“ 102. One hundred and Two Fucking Degrees."
Allen checked the temperature standard of measurement on his car one more time, then got reluctantly out. Allen was 19 age old, and family for the summer after his first year in college. And in Dixieland Carolinas, that meant dealing with the sinful heat and crushing humidness. But Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen wasn't about to go home. He had worked hard to lose weight unit in college, and he would not slue back just because it was a little warm.
He slowly stumbled into a jog, taking whole step after gradation along the trail that served as his running route. The pine trees provided a small shade, and he didn't have to finger self witting about the former Caranx crysos. There were beautiful girls and unnaturally fit hombre at his old high school, and there was something particularly humiliating about seeing the tight ass of a seventeen twelvemonth old girl bounce slightly as it faded into the distance with you loping along panting behind.
That wasn't to say Allen wasn't subject. He was still young. And while he wasn't cut out of marble like the repose of the kids around here, he was cute enough. He had straight lightness dark-brown tomentum, stood at five eleven, and was getting slimmer every day, with a broad chest and a boyish face. At college he did okay with the young lady, and had a couple of crack to go back to the dorm on party Nox. Woody Allen was flattered, but declined. He was shy, and couldn't seem to booze enough in a night to get over it. Allen had only ever been with one girl. Running through the forest in the oppressive estrus, he remembered that night.
Jackie had been a short miss, but that night she took up all of Allen's vision. After watching a movie on the couch at Allen's mansion, her hand had strayed close to Ethan Allen's thigh. After about ten minutes of uncomfortable maneuvering like alone teenagers could accomplish, they gave up and gave in. Before he even got his pants off she was on top of him, sitting on his eight inch prick. Allen would never forget that feeling. The resistance at first, and then giving way and swallowing him to his egg. The lady friend never lost a beat, moaning softly, then staring at him.
"Department of Energy that feel skillful ?"
Allen hadn't answered. He couldn't. Everything in his body was focused on one thing.
"Yes….. no… maybe ?"Jackie had asked, grinding her hips against his….
The buzz of Allen's telephone snapped him out of his day dream, and he was suddenly very cognisant of how heavily he as respiration. He slowed to a walking, wiped his sweaty hired man on his shirt, and answered the phone.
"Hi Allen, this is Anna. Jake wanted me to call you and let you get laid he will be menage this weekend. He wants you to come over when you get a chance."
"Okay."Woody Allen replied,"Tell him I'll be over in a half hour."
With that he hung up the headphone and turned back towards his car. It was already hot, and he was already tired. With his near friend wanting to see him, he had the excuse he needed to call it quits. Jake had been the only person from high schoolhouse he kept up with, but their differing schedules made it difficult to get together.
The drive over to Jake's house wasn't far, but Allen still wanted to get there as soon as he could. Foregoing a shower or a change of dress, he threw a towel down on the seat of his car and started driving straight there. Jake was adventuresome like Woody Allen. And also like Gracie he loved to be outside. IT was almost certain that whatever they ended up doing they would end up sweaty and dingy anyway. After a few instant of listening to increasingly obnoxious call on the radio receiver he pulled onto the poop route in front of Jake's house.
The house was brand new, but nobody would have guessed that coming down the drive. cypher would ask a new building to be so far away from everything else, and this house was in the centre of absolutely nowhere. Upon rounding a concluding curve ball in the road, Allen finally pulled up to the stately but not pretentious house. The nominal head porch was long and all-encompassing, with white chromatography column lining the incoming way. Allen was surprised to see Anna leaning up against one of the columns. Allen also didn't see any cars in the driveway.
"Hello Anna, how are you ?"
Anna waived. She was dressed in garden pink trunks and a white tank top that seemed to be the uniform for girls in this town during the summer months. The last time Woody Allen had seen her was two days ago when she was just a sophomore in mellow School. Back then she had seemed so unseasoned. He thought of Jake as his crony, so it was only rude he thought of Anna like a piddling babe. Only she wasn't so little now. Her formerly light John Brown hair was now blond with run of gabardine caused by so much time in the sun. Her blue center were as bright as ever, but somehow lost the ingenuousness they always seemed to let before. She was still scant, just a bit over five animal foot, but her body was unlike. Her thighs were thicker, her hips wider, and her white meat were sticking out at the perfect angle from her otherwise two-dimensional torso. Allen swallowed hard but otherwise kept his composure, silently laughing off his feelings of arousal as Anna walked over and gave him a hug like she always did when she saw him.
"Hi Alli !"Anna said, using the nic epithet she gave Gracie when he first met her in in-between school."I'm good. ”."Senior year has been just as crazy as you warned me."“ But let's talk about that interior. It's way too hot out here."
"Is Jake waiting upstairs ?"Woody Allen asked.
"No,"Anna replied."He had to run out to the school to pay a bill or something. He said to look for him and ya'll could depend upon into townsfolk together and get something to eat."
Allen was a bit confused, normally Jake was waiting to recognise him, not Anna. Still, he followed her inside to the giant overt support room of the planetary house. There she jumped on her sofa from behind like a track sensation taking a high up jump and waved Allen over to her. He walked around the former face of the couch and sat down, leaving a cushion between them and trying very hard not to consider about the couch where Jackie took him all those geezerhood ago. It wasn't just that Jake wasn't there. Every other metre he had seen Anna, there had been a exculpate bound. She was always nice to Allen, and excited to see him, but also shy, uneasy, and a little annoying. Like a kid babe. Now, her body lyric was totally different. She beckoned him to the couch, invited him in, and talked to him as an equal. To pee-pee issue high-risk, she was now splayed out on the lounge, laying on her back with her knees together and feet pulled back. The shortstop she wore stretched back almost to her ass cheeks and the abstract of her panty was faintly visible. Worse than that, she didn't guardianship in the to the lowest degree that Allen could see.
"Like I said, Jake will be back in a niggling while. So tell me what college is like."Anna said.
"wellspring,"replied Allen,"It's a lot like high school, only there is no bed fourth dimension, no normal, and nonentity asking where you are. As long as you go to socio-economic class, you can do whatever else you want. It's amazing how much free time you have."
Anna smiled."That sounds incredible. I'm so tired of citizenry looking over my shoulder the whole time I'm in school. And at home for that affair."
"Yeah,"replied Allen ,."It's great. Like if you wanted to consider go swim at the gym at nine at nighttime nobody would say anything."
Anna smiled again. Allen knew how a lot she loved to float. She had been winning sports meeting since in-between schoolhouse. Even when she was pudgy kid she outpaced everyone else in her age group. Woody Allen could only reckon how a great deal faster she must be, now that she had grown into herself. For a minute she didn't say anything, and it looked like she was considering the prospect of being totally unleashed in college. It was hard to consider of her as anything but a kid. It was nearly impossible to think of her like the miss he met in school. Yet, he found himself glancing at her again, sure this meter he could see the outline of her underclothing through her nylon short circuit. He tried to envision her giving some boy the Lapp offer he had been given by the girls who asked him back. He tried to imagine her putting some freshman's mitt down those drawers and helping coppice aside her panties…
"So how many little girl have you had since Jackie ?"Anna asked with startling bluntness.
Allen was too stunned to talk. Anna was his little acquaintance, a kid sister, just Jake's annoying darkness. Surely she meant how many fille had Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen kissed since Jackie. But how did she even know about Jackie. Jake knew of row, but Allen was indisputable he hadn't told her. He sheltered her from everything with the slim sexual undertone.
"Jackie's petty sister is in my class,"Anna said, clearly seeing the look of confusedness on Allen Stewart Konigsberg's aspect."She told me all about it lastly month. Apparently Jackie was bragging about you in her daybook and her minuscule sis read it."
Woody Allen finally found his words, though slowly."So you know that we…. You know that I…"
"Fucked her,"Anna interjected,"yeah. But I heard it was more like she fucked you. At least according to her little sis. She said Jackie wrote about how she decided one night that she wanted you and took your virginity just because she could."
That theatrical role was precise, Allen Stewart Konigsberg admitted to himself. Jackie had been Allen's one and only, but he wasn't even sure he was in her first ten. The fille had taken ascendency of the place from the beginning. She had invited herself over, she had moved in to kiss him first, and she had slipped his hand under her shorts. Finally, she climbed on top of him and even pushed his cock into herself. It wasn't until he was already in her that Allen's instinct had taken over and he began doing some of the work.
"Yeah, Allen admitted out loud. I was a Virgo, and she did what she wanted. And there haven't been any girls since. None in college."
"time lag,"Anna said,"the only prison term you ever had sex with a young lady, you didn't even get to be the guy ?"
"I wouldn't put it like that,"Allen responded,"but basically yeah."And why are you talking about this ? Do you even know what sex is Anna ?"
"I'm not a piffling kid anymore Allen."She shot back. She only used his full moon figure when she was mad at him."I'm 18 you know."
She shot him another exasperated look and glanced down at her telephone. Gracie tried very strong to gaze at anything other than her tits or the low gap between her legs. Anna stared at her sound for a long minute, and then texted something back. Allen was awkwardly staring at a statue on the mantelpiece when she finally looked up.
"Jake says he is going out to dinner with some booster. He wants you to come."
"Ok,"Allen said, grateful for another theme of conversation."tell him I'm going to run home and seize a shower."
"Don't be silly,"Anna said,"You practically live here. Use our exhibitor. There's still a duet of bluejeans and a Tshirt from the finale time you stayed over."
Allen really thought that was a bad mind, but couldn't pinpoint why exactly he was so skittish. It was probably just the way Anna was talking. It was probably just the fact that he wasn't used to her being an adult. After all, Allen Stewart Konigsberg gossiped to his friends about sex, and he was certainly Anna did the like with her friends. Thank god Allen didn't have a baby if he was this protective of his friend's sister. He didn't answer her. He Just nodded and headed upstairs to the shower.
The up the stairs bathroom was large and roomie, with the rain shower closed off from the relaxation of the bathroom. Because of this, the shower curtain was clear plastic. Allen began undressing casually, flipping his sweaty apparel into a raft in the turning point. After turning the water to barely warm ( the South was hot enough already ), he climbed in and began to wash off, thinking of where he was supposed to take on Jake and which of his friends would be there with him. However, it wasn't long before his thoughts drifted back to Anna.
She had grown into a beautiful char. She was smartness and fit, but still soft and feminine and mellisonant. She was the sort of girl Gracie imagined taking, claiming as his own. He let himself depict her standing naked and shy in front of him, make to obey any rescript, receive any part of him in any part of her. Probably the way Jackie saw him all those nights ago, he realized. But, for all his crush with dominating the shy girl, Allen was shy too. And she was his friend's sister. Allen finished washing and was just stepping out of the cascade to retrieve a towel from the upstair closet, having just realized he forgot one when he heard the doorway to the shower way click unfastened.
Instinctively he jumped behind the clear credit card mantle and pulled it around him as Anna walked in carrying his towel.
"I thought you might involve this."She said, blushing slightly, but still staring with a feeling of oddment and what Allen took to be confused arousal. She looked him up and down tentatively, as if she might get in fuss for seeing him naked. Only then did Allen remember the see through shower drape. The washcloth he moved hastily in front of his genital organ was woefully undersized to compensate his hawkshaw as it began to swell at the sight of Anna eyeing him like a dog unsure if it wanted to hazard taking a table scrap. He just stood there, frozen, gazing hungrily at the girl he had always thought of as a picayune kid, and yet his dick began showing from under the cloth as it got harder and harder.

"Get a finale plenty look ?"Gracie Allen asked, trying to make light of the office, even though his voice was mild and cracked.
"No."Anna replied just as meekly."It's the inaugural one I've seen up close. Can I bear on it ?"
"Anna I don't think…"Allen began, but she cut him off.
"I really want this Allen. I'm going to college in a few month. I don't want to learn everything about sex when I get there. You're like my big chum, you should teach me these things."
Allen looked closely at her and realized she meant it. She didn't facial expression like she was joking or making fun of him. She was really concerned about being a virgin when she got to college.
"Allen, I trust you. I want the for the first time sentence to be with someone who can teach me what I need to know, but who I can still find prophylactic with."She smiled uncertainly before adding"I'll let you be the boy this time if you want."
Allen let the washcloth fall to the ground, revealing his now fully intemperately cock. He didn't know what he was doing. All he knew was that he couldn't twist her down. This was his hazard, to finally get over the female child that had taken all of his authority ; his opportunity to finally be in charge.
"Okay,"he replied,"but Jake can not get laid about this. He would literally kill me if he found out."
With that he stepped out of the exhibitioner and towards Anna. He looked down and kissed her softly on the lips. She shivered, her script tenuously touching his bare peel just above his waist. The way she returned his kiss let him hump she had at least done that before. But everything else was wearisome and awkward. Finally, he broke off the kiss, and decided to take control condition of the situation.
"You said you wanted me to learn you ?"Allen asked.
Anna nodded.
"wellspring, tell me how this feels."
Allen reached down with one hired man and slid his deal up Anna's shirt. With the other he gently pulled her brain to one slope and leaned down to kiss her neck. At the Saame time as his rim brushed gently across her smooth pale cutis, he slid his helping hand under her sports bra and took her decent tit in his hand. Anna shuddered and pushed into him, all reluctance forgotten as her skin erupted in gooseflesh. The feel of her pressed against him made Allen gasp too, though he kept focused, brushing his helping hand over her nipple, and giving her neck one more osculation before looking up at her.
"That was great."She said,"what else do you have it away ?"
"Well, for starters you need to get naked."Allen replied."It's only fair."
When Anna nodded agreement, Allen pulled her cooler top over her header. Her skin was so soft and firm, even seeing her in a athletics bra sent drawers of desire through him. Next, trying to project confidence despite his trembling hands, he undid her bra and let her c cup tits flop free. She looked down at them and up at him, as if seeking approval. Allen smiled warmly. Then, as if emboldened by his approval, she took off her shorts and underwear leaving her completely naked in movement of him.
Allen took a minute to admire her even as she gazed impatiently from her naked var. to his. Finally he asked"Is there anything you want to try first ?"
Anna looked sheepishly at him before mutter,"I kind of lack to know what it feels like to have someone else hit me cum."
Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen smiled at how cunning her request sounded. It was almost like she was asking permission from individual who she was sure would decline. Then he set the towel on the sinkhole and indicated Anna should sit on it. She did so, and he gently spread her branch which she had instinctively crossed to shroud herself. Between them he found her perfectly shaven pink pussy, already glistening and wet.
"This might vellicate at first,"Allen said, even as she shivered at the look of his breath on her hold thigh."But Im pretty for sure it will feel goodness afterwards."
With that, he kissed the inside of either second joint, enjoying her awkward gasps as new virtuoso rippled through her dead body. He kissed her right above where her slit began and then on either side of meat of the lip, as close as he could get without touching them. Anna's hands were clutching the sinkhole next to him, and he could see her brass knucks had turned white from grasping the boundary so hard. She must be getting really frustrated he thought. Finally, he licked her pink slit from bottom to top, letting his tongue slide between her puss lips and savoring the taste of her. She let out a close shave of surprisal followed by a retentive moan. It was the mellisonant sound Gracie had ever heard. He circled slowly around her clit a few time before licking it gently. When she began grinding her hip involuntarily he picked up the pace a bit, though still heedful to be appease. Despite the fact he wasn't really going at it, her coxa continued to grind against his face, and her breathing became faster and faster. Then, without warning, her organic structure began to didder as she half cried, half gasped"Allen."earshot him say her name as her coming hit her nearly drove Gracie crazy.
He stood up and held her for a brief moment, trying desperately to ascertain the trembling in his eubstance. He wanted more than anything to hold her rightfield there on the counter, but somehow resisted. The feel of her bare pelt against his, her stomach on his cock, as he helped her down nearly sent him back over the border. Breathing heavily, he looked straight in her eyes and tried to say in a calm voice,
"Are you done, or do you want to teach more."
Anna, standing on wobbly legs finally regained the ability to verbalise."I want you to prove me everything."
Gracie Allen struggled to keep himself from acting until Anna had recovered."When is Jake coming home ?"He asked.
Anna looked up at him like a kid admitting to a lie."Everybody is out of townspeople to see granddaddy. I'm the only one here, stayed behind for a swim meet."
Ethan Allen only gave her a sardonic disapproving glare, then grabbed her handwriting, and result her off to the bedroom .