Sergeant Rockwell
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Being fourteen is a very bad age to be. Well, if you're a girl, and I am. My sister is in college, that's a great age. She tells me all (well, maybe not quite all) her adventures with guys, and when she wants to meet a guy, she just makes it happen.
She's even walked up to one guy at a party and asked if he would take her back to his apartment. Wow.
Me, I'm fourteen, I could never do that. I just couldn't. But I sure want to, I want to be able to just tell a guy, "Let's fuck." I bet it sure works. But I just can't be that forward. I hate being fourteen.
Then, lit all changed when I let it slip to my brother, Paul, who's sixteen, that I really have a crush on a friend of his, Mike. Now, Mike has lots of girlfriends, he's really cute and in bike shorts, his butt looks so good, almost as good as the nice bulge in the front. As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I was pleading to Paul to not ever mention this to Mike. Please, please, please.
Well, you already know just what happened, right?
The next time Mike was over at our house, he poked his head in my room and said, "I hear through the grapevine that you have a big crush on me, Anna. If you were older, I might just do something about that. But, I'm not a cradle-robber."
I blushed and then, out of my mouth came, "I'm a virgin, Mike, would you teach me how to be a slut?"
Yes. I did say that, I did, it seems pretty bold, well, pretty slutty, I guess, but it all caught me off-guard and it just popped out.
"Shit, really? Anna? You kidding?"
He was standing by my desk and I simply reached over and pressed my hand up against his shorts, right where I knew he would be most interested in my hand pressing.
"Geez, Anna, I think this may just be too good to turn down. Um, look, Sunday, my folks will be away all day, if you come over, um, we'd have all day to work on this interesting project. Now, I've got to be honest, I'm not looking for a girlfriend, I already have one, so I'm not interested in a relationship, okay?"
"Fine with me. What time on Sunday?"
"They're leaving early, how about nine?"
So, it was set. I would start my new life as a slut at nine o'clock next Sunday.
I was reaching for the doorbell when Mike's front door opened.
"Come in, Anna, ready for 'Slut 101?' Classes are starting soon," and he leads me right up to his bathroom.
"Let's start with a nice shower. Have you ever showered with a guy before?"
"No, but since you have to do it naked, it's bound to be fun," I answered, trying out my new slut persona.
He reached in, turned the water on then began taking my clothes off. As my bra came off, I decided that if I'm going to be a slut, I need to strip him as well so I pulled off his tee and unbuckled the belt holding his shorts.
He tugged my shorts down to the floor and I stood there naked in front of him.
"Hey, Anna, no panties, pretty slutty, good girl," as I zipped his fly open and pulled his shorts to the floor.
As I squatted before him, I looked up and smiled, then reached over and pulled his briefs to his ankles, out flopping in my face, his large, stiff dick.
"Oh, looky here, what's this?" as I leaned forward and did what every girl knows every boy wants them to do. It was thrilling as his cock slipped past my lips on into my mouth, feeling all alive, and, as I began to suck, very interested in being inside my mouth.
His hands held the sides of my face, him looking down, me looking up, as I sucked.
"Mmm, Anna, that's good, I think you're a natural. The water's warm, let's get in," and soon I had the soapiest breasts and he had the cleanest cock in the world.
Then as we stood there, he asked me to soap his cock, then he hugged me tight as he began fucking me with it between my thighs, the top of his dick rubbing back and forth across my pussy lips.
"Mmm, this sure feels good, Anna, but I bet inside your pussy is even better. I'll find that out soon. I better stop or I'll cum if I keep doing this."
We rinsed off and he shut the water off but we stayed in the shower. He got down on his knees and started licking my clit and taking little sucks now and then. I have rubbed my clit lots but this was new and wonderful. He soon had my legs shaking, trying to stand there as his lips and tongue made my clit come so alive.
Then, he stood up, lathered his hands and bent over with his arms down behind my back and began soaping my butt. I was pressed up against him, my hand squeezed between us, me gripping his cock, all soapy, jacking him up and down, when I felt his hands pull my butt cheeks apart and a finger began rubbing across my asshole.
"Oooh, that feels nice, Mike. I never thought it would."
"See if you like this," as I feel his finger press up into me and begin moving in and out.
"Oh, wow, that's incredible. That's gonna ... UNH, UNH, UNG, ooh, ooh, oh, MIke, that feels fantastic. Oh, do it some more."
He continued to finger my butt as I slumped against him, the pleasure so unexpected, so wonderful.
He kept it up for a few minutes until, "Um, that's making me a little sore right now, Mike, okay," and he pulled his finger out and turned the water back on and we rinsed off again, got out and dried each other off. As I toweled his cock and balls, I saw he was only about half-erect. I almost took him in my mouth, but, no, I decided to give him a little show instead.
I sat down on the toilet seat, spread my legs apart and began masturbating for him, rubbing my clit, running three fingers in and out of my pussy, stopping to suck my juices off my fingers as I looked him in the eye. As I did this, I saw his cock begin to rise, all on its own, well, with my visual help, but, you know what I mean.
I got myself off, which I can usually do pretty quickly, and his dick still didn't look completely hard, so I did what every girl knows to do, I pulled him over to me and began mouth-to-cock resuscitation.
I could feel that it was working, did it ever fail, I wondered as I sucked on and on, rather enjoying the power I felt in being able to command his entire attention to what my mouth was doing to him. Then, his body jerked, and a warm flood spurted into my mouth as I pulled away and got covered with semen on my face, neck and breasts.
He took his towel and wiped his cum off me, then led me into his bedroom.
"It may be a while before my dick gets hard again, so why don't I eat your pussy? Ever had that done before?"
"No, but I've wanted it after I've heard my friends talk about it."
He sat me down on his bed, got down between my legs, lifted each one up over his shoulders, leaned forward and began licking my pussy.
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Hi readers. I’m Sarfaraz Khan a 23 year old male from South India, single. Those girls and guys who haven’t read my previous stories are requested to read them and enjoy. I’m sure you’ll enjoy shagging. Married women or girls of any age group can approach me for fun. This is a true incident except names changed. So it was the end of our college. Graduation and all formalities were over and now everyone was literally a free bird. Away from all academic tensions. Ours was, as usual, a...
Hello it’s me, Sam again this is a recent story. It happened just few days back, we had this farewell function arranged for the 4th year students of our college. I have this friend in college called Sona. She is just the sex goddess I want. She was sexy, hot, she had a nice figure, 33c breast, 26 waist, and 36 hips. She had long black hair, she was 5’6″ tall, beautiful, big dark eyes, fair complexion, and she was, oh my god just awesome. We were in a relation since past 1 year, naughty fun...
Part 7: Farewell Rachel and Chelsea drove back home as quick as their anxiety allowed them. Neither of them spoke. When they arrived, they slipped into Chelsea's bed and hugged tightly, eyes wet with tears. Morning found them like that. They slipped out of the room without being seen and took turns to take a shower before breakfast. Steve walked into the kitchen while the two stared silently down into their cup of cereals. "What's up?" he asked worried Chelsea had tears in...