Country Boy City Girl Chapter 18
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I had just recently moved to LA, and had not really met anybody yet. I was 16, and coming from a little town in Idaho to the culture of Sex and d**gs, Punk Rock and Valley Girls was a bit of a shock for a country boy like me. But I did enjoy looking at the cute girls with their poofed out hairstyles, pastel colored blouses and short skirts.
Having nothing to do one night my dad gave me $10 for gas and entertainment and I went out exploring. After hitting up one of the local arcades for a bit, I was driving home a different route when I noticed a skating rink. Awesome, this was something I had loved doing back home. So I pulled over, paid the $3 and went in.
Now where I was from, the skating rinks generally played either country, oldies, or Top 40. I went on in, and they were blasting music I’d never really heard before. And the crowd! Guys with spiked blue hair mixed with girls who looked like Moon Zappa. And the music would switch between some New Wave song by Bow Wow Wow or Toni Basil, and then to something that sounded more like screaming over fast loud guitars.
But I put on my skates and joined the crowd. Now I was a pretty good skater, but I realized fairly quickly that my style was a bit different than most in here. Most of the crowd was skating like most do, robots moving in a circle. But others were flailing their arms around like mad spasmodics having a seizure on the rink. I tend to use the entire floor when I skate, moving back and forth from the outer wall to the center then back out again. The only way to describe it is that I am always in some kind of turn to one side or the other.
I was about to take a break when suddenly somebody crashed into me from behind. Down we both went in a pile, and I realized that some soft but firm breasts were pressed into my arm. Laughing the girl and I untangled ourselves just as a slow song was starting. When she tried to apologize, I told her it was quite alright since accidents happen. When we were both upright again the DJ announced that they were moving to a couples skate. I asked her if she would make it up to me by sharing the couples session, and she gave me a cute little grin and agreed.
I found out her name was Linda, and she was a tiny little thing. Maybe 5’, perky little boobies that were barely a B at most, and this pixie type hairstyle that reminded me a bit of Joan Jett. But she held my hand as we skated around the rink to Lionel Ritchie (at least they understood slow skating and The Ramones did not go together).
She was fascinated with my accent, having never known anybody from Idaho before. It is not a strong accent, but it is there if you listen to it. And boy did she had the wrong idea about “Westerners”. Yes, the pearl snap western shirt and boot cut jeans I was wearing were my usual attire. Yes I had a cowboy hat, but I didn’t bring it with me. Yes, I had many friends who were Indians, but they dressed as I did, and not in buckskins and feathers. The couples skate had ended but we continued holding hands and skateing together.
When the music turned fast again, I started to ask her about the groups that were playing. The B-52s, The Police, Dead Kennedys, The Crucifucks, this was all new to me for the most part. She told me about the places everybody hung out at, and other things that might help me fit in my new home a bit more.
And of course when the next couples skate started, her hand was already in mine. By the end we were occasionally bumping our hips against each other. After the set when it sped up, she excused herself saying she had to use the restroom. I had to do the same so we headed off to take care of things.
I was waiting for her when Linda emerged, and asked her if she wanted a soda before going back out. We spent the next 20 minutes chatting as we had a soda and she introduced me to churros. When the next couples skate was announced she held out her hand and we went off again together. This time she turned around and we were facing each other as we skated. She moved a bit closer to me, and I swear I could smell the cherry lip gloss she was wearing, and I could see the sparkles in her eye shadow under the mirror ball. Just as the song was endinmg the DJ announced that the rink would be closing in 15 minutes.
I was trying to find the courage to ask her if I could get her number, when the 2 other girls she apparently came with skated over and said they needed to get ready to go. They had to get outside before 10 or they risked missing their bus home. Being the gentleman that I am, I asked if they wanted I could give them a ride home.
Thankfully they said yes, so we went ahead and finished the session and headed to the parking lot. Linda laughed a bit when she saw my car, an International Harvester Scout II. I said it was a great car, 4 wheel drive, and I bought it with my savings from working on farms back home. It may not have been the coolest car, but it was all mine, bought and paid for.
The 3 girls giggled a lot and pointed out the sights as I drove first one home, then the other a mile or so away. As we were pulling out Linda said that she did not have to be home until midnight, so she could show me around a bit more if I wanted.
If I wanted? Oh yea, I wanted. I had an idea where this might be heading. She directed me to a large park a few miles away, and we pulled in behind the baseball field. Within minutes she had slid over into my lap and we were making out like the High School k**s we were.
I was running one hand up and down her back as we kissed, tongues caressing and exploring each other's mouth as my other hand was lightly caressing her thigh. When Linda tried to shift a bit her hip hit the steering wheel and the horn honked, startling us both. This broke us both up and we giggled as we looked around to see if anybody else around had noticed. Seeing the coast was clear, I suggested we might be more comfortable in the back and she agreed. I watched her little bottom barely covered by her skirt as she slipped into the back, and I quickly followed.
I stretched out on the bench seat in the back, and she slid on top of me and we resumed kissing. Now I had some experience with girls back home, but nothing ever advancing this quickly. I was more used to going out and getting a kiss, then a repeat on the second date. The third or fourth might result in a make-out session in the back, with more to come just as slowly.
Now in the back, I had the freedom of both hands, so was sliding them up and down her sides as we kissed. The swell of her hips felt wonderful, and once or twice I accidentally caught her skirt pulling it up a bit on the upward exploration. When I reached under her arms, I could feel the slight outward swelling of her breasts. By this time I had moved away from her lips and was kissing up and down her neck, pausing to nibble on her dainty little ear lobe.
After a bit of this we rolled over onto our sides, with my back to the seat. I was holding her against me, with her top thigh stretched over mine. Deciding to take a chance I let my hand slide up her side again, and she gave a little purr into my ear as I reached the side of her breast. I pulled my lips back and softly whispered “Linda, is this OK?” She moaned softly and pressed her breast into my hand, kissing me even deeper. Taking this as acceptance I slid my hand down, cupping her breast in my palm.
To say she enjoyed that was an understatement. I could feel her hard nipple through the pink blouse and thin bra she was wearing under it. Her thigh was sliding slowly up and down mine, and I reached down to unbutton her blouse. I unbuttoned them one at a time, then paused for a minute to give her a chance to stop me. But Linda never did. One button after another until I had it fully opened. Gathering my senses for a moment I reached into the back of the truck and grabbed a blanket I kept there and pulled it over us.
I helped Linda remove her blouse and bra, and was greeted by the most amazing breasts I had seen up until that time. They were small, but well rounded. There was hardly any sag to them at all, and her nipples were the size of pencil erasers, on top of areola that seemed to be the size of quarters, and poked out from the breast almost half an inch. They were absolutely perfect “puffies”, and I wasted no time in taking one of them into my mouth.
Linda rolled us back over so I was on my back again, and she slipped forward and pressed her nipple into my mouth. I was trying to take as much of her breast in as I could, licking and sucking the hard nipple like a baby. I opened my mouth wide and was able to suck her entire breast into my mouth, my tongue making circles around her puffy nipples. I kissed my way to her other breast as I started to feel her grinding herself against my bulge.
This continued for about 15 minutes, with returns to kissing between my adoration of her breasts. My hands had slid under her short skirt and were on her panty covered bottom, squeezing and pulling her tighter against me. I was just starting to become aware of another scent starting to become obvious when she pulled my head away from her breast and started to kiss me furiously. I kissed her deeply as she moaned into my mouth, her hips now pumping against me as she started to shudder in my arms, finally going rigid and pulling her mouth away as she let out a deep sigh.
Now it was obvious what I was smelling, it was her pussy. And from what had just happened it was apparently now very happy. This was the first time I had ever given a girl an orgasm from just making out, and it was a pretty good feeling. Linda rested her head on my chest as I caressed her back and tight little bottom in one hand, and let the other run through her short black hair.
“Oh thank you, I have never had anybody else give me one before” she said softly before kissing me again. Now I was incredibly turned on, but the last thing I wanted to do was to screw this up. The blanket had slipped to the floor during our time together, and my shirt had been fully opened so her bare breasts were giving me wonderful feelings against my bare chest.
Linda started kissing along my ear and neck, and softly whispered “I’m still a virgin, but I can still help ya feel better if you like.” I whispered back I was willing to go only as far as she was willing.
She pulled back, and looked down at me with a swear she had a twinkle in her eye as she slipped off of me and knelt down on the floor. Reaching down she unfastened my belt buckle, then opened my pants. Pulling them and my underwear down past my bottom she took my cock in her hand and softly squeezed.
I reached up and caressed her face which got me a warm smile as her hand started to stroke up and down on my hard cock, Now I am only average in size, but it felt massive after the past hour of playing around, and being in her small hand. It did not take long until she got a good rhythm going. I would bend over and nibble on her nipples before laying back, within a few minutes I was starting to feel the effects she was causing in me. “Oh Linda” I moaned, “I’m gonna cum. You're gonna make me cum.”
She pulled the hand that had been caressing my chest away and reached down to grasp my balls, which had now tightened up in anticipation of the release they were about to give. She looked down just as I reached my peak, and I exploded.
The first jet was so strong I could feel some of it hit my face. Several more jets followed, reaching my own nipples, then on my belly, finally, the last ones only making it far enough to cover her hand which were now slowly stroking me. I let out a deep contented moan as she giggled softly. “Wow, you must have really needed that!” she said, seeing how far I had splattered myself.
“After being with you, what do you expect? You are so sexy, you have been driving me crazy all night.”
We kissed several more times before I reached into the back once again and pulled out an old shirt I had tossed back there. Together we cleaned up the mess and resumed kissing until she said it was almost time to get her home.
We were back in the front seat and waiting for the windows to defog after our play session, and I asked her if she had done that kind of thing often. “Oh, more than a few times” Linda said, licking her lips as she said this. “When I started going out with guys last year I realized that they all wanted something. I figured that if I kept them happy they would ask me out again, so I started to give them handjobs. But you are the first one to actually give me an orgasm, and it was much better than any I ever gave myself” she said, giving a half-embarrassed giggle.
“Well,” I said. “You can use me any time if ya want another one in the future. And it's only fair that you enjoy things also, not just me.”
We kissed for a few more minutes, and I went ahead and drove her home. When we got there I realized it was maybe 2 miles to the South of where I lived. Not knowing the new school borders, I asked her what school she went to. “Why, Van Nuys Junior High, of course” she said.
“Linda,” I croaked. “How old are you?”
“Well, I’m 14 if you want to know.”
I kissed her while still in a bit of shock, and watched as she grabbed her purse and got out of my truck. Giving a little wave she seemed to add a bit more of a wiggle then earlier to her sweet tight little bottom as she walked up the walkway to her apartment building. Looking over her shoulder and blowing me a little kiss she then disappeared inside.
Now the question was what to do about this knowledge. I had just had what is probably the best sexual encounter in my life, other than when Kim Little Buck and I gave each other our virginities right before I moved. But I certainly had not expected it to be with a 14 year old Valley Girl that was still in Junior High! A 14 year old Valley girl with a tight little ass, and puffy nipples that I loved sucking on as she rubbed herself against me until she had an orgasm.
I then realized I had forgotten to ask for her number. But I looked around several times and repeated the address of her apartment building to myself several times, to help make sure I would remember it. And putting my car back in gear I headed home.
Having nothing to do one night my dad gave me $10 for gas and entertainment and I went out exploring. After hitting up one of the local arcades for a bit, I was driving home a different route when I noticed a skating rink. Awesome, this was something I had loved doing back home. So I pulled over, paid the $3 and went in.
Now where I was from, the skating rinks generally played either country, oldies, or Top 40. I went on in, and they were blasting music I’d never really heard before. And the crowd! Guys with spiked blue hair mixed with girls who looked like Moon Zappa. And the music would switch between some New Wave song by Bow Wow Wow or Toni Basil, and then to something that sounded more like screaming over fast loud guitars.
But I put on my skates and joined the crowd. Now I was a pretty good skater, but I realized fairly quickly that my style was a bit different than most in here. Most of the crowd was skating like most do, robots moving in a circle. But others were flailing their arms around like mad spasmodics having a seizure on the rink. I tend to use the entire floor when I skate, moving back and forth from the outer wall to the center then back out again. The only way to describe it is that I am always in some kind of turn to one side or the other.
I was about to take a break when suddenly somebody crashed into me from behind. Down we both went in a pile, and I realized that some soft but firm breasts were pressed into my arm. Laughing the girl and I untangled ourselves just as a slow song was starting. When she tried to apologize, I told her it was quite alright since accidents happen. When we were both upright again the DJ announced that they were moving to a couples skate. I asked her if she would make it up to me by sharing the couples session, and she gave me a cute little grin and agreed.
I found out her name was Linda, and she was a tiny little thing. Maybe 5’, perky little boobies that were barely a B at most, and this pixie type hairstyle that reminded me a bit of Joan Jett. But she held my hand as we skated around the rink to Lionel Ritchie (at least they understood slow skating and The Ramones did not go together).
She was fascinated with my accent, having never known anybody from Idaho before. It is not a strong accent, but it is there if you listen to it. And boy did she had the wrong idea about “Westerners”. Yes, the pearl snap western shirt and boot cut jeans I was wearing were my usual attire. Yes I had a cowboy hat, but I didn’t bring it with me. Yes, I had many friends who were Indians, but they dressed as I did, and not in buckskins and feathers. The couples skate had ended but we continued holding hands and skateing together.
When the music turned fast again, I started to ask her about the groups that were playing. The B-52s, The Police, Dead Kennedys, The Crucifucks, this was all new to me for the most part. She told me about the places everybody hung out at, and other things that might help me fit in my new home a bit more.
And of course when the next couples skate started, her hand was already in mine. By the end we were occasionally bumping our hips against each other. After the set when it sped up, she excused herself saying she had to use the restroom. I had to do the same so we headed off to take care of things.
I was waiting for her when Linda emerged, and asked her if she wanted a soda before going back out. We spent the next 20 minutes chatting as we had a soda and she introduced me to churros. When the next couples skate was announced she held out her hand and we went off again together. This time she turned around and we were facing each other as we skated. She moved a bit closer to me, and I swear I could smell the cherry lip gloss she was wearing, and I could see the sparkles in her eye shadow under the mirror ball. Just as the song was endinmg the DJ announced that the rink would be closing in 15 minutes.
I was trying to find the courage to ask her if I could get her number, when the 2 other girls she apparently came with skated over and said they needed to get ready to go. They had to get outside before 10 or they risked missing their bus home. Being the gentleman that I am, I asked if they wanted I could give them a ride home.
Thankfully they said yes, so we went ahead and finished the session and headed to the parking lot. Linda laughed a bit when she saw my car, an International Harvester Scout II. I said it was a great car, 4 wheel drive, and I bought it with my savings from working on farms back home. It may not have been the coolest car, but it was all mine, bought and paid for.
The 3 girls giggled a lot and pointed out the sights as I drove first one home, then the other a mile or so away. As we were pulling out Linda said that she did not have to be home until midnight, so she could show me around a bit more if I wanted.
If I wanted? Oh yea, I wanted. I had an idea where this might be heading. She directed me to a large park a few miles away, and we pulled in behind the baseball field. Within minutes she had slid over into my lap and we were making out like the High School k**s we were.
I was running one hand up and down her back as we kissed, tongues caressing and exploring each other's mouth as my other hand was lightly caressing her thigh. When Linda tried to shift a bit her hip hit the steering wheel and the horn honked, startling us both. This broke us both up and we giggled as we looked around to see if anybody else around had noticed. Seeing the coast was clear, I suggested we might be more comfortable in the back and she agreed. I watched her little bottom barely covered by her skirt as she slipped into the back, and I quickly followed.
I stretched out on the bench seat in the back, and she slid on top of me and we resumed kissing. Now I had some experience with girls back home, but nothing ever advancing this quickly. I was more used to going out and getting a kiss, then a repeat on the second date. The third or fourth might result in a make-out session in the back, with more to come just as slowly.
Now in the back, I had the freedom of both hands, so was sliding them up and down her sides as we kissed. The swell of her hips felt wonderful, and once or twice I accidentally caught her skirt pulling it up a bit on the upward exploration. When I reached under her arms, I could feel the slight outward swelling of her breasts. By this time I had moved away from her lips and was kissing up and down her neck, pausing to nibble on her dainty little ear lobe.
After a bit of this we rolled over onto our sides, with my back to the seat. I was holding her against me, with her top thigh stretched over mine. Deciding to take a chance I let my hand slide up her side again, and she gave a little purr into my ear as I reached the side of her breast. I pulled my lips back and softly whispered “Linda, is this OK?” She moaned softly and pressed her breast into my hand, kissing me even deeper. Taking this as acceptance I slid my hand down, cupping her breast in my palm.
To say she enjoyed that was an understatement. I could feel her hard nipple through the pink blouse and thin bra she was wearing under it. Her thigh was sliding slowly up and down mine, and I reached down to unbutton her blouse. I unbuttoned them one at a time, then paused for a minute to give her a chance to stop me. But Linda never did. One button after another until I had it fully opened. Gathering my senses for a moment I reached into the back of the truck and grabbed a blanket I kept there and pulled it over us.
I helped Linda remove her blouse and bra, and was greeted by the most amazing breasts I had seen up until that time. They were small, but well rounded. There was hardly any sag to them at all, and her nipples were the size of pencil erasers, on top of areola that seemed to be the size of quarters, and poked out from the breast almost half an inch. They were absolutely perfect “puffies”, and I wasted no time in taking one of them into my mouth.
Linda rolled us back over so I was on my back again, and she slipped forward and pressed her nipple into my mouth. I was trying to take as much of her breast in as I could, licking and sucking the hard nipple like a baby. I opened my mouth wide and was able to suck her entire breast into my mouth, my tongue making circles around her puffy nipples. I kissed my way to her other breast as I started to feel her grinding herself against my bulge.
This continued for about 15 minutes, with returns to kissing between my adoration of her breasts. My hands had slid under her short skirt and were on her panty covered bottom, squeezing and pulling her tighter against me. I was just starting to become aware of another scent starting to become obvious when she pulled my head away from her breast and started to kiss me furiously. I kissed her deeply as she moaned into my mouth, her hips now pumping against me as she started to shudder in my arms, finally going rigid and pulling her mouth away as she let out a deep sigh.
Now it was obvious what I was smelling, it was her pussy. And from what had just happened it was apparently now very happy. This was the first time I had ever given a girl an orgasm from just making out, and it was a pretty good feeling. Linda rested her head on my chest as I caressed her back and tight little bottom in one hand, and let the other run through her short black hair.
“Oh thank you, I have never had anybody else give me one before” she said softly before kissing me again. Now I was incredibly turned on, but the last thing I wanted to do was to screw this up. The blanket had slipped to the floor during our time together, and my shirt had been fully opened so her bare breasts were giving me wonderful feelings against my bare chest.
Linda started kissing along my ear and neck, and softly whispered “I’m still a virgin, but I can still help ya feel better if you like.” I whispered back I was willing to go only as far as she was willing.
She pulled back, and looked down at me with a swear she had a twinkle in her eye as she slipped off of me and knelt down on the floor. Reaching down she unfastened my belt buckle, then opened my pants. Pulling them and my underwear down past my bottom she took my cock in her hand and softly squeezed.
I reached up and caressed her face which got me a warm smile as her hand started to stroke up and down on my hard cock, Now I am only average in size, but it felt massive after the past hour of playing around, and being in her small hand. It did not take long until she got a good rhythm going. I would bend over and nibble on her nipples before laying back, within a few minutes I was starting to feel the effects she was causing in me. “Oh Linda” I moaned, “I’m gonna cum. You're gonna make me cum.”
She pulled the hand that had been caressing my chest away and reached down to grasp my balls, which had now tightened up in anticipation of the release they were about to give. She looked down just as I reached my peak, and I exploded.
The first jet was so strong I could feel some of it hit my face. Several more jets followed, reaching my own nipples, then on my belly, finally, the last ones only making it far enough to cover her hand which were now slowly stroking me. I let out a deep contented moan as she giggled softly. “Wow, you must have really needed that!” she said, seeing how far I had splattered myself.
“After being with you, what do you expect? You are so sexy, you have been driving me crazy all night.”
We kissed several more times before I reached into the back once again and pulled out an old shirt I had tossed back there. Together we cleaned up the mess and resumed kissing until she said it was almost time to get her home.
We were back in the front seat and waiting for the windows to defog after our play session, and I asked her if she had done that kind of thing often. “Oh, more than a few times” Linda said, licking her lips as she said this. “When I started going out with guys last year I realized that they all wanted something. I figured that if I kept them happy they would ask me out again, so I started to give them handjobs. But you are the first one to actually give me an orgasm, and it was much better than any I ever gave myself” she said, giving a half-embarrassed giggle.
“Well,” I said. “You can use me any time if ya want another one in the future. And it's only fair that you enjoy things also, not just me.”
We kissed for a few more minutes, and I went ahead and drove her home. When we got there I realized it was maybe 2 miles to the South of where I lived. Not knowing the new school borders, I asked her what school she went to. “Why, Van Nuys Junior High, of course” she said.
“Linda,” I croaked. “How old are you?”
“Well, I’m 14 if you want to know.”
I kissed her while still in a bit of shock, and watched as she grabbed her purse and got out of my truck. Giving a little wave she seemed to add a bit more of a wiggle then earlier to her sweet tight little bottom as she walked up the walkway to her apartment building. Looking over her shoulder and blowing me a little kiss she then disappeared inside.
Now the question was what to do about this knowledge. I had just had what is probably the best sexual encounter in my life, other than when Kim Little Buck and I gave each other our virginities right before I moved. But I certainly had not expected it to be with a 14 year old Valley Girl that was still in Junior High! A 14 year old Valley girl with a tight little ass, and puffy nipples that I loved sucking on as she rubbed herself against me until she had an orgasm.
I then realized I had forgotten to ask for her number. But I looked around several times and repeated the address of her apartment building to myself several times, to help make sure I would remember it. And putting my car back in gear I headed home.
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