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 Author: NorthernGent
Title: Ellen Learns Chess, Chapter 6 - Sweet Dreams
Summary: Ellen, a thirteen year old finds playing chess leads to her
sexual awakening.
Keywords: Mf, MFf , rom, 1st, petting, anal, oral, con, toys, voy,

   Chapter 1 can be found at
http://www.asstr.org/files/Authors/NorthernGent/Stories/Ellen%20Learns%20Ch
ess/EllenLearnsChess_01.txt

   Chapter 6 - Sweet Dreams

   Edward sat there slightly perplexed over the clouded and blurred events
of the afternoon.  What started off as a Chess lesson in the park ended up
as a fantastic hand and blow job by a charming thirteen year old sexy
nymph? He was delighted with the sexual release provided by the young
princess of pink perky puppies, but he was conflicted having any sexual
relations with the jail bait girl.  It had been eight years since his last
sexual encounter and with the emotional toll it took, he did not venture
into that realm again.  It felt good to have someone else make you cum
instead of by your own hand.  The comfort and contentment provided by the
slender hands and full lips of the thirteen year old was beyond the
pleasure he had had with his earlier conquests.



   As he thought about the situation, his placid penis was still exposed
above his underwear.  He looked down on the floor toward his feet.  There
in the carpet were a couple of drops of his sperm that had dripped off of
Ellen's tits after escaping from her mouth with his orgasm.



   "At least she is not pregnant," he thought.  Then he thought about the
delight of sucking thirteen year old Ellen's marvelous massive mammaries.
"Would she tell anyone?" he asked himself.  "What if her family or friends
found out?" he questioned.  "Who has she been with before - she sucked
pretty good head." "Would she come back?" "Do I want her to come back?" "I
wonder what her pussy is like?" "How did that get to that point?" "Did she
like sucking my cock" "It was nice, but it can never happen again." "When
are the cops going to knock on my door?" "When is her mother going to knock
on the door?" What would I say?" "Should we only meet in the park?" "Am I
ever going to see Ellen again?" "Does she want to see me again?"



   Edward was tormented by these and a thousand other questions.  He tried
to put them out of his mind, only to think of five more thoughts to enter
his brain.



   For Ellen, it was a different thought process.  Besides the satisfaction
of having a man admire and fondle her tits, he had stated that they were
wonderful in his eyes.  She also took great pride in the fact that today
she had seen and touched her first penis up close.  "I made him cum," she
thought to herself as she walked down the hallway to the stairs.  "It was
exciting to hold a man's dick in my hand... stroking it was great," she was
thinking.  As she walked up the stairs the shirt would move with her body,
wafting Edwards scent to her nostrils.  Ellen could feel the sperm coating
start to dry on her skin.  The secretions were drying to a thin flaky crust
on her smooth skin.  Walking down her hallway to apartment 4E4, Ellen
thought about how Edward had feverishly sucked and massaged her tits as a
man possessed.



   Reaching her door, she took the key out of her pocket and unlocked it.
Ellen walked into the apartment and turned on the light.  Then the thought
hit her; since removing her bra, she was in control of the situation.  To
be sure, she had the power over Edward.  Even when she was sucking his
cock, it was Ellen who allowed what happened to happen.  Edward's willpower
was nonexistent when it came to Ellen, and she knew it.  As the boy and
girl in the park, Ellen was going to have Edward as her sexual lover to
explore her desires, to fulfill her yearning.  It was his suggestion to
play Strip Chess; now she was going to reap the benefit from it.  She
smiled at the thought that she was going to explore everything that she had
seen the boy and girl do in the park.



   Ellen went to the kitchen and got a soda out of the refrigerator.  She
got a snack cake out of the cupboard.  She opened it and started to eat the
treat.  She left the wrapper on the counter and headed to the living room
to watch TV with her soda.  After finishing the snack cake she took a sip
of soda.



   "There is one advantage to having sex with older men," she thought. 
"You won't hear about it in school.  What is done in the apartment - - -
stays in the apartment." She laughed at that thought.



   Ellen thought about the stroking Edward's cock.  It was not the thickest
cock in the world, but in her fingers had only surrounded it.  She wondered
what it would feel like in her pussy.  She finds that her hand has found
the apex of were her legs join, a warm sensation radiates from the
caressing fingers that massage her pussy through her cut-offs.

   Although the TV was on, Ellen wasn't really watching it.  Her mind was
rewinding the sexual scenes of the past couple of days; the boy and girl at
the park those two days and Edward today.

   Just then she heard a key being inserted into the door lock.  Another
second her Mom was walking into the apartment.  "Hi sweetie!"

   "Hi Mom... How was your day?" Ellen asked.

   "Long," Barbara replied.  She put her purse on the dining room table. 
"We worked all day preparing for the inspection by corporate on Monday."

   "Get it all done?" Ellen asked.

   <Sigh> "No," Barbara replied.  "I need to go back in tomorrow."

   Ellen's brain started to process the information.

   "Some of us said we would go in.  But a lot of the people have said they
could not help out," she continued.  "With what we have to do, I suspect
that it will be a full day... I will be home around the usual time."

   Ellen's thoughts went into full throttle.

   "Did you do okay today?" Barbara asked.

   Not wanting to raise any red flags and ruin what she was thinking for
tomorrow Ellen replied, "Yeah, went to the park as usual.  There is some
old guy there about your age who has been teaching me chess.  After it got
cold I came home and just hung out here and watched the TV."

   Barbara frowned at the age statement.  "Chess huh, you could do a lot
worse than that," Barbara replied, glad that something held Ellen's
interest.  She pondered for a second just how long it would last before
Ellen tired of it as well.

   Heading to the refrigerator Barbara asked, "Did you get something to
eat?"

   Ellen didn't want to tell her mom about the pizza at Edward's apartment
she said, "Yeah, I found some things."

   Barbara picked up the wrapper that Ellen left on the counter and tossed
it in the trash.  Then she started to make herself something to eat.

   After fixing and eating supper, Barbara announced, "Ellen, I have had a
long day... I think I am going to take a nice warm bath then head off to
bed.  Tomorrow is going to be another long day and I want to be ready for
it." With that, Barbara walked over to Ellen and gave her a kiss good night
and started to walk down the hall toward the bathroom.  Barbara thought she
had sniffed a faint scent of something familiar, but now it was gone. 
"Don't stay up too late!"

   "Mom!" Ellen started to protest.

   "Okay, because it is Friday, you can stay up a little longer, but I
don't want you lounging around in bed all day tomorrow," Barbara said as
she headed into the bathroom.

   Barbara was in the bathroom for about twenty minutes, then Ellen saw her
as she came out the door only with a towel wrapped around her body. 
Barbara's tits were well concealed in the towel, but the lower half of her
ass was clearly exposed to Ellen's view as she walked toward her bedroom.
Once inside Barbara closed the door.

   Ellen smiled as she thought about this turn of events.  She had to be
cool about it, but she thought she could work it out the way she wanted
too. The mock protest had worked perfectly Ellen thought.  She knew she was
going to bed early; she had some clit rubbing she needed to attend to
before she went to sleep.  Tomorrow when her Mom had gone to work, Ellen
would be knocking on Edward's door.  She wanted to be wide awake and
breakfast eaten before that happened.  After about 20 minutes, Ellen turned
off the lights and TV.  She walked to the bathroom.  She walked over to the
toilet.  Unbuttoning her cut-offs she pushed them down to her ankles.  Then
she did the same with her panties.  She sat down on the toilet to take a
piss.  She looked down towards her ankles.  Her panties had a fair amount
of crusty virginal secretions in the gusset.  And in the very center were
moist secretions that had not dried yet.  Her pee started to flow into the
toilet.

   When she finished, she wiped herself with toilet paper, then stood up.
She pulled her panties and cut-offs up, but she did not fasten the
cut-offs. She would not need too.  In a couple of minutes, she would be
naked in her bed with her fingers massaging her tits and her clit.  She
flushed the toilet and went to her room.

   Barbara was just at that state where being awake and almost dozing off
to sleep collide.  She heard Ellen's door close and for a brief second, she
opened her eyes toward the clock.  9:37 it read.  "You are such a good girl
Ellen!" she thought as she drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face.

   Down in apartment 2W5, there was a much different scene and mind set. 
Edward had gotten fully dressed.  He was on his third beer.  He was
tormented with the visions of this afternoon and the thoughts of going to
jail.  How could he have ever done what he did?  The better question, why
did he enjoy it so much.  "Jesus Christ, she is only thirteen!" he thought.
"I am not a child molester!" How did he get to this place that his mind was
solely focused on a girl just into her teens?  Then he thought, "She does
have some marvelous massive mammaries for a girl her age." How could he
think that way?  She is just a girl.  "A girl that has the sucking power of
a Dyson Vacuum!" he thought.  What he did was wrong... so wrong, but it
felt so God Damn Good!

   And so it went on until about two in the morning.  By that time he was
thinking, "She must have done it to brag to her girlfriends that she
seduced a man." "I bet she will go to her boyfriend and just laugh." "When
will the cops come?" "The next time I see her, I will tell her that we
can't see each other anymore... and hope to crap that she won't report me."

   Although he thought he was thinking clearly, it was after almost a six
pack of beer.  And well past his bedtime.

   He headed toward his bedroom.  With-in minutes he was fast asleep...
However his mind still wrestled with the realities of the day.  His sleep
was restless; his dreams were a cross between real images and disorienting
visions.  The dialog with-in them was that of right and wrong, unhappiness
coupled with pleasure and satisfaction.  Before Edward would awake, his
underwear would be coated with the outcome of a wet dream.

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