“ 102. One hundred and Two Fucking Degrees."
Allen checked the temperature gauge on his car one more clip, then got reluctantly out. Allen was 19 eld old, and home for the summer after his for the first time year in college. And in Dixieland Carolina, that meant dealing with the sinful heat and crushing humidness. But Allen Stewart Konigsberg wasn't about to go home. He had worked hard to mislay weight unit in college, and he would not slide back just because it was a piffling warm.
He slowly stumbled into a jog, taking step after step along the track that served as his running route. The pine tree trees provided a little nicety, and he didn't have to sense self conscious about the early runners. There were beautiful daughter and unnaturally fit guys at his old high up shoal, and there was something particularly humiliating about seeing the tight ass of a seventeen year old miss bounce slightly as it faded into the distance with you loping along panting behind.
That wasn't to say Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen wasn't adequate to. He was still young. And while he wasn't cut out of marble like the rest of the kid around here, he was cute enough. He had straight light brown pilus, stood at five football team, and was getting slimmer every day, with a spacious chest and a boyish face. At college he did O.K. with the girls, and had a couple of offering to go back to the dorms on party nighttime. Ethan 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 forest in the oppressive oestrus, he remembered that dark.
Jackie had been a inadequate lady friend, but that night she took up all of Allen's vision. After watching a movie on the lounge at Allen's theatre, her mitt had strayed close to Allen's second joint. After about ten mo of uncomfortable maneuvering like only teenagers could attain, 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 orchis. The girl never lost a beat, moaning softly, then staring at him.
"Does that experience good ?"
Allen hadn't answered. He couldn't. Everything in his body was focused on one thing.
"Yes….. no… maybe ?"Jackie had asked, grinding her articulatio coxae against his….
The buzz of Gracie's earphone snapped him out of his day dreaming, and he was suddenly very cognisant of how heavily he as respiration. He slowed to a walk, wiped his sweaty manus on his shirt, and answered the phone.
"Hi Allen, this is Anna. Jake wanted me to call you and let you lie with he will be nursing home this weekend. He wants you to come over when you get a chance."
"Okay."Allen replied,"Tell him I'll be over in a one-half hour."
With that he hung up the phone and turned back towards his car. It was already hot, and he was already tired. With his best booster wanting to see him, he had the excuse he needed to call it quits. Jake had been the but mortal from high schoolhouse he kept up with, but their differing schedule made it hard to get together.
The drive over to Jake's house wasn't far, but Allen Stewart Konigsberg 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 rump of his car and started driving straight there. Jake was adventurous like Allen. And also like Allen he loved to be extraneous. IT was almost certain that whatever they ended up doing they would end up sweaty and dirty anyway. After a few instant of listening to increasingly objectionable Song dynasty on the radio set he pulled onto the dirt route in front of Jake's house.
The house was trade name new, but nobody would induce guessed that coming down the drive. Nobody would bear a new building to be so far away from everything else, and this home was in the center of absolutely nowhere. Upon rounding a concluding curvature in the road, Ethan Allen finally pulled up to the stately but not ostentatious house. The look porch was long and wide-eyed, with white newspaper column lining the entrance way. Allen was surprised to see Anna leaning up against one of the tower. Gracie also didn't see any railcar in the driveway.
"Hello Anna, how are you ?"
Anna waived. She was dressed in pink shorts and a Theodore Harold White armored combat vehicle top that seemed to be the uniform for girls in this town during the summer months. The cobbler's last time Gracie Allen had seen her was two years ago when she was just a sophomore in high school schooltime. Back then she had seemed so young. He thought of Jake as his brother, so it was only lifelike he thought of Anna like a niggling sister. Only she wasn't so picayune now. Her formerly lighting brown haircloth was now blond with run of white caused by so much fourth dimension in the sun. Her blue eyes were as bright as ever, but somehow lost the whiteness they always seemed to have before. She was still brusque, just a bit over five fundament, but her body was different. Her thighs were thicker, her hip joint wider, and her breasts were sticking out at the perfect Angle from her otherwise flat 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 public figure she gave Ethan Allen when he first met her in middle school."I'm good. ”."Senior yr has been just as crazy as you warned me."“ But let's talk 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 school to pay a bill or something. He said to wait for him and ya'll could cod into town together and get something to eat."
Ethan Allen was a bit mixed-up, normally Jake was waiting to greet him, not Anna. Still, he followed her inside to the titan open sustenance room of the house. There she jumped on her couch from behind like a track star topology taking a highschool leap and waved Allen over to her. He walked around the early 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 years ago. It wasn't just that Jake wasn't there. Every former meter he had seen Anna, there had been a clear edge. She was always nice to Allen, and excited to see him, but also shy, flighty, and a little annoying. Like a kid sis. Now, her body linguistic communication was totally different. She beckoned him to the couch, invited him in, and talked to him as an equalize. To take matters defective, she was now splayed out on the couch, laying on her back with her knees together and foundation pulled back. The shorts she wore stretched back almost to her ass nerve and the abstract of her panties was faintly seeable. worsened than that, she didn't tutelage in the least that Allen could see.
"Like I said, Jake will be back in a little while. So narrate me what college is like."Anna said.
"Well,"replied Allen,"It's a lot like high school, only there is no bed time, no rules, and nonentity asking where you are. As long as you go to class, you can do whatever else you want. It's amazing how much gratuitous time you have."
Anna smiled."That sounds incredible. I'm so timeworn of masses looking over my shoulder the whole time I'm in school. And at home for that topic."
"Yeah,"replied Allen ,."It's great. Like if you wanted to take go swim at the gym at nine at dark nobody would say anything."
Anna smiled again. Allen Stewart Konigsberg knew how much she loved to swim. She had been winning sports meeting since middle school. Even when she was podgy kid she outpaced everyone else in her age group. Gracie could only imagine how much faster she must be, now that she had grown into herself. For a mo she didn't say anything, and it looked like she was considering the chance 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 girl he met in schooltime. Yet, he found himself glancing at her again, sure this sentence he could see the lineation of her underwear through her nylon short circuit. He tried to envision her giving some boy the same offer he had been given by the girls who asked him back. He tried to conceive of her putting some fledgling's hand down those gasp and helping brush aside her panties…
"So how many girls have you had since Jackie ?"Anna asked with startling bluntness.
Allen Stewart Konigsberg was too stunned to speak. Anna was his lilliputian ally, a kid sister, just Jake's annoying shadow. Surely she meant how many daughter had Allen kissed since Jackie. But how did she even know about Jackie. Jake knew of trend, but Allen was sure he hadn't told her. He sheltered her from everything with the slightest sexual undertone.
"Jackie's lilliputian sister is in my course of study,"Anna said, clearly seeing the expression of mental confusion on Allen's face."She told me all about it last month. Apparently Jackie was bragging about you in her journal and her little babe 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 least according to her slight sister. She said Jackie wrote about how she decided one nighttime that she wanted you and took your virginity just because she could."
That piece was accurate, Allen admitted to himself. Jackie had been Allen's one and only, but he wasn't even sure he was in her low ten. The girlfriend had taken control of the situation 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 instincts had taken over and he began doing some of the workplace.
"Yeah, Gracie admitted out flash. I was a Virgo the Virgin, and she did what she wanted. And there haven't been any girls since. None in college."
"wait,"Anna said,"the sole 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 Allen responded,"but basically yeah."And why are you talking about this ? Do you even know what sex is Anna ?"
"I'm not a little kid anymore Allen."She shot back. She only used his full gens when she was mad at him."I'm 18 you know."
She shot him another exasperated aspect and glanced down at her phone. Allen tried very hard to stare at anything other than her tits or the small gap between her wooden leg. Anna stared at her headphone for a long minute, and then texted something back. Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie 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,"Gracie Allen said, grateful for another issue of conversation."tell him I'm going to run nursing home and grab a shower."
"Don't be silly,"Anna said,"You practically live here. Use our shower. There's still a couplet of bluejeans and a Tshirt from the lastly metre you stayed over."
Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie 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 gossiped to his friends about sex, and he was for sure Anna did the same with her booster. Thank god Gracie Allen didn't have a Sister if he was this protective of his friend's babe. He didn't answer her. He Just nodded and headed upstairs to the shower.
The upstair lav was large and roomy, with the exhibitor closed off from the eternal rest of the john. Because of this, the shower curtain was clear plastic. Allen began undressing casually, flipping his sweaty clothes into a pile in the corner. After turning the water to barely warm ( the South was hot enough already ), he climbed in and began to wash away, intellection of where he was supposed to meet Jake and which of his acquaintance would be there with him. However, it wasn't long before his persuasion drifted back to Anna.
She had grown into a beautiful fair sex. She was saucy and fit, but still delicate and feminine and sweet. She was the form of miss Allen imagined taking, claiming as his own. He let himself picture her standing naked and shy in battlefront of him, ready to obey any ordination, receive any theatrical role of him in any part of her. Probably the way Jackie saw him all those nights ago, he realized. But, for all his infatuation with dominating the shy girl, Allen was shy too. And she was his booster's sister. Allen Stewart Konigsberg finished washing and was just stepping out of the shower to find a towel from the upstairs closet, having just realized he forgot one when he heard the door to the shower room chink open.
Instinctively he jumped behind the clear charge plate 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 curiosity and what Allen took to be confused rousing. She looked him up and down tentatively, as if she might get in worry for seeing him naked. Only then did Ethan Allen recollect the see through cascade curtain. The flannel he moved hastily in front of his crotch was woefully undersized to cover his dick as it began to swell at the heap of Anna eyeing him like a dog unsure if it wanted to risk taking a table scrap. He just stood there, frozen, gazing hungrily at the girl he had always thought of as a little kid, and yet his gumshoe began showing from under the cloth as it got harder and harder.

"Get a close enough aspect ?"Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen asked, trying to defecate light of the situation, even though his interpreter was meek and cracked.
"No."Anna replied just as meekly."It's the first of all 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 pick up everything about sex when I get there. You're like my big brother, 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 virgin when she got to college.
"Ethan Allen, I trust you. I want the get-go prison term to be with someone who can teach me what I need to know, but who I can still feel secure with."She smiled uncertainly before adding"I'll let you be the boy this time if you want."
Ethan Allen let the face cloth dip to the ground, revealing his now fully voiceless cock. 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 girl that had taken all of his confidence ; his chance to finally be in charge.
"okey,"he replied,"but Jake can not know about this. He would literally kill me if he found out."
With that he stepped out of the shower bath and towards Anna. He looked down and kissed her softly on the brim. She shivered, her hands tenuously touching his bare skin just above his waist. The way she returned his snog let him know she had at least done that before. But everything else was slow and awkward. Finally, he broke off the kiss, and decided to take control of the billet.
"You said you wanted me to instruct you ?"Allen asked.
Anna nodded.
"Well, state me how this feels."
Allen reached down with one manus and slid his hand up Anna's shirt. With the former he gently pulled her head to one side and leaned down to buss her neck. At the Saame time as his rim brushed gently across her tranquil pale skin, he slid his hand under her sports bra and took her rightfield tit in his deal. Anna shuddered and pushed into him, all reluctance forgotten as her skin erupted in goosebumps. The tactile property of her pressed against him made Woody Allen pant too, though he kept focused, brushing his hired hand over her nipple, and giving her neck one more kiss before looking up at her.
"That was great."She said,"what else do you get laid ?"
"wellspring, for fledgeling you need to get naked."Allen Stewart Konigsberg replied."It's only fair."
When Anna nodded arrangement, Gracie pulled her armoured combat vehicle top over her head. Her hide was so soft and house, even seeing her in a sportswoman bra sent pants of desire through him. Next, trying to project sureness despite his trembling hands, he undid her bra and let her c cup tits flop unfreeze. She looked down at them and up at him, as if seeking approval. Allen smiled warmly. Then, as if emboldened by his favorable reception, she took off her shorts and underwear leaving her completely naked in movement of him.
Woody Allen took a hour to admire her even as she gazed impatiently from her raw cast to his. Finally he asked"Is there anything you want to try first ?"
Anna looked sheepishly at him before grumble,"I kind of deficiency to bang what it feels like to have someone else make me cum."
Allen smiled at how cute her request sounded. It was almost like she was asking permission from individual who she was sure would wane. Then he set the towel on the sump and indicated Anna should sit on it. She did so, and he gently spread her peg which she had instinctively crossed to hide herself. Between them he found her perfectly shaved pink pussy, already glistening and wet.
"This might vibrate at low gear,"Allen said, even as she shivered at the look of his breath on her assume thigh."But Im pretty sure it will feel good afterwards."
With that, he kissed the interior of either thigh, enjoying her awkward gasp as new sentience rippled through her organic structure. He kissed her right above where her prick began and then on either side of the lip, as close as he could get without touching them. Anna's manus were clutching the sink next to him, and he could see her knuckles had turned ashen from grasping the edge so hard. She must be getting really frustrated he thought. Finally, he licked her pink slit from bottom of the inning to top, letting his tongue lantern slide between her pussy back talk and savoring the gustation of her. She let out a squeaker of surprisal followed by a hanker moan. It was the sweetest sound Allen had ever heard. He circled slowly around her button a few clock time before licking it gently. When she began grinding her hip joint involuntarily he picked up the tempo a bit, though still measured to be gentle. Despite the fact he wasn't really going at it, her hips continued to grind against his face, and her breathing became faster and faster. Then, without monition, her consistence began to stir as she half holler, half gasped"Allen."Hearing him say her name as her sexual climax hit her nearly labor Allen weirdo.
He stood up and held her for a legal brief moment, trying desperately to verify the palpitation in his body. He wanted more than anything to submit her right wing there on the counter, but somehow resisted. The feel of her bare tegument against his, her abdomen on his cock, as he helped her down nearly sent him back over the edge. breathing heavily, he looked straight in her eyes and tried to say in a quieten vocalisation,
"Are you done, or do you want to learn more."
Anna, standing on wobbly legs finally regained the ability to verbalise."I want you to register me everything."
Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie 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 Ithiel Town to see Grandpa. I'm the only one here, stayed behind for a swim meet."
Allen only gave her a sardonic disapproving spotlight, then grabbed her handwriting, and lead her off to the bedroom .