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Ok, I know what you will say: I'm an idiot. Let me try to explain my position
though. Maybe you will understand then. Most of the time I must agree with your
judgement that I am a damned fool for complaining about the situation I find
myself in.
It started after I enrolled at college. I decided not to live in any dormitory
and found a cheap single bedroom apartment about a mile from the campus. It had
a small bathroom with a shower and a kitchenette with a two burner stove and a
miniscule fridge. The building owner had three similar apartments, and the other
two went to students also. She also had a fifteen year old daughter. The young
daughter, Maureen, was the problem.
Maureen wanted to earn some money by cleaning the apartments once a week, and
her mother kept hinting that her daughter did a good job. In spite of my tight
budget, I finally acceded to the mother's hints and agreed to pay Maureen ten
dollars a week for a cleaning. As it turned out, she did a good job, and I
always arrived home from my classes on my cleaning day to find that everything
was cleaned, dusted, picked up, straightened out... nothing at all to complain
about.
Maureen did my room right after school, and I came home one day, after a class
had been unexpectedly cancelled, to find her still busy in my little flat.
Maureen turned out to be a little cutey. I had not noticed this before, but,
when she greeted me at the door in her smudged t-shirt, disarrayed hair, and
tattered shorts, I felt my heart surge. I must have stood there in my own
doorway for two minutes staring at her. The way she looked froze me, and I will
always have that image in my mind. I realized, when I finally came to my senses,
that the young girl was staring at me too. Maureen got a grip on herself just a
second or two later.
"Oh, Mr. Aikens, I didn't know that you would be coming back so soon."
"That's all right, Maureen," I said, "My class was cancelled. Do you want me to
disappear for a while, so you can finish up?"
"Oh no, Mr. Aikens! This is your room. I only need to clean up in the kitchen,
and I'll be done. Please, come in and relax."
"Thanks, Maureen, and please call me Todd, OK?"
"All right, Todd; I'll be out of your way in a few minutes."
"Don't rush, Maureen, I think that I will just sit here for a few minutes and
enjoy your company," I said with a big grin. As she worked, we had a little chat
and got to know each other in a very superficial way. She turned out to be a
very intelligent charmer.
"Todd, do you want something to drink?" she offered as she wrung out her
cleaning cloth in the sink. "I'll serve you something, if you want me to."
"Why don't you serve us both something, honey," I suggested. "We can sit here at
this little table and talk some more, if you want."
"Oh, thanks, Todd, that would be so nice." She opened two cans of pop from the
fridge and filled two glasses with ice. We sat and continued out conversation
long after we had slaked our thirst.
That was the beginning of a friendship that soon blossomed into something more. We began to hang out together on the weekends and did my college and her school assignments together. Maureen's mother seemed to be well aware of our relationship, but never approached either of us to break it up or discourage us.
We returned to the house after a hike through the wooded hills of a near-by
park. The building was quiet, and we soon learned that Maureen's mother had been
called away to assist in a family problem. She had left a note to her daughter
to take care of herself until she returned the next day. I quickly invited
Maureen to go out to eat with me at an inexpensive cafe a few blocks away.
We had an enjoyable meal and returned to the house. We went to my flat together
without even thinking about it. Maureen was thrilled that she had been invited
out on a real date and began to cuddle with me on my couch. I held her close to
me and soon our lips were pressed together and our hands were running over the
outside of our clothing. It all seemed so natural that the difference in our
ages was unimportant. I soon had her blouse off and she was urging me out of my
shirt. As I pulled my shirt over my head, I saw her hands reach behind her back
to unfasten her bra.
What a sight! Her breasts were firm orbs with large pink areoles, crowned with
perky, erect nipples. My lips were drawn to these as a bee is attracted to a
beautiful flower. I licked, sucked, and rubbed my lips on these perfect breasts
until I became aware of the effect I had brought abuot on Maureen. She was
moaning so softly that it was like a cat's purring. Her own hands were
sensuously rubbing my bare back and chest. When I removed my lips from her
nipples, her mouth sought out mine and me kissed deeply, our tongues probing
erotically.
"Oh, Todd dear, I have never felt like this," she sighed, "Don't ever stop what
you are doing to me."
"Never," I promised. I opened the buttons on her skirt and slid it down her legs
as she lifted herself up for me. I stood briefly and pulled my own trousers off,
carelessly letting them drop to the floor. As I resumed my place next to her, I
saw her eyes sweep over the large bulge in my undershorts.
My hand was soon inside her little panties, fingering and sliding over her outer
labia. Emboldened by her own caresses of my fully erect penis through the thin
fabric of my briefs, I began to slide a finger inside my young lover. She
groaned and pressed against me.
"Take them off, Todd," she whispered. "Take them off me."
I pulled her panties off as she again lifted her cute bottom from the cushion. I
slid my own briefs off and pushed her back. I moved down her naked body, kissing
and licking as a gradually lowered myself to the dark fuzz that marked her sex.
Gently, I spread her legs and allowed my tongue and lips to probe her now-wet
honeypot.
As I enjoyed her fresh, sweet pussy, Maureen, in turn, was becoming completely
aroused. Her slim, youthful hips began to gyrate against my eager mouth, and her
firm thighs clasped my head. It was only when she suddenly pulled her legs away
that I realized that she had been moaning and gasping from the joy I was
bringing to her. Her body humped against my face faster and then froze
completely.
"Ohhhhhh... myyyy... god..." she cried out. "Oh, Todd, dear Todd, what did you
do to me?" She lay there gasping and writhing with the residual pleasure of her
orgasm. As she recovered her breath, she looked down at me with a face so filled
with love that I knew she was mine forever.
"Todd, take me. Please, Todd, make me your woman," she gasped.
"Maureen honey, are you sure?" I asked, hoping for the right answer.
"Yes, my sweet lover, I want you right now," she whispered.
"Even if it hurts you a little?" I replied.
"I don't care," she moaned. "Do it! Do it now! I need you."
I moved upward over her slim body. She spread her legs apart, and I rubbed my
rigid cock between her outer lips to lubricate the head. Then I positioned the
tip over her vagina and pressed myself into her, but, before I could ram through
her virginity, Maureen lifted her pelvis and deflowered herself, leaving my cock
half-way inside her. I saw her face grimace with the pain, but soon she relaxed.
"There," she whispered, "It's done. Now I am all yours."
I began to slide in and out if her tight, slick cunt. Maureen lifted her legs up
and wrapped them around me. She felt so good, so right. I began to feel my semen
boiling up inside me. Thankfully, I had some of my wits about me and pulled out.
"I don't want to make you pregnant," I gasped. "Make me come with your hand." As
she reached toward my prick, I instructed her how to wank me off. Soon she had
me grasped with both her little hands. In a minute I groaned loudly as my cum
spurted lasciviously over her naked, young flesh, leaving droplets of my thick
semen all over her front.
Afterwards we showered together, giggling and kissing, and went to bed, nakedly
entwined in our sleep. In the morning we dressed and she cooked me a huge
breakfast in her mother's apartment. I was helping her to clean up the dishes,
when her mother came home. She only smiled and greeted us, unaware of what had
occurred in her absence.
I didn't mention that the reason I decided to live off campus was that I was
older than the other students, having served four years in the Air Force. Now,
here I am, a twenty-five years old guy with a fifteen year old girl friend, no,
not a girl friend, a lover.
Is that right? Really, tell me!
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