Teen
2005-04-30

            Ok, this is my first story.   It’s not real by any means, but it could have happened.   Like I said, it’s my first, so, please don’t bash me too much.   As they say, “And now, on to the show!”
 
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            Hi, I’m Kevin.   I was reminded of this event recently, as I saw my old girlfriend the other day.   I’m 33, but at the time, I was 17.   I was about 6’ with dark hair, and blue, almost gray eyes.   I wasn’t as muscular as Ahh-nold, but I could throw around 75lb speakers like nothing.   I was the sound guy for a local band, and my girlfriend, Monica, helped me out a lot.   She was 18 at the time, and, as my grandmother always would say, “I could eat soup off of her head. ”  She had long blonde hair, was short, and a gymnast.   When I first met here, I thought she was an albino, till I saw her eyes.   They were the bluest I had ever seen.   She was going off to college in the fall, and the band was breaking up after playing a few shows that weekend.   Here’s what happened on one of our last days together:
 
            “Could you un-plug that mic over there please?”  I said.  
 
            “Which one?  There’s three,” answered Monica.

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            “Never mind, I’ll get it. ”
 
            We were packing up the gear after the beginning of the end of the band Davy’s gigs together.  I was tangled up in un-hooking all my gear around the mixer.   I ran sound.   Monica helped me.  
 
            “I’ll just un-plug them all,” Monica yelled from the stage.
 
After another hour, we finally had all the sound gear loaded into our cars.   By this time, it was getting dark out, and none of us had eaten.   The band and I decided to go out to dinner at PJ’s.   After that, Monica and I went to drop the gear at my house, but she asked if I’d go to her house instead.
 
            “You wanna come to my place?” she asked.
 
            “Sure, I need to tell my sister, my parents are out of town. ”
           
            “That’s cool.   You wanna follow me, or do you want to lead?”
 
            “You lead. ”
 
            The park we played at was a ways away from here house, so we got there a little after nine.

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            “Wow it’s late.   Would you like to stay the night?  My parents are out of town too,” she said with a devilish grin on her face.
 
            How could I resist?  I called home again and used some lame excuse that I had a flat tire and would be staying with Monica for the night.

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  Little did I know what would happen that night.
 
            Once we got inside, she said, “Would you like to play poker?”
 
            “Sure,” I said.   I had never played poker before.   “You’re gonna have to refresh my memory, I only remember how to play Go-Fish. ”
 
            “Not a problem,” she answered.   Then, explained how to play.   It seemed easier that I thought.
 
            “OK, now that you’ve explained it, I see one basic flaw in your plan: there are no chips, unless you plan on using potato chips. ”  Some times I’m a little too sarcastic for my own good.
 
            “Ever hear of strip poker?” 
 
            “Are you serious?”  A little background information:  we were on a Catholic retreat the weekend before, and as such, had always been taught that sex before marriage was the work of the devil.   “Man,” I thought.   “He knows how to live large.

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  ”  After getting my little angel/devil debate over with, guess who won.   “You deal. ”
 
            Before long, we both were sitting in just our underwear.   Somehow, I won the next hand.
 
            “Damn,” she said.   “Oh-well, rules are rules. ”  And with that, promptly removed her bra.   Damn, I thought.   Now I had done like every guy my age and cruised the internet, but it was the first time I actually had a pair of tits staring me in the face.   Not that I had ever dreamed about Monica naked before.
 
            The next hand was also won by yours-truly, so, off went the panties.   By now, I had noticed a flaw in the design of boxers: they don’t hide anything.   At that point, she decided to stand up and show herself off.
 
            None of the girls on the web came close to her.   Her skin was milky white, and she definatly had shaved, as there was no hair at all around her happy place.

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   She had small tits, but her pale pink nipples stood at attention.   “We’re gonna have to do something about that,” I thought to myself.   She chose that point to bend over to get here panties off her legs, giving me the best view of her bald pussy.   It seemed like I might not fit in there.   “We’re gonna have to try to fix that. ”  Inner monologue again.
 
            “Now, that’s more comfortable,” she told me.
            “I’ll bet.  That’s more comfortable for both of us. ”
 
            “Hmmm?”
 
            “Never mind. ”
 
            Lady luck held out for me and I won the next hand.
 
            “Haa.   I win again. ”
 
            “Since I’m already naked, how about I do something for you.

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  ”
 
            It took the committee in my head a few minutes to fully comprehend what my ears had just heard.   So I said the first thing that came to mind.
 
            “Excuse me?”
 
            “Fuck me. ”
 
            “Well,” said the chairman of the board, “I think here meaning is clear. ”
 
            She slid my boxers off and our lips found each other’s.   That was my first kiss too.   And with that, she slid me into her tight, dripping wet pussy.   “Wow,” I thought, “it is tight.   I filled it to capacity.
 
            “Wait,” she said.   “It’s my first time too, so, please, go slow. ”
 
            With that, she raised her hips up and slammed back down on me, letting out a squeal as her cherry popped.   She had to stop and cry into my shoulder for a few minutes.   After that, it was clear sailing.   Faster and faster I pumped in and out of her.

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    Soft little moans escaping her lips.
 
            “Oh shit,” she cried out.   “Oh man, I think I’m gonna…. shit, I’m cumming. ”
 
            And with that interesting line, she shuddered and went limp, but was back up in no time.
 
            “Monica, I think it’s my turn to cum. ”
 
            “Keep it in. ”
 
            I felt that familiar sensation deep within my balls, then felt that explosion as we both started cumming hard, then, collapsed together onto the floor.
 
            After a few minutes, she looked up at me and said, “I want to try something. ”  She grabbed my limp cock in her warm hands, and stroked it until it stood at attention.   She stuck it in her mouth and got spit all over it.   Then, took it out, and directed me to her ass.  
 
            “Fuck my ass.   I heard other girls talking about it, and I want to try it. ”
 
            I slid into her ass-hole and she screamed.

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    I stopped to let her get used to me.   Then slid in some more, repeating the process until my full 8 inches was in her ass.
 
            “Oh fuck that hurts. ”
 
            It occurred to me, that I had never heard her use the word fuck until that night, even though both of us were techies.
 
            “Man, get it out, it hurts to much. ”
 
            “OK” I said rather gloomily.   Out it came with a sick sounding pop, and a dribble of shit.
 
            We kept having sex till late into the night, when we fell asleep.   I wished she wasn’t going to college, thought about how beutiful she looked, hoped she wasn’t getting pregnant from this, and then, promptly fell asleep.
 
Stay tuned for part two
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