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 Archive name: speak.txt (mf, voy, teen)
 Authors name: J.D. Phydeaux (jdphydeaux@hotmail.com)
 Story title : Don't Speak

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 Don’t Speak
 by J.D. Phydeaux

 Randy was a nice boy. He worked hard on the farm and
 his father usually gave him Saturday afternoon to go
 fishing. He liked it best when his father joined him
 at the stream but today dad had to go into town.

 It was a perfect day to fish. Randy passed many hours
 in the soft warm sunlight casting, rigging and catching
 fish. It relaxed him tremendously.

 Every so often he saw an animal, a raccoon or a rabbit.
 That was nice. He heard another rustle in the brushes
 across the way and looked to see if maybe this time it
 might be a deer.

 He loved seeing deer so he hid in the brushes so he
 wouldn't scare it.   But it wasn’t a deer.

 It was a beautiful girl. Randy’s heart jumped at seeing
 her. He had never seen her before and wondered if she
 was with that new family that had bought the old Taylor
 farm.

 He guessed that she was maybe a year younger than him,
 about 15. She had long fluffy brown hair that flowed
 around her heart shaped face and round shoulders.

 Randy stayed hidden as he watched the pretty girl. He
 felt himself stirred by how lovely she was. She was not
 dressed for fishing.  She had on a pretty white top and
 a flowery skirt.

 The girl made her way down the opposite embankment and
 located a grassy slope that she obviously knew was
 there. Moving slowly as though she was savoring the
 moment, she glanced around and then at the water,
 admiring its beauty in the afternoon sun.

 Suddenly Randy felt a jolt go through him at what
 happened next. In a graceful flow of movement the girl
 lifted her skirt and slid her panties over her brown
 legs to the ground where she removed them, picked them
 up and folded them carefully nearby. Then she sat down
 on the grass and made herself comfortable.

 Once she was at ease, the girl lay back and bent her
 knees. The afternoon sun shone on those perfectly
 shaped legs just right to provide a gentle tanning
 moment. Then the girl raised her skirt and sighed
 audibly as she spread her thighs letting the sun's
 warmth caress her thighs and her public area.

 Randy stared transfixed on the vision that stretched
 out there in the sun on the waters edge.   He could
 see her thighs and the folds of her sex nestled in the
 midst of her downy soft pubic hair.  As he watched he
 felt his arousal begin to press against his pants.  He
 unzipped quietly and reached inside and pressed on it
 to try to relieve the pressure.

 But it didn’t. As Randy watched, as the girl sighed
 again and pushed her fingers casually sliding across
 her thighs into her sex and begin to fondle the folds
 and crevices. She peeled back the pouty lips revealing
 the soft pink flesh inside and the gentle moist opening
 to her virgina.

 Suddenly Randy heard a moan escape his own lungs
 against his will and he stumbled into the shallow
 water. 

 The girls eyes popped open and located him spying on
 her in the grass.  Randy froze -- terrified.   He
 waited to hear her scream obscenities or something.
 But there were no screams.

 For a moment the girl reflected on the scenario and
 then a smile formed on her round lips. And without
 covering herself, she lifted her slim hand and held it
 palm up in the direction of Randy like she were handing
 him something. Then two fingers in the center crooked
 in a clear signal to Randy -- that he should approach
 her reasting place.
 
 His eyes bonded with hers as his legs made quiet
 sloshing sounds crossing the water.   He stood before
 her and watched transfixed as her angelic face warmed
 to an intimate glow and inviting smile. She directed
 his eyes with her own, down her slender body to her
 legs that were bent, naked and open just in front of
 his knees.

 As he watched, those silken thighs opened and he gazed
 at her heavenly gift.

 Randy’s knees grew weak and he lowered himself to a
 kneeing position, reverent before this perfect physical
 display of womanhood. The lovely young girl leaned
 forward and took his hand and gently placed them on her
 upper thighs.

 His heart pounded in his ears like bombs exploding as
 he tried to think of what to say, but just then her
 slender finger touched his dry lips stopping his words
 and sending the simple elegant message -- don’t speak.

 He felt his passions begin to rage as he slid his hands
 down those smooth tanned thighs exploring the texture
 and substance of her firm muscles. In one simple motion
 his fingers slid into her fertile sex exploring eagerly
 the sensitive curves and soft mounds of flesh that
 enclosed her virgina and were obscured by the soft
 carpet of public hair.

 Her breath quickened at his touch. He unfolded the lips
 and revealed the moist pink opening protected there.

 Instinct was the ruler now. Her soft brown eyes watched
 peacefully as he opened his pants. A glow appeared in
 those eyes of anticipation when he lowered his trousers
 and revealed his eager manhood.   His heart was racing
 as he looked down and adored this beautiful stranger.

 He caressed her hair and lowered himself to her to let
 his lips begin to taste her ears and neck. As their
 forms intertwined on the warm river embankment, both
 lovers felt the manly shaft find her virginal opening.

 His lips met hers at the moment he penetrated her. 
 Their sighs rose up to the trees where perplexed birds
 and squirrels watched without comprehension.

 He braced himself on the grass so he would not crush
 her, but the force of his thrust opened up her tight
 opening as he filled it, thrusting over and over again.

 He watched her lovely face as she lay under him. Her
 eyes closed tight. Her concentration a mixture of
 intense pleasure and seeming pain. The penis pressed
 for deeper places and found them further inside her
 until it was fully enclosed.

 For only moments they lay joined reflecting on what
 they were sharing and then he began to thrust again.
 At first he wanted so much to move inside with great
 patience and savor every small area of flesh he was
 filling. But his body drove him and his motions in-
 creased in intensity.

 He heard her breath gasping along with his own. He rose
 up on his arms and felt her hips pushing back in per-
 fect harmony to his thrusts.

 He looked down and watched himself disappearing into
 her wet inner place,  emerge and drive in again and
 again and again.  His pelvis acted with its own will
 pumping into the sweet girls virgina with frantic
 energy.

 Then with a groan that broke the stillness of the air,
 he penetrated her fully, cried out and released his
 flumes inside of her.  The contractions of muscles
 that shot stream after stream of burning semen inside
 her seemed to go on forever.

 But finally they stopped, they lay together joined
 inside her, kissing and touching each other.  Again,
 he opened his mouth to say something. Something loving,
 grateful, romantic but before the breath was able to
speak, she touched his lips to stop his words.

 Silently and reluctantly he slid out of her warm-
 wetness, gathered his garments and caressed her face
 once more.

 Questions were raging in his mind -- about this angel,
 but he dared not ask them. Instead he quietly crossed
 the stream the way he had come. At his point of origin,
 he turned to gaze back at her for one last captivating
 glimpse.

 But she was gone.

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 It’s okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
 strangers. But it isn’t okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex
 with strangers!!  You only have one body per lifetime,
 so take good care of it.
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