From sundrips@pces.com Sun Nov 24 17:52:54 1996
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: True story of young sex
From: Sundrips <sundrips@pces.com>
Date: Sun, 24 Nov 1996 14:52:54 -0800

CANAL

	by
	William Brooks

The ranch is much bigger than I visioned, with miles of dirt roads
providing the main means of travel. The sun is nearly straight up in the
sky as our 57 chevy convertible rolls toward the youth camp, some 60
miles away. Sharon and I are on our way to the youth camp with the car's
top down. Sharon is my cousin an she is driving having just obtained her
drivers' licence. Next year I will be old enough to get my own. We have
busy  renewing our friendship after being separated for two years.

The heat is getting very warm and Sharon tells of an irrigation ditch
that crosses the desert which is not very far ahead, suggesting it to be
a good place to cool off. 

"Sounds like a really good idea, Sharon, but I'll have to swim in my
underwear because I didn't think to bring a bathing suit."

"Not to worry Jerry, I plan to make you swim in the buff, after all
we're adults now and should be responible enough to stay out of
trouble," she explains.

Wow, did I hear that right? My mind is shocked and does not focus
clearly for several moments. The full impact of her statement finally
soaks in. Turning my head, I look at her shapely figure sitting behind
the wheel, her red hair twirling behind her head. My penis now presses
firmly against the fabric of my restraining underwear and pants in an
uncomfortable manner. I raise my left leg to the seat and turn sideways
while at the same time shifting my underwear for more room. My efforts
are successful as I continue to study my cousin's feathers' carefully.
She not only is great looking she has one of those bubbling type
personalities. My fantasies, for a brief moment, focus on the fact that
several condoms are hidden neatly in my wallet, thanks to dad's
insistence.

"Is the swimming place very far from here Sharon?" I ask, only to make
conversation.

"Maybe five more miles or so Jerry, then we take a side road for about
two more miles. You'll love the place," she advises.

I unbutton my shirt which instantly rises like an airplane wing and
makes a loud whipping noise. With a quick pull I remove it completely
then stick it in my tote bag. I'm please with myself that I've obtained
a dark tan. Otherwise, I surely would burn in todays bright and hot 
sun.

"Nice body Jerry, you work out a lot?", Sharon asks, after glancing my
direction.

"Thanks Sharon, I lift weights three time a week to keep firm," I
answer.

"I like firm men, if you know what I mean?",she adds.

I elect to smile at her as my response, for I consider her remark too
broad and undefined to take seriously. 

Sharon slows the vehicle then turns onto a side road that is not well
marked. The road is sandy and our travel produces very little dust. A
few moments later she stops the car next to the canal. It is about
twenty feet across and maybe eight feet deep. A gentle flow can be seen
and the bank is shaded by a large willow tree, the only one that can be
seen anywhere. As the breeze is no longer available to cool our bodies,
we hastily step out of the car and walk to the shade of the protective
tree. Sharon holds out a blanket to me in a gesture to help her spread
it on the sand. As we finish, Sharon sits with folded legs looking up at
me. Removing my sandals, I sit next to her.

Crossing her hands she lifts her pullover off, revealing her perfectly
formed breast which has those classic upturns, at the nipples. I'm not a
titty man, but her breast cannot be ignored. She is well-tanned which
tells me she has spent considerable time sunning in the nude. 

"Your body is much nicer than mine, Sharon, I can hardly wait to see the
rest of you," I say with a big smile.

"Thank you, and indeed, if you become hard when you see the rest of me I
will know I can believe you."

Damn, that's the second time she has hinted toward sexual contact. I'm
still not sure she wants sex. This will be a very pleasant afternoon if
all goes well.

"I want you to know that you do not need to wait to see me hard Sharon,
I'm hard already," I say softly.

Sharon stands and unfastens the large silver belt buckle at her waist.
Undoing the buttons of her pant's fly she slips her palms into the back
and slides her jeans down and off her feet. As she returns to a standing
position, I admire her broad firm hips and narrow waist. She is clad
only in a high cut transparent panty. She steps toward me, then places
her hand behind my head, gesturing to lay my head on her lower stomach.
As my face touches her skin, she says,

"You may remove these if you want Jerry."

Without hesitation I move my head backward far enough for my hands to
pass the silky panty material downward. The panties are below my chin so
I return my face to rest upon her soft skin. As her panty nears her
ankles, she steps politely out of them. Placing my hands carefully on
the soft smooth skin of her buttocks I apply a light pulling pressure as
I press my nose into her soft pubic hair. The sun's heat is taken its
toll on our bodies as I feel a droplet of perspiration collide with my
face as it runs down from her arm pits. Moving my tongue to catch
several more droplets I enjoy the salty taste as I lick her skin clean.
The priority of the moment causes me to shift my position in order my
tongue can probe her more secret places. Slowly I move my hand back and
forth on the smoothness of her skin located in that tender place inside
her upper leg, a faction of an inch below her vagina. Here I play little
touching games as my tongue slowly licking and worming its way to her
love opening. A gentle touch with the tip of my tongue upon her clit is
rewarded with a firm hug of my head with both of her hands. Encouraged
by her hands, I use the full extended length of my tongue to massage and
caress her clit. The moisture from her lubricants can be felt and tasted
with my tongue as I lap deeply, then I return my attentions to her clit.
Sucking it into my mouth I impart pressure and friction from all
surfaces of my mouth including my teeth. Her needs increase as she
strengthens her stance with legs widened for my more serious access.
Long lapping strokes with my tongue, now pushes her over the top, as her
head jerks backward with her back ridged. Muscles in her buttocks are
rock hard as she enjoys her orgasm with spasms of muscle contractions.

Slowly she releases the hold to the back of my head, then gestures for
me to stand. Our lips press together as I feel her tongue search deeply
in my mouth in a toying effort. I feel the sweat running down from my
arm pits and chest but I cannot stop now. Placing my arms around her
shoulders, I pull her tightly to my chest. I feel her hands tugging at
my belt buckle. The moisture of my hot body is fighting her efforts. I
feel the fabric loosen at my waist, signaling her success. Skillfully
she slides both my pants and underwear down my legs at the same time. My
hardon makes a snapping noise as it slaps against her stomach as the
garment drops. Sharon  says she's sorry for being so rough on my tool
for she says she knows she will have a serious need of it all afternoon.
Returning to our embrace we continue our exploration of each other.

"I need to stop a second Sharon.  I have condoms in my wallet. Better
safe than sorry," I whisper in her ear.

"No, please Jerry, I'm on the pill and I'd much prefer to feel the real
thing."

Placing the end of her thumb on the ridge behind the head of my cock she
says,"

"See this neat high ridge of meat here Jerry, I want that pressing and
massaging directly upon my clit just like your tongue was doing a moment
ago and to do so without rubber, latex or anything else preventing that
raw feel."

Her talk causes my cock to reach higher levels of erection. Sharon has
become quite the little bitch since I last had contact with her. As I
recall, the last time I was with her alone all I got was a lot of my own
precum left in my shorts. Pregnancy is my major concern, and with that
problem removed, I assure her of my approval by hugging her a little
harder. The time is right so I motion we lay down for better control and
comfort.

"Take me like a dog, Jerry, you have seven inches there and I want it
all," she insists.

"You want raw meat then raw meat it shall be."

Resting her shoulders on the ground, she leaves her bottom high in the
air with legs spread, ready for action. Looking at her perfectly shaped
anal opening causes an uncontrollable urge I must do. On all fours, I
place my face between her cheeks and at the same time stick out my
tongue. 

Flattening it's surface I lick firmly against her anal opening. Pressing
I lap upward then reform my tongue's shape into a dart like form. With
this shape I am able to rim her rectum for several moments. Her body
reacts with renewed excitement and sensations. I cqan feel my cock
touching the hair around my navel as it stretches upward in search of
relief. Confident she is ready, I place the head of my hardon against
her vagina, then pushing gently forward I feel her hand guiding my shaft
into alignment. As my prelube moistens our flesh, I push again to feel
my shaft slide neatly and fully into her vagina and my effort fills her
love tunnel. I feel the walls tighten securely around my shaft. The
resulting friction and related sexual gratification are beyond
description. Sharon pushes back to meet each of my forward thrusts in
perfect union and timing. Looking down I witness the beautiful picture
posed by her vagina lips receiving the length of my erection. I
purposely withdraw fully in order to watch the head play with her
opening, then plunge the full seven inches back to the hilt. This added
visual excitement pushes me past the point of no return. My hips buck
and rotate as my orgasm reaches its peak. Spasmatic jerks ejaculate my
fluids deeply in her tunnel. Her cries can be head as she arches in her
own pleasures leading to her orgasm. She folds forward as my body lay
hardly upon hers. Our breathing remains quickened as I relax from the
intense pleasure received and given.

Some time later and after parting, we both head for the water. Diving I
submerge underwater and swim clear across the canal before surfacing.
Sharon is soon standing next to me. 

"I want you to know that I think you give the finest head I've ever had,
particuarary your sweet tongue in my ass," she says. "And your screwing
isn't bad either, not to mention the fine rimming job, I might add. No
one has ever eaten my ass that well before and certainly not with the
skill you have," she adds with a big smile on her face.

"It's a real pleasure giving head to a pussy as sweet as yours Sharon.
Give me a chance and I'll eat your pussy and ass all night," I reply.

"You say that to all of the girls, I bet. Only you mean it, I'm sure."

"Only you today," I quickly point out.

"I want to take your picture Jerry, would that be all right with you?"

"O.K. by me," I reply.

Leaving the water, we walk to the car with our arms locked around each
others waists. We are nearly dry by the time we arrive. Getting her
camera she makes a few adjustments as I start to put on my pants. 

"No, please don't put those on Jerry.  I want your sex to show in the
picture too."

It takes a little getting use to but soon I nod my approval to have my
picture taken in the buff. Is it alright if my dick is soft in the
picture?"


"I'd perfer it standing at attention if you don't mind Jerry."

"Where, do you want me to pose, Sharon?" I ask as begin to stroke my
shaft to hardness while I laugh at her last remark.

"Well, how about getting in the back seat and setting up on top of the
convertible canvas," she advises.

A second later I am setting where she pointed. I preform a few
adjustments with my body as she gestures to do, with her hands. I must
have pleased her for she proceeds to take six pictures in a roll. One
fron every angle around me. Sharon puts her camera in the car then sets
in the seat below where I am sitting. Playing with my feet, she kisses
my legs and knees. Lifting one foot she sucks each toe very seductively.
I feel the blood flowing back into my penis. I know she can see it's
grouth for she is staring right at it which only makes matters worst. 

"Can I give you head Jerry, maybe better than you gave me?" she asks in
a manner that really is telling me of her intentions, rather than
asking.

Before I can reply, she has me lie backward where I am. I manage to
raise my upper body supported by my elbows. I want to watch this
performance as well as feel. Sharon waste no time as she moves her face
in and lifts the nearly hard head of my penis to her lips using only her
tongue. Rotating upward she slides the full length into her mouth and
part of her throat. Only a few seconds of her intense sucking is needed
to return my member to rock hardness. She tilts her head to align her
throat with my shaft then performs rapid intercourse movements back and
forth. The witnessing of my penis disappearing into such a beautiful
face then reappearing is extremely exciting. Sharnons head giving remind
me of Linda Lovelace's skill in the old movie called ‘Deep Throat.'

"Gee Sharon, I'm cumming," I utter helplessly.

I think she may remove her mouth and finish me by jacking me off. But I
am wrong, she is going to swallow my jism. Ejaculation after ejaculation
is felt as my fluids shoots down her throat. I can see her skillful
throat muscles milking my shaft of all my flids. Several moments of this
enjoyment continues before my member is allowed to fall from her lips. 

"Man, my dick is one used piece of beat meat," I jokingly say."You are a
very good cocksucker, my dear," I add, in a sincere voice. "I'd like you
to also know, I think your the hornest bitch I've ever had."

In the water again we enjoy telling each others life stories. More
importantly we recognize we have two more weeks to be together before I
must return home. The afternoon slips by too fast, for too soon we are
dressed and on our way, again to the youth camp. We promise ourselves,
however, that we will schedule our return trip in a manner to guarantee
several hours available to spend together here at the canal. 

THE END