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Authors name: Carl Brandon Febbs
Story title : Army Brat
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Kristen the Hot Little Army Brat
by Carl Brandon Febbs (1996)
I am in the Army reserve and was visiting one of my
Army buddies, staying with him for the duration of my
duty weekend at his military base.
We were sitting around Saturday night after
relaxing, watching TV and talking, when he got a phone
call from his wife. She had some kind of problem, and
he had to go help her out right away. He asked me if
I'd mind being alone for a couple of hours, and I
"Hell no, it'd be great to have some quiet for a while.
About ten minutes after he left, I heard a car pull up
outside. Then a quick knock on the door, and a car
leaving fast.
"What the hell?" I said, and I went to the door to
check it out.
It was my buddy's thirteen year-old daughter, and she
was drunk as a skunk, lying there on the front porch!
I'd known she was going out, but I also knew that she
wasn't supposed to be doing that kind of stuff. In
fact, she wasn't even supposed to be with those kind
of kids. Her "friends" had dropped her off and run.
She was a sweet kid and I had always liked her, so I
decided to protect her from her father's wrath. I
picked her up off the doorstep and carried her up to
her room.
I'd just tell my buddy that his daughter had come
back and gone to bed because she wasn't feeling good
and was tired.
I put her down on her bed, and pulled off her shoes
and socks, stripped off her denim pants, and turned
to her closet to hang them up. When I turned, she was
sitting up and was in the process of taking off her
shirt.
I watched her fumble with it, and after she got it
off I hung it up in her closet too. To my surprise
she began struggling with her bra.
After a considerable struggle she finally got it loose,
and dropped it on the floor. Her breasts were con-
siderably larger than I had realized.
She wasn't flat chested at all. I picked up her bra
and put it in her bathroom hamper. The odor of girl
clung to it, and I was surprised at how sweet the
smell was.
She fell back on her bed and struggled for a while
trying to get her panties off, but was so un-
coordinated that she was having trouble.
I watched with great amusement. Eventually I had to
laugh. She finally realized I was there and watching.
She looked at me with those unfocused but lovely blue
eyes. She hesitated for a moment, and then let out a
couple of slurred, frustrated words and tried once
more. Her panties finally slid off her hips. She
kicked them down her legs and off, then lay there
naked, watching me with a look in her eyes I'd never
seen before.
She showed no embarrassment at all, and not only made
no attempt to cover up, she let her legs loll open a
bit. I looked at her for a bit and decided that if
she wasn't going to tuck herself in, I should.
I leaned over, put my hands on her shoulders to roll
her over. The heat from her young body surprised me.
I pulled her covers down and rolled her back to the
middle of the bed. I started to pull the covers back
up, but found myself hesitating. I sat down beside
her and looked at the naked young girl for a few
moments. I'd noticed before that she was a really
lovely girl. She was as dark of hair and white of
skin as Snow White herself. And twice as lovely.
Her clear skin and beauty was even more apparent with
all her clothes off. She was truly a young beauty!
Her small but firm breasts hardly moved at all, they
were so firm. Her nipples were medium sized, in the
center of small areolas, and were standing up firmly.
She was carrying a tiny bit of baby fat, but on her,
it looked damn good. Her waist tapered down to a
slimness that only a young girl can know, and then
flared out to womanly hips that belonged on a woman
much older and more mature than she was. The bush
between her legs was as dark as her head, but was
sparse. To my surprise, as I looked, she opened her
legs more and I was able to see her sweet looking
pussy. It was smallish, very pretty and it was gaping
open a bit. Her insides were hot pink and beginning
to glisten.
To my shock I could tell that young Kristen had just
had sex with one of the boy's she'd been out with. I
could actually see sperm oozing out of her slightly
stretched vaginal opening.
I looked into her eyes, and they were looking directly
into mine with a growing intensity that I began to
find uncomfortable. She not only didn't mind me
admiring her body, she liked it. The smell of sexual
arousal sore from her firm young body, and I found
myself realizing that her exposure to my gaze was
turning her on. What's worse, I was beginning to get
turned on too.
Then She was grabbing at me, trying to pull me down to
her. Caught by surprise, I let her pull me down and
kiss me. When she slipped me some tongue, I tried to
gently disengage, but she held on so strongly that I
decided to just enjoy the situation, and kissed her
back. After a few minutes of sampling her flavors, I
wasn't so anxious to let go of her as I should have
been.
To my surprise, she tasted sweetly of some kind of
cherry flavor. A residue of the cherry liquor she
had been drinking, combined with the naturally sweet
flavor of a young woman was so tasty as to be irresis-
tible. As soon as she realized she didn't need to
hold me to her, she let go of my neck. But she found
my hands and placed them on her firm little breasts.
As I caressed her firm round young globes, her nipples
began to harden and extend even more than they had
been. Her breasts were even more pleasing to touch
than they were to look at. The heat from her rolled
over me, and I began to sweat.
I felt her hands exploring my pants and began to try
to disengage again. She moved up swiftly and threw
her arms around me and I overbalanced and fell back
to the bed, partly on top of her. She let out an
"OOF!" but immediately slid one hand into my pants,
and was working as quickly on the buckle with the
other one. Before I could get organized she had my
pants open and her small hands wrapped around my cock.
I let her roll toward me, expecting her to say some-
thing, but she placed her lips on mine again, and in
a few moments, we were again kissing deeply. I hesi-
tated, but began stroking and caressing her body and
breasts again. She pulled up my tee shirt. Her
breasts and nipples rubbed on my chest. Her hands
were very busy. She was very awkward at it, but more
than adequate.
She was soon stroking my erect cock with as much
enthusiasm as she was kissing me. Then Kristen
released me and I thought I was going to get another
chance to disengage. Wrong. She was twisting around
so that she could put those sweet cherry lips on my
cock. I found her gaping little pussy right before
my eyes.
I watched it pulsate for a moment, oozing more male
cum and then began to lick at her sweet cum soaked
thing with my tongue. She hadn't expected that, and
forgot what she was doing for a moment. As I licked
her hard little clit, she cried out in pleasure. I
licked her opening inside and out, licked her till
she came. Which didn't take long, she was so aroused.
She moaned and collapsed on me for a moment. It was
strange to taste teenage cum along with teenage girl,
but by then I just didn't care anymore.
She still did not want to let me go. By this time
I wasn't about to leave anyway. I was past the point
of no return. Thirteen or not, I didn't care. I
turned back around, and slipped my erect cock between
her legs and began to push and poke around. I moved
the head of it up and down her slit, teasing and
tickling her clit with it. She let me play there for
a couple of minutes, but soon became impatient. She
reached down with her little hands, took possession
of my erection, and aimed it's head into her depths.
Her little pussy nibbled at it. I pushed it in slowly
as she pressed back against it with her own body.
We watched as she guided my erection slowly between
her lips and into her opening. It slowly slid in.
I knew what I was doing was wrong and I knew that she
didn't have any protection. But what the hell, the
little slut had just done it with at least one other
male. I wasn't the only one to plug pretty little
Kristen.
I lay on top of the teenager with my cock buried deeply
inside of her, enjoying the feeling of her incredible
tight little cunt. She also lay still for a couple of
minutes, enjoying the sensations. But she soon began
to holler and cry out in pleasure. She began to roll
her hips and thrust back at me. In no time at all she
had wrapped her beautiful young legs around me and
found the rhythm -- and we were fucking like we had
done it a hundred times before.
I have to say that I enjoyed fucking young Kristen
more than I had enjoyed sex in a long, a very long
time. It had been a long time since I had been turned
on as much as she had gotten me. In fact, I think I
enjoyed fucking her nearly as much as she enjoyed my
fucking her.
I did my best, pushing and thrusting over and over
again. I used my age and experience to advantage,
trying different angles and varying speeds, positions
and motions, trying to be sure that she would enjoy
what we were doing very much. She did. A lot!
She came again, and despite any good intentions I
might have had, I pushed in deep and hard and shot
my load deep inside her young belly. I was enjoying
myself too much to hold back. I just held deep inside
of her and let her milk me until I had juiced all I
could. Then I held her close, caressed and kissed her
until she fell asleep.
I dressed, pulled up her covers, tucked her in,
tidied up her room a little, opened the window a bit
to let out the odors of sex, closed the door and went
down stairs.
When her dad got home an hour later, I told him that
she was home, and asleep. He wanted to know if she
had had a good time. "Oh yeah. I suspect so," was
all I said.
The next morning, I took her a cup of coffee when I
heard her moving about. She was hung over, and not
feeling too good. But she thanked me for the coffee.
Then she smiled a little and thanked me for the "great
fuck" I had given her the night before. I'd thought
that she might not remember. Any worry I might have
developed went away when she asked me if we could do
it again later when she was sober.
We could and we did. Many times.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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