Subject:     Doing It On the School Swingset 
Story Codes: mf, oral 
Diary Date:  August 24, 1999 
Author:      Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>

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Summary:

Steve was the sixteen year-old brother of my best friend. When I was fourteen 
he was at the receiving end of my first blow job.  It wasn’t long before he 
took my virginity and after that we had sex as often as he would give it to 
me.  Steve was definitely a busy boy that summer trying to keep up with the 
demands of my newly released sexuality.  Somehow I don’t think he was 
complaining!

Table of Contents:  
   Chapter 1 – Bike Riding  
   Chapter 2 – Playground BJ  
   Chapter 3 – Sex on a Swing


Chapter 1 – Bike Riding
=======================

One day Steve and I had been riding our bikes and it was near dusk so we 
started heading towards my house. I was wearing my favorite cutoffs for bike 
riding.  I had ripped them so high that I didn't dare wear them into a store 
or most public place as I would’ve probably been asked to leave for indecent 
exposure!  Naturally Steve loved me to wear them when we went bike riding 
because most of my ass was on display, especially when I leaned way forward 
on some of the steep hills in my neighborhood – probably why he always wanted 
me to take the lead!  Of course I never wore panties under them because I 
loved to tease Steve when I sat down by spreading my legs just wide enough 
for him to get a glimpse of my fuzzy brown pussy hair peeking out the sides.

On top I was wearing my favorite stretch tube halter.  I liked it was because 
it allowed my nipples to easily poke through and, best of all, it was easily 
pushed out of the way but still easy to pull back in place – perfect for the 
occasional flash.  It goes without saying that there was no way a bra was 
going to fit under that little thing! My boobs were so small I really didn't 
need a bra anyway but sometimes I wore one just to give him something to play 
with.

Along the way we had to stop and wait to cross a busy four-lane road.  As 
usual, the traffic was terrible this late at night and without a stoplight, 
it was looking like it would be a bit before we had an opportunity to cross.  
Steve, never one to pass up an opportunity of his own, pulled up right next 
to me and I felt his hand slide between my ass and the bike seat.  I couldn't 
help but wiggle a little in response to his hand as it started massaging my 
butt.

“Steve! People can see us you horny jerk!” I said, pretending to be annoyed. 
In reality I loved it when he touched me “inappropriately”, no matter where 
we were. In fact, I thought it was fun when we fooled around in public and 
people would stare at us as if they simply couldn't believe what we were 
doing.  Some, especially the older women, would frown and shake their heads 
in disgust but most of the guys didn't seem to mind the show.  I imagined 
more than a few went home with bruises on their sides from the stiletto 
elbows they got from their wives when they caught their guy looking at us!

“Ahhhhhh, who cares?” he said with a grin, “Just a bunch of horny guys 
heading home from work.  Why not give ‘em something to think about?”

I shook my head but at the same time I wasn't doing anything to stop him from 
touching me.  As they say, actions speak louder than words! If anything, I 
leaned forward and lifted myself off the seat just enough to make it easier 
for him to feel me up.  He noticed my little movement and responded by 
slipping his hand even further under my ass.  I was wondering just how far he 
was going to go when I got my answer.  One of his fingers started working its 
way under the crotch of my shorts until I felt it sliding into my pussy!  I 
was pretty wet already from the anticipation and so he slid easily up inside 
of me to the first knuckle or so.

“Steve!” I exclaimed, genuinely a little concerned now, “C’mon, you can’t do 
THAT! There’s someone behind us!”

“Yep – and I know you love it, you fucking slut!” Steve said as he pushed his 
finger even further up into me.  “Hmmm, somebody’s horny!” he laughed as he 
felt the wetness of my pussy on his finger.

Yes, I WAS horny and yes, there was indeed a big green SUV behind us.  I 
glanced back and I could see that inside was your stereotypical soccer mom 
with the standard issue two kids, both of whom looked to be around ten to 
twelve years old.  Well mom, it’s never too early for them to learn about the 
facts of life!  In reality, it wasn't likely that the kids even noticed what 
Steve was doing to me and even if they did, to them it probably looked like 
he just had his hand under my ass.  Mom, however, I was sure knew EXACTLY was 
going on right in front of her.  Steve had been working his finger even 
deeper into me and I couldn't resist moving my ass up and down just a little, 
literally fucking his finger right there in the middle of traffic!

The sheer naughtiness of it had me soaking wet and I was thinking I might be 
able to makes myself cum when the soccer mom evidently thought that enough 
was enough.  She honked her horn at us but it was too late, I didn’t care 
what she thought at this point.  Heck, it wouldn’t have mattered to me at 
this point if the whole neighborhood was watching.  In fact, that would have 
only made it even better! Steve, however, jumped nervously at the sound of 
the horn and for a moment it seemed he was going to lose his nerve as he 
tried to pull his finger out of me.  I reached back and grabbed his hand, 
holding it in place.  “Don’t you DARE stop now,” I begged him, “You started 
this you bastard, don't stop NOW!”

I leaned my head back more and moaned loudly as his finger plunged into me 
again.  I didn't worry about being quiet as with all the traffic noise nobody 
was going to hear me anyway.  Can you believe it? Good heavens I was actually 
starting to cum standing over my bike in full view of some lady and her kids!  
It may not have been the biggest orgasm I ever had but I felt that warm glow 
I loved so dearly between my legs and it even raised goose bumps on my arms 
as I gripped the handlebars tightly.  I could feel myself cumming on Steve’s 
finger, almost like I was peeing on him.  When I finished, or at least for 
the most part, he pulled his finger out of me and immediately stuck it in his 
mouth like a sucker.

“Mmmmmmm, you’re tasting especially sweet today,” he said with a devilish 
grin.  “I guess it must be doing it in the great outdoors.”

Then he put his finger in my mouth for me to taste.  Mmmmmmm indeed! I WAS 
tasting pretty damn good! Then again, I’ve always loved the taste of my pussy 
from the first time as a little girl when I explored myself laying in bed.  
As I got older I learned that the hornier I got the better I tasted and I was 
downright delicious at this moment!

My thoughts were interrupted as the soccer mom honked at us again.  This time 
it was probably more out of impatience for us to get out of the way than 
protesting our little show.  Either way, I looked back at her and grinned and 
wiggled my ass.  She gave me with a horrified look which simply made me 
laugh.  I was thinking of ways I could show off a little more to the prude 
but I didn't get the chance as just then the traffic finally cleared.

Steve and I quickly crossed the road to continue on the way home while she 
turned to head off for another part of town.  I wonder if she told her 
husband when she got home what she had seen – or least what she THOUGHT she 
had seen?  Better yet, I would have loved to have known what her kids were 
asking her about what those two people were doing at the stop sign! “Mommy, 
why did that boy have his hand on her bottom?”


Chapter 2 –Playground BJ
========================

It was still about a mile to my house and on the way we passed an old 
elementary school where we turned to cut through the playground.  It must 
have been thirty or forty years old with an old playground in the back 
surrounded by large overgrown hedges and trees that isolated it from the 
neighborhood.  They had closed it last year after building a new school 
complex but the swings and stuff were still there for the neighborhood kids 
to play on.

I pulled over by the swing set and jumped on one of the seats.  I called over 
to Steve telling him to come over and give me a push.  As he approached me I 
leaned back a bit and spread my tanned legs wide apart for him to get a 
better view.  I only had a bit of short fuzzy brown pubic hair and I wasn’t 
shaving yet so when my cutoffs rode deep into my pussy crack my hair stuck 
out on both sides of what little denim that tried valiantly to cover my pussy 
- but failed miserably in its duties.

"Oh Stevie boy... see anything you like?" I called out to him in the sexiest 
tone I could.

Judging by the smile on his face and the quickly growing bulge in his shorts 
I could tell he certainly did! I think his little head was doing all the 
thinking for the big head at this point because as soon as he got up close to 
me he unzipped his shorts and out popped that hard cock I’d grown to love so 
much in the past month or so. It also had the distinction of being the ONLY 
cock I’d ever sucked and I liked to think of it as something that belonged to 
me.

I loved Steve’s cock, almost like it was some sort of pet.  It was always 
ready for me to suck it and make it cum whenever I was hungry for it – and 
that was quite often, believe me! I’d only started sucking his cock a few 
weeks ago and the newness of it had not yet worn off – and hopefully it never 
would.  Steve teased me sometimes that the only reason I went out with him 
was because he let me suck his cock whenever I wanted.  There may have been 
more truth in that statement than he realized.  After all, it’s not just guys 
that can date for sex.

"God, you are SUCH a slut! Well, does this answer your question?” he said, 
waving his dick around, knowing how much that teased me.

“Let me guess, is my horny little girlfriend hungry for the real thing now?"

I grinned broadly at that. Silly question - I was ALWAYS hungry for his 
wonderful cock and just any kind sex in general.  He stepped up closer to me 
so his dick was just an inch or so away from my face.  We had been riding our 
bikes pretty hard and I could smell the musky combination of sweat and sex 
which made me only want to taste him even more.

"Will you just quit teasing me and come closer,” I demanded. “Ahhhhhh, it 
looks so lonely and cold, do you want me to make it warm and cozy?"

Steve certainly didn't need an invitation.  By now he knew what I craved and 
besides, he wanted the same thing so while I hung onto the swing he slid his 
hard cock into my open mouth. My tongue started to wander and tease the tip 
just the way I knew he liked me to touch him.  My tongue moved around as my 
lips caressed the bottom ridge of his cock head.

Steve gasped out loud as he felt his cock in my mouth. "Oh god Kelly, I can't 
believe how good you can make my cock feel! Ahhhhhh, suck my dick you fucking 
little cunt. That's it... lick it just like that!"

I may not have been sucking cock for very long but I felt that I was already 
pretty damn good at it.  It just goes to show that when you love doing 
something you learn quickly and I was learning FAST.  I got a kick out of the 
way Steve reacted when he even thought that I MIGHT suck his cock.  Once his 
dick was in my mouth it was like he was completely under my spell, willing to 
do anything just to get me to keep his cock in my mouth.

Steve's cock was just the right size for me at this age - small enough that 
it was easy for me to take all of him into my mouth without having to deep 
throat him (I wasn't ready for THAT quite yet), but large enough to feel nice 
and big inside of me when he fucked me.  I loved to bury my face in his 
crotch, holding him inside of my mouth and feeling his bushy black pubic hair 
tickle my face.  Steve kept himself clean for me which I also appreciated. He 
always smelled and tasted so good! At this moment I could smell the strong 
odor of his crotch with him being all sweaty from bike riding which was a 
turn-on for me.

I held my head still when Steve groaned and started stroking himself in and 
out, fucking my mouth as if it was my pussy.  I loved the feel of his crotch 
hitting me in the face, my mouth pushing against the base of his cock as he 
thrust forward into me.  Steve put both of his hands on the back of my head, 
pulling me tighter into him as he moved faster and faster.

I let go of the swing and put my hands on his bare butt, one on each cheek, 
squeezing his luscious tight ass as it clenched each time he pushed himself 
into my mouth.  I could always tell when Steve was getting more aroused from 
the way he would start talking dirty to me. The closer he got to cumming, the 
more he talked and the nastier his vocabulary became.

"That's it Kelly, yeah that's it... Take my big dick in your mouth... God I 
love fucking your face.  You’re such a slut, just little whore.  Damn you 
look so slutty sucking my dick!”

He just went on and on, calling me nasty names and urging me on.  It wasn't 
that long ago when if a guy had called me a slut, let alone a whore, I 
would’ve been furious. I STILL didn't really care much for the whore nickname 
but I knew Steve wasn't really thinking straight whenever we had sex so I 
just ignored it during those times.  Now that I realized how much I loved sex 
though, the slut label took on a whole new meaning to me.  If some guy saw me 
as a slut then I assumed that it meant he thought I was hot and enjoyed sex.  
Well, I certainly wasn't going to argue with that so now being called a slut 
had actually become a compliment to me!

Regardless of what Steve might think, the truth was I never did anything with 
him that I didn't want to.  I was always the one in control, even when I let 
him THINK he was in control. After all, it was MY teeth surrounding his cock!  
Fortunately for him, right now the thing I wanted most to do was suck his 
hard dick until it exploded in my mouth so we were both getting what we 
wanted.

Keeping his lovely cock in my mouth, I slipped off my shorts so I was sitting 
bare-ass in the swing.  I slid my tube top down from my boobs and instantly 
my nipples tingled from the touch of the cool evening air.  Holding onto the 
swing for balance with one hand, I fondled my pussy with the other which was 
still pretty wet from Steve’s earlier stop sign fingering, even more so if 
anything thanks to the excitement of sucking him right smack in the middle of 
a public playground where anybody coming by would see us

I could tell Steve was getting close to cumming as his stokes got faster and 
he was ramming himself deeper into my mouth with each one.  As I worked my 
clit it became swollen and soooooo wonderfully sensitive! I heard him groan 
and then felt his cock expand ever so slightly and so I pulled him partly out 
of my mouth just in time before his dick exploded into my mouth.

The feel of his hot semen bursting into my mouth and the rubbing of my clit 
was bringing me to another orgasm, but this one was much better than the 
little thing I had on the bike.  I held my mouth still and let his cock 
squirt his sperm again and again into my mouth.  Even though I had pulled him 
out a bit to make room, some of it still began to run down the sides of my 
mouth and it dripped from my chin as I just sat there and allowed the 
wonderful sensations of my orgasm run through my body. 

After his last load was delivered he held himself still in my mouth, shaking 
it to get the last drop of cum out.  Then he pulled it out from my mouth and 
watched me as I let out a long low guttural moan.  It wasn't until then that 
he realized I was cumming again and he watched as his naughty little 
girlfriend came hard, fingering her pussy for him to watch.


Chapter 3 – Sex on a Swing
==========================

As my orgasm ebbed I opened my eyes and saw he was ready to go again.  Well, 
that was my horny boyfriend for you! I just loved the way his cock stayed 
hard after he came.  Even after a couple of times it didn't take long for me 
to get him ready again.  My dad use to tease me about it, asking me how many 
times Steve could cum on one date.  I don’t think he believed me when I told 
him once that Steve had fucked me four times during one date but really, that 
was the truth! From my dad’s comments I guess when guys get older they lose 
stamina in more than one way!

Steve licked his lips as he looked at me the way a hungry dog would look at a 
raw steak.  My pussy tingled as I knew what it meant when he looked at me 
that way.  Some girls try to claim they hate it when men look at them as just 
sexual objects.  Oh bull! At times like this I found it incredibly exciting 
that I could drive a man into this state of mind just by having him look at 
me! If that made me an “object” to him, so what so long as he fucked me? I 
knew what he wanted before he said it but I still loved hearing him tell me 
that he wanted me.

“So, ready for more you little slut?" he growled at me, “God, you’re SUCH a 
fucking whore!”

Yep, he was REALLY horny now! I just looked up at him and grinned, the taste 
of his cum still overwhelming my mouth.  I knew what he wanted and I also 
knew he loved me to beg for it so I responded, “Oh yeah, lick my tight wet 
pussy.   Please... Oh god I need it so bad!"

I lifted my legs up and spread them wide apart.  Steve grabbed them and 
draped them over his shoulders as he kneeled between my smooth thighs.  I 
watched his face while he stared at my fuzzy pussy as if it was the first 
time he had seen it, licking his lips like a cat after a drinking a bowl of 
milk.

"Damn Kelly, I can never get enough of your pussy.  Wow, I love looking at it 
when it’s all fuzzy and wet like this."

The heck with these games! I was getting way too horny to mess around much 
more.  My pussy was throbbing as I waited for his tongue to be on me so I 
just grabbed his head and started to pull him towards me. "The hell with 
looking at it! Lick it dammit!"

I pulled his head to my crotch where he was only too glad to oblige me.  
Steve knew by now just where my hot spots were and he started to lick me all 
over with his wet tongue.  He softly grabbed my clit between his teeth, 
making me almost jump right out of the swing.  It was still incredibly 
sensitive from my last orgasm and it was like an electric shock had run 
through me when he grabbed it.

"Oh my god!” I exclaimed, “That feels so damn good! Keep going and don't you 
DARE stop until I tell you to."

Steve explored my pussy with his tongue as my hand reaching down to rub my 
clit.   The two of us worked on my pussy until it was overflowing again with 
my juices and his spit.  His face was wet and I could tell from the grin on 
his face that he was loving the smell and taste of me.  Then I suddenly 
pushed him away.  He looked totally confused but an idea had just come to my 
mind, a wonderfully naughty one.

"Ok Steve, I know what I want now.  I want to ride you while you’re on the 
swing.  I want you to fuck me as we swing back and forth!"

Steve got this huge grin on his face.  Then he looked around a bit nervously 
but there was nobody near us and I don't think anybody in any of the nearby 
homes could see us through the trees and bushes.  It was starting to get dark 
anyway so even if someone DID see us they probably would just see our 
outlines at most.

Did it really matter anyway? As horny as we both were at this point I don't 
think we would have really cared if was had an audience watching us! I stood 
up and we switched places on the swing. In the process I peeled off my tube 
top so if anyone should happen to stop by they would have seen me completely 
naked except for my sneakers. The odds of that happening were actually pretty 
low but I still loved the way it made me feel as I stood there, knowing that 
there were a dozen homes within sight of the playground if they only knew 
where to look.  Steve was naked as well by now and I took all of him in, 
admiring his slim athletic body and the way his hard cock pointed up at the 
sky like it was ready to blast off.  Who cares who could see us? All I could 
think about was him putting it inside of me as soon as possible, to feel him 
in me as far as he could push it.

"Ready big boy?” I asked him seductively.

Steve looked around once more time before answering. As horny as he was and 
as bad as he wanted to fuck me, I think in the back of his mind he had images 
of someone calling out from one of the nearby homes, asking us what we were 
doing.

“Damn, I can't believe I let you talk me into doing this,” he said in a 
hoarse voice, “You’re fucking crazy, you know!”

I laughed and reached out to grab the chains.  Then I pulled myself up and 
over him, straddling his waist in the process.  As I slowly lowered myself 
down on him he used his hands to guide his cock into my soaking wet pussy 
hole.  Once I felt him pressing against my pussy I wiggled my butt a bit to 
help him push into my tight pussy.  I hadn’t lost my virginity all that long 
ago and despite my almost daily fuckings from Steve, he usually had a hard 
time getting himself in me the first time. It was especially difficult now as 
I couldn't help him because I had to hold myself up with both arms.

Fortunately, Steve had fucked me (and Lord only knows how many other girls 
before me) enough times to know what he was doing and suddenly it felt like I 
was literally being split apart as his cock successfully penetrated me.  I 
loved the sensations created in me when his cock first violated me.  It still 
hurt just a little the first time he put it in me as it felt like my pussy 
was being stretched apart to allow him inside but that quickly turned to 
intense pleasure once the thick head passed through my pussy opening.

I kept letting myself down until finally I could feel his thighs against my 
bare ass and I knew I had his entire cock inside of me.  I looked down and I 
could see his dark thick pubic hair smashed against my fuzzy pussy.  All I 
could see was the very base of his cock as the rest disappeared inside of me.  
It was always such a turn-on for me to see his cock INSIDE of me when at the 
same time I could feel him in me as well.  The idea that a boy’s dick was 
actually inside of my body was still hard to comprehend at times.  It was 
like we were joined like interlocking pieces of a puzzle.  I squeezed down on 
him with my pussy and he gasped as my pussy grabbed onto his cock like a 
vise.

"Fuck Kelly, you're going to flatten my dick if you squeeze any harder!” he 
protested, as if he really meant it, “ Crap, you’re so hot inside! My dick 
feel like it’s on fire!"

I leaned over him and whispered in his ear, “You know Steve, I LOVE the feel 
of your dick inside my pussy.”

Steve just grinned as I wrapped my tanned legs tightly around him, pulling my 
nude body close to him. With me planted on his lap and his cock buried deep 
inside of me, Steve started the swing moving back and forth.  At the height 
of each arc I would automatically lift up slightly and then settle back down 
hard in his lap at the bottom creating a natural stroking rhythm.  We kept 
this up while I rubbed my tiny tits in his face and he sucked my hardened 
nipples.

As we fucked Steve kept pumping the swing to take us higher and higher.  At 
the peaks I was actually lifting completely off of his lap, sometimes barely 
able to keep his cock from slipping out of me.  When we hit the bottom of the 
arc and started going up I would press down hard on him, driving him deeper 
with each higher pass.  I loved it best though at the top when it felt like I 
was literally flying with only his cock connecting us together.

Steve was sucking my nipples hard, pulling my little tits into him when I 
would move away at the top of the arc.  I was feeling incredible and it 
wasn't long before another orgasm began to well up inside of me like a 
volcano about to explode.

“Oh yes Steve,” I moaned, “Fuck me... yeah fuck me more... fuck me fuck me 
fuck me!” 

Yet another orgasm swept through me and my pussy clenched his cock tightly, 
actually holding me down like an anchor to his lap for the next few peaks. I 
heard him groaning as I pulled his cock upward, holding onto it with my pussy 
as tight as I could. Finally I could feel him swelling again as he was 
getting ready to cum. He looked up at me and I knew he was waiting for me to 
tell him where to cum.  He had been a good boy tonight and I knew what he 
liked the best and besides, it was what I loved most as well.

“Keep swinging tiger.  I want your cum to fill my pussy.  Oh yeah – cum 
inside of me!"

Steve kept swinging and at the top of one arc he finally started to cum.  One 
thing I loved about Steve; it didn’t matter if he had just cum a few minutes 
before, he always seemed to have a reserve load ready to go.  If anything 
this time was a bigger delivery than the first as I felt him pulsing over and 
over, each time driving himself into me, each time leaving more of himself 
behind inside of me.

When Steve came it was like someone lit a match inside of me, creating a 
burst of heat which exploded deep inside of me that glowed for a moment and 
then slowly died out.  When he finished he let the swing slow down until 
finally it stopped, allowing me lift myself out off of him.

As usual, my pussy wasn't happy when his cock slipped out of me but I wanted 
to taste his cum again. I knelt in front of him, milking his cock to pull out 
the last drop of his cum and then licking it off the tip of his cock as it 
came out.   Mmmmmmm I loved the taste of his cum, especially when it was 
spiced with my pussy.  I looked up at him with my mouth open, my tongue 
sticking out to show him his gooey cum sticking to it.

"Damn you look like such a nasty little slut when you do that,” he sighed, “I 
just love it when you have my cum on you! You are fucking incredible!"

“Mmmmmmm, well I love your cum,” I whispered back to Steve, “Did you know I 
can feel it in me?”

By now it was almost completely dark and I was due home a half hour ago. We 
dressed quickly and headed off for home. When I got back my dad saw me coming 
in and walked over to where I was putting my bike away. He looked over my 
outfit, seeming to take a special interest in the wet spot between my legs 
where Steve’s cum had been draining on my way home.

My dad knew full well what Steve and I had been doing so it wasn't like he 
was overly surprised or anything.  He just smiled at me and shook his head 
slowly.   As he returned to the family room and back to his TV show, I heard 
him mutter something about “doesn’t she EVER get enough?” or something like 
that.  It wasn't like he was mad or anything but more like he just couldn't 
believe what a slut his daughter had suddenly become.

In a way it made me feel proud I could impress him that way.  I also thought 
it was pretty cool of my dad that it didn't seem to bother him that his 
fourteen year-old daughter was on her way to becoming the biggest slut on the 
street, especially considering what most fathers would say in his place.

Up in my bedroom I fell back into my bed and reflected on how great it was 
not having to hide anything from my parents.  If anything, it was just the 
opposite as my mom was always pestering me to tell her all about my latest 
date – and the more detail, the better! Well, I couldn't wait to see her face 
when I told her what I had just done with Steve. She was going to love 
hearing about it and I made a bet with myself this one would send her to her 
private drawer in her bedroom afterwards!

One more thing - I will never look at a swing set quite the same way again!

THE END