Archive-name: First/vickie04.txt
Archive-author: Solitaire
Archive-title: Vickie - 4
Friday Night - FINALLY!!!
After Wednesday's naked romp through my neighbor's backyard I was
ready for anything on Friday. I put a heavy blanket and two towels in
the trunk as she had instructed, had my handy foil-wrapped Trojan in my
wallet, a full tank of gas, and a freshly showered and scented body as
I walked up to her door, anticipating everything but willing to settle
nearly anything. Vickie's brother opened the door and walked
disgustedly into the back room, not even telling Vickie that I was
there. I waited for a few minutes, and, when no one came into the
room, walked uneasily toward the back of the house, looking in the
doors as I passed. When I got to her room, she was standing in front
of the full length mirror, posing and turning and looking simply
beautiful.
She had let her hair down so it caressed her shoulders instead of
the pony tail she normally wore, and as she twirled, her skirt rose up
her thighs revealing her legs that, even though thin, seemed to be the
most beautiful things I had seen. Suddenly she caught my reflection in
the mirror and turned and ran to me, leaping up to hug me around the
neck and plastering her teenage body against mine as her lips and
tongue flicked into my mouth. She smelled of soap and flowers, lust
and desire, all at the same time. Sliding down to the floor, she took
my hand and walked me to my car, sliding in the driver's door to sit in
the middle of the seat. As I started the car she asked me again if I
had the blanket and towels. Confirming that I did, I started down the
block. As I drove, we alternately entered and left the pools of light
from the street lamps until we reached a section where the lights had
been shot out by some unknown vandals seeking excitement of any kind.
Vickie told me to pull over and stop the car, which I did,
wondering "Why here? This can't be where we're going to do it," or at
least I was hoping that this wasn't the spot. As I turned to her, she
slid across the seat until her back was against the door. "Oh just
fucking great! Now she's decided to become a DDH (that's Dam'n Door
Hugger, for you youngsters) just when I thought I was going to finally
do it!" I thought to myself, my mind whirling in confusion.
"Did you wear any underwear?" she asked, waiting for my negative
nod. "I didn't wear any either. Would you like to see?" as she began
to unbutton her blouse, pulling the tails from her skirt and letting me
see her naked chest in the faint glow of the dash lights. She reached
the side of her skirt and undid the zipper with a metallic rasp,
raising her hips to slide it down to the floor, leaving her completely
naked.
Now I don't know about you, but being naked in the backyard was one
thing, but this was something else. Anyone driving down the road or
walking on the sidewalk would have seen her body, tinted green from the
dash lights, sitting completely naked beside me. I'm sure my mouth
hung open in surprise as she lay down on the seat, facing the back, and
put her head in my lap.
"Well, go on. You know where we're going. When we get to the
store, let me know. Until then, I want to feel the wind on my body and
your hands on my tits. Let me do the shifting," she said with a
giggle, "but watch out since I've never done it from down here."
Instant erection!! The surprise and worry about being seen
dissipated with the soft touch of her hair as she turned on her back
and ground my gears until I finally had the presence of mind to step on
the clutch.
I still don't know how I got out of town. We had to go onto the
main highway, past all the drive-ins and stores with their lights
acting as spotlights on her naked body lying across my seat. She
pulled my right hand to her chest and gently brushed my fingers across
her erect nipples, letting them bend and recover as each finger danced
across her small tits. I pulled each nipple in turn, twisting and
turning it as she had taught me, and I could smell her lust starting to
penetrate my senses as her hands went to her own crotch where I could
see them moving slowly up and down, rubbing her clit.
We were well out of town (she had selected a spot about 40 miles
away on the river) when I heard her gasping for breath and watched as
her hands started to increase in speed, rubbing quickly up and down her
cunt as she approached climax. "Fuck that" I thought to myself,
"she'll have to wait for me too." as I reached down and grabbed her
wrist, pulling her hand from her pleasure pit. She fought like a
wildcat, but I was able to fend off each hand as it tried to get back
between her legs, and her moans rose in frustration as she was left on
the edge of orgasm, unable to get over.
Finally she seemed resigned to waiting, which was a good thing
since we were at the little country store she had described. She sat
up and kissed my cheek, whispering that I was right, she would wait
until we could both cum together. She directed me to drive down some
dirt roads and pasture lanes until we finally reached the river bank
where I parked, extinguishing the headlights and leaving us bathed in
the warm, soft glow from the full moon, lighting the landscape as if in
early morning. As I started to open my door, she stopped me and told
me to sit and contemplate the beauty of the scene.
I have to admit that it was pretty. The river bank was covered
with an indistinct bramble of undergrowth, the trees standing erect
into the moonlight as we could see flashes of glimmer from the moon's
reflection on the water. Off to the right was a field of grass, the
tops waving gently in the soft breezes blowing off the hill. It was
very peaceful and very silent.
But my mind was totally on beauty of another sort. Beside me was a
naked sprite who's white body gleamed in the soft illumination of the
moon, her nipples making dark statements as her chest rose and fell
with her soft breathing. Lower down I could almost make out the dusky
bramble between her legs as I watched her fingers idly stroking up and
down, maintaining the excitement, but not increasing it.
She turned and grabbed my neck and kissed me with all her strength,
the sweetness of her breath combining with the lusty aroma from between
her legs causing my prick to pulsate with pleasure. "Let's go. You
get the blanket and I'll pick the spot. Oh, yes, take off your clothes
before you come. I want to watch you walk to me," she said as she
opened her door and danced into the bright moonlight in the field.
As I stripped, my erection was about to become extremely
uncomfortable as I watched her twirling and dancing naked in the
moonlight, looking for all the world like the pictures I had seen of
fairies. I got the blanket and towels out of the trunk and walked
self-consciously toward her, aware with every step of my erection
poking proudly before me like a knight's lance. I tried to cover
myself with the blanket until she warned me that, if I did, she would
run away and I'd never find her.
As I reached her side, her soft hand went down and grabbed my
prick, squeezing it as she leaned up to kiss me, her hand working up
and down my shaft and bringing a groan from deep in my throat.
Releasing my cock, she helped me spread the blanket on the soft grass,
mashing it into our mattress as we lay together on our backs, looking
at the moon, our fingers intertwined as we held hands like new lovers,
which we were about to become.
Turning, she raised up on one elbow and looked down into my face.
"I want to look at you all over and touch you all over," she said as
her hair gently caressed her shoulders and my cheeks. "Just lie there
and let me explore."
For the next few minutes I was treated to the glory of having a
knowledgeable teenage waif gently touch and kiss my body, her touch
like feathers and her kisses drawing the fire into each place she
sucked. My nipples felt like they would burst, they were so hard. Her
cheeks and lips rubbed across their surface as her tongue flicked out
to moisten their way. I could feel the coolness of the night on the
spots where her saliva hadn't dried, and I shivered with the feeling.
"Oh you poor baby, you're cold. Let mama warm you up," she said as
she put her entire length against me, lying down my body, one leg
inserted between mine, and her soft stomach pressing my manhood into my
own abdomen. Her lips gently nibbled at mine as she wouldn't let me
participate in any way. I felt her slide down until she had one nipple
in her mouth, suckling and nibbling with her teeth, the alternate
softness and pain sending sparks shooting to my groin where they
collected in my cock.
Looking down, I couldn't see her face shrouded by her hair as she
kissed her way across my flat belly, her tongue flicking into my navel
and causing slurping sounds as she tried to recapture the saliva she
had dripped into its bowl. I could feel her tits, nipples as hard as
marbles, digging into my cock as she twisted her chest from side to
side, dragging my cock with her buds of pleasure.
She got to her knees between my legs and put her soft hand on my
cock, pulling it straight erect, the blood engorged muscle trying to
return to its more prone position. Looking me in the eye, she leaned
forward and gently let her tongue flick out to wash across the top of
the shaft, and I moaned her name with the sensation. Her lips pursed
and she gave my cock a wet, sloppy kiss, but she didn't take it into
her mouth. As I was just about to erupt in her face, she pulled back
and told me to turn over.
Reluctantly I complied, my erection poking a hole in the soft grass
mat as it poked uncomfortably out, making me think of sleeping on a
tent pole. I felt her hands massaging the muscles of my back as her
hands worked lower and lower until they were on my ass. I could feel
the strength of her hands as she worked the muscles, massaging them
with her fingers. I closed my eyes and gave myself over to the
sensations flooding my senses. Unconsciously my hips began their
hunching, trying to find relief from the tension. Suddenly I felt a
hard SLAP on my ass. Before I could react, two more swats rained down
on my unprotected buttocks.
"Hey," I shouted angrily, trying to turn over and evade the
spanking. As I reached my back, she grabbed my cock again right near
the head, and let her fingers milk the head, the friction causing an
unbearable tension in me. I reached for her hand, the pleasure too
painful to continue, but she ducked her head and let her tongue lick
the surface, her saliva creating the lubrication that turned pain into
pleasure again, as she let herself down, her body on top of mine and
her lips raised for a kiss.
"Now it's my turn," I told her as I twisted out from under her,
flipping her onto her back in the process. Her arms and legs went out
in a large "X", leaving me complete freedom to do anything I wanted.
Putting both hands on her face, I raised her head to kiss me as I knelt
at her side, touching her only with my hands for the time being.
Gently I let her head back and she shut her eyes, trusting me and
letting me have her body to do with as I wished.
I let my hands slide down her neck to her chest where I caressed
the swelling mounds of her breasts, my fingers evading her nipples and
touching only the sweet whiteness. Her body wriggled as she tried to
get contact with my fingers, but I put each hand on her rib cage as I
leaned over and let a strand of saliva drop from my tongue directly
onto each nipple, the bead gleaming brightly in the moonlight. I could
see goosebumps forming on the soft swelling of her tit as she shuddered
from the sudden chill as a breeze evaporated the wetness. Using just
one finger from each hand, I massaged the slippery moistness into her
red buds, each one swelling into its full length, her moans of pleasure
reassuring me that I was pleasing her.
As I worked my way toward her cunt, my lips and tongue leaving wet
trails glistening in the moonlight, her body gently twisted and moved
in response to the pleasure. I put my knees between her wide-spread
legs and bent over for a better look.
"Dam'n!!" A cloud obscured the moon, turning our field into a
black hole. Looking up, she giggled as she realized that it would be
many minutes before the cloud scudded out of the way.
"Do you want to look at me?" she questioned. Of course not! Here
I had the chance of a lifetime and I wasn't going to take it? As I
nodded, she jumped up and ran towards the car, disappearing into the
darkness with the second step. I ran after her, following her sounds
and trusting that she was going the right way. I heard the soft rustle
of the river as I bumped into her from behind, my prick contacting her
about seven inches before the rest of me.
"Get in the car and turn on the lights," she said, reaching behind
and grabbing me quickly as she danced away. I leaned in the open
window and pulled the light knob, bathing the pasture in its unnatural
light. Right in front of the beam stood Vickie, as naked as the day
she was born, her hands in her hair and her legs spread widely, letting
me see the glistening pussy juices coating her pubic hair. "Well, come
on and look. You ought to be able to see with all this light."
Kneeling in front of her, I looked closely at the first woman's
cunt I had ever seen except in drawings. It was beautiful!! Dark
curls framed the "V" of her mons, the hairs glistening with the
overflow from her pussy. Pink lips poked wetly from between her legs
hanging below the hairs that became sparse toward her vagina,
completely exposing the sweet softness of her pussy. Shereached down
and spread the lips using the fingers of one hand. At the top of her
cunt was a little pink pearl gleaming in my headlights. I touched it
and watched it grow, erecting like a miniature penis, to stand pointing
downward as my fingers bumped over its surface, drawing a gasp from her
lips.
"Tilt your ass so I can see further," I requested, searching for
sight of her vaginal opening, looking to see its beauty in the shadows
between her legs. Her butt moved forward, but I still couldn't see and
I tried to force my face further between her legs.
Giggling at my dilemma, she told me to wait as she sat down and
reclined on her elbows, raising and spreading her knees to give me full
access to her womanhood. I formed three fingers into a cone and slid
them toward her vaginal opening, feeling the warmth and moisture
coating my fingertips as they progressed. I forced my hand up her
cunt, drawing a moan of pleasure from her lips as she reached down to
use her own fingers to spread her pussy lips, giving me more access.
As my fingers alternately disappeared and reappeared as I finger-
fucked her cunt, her pussy juices were overflowing, creating a white
lather on my knuckles and running in rivulets down her thighs. I felt
her hand grasping for me, finding my hardness and caressing it softly
as the excitement built in her slender body. With a loud cry and a
spasming of her body, she came, her body bent at the waist as I
continued to force my hand up her cunt, twisting and turning to
multiply her pleasures.
Her fingers clasped the head of my cock and squeezed, her palm
turning and creating an unbearable tension and I felt my sperm start
its hot, burning flow through my prick, erupting into her hand and
dripping from her fingers as my hips jerked back and forth
uncontrollably.
Finally she grabbed my wrist and begged me to stop. As I pulled
from her cunt, I could see the opening continuing its spasms, opening
and closing, searching involuntarily for my fingers to continue their
pleasure giving.
We collapsed beside each other, both too exhausted to move, and too
sated to do anything else. Lying there I felt the most tenderness and
love I had had to that point. Some minutes later she rolled to her
side and kissed me, telling me that now it was time for the real thing.
Her exact words, as best as I can remember, were, "I want to feel you
inside me, your hard cock sliding inside me until you cum. I want to
feel your power and your love."
After turning off the lights, we walked back to the blanket hand in
hand, the moon again revealing the sweet contours of her body as she
walked closely beside me. "Put on your rubber," she told me as she lay
back, spreading her limbs, at one with the evening air. I scrambled
around to find my pants and get my wallet out of the back pocket. I
tore the foil and found what looked like a ring instead of what I had
assumed to be tubular, like my cock. Confusion showing on my face,
Vickie sat up and took the condom and placed it on my cock, the ring
fitting below the head before she unrolled it. I still remember the
smell, the pungent aroma of latex and lubricant, and the feeling of
slippery constriction as my shaft was covered in the thin material.
Vickie let her hand slide quickly up and down the shaft, drawing a moan
from my throat as I felt the movement starting to well up from my
balls.
She lay back, knees in the air, and guided me into her cunt.
Warmth. Softness. Tender smoothness. Warmth. I remember to today
the feelings of her cunt as I slipped easily in, bottoming only when my
pelvis met hers.
"Don't move," she said. "Feel that? Can you feel me squeezing
you? I'm going to milk you with my pussy. Does that feel good?"
I felt a pulsation enclosing my prick, tenderly squeezing it as she
manipulated her internal muscles. It grasped my shaft about half way
up its length, its pulsations at one with my heart beat, driving me
crazy with longing for more. I kissed her lips and tried to get my
fingers on her nipples as she giggled and squeezed faster and harder.
"Pull out for a minute," she said as she turned onto her knees, her
ass high in the air before me, completely submissive to my desires.
"Now stick it in. Fuck me with that thing. Shove it all the way up in
me and make me cum."
Her buttocks gleamed in the moonlight like a white mountain of pure
pleasure as I adjusted my position and sank my entire length into her
sopping wet pussy, my balls banging against her fingers which were
frigging her own clit. She was so warm and smooth inside, her vaginal
muscles contracting around my cock in loving adoration.
Slowly I became aware of sounds. My entire being had been
concentrated in my cock, but now sound penetrated, providing counter
point and stimulus to my lust. Vickie was moaning with a soft "Uhh"
each time I bottomed in her sweet pussy. My own voice, coming from
some foreign source, was repeating her name softly, over and over. But
in the background, and nearly drowning our voices, was the wetness of
our coupling playing its steady tune of sloshing sounds in steady
concert to our fuck.
Twice before I came for the first time in a woman's soft love
channel, her back stiffened and then arched as she began a staccato
movement back onto my cock, capturing it deeply within her and moving
quickly an inch in and out as her pussy walls frantically clutched at
my prick.
"Stop. I can't take anymore," she said as she slid forward to lie
on her stomach leaving me hanging, frustrated, and unfulfilled. She
rolled over and looked at me as she took my cock in her hand, feeling
my strength and power. "Poor baby. You didn't cum yet, did you? Lie
down and mommy'll make you feel all better."
As I lay back, a cloud obscured the moon once again, depriving me
of the pleasure of watching this teenage sprite impale herself on my
manhood and fuck me to fulfillment. Instead, all my senses were
concentrated on touch...on the touch of her hands as she grabbed my
cock...on the touch of her thighs as she straddled my prone body...the
softness and cloying warmth of her pussy as she sank down, completely
engulfing my prick in her body...the cool wetness as her pussy juices
overflowed and ran down my balls...the sharp white pain as she leaned
over and took one nipple between her teeth, biting and worrying that
bundle of exposed nerve endings like a dog with a bone...the clutching,
clinging, massaging of her vaginal muscles as she brought me to my
first climax in a woman's cunt...the nearly unbearable tension and
tickling...the spasmodic clinching of my buttocks, driving my hot cum
up from my balls...the glorious feeling of relief and release as my
cock erupted, filling the end of the condom with my lust...the gentle
afterglow as I felt myself still protected inside her body, kissing her
sweetly and tenderly, our lusts sated for the moment.
EPILOGUE
Less than 2 weeks after that last episode, Vickie's mother moved the
family to Baltimore where she could get a better job. Vickie and I
fucked every night until she left, even fucking at 4:00 on the last
afternoon in the backseat of my Ford on a turn-off by the river, the
condensation from our passion the only barrier from prying eyes.
Vickie, if you ever read this, know how much I loved you, know how much
I wanted to marry you, but it really wouldn't have worked out. Our
love was something special, and, in reality, the culmination in
intercourse wasn't nearly as exciting as the passage to fulfillment.
You took a gangly 16 year old and gave him something that he's
remembered for all these years.
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