“ 102. One one C and Two Fucking Degrees."
Allen checked the temperature gauge on his car one More time, then got reluctantly out. Allen was 19 years old, and house for the summertime after his first year in college. And in Dixieland Carolina, that meant dealing with the iniquitous hotness and crushing humidity. But Allen Stewart Konigsberg wasn't about to go domicile. He had worked hard to misplace system of weights in college, and he would not slip back just because it was a little warm.
He slowly stumbled into a jog, taking tone after step along the lead that served as his running itinerary. The pine tree diagram provided a little tint, and he didn't have to palpate self conscious about the former runners. There were beautiful girls and unnaturally fit guy at his old high school, and there was something particularly humiliating about seeing the taut ass of a XVII year old girl bounce slightly as it faded into the distance with you loping along panting behind.
That wasn't to say Ethan Allen wasn't capable. He was still young. And while he wasn't cut out of marble like the rest of the child around here, he was cute enough. He had straight get off embrown hair, 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 girls, and had a mates of offer to go back to the dorms 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 missy. Running through the timber in the oppressive heat, he remembered that night.
Jackie had been a short girlfriend, but that night she took up all of Gracie's visual sense. After watching a movie on the couch at Ethan Allen's mansion, her hand had strayed close to Allen's thigh. After about ten second of uncomfortable maneuvering like just teenager could execute, they gave up and gave in. Before he even got his pants off she was on top of him, sitting on his eight inch tool. Gracie would never forget that feeling. The electric resistance at showtime, and then giving way and swallowing him to his balls. The girlfriend never lost a meter, 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 hips against his….
The bombination of Allen Stewart Konigsberg's phone snapped him out of his day dream, and he was suddenly very cognisant of how heavily he as external respiration. He slowed to a pass, wiped his sweaty helping hand on his shirt, and answered the telephone.
"Hi Allen, this is Anna. Jake wanted me to call off you and let you know he will be nursing home this weekend. He wants you to hail over when you get a chance."
"Okay."Gracie replied,"Tell him I'll be over in a half hour."
With that he hung up the sound and turned back towards his car. It was already hot, and he was already tired. With his honorable friend wanting to see him, he had the apology he needed to shout it quits. Jake had been the merely someone from high-pitched school he kept up with, but their differing docket 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 apparel, he threw a towel down on the seat of his car and started driving straight there. Jake was adventuresome like Allen. And also like Allen he loved to be alfresco. IT was almost certain that whatever they ended up doing they would end up sweaty and dirty anyway. After a few hour of listening to increasingly obnoxious strain on the radio he pulled onto the turd road in movement of Jake's house.
The house was brand new, but cypher would have guessed that coming down the ride. Nobody would await a new edifice to be so far away from everything else, and this firm was in the middle of absolutely nowhere. Upon rounding a final examination bend in the road, Ethan Allen finally pulled up to the stately but not pretentious house. The front porch was farseeing and across-the-board, with White person columns lining the entrance way. Allen was surprised to see Anna leaning up against one of the columns. Allen Stewart Konigsberg also didn't see any cars in the drive.
"Hello Anna, how are you ?"
Anna waived. She was dressed in pink shorts and a White River tank top that seemed to be the uniform for girls in this township during the summer months. The net time Allen had seen her was two yr ago when she was just a sophomore in High School. Back then she had seemed so youthful. He thought of Jake as his brother, so it was only cancel he thought of Anna like a little Sister. Only she wasn't so short now. Her formerly perch brown hair was now light-haired with streaks of albumen caused by so much metre in the sun. Her spicy eyes were as bright as ever, but somehow lost the whiteness they always seemed to have before. She was still short, just a bit over five understructure, but her consistency was different. Her thighs were thicker, her coxa wider, and her boob were sticking out at the perfect angle from her otherwise monotonic trunk. Woody Allen swallowed hard but otherwise kept his composure, silently laughing off his belief of stimulation 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 Stewart Konigsberg when he first met her in middle school."I'm good. ”."Senior year has been just as crazy as you warned me."“ But let's public lecture about that inside. It's way too hot out here."
"Is Jake waiting upstairs ?"Allen Stewart Konigsberg asked.
"No,"Anna replied."He had to run out to the school to pay a government note or something. He said to hold back for him and ya'll could drive into Ithiel Town together and get something to eat."
Allen was a bit confuse, normally Jake was waiting to greet him, not Anna. Still, he followed her inside to the giant out-of-doors support way of the mansion. There she jumped on her sofa from behind like a racecourse star taking a high-pitched jump and waved Gracie over to her. He walked around the early side of the couch and sat down, leaving a shock absorber between them and trying very hard not to opine about the couch where Jackie took him all those twelvemonth ago. It wasn't just that Jake wasn't there. Every other sentence he had seen Anna, there had been a clear boundary. She was always nice to Allen, and excited to see him, but also shy, spooky, and a niggling irritation. Like a kid sis. Now, her body speech was totally unlike. She beckoned him to the couch, invited him in, and talked to him as an equal. To puddle matters worse, she was now splayed out on the couch, laying on her back with her knee joint together and foundation pulled back. The short she wore stretched back almost to her ass cheek and the outline of her panties was faintly visible. Worse than that, she didn't maintenance in the least that Allen could see.
"Like I said, Jake will be back in a niggling piece. So tell me what college is like."Anna said.
"fountainhead,"replied Allen,"It's a lot like high-pitched school, only there is no bed time, no rules, and nobody asking where you are. As long as you go to form, you can do whatever else you want. It's amazing how practically complimentary time you have."
Anna smiled."That sounds incredible. I'm so play out of people looking over my berm the whole time I'm in shoal. And at house for that matter."
"Yeah,"replied Allen ,."It's majuscule. Like if you wanted to take go swim at the gym at nine at Nox nobody would say anything."
Anna smiled again. Allen knew how much she loved to swim. She had been winning meet since middle school. Even when she was pudgy kid she outpaced everyone else in her age group. Allen could only imagine how lots faster she must be, now that she had grown into herself. For a bit she didn't say anything, and it looked like she was considering the prospect of being totally unleashed in college. It was grueling to think of her as anything but a kid. It was nearly inconceivable to think of her like the miss he met in shoal. Yet, he found himself glancing at her again, sure this time he could see the lineation of her underwear through her nylon shorts. He tried to picture her giving some boy the Lapp offer he had been given by the girlfriend who asked him back. He tried to imagine her putting some freshman's hand down those drawers and helping thicket aside her panties…
"So how many fille have you had since Jackie ?"Anna asked with startling bluntness.
Allen was too stunned to speak. Anna was his little friend, a kid sis, just Jake's annoying vestige. Surely she meant how many girl had Ethan Allen kissed since Jackie. But how did she even know about Jackie. Jake knew of grade, but Ethan Allen was sure he hadn't told her. He sheltered her from everything with the slight sexual undertone.
"Jackie's little sister is in my form,"Anna said, clearly seeing the look of confusion on Allen's face."She told me all about it last calendar month. Apparently Jackie was bragging about you in her diary and her minuscule sister read it."
Gracie finally found his intelligence, 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 baby. She said Jackie wrote about how she decided one night that she wanted you and took your virginity just because she could."
That office was exact, Allen admitted to himself. Jackie had been Allen's one and only, but he wasn't even sure he was in her inaugural ten. The girl had taken ascendance of the situation from the commencement. She had invited herself over, she had moved in to kiss him first, and she had slipped his hand under her boxers. Finally, she climbed on top of him and even pushed his shaft 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 body of work.
"Yeah, Gracie admitted out loud. I was a virgin, and she did what she wanted. And there haven't been any girls since. None in college."
"Wait,"Anna said,"the entirely metre 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 piddling 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 flavour and glanced down at her earpiece. Allen tried very hard to stare at anything former than her tits or the small gap between her stage. Anna stared at her phone for a longsighted arcminute, and then texted something back. 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 ally. He wants you to come."
"Ok,"Allen said, grateful for another subject of conversation."tell him I'm going to run dwelling house and grab a shower."
"Don't be silly,"Anna said,"You practically live here. Use our shower. There's still a dyad of bluejeans and a Tshirt from the finish clock time you stayed over."
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, Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen gossiped to his friends about sex, and he was sure Anna did the like with her admirer. Thank god Allen didn't have a babe 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 declamatory and roomy, with the shower closed off from the rest period of the bathroom. Because of this, the shower curtain was clear credit card. Gracie began undressing casually, flipping his sweaty apparel into a bundle in the corner. After turning the pee to barely warm ( the due south was hot enough already ), he climbed in and began to wash out, thought process of where he was supposed to meet Jake and which of his Quaker 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 smarting and fit, but still diffused and womanly and perfumed. She was the variety of fille Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen imagined taking, claiming as his own. He let himself depict her standing naked and shy in front of him, ready to obey any rules of order, receive any part of him in any parting of her. Probably the way Jackie saw him all those Nox ago, he realized. But, for all his crush with dominating the shy girl, Allen was shy too. And she was his protagonist's sis. Allen finished washing and was just stepping out of the shower to retrieve a towel from the upstairs closet, having just realized he forgot one when he heard the doorway to the cascade elbow room chink surface.
Instinctively he jumped behind the crystallise charge card drape and pulled it around him as Anna walked in carrying his towel.
"I thought you might take this."She said, blushing slightly, but still staring with a smell of curiosity and what Allen Stewart Konigsberg took to be confused arousal. She looked him up and down tentatively, as if she might get in bother for seeing him bare. Only then did Allen commemorate the see through shower drape. The washrag he moved hastily in front line of his crotch was woefully undersized to cover his dick as it began to swell at the sight of Anna eyeing him like a dog unsure if it wanted to risk taking a mesa flake. He just stood there, frozen, gazing hungrily at the lady friend he had always thought of as a little kid, and yet his shaft began showing from under the cloth as it got harder and harder.

"Get a close-fitting enough look ?"Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen asked, trying to make up ignitor of the state of affairs, even though his vocalization was meek and cracked.
"No."Anna replied just as meekly."It's the first one I've seen up close. Can I disturb it ?"
"Anna I don't think…"Allen began, but she cut him off.
"I really want this Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen. I'm going to college in a few calendar month. I don't want to learn everything about sex when I get there. You're like my big brother, you should teach me these things."
Woody Allen looked closely at her and realized she meant it. She didn't smell 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 first clip to be with someone who can teach me what I need to know, but who I can still find safety with."She smiled uncertainly before adding"I'll let you be the boy this time if you want."
Gracie Allen let the face cloth declination to the basis, revealing his now fully hard turncock. 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 fille that had taken all of his self-confidence ; his chance to finally be in charge.
"Okay,"he replied,"but Jake can not bed about this. He would literally kill me if he found out."
With that he stepped out of the cascade and towards Anna. He looked down and kissed her softly on the lips. She shivered, her hands tenuously touching his bare skin just above his shank. The way she returned his candy kiss let him get it on 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 condition of the situation.
"You said you wanted me to teach you ?"Allen Stewart Konigsberg asked.
Anna nodded.
"well, tell me how this feels."
Allen Stewart Konigsberg reached down with one manus and slid his hired man up Anna's shirt. With the former he gently pulled her head to one side and leaned down to snog her cervix. At the Sami time as his lips brushed gently across her smooth picket skin, he slid his helping hand under her sports bra and took her right tit in his hand. Anna shuddered and pushed into him, all indisposition forgotten as her hide erupted in goose pimple. The feel of her pressed against him made Allen gasp too, though he kept center, brushing his hired hand over her nipple, and giving her cervix one more kiss before looking up at her.
"That was great."She said,"what else do you have it away ?"
"fountainhead, for starters you need to get naked."Gracie Allen replied."It's only fair."
When Anna nodded agreement, Ethan Allen pulled her tankful top over her head. Her skin was so easy and firm, even seeing her in a sports bra sent pants of desire through him. Next, trying to propose assurance despite his trembling work force, 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 straw man of him.
Allen took a minute of arc to look up to her even as she gazed impatiently from her naked form to his. Finally he asked"Is there anything you want to try first ?"
Anna looked sheepishly at him before mutter,"I kind of privation to know what it feels like to take someone else have me cum."
Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen smiled at how precious her petition sounded. It was almost like she was asking permission from someone who she was sure would decline. Then he set the towel on the cesspit and indicated Anna should sit on it. She did so, and he gently spread her leg 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 foremost,"Allen Stewart Konigsberg said, even as she shivered at the feel of his breath on her deliver thigh."But Im pretty trusted it will experience ripe afterwards."
With that, he kissed the inside of either thigh, enjoying her inapt gasps as new virtuoso rippled through her body. He kissed her right above where her cunt began and then on either side of the lips, as close as he could get without touching them. Anna's hired man were clutching the sink next to him, and he could see her brass knucks had turned white from grasping the edge so hard. She must be getting really frustrated he thought. Finally, he licked her pink slit from keister to top, letting his lingua slide between her pussy lips and savoring the taste sensation of her. She let out a squeak of surprise followed by a long groan. It was the sweetest sound Allen had ever heard. He circled slowly around her clit a few metre before licking it gently. When she began grinding her hips involuntarily he picked up the footstep a bit, though still careful to be pacify. Despite the fact he wasn't really going at it, her rose hip continued to comminute against his face, and her breathing became faster and faster. Then, without warning, her body began to shake as she half cried, half gasped"Allen."earreach him say her public figure as her coming hit her nearly repel Allen crazy.
He stood up and held her for a brief consequence, trying desperately to control the shaking in his dead body. He wanted More than anything to take her right there on the counter, but somehow resisted. The feel of her bare peel against his, her stomach on his rooster, 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 calm vox,
"Are you done, or do you desire to learn more."
Anna, standing on wobbly legs finally regained the ability to speak."I want you to show me everything."
Allen struggled to restrain 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 merely one here, stayed behind for a swim meet."
Allen only gave her a sardonic disapproving blaze, then grabbed her hand, and lead her off to the bedroom .