Thank you everyone for your kind comments on my first story. I decided to do a continuation of that story. If you haven’t read my first story, you will need to, if you want to catch up. The name of it is: My First Time – Age 16 Again, thank you.

Part 2 – Chasing the feeling.

I woke up the next morning a little dazed. I wasn’t sure if it was the pot I smoked or the incredible sex or both. I did notice right away that my ass felt, well, since it has never felt like this before, I guess you could call it a combination of sore and stretched. I was a little scared that maybe something was wrong with it. What would I tell a doctor? Yea, Doc, I let some guy pound the hell out of it with his cock. I don’t think so! I was having a hard time having this conversation with myself, never mind some medical professional.

After my morning shower, I was looking through my lame cloths for something to wear. I had a mixture of excitement and fear with the prospect of facing Sarah and Darren, but the most important thing on my mind was, Brandy can’t know what happened. I didn’t think they would say anything to Brandy, but I thought it would be a good idea to find out where everyone was. I through on a robe and not quite ran, but walked quickly down stairs. When I got to the kitchen, everyone was sitting around the table having coffee. Darren was eating some disgusting looking pizza that was left from the night before, but everything looked normal. No one was saying anything about the night before and I didn’t get any strange looks from Brandy, so I decided that Darren, Sarah and I were all on the same page.

After pouring myself a cup of coffee and joining them at the kitchen table, Brandy asked me if I was ok. Fuck, I thought, those fucking idiots said something. Brandy went on saying that Chris is an asshole and it was better that I found out now. She is talking about Chris, I thought, not about me having bi and anal sex! Oh, I said, yea Chris. Your right I said, he is an asshole. Brandy gave me a strange look and I noticed a smile on Sarah’s face that she quickly covered with her coffee cup. Brandy told me that she was going to be meeting Teddy (her boyfriend) today at 1:00. They were going to a matinee then out to eat. Would you like to come with us? She asked me. No, I said. I saw Tara last night at the party and she was wondering what we are doing today. Since you’re going to spend time with Teddy, I will hang out with her this afternoon. Good, she said. Maybe we call all hang out tonight. Sure, I said, sounds good to me.

Well I dug myself in a whole now. I hope Tara isn’t doing anything today. We were cleaning up the kitchen and living room when I came across a spot on the living room carpet. I was looking at it wondering who had spilt something when a pinch on my ass almost made me climb out of my skin. This squeak came out of me as I jumped. I spun around and Darren was smiling at me. Good job Megan, he said. He said it sarcastically and then walked up stairs. What? I thought. I don’t remember spilling anything on the carpet. Was that what he was talking about or was it something I did during sex. I hate when people don’t say what they mean. I chased him up the stairs to ask him and ran into him and Brandy at the top of the stairs. I obviously couldn’t ask him in front of Brandy so I pushed passed them and went into Brandy’s room.

Fuck him I thought. I need to get dressed and find out if Tara would be home. I didn’t have her number, but she only lived a few blocks away. I would go over to her house and see if she was free. I started looking through my clothes. I wanted to wear something a little sexy. I mean, Sarah would look sexy wrapped in a tent. I wanted, well I don’t know what I wanted. I just thought it would be nice to have Sarah and Darren see me like they did the night before. The best I could come up with was a pair of shorts and a tight shirt. I hiked up the shorts, having to fold them over at the top and the shirt showed my lower belly. I looked at my outfit in the mirror and thought it didn’t look bad. The shorts didn’t look bad folded over and it really showed off my perky little butt. It even showed an outline of my shaved pussy. Nothing I could do about my flat chest, unless I went without a bra. That was out of the question, considering my nipples were large and the shirt was too tight and see through. Best I can do I thought.

I ran down the stairs and yelled to everyone that I was shooting over to Tara’s house. I decided to run, I thought a run might relieve some of this tension I was feeling. Tara’s house was only a few blocks away so I decided to run in a big circle, ending at her house. The run was just what I needed, I felt much more relaxed when I turned into Tara’s walkway.

When I knocked on Tara’s door, her mother answered. She told me that Tara was at the mall but was to return after lunch. It was 11:30 now so about an hour or so from now. Tara had a park across the street from her house, so I went over and sat on one of the swings. The day was beautiful. The sun was shining, kids were running around and I felt on top of the world. I started thinking about last night. I thought how great it was. Sarah and Darren had just got an apartment in the city and I thought how great it would be if I could run away and move in with them. We could have amazing sex every night. I could have earth shattering orgasms every night. Who would have thought that sex was going to be like that? Sarah’s perfect body, the graceful way she moves. Darren with his rock hard body, how strong he felt when his cock was inside me and how really; really hard his dick was when he was grinding on me. That would be such a great life I thought. Of course my dad would track me down and throw me in the back of his cruiser. He would probably handcuff me to my bed until I was 35. Hmm, hand cuffed to the bed I thought. Darren could fuck me while Sarah sat her beautiful pussy on my face.

I was feeling flush by this time. I came out of my revelry and saw this guy, one of the parents I thought, staring at me. I was kind of perturbed by this. Is this guy one of those perverts? I mean he is probably like 30 or something. Fucking pervert, I thought. I turned slightly on the swing to better avoid his gaze. I felt something wet on my thigh and leg. I looked down to see a large wet spot on my shorts. I jumped up and saw that the swing was wet also. There is no way I can ever explain to you how mortified I was. Stupid me, I turned to look at the swing, giving this pervert a full view of my wet ass. Without looking back, I ran. Oh my god, I thought. He probably thinks I pissed myself.

When I got to Brandy’s house I stopped. I didn’t want anyone to see me like this. I noticed a new car in the driveway and Darren’s car was missing. I looked in the window and the only person I could see was Sarah. Nothing I can do about it, better to face Sarah than whoever’s car is in the driveway, I thought. I went in and was trying to get to the bathroom when Sarah stepped in my path. Stupid me, I looked her in the eyes then down at myself and of course her gazed followed. I grabbed her and pushed her in the bathroom with me. I told her what had happened and asked where everyone was. She laughed and said Darren had gone to the store and Brandy was upstairs with Teddy. I looked at her face and her shit eating grin. I told her this isn’t funny, I have no idea how this happened and a fucking pervert watched. It’s all your fault, I said. This never happened before last night. Oh yea I said, and my fucking ass! Your fucking boyfriend stretched it all out of proportion. Do you know what it feels like now? It feels like he drove his car through there. I started to cry.

Calm down Sarah said, everything is ok. As for your ass, it will be fine. Besides she said, Darren is ok, but he is no stud. What do you mean? I asked. Well, she said, his dick is average. They get much bigger than that, much bigger, and they will all fit in your tight little bum if you want them to. She laughed. As for the other, she said. You are a gusher, you know, you squirt, she said with a laugh. I stepped back from her and indignantly told her I was not a gusher. I don’t even know what a gusher is, but I can assure you, I’m not one. She really started laughing at this point and said it’s nothing to be ashamed of, it’s great. I wish I could do it, she said. Guys like it, well some guys like it. Darren likes it she exclaimed. He was telling me how much he liked it after you did it last night. Hold on, I said, what do you mean after I did it last night? Come on, Megan she said, you covered my face. If I had a straw I could have slurped you up like a Big Gulp. You can’t tell me you didn’t notice, she said. As a matter of fact Darren is out renting a carpet cleaner to clean up your sex spot she said. It soaked right through the blanket we had on the floor. The spot on the carpet was me? I said. I could feel my face flushing. Well in case you didn’t notice, your boyfriend stuck his cock in my ass. I am pretty sure that under normal circumstances it is very fucking painful, although I guess I don’t know, considering the largest thing I ever had in there before was a rectal thermometer. I was too young at the time to remember this wonderful experience, but I am sure the thermometer was quite painful. Sarah, the point is, I was out of control last night. All those emotions, I said, mixed with all those feelings had me reeling. Don’t get me wrong, I said. It was by far the best feelings I have ever experienced. I felt like it wasn’t happening to me, yet I knew it was. I can’t explain it, but no wonder I didn’t notice I made a spot on the carpet.

Sarah offered me to wash up and borrow a pair of sweat pants. I said thanks and asked, do they really get a lot bigger than Darren? She laughed and said oh yea, a lot bigger. I thought to myself, I don’t think I could handle any bigger, no matter where it ended up. I also needed to know, so I asked. Sarah, I said, what do you mean by some guys don’t like the thing that I do? She said, you mean gush? She smiled and said, I really don’t know for a fact, but I have heard some guys get wigged out about it. She said; don’t worry about them, anyone who doesn’t like it can go fuck themselves. Megan she said, you keep under estimating yourself. You are beautiful and sexy, so fuck what anyone else thinks. Like I said, I wish I could gush like you. As a matter of fact you can gush for me anytime. Sarah told me that I should try and visit them on a weekend during the summer and gave me her phone number.
I suffered through the rest of the weekend watching Sarah and Darren kiss each other and grope at one another. They teased me every chance they got. They knew I was going crazy with lust for them. I didn’t have any episodes like I did at the park, but I was very conscious not to let myself get too excited. At the end of the weekend and I was getting ready to go home, Sarah caught me by myself and kissed me long and passionately. She said make sure you call even if you can’t make it down. I really am happy we could spend this time together, she said. I hugged her real tight and told her thank you for everything.

The next few weeks were hell. I was spending way too much time alone. Brandy was spending more time with her asshole boyfriend. He really wasn’t an asshole, but he was taking my friend from me. The worst part was, I couldn’t get that night with Sarah and Darren out of my head. I was always horny and masturbated every chance I got. I did it in the bathroom, in my bedroom and one time when I needed to get away from my little brother, I hid down in the basement and did it there. The really strange thing was I couldn’t do this gush thing. I got wet, but nothing you would consider a gush. After one very satisfying masturbation session, I thought maybe I was a lesbian. I mean, I was thinking of running my tongue up Sarah’s wet pussy when I got off, so maybe I am a lesbian. I put the image of Darren’s cock glistening with the lube he used to fuck me in the ass firmly in my mind and had to masturbate again. Nope I thought, not a lesbian. I decided then that I was going to have to be sexually active.

I needed a plan of attack. I wanted what Sarah and Darren did to me again. Not only the sex, but they made me feel sexy. It was euphoric the way they looked at me and touched me. I needed to have a semblance of that in my life. My first victim, Mom!

After about a painstaking long hour or two of watching my mother tend to my father and brother, I finally was able to catch her alone. Mom, I said. Can I talk to you, you know privately. Girl stuff mom I whined. She said sure, but after supper. I had taken all day coming up with the courage to talk to her and she wants me to wait 2 more hours. Hell no!! Mom, I whined again, it can’t wait. Ok, she said bringing me into Dad’s study. Ok, Megan what is so important she said. I needed to ask her about new clothes, makeup, dating and the big one, THE PILL. I found myself tripping over my words and saying stuff like boys and my clothes make me look like a boy and I want to date. Everything I had practiced all day was just coming out in a jumble. She told me to relax, take a breath and start over. I did. Mom, I like boys I said. Fuck, I thought, that wasn’t what I wanted to say. I went on; I mean to say I want to start dating. I am almost 17 and all my friends already have boyfriends. I need clothes that don’t make me look like a boy and some makeup I blurted out. Mom, you must know how I feel. She smiled and told me that she was my age once. I will take you shopping tomorrow, she said. This is not what I wanted, my mother there when I am trying to pick out sexy clothing. Mom, please understand that I would love to go shopping with you, but you don’t exactly know what’s in style, I said. Besides, Brandy is going shopping and we were hoping to go together, I lied. She replied, ok, ok, I understand you don’t want mom hanging around with you and your friends. I was sure this was a guilt trip, but I wasn’t biting. Instead I hugged her and said thank you mom, I love you. I stepped back from our hug and looked at the floor. Hmm, Mom there is one more thing, I said in a very low and conspiratorial voice. How am I going to say this I thought? I just blurted out; I want to go on the pill. I was ready for the fireworks. I just knew that heaven and earth were going to collide and I was standing there waiting for it to crush me. Instead she told me that she had been thinking about that very thing. My spirits picked up. She went on saying, you are getting older now and although I don’t want you having sex, sometimes, well things happen. Huh I thought, it’s her turn to fumble over her words. I cut her off and said, don’t worry I just want them as a precaution; I have no plans on having sex. She smiled and said I know you don’t, you are a very responsible young lady, and I trust you. Fuck you mom, I thought. Thanks for the dagger in the heart! I got over it quickly and said, oh yea, could you help me work on dad for a car? I gave her a quick hug, said thank you mom and took off. Cool I thought. Next victim, Dad!

The next day I had my mother drop me off at the mall. To be honest I was quite lost on what was sexy but not slutty. I had my mother’s credit card and thought finally I was able to shop for something sexy, but on the drive to the mall I started wondering where the line was between whorish and hot. By the time my mom dropped me off I was in a panic. If only Sarah were here, she looked hot in everything she wore. She never looked slutty. I hopped out the car and told my mother, I was supposed to meet Brandy at the food court. I blew a kiss at her and told her I loved her. She smiled and drove away. That was when I thought shit, mom has experience and she could probably have helped me. Well I was on my own.

I figured it was time to do a little research. I decided to watch other women and see what they were wearing and where they bought their clothes. I would have to be careful not to buy stuff that was too expensive. Mom didn’t give me a limit, but it wouldn’t do me any good to have hot clothes when I was grounded for the summer. During my research I was following this girl and intently looking at her ass to try and get the brand name off her jeans when I walked right into one of those metal trash bins. It jolted the fuck out of me and I felt this pain in my wrist. The pain was nothing compared to my embarrassment, especially when this little kid started laughing. I could feel the flush coming on, I could tell, my face was turning a vivid shade of crimson. I ran into the bathroom and into a stall. I was composing myself when I heard the door open and shut. I didn’t think anything of it, someone going to use the bathroom. Then I heard a familiar voice. I opened my door ever so slightly and saw it was Mara and one of her friends. Oooo I thought, it’s that boyfriend snatching, slut whore of a cheer-leading bitch. Did I ever tell you I hate cheerleaders? For a half second I thought, she’s hot, I wonder what she is wearing? That was fleeting, for she was a whore and I didn’t want to look like a whore. Her friend though, had on these this long top that came down to the top of her ass which was covered by these really sexy spandex or lycra shorts that really showed how round her ass was. She had a pair of tennis shoes on with these cute bobby socks. She really looked hot. Oops they were turning; I shut the stall door and waited for the bitch and her friend to leave.

I spent all day there and bought a two pair of really tight jeans, some tops that would hide the fact my chest was flat, a catholic school girl short skirt, some spandex shorts and some cute sox. The best find was at Victoria Secret. Victoria is the queen of hot! I bought 7, that’s right 7 pair of thongs. I had never worn any thongs before, but they looked really hot. I bought a couple of bras to boot and was feeling pretty good with my days work. Why was I so uptight about this anyway?

Mom picked me up and we went home. The first thing I did was run up to my room and put on these really hot pair of pink thongs. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought, damn; my ass looks good in these. They fit tight enough in the front to show a just a hint of an outline of my pussy. These are hot I thought. I through on a pair of old jeans and headed down the stairs. I thought OK, dad, it’s your turn.

Dad was sitting on his favorite recliner in the living room reading the paper. I went over and sat on his lap, gave him a hug and said, hi daddy. I put my head on his shoulder and told and thanked him for the money to go shopping. He hugged me back and said no problem pumpkin. I didn’t move from that position and he asked, are you ok Megan. Of course I said, what a girl can’t hug her daddy? He laughed and said ok, what do you want? I knew this ploy was lame and he would see through it, but big hugs work most of the time. Tara’s parents rent a cottage on the beach every year for two weeks and I have been invited, I said. Daddy before you say anything, let me plead my case, I said in the softest most innocent voice I could muster. You know that I made the honor roll again this year, I haven’t ever done anything that would make you not be able to trust me and I am almost 17 now. I am very mature for my age I said, hoping he would buy that one and I will be bored to death if I don’t do something this summer. I put my finger to his mouth and said wait. I want you to think about this for at least two minutes before you say anything. Think of how happy I will be. Think of making your ONLY daughter happy. I held my finger to his mouth while I watched his watch. Shush I said, think. I was sitting on his lap and I was feeling the biggest wedgies of my life. Can you fucking believe this, that thong was so far up my ass, I thought it was going to cut me in two. I couldn’t very well reach down the back of my jeans and yarn them out. By the time the two minutes were up I had shifted about a dozen times. His first words were, do you have ants in your pants or something? No sorry daddy I have an itch on my butt and it wouldn’t be lady like to scratch it. He laughed and said no, it is more lady like to use my leg to scratch it. Stop it! I said. Did you think about what I said? He said yes I have thought about it and as long as your mother or I talk to the parents and find out what the ground rules are, you can go. I started jumping and hugging him, saying thank you daddy. All the time that fucking thong was acting like a saw. God this hurt! One more thing I said. He eyed me critically. I went on saying, can I please go to driver’s education this summer? I gave him a look and asked him if he needed me to shush him for two more minutes. He laughed and said you are already scheduled in August to go. Again the jumping and the hugging and that thanking and most of all, that fucking thong. It had to have cut its way into my belly by now I thought. I jumped off his lap, ran upstairs, closed the door to my room, pulled down my jeans and pulled the thing out of my ass.

I was standing in front of the mirror eying my ass to see if there was any lasting damage, thinking how do women wear these things? I was thinking maybe my cheeks don’t press together as much as other women. I was thinking maybe it was Darren’s fault. Maybe he spread me apart to much when he fucked me in the ass. I grabbed the phone and called Sarah. She would know what I am doing wrong. Sarah answered and I explained my dilemma. She got some laughs from my silly situation and told me that I just need to get used to them. A couple of weeks she said and I won’t even know they are on. She asked me if I was going to be paying them a visit and I told her, I would find away. Most likely at the end of the summer, but one way or another I will find a way to visit. We exchanged some gossip and talked a little about Darren. She told me to be good when I went with Tara to the beach. I told her that going to the beach with Tara was so I don’t have to be good.

Just like anything in life, waiting for something you want drags. I had to endure my dad and his lectures, my mom and her lectures and had to babysit my sniveling little brother. I went to the mall again to get a new bathing suit for my time at the beach, and I saw that whore, Mara there again. Doesn’t she have a beauty contest or a cheerleading practice to go to? She is probably trolling for guys and Chris can just reap what he sows! Did I ever tell you I hate cheerleaders? Anyway, I bought this bathing suit that was very provocative. It hugged my ass in all the right places and if I stood on my tippy toes it climbed up my ass. I don’t know why I would be standing on my tippy toes, but it looked good when I did it. I was still warring with my thongs. I thought I had gotten the hang of wearing one, until I started to do something, anything, you know like walking or sitting. It was up my ass all the time. I was determined to master this thing. It looked so good in the mirror.

Finally the day came and I gave quick goodbyes to my family. I knew I was going to have sex with someone while I was gone and I could barely look my dad in his eyes. You know the whole daddy’s little girl thing. The ride was 3 hours long, but Tara’s parents were cool and let us pick the radio stations. I should probably tell you about Tara’s parents. They rented this cottage every year, basically to party. Yep they like to drink and Tara and I were going to take full advantage of it.

The cottage was right on the beach. Step out to a deck then down to the beach. They must have paid a fortune for two weeks. It was two bedrooms and me and Tara would be sleeping in the same bed. I know what you are thinking, but first things first. Tara was a small girl, about 5’1” tall. If she was 100lbs I would be surprised. She had red hair and blue eyes. She was pretty but kind of mousey. She was supper shy. Anyway we ran into our room to put on our bathing suits. I was undressed and trying to get the top strait, when she said, you shave down there? Shit I thought, I wasn’t thinking getting undressed in front of her. I said yes, if I let it grow I get ingrown hairs. I know, I know, but it was the best I could come up with. She said that she always thought about it, but would be too embarrassed if someone saw her. I told her I’m not embarrassed, I like the way it feels. Plus I said, it makes your panties fit so much tighter. I pulled up my bottom to try and get away from the subject and she said, it makes you bathing suit fit better also. I looked down and saw that it was showing the outline of my pussy lips, not quite what one would call a camel toe, but you could see. I looked at Tara and she was blushing. I told her it was nothing; let’s get some sun before it’s gone.

We had barely set up our spot on the beach when these two guys came over and introduced themselves. I looked at Tara and she shrugged. I introduced us and asked them if they were from around here. I said, do you know of anything fun to do? They gave each other a look that I couldn’t figure out and told us they were locals. They said there are parties every night on the beach. By this time I had lay down on my towel and asked Tara if she would put some lotion on my back. One of the guys said he would do it, and I would have let him, but Tara was quicker than me. No she said I will do it. They sat with us and we talked about those stupid things you do when you are with new people. The guy who was really interested in me was, Dave and the one who was looking at Tara like she was a piece of candy was Randy. They finally got around to asking us if we wanted to go to a party with them tonight. I asked Tara what her parents would say and she laughed and said they wouldn’t notice if we were there or not. They would be partying with people from her dad’s work who rented a cottage for the same time frame. We agreed to meet them on the beach about a quarter of a mile down. I asked them what I should wear and they said everyone will be wearing bathing suits.

We went back to the cottage and showered, I was helping Tara on with her makeup when she said I want to shave. I was a little confused until she asked me if there was anything she should know. I told her that she needed to be very careful and use a new razor. I told her it might itch for a few days, but the trick is to do it every day so the incoming hair doesn’t cause bumps. She jumped up and went back into the shower. About a half hour later I was sitting on the deck she came out with a towel on and grabbed my hand. She pulled me into our room and sat me on the bed. She stood in front of me and dropped the towel. She looked white, she had red hair and therefore fair skin. She had obviously done some tanning on a bed or something because you could see the outline of where her hair had once been. I told her to spread her legs a little and knelt down to see if she missed anything. I noticed that between her legs she still had fuzz on her lips. I asked her if she wanted me to shave there for her and looked up at her face. I thought I could turn red. She was totally red faced. I jumped up and said I didn’t mean to offend or anything, I was just trying to help. She replied oh, no its ok, I just never had anyone study me so intently before. I smiled and told her to lie on the bed and I went and got the razor. If I was doing this to myself I surely would have be less careful. But I was so scared I was going to nick her that I went painfully slow. When I was done I could easily tell she was turned on. Her lips were fuller and her opening was bigger and definitely wetter. I could tell she was embarrassed by this, so I pretended not to notice. I said all done; you are smoother than a baby’s bottom.

We dressed, grabbed a bit to eat and went down the beach. I think we might have been a little early because I didn’t see anyone. We waited for a little while and Tara said that she was a virgin. I didn’t know what brought that on and I guess she could tell I was surprised by the look on my face. She said, well you know, we are going with these boys and if something happens…. She said, I just don’t know what to do. I reached into my bag and pulled out a condom. I said you know how to put one of these on from sex ed, right? She laughed and said yea they taught all of us how to put one on. Good I said, make sure if things go that far that you use one. She replied, you seem so in control. Aren’t you scared? How many times have you done it? I groaned and said technically I am still a virgin too. She said what do you mean technically? I told her that I have had sex before, just never let anyone penetrate my vagina. She wanted more information than that, but luckily a jeep pulled up on the beach at that moment. I definitely didn’t want to tell her that I had sex with a woman after spending that much time shaving her pussy.

Dave and Randy told us that the party was at another beach and to hop in. Randy got in the back and Tara jumped in beside him. I got in with Dave. He reached over and put his hand on my leg and said are you ready? Of course I was thinking the complete wrong thing because he looked at me and said hold on. I realized he was talking about the bumpy ride and hold on, not am I ready to have sex. My mind is way, way in the gutter. This whole deal with Tara had me confused. Was she interested in me or was her excitement just natural. She was very curious, I guess is the best way to explain it, either way it was confusing to me.

We came to the new beach and there were a lot of people, music, beer and a big bonfire. Dave took me down to the fire and got us both a beer. Tara came up behind me and I told her to stay close, but have fun. We were having a great time. We drank a few of those cups of beer and danced. Dave and Randy stayed real close. I asked Dave, where do we go pee around here? He pointed to a patch of woods that bordered the beach. I grabbed Tara by the hand and told her is she would watch for me, I would watch for her. When we came back to the fire, a bunch of people were swimming in the ocean. I noticed that more than one girl was topless. Dave came over to me and asked if I wanted to go swimming. I looked at Tara and then whispered will you be ok for a little while? She looked at Randy and then said sure. I told her I wouldn’t be long. Dave ran to the jeep to get some towels and we headed for the water. I told him I was keeping my suit on. His reply was, I never asked you to take it off. It wasn’t that I was being prudish or anything, it was the competition. Some of these girls were pretty well endowed.

After a quick cold swim, he grabbed my hand and kissed me on the mouth. I am by no means an expert on kissing but he seemed hard and quick, not slow and passionate like Sarah and Darren kissed. He rushed us down the beach away from the fire and laid our towels on the ground. He kissed me again, but this time I took control and it was much more passionate. We were kneeling on the towels and he leaned over and whispered in my ear. He said I ache to taste you. So I kissed him again. He said it again; it hurts just thinking about tasting you. I knew what he meant this time. I reached over and started to pull his swimming trunks down. He quickly reached around me to unhook my top. As all of you can probably tell by reading my story, I was somewhat naïve. Every girl at my age has heard of an uncircumcised penis, but to see one for the first time had my jaw dropped. His cock didn’t have a head on it, at least not at first. I was staring at it when his head popped out of these folds in his skin. It was like a turtle coming out of a shell. How he didn’t notice my surprise, I still don’t know. Maybe he was too interested in my body to care.

I knew one thing; he wasn’t one of those large guys that Sarah had talked about. I was about to take him in my hand when he leaned on me and kissed me. His weight pushed me on my back and his quick little hands had my bottom off in no time. He was kissing me hard and moved his mouth to my breasts. He was sucking on one like one would suck on a straw. It was almost painful. I was really trying to get myself into this but he wasn’t making it easy. He grabbed both my arms and pushed them back against the ground. I could feel him moving on top of me and his body was hard. This I thought is more like it. Using his legs he pushed mine apart and moved very quickly to my pussy. Taking his tongue, he pushed inside of me. When he drew it out he moaned and said I tasted sweet. After licking up and pushing on my clit a few times he came back and kissed me. This seemed pretty kinky to me and I was getting into it. I fully expected him to go back and finish what he started when I felt his cock enter me.

This was my first time ever having a cock in my pussy and it hurt like you wouldn’t believe. It shot a very sharp pain all the way to my neck. I screamed out in pain! I am sure he took as pleasure, because he started to fuck me really hard. Holy shit this hurt, it felt like sand paper was inside me. I was in shock! This isn’t at all what I had expected. I didn’t even have time to tell him to stop, before he shot his load inside me. He groaned really loud when he got off and his body went limp. He dropped all his weight down on top of me and I almost lost my breath.

I was stunned. We were supposed to use a condom. Doesn’t this fucking idiot know about pregnancy? Other than his cum oozing out of me, I wasn’t even wet. This guy was a fucking jerk. He was laying there and I could feel his cock going limp inside me. I was starting to feel sick. I pushed at him and said get the fuck off me. He rolled over and said I knew you would be a great lay. I couldn’t even speak; I was going to be sick. I jumped up and ran to the woods and puked. I kept running the same running the same five words through my head, he got off inside me, he got off inside me. I had to get dressed. I went back and put my bathing suit back on and ran to find Tara.

Tara was huddled with Randy next to the fire. I ran over and grabbed her hand and told her I need to talk to her. I pulled her away from everyone and heard Dave come over. Hey babe, are you ok? He asked. I told him to get the fuck away from me. He went over to the fire and Randy asked him what was wrong. I heard his say something about a psycho cunt. I told Tara that I had to go. You don’t have to leave if you don’t want to I said, but I have to go. She ran over and grabbed her bag and we left.

It was about a mile and a half back to the cottage. On the way I calmed down enough to tell her what had happened. I stopped walking and just started crying. Tara hugged me and told me everything would be alright. I told her that I had just started taking the pill and I don’t think I was protected. She said that she didn’t think the chances were good for me to get pregnant on my first time. Let’s go back to the cottage and we can talk there. I told her I needed a shower and a toothbrush, badly.

When we arrived at the cottage, no one was home. Her parents were out somewhere clubbing we thought. That was ok with me for I didn’t need to face anyone else that night. I hopped in the shower and brushed my teeth three times to get the taste of puke out of my mouth. When I came out in a towel, Tara had made some hot chocolate and we went out on the deck to drink it. Tara was awesome, she listened without judging, she hugged when I started to cry and she smiled when I needed it. She was a great friend.

I finished my chocolate and said that I wanted to go to bed before her parents got home. She told me she would join me after her shower. I went to our room and I put on this little chemise and a pair of regular panties. I didn’t want to deal with the thongs that night. Plus I wasn’t feeling very sexy anymore.

I was under the covers when I felt Tara climb into bed. She asked if I was ok and I said yes thank you. After a few minutes, I thanked her for being such a great friend. She moved over and hugged me. I turned away from her and asked her if she minded holding me. She pushed real close to me and put her arms around me. She told me not to worry everything would be ok.

I think I fell asleep like that, because the next thing I heard was her parents coming in. They seemed more than a little tipsy. They banged around for awhile and went to bed. Tara was facing away from me and I missed her holding me. I turned over to face her and put my arms around her. I think I woke her up because she jumped. I told her I was sorry and turned away. She said, no don’t leave that feels nice. We both turned over and looked at each other. I hugged her and thanked her again for everything. Her lips found mine before I could finish my sentence. I kissed her back. Now this is what a kiss is supposed to feel like I thought. I thought I heard her say something, I asked her if she said something. She said, your lips are so soft.

Well that was it. I was starting to feel really warm and euphoric. I told her that her lips were soft to, and your body feels so good pressed up against me. My lips found hers again. She said really low and shyly, I don’t know what to do. I looked into those beautiful blue eyes. We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to I said. Oh no, she said, I don’t want to stop, do you? I kissed her again. Moving down, kissing her neck, her shoulders, her breasts and her nipples. I traced the outside of her nipples and then flicked my tongue across them. She shivered when I touched her nipples. Her soft moans were intoxicating. Her body was responding to every touch. I moved my hand between her legs; she squirmed and then squeezed my hand with her legs. My body was responding as well, I could feel damp on my inner thighs. Warm, god it was this warm sensation in my pussy. I pulled her legs apart and started kissing her belly, moving my way to her thighs and legs. Her squirming was becoming more intense as was her moaning. It was like the suspense was too much for her to bear.

I could tell she wanted to climax. I started to kiss her inner thighs and tasting her juices. Dear god that turned me on. She tasted so good. I could feel the heat building between my legs. When I lightly brushed her clit with my tongue she cried out and put her hand in her mouth. Knowing I was doing this for her was making my head swim. I was starting to lose control. My tongue started to probe her lips, her opening and moving up to circle around her clit, making sure that when I touched it, it was just a whisper of a touch. My pussy was getting really wet. I felt her grab my hair. Keeping my tongue in a spiral around her clit, I flicked it with some pressure. Her moans were now cries. I could tell she was just about let go, when I was racked with this wave of heat. Did I just get off? Fuck, I think I did. I started to lose focus, but was able to keep enough awareness to nibble on her clit. That was it, her whole body tightened then jerked and she cried out. God, she is hot! Watching her get off was like a drug for me, it sent waves of pleasure through my body. Holy shit, it’s happening again. I had to bury my face between her legs to keep my cries from being heard in the next cottage.

I crawled up on top of her and kissed her on the mouth. Laying there with my arms around her I said, you are so fucking hot. She asked if it was good for me. I was spent and told her it was great for me. I cuddled with her and whispered in her ear, we have two whole weeks. We fell asleep with our naked bodies pressed together. I slept like a baby.



More to come,


Love Megan

 

I really don't like how BIG the text is. It's rather annoying.:wall:

 

sorry it didn't look like that until I posted and now I can't edit it.

 

Don't worry about it. I think your story is really hot.

 

It's OK, large print for us older guys LOL.

Enjoyed the story, nice and hot, got me really hard. Thanks, Megan

 

Well that was what I figured - was just taking it easy on us old farts! Porn in large print - what a great idea. Story was good too!

 

Your stories are great, Megan. I love all the non-sexual details that really make the whole story come to life.

 

Great story. Only a superficial person would complain about the text size after reading such a great story.

 

Good work, Megan. Sexy with humor too!
All around hot..

 

I have read all your instalments so far, and they have all been amazing. Hope there's many more to come! Thanks

 

How did I get those stars next to my story?

I don't know how I got those stars next to my story, but thank you all so much. You all must be night owls, because the only comment I had (which was disappointing) was the comment about the large text. I am sure talso was just commenting on the text size, and nothing to do with my story. She had a wonderful comment on my last story and I am glad she took the time to read this one.

As for the rest of you . Thank you so much. I hope you keep reading. Here is a hint. Tara comes out of her shell. She was a little fire cracker

Thank you everyone.

Love Megan

 

Bravo! keep them coming