This story is entirely fiction. These people don't exist except in my imagination. While I enjoy reading and writing about older men with young girls 10-20, I have never actually done anything remotely similar -- not that I wouldn't like to.

Needless to say, this story belongs to me. You can share it with friends but don't rip it off for any kind of personal gain without my written authorization.

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                               Last Weekend (Mg12) Part 2



Like I was telling you, I met this guy Phil and we did stuff together last Saturday. Cool stuff that felt really, really good. He was so patient and gentle, not like those asshole boys at my school. I mean, I sucked his dick until he shot his white stuff and he licked my pussy until I had an orgasm. A REAL orgasm! I never had one like that when I rubbed myself.

So, anyway, he was real happy when I told him I didn't have to go home that night. He fixed dinner and we drank more wine and then we watched some dirty DVDs he had. Wow! Were those ever cool! But they were all older people over 18. No one my age. 

Phil had to explain some of the stuff we were watching, like why a guy would want to fuck a girl from behind. Phil says that it feels better to a girl when the guy's dick rubs her clit. He says the angle is better. Whatever. It looked like fun but I don't know if I could take a big one like that in my little pussy. I think it would hurt

Then there were two girls doing stuff with each other. Wow! They took turns pushing things shaped liked boys' dicks into each other pussies and then they laid down head-to-toe and licked each other -- both at the same time! That was sooo cool. I got to thinking about Louisa and me doing something like that. Maybe Phil could teach Louisa and me both.

Then he had one DVD of an old guy like him fucking a girl my age. Really. She just had little boobies like mine and not much hair around her pussy. I think she was the same age I am. She was moaning and begging him to keep on fucking her and she had a big screaming orgasm like I always imagined. Wow! But I said I didn't think a big dick like that would fit inside me. He said this guy he knows makes tapes of young boys and girls doing it and he said boys have smaller dicks. He even showed me some pictures of young boys with hard-ons and I said maybe they would fit.

Phil said he knew the guy who made the tape would pay $500 to a girl who would let him tape her first time. Wow! $500! I could buy some cool stuff with $500. He said he could call the guy tonight and we could go over to his studio tomorrow and I would have the money by dinnertime. I said I'd think about it.

So, we're sitting there watching Phil's porn tapes and I'm getting all horny again 'cause he's got his hand on my leg and we're kissing and stuff. Pretty soon he's rubbing my pussy through my shorts again and he asked if I wanted to take them off. I said 'Yes' and took off both my shorts and my panties. I really liked it when his finger got all slippery and he rubbed my clit. He took off his pants, too, so we were sitting on the sofa almost naked and he's got this big hard-on and his hand is on my pussy and my pussy is, like, all wet. It was kinda embarassing 'cause he hadn't done anything yet but I was, like, gushing this gooey stuff all over his hand.

Then he took his finger outta my pussy and he put it in his mouth and sucked all the goo off. Wow! He must really like that stuff. Pretty soon, he slipped off the couch and got between my legs and started to lick me like before. I was in heaven it felt so good. I put my legs over his shoulders and leaned back and just let him do it for maybe 15 minutes. I think I came two or three times but I never wanted him to stop.


After a while, he pulled me down on the floor with him and he got on his hands and knees above me but facing the other way. He started again to lick my pussy but now his dick was right above my face, just like in the porno. I knew I was supposed to suck it so I reached up and brought it into my mouth. This was better than ever. His cock tasted so sweet and his tongue on my clit was pushing me higher and higher -- all at the same time.

Before I knew it, he was saying, "Here it comes, babe." So I held it with one hand so that the tip was just barely in my mouth and, WHOOSH, a big gob of his cum spurted out and into my mouth. I swallowed it quickly, like he told me, and another gob came right behind it. I was still swallowing that one when he spurted again, all over my nose and mouth. I couldn't swallow fast enough. He shot maybe five or six gobs of cum on me and then he said, "Suck it dry, sweetie. Get your mouth on it again and suck!"

I did what he said and got to taste his cum now 'cause it was just dribbling out now. It was kinda sweet and salty all at the same, kinda gooey, too, but I liked the taste. I took my finger and wiped the stuff off my nose and from around my mouth and sucked it off, too. Phil turned around and I saw his face was all gooey, too, from my pussy. We both laughed at how silly we looked like that.

I asked Phil what else we could do and he said that we had done everything but fuck and he asked me again about making a tape tomorrow. He said if I let a boy fuck me the first time I would know if he was too big or not. I said I was worried that someone might see it and know it was me. He said they guy sends the tapes to Japan and no one here ever sees them. Even the boy would be Japanese. I thought about it for a while and finally told him 'yes, but only if he promised me that it would be a boy with a small dick and not a big one like his.' He promised and then he called the guy.

"Ok," he said when he got off the phone. "It's all set for tomorrow morning at 11:00."

We sat back on the sofa and watched another porno DVD. It felt really good to have someone sit there with his arm around me and touching me in places where it felt totally good. Not just my pussy but inside my elbow and up high inside my leg and on the back of my knee. He also used his fingertips to rub my eyebrows very, very soft and slow. I never knew eyebrows could make me feel horny, but they do. Phil knew everything about making a girl feel good.

We just had our shirts on, no pants, but the room was warm and Phil's body was warm against me and I think I napped for a while before I heard phil saying, "Come on, babe. Let's hit the shower."

He had a shower big enough for the two of us. Not a tub with a shower in it, a real shower. We had a ball soaping each other up. I spent a lot of time washing his dick and his balls and feeling them every which way. His balls are the size of jumbo eggs; they're soooo cool! I looked up at him, smiled and kissed his dick a couple of times. He says he really likes that.

We slept nude. I really liked it. It got too hot after a while but, when we first got into bed he had his whole body pressed up against me and he moved it so it rubbed against me. That is sooo kewl, feeling his warm skin rubbing against my warm skin all over. Now I know why people get married -- so they can sleep together naked. Well, that AND the sex part.

I was thinking about the sex part before I went to sleep. I hoped I liked the boy that was gonna fuck me tomorrow and I hoped he had a small dick so it wouldn't hurt too much. I really wanted Phil to fuck me but I was afraid. I hoped maybe Phil's dick wouldn't hurt after this boy did it first but I really, really wanted to feel Phil up inside me. I don't think I would let a Japanese boy fuck me -- even for $500 -- if I didn't really want to fuck Phil.

Phil made me breakfast and then he said he wanted to check my pussy before we left. I asked him why and he said he wanted to see if my cherry was really still there and what it looked like, so he got me to sit up on the counter with no panties on and spread my legs. He pulled my pussy open and looked for a while. "Yep," he said. "It's still there. So what you do, sweetie, is you grab hold of the sheets and squeeze your hands tight. You'll feel some pressure and a 'pop' or something as he goes into you. It'll hurt right then for a bout a second ot two and then it'll feel good. Got that?"

"Yeah," I said, but I was till scared.

So we drove over to this warehouse area where they guy had his studio. It looked like a real movie set, with lights and stuff all over and fake walls for a bedroom and a kitchen and a schoolroom, with desks and evrything. 

The guy was nice to me and he introduced me to Keishi, who was gonna be my 'costar,' he said. Keishi was young, too, and very shy or maybe just the way Jajpanese are when they meet someone. Anyway, I liked him.

We were gonna do an 'after-school' scene, the guy said. He had this catholic girls'-school uniform with plaid skirt and white blouse and knee-length socks for me to wear. Kaeishi had a dark jacket, white shirt, tie and dark trousers. We were supposed to be looking for a make-out place after school and we come into this classroom and he takes off my panties and drops his trousers and fucks me on the teacher's desk. That didn't sound very comfortable.

Well, anyway, I liked Keishi and I was gonna get $500 for doing it so I changed into the uniform and waited for the guy to get everything ready. Keishi and I held hands outside the classroom door but we didn't say anything. I think we were both too nervous.

Okay. Pretty soon they guy said, "Action," which meant we were supposed to come inside and look around to make sure no one was watching. Keishi backed me up against the desk and started kissing me. Not bad, either. Then he started feeling me up and I started to feel that good feeling and my pussy got slick. We kissed for a while and he unbuttoned my blouse and slipped his hands under my bra and -- wow! -- I got all horny right away. He put his mouth on one titty and sucked it while his hand went under my skirt and starting rubbing me there.

After a couple of minutes, he backed away and pulled my panties down. He undid his belt and pushed his pants and underpants down and I got to see his dick for the first time. Not bad. Not big, either, so I wasn't scared any more. It stuck out in front of him and kinda curved upwards a little. He looked at me and smiled as he stepped forward and guided his dick towards my pussy. I guess I was a little tense. I was sitting on the edge of the desk, leaning back with my hands gripping the edges. Keishi flipped my skirt up and pushed my legs open and them I felt his dick push against my pussy. Oh, shit! Here it came!

He held my hips and pushed but it wasn't in the right spot. I reached down to help him when he pushed again. OUCH!! I felt him push right through and I could feel his dick stretching me, filling me. But I felt this sting right at the outside where he had pushed through me. He pushed way down deep and I heard him say, "Oh, God," and he came, right inside me. Shit! He just got in! He didn't fuck me ten seconds and he came already. I pushed him away and ran into the restroom, tears streaming down my face. "Shit, shit, shit," I was saying over and over again.

Phil ran in after me and took me in his arms. I was crying and he was holding me and swaying back and forth like I was a baby. He kept saying, "It's ok, babe. It's ok." I just wanted to puke right there. I just lost my cherry to this little shit who couldn't even stay in me more than ten seconds.

Pretty soon they guy knocked and asked if he could come in. Phil said ok, so he came in and said I'd need to get ready for the second take. "What second take?" I screamed.

"We need some closeups of him fucking you. We can piece it all together later," the guy said.

"Fuck!" I yelled at him. "I'm not gonna do any 'second take.' Just gimme my money and I'm outta here."

"Wait a minute, sweetie," the guy said. "We're not done yet."

"Maybe not, but I'm done," I said.

"Sweetie, we don't have a movie yet," he said. "We just have part of a movie."

"I don't care," I wailed through my tears. 

"Well, it's like this; no movie, no pay."

"I don't care. Just let me go home."

Phil told the guy I wasn't gonna do any more today and that he would talk to me to see if I would finish the movie another day. The guy just said, "Oh, fuck you both," and stomped out. Phil helped me change clothes and took me home.

"I'm sorry the way it worked out," he said on the way home. "I think that kid was a virgin, too."

"Maybe, but it wasn't fun like I thought it was gonna be."

"It was just the wrong guy," he said.

"Maybe so. I just wish it was you."

"Me, too."

"Maybe we could try it, you and me," I said.

"We'll see." He didn't say anything more  until we got home. Then he took me upstairs to the bathroom and wet a washrag with warm water and washed my pussy for me. It felt good. There was a little bit of blood on the washrag. Not much, but I was still kinda tender there. He said we should both lie down and take a nap and we could talk later, so we got undressed again and laid down on top of the sheets since it was a warm afternoon. He felt so good with his skin against mine again. I felt safe and comfortable with him.

I woke up all sweaty 'cause Phil's body was so hot against me. He was still asleep and looked so peaceful and relaxed. I was glad I could do that for him. He made me feel good, too. He was lying on his back and his dick was all limp and everything. I wanted to touch it so I took one finger and rubbed it as softly as I could. It twitched when I touched it so I rubbed it some more and it started to grow, little by little. This was sooo kewl!

It got bigger and stiffer and so I wrapped my fingers around it as softly as I could. Phil started to breath differently -- faster and deeper -- whenever I moved my hand or squeezed it a little. I think he was still asleep, though. I tried to move very slowly, so he wouldn't wake up, and I got on my knees beside him and lifted his cock to my mouth and let it slip inside. MMmmmmmm. It tasted good. I moved slowly with my hand and mouth up and down while Phil started to breathe heavily through his mouth. His hips started to move, too, with my hand and mouth. I moved faster and then, suddenly he opened his eyes and his body stiffened and I felt the first spurt of his cum in my mouth. "Oh, Jesus," he said as he filled my mouth with his white stuff and I tried to swallow fast enough to keep from choking. I didn't choke but some of his stuff ran out of the corner of my mouth as I sucked him dry.

I was sucking him real hard, with my cheeks all pulled in and my hand milking the last drops out of him, when he said, "Oh, baby, you're so fucking good at this I may never let you go home." I smiled and took his cock out of my mouth.

"Hello, again," I said. "Do you feel better now?"

"I feel great. The question is, how do you feel?"

"I feel ok," I said. "But I think I want you to fuck me tonight."

"Oh, sweetie, you know I want to. But I gotta rest a few minutes. I can't go again right away."

"How come? I want to feel you inside me."

"Guys are like that," he said. "We need a few minutes to 'recharge.'" 

"Ok, but then I want to do it."

"We'll try, baby. Let's go downstairs first and have a bite to eat."

I hadn't realized how late it was but it was almost 6 p.m. and we hadn't eaten anything since breakfast. The house was still quite warm so we went naked. I could get used to that. He squeezed my butt as we walked down the hall and I stopped on the stairs and turned around and kissed his dick. 

Phil made some soup and grilled cheese sandwiches and we ate in front of the TV and watched the news. Just the same old political stuff, sports that I never paid any attention to and a story about a guy sticking up a gas station. Same old crap. We finished our food and I curled up against him and put my hand in his lap and felt his dick. It was soft again but I played with it for a while as we watched some dumb show.

"You really want it, don't you?" he said at last.

"Yeah," I said as I gave him a little squeeze. He was hard again by now. I got up from the sofa, still holding his cock and pulled him toward the stairs. "Come give it to me," I said in my sexiest voice. I led him upstairs, still holding his hard cock, and pushed him down on the bed.

"I gotta get you ready," he said as he pulled me after him.

"I'm already ready," I said, running my own finger through my slit and holding it for him to see how wet it was.

"I guess you are," he said. "Turn over. Let's see if this big cock is gonna go inside that sweet little pussy of yours. Up on your knees."

I remembered seeing some people fucking like this on one of Phil's porno disks, so I raised my butt up high and leaned on my elbows on the bed. Phil unrolled a condom from the nightstand next to the bed and told me to watch how he put it on. He said I had enough risk from that kid this morning and he didn't want me to risk any more. Then he squirted some stuff on his dick and smeared it around. Next I felt his dick, kinda cold, touching my pussy. So far, so good.

He used one hand to guide his cock while he pushed forward slowly. I felt it spear into me a little. I felt myself opening up and then felt my pussy wrapping around the head of his dick as he slipped it farther in. It didn't hurt. Well, maybe a little 'cause it was stretching me a little and I never felt that before.

He pushed some more and I felt it slide down deeper and I could feel it like a big sausage going into a glove. Oh, wow! That was his dick going into my pussy -- and really deep, too. It felt GOOD! Yeah. It felt GREAT! "Yeah, yeah," I started saying. "Yeah, Phil, do it more."

Pretty soon he was all the way in, I think, 'cause I felt his stomach against my ass. He just stopped there for a while. Then I felt him pull back slowly. Very slowly. Oh, my, it felt so good when his dick was sliding out, little by little. Then all I could feel was the tip of him splitting my pussy like at first but soon he was going forward again, pushing it down, down, down inside me. OMIGOD it felt soooo good!

He held my hips now and started to move in and out. I was so wet and sloppy in my pussy that I could hear the slurping sounds as his cock went in and out. He went faster and faster and the friction of his cock against the walls of my pussy made feel so good that my toes started to curl. I was panting and moaning, "Oh, God...Oh, God," as he fucked me silly.

He went even faster. OMIGOD, this was soooo good! His balls were slapping against my pussy when he went deep. I heard, 'SLURP,' 'Slap' with every stroke. OMIGOD! I feel it coming. I feel it in my legs and coming higher. I feel the wave. "Oh, fuck! I'm cumming," I yelled. "I'm cumming," as the wave pased through my body and my pussy heaved and aqueezed down on his cock. 

He stopped and I felt his cock pulsing inside me -- a wonderful feeling -- as he filled his condom. My pussy was pulsing, too, squeezing and releasing his cock as I came, too. Oh, shit, this was good. Then I collapsed onto the bed and Phil came down right on top of me. I realized we were both sweating. I could feel the droplets between us and a little river of sweat rolled down my ribs. I was exhausted and so was Phil. We didn't move for five minutes, I bet.

Phil stirred first, lifting himself off me and rolling onto his side beside me. "How was that, sweetie?" he whispered into my ear.

I turned my head to him, moved closer and gave him a long, soft kiss. "That was the best ever," I said.

"You're not sore?"

"Yeah, a bit, but it was still just super," I said. "Even better than I expected."

"Good, because THAT"S the way it's supposed to be, not like that kid this morning."

"Yeah. That was kinda dumb." We lay there for perhaps an hour before I realized I had to get home 'cause my folks would be back later that evening. Phil suggested I shower first so I wouldn't smell like sex. I did and then got dressed so he could drive me home...well, actually to about two blocks from home.

I walked into the house and Rob was sitting there watching TV. "Where ya been, runt?" he asked.

"I went to the mall."

"Oh. Ok," he said and went back to watching TV.

He had no clue.

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I write, usually about a young girl and an older man, for my own pleasure. My stories usually have a kernel of an actual event in them but they are sheer fantasy. I will sometimes see a young girl at the market or riding a bicycle or waiting in line with friends for a movie and my body will literally twitch with excitement. Not just ANY girl; some girls. There is no way I would ever approach one of these girls but I do fix an image in my mind of their faces, figures, clothes and body language. I then dream, like a perverted Walter Mitty, about what might have happened had we actually met. 

I always enjoy comments, good or bad. Nice things encourage me to write more. Critical things encourage me to write better. I get about one comment for every 1,000 times my stories are read.  Now, that's what I call "indifference." Surely SOME of you feel something --
good or bad -- after reading one.  Help me out here by letting me know what
you feel.  I'll try to do more of something you like and less of something
you don't like.  Just say SOMETHING for chrissakes!

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