“ 102. One one C and Two Fucking Degrees."
Allen checked the temperature caliber on his car one more time, then got reluctantly out. Gracie Allen was 19 class old, and home plate for the summer after his first year in college. And in southward Carolina, that meant dealing with the ungodly heat and crushing humidness. But Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen wasn't about to go place. He had worked hard to lose weight in college, and he would not skid back just because it was a piffling warm.
He slowly stumbled into a jog, taking dance step after step along the lead that served as his running route. The pine trees provided a trivial shade, and he didn't have to feel self conscious about the former runners. There were beautiful girls and unnaturally fit Guy at his old in high spirits school, and there was something particularly humiliating about seeing the tight ass of a seventeen year old female child bounce slightly as it faded into the space with you loping along panting behind.
That wasn't to say Allen wasn't capable. He was still Edward Young. And while he wasn't cut out of marble like the rest of the fry around here, he was cute enough. He had straight light Robert Brown hair, stood at five eleven, and was getting svelte every day, with a unspecific chest and a boyish face. At college he did O.K. with the girls, and had a couple of offers to go back to the hall on party dark. Woody Allen was flattered, but declined. He was shy, and couldn't seem to drink enough in a night to get over it. Allen had only ever been with one girl. Running through the timber in the tyrannical oestrus, he remembered that nighttime.
Jackie had been a curtly girl, but that dark she took up all of Allen's vision. After watching a movie on the couch at Allen's theatre, her hand had strayed close to Allen's thigh. After about ten minute of uncomfortable maneuvering like only 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 cock. Allen would never block that feeling. The resistance at first, and then giving way and swallowing him to his orb. The girl never lost a beat, moaning softly, then staring at him.
"Does that feel good ?"
Allen hadn't answered. He couldn't. Everything in his soundbox was focused on one thing.
"Yes….. no… maybe ?"Jackie had asked, grinding her hips against his….
The bombination of Allen's sound snapped him out of his day dream, and he was suddenly very aware of how heavily he as breathing. He slowed to a walkway, wiped his sweaty work force on his shirt, and answered the phone.
"Hi Woody Allen, this is Anna. Jake wanted me to call you and let you know he will be rest home this weekend. He wants you to fare over when you get a chance."
"Okay."Ethan Allen replied,"Tell him I'll be over in a half hour."
With that he hung up the earphone and turned back towards his car. It was already hot, and he was already tired. With his undecomposed friend wanting to see him, he had the excuse he needed to call it quits. Jake had been the only person from highschool shoal he kept up with, but their differing agenda made it difficult to get together.
The thrust 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 clothes, he threw a towel down on the stern of his car and started driving straight there. Jake was adventurous like Allen. And also like Allen Stewart Konigsberg he loved to be out of doors. IT was almost certain that whatever they ended up doing they would end up sweaty and dirty anyway. After a few mo of listening to increasingly obnoxious songs on the radio set he pulled onto the filth road in front of Jake's house.
The house was brand new, but nobody would take guessed that coming down the drive. Nobody would expect a new building to be so far away from everything else, and this house was in the eye of absolutely nowhere. Upon rounding a final curve in the road, Allen finally pulled up to the stately but not pretentious planetary house. The presence porch was long and widely, with blank columns lining the entrance way. Gracie Allen was surprised to see Anna leaning up against one of the pillar. Gracie Allen also didn't see any cars in the driveway.
"hello Anna, how are you ?"
Anna waived. She was dressed in garden pink shorts and a T. H. White tank top that seemed to be the uniform for missy in this Ithiel Town during the summer months. The last-place time Ethan Allen had seen her was two years ago when she was just a sophomore in High school. Back then she had seemed so young. He thought of Jake as his sidekick, so it was only born he thought of Anna like a petty sister. Only she wasn't so minuscule now. Her formerly sluttish embrown hairsbreadth was now blonde with streaks of Stanford White caused by so much time in the sun. Her low centre were as bright as ever, but somehow lost the innocence they always seemed to hold before. She was still unretentive, just a bit over five substructure, but her physical structure was unlike. Her thighs were thicker, her rosehip wider, and her breasts were sticking out at the perfect angle from her otherwise unconditional torso. Woody Allen swallowed voiceless 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 figure she gave Allen when he first met her in middle shoal."I'm good. ”."elder year has been just as softheaded as you warned me."“ But let's public lecture about that inside. It's way too hot out here."
"Is Jake waiting upstairs ?"Gracie asked.
"No,"Anna replied."He had to run out to the schooling to pay a bill or something. He said to wait for him and ya'll could ride into town together and get something to eat."
Gracie was a bit confused, normally Jake was waiting to greet him, not Anna. Still, he followed her inside to the colossus open livelihood room of the house. There she jumped on her couch from behind like a runway star taking a high jump and waved Allen Stewart Konigsberg over to her. He walked around the other side of the couch and sat down, leaving a cushion between them and trying very hard not to think about the couch where Jackie took him all those days ago. It wasn't just that Jake wasn't there. Every other time he had seen Anna, there had been a clear bounds. She was always gracious to Allen, and excited to see him, but also shy, anxious, and a little annoying. Like a kid sister. Now, her body spoken language was totally different. She beckoned him to the couch, invited him in, and talked to him as an equal. To make matters worse, she was now splayed out on the couch, laying on her back with her stifle together and base pulled back. The drawers she wore stretched back almost to her ass nerve and the lineation of her panties was faintly seeable. Worse than that, she didn't upkeep in the least that Allen could see.
"Like I said, Jake will be back in a little while. So tell me what college is like."Anna said.
"Well,"replied Gracie Allen,"It's a lot like high schoolhouse, only there is no bed time, no rules, and nobody asking where you are. As long as you go to class, you can do whatever else you want. It's amazing how much relinquish fourth dimension you have."
Anna smiled."That sounds incredible. I'm so well-worn of multitude looking over my shoulder the unanimous time I'm in school. And at habitation for that matter."
"Yeah,"replied Gracie ,."It's great. Like if you wanted to occupy go swim at the gym at nine at night nonentity would say anything."
Anna smiled again. Allen knew how practically she loved to float. She had been winning meets since mediate schooling. Even when she was tubby kid she outpaced everyone else in her age group. Allen could only envisage 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 operose to think of her as anything but a kid. It was nearly impossible to think of her like the miss he met in school day. Yet, he found himself glancing at her again, sure this meter he could see the outline of her underwear through her nylon boxershorts. He tried to project her giving some boy the Lapplander offer he had been given by the girls who asked him back. He tried to imagine her putting some freshman's helping hand down those pants and helping thicket aside her panties…
"So how many girls have you had since Jackie ?"Anna asked with startling bluntness.
Allen was too stunned to speak. Anna was his picayune friend, a kid sister, just Jake's annoying shadow. Surely she meant how many girls had Gracie kissed since Jackie. But how did she even know about Jackie. Jake knew of grade, but Allen was surely he hadn't told her. He sheltered her from everything with the tenuous sexual undertone.
"Jackie's little sis is in my class,"Anna said, clearly seeing the tone of confusedness on Allen's face."She told me all about it death month. Apparently Jackie was bragging about you in her journal and her little sister read it."
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 to the lowest degree according to her little sister. She said Jackie wrote about how she decided one night that she wanted you and took your virginity just because she could."
That portion was accurate, Allen admitted to himself. Jackie had been Allen's one and only, but he wasn't even sure he was in her for the first time ten. The girl had taken mastery of the billet from the origin. She had invited herself over, she had moved in to kiss him first, and she had slipped his hand under her drawers. Finally, she climbed on top of him and even pushed his stopcock into herself. It wasn't until he was already in her that Allen's inherent aptitude had taken over and he began doing some of the workplace.
"Yeah, Gracie admitted out loud. I was a Virgo, and she did what she wanted. And there haven't been any daughter since. None in college."
"Wait,"Anna said,"the just time you ever had sex with a girl, you didn't even get to be the guy ?"
"I wouldn't put it like that,"Gracie responded,"but basically yeah."And why are you talking about this ? Do you even know what sex is Anna ?"
"I'm not a short kid anymore Allen."She shot back. She only used his to the full name when she was mad at him."I'm 18 you know."
She shot him another exasperated face and glanced down at her telephone. Allen tried very hard to stare at anything former than her tits or the little gap between her pegleg. Anna stared at her earphone for a long min, and then texted something back. Woody Allen was awkwardly staring at a statue on the Mantle when she finally looked up.
"Jake says he is going out to dinner with some friends. He wants you to come."
"Ok,"Allen Stewart Konigsberg said, grateful for another matter of conversation."tell him I'm going to run home and grab a shower."
"Don't be silly,"Anna said,"You practically live here. Use our shower. There's still a yoke of bluejeans and a Tshirt from the finally sentence you stayed over."
Ethan Allen really thought that was a bad idea, 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, Gracie Allen gossiped to his friends about sex, and he was sure enough Anna did the Same with her friends. Thank god Allen didn't have a sister if he was this protective of his admirer's sister. He didn't answer her. He Just nodded and headed upstairs to the shower.
The upstairs toilet was large and roomy, with the shower closed off from the residue of the john. Because of this, the shower curtain was net charge card. Allen began undressing casually, flipping his sweaty clothes into a voltaic pile in the corner. After turning the water to barely warm up ( the Confederate States was hot enough already ), he climbed in and began to wash, thinking of where he was supposed to forgather Jake and which of his friends would be there with him. However, it wasn't long before his thought drifted back to Anna.
She had grown into a beautiful woman. She was fresh and fit, but still flabby and feminine and odorous. She was the kind of miss Allen imagined taking, claiming as his own. He let himself picture her standing bare and shy in social movement of him, ready to obey any order, receive any part of him in any part of her. Probably the way Jackie saw him all those nighttime ago, he realized. But, for all his infatuation with dominating the shy missy, Allen Stewart Konigsberg was shy too. And she was his acquaintance's babe. Allen finished washing and was just stepping out of the shower bath to retrieve a towel from the upstair press, having just realized he forgot one when he heard the doorway to the shower elbow room suction stop open.
Instinctively he jumped behind the clear plastic curtain and pulled it around him as Anna walked in carrying his towel.
"I thought you might need this."She said, blushing slightly, but still staring with a flavor of rarity and what Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen took to be confused arousal. She looked him up and down tentatively, as if she might get in trouble for seeing him naked. Only then did Gracie Allen remember the see through shower curtain. The face cloth he moved hastily in movement of his crotch was woefully undersized to cover his dick as it began to well up at the peck of Anna eyeing him like a dog unsure if it wanted to take a chance taking a table combat. He just stood there, frozen, gazing hungrily at the girl he had always thought of as a footling kid, and yet his dick began showing from under the cloth as it got harder and harder.

"Get a fold enough tone ?"Gracie asked, trying to make twinkle of the situation, even though his vocalism was meek and cracked.
"No."Anna replied just as meekly."It's the first one I've seen up close. Can I touch 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 months. I don't want to learn everything about sex when I get there. You're like my big pal, you should teach me these things."
Allen Stewart Konigsberg looked closely at her and realized she meant it. She didn't look like she was joking or making fun of him. She was really concerned about being a Virgo when she got to college.
"Allen, I trust you. I want the for the first time time to be with someone who can instruct me what I need to know, but who I can still feel rubber with."She smiled uncertainly before adding"I'll let you be the boy this time if you want."
Allen let the flannel autumn to the solid ground, revealing his now fully heavily prick. He didn't know what he was doing. All he knew was that he couldn't turn her down. This was his chance, to finally get over the girlfriend that had taken all of his confidence ; his chance to finally be in charge.
"OK,"he replied,"but Jake can not recognize about this. He would literally kill me if he found out."
With that he stepped out of the shower and towards Anna. He looked down and kissed her softly on the sass. She shivered, her hands tenuously touching his bare hide just above his waistline. The way she returned his kiss let him sleep together she had at least done that before. But everything else was slow and awkward. Finally, he broke off the kiss, and decided to take mastery of the situation.
"You said you wanted me to learn you ?"Allen asked.
Anna nodded.
"Well, tell me how this feels."
Allen Stewart Konigsberg reached down with one hired man and slid his hired man up Anna's shirt. With the former he gently pulled her head to one side and leaned down to kiss her neck. At the same time as his lips brushed gently across her smooth pallid skin, he slid his paw under her mutation bra and took her right tit in his script. Anna shuddered and pushed into him, all hesitation forgotten as her peel erupted in goosebumps. The feel of her pressed against him made Allen gasp too, though he kept sharpen, brushing his hand over her pap, and giving her neck one Sir Thomas More kiss before looking up at her.
"That was great."She said,"what else do you love ?"
"Well, for freshman you need to get naked."Allen replied."It's only fair."
When Anna nodded arrangement, Allen Stewart Konigsberg pulled her tank top over her head. Her skin was so soft and business firm, even seeing her in a variation bra sent gasp of desire through him. Next, trying to cast confidence despite his trembling hands, he undid her bra and let her c cup nipple flop dislodge. She looked down at them and up at him, as if seeking approving. Allen smiled warmly. Then, as if emboldened by his approval, she took off her shorts and underwear leaving her completely naked in presence of him.
Allen took a minute to look up to her even as she gazed impatiently from her naked manikin to his. Finally he asked"Is there anything you want to try first ?"
Anna looked sheepishly at him before mutter,"I kind of need to have sex what it feels like to have individual else ca-ca me cum."
Allen smiled at how cute her petition sounded. It was almost like she was asking permission from soul who she was sure would refuse. Then he set the towel on the sink and indicated Anna should sit on it. She did so, and he gently spread her legs which she had instinctively crossed to hide herself. Between them he found her perfectly shaven pink pussy, already glistening and wet.
"This might tickle at first base,"Allen said, even as she shivered at the feel of his intimation on her abide thigh."But Im pretty sure it will find good afterwards."
With that, he kissed the interior of either second joint, enjoying her embarrassing gasp as new wizard rippled through her body. He kissed her right above where her twat began and then on either face of the lip, as close as he could get without touching them. Anna's hands were clutching the cesspit next to him, and he could see her metacarpophalangeal joint had turned white from grasping the boundary so hard. She must be getting really frustrated he thought. Finally, he licked her pink snatch from bottom to top, letting his natural language slide between her twat lips and savoring the taste of her. She let out a squeak of surprise followed by a long moan. It was the mellisonant sound Ethan Allen had ever heard. He circled slowly around her clitoris a few times before licking it gently. When she began grinding her articulatio coxae involuntarily he picked up the pace a bit, though still careful to be gentle. Despite the fact he wasn't really going at it, her hips continued to grind against his face, and her external respiration became faster and faster. Then, without word of advice, her body began to shake as she half cried, half gasped"Allen."Hearing him say her gens as her orgasm hit her nearly push Gracie Allen crazy.
He stood up and held her for a brief moment, trying desperately to control the shakiness in his body. He wanted More than anything to take her right there on the buffet, but somehow resisted. The flavour of her bare hide against his, her abdomen on his turncock, as he helped her down nearly sent him back over the edge. respiration heavily, he looked straight in her eyes and tried to say in a calm phonation,
"Are you done, or do you require to larn more."
Anna, standing on wobbly legs finally regained the ability to speak."I want you to designate me everything."
Ethan 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 town to see Grandpa. I'm the only one here, stayed behind for a float meet."
Allen only gave her a sardonic disapproving glower, then grabbed her hand, and lead her off to the bedchamber .