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Denise With An E
by Anonymous (address withheld)
***
A man strikes up a romance with the girl next door,
carrying on right till she goes away to college. (M/f-
teen, ped, 1st, affair)
***
Her name was Denise, but when I first met her she was
quite the tomboy and something about calling her Denise
sort of struck me, so I called her Denise with an E. If
this story were to have a beginning I suppose that it
would have been around that time that I first met her,
but then there is really no beginning and I it felt
like there would never be an end.
I got used to seeing her hanging around the shop now
and again as I worked at various things over the years,
like some new furniture, all sorts of electronics
projects, not to mention vehicle or house maintenance.
It was during this time that we seemed to grow close to
one another, me closer to her than a neighbor that she
could talk to, and her closer to me than perhaps even
my own daughters which were around her age. Maybe it
was because I always had a few minutes to listen, or
maybe it was because I took the time to show her how to
do something or make something. Perhaps it was just
knowing that there was someone who cared about her,
perhaps all of these.
As she grew up, I didn't notice much difference until
one day she came over to the shop in a white t-shirt
and not the usual sweat-shirt she almost always wore.
She must have been about twelve or thirteen then. She
had tits and I could see the delicate nipples pushing
at the thin cotton material.
I swallowed hard as I stood there for some time with my
mouth open. Then I noticed her skin tight jeans that
left little to the imagination. It was then that she
noticed I was just standing there with my mouth open,
looking at her as if I were undressing her. It wasn't
until later that I told her I had undressed her
carefully with my eyes several times in that few
minutes.
She asked me if I liked how she looked. Without
hesitation or any second thoughts, I said yes. I told
her the truth, that I thought she was really beautiful,
and that was the truth. The need to desperately change
the subject took me into the recreation room and the
coffee pot where I poured myself a cup.
I put the usual cream and sugar into the cup, and then
turned around to see Denise standing there. Normally I
would not be at a loss for words, yet as I stood there
I could think of nothing to say that seemed adequate. I
remember feeling something I hadn't felt in a long
time, desire, pure lustful desire.
Looking back on it now, I can say that we were both
curious, her about sex and love making, and me about
making love to this sweet young thing. My coffee
somehow found its way to the coffee table without being
spilled, yet this was in itself quite a feat, since I
could feel my insides churn. At four foot ten she would
easily take your breath away. She weighed ninety pounds
with each pound placed in the right spot to make her
seem very much a woman.
I was trying to collect my thoughts as my mind raced.
While I was trying to figure out what could happen, she
raised the t-shirt over her head, letting it fall to
the floor. I noticed how the thin stretch bra let me
see her nipples. I went to her in sort of a daze, as
though I was watching two other persons, yet it was my
hands that circled each of her tits. In the middle of
her bra was a single pink flower.
Reaching up behind herself, she undid the bra, letting
me push the straps off her slender shoulders. Slowly
the bra fell away, exposing the untouched mounds. They
were not much more than protrusions on her chest, yet
the sight of them sent a chill down my spine. Placing
my palms gently over them, I felt the warm softness of
her youth trying to explode. They were very soft,
delicate but firm. Her nipples were surrounded by a
light tan areole which couldn't have been the size of a
quarter. I slid my hands under them, carefully cradling
them between my thumb and fingers such that I could
tease each mound of pleasure.
As I sucked those nipples, they got hard between my
lips. Hearing her unzip her jeans, I stepped back to
watch her lower them to the floor, tossing them in a
heap. The panties she was almost wearing were white
cotton, worn thin with age, so that they actually
covered her pussy without hiding it from view. My heart
was pounding as it pumped blood to my cock like it
hadn't done in some time.
In contrast to the hair on her head which was quite
full, falling to the small of her back, the hair on her
pussy was sparse, almost like fuzz. The lips of her
pussy were smooth with just a touch of fuzz near the
top which ran farther up to join a small patch that
would soon sprout thick and full.
I quickly shed my clothes and we lay down on the soft
shag rug. My lips began to wander over her whole body
from head to foot and then back again. After traversing
her body several times, I slowed when I got to her feet
again. As she watched, I kissed the inside of her legs
up to where they met, and then began licking her narrow
slit. Her juices started oozing out almost immediately
as my tongue pushed slowly between the lips to be the
first tongue she had ever had inside her pussy.
It was like something that I had never tasted before,
not bitter or tart tasting, but pleasant, almost sweet.
I licked and prodded the narrow slit and probed the
hole between them, slowly letting the juices ooze into
my mouth. She was not content to simply lay there
letting me lick her pussy; she took hold of my cock,
squeezed it, and then held it strongly in both hands to
stroke it.
I could feel my cock getting harder all the time. I
knew it wouldn't be long until I would shoot my cum all
over her beautiful body. As I licked her pussy, I could
feel my excitement rising, so I pushed and probed and
licked faster and faster to see if I could make her cum
in my mouth as I shot my cum on her. Then I felt her
body sort of shudder and her legs stiffened just before
her juices came rushing out. I grabbed her panties to
soak up all the juices I could not catch with my mouth.
Her body seemed to shudder a bit and she would gush
some more. Then it happened, I shot my cum all over her
just as she shuddered again, but this time she seemed
to start gushing and didn't stop until she went a bit
limp. I lay beside her and held her close to me for a
while, looking at the smile on her face. As we lay
there, she rubbed my cock against her pussy. Feeling
the head of my cock slid up and down between the lips
of her pussy and feeling the soft inner pussy rubbing
against the tip of it made me spurt a couple more
times. She tried to catch it in her pussy but missed
the hole.
She whispered that she wanted me to do that inside her.
Knowing she was a virgin, I was more than a bit afraid
that the size of my cock would hurt her too much. She
was not about to let the opportunity pass so easily. I
let her convince me to roll over on my back to let her
see if she could get my cock in her. She straddled my
chest and raised herself up, then holding my cock; she
worked it back and forth between the lips of her pussy
until it was right at the entrance of that tight hole.
There was plenty of lubricant, since she had rubbed my
cum into her, so she started pushing down onto my cock.
She kept pushing harder.
It was almost like my cock was pushing against
something solid, but then bit by bit I could feel her
pussy stretch as she pushed harder against it. I could
feel the tight hole getting larger as the head of my
cock tried to push its way in. Then I felt her pussy
try to close back over my cock as the tip passed the
outer lips of her vagina and pushed all the way into
the tight hole. She kept pushing slowly until I felt
the back of her cunt against the head of my cock. She
was having a hard time because I could see in her face
that it hurt, and I could feel the muscles of her
little vagina tighten.
I was going to ask her to rest a bit and let her pussy
adjust to my cock a little, when she gave a hard push
and my cock broke through that thin layer of skin that
meant the difference between virginity and womanhood.
She let out a small cry and I could see her eyes
glazing over with tears, but she rammed herself down
onto my cock as far as she could. Only a little more
than half my cock was inside her and she was in pain,
so I lifted my legs a bit and took some of the pressure
off her. I held her up there balanced on my cock for
some time, while the warm sticky blood that declared
her no longer a virgin began to ooze out of her pussy.
I wanted her to stop, but she would not go this far
without having me fuck her. I conceded and gently lay
her on her back without letting my cock slip out of
her. Slowly, I started to stroke. At first she grimaced
in pain, but then as her pussy stretched a bit, she
relaxed beneath me. I watched my cock slipping in and
out of her body. It was wildly exciting to see my cock
going in and out and feel the almost hairless pussy
tight around it. As she relaxed more, I kept trying to
go a bit faster.
A few times I rammed my cock against the back of her
pussy, but I kept using short strokes, and in no time,
I could feel my balls tightening as I got ready to
shoot my cum inside this young girl. No longer a
virgin, she was laying there, feeling me as I felt her.
I felt a spurt of cum shoot into her and I felt her
body react to the warm fluid entering her.
Then, I really started cumming in her pussy, and it
felt like I would never be able to stop. I pressed my
cock deep into her as far as it would go. Knowing that
I was shooting so deep into this sweet young thing only
seemed to excite me more and I shot more and more cum
into her.
I stopped stroking and just lay there, shooting cum
into her as each new wave of feelings came over me.
When I was through, I just held my cock inside her
because it felt so good. It began to shrink, so I eased
it out, rolling over to lay at her side. As my cock
dragged across her smooth thighs, it left a trail of
cum stained pink with her virgin blood.
We both lay there thinking our own personal thoughts,
her cuddled in my arms like a fragile little doll. A
woman and yet a child, a loving child full of life and
wonder.
We both heard the car door slam outside, and quickly
scrambled into our clothes. She put her jeans and t-
shirt on, slipped into her shoes, smiled and ran out
the back door. I quickly surveyed the rec room, grabbed
her panties and bra, and headed for the shop, arriving
there with just enough time to stick her underwear in a
safe place before the door opened and my wife was
saying, "Hi, Honey, did ya miss me?"
I fucked Denise a lot after that, sometimes twice a
week, for about the next five years until she graduated
and went away to college. We fucked and sucked each
other in nearly every way imaginable. When it seemed
like things were slowing down a bit, we would try
something new and more exciting. By the time she was
fifteen, she must have liked sucking my cock almost as
much as she loved having it stuck in her pussy, because
she always began by sucking me off and swallowing the
cum.
It was no surprise that one day she sat me in a chair
and began sucking me, then pushed it all the way down
her throat in one swift motion. It was hard to imagine
that she had my eight inch cock in her mouth, but there
she was with her lips pressed tight against my body and
my cock all the way down her throat.
The night before she left for college, we checked into
a motel with her parents thinking that she was over to
one of her friends as usual, and my wife thinking I was
out on some emergency call on business. No one ever
knew about Denise and me, but neither of us would ever
forget.
To this day, some twenty years later, I can still
remember how warm and wonderful it felt to be laying
there with my "Denise with an E".
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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