                              The Legend
                            by Larry Mason


"Don't you wish you'd lived around here in those days?  But you'd
have to be eligible.  Are you?"  she asked.  I blushed and nodded.
"Me too," she said.  "When's the next full moon?"

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Copyright 2002, by Larry Mason.  All rights reserved.  

Published with permission from the author by TYGER.

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1.  I Meet Kate

There's an old farm about a mile down the lane from where I live.
For almost ten years nobody's lived there, and the farmhouse looks
like it could fall down any day.  As I was riding my bike past the
old farm a couple of weeks ago I saw a girl walking toward me.  The
shorts she was wearing showed off her slender tan legs, and a pair of
real nice outlines under her T-shirt revealed slightly rounded
developing tits.  I stopped to watch her come up the lane, and when
she got closer I could see her face was pretty too.

I said "Hi," and we started talking.  I told her my name was Mike,
and I found out her name was Kate.  Her family just moved in on the
next farm down.  She was thirteen, a year younger than me.  Both of
us were an "only child" -- that's kinda unusual for farm families,
even nowadays.

After we chatted a while Kate said, "I guess every place has some
'points of interest' for folks to visit.  What's around here?"

"Well, I think this farm right here is kinda interesting," I told
her.  "We can go in the house and look around, if you want to.  The
door's broke, but there's a window around back."  We pushed away some
overgrown jasmine vines and climbed into what looked like a kitchen.
Boards covered the windows, but sunbeams flickered through gaps
between the slats.

"It's kinda spooky in here," Kate said.  "Is this place supposed to
be haunted or anything?"

"No ghosts in the house, that I know of," I laughed.  "But...I've
heard of a legend!"

"Tell me it!"  she said eagerly.

"Well, they say the family that lived here had a lot of children.
The story is about what happened when they...ummm...got to puberty.
It's pretty...ummm...unconventional -- does that bother you?"

"Hey, I don't mind, Mike.  If it's about puberty, I suppose there's
sex in it.  But that's not going to offend my tender ears.  I'll
probably get a kick out of it."

"OK then, here's the story.  The family celebrated each kid's puberty
the next time there was a full moon.  The kids were real eager for
their time to come, but they had to show their parents some proof --
girls having, like, their period...and boys, well, ejaculating.  And
till they were that age they couldn't...ummm...they were forbidden
to...ummm..."

"You mean, they weren't allowed to fuck before the time came for this
celebration?"  she asked.

"Yeah," I replied.  "That was their law.  It was real strict."

"OK, so they have a big party for this kid who's ready and eager to
fuck, but who's never done it.  What goes on at the party?"

"The child who's being initiated gets to invite a partner, about
their same age, who lives nearby.  All the neighbors know about it,
and they respect this family.  To be eligible, the neighbor kids have
to swear they've never...fucked.  They're all itching to be invited,
but until a couple of days ahead nobody knows who the lucky one'll
be."

"A 'secret partner!' That sounds exciting!"  Kate remarked.

"Yeah!  Can you imagine it?  So, at full moon the whole family plus
this neighbor kid all go out to a clearing -- I can show you where it
is -- and they all get naked and have a feast and dance in the
moonlight."

"So it's a 'witch's orgy,' like?"

"Not exactly.  No blood or anything.  Just food and dancing."

"And sex."

"Well, yeah.  They fuck in the moonlight, the parents and older
children, and neighbor kids who were initiation partners before can
come back again.  The little ones can't fuck because they have to be
eligible later on when their time comes -- but they can pet or lick
or suck with another kid or even with someone older, or they can just
watch.  Of course nobody's forced into anything they don't want to
do."

"Far out!  But what about this one kid, the one who the party is all
about?  And the partner -- the neighbor kid?"

"That's the best part.  Those two are kept out of action right up
until midnight.  They join the feasting and they see everything that
goes on, but they can't do anything sexual.  They can't touch anybody
-- especially not each other -- nor even masturbate.  By midnight
they're both really hot and horny, and that's when they start their
sex ritual.  It's guided by the elders -- some of the parents and
sometimes a few of the older children."

"What a blast!"  Kate exclaimed.  "No wonder the neighbor kids were
so eager to be chosen!  Does anybody know how this ritual went?"

"Uh...well," I stammered, "I've got to tell you.  Actually it's not
entirely a legend.  When I was about eight, when this farm had only
been vacant for a couple of years, I was exploring around the
farmhouse and I found an old notebook."

"Wow!  All about what went on?  So, what all does it say?"  Kate
asked eagerly, her eyes glowing with imagination.

"It tells all about the ceremony -- that's how I found out.  All the
details, including the touch rituals, are in there.  Diagrams, too."

"Have you still got the book?  Could I look at it some time?"

"Sure.  Tomorrow, if you're not busy, OK?  Come back here tomorrow
afternoon and I'll bring the notebook.  You can see it yourself."

2.  The Notebook

We met the next afternoon and spent a couple of hours carefully
studying the notebook, reading the descriptions over several times
and looking at diagrams of the hand motions.

"This is sooo exciting!"  Kate said after a while.  "I've read it so
many times I can remember a lot of it!  Let's see: At midnight the
elders take the lucky couple up onto a little mound.  You told me you
know where that is?"

"Yeah, we should go over there now," I said, and I continued the
story as we walked to the clearing.  "So...everybody's naked and at
the stroke of midnight the two kids are led to the top of the little
mound while the others gather around to watch.  The one who's the
family member has seen it before when older brothers or sisters were
initiated, but the elders are there to keep it all on track.  The
ritual starts with the guy petting the girl's tits.  He has to do it
a certain way -- the leaders show him where to move his hands and
fingers, all across her chest and around her nipples.  Then she rubs
his cock and tickles his balls the way they tell her, and next he
pets her twat."

Kate took up the story: "And the next act is oral, like, sixty-nine.
They lick and suck each other like crazy, but of course according to
the pattern the elders show them.  Pretty soon their nipples, cock,
balls, clit, and all are covered with saliva, pre-cumm, and cunt
juice."

"Yeah," I went on.  "So now they're both as horny as hell.  The guy
has the stiffest hard-on he's ever had in his life, and more sauce is
dripping out of the girl's cunt than she can ever remember."

"And finally they get to fuck.  Actually according to the ceremony
they have to fuck three times -- missionary, then her on top, then
doggy style -- resting in between, of course," Kate said.

"By this time it's one or two a.m.," I noted, "and the kids are
exhausted from the food and dancing, and from sexual frustration
followed by mega-release.  They crawl in a tent that's been pitched
for them at the edge of the clearing, while everybody else goes back
to the farmhouse."

"Don't you wish you'd lived around here in those days?  You might get
elected to be one of the lucky neighbor kids."

"Ummm...yeah, I've thought of that," I replied.  "Sometimes I have
fantasies, where I'm in the scene myself."

"But you'd have to be eligible," Kate pointed out.  "Having reached
puberty, but sexually innocent.  Are you?"  she asked, turning and
looking into my eyes.  I blushed and nodded.  "Me too," she said.

We'd been walking through the woods along an overgrown path, and now
we came to the clearing.

"When's the next full moon?"  Kate asked.

"Hey, you're serious!"  I exclaimed.  "We can check out the date, if
you really mean it."

"Could you sneak out that night and meet me here in the clearing?"
Kate asked.  "I want us to go through it all.  We'll do the 'ritual'
at midnight, like in the legend."

"That would be super, Kate," I told her.  "Like in my fantasy.  But
if we want to do it right, maybe we need to practice ahead of time.
Should we do that tomorrow?"

"Yeah, let's," Kate agreed.  "With all our clothes on, of course.
And not too skimpy, either -- we've got to stay eligible!"

3.  Rehearsal

We met at the clearing again the next day to rehearse the ceremony.
Kate had checked an almanac and found out there would be a full moon
the very next night.  We were both wearing denim jeans and
sweatshirts, hoping to keep down the "temptation factor."

Kate lay on her back on the blanket as we started rehearsing.  I
petted her chest through the sweatshirt, moving my hands according to
the diagram in the notebook.  I placed one palm over each of her
breasts and gently pushed the globes inward and upward with my
fingers, then I lightly pinched the stiff points of her nipples.
Kate sucked in her breath when I touched her.  "Ooh, Mike!  Nobody
ever touched my tits like that!  Your fingers are like...feathers!
I'd love you to keep it up all day, but it's my turn now.  Lie back
down so I can...ooh!  Your cock's sooo hard already!"

"Yeah, Kate.  What'd you expect, after all that petting?"  She rubbed
my cock through my jeans according to the notebook, across the tip
and down one side to my balls, around them, and back up the other
side of my cock.  "I'm already in heaven!"  I said.  "Imagine how
it's going to feel when we do it tomorrow night, naked!"

Then we worked on my ritual for petting her twat: stroking all the
way around her pubic mound, then pressing my fingers against her clit
button, running them down her slit and pretending (as best I could
through the fabric of her jeans) to finger her hole.

We moved into "sixty-nine" position and kissed each other's crotch,
again practicing the described sequence and pretending that our
tongues and lips were contacting actual skin.

We'd been trying to keep it cool, but all our stroking and petting
had us both really hot.  "Look at your pants!"  Kate exclaimed.
"Your cock's about to bust out!  And I'm creaming so much it's
leaking right through my jeans."

"Maybe we should quit rehearsing for a while," I agreed.  "And
anyway, if we don't get it exactly right, who'll know?"

"We haven't rehearsed the final act.  We still have to practice our
fuck," Kate said.  "But OK -- let's rest a while and then work on the
fuck ritual."

For the next couple of hours, Kate and I tried to get better
acquainted in a general way.  We mostly ignored the old farmhouse
legend and discussed our families, places where we had lived or
visited, or the kinds of books and music we liked.  Then we decided
it was time to continue rehearsing.

"Missionary practice!"  Kate declared as we began going through the
motions of fucking.  She lay on her back, still fully clothed, with
her knees spread apart and her legs raised almost to her chest.  I
moved my hips between her thighs and pressed my hard cock against her
pubic mound, and then began a thrusting motion, simulating the action
that we were both eagerly anticipating.

Kate sat up and reached for the notebook.  "What does it say about
the girl's cherry?"

"Not much," I replied.  "I've read that part over several times."

"I guess every girl's hymen is different," Kate observed, "so there's
not much general advice to give.  And anyway, by the time we start
our actual fuck my pussy will be all puffy and slurpy and your cock
will be good and hard.  Are you circumcised?"

"No.  Why, does it matter?"

"I've read that a guy's foreskin can help.  Besides all the
lubrication, it makes for a bit more sliding action and less
friction.  That might make it hurt a little less the first time."

"I hope so.  Anything that would reduce your pain sounds good to me."

"But what about birth control?"  Kate frowned.  "Is there anywhere
you can get a condom, like steal one from your dad?"

"It's OK.  My cousin Andy gave me a pack.  He's a freshman in
college, and he visited us for a week, just last month.  He tells me
all about girls and sex and stuff like that."

"OK then," Kate said.  "When the time comes I want to feel your naked
cock going into my naked cunt and breaking my naked cherry.  But
after that's done you have to put on a condom so your naughty little
sperms can't swim around in there and get me pregnant."

"It's a deal," I agreed.

"So, now that we've practiced losing our virginity, it's time for
'her on top.' I think that's hard to practice with clothes on."

"And 'doggy' too," I pointed out.  "We'll just spend a minute or two
rehearsing those moves.  First you straddle my legs and bounce up and
down a few times.  Then poke your ass in the air and I'll press my
crotch against you from behind."

"Do we get to practice sleeping in the tent too?"  Kate grinned.
"That part sounds like it might be fun!"

"Yeah, but tomorrow night, the full moon night when we do our real
ceremony, our parents have to think we're asleep in our own beds.  We
have to sneak out a little before midnight, and get back home long
before anybody wakes up."

"Sure, I know.  But we'll figure out a sleepover some time later,
when we can fuck till dawn without our parents catching on."

4.  Moonlight in the Clearing

I was waiting at about eleven the next night, when Kate came.  We
walked together to the top of the little mound in the middle of the
clearing.  "You've got a picnic basket!"  I observed.

"It's for our feast," she explained.  "And I brought this blanket for
us to lie on while we're naked.  Are you ready?  Remember, no
touching till midnight!  But we can look all we want, so let's watch
each other strip.  First pull your T-shirt off and I'll take off my
top."

I pulled my T-shirt up and over my head.  After she removed her
sweatshirt, I watched her reach back and unfasten the clasp of her
bra, letting the front slide down a little.  One bra strap fell over
her shoulder and she held it there for a moment, then stripped the
bra entirely off.  "God!"  I exclaimed as I watched her tits slip out
of the halter that had held them.  I felt dizzy as they came into
view -- two gently rounded mounds glowing in the moonlight, topped by
her cute nipples, now fully erect.  I began to feel frustrated by the
"no touch" rule -- oh, how I'd have loved to caress those soft tits!
And I wasn't even allowed to sooth my aching prick with a quick rub!
"God!  You're so beautiful!  I wish it was already midnight!"

"It will be, soon enough!  Anyway, thanks for the compliment.  And
now I want to see what's in your pants," Kate said.  "Take them off,
and I'll get naked too."

I unbuckled my belt and unzipped my jeans, and my hard cock popped
into view.  Kate started to reach for it, then frowned.  "I
wish...like you said.  You know, I never saw a real live cock up
close before, in my whole life.  I never even had a baby brother.
I've seen pictures, but...Mike, all I can say is what you said.  It's
so beautiful!  And it's going to feel sooo good in me when the time
comes!"

She stripped off her jeans and there we were, standing together
naked, admiring the most exotic sight either of us had ever seen.
Her tits glowed in the moonlight, a wonderful golden color.  Her clit
peeped out from the groove at the top of her slit.  Her cunt was
hidden under the soft folds of her outer pussy lips, but I knew I'd
soon be exploring it close up.

We sat on the blanket and ate our little feast that Katie had fixed
ham and Swiss sandwiches, hot chocolate in a thermos, and sugar
cookies she'd baked.  Meanwhile we were feasting our eyes on each
other's attractive young naked bodies, glowing in the moonlight that
shone on the meadow.

5.  Moment of Truth

Just before midnight Katie said, "Before we start the ritual I want
us to just lie together, and cuddle, and kiss just easy, and be warm,
and let our skin all touch together."  Lying close to her I thought
how wonderful it was to be in this clearing in the moonlit meadow,
with a girl who really wanted to be here with me, both of us naked,
skin on skin.  This was how life was supposed to be.  So exciting!
Better than any fantasy!  And the action hadn't even really started
yet.

Then it was time.  Kate lay back on the blanket and I sat up facing
her.  I placed one hand on each of her breasts, like we had
rehearsed.  But of course it wasn't the same at all!  My fingertips
brushed the silky skin of her mounds as I stroked and gently kneaded
them.  And I felt the little goose bumps on her areolas as I flexed
her nipples.

I lay back on the blanket to let Kate work on my cock.  She kept
exclaiming with delight as she examined it closely from various
angles.  "Ooh!  The tip has such a cute shape -- like a little boat,"
she gasped.  She lifted the sac of my balls and moved the skin around.

I petted Kate's pussy, stroking all around it and running my fingers
through the light fur, then fondling the inside of her slit, rubbing
my finger gently around the rim of her hole.  I gently pulled back
her outer lips to expose her clitoris.  I captured a drop of my
pre-cumm on my forefinger and moved it to the tip of her clit.  Kate
sighed as I rubbed my juice over and around her button, and her thigh
muscles quivered.

"Suck it, Mike!"  she gasped.  "Suck my clit!"  I lowered my head
between her legs and saw Kate's delicious pussy right in front of my
face; downy hair around the opening; drops of dew on her swollen
lips.  I'd never smelled perfume as sweet as her cunt.  As I jammed
my mouth onto her clit and sucked it between my lips, she shuddered
and wrapped her legs around my shoulders and neck.  "Ohhh, Mike,
yesss!  It's sooo great!"  she puffed, shoving her clit greedily
against my sucking lips.

While I kept tonguing Kate's clit, she took my pulsing cock in her
hand and moved her mouth onto it.  I watched her light brown hair
shining in the moonlight as she bobbed her head up and down on my
cock.  My God!  She was sucking the whole thing into her mouth!

As I began to moan, Kate jerked her head faster and my body twitched
and went rigid.  Shock waves traveled up and down my body as my cock
began to spasm.  Soon we were both bucking and groaning as we reached
our first orgasm together.

"Oh, God!"  Kate murmured as we relaxed on the blanket and snuggled
into each other's arms.  "I love your fingers and your mouth and your
hard cock!  It's already been sooo great!  And now we get to fuck!"

"Sure, in a few minutes," I replied.  "But you know how it is with
guys.  Girls can keep going, but it takes us a while to get hard
again."

"That's OK.  I love your soft cock too.  It was never like that
before -- I've always seen it hard.  I want to touch it now.  It
looks kinda like a little fat worm."

"So, why do I always have an erection when you're around?  I like
your pretty face and your cute tits, but that's not all.  I think
it's because you're always so nice to me!"

"Oh, Mike!"  Kate replied.  "I never liked hanging around with boys
much.  All the ones I knew acted so...dorky and immature!  No guy was
ever...friendly to me, before...the way you are."  We snuggled on the
blanket again, warmly embracing each other's naked bodies.  She moved
her face close to mine.  Our lips touched, then sealed together.  I
poked my tongue between her lips and her teeth, into her mouth as far
as I could, and she responded hotly, pushing her tongue back against
mine and all the way inside my mouth.  The world stopped going around
-- nothing and nobody existed except Kate and me.  Her naked body
against my naked body.  Her soul in love with my soul.

I fondled her breasts again and sucked her nipples deep into my
mouth.  She reached for my cock and exclaimed, "It's not little any
more!"  as she moved her mouth over it and again circled the knob
with her lips and her tongue.  My mouth moved to her pussy, sucking
her clit and tonguing her cunt mouth.  "Fuck me now, Mike!"  Kate
gasped.  "Do it!  Bust my cherry!  Do it now!  My cunt is sooo hungry
for your cock!"  She spread her thighs apart and lifted her legs.

That was more than enough encouragement for me.  Raising myself over
her, I moved my cock head to the center of her slit, pushing the head
against her tight opening.  I hesitated, wondering what to do next.
Impatiently, Kate panted and rammed herself upward onto my cock.
Hard as it was, it bent and pushed to one side.  Still panting, Kate
bucked and humped upward again.  Her slick juices smeared my cock
head and it slid around the entrance trying to get in.  As she bucked
upward a third time, I moved my hips forward in a strong thrust, and
my cock finally slid into her virgin twat.

Little by little, her pussy lips circled my pole and I pressed
forward.  As my rock hard dick pushed its way between her hot
slippery folds, Kate gasped, "Push now!  Hard!"  and I rammed with
everything I had, plunging deep into her cunt.  She yelled and bucked
and ground her pussy against me.  She wrapped her legs around my back
and bucked wildly, yelling and laughing.  "We did it!"  she shouted.
"Your cock busted my cherry and now it's all the way in!  I can feel
it way deep inside me and it's good...so good...sooo fucking good!"

Her legs gripped my waist tightly and pulled my hips against her
mound and she said softly, "But you have to stop moving, Mike.
Remember, there's something we need to take care of, right now!"

"Oooh, Kate!  Your cunt's so tight around my cock!  I want it naked
in you for another minute -- it's sooo fucking good!  I'll hold
still, I promise!"  We pressed our bodies tightly together, all the
way from top to bottom.  We kissed hotly.  I lifted my chest slightly
and moved it across her tits, scrubbing her nipples against my skin.
Our hips pressed close as if we were welded together.  Kate's knees
and thighs rubbed against my back, then she lowered them and tickled
my feet with her toes.

Finally we rolled apart.  Reluctantly, I pulled a condom out of the
pack that my cousin had given me.  "Let me do this," Kate said as she
rolled the sheath onto my cock.  Then she lay back again and spread
her legs wide open, lifting her knees almost to her chest.  I thrust
my cock into Kate's clenching pussy, and after only a few strokes we
both felt my cumm exploding into the condom inside her juicy hole.

"Now it's my turn to be on top," Kate said after we had rested again.
I agreed enthusiastically, so Kate sat on my thighs facing me and
moved over me.  My cock was now snug against her slit and slightly
inside it.  Kate raised her hips and wrapped her soft wet cunt lips
around the head of my rock hard cock.

I was in heaven!  "Fuck me now," I said in a whisper.  Kate kept her
eyes on mine as she impaled herself on my stiff rod.  Slowly she
moved up and down over me and my hands lifted and fondled her tits as
they swelled close to my chest, while her twat slid up and down my
cock.  She kept up the fucking movements and I joined her, thrusting
upward into her as she moved down.  Then I reached my hand between
Kate's legs as she rode my cock, tickling her clit and bringing her
close to climax.

My orgasm began to build slowly, but when Kate looked at me and
smiled I was sure I was going to lose it.  Feeling my cock pulsing
inside her, Kate closed her eyes and wrinkled her brow as she thrust
down hard on my cock till my load of jism flowed up and filled the
condom inside her.

My cock quickly softened, but Kate was still on the verge of cumming.
"I didn't cumm!"  Kate whined with disappointment as she leaned
forward and my cock slipped out of her.  Her cunt, slightly suspended
above my lower pelvis, was still dripping fluid.

I was more than willing to help Kate with her problem.  As she lay
back on the blanket I spread her legs apart and gently lapped her
puffy slit, with my mouth and tongue sucking and licking her clit,
then fucked my tongue deep into her creamy cunt.  I licked back
upward across the smooth skin around her pee hole.  Placing one
finger on each side of her clit hood, I pulled it back and flicked
the sensitive button, flooding it with a mixture of my saliva and her
pussy cream.  Her hips bucked against my tongue as I brought her to
orgasm.  Then we rested for a while with our faces buried between
each other's legs.

Kate raised her hips and I moved behind her.  She moaned with
pleasure as I fingered her pussy and rubbed her clit, then thrust my
fingers in and out of her cunt.  She gasped, then groaned when she
felt my fingers disappear from between her legs.  But then something
thicker and warmer pressed against her twat, and she looked back and
smiled at me.  "Oh, Mike!  It's your cock!  And I'm ready right now
for the finale!"

As I knelt behind her, Kate dropped her shoulders and tilted up her
hips so I was looking right down at her ass hole.  I held her hips
between my hands and let my cock drop below her ass cheeks, then
pressed it up against her pussy.

Kate gasped as my cock slipped slowly past her slick pussy lips and
entered her cunt.  I slowly pumped in and out of her, bringing her to
new levels of pleasure.  Little by little, my hard hot cock filled
her channel.  "Yeah, Mike!"  Kate whispered.  "It's great!  It's what
I want!  Keep doing it...keep on fucking me -- don't stop!"  I thrust
deeper and deeper into her from behind.  She let out a long, low moan
of pleasure when I finally sank my cock far in, pressing my pelvis
against her firm ass cheeks.

"God!"  Kate gasped.  "Your cock keeps throbbing and heaving and I
can feel its head all the way deep inside of me!  It feels soo
beautiful and I want it never to end."  But the feeling got even
better when I began slowly thrusting the entire length of my cock in
and out of her.  I began fucking in earnest, pumping my stiff shaft
into her slick cavern with long rapid strokes.  "I'm going to cumm!"
Kate cried.

I kept thrusting into her depths, groaning, "What a cunt!  So soft
and tight and hot and slick!  Jeez, what a cunt, Kate!"

She rocked gently back and forth on her knees and elbows...backward
each time I thrust my cock forward into her cunt and then forward as
I drew back till only the tip of my cock remained inside of her.
Soon I jammed my cock into her as deeply as I could and held it there
as it started to spurt.  She gasped as the gobs of hot semen shot
into the condom inside her.  She squeezed her cunt muscles tighter,
making me shudder with delight.  One last time I pulled it all out
except the head and then thrust it deep into her cunt, unleashing a
final torrent of jism.  Kate's body shuddered with her orgasm and
then relaxed.

My jetting ended and I gave a final thrust, moaning as I collapsed on
top of Kate's naked back with my head resting on her shoulders and my
cock still buried deeply in her cunt.  My hands reached around and
under to her breast, lifting the mounds of her tits and fingering her
nipples.  Then my soft cock slipped out and we lay side by side on
the blanket.  I kissed Kate's tits and sucked her nipples, and then I
lay my head on her chest.  She wrapped her fingers around my cock and
I pressed my hand against her slit, and we almost went to sleep.

6.  "Mike, You Idiot!"

Suddenly Kate sat up and looked into my eyes.  "Mike, you idiot!"
she grinned.

I wasn't too wide awake.  "Uhhh...what are you talking about?"

"That so-called legend!  Tell me the truth, moron, where'd you really
get it?"

"You don't like the story?"  I asked her.

"Oh I like it, really I do!  It's a great story!  And we both had the
time of our lives acting it out!  But that's not my point.  I want to
know where you got it."

"I told you.  I found the notebook at the old farmhouse about six
years ago."

"That's a flat-out lie, and I knew it as soon as I saw your notebook.
It's not written in anybody's handwriting.  It's a script computer
font -- Bodoni Chancery, actually.  I use it all the time when I
write to my grandma.  So I know where the notebook came from -- you
made it yourself, you blockhead, on a computer.  You must have had a
lot of fun smudging the paper to make it look ancient.  But I still
want to know where you got the story."

"OK, I'll confess, I faked it," I grinned.  "And you're so smart, you
can probably figure out where it came from.  You already have a clue."

"Ummm...something I know about you?  Maybe you heard it
from...ummm...I know!  The one who gave you the condoms!  Your
wise-guy college cousin Andy!"

"I knew you'd get it.  Last summer Andy was here for six weeks,
helping on our farm, and in the evenings he came up to my room and we
talked about a lot of things.  He told me about astronomy and about
the Greek gods -- they spent half their time fighting and the other
half fucking mortals or each other -- and he had some hot pictures.
One day when we were out walking we found this clearing.  He started
making up a story about what might go on at a place like this and
what the mound might be used for, and I filled in some details.
After he left, I wrote it all up like a manual, on my computer like
you said, and I messed up the pages so it would look old.  Are you
mad?"

"Hell no!  I knew it had to be something clever that you'd dreamed
up.  I wondered how you could invent all those details yourself if
you didn't have any sex experience.  But now I see where it came
from.  Who else knows about the notebook, besides you and me?"

"Nobody.  Not even Andy," I said earnestly.

"So you keep it under your mattress or in the back of some desk
drawer where your mom won't find it, and when you're supposed to be
asleep you get it out and read it with a flashlight under the covers
while you jack off.  You've been amusing yourself that way for a
whole year, fantasizing that you were in the story."

"And dreaming I had a girl with me," I put in.  "And then you came
walking up the lane, and..."

"And I walked right into your dream!"

"That's why it's such fun being with you, Kate.  It's like you know
all about me.  Like you can read my mind.  When I saw you coming up
the lane the other day, I liked looking at your face and your legs
and your tits, and right away I knew I wanted to...but I didn't dare
start anything.  Then you asked me about ghosts and I thought about
my notebook.  I decided it would be fun to tell you the story."

"And I fell right into your booby trap.  I liked the story because it
was naughty and daring.  I saw your cock getting hard when you talked
about it.  And the more you told me, like the part about the neighbor
kid who gets to be a sex partner, the more I thought how much fun
that would have been, and it turned me on too."

"But I never asked you to act it out with me."

"Of course not.  You knew that would be a fatal mistake, so you were
smart enough not to suggest it.  I saw that fake notebook and wised
up real fast -- I saw right through you.  When you offered to show me
the clearing, I knew you were angling for a fuck.  And all the way
over here I was thinking about it and kinda tingling all over.  My
pussy got so wet I thought it might show through my jeans.  I was all
hot for you, and you were all hot for me -- how lucky could we get?
But I knew something else: You weren't going to ask me.  I wanted...I
needed your cock inside me, and it was up to me to get it there.  I
had to bring the idea out in the open -- so I asked you about
pretending to do like in the legend."

"You never let on that you knew the notebook was fake.  And I fell
into your booby trap," I said.  "You asked me, 'When's the next full
moon?' and right then I was hooked."

Kate leaned toward me again and we kissed warmly, then I petted her
tits and her pussy while she rubbed her hand slowly up and down my
hard cock.  "What do you want to do now?"  I asked her.

"What do I want?  What I want is to fuck and fuck and fuck, to feel
your cock in my cunt all the rest of tonight, and every night from
now on.  But turning off the fantasy channel, what we really have to
do now is get dressed and go home, and not get in trouble, so we can
have more fun later.  I want us to come back to this clearing lots of
times -- like, at midnight when the moon's full."

"Yeah!"  I agreed.  "And eat and dance and fuck all night long!"
