Date: Sun, 05 Mar 2006 09:37:00 -0500 From: S. Teller Subject: A Life Worth Living - Chapter 8 Disclaimer - If reading erotic fiction offends you, Don't Read This. If you're not sure what erotic fiction is, Don't Read This. The characters portrayed in this piece may possibly resemble persons living or dead, but every effort has been made to protect the identity of participants by changing names, places, and dates. If you think you recognize yourself here, you are mistaken. This is written solely for the entertainment of those who enjoy reading literature of this sort. That said, let's proceed... After that first weekend Kay and I spent every available moment together, without changing the way we transpired our days. We would meet after school for as long as we could before each going on to jobs. I would walk her to a couple of her classes and at lunch time we went out to the student parking lot, climbed in the front seat of my car and made out for a half hour or so before our next class. It was fun...Wednesday that week we were both off work, so when we met after school, she told me to follow her home. We dropped off her car, I visited with her Mother for a few minutes and we left again. Kay immediately slid across the seat and grabbed my crotch. "Let's go somewhere and fuck", she said with a lustful leer on her face. "For someone who's only done that one time you're sure forward about that", I replied. "I've waited for years and have to make up for lost time", she laughed, rubbing my cock through my slacks. "You shouldn't mind benefiting from my willingness". "Not at all, but we have to make a stop first", I replied. Swinging into a service station, I jumped out and rushed into the restroom. Sure enough, there on the wall, the "rubber machine". Digging quarters out of my pocket, I fed them in one at a time and purchased four "lubricated for comfort", "for the prevention of disease" (no problem), and "for the prevention of pregnancy" (a problem)... back to the car. Getting in she said "What was that all about" ? "Just getting something to make it better for us both", tossing one of the condoms in her lap. She picked it up and smiled, continuing to caress my leg. "Where are we going " she asked ? "I've got the key for a friends cabin on the lake. It's a weekend house so everything is on, the electricity and all. It's nice. All we have to do is straighten up before we leave. There won't be anyone around in the middle of the week." It was about a twenty minute drive to the lake and another ten to navigate the dirt roads to the cabin. We were inside by 4:30, clothes off in two minutes and a couple of minutes later, condom in place we were "getting down to business". "Now take it easy", she said. "You're pretty big and I haven't really ever done this except what we did the other night.", referring to a few nights before when she had let me "put it in" but not really fuck her. We had stayed like that for a long time and she got me off orally when the pressure got to great. "Don't worry, I'll take it easy and if you want me to stop just say so. I want this to be right for you cause I want you around for a long time. We have all the time in the world to make this right so tell me what you want me to do, or let me take the lead.". As I was saying this I was straddling her, my hands on the outside of her shoulders, my knees on the outside of her legs, that were still pretty much together. My dick, encased in a "service station" Trojan was dangling obscenely and fully erect below my belly and bumping occasionally against her pubes as I kissed her and licked and sucked on her beautifully formed full breasts. I trailed my kisses down, across her flat tummy, marveling at her trim waist (as I said earlier, 18 inches). When I got to the center of her arousal, I could smell her feminine arousal. Rocking back momentarily, I spread her legs with my hands and touched her moist center with my lips, drawing a small gasp from her. I spent a few moments there, licking the concealing hair apart, savoring the flavor and smell of a fertile woman, I knew this was what "breeding" was all about and why animals always smelled each other before coupling. Her smell was making my dick as hard as it had ever been, throbbing for release, straining for freedom and to be firmly sheathed in her vagina.. I had found a firm prominent clitoris (yes, I knew what that was. Ellen had shown me). Homing in on that, I sucked and licked it as I slid a finger into her, looking for that firm spot inside and to the front of her vagina that Ellen had also shown me and shown me how rubbing it gently while doing this would cause a woman to loose control. It worked, Kay had a very easy to find "sensitive" spot. Rubbing that with the ball of one finger as I sucked her clitoris, she cried out, thrust her hips toward me, gushed wetness and climaxed. Her climax went on for what seemed an eternity. She finally pushed my face away from her, breathing hard and ragged... "Enough... enough... I can't stand it any more... it feels so good... do it more... don't do it... ", grabbing my head she pulled me back to her. I opened my mouth and French kissed her vaginal lips, probing deeply with my tongue, she came again...pushing me away again,... "Ohhh.. Stop... don't stop...it feels so good... I can't stand it... don't stop...Fuck me... now...", she demanded. I slid in between her legs, leaned down to kiss her with my cum drenched lips. She licked eagerly at my lips as her hand found my dick and pulled it to her. Pulling me into her pussy, sliding her hand back on my dick a little she actually pushed the first few inches in herself. Her hips were humping wildly against my hardness, taking a little more each time until she was full. I reached the inner wal of her vagina at about six inches, pressed in firmly and gripped tightly by her small frame. I stroked into her tight wet warmth as she pushed against me. "I want it all, Frank... fuck me.. Make me cum again...". I humped against her, still not able to get more than a little over six inches in, but I was confident with practice she would eventually accommodate it all. Her him jerked spasmodically against me as I stroked her. I could feel her wetness covering us both as her pussy pumped lubrication for this massive invasion. "Fuck me Frank... make me your whore... I want your dick to fill my cunt with hot slimy cum...fuck me harder...". She was really into talking dirty as we fucked. She was crying out this as we kissed and sucked on each others lips and tongues and pounded against one another. I slid my hands under her, supporting her back and in one swift motion rocked back on my legs and picked her up. She probably didn't weigh a hundred pounds and I'm about 180 at this point and basically muscle. I picked her up and held her in front of me, sliding her on and off my dick as she kept going..."fuck me hard... make me your whore...I want to be your pussy... make my cunt sore you bitch stud"... fairly creative "dirty talk" I thought at the time. Holding her on my dick, I felt her pussy start to spasm and grip again. I decided to let go now so when she started climaxing this time I started filling the rubber with cum. My abs and hips tightened and flexed, my dick swelled and my balls squeezed tightly and tried to crawl into my belly as I shot my load. Her eyes widened as she realized I was climaxing with her this time... After a moment we were both "shot"...I was rocked back on my heels, still holding her on my dick. Sliding her forward, I slid her off my dick and laid it on her belly. Reaching down I swiped the rubber off and dumped the cum on her belly. Scooping up a handful, I lubricated my dick and began stroking. My balls were still pressed against her sopping wet pussy as I stroked my dick over her. In just a minute I began shooting off again, splashing cum from her neck all the way down, covering her with my strands of pearls...laying her back gently, I leaned over and kissed her, then trailed down her body, licking and kissing up all the sperm that was spotted all over her breasts and tummy, swallowing it and occasionally kissing her as I went down. Arriving back at her pussy, I once again picked up her hips, spread her wide and went underneath, tonguing her ass hole, rimming her tiny tight hole that was so nicely bathed in her own juices. Her breathing got hard again and after a few minutes of "back door attention", I sucked her clitoris to another climax. We lay together for a while kissing passionately, and then less so as our mutual arousal waned. After a while we could talk and we did, of love and lust and how much we enjoyed each other... "I'm going to be sore tomorrow", she said..."but a good sore. You know, I could fuck you all day and night. I love... I mean absolutely love what you do to me. I can tell I'm not your first, but I don't care. I hope it was as good for you.". I was ecstatic, I felt the same but had been hesitant to say anything because we had really only been seeing each other a week or so. The sex had really moved in fast considering the area we lived in and the attitudes at the time. "I kind of feel the same... we could go steady if you'd like.". I offered up. "Let's talk about that...you know my friend Karen.". I knew Karen, she went to school with us and was in the same class as Kay. "Yeah, what about her", I knew some things but wanted her to talk about them. "Well, Karen and I have been friends almost since birth". "That's cool, I have friends like that too. What's that got to do with our going steady". "Karen and I started having sex together when we were 12 years old," she said. "No big deal," I responded. "Let me share a philosophy with you". This was something Mr. C and I had discussed at length, pillow talk..." I assume the two of you do a lot of things together, sexually I mean. That would explain why you were able to enjoy what we did even though it was kind of the first time. You tell me though... toys and stuff too ?". "Oh yes... she and I play with her toys, we kiss and feel each other up, and sometimes we do oral sex with each other. In fact we do that quite a bit the last year or so. Karen is probably going to be lesbian just from the way she talks about it, but I like both ways now that I have some experience in the other way. Karen has always admired attractive women though but I enjoy seeing attractive women and hot guys both.". "OK... think about this... sex doesn't define the relationship, but it does enhance a relationship. Just like you won't always drive the same car, live in the same house, go to the same school, or eat the same food every meal; there's no reason to always have sex with the same person every time you have sex. The feelings two people have define the relationship. Some people may decide to restrict their sexual activity to just the two of them. Other people may have a perfect relationship from an emotional sense and from all other ways of looking at it but enjoy sex with others or even lots of others. I don't object in the least to you having Karen as a "girl friend" if she can handle me as your "boy friend". In fact, I wouldn't object to you having other girls occasionally and as long as our relationship was strong I probably wouldn't object to you sampling other boys. Even if she can't handle it, the decision is yours. Neither Karen or I should blackmail you emotionally about this. I can share if she can...". "I had hoped you'd say something like that. That's the way I feel about it too. Karen has been acting a little jealous of you, mostly because you and I are going to the Junior-Senior together and she doesn't have a date. She had planned on she and I going together without dates and winding up the evening spending the night at her house or mine. I think she was planning a romantic evening for the two of us and then I asked you to the dance.". "If you want to break the date that's OK. You can go with her if you'd like. It seems like there should be someone Karen could ask though, a guy I mean. There's plenty of guys not dating anyone in both Junior and Senior classes. Karen is an attractive girl, she wouldn't have any problem getting a date if guys knew she was interested.". "She's not really interested in guys though. She's pretty shy about that anyway. She could never ask a guy out. She's always thought she and I would be a couple for years to come. I'll hate to disappoint her but, even though I enjoy her, I like guys better." "Have you ever been with any other women", I asked. "Just curious". "I have been actually. Or I might say we have been. When Karen and I first started doing stuff together there were five girls in our group. We all experimented together and played around. A couple of them dropped out when we were all fifteen years old, the other when we were sixteen, last year. The others are dating guys now and really won't even discuss the stuff we used to do together.". "Well, they do discuss it with someone. There's been rumors around about you ad Karen for a couple of years. No clear source for the rumors, but exactly what you and I have been talking about. I'd guess one of them talked to someone and it's been spread around.". "That's a little mortifying to know, but I kind of suspected that from the way some people have acted. But you know what... I don't really care. This is high school... five years from now no one will remember much of anything about this. This isn't real life, it's practice for real life. I'll be going to college and probably won't see many if any of the folks from high school in a few years.". "I hope you still see me.", I said. Leaning over and kissing me she responded, "I hope so too". "OK since we're being completely honest and open minded about things here, let me share with you a little.". "OK, what do you want to share,", she asked. "You know the kind of stuff you enjoy doing with girls ?". "Yeah..." "I enjoy doing the same kind of things with guys sometimes". "I knew that, or at least suspected it. After all, you are on the swim team and there's been rumors about the swim team ever since I got in high school. I was going to ask you sometime if the rumors were true or not.". "Whatever the rumors are, they are probably true. The swim team is pretty open minded about a lot of things and some of us are even more so. Does that bother you ?". "Not at all. For the same reasons you pointed out. If you enjoy it it's OK. And if we're going steady then just save some for me." Rubbing my cock she smiled and leaned over to kiss again. "By the way... the way you licked up your cum when we were fucking was a turn on. Maybe we can get together and share a guy sometime.". "Or maybe share a girl", I countered. "In fact here's an idea. Why don't you talk to Karen... incidentally, she can join us on a date anytime you and she would like. I'd love to watch the two of you make love together. But what I was starting to say... why not let me get Karen a date with one of my "boyfriends" for the dance. There's several nice looking guys I know don't have dates. If we can work out the details, we can all double date, you and I, Karen and whoever. That way Karen can actually go to the dance with you and so can I. After the dance we can all go somewhere if everyone wants to and you and Karen can make love together and me and my boyfriend can do the same. I know a couple of guys who won't say anything to anyone and the exposure with a guy for you and Karen both would sidetrack some of the rumors.". "Sounds like a good idea but I'll have to talk to Karen. I'm supposed to see her after I get off work tomorrow night so I can bring it up then. After what you've done for me though, she's going to have to work hard to keep up.". "I suspect women with women are more sensitive and intimate lovers. I know men with men are very different than with a woman. A lot more aggressive.". "Ohhh, I'd love to watch that sometime", she said, leaning over and sucking on a nipple. "Don't get me started again, we don't have time. I'll save the rest of the rubbers for the weekend. Take some vitamins, I want to do this a lot this weekend. I have to work Saturday during the day, but how about Saturday night.", I asked. "Of course, we're going steady now, aren't we." "We are,", I said, holding her nakedness close and kissing her warmly. "I think I could love you", She breathed as we kissed. "Me too". See Chapter 9 for the continuation. This was hetro oriented but sets the stage for more interesting and kinky action. Check in again often and if yyou like the story so far send and email comment. Kisses to all... by the way... female readers should also write. I get lots of email from male readers, and I appreciate it, but I'd love to know if women find this to be an erotic story.