt was on the floor with her panties,
and Katlin was laying on her back, and she watched as Justin pushed his
shorts and underwear off, and saw he was hard, and long.
   "We shouldn't," Katlin said, as if she was excusing her actions for
allowing the boy to have sex with her, having known him in less than a
half-hour.  As a girl of thirteen, she wondered if all girls and guys acted
so quickly when they went out, and if they had sex in such a short time of
being together?.
   Justin moved between her legs, her right one was bent at the knee and
rested against the back of the back seat, and her left was hanging over the
seat and her foot was on the floor board.
   "We shouldn't, I've never been with anyone before, don't Justin, don't
do it to me, I'm a virgin," Katlin lied to the boy, thinking he wouldn't
know she was lying.
   Justin wasted no time in guiding his cock into the young teen, and
thinking she was a virgin, when he shoved into her pussy, he was surprised
how easy he went into her.  Instead of her crying out as her cherry was
being taken, which Justin mistakenly assumed she was, he found her sex was
wet, and she cried out, "Oh yes, Justin fuck me, it's good." For perhaps
three minutes Justin shoved his excited prick in and out of the welcoming
pussy of the young girl.
   Justin could not believe how the teen girl was begging him to do it
harder, and her legs had wrapped around his back.  When she moved her hands
down onto his hips, and attempted to push her finger against his anus. 
That was when Justin understood he had an experienced girl with him, and
wondered why she had said she was a virgin.  Justin enjoyed the hot sex
they were sharing, and he was amazed how the thirteen-year-old knew how to
fuck him up and down, and wrap her legs around him..  As Justin was
shooting his cum up into the girl's pussy, Justin head her cry out, "I'm
cuming, fuck yeah!"
   When they were done, they talked and Justin was surprised as Katlin
started stroking him, and asking him to suck her nipples.  In less than
fifteen minutes, Justin was hard and again pushing his hard-on in and out
of the just turned teenager, girl's hot sex.  This time the sex lasted for
about ten minutes, and Katlin was crying for him to fuck her deep and hard.
Even Katlin did not know what made her shout out like she did with Justin,
but when he went off in her, he unloaded the largest amount of cum he'd
ever shot.  Driving back to the store, Katlin told Justin, come over
sometime and swim with me, sometimes my mom isn't at home.
   For the boy of eighteen, he didn't want anything permeant, but he would
like her to keep him happy, but no way was he going to visit her and mommy.
   Looking at the young girl, Justin asked her, "Damn, ho, how many guys
have you done?"
   Katlin was taken back by the comment, and thought he was being rude, and
lying to Justin, told him, "You were my first, and I'm not a ho."
   "Shit, Katlin, you fuck and sound like a ho, so how many guys have you
fucked?"
   "Justin, how you be so cruel," and Katlin burst in to tears and her body
shook from being called a ho, and she asked Justin, "You know you were my
first, why are you being so mean, and to call me a ho." Katlin wondered if
he could really tell she wasn't virgin.
   "Hell, babe, you'll be the hottest girl in the neighborhood, especially
when I tell them how horny you are, and damn, where did you learn o fuck
like you do?"
   "If I hear you have told anyone we did it, I will tell my dad, and he
will have you arrested for rape, in fact I might tell him anyway," Katlin
said as she jumped from the car.
   "Wait, come back, I want to see you again, please don't tell your dad
what we did, please?"
   Katlin didn't answer him and ran all the way to her house, sexually
satisfied, and knowing she had learned a lesson in not allowing herself to
be done so easily.
   Sunday morning early, found Katlin in the car with her parent's Ted and
Barbara, and as they drove down the highway, Katlin told her father,
"Daddy, I was rapped last Tuesday night." notify = yes
   
  
Tommy Was Jess' First (MF-teens, inc, 1st, exh, rom)