Archive-name: First/summer.txt
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Archive-title: Summer


Here's a story I wrote about five or six years ago when I was about
fifteen or sixteen. I look at it and groan now. But it was lying around
on an old computer tape so I thought I might as well bung it on.
Anyway, if you can put up with the rambling of a frustrated fifteen
year old virgin, read on. There isnt really a title, but if you really
need one, call it "Summer".

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    It was mid-day, and the heat of the summer sun, combined    
with the heat of her lust had produced small beads of           
perspiration on her forehead. She lay back on the luxurious four
poster bed, wearing only a flimsy, see-through nightdress and   
watched him undress. He climbed onto the bed and began to run   
his fingers through her light brown hair. He paused, and then,  
in one swift movement, violently ripped the nightdress from her 
slender body. She started to say something, but he placed two   
fingers on her lips. Then, slowly, he began to move his hand    
along her body, down her neck, down, over her breasts, pausing  
to fondle her erect nipples and then continuing the journey,    
down over her stomach, and then, into the pubic region, to make 
contact with her hot, erect clitty. She gasped, and then, as he 
began to move his hand backwards and forwards, over her pussy   
lips, she began to moan deeply. As he speeded up, she arched her
back, matching his movements with movements of her own. Then,   
her clitty started quivering and she collapsed, signalling the  
start of a glorious orgasm. Her juices ran out, on to his hand, 
and he brought it back up to her mouth, where she licked his    
fingers clean. Sensing that she was ready, he knelt between her 
legs and began to insert his prick into her ready cunt. He      
encountered resistance.                                         
    "Are you sure you want this?" he asked.                     
    "Yes." she replied,desperately.                             
    He pushed and she yelled, as her hymen, the symbol of her   
virginity was lost,forever. He began with a slow, in-out        
movement to which she responded by wriggling her hips to get    
more of the beautiful feelings that he gave her . This excited  
him , and he began to speed up. She started moaning,"Yes,Yes."  
and calling out his name. He reached down with his left hand and
began to play with her clitoris,his right teasing her hard      
nipples. The pace quickened. She shivered and the red flush     
passing over her body indicated that she was reaching the height
of her orgasm. In her excitement, she raked his back with her   
long nails, drawing blood, then, reached up and bit his neck. He
shuddered and she gasped as his hot spunk shot into her insides.
He collapsed onto her , and they embraced in a passionate kiss. 
    "Right bitch." he said,"just for that,you can suck me off." 
    He crawled up to the top of the bed and dangled his still   
erect prick near her mouth. She stuck out her tongue and started
to lick off their combined love juices. Then, she swallowed his 
prick. He groaned and began to move his hips backwards and      
forwards,fucking her mouth. She began sucking and he groaned    
again as the pleasure increased.She began to play with his balls
and the base of his cock with her long, slender fingers and the 
look of ecstasy on his face increased with the added sensations.
Finally, with one final thrust he came. She swallowed his spunk 
as it came in three long spurts and shuddered as she reached her
own, private orgasm.                                            
    He climbed into the shower cubicle to wash off his limp cock
and she got in beside him. Before long, his erection had        
regained it's former glory, and with a smile, she jumped up,    
wrapping her legs around his waist, gravity pulling her down    
around his prick. Their mouths met, and all through, they       
kissed, connecting both top and bottom. He was holding her neat 
arse in his hands, and he dug in with his short nails, causing  
her to increase the speed of her strokes, the ecstasy being     
amplified by the sound of the water beating off the shower      
curtain and running down their young, naked bodies. After what  
seemed like hours, they both gave a grunt of contentment as they
came together,the pleasure of her orgasm highlighted by the four
jets of spunk that seemed to hit the very top of her womb, and  
his by the squeezing,quivering of the muscles in her vagina wall
as she had a cataclismic, mind-blowing orgasm. They both        
finished showering and got dressed. They left the apartment,    
trying to look normal as possible, but she was sure that        
everyone they met knew what had gone on that afternoon.         

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