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It contains frank and sexually explicit material.
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Nurturing Nubile Novices
Chapter Two
SEDUCING SUE
Their
cousin, Bill, was an unprincipled, amoral young man. When he was much younger he’d learned that his
extraordinary equipment tended to intimidate (or attract women, depending on
their experience) and he had used that edge to his advantage. He learned, also,
that some women could be subdued by spanking and he had also used that as a
means of conquering them. Eighteen-year-old Cathy, a practiced cock-tease, had
been his most recent conquest.
At first
the young man had no particular thoughts about his adolescent cousins. Janine
was buxom and precociously well developed but she was a relative and,
therefore, out of bounds. And Sue was only eleven so, even if family relationship
hadn’t prohibited it, she was too young to consider. At least, that was the way
it was at first.
Three
weeks after his arrival, the college student was feeling the effects of his
enforced celibacy. He found that he was even looking speculatively at his aunt,
his father's sister, wondering how she was making out for sex since her husband
had left her and he was attracted to her lush, mature figure. Janine, only
barely thirteen, was another appealing distraction with her very large, plump
breasts and ass and her pretty face. But Sue was just too young to be the
object of such lewd thoughts. Until she wore the tight
sweater.
And until she read his letters from Cathy.
Then things changed.
Hiya
Studman;
That was some letter
you wrote me. You'd better stay away from those "nubile nymphets", as
you call them. Especially the underage one.
It sounds like she's asking for it. (I think
they're both underage, actually, but the thirteen year old is big enough, I
guess.) If you can't stand it, then get your butt over here. Do I ever have
something for you, all warmed up and ready. Right this moment I have a finger
in somewhere that you'd like to be, but not with a finger. There's a little,
hard bud that my finger slips around and it's giving me the most delicious feelings
but you have something that would give me much better feelings. I want to be
fucked. By your big, hard cock. My little cunt (at
least it was little until a couple of months ago) is hungry for you. Come fuck
me, baby, and don't even try to fuck those young ones.
Your horny slave,
Cathy.
Dear Diary - I don't know what Bill told Cathy about me but I
guess he's noticed me, for sure. I wonder how big he is?
My Darling Janine;
I'm sorry. I'm
heartbroken. I didn't think you'd be so upset by what I did with Jim. It
doesn't mean anything to me. He doesn't either. Please write me again. You're
the one who really counts.
Heartbroken,
Eileen
Thirteen-year-old
Janine was his target. He decided, cousin or not the ripe, young teenager would
be a pleasant diversion and, at her age, she'd be naive enough that he could
likely seduce her quite easily, if he could get her alone. But it didn't work
out that way. First, she wasn't exactly easy and, especially, she wasn't first.
Sue
thought her cousin was in the north field, about a mile from the house, and her
mother and Jan had gone shopping for the afternoon. The curious youngster went
to Bill's room and to the place where he hid Cathy's letters. Then, the small
packet of letters in her hand, she went outside to the shed and up into the
loft where, while she read the girl's lewd missives, she lay on her back in the
hay, her panties off and her skirt up around her waist, and played with her
plump, hairless little pussy.
Her
cousin, however, had arrived back just as Sue was entering the shed. He went
into the house, wondering what the youngster was up to, and showered. He had
decided that he could not stand his forced celibacy any longer and he was going
to hitchhike to Cathy's home, about ninety miles away. After he showered he
decided to have one more read of his girlfriend's salacious letters and that's
when he discovered that they were missing. Then he recalled that Sue had been
carrying something in her hand when he saw her enter the shed and he realized
what it likely was. Donning shorts and a T-shirt, he went out to the shed.
The shed
was formerly a small barn but the only remnant of that use was the loft, which
still had some old, very dry hay, and the wooden
stanchions where the cows had been held for milking. Some obsolete farm
machinery filled most of the space on the earthen floor and, as he looked
around, it was obvious that the only place the girl could have gone was up into
the loft.
The ladder
creaked slightly when he mounted it but, stealthily, he climbed higher until he
could look around the hay-filled area. It was now a dark, cloudy day and, even
as he stood there on the ladder peering about the loft, he heard the first
patter of rain on the roof and saw where, in some places, it was leaking
through. He made a mental note to repair the roof before summer was over and
then he heard a faint cry.
The girl
should have realized that her cousin would return due to the threat of rain
but, at that moment, she was thinking of nothing other than the pleasure she
was feeling from her nimble and increasingly skillful fingers. She reached a
climax, her second one since she got there, as she read Cathy's latest letter
and the cry that Bill heard was the youngster's childish gasp of completion.
Bill
climbed higher and searched in the direction of the sound. The rain was falling
heavier now and he did not have to be as quiet for the patter of little drops
had become the roar of a cloudburst. And then as he crawled across the hay
toward where he had heard the cry, he spotted his young cousin.
Sue had
unbuttoned her blouse and now, as her belly palpitated in the aftermath of her
juvenile orgasm, she was playing with her nipples, noticing for the first time
that, after her climax, they got smaller and softer. Her nimble fingers,
however, quickly made them hard and erect again and, tilting her small but
shapely hips, she began again to massage the wet softness of her throbbing
vulva. Cathy, in her letters, said that Bill was big, his cock was big, and
he'd made her bigger down there. She probed the sensitive, little orifice with
her finger, feeling the blockage that prevented her from getting her finger all
the way inside. She had a strange desire to put her finger in deeper but, as
she pushed, she felt a mildly painful ache so she hesitated. Could she force
her finger in?
The young
man's eyes clouded over with lust when he saw his shapely, underage cousin's
nearly naked, pubescent body sprawled, legs spread open, on the hay. She was
looking away from him and he was able to get within a foot of her head, the
rustling of the hay drowned out by the hammering of the rain in the roof. She
was too young. He knew that. Her face was flushed with excitement, and pretty,
but she was still a child. Except that her full, young breasts were not those
of a child. And the curve of her slender hips was not childish either. She
wasn't very big, not at all like her older sister, but she looked big enough
with her nipples sticking out and her thighs open as if to welcome a fantasy
lover. In the dim light he could see the narrow slit that bisected her smooth-
skinned vulva and, as he watched lustfully, he saw her fingers slide between
the plump, labial fleshrolls and begin to massage the sensitive cleft. He
coughed.
"Whah?
Huh? Oh
no!" The girl cried out in surprise and was galvanized into action,
rolling quickly over on her belly to hide her nudity. "Bill? Oh no, Bill?
This isn't fair. Go 'way. Leave me alone."
He picked
up one of his letters that was lying on the hay beside the frightened girl.
"What's this, Sue? Have you been reading my mail?"
"Nuh...Nuh...nooo,"
she whimpered, realizing how stupid her answer was but unable to think of a
credible excuse for them being there.
"Don't
lie to me, Sue!" He surveyed her bare bottom, two firm,
round melons that shelved out appealingly from her narrow waist and, with a
sudden, lewd inspiration, he pinned the ripening youngster down with a hand on
the small of her back. Then, with fierce, open-handed slaps he began to spank
her delightful, young bottom.
SLAP!
SLLAAPP! SMAACCKK! THWACK! The sharp sound of his hand striking the firm,
pliant flesh of the girl's buttocks resounded in the loft. SLLAAPP! SMMAACCKK!
SSMMAAACCKK!
"No...Oowww...oouuch...oowwwcchhh...hoohhh
nooo…", Sue cried and she tried, futilely to
twist away from his punishing blows. "Nooo... I'm sorry…
oowwwoowww…ouch…I'll be good...oouucchh..."
Bill
paused then and, still holding her down, he gently caressed the hot, pink skin
of the youngster's burning bum. His gentle touch relieved the pain but, at the
same time, it seemed to drive the heat deeper, a not unpleasant and perversely
exciting sensation building in the juvenile's belly.
"Now
show me what you were doing, little cousin,” he said in a deep, soft voice.
"Roll over so I can see exactly what you were doing." He removed his
hand from her back and she turned her head to look up at him.
"B...buh...buh...but,"
she stammered and made no move to follow
his directions.
SLAP!
SLLAAPP!! SMMAACCKK!!
"Yeh...ouch...yeh...yesss...I'll
do it...don't spank me!" the cute adolescent exclaimed fearfully and she
rolled obediently over onto her back.
"Now,
show me what you were doing, Sue...I mean, apart from reading my letters."
Her legs were closed and this accentuated the ripe curves of her slender, young
body and her horny cousin envisioned how she would look with her thighs spread
and her sweet, little pussy plugged by his thickly throbbing tool.
"I...I...I…"
Sue started out haltingly, "I was...you know?"
"Show
me, Sue. Sure, I know but I want to watch you do it."
The young
girl squeezed her eyes shut in embarrassment and shame and her hands moved
slowly down over her naked, white belly to the juncture of her tightly closed
thighs.
Impatient
and overcome by his desire to touch the pretty girl's ripe, young body, the
college student said huskily, "No...I'll do it...I know what you were
doing and I'll do it for you." His hand closed over one of her budding,
upthrust breasts and he saw the youngster flinch when he touched her but,
afraid of being spanked again, she made no move to escape from the man's
intimate caress.
The shock
of being discovered had squelched Sue's libidinous thoughts but, as soon as his
hand pressed on her breast, the nipple popped to erection against his palm and,
as his other hand moved down over her naked body, she felt an unwilled
resurgence of heat in her juvenile loins.
Bill
squeezed one full, round breast, its springy flesh filling his hand, molding pliantly to his palm. The girl looked up at him fearfully
and, when his other hand reached the juncture of her strong, young thighs, her
lower lip quivered and tears welled up in her eyes.
"D.d.don't...don't
touch me there," she whimpered as she felt him insinuate his finger into
the narrow crevice that peeked between her closely pressed thighs.
"Just
relax, Sue. I didn't realize how grown up you were," and he stroked and
caressed her firm, velvety thighs and hips while he continued to squeeze and
gently maul her budding, pubescent tit-flesh.
The
unfledged youngster lay flat on her back, her belly churning with fright and
apprehension as her older cousin played on her timidly compliant body. He stroked
her long thighs; his fingers trailing along the valley between her tightly
closed legs, from her knees to the fleshy protuberance of her mons, then down
again to her knees. Slowly, the innocent, young creature relaxed, her shapely
limbs gradually yielding to the gentle, insistent pressure as he urged them
apart. What was he going to do? He pressed the tips of his fingers on the
yielding fleshiness of her plumply bulging mons, perversely aroused by the
absence of even the fuzz that would precede her eventual cushion of hair there,
its smooth hairlessness emphasizing her youth and contrasting with her
precociously developed breasts. The youngster's breath caught in her throat
when his fingers brushed lightly over her sensitive, young labia and her legs
closed instinctively, trapping his hand between them.
"Does
that feel good, Sue? Do you like it as much as when you touch yourself
there?"
"Uh
huh?" she replied in a weak, nervous voice, "Uh huh? Sort of? But?” and she whimpered timidly. The sensations
were much more intense than when her own hand played there but she was afraid
to admit it, afraid that he'd try to go even further. She remembered what she'd
just read, about his big cock and how the girl that wrote to him wanted it
inside. And he must have told her about Jan and herself and even written about
wanting to do it with them.
The
unprincipled college student was fighting a losing battle with his conscience.
His cousin was only eleven but, although she had a childish face, she was very
pretty, and her breasts were anything but childish. He had already seen and
heard her masturbate to orgasm so she was old enough to enjoy sex. Maybe she'd
already had it? Probably she had. He was sure that the boys had noticed her and
he remembered when he, himself, had been in high school and had gone after
girls no older than Sue, sometimes with complete success.
"Relax,
Sue. Mmmmm...Your little pussy is so wet...open your legs again...let me play
with it like you were doing when I caught you."
"But?
But? Bill? I'm scairt…"
"I'm
not going to hurt you, Sue. I'm going to make you feel good." and as he
spoke, her legs opened slightly and he was able to play with the slippery,
plump lips of her cunt and press on the hard little bump of her clitoris.
Skillfully he played on the unwary juvenile's ripening body, arousing an
intense, if unschooled desire within her and her legs and hips gradually
loosened and relaxed, her flowering, sub-teen
sensuality overcoming her natural apprehension.
"Did
Cathy's letters make you curious, my dear? Have you ever done any of the things
she likes so much?"
"No...Yes...I
mean...oohhh Bill? I know I done wrong to read your letters but? You're not gonna...like? You know? Yer not
gonna make me do it, are yuh? I never done it."
"You
mean, am I going to fuck you? Is that what you're
asking me, Sue?" He rubbed her hard, slippery little clit faster as he
spoke.
"Huh?
Uh? Yeh...yes...Yer not gonna do that, are yuh?"
She knew it was dangerous but she opened her legs wider and tilted her hips,
pushing up against his hand as she felt the approach of a climax.
"Wouldn't
you like that, Sue? Wouldn't you like to be fucked? It's better than this, you
know.", and he eased off the pressure, not wanting the excited youngster
to cum just yet.
"Aannhhh?
But?
Aannhhh?" the shapely, young nymph whined and she arched up and writhed
against his teasing finger, seeking release and she grabbed his wrist, pulling
his hand hard to her wet, little twat.
"Oh
no, Sue. That's not the way. Hasn't anyone fucked you yet?" As he asked
the crudely direct question he gently dug a finger into the tight mouth of her
young vagina and she gasped at the sensation but, at the same time, the dewy
eyed youngster was overwhelmed by her fear.
"But?
But? I'm
too little? I'm not old enough,” the girl protested timidly, her fear tempered
by the growing heat in her belly as her cousin continued to play on her
juvenile senses.
"You're
almost as big as Cathy, my dear. And you're old enough, too. Haven't any of
your friends done it yet?"
"Uh?
Yeh...yes...I
g.guess so? But?" Sue knew she should be able to
make him stop but her young mind was muddled by the delicious sensations his
skillful fingers were producing in her belly. "No! Oh no, Bill! You can't!", the dewy youngster protested when her big, older
cousin rolled on top of her, crushing her slender, defenseless body deeper into
the hay.
Pushing
down his shorts to release his painfully throbbing organ, Bill easily kneed the
girl's loosely compliant legs wider apart and, his chest resting on her firm,
young breast mounds, he guided the tip to the slick, pulpy crevice of her
hairless, adolescent vulva. Then, as he jabbed his penis into the soft folds,
they opened involuntarily, it seemed, and against their wishes.
"Nuh...nooo...nooo
Bill...I'm scairt," the underage youngster whimpered but, in submissive
compliance, she made no attempt to escape her certain defloration.
Bill kept
the ripe, dewy preteen pinned down with the weight of his upper body and she
lay with her smooth, little face pressed against his, cheek to cheek, looking
over his shoulder into the gloomy shadows, tensely waiting as he guided his
pulsing spear at the moistened, never entered cavity. He pushed, his thick knob
dilating the tender, unfucked orifice and met the undeniable proof of the young
girl's virginity. He heard her breathless whimper of fear as she felt the ache
from the pressure on her vestal barrier and, for a moment, she tried to twist
away from his lewd, unprincipled assault on her innocent, adolescent body. He
placed his hands on the flare of her firm-fleshed, young hips and he thrust
into her, holding her tightly with his arms so she could not wriggle away.
Bill felt
the give as Sue's hymen yielded and then, with an almost audible implosion, it
ruptured. "NAH! NAH! NOOOO!",
the youngster screamed and she squirmed helplessly as the mountain of flesh
burst into her, her hips retreating down into the hay as she tried, futilely,
to escape the painful invasion of her virgin sex. He screwed his knob into her
treasured ravine and felt the warmth of blood bathing his thick organ as he
settled slowly down on her hot, firm body and lay, crushing her breasts and
belly with his weight, holding his hips away from hers as he allowed her time
to adjust to the expansion of her underage fuckwell before skewering the young
girl with its substantial remainder.
The eleven
year old girl felt as if her whole lower body was going to split asunder, an
agonizing pressure seeming to be forcing her pelvis to widen and a hot ache
permeated her hips and belly. "Nah...Aahhh...hurts...naahhh…
hurts...hurrrts," she moaned, "You're haahhh...hanh…hurrrttinngg
meee..."
The young
man looked down at the pretty, young girl beneath him, her full-lipped, small
mouth twisted in a grimace of fearful apprehension, her big eyes flooded with
tears. For a moment he felt shame at what he was doing but, as he raised his
upper body from hers and his hot gaze took in the upthrust, hard-nippled
breasts and the defensive bulge of her navel, his shame was subordinated to his
lustful desire to complete the transformation of this ripe, young beauty into a
woman.
The
initial pain, as her cherry broke, passed quickly but the ache from her
cock-stretched sheath continued to pervade her adolescent loins as her cousin
lifted his chest from her breasts. Her tear-filled eyes looked down to where
she could feel the expansion of her tender sheath and her gaze rested in wonder
and fear on the great, thick, rigid rod which jutted out at her and in her.
“Hanh?
N…n...no...Oohhh nooo," the
girl whimpered with fright. Already it felt to her as if some great, huge stake
filled her but she could see, thick and ribbed by veins, more than a
handbreadth of his penis not yet in her. "Nah… yuh...yuh can't? It won't
fit? Yuh'll kill me?"
"You
can take it, Sue...don't worry...the worst is
over," the young man said softly, barely restraining his urge to bury his
whole organ in her shapely, young body. "Touch it, Sue. I want you to
touch it."
He guided
her hand down to where they were joined and, although she resisted, she was so
cowed by his hugeness that her resistance was inconsequential. He forced her
clenched hand open and, at his insistence, she tried to span the girth of the
thickly veined staff. It felt silky and incredibly hard and then she began
gently to slip her fingers up and down and round the organ, feeling it,
squeezing it, and wondering at it. And she could see, in the dim light, his
large, dangling testicles swaying above her widespread thighs.
"Uh?
Uh, Bill? Are yuh gonna? Like? Put it all in?" and, as she spoke,
her other hand moved down, of her own volition, to also stroke and fondle his
genitals, tentatively cupping the heavy love-eggs.
"When
you're ready for it, Sue.
Not until then," and he flexed his organ within the tightly
clasping passage, sending more aching thrills coursing through the youngster's
inexperienced body.
The young
girl strained her legs wider apart until they were almost at right angles to
the line of her body, trying to relieve the still agonizing pressure that
threatened to split her asunder but, as she felt the hugely invading shaft
swell rhythmically, a burning tingling began to suffuse her loins and the
discomfort was replaced by a hot urge to move her hips. But she was too
frightened to do so.
"You're
ready, Sue baby. You're getting looser already," Bill said as the grip of
her sheath lessened perceptibly. Holding her hips rigidly in place, he began a
slow thrust and withdrawal and the youngster's eyes widened in dismay as, inch
by tortured inch, more of the huge pole disappeared inside her aching twat.
"Nah?
Anh?
Aaannhh? Bill? C...c...can't...can't stand it," she
moaned but, even though it felt to her as if he was going right up into her
belly, the agonizing ache from being so hugely expanded was giving her a hot,
jellied feeling and her moans mellowed into gasps of pure yielding and joining
as she was skewered by the mammoth pole.
The young
girl's tender passage constricted like a tight glove around his long arm of stiff
flesh, her excruciating but delightful tightness making the man wonder if she
was, in fact, too young to take his huge organ. Her never fucked sheath
squeezed and pulverized his penis within its narrow confines, in a way,
punishing him as he was punishing her. With each thrust he seemed to find new
depths although his organ had long disappeared to its utmost limit into her
shapely, adolescent body. His penis within her was painful and heavy,
thickening, expanding, seeming to swell to incredible size as he ground and
swiveled against her with no consideration for her youth or her sexual
inexperience.
Sue could
not distinguish any longer between the deep ache from being so mercilessly
stretched by her cousin's rampant tool and the hot waves of salacious excitement
that pervaded her pubescent loins. Despite the aching expansion of her juvenile
cunt, her hips wriggled and swayed under him, crinkling the flesh of her belly
in little momentary ridges as she moved up to her lewdly degenerate seducer. He
was plumbing the innermost depths of her underaged body and only her legs could
writhe and struggle and her central opening slip and jerk against the rigid
pain of her first fuck.
Not since
he was fifteen had the unprincipled young man been in an eleven year old girl
although, up until then, he had taken special pleasure from at least seven
pubescent girls of that age, some but not all of them virgins. Now, as he
ploughed Sue's plump, tight, hairless quim, he savoured the lewd triumph of
initiating the pretty youngster and expanding her juicy, unsullied fuckwell
with his mammoth tool.
And then,
inevitably, the skillful rape of the innocent youngster produced the reaction
her unprincipled assailant had wanted. "Huh? Unh?
Unh?" the girl gasped as a previously unknown heat blossomed in her
juvenile loins and her unschooled, young body went out of control, her trim
hips arching and rotating and her tight sheath contracting as she reached her
first ever fuck-produced orgasm.
Bill came
down, full-weight on the writhing, panting young girl, grinding against the
smooth, hairless bulge of her mons, digging deeper into the deliciously tight
depths of her body, as she squirmed and wriggled beneath him. He felt his
pent-up, long-contained semen begin its rush from his swollen, aching testicles
as the frantic youngster bucked and heaved in her ecstatic, obscene transport.
Sue cried
out, a shrill scream of completion that carried beyond the thunder and the beat
of rain on the shed roof. She did not understand what was happening to her, nor
did she care. Her nubile body arched up to the man above her and she felt the
wet, warm liquid shooting up into her unused, inexperienced passage, the hot
jets of semen scorching the sensitive depths of her pubescent loins.
The
college student ground against his quivering, twitching young cousin, her tight
channel milking the spurting juices of his lust into the innermost reaches of
her juvenile being. He felt her collapse and go limp and she uttered a faint
cry, as if she was saying it was done. And it was.
"My
God, Sue!" he panted, "You're fabulous! I never had anyone like you.
Was it good for you, too?"
His semen
felt heavy and wet in the depths of her cock-plugged, adolescent vagina and, as
her cousin's big body crushed her deeper into the musty hay, Sue was too
overcome by what she had just experienced to be able at first to reply. She
felt Bill's hairy chest rubbing against her swollen breasts and the
scratchiness of his pubic hair against her own hairless mons. She marveled that
she had taken his cock, all of it, up into her body and, even now after he had
given her the most intense pleasure she'd ever experienced, and in spite of the
continuing ache from being so totally stretched, she was willing to keep on.
"Han...annh
Bill...Bill...it was fab...'cept you hurt me at first. Am I good as Cathy?"
"Better,
baby...you're the tightest girl I've ever had," and there was a sucking,
gurgling sound from her cum-flooded vagina as he withdrew from the snug
enclosure and rolled off her.
"I...I
never knew...like that guys was as big as you.
Are you bigger than most?" she asked innocently as she fondled his
partially deflated tool.
"I'm
pretty big, I guess. But it wasn't too
big, was it?"
"Not
after you got me...you know...not after the first.. Do
you? Like? Cathy talked about? You know? Other places?"
Bill
pressed a finger to her small, full lipped mouth and his other hand cupped her
firmly rounded bottom. "We do, Sue. All girls do. And next time, I'll show
you how." He slipped a finger between her lips and, as she instinctively
sucked on it, he teased her tiny bumhole, the nether orifice greasy with the
juices that had escaped from her gism- sodden vagina. In fact, baby, I think
now would be a good time.."
Just then
they heard a car door slam and they realized that her mother was home.
"Maybe we'd better wait," Bill said, his urgency dampened by the way
her juvenile passage had drained him.
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