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A Special Girl - Prologue
By Alhana Escher
James was nervous. Alice would be arriving soon and he had a feeling
that their relationship could be moving onto the next stage that night.
He and Alice had been friends for years, and he had fancied her for
most of them. He could still barely believe that they had been seeing
each other for the last few months. He could still remember staring at
her in school. She looked so sexy in her uniform. That blue pleated
knee length skirt, white blouse and blue blazer. The way her socks
came to just above her knees, leaving just a little of her legs on show
before they disappeared under the hem of her skirt. He could remember
laying in bed at night trying to picture what knickers she wore.
Sometimes he'd imagine her wearing good girl white cotton panties, and
sometime they were something more slutty, red or black silky things
with plenty of lace that barely covered anything. A few time he did
try to catch a glimpse. Only ever once was successful though.
It happened about 2 weeks before they had started dating. He had been
walking into school one day and saw her in front of him. They had both
been walking towards the steps into the main building and it was a
pretty windy day so he hurried his pace to get closer behind her. He
figured if he was lucky, there would be a big gust of wind that would
give him that illusive view he had been so longing for. He caught up
to her just in time. She was on the 4th of the five steps of the
building just as he reached the bottom, and sure enough, in came a huge
gush. He saw her skirt just beginning to lift and he froze. This
couldn't be happening. He hadn't really thought it would, but a
hormone flooded 15 year old boy could dream, couldn't he?
Well here it was, actually happening. Her skirt was lifting higher and
higher as she took that last step, showing more and more of those
smooth creamy, silky thighs. Then, just as a flash of colour started
to come into view between the top of those, oh so sexy legs. She
suddenly put her hand back, catching her skirt and smoothing it back
down, holding it there till the gust died down. She turned round to
see if she had been seen and saw him standing there, staring up at her.
She turned very red, very, very quickly. Did she know he had just got
a peek at her pastel pink panties? What was she doing to say? She was
always such a good girl, so prim and proper. Always so careful about
how she sat and walked and dressed. He just knew she was going to
shout at him. Call him a pervert for looking up her skirt. He would
be humiliated, as by lunchtime it would be all round the school. But
to his surprise she just gave him a little half smile as she turned and
walked into school as though nothing had happened. But that had been
so long ago now it seemed.
They had started to see each other a couple of weeks after that. He
had been so surprised that she didn't tell anyone what had happened on
that 'special' morning that somehow he had found the courage to ask her
out. He could still hardly believe she had said yes. But she had, and
now they were boyfriend and girlfriend, and things were going great.
They had started off just holding hands and kissing. Typical teenage
stuff. But he had gradually got braver. He couldn't resist touching
her arse. It was so round and perfectly formed, and so very soft. It
started off just over her skirts, but as the weeks passed and he grew
braver and braver, he started going beneath the hem, or under the
waistband. He could feel the thing he had so longed he could see, even
if he couldn't get to actually see them. He soon had found out she wore
many different types of knickers. Cotton ones and silk ones and ones
with lots of lace on them. Full cut, tanga's, thong's bikini panties,
sometimes he wondered if she wore all these sexy feeling knickers just
to tease him.
He had also begun to feel up her tits. Again, starting on top of her
clothes, then under as he got braver, and she allowed him to. Once he
had slid his hand up the front of her skirt while they were making out
at the back of a cinema. She had stopped him and breathlessly
whispered 'Not yet'. He could tell she really wanted him to go
further, but he didn't want to push her to let him. He knew some of
the boys in school had done that with the girls they went out with, and
they were right pricks about it. He didn't want to be like that. Was
that what she was afraid of?
Once, a couple of weeks ago, she had really surprised him. They were
at the cinema, like every Saturday, and just like every Saturday they
were making out in the back row more than watching the film. It was an
older film that had been on a few weeks already, so they knew it would
be nearly an empty house. They had been in luck. There were only 3
others there that day. A couple of teenagers down in the front row
making a lot of noise, and an older guy about half way back. Plenty of
space and privacy. It was just perfect. He had been squeezing her
small firm tits under her t-shirt, feeling her nipple becoming big and
hard as she rubbed at his cock through his jeans. Then suddenly he
felt her undo his fly and slip her hand inside. He gasped softly as
her hand took a firm hold of his stiff member, only covered by the thin
material of his boxers. He was in heaven. He had been dreaming of
this for weeks, and now it was happening. She rubbed it a little more
as they resumed kissing. He could feel her slowly working his
incredibly hard cock out of his undies and the fly of his jeans. He
just kissed her more vigorously and squeezed her tits harder, squeezing
the nipple between his middle 2 fingers. Then suddenly she broke off
the kiss, looked at him and smiled. She leaned forward, moving her
face towards his cock, that was harder than he ever remembered it being
before. He panicked and pulled her up and away from his cock. She
stared at him with a look of pure shock.
"Are you sure?" he whispered to her. "You don't have to do this if you
don't really want to you know. I won't be mad at you." He was relieved
when her saw the smile return to those sultry lips with the slightly
smeared baby pink lipstick on them. She placed a hand on his cheek
softly and leaned in to kiss him gently on the lips.
"Let me do this," she had whispered. "I've wanted to do this for a long
time. Since long before I caught you looking up my skirt at my
panties." He couldn't hide the shock in his face. She had known, and
not said anything about it. Did this mean she had liked him looking up
her skirt at her most intimate garments? Surely she must be teasing
him. She had always been too much of a good girl to like something
like that. Surely.
A little giggle escaped her lips and she bent forward again. He felt
her hot breath on his cock as she breathed in short pants. Then she
kissed the tip poking out from the folds of his foreskin. He closed
his eyes and tilted his head backward. He still didn't quite believe
this was happening. Even though he had been dreaming of it for such a
long time now. Her lips parted as they slid over his sensitive cock
head and down the shaft. He was so turned on, knowing that they could
be caught at any time, and he didn't care. He panted hard as she
started sucking. It was the first time anything beside his own hand
had touched his cock like this and it was driving him crazy. He didn't
last long. He could feel himself on the verge of cumming. He tried to
pull her off. But she resisted.
"I'm gonna cum!" he whispered to her. But she kept on sucking, harder
than before. He couldn't hold back any more. He clamped both his
hands over his mouth and let go. He couldn't help moaning, and his
cock throbbed, spitting load after load into her mouth. But the hands
over his mouth muffled almost all of it. Eventually he stopped cumming
and she let is softening cock slip from her lips. She moaned softly as
she sat back up. Running the tip of her tongue between her lips.
"Thank you," she whispered as she lent into kiss him once more. He
could taste the saltiness of his cum on her lips and inside her mouth.
But he didn't mind. After all, she had just swallowed half a dozen
mouthfuls of it. It was the least he could do to say thank you back.
"That was so yummy," she said almost breathlessly. They watched the
rest of the film then started to head out. The older guy passed them
as they reached the door. He gave them both a strange look, more so to
Alice. The way he looked at her was more leering and lustful. They
had both started giggling and quickly left. It was obvious he had
noticed what they had been getting up to back there. All the way home
they laughed and joked about him. James had said he probably wanted to
watch, but Alice said he was probably hoping she would do him next.
But she assured James, that that was just for him.
That was 2 weeks ago now, but it was still fresh in his memory, like
it had only happened yesterday. Today he had the house to himself as
his parents were out for the night, so Alice was coming round so they
could celebrate the end of their exams. He just knew that things were
going to develop further today. Maybe he'd get to see her knickers,
touch them, back and front. Maybe even see what she has underneath
them. And if he is really, really lucky, be able to touch too and maybe
repay her for her treat to him 2 weeks back.
He almost had a heart attack when the door bell rang as he been sat
there dreaming of all the maybes. He jumped up and almost ran to the
door. He paused a moment before opening it to compose himself. It
didn't help. The vision standing before him was almost straight out of
his naughtiest wet dream. He couldn't help but take in every single
detail. Her long blond hair was done in high pigtails that hung onto
her shoulders, and held in place with long pink ribbons. The eye lashes
framing those beautiful big brown eyes of hers were coated in black
mascara that made them seem twice as long. Her lips were glossy pink
and had little sparkles in them. She had on a cute, but sexy, pink
cotton summer dress that had thin shoulder straps that were just wider
than her bra strap that was clearly visible beneath them. The neckline
plunged into a shallow V shape giving the tantalising view of her
modest cleavage. It hugged her waist due to a built in ribbon that was
tied in a big bow, for now hidden behind her back. The hem fell half
way down her thighs and was edged by a layer of white lace. Her legs
were covered by sheer white nylon from the hem down to her feet, where
she wore pink patent 3 inch heels with a thick ankle strap. In her
hands, with their pink painted nails she clutched at a small white bag.
"Can I come in?" she giggled. "Or are you just going to stand there
staring at me all night?"
"O-of course," he replied snapping out of his trance. "Come in." She
stepped in and moved passed him. He closed the door behind her and as
he turned she threw her arms around his neck, hugging him, and they
kissed. Long, hard and passionately. He couldn't help running his
hands all over her. One going up her back, the other to her arse.
"I've been waiting for this all day," she whispered to him between
kisses.
"So have I," he whispered back. It was funny. This was the first time
they had really been alone together and they were still whispering as
though they could be caught at any time. He moved round and started
leading her into the living room while still kissing and feeling her
up. He backed her up right into the room trying to find the sofa
without stopping their kissing.
He found it, but not quite as he had planned. The back of his legs hit
the arm of the sofa just as he pulled her further another step and lost
his balance. He tried to hold onto her and steady himself at the same
time, and failed miserably. He tipped back onto the seat, pulling her
along to land on top of him. They both just burst out laughing. Things
were definitely not going to plan. Still, they managed to overcome
their mirth and giggle fits and arranged themselves more comfortably on
the sofa. Her laying on her back on the inside and him on the edge on
his side so he could lean over her as they started to kiss again.
He couldn't help running his free hand over her legs as they kissed.
He had felt nylon before. But never actually on a girls legs. Once, a
while back, he had found a pair of his mothers old tights. He had
figured that she had plenty and wouldn't miss one pair. So he took
them and hid them under his mattress. Later that night he had wrapped
them round his cock as he wanked into them. Back then, to him, that had
felt like heaven. But this was so much better. Now, here he was,
running his hands over his girlfriends nylon clad legs. Alice had
slipped a hand up his t-shirt as they kissed. Running her fingers
through the fine hairs on his chest.
As James slowly made his way up her legs he was surprised to suddenly
feel the material turn from nylon to lace. He had assumed she was
wearing tights, but now he realised, with great joy, that they were
stockings. He could feel his cock rapidly stiffening, and being that he
was pushed right up to Alice in order to stay on the sofa, knew that
she would be able to feel it too. But she didn't seem to care, she just
kept on kissing him and feeling his chest. So he continued and the
lace quickly gave way to bare leg, with the exception of the thin lacy
strap of her suspender belt. He stopped there for a moment. The last
time his hand had been this far up the front of her skirt, she had
stopped him. So he waited for her to stop him again. But she didn't.
If anything she was pulling him on to her even more.
"I love you Alice!" he whispered to her as he started to let his hand
cover those last few inches.
"Oh, and I love you too," she replied breathlessly as his hand made
first contact with the silky material of her knickers. But he knew
right away something wasn't right. It took a few seconds for it to
dawn on him, but when it did, his hand shot out from under her dress
and he pushed away from her, falling backwards to the floor. When he
looked up at Alice his face had gone deathly pale.
"You're..." he started then took a big gulp of breath. "You're a boy!"
Alice sat bolt upright on the sofa and looked down at him, eyes already
beginning to well with tears.
"No I'm not!" she sniffed. "I'm a girl."
"Don't lie!" he snapped at her. "I felt your cock and everything."
"That's because I'm a Special Girl!" she said, fighting back the tears.
"Mummy told me so!"
End of Part One
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