The girls were sitting around in the café drinking deep brown. They were all 17 or 18 and on summertime vacation about to startle their final year at school. The place was a bit ratty, murkily lit with plastic mesa covers but it was sleazy and a favourite haunt of the youngsters.

The topic of conversation was sex, as it so often was.

"It was still in my mouth when he came !"Explained one describing a steamy session in the back of her fellow's car the night before.

"I think I will birth to go on the tablet - we're spending a circumstances on safety and I so much prefer doing it bareback."Boasted another, and so it went on.

Anastasia always felt left out of these conversations as she had no experiences of her own to percentage. She lived with her Dad and Stepmother nearby in a rented run-down menage. They had hardly any money, especially after her parents'divorcement and her Dad's remarriage the class before. Anastasia desperately wanted to train as a Dr. but the college fees and expense would be crippling. She had worked all summer six days a calendar week at two jobs to lay aside some immediate payment for her educational activity and to add to the family budget so had trivial clip for boyfriends.

Anastasia's parents were Russian and they had emigrated when she was seven. She soon settled into her new environment. She quickly learnt English people, but never lost her Russian speech pattern. As a child she was not particularly pretty, but this changed as she became a teenager. She was now medium summit, a dear material body, retentive blond hair, fair skinned and with perfect tense size C breasts. She could not expend much on clothes but she had a serious eye for style and made the about of what was available in her local Polemonium van-bruntiae shop. She knew she was attractive, but never had the prison term to cultivate swain as her business and subject area took all her energy.

That weekend her parents were away seeing her Dad's sister and husband, uncle toby. She did not want to go because Uncle toby fillpot jug groped her bosom at the Christmas party shoemaker's last year. Uncle toby jug was overweight, balding and had bad breath and she found him disgusting before the incident, now she never wanted to see him again. Fortunately St. John, the minister's son, provided a gross apology to miss the kinfolk visit when he asked her to help with the Sunday-school pushover that he was organising. She gladly accepted so she could avoid her lecherous uncle Toby. The afternoon was turning to evening when the last picnicker drifted away leaving John the Evangelist and Anastasia to fetch up clearing up. Anastasia reached into her bag and handed him an apple. He smiled at her and accepted the gift.

"It's a lovely evening so let's walkway back along the river ”, he suggested as they munched their apples. She know he had a reputation with the girls, but she liked him so readily agreed. Once round the curve of the river, he stopped and gently kissed her ; she didn't try to barricade him. His hands drifted upwards and he began stroked her breasts, gently, not like the bumpy groping of uncle toby. She didn't try to stop him. His hands lifted her tee shirt so he could palpate her chest over her bra but this was not the clumsy fumbling of an inexperient teenager. Anne, the frumpish 51-year old church-choir leader had taught him well, when she took him into her bed the previous winter, and given him lots of practice. adjacent, his finger's breadth found her bra clasp and he expertly undid it allowing him to stroke her breasts causing her nipples to maturate ; it felt so good.

He paused from their petting and asked :"Make eff ?"

She was half expecting this, but she said null and just nodded. They walked away from the path and into a wooded glade where they found a patch of dry sens to lie on. He quickly took off the rest of her dress and undressed himself then they laid together on the dry smoke. She had never been naked with a boy before. She had butterflies in her tummy as she felt both nervous and liberated being like this with him. He took a condom from his sac and put it on the ground next to him.

"We don't want any little chance event, do we ?"

She was relieved that she would not hold to interest about getting pregnant. The overplus she felt when she was first naked disappeared when he began kissing her ; being like this with him, it just felt so right wing. She had never seen a man voiceless before so she was storm how big he had become and she wondered how it would fit inside her petite pussy.

They kissed again and it felt wonderful embracing each other feeling his naked eubstance against hers. She expected him to bed her heterosexual away but he didn't. He kissed her tit and licked her mammilla. One hand and slipped between her legs, finding her wet slit with his fingers. He found a office to stroke gently which gave her terrific tingling belief inside. Next he was kissing her stomach then he started gently licking her sensitive maculation while his fingers entered her pussy and stroked her just inside. Her body flicker and shook and she screamed with pleasure as she experienced her first really sexual climax. He paused briefly to kiss her then made her come again, then again. She didn't try to stop him.

He expertly rolled the safety over his hard peter and she spread her legs apart to let him in. He slid over her so he was lying between her legs. She felt his shaft probing the entrance of her wet pussy and it began to slip inside her. It felt compressed, but not painful, as it slipped further and further inside her. He began thrusting, gently at low but then more vigorously which felt wonderful. He paused several prison term to kiss her passionately before continuing with their love making. This seemed to go on for ever before he finally exclaimed :"Yes ! Yes !"and filled the rubber with his spunk.

They lay together, cuddled and kissed then dressed and walked to her house, which would be theirs for various hours. She cooked a promptly snack for them then she took his helping hand and walked upstairs to her sleeping room. She moved her teddy wear form the bed. They stripped off each other's dress, lay on the bed to defecate passion again. This was even better than the riverside sitting, Anastasia had discovered she really liked sex and could now love New World chat about it with her girlfriends.

The summer drew to a close and John left for college. Anastasia was sad to let him go but recognize that long-distance relationships didn't last. Besides, having experienced sex with him, she now wanted to try set of early things before she went to college herself the postdate class.

During her terminal year she had sex with several son and one lady friend. The missy was one of her close friends. They had gone back to her place, while her parents were out, and had a yoke of chalk of wine. Talking about boys and sex, with the booze, made them both really horny. As there was no cock available, they slipped off each other's clothes, kissed and fingered each other before trying the 69 position to make them both come. This was a very special experience, and something she had dreamed about trying but not what she wanted to do regularly.

She quickly discovered that the male child who were nervy and boasted about their sexual exploits were usually the risky lovers. She particularly liked fucking boys who were inexperienced, or even Virgo the Virgin, because she could control the stride of the showdown and she enjoyed educating them as John had done with her the summer before.

Then there was Alan, the class swot. He was splendid at maths and the instructor hated him because he would frequently take exception what they were trying to teach. It was during these intellectual duals, which he invariably won, that he felt really surefooted in himself and self-assured. He did not flow out with girls and was often branded as gay by his more unkind class fellow. Anastasia did not guess he was because he did not fall out a lot with boys either. Alan was tall and rangy with unkempt haircloth. He usually wore cloth that seldom matched and did nothing to meliorate his unattractive paradigm. He was physically fit. He was a good offset and was occasionally picked for school fun team, but maths was his passion.

It was the starting of the summer term and as Anastasia was leaving school one Friday she met Alan who was also on the way home.

"Hi Alan, I'm glad I met you, I have a maths appointment I just can't get my head around, could you avail me ?"

"Hi Anna, sure, what is it ?"He replied

"My record book's at home base, so could you hail and get hold of a look ?"

"I would have it off to, but my parents are expecting me home plate ”.

Alan's Dad was a concluded arse and bully. He gave Alan hell, always telling him to ‘ Man up and stop reading those maths books ’. Earlier in the twelvemonth, he came to check one of Alan's biz at school day. Alan injured his foot and the motorcoach pulled him off the champaign with what later turned out to be a broken ivory. Alan's Dad disputed the decision and in the fracas with the charabanc that followed he was dragged out of the schooling by the security system precaution, a big ex-marine, and banned from ever visiting the school day again. Alan should have been embarrassed but everyone know what his Dad was like and most multitude sympathised with him.

Alan's female parent was a tranquillize, usually quite diffident fair sex. Although she worried a lot about her son, she had much more religious belief in Alan's future tense than his Dad and did not see any reason to discourage his interest in maths. Whenever she stood up to her husband, he would lose his snappishness and rant about what a puss he was and charge it on her for being too flabby.

"springiness them a call and enjoin them you are hanging out with some guys ”, Anastasia suggested. He took his phone out of his pockets and spoke to his Mother - she did not mind and was pleased he was socialising.

They got back to her sign and went in. Anastasia's Dad and Stepmother were away for the weekend. They needed some common soldier time and realised Anastasia sometimes needed the menage to herself. Anastasia's Stepmother was very noisy when she was making sexual love. The house was small with slenderize walls and Anastasia's bedchamber was next to theirs so she could always listen them. Anastasia was pleased her Dad had got his sex life back after an awful time he had with her female parent over the finish few eld. Anastasia found listening to their love life was very come alive and she would finger her own kitty-cat to silently bring herself to a climax while they were doing it.

Alan and Anastasia sat at the mesa, plain brown woodwind instrument from a punk furniture store and surrounded by four matching rickety chairs.

"My Good Book is upstairs, I'll just go and get it."She told him.

As she entered her bedchamber, an idea came into her head. She smiled to herself and undid the top two buttons of her blouse, revealing her cleavage. dorsum downstairs, after they shared a snack that Anastasia prepared, Alan took her though the mystery of Geometric Series. He was a really good teacher. He started right from the basic principle and after half an hour she really got it and started to infer math was more than just following formula. While he was talking, she noticed him taking sneak glimpse at her breasts. She ignored this, for now.

"Let's sit on the lounge, it's more easy than these chairs. Would you like a swallow ?"She asked when they had put the maths book away.

He sat on the couch and she went to get a distich of cans from the'fridge. She bent down when she handed him his can so he could not facilitate getting a really good horizon of her cleavage.

"Do you like them ?"She asked softly, touching her knocker.

He turned bright red."I … I …I'm sorry, I didn't mean to …"He stammered.

"I don't mind."she said sweetly as she sat on the sofa right next to him."When I was growing up, I was afraid my breasts would be really low or big and ugly, but I they are just right don't you think ?"She continued. He was speechless having never had this type of conversation before.

"Tell me."She went on in quite an innocent vocalism."Have you ever touched a girls knocker ?"

"No … No .. I mean … only by accident."He stammered, now feeling really uncomfortable with the turn of events. He was very well-chosen to talk to her about math, but this was a whole new Lucille Ball game. One part of him wanted end the conversation, run out of the house and escape, but another part of him wanted to stay. He had never been alone with such a beautiful little girl.

"That's shame ”. She said taking his paw and placing on her blouse above her breasts. He did not displace his hand.

"Go ahead, explore a lilliputian ”. She encouraged him which he did. She tend forward and kissed him on the mouth, while he felt her lovely breasts. The candy kiss was cumbersome but she knew he would soon learn.

His oral fissure was dry and he tried not to reveal that he was shaking and his nerve was pounding. They continued kissing and she let her fingers gently explore his trousers until she found where his turncock was. It was big ! Up until then, she thought she would just pet with him, but now she felt really ruttish and she had to have that cock of his, right now, before anyone else got to him !

"Shut your eye, I have a surprise for you ”. She commanded. He squeezed them tight shut.

She quietly slipped off her blouse and bra."No peeping now !"She told him and took his hand and put it on her bare boob. His mitt recoiled as if he had received an electric jar and he opened his heart all-inclusive.

"Oh God !"He exclaimed."I think I had better go, my parents will be worried about me ”.

Actually, his parents were having a furious row. His Mother was worried about him and his lack of sociability, but his Dad said it was all her fault that he was such a wimp."One thing we know for for certain, he's not out fucking female child, like he should be at his age."He sneered.

Anastasia pointed out that his parent could call him if they were worried. She took his handwriting again and encouraged him to stroke her breasts again. By now, her nipples were hard and her pussy was getting very wet as she anticipated what they would be doing. As they continued kissing, she slipped off his shirt so his hairy breast could rub against her consistence.

"I've got another surprisal, shut eyes if you want it."She told him. He nodded and shut his eyes again. She slipped off the repose of her clothes, took his hand and places it on her tit again."No peeping yet."She commanded.

Then she slowly slid his deal down, across her tum until it was on her wet pussy. He kept his eyes shut.

"Are you .. are you naked ?"He asked incredulously.

"Take a look."She told him.

Once again, he was speechless. It was the low gear time he had seen a naked girl but he liked what he saw. He tentatively began to research her pussy with his fingers and she smiled approvingly at him.

He wondered if he was dreaming this and, like so often lately, whether he would wake up and have to go to the bathroom to pick the semen from his pajama. But this was no pipe dream.

"Your tour to move over me a surprise now."She said, shutting her eyes and pulling down his trousers and pants. She reached for his rooster, which was now fully hard, and opened her center. It was very large, the biggest she had ever seen, nearly 10 inches long and perfectly proportioned.

"God, what a majuscule cock."She told him, making him feel embarrassed, but he did not try to obscure his member from her. She lay down full length on the settle and pulled him down on top of her so she could kiss him and stroke his turncock, carefully so he did not cum. She spread her legs as wide-eyed and guided his member toward her open, wet kitty-cat. She had condoms in her chamber but there was no way she wanted to stop what they were doing to get them. She rubbed his cock on the entrance of her kitty then slowly it started to slide it inside her.

"Please, please don't number too soon !"She thought to herself.

Alan was breathing quickly with short breathing spell. His felt his heart pounding in his breast like it was going to burst. He felt both terrified and excited about what they were doing but he continued to push his cock inside her. At number 1 her pussy was very pissed, but once it got past the entrance he slipped in easily the rest of the way. First half way then with a few more than jabbing all the way until their pubic bones touched. It felt really tight inside her but absolutely blissful.

"Fuck me Alan, fuck me !"She cried but he did not need to be told as he began thrusting in and out of her quicker and quicker. She soon reached orgasm and the muscles contracted round him but he did not stop. She screamed with pleasure then again as she felt his cum squirt inside her. They kissed as they savoured those special second together. She gently extracted his penis from her. His cum began oozing out of her pussy so she grabbed the paper napkin she had used for the drinkable to intercept it staining the sofa.

"I'm sorry."He said."I did not have in mind to .. mean to.."

"semen inside me ?"She said, finishing the sentence for him."Don't be silly, that's what's supposed to happen !"She said smiling,"and it felt absolutely wonderful when you came. We should experience used a rubber, but don't worry, I'm taking The tab so naught will materialize ”. He looked relieved.

He reached for his shirt, but she stopped him."They haven't spoke you yet and I want to spend a bit Sir Thomas More clip naked with you, it feels so-o-o good !"He didn't disagree, but she was already thinking about round two.

They chatted for over an hour. This was the first time he had talked to soul for so long and he gradually opened up about how he felt about himself, his kinship with his parents and he even disclosed that he had felt really scared of rejection so avoided getting close to anyone, especially little girl. She was a good listener, but she gently told him that naked he was really expert looking, but he hid that with his poor choice of dress and especially his pilus cut did not do the topper for him. She made some suggestions about how to improve his spirit, when clothed, how to approach missy and how to take with rejection if they did not need to sing to him. She was concerned about his relationship with his tough of a Dad and asked if he had ever stood up to him, which of course he hadn't.

function way through, he asked if she would be his girlfriend. She know she had to let him down really gently if she was not to spoil the eventide.

"I really like you but in a couple of month we will both be off to colleges one C of miles apart and long-distance relationship never employment. Also, you need to spend time getting to know more girlfriend and maybe sharing a bed with them, so we can still have great sex when we want and who knows what will pass when we both finish college ?"

He knew this made sensory faculty and although he was sad this would not be a permanent human relationship he has pleased she had left the door candid for future meetings like this. She took hold of him and kissed him gently while reaching for his cock which was growing hard again.

"Another surprise for you."She said.

He shut his eyes. She bent down, took his cock, which had grown really hard again, in her hand and slipped it into her sassing. He gasped, but did not resist. She began gently sucking and licking it, which aroused them both further, and she began to taste his pre-cum succus.

Just then his phone rang !"Shit, it's them ”. He said with choler and defeat in his voice. He answered it.

"Hi Dad"

"Where the hell are you, you are supposed to be home by now !."He shouted.

"I'm still hanging out with my friends."He replied.

"Don't fall in me that shit you haven't got any Quaker, you come home right now !"He yelled.

Anastasia looked worried, this was the end of their lovely evening she thought and she so wanted him to do it her again. He looked back at her beautiful naked soundbox, those lovely titty, partly covered by her long blond hair, and the triangle just above her perfect little pussy. He looked into her optic and guessed what she was thinking.

"Dad."He said in a firm voice that Anastasia had only ever heard him use when he was arguing a point of maths with his teachers."I am an grownup and I will come home when I am good and ready ”. Anastasia was shocked that he had the guts to verbalise this way to his foul-tempered Dad.

"I demand to live what you are doing !"Shouted his Dad at the top of his voice.

"It's none of your business what I am doing."He replied in the like stiff self-assured tonus,"but I will tell you anyway."Anastasia was now even more traumatise."I am with a beautiful girl right now and she wants me to stay the night with her and that is exactly what I am going to do."

For the first time ever, his father was at a loss for words, so he just put down the speech sound and turned to his wife who had tears running down he cheeks. Maybe she did not call for to worry so often about her son after all.

Anastasia hugged Alan tightly, kissed him passionately and also cried."That was awesome, well done you !"She exclaimed.

"Let's go to bed ; I think this could be a very farsighted night."She giggled .