“ 102. One C and Two Fucking Degrees."
Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen checked the temperature gauge on his car one More time, then got reluctantly out. Gracie Allen was 19 yr old, and home for the summertime after his for the first time yr in college. And in South Carolina, that meant dealing with the ungodly hotness and crushing humidness. But Woody Allen wasn't about to go home. He had worked hard to mislay free weight in college, and he would not slue back just because it was a trivial warm.
He slowly stumbled into a jog, taking gradation after measure along the lead that served as his running path. The pine Tree provided a slight shade, and he didn't have to feel self conscious about the other runners. There were beautiful girls and unnaturally fit guys at his old high school, and there was something particularly humiliating about seeing the tight ass of a XVII twelvemonth old missy bounce slightly as it faded into the distance with you loping along panting behind.
That wasn't to say Woody Allen wasn't up to. He was still untested. And while he wasn't cut out of marble like the rest of the kids around here, he was precious enough. He had straight ignite Brown University hair, stood at five eleven, and was getting slimmer every day, with a spacious chest and a boylike face. At college he did okay with the girls, and had a couple of offers to go back to the dormitory on party nights. 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 girlfriend. Running through the forest in the tyrannical heat, he remembered that night.
Jackie had been a scant girl, but that dark she took up all of Woody Allen's sight. After watching a moving picture on the couch at Allen Stewart Konigsberg's house, her hand had strayed close to Allen Stewart Konigsberg's thigh. After about ten minutes of uncomfortable maneuvering like but 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 column inch cock. Allen would never forget that feeling. The resistance at initiative, and then giving way and swallowing him to his balls. The female child never lost a heartbeat, moaning softly, then staring at him.
"doe that feel 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 hips against his….
The buzz of Allen's phone snapped him out of his day dreaming, and he was suddenly very cognizant of how heavily he as breathing. He slowed to a walking, wiped his sweaty hands on his shirt, and answered the phone.
"Hi Allen, this is Anna. Jake wanted me to predict you and let you recognize he will be abode this weekend. He wants you to descend over when you get a chance."
"Okay."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 comfortably friend wanting to see him, he had the alibi he needed to call it quits. Jake had been the only if person from high school day he kept up with, but their differing docket made it difficult to get together.
The parkway over to Jake's mansion wasn't far, but Allen still wanted to get there as soon as he could. Foregoing a cascade or a modification of clothes, he threw a towel down on the seat of his car and started driving straight there. Jake was adventurous like Gracie Allen. And also like Ethan Allen he loved to be outside. IT was almost certain that whatever they ended up doing they would end up sweaty and soil anyway. After a few min of listening to increasingly objectionable songs on the radio he pulled onto the dirt road in forepart of Jake's house.
The household was brand new, but nonentity would feature guessed that coming down the cause. cipher would expect a new building to be so far away from everything else, and this house was in the midriff of absolutely nowhere. Upon rounding a final exam curve in the road, Allen finally pulled up to the stately but not pretentious business firm. The social movement porch was long and full, with whiten columns lining the entranceway way. Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen was surprised to see Anna leaning up against one of the columns. Gracie also didn't see any motorcar in the drive.
"Hello Anna, how are you ?"
Anna waived. She was dressed in garden pink shorts and a white tank top that seemed to be the uniform for girls in this townspeople during the summer months. The last metre Allen had seen her was two class ago when she was just a sophomore in eminent School. Back then she had seemed so young. He thought of Jake as his brother, so it was only cancel he thought of Anna like a fiddling sister. Only she wasn't so little now. Her formerly light brown hair was now blonde with streaks of snowy caused by so much meter in the sun. Her juicy eyes were as brilliant as ever, but somehow lost the whiteness they always seemed to have before. She was still myopic, just a bit over five feet, but her body was different. Her thighs were thicker, her hips wider, and her breast were sticking out at the perfect angle from her otherwise monotone torso. Gracie swallowed voiceless but otherwise kept his composure, silently laughing off his spirit 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 name she gave Allen when he first met her in middle schoolhouse."I'm good. ”."Senior year has been just as unhinged as you warned me."“ But let's public lecture about that inside. It's way too hot out here."
"Is Jake waiting upstairs ?"Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen asked.
"No,"Anna replied."He had to run out to the school to pay a circular or something. He said to wait for him and ya'll could hinge on into town together and get something to eat."
Allen Stewart Konigsberg was a bit scattered, normally Jake was waiting to recognise him, not Anna. Still, he followed her interior to the goliath open air animation way of the house. There she jumped on her couch from behind like a cart track virtuoso taking a high parachuting and waved Allen over to her. He walked around the other side of the sofa and sat down, leaving a cushion between them and trying very hard not to suppose about the sofa where Jackie took him all those eld ago. It wasn't just that Jake wasn't there. Every former metre he had seen Anna, there had been a clear boundary. She was always courteous to Allen, and excited to see him, but also shy, nervous, and a little vexation. Like a kid Sister. Now, her body spoken language was totally dissimilar. She beckoned him to the couch, invited him in, and talked to him as an match. To make matters uncollectible, she was now splayed out on the couch, laying on her back with her knees together and feet pulled back. The boxers she wore stretched back almost to her ass face and the precis of her panties was faintly visible. Worse than that, she didn't attention in the least that Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen could see.
"Like I said, Jake will be back in a little piece. So say me what college is like."Anna said.
"Well,"replied Ethan Allen,"It's a lot like gamey school, only there is no bed time, no rules, and nobody asking where you are. As long as you go to family, you can do whatever else you want. It's amazing how much free metre you have."
Anna smiled."That sounds unbelievable. I'm so weary of people looking over my shoulder the wholly time I'm in school. And at home for that matter."
"Yeah,"replied Ethan 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 knew how much she loved to drown. She had been winning meets since middle school. Even when she was pudgy kid she outpaced everyone else in her age radical. Gracie Allen could only imagine how much 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 strong to consider of her as anything but a kid. It was nearly impossible to think of her like the lady friend he met in school. Yet, he found himself glancing at her again, sure this sentence he could see the outline of her underclothes through her nylon shorts. He tried to envision her giving some boy the same go he had been given by the girls who asked him back. He tried to imagine her putting some fledgeling's hand down those pants and helping brush aside her panties…
"So how many miss have you had since Jackie ?"Anna asked with startling bluntness.
Allen Stewart Konigsberg was too stunned to speak. Anna was his trivial Friend, a kid sister, just Jake's annoying shadow. Surely she meant how many female child had Allen Stewart Konigsberg kissed since Jackie. But how did she even know about Jackie. Jake knew of track, but Gracie Allen was for certain he hadn't told her. He sheltered her from everything with the slightest intimate undertone.
"Jackie's piffling sister is in my division,"Anna said, clearly seeing the expression of confusion on Allen's face."She told me all about it last month. Apparently Jackie was bragging about you in her daybook and her little sister read it."
Allen Stewart Konigsberg finally found his language, 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 footling babe. She said Jackie wrote about how she decided one night that she wanted you and took your virginity just because she could."
That piece was accurate, Allen admitted to himself. Jackie had been Gracie's one and only, but he wasn't even sure he was in her outset ten. The girl had taken control of the site from the starting time. She had invited herself over, she had moved in to buss him first, and she had slipped his hand under her drawers. 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 work.
"Yeah, Gracie admitted out forte. I was a Virgin, and she did what she wanted. And there haven't been any young woman since. None in college."
"waiting,"Anna said,"the only if time you ever had sex with a girl, 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 picayune kid anymore Allen."She shot back. She only used his wide-cut epithet when she was mad at him."I'm 18 you know."
She shot him another exasperated look and glanced down at her phone. Allen tried very knockout to stare at anything other than her nipple or the modest gap between her leg. Anna stared at her phone for a long minute of arc, and then texted something back. Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen was awkwardly staring at a statue on the mantlepiece when she finally looked up.
"Jake says he is going out to dinner with some admirer. He wants you to come."
"Ok,"Allen said, grateful for another topic 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 pair of bluejeans and a Tshirt from the lowest sentence you stayed over."
Allen really thought that was a bad idea, but couldn't pinpoint why exactly he was so spooky. It was probably just the way Anna was talking. It was probably just the fact that he wasn't used to her being an grownup. After all, Allen gossiped to his friends about sex, and he was sure Anna did the same with her friends. Thank god Gracie didn't have a babe if he was this protective of his protagonist's sister. He didn't answer her. He Just nodded and headed upstairs to the shower.
The up the stairs privy was orotund and roomy, with the shower bath closed off from the rest of the bathroom. Because of this, the shower curtain was clear plastic. Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen began undressing casually, flipping his sweaty clothes into a hatful in the recession. After turning the water to barely warm up ( the South was hot enough already ), he climbed in and began to lap, cerebration of where he was supposed to take on Jake and which of his champion would be there with him. However, it wasn't long before his thoughts drifted back to Anna.
She had grown into a beautiful woman. She was smart and fit, but still diffuse and feminine and honeyed. She was the kind of little girl Allen imagined taking, claiming as his own. He let himself picture her standing naked and shy in front of him, fix 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 female child, Allen was shy too. And she was his supporter's babe. Gracie finished washing and was just stepping out of the shower to retrieve a towel from the up the stairs closet, having just realized he forgot one when he heard the door to the shower room clink 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 aspect of curiosity and what Allen took to be confused arousal. She looked him up and down tentatively, as if she might get in trouble for seeing him nude. Only then did Woody Allen remember the see through shower curtain. The flannel he moved hastily in battlefront of his genital organ was woefully undersized to handle his pecker as it began to intumesce at the tidy sum of Anna eyeing him like a dog unsure if it wanted to chance taking a table scrap. He just stood there, frozen, gazing hungrily at the little girl he had always thought of as a little kid, and yet his dick began showing from under the textile as it got harder and harder.

"Get a fill up enough tone ?"Allen Stewart Konigsberg asked, trying to hit light of the situation, even though his voice was meek and cracked.
"No."Anna replied just as meekly."It's the initiative one I've seen up close. Can I touch it ?"
"Anna I don't think…"Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen began, but she cut him off.
"I really want this Gracie. I'm going to college in a few month. I don't want to discover everything about sex when I get there. You're like my big buddy, you should learn me these things."
Allen looked closely at her and realized she meant it. She didn't face 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 get-go time to be with somebody who can teach me what I need to know, but who I can still feel condom with."She smiled uncertainly before adding"I'll let you be the boy this time if you want."
Allen let the washcloth nightfall to the ground, revealing his now fully hard prick. He didn't know what he was doing. All he knew was that he couldn't turn her down. This was his luck, to finally get over the girl that had taken all of his confidence ; his chance to finally be in charge.
"Okay,"he replied,"but Jake can not make love 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 lips. She shivered, her paw tenuously touching his bare skin just above his shank. The way she returned his osculation let him know she had at least done that before. But everything else was ho-hum and awkward. Finally, he broke off the candy kiss, and decided to take dominance of the situation.
"You said you wanted me to learn you ?"Allen asked.
Anna nodded.
"fountainhead, tell apart me how this feels."
Allen reached down with one paw and slid his mitt up Anna's shirt. With the former he gently pulled her school principal to one face and leaned down to kiss her neck. At the Sami prison term as his lips brushed gently across her bland picket skin, he slid his hand under her variation bra and took her flop tit in his bridge player. Anna shuddered and pushed into him, all reluctance forgotten as her skin erupted in goosebumps. The feel of her pressed against him made Ethan Allen pant too, though he kept concenter, brushing his hand over her nipple, and giving her neck opening one more candy kiss before looking up at her.
"That was great."She said,"what else do you recognise ?"
"Well, for starters you need to get naked."Gracie Allen replied."It's only fair."
When Anna nodded concord, Allen pulled her tank car top over her head. Her pelt was so easygoing and house, even seeing her in a sports bra sent pants of desire through him. Next, trying to project self-assurance despite his trembling hands, he undid her bra and let her c cup tits flop exempt. 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 short pants and underwear leaving her completely naked in presence of him.
Allen Stewart Konigsberg took a second to look up to her even as she gazed impatiently from her naked sort to his. Finally he asked"Is there anything you want to try first ?"
Anna looked sheepishly at him before murmur,"I sort of want to know what it feels like to have mortal else make me cum."
Allen smiled at how cunning her petition sounded. It was almost like she was asking license from someone who she was sure would decline. Then he set the towel on the cesspool and indicated Anna should sit on it. She did so, and he gently spread her wooden leg which she had instinctively crossed to hide herself. Between them he found her perfectly shaven pink puss, already glistening and wet.
"This might tickle at first,"Allen said, even as she shivered at the feel of his breather on her tolerate thigh."But Im pretty sure it will feel soundly afterwards."
With that, he kissed the inside of either thigh, enjoying her awkward gasps as new sensations rippled through her dead body. He kissed her right above where her slit began and then on either side of the lips, as close as he could get without touching them. Anna's hands were clutching the sump next to him, and he could see her knuckle duster had turned White River from grasping the sharpness so hard. She must be getting really frustrated he thought. Finally, he licked her pink slit from rear to top, letting his tongue coast between her puss mouth and savoring the tasting of her. She let out a close shave of surprisal followed by a long 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 hips involuntarily he picked up the pace a bit, though still thrifty to be assuage. 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 warning, her torso began to shake as she half cried, half gasped"Allen."auditory modality him say her epithet as her orgasm hit her nearly drove Allen weirdo.
He stood up and held her for a brief moment, trying desperately to control the quivering in his body. He wanted more than anything to involve her right there on the counter, but somehow resisted. The flavour of her bare skin against his, her tum on his prick, as he helped her down nearly sent him back over the edge. respiration heavily, he looked straight in her eye and tried to say in a composure voice,
"Are you done, or do you want to read more."
Anna, standing on wobbly legs finally regained the power to speak."I want you to show me everything."
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 grandad. I'm the only one here, stayed behind for a float meet."
Allen only gave her a sardonic disapproving blaze, then grabbed her hand, and leave her off to the bedroom .