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The Virgin Chronicles - 2
by Netman 169 (netman169@yahoo.com)
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These stories are a series of accounts of young girls
losing their virginity and discovering the world of sex.
In Part 2, Susie is a fourteen-year old, who learns that
sexting with her lifelong friend can lead to more than
she expected. (mf-teens, youths, 1st, oral, exh)
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Part 2 - Sexting Susie
My name is Susie. At the time of this story I was
fourteen-years old and a freshman in High School. I was
physically more mature than most of the girls in my
class. I was 5 feet, 2 inches tall and had long blond
hair. I started puberty early and my body had developed
nicely. I had 34C breasts, a small waist, and shapely
hips.
My next-door neighbor Brad was also a freshman. He had
been my best friend since we were little. When not
together, we would text each other often and shared just
about everything.
I went shopping the other day and wanted to show him
what I bought. I was wearing a short mini skirt that
showed off my legs and a tank top that accentuated my
breasts.
Using my phone, I sent him a picture of me in it and a
text that said, "How do you like my new outfit?" I
hadn't noticed at the time, but my skirt rode so high,
the crotch of my white cotton panties was clearly
visible.
I was embarrassed and thought he would be too but he
replied back, "Cool, I love it. The panties are a nice
touch. Send me more."
This opened a floodgate and I continued to send him
pictures all week. Each pose was sexier than the last.
None were indecent. He was, after all, my best friend.
At the end of the week, I got a special request. "I miss
that swimsuit of yours?" he wrote.
The season ended a few months ago and I had not yet
packed my suits away. I picked out my favorite, a bright
yellow bikini that matched my hair. Besides being tiny
to begin with, it was now a size too small. It barely
covered my hips and my already buxom breasts spilled
over the top. Nevertheless, I snapped some selfies and
texted them to Brad.
The text I got back, merely said, "Wow!"
The next day I got a rhetorical text. It said, "Did you
know European girls swim topless?"
Feeling bold, I put on the suit and took off the top. I
posed in such a way, that I leaned forward, showing lots
of cleavage, while my arms covered my nipples. I texted
it right away.
I got back another text saying, "You tease!!"
His next text was another question. "I haven't seen you
in your PJ's since we were little. What do you wear to
bed these days?"
Liking this new relationship, I put on my short, tight,
pink, My Little Pony, nightshirt. In it I looked like a
little girl. However, that was offset by the way my
breasts pushed the material out and how the crotch of my
white cotton panties, peeked out the bottom. I sent it
off.
I got another text. He wrote, "That was nice. But I only
got a glimpse of your panties. As long as you're not
shy, what kind of underwear are you wearing?"
I decided to joke around. I sent him a picture of me, in
an oversized, ugly panty, and a little girl's
undershirt.
"Seriously?" he texted back.
I then texted him a picture of what I really wear
underneath, white cotton French cut bikini panties and a
sexy white cotton bra.
"Wow!" he replied again.
Then I texted him back saying, "It would only be fair,
to see what you wear underneath."
A little while later I received a picture of him on his
bed in a pair of white Jockey briefs. I had never
noticed before, but the bulge in his briefs seemed quite
large.
Soon another text arrived saying; "I haven't seen you
naked, since we played in the sprinklers when we were
little. As long as we're best friends, how about letting
me see all of you now?"
That night I got completely naked, stood in front of my
mirror, and snapped a picture of myself. My blond hair
cascaded over my shoulder and my breasts were sticking
out proud. Though my pussy was covered with blond hair.
It was so light; my plush pussy lips were clearly
visible through the bush.
I snapped a whole series of pictures. Upon review, I
couldn't help notice how I had the body of a woman with
the face of a fourteen-year old. I sent Brad the whole
set.
A little while later, as I was changing into my
nightshirt, I received several photos of Brad. He was
naked on his bed. The palm of his hand, however, was
covering his penis. There was a text that said, "I'm
older and bigger now too! Want to see the big me? Come
on over. My parents are gone and the door is unlocked."
In only my nightshirt, I snuck out the back door, went
into Brad's house, and up to his room. He was in his
bed, naked, his hand still over his penis.
I stood there starring at him, in my pink nightshirt,
with my breasts pushing out, and my cloth covered crotch
appearing below.
"I thought you said, I could see the big you?" I
complained.
"Well for that I need a hand, your hand," he said, as he
pulled me down beside him.
I reached over, pushed away his palm, and got my first
look at his penis since we were kids. I couldn't believe
how big it had gotten. I took the flaccid member into my
hand. It was the first penis I ever touched. I examined
it from the tip to the base, squeezing all over as I
did. Much to my delight, it started to grow right there
in my palm. The more I rubbed, the bigger it got until
it stopped growing at eight-inches.
Looking into his eyes, I spoke, "Brad, we've grown up
together, learned to ride bikes together, walked to
kindergarten together, laughed together, and cried
together."
"Yes," he agreed, "at this point in our lives, we've
done everything together?"
"Well not everything," I said.
Acting spontaneously, I leaned down and popped Brad's
penis into my mouth. Surprised, he lifted his head to
look and then leaned backward to enjoy.
I had seen a few of my dad's porn videos, so I knew what
to do. I slid his penis in and out, going down as far as
I could. Meanwhile I licked the shaft and sucked on the
tip. My technique must have been effective, for in no
time I felt Brad's penis throb and then shoot load after
load of hot, creamy semen onto my tongue.
His penis got flaccid again, still in my mouth. I pulled
away, careful not to spill any of his cum, and swallowed
it all down.
After a few minutes, Brad rolled me onto my back. He
lifted the nightshirt over my head. My 34C breasts
sprung free, much to the delight of his approving eyes.
He couldn't help it either and placed his mouth over
first one, then the other, feasting on their succulence.
But then it was time for the real feast. Pulling off my
white cotton, bikini panties, he came face to face with
the fourteen-year old pussy he had only seen in
pictures. The real thing was plush and covered in blond
pubic hair. My wet vaginal entrance was just waiting to
be penetrated. He must have watched porn videos too for
he also knew just what to do.
After licking up and down my slit, he went right to my
clitoris. Wrapping his lips around it, he sucked while
at the same time licking. I wanted the experience to
last, but it was too intense. I had an orgasm that
nearly rocked my body off of the bed.
He then lifted himself up over me and gave me a
passionate, open-mouthed kiss. It was not like any of
the small friendly kisses we had ever shared before.
Tasting each other made the kissing even more intense.
As he was over me, I reached down and grabbed his penis.
It was rock hard again. I placed it into the wet opening
of my vagina. I wanted to let him know I was ready for
this. Brad got the message and pushed forward. He tried
to slide in but the tip of his penis hit my hymen. He
then pushed hard and I felt it give way. Surprisingly it
did not hurt. That was probably because I was so ready.
Brad then started to pump in and out, in long, slow,
deep, deliberate strokes. I pushed my pelvis up to meet
his every plunge. I pointed my toes to the ceiling and
raised my legs. I wanted to take him as deep as I could.
We were fucking, I mean really fucking, slow and deep
now. I came once more, but he just kept going and
speeded up.
Finally, as the insides of my vagina started to expand
and contract again, I felt Brad cum inside me. An
impressively large amount of semen filled my vaginal
canal. He pulled out and his cream leaked out of my
pussy onto the bed.
We held each other in our arms and talked about what had
just happened. We agreed it was just the next
evolutionary step in our journey of friendship, one we
would repeat over and over again.
After a while, I got dressed, and went back home.
As I was getting ready for bed, I looked down and saw
there was a big wet spot of semen on the crotch of my
panties. I couldn't resist sexting that picture to him.
"See what you did?" I texted.
We kept our fingers crossed until I got my period and
then I went on the pill so we could continue both our
"sexting" and "sexing"...
More stories to come...
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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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