Date: Mon, 8 Nov 2004 06:06:44 -0800 (PST)
From: 69
Subject: Hollie Part 2

More than two weeks had passed since I last saw
Hollie. I never really thought about her nor did I
feel the need to call her or to see her, but honestly
in some ways I missed her. Perhaps a better
description would be that I missed her like a reader
mourning the end of a really good book.

Funny how two people could meet, have an incredibly
intimate and gloriously sexual experience and yet be
so far apart in age, maturity, and so many other
aspects. According to social rules and norms, our
affair should never have been, but it had been and we
had to live with it. That intense night of physical
exchange altered our lives, mine for the better, but
Hollie I worried about. I worried that she would
awaken one morning full of remorse and bitterness
toward me for taking her virginity, but then again,
what was I worried about? She came to me.

Hollie, for all practical purposes, had disappeared
from the earth. Riley never really spoke of her during
that time nor did I, on an off chance, note anything
in the caller ID on the telephones. Curious for the
most part, I thought about her maybe once a day, about
how awesome her womanhood smelled and tasted and the
way she felt as she made love with me. I wasn't about
to ask Riley anything about her, knowing that her
curiosity would fuel suspicion.

A day later, while at my computer, a knock at the
backdoor really surprised me. I got up from my desk a
bit annoyed that someone had the nerve to enter
through my backyard gate and try to get my attention.
There I was, in the midst of a manuscript, unable to
escape the world, the noise, the clutter of life
passing by. Six phone calls, two knocks at the front
door, and now some fool knocking at the back door had
set me on edge. I needed a break!

As I popped through the den, grumbling curses, she was
right there. Hollie, of course. No longer missing.
Smiling and as gorgeous as ever, she was standing on
the other side of the glass door, waiting patiently
with a buldging backpack slung over her shoulder, sexy
bare legs, and a tight, clinging red top.

Amazing.

All my worries and stress from the day melted away,
drizzled, and pooled somewhere around the very
foundation of my reasonable nature. I was an
intelligent sort, with a bright future, wonderful
children and zero sex life. At that moment, however,
my intelligence could muster only a weak smile and a
stupid little, "How do." wave of my hand.

She waved back, a quizzical expression across her face
as if to say, "Hello. Now may I come in?" Of course it
wasn't in a mean way, but in her own sassy, cute way,
with her hands on her hips and a sexy pout that could
make a 2 by 4 leak precum.

She put her hand on the doorknob and turned it. I was
sure it was locked but working the magic she always
did, the door swung open with a creak and a rattle.
She saucily flowed into the room, closing the door
behind her and resting against it.

"Well aren't you going to tell me hello?"

"Sure." I said, trying to muster up Mr. Cool. I walked
over to her, and put my hand to her face. Her skin was
so beautiful, white, and smooth. She wore a pair of
blue jean shorts that redefined short and were at
least a size too small, emphasizing the curves of her
hips and making a sort of pouting v-shape down south.
The fabric was pulled so tightly against her precious
skin that her pubic mound was perfectly visible. In a
full stare, I followed her zipper from the bottom to
her belly button to the clingiest camisole known to
man. It definitely emphsized her curves and mounds of
her small but full breasts. Lordy, my dick hurt so
much. I leaned to her and lightly kissed her moist
lips. She responded by putting her arms around my neck
and parting my lips with her tongue. It was starting
already. I was falling fast, hard, and helplessly.

Then it occurred to me as I broke our kiss and held
her back a little, "Hollie, I haven't showered yet,
and it's nearly 1 in the afternoon. Let me get cleaned
up and maybe we can get some lunch or something."

"Hey. No sweat, dude. I'm starving..." She said in her
usual playful manner and hugged me. "...but not for
food." She looked up and winked. "We have all week,
you know. You do know that it's Spring Break, right?"

This girl is smart. She's already figured it out --
I'm generally clueless.

"Uh, yeah, I know, but you mean all week for what?"

"What do you think I mean? Fuck each other silly,
smart guy." She leaned against me, rubbing pressing
her crotch against mine.

"Geez! Thank goodness you're one of the hottest men I
know; makes up for lack of brains."

She pranced away from me. My eyes transfixed on her
very hot bubble butt. She continued, "Sorry I've been
out of touch, but I thought that would be best for
us."

"Oh. Uh. Ok. Um. Well...that's ok. But we...I mean
my..." Mr. Cool, you see, was poetic in stone age
"grunt-ology." I was such a classic looser.

"But hell nothing!  You know you are a free man. I
called Riley on her cell phone; she said she's 1000
miles away with her mom, brother and sister. Nuff
said?"

"I guess, but what about your...." I stumbled around
trying to cover all the bases and getting more nervous
by the moment. She was here alone with me. That was
enough to make me have a seizure on the spot. Not that
I didn't want her here; oh did I want her, but no
plans, no thinking, no nothing, but Hollie. Oh I get
it. What more would I need?

"They've all gone to California for the week, right.
So, I'm staying with Aunt Brittany. I convinced my
parents that I didn't want to miss an important," she
held her fingers up to show quote/unquote, "dance
class and two sleepovers and I talked Brittany into
letting me stay here, at your house."

"What? You didn't. Hollie what are you thinking?"

"I told her everything about us, that you have the
hots for me and that we fucked really hard."

"Hollie, was that a good idea?"

"Actually, it was. She and I do it all the time. She
loves to eat my pussy." Hollie smiled, after she
realized that she admitted to having sex with another
girl.

"No shit? She eats you?"

"Yeah, it's hot. And we 69 a lot. But me staying with
you is not totally for free."

"OMG she is hot...er...I mean...you uh, we." Mr. Cool at it
again...stumble...stumble.

"She wants to do it with us too."

A lump formed in my throat, seconded only by bulge in
my shorts. Breathing was becoming a challenge. I was
the horniest man alive and being tortured by the
sexiest enchantress who ever lived. "Hollie, this is
getting better by the moment," but the odor emanating
from my body was offending me. "I better go shower," I
said to her as I turned and headed up stairs.

"OK, I'll be right here watching TV." She winked and
watched me walk up stairs.

>From the top of the staircase, I could she her
reclining on my billowy chair and ottoman. Her long
legs were stretched out and crossed, delicate and
soft. Her camisole top clung to her chest outlining
her awesomely beautiful breasts and erect nipples. A
trickle of precum oozed from my dick and started to
rundown my leg. I glanced down to see a wet spot
forming on my jeans.

Trying to hurry, it didn't take me long to strip and
jump in the shower. It was warm and perfect. I was
being careful not to touch my aching balls or erect
dick out of fear that I would blow two weeks worth of
cum all over the shower. Maybe that wouldn't be such a
bad deal, but I wanted every sexual encounter and
moment to be Hollie's.

The washrag felt especially good against my sensitive
nipples, as it brushed against them and the warm jets
of water teased them. Maybe I was weird for playing
with my man tits so much, but it really felt good when
I tweaked them. I reached for the shampoo, leaving my
nipples at rest because the stimulation was making my
dick twitch with each pass of the fabric. I knew it
would make me cum. As lather built up on my dark hair,
the shower door opened then closed.

"Hollie?" I asked.

The only reply was a pair of soft hands and arms
enveloping me from behind and the cool skin of a young
fleshy body snuggling against my tanned, wet skin. I
felt the hard nipples of her breasts press against my
back. Her small pile of pubic hair brushed and tickled
against the cheeks of my ass. She kissed my back
between my shoulder blades and lightly licked my skin.

"Hmmmm. You feel so good to me. I have missed you.
Sorry about intruding. I just couldn't wait."  She
said.

Feeling my knees weaken, I could only give a whisper
of a reply, "I have missed you too, especially this."

"You like my hugs?"

"Yeah. Your hugs feel nice. Your skin is so sexy, so
soft and smooth. Even though it was only one night, it
really felt good to have you next to me and..." The
words weren't flowing and my nerve continued to
falter. "...And I loved making love to you."

"Mmmmm. That was really hot. You were so good. I hope
you weren't frustrated with me, being my first time."

"You were perfect, Hollie."

"Do you still like all my freckles?"

"Freckles. Ha. Those are angel kisses, my dear, all
the more freckles for me to kiss. Maybe I can lick
them off."

"Ouuuu, yes. You could try."

As I rinsed the shampoo from my hair, Hollie released
me and helped me with the rest. Her fingers were
gentle but strong as she began to massage my scalp,
sending waves of relaxation through my body. Her
nipples again brushed against my back as she worked
the tension from my head. Slight chills traveled down
my spine. Her wonderful hands began to massage my neck
and shoulders turning me with each passing second into
a lump of clay.

As she worked her way down my back she slid her arms
around my torso again, pressed her body next to mine
and again held me close and tight for a couple of
minutes more.

She released her warm breath on my back with a sigh
and spoke the most enduring words, "Over the past
couple of weeks I wondered what it would be like to be
with you. I mean, to be with you forever."

When Hollie said this, I wasn't sure what to say. I
could feel the slight rise and fall of her chest from
her steady breath. I knew this young girl looked much
older than she was though hardly a year removed from
her pre-pubescent years.  Maybe we could or should
have chalked this up to curiosity but the chemistry
was too strong, too appealing, having the shape of a
living and breathing relationship.

She continued, "I mean, the way you made me feel the
other night. I don't believe anyone else will ever
compare equally to you." She kissed my back again,
loosened her arms. I turned to face her, pulled her
thin body close to mine, one hand settling on the
small of her back, the other cradling her head. I
rested my cheek against the top of her head, and then
kissed her there.

"Hollie, you are very special to me. What you just
said...that's how I feel too."

"Really?" She lifted her head so our eyes would meet.
Splashes from the shower dripped and drizzled across
her face. Soft and pink, her lips were so inviting, so
delicate. Her eyes were such deep blue, enchanting.
Unable to withstand her beautiful and loving gaze, our
lips touched. A flood of passion and memories overtook
any sense of restraint I might have called upon. Of
all memories to rush forward, the first kiss from a
girl I loved more than the air I breathed pushed my
passion deeper. I began to tremble. She broke our kiss
and rested her head on my chest.

"That was really nice. You kiss so beautifully."

God she could describe things in such as way as to
melt my heart and leave my spirit begging for her to
never leave my side.

"I really do like you." I replied. "But we should go
very slowly and carefully so that neither of us gets
hurt." What the hell was I just saying? This is my
daughter's best friend. In my life things like this
had happened, things that shouldn't, but did; however,
this was going too far, too much risk. People go to
jail for a long....

"Are you afraid?" She held her head away from me and
turned her body. Still my arms enshrouded her,
protected her. Her body leaned against mine. How to
answer this question, I had no idea. As a measure of
avoidance, I always resorted to humor.

''Afraid of you, all tiny five foot six of you? HA!" I
mockingly laughed. I could tell she smiled a cutie
kind of smile. "No Hollie dear. Not afraid. Not at
all. Concerned, a little. If we should get cau...."

"Caught? Is that what's bugging you. There's no way.
If anyone asks, I'll simply deny it. You're not
abusing me, and for now, if anyone cares, you have
never touched me. I came to you and don't ever forget
that." Hollie never had a problem getting directly to
the point and had clarity of perception that was
frightening to see in a very young teenage beauty.

"Hollie girl, there is no doubt that I trust you. You
are very special to me."

"Don't you realize," she continued, "You're the one
who's been abused, Bob. That bitch you married. You
deserved better. Of course she was hot, big tits and
all. But you knew she was fucking around on you and
you being the nice guy, just turned you head."

"How the hell do you know so much?"

She smiled and kissed my chest. "I'm glad you trust
me, because I...well..." She paused, looking away. I knew
what she wanted to say, but as she always does, she
amazed me with her mature level of restraint.

"Yes. Go on."

"I care very deeply for you."

At that point, I turned her around to face me and just
kissed her. I don't know why I was connected to her as
a long time soul mate would be but her unmistakable
feeling of connectedness was there. I have no clue
where she learned it, but her tongue was so sensual as
it found its way to mine. At that point, nothing
mattered any more because then and there I was simply
her lover, hers to hold, feel, touch, and to be with,
even forever, if that was what she really wanted. Our
kisses heated our desires and feelings for one
another. I pulled her tightly next to me, her heart
pounding and reverberating within my own. Her legs
spread slightly as I stepped and leaned into her with
a lover's grace and balance, holding her in my arms,
feeling the desperate clinging of her arms around me.
We kissed, tongues, lips, our whole being joining in
that moment to engrave our love on one another's
hearts.

My hands held and caressed her hips and ass and
fingers passed playfully against her small pile of
pubic hair. Yes, I was falling for her. Middle-aged
and in a deep relationship with the most beautiful
young woman on earth, I was ready to let all my
inhibitions fall, caution, regard, planning,
everything just fall.

Her hips began to thrust ever so slightly, rubbing her
heat against my leg, and my own against hers. She
began to moan, between each labored breath, which was
drawing me closer to climax. The pain in my balls and
groin was going intense. Nature was taking hold
guiding the course of action to soon play out.

As a friend once said, "A hard dick has no
conscience."  I reached over and turned off the
shower, wrapped a towel over our dripping bodies as
best I could and opened the shower door. We never
broke our kiss, even when I lifted her in my strong
arms and delicately proceeded into the bedroom then
slid our bodies onto the bed.

Kissing, thrusting, licking, smelling, hearing, all
the parts and pieces of hot, sticky sex had fallen
into place, and I was determined to make love to this
young woman and make her happier than any woman could
ever have dreamed possible. Her hands explored my back
as I kissed from her lips along her cheeks and down
her neck. I knew what lay further beyond her gorgeous
face, but I wasn't ready to part with it, though I
felt that at any moment I would shoot my orgasm all
over her with merely the slightest stimulation.

"Oh god, Bob, I'm so hot, I want you so much. Mmmmm."
She kept moaning, breathing deep each time I paused
and sucked and nibbled the flesh along her neck and
down every inch of her shoulders.

>From the pale light filtering into the bedroom, I
stopped for only a second to raise up on my elbows and
just look at her face, eyes closed, a sprinkling of
perfectly placed freckles, and long eyelashes; but,
seeing her lips would sent a surge into my manhood,
hardening it and making me leak heavily more precum.

"I'm going to make love to you all afternoon, Hollie.
We are going to stay right here until the sun rises
tomorrow."

"Oh my, yes. You have to fuck me now. Oh my god, I'm
so horny, fuck me. Please Bob, I'm dying."

"All in good time. In good time."

She began thrusting her hips harder against mine. Her
legs were trembling with the anticipation of tightly
wound orgasmic release.  I positioned my dick so that
it was on her pubic mound and my full, tight balls
were crammed against the gentle, soft folds of her
pussy. Her legs instantly spread and wrapped around my
waste, her heels pulling me closer to her and trying
to force a faster rhythm.

"Oh shit, I'm just going to explode!" She yelled.

At that, I lifted myself, and kissed around her
beautiful breasts. Careful not to touch her nipples or
areola, I licked, nibbled and sucked all around her
rock hard nipples, causing her breasts to engorge
making her nipples all the more sensitive. I had read
about women who could orgasm just from certain
stimulation to their nipples. I wanted to know if
Hollie was that type of woman. Across each nipple I
licked a solid lick long and deliberate.

"That feels so awesome." She said, her abdominal
muscles, jerking and flexing.

She grabbed my hand and guided it against her pussy,
pressing my fingers between her lips. I let my fingers
lightly trace against her pubic mound and the thick
moist folds of her womanhood. She was so incredibly
wet that my hand dripped droplets of her honey on her
chest as I reached up to coat her nipples. The smell
was intoxicating as I licked clean her juices from my
fingers.

Then with the greatest care, I gently took one of my
lover's nipples in my mouth, applying only the
slightest sucking pressure.

"Ohhh.  MMMMmm," she moaned between long, deep
breaths.

I cupped her other breast in my hand, gently holding
it, feeling the soft, delicate mound, squeezing then
releasing letting my palm brush across the very tip of
her hard, swollen nipple.

We kept this going for five minutes or so. Her
breathing was deepening with each second that passed.
I kissed from one nipple to the next sucking,
nibbling, squeezing, pinching until she began to
tremble and yelled, "Don't stop! I'm cum...oh don't
st....bite my nipp....mmmmm, OH SHIT!"

>From her waist to her shoulders, her body arched, legs
stiff, her beautiful face contorted. A grinding
explosion of an orgasm all too intense left her
shaking, lost. She opened her eyes for only a second
or two until yet another orgasm began building within
her. I steadily continued my rhythm of sucking and
caressing her breasts. I believed that part of her
orgasm was the answer to her desires to be with me.
Her head was thrashing side to side on the pillows.
Sweat was beading up between her breasts, over her
forehead. She was irremovably in the middle of another
wave of mindless release.

"Oh my god...don't stop! It's happening again. Ohhh,
ah, I'm MMMMmm."

It was just incredible to be next to her while she was
experiencing orgasms beyond her wildest dreams. The
part really exciting me was that these wonderful
feelings were caused by her nipples.

"Stop. Oh my god, please, stop, I cant' go any more.
Oh my. Bob what was that? I mean..." she was breathing
so hard her words were broken and weak "...what the
heck just happened to me?"

"I'm not sure, I guess you just wanted this so badly
that you believed it, and it happened."

"Kiss me." She said. "Just kiss me and make love to
me."

I slipped down between her legs and nuzzled my face
into her damp, hairy pussy. Sweet milky nectar was
still seaping from between her pussy lips. Now more
than ever I wanted to slam my aching dick into her
beautiful womanhood. Instead, I inhaled her musty
scent deeply, allowing her to fill, touch, and consume
the very fabric of my existence. Then tenderly, my
lips kissed her directly on her swollen mound. My
tongue slipped in between her soft pink flesh,
scooping the sweet flowing juices into my mouth,
letting her stickiness slide down my throat.

"Oh, Ohhh, Mmmmm, this feels so good. Don't stop. Mmm
yeah, right there."

Hollie began thrusting her hips as my tongue followed
the moist contours between her legs. Her clit was hard
and full causing her body to tremble each time I
licked or sucked it.

What I enjoyed most about eating Hollie's pussy was
the fuzziness coarseness of her pubic hair. To me, a
woman is defined buy all things natural, including an
unshaven twat.

As the adventures between her soft, warm thighs became
wildly intense, I lost myself in licking every part of
her pussy, including the long course hairs of her
pubic mound and all around her perfect pink pussy
lips. I didn't want to leave any portion untouched. I
peered up from this uncommonly sweet tasting delight
to see her propped up on her elbows, her head thrown
back. Her abs flexed and jerked making her tits jiggle
each time my tongue touched her stiff clit.

I slipped my arms under her legs so that my shoulders
rested against her thighs; from  there my hands had
access to her B-cup tits. Taking her nipples between
my thumbs and forefingers, twisting and pulling them,
my tongue went wild on her clit.

"Oh my god that feels good!" she yelled and dropped
from her elbows, plopping back on a pile of pillows.
Her abs flexed really hard, "Oh again...I'm MMMMmm
cummi...ng ...ng...MMMMmm.'' A splash of her sweet
juices flowed into my parted lips.

I pushed her legs back toward her chest, parting her
cheeks exposing her brownish pink asshole. I licked
all around it taking special pains with the small ring
of hair that encircled it. Then I sucked and nibbled
at the tender flesh. She was squirming so much that I
decided to go for the full glory and tongue-fucked her
tangy hole. As I titled my head back I slipped the
full length and width of my tongue up her ass. She
responded with a sudden gasp.

''I wasn't expecting that," she said, tucked her
bottom lip in between her teeth, moving her head from
side-to-side, then put her hands over her face. "Oh my
god, this is incredible. Oh, Oh, Oh, Bob, don't stop
fucking my ass. Oh stick it in ...MMMMmm...yeah. Stick it
in. That's good."

My tongue moved as far in her as it could go. I could
feel her muscles clamp down and relax time after time.
My jaws were beginning to get tired so to sped her
along, I fingered her clit and her vagina. It only
took a few flicks of her clit and her ass muscles
started clamping tightly on my tongue to the point
that I couldn't pull it out or push it in. Her hips
were thrusting up and down, then with a hard push up
she screamed, "Fuck me, I'm cumming again. Mmmmm, god.
Oh I'm, uh, uuuhhh."

I let her legs down on the bed and withdrew my tongue
and wiped away the stickiness on the bed sheets. I
started getting up and realized that he bed just below
her ass was soaking wet, a spot about 12 or 14 inches
in diameter. She had leaked and spewed her juices for
so long.

I got up on my knees and worked my way up to her
aching pussy. My dick was so fucking hard that I could
hardly bend it down to touch her pussy lips. It was
the best feeling I had had in so long that I had to
pull away and pull my balls down really hard to keep
from cumming. As soon as the urge to cum passed I slid
the head of my dick in between her pussy lips and let
it rest against her love hole for a few seconds.

Hollie opened her eyes and was staring me in the eyes.
I pushed forward a little more and she closed her
beautiful eyes, turning her head away. Her hips rose
and fell to meet my gentle short thrusts. In this
world there are firsts like the first rays of the sun
or the first sip of morning coffee. The first inch of
pussy is, to me, the best of the firsts. As I pushed
in and pulled out my hard thick shaft, I felt the
sharp tight ring of love tunnel; she winched a little,
so I held it there for a few moments.

I leaned back just a little to see my dick entering
her pussy and how her swollen lips brushed against my
shaft. They would tuck in when I pushed in and wrap
around my shaft when I pulled out.

Hollie grabbed my arms and hooked her legs around my
ass and pulled me closer and down on top of her. She
started kissing me deeply, with her tongue entwined
with mine. Her arms locked around my back and held me
close to her. As she broke our kiss she whispered in
my ear, "Come on, fuck me. Go all the way; I'm very
ready. I want it all."

It didn't take long for me to comply, so I simply slid
my very thick 8 inches all the way to the hilt. When
the hilt hit her pubic mound and our pubic hair was
mashed together, and as I started to pull back, she
locked her feet around my ass and started thrusting
her hips at a faster pace.

Her fingernails started clawing into my back. "Oh,
fuck me, I'm going to cum again. Bob, fuck, fuck, fu,
fu..ck mmmmeeeee, mmmmm." I rose up on my arms to have
a better view of her impassioned face and watch her
tits bounce around as we slammed our hips together.
Our bodies were in a rhythm so intense that she is
bouncing on the bed and then another orgasm gripped
her and she let out a moaning scream.  I lost count at
8 of her intense orgasms.

Hollie started slowing the pace a little and opened
her eyes, looking at me. She began massaging my
shoulders, arms, and my chest. As her hands and
fingers passed over my nipples, a shiver shot through
my body which made me nearly cum. "You ready to cum
lover?" She said and grabbed my nipples and gently
started twisting them.

"You keep doing that and I'll shoot my whole load in
your pussy." I replied, still pumping her pussy,
holding back a flood of two weeks of cum. The pleasure
of pain was growing more that I could stand. A minute
before, my back was getting tired, but with a second
wind in my groin and the mindless madness of intense
desire and just plain old fucking a beautiful young
girl pushing me stronger and harder, I had an idea to
be creative.

I kissed her on the lips and give her a little tongue,
then gently withdrew my dick. "Time to howl at the
moon you sexy woman, you."

She understood what I was asking and rolled over on
her all fours. That was the most beautiful sight I had
seen in a long time. Her long thighs rising from the
bed slightly spread, her back arched downward, and her
hair-covered muff angled upward glistening with her
fuck juices. Her puckered ass hole were there for the
taking, so I eased up to her and let my dick pass over
it a few times.

"Ouuu. That really feels good. Mmmmm, mmm."

"Do you want to try?" I asked her, not wanting to
scare her. We had explored so many sex acts, that I
want to save something as special.

"Not now, maybe later, I just want you to fuck the
hell out my pussy and fill me with your hot sticky
cum."

"You got it, baby." I pushed the head of my dick in
and then continued where we left off. She relaxed from
her all fours to her elbows, her head on a pillow
turned to the side. "Oh that feels so mmmmm, mmmmm,
mm, damn that's good. Fuck me just like that. Yeah,
mmmmm. Squeeze my tits."

I laid against her back a little to put my hands
around her nicely sized tits, my dick still slipping
in and out of her wet-hot slick pussy. I was holding a
steady rythym when her pussy clamped down and released
over and over. "Do you feel that?" She asked.

"That feels really good." I said, "I think I'm getting
close. Don't stop Hollie, girl. Mmmmmm. Yeah, baby,
Oh, god this is going to be really big." We fucked for
a few more seconds and I had to stop several times

"Don't cum yet. I want to watch your face. Lay on your
back, and I'll ride you."

Oh holy shit this 13-year-old bitch fucks like she's
be at it forever. Well I didn't really mean "bitch"
but then again, a hard dick has no conscience. "Where
did you learn all these positions?" I asked her.

"From porn sites on the web when Riley were here last
week."

I laid on my back and Hollie startled me immediately
and slipped my dick directly into her pussy and
started bouncing up and down while doing that vagina
squeeze trick she was doing. I reach up holding her
tits, pulling her nipples and massaging the hell out
of her tits.

"Oh shit, Bob. I'm cuming. Oh shit. Mmmmm." As she let
that orgasm rip through her she began screaming. "Cum
baby, I want to feel you blow your load in me. Oh my.
Oh Shit. Fuck me."

"I'm cumming Hollie," I said to her and she began
slamming her body against mine. "Oh baby, you are
soooo sexy, your pussy is so damned hot and tight.
MMMMmmmm. Oh shit, it feels..., fuck me fucckkm
mmmeee."

Long welcome streams of cum began squirting deep into
my young teen lover's pussy. She came twice more while
I was shooting my load. Then she collapsed on my
chest.

We held each other and talked about our dreams and our
interests and came to find out that we liked many of
the same things. I declared again my fondness for her.
Shortly later we drifted off to sleep, she in my arms.


When I awoke, Hollie was sitting next to me. She
kissed me and caressed my face. Her silky skin of her
bare thigh was so soft next to mine; her hair smelled
of spring. She rested her head on my chest and said,
"I just called Brittany. She's on her way over."