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My College Adventures – 2
by Netman169 (netman169@yahoo.com)
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My name is Jake Trenton. I am in my fifties now. This is
the story of my sex life while at college. Part 2
describes how a reluctant date with a plain fourteen-
year old neighbor led to the first awareness of my
sexual attraction to young girls. (M/f, ped, ist)
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Chapter 2: Plain Jane – Some Girls Just Try Harder
A few weeks after losing my virginity to Nancy, I came
home from college for the weekend to pick up some
supplies and do my wash.
My mom approached me for a favor.
The Anderson's had been our next-door neighbors for many
years. They had one child, a daughter named Jane. Jane
was fourteen and a high school freshman. She was a nice
kid but she was very plain, someone you would literally
call a "plain Jane".
Not that I was a snob, but Jane was average and
forgettable in every way. Her personality was dull and
she seldom spoke or smiled. She was in all of the
average classes and never seemed to excel at anything.
Her appearance was also very plain. She was average
height for a high school freshman and kind of skinny.
She had A-cup breasts at most. The rest of her body was
also straight and flat. She had long brown hair that was
never styled and she never wore make-up. Jane almost
always wore thick brown-rimmed glasses and plain cotton
dresses.
Jane wasn't unattractive - she was merely plain.
Anyway what my mom asked surprised me. She asked if I
would take Jane to the school dance this weekend as a
favor to her. She explained that Jane's mother was
concerned that she had no friends and thought that maybe
I could take Jane to the dance so she wouldn't feel so
left out.
I really didn't want to do it. I was concerned at what
my friends would think if they found out. Besides, she
was only fourteen, just a little girl in my mind. Mom
told me that Jane and her mom were coming over for
dinner and that I should see how things went before
deciding.
I didn't think dinner would do anything to change my
mind. As I sat across from Jane, she said little as she
played with her food. It wasn't until dessert that
things got interesting. As I was digging into my ice
cream, I felt something on my thigh from beneath the
table. Looking down I saw it was Jane's bare foot. I
felt it sliding up my pants leg until it landed on my
flaccid cock.
As she rubbed more, my cock started to get hard. Making
eye contact with Jane, I detected a sly smile, the first
emotion I ever saw on her face. It felt really good. I
was surprised that such a young girl could have this
kind of effect on me.
After a while I felt her foot slide off of me and saw
her slip her shoe back on. As the moms were doing the
dishes, I decided it might be interesting and asked Jane
to the dance. She accepted readily and I told her I
would pick her up Saturday at 8:00.
A while later my mom got a phone call. It must have been
from Jane's mom for after they talked, my mom came over,
gave me a hug and said thanks.
I was still very much apprehensive and decided not to
double date with any of her friends in case I had to
bail early.
When I picked her up, I thought she would have fixed
herself up for the dance but she was as plain as usual.
This fourteen-year old had on a plain cotton dress that
came mid-thigh, her hair was straight and unkempt, she
didn't wear any make-up, and she was still wearing her
glasses.
She slid into the car right next to me, like I was her
boyfriend or something. I played along feeling sorry for
her.
At the dance, lots of people were looking at us. I don't
think they could believe such a "plain Jane" had a
college boy as her date. I think this made her feel
insecure. During the slow dances, she clung to me so
close, our bodies melted into each other.
I felt self-conscious that such a young girl was hanging
on me like this. However, I liked feeling the hard
nipples of her little breasts through the braless top of
her dress and I think she liked feeling my hardon
pressing into her crotch.
When the dance was over and she again slid next to me in
the car, I asked if she would like to go for pizza with
some of the other kids in her class. She said that there
was something she would rather do instead, something she
always wanted to do, but never had anyone to do it with.
I asked her what that was and she said she always wanted
to go to the lake. Now the lake was a legendary "make-
out" spot. We lived in a small town with a large lake at
the center. Surrounding it were miles of undeveloped
shoreline, perfect for privacy and parking by all the
local teens.
I looked at her puzzled – wondering if such a "plain
Jane" even knew why people went to the lake?
As I was pondering what to do, Jane placed her hand on
my upper thigh, landing on the same place her foot was
yesterday. Needless to say, my decision was made.
My car already knew the way to the most secluded section
as I shut the engine setting the radio to my favorite
rock station. I had never gone further than a good make
out session here and that's all I expected with Jane.
Little did I know, that "Plain Janes" always felt the
need to compensate for their looks and would do anything
to please their partners.
As we leaned into each other and started to make out, it
was clear young Jane was trying harder to please me than
any girl I was ever with. Her hot mouth was open and her
tongue down my throat from the moment our lips first
met. They were wet sloppy kisses, the kind that say, "I
won't be rejected tonight." When her glasses got in the
way, she pulled them off and put them on the dash. The
hand that was my on my lap was now rubbing my cock.
As we were making out, she straddled my lap in the front
seat. Her dress rode up to her waist as the hard cock
straining in my pants dug into her fourteen-year old
cotton clad twat.
Reaching behind, I unzipped her dress letting the top
fall forward. That brought me face-to-face with her
fourteen-year old braless breasts. I was fascinated by
how cute her sweet A-cup titties were. I had never seen
such a little girl's breasts before and was surprised at
how much I liked them. As I leaned forward, I took each
one completely into my mouth, licking the nipples as I
did.
As I sucked, making each nipple hard, Jane had her hand
at my waist and was undoing my belt. I raised my hips,
allowing her to slip both my pants and underwear down to
my knees. This caused my hard cock to spring straight
up, slapping against her cotton-clad crotch. As we
continued to make out, the underside of my shaft rubbed
against the moist fabric of her panties.
All of this was nice, but very uncomfortable in the
front seat of my car. Since I had a 67 Chevy Impala at
the time and it had a huge back seat, I suggested we
retire back there.
As she jumped over the seat, I took hold of her panties
and pulled them off while she slid into the back. When
she got there I saw her pull her dress the rest of the
way off. Seeing this I too stripped completely before
climbing back to join her.
I took a moment to study her naked body. The combination
of her nearly flat chest and hairless pussy confirmed
just how young this little girl was. I was surprised how
attracted I was to her.
As we lay side by side making out, I wanted to totally
explore the body of this little girl. My hands again
went for her breasts. I was enamored by how dainty and
delicate they were. By now her nipples were even harder.
As I continued to rub, I felt her hands on my cock. They
too were exploring it all over. I took this as a sign to
go down to her pussy.
As my hand reached the second bare pussy I ever felt, I
noticed it was different than Nancy's. First of all
there was only a little bit of pubic hair. It was almost
completely smooth – that of a young girl.
Secondly, her pussy lips did not feel as plush as
Nancy's. I could feel two very thin outer lips with a
mere slit down the center.
What was the same, however, was the slickness of the
moisture on that slit. I rubbed my finger up and down
it, making it slicker by the moment. As with Nancy, the
moisture on he slit led the way to her pussy hole below
but once there, there was something else different. As I
tried to push my finger into her pussy hole, a barrier
immediately blocked me. I assumed it was her hymen,
never having felt one before.
Moving my hand away, I began to wonder how far little
"Plain Jane" was willing to go. The question was
answered when Jane pulled me up over her, grabbed my
cock and placed it at the entrance to her pussy.
As I pushed forward, she raised her hips to meet my
thrust. The tip of my cock slid into the wet opening but
was stopped by her hymen. I decided to apply slow and
steady pressure in and effort to break through.
With about and inch and a half of my cock in, I could
feel her hymen stretching yet it did not break. I could
tell Jane was feeling some discomfort so I wondered if I
should just push in hard?
Once again Jane made the decision for me. She put her
hands on my butt and pulled me into her hard. I felt
myself bust right through her cherry. Jane continued to
pull me down until my whole eight-inches were stuffed
inside of her.
Looking down I saw the same sly smile on Jane's face. I
wondered if all "plain Janes" were this willing to
please. I rested inside of her for a moment, trying to
appreciate the feel of her pussy. Her pussy lips were
much thinner than Nancy's, but she felt just as good.
Her "plain Jane" pussy felt anything but plain.
As I was lost enjoying the feel of her little girl
pussy, Jane seemed impatient and started to rock her
pussy up into me. This snapped me back to reality and I
started to fuck her in earnest.
I decided to make this little fourteen-year olds first
fuck a memorable one. I pumped in and out using deep yet
steady strokes. At this pace, with my stamina, I figured
I could last long enough to bring her to an orgasm.
Little did I know that would not be an issue. "Plain
Jane" was super orgasmic. After only five minutes I felt
her insides convulsing around my shaft. It took all of
my will power to keep from cumming right then.
After stopping a moment, Jane starting pushing up into
me again and I resumed my pumping. This "plain Jane"
knew what she wanted - multiple releases from years of
being ignored by boys..
After another five minutes, I felt her insides convulse
again. The feel of her vaginal muscles pulsating over my
shaft almost made me cum but I somehow held off again.
Jane was not frustrated that I didn't cum yet. In fact
she seemed happy for the extended pleasure and multiple
orgasms. As I was resting for a moment inside her, she
leaned up and gave me a hot, wet open-mouthed kiss.
Then she put her mouth up to my ear and whispered, "You
can cum inside me. I'm on the pill for my periods."
Those are the best words any man can hear, and soon I
was pumping into her again, faster and deeper than ever.
I felt her bend her knees, which caused me to sink in
even deeper. In this position, I not only felt the
muscles of her vaginal canal surrounding my shaft but
other muscles even deeper squeezing my cockhead.
As her third orgasm started, the effect of all of these
muscles milked a huge load of cum out of my balls. I
shot in powerful spurts deep into her pussy. My penis
throbbed and throbbed until all of my essence was
drained.
Looking down, fourteen-year old "Plain Jane" didn't look
so plain anymore. Her plain face was glowing and the sly
smile was frozen onto her face.
When I pulled out, a large gob of my cum, mixed with a
trace of blood flowed out of her pussy onto my seat.
Luckily they were leather and I had a towel in the back.
As we fumbled to put our clothes back on, Jane spoke.
"Thanks for taking me to the dance and taking me here,"
she said. "I always wanted to be just like the other
kids."
I didn't bother to tell her, most of the other kids were
not like her!
As we rode home, she told me I could take her back to
the lake any time I was home.
I took her up on her offer although it was harder and
harder to ever find her free. Evidentially "Plain Jane"
got the new reputation - "Easy Jane".
The experience taught me something surprising about
myself. It taught me how much I liked young little
girls.
To be continued...
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story
is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything
in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in
"real life" can look forward to many unproductive
years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in
their local prison system.
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