I’m too young for sex :( pt. 5 [ff]

We nearly got caught. Mom came up to wake Bethany and me for breakfast. When she knocked on the door I woke up fast and told her we were coming right down so she wouldn’t open the door.

Bethany and I scrambled for our nightshirts and left the door open to air out my bedroom while we giggled our way down the stairs. It wasn’t until I sat on the cold wooden chair that I realized I’d forgotten to put on my panties.

Mom had set out a breakfast of fruit, cottage cheese, and bagels. I took a sip of orange juice while Bethany and I grinned at each other over our shared secret.

“So I heard you guys giggling and yelling half the night,” Mom said as she sat down. “It’s a good thing your brother stayed over at Mark’s house.”

I nearly spit out my orange juice, but managed a drip-less chuckle. “I was teasing her about *Collen*.”

“And I was teasing her about *Mark*,” Bethany said. Her color deepened from pink to red as added some cut fruit to her plate.

“Isn’t Mark a little old for you?” Mom asked with a mock serious expression.

I’m too young for sex :( pt. 4 [ff]

“That was…” Bethany sat up gesturing wildly like her hands would make the words come out faster. “That was…”

“Pretty cool, huh?” I asked like it was no big deal. I’d just jilled off my bestie and the fact I was so turned on had me weirded out. I wondered if she would do me back. Could I talk her into using her mouth like Mark had done?

“Can we do it again?” she begged.

“I guess,” I said. I didn’t really want to use my mouth on her. Despite the impulse to lick off my finger, the idea of licking her there was still kinda gross. It had felt good though. If I didn’t do it to her first she would never do it to me. “Take off your panties and lay back down.”

Bethany pulled them off with a happy giggle. When she saw me moving around to her feet her eyebrows dipped. “What are you doing?”

“Trust me,” I whispered as I pushed her knees apart to crawl between them. “Just shut your eyes and think about Collen.”

I’m too young for sex :( pt. 3 [ff]

After I got home I went into my bathroom to shower off the pool water and wash my hair. All the rubbing Mark had done had left my panties a crusty wreck. I rinsed them out in the shower so Mom wouldn’t ask me about them later.

Turning around in the hot water, I finally let myself cry. Mark had always been a kind of impossible dream. Now it was over. What if I could never feel that wonderful explosion again without him rubbing me? I wrapped my arms around myself and sobbed.

“You okay in there?”

It was my bestie Bethany. Shit. I forgot she was coming to stay over. I tried to sound normal.

“Yeah, I just got soap in my eyes.” Lame, but better than admitting the truth.

“Is it okay if I pee in here? Your brother stank up the downstairs bathroom.”

“You know I don’t care.”

Bethany was the greatest. We’d been friends since forever. Both of us started growing boobs at the same time. She had me beat on hair down there, but my puffies were puffier than hers. We’d both been trying to figure out what sex was all about and I realized I’d beaten her to it. That made the idea of never being with Mark again a little more bearable.

I’m too young for sex :( 2 [Mf]

I followed Mark out the front door and down the sidewalk to his house two doors down. My body was still all tingly from what we had done and I noticed how slippery I still was as I walked behind him. He’d set a fast pace, but I jogged up next to him.

“Fuck,” he muttered as he glanced down at me.

I was scared he would change his mind. I just wanted to see him do what those guys on the videos did. Maybe even help. When we walked up his driveway, he glanced up and down the street. No one else was out, not even kids playing.

His hand shook when he punched in the code on his front door. I waited until he gave me a nod, then went inside. Biting my thumbnail, I watched him lock the door behind us, my stomach doing flips.

“Come on,” he said and went into the house. I followed him to the back where he opened a sliding glass door into the covered pool area. We came over to swim all the time at their house. Me and Joe, and Mark with his little brother Mason.

I’m too young for sex :( [Mf]

I’m too young for sex. My boobs are just pokey nipples. I’ve got some hair down there, but you kinda have to look for it. But that doesn’t stop me from being curious about stuff.

My brother Joe has a girlfriend. Sometimes when I get home from school they’re in his room with the door shut. I can hear them doing it. His bed is squeaky and she keeps making stupid noises. She sounds like those dumb sex videos online where the girls have fake softball boobs and long gross nails. I know Joe’s password on the house computer so no one knows I look at them. But I do. I like the ones where the guys just rub on their wieners until they explode all over.

My ‘giner doesn’t look like the girls on those videos. I got a mirror once and squatted down over it to see everything. Their inside parts stick out and mine don’t. I used a brush handle once to see if it fit, but it just felt weird and made my stomach feel funny.

A Friendly Blowjob [MF, oral]

I banged on the door. “Yo, Chris! Are you in there? Stop jerkin’ off! I need to borrow your printer!” I waited patiently for a few seconds. No response. I raised my hand to knock again when the door swung in, revealing Chris’s exasperated face, his brown eyes glaring at me. I held up my flash drive. “I just need to print out my essay, is that okay?”

He sighed. “Sure, come on. Make it quick.”

“What kind of a greeting is that?” I asked, as he shut the door behind me. “Is that any way to say hello to your beautiful neighbor?”

“Like you’re one to talk, Lisa. You nearly gave me a heart attack with that Verdun of a hello of yours. How do you knock so loud? You’re like, a hundred pounds.”

I flexed my arm and smiled. “You didn’t think I did all that taekwondo for nothing, did ya? Don’t tell me you need another demonstration…”

He winced. “I’m good. Just thinking about the last time makes me body ache…”

“I really didn’t mean to kick you in the balls. It was an accident!”

“It’s fine… Water under the bridge. Just…don’t do it again…”

Beta Test – Part 3 [F][nc]

Ahhhh, but vows can be fickle. After spending the rest of her Friday night pampering herself with a long hot bath and a quiet evening in bed, Erin woke up Saturday morning feeling restless. She had spent basically all of her free time the last three evenings playing the game, and she had been really looking forward to playing all day Saturday. She would have been able to make some real progress at the academy…

Erin was still pissed as hell at Hayworth for what he did and at the box for abusing her. If she had any idea how to contact the game makers, she would have screamed at them last night and threatened all sorts of law suits. But her anger had cooled, and she also started questioning herself. How dumb and slow had she been to let Hayworth beat her like that? And, if she had kept her wits about her and just ordered the game to stop, would it have let her go?

Surprise Encounter Part 7 [Mf] [Mdom]

She lets out a stifled scream as I move my hand from her throat to cover her mouth.

“Don’t do it,” I tighten my grip on her, “Don’t even think about it.”

I run my free hand down her neck and over the front of her bra licking my lips with anticipation.

“You don’t fool me with your damsel in distress act. You forget how well I know you. In fact, I am willing to bet you are sopping wet right now, aren’t you sweetie?”

She pushes on me and tries to free herself from my grasp. I pin her to the door harder this time and she lets out a muffled scream once more.

“Let’s make a deal, huh?”

She nods her head in agreement.

“If I reach down and discover you wet and waiting for me, I get you right here like this. If I am wrong though, which is highly unlikely, you can leave. Sound fair?”

A look of panic crosses her face for the first time since we started as I reach between her legs and discover what I already know to be true. She is soaked again. I am already hard and her wetness sends a rush of endorphins racing through my body.

Beta Test – Part 2 [F]

By the end of the week, Erin had become quite an expert at controlling her avatar. She played late into the night on Wednesday and into the wee hours again on Thursday. She hurried home after work on Friday, ready to spend her entire weekend in front of the black box.

The box had proven to be amazingly versatile. It produced a plastic handgun for Erin to use while her avatar was being trained at the firing range. It unfolded various loops and bars when Erin and the other recruits were running the obstacle course. A full police baton slid out of a side compartment when she was taught various crowd control techniques. And the coolest feature so far had come out during hand-to-hand combat. The whole top of the box opened to unfold a full-size mannequin, complete with a padded torso and mechanical arms that Erin could physically spar with.

Erin had quickly decided that the people who made this were freaking geniuses. Even without all the nifty gadgets that popped out of the box, the game would have been incredibly cool. In just the two evenings that she had been playing, she had guided her avatar through 2 weeks of training. That was possible because she was automatically fast-forwarded through all the boring parts: law interpretation, report writing, conflict resolution, and of course sleeping.

[Mf]Fucking My Student

She was desperate, and I knew it. She had skipped every lecture, half the tutorials, and failed every single pop quiz too. Her failure was all but assured.

As I had cooly told her the day before, leaning back in my office chair. The air conditioning hummed softly, the only noise in the room besides her ragged breath. Locks of long black hair clung to her sweaty neck. Her irises, two milky globes of chestnut brown, danced around nervously.

“But you don’t have to fail of course. It would be such a shame, for a pretty girl like you to get held back an entire year.”

She stammered. “You want me to-?”

I stood up. My face was hard and cold in the harsh white light. I tucked my chair under the table and turned. “All I’m saying is that I will be free at 2pm tomorrow afternoon.”

___

She knocked three times. Once hard, then two softer ones half a second apart.

“Come in,” I said.

She pulled in the chair under her as she sat. “Get it over with.”