The Training Of Slut Heather The Sequel
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The next morning my mom yelled at me while I was in my bed. It was Alex on the phone, I don't think I ever ran that fast. Arriving downstairs my mom was waiting for me, holding the phone, smiling. I smiled back and took the phone. Yes, it was Alex. I was so happy to hear his voice, the butterflies started flying around again inside my belly. While I talked with Alex, my mom was sitting at the table, watching me, smiling, enjoying to see her daughter being in love. I realized I missed Alex and I wanted to see him. He agreed cause he missed me too so we decided to meet in the park in the afternoon. I laid down the phone. My mom wanted to know everything about Alex. I told her everything, that he was as old as me, 17 years old, in the same school as me. You know, all the things a mom needs to know about your new boyfriend, that means, not too much.
It was a sunny Saturday afternoon. I raised myself out of the bathtub and grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my wet body. Another towel was used to dry my hair. I took enough time to take a relaxing bath, shaved my legs and the rest what needs to be shaved. About 40 minutes later I was dressed and ready to go to the park. The park wasn't far away from my home, about 5 minutes walking. I grabbed my stuff and made my way to the park. As I arrived I noticed Alex wasn't there yet so I placed myself on a bench. Some kids were playing. I know how much the readers enjoy reading detailed descriptions when its about the clothes I am wearing so I am going to try to give a very close description to what I was wearing that day. Here it comes, I was wearing a Denim buckle pleat skirt, it was a sexy wrap-around skirt with distressed denim with box pleating, adjustable double buckle and butting fastening with a seriously short low waist. This together with a cut out sleeve round neck jumper with soft, stretchy ribbed fabric, sexy cut-out shoulder pieces, slim fit with scoop neck. And shoes, well I was wearing a feminine and fashionable elastic quarter strap with a rounded toe and a 2" heel. I hope you guys and girls have a good imagination and you fantasize the way I looked while I was sitting there on that bench waiting for Alex. Aah there he was, a little late but at least he was there. I got up from the bench and walked to him, opening my arms, so happy to see him again. He opened his arms and we gave each other a big hug. I didn't want to let him go, I hugged him so tight as I could. I lifted my head, and gave him a big kiss. Telling him how much I missed him and stuff as we walked through the park, hand in hand. This was the start of our relationship. He asked me to come to his home so we walked to his house not far away from the park either.
There was nobody home at that moment. I think Alex knew that. We went to his room and laid down on the bed and we started kissing. I was laying on my back, Alex crawled on top of me, our tongues flicking around, my hands roaming over his back. Ooh I missed this so much. We rolled all over the bed, kissing, touching, straddling, hugging, all the stuff newly fresh couples like to do. The sun was shining into the room. It was warm inside his room, the window was open. Fresh air making its way inside. Alex his hand was straddling over my thighs, moving to the inside of my thigh, up towards my string under my skirt. The palm of his hand rubbed over my pussy. I moaned softly as we kissed. His hand slowly pulled my string aside and his finger ran up between my wet pussy lips. His finger found my clit and started to run around in circles, making my body squirm over the bed. Alex was enjoying this and asked if I wanted to feel his mouth down there. I nodded yes. I want to hear you say it sweetie he said. "Mmh I wanne feel your tongue down there Alex". He smiled and got down between my legs after I had spread them for him. He grabbed my string and pulled it down, tossing it on the floor. He lowered his head between my legs and not much later I felt the tip of his tongue moving up my pussy. Ooh yes, this felt so good, and I was so horny. His hands pushed my legs wide open as his mouth was licking all over my pussy, aching for his tongue so much. My hips were shaking as his tongue flicked all over my clit. I grabbed the sheets and pulled as he was making me so ready for my orgasm. I was moaning louder, his finger had already found its way inside my went pussy while his tongue kept lapping up my juices. Suddenly a car drives in. Alex got up fast and ran to the window, damn it was his mom and his sister who came home. I grabbed my string and pulled it back on quickly. Why the fuck did this had to happen now, couldn't they wait 5 more minutes till after I had my orgasm? Alex grabbed my hand as we ran downstairs and placed ourselves in the couch and turned on the TV. Right on time before his mom came into the room. My face was still a little red. Alex introduced me to his mom and we talked for a while. It was getting late and I had to be home for dinner so we said goodbye and I went home. That evening we phoned again and the call lasted 2 hours. No need to tell what it was all about. Much more was gonna happen in our relationship.
In response to several readers who wanted me to provide more details regarding the romance between Rick and Erika I’ve written this sequel. While it could be a stand alone story I strongly recommend that you read ‘Fighting Terrorism – Finding Love’ first. I hope you enjoy reading the sequel as much I did in writing it. I, also, wish to thank Blunajana for her help in correcting some of my German terms and translations. I hope they have all been addressed in this sequel. Thanks for reading...
The next morning my yelled at me while I was in my bed . It was Alex on the phone , I don’t think I ever ran that fast . Arriving downstairs my mom was waiting for me , holding the phone , smiling . I smiled back and took the phone . Yes , it was Alex . I was so happy to hear his voice , the butterflies started flying around again inside my belly . While I talked with Alex , my mom was sitting at the table , watching me , smiling , enjoying to see her daughter being in love . I realized I...
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VoyeurThe Best Night of My Life - The Sequel "The Best Night of My Life" ended with Robin's graduation from high school: Every year near graduation time the Senior class puts on the Senior Class Play. I had helped out before but mostly backstage stuff - painting the scenery, helping the other girls with their makeup, sewing costumes and things like that. But this year I decided to go all out and tryout for an acting part. This year the school decided to put on "West Side Story." Now the...
Disclaimer: This is entirely a work of fiction and any characters herein do not represent any person living, dead or otherwise not feeling very well. The story is of an erotic nature and contains descriptions of sex between consenting adults and issues of transvestism. If you are underage or offended by such material you should read no further. Fireman ? The sequel By Rare Rachel (Don't go looking for Part I, there isn't one. It's just a cheap advertising...
If you haven’t read ‘Rumspringa’ you may want to read it first to better understand the sequel. A big ‘Thank you’ to ‘Loving50’ for editing this story for me. As mentioned in the first story, Rumspringa means ‘running around’ in the Pennsylvania German dialect. It is the time, beginning at about age 16, when youth socialize with their friends on weekends. Rumspringa ends with marriage. (For those who don’t marry, Rumspringa ends in their mid to late twenties.) This period is an important time...
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nature and may involve non-consensual sexual acts between underage partners. Any resemblance to persons either alive or dead is purely coincidental. This story is intended for ADULTS only. If you are under the legal age of consent in your local jurisdiction, or if you are easily offended, kindly STOP READING NOW. Family Services - A Dental Care Sequel - by - The StoryMaster Chapter One "Uhhgg! Oh, my goodness gracious me, my child!" Dr. Martin Greeley commented huskily. ...
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