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Nicky Popping
by Realoldbill (no address provided)
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The pretty girl next door makes a mistake when she
tries to improve her tan. (mm/f-teens, nc)
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Nicky felt very naughty and a bit fearful as she
peeled off her clinging tank suit and lay back on her
beach towel, spreading her long legs. She was
determined to eliminate the last sign of paleness from
her smooth skin and add to her golden tan. Only her
small pudenda mound, thin strap marks and a triangle
on each of her jutting breasts were still white.
She lay between the garage and the neighbor's high
fence and was sure she could not be seen as she closed
her eyes and petted her recently shaved groin,
slipping a fingertip in and out of her sensitive slot,
barely arousing her tiny clit.
She enjoyed the feel of the stubble and made a
satisfied noise in her throat as she thought about
Roger and what they had done last night down in his
basement playroom. She let a fingertip enter her puffy
lips a bit deeper and smiled, eyes closed tightly as
her labia curled about her knuckle. She hooked her
finger, found the fiery place and closed her eyes, her
other hand cupping her full breast, feeling her nipple
rise and harden. She figured she had two hours of full
sun and planned to enjoy the time.
I was changing my clothes to play some basketball when
I happened to look out the back window and there she
was, bare and naked! Luscious Nicky Miller herself,
the stuck-up bitch. She was only a year older than I
was, but she would not even look at me, the snooty
slut, but what a ripe body she had and now wearing
three small triangles of pale skin on her golden tan.
I looked out the side window and saw that their car
was gone so she was probably alone.
Alone and naked, what an opportunity. My cock surged.
I got my field glasses and looked again, admiring her
high, pink nipples in those pale triangles and the
carefully shaved and tight-lipped slot between her
mounded thighs where just a wiggle of pink was
showing. My cock shivered as I saw her fingers pet her
snatch. Damn, but she had great legs, muscular thighs.
I couldn't wait to feel them wrapped around me. And
those jugs, I longed to bite them. Hell, they were as
big and round as softballs.
Nicky meanwhile thought of Roger's long tongue and
about how she had pushed his head deeper into her
seething pussy and made him suck her clit until she
gushed her juices all over his face. That, she
decided, was what boys were good for although she had
to admit that her girlfriends were just as pleasing.
She could hardly wait to tell her friends at her very
expensive private school.
Nicky was proud of her virginity and her ability to
manipulate men. All the sex she had enjoyed had been
with her girlfriends and her toys. Her hymen was
perforated but intact. And she planned to keep it that
way and sell it dearly.
Roger had sputtered and run off to the bathroom while
she dressed and when he returned she had kissed him
chastely, giggled and fled, knowing she left him blue-
balled.
She caressed her pale, developing breasts with both
hands and conjured up her dream man, the rich and
muscular stud with an impossible penis who would come
and deflower her royally in their penthouse suite. Her
eyes were tightly closed and her nipples in her
fingers when she heard the gate squeak. Her heart
paused and then fluttered.
I was careful not to let the gate bang closed and
stood there for a minute of two waiting to see if she
had heard. Then I crossed the lawn and stepped behind
the garage. She was sitting up, looking puzzled, both
big jugs covered by her hands.
"Hi Nicky," I said, as I peeled off my t-shirt. "Mind
if I join you?"
"Billy Prentiss," she squealed, "get out of here. I'll
call my mother."
"Don't think she's home, sweetie. Car's gone. Doesn't
she usual go shopping on Tuesdays?" I pulled down my
shorts and jockstrap, and she squealed. I hadn't
bothered to put on shoes and socks. My cock was
already excited, flopping about.
The girl seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move,
unable to do anything but stare at my genitals. Except
on the Internet, I guessed she had never seen a male's
penis, babies' of course but that didn't count and now
there it was, staring her right in the face and
seeming to get bigger and higher, aimed right at her
with a large, dangling pair of balls that looked egg-
sized. I smacked it and watched it bounce back and
rise a bit higher, about a half-foot long now but
getting bigger and harder, nearing rigidity. I was
lucky; I had a lot of experience and knew what women
wanted as well as what I needed. And I was richly
endowed as they say.
I knelt on her colorful towel, right between her feet
and stroked my rapidly filling girl-pleaser, which had
just this year grown from about five inches in length
to almost eight with the help of several of the women
whose lawns I cut plus a continuing growth spurt. It
was still maturing and getting thicker too, heading
for nine I hoped. My sixteen-year-old sister and I had
become lovers after I trapped her in the shower one
night so all that regular exercise had, I was sure,
helped my love muscle develop.
I could now romp most girls for five or ten minutes
before I had to pause to recover my stiffness after I
filled their cunts with gobs of cum. I felt my balls
churning and swelling as I admired the girl's ripe
body. She was a young stunner, well-developed and
really lovely, picture perfect with a pretty face,
great hair and a well-toned body. Except for my
sister, I hadn't boned any young ones as beautiful, as
ripe, as desirable I shuffled closer while my thick
spear rose, trembling and now dripping, curved and
rising, thick as the handle of my baseball bat and
just about as hard.
She could not believe it, this kid, this rude, skinny
boy was lifting her legs up on his shoulders, his
surprisingly wide and muscular shoulders and was
smiling at her, licking his lips, looking hungry or
something. She didn't know what to do, her mind seemed
frozen as he bent to kiss her pussy. His cock was
huge, huge and ugly, a pink tube with a purple head,
not at all like the dream-man she'd imagined, her
knight in shining armor, with the ivory manhood.
I felt how warm and wet she was and wondered if she
had been playing with herself for long as I licked and
probed at her slit, found her tiny clit, nibbled at
it, grasping her buttocks and holding her to my face.
It popped free and I sucked it. She inhaled sharply. I
knew I had her and licked hard across her stiff clit
and fluttering lips and then probed inside.
"No, no, no, don't," she cried, trying to push me
away. My tongue was actually in her quivering vagina.
She closed her eyes, leaned back and climaxed, crying
out in pleasure, and before she could open her eyes,
it was in her.
I watched my thick shaft disappear into her tight-
lipped pussy, inch after inch, spreading her open, her
outer labia ovaled about it like pursed lips. I saw
her eyes widen as I tore through her hymen and kept
right on penetrating while she trembled in my grasp
and writhed, beating her fists on the beach towel. Her
legs wrapped around me and she arched up, taking me
still deeper, eyes closed, mouth open, exhaling
loudly. I was about a half-foot in and her cunt was
clasping tightly.
I had boned virgins before and found them generally
not as good as girls with some experience. I bent to
suck her tits and kept right on pressing up and in
until it was buried to the balls and my coarse pubic
hair was abrading her clit. I dragged out one tit
until she squealed and then addressed the other. She
whimpered and trembled as I held it deep and waited
for it to start jerking and pulsing.
I'm ruined, ruined, her mind cried. He has popped my
cherry, ruined me, raped me. I'll kill him. My father
will kill him. Oh, he's pulling back. "Don't! Don't,"
she sobbed, fearing he was done.
I smiled down at her as I drew my bloody shaft out of
her tight-lipped quim. I lifted her long, left leg up
on my shoulder, held her at the pelvis and boned her
deep and fast and then fucked her hard as I could; so
fast I couldn't have counted the thrusts. She
screeched and I bent and covered her mouth with mine.
She gasped and arched, her whole lush body shaking as
the boy in her grunted, Huh, huh, huh and rammed and
rammed, tearing her apart, ripping her open. I feel it
coming again, but I can't, she thought, I just can't.
It isn't right. It's awful. But it feels so good, so
wonderful. She scrunched her eyes closed and climaxed
with a squeal of pleasure, her whole body convulsing.
Damn, but she was tight. It really took some effort,
but I finally got into a good pace, smacking us
together, and then pushed her leg to the side and
rolled her over. She lifted her round ass, and I got
up on my toes, knees bent and we went at it again,
just as hard and fast as I could. Smack, smack, smack;
full-length thrusts.
"Billy, Billy, please don't come in me, don't! Don't,"
she sobbed. I pulled back, grasped my cock and told
her to turn over. I slid it up between her breasts,
pushed them together and said, "Open wide."
I arched upward and ejaculated right into her mouth,
and then over her face and across her chest and
finally got it into her mouth again and pumped out the
rest as I dragged it down between her boobs. My spend
was dripping from her tits.
I flopped down beside her and laid my well-satisfied
cock on my heaving belly. "Good start, Nicky. Get on
the pill or an IUD and we can have a lot more fun."
"Fun," she sobbed. "You call that fun. You raped me."
"Oh really? Who was it that rolled over and spread her
legs? Who wrapped them around me, huh?"
She closed her eyes. "More?" she asked quietly, taking
my hand. "I need more."
"You'll have to suck it hard." I smiled and patted her
back, and she rolled over and mouthed my glans and
then tried to swallow my whole, long penis. I heard
the gate squeak and then a voice I knew said, "Having
fun?" Behind us were my three buddies, come for some
hoops in our driveway. Now they were shedding their
shorts and hoisting out their cocks. "Time to share,
Billy boy," Jim said with a smile. He was a senior and
had a really serious piece of man meat.
I stood, my big cock bobbling, and said, "Help
yourself, it's fresh and hot."
He ignored her pleas, got her on all fours and impaled
her, so I knelt at her face and she looked at me wide-
eyed...
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
any way, 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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