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Good Things In Small Packages
by OldWrench (oldwrench2000@yahoo.com)
***
An older man finds just what he has wished for in a
young woman. (MF, 1st, rom, preg)
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What am I doing? I think, as I hungrily gaze at the
sweet thing trembling before me. Only her white bikini
panties protecting her most private treasure. Five feet
two inches, and only about ninety pounds, she's half my
size, and half my age. Her dusty blond hair is done in
a pony tail, she has bright green eyes, and very red
lips. Her breasts are barely small mounds on her chest
with little pink nipples, her hips are slim and only
slightly rounded. She has the smooth lean limbs of the
young. I know I shouldn't do this to her, but how could
I stop myself...
Wait, I'm not a monster, really, I'm not a child
molester... Let me explain.
I met Kim almost three years ago, when she and two of
her college classmates came to rent the cottage on my
property. Yes, college, I too was surprised that the
shy, mousy little girl, who hid behind the others, was
old enough for college. Her little face was hidden
behind a pair of glasses, too large for her. She didn't
have any makeup, and her hair was straight and cut
short. She wore baggy cloths, that accentuated more
than hid her small size.
I rarely take notice of the students who rented my
cottage, but for some reason, one morning as I worked
in my yard I called out, "Hello Kimberly!" as she
walked by. She looked up at me and blushed as she
replied, then quickly went on her way. I made a point
of greeting her each time I saw her after that, and
soon she would stop and talk for a while.
One night I saw her walk by, quite late. The next day I
made a point to ask her about it. I guess I was a bit
worried about her being out alone that late. She didn't
have a computer, and needed to use the college computer
lab to do her assignments. Sometimes it got quite late.
Not wanting her to take such risks, I offered her the
use of my computer. I have a desktop and a laptop, it's
not like I need to use both. After a bit, I was able to
convince her that it would be better than the walk to
the college computer lab.
So for two and a half years, Kim has come into my home
to use the computer. So many times we sat and talked
over coffee or lemonade as she took a break from her
studies. She told me everything about herself. She is
the fourth of five children, her father had left them
when she was three. Her mother worked several jobs, and
disapproved of Kim going to college. She couldn't
afford it.
She told Kim she would never graduate anyway. Kim had
worked and taken loans to cover what her scholarships
didn't pay. I found myself telling Kim things I hadn't
talked about for years. How my wife had died childless,
ten years ago. We had so wished to have a family. When
she died I lost my dreams. I just buried myself in my
business. This was all innocent, perhaps I saw in Kim
the daughter I wished I had.
This last year, Kim had begun to change. She grew her
hair longer, she wore more attractive cloths. She often
wore a small amount of makeup, she certainly didn't
need much, and she would have the soft scent of flowers
about her. Today she looked exceptional. She was quite
excited as she asked me if we could talk. We sat on my
sofa and she told me her job application had just been
accepted, she was so happy.
I was happy for her, and also sad for myself. In three
weeks she would graduate, with honors, and move on with
her life. It would hurt to see her go. I asked her
where her job would take her. She smiled and said she
her job was here in town, at a materials testing lab,
that's why she had to talk to me, She asked if she
could keep renting my cottage till she found another
apartment. I was all to happy to let her stay, even if
for just a little longer.
Kim was very happy I had agreed, and very thankful. In
her excitement she leaned over and kissed me. I was
caught a bit by surprise. It was a quick, innocent
kiss, but she hesitated as she moved away, then slowly
moved back toward me. I couldn't resist the look in
those bright green eyes, behind her large glasses. I
pulled her to me, this kiss was far from innocent. It
had been more than ten years since I had felt the
passion in a woman's lips.
In moments I had little Kim on my lap, our tongues
entwined in a sensuous dance. Her hands touched my
face, my arms, my chest, as my hand stole it's way to
her small breasts. Soon I had her blouse unbuttoned to
reach in to her braless tits. I lowered my head to
taste her tiny buttons, licking and gently sucking each
small mound as my hand slid between her slender thighs.
It was so seldom I had ever seen her in a skirt, but
today she wore a short, full skirt.
Gently I moved my hand farther and farther up her
smooth inner thigh. Slowly her legs parted, just enough
to let me closer to her moist treasure. Soon my fingers
were stroking the damp heat of her panty covered pussy
as we again locked in a heated kiss.
Somehow, she stood up and, taking my hand, lead me to
my bedroom. Carefully I undressed her, and she me. Now,
with just my boxers on, I looked with lust at her slim
body, clad in only her pure white panties. I had to
have her, I knew I couldn't stop myself. I pulled her
trembling body against t mine. I wanted to comfort her,
warm her, to take her. She turned her head away and,
with a soft voice, said she didn't know what to do, how
to please me, she had never done this before. She was a
virgin, I wasn't surprised, I told her to just let me
take care of her, she couldn't fail to please me.
I kissed her again as I slowly eased her tension. My
hands massaged her back and shoulders before moving
down her sides to her narrow hips. My lips moved from
hers to tease her ear, and then to the hollow of her
throat. Her hands moved from my back to my chest and
down over my stomach. She let out a little gasp, and I
kissed her again as her fingers wrapped the material of
my shorts around my swollen cock.
I picked Kim up and laid her on my bed. I massaged her
breasts as I again moved from kissing her lips, to her
ear and throat, then down to her hard little nipples.
My hand slid down her taut tummy to her soft inner
thighs, and again I was stroking her precious pussy
through her soaked panties. Her chest was flushed as
her hands tightly gripped my hair, and her hips pushed
up against my stroking fingers. It felt good to be the
first man to bring her to orgasm, and I gently kissed
her as she slowly relaxed.
I looked into her green eyes as I slid my fingers under
the waistband of he panties. Her legs spread more as my
fingers slid through her downy bush to the slit of her
sex. Slowly I moved my finger through the slickness of
her groove and dragged it across her sensitive clit.
Her breath caught as I quickly rubbed her little
button. Her eyes closed and her face flushed, her mouth
a silent scream as her hips bucked up against my hand.
I pushed my finger deep into her warm cunt, her first
male penetration, and massaged the upper wall of her
vagina. Her hips jerked hard against my hand as her
orgasm lasted long moments.
As her orgasm faded she looked up at me, "W-what did
you do to me. It felt so... so good."
I smiled at her and told her there was more to come, as
I eased her panties down her legs. I quickly pushed off
my boxers and climbed between those tender thighs. As I
kissed her, her hands immediately sought out the hard
shaft sliding along the slickness of her sex.
I sucked her precious tits as my shaft slid back and
fourth across her sensitive clit, raising her passion,
readying her for penetration. I raised up and looked in
her eyes, ready to take the second virgin of my life,
when a thought came to my mind, one I had never had to
consider, protection tried to keep calm, and asked her
if she was on the pill. Her hands continued to stroke
my shaft as she shook her head no.
Lord, what could I do, I couldn't take the chance. I
had no condoms, I'd never needed them. I would have
stop now before I lost control and fucked her. I tried
to tell her I had no protection, that this wasn't safe,
that we couldn't take this chance. I started to pull
away.
Her eyes got wide and she cried, "No! Don't stop!
Please!" Kim's small hand gripped my shaft as she
raised her hips, driving the head of my cock into her
wet sex. I was lost, I couldn't refuse her pleas.
(I suppose this is where I'm supposed to say I rammed
my huge cock in her, she screamed in pain and pleasure
as I mercilessly pounded her, and all that macho
adolescent fantasy stuff. Sorry, but I'm about average
in size, and I have heard that, generally, even small
women can easily accommodate most men.)
I gently stroked into her, I could pull out before I
came, that should be safe enough. On the fourth stroke
I was buried fully into her warm body. Kim's thighs
gripped my sides and her arms wrapped tightly around
me. I held myself deep inside her as I looked into her
eyes and asked if she were alright. She smiled a little
and told me it felt so good, she felt so full of me.
Her lips next to my ear whispered, "Fuck me, please,
fuck me."
I started to slowly thrust in and out, trying to hold
off long enough to bring her to another peak. It had
been too many years, and too much stimulation, soon I
felt the urge building in my cum filled balls. There
was no way I could hold back, no denying my bodies need
to cum. My voice was strained as I told her I had to
pull out, I was going to cum.
I pulled back to drag my cock out of her, when her
slender legs wrapped around me, her hips bucked up
tight against me. "No!" she cried out. "Not yet!" Her
hips slid away and once more bucked hard up against me,
and it was too late. The urge to ram myself deep into
her cunt was to strong. I pushed her hard into the bed
as my cock gushed it's first load of sperm, deep into
her young body.
My hips jerked back and again slammed into her as my
cock pumped another load of baby makers into her
waiting womb. As I pushed into her a third time, I
heard her lips, next to my ear, breathlessly whisper,
"Yes... yes!"
Suddenly, Kim's hips bucked up to meet my stroke as her
body went ridged, her fingers dug into my back. A quiet
groan escaped her as her body arched into mine. I knew
Kim's womb was doing it's best to drink in the offering
of warm life I had given her.
As our passions cooled I lifted myself and looked at
her sweet face. Remorse gripped me as I saw tears run
from the corners of her eyes. What had I done to her?
"I'm so sorry, Kim. I should have pulled out, I tried,
I..."
Her fingers on my lips silenced me. "I wouldn't let
you," she said. "You were wonderful. I wanted..." she
turned her face away. "I hope you made me pregnant,"
she said softly.
I was stunned.
She looked back into my eyes. "I want to do this," she
said. "I want to give you the child that you and your
wife wanted so badly."
Tired and stunned I rolled to my side and cuddled her
close to me. I finally told her what I had been afraid
to admit, even to myself. "I love you, Kim." I felt her
tears drop on my arm, where her head lay.
She responded with a caress, "I've loved you too, ever
since I first saw you, but I was afraid that you could
never love a skinny little girl like me."
I held her tight, how wrong she had been.
I have a picture of her, at her graduation. I love her
beaming smile as she walked off the stage, carrying her
diploma in her hand, and our child in her womb. She's
convinced she was impregnated by that first encounter.
Now she won't have to look for an apartment, we picked
up the license this morning. The people looked at us a
little funny, and her mother doesn't approve. But then,
she didn't approve of college either. Now I know, the
best gifts come in small packages.
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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