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Making Babies 43: Jill Hennessy 
by Geminiguy (iamgeminiguy@yahoo.com)

***

A boy who did very well in Elementary School finds it 
hard adjusting to High School. Then he meets a girl who 
makes it all look so easy. She wasn't like other girls, 
and he was soon to find out a lot more about her. (mf-
teens, 1st, mast, facial, celeb-parody)
	
***

[Fall 1982 Edmonton, Alberta, Canada]

I had always done well in school. I mean I never made 
the Honor Roll, but I did get mostly B minuses.

I wouldn't say I'd had a favorite class. I liked 
Reading, Language, Mathematics, Science and Social 
Studies equally I guess. I would never have said any 
class was easy or hard. Nor would I have said any 
subject was boring. I was never falling asleep in class.

But that all changed come High School. I just started 
and it's a whole other ball game.

Here's something that never was an issue in Elementary 
school. As a Freshman everyone else is bigger. I'm 
serious! From K-8th Grade, everyone had seemed about the 
same size to me. Sure, in 8th Grade I was experiencing 
puberty, and I changed in some ways. But I'm still 
growing, there are Sophomores, Juniors and Seniors all 
towering over me!

A lot of those guys are bullies too. I've been seeing a 
lot of Freshman getting beat on. I've been lucky, for 
two reasons. I have an older brother who just graduated. 
He's an athlete like me. He played on the basketball 
teams and football teams. He was well-respected and he 
talked to the other team members who were Sophomores and 
Juniors when he was still and Senior. He told them to 
watch out for his little brother when he starts this 
year, so I already have a lot of friends.

Being an athlete helps too. I'm not tall but I'm very 
muscular, strong and fast. And in P.E. class my fellow 
classmates have seen me in action and word has spread 
around. A lot of people are afraid of me.

I already made the football team and the wrestling team. 
And coach hasn't been keeping me on the bench, he's been 
letting play and I've been kicking ass!

But things aren't so great all around. I said there were 
other things different about High School from Elementary 
school. The classes.

I still have Reading and Language [now combined into one 
class, English], Mathematics, Science and Social 
Studies. Mathematics is now Algebra. Science is Biology. 
And Social Studies is World History.

It's like they were just playing with us in Elementary 
school! This stuff is DEEP! I actually have to work hard 
to maintain that B- average so I can play sports. I do 
hours of studying and I still don't fully understand the 
material they're assigning us. But someone I'm doing 
decently enough in English, Algebra and World History. 
I'm finding Biology to be the hardest.

Especially all the lab experiments. I suck at them! No 
wants to be partnered with me anymore so I end up by 
myself.

But a new student just joined the school and is assigned 
to my Biology class. The teacher asked her to work with 
me as my lab partner.

"Hi," She said. She had a beautiful voice. Hell, 
everything was beautiful about her! She looked like one 
of those models in my dad's nudie magazines I jack off 
to.

She was maybe an inch taller than me, she had very long 
black hair, dark brown eyes, a gorgeous face and a great 
smile. I couldn't tell much about her body. She wore a 
loose white button-down shirt under a black vest and 
tight blue jeans. "I'm Jillian."

"Hi. I'm Jim."

"Nice to meet you," She said, offering me her hand. I 
shook it. "I guess where working together."

"Right," I laughed scoffingly. "Nobody wants to work 
with me. I have no idea what I'm doing, at all."

"I'm sure you're not that bad," She said. Jillian seemed 
so easy going and relaxed. She wasn't like other girls.

"Trust me. School was a breeze up until now. I'm 
struggling in all my classes, but this is my hardest."

"Listen," Jillian said. "I promise no matter how bad you 
are I'll always be your lab partner."

"Really?" I said, surprised.

"Yes, really. I'll do well for both of us. I have a 
knack for it."

So we started the lab assignment. And Jillian started to 
explain to me what we were doing and why. And I found I 
was starting to understand.

Then Jillian explained to me how we were going to do it. 
Damned if I didn't completely understand!

So we did the lab assignment, and I did my equal share 
of it. And it worked! We got an A on it.

"You have got to be the smartest person I know, 
Jillian!" I said, hugging her without thinking. I 
quickly pulled away. "Sorry about that..." I blushed.

Jillian didn't look the least bit upset, and she waved 
dismissively about me calling her smart.

"I'm not that smart," She insisted. "I've just always 
had a knack for school work. And you're a good learner. 
You did a great job on our assignment too!"

"Thanks!" I said bashfully.

I found I really liked Jillian, and we became best 
friends. Not only that, she helped me with my Biology, 
Algebra and World History. English was the least 
toughest for me and I figured with Jillian helping me 
with the other three subjects I could tackle English 
myself.

We started studying together after school. It was 
impossible to study at my house.

My uncle and aunt lived with us. And beside my younger 
brothers and sisters, I had younger cousins as well 
running amuck at home. I even had to share a room with a 
younger brother and a cousin.

So we had to study at Jillian's. The fun began 
immediately.

"Oh, you finally brought a boy home!" Her mother said. I 
could tell she was teasing.

"Mom..." Jillian rolled her eyes at her. "He's just a 
friend from school. We're going to study. Trust me. He 
needs the help."

"Still, a boy's a boy," Her mother said, grinning.

"Whatever, mom."

"I'm Jim," I said.

"Nice to meet you," She said, offering me her hand.

"Nice to meet you too, ma'am," I said, shaking her hand.

"My Jilly is only thirteen and already had a boyfriend! 
With manners to boot!" She laughed.

"You're only thirteen?" I asked Jillian.

"Her birthday's the end of November," Her mother 
answered. "When it's on Thanksgiving I make her a 
birthday cake made out of turkey!" She laughed.

Jillian pretended to choke herself.

"We have to study, mom," She said drolly.

"All right, all right, go study," Her mother waved us 
off before turning walking away, chuckling.

I followed Jillian upstairs.

"I take it you don't get your sense of humor from your 
mother," I teased.

"Tell me about it," She sighed.

"The way you react to how she talks I'm surprised you're 
so laid back and relaxed."

"I am?" She said. "I hadn't realized it."

"Trust me. If you were you'd never have wanted me for 
your lab partner," I laughed.

"Hmmm, maybe you're right..." Jillian said. Then she 
laughed. "Just kidding!"

She led me to her bedroom and shut the door.

"Your mom won't mind us being alone up her with the door 
closed?" I asked.

Jillian shrugged.

"Nah. My parents are pretty laid back," She said. "I 
guess that's where I get it from."

As the days passed, I also noticed that her mother never 
disturbed us by checking up on us, even though we spent 
hours up her alone. Her father neither.

"My parents never give me a moment's peace," I said. 
"Hell, mom always walks in without knocking!"

"Really?!?" Jillian laughed.

"Really!"

"She ever walk in on you naked?" She asked with a goofy 
look on her face. It was a weird thing to ask but I 
couldn't help laughing and answering honestly.

"Yeah! Lots of times," I said, rolling my eyes. "I've 
even caught her ogling my family jewels."

Jillian laughed again.

"I'm surprised your parents aren't worried we're not 
doing something we shouldn't be up here," I said.

Jillian waved dismissively.

"They wouldn't care. I could be screaming bloody murder 
up here and they wouldn't get up from watching 
television!" She laughed. I laughed too.

"Speaking of things we shouldn't be doing, I've been 
curious to see your...'family jewels' as you called 
them..."

"Well that came out of nowhere," I teased. But at the 
same time I was getting turned on.

Jillian shrugged.

"I'm pretty sure I know everything there is to know 
about the male anatomy and sex but I've never seen a 
guy's crank before."

I wasn't sure how to reply to that.

"So are you going to let me see it?" Jillian blurted 
out.

Without thinking I retorted "Only if you show me what 
you've got!"

"Okay," She said nonchalantly.

Jillian unbuttoned her jeans then unzipped them, pushing 
them down and off with her white cotton panties.

I'd seen pussy before, but only young pussy, my little 
sisters or my cousins. Jillian had a woman's pussy, all 
covered with black hair.

"Your turn," She said.

Without taking my eyes off of Jillian's pussy, I 
unbuckled my belt. Then I unbuttoned and unzipped my 
jeans. I pushed them down and off before tugging off my 
white briefs.

"Wow," I heard Jillian said. "No wonder your mom likes 
to check out your crank. You're hung like a horse," She 
chuckled.

I looked down at my cock. I wasn't hard yet but it had 
already lengthened and thickened, and my cock is already 
pretty big flaccid.

"How would you know?" I retorted.

"I told you, I've studied everything about male 
anatomy," Jillian reminded me. "And yours is well above 
average."

I didn't know what to say. I just grinned like a fool.

"If you don't become a football star or a professional 
wrestler you should be an adult film star," Jillian 
said.

I blushed.

"Mom would say the same thing. She watches those all the 
time."

"Now I know why you're the way you are," I teased. 
Jillian threw a pillow at me. I threw it back at her.

"Want to know something?" She said softly.

I nodded.

"I've never... touched myself... in a sexual way 
before... But part of me wants to now..."

Instead of replying, I started to masturbate. I watched 
her face and it was interesting to see the look on it as 
my cock slowly hardened.

Jillian bit her lower lip and spread her coltish thighs 
wide. Her hand came down to her unshaven apex and 
started to rub herself as she watched me do the same.

She started to moan softly.

"I'm getting wet..." Jillian whispered.

I was so fucking turned on. I masturbated faster. Pre-
cum started to ooze from the head of my cock.

Jillian cooed when she noticed, rubbing her pussy 
faster.

"I know all about female anatomy too," She said 
seductively. "This is my clitoris," Jillian said, 
pointing it out.

I'd heard of it, but everyone calls it a clit.

"If I touch it, it's supposed to drive me crazy... But 
if I start to strum it..."

As she rubbed her pussy, her other hand slid behind it 
to rub her clit. Jillian closed her eyes as she moaned 
louder.

"Watch mom walk in now," I teased.

"Shut up," Jillian grinned, not slowing down.

Her head lolled back and her mouth dropped open. Her 
moans got even louder.

Jillian started strumming her clit. She was grinding her 
hips, sometimes lifting them off the bed.

The sight was so fucking hot I jerked off faster.

Jillian was groaning now, biting her lower lip. She kept 
strumming her clit and rubbing her pussy, grinding 
herself against her hands.

Suddenly Jillian eyes flew open, all bugged out as she 
stifled a scream, her hips shooting straight up in the 
air as she continued to masturbate herself.

As her orgasm passed Jillian dropped back down on her 
bed.

Her hands dropped to her sides in exhaustion.

"That was unbelievable..." She sighed.

I listened to her breath heavy for a while as I jacked 
off rapidly, staring at her wet pussy, her legs still 
wide open. Jillian had her eyes closed, not paying any 
attention to me at first.

After masturbating for nearly ten minutes, I felt myself 
getting close to cumming. That was when Jillian opened 
her eyes and saw me again.

As my nuts tightened up I started to rise. My cock 
swelled up as I got closer to her. I could tell by the 
look on Jillian's face she was wondering what I was 
going to do.

She soon found out.

With a grunt I began to spew out my first bolt of jizz, 
plastering her hairy pussy. Jillian squealed in surprise 
and by the look on her face delight.

I kept jacking out bolt after bolt of the thick white 
seed onto her pussy and inner thighs as Jillian watched 
intently.

I spurted six or seven times before my cock began to 
soften.

"Wow," Jillian said, a look of amazement on her face.

"And I had thought MY orgasm was unbelievable!" She 
laughed.

The next day was Saturday. Jillian called me.

"I think you should come over and we should study," She 
said, emphasizing the word "study". I had the feeling 
she had something in mind so I agreed to come over.

When I arrived, Jillian answered the door.

"I was expecting your mom to answer the door," I said.

"My parents are gone for the day," Jillian replied with 
a mischievous grin.

"Oh, really?"

She nodded.

"After what happened yesterday, I had the feeling if you 
were to stick it in me I'd get a lot louder, so I wanted 
to do it when I had the place to myself," She grinned.

"You mean..."

Jillian nodded again, grinning wider.

"Let's go!" I said, grabbing her hand and leading her 
upstairs as she laughed.

Once in her bedroom, Jillian and I kicked off our 
sneakers and tore off our jeans and underwear. I was 
already hard and eager to lose my cherry to her.

We started kissing awkwardly, as she played with my cock 
and I rubbed her pussy.

Jillian's pussy was very wet when she said, "Come on!" 
and pulled me to her bed.

She lay back, pulling me on top of her. "Rub it against 
me and coat it with my juices before you stick it in!" 
Jillian urged.

Her legs were spread and I mounted her. I said moving my 
cock along her slit, making her moan. Slowly her juices 
began to cover my cock liberally.

"Stick it in now!" Jillian begged.

Grabbing my cock, I pressed the head along her slit 
until it found her opening and popped in.

"Now do it hard!" Jillian hissed. "Break my cherry 
please!"

I rammed my cock as deep into her pussy I could and she 
screamed when I felt something tear inside of her.

"Don't stop!!!" Jillian screamed. "Keep doing it! 
Faster!"

I kept fucking her, faster and faster, as hard as I 
could. Her screams of pain slowly become howls of 
pleasure. Jillian clung to me as pounded into her tight 
pussy as fast as I could.

Her body writhed and shook under me as she moaned and 
groaned louder.

Jillian's convulsions grew more powerful, until she her 
pussy spasmed as she threw back her head and came. Her 
pussy seemed to suck on my cock hard as she orgasmed 
longer than she had yesterday.

Even as her body relaxed I never slowed my pace. If 
anything I only fucked her harder and faster. And I made 
her cum and cum over and over.

Ten minutes passed and I was surprised I had cum yet. 
I'd jerked off and came a while before Jillian had 
called, I wondered if that had anything to do with it.

Jillian didn't complain, though, as ten minutes became 
twenty, and twenty minutes became thirty. She did gasp 
and whimper more, seeming to sag under me in exhaustion.

I lasted thirty-five minutes before I cried out and 
began to spew deep inside her pussy seven or eight 
times.

When I stopped spurting, my cock only softened some. I 
leaned down and kissed her.

"Well," Jillian smiled. "THAT was a lot better than just 
playing with ourselves!"

We held each other as we kissed for a while.

Suddenly her bedroom door burst open behind us. Shit! We 
were busted.

But Jillian didn't look upset. In fact she was smiling. 
I just stared at her as if she were insane.

"Jim, I wanted you to meet my sister," she said. "My 
TWIN sister, Jacqueline."

Without thinking I turned around, pulling out of Jillian 
and exposing my cock to the newcomer.

I stared in amazement at the girl at the door, who was 
smiling as she stared at me cock.

She WAS Jillian's twin! Jacqueline was the same height, 
but looked about ten pounds skinnier. Unlike Jillian she 
had red hair and green eyes, but equally hot.

"Nice to meet you," Jacqueline smiled. I felt my cock 
hardened again. "VERY nice to meet you." 

THE END

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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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