Date: Tue, 21 Jul 2020 00:32:57 +0000 From: crnhskrfn77 Subject: Back in the Day 21 Back in the day - Chapter 21 I've been thinking about this for a while. I had many adventures in my younger years, but most didn't go anywhere near as far as I now wish they had. So I thought I'd tell you about these fun times with both boys and girls, with a little artistic license to get the events to the point I wish they'd gotten to years ago. Some of the stories are taking actual events and expanding on them to include more than just the nudity that actually took place, while some are completely fictional other than still being about real kids I've known. Needless to say, all names have been changed. Each chapter will be a different event, though there may be overlap of some of the characters. The stories will be of events that took place from the time I was young teen or even preteen up to now with me in my 60's. They won't necessarily be presented in chronological order. I'll be guided by what memory pops into my warped mind. If you enjoy the stories on Nifty, mine or others, I hope you'll consider making a donation to keep this wonderful site going. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html If you enjoy the stories I'd love to hear from you – crnhskrfn77@protonmailcom. If you were using my gmail address, that's no longer active. I'm also available to chat on wickr (thanks to one of my readers!) – I'm crnhskrfn77 on there. You can find my previous stories in the prolific authors section under crnhskrfn. If you want to comment on any of them, please use the email above as the email listed in those stories is no longer active. Michelle Hi readers! When I was in high school, I was part of the show choir in my Junior and Senior years. There were 20 of us – 5 for each part (Bass, Tenor, Alto, Soprano) and our director was awesome. We all loved him. His wife was our accompanist. We would do concerts not only at the school, but groups in the area hired us to perform. Between that and a couple of fundraisers, we were able to take a trip at the end of the year. In the case of my years, it was a trip to Lake Powell with a houseboat and a couple of ski boats – just fun in the sun for about 4 days. Our director and his wife (we called her Mama) had two kids. Their son was a year older than me and was actually part of the group for the 2nd half of the year when I was a junior. His daughter was 12 at the time of this story, and her name is Michelle... I first met Michelle when our director had us all over to their house for a Christmas get together. It was a fun night of everyone playing games, lots of food, and of course, at their Christmas parties, no one could eat until you made an ornament for their tree. They had tables set up with all kinds of crafty items and no one got out of it. I was working on mine, and with zero artistic talent, definitely struggling. Michelle saw that, and though we'd only met a few minutes earlier, came to my rescue and helped me put mine together. I was so grateful, I gave her a big hug, then blushed something fierce since I didn't really know her. But I couldn't resist, she was adorable. It seemed throughout the party that Michelle and I were somehow drawn together. When I had my bowl of chili, she signaled me that there was a seat next to her available and I sat down next to her. We talked about our schools, our likes and dislikes, movies, music. You'd have thought there was no one else at the party for a while. Later, we were playing games. I needed a partner for one and looked around. Michelle was standing there, and I asked if she'd be my partner. She agreed, and we did well as partners in the game. When it started getting late (my folks said I needed to be home by 11) I worked my way through the room giving good by hugs to all my friends. Michelle was one of the first hugs I exchanged as I was leaving, and then she was there at the door ready for one more hug. She walked out with me to my car and we had one more hug. I wanted to kiss her, but just didn't know how she'd take it. But one thing was for sure...I was smitten with a 12-year-old girl! I had to figure out how to see more of her. Our choir director had always said that any of us were welcome at his house at any time. He had a very unique relationship with all of "his kids" (as he thought of us), and we all adored him. I had never just dropped in before, but now knew that I would be doing so. As an excuse to stop by during Christmas break, I spent some of the money I had earned mowing lawns over the summer on a game for their family. Not sure if any of you remember the game Connect Four, but it had been introduced the year before and was pretty popular. I wrapped it up and headed over on the Saturday afternoon before Chrismas. As expected, I was welcomed by my director and his wife. Their son wasn't there, but Michelle was. We sat in the living room; Michelle next to me on the sofa. They let her open the gift, and they all were pleased with the game. I hadn't seen it the night of the party so was hoping they didn't already have it. I couldn't hardly focus on anything my director was saying since all I could think of was the beautiful young girl sitting next to me. Mama brought us all cups of hot cocoa (it was a cold winter day) and we enjoyed them while chatting. During the course of our conversation I mentioned that a few of us were probably going skating a couple of days after Christmas. Michelle said that sounded so fun, and I said she was welcome to come along. I let them know they were all welcome to come, but my director and Mama said they would pass, but gave permission for Michelle to join us. I told them I would call them with the details in the next day or so as we finalized our plans and then said I needed to be getting back home to help my folks with some things. There were hugs all around, but there was only one I cared about, and I didn't want to let her go. I called the next afternoon and Michelle answered the phone. I filled her in on when we were going, and let her know I'd pick her up at 1PM that day. We talked for about 15 minutes. The conversation with her just seemed to flow so easily. I wished her a Merry Christmas and told her I couldn't wait to see her the following week. She said she was looking forward to it as well. Christmas was very nice with the family, but all I could think of was the upcoming skating when I was going to get to see Michelle again. There was no one else in my jack off sessions anymore other than the way she looked the last time I saw her. I would cum so fast just thinking of her. Dear lord, I had it bad! The day finally arrived for the skating party. It wasn't really a party, just a few friends meeting at the ice-skating rink, but it's the easiest way to describe it. A few minutes before 1PM I was at Michelle's house, and a few minutes later we were on our way. Of course, Mama cautioned us both not to break anything. As we headed downtown to the rink, Michelle scooted over on the bench seat so that she was sitting beside me. (There may be a lot to say for bucket seats, but you can't sit close with your girl like you can on a bench seat!) I smiled over at her and took hold of her hand. She smiled back at me. It was a beautiful day and we had a good time skating. The friends were all from the show choir, so they all knew Michelle and welcomed her. I explained about being over at their house and mentioning the skating and her wanting to come along. They all seemed to accept that explanation. We skated for a couple of hours, having a great time and enjoying the nice turn of weather. It was a warm sunny day – much better than the weather we'd had just before Christmas. When we left, we stopped at 7-11 and I bought us each an Icee, cola for me, cherry for her. There was a large park just a few miles away and I drove out there and parked in spot that looked down on the town. Michelle was again sitting close to me. I took her hand. "Michelle, I want to tell you something, but I'm not really good at saying these kinds of things." I turned on the seat so that I was looking at her. "Michelle, I know this sounds strange, and if this makes you uncomfortable, I'll take you right home and never say another word. But I really like you. I like you a lot." "I like you too Robbie. I liked you from when we first met at the Christmas party." "Me too. I just felt drawn to you that night. I have a confession to make." "What?" "I bought that game so I'd have an excuse to come over to your house. I just had to see you again." "I'm glad you did. I couldn't think of anything for the next few days but how I couldn't wait for today." "But what now? Your parents aren't going to let me date you – I'm 16 and you're 12. My parents wouldn't understand it either." "We will find a way to see each other. Or lots of ways. Dad and Mom always say the show choir members are always welcome to come by anytime, so that's one thing. You can just come over for no real reason." "And if we plan ahead we could meet at the park a couple blocks from your house." "You told me the night of the party that you're good at math, right Robbie? Well I'm not. It's hard for me. Maybe I could get Mom and Dad to have you come help me with my math homework sometimes." "How did you get so smart at 12 years old Michelle?" "I'm not smart, I just know I have to find ways to see you Robbie." I pulled her into a hug, and we held each other. "Michelle?" I whispered. "Yeah Robbie?" "Can I kiss you?" "Please do Robbie." I brought my lips to hers. It was sweetest, most tender kiss I've had in my life – to this day. I nearly came in my pants just from the sweetness of that first kiss. We must have kissed for 5 minutes before I opened my mouth slightly and allowed my tongue to touch her lips. She responded by parting her lips and we took the kissing to the next level. I could taste the Cherry Icee on her lips and tongue. I knew then that all my Icee purchases would be Cherry. I began to run a hand up and down her back, and after a couple of minutes, I moved my hand around to her front. I rubbed her tummy and moved a little higher. As my hand got to just below her just budding breast, we broke our kiss. I gazed into her eyes and she into mine. Time was frozen. "Do you want me to stop?" She answered me by putting her hand over mine. And then she slowly moved it up so that it was over her titlet and I felt it through her sweater. Our lips came back together and we continued making out. Sadly, we noticed it was beginning to get dark and we knew that she had to be getting back home. When we got to the house, I went in with her. Her folks asked about the skating and we told them about the fun we'd had and who all was with us. I had to confess to being on my butt just about as much as I was on my skates. Grace would never be my middle name. My director invited me to stay for dinner, and I happily accepted. We sat around the kitchen table talking while Mama was fixing dinner. "Can I show Robbie my room? He's never seen it. I want him to see my tigers." "Sure Michelle. Dinner will be ready in about 20 minutes." I followed her down the hall to her bedroom. It was a typical girls room, that is except for one thing. She must have had 15 stuffed tigers. All sizes. It was really quite surprising, not something I would have expected to find. "Why the tigers Michelle?" "I saw a special about them on TV a few years ago and just fell in love with them." "They are almost as cute as you are Michelle," I said with a grin. She looked at me. "You really think I'm cute Robbie?" "To tell you the truth, I think pretty is a much better word. You're so pretty it amazes me Michelle." I was sitting on the edge of the bed, and she came and stood between my knees and kissed me. I brought her down so she was sitting on my leg and continued kissing her. She had taken her sweater off when we'd arrived back at the house and just had a t-shirt on now. I ran my hand up and could feel her little breast much better. Taking a chance and knowing we just had a few minutes, I moved my hand back down, then slid it under her t-shirt and slid it back up to feel her little tittie without any cloth between it and my hand. I had touched plenty of young girl tits over the last couple years, but this one was special. We needed to head back to the kitchen before her parents got suspicious. But I made note that there was a tiger she needed for her collection. I told myself I'd have to find it for her. Before we went back to the kitchen we agreed to meet at the park two blocks away tomorrow at two o'clock. We enjoyed a nice dinner, and then the four of had a little Connect Four tournament, with Mama coming out on top. As I took my leave, I got hugs from all. After I'd gone, Michelle was helping her Mom with the dishes and straightening up the kitchen. Mama listened to her talking about the day, and when they were done with the dishes set Michelle down to talk to her. "You really like Robbie don't you sweetie?" "Oh I do Mom, I really do. He's so sweet and kind." "You realize he's four years older than you. That's a big gap in age at this stage of your life." "I do know that Mom. And I know it bothers you, but I'm ok with it." "You're ok with it because you've got a crush on him Michelle." "Mom, you could be right. But I feel like it would be the same if he was 12 or I was 16. I think we'd feel the same about each other." "Feel about each other? Has he said how he feels?" "He said he likes me and thinks I'm very special." Mama wasn't sure what to think and decided to talk to her husband. "Ok honey, go get ready for bed. We'll talk more tomorrow." Later as the two of them lay in bed, she brought it up with her husband. Her husband understood that her daughter had a crush. And he also understood what it was like to get turned on by someone considerably younger that you, since he had students around him everyday that made him so damn horny. But what he said is that he'd call me and have a talk with me. So the next morning he called my house and my mom answered the phone. "Robbie, it's for you. It's your choir director." "Good morning sir. What's up?" "Robbie, I need you to come meet me at the coffee shop at 10AM please. We need to have a little chat." "Um, yes sir, I'll be there." I was nervous as hell, figuring this had to be something to do with Michelle and I, but I knew I had to go. When I stepped into the coffee shop, he was sitting in the far back booth with no one else around his table. I slid into the booth opposite him. He'd already ordered me a Coke. He didn't pull any punches. "So, you and Michelle. I understand you've come to like each other." "Um, well, yes sir." "Why?" "What?" "Why? Why are you attracted to my daughter?" "I'm not sure I can really explain it sir. It started when I met her at the Christmas party. It just seemed like we got along so well. She's so sweet. And she's pretty. As we've talked, we like a lot of the same things, like movies, and music, and things like that." "Are you sure it's not just because she's four years younger than you and you think you can take advantage of her?" "I'm not sure what you mean by that sir. I just know I enjoy being with her. I know when I'm not with her, I'm thinking about her. Like all the time. After the skating and we got our Icees, we were talking and we, um, we held hands, and geez sir, it was just the best feeling I've ever had!" Suddenly I felt his foot massaging the back of my leg. He had slipped his loafer off his foot. "Listen Robbie, it sounds like you have quite a crush on my little girl. But I'm ok with that, and I give you permission to spend time with her." He used his foot to push my legs apart, then moved his foot between them and put it right on my dick and massaged it with his stockinged foot. "I sometimes like younger people too Robbie." Shit, he was coming on to me. And it was making me hard. "Are you done with your Coke?" "Yes sir." "Follow me into the restroom before we leave." I followed him in, and we stood at the trough style urinal, which you don't see too much anymore. "Open your pants and hook them below your balls." I did as he said, and he reached over and took hold of my rock hard dick. He began to stroke it. He paused for a minute and pulled his dick out and told me to jack it for him. I took hold of it and stroked it as he went back to stroking my dick. I was 16, standing in a public restroom, and getting jacked of with all my junk on display. How long do you think I was going to last? Right, not long. I was soon shooting my creamy teen load into the urinal. He kept stroking me until it became to uncomfortable and I had to ask him to stop. He had me keep stroking him until we heard someone coming down the hall towards the restrooms. I closed my pants up and he did the same. As another man walked in, we were moving towards the sinks to wash our hands. Outside the restaurant, he asked me if I understood things. What I understood is that if I let him play with me, I could see Michelle, and I'd do anything for that. "Yes sir." "Good! I'm glad we had this chat. I'll let Mama know that I'm sure you'll be very kind to Michelle and I've given you permission to spend time with her." "Thank you sir." "You're welcome. And by the way, stop by on Tuesday – the day before New Years Eve. I'll be alone that day and might need some company." I swallowed hard and agreed that I would be there. "Um, is it ok if I follow you home now so I can see Michelle?" "Of course Robbie – you're always welcome." When we got the house I followed him inside. Mama was sitting in the living room. "Good morning Robbie." "Hi Mama, how are you today?" "Just fine Robbie." Turning to her husband, she asked "Did you and Robbie have your chat?" "We did honey, and I've given him my blessing to spend time with Michelle. He's a fine young man and will treat her well. Isn't that right Robbie?" "Absolutely sir." "Michelle's downstairs right now Robbie, you can go on down." "Thanks Mama." When I got downstairs, I found Michelle in their laundry room getting ready to start a load of her laundry. She hadn't heard me come down so I snuck up behind her. Putting my hands over her eyes, I whispered "Guess who?" "Burt Reynolds?" "Nope, guess again." "Shawn Cassidy?" "Nope?" "My favorite guy?" "I hope so!" She turned around and leapt into my arms, bringing her lips to mine for a very hot kiss. "What are you doing here? I thought we were meeting at the park at two?" "Your dad and I just had a chat. It seems your folks know that we've been, um, developing feelings for each other." "I'm sorry. It's my fault. I just needed to talk to my mom about everything." "Don't worry Michelle. It's all ok. Your dad gave me his blessing. They are fine with me spending time with you. Isn't that great?" "Oh Robbie, that's wonderful! But what about your parents?" "Honey, if you're ok about it, I'd rather just not tell them about us right now. They aren't like your parents and they wouldn't get it. And if they told me I couldn't see you anymore, I'd just die!" "Ok Robbie, whatever you think is best." "So what are you doing?" "Just starting a load of laundry." I looked at the basket of clothes and grabbed a pair of tiny blue panties. "Wow, I'd like to see you modeling these!" Michelle blushed and grabbed the panties from my hand. "Just never you mind about my panties mister!" I whispered in her ear. "I want to mind about all of you Michelle." She looked at me and gave me another kiss before turning back and getting her laundry started. "Want to watch some TV while I'm doing laundry? We've got a TV down here too." "Wow, two TV's? Your dad must make a lot of money." "I think someone gave it to him for some work he did. He's always doing extra odd jobs of some kind. You never know what he might be doing." Thinking back to the bathroom this morning, I could certainly agree with that! We found a show on TV and sat on the couch. As you might guess, we were making out more than watching the show. She let me put my hand up under shirt again and I was loving playing with her budding breasts. Deciding to see if she'd let me go a little further, I started pulling her shirt up over her head. She let me and once it was off I started to toss it aside but she grabbed it and said she needed it close in case she heard her folks coming downstairs. "Don't worry, the squares all squeak. We'll hear them." She leaned against the back of the sofa and I gazed at her bare chest before leaning down to tease a nipple with my tongue. It brought a soft moan from her and caused my dick to get a little harder in my jeans. I spent the next 20 minutes getting to know her immature but oh so beautiful young, just budding breasts, with my mouth, my tongue, and my hands. We heard the washer stop so she put her shirt back on and went to put the clothes in the dryer. Again, I grabbed one of her pair of panties and held it up. They were so small and so adorable, just like her. "Are you wearing something like this sweetie?" She smiled as she took them from me and threw them in the dryer. "Wouldn't you like to know?" "God yes I'd like to know!" She just kissed me then finished moving her laundry into the dryer and got it started. We headed back to the couch, but before we sat down, she took her shirt back off without my even asking. I thought that was an awfully good sign. We went back to making out with me fondling her nipples. Wanting to push the boundaries a little bit, I let my hand wander lower. At the top of her jeans I just rubbed softly back and forth. She didn't make any objection, so I moved my hand lower on the outside of her jeans until I was rubbing her crotch. The brought another soft moan from her and a little squirming, but she didn't try to stop me. I rubbed her over her jeans for a couple of minutes and it seemed like she was into it so I unbuttoned them and pulled down the zipper. She made a little whimpering sound. "Are you ok Michelle?" I whispered. "Do you want me to stop?" "No, I'm just scared. No one has ever touched me this way." "If I start to do anything you don't like, say so, and we stop. Ok?" She looked into my eyes for a moment. I waited. Time had stopped. It felt like an hour went by while we didn't move, but it was more like a minute. Finally she leaned into me and started kissing me again. I pushed my hand inside of her jeans but kept them on the outside of the soft cotton panties she had on. I rubbed over her pussy and felt the warmth and moisture of her, even from the outside and through a layer of fabric. Now we were both moaning. I finally decided to go farther and slid my hand inside her panties. For the first time I was feeling her 12-year-old pussy skin to skin. I was shaking from both excitement and fear. Excitement to be touching this beautiful girl that I was falling in love with and fear that it would all stop, or that her parents would come down the stairs. I rubbed the lips of her pussy. I felt only the tiniest amount of fine hairs. The skin was so amazingly soft. Then something happened that, while it thrilled me, shocked the hell of me at the same time. I felt her hand on my crotch, right over my hard as stone teenage dick. Oh fuck, it felt so good. I couldn't believe it. She was being much more bold than I would have ever thought. And of course, the dryer buzzes right at that moment. We both about jumped out of our skin. Christ, what timing. She closed her pants and put her shirt back on and we went to the laundry room. She quickly folded the clothes and put them in the basket. Holding up a small pair of white cotton panties she said "These are what you were feeling just now." I took them and rubbed my face with them. "You weirdo!" she said as she laughed. "Come on, we're going upstairs. Let's see what's for lunch." My thought was that she was going to be lunch, but I guess not. We got upstairs, and no one was there. "I wonder where my folks are. It's not like them to leave and not say anything." We walked into the kitchen and there was a note on the table. It read... Michelle – your dad and I went to run some errands. We should be back by about 3. There's sandwich stuff in the refrigerator if you and Robbie get hungry. Behave! Mom. "Are you hungry Robbie?" "Normally Michelle, I would say yes. But I have to say, I can think of something I'd rather be doing right now." "Me too. Come on." With the basket of clothes under one arm, she grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hall to the "Tiger's Den" as I'd quickly come to think of her bedroom. She dropped the basket, turned, and put her arms around my neck, pulling my head down so she could kiss me. We stood there making out for a few minutes, but my hands were roaming her body outside of her clothes. I grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted. She broke our kiss so I could pull it over her head. This time when I tossed it aside, she didn't object. She surprised me again by pulling my sweater up and off, followed by the t-shirt I had on underneath it. I opened her pants but paused again. Looking at her, she nodded. I pushed them and her panties down. She sat on the edge of the bed and let me pull them off her legs. My beautiful girl was naked. I didn't think she could get any prettier, but naked, she took my breath away. She would never be considered a classic beauty, not a model type, but in my eyes, she was the most gorgeous girl on the planet at that moment. She reached up and opened my belt, then unsnapped my jeans and lowered the zipper. She looked up at me, and I nodded. She pulled just my jeans down and worked them off my legs. I stood in front of her in an obscenely tented pair of tighty whiteys. Then she reached up and pulled them down, releasing my 5" dick. Now we were both naked. She lay back on the bed and I lay beside her. In my wildest dreams I didn't think this would be happening today. At best, I thought we might be able to do a little making out in the park. But oh my God, here we were both naked and laying on her bed. We held each other close as we kissed, reveling in the feeling of our naked young flesh rubbing together. It was one of the most erotic moments of my life. My dick was leaking precum something fierce, and I was just hoping I didn't cum too soon just from being naked with her. That would be so embarrassing! I broke off our kiss so I could start kissing and licking my way down her delighful little girl body. I spent a few minutes at her titlets and nipples with which I was becoming very familiar. I moved down slowly, planting lots of kisses along the way on all that smooth creamy flesh. When I arrived at her young pussy, it was truly delightful. I tiny amount of hair had grown, but aside from that, was still very much the love box of a very young girl. I planted several kisses on her outer lips and them used my fingers to open them up. She was warm and very moist inside as I worked my tongue into her. Sweet young pussy – what a delicious treat. I found her little clit and attacked it with my tongue. She nearly bucked me off. She screamed out her ecstasy. I was so glad her parents we're not home! I ate her pussy through 2 orgasms and then moved back up. I didn't ask permission this time. I just lined up and started pushing into her pussy. She was so warm and tight. "Oh God yes Robbie, put your cock in me baby. Make me yours." I pushed all the way in and realized – she wasn't a virgin! There was no hymen to break through. While I was a little disappointed, I was more curious. I wonder who'd gotten hear before me? I mean, she is only 12, and this is 1975. Hmmmm. I didn't let it distract me for long. I had my teen prick buried in a preteen pussy that was warm, wet and inviting. I went to town fucking her for all I was worth. I had to – I knew I wasn't going to last too long at all. I rode her to a third orgasm, but when her pussy walls started spasming around my dick, it was all over. I thrust as deep as possible into her and started filling her with my teen seed. Once I'd deposited every gram of cum I could in her tight pussy, I collapsed on top of her, trying to catch my breath and come down from my orgasmic high. As my dick softened, I eventually pulled out of her. Her pussy gaped open for a while, leaking my cum and her juices. "Go in the bathroom and bring me a warm washcloth please Robbie." I brought it back and helped clean her up. Once we were dressed and back downstairs in front of the TV, I had to ask the question I'm not sure I wanted to know the answer to, but had to ask anyway. "I'm sorry I came inside of you Michelle. I sure don't want to get you pregnant." "It's ok Robbie, Mom put me on the pill a couple of years ago, just for times like this." "Then you've done that before? Had sex with a boy?" "Oh yes. Boys, girls, I just love sex." I was shocked by this. I was learning my innocent little crush was actually a nymphomaniac. Maybe even a perv, live me. Fuck, what could be better. "I don't want to make you mad, but can I ask how many boys, have, um, you know." "Fucked me? Oh Robbie, I lost count long ago. The first boy was 3 years ago. He was 15 and I was 9. Thankfully he wasn't very big in the dick department. But it was awesome. After that, Mom put me on the pill since she knew I loved it and wanted to have a lot more sex." Jesus, I got this one wrong. But it got my dick hard again. I grabbed her and started kissing her while stripping her naked once again. "Robbie, what if my parents come home and see us?" "Do you care?" "Not really, I just don't want you to be embarrassed." "I'll be fine baby. I think I have an understanding with your dad." I fucked her again, and several more times that week. One of those times was the Tuesday when her Dad has asked me to come over. Michelle was actually home that day. After her Dad sucked a load out of me I went to the Tiger's Den and fucked his daughter. They were a pretty fucked up family as it turned out. But a fun one. I eventually got to sleep with Mama too, and their son and I fucked each other up the ass while Michelle watched. All in all, it was a great Christmas vacation. Oh, and yes, I did find the tiger I felt she needed for her collection. She loved it when I gave her Tigger in between fucking her and her and getting fucked by her big brother!