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One to Grow On
by Realoldbill (address withheld)
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His girlfriend's little sister just had a birthday and
he claims some kisses and a bit more, to celebrate.
(mf-teens, reluc, youths, 1st)
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On the way home from classes I stopped at the McGill's
hoping Cindy would be home. She was an eager beauty of
sixteen who just loved to suck cock. I hadn't put it
in her yet, but the day was fast approaching.
Melissa, her cute little sister, answered the door and
grinned up at me.
"The princess and her mother the queen have gone to
the mall. It's just blue balls for you, m'lad. No
nookie here today," she said it with a laugh.
I pushed her aside and stepped in and closed the door,
leering. "So I've got you alone at last," I said
trying to look nasty.
"Woe is me. Did you know I had a birthday and somehow
I missed seeing your expensive gift." She wiggled from
side to side, hands behind her.
"Your lovely sister didn't tell me. How old are you
now, eight, nine?"
She punched me in the belly. "Brute, Dope! I'm
thirteen and I want to be called Ms. Knowitall now."
"Ah, thirteen, eh. Well, do you want thirteen spanks
or thirteen kisses?"
"Neither one, go `way." She pushed me toward the door,
and I grabbed her and bent and kissed her cute little
nose.
'Hey," she cried, "that's no kiss." And she wrapped
her arms around my neck and gave a good, juicy one. So
I kissed her back and she kind of melted into my arms.
So we kissed again and I pulled back, put her down on
her feet and said, "That's three, isn't it?"
She nodded. "Maybe that's enough."
I slipped both hands under her gray sweater and kissed
her deeply, pulled back and did again on the other
angle and then pulled her sweater right over her curly
head.
She squealed and tried to wiggle away as I unsnapped
her little bra.
"That was only six or seven, where are you going?" I
tossed the bra aside and admired her lean body.
She turned to face me, covered her lovely young
breasts with her hands and glared. "You don't play
fair."
I captured her and kissed her and when her lips parted
I tongued her and pressed her to me, very aroused,
rubbing my hard cock on her soft belly.
She gasped when our mouth's parted and they she kissed
me and stuck the tip of her tongue between my lips.
"That's ten, wise guy. No more sloppy stuff."
"Oh no, that was only six or seven depending on
whether or not you count the one on the nose which you
didn't like."
"I counted," she said as I picked her up and hurried
up the stairs and into her pink and white bedroom and
dumped her on the bed. We wrestled and kissed and
struggled some more and kissed warmly and deeply,
really meaning it. I slipped my hands inside her
stretch waist and peeled off her plaid skirt and
underpants. She lay back and looked up at me as she
kicked them away.
"How many was that?" she asked as I stood up and
started stripping.
"What are you doing?"
"My cock wants a kiss. You still owe me five or six."
I flopped it out and she squealed. "Billy, don't,
please don't, it's too big, much too big."
She tried to wiggle away when I sat to shed my shoes,
and I grabbed her ankle, pulled off her sneaker and
got myself up behind her spoon fashion.
"Turn your head," I demanded, and we kissed. "That was
twelve," I told her as I felt my rigid ram slide up
between her plump thighs. "and this will make
thirteen." I poked her and she shivered. "Now," I
said, gasping both her breasts and feeling my cockhead
between her fluttering lips. "Do you get one to grow
on or should we leave you a virgin?"
She arched and moaned and I was quickly into her a
couple of inches.
She shuddered and shook her head. "Please stop."
I stopped, shuddering with lust, with eagerness, with
need, pulled it out and flopped back on her pillow, my
hand grasping my swollen balls, my cock jutting
straight up in the air and dripping.
She knelt over it, held back her hair, smiled at me
and licked its head. "That makes thirteen," she said,
patting my belly. "You can go home."
"Oh no," I said loudly, as much to myself as to her.
"You still get one to grow on." I laid her flat,
pinned her down, climbed between her legs, spread her
open with her knees over my elbows, and screwed my
rigid male member into her tiny pink lips. She shook
her head from side to side, eyes big, mouth gaping as
I penetrated and the head disappeared into her.
She had no hymen but her vagina was tight and sinuous.
I filled it and stretched it and then held it there,
feeling it pulsing and jerking within her.
"That makes it thirteen, little one. Shall I go home?"
She looked up at me, swallowed and shook her head. I
pulled back slowly and she closed her eyes.
That's when we heard the car coming up the driveway.
We both dressed in record time and a minute or two
later when Cindy came in I was at the Mac and her
sister was standing beside me.
"He's showing me how to cut and paste," the kid said
calmly, her hand on my shoulder.
Cindy never noticed that her little sister was wearing
only one shoe.
END
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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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