Date: Sat, 14 May 2005 07:18:49 +0100 (BST) From: Christine Lauder Subject: Charlie Chapter 1 This story was relayed to me by a good friend many years ago. Some of the main actions are from real life but I must admit that I have enlarged and fictionalized a lot of it to make it read more interestingly. Charlie I was just 27 when for reasons that I will tell you later, I moved into this small but enlightened community back in the sixties. My career as a teacher had almost finished due mostly to the revelations from one of my students Heath, that he and I had been sexually involved. The lad had been 14 at the time and I had been smitten by not only his superior intelligence over his peers, but also by the large cock that swung between his muscled and well developed young legs. My far from virgin cunt often became overly moist as I looked admiringly upon this aristocratic young lad. His face was a picture of angelic proportions with his massed dark curls surrounding this clear fresh face and charming smile. His little upturned nose and small lips with the flashing light blue eyes just broke my moisture making openings in my cunt and I felt weak in the legs just thinking about his body in a naked state. It was during a gymnastics school display that I had the freak opportunity to view his cock. He had been performing a series of tumbles and vaulting horse exercises when he caught his small tight white shorts on the edge of a seat opposite me. As he moved to join in a line up for an up-coming exercise his shorts ripped open on an edge of the seat and out flopped this large headed circumcised boy cock. He rapidly covered his log with his hands and raced away to put on an alternative pair of shorts. I watched him diligently thereafter and noted with excitement that the bulge in his new shorts was extremely large for a boy his age, which was just 13. My opportunity presented itself a week later when I was visiting the gymnasium to chat with another member of the teaching staff. He needed to get something from the locker in the change room so I followed him in. There coming out of the open multiple showers was darling Heath with all his nudity exposed for me. His cock swung down in front of him from a smooth hairless groin, the large cock head being very obvious. His smooth also hairless balls swung well also. He saw me, smiled and this time made absolutely no attempt to cover his cock. I looked at him transfixed and instinctively my hand rubbed my dress over my cunt. Heath turned around, bent over and gave me an orgasmic making view of his beautiful little bubble bottom. Then he turned again and I could see his cock had elongated seriously and I guessed he was sporting at least 7" of hardening boy cock. I felt my juices running down my legs, and my breath became spasmodic. The other teacher didn't grasp on initially thank goodness. As I turned away young Heath cupped his right hand along the extending shaft of his super cock and made a movement like he was starting to masturbate. I flooded at that point, particularly as he was looking me straight in the eye. He smiled and I detected his tongue licking his small pink lips. That afternoon as I was leaving the school grounds I noticed Heath with his bicycle lounging across from the school gates. As I walked past he called my name softly and then moved in beside me trailing his bike. I looked at him and he smiled, again flicking his tongue around his moist little lips. "Your nice, Miss Stafford. I like you a lot and I think you like me. I know you liked what happened this morning in the gym, so I thought you might like to see it again," he almost whispered. My moisture glands erupted and I flooded down through my cunt. I looked at him and smiled and ran my tongue around my moist lips. His right hand now grasped mine and squeezed it, then moved away. I rented the rear section of a large family home that had been converted into small self contained apartments. Heath knew where I lived, and without any further ado jumped on his bike and rode away down the road. I could hardly walk and the wetness of my panties and the moisture between my legs started to make a squelching noise. As I placed my key in the door I was aware of a small figure behind me and there was Heath. He quickly followed me in and then grabbed my hand and placed it on his hard cock. I knew that in a few moments he would have his cock inside me and I wasn't in any way making any barriers to that action. His hand now moved under my skirt and soon his fingers were pushing past the seamed edge of my dripping panties and fingering my cunt lips. I moaned as he did this. I dropped my bag and we almost raced to my small bedroom. My skirt dropped quickly, and then my thin blouse and my bra and soon my panties were also scattered on the floor. Heath was already out of his shirt and his pants were one the floor. Surprisingly he had no underpants on. Then I grabbed hold of that large boy cock as he moved with me onto the bed. My lips swallowed it and I tasted his pre-cum juice. He flinched and then he moved and lay on top of me in the customary sex position and I felt that cock slide easily inside my willing cunt. He instinctively knew how to fuck and soon we were both moaning and grunting as he ploughed his cock inside me. I orgasmed again and again as that large knob touched the vital points inside me. Then he speeded up and with a mighty ram, he exploded his clear cum inside me. Shot after shot fired into me and then we were both spent. He kissed me with great tenderness on the lips, his hard cock still clamped inside me. I cuddled him and he passionately kissed me again and again. We then rolled apart and I was able to survey his delightfully wonderful young body. He was about 5' 4" tall, slim but with obviously developing muscles. His small pink nipples had yet to develop but the surrounding muscle had started to define. He had no trace of any body hair at all, not even atop his large cock, which even though he had just ejaculated, was still a solid hard almost genuine 8" in length. The large head was almost double the size of his shaft and had a long piss slit. His balls were as large as hens' eggs and flopped to one side encased in the light pink hairless veined sack. My cunt was leaking a steady slow of our mixed sex fluids, and his small hand rubbed across it now and then he brought his coated fingers to my lips and then to his own. I thought about what I should say, but Heath lead the way. "That was my first ever time," he announced. "I have been reading about intercourse, but didn't realize how terrific it would really be," he added. I smiled at him and hugged him closely. His cock pushed against my cunt lips and I opened them to accept him again. His rhythm this time was less active as he plunged inside me. I could feel him again punch into my erogenous zones and again my juices flowed in a mighty stream. I could sense that he was enjoying my body but this time I wanted to taste his cum and see him fire. I whispered to him to pull out as he got close and this he did after a few more pumps. I reached down and engulfed his large cock into my mouth and swathed my tongue around his knob. He screamed out now as he began to ejaculate so I let his cock escape from my mouth. His stream of cum was almost completely clear, with no cloudy content. The three blobs landed on my heaving breasts, and I directed his mouth down to lick his issue up. He then moved his lips to mine and I tasted him for the first of many hundreds of occasions. We parted and I lifted my self up on one elbow to look over my new lover. He smiled at me. I kissed him passionately. "I love you," he softly stated. Heath had an enormous capacity for sex. As he lived only two streets away, he made available every opportunity to fuck me. Interestingly he never used any terms like fuck or cunt or cum. He would show up in the early days wearing minimalist clothing and we would immediately start fucking. Sometimes I let him fill me up, other times I would suck or just hand jerk his juice over my body. He enjoyed every one and we would kiss and cuddle for ages afterwards. His attitude at school became energetic and he excelled in every subject scholastically. His sporting prowess grew and he captained the junior cricket and rugby for the following three years. I even gave him his own key and many times I would be lying in bed and he would join me in the early hours of the morning. I got a scare at one stage when he was 13 as my period was late. I mused about having his baby if I was pregnant and had convinced myself to do just that, but eventually I bled and the concern departed. Over those three years he grew only a little in stature reaching just 5' 8", but the muscular tone of his body was superb. His cock grew more as well becoming thicker and longer. His armpit hair was minimal as was the small patch across the top of his thick sausage. No hair grew anywhere else on his defined body and I loved that. How it all ended was a tragedy of climatic proportions. His mother discovered my key and asked about it. He thought he had covered that situation until my mother mentioned to the gym teacher why Heath had a key to the gym. The teacher, unaware of the real reason, stated that no one had keys to the gym beside himself. Heath fumbled the reply to his mother, and she became highly suspicious. One evening Heath was particularly horny and he stumbled over holding his hard large cock. We were well into our fucking when the door opened and in walked Heath's mother and father. She had had a second key cut and they had followed Heath's late night flight. There was no need to say a word. Heath was fucking his teacher. He had been seduced by an older female person and she was definitely to blame. I was told to leave immediately and to never contact Heath again. Heath's father waited for me to pack and told me that he would arrange for all my other possessions to be packed and sent on to me new address. He drove me to the railway station with my single bag. He told me he would inform the school that I had been urgently called away on family matters, and that he would cover up for me. He didn't seem to be overly concerned about his son fucking me, and in fact his hand touched me on several occasions and I felt a definite electrical spark between us. He was as handsome as heath and had still not celebrated his 40th birthday. The story circulated that I had gone to South Africa to be with my parents (who had long since died anyway) and that was that. I changed my name and obtained a good job as a nanny in France, where I stayed for two years. One last event was significant. I wrote to Heath's father about my new address and he complied with my request and sent off all my other small lot of personal belongings. A week later I heard a knock at my new apartment in London and there was Heath's father. I ushered him inside and he seem quite nervous. He asked me about being with Heath so I told him virtually every detail. I noticed that his cock was reacting so I suggested I assist him and he ended up spending the night with me. He fucked me in exactly the same way that Heath did. His cock was a grown up edition of Heath's and he also shared Heath's lack of body hair. He admitted that he was not upset at Heath having sex with me as he knew the boy was well endowed and wondered why he never had any cum stains on his sheets or clothing. He had searched Heath's room many times for evidence of his son's sexual activities, but had never bothered to ask the boy. He never called again and I was upset as his cock had given me great pleasure. There is one last matter pertaining to Heath, but that will be in a future chapter. If you have enjoyed that story then please e-mail me at countrygirlberks@yahoo.co.uk I will endeavour to reply to all emails. If you have any information or suggestions for future stories or any items that may stimulate my writing please send.