Date: Fri, 19 Oct 2012 01:20:37 +0100 From: Rachael Babyface King Subject: Joanna - Part 1 (bi, adult youth) As per all stories on Nifty, if you are offended by the nature of younger people having sexual encounters with adults, please visit the Disney website, where you will read about relationships between princesses and animals!!!! If you like these stories, read on! This story is a departure from my previous tale 'Lizzies Paranormal Discovery' which I was forced to take a break from and then lost my email account grrrrrrrrrrrrrr. This story was one which has been flying around my head for a while and the second chapter is already part written. Not sure if it will progress much past that point unless I have some special brainwaves on it. Other than that, i will be returning to Lizzie very very soon. ALL comments gratefully received, both good and bad but flames will be extinguished by my recycle bin!!! Email me at my new email rachaelbf@hotmail.co.uk Enjoy and please remember to make a donation to Nifty. This archive depends upon your kind gifts!!! It began five years ago. I know now that it was my hormones changing, but back then it was confusing feelings, odd sensations and extremely weird dreams and daytime thoughts. I could never have imagined as to where it would lead. OK, introductions! My name is Jo, last names not necessary and I am 16 yrs old. My story begins when I was 11 years and 6 months of age. I can be that precise because that was the point where I saw my first `buds' appear on my chest and the first signs of growth coincided with my school friends making their wild sexual stories. Even back then, I didn't believe their stories but that didn't stop my mind going into overdrive. It was at that time that I noticed my chest was expanding slightly that my nipples became a little puffy and 200 times more sensitive. This freaked me out a little and I began my internet search for answers. I had typed in `puffy nipples' into Google and instead of receiving medical advice sites, I stumbled upon porn movies showing teen girls with puffy nipples doing all sorts of sex acts which nearly made my eyes pop out of my very innocent head! I was instantly hooked to this particular site and over the coming weeks I became quite proficient in sexual terminology and watched videos with all shapes and sizes of men and women playing with each other and themselves. I didn't dare share my new found source of education with even my best friends and my late nights with a laptop under my bedclothes soon had an adverse effect on my schoolwork. It took a huge effort to concentrate and took weeks of detentions and punishments to get myself back on track. I had been taught, like most kids, that touching yourself `down there' was dirty and it was a good 6 weeks after my first discovery that I dared to imitate the countless films I had seen. I was lay in bed and I just watched a girl masturbating using her fingers and a small dildo. I had been fascinated because the girl had hair identical to mine, short blonde (dyed) and spiky, and even though her tiny boobs were bigger than mine, I began to imagine that it was me in the film. I felt tingles in my belly and, not for the first time, I felt moisture down below. I turned off the computer and I lay in my darkened room. Everyone in the house was in bed and I slowly moved my hand into my PJ bottoms and under the elastic band of my panties. As my fingers touched the top of my smooth pussy and to the top of my slit, I was conscious of the hard nubbin which I had not felt before when I had showered. As my fingers brushed it I gasped as I felt shock waves hit my tiny body. I shuddered as I repeated the movement and very quickly understood and mimicked the actresses from my computer. I continued to rub my clit and every now and then, dipped one or two fingers into the entrance of my hole, picking up a little moisture to apply to my newly discovered love button. My rubbing continued for several minutes and I was mesmerised by the intense feeling coursing through my entire nervous system. I was hooked and as the feeling became more and more intense I was wondering just how good a girl could feel. My shaking became more severe and then suddenly, I felt my heart rate go wild and I had to bite my pillow to stop me yelling out as my brain threatened to explode with an emotional overload. My televisual feasts told me immediately that this was indeed, my first orgasm. My fingers slowed and I was amazed at the moisture leaking from my pussy. I knew this wasn't wee but it almost felt as much. I sniffed at my fingers and put my tongue out tentatively to taste. It was a little tangy but not too bad. I grabbed a towel to dry myself off a little and I lay back on my pillow, still panting but I realised that I was grinning like a maniac. I felt exhausted and soon fell into a deep deep sleep. The smile, however, was still in place in the morning. Even as soon as the next morning, I realised that I had flicked a switch in my head. As I showered for school, the jets of water which were usually for washing, had become a stimulus to my new found clit and inside seconds of the first jets causing me to gasp, my fingers became a blur as I brought myself to my second ever orgasm. From that point I became obsessed with pleasuring myself, but it wasn't as simple as that! Any girl will tell you about crushes. You can't control or help them, they just happen! Usually with a person who you see regularly like school teachers, brothers of friends etc etc. Mine was a bit closer to home. It was my step dad. I say step dad but he was more like a real Dad to me as he had been there since I was 3. My real Dad ran off with another woman and I have only seen him twice since then and he is a total dick and I hate him. Terry though is great. We always do stuff together like bike rides, days out and we even went paintballing once. He has always been there for me and I love him to death. My mum was 35 when I was 11 so that made Terry 30 (Toy boy for my Mum) and when I think back, he didn't have THAT good a body but he was quite trim, hardly any hair on his chest apart from a little tuft in the middle. He often walked round the house in his underwear which was briefs style and after I discovered my pussy, I started noticing the lumps in the front of his pants a bit more and I have to confess that when I was playing with myself, he became my fantasy man. I was so so careful when I observed him as I really didn't want to get caught and more than a few times I could see a clear outline of the thick tube I knew to be his cock. In my imagination he was a long smooth cock like I had seen in so many movies and those thought gave me many orgasms over the next 6 months. In the summer of the next year, 9 months after my sexual discoveries, I was still obsessed with my masturbating, had taken my virginity with a cucumber (not a pleasant story as I could walk properly for days) and my fantasies with Terry were very rare. I still snuck a peek when he was in his undies at the weekend and enjoyed this a lot. I nearly caught him naked a few times when he came out of the shower too but he was too damn quick with his towel. We laughed about it at the time so no awkward moments there. But then I began to notice things. When he wore his undies, the thick tube was visible a little more than before and my imagination told me that he was at least half hard in there. Also, on more than one occasion, I could swear I caught him looking down my top. I should point out that those 9 months had been kind to me. I had grown to pretty much an A cup in the chest department but I rarely wore a bra because I hated them, so only wore one at school when necessary (Sports mainly). I brushed this off as my wild imagination but did use the idea that he fancied me for a few solo sessions. Mum had booked a holiday to a place in Greece with an unpronounceable name like Whackithakinos or something in a private villa. It was a gorgeous place and the three of us all loved it from the minute we arrived. I had no brothers or sisters so I always had them both to myself (yes and spoilt rotten). The first day we hired a car and explored the island and had some lovely food. Then we went back and Mum said she was exhausted and went to bed. Terry suggested we could play cards or watch TV but I said we could try the pool out. He agreed so we went to get changed. I came down in my new 2 piece bikini which I was so happy with but still a bit self conscious. Terry appeared in his big baggy swim shorts and we went out to the pool. We couldn't find the switch for the lights but the terrace was pretty well lit and we jumped in. It wasn't too cold and we did the usual splashing and dunking of each other for ten minutes and then we started to wrestle a bit. As Terry grabbed me, he had always been quite rough with me but I seemed to notice that his grabbing seemed to be quite close or directly on my boobs quite a few times. I wasn't too bothered but once I noticed, I realised that whenever he did, his hand would be there longer than normal. Also, a few times when he grabbed me, my arm brushed against the front of his shorts and he would pull away quickly, but on one occasion I bashed quite hard into him there and I felt his hard cock against my arm for a split second. I pretended not to notice but I saw panic on his face. I stopped and asked, `Are you OK? Did I hurt you?' He muttered that it was OK or something and before long we were playing again as before but now I was trying to get to rub against him to feel that lump again so I invented a game which meant the other one had to grab the other to get them fully under water. It was purely fighting game and Terry was so much stronger I didn't get much chance. His grabbing of me continued and each time he caught my boobs, I could feel my hard nipples jumping under his touch and even in the cold water I could feel the heat from my pussy. Then, by accident, it all changed. Terry gripped me and went to slam dunk me face first in the water. With my legs away from him and my head near his chest, I was heading, face first for the water and I reached out to grab him but caught hold of the belt of his shorts and as I went under the water, off they came, and as I opened my eyes under the water, I was face to face with his hard dick, pointing straight at me. Logically, I could have pretended I didn't see it and come to the surface as Terry grabbed for his shorts. Instead in the scramble, I grabbed at it like I was trying to claw my way to the surface. I could have possibly got away with it but I held on for a second or so too long before I let go and came to the surface. Terry pulled up his shorts and we just looked at each other `Sorry', I said `Err it's OK', Terry replied, searching for something appropriate to say I thought I could help the situation but made it 10 times worse by adding, `It's very nice Terry!' Terry looked at me, lost for words and I realised I had just goofed up something really bad. I carried on, thinking I was in trouble now so decided to spread the blame, `Well with you grabbing me so much under the water, I thought one grab would be fair!' Still silence from Terry and as we both still in the water I went over to him, with the intention of putting my arms around him to apologise. That didn't happen. As I put my arms round him and was about to speak, I felt his arms wrap tightly round me and his lips pressed hard against mine. I admit I didn't pull away but I was gobsmacked! The kiss last a few seconds and then we stopped and stared at each other in silence, our bodies held tightly together, Terry's hard cock pressed hard against my belly, only the material between us. Realisation suddenly hit us and Terry started to swear at himself, saying how bad this is and he clambered from the pool. I now felt like a total fool and ran after him. I begged him not to say anything to Mum and we should talk tomorrow. He didn't say anything and said we should go to bed. Terry walked ahead of me into the house and tiptoed to my room and the tears came flooding out. I had made a total fool of myself and I cried myself into a fitful sleep. When morning came, I knew that Mum and Terry were going to be doing some shopping so I got out of bed, thoroughly depressed and looked at my red eyes in the mirror. I looked a mess so I decided to get a shower. I put my head out of the door and shouted for my folks. No reply. I went back in my room, stripped off and made my way to the shared bathroom. Mum had said that she had put all of our towels in there so I stepped naked out of the room. As I padded across the marble floor, even though I felt sick about last night and had no idea what Terry was going to say to Mum, I started to caress my pussy, deciding that a good fingering of myself might calm me down. As I reached the bathroom door, I was already rubbing at quite a pace and as I pushed the door open, my jaw dropped as I saw Terry, turned slightly away from me, facing the mirror and furiously rubbing his very hard dick. He didn't see me at first and I stood there watching the angry hard penis being rubbed furiously by my stepdad. I watched in awe for those magical seconds and then he saw me out of the corner of his eye. He yelped as he saw me and frantically tried to cover himself. Neither of us said anything but I saw his eyes looking, not into my own, but moving down my naked body. I have no idea why I didn't try to cover up, but the sight of my boobs wasn't the cause of his staring. I was still rubbing my wet pussy. Only when I realised that I was automatically stroking myself did I stop and make a feeble attempt to cover myself. We stood, for what seemed like an age, looking at each other and once again, my inability to deal with a silence, I spoke first, `Were you thinking of me while you did that?' Terry blushed `You were?' I asked with a little shock in my tone `I think you should go Jo!' Terry said, with his voice breaking. He coughed to clear his throat, `Or at least cover up! How will this ever go down if you don't?' He half smiled and was obviously trying to ease the tension. I simply said, `No!' I moved towards Terry and his eyes looked like a rabbit's caught in the headlights. I don't know where the boldness came from, probably the hormones running their merry dance through my body but I let my hands drop to my sides as I walked towards him. I then reached up for a kiss, allowing him the choice to bend down to me. In the pool we were the same height but here I stood 14 inches shorter at 5 foot 1. He did. Our lips met and a felt his arms wrap around me as the damp head of his cock slid up my belly and touched the bottom of my tits and his bushy pubes tickling my skin. I pulled him closer and ran my hands up his smooth back and our tongues began to dance in exploration. I didn't want the kissing to end and I felt Terry's arm swoop under my legs and then he carried me from the bathroom to my bedroom. As he laid me on my bed, he muttered something along the lines of how wrong this was but then resumed our kiss as he lay next to me. His hands immediately moved from my shoulder to my right breast and he took the flesh firmly in his grasp and pinched my nipple quite hard. I groaned into his mouth and moved my own hands to take a hold of his cock which was pushing sharply into my leg. I felt the wide piece of meat pulsing in my hand and instinctively began to stroke him, feeling goo ooze from the head, making it quite slippery in no time at all. I rubbed even harder as I felt his fingers moving lower, eventually teasing my sparse pubic hairs and then one digit sliding smoothly into my hole. Instantly, I began to gasp and his thumb began a weird shaking on my clit as his finger began to fuck me deeper. I was lost in the moment, the whole idea of this being so wrong was gone, and I just wanted to come so bad. What happened next was a complete shock. Terry quickly moved so he was between my legs I felt his cock at the entrance to my pussy. I panicked, waiting for a huge push and some serious pain, but instead he just rubbed the head at the entrance and then lifted the head and groaned loudly and I felt a strong pulse as his meat was pushed against my clit an then I saw and felt his hot juices squirt up my belly. Five thick ropes shot up me and I watched the pools of milky juice on my pale skin, begin to roll to the sides. Terry lay next to me again and whispered, `Make yourself come!' I felt like that was a bit unfair but I started to rub myself as Terry ran a finger through his mess and lifted a finger full of his seed and brought it to my lips. I automatically opened my mouth and took it on my tongue. I t was a bit salty but I moaned my approval. He then fed me the lot as he whispered in my ear, every word making me hornier by the second. He said, `I wanna be your first, I have tried so long to resist but now you have opened the doors, I wanna fuck you so hard, I wanna hear you scream, all you have to do is say yes and I will blow your mind Jo' I turned to look in his eyes as I swallowed his last bit of come and said in an almost inaudible voice, `Yes!' With that he leapt from his position and buried his face deep in my cunt. I did scream out as his tongued lapped at me again and again and hid middle finger probed deep inside me. I was already close but this almost immediately threw me over the edge into the first real orgasm of my life. Tears in my eyes as he finally came up for air and lay on top of me. His weight was close to being too much but his power over me was complete and I didn't care. We kissed again and I thought this was over for now. Again, wrong! As we kissed, I felt his cock stirring beneath me and Terry rocked his hips so his meat was repeatedly kissing at my pussy lips. It felt so teasingly good and then he lifted his weight a little and I looked down to see the cause of my pleasure. His fat cock in my view and then vanishing beyond sight but then the sensation of it parting my teen lips. I was shaking with nervous excitement with each little gentle prod but then he push harder and the head entered me. He stopped dead and looked into my eyes. Did he plan that? I don't know. He held it there and he could see it was smarting a bit. Do I push him away? What do I do? He made my decision for me. He pushed slowly forward. I gasped again but did I push him away or tell him to stop? No, I kissed him and almost immediately he slid his full, fat six inches , fully home! The pain was really bad. I had only used the cucumber once and nothing since. He saw my pain and pulled out from me. Nothing was said but we just held each other for a good ten minutes until we heard a car door slam outside the villa. Terry leapt off the bed and ran to the bathroom. I made my bed and threw my bikini on. I passed mum as she was coming in and said I was going for a swim. Terry had gone back into my room apparently, to open the window to clear the smell of sex. I swam in the cool water, dreaming of what could possibly happen next. Plenty did! Do you want to hear?