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Mark's Journal - Sept 1
by kc (no address provided)

***

It's the end of Summer. Mark is about to start his 
Sophomore year in high school. Annie is in Mark's 
grade, and is the prettiest girl in school. Most boys 
have a crush on Annie, including Mark. Unusual 
circumstances lead Mark to his first sexual 
experiences. Mark writes about them in his journal. 
This is a continuing series of journal entries. Codes 
for the entire series are (mf, mff, 1st, oral, anal, 
creampie)

***

Author's Note: This is entirely a work of fiction. Any 
resemblance to real persons or real events is pure 
coincidence. Don't read this if you feel you might be 
offended by a story of this nature.

***

Mark's Journal

September 1

This was the best day ever! I still can't believe it!

Today was the last Saturday of Summer. School starts 
again on Monday. I went over to Annie's house at 
eleven this morning. It was a big job, and I wanted 
the extra cash. Annie's mom wanted her lawn mowed and 
trimmed, as usual, but also wanted the weeds pulled.

I wheeled my lawn mower down the street to Annie's, 
with my weed trimmer, extension cord, and broom 
stacked on top. It was a really hot day.

I decided to begin with the front yard. As soon as I 
started my mower, I noticed a person appear in the 
front window of the house. It was Annie. She was 
wearing a tee shirt and boy boxer underwear. Annie 
waved at me. I lifted my hand and waved back, which 
caused the lever to release and the mower to shut off. 
It was a stupid move. I could see Annie laugh. I 
smiled. She walked away from the window. I shook my 
head in embarrassment, and restarted the mower.

I finished mowing, then trimming. Next was the hard 
part - getting on my hands and knees and pulling 
weeds. It was really hot, and I was sweaty. I probably 
should have worn long pants, because my knees were 
getting ground with dirt. But, then again, it was hot.

I thought a lot about Annie while pulling the weeds in 
her front yard. Annie is, by far, the prettiest girl 
at school. Some girls are beautiful, especially some 
of the cheerleaders. Others are really cute. But Annie 
is both. She has a super cute face, green eyes that 
are almost fluorescent, a million dollar smile with 
big teeth, dimples on her cheeks, and medium length 
curly light brown hair.

Annie also has a great personality. She's a little bit 
shy, but likes to laugh. Annie is really smart, gets 
good grades, and has lots of friends.

Then there's Annie's body. The only thing that's not 
perfect is that she's kind of short. But she's got a 
great body. Thin, with a tiny waist, and a perfectly 
shaped small rear end. Annie has small breasts, but 
they are perky, and perfect for her body.

Annie is in my grade. We are starting our Sophomore 
year in a couple days. I've had a crush on her 
forever. So has every other boy I know. I've always 
wanted to talk with her more, but I'm pretty shy, 
especially when it comes to someone of Annie's beauty. 
Besides, she's always had the most popular guys after 
her.

Last school year, Annie hooked up with Luke, one of 
the varsity football players. She was just a Freshman, 
and he was a Junior. It didn't end well. Luke was a 
jerk. He told his friends about having sex with Annie, 
and the rumors went around school like wildfire. Annie 
was embarrassed. She hasn't had a boyfriend since. I 
felt bad for her.

I was still on my hands and knees, pulling weeds and 
daydreaming, when Annie's mom pulled up. She was on a 
lunch break. Annie's mom looks like an older version 
of Annie, but with a harder edge. Annie's mom owns a 
body piercing and tattoo shop, and has many tattoos 
and body piercings on her own body. I don't mind a few 
body piercings, but I don't like tattoos on a girl.

Because she gets good grades, Annie's mom let Annie 
get some body piercings, but no tattoos until she's 
eighteen. Most girls at school have their ears 
pierced, and a few have nose or dimple studs, or a 
belly ring. But Annie's the only girl at school that 
has all of those, plus a tongue piercing. The tongue 
piercing was a bit controversial when she got it, but 
Annie's mom owns a body piercing and tattoo shop after 
all. Annie has tiny gold balls in her piercings, so 
it's not distracting. Actually, they're kind of cute.

Annie's mom is divorced, and Annie doesn't have any 
brothers or sisters. So it's just the two of them 
living at their house.

"Hey, Mark," Annie's mom said, getting out of her car. 
"That looks great!"

"Thanks," I replied, pausing from my weed pulling.

"It's pretty hot out here," she said.

I nodded.

"Do you want to come in for a break?" she offered.

"No, I think I'll just get this done first," I said.

"Okay," Annie's mom said with a smile. "Just come on 
in if you want something to drink."

I nodded as she went in her front door.

About thirty minutes later I finished pulling the 
weeds. So I started sweeping and gathering up the 
mess. Annie's mom came back out of the house, and 
headed toward her car. On the way, she paused, 
complimented me on the good job, and promised a big 
tip. I thanked her.

I wheeled my mower and equipment around the side of 
the house and into the back yard. By this time I was a 
sweaty mess.

I immediately noticed Annie. She was laying on a 
lounge chair on the concrete patio, reading a 
magazine. Annie had changed out of the tee shirt and 
boy boxers, and was wearing a form-fitting white top 
with spaghetti straps, and tiny cut off blue jeans. 
Topping it off were oversized black rimmed sunglasses. 
Cute as can be.

"Hi Mark," she said, looking up from her magazine with 
a big smile.
 	
"Hi," I said back meekly.

"Is it okay if I stay out here while you do the back 
yard?" she asked.

"Sure," I said.

Annie went back to reading her magazine, but I could 
tell she was glancing over at me occasionally. I did 
the same. It was hard not to. I tried to not stare at 
her, or look like a klutz.

Thankfully, Annie's backyard is all grass and 
concrete, so all I had to do was mow and trim. When I 
was nearly done, Annie got up and walked into her 
house, leaving the back door open. I watched closely 
as she walked in, admiring her tight little butt 
framed by the skimpy cut off blue jeans.

Through the window, I could see Annie sitting at the 
bar in her kitchen, facing out toward the backyard.

As I gathered the last of the trimmings, Annie stuck 
her head out the open back door.

"Hey Mark," she called out. "After you're done, come 
on in. I've made some lemonade."

I looked over to her and nodded.

A few minutes later, I stacked up my equipment and 
headed to the back door of Annie's house.

I walked in. Annie was sitting on a stool at the bar 
in the kitchen area at the back of her house. She was 
still reading her magazine, but looked up at me and 
smiled. She had a large glass of lemonade next to her 
magazine on the bar.

"You must be thirsty," she said.

I nodded.

Annie got up and walked over to the cupboard on the 
other side of the kitchen. I admired her body some 
more as she retrieved another tall glass from the 
shelf. Then she went to the refrigerator and got out a 
pitcher of lemonade and filled the glass.

She put the pitcher back in the fridge, returned to 
her seat, and placed the fresh glass of lemonade on 
the bar across from her.

"Have a seat," she directed.

I sat down on the bar stool opposite Annie.

"Thanks," I said, picking up the lemonade and downing 
nearly the entire glass.

Annie laughed.

"You were thirsty," she said. "It's hot out there, 
isn't it?"

"Yeah," I confirmed.

Annie and I chatted for a while, mostly about school 
and the classes we were taking, starting next week. 
The conversation was comfortable, and I got more at 
ease.

"You want more lemonade?" she asked.

"Sure," I said.

Annie got up and walked over to the refrigerator.

"Gosh, you're tiny," I said, for whatever reason. It 
was an awkward thing to say.

She looked back at me with a sideways smile.

"Yeah, I wish I was taller," she said.

Annie brought the pitcher back and filled up my glass.

"How tall are you?" I asked.

"Four eleven," she said. "How tall are you?"

"Five seven," I said. "But I'm still growing. I'm sure 
you are too."

"I doubt it," she replied. "Have you seen my mom?"

"Yeah," I replied. "But you never know. Besides, you 
look great. So does you mom. You don't need to be any 
taller."

It was another awkward moment.

"Yeah, I guess," she said. "But I still wish I was 
taller. I'd like to be about five seven, like you."

I nodded.

"So you think you're going to get taller?" she asked.

"I hope so," I replied. "And maybe not so skinny."

"Oh, I don't think you're skinny," Annie said. "I 
think you're just about right. What do you weigh?"

"Um, I think about one forty," I replied. "What do you 
weigh?"

Annie smiled.

"You're not supposed to ask a girl how much she 
weighs," Annie said.

Annie was right. I got embarrassed.

Annie laughed.

"About ninety," she said.

 Just then Annie perked up, listening intently.

I could hear the sound of the mail truck stopping at 
houses on Annie's street.

Annie got up.

"Wait here," she said. "I'll be right back."

Annie walked out of the kitchen. I saw her go through 
the living room and out the front door.

I sipped on some more lemonade.

A minute later Annie came back in through the front 
door. She returned to the kitchen holding a small 
stack of mail. She had a big smile on her face.

"It's here," she said with excitement, placing the 
mail over to the side of the bar, except for one 
padded thick envelope.

I watched as she tore open the end of the envelope.

"What's here?" I asked.

"Some stuff I ordered," she said. "I've been waiting 
for it."

Annie was almost giddy.

She poured out the contents of the envelope onto the 
bar. Out came a bunch of small clear plastic sealed 
bags. Each contained a piece of gold jewelry. They all 
looked somewhat alike, with gold balls on the ends, 
but in different shapes.

Annie picked one up and looked at it close, with a big 
smile on her face. Then she looked at another.

I just watched, fascinated with her delight.

Annie started grouping and lining the items up on the 
bar. There were nine all together.

"So these are for you?" I asked.

"Mmm hmm," she replied, still shuffling the items 
around.

"There's a lot of them," I commented.

"Yeah," she said. "I saved up all Summer for these."

Annie works part-time at her mom's shop on Sundays, 
and sometimes Saturdays, answering the phone and 
making appointments.

"What are they?" I asked.

Annie looked up at me with an odd look. It was a 
stupid question. It was obvious what they were.

"Well, I know what they are," I said. "But why are 
they special?"

"Well, they're solid gold," she said. "And they all 
match, with a small cubic zirconia stone in each ball. 
I wanted a complete set of matching ones that are 
solid so I can wear them all the time."

"Oh," I said, as Annie returned to carefully looking 
at her new jewelry again.

I watched as she examined more pieces. She gave me one 
to look at. It looked to be an earring. A thin stud 
with a small gold ball and clear diamond-like stone at 
the end of the ball.

"Why so many?" I asked.

"One for each piercing," she replied.

"But there's nine of them," I said, somewhat confused.

Annie looked up at me.

At first she didn't say anything.

"I have nine piercings," she said finally, then went 
back to looking at her jewelry again.

I thought about the math. It didn't add up. I could 
account for six. Two ears, dimple, nose, tongue, and 
belly.

"You have nine?" I asked.

"Mmm hmm," she said.

A few moments later, still confused, I asked another 
question.

"Where?" I quizzed.

"Where what?" she asked, looking up at me again.

"Your piercings," I answered.

"Oh," Annie said, with a somewhat concerned look on 
her face.

There was a long pause.

"If I tell you Mark, will you promise not to tell 
anyone?" Annie asked.

"Sure," I said.

"No, I mean really," she said sternly. "You can't even 
tell your friends."

I nodded.

"Do you promise?" Annie asked.

"I promise," I pledged. "I won't tell anyone."

"Okay," she said.

Annie asked for the item I still held in my hand. She 
put it with another identical item, and laid them down 
on the bar between us.

"These are earrings," she declared.

That was obvious.

Next was a small stud with a small flat back. She laid 
it next to the earrings.

"This is for my dimple," Annie said.

Next was one with an odd twisting bar.

"This is for my nose," she said.

Next was one with a ball on both ends. I noticed it 
didn't have any stones. Just solid gold balls.

"This is for my tongue," Annie declared.

Next was one with two balls, but a longer, slightly 
curving connecting rod. One of the balls was larger 
than the other.

"This is for my belly button," Annie explained.

Those are exactly what I figured. So what about the 
other three?

Annie picked the remaining three and laid them down at 
the end of the lineup.

"These are for private areas," Annie declared.

I was stunned. I didn't quite know what to say. My 
mind raced.

I looked up at her. She looked nervous.

"Like where?" I asked.

Annie swallowed hard.

"You promised not to tell," she reminded.

I nodded.

There was a moment of silence as Annie considered what 
to do next. Then she seemed to resolve things in her 
mind.

Annie picked out two from the pile of three. They each 
had two gold balls, connected by a long rod.

"These are for my nipples," she said.

I'm sure my mouth must have dropped open.

"You promised you wouldn't say," she quickly added.

I nodded.

"Your mom let you get those pierced?" I asked.

Annie nodded.

"Yeah, but only if I got straight A's last school 
year," Annie explained. "Which I did. So I got them 
done last month."

"Wow," I said. "That's hot."

Annie giggled.

"Didn't it hurt?" I asked.

"Mmm hmm," she answered. "But only for a little bit."

"So what about that one?" I asked, pointing to the 
last item.

It looked a bit like the belly button barbell, with a 
curving shaft between the small gold balls. But the 
balls were both small.

Annie hesitated.

"That's for my clit," she finally said.

My mouth dropped open again.

I looked up at Annie.

"Wow," I said. "That had to hurt."

"It did," she said. "But not as much as some of the 
others."

I must have looked confused.

"It doesn't actually go through my clitoris," Annie 
explained. "It goes through the skin that covers it."

"Oh," I said, remembering what little I knew about a 
girl's anatomy.

It was then I realized that the thought of Annie's 
private piercings was starting to give me an erection. 
I felt embarrassed, and didn't know what to say.

"You don't have to be embarrassed," she said.

I realized that Annie might have thought I was 
embarrassed about the body piercings. I wasn't. I was 
embarrassed about the swelling penis in my shorts.

"Oh, I'm not embarrassed," I said. "I think it's cool. 
Actually, it's hot."

 Annie laughed.

"I promise," I reassured. "I won't tell anyone."

Annie gathered up her new jewelry.

"I think I'll go sterilize them and put them on," she 
declared.

"Yeah, I should probably go home and take a shower," I 
replied. "I'm a sweaty mess."

The truth was I wanted to go home and take a shower 
for two reasons. One, to get clean. Two, to take care 
of the fact that I was horny and wanted to cum.

"Oh, don't go," Annie said. "Hang out with me for a 
while. You can take a shower here."

"Yeah, but I've got to get clean clothes," I replied.

"I can wash them for you," Annie said. "I've got a 
load going in anyway. We can hang out and watch TV for 
a while."

"Um, I guess," I said meekly.

"Good, I'll get you a towel," Annie said, getting up 
and heading off to the short hallway that leads to the 
bathroom and two bedrooms in her house.

I followed Annie and watched her retrieve a bath towel 
from the hall closet. She handed it to me and ushered 
me into the bathroom. I closed the door, still a bit 
stunned by the events.

I set the towel down on the counter, and headed over 
to start the shower. As I did, I heard Annie walk by 
in the hallway and say she was going to put on her new 
jewelry.

I turned the shower on, and waited for it to get warm. 
Then I stripped down. My cock was still fluffed, and I 
gave it a few tugs, just to relieve some pressure.

Just as I was about ready to get into the shower, I 
heard a knock on the door. It startled me. I 
instinctively covered my cock and balls with my hands.

"Mark," I heard Annie call out through the door. "I 
need your clothes."

"Oh, okay," I called back.

"Just open the door a crack and hand them to me," 
Annie instructed.

I gathered up all my clothes from the floor, except 
for my shoes.

I opened the door a foot or so, then handed the bundle 
of clothes around the front of the door with my left 
hand, concealing my body behind the door.

Annie grabbed the bundle.

"Thanks," she said.

But as I closed the door, I saw Annie's walking away 
in the reflection in the large mirror on the bathroom 
wall. I realized that Annie probably got a good look 
at the side of my naked body in the mirror when I 
opened the door.

After I got out of the shower and dried off, I 
realized I had no clothes to put on. So I wrapped the 
towel around my waist and opened the door.

"I'm in here Mark," I heard Annie call out.

Her voice came from down the hall. I walked down the 
hall and saw Annie sitting at a small desk against the 
far wall in her bedroom. She was looking into a large 
circular mirror at the desk, fiddling with her 
earrings.

"Do you feel better now?" she asked, not turning to 
look at me.

"Yep," I said. "But I don't have any clothes to wear."

"Oh, yeah," she said. "Why don't you just put on my 
boxers until your clothes are clean and dry. I've got 
them in the washer right now. My boxers are over there 
on the floor next to my bed."

I looked. Sure enough, I saw a small pile of clothes 
that included the boy boxers and tee shirt I saw Annie 
wearing earlier in the day. I walked over and 
retrieved the boxers from the floor, setting aside the 
skimpy light blue g-string panties that were resting 
on top.

"I won't turn around," Annie reassured. "Just put them 
on and give me the towel."

I turned and faced Annie's closet and unwrapped the 
towel from around my waist, letting it drop to the 
floor. I put on the boxers, which had a plaid 
checkered pattern.

I picked up the towel, turned around and approached 
Annie. I could see her smiling face in the reflection 
in the mirror. I suddenly realized that she probably 
had just seen my naked backside in the mirror a moment 
earlier. Oh well.

Annie got up from her desk and turned around to face 
me. I handed her the towel, which she set on the chair 
of her desk.

"So what do you think?" she asked.

I didn't know what she meant.

"What do you think?" Annie said again. "You know, 
about my new jewelry?"

Annie twisted her head to the side, and pulled her 
hair back, exposing a new small gold earring in her 
left ear.

"Looks good," I said.

"And see here," she said, pointing to the matching 
small gold ball on the left side of her nose.

"And here," Annie continued, pointing to the small 
gold ball on her right dimple.

"And here," she said, opening her mouth, sticking out 
her tongue, and showing me the small gold balls on the 
top and bottom of her tongue.

"And also here," she concluded, looking down at her 
belly and pulling up her top a bit to expose the gold 
barbell in her belly button.

"What do you think?" she asked.

"They're great," I said enthusiastically. "And they 
all match."

"Mmm hmm," Annie replied. "I like them."

I nodded.

"But I can't show you the others," Annie said with a 
big smile.

I laughed.

Annie picked up the towel from her chair and started 
to head toward the door of her bedroom.

Then she paused.

"Well, maybe there's a way I can show you without 
showing you," she declared, turning around.

She came back over to me and set the towel back down 
on the chair.

She looked at me and pondered. I had no idea what she 
was thinking.

"Mark, go out of my room for just a minute," Annie 
said.

I nodded, and walked out of her room.

"Close the door," she said. "It'll just take a 
second."

I closed the door and waited. Less than a minute later 
she called me back into her room.

Annie had a big smile on her face.

"Come here," she said.

I walked over to her again. I didn't understand what 
was up. Everything seemed the same.

"Well?" she asked.

"I don't understand," I said with a confused look on 
my face.

Annie rolled her eyes.

"I took off my bra," she said, pointing to the small 
white cotton bra sitting on top of the towel on her 
chair.

I immediately looked down at her small perky breasts. 
They were covered by the form fitting white top she 
had been wearing, but now it was clear what Annie 
wanted me to see. At the tip of each of her firm 
little breasts were the bulges from two small balls. I 
could clearly see the outline of Annie's new nipple 
barbells. Between each ball I could also see the 
outline of her nipple poking out just a small amount 
more than the gold balls. I stared, and swallowed 
hard.

"What do you think?" Annie asked.

"Wow," was all I could muster.

Then Annie did something I didn't expect.

She cupped both of her breasts with her hands and used 
her index fingers and thumbs to gently pull and twist 
her nipples through her top.

"They feel good too," Annie declared as I stared at 
the action.

"Wow," I said again.

"Do you want to feel them?" Annie asked.

I looked up at her, and nodded.

She removed her hands from her breasts.

I nervously moved my own hands to her chest. My heart 
was pounding.

I gently pinched her nipples with my index fingers and 
thumbs, feeling the soft flesh in the center and the 
hard balls on either side.

"That's nice," Annie said. "I think you like it too," 
Annie giggled.

I instantly realized what that comment was about. We 
were both looking down at my fingers on her nipples, 
but further down was a huge tent in the boxers I was 
wearing. I had a partial erection.

"I think it's better if you hold them," Annie said. 
"Here, let me turn around."

I let go of Annie's nipples and she turned around. I 
took the opportunity to adjust my cock so it pointed 
straight up.

"Here, hold them from behind," Annie instructed, 
lifting her arms to give me access.

I scooted in behind Annie, my hard cock pushing 
against her back just above her butt. I reached around 
and cupped her breasts. They felt great. I gently 
resumed squeezing her nipples as I held her breasts.

"That feels nice Mark," Annie said. "Have you ever 
felt a girl up before."

"Mmm hmm," I said.

"Molly?" Annie asked.

"Yeah, how did you know?" I asked.

"Just a guess," Annie replied, as I continued to 
massage her boobs and feel her nipples and gold 
barbells with my fingers. "Have you ever had another 
girlfriend?"

"No," I admitted. "Just Molly, and we were only 
together for a short while last year."

"Did you ever do anything more with her?" Annie asked, 
leaning back into me.

"Just kissing," I said.

"Hmm," Annie said. "You can kiss me if you want."

"I can?" I said, with some surprise.

"Mmm hmm," she replied. "I've had a crush on you for a 
long time."

"You have?" I said with more surprise.

"Mmm hmm," Annie confirmed. "But you are so shy."

"Oh," I said.

"You can kiss my neck if you want," Annie said, 
twisting her head to the left, exposing her neck.

I nuzzled in and gave her gentle kisses as I continued 
to play with her covered breasts.

"Mmm," she mumbled with pleasure. "That's nice."

"Have you had any other boyfriends?" I asked between 
kisses.

"No," Annie said. "Just Jake, and that didn't go so 
well."

I nuzzled over to the other side of her neck, and she 
leaned her head over to the right. Annie moaned some 
more as I kissed her neck.

Annie turned around, breaking my contact with her 
breasts and neck.

She looked up and me and smiled.

"Kiss me," she instructed.

For the next few minutes we kissed. At first it was 
awkward. But then we got into it.

"Here," Annie said, stepping back.

She pulled her top off, exposing her naked breasts and 
new nipple barbells with small gold bars.

I couldn't help but stare. But only for a moment. 
Annie moved back in to kiss again, our bare chests now 
touching.

We held each other and kissed for a few more minutes.

Annie broke it off again, and stepped back.

"Do you want to feel them again now?" she asked.

I nodded. Annie turned around and we resumed the 
position with me at her back, holding her breasts. The 
skin felt so soft, as I played with the nipples and 
gold balls with my fingers. I started kissing her neck 
again, as she gave quiet moans of approval.

"Do you want to suck on them?" Annie asked. "I hear 
that feels good."

"Jake never did that?" I asked.

"No," Annie said. "I only got them pierced earlier 
this Summer."

Annie turned around again.

I leaned down and sideways, awkwardly, so I could take 
Annie's left nipple into my mouth. I held onto her 
sides, and placed my lips around the perky nipple and 
gold balls, sucking it all gently into my mouth. Then 
I played with the soft nipple flesh, and gold balls, 
with my tongue. The gold balls occasionally knocked 
against the back of my front teeth. Annie moaned with 
approval.

"Do the other one," she said.

So I moved over and worked on Annie's other nipple.

"That feels good Mark," Annie declared. "Come here," 
she urged, lifting me back up.

We kissed again. This time Annie was more aggressive. 
My hard cock, covered by the boxer shorts, pressed 
against her belly as we embraced.

"Do you want to see the last one?" Annie asked.

I knew exactly what she meant, and nodded.

Annie took a step back.

"Well, you probably want to get down on the floor so 
you can see," Annie suggested.

I sat down on my knees in front of her.

I watched from close-up as Annie peeled off her tiny 
cut-off blue jeans, exposing skimpy light blue cotton 
panties, like I'd seen in the clothes pile earlier.

Annie used her hand to pull one side of the cotton 
triangle to the side, exposing her pussy mound and the 
very top of her pussy slot. At the top of the slot was 
a small gold ball.

"Wow," I said. "I can see it."

"Mmm hmm," she said.

"You don't have any hair," I remarked.

"I shave," she confirmed.

"Can I touch?" I said, looking up at her.

She nodded.

I used the tips of my right index and middle fingers 
to gently rub Annie'spussy mound, as she continued to 
hold her panties to the side.

"It's so soft," I said.

The skin was bare and smooth.

"Mmm hmm," she confirmed. "I just shaved this 
morning."

I touched the little gold ball at the top of her pussy 
slot.

This caused her to twitch.

"Careful," she said. "It's sensitive."

"Oh, sorry," I replied.

"It's okay," Annie assured. "I have to work up to 
touching my clit. It takes a while."

"I can't really see the whole thing that well," I 
said. "Where's the other ball?"

"Oh," Annie said, still looking down.

She used her other hand to pull up on her pussy mound, 
just above her clit. It exposed the other gold ball, 
as well as the little button of sensitive flesh that 
had been previously covered. I was looking straight at 
Annie's exposed clitoris from about a foot away.

"Wow," I said. "It's beautiful."

Annie laughed.

"You can't really see my pussy though," Annie added.

"No, not really," I confirmed.

"I have an idea," Annie said. "I think you'll like it. 
Have you ever seen a girl's pussy?"

"No," I said. "Not in real life. Just pictures."

Annie let go of her panties and leaned back up.

"Stay right there," she instructed.

Annie turned around, confirming that her panties were 
g-string, like the ones on the floor. I admired her 
beautiful bare butt.

She peeled off her panties, leaving her completely 
naked in front of me, still on my knees. Annie leaned 
over, putting her hands on her desk. Then she spread 
her legs.

What was directly in front of me was stunning. At the 
top was Annie's beautiful butt, with a tiny puckered 
anus in the center. Just below her ass was the base of 
her pussy slot. Her inner lips were slightly pink, 
narrow, and stretched tight. They joined at her clit, 
and a gold ball appeared above and below the sensitive 
little button. Her outer pussy lips were slightly 
puffy, the same color as the rest of her skin, and 
shaven bare and smooth. It was an erotic sight.

"Is that better?" she asked. "Can you see now."

"Mmm hmm," I said.

I stared for a moment. Then another.

"Well, now you've seen them all," Annie said, starting 
to get up.

"Can I kiss it?" I blurted out

Annie froze.

"What do you mean?" she asked. "You want to kiss my 
pussy?"

"Mmm hmm," I said.

"Um, okay, I guess," she confirmed.

I leaned in, putting my hands on her upper hips. I 
kissed her pussy on the lips. Then I kissed it again. 
The smell was incredible. I was already super horny. 
Now I was even more horny. On the next kiss, I let my 
tongue slide up and down an inch or so of her pussy 
slot. My tongue explored the crack between her lips. I 
savored the taste of Annie.

She started to moan softly again.

I ran my tongue and mouth up and down Annie's pussy, 
avoiding her clit, remembering her caution that it was 
really sensitive.

Up near the base of her pussy my tongue glided in 
deeper. I figured that was her vagina, and pushed my 
tongue in as far as it would go. Annie moaned again.

"That feels good Mark," she said softly.

I explored her tight pussy with my tongue, probing her 
inner depths as best I could. The taste got stronger.

"Lick my clit Mark," Annie instructed, after another 
minute or so.

I moved my mouth down along her wet pussy slot until I 
reached the two gold balls and soft flesh in between. 
I wrapped my mouth around the gold balls and Annie's 
clit.

Her body twitched.

I began to gently lick at her clitoris and the gold 
balls with the tip of my tongue. Annie moaned some 
more. I could also sense her breathing harder.

"Go faster Mark," Annie said.

I licked faster. She moaned some more.

"Uhh," Annie hissed. "Mark."

Annie's lower body began to twitch in a rapid series 
of spasms. It caught me by surprise, but I was able to 
keep my mouth planted and my tongue working her clit.

A few seconds later, Annie twitched away from my body, 
extending her arms and breaking my contact with her 
body. I watched as her butt muscles contracted in a 
series of a clenches.

"Uhh," Annie moaned.

Then she turned around. She leaned back against her 
desk and held her own breasts in a tight clutch.

Annie looked down at me, smiling, and still breathing 
hard.

She laughed.

I looked up at her, wetness still covering my mouth.

"Come here," she said.

I stood up. We embraced.

"Well, that was good," she said, laughing again. "I 
wasn't expecting that. It felt really good."

"I'm glad," I said. "I wasn't sure what I was doing."

"Well, you did a good job," Annie said. "You made me 
cum."

I smiled. I thought that she had an orgasm, but I 
wasn't sure.

"I think it's your turn," Annie said.

I looked at her, not knowing exactly what she had in 
mind, but ready for anything she wanted.

Annie let go, and got down on her knees in front of 
me. She put her hands on the sides of the boxer shorts 
and carefully pulled them down, exposing my raging 
erection.

I stepped out of the boxers as she held them to the 
floor.

We were both completely naked.

Annie stared at my cock for a moment, smiling.

She put the palm of her right hand against the shaft 
and wrapped her fingers around my erect penis. Annie 
gently stroked up and down the shaft, softy touching 
the skin with her hand.

I felt a bolt of pleasure, watching the whole thing 
from above.

"Nice," she said, looking up at me with a smile.

"You have a nice dick," Annie said, looking back down 
at her stroking.

She moved her hand to the base, leaned in, and licked 
the upper shaft with her tongue. I felt another jolt 
of pleasure.

Then Annie did what I was hoping for. She bent my cock 
down, opened her mouth, and placed the swollen head of 
my hard penis into her warm and wet mouth.

Annie proceeded to move her mouth up and down a couple 
inches of the shaft, causing continuous pleasure. I 
watched as her tightly wrapped lips moved back-and-
forth on the end of my cock. The blowjob had lasted on 
a few seconds, but I was ready to explode. Then I got 
nervous. What if I came in her mouth?

"Annie, Annie," I blurted. "You're gonna make me cum."

She kept going.

"Annie," I called out in warning again.

She kept going.

I lost it. I went into full blown orgasm. My cock 
pulsed jets of semen into Annie's mouth. She gagged at 
first, but kept going, until I was drained and could 
take no more. I gently pulled back. She got the hint 
and released my cock from her mouth.

It was still hard, and leaking globs of thick cum. She 
carefully licked them up, still holding the shaft with 
her right hand.

"Wow," I said through heavy breaths.

Annie looked up at me and smiled.

My cock started to shrink in her hand, as I took in 
the amazing sight.

Annie let go of my penis and stood up. We embraced 
again, and she leaned in to kiss me. We kissed, and I 
could taste the remnants of my cum in her mouth. I 
wondered if she could taste her pussy wetness in my 
mouth.
 
"That was really good," she said, as we parted, my 
penis nearly deflated.

I nodded.

"Will you lay with me for a while?" she asked.

I didn't know exactly what she meant, but I nodded 
again.

She smiled.

Annie turned to her bed and pulled back the covers.

"Come on, climb in," she instructed.

I got into her bed, and scooted over near to the wall, 
sliding my feet under the pink sheets and white 
blanket. I laid on my side facing Annie, holding my 
head up with my elbow and hand. Annie slid in next to 
me and pulled the covers over us. She turned on her 
side, away from me.

"Cuddle me," she said.

I knew what she wanted.

I spooned against Annie.

She moved my left hand between her breasts, then and 
then placed it on her right breast. I cupped her boob 
and held her tight.

We talked about how much fun that was. Annie told me 
she had never had anyone lick her pussy. Apparently, 
all that she and Jake ever did was one blow job, and 
had sex twice. Annie said it wasn't good, and the 
rumors of more than that were just wrong. She got on 
birth control just to have sex with Jake, as he'd been 
pressuring her. But then when it happened, it wasn't 
good. They tried again and it still wasn't good. Then 
he became a jerk. Annie said it felt different with 
me. She liked the way I touched her. She said it felt 
electric. That it felt right. She said she also liked 
giving me a blowjob. Giving me that much pleasure.

After a while, it got too hot under the covers.

Annie turned over on her back and pushed off sheets 
and blanket.

"Too hot for covers," she declared.

"Yeah," I agreed.

Annie looked over at me and smiled. I softly touched 
her belly with my left hand, circling around her new 
belly button gold barbell.

"I guess we should get up and get dressed," she 
declared.

"Mmm, not yet," I asserted. "Let me touch you for a 
little while."

Annie took a deep breath, and pushed her head back, 
closing her eyes for a moment.

I softly moved my hand up Annie's body, circling 
around her breasts and nipples, and then up to her 
neck.

"That feels nice Mark," Annie said softly.

I admired her gorgeous body as I continued downward 
with the tips of my left hand fingers.

I gently played with her nipples again, and pulled 
lightly on the gold barbells.

Moving back down to her belly, she breathed deep 
again. I moved my hand down further, touching her 
pussy mound softly, then her upper thighs. I moved my 
hand along the slot where her two thighs touched, 
hoping she might let me touch her pussy again. It 
worked.

Annie moved her right knee out, giving me access. I 
rubbed softly along her inner left thigh, and then 
along the area between her thigh and her outer pussy 
lips. I moved slowly and lightly over her outer pussy 
lips and then even lighter along her inner pussy lips. 
I could feel the heat and wetness.

Annie glanced over at me.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"Just touching you," I said. "Is that okay?"

She nodded, turning away and closing her eyes again.

"It feels good," she declared.

After a few more minutes, I decided to make another 
move.

"Can I lick you again?" I asked.

"You mean my pussy?" she asked.

"Mmm hmm," I confirmed.

"You want to?" Annie asked.

"Yeah," I said. "I really liked doing that."

Annie didn't respond, as I kept softly touching her.

"Okay, but be gentle," she said. "It's sensitive."

I sat up in bed and moved down along Annie's beautiful 
naked body.

I positioned myself on my hands and knees between 
Annie's legs. She spread herself to accommodate me. I 
smiled at her and she smiled back.

I scrunched down, facing Annie's crotch. Moving my 
head in close, I gazed and the wonderful sight. The 
smell was the same as before, only stronger. I slid my 
hands under and around her hips, and moved in. I 
started the same way, by kissing her pussy. I moved 
slow and gentle, wanting to make it last, and 
remembering that she said she was sensitive.

I licked up and down Annie's pussy slot between her 
inner lips. Then I explored her vagina with my tongue 
again, savoring the soft texture and wonderful taste.

"Mmm, that feels nice," Annie said quietly.

I kept at it for another five minutes or so. Annie 
occasionally gave a big sigh. I glanced up at her. Her 
head was back on the pillow. She wasn't looking down 
at me. Annie was just taking in the pleasure.

"Lick my clit Mark," Annie said. "Just be gentle."

I moved my mouth up and surrounded her clitoris and 
the two gold balls again. I flicked her clit with my 
tongue. She didn't jerk, so I figured I was doing 
okay.

I kept a slow and steady pace.

"Mmm, that's good," Annie moaned.

Then she did something I didn't expect. Annie placed 
her hands on the back of my head. After a few moments, 
she started to apply pressure, grinding my mouth into 
her.

Next I noticed she was slightly gyrating her hips. I 
glanced up, as I continued to work on her clit with my 
tongue. Annie's head was still back against the 
pillow. But her mouth was open, and she was breathing 
hard.

Then she suddenly lifted her head, looking down at me 
with an open mouth and wide eyes. They looked as 
fluorescent green as I'd ever seen.

"Uhh," she moaned.

Her hips spasmed and twitched as she held my head 
tight against her crotch. I recognized it as orgasm.

"Mmm," she moaned, continuing to twitch as I worked on 
her clit with my tongue.

Annie applied lots of pressure to the back of my head, 
holding me tight, as she worked through her pleasure.

Then, just as suddenly, she pushed my head away from 
her crotch, breathing hard. I could see her entire 
pussy clench in a couple more orgasmic contractions. 
Her pussy was glistening with wetness, as was my 
mouth.

"Come here," she directed.

I crawled up Annie's body until I was hovering above 
her face. Her mouth was still open and breathing 
heavy.

Then I felt her right hand. It touched my cock. It was 
rock hard. I hadn't realized that until Annie touched 
it. I had gotten lost in pleasuring Annie.

Annie wrapped her hand around my cock and looked up at 
me.

"Put it in, Mark," she directed.

I was confused. I wanted to have sex with Annie, but I 
was nervous and didn't know what to do. The situation 
snuck up on me. I think Annie could read my mind.

"I'm still on birth control," she said calmly. "It's 
okay. I want you inside me."

I nodded.

As I maneuvered above her, Annie worked the swollen 
head of my cock up and down her wet pussy slot. When 
she had it lined up with the entrance to her vagina, 
she moved her hands to my hips and urged me down.

I pushed forward, penetrating Annie with the tip of my 
cock. A surge of pleasure filled my body.

I looked down at her. Her mouth went open again.

"Go slow," Annie whispered. "You have a big dick."

I nodded.

I pushed deeper into Annie, feeling the warmth, 
wetness, and tightness.

I pulled back slightly, then forward again. I worked 
about half of my cock in and out of Annie's pussy. I 
was surprised that I hadn't cum already. I guess it 
was because I had already cum earlier.

With her hands on my hips, and by using her own hips, 
Annie urged me deeper and deeper on each stroke. A 
minute later, my hard penis was buried in Annie to the 
hilt.

The look on Annie's face was priceless. I couldn't 
hold back.

I pumped jets of semen into Annie, keeping my cock 
pressed as deep as it would go.

I moaned with the surges of pleasure. Annie gripped my 
back and held me tight. I nuzzled into her neck as my 
orgasm continued.

"Cum in me," Annie whispered.

I grunted again, as the last surges of pleasure filled 
my body.

I stayed in place, feeling the deep penetration. Annie 
rubbed up and down my back.
 
"That was good," she whispered.

"Mmm hmm," I agreed.

A few moments later I got worried that I was crushing 
Annie.

"I guess I should get up," I said.

"Mmm hmm," she agreed.

I pushed myself up from Annie and prepared to withdraw 
my penis from her body. My cock was still partially 
hard.

As I pulled out, Annie looked up at me and opened her 
mouth again. I could feel the slickness of the semen 
in her pussy as my cock glided out.

When it pulled all the way out, Annie sighed.

I rolled over to her side, my cock sloppy with cum and 
her wetness.

"Stay right there," Annie instructed, as she slid off 
the bed.

She retrieved the bath towel that I had used earlier 
for my shower. Standing up next to the bed, she leaned 
over and carefully wiped up the wetness from my cock 
and balls.

She was smiling the whole time. I smiled back.

"Stay right here," she said. "I'll be right back."

I watched as Annie walked out of her room and down the 
hall, holding the towel in her hand. I admired her 
gorgeous naked body.

A few moments later, I heard the toilet flush. Then 
Annie returned.

She got dressed, and I got up from her bed and put her 
boxer shorts back on. We spent the rest of the 
afternoon together, talking about many things, 
including what we had done.

After my clothes were dry, and it was getting close to 
the time her mom would be coming home from work, I got 
dressed in Annie's room. Annie watched, with a smile 
on her face. She watched me take off her boxers, and 
put my clothes on.

"You have a nice body, Mark," she said.

"So do you," I replied.

Annie laughed.

"Can I see you again?" I asked.

Annie got up from her desk chair and stood in front of 
me, smiling, but not saying anything. I wasn't sure 
what to do.

"I mean, I really, really, like you," I said. "And I'd 
like you to be my girlfriend, but I understand if 
you..."

"Shh," she said. "I like you too. And maybe I'd like 
to be your girlfriend."

Annie embraced me and kissed me on the mouth.

She asked me to call her tomorrow.

What an amazing day! I can't believe I'm going out 
with the prettiest girl in school!

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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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