Date: Sun, 31 Mar 2019 19:56:53 +0000
From: Rachael Babyface King <rachaelbf@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Taking Chances - Chapter 2

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Taking Chances -- Chapter 2

(We were continuing our Skype call......)

"You CAN blink now John!"

He laughed a nervous laugh, "Are you sure you want to?"

I didn't have to wait to reply, "I've never been as sure in my life!  I
know my mum would kill me if she knew what I was saying now
but.....but.... I want you to hold me.  I want you to touch me.  I want you
to kiss me!  I'm not sure if I want it IN me but I just want to see you for
real"

John was then panicking for me.  "Jax, trust me, I want you here now, but
you don't know me!"

"Are you saying no?"  I felt my voice crack on the last word.

"No, I'm not but..... wait a minute...."  John disappeared off camera and
came back with his wallet. "OK, can you take a screen shot?"

"Yes, why?"

"Screenshot this!"  He held up his driving license to the screen.  "I know
I'm a good guy and I would never hurt you, but save that to your computer!"

I took the screenshot and realised how serious he was about doing the right
thing.  I now asked confidently, "So will you meet me tomorrow?"

We both smiled as he said yes, but then went on to say, in a million
different ways how it was all up to me.  We then lay naked for the next
half an hour and talked like we had earlier this afternoon.  I know he was
looking at my naked body, same as I was looking at his but we chatted and
laughed as before.  I felt so relaxed, so happy and so content that
tomorrow, I could be lay next to him, having a real man, a sexy man holding
and touching me.

As we were about to say goodnight, we swapped phone numbers.  I told him I
would call him at 9am and we could plan a time.  I also told him that I
could be free all day, unless he got bored of me.  His final reply of the
night made my heart melt.  He said `A lifetime was too short for enjoying
my beauty!'  I know it was cheesy but hey, I was 13 and totally smitten
with the naked hunk talking to me!  We said our goodbyes, I put my jammies
back on and crawled into bed.  I think I smiled for the whole night.

The fact that I smiled all night, didn't mean I actually got much sleep!
Over and over I played the scene in my mind, of his long, thick cock being
stroked furiously, the big shiny head so close to the camera, glistening,
shining and throbbing.  I thought of my brazen actions, pushing my teen
pussy right at the camera, showing John clearly how wet my fingers and hole
were and I also thought about Saturday morning, tomorrow, in just a few
hours.  I wondered how he'd greet me, whether we'd go straight to his
house, would we strip straight away.  So many things were bustling through
my mind, I was getting a headache.  I looked at my watch and it was 3am so
I decided to sneak downstairs and get a drink.

In the kitchen I decided that I would only get to sleep if I had a good
plan.  I decided that John must be nervous as well so we would probably go
somewhere first and maybe get a drink.  There was no way he'd want to whizz
me straight to his place unless he was a murderer (don't joke Jax, not
funny) so it would have to be away from where we live.  Neither of us would
want to be caught in that situation.  I decided that I should wear clothes
and maybe makeup to make me look a little older which meant raiding Jess's
wardrobe.  Luckily she was staying over at her friend's house (Well, our
parents thought that was the case but I knew she was actually out with her
boyfriend).  After I took my tablets and finished my drink I tiptoed into
Jess's room and started laying clothes out on the bed.  I found quite a few
things which would be a little small on Jess and they fit me quite nicely.
I picked a knee length black skirt and a nice floral blouse which looked
really smart.  I thought, if I use the hair straighteners on my hair and
put a little makeup on (Sally and I had been practicing recently and we
were getting quite good) I may be able to look 3 or 4 years older which
would make us look a little less odd, wherever we went.  I was about to
leave Jess's room and I suddenly had another thoughts.  Underwear!  I only
had `little girl' underwear and I really wanted to put something sexy
underneath my outfit in case it went that far.  Now I knew that Jess's
stuff would be too big so I dug deep, and far back into her underwear
drawer and found the stuff she'd stopped wearing.  I hit lucky.  It wasn't
fancy lingerie by any standard, but it was a black set of bra and panties,
and a pair of black tights.  I tried them all on.  The panties and tights
were perfect and the bra was only the tiniest bit loose so I called it a
win!  I snuck it all into my room and decided that I was going to have to
be quick and smart to pull this off.  I packed the blouse and skirt into my
holdall.  McDonald's was going to have to be my changing room before John
collected me.  I set my alarm for 7am and with my plan firmly in place, I
managed to fall asleep.

I was out of bed as soon as my alarm sounded.  I scurried to the shower,
shaved my legs, armpits and pussy again.  I didn't grow much leg hairs yet
but I loved the extra smoothness.  I took the hairdryer to my room to try
and prevent my waking my parents.  It was OK if they were awake when I left
because the hair straightening and makeup are getting more regular from me
now.  However, the outfit in my bag would definitely cause some
questioning.  I took my time to do my hair perfectly and I know I look
older when it is done right.  I then set about my makeup.  After three
false starts I finally finished and it looked good, really good with soft
shades and a burgundy lipstick which matched the flecks of colour in the
blouse perfectly.  Stage one was complete and I still had a full hour
before I'd said I was calling John.  I put on the bra, panties and tights
and then carefully pulled on my jeans, aware of how easily I could rip the
tights.  I threw on a dark t-shirt and a lightweight, black jacket which I
knew would match my other outfit.  I grabbed my holdall which had my
clothes, shoes and makeup in it, picked up my phone and headed out into
hallway.  I then stopped, went back in my room, picked up my glass of water
and took my contraceptive pill.  Yeah I didn't mention that before did I?
Mum put me on the pill at 11 because my periods were so painful.  I'm not
saying that I'd do it with John, or I'd do it without a condom, but I still
felt very grown up as I gulped it down.  I set off for McDonald's and as
far as I knew, nobody saw me leave.

There weren't many people in McDonald's when I arrived and I nipped
upstairs and straight to the ladies toilets.  I snuck into the larger,
disabled toilet and changed quickly.  I was relieved that the tights were
still ok and when I was done, I stepped out and looked at myself in the
mirror.  I was wearing one inch heels but I felt much taller, much
older.....no, not older, I felt much more mature as I stood and smiled at
myself in the mirror.  For a final touch, I gave myself two squirts of
perfume and put my nice watch on.  Wow, was I going to work in an office or
go on a date.  I just hoped that John thought I looked more like the
latter.

I went back down to the sales counter and was going to order a hot
chocolate but the young lad on the counter said, "Yes Madam, can I help
you?"

I was stunned!  Surely I don't look that much older!  "I'll have a white
coffee please!"

I took my drink to a free table, trying to walk a little more ladylike and
act in a way, befitting the clothes.  I felt amazing but, as I lifted the
coffee cup to my mouth, I realised I was trembling!  I looked at my phone
to check the time and it was three minutes to nine.  Should I actually wait
until nine?  Not a chance!  I found John's number and hit the green button.

He answered almost immediately and sounded extremely happy to hear from me!
"Good morning Jax!  I thought you'd never ring!"

I laughed, "Have you been waiting by your phone all morning?"

I could hear the smile in his voice as he said, "No, no, no, no!  Only
solidly since 8am!  And what guy wouldn't?  I'm really, REALLY happy you
called!"

I really wanted to see him now, as soon as possible, "I'm glad I called
too!  Are you ready to come and pick me up?"

"Hahahaha I've been ready since 7am!  Too right I'm ready but......"  He
suddenly sounded a little unsure, "But what are we going to do .... I ....I
..."

I decided to help, "Can I say something?"

With relief he sighed, "Oh I wish you would, I'm making myself look like a
dick here!"

I opted for humour first.  "Nothing wrong with that dick!"  We both laughed
at that relief so I continued, "I was thinking about this last night and I
thought, maybe we could go somewhere first and get a drink or something and
then take it from there?  I kinda guessed we'd both feel a bit weird this
morning!"

"Holy crap!"  He said with a giggle, "Are you sure you're 13?  You've
thought of everything?"

"More than you could imagine!"  I said, thinking of how I had dressed.

"Dare I ask?"

"Leave it as a surprise!"  I then told him where I was and I would wait by
the car park entrance.  I asked what car he had and he said it was a black
Range Rover.  I was a little surprised but smiled, thinking I was suitably
dressed for a posh car.  He said he would be fifteen minutes so I finished
my drink and walked out to the meeting point, about five minutes early.

It wasn't cold but I felt myself trembling and I took many deep breaths to
try and calm myself a little.  It barely worked.  I stood watching where
the main traffic was coming from, desperately looking for his handsome face
behind the wheel of a big black car.  To be honest, I wasn't exactly sure
what a Range Rover looked like, only knowing that it was a big car.
Suddenly a car beeped behind me and I must have jumped three feet in the
air.  I spun round to see him, laughing his head off at the wheel.  I had
to laugh, even though I had nearly wet myself and I opened the door and was
ready to tell him off, but his answer cancelled that idea.

"I'm sorry Jax, I couldn't resist!  I drove past you into the car park
because I didn't bloody recognise you!  I was looking for a young girl but
I only saw a woman stood by the entrance.  I swear I didn't recognise you,
you look amazing girl!"

I smiled broadly and tried to get into the car with a little class but I
think I was failing miserably!  Suddenly he gave me his hand and helped me
in.  As I got into the car, he leant forward and our lips met.  I'm sure he
meant it to be a little, friendly peck on the lips but it went on, and on!
No tongues but we were just pressed against each other.  We separated and
were both a little embarrassed and I reached for my seatbelt as he pulled
away.  I looked over to him and we smiled at each other.  I then reached
over to wipe a smudge of lipstick from his lip.  As I did, he kissed my
finger and I had to stifle a very girly, excited giggle.  I was very happy.

As we pulled onto the main road, John said he knew a lovely cafe, just on
the edge of town, along a lovely country lane.  He suggested we go for a
coffee there.  He then said again, how amazing I looked.  I felt a little
blush rising but I asked him honestly, how old he thought I looked.  I
repeated that he should be honest.  He spun a little in his seat to look
harder at me so I did as sultry a modelling pose that a seatbelt allows.
He pondered a few more minutes and then declared 19 or 20.  I told him he
was crazy but he insisted that I'd get into a nightclub like that, 100%.  I
thanked him but my mind was already going elsewhere.  I would test his
opinion very shortly.

After driving up a long, twisty road, we were driving through some lovely
countryside and I felt John take my hand in his.  I felt some delicious
butterflies and despite the fact we were talking about this and that, I was
floating on my own little cloud.  Eventually he declared that we had
arrived and the car crunched over the gravel driveway and we parked outside
the cafe.  There were a few cars outside and some people sat at the outside
tables.  John jumped from the car and by the time I had taken off my
seatbelt, he had opened my door and held out a hand to me.  I decided that
now, with people watching from the tables, was the time to test if he
believed how old I looked.

"John, if you really believe that I look 20, I want you to do something for
me!"

"OK!"  He said confidently, "What do you want?"

I leant forward from the car so we were almost nose to nose, "Kiss me!
Kiss me properly!"

He didn't hesitate for a second.  He wrapped his arms around my waist and
pulled me tight to him as our lips locked properly.  I felt his tongue on
my lips and I allowed him access, immediately starting a battle in my
mouth.  I heard us both moan and even though I had never kissed anyone like
this, it felt right, it felt easy and GOD it felt good!

After just a minute or two, we separated and just looked into each other's
eyes.  I felt high on adrenaline and as John spoke to me, I had to ask him
to repeat it because I'd missed it completely.

He kissed the tip of my nose.  "I said, did you mean like that?  And you
are a bloody good kisser!"

I leant forward and gave him another soft kiss on his lips.  "Yes, exactly
like that!  And you're not too bad yourself, although to be fair, I've
never had anyone kiss me before!"

Still holding me close, John feigned an arrogant pride, "Well, you may as
well start with the best!"  He then held me tight so I couldn't thump him!

Giving him another soft kiss I suggested we go and get the drink he
promised me.  We walked into the cafe, hand in hand, with him towering a
foot above me and with many eyes following us in.  I'm not 100% convinced
that everyone thought I looked old enough for that kind of loving display
but, I didn't care one bit.

We sat opposite each other at an outside table drinking our drinks.  Every
now and then, John would take my hand and kiss it, or compliment my hair,
or my outfit, or my makeup and then my hair again.  It wasn't over the top,
he was as nervous as me but his way of dealing with it was to talk and be
nice.  I liked it.  At one point I asked him, "If I was to ask you, 24
hours ago, where do you think you will be tomorrow?  What do you think you
would have said?"

John gasped at the idea, "Well I could never, in my wildest dreams,
expected to be sat opposite such a perfectly gorgeous young lady!"

I decided to push it further, "And if you did guess that you'd be in a cafe
with a 13 year old, would you have then guessed that she wanted you to take
her to your house ...... now?"

In less than a minute, we were in the car and driving back down the hill
into town.  Considerable quicker than we drove up it too!

Adrenaline is a hard thing to describe because, in my case, it was a whole
mix of fear, excitement and only half knowing what was going to happen.  As
we drove closer to his house, I did have the foresight to ensure that we
were actually going to the address he'd shown me on his driving licence.  I
already knew we were at his house before he announced it.  It was a new
home in a nice area of the town and it had a really neat garden and it all
felt so weird, yet so right.  It is incredibly hard to explain how my young
mind was working but John clearly spotted my trembling.  He parked on the
driveway, held my hand and spoke very softly!

"Jax, we are just going to go inside!  Nothing at all has to happen!  I'm
not that kind of guy!  Truly I'm not!  Let's just go in, have a drink, chat
and relax.  The fact you even turned up today is a huge step and I'm
honoured that you ever trusted me enough to get in my car.  I'm not going
to hurt, push or do anything to make you regret meeting me.  OK?"

I sighed heavily and nodded, "Thank you! But ....... I sort of knew that
already about you.  I don't know how, I just did!"  I leant over and kissed
his lips softly, undid my seatbelt and he led me into his house.

"Make yourself at home, have a nosey around!"  John called as he made his
way to the kitchen to make out drinks.

It was a nice house inside too, very nicely decorated with a few ornaments
here and there.  It was obviously a place he'd shared with his girlfriend
as there were too many feminine touches with dried flowers, pretty cushions
and other stuff here and there but, the nosy person in me had to check.
"It's a lovely place, did you do all this yourself?"

John laughed from the kitchen, "I wish I was that talented but no, my ex
did most of it!"  But he was quick to add, "But I have cleared all her
stuff out now!"

"I really like it!"  I called back as I looked at pictures on the
mantelpiece, desperately wanting to explore more but I felt awkward being
on my own so I walked softly into the kitchen.  John was stood waiting for
the kettle so I walked behind him and very bravely, wrapped my arms around
his waist.  He was a little surprised as he hadn't heard me enter but
instantly put his hands over mine and squeezed slightly before turning
around to face me.  I still held him close and put my chin on his chest as
I looked up at his lovely smile.

"Hi!"  I said softly, "I was missing you!"  And gave a bit of a nutty
smile!

"I missed you too Jax!  And boy, you really are tiny aren't you?"

I tickled his ribs, "Hey, things stop growing when they reach perfection!
But I'm going to get even smaller because these shoes are killing me!  I
hope you don't mind smelly feet!"

John released me and bent down to kiss me, "I don't mind at all!"  The kiss
was just a gentle peck which lasted long enough to know he really wanted
more but the kettle clicked to say it was done.  "Go and release your feet,
I'll bring your drink in to you."

I walked into the living room and was faced with my first dilemma of this
kind.  Where do I sit?  If I sit in an armchair does that say I'm scared or
not interested?  If I sit on the sofa, does that say I want something more?
So confusing, so I opted to sit at one end of the sofa, closer to the table
for my drink.  That seemed the most logical but then the next question
would be, where John would decide to sit.  I didn't have to wait long and
his choice was simple and the best, he sat right next to me after putting
our drinks on the table.

As soon as he sat down, all the excitement and nerves came back so I held
his hand to try and quell the shaking a little but John noticed it.

"Are you sure you're OK?  I really don't want my new friend to have a heart
attack in my living room because of nerves!"  His voice had sympathy and a
touch of joking in it.

I laughed, knowing how pathetic I must look, "I guess this is the downside
of allowing a kid into your house!"

John told me off, "Hey, you're NOT a kid!  You've shown more confidence in
the last 24 hours than people twice your age!  You're mature and absolutely
fucking gorgeous!"

I slapped his wrist, "Mind your language!  But, seriously, I don't feel
very grown up right now!  I know some things have changed in me since
yesterday but it's still scary!"

He put his arm around me and pulled me to his chest, his warmth helping me
melt into him a little.  He kissed the top of my head and said, "Too right
it's scary and like I said before, we're just two friends here today and
despite what happened on Skype, I have no preconceived ideas of what was
going to happen today!  Let's just chat, drink our coffees and get to know
each other!"  Then, to lighten the mood he added, "The fact that I know you
are smoking hot beneath those clothes is irrelevant!"  We both laughed and
he added, a little softer, "Because you are smoking hot when you're dressed
too!"

I lifted my head and looked deep into his eyes.  I knew I was new to this,
I knew I couldn't really read people yet but the sincerity was there, I
knew I cared and there was no doubt that something more was going to
happen, it just had to.  I stretched my head upwards a little and he got
the message.  Our lips met for the briefest of kisses and we both gave the
softest of smiles, words being irrelevant for the moment.  John
repositioned slightly but with his hand now on the back of my neck and mine
on his, our lips came together again with much more passion.  Our tongues
locked firmly and I suddenly saw what people liked about the whole kissing
thing.  We breathed heavily through our noses, we moaned into each other's
mouths and our hands roamed all over the backs of the other.  John ran his
fingers through my carefully fixed hair, I ran my fingers along his strong
arms, feeling him flex slightly at my touch and I could feel the heat in my
groin reaching critical levels.  If I had touched myself then, I would have
orgasmed in seconds!

When we eventually broke the kiss, we were panting and we just looked at
each other and the laughter flowed.  We reached for our drinks and John was
the first to notice something.

"You've stopped trembling!"  He said in a very matter of fact kind of way,
"I'm guessing that kissing cures a lot of things!"

I smiled and was thinking that it also causes other issues, like the
dampness in my crotch and then I noticed the magnificent bulge in his black
jeans so I decided to vocalise it as I pointed at it, "Yeah but it can
clearly cause other problems John!"

He quickly covered himself with his hands and coffee cup, "Guilty!  And I
guess it had no effect on you!"

I blushed immediately and lied, "No effect at all!"  I then excused myself
to go to the bathroom.  It was suddenly very hot in there and was still
wearing my jacket so I went to pee, make sure I'd not soaked my panties and
just cool off.

My panties were OK but I was soaking inside so I cleaned up, freshened my
pussy in the sink (just in case) and took off my jacket.  As I looked in
the mirror, I saw that the blouse was very thin and the black bra was
completely visible through it.  It looked awful.  Without a second thought,
I undid the bra and slid it through my sleeves and looked again.  Much
better and with the way I had done up the blouse, I wasn't exposing myself
at all.  I stuffed the bra into the pocket of the jacket and walked back
into the living room, carefully placing my jacket inside my holdall.  I
then took my seat next to John and returned to my coffee.

"Lovely shirt!"  John commented.

I rolled my eyes in a theatrical way, "It's a blouse!  You blokes know
nothing!"

"I stand corrected! But it's still nice!"

I gave him a quick kiss, "Thank you but it's stolen from my sister's
wardrobe!  In fact, I'm not wearing anything of my own!"  I cringed after
I'd finished saying it, knowing he HAD to comment on that.

"Everything?"  He asked incredulously.

I sighed and took a drink from my coffee, "When I thought about today, I
wanted to be grown up, I didn't want you to see my little girl knickers if
we ..... well if we did ..... stuff!  So I borrowed some older stuff from
Jess, my sister and........"  I decided to be 100% open so I jumped out of
my seat and grabbed the discarded bra from my bag and held it aloft, "I
just ditched the bra because it was too bloody big and it looked stupid
under this shirt!"

"Blouse!"  John corrected so I threw it at him.  He pulled me back to him
and I sat down.  He said, "You have no idea on three different things.
Firstly, how honoured I am that you put so much thought into this.  Second,
how fucking hot it is to know you are sat without a bra covering those
perfect boobs and thirdly, how difficult it is going to be for me to not
fall hopelessly for you!"

All three comments blew me away.  I'd just revealed that I had gone into
his bathroom and removed my bra.  I'd also washed my pussy to make it
fresh.  Without even thinking, I'd made a decision.  I put both of our cups
down and pulled him closer for another kiss.  The tongue battle commenced
and John's hand began to caress my hip.  I place my hand on his and held it
for a few seconds before pulling it up to my little breasts and leaving it
there.  He groaned loudly as he felt the firm flesh beneath the thin cotton
and his thumb sought out the small, but incredibly hard nipple which made
me gasp into his mouth.  The kiss broke and we stared into each other's
eyes again as his hand moved to the buttons of my top.  He paused, I nodded
and he slowly unbuttoned the whole blouse as we both breathed heavily and
watched his measured progress down.  Eventually, the last button was undone
and he was looking at a thin line of flesh going from my neck to the top of
my skirt.  He slowly pulled one side open and exposed one of my breasts to
his hungry eyes.

"Oh my God, you are just delicious Jax!"  And with that, he bent down and
mouthed hungrily but gently on my boob as I gripped his hair and mouthed a
silent `O' to the world.  I've played with my nipples often when
masturbating but to have a hunk of a guy, licking, sucking and nibbling was
just out of this world.  He moved to the other side and I squealed my
pleasure and drew my nails across his back and this caused him to growl
softly and move his kisses up my neck and back to my lips.  We made out a
little longer with his hands alternating between my chest and on my naked
back until I realised that this really wasn't that comfortable.  I knew it
was time.

I broke the kiss and pulled him close to me, my hard nipples pressed
against the cotton of his shirt and I whispered, "Take me upstairs John!"
I quickly added, "It doesn't mean we're going to have sex but I just want
to be more comfortable!"

Instantly, he jumped up, swept me up into his arms and carried me upstairs.
We walked into his lovely bedroom and he laid me gently on the bed and a
little shyness crept in.

"Can you draw the curtains please?"  I asked quickly.

He closed them and then sat on the bed next to me.  I'd covered my body
with the loose shirt so he leant forward and kissed the tip of my nose.  He
asked, "Is there anything else I can do to make you feel comfortable?"

I smiled.  I'd been afraid to ask but here was my chance, "Yes!  Just one
little thing!"

"Anything, just ask!"

I started slowly, "Well, I'm suddenly feeling really shy but I think we
should not look at each other ......"  Then I finished with a flourish,
"But get undressed and meet under the covers!"

There it was, I'd asked a hot 28 year old guy to take his clothes off.  I
bit my lip and looked at him.  He just smiled and said, "How the hell could
I refuse getting naked with you!  I'll race you!"

I jumped to the side of the bed as he went around the other side.  I
shouted, "No peeking!" as I pulled my skirt, panties and tights off in one
swift movement, threw off my shirt and dived under the covers, pulling the
quilt up over my eyes and lay on my back

"Shit, you're quick!"  John exclaimed as I felt him moving on the bed,
removing his clothes.  Eventually I felt the covers pull back and his
warmth come closer to me.  I pulled the covers down to look at him and he
was up on one elbow, looking down at me.  His hand snaked across my belly
and he moved in for a kiss.  "You feel better now?"  He asked.  I nodded
and allowed the moment to take its course.

His hand moved up my side and then cupped one breast, and then the other
and we both purred as we gave each other butterfly kisses.  My mind was in
overdrive though.  I was 13, I was in bed with a grown up, a handsome grown
up and his dick was probably millimetres away from me.  I put my arms
around him and pulled him closer, wanting both the closeness and to feel
his manhood against my naked flesh.  It worked.  My eyes shot open as his
very hard cock pressed against my leg and it felt huge.  John laughed at
the comical, shocked look on my face and reiterated that we didn't have to
do anything.  I told him to shut up and kiss me.  He did as he was told.

I soon learned to love the feel of his hardness against me and it was
blindingly obvious that we were both avoiding those areas with our hands.
Strangely though, I was the first to venture south.  I was stroking his
back but suddenly had the urge to feel his bum.  Oh what a lovely bum!
Smooth, firm and I dug my nails in a little as we kissed.  This gave John a
little extra confidence and he broke from our kisses and looked down at me
as he pulled the covers from my chest.  No words were spoken as his fingers
caressed my little boobs, stopping to softly pinch my small, dark nipples.
I bit my lip as the little tremors shook my body, almost as if my nipples
were attached to every single nerve.

John started to kiss my neck and, almost in a whisper, he said, "I want to
make you feel as amazing as you are beautiful.  Just stop me if it becomes
too much!"

His kisses moved back to my titties and he repositioned himself between my
legs.  I was a little nervous at first but he, and his oral attention
started moving down, approaching my belly and the covers were disappearing
with him.  I didn't feel shy in the slightest and now I wanted, no I NEEDED
him to see my pussy and he was getting closer and closer with every single
kiss that he placed on my body.  I had to watch and I propped myself up on
my elbows and I saw him start to swirl his tongue around my pubic bone and
my toes were curling as he got closer to my virgin hole.  I could feel the
moisture emanating from me and I almost begged him to continue when he just
stopped and looked at my fully exposed pussy.

Without looking at me, he spoke, almost to himself, "Last night when I saw
you on camera, I thought this looked exquisite!  Now, so close to you, I
think I've died and gone to heaven!"  He paused and the anticipation was
killing me.  He looked up at me and asked, "Should I stop now?  Because
once I start, I may not be able to stop!"

With a croak in my voice I replied, "Please, please carry on!"

I watched, unblinking, as he lowered his face to my most private area and I
whimpered as his warm breath touched the moisture of my pussy.  The delay
felt unending and when he finally drew his tongue up the length of my slit,
I yelped loudly and fell back on the pillow as my hands instinctively
pulled his head to my painfully hard clit.  As the rough surface of his
tongue tortured all the sensitive nerve endings, I felt my first orgasm
barrelling towards me.  I was panting and calling softly to the Gods,
telling John that I was coming already.  It was a genuine tsunami moment
and I let go of his head, fearful that I'd rip his hair out, grabbed onto a
pillow to drown out my impending screams.  I had masturbated regularly for
several years but nothing, absolutely nothing had prepared me for this and
unlike my normal stopping after I had come, John was delving deep into my
hole with his tongue, lapping like a thirsty cat while his fingers were
teasing my clit.  I felt like I was floating above the bed as his tongue
and hands seemed to be everywhere, on my bum, my boobs, my clit, my belly,
just everywhere and the climax wasn't subsiding, it was just throwing my
brain into turmoil.  Wave after wave of intense pleasure was coursing
through my tiny body and then, not realising it could get more powerful,
the second orgasm hit me.  I couldn't believe it, I was seeing stars and
there was a ringing in my ears as my body spasmed and my legs wrapped
around John's head, almost as if I was trying to squeeze him inside me but
he never stopped, not once.  I actually felt myself getting dangerously
light headed and I had to beg him to stop.  There were tears of joy rolling
down my cheeks as he reluctantly stopped his assault on my poor pussy and
he kissed his way up to my face.  As he kissed me, I tasted my own tangy
juices on his lips and I was very aware that his hard cock was now lay on
top of my super sensitive pussy.  He was clearly staying very still there
but, as we kissed, I deliberately rocked my hips, causing him to grind
against me.

"How was that?"  He asked, panting.  He knew damned well that he had rocked
my world but the sarcastic Jax came to the front.

"Not bad!"  I said but instantly laughed and pushed him off me and climbed
on top of him, deliberately placing my wet pussy on top of his dick and I
stared into his eyes as I rocked on him.  I've no idea what was going
through his mind at the time but the look in his eyes said he liked it.
For my part, I was so tempted to guide it to my hole but I was still
terrified that it would hurt and wouldn't fit!  I also knew that I needed a
formal introduction so I rocked forward and kissed John's cheek and then
slowly kissed up to his ear.

Now, this is where a plan goes to rat shit.  My plan was to go up to his
ear and whisper, `My turn!' and then kiss down his body to go and suck my
first cock!  However, as I slid up his body, I'm much shorter than him so,
his cock which was trapped between us had popped out as I moved higher.  As
I felt it pop out from beneath me, I moved back to try and trap it again
but, that caused the head of his cock to settle perfectly at the entrance
to my pussy!  Both of our eyes went wide and caused us both to laugh at the
almost impossibility of it.  Now, my logical mind was telling me to just
lift off and continue the original plan but the devil in me was also trying
to be grown up, sexy and seductive so I kept the head at the entrance and I
started gyrating a little, teasing him but also torturing myself in the
process.  As I moved, the urge to push back was getting stronger and
stronger so I tried a little and the head entered me.  Oh sweet Jesus, it
felt big but the sensation was incredible.  I started to pull away but as
my pussy lips started to close, I knew I had passed the point of no return
and I slid back again, this time allowing the head to go much further in.
I reached down between us and actually touched his cock for the first time
and it was inside me, well an inch or so was and I knew it was now touching
the little virginal barrier of my hymen.  I looked up to John and I could
see he was a little panicked.  As our eyes met, he expressed his concern.

"Jax, if you want this, we need a condom!  And it may hurt!"

I started rocking on his cock a little as I spoke, "First ......mmmmmm
...... I'm on the pill!  Second ..... oh god..... I didn't plan this but I
don't want to stop ...... it feels so ...... oh God ....... it feels so
good mmmmmmm ......  And third, if you were a gentleman, you'd lay me down
and do it properly!  I've no idea what I'm doing!"

"You're doing fine baby but why don't you roll over and I'll gladly make
love to you"

I stopped rocking, "But I don't want to take it out now" And I pouted
comically.  I really didn't want to lose that feeling.

Ever helpful, John said, "OK, let's try this!"

He moved my legs to either side of his and in a flash, he had rolled me
over onto my back.  I gasped as I felt his thick meat pressing harder on
that flimsy piece of flesh inside me and it stung.  John started to pull
out as he saw my discomfort but I quickly wrapped my legs around him to
stop the retreat.

"Kiss me!" I implored, "Keep rocking, it feels so nice, so full, but don't
stop!"

And at that moment, with the passionate kissing, my legs spread wide and a
long, thick cock in my pussy, I knew what it meant to make love!  My pussy
felt stretched, it stung but I knew it was going to feel amazing.
Instinctively I knew it would sting but I also knew the pleasure would win.
I broke the kiss and just nodded to John.  It was time to become a woman.

He didn't give me time to second guess myself and he thrust hard and deep.
Yes it stung, but I looked down to see three quarters of his cock disappear
inside of me.  I yelped with the pain but instead of pushing him away, my
legs pulled him deeper with each thrust.  I couldn't take my eyes off the
amazing sight, an impossibly huge cock (to me) disappearing into my shaved,
schoolgirl pussy.  It was obscene in a way but it was also magical as each
thrust saw more and more disappear inside me.  I returned to kiss my lover
and I revelled in all of the new sensations until the final one came.  I
felt him stop pumping as our bodies were pressed close together.  He was
fully inside me!

I beamed at him with pride, "Wow!  It's all in?"

"It is, you sexy thing!  Is it still hurting?"

I realised, the stinging was there but I didn't care and even though I
rarely use bad language, the time felt right, "It feels great!  Fuck me now
please!"

He drew his dick out slowly until just the head was inside and then he
pushed back firmly, I purred my approval and then he did it again, still as
slowly but then he started to increase the pace.  I glanced down again to
see his cock, slick with my juices and a tiny bit of blood.  I was still
mesmerised by this new view and I encouraged him to keep going quicker as I
reached between us, feeling the taut skin of my pussy lips, struggling to
contain his beast and then I felt for my clit which has never been as hard
in my short life.  I rubbed it to add to the pleasure and again, almost
immediately, I felt myself start to spasm.  The build up was more intense
and even John commented that he could feel me clamping on his cock and he
warned me that he wouldn't last too long.  I didn't care, I was selfishly
taking myself to a third orgasm in less than half an hour and that steam
train wasn't waiting for anyone.  I was almost screaming as it approached
and John was now slamming his hips into me and his groans were becoming a
roar.  I felt so tiny, so out of control but it was just perfect, I loved
it.  I released my clit as I hit my cloud nine, I wrapped my arms around
John and shook with both my orgasm and his final, ferocious thrusts.  I had
just started to come down from my peak when I felt an extra tightness in my
battered pussy as John's cock expanded further and then erupted his hot
spunk, deep inside me.

"Oh god, I can feel you coming!"  I yelped.  It felt so hot and awesome.  I
could definitely get used to the whole fucking thing!

John continued with eight or ten, long, slow strokes and then held me tight
as he rolled onto his back, pulling the exhausted girl with him.  My body
felt limp as I lay on top of him, my pussy still stretched around his
slowly softening prick.  My head was on his chest and he couldn't see the
broad grin, plastered to my face.  I merely whispered, "Thank you!"  I then
drifted off to sleep.

I didn't know how long I was out for but when I awoke, I was still lay on
top of John.  I didn't have any confusion as to where I was and I looked up
to see my virginity taker, smiling warmly at me.

"Welcome back to the land of the living, gorgeous girl!"  He said softly.
"You are so cute when you sleep!"

My sarcasm kicked in immediately, "So I'm not cute when I'm awake then?"

He was as quick as me with his reply, "Nahhhh you scream way too much!"

I tickled him for a minute for his cheek and then I stopped dead as I felt
a large trickle coming from down below.  I yelped, "Ewwwww!  That's new as
well!  I better go to the bathroom!"

John held me and shushed me, "Jax!  Stop!  It's OK!  Most of it leaked out
while you slept.  Why don't we share a shower together?"

I liked that idea and my face gave it away.  John cradled me in his arms
and easily stood up from the bed.  I looked back at the sheets and I was
mortified at the huge wet patch, spotted with areas of blood.  I started
apologising profusely but he stopped me again, saying that they'd wash out
just fine and not to worry.  I still felt bad.

We entered his en-suite bathroom and there was a huge walk in shower.
Everything was tiled in white, silver and grey and looked super cool.  He
set the shower after he's sat me on the loo and said he'd leave me for a
minute.  I hadn't thought about it but he was right, I desperately needed
to pee and I felt more goo coming from me.  As I went to wipe, I realised
two things.  Firstly, there was still a few bits of blood and I was really
quite sore from the earlier stretching.  I still didn't care though and I
found myself chuckling as I went to find John.

As I went back into the bedroom, he was just finishing replacing the bed
sheets and the other was rolled up on the floor.  He looked at me and
wagged a finger, "Don't even THINK of apologising again, OK?"

I put my hands up in surrender and then took his arm and led him back to
the shower, admiring his incredible body as we stepped under the flowing
water.  He held me close as we got ourselves wet and I couldn't resist
another gentle squeeze of his lovely bum.  After a few minutes of gentle
caressing, John reached for the shower gel, filled his hands and became the
first person to wash me since I was about 6 years old.  His big, strong
hands caressed, washed, teased, stroked and massaged me to cleanliness and
almost by instinct, or maybe because I winced a little, he was extra
delicate around my pussy, asking if I was sure I was ok.  He also spent a
little extra time on my bum hole, probably because I pushed back a little
when he first rubbed it.  Hmmmmm, I thought, `going to think about THAT
later!'  He then rinsed me off with the detachable shower head and declared
me to be `Squeaky clean again!'  Now it was my turn!

I told him to turn his back to me as I took the shower gel.  He laughed
because I growled and pinched his bum, I just couldn't resist but God knows
where my confidence was coming from.  I loaded up my hands with the fruity
gel and reached up on tip toes and started on his broad shoulders and then
lathered up his whole back, arms and then to that gorgeous arse.  I soaped
it well and then reached beneath and softly stroked and washed those big,
heavy balls and then drew my hand back slowly, gliding my middle finger up
his bum crack, stopping and rubbing briefly on his hole which earned a mini
growl from him.  I then bent down and soaped his big solid legs before
standing and telling him to turn around.  As he did, there it was, at full
mast and the first time I'd actually seen it in the flesh.  All seven and a
half inches of thick, masterful and incredible cock.  My mind nearly
exploded when I thought that all of that monster had just fitted inside my
tiny body!  I felt pride but I also felt a burning, knowing I wanted it
again.

"That's really, REALLY pretty!"  I remarked.

"And he's awfully happy to see you!  I mean, you aren't just pretty, you're
as hot as Hell, Jax!"

I stretched up for a kiss as his prick pushed hard into my belly.  Would I
ever get tired of that?  I doubted it!

I came down off my tip toes and lathered up his smooth, broad chest,
massaging his hard nipples, and moving down his firm belly and then
bypassed his tool and washed his legs.  I looked up at the fake sulk on his
face and as innocently as possible, I said, "What?  You've got to save the
best until last!"

With his legs clean, I was about to use all of my internet porn knowledge
to actually handle my first ever cock.  With lots of soap, I took his dick
in one hand and his balls in the other, listening for his moans of approval
and his flexing muscles to guide me in the best possible way.  I pulled his
foreskin back and washed the big, shiny head and I snaked a finger back to
his bum and it seemed like every one of my touches were taking him to a
higher place, I felt so proud but I knew exactly where this was leading as
I moved him to rinse all of the soap away.  I stayed on my knees and looked
up to see his eyes tightly closed.  I kept watching his face as I took the
head of his manhood into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it.  John's
eyes shot open and he grabbed the side rails to stop his knees from
buckling.  I licked, I sucked and I slurped.  I stroked him as I sucked, I
played with his balls like I'd seen on so many porn clips and I even licked
and sucked his balls but my knees were now really sore!

With a small grimace I asked, "Can we get dry and try this again, on the
bed?"

John looked guilty for accepting such pleasure like a kid who'd been caught
stealing sweets, "Shit, yes!  Anything to let you do that again!  Are you
sure you've not done that before?"

I laughed and took a small bow, "Never!  You've got internet porn to thank
for that!"

We shut off the water and towelled ourselves dry quickly and then we went
back to the bed and its fresh cotton sheets.  I pushed John onto his back
and positioned myself between his legs.  He propped himself up, clearly
keen to watch this naked, horny 13 year old suck his pride and joy.  It had
softened a little as we'd dried ourselves and I relished the different
feeling as I moved the flesh up and down.  I then felt it thicken with my
stroking to reach its full hardness and length.  It was truly a sight to
behold and my fingers couldn't quite fit all the way around it.  I
continued to stroke as I dropped my head to swirl my tongue around his
smooth, shaved balls, never losing eye contact.

"That is so fucking hot!"  He said with a groan, "That is an image I'm
never going to forget!"

I lifted my head, still stroking him and told him to reach for my phone
from the bedside table.  I asked nicely, "Take a few photos for me please!
Your face won't be in them so you're OK!  I want to send one to my bestie!"

He looked a little unsure but, once I started licking up the length of his
prick again, I could have asked him to shoot a kitten and he would have
done it!  As he started to take shots (between his moans and groans), I
never took my eyes off the camera lens.  I licked, I sucked and I smiled a
lot into the camera.  Just in case I ever thought I had been dreaming, I'd
always have a photo of the first cock I had sucked, and the first cock to
fill my tight little hole.  After fifteen or twenty flashes and clicks,
John returned my phone to the table and I lifted up to get a better angle
but the upward curve was proving a little uncomfortable.

John offered, "We could try a 69 if you want another first to tick off the
list!"

It took me a millisecond to approve the idea but I asked him to be gentle
as I was more than a little sore.  He started to apologise but I slapped
him and said I had no regrets whatsoever.  I then repositioned, lay myself
down the length of his body and resumed my first blow job.  This was much
better and I was awaiting John's tongue on my tender pussy but that's not
what I felt.  His tongue started a little swirling in the space between my
holes and the noise I made was a clear sound of approval and as I started
to take his cock deeper into my mouth, John's tongue moved straight to my
bum hole.  Sweet Jesus it blew my mind!  Of course I'd watched and thought
about anal but I'd never explored that hole in any way.  After the first
lick I was hooked, completely and totally.  I was whimpering as I sucked
harder and stroked faster but my extra efforts spurred him on as well.  His
tongue was going deeper inside me and every now and then, he's pull from me
and blow at my hole and I could feel cool air going inside.  I must have
been gaping open and it was already feeling like a drug which I simply
couldn't do without.

The pace was becoming quite frenzied and my jaw was really starting to ache
as I reached my limit of how much cock I could fit in my mouth.  I had
gagged a few times but never stopped and just as I was about to stop
through the discomfort, John announced that he was close to shooting.  He
said I should pull off but, I'd come a long way today, having an oral
orgasm, taking a massive cock in my pussy, showering with a man and I
wasn't going to fuck up my first blow job by not swallowing.  I doubled my
efforts and felt John lifting off the bed as he erupted in my mouth!  I
choked as the first blast went straight into my gullet but I didn't lift, I
didn't stop and not a single drop escaped.  I knew he'd be sensitive so I
slowed down, savouring the weird texture, enjoying the unique and yummy
flavour in my mouth as I gently suckled on his dick, kissing and licking
the last few drops of his juice.  He'd stopped licking my bum as soon as he
was coming so I lifted off him, turned around and snuggled up beside him.

"I hope that was OK!"  I said, probably more meekly than I meant to.

"You're kidding!"  John replied incredulously, "I'm not joking Jax, that
was abso-fucking-lutely amazing! Thank you, thank you, thank you!"  And he
smothered my head in kisses before he added, "Did you like the little thing
I was doing for you?"

My eyes went wide and I nodded vigorously and I hugged him closer, gently
stroking his chest.  "Maybe you could do that again next time!"  And I
suddenly thought, what if he doesn't want a next time?  What if he's scared
that he'll get caught with a 13 year old?  I quickly added, "But I
understand if you didn't want to do this again!"

John lifted up on his elbow immediately, "Jax, how could I not want to see
you again?  I'm not the kind of guy to use a girl, ANY girl and added to
that, how the Hell could I let you go now?  I don't want to scare you babe,
but I think I'm falling head over heels for you already!"

I was shocked, surprised and a little stunned but I had to vocalise it,
"You mean ....... you'd actually want me to be your girlfriend?  Wouldn't
that be dangerous for you?"

"Yes, I'd LOVE you to be my girlfriend, if you'll have me!  And yes, we
will have to be incredibly careful but you've blown me away, and I don't
just mean to sex, which was the best ever by the way, but you are gorgeous,
funny, amazing and the sexiest person I've ever met.  So, in short, I'd
like you to think about it, don't answer now, OK?"

I squeezed him tighter and nodded.  I already knew the answer I'd be
giving.

We were both completely spent and we lay together for another hour, just
talking, kissing and cuddling and we made plans for us to meet again the
next day, Sunday.  Getting dressed was horrible and I nearly cried as he
dropped me off, close to home.  It had been an amazing roller coaster of a
24 hours and I was bursting to tell the world that I'd just had sex.  As it
happened, there was only one person I could tell.  That was Sally.

I sent her a WhatsApp message, asking if she was on her own.  She replied
yes.  I asked if she was sure because I wanted to send her a private
picture.  This piqued her interest and she replied with an `Oooh yes,
definitely!'

I sent her one photo.  It was a photo of a long, thick and beautiful cock.
Behind that cock was her best friend, clearly naked but her breasts pressed
onto the man's legs and she was smiling.  She was smiling as her tongue was
licking up the shaft that she was gripping tightly at the base.

There was a pause, quite a long pause and then a reply, `COME TO MY HOUSE
NOW!!!! I NEED TO KNOW EVERYTHING!!!'

I turned around and headed to Sally's.  This was going to be fun!

End of Chapter 2 ...... How will Sally deal with this news?  Will Jax meet
John again?  Look out for Chapter 3, appearing very soon on Nifty!

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