First Time

The Photo Booth part

This is a fantasy that my Girl had when she was a young teen and is quite erotic, it is about how my girls young mind while in puberty viewed this sort of thing and what she fantasized About at that age.

Lucky with Ashley

Ashley was a tall, long legged, Latina with long blonde highlighted brown hair and whenever I would watch her, I had a feeling that in a way she was attracted to me too, or at least I thought she was. With that said, there still was no way I could pursue my feeling for her until one day when the opportunity innocently presented itself, or did Ashley in some way plan it.
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Toms frustration 2

The sun was still shining brightly at 8.00pm on this Thursday night in late July. Tom and Sophie had just finished a 1.5 litre bottle of cider purchased from the local convenience store. The alcohol had been purchased by Sophieā€™s older sister, Shannon, who looked older than her 16 years. She didnā€™t mind doing this for Sophie as it got Sophie out of the flat and the bedroom they shared so she could have her boyfriend over for the evening. The two had talked about sex with their boyfriends and Shannon knew Sophie was quite shy so did not want her around when embarking on a marathon sex session.
Tom looked at Sophie, her beautiful face basking in the sun. ā€œShall we open the other bottle?ā€ he asked. He had plans. Sophie wasnā€™t a big drinker and they had sunk the first bottle in less than 20 minutes between them. Tom had made sure Sophie had the lions share and she was already feeling light headed.
ā€œSure, baby! Itā€™s making me feel drunk alreadyā€ she giggled as she flicked her hair from her face and smiled at her boyfriend. She looked back over to the river to see the angler on the opposite bank packing his equipment up for the day. The pair had come to this spot before because it was so secluded and not easily accessible, which deterred dog walkers and such like. It was becoming their favourite place to be because of this and their friends didnā€™t know where to find them, affording them much privacy. The pair did enjoy their friends company but when they were with them, they did tend to smoke too much pot. Tom didnā€™t like that because it would make Sophie lethargic and even less interested in sex. He didnā€™t want her feeling like that tonight. They had been a couple for nearly a month now and Tom was quite confident he could get Sophie to go further than she ever had before, with a little help from the cider.
Tom took a small swig from the bottle and handed it to Sophie. He watched as she pressed her lips to the neck of the bottle and gulped a few greedy mouthfuls which led to a small spillage down her chin and onto her small cleavage. ā€œWow, can I clean that up for youā€ Tom asked. Sophieā€™s cheeks were swollen with a mouthful of cider she was trying to swallow so she gestured with a slender hand towards the opposite river bank where Mr Angler was still putting his gear away. Tom looked over to where she had pointed and was pleased to see that the man would soon be gone. Sophie wiped away the trickle from her chin and chest, pulling her pale yellow blouse away from her body to do so. This revealed a nice small pair of titties contained in a pretty white bra which Tom didnā€™t fail to notice. He did like her tits but that was all she had ever offered him and he was more than curious to have more of her. He looked down to her crotch which was covered by her denim skirt and Tom knew she was wearing knickers to match her bra after sneaking a peek when they had first settled on the lush grass. His gaze travelled down her lovely long tanned legs to her dainty little feet from which she had kicked off her trainers to reveal freshly painted bright red toe nails. He thought about coming all over her feet and seeing his whitish fluid contrasting with the bright varnish. It wasnā€™t something he had ever thought much about before. He had seen things like that on the porn sites he used and just flicked past it but for the first time in his life he was getting turned on by someoneā€™s feet. His cock began to tingle and show signs of life, something that always happened when he was with Sophie, for one reason or another. He gently put his hand on Sophieā€™s knee and stroked downwards, over her smooth velvety shin and then her foot. His cock started to grow harder but the moment was cut short by Sophie:
ā€œPass the Cider back, greedy guts.ā€ As she said this she let out a small belch which made her giggle and it was clear to Tom she was quite drunk now. ā€œHere you go babe, save me some thoughā€ He said this in the hope that it would make her drink more and was quite disappointed when she took a small sip and handed him back the bottle.
ā€œI need to peeā€ she said holding her hand over her mouth as if it were a very bad thing to say.
ā€œWell go thenā€ Tom replied casually. Boys did it all the time so Tom didnā€™t think it any different if a girl needed to pee in public.
ā€œI canā€™t just pee anywhere. Where do you suggest I go? I havenā€™t got any tissueā€
Tom scanned the immediate area. There were plenty of trees and a few rocks and bushes. To him there was no end of places for her to pee. ā€œGo behind that rockā€ he said pointing at the one closest to them. Sophie looked at him wide eyed as if he had suggested something disgusting but still, she contemplated doing it. ā€œI do need to go, Iā€™m gonna wet myself if I donā€™t go soon.ā€ She let out a nervous giggle as she pushed her fist into her crotch and started to bob up and down. ā€œIf you wet yourself youā€™ll only wish you had gone behind the rockā€ Tom offered, giggling. Sophie got to her feet very quickly, again revealing a flash of her white knickers. She darted to the rock and hoisted her skirt up to her belly and squatted down out of sight. Tom didnā€™t know what to do, whether to leave her in privacy or, more what he wanted, go and watch her peeing. He rolled over to where she had been sat and saw her pretty little feet from behind the rock, her white knickers rolled down around her ankles. He heard her start to pee then took his chance. She wouldnā€™t be able to stop ā€œmid streamā€ so he crawled round a bit further and saw the very thing he had been wanting to see for weeks, her sweet little pussy. Sophieā€™s eyes were squeezed tightly shut, she was obviously enjoying the relief as Tom took in the first sights of her soft downy looking pubic hair that surrounded a deep pink pair of pussy lips. He watched in awe as the golden fluid spurted a few feet from his girlfriendā€™s box and listened to her sighing with relief while he started to stroke his cock through his shorts. He rose to his knees to get a better view when she opened her eyes to see him watching her. Sophie noticed the bulge between her boyfriendā€™s legs and to Tomā€™s surprise she did not berate him for spying on her. She smiled slightly and carried on peeing, a steady jet which was starting to slow down and then to a trickle. They both looked down at her cunt, Sophie holding her arm across her stomach to keep her clothes away, as she started to squeeze the last drops out of her perfect pussy until no more was to come.
ā€œYou dirty boyā€, Sophie teased. ā€œYou like to watch me pee do you?ā€
Tom didnā€™t know whether it was the act itself or the fact that he was seeing her down there for the very first time that had turned him on so much, either way he knew he had a raging hard on! ā€œIt was nice to see, would be better if you were nakedā€ he dared.
ā€œTom! Please donā€™t start that again. Weā€™ve talked about this!ā€ Hmm, he thought. We havenā€™t talked, youā€™ve told me what you donā€™t want ā€“ no discussion. ā€œI know baby, but you are so sexy, you really turn me on I canā€™t help wanting more, can I?ā€
Sophie relented. She didnā€™t feel particularly dignified with her pussy pointing towards him and her crouching on her haunches. Blades of grass in front of her were glistening in the sunlight and she wanted to cover herself. ā€œI need to wipe, can you find anything?ā€ Tom looked around him. The opposite river bank was now deserted and he saw nothing suitable for Sophieā€™s immediate need. He looked back at her and started to shrug his shoulders and then stopped and let a smile slowly appear on his face. ā€œYouā€™ll have to use your knickers and then go commandoā€ He said this more in hope than expectation but to his surprise, Sophie stood up and stepped out of her knickers. It was an amazing sight for Tom as the most beautiful girl he had ever seen was stood before him with her skirt rolled around her midriff and her fantastic pussy in full glorious view. As she bent to pick up her knickers her pussy lips parted slightly and Tom could see the pink flesh shining between the soft pubic hairs. It was a brief viewing as Sophie stood up straight again. She shook her knickers out of the twisted roll they had become and put them down towards her pussy when she stopped. She looked at Tom and turned her back on him displaying the most perfect ass. Her lily white ass cheeks looked extremely soft against the tanned legs beneath them. Tom watched as she parted her legs slightly and he watched the delicate white material between her legs as she wiped herself gently and then rolled her skirt down to cover her beautiful ass again. She turned to face Tom as she thrust her soiled knickers into the front pocket of her skirt. She pulled him towards her and gently kissed him on the cheek and whispered in his ear, ā€œI can see that fucking huge thing between your legs, you know. I know what you want to do with it and Iā€™m sorry Tom. Itā€™s not that Iā€¦, I just canā€™tā€
They moved back round to where they had been and Tom picked up the cider bottle. Although Sophie had seemed a little more uninhibited than usual what she had just said to Tom was enough for him to admit defeat for the moment. He swigged the cider lazily and Sophie held out her hand to take the bottle from him. She took it and again took a greedy mouthful which made her belch quietly. Tom watched as she started to unbutton her shirt to reveal her bra. Itā€™s all very nice, he thought but the novelty has worn off. He had seen her tits, played with them, sucked her nipples and she had felt his cock through his shorts so many times now that it had almost become a ritual. Not once had he cum in the presence of his girlfriend and tonight seemed to be the same. Still, he looked over at Sophie with her blouse completely unbuttoned now. He saw her solid erect nipples behind her bra and knew she was feeling as horny as him. Why doesnā€™t she go further then? She must be teasing herself too. I wonder if sheā€™s wet down there. He tried to satisfy his curiosity on his final thought but Sophie was sat with her legs flat to the ground and closed tightly together.
ā€œDo you want to take my bra off?ā€ she asked in a slur. Tom did want to take her bra off but he didnā€™t want it to stop there either. ā€œYes Sophe, I do. I want to take your bra off, then your skirt and then I want toā€¦ā€¦ā€¦..
ā€œPlease Tom. I canā€™t.ā€ She drunk from the bottle, ā€œI havenā€™t done anything like it before, I donā€™t know whatā€¦..ā€
ā€œWhat HAVE you done before?ā€
ā€œWhat do you mean, Tom? Everything Iā€™ve ever done has been with you. You know that.ā€
ā€œWhat about when youā€™re on your own. At night. When you get sexy feelings. Do you do anything then?ā€
Sophie looked at Tom, knowing exactly what he meant. And yes, she did do something. She would play with her lovely young fresh twat until it made her whole body go funny and make her want to scream. The feelings she got when she played with herself down there was better than anything she had ever known. She sometimes used her hair brush to rub up and down her clit. She would push the handle inside her, just a few inches before it started to hurt but it was always nice. She couldnā€™t describe the feelings she got but she did know it to be called an orgasm. She knew her sister did similar things to herself because she heard her doing it some nights and once she had walked in on her finger fucking herself. She would never admit it to anyone, but when Sophie saw her sister writhing naked on the bed with her fingers inserted in to her pussy she immediately felt sexy. When she felt like that, her nipples would go hard and grow big and her pussy would get wet. She sometimes tasted her fingers after they had been rubbing her wet pussy and she liked the taste. It was all good but should she admit any of it to her boyfriend?
The alcohol won, as always. ā€œEr, yes Tom. I do. I touch myself sometimesā€ She felt herself redden with embarrassment. The sun had since disappeared behind an angry looking cloud and the temperature was dropping but Sophie felt like she was burning up and she took another gulp from the bottle and carried on ā€œIt makes me feel nice. I feel a sensation all over my body. I do it when I feel sexy or horny as you call it. I feel like that now. I can do it now if you likeā€
It was what Tom had been hoping for. Perhaps he could ease her into full sex gradually and now he was heading in the right direction. She may even get so worked up that she might beg him to put his big cock inside her right there and then. ā€œPlease do. I want to watch you make yourself cum. I make myself cum all the time, Sophe. Itā€™s fine. Itā€™s good for you.ā€ He watched as she led back on to the grass. The light was fading rapidly, especially for this time of the year but he wasnā€™t going to miss a second of this. She hoisted her skirt up to her belly again and ran her index finger down the slit of her cunt and felt her wetness immediately. She slowly massaged herself with one hand, paying much attention to her clit. She stopped suddenly and Tom thought she had changed her mind but instead she reached behind her and unhooked her bra strap. She expertly removed her bra without removing her blouse to reveal her rock solid small nipples. She lay back down and started to work furiously at her cunt with one hand while the other started massaging her tits and pinching her nipples. She began to moan lightly and Tom took his throbbing cock from his shorts. He was tempted to push his manhood into her hand but remembered what happened last time he forced his cock on her. She turned and ran away and he didnā€™t want that to happen now! He started to stroke his long shaft as he watched his girlfriend fingering her tight little pussy and moaning with pleasure when they heard the rumble of not too distant thunder. Neither stopped pleasuring themselves as the sky grew darker and darker until it was lit with bolts of lightning that lit up Sophieā€™s beautiful face which was getting redder with excitement. Tom inched closer to his girlfriend while wanking off and watching her, listening to the soft squelches of her juices as her fingers slipped in and out of her cunt. His cock was just inches from her sexy little feet and he knew he would blow his load all over them, just as he had fantasised about earlier. More lightning and a huge clap of thunder triggered the first drops of rain which very quickly turned in to a downpour. ā€œShit, shit, shit!ā€ Tom exclaimed. Sophie quickly picked up her bra. She stood up, her own juices mingling with the rain on her upper thigh and she buttoned up her blouse and rolled her skirt back down. Tom pulled his shorts back up and took Sophieā€™s hand. They looked at each other and started running away from the river bank, giggling like the school children they were.
They only stopped running when they reached the front door of the house Tom shared with his mother. They sheltered in the porch and looked at each other closely. As bedraggled as she looked, Tom thought he had never seen Sophie look so beautiful. Her wet hair was stuck to her forehead, her make up smudged around her beautiful eyes and her wet face was red with exertion. He looked down at her breasts which were clinging to the wet material of her blouse and her nipples still as hard as ever. The pink flesh was clear against the yellow of the blouse and Tom couldnā€™t resist a quick feel. ā€œWould you like to meet my mum?ā€ He invited.
ā€œI canā€™t meet her like thisā€ she replied, pulling her wet hair away from her forehead and wiping at her smudged eye make-up. ā€œItā€™s not the best impression to make on our first meetingā€ she groaned. Tom smiled within but didnā€™t show it. She hadnā€™t noticed what the rain had done to her blouse and that her perfect little titties couldnā€™t be in clearer view if she were naked. ā€œMumā€™s greatā€ He tried to encourage her. ā€œHonestly, she has probably just returned from the gym, sheā€™ll have very little make-up on and her hair will be tied up in a pony tailā€
Sophie rubbed her hair furiously as if it would dry quickly and she would be able to do something with it. She felt her pockets bulging with her underwear stuffed inside. She produced one cup of her bra and showed it to Tom ā€œIā€™m not even dressed properly!ā€ She wanted to go inside but was feeling nervous about meeting Tomā€™s mum. She was using her appearance as an excuse and she wished they hadnā€™t left the last of the cider by the river bank, she need some Dutch courage.
Tom looked at her thoughtfully. ā€œCome on youā€. He took her hand and opened the front door with his key, entered and pulled a reluctant Sophie in behind him. The house was quiet but Tom knew his mother was home because the car was in the driveway. He led Sophie into the kitchen where he saw steam coming from the recently boiled kettle. ā€œDo you want a coffee or something, Sophe?ā€ He turned and looked at her with her tits still on full view and could tell by the look on her face that she would prefer something stronger. ā€œI might have some vodka upstairs or mum has usually got wine, gin, baileys, WKDā€¦ā€¦ā€¦ā€¦..ā€
ā€œHave you got any cider?ā€ Sophie knew where she was with cider. She had drunk whiskey once before and it had made her violently ill so she wanted to drink something she knew.
ā€œNo, I tell you what, have a glass of wine with lemonadeā€ Tom offered. ā€œWait here babe, Iā€™ll go and get someā€. He walked into the hallway and put his hand on the door that led to the garage where the wine was stored then changed his mind. He walked back towards the front door and then entered the lounge where his mother Lisa was sitting, her hands wrapped around a large mug of coffee.
ā€œHiya love, I heard you come in. I thought youā€™d gone to grab a coffee, this weathers turned nasty.ā€
ā€œHi mum. No, Iā€™ve got Sophie with me in the kitchen. Sheā€™s a bit nervous about meeting you so I said Iā€™d pour her a glass of wine, is that okay?ā€
ā€œAh, Sophie. This is the girl you said was a tease, right? Youā€™re still with her then. Has she er, you knowā€¦ put out yet?ā€
Tom felt himself getting embarrassed hearing his mother talking like this again but after what had gone on between them a week or two ago there was no real point. It was because Sophie had left him feeling frustrated that what happened with him and his mum had happened. ā€œEr, not quite mum. Iā€™m ever hopeful. Sheā€™s quite timid and thatā€™s why she wants the wineā€
ā€œDo her parents allow her to drink alcohol? Parents arenā€™t all as liberal as meā€ Lisa teased, knowing Tom would immediately think of the sexual encounter they had shared recently.
ā€œI donā€™t know but I know she drinks so is it okay?ā€
ā€œSure honey. Donā€™t let her drink too much. Iā€™d like to get to know her as you seem to be serious about her. Iā€™ve never known you stay with the same girl for as long as this beforeā€
It was true; Tom rarely made it past 2 weeks with the same girl. The thing was that there were so many out there waiting for a bit of him he didnā€™t want to miss out. Sophie was different. He really liked her. She wasnā€™t loud or brash or over confident like all the other attractive girls he knew. She was more reserved, inward and somewhat shy. He felt more in control with her than he did any of the others. More importantly at 15 years old, he fancied her more than anyone he had ever been with. He smiled to himself as he turned and retreated from the lounge to go and get a bottle of Shiraz from the garage.
Tom returned to the kitchen where Sophie was lent against the sink looking out into the back garden. She turned as he entered the room, her blouse still wet and revealing. ā€œCan you grab a bottle of lemonade from the fridge while I open this for you babeā€ He watched as she walked to the fridge. She bent to take a bottle from the bottom shelf and he admired her perfectly formed ass through the denim of her skirt which rose slightly revealing the very tops of her thighs but no more. She took the lemonade from the fridge and handed it to him. The coldness from the fridge had made her shiver with the wet material of her blouse clinging to her and she realised that it had become see-through. ā€œOh my god! You never said anything!ā€
Tom laughed as he looked down at her breasts. ā€œSorry Sophe, I was just admiring the view. Youā€™ve got great tits and you should show them off!ā€
ā€œNot when Iā€™m about to meet your motherā€ she exclaimed feeling rather annoyed that Tom wasnā€™t going to say anything. Tom sensed her annoyance and quickly filled a large glass three quarters full of wine before topping it up with lemonade and handing it to her.
ā€œIā€™m going to take a shower, Tomā€ his mother called from the hallway. ā€œYou two behave yourselves while Iā€™m up there and Iā€™ll be down in 20 for a chatā€ Lisa smiled to herself as she climbed the stairs wondering if she had embarrassed her sonā€™s timid little girlfriend. She wanted to shower the gym away and the sweat it generated before she met her sons new girlfriend. It was silly and she knew it but since she had split from her husband she had developed an interest in women as well as men and always wanted to look attractive for them. She felt the need to feel more attractive than any woman she had contact with, even women in the same lift at the department store.
ā€œDonā€™t take any notice of mum, sheā€™s just trying to relax youā€ Tom tried to ease his own embarrassment with this statement. ā€œSheā€™s cool, really. More like a sister to meā€
ā€œEven your sister wouldnā€™t want to see your girlfriend showing her tits off, I canā€™t meet her like thisā€
ā€œIā€™ll go and grab a T-Shirt or something for you to wearā€ Tom said as Sophie edged towards the breakfast bar with her drink. She stood on tip toes to get her ass on to the high stool and as she settled Tom looked at the furry mound she was displaying; unable to keep her skirt down in the seat she was now seated. He turned and ran down the hall wanting to return as quickly as possible. Tonight was the first time he had seen her pussy and he wanted to see as much as possible. He didnā€™t want to waste time in another room!! He got to the top of the stairs and could hear the running water coming from his motherā€™s en-suite bathroom. He ran past her room and down the landing to his. He opened the drawer that had his T-shirts in but every one would be far too big for Sophie. Sophie was taller than his mother but did not have his motherā€™s ample breast so that was a non starter too. He went to the room that used to be his sisters and still was when she came round to visit. His uncle had been decorating it recently but he knew she still kept clothes in the house but when he entered Nicolas room he noticed that all the furniture had been removed ready for a new carpet to be laid. Where the fuck has he put all her shit? Tom wondered. He went back to the door of his mums room and called out to her ā€œMum, whereā€™s Nikkiā€™s stuff?ā€
ā€œWhy?ā€ Lisa called from the shower. ā€œHer wardrobe and drawers are in here at the momentā€
Tom walked in to the bedroom. His mother had not closed the bathroom door and he saw her naked in the shower. She had her back to him but he could see her huge tits and hairy crotch in the mirrored tiles. It was the first time he had seen her naked since they had fucked the other Saturday. It still made him feel uncomfortable but incredibly horny. Lisa rubbed her tits with the lather that was all over her fantastic body. At thirty six, she could make 21 year old girls jealous with her body and looks. She carried on rubbing her tits and then let her other hand wander down to her pussy. She inserted two fingers and let out a soft moan, all the while watching Tom in the mirror, just as he was watching her. Tom didnā€™t know Lisa had seen him but thought better of jacking off there and then what with Sophie being sat downstairs. He rushed to the wardrobe that was just left in the middle of the room, completely out of place and opened the larger door. His sister was much the same size as Sophie although he could honestly say he had never noticed the size of her tits, whether they were big or small. He chose a green vest that was folded neatly in one of the compartments and closed the door. On his way out of the room he afforded himself another look at his mother who was now rinsing the suds from her body with the shower head, bending over to reveal her peachy ass and a glimpse of pussy. Tom had the urge to rush his mother and fuck her there and then over the side of the bath. But Sophie was downstairs.
When Tom returned to the kitchen Sophie was still sat on the bar stool at the breakfast bar. She had managed to pull her skirt down slightly but still showed her fair haired pussy. Her glass was almost empty and she giggled as she saw Tom return, clearly feeling drunk. Tom handed her the vest and as she slid from the stool her skirt rose again, revealing everything Tom had waited so long to see. Sophie unbuttoned her blouse and removed it, knowing she was teasing Tom by not covering her beautiful pussy. She looked even better than Tom had ever imagined as she stood there almost naked except for the skirt rolled up around her middle and her trainers. To Tomā€™s disappointment Sophie replaced her bra before pulling the vest over her head and finally smoothed her skirt down in place. She used her fingers as a comb to try and get her hair to look a bit better. Tom watched his beautiful girlfriend with his shorts filled with a huge erection. She had noticed the bulge and was looking at it and Tom felt she had really let her inhibitions go this time. If they could get away with just a quick meeting with his mother then he might be able to get Sophie up to his room and go for the jackpot before having to get her home by 10.00pm, something her father insisted upon. Then he heard his mother coming through the hallway and heading for the kitchen.
ā€œWell, you must be Sophieā€ she said warmly and extended her hand for a formal handshake.
ā€œI, yesā€¦..ummā€¦yes I am. Itā€™s nice to meet you Mrs Steadmanā€ Sophie replied nervously.
ā€œPlease, call me Lisa. Itā€™s nice to meet you too love and my name is not Steadman any more. Tomā€™s father and I are divorced nowā€
ā€œThā€¦.thaā€¦.thank you, Lisaā€ Sophie stammered
ā€œTom, get this poor girl a drink, sheā€™s trembling here. Pour me one while youā€™re there too pleaseā€
Tom moved over to the kitchen worktop and grabbed another glass from the cupboard in front of him. He filled it with wine from the bottle he had opened for Sophie and also replenished his girlfriendā€™s glass. He got the feeling he wasnā€™t going to get any more time alone with Sophie this evening. It felt like his mum was up to something and he didnā€™t know what. It was strange to see his mum dressed up like this when she wasnā€™t going out. She was wearing a loose, baggy but very smart shirt over a skirt not as short as Sophieā€™s but short enough to show off her great, stockinged legs. Her hair had been neatly tied up which made her look business like and at the same time, sexy. Why did she dress like this just to meet his girlfriend? He thought maybe she was jealous and wanted him to herself and dressing nicely was an attempt to lure him away from Sophie. He handed the women their drinks and ran upstairs to get his own vodka.
ā€œSoā€ Lisa began as Tom left the kitchen ā€œSophie. Tom speaks very highly of you I hope you feel the same about himā€ It was a gentle question, not probing. She wanted Sophie to be completely relaxed in her company.
ā€œEr, yes Mrsā€¦.I mean Lisaā€¦I like him a lotā€ Sophie started and then added a little untruthfully, ā€œhe always behaves like a true gentleman.ā€ She reddened with embarrassment, partly because she knew Tom was far from a gentleman and partly because she knew she was slurring her words because she was drunk. Nevertheless, she took another big gulp of wine.
ā€œThatā€™s nice to hear sweetie. You make a lovely couple, a very good looking couple if you donā€™t mind me saying so.ā€
Tom entered the kitchen carrying a nearly empty bottle of vodka and poured it all in to a half pint glass. ā€œYou two getting on okay?ā€ he asked suspiciously.
ā€œFine darlingā€ Lisa said as she took a sip of wine and looked over the top of her glass at Sophieā€™s long shapely legs. She noticed that her skirt had ridden up and that her sonā€™s girlfriend was not wearing any knickers. A bit brazen, she thought, for someone who doesnā€™t put out. ā€œLetā€™s go into the lounge and get a bit more comfortable shall we?ā€ She started off down the hallway towards the lounge and left Tom and Sophie where they were.
ā€œAre you okay with this Sophe?ā€ Tom enquired.
ā€œSsshhhureā€ Sophie slurred, ā€œmight as well get this meeting out of the wayā€
Tom picked up his glass and took Sophie by the hand and led her through to the lounge where his mother had made herself comfortable on one of the two seater settees. He sat on the settee opposite his mother and Sophie flopped down beside him, again giving Lisa a good view of her pussy. They started making small talk, the usual things when a mother becomes acquainted with her sonā€™s girlfriend for the first time. Only Lisa could not stop looking up Sophieā€™s skirt. She really was a pretty little thing and she could understand why her son was persevering with her despite her not having sex with him. She downed her wine and asked Tom to go to the kitchen to fetch the bottle, which he did along with another from the garage. When he returned he too noticed that Sophie was displaying her goods unwittingly, but said nothing.
ā€œSo why are you two here this evening. I thought youā€™d be making out somewhere at your ageā€ Lisa dared to say and waited for a reaction.
ā€œWe arenā€™t, we donā€™tā€¦ā€¦we think weā€™re too young yetā€ Sophie replied, trying to hide behind her glass.
ā€œNonsense dear, when I was your age Iā€¦ā€ She stopped short not wanting to push things too far. Tom wasnā€™t sure what his mother was playing at but was happy to let Sophie answer any questions. ā€œI think you are both old enough and responsible enough and you obviously care for each otherā€
Sophie shifted uncomfortably in her seat resulting in her pussy being covered by her skirt again, to Lisaā€™s disappointment. She started to say something but stopped herself.
ā€œItā€™s okay love, you can say what you like in this house. Nobody will judge you or correct you. Has Tom not told you how liberal minded I am?ā€
Tom froze. He didnā€™t want his girlfriend to know that he had fucked his own mother. Nobody would understand and everyone would find it repulsive. Lisa had no intention of saying anything, just wanted Sophie to relax and say what she felt but Tom didnā€™t know what his mother was trying to achieve.
Sophie put her glass to her lips but didnā€™t take a drink. She looked at Tom and then back at Lisa and lowered her glass to her lap. ā€œItā€™s just what you were saying aboutā€¦umā€¦about us not having, you know, not having sex yetā€ she hurried her glass to her mouth and gulped some more wine, knowing she had said the wrong thing.
ā€œGo onā€ Lisa encouraged and she shifted forward on her seat as if to be able to hear Sophie better.
ā€œWellā€ a now very drunk Sophie began. ā€œItā€™s not that we donā€™t want to because we do.ā€
WE do. Tom looked at Sophie. He thought she didnā€™t want to but now she was saying she wanted to and in front of his mother too! What the fuck is going on here this evening? I donā€™t understand this at all!
ā€œSo whatā€™s stopping you?ā€ Lisa asked and Tom wondered at the very same time
ā€œItā€™s because. I donā€™t know what to say. I feel silly. Itā€™s because I donā€™t know how, I wouldnā€™t know where to start or what to doā€
Tom was stunned. All this time and just because she didnā€™t know what to do. He could have shown her. He would have taught her exactly what to do if only she had said something. What a waste of a month! Normally he would have had lots of sex with different girls in a month but all he had done was fucked his own mother. As good a fuck as his mother was, Tom felt that heā€™d missed out for a month.
Lisa was feeling quite smug and excited at what she was about to suggest. She had been hoping that Sophie was feeling like this because she was exactly the same until she had sex for the first time herself. ā€œWould it help if you were shown what to do, Sophie?ā€
There was a long silence and Lisa thought she had pushed things too far too soon. After all, she was the mother of the girls boyfriend and knew it must have made Sophie very uncomfortable but then Sophie piped up; ā€œI suppose it would. I mean, Iā€™ve seen those movies and stuff but they arenā€™t real situations are they. The girls just know what to do in those movies donā€™t they? Like, Iā€™ve seen aeroplanes landing but I couldnā€™t land one myself. Does that make sense?ā€
ā€œOf course sweetie, I know what you mean. I was like that before my first time and I would have loved to have had someone show me what to do. How about I show you?ā€
ā€œBut how? How can you show me what to do?ā€
ā€œWellā€ Lisa knew she had to be very careful now. She could blow the whole thing with her next words; maybe even ruin Tom and Sophieā€™s relationship for good. How could she word it without causing deep offence. ā€œWell maybe if we could find a willing man. One who would be happy to have me guide you and show you what to do. Would you be okay with that?ā€
ā€œYes, I suppose I would but who? I mean, I want Tom to be my first soā€¦ā€¦ā€
Tom knew what was coming next and felt surprisingly okay with it, excited in fact. Was he excited at getting to screw the most beautiful girl he had ever known or was it the very situation he now found himself in. Either way, his cock was growing hard and quickly. The best fuck he had ever had, albeit his mother, was about to be involved when he fucked his girlfriend for the very first time. He hoped he was right.
Lisa turned to Tom and said ā€œwould you be willing to help Sophie learn about sex?ā€
ā€œYou bet!! When do we start?ā€
ā€œNow would be a good time, what do you think Sophie?ā€ Lisa licked her lips gently as she asked the question and was nervously waiting for a positive response.
Sophie looked at the clock on the wall above the fireplace. She had to be home in less than half an hour and knew they should start heading that way very soon if she were to be home by ten. It was probably as much to do with the alcohol as it was to do with how horny she had become that made her think to hell with it and she turned to Lisa and said ā€œnowā€™s as good a time as anyā€ She emptied her wine glass although she was already comfortable with the idea.
ā€œTom, are you okay with this before we start our tutorial?ā€
ā€œOh yeah, where do we begin?ā€
Lisa leant forward and placed her glass on the coffee table before her. ā€œWe start at the very beginning of course. Sophie, have you ever even touched a boyā€™s penis?ā€
ā€œSort of I suppose, not properly though. Not actually the fleshā€
ā€œTom, go and stand next to Sophieā€ Tom obliged immediately and both the women stared at the huge bulge in his shorts. ā€œAs you can seeā€ Lisa smiled ā€œTom is already excited so half the work is done for you already. You need to pull Tomā€™s shorts down to let that thing get some air to start with.ā€ Sophie needed no second invitation and she also put her glass on the coffee table and sat on the edge of the sofa. She tugged at the waist band of her boyfriends shorts and watched wide eyed as his huge manhood popped out right in front of her face. She let out a gasp at the very size of it and it looked sort of angry. Her hand came up from her lap and she touched the shaft very gingerly making it jerk very slightly. She pulled her hand away and looked to Lisa for more instruction.
ā€œNot like that sweetie. I donā€™t mean just touch it. You need to know how to caress it, make it hard if it isnā€™t already and keep it hard when it is. Like this.ā€ She moved over to the settee and sat next to Sophie and wrapped a small hand around her sonā€™s throbbing member. ā€œLike thisā€ she whispered as she gently started stroking up and down the big cock, getting faster and faster all the time. ā€œLook at his faceā€ she said and they both watched the joyful expression on Tomā€™s face as his mother jerked him off. ā€œSee how much he likes it. Now you try.ā€ Lisa reluctantly let go of the nicest cock she had ever seen and Sophie took over doing exactly what Lisa had been doing. Sophieā€™s skirt again was hiding nothing and Lisa could see her tiny slit glistening with her love juices. She was incredibly turned on by this and started to roll her left nipple in her fingers and felt her own juices start to moisten her knickers. She had to stop Sophie before Tom got too excited. She didnā€™t want her son to shoot his thick cum all over the place, not yet. ā€œThatā€™s good, thatā€™s very good. Now letā€™s try something different.ā€ Sophie dropped Tomā€™s cock and it brushed her cheek as it succumbed to gravity.
ā€œItā€™s not all about the man getting pleasure, we girls need it too. I expect you know how to pleasure yourself, no one can tell you what excites you most, only you know that. I like to play with my nipples, do you?ā€ Lisa unbuttoned the blouse she was wearing and slid out of it revealing a pale pink bra. She reached behind her and unclasped it to let her heavy bosom fall out, almost cascading into her lap. With her right hand she cupped her left breast and offered it up to her mouth. Circling her nipple with her tongue, she reached down with her free hand and started rubbing her clit through her skirt. ā€œDonā€™t wait for me to tell you Sophie, you copy what I do.ā€ Lisa was almost purring when Sophie stood up and pulled the vest over her head. Such a willing pupil was more than Lisa could have hoped for and she watched as Sophie removed her bra and somewhat clumsily forced a nipple into her own mouth. Not quite as easy for someone with smaller breasts but still manageable. Sophieā€™s other hand darted between her legs and she started rubbing at her swollen clit.
Lisa stopped licking her nipple and said to Sophie, ā€œSee how Tom is getting almost as much pleasure from this as we are? Men like women to pleasure themselves you know.ā€ Sophie was almost oblivious to Lisaā€™s words as she got carried away, working her own clit and watching her boyfriends cock throbbing just inches from her face. ā€œNow Tom, come and suck my nipples before you suck on Sophieā€™s. I will tell you if you are doing it rightā€
Tom was in heaven. He moved towards his mother and placed a very long and erect nipple into his mouth and started licking furiously. ā€œAh yes, I see you know how to do it. Thatā€™s good. Now do the same to Sophie.ā€ Tom let his motherā€™s huge tit go and reluctantly went to Sophieā€™s smaller tits and repeated what he had just done to his mum. Sophie moaned, almost inaudibly with pleasure while still rubbing at her very wet clit. Lisa was rubbing her clit too and wanted to rub Sophieā€™s for her but knew it was far too soon. She unbuttoned her skirt and let it fall to the floor. Tom looked round at his mother stood in suspenders and stockings and had to look away to stop himself from blowing his load right then.
ā€œGoodā€ Lisa whispered, ā€œGood. Now, have you ever tasted a manā€™s cock before Sophie?ā€
ā€œNo, but I want to.ā€ She replied breathlessly. She needed no instruction and turned her head towards Tomā€™s huge cock and gently poked her tongue out to let the tip of it touch the long shaft.
Lisa was wishing she were here in a different role, not as teacher but she carried on as though she were only doing things to help Sophie. ā€œLike thisā€ she said and she knelt beside Tom and started to run her tongue up and down the full length of his manhood, holding it with one hand. ā€œCome on, itā€™s big enough for the both of us.ā€ Sophie started to lick up and down Tomā€™s shaft too and when her tongue collided with Lisaā€™s she assumed it was an accident. Of course, it was no accident on Lisaā€™s part. The pair were licking at Tomā€™s cock for about a minute or so when without words or warning Lisa went to the big purple helmet and closed her mouth over it. Sophie sat back to watch as Tom started to groan with delight. His mother and his beautiful girlfriend were taking it in turns on his cock. What more could a man ask for, he thought as he tilted his head backwards and squeezed his eyes tightly shut. Lisa knew he was about to come and wanted to selfishly take all of his love juice into her mouth and down her throat and she didnā€™t know what stopped her from letting it happen but she did. ā€œNow you do what I just did, Sophieā€
For the first time since they had started their ā€œtutorialā€ Sophie looked a bit apprehensive. ā€œI donā€™t think I can. Itā€™s too big.ā€ But she tried and opened her mouth as wide as she could, held it over Tomā€™s helmet and stayed there motionless.
ā€œClose your lips and move up and down slowlyā€ Lisa instructed and Sophie did as she was told. Tom was getting a blow job for the first time from his gorgeous girlfriend and it was too much. His nuts tightened and Lisa could see what was going to happen next although Sophie had no idea and kept bobbing her head up and down, only managing to get the tip and just a bit of his shaft into her mouth. Lisa leaned closer as this was happening and when Tom let out a loud groan she waited. Suddenly, Sophie pulled her head away as Tom started to shoot his cum. She coughed as she had swallowed a little bit and the next spurt landed on her face. Lisa didnā€™t like to see it all go to waste so grabbed her sons cock and greedily swallowed wave after wave of hot thick spunk, letting it slide down her throat for as long as it took before there was no more. As she removed the softening cock from her mouth she watched Sophie who looked just a little jealous, as though she had wanted to swallow that big cum load herself. Lisa felt a little guilty and started to justify what she had just done.
ā€œYou see what I just did there Sophie? When a man cums, or shoots his load or whatever you know it as, he likes a woman to swallow it and suck every last sensation from his body until it is all gone. Do you think you can do that?ā€
Sophie never replied but lunged towards her boyfriendā€™s flaccid cock and started to put it in her mouth. Lisa giggled and thought greedy little bitch! ā€œNo sweetie, not yet. You see, a man needs time to recover after an orgasm. We can help him get ready again by doing what we can to make him horny. Letā€™s start by getting naked. Tom, like any other man, likes to see a naked womanā€ With that Lisa unclipped her suspender belt and rolled down her stockings, one by one. She discarded her suspender belt and put a hand down the front of her knickers and started to massage her huge erect clit. Sophie could see how wet Lisa was and put a hand between her own legs to check on her own wetness. Inserting a finger in to her pussy made her shudder. Never before had Sophie felt so horny and she wanted more than ever just to masturbate furiously to orgasm. Lisa peeled her soaked knickers away from her body and stood in front of Tom, close enough for him to smell her excitement. Tom began to remove his own clothes and stroked his cock which was already starting to show signs of life again. Lisa stepped out of her wet knickers and Sophie released her skirt so now all three of them were completely naked. Lisa decided now was the time to take things a little further. ā€œHave you ever had your pussy licked, your clit probed by someoneā€™s tongue?ā€
ā€œNo, not yet but I do want that to happenā€
ā€œWell, the best person to lick a womanā€™s pussy is another woman. Women know what to do better than a man so once you have had a woman lick your pussy, you can tell a man exactly how to do it. Would you like me to show you how I like to be licked so you can tell Tom what to do when he goes down on you?ā€
Sophie wasnā€™t sure about this. She had never had sex before and now Lisa was suggesting that she try sex with another woman. Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe because she was close to orgasm; it didnā€™t matter. Sophie was thinking that what Lisa had said made perfect sense. Of course a woman would know best how to lick a pussy. Why wouldnā€™t she? ā€œEr okay then, I guess it will help.ā€
Lisaā€™s heart skipped a beat. How would Tom feel about his mother licking another womanā€™s pussy, let alone his girlfriends! She looked at her son and the expression on his face spoke a thousand words. He wanted this to happen as much as she did so she hesitated no more. ā€œCome and lie down over here sweetie.ā€ She gestured for Sophie to lie on the settee. Sophie obliged and instinctively parted her legs as Lisa crouched down and put her face to Sophieā€™s young, fresh cunt. Tom watched in amazement as his mother started to probe gently with her tongue at his girlfriendā€™s twat and Sophie immediately began squirming and grabbing at her own nipples. Both women were groaning with pleasure and Tom felt a little redundant as he watched his mother flicking her own clit while working his 14 year old girlfriends. He positioned himself behind Lisa and parted her ass cheeks to allow access for his tongue. Tom put his tongue to his motherā€™s ass and licked gently for a while before pushing it hard inside her asshole. Lisa let out a scream of delight and worked Sophie even harder, wanting her to feel as much pleasure as she was. Lisa knew she was about to squirt her juices with orgasm and could feel Sophie wasnā€™t too far off it herself. She pulled away from Tom to allow herself to hold off and when Sophie began to buck she pushed her ass back into her sons face. Lisa started a low growl as she felt the first waves of orgasm coursing through her. It was as if Sophie could sense this and she emitted sounds of pleasure herself. Sophieā€™s eyes shut tight as Lisaā€™s growling was causing a pleasant vibration on her tiny little cunt. It was too late for Lisa to stop herself so she was delighted when Sophie started cumming, moaning loudly, ā€œOh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, OOOOH FUCK!!ā€ Sophieā€™s shuddering orgasm coincided with hers and they were both shrieking with pleasure as Tom was stroking his huge cock, waiting. Waiting patiently for them to both come back down to Earth and settle contentedly, Lisaā€™s head still nestled in Sophieā€™s crotch.
After a few moments Lisa lifted her head from the lovely young pussy she had just bought to orgasm. Her chin was still wet with Sophieā€™s juices as she said, ā€œnow, are you ready for the main event?ā€
ā€œOooh, I donā€™t think I can.ā€ It was a strangled whisper from Sophie as she was still recovering from the first orgasm she had ever had with someone else. ā€œI donā€™t think I canā€
ā€œYou can sweetie. Let me show you how easy it is.ā€ Lisa was getting selfish now. She wasnā€™t concerned with teaching her young pupil at this stage; she wanted her sonā€™s huge member inside her, deep inside her. ā€œWatch me and do the same.ā€ She didnā€™t care if Sophie had heard her or not as she moved away and took hold of Tomā€™s throbbing cock and started to suck him again. Sophie moved away from the settee and watched in awe at the expertise Lisa was displaying in blowing Tomā€™s manhood. Lisaā€™s juices had soaked the leather upholstery and Sophie felt a little uncomfortable having another womanā€™s moisture on her. She looked at her boyfriends face and saw the look of pleasure. She wanted to be the one giving him that pleasure; she wanted his cock inside her now that Lisa had sucked it back to full hardness. Lisa removed her lips from her sons cock and turned to Sophie:
ā€œDo you think you are ready to take this lovely cock into your sweet little pussy now?ā€
ā€œI think I am. What is the best way to have it in me?ā€ Sophie was really keen to be fucked for her first time and at the same time nervous. She had never seen such a huge cock, even on the guys in the films she had seen, and didnā€™t know how she would fit it all in. She had only ever inserted two of her fingers into herself and the handle of her hair brush. Nothing as thick and long as her boyfriendā€™s shaft.
Watching her wide eyed expression Lisa could tell what Sophie must be thinking. ā€œWith any cock you need to start slowly, taking in a bit at a time until youā€™re comfortable with the whole length inside you. However, Tom has a much larger cock than most so extra care is needed.ā€ Lisa didnā€™t know or care if Sophie was keeping up or even believing what she was being told. She just knew that she was paving the way for her to get fucked by her son and for them to think it was to help Sophie learn. She led on the floor in front of the hearth and pulled Tom down on top of her. ā€œCome closer Sophie so you can see clearly what is going onā€
As Tom lowered himself gently on to his mother, he grabbed his manhood and started rubbing it up and down his mothers slit. Sophie had her face just inches away and could smell both Tom and Lisaā€™s sex. She started to imagine it was her own pussy that Tom was working on and she felt her juices moving again. Tom was still rubbing up and down his mother while Sophie took her hand and started rubbing at her swollen clit again. Lisa let out a quiet gasp as Tom started to push the head of his monster into her opening, inching slowly further. After each forward thrust he would pull almost all the way back out of his motherā€™s lovely pussy and the next forward thrust would take him in a little deeper. Never had Sophie felt so excited as she sat watching her boyfriend fuck his own mum and she rubbed herself and played with her tits. She wondered what it would be like to have bigger tits like Lisa, what they felt like. Lisa was pulling hard at both her nipples while Tom was pumping gently in and out of her and Sophie thought she would join in. She moved up towards Lisaā€™s breasts and looked her in the eye. No words were needed; there was almost telepathy between the two women. Lisa let one of her huge tits go so Sophie could massage it and tweak her nipple. She pulled hard as Lisa groaned at having such a young pretty thing playing with her long erect nipple. She groaned louder when Sophie bent over her large breast and took the nipple in her mouth, licking and nibbling while it was bobbing up and down with the rhythm of Tomā€™s thrusts which were getting faster and faster. Lisa could feel the first tingles of orgasm again but knew she could not be selfish. If Tom felt her cumming it would surely bring on his own explosion but that needed to be saved for Sophieā€™s pussy. Just for tonight anyway.
Tom moaned with displeasure when Lisa pulled away from him and his cock slapped down on to her upper thigh. It was shiny with his motherā€™s juices and still pulsating. ā€œYour turnā€ was all Lisa said to Sophie and she rolled aside to allow Sophie to take up the position she had vacated. Sophie led back raised her knees and parted her legs all in one swift, impatient move. Tom knelt before her in between her legs and took hold of his cock. Looking at his girlfriendā€™s wet snatch and at his cock he wasnā€™t sure if he would ever get it inserted but he wasnā€™t going to give up without at least trying. He allowed the tip of his cock to gently touch Sophieā€™s erect clit and she moaned loudly with delight. She took hold of Tomā€™s huge throbbing meat stick with her right hand and started to rub it up and down her slit, just as he had seen him do it to Lisa. Lisa felt sorry for this tiny young girl as her sonā€™s huge cock did look like a weapon that was going to hurt her. She thought she would be doing Sophie a favour if she were to take over and let Tom fuck her stupid instead, saving Sophieā€™s tiny pussy from a brutal pounding. But this night belonged to Sophie who let out a scream, a mixture of pleasure and pain when Tom penetrated her for the very first time. Just the very tip had disappeared into Sophie and Tom tried to be as gentle as he could, very slowly pushing his rod in millimetres at a time. Lisa watched Tomā€™s cock slowly disappearing between Sophieā€™s legs and she rubbed her soaked cunt with one hand and started to pinch Sophieā€™s nipples with the other. Tom had only gone in about five centimetres when he slowly pulled back out, then gently back in, about six centimetres. Sophieā€™s face was a picture of either pleasure or pain, Lisa couldnā€™t tell which so she bent over her sonā€™s girlfriend and inserted her small but rock hard nipple into her mouth and gently sucked and nibbled on it. Tom was struggling to be gentle with the tight little pussy but he really wanted to thrust his cock all the way in so his nut sack would slap against Sophieā€™s peachy bare ass. He didnā€™t want to hurt her so carried on with his gentle actions enjoying the tautness and the extreme sensation it was bringing. His cock never went in any further than perhaps eight centimetres so Lisa thought she would see if she could help to get him to go deeper into his gorgeous girlfriend.
ā€œLetā€™s try another positionā€ she whispered huskily. Tom pulled his meat from Sophie who looked to Lisa for instruction. ā€œTurn over and get on all fours. Tom will be able to get in deeper from behind and you will enjoy it more. I will help it go further; I can help to get you more lubricated.ā€ Sophie adopted the position as instructed, sticking her pert ass high into the air. Lisa led down and put her face between Sophieā€™s legs and looked up into her opening which was gaping after having accommodated Tomā€™s cock. Tom then straddled his motherā€™s chest, his ass resting on her huge tits and Lisa again started to lick Sophieā€™s young clit. Gently Tom entered Sophie again, with a little more ease than the first time. Sophie groaned with pleasure. She couldnā€™t believe sex could be this good, having her clit stimulated by a womanā€™s tongue and her boyfriendā€™s huge cock giving her a gentle pounding. Tom could still feel how incredibly tight his girlfriend was yet he seemed to be able to push a little deeper into her. Each forward stroke would have his balls strike his mother in the face and every now and then she would suck on his nut sack. The groans from Sophie were getting louder and louder. She was surprised at just how quickly she was getting used to this huge cock being forced into her, feeling it going deeper all the time. Tom was still being gentle but his cock was all but a couple of centimetres buried deep inside his girlfriend. Lisa was sucking on Tomā€™s sack when Sophie started to feel the orgasm bubbling inside her. She wanted to cum and cum hard, she had never felt such pleasure. She pulled her pussy up along the long shaft inside her and thrust back down with such force that Tomā€™s cock went all the way in and her clit smashed Lisa in the face while Tomā€™s nuts smashed against her chin. Sophie was screaming now and Tom felt the stirring in his own body which he knew would lead to a huge cum load escaping into Sophieā€™s warm tight hole. Lisa stayed where she was hoping she wouldnā€™t get hurt as the young couple above her were becoming more violent with there bucking and thrusting. Tom could feel the walls of Sophieā€™s cunt contracting, squeezing his own cock even tighter. Her very deep loud breathing mixed with screams and shrieks meant only one thing and as she pushed down hard on her boyfriends cock. She pulled away almost so Tom fell out of her and then smashed back down causing his balls to smash his mother in the face again and that was it. The point of no return. She screamed even louder than she already had been as she felt her orgasm rushing through her making her whole body contract. Every nerve tingled it seemed as she thrust up and down, enjoying the orgasm escaping from her young body, her pussy clenching and relaxing on Toms cock and her juices dripping down on to Lisaā€™s face. Sophie buried her head in the hearth rug as she hit the apex of her pleasure and started to bite it and pull at it with her clenched fists as the orgasm subsided into a warm tingling sensation. Tom managed one more violent thrust when he felt his goo start to spurt from his manhood into his girlfriend. He pulled his cock out of Sophieā€™s tight pussy with a ā€œpopā€ and shot rope after rope of hot sticky fluid onto his mothers face. Lisa took the cock in her hand and let the jizz soak her pretty face until just drops remained, oozing from her sons slit. She placed the softening member into her mouth and sucked the last fluid from the swollen helmet as Tom moaned softly with the sensation. Lisa didnā€™t stop until she felt her sonā€™s cock stop pulsing and she could get no more cum from the slit. The three of them stayed where they were for a few moments, totally spent, enjoying the final tingling of orgasm.
It was Sophie who moved first. She stood up and sidled over to the settee and perched on the arm. She threw one leg over the other and both Tom and Lisa admired her fantastic frame. It was 11.30pm. What would dad say when she got home so late? But then what would dad say if he knew WHY she were so late? She could think of nothing but what excuse she would use when she got home as she dressed. Lisa stood up and Sophie noticed what a beautiful body she had. She didnā€™t know she would be attracted to women but seeing Lisa stood there with her juices still running down her thighs, she knew she was. And she knew she was no longer a virgin.
Tom had dressed quickly and took Sophie by the hand. He led her to the front door so as to walk her home. As Sophie left the lounge she looked back over her shoulder and smiled at Lisa, ā€œIt was great to meet you, Lisa. Hope to see you again very soon.ā€
Lisa listened to the front door close gently. What a night, she thought. She sat down on the settee and thought about Sophie. She really was a pretty little thing with a great body. Lisa closed her eyes and pushed her hand between her legs and started to rub herself again, thinking of the sweet taste of Sophieā€™s sex.

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Secondary School for Girls

This is a rewrite of another authors work. I have linked to it. I am not trying to steal, simply to pay homage to a work i loved when i was younger.

Good Girl

Tell me what you think. Continue or start a new story? Most will probably be short like this, unless people really like something then i’ll consider committing to something longer.

The Elder Scrolls: Rise of the Sword-Runner *Teaser 2*

At the Battle of Whiterun – Much further on in the story probably the Mid-Point
Rickard looked behind him, 1800, Steel Armour clad Stormcloak War Chargers with Chainmail helms; his own company he founded with Jarl Ulfrics permission, backed by 500 Stormcloak Archers and 16 Catapults.
The War Chargers themselves were taught by Rickard Sword-Runner himself. He taught them how to fight from horseback with sword, spear, axe and lance, for only the biggest, toughest and best soldiers could join the War Chargers, each of them over 6ft 7in, they truly were a fearsome sight, and the only stormcloak battalion to be made up of soldiers from each of the holds, Falkreath, Whiterun, The Pale, Winterhold, The Reach, Eastmarch, The Rift, Haafingar and Hjaalmarch, and each were split up into 9 divisions whose steel kite shields and standard bearer bore the Coat of Arms of their respective holds.
But, what made the War Chargers different was that they were not made up solely of Nords, although they made up the majority, there were Red Guards, Khajiit, Wood Elves, Dark Elves, Bretons, Argonisns, people who were fighting for their homes, for their freedom, for Skyrim. To show all of Nirn that this is not simply a Nord Rebellion, but a rebellion for all who call Skyrim home, for all who have experienced the long cold of Skyrim, and have earned the right to call Skyrim, Home.
Rickard rode at the head of the column as it unfurled in a long line across the plains like a giant steel snake bristling with spears. Before them lay Whiterun, the Stormcloaks main force had already began the battle with the Dovakiin at its head as it rushed the main gates. The archers and catapults in Rickards company had readied themselves at had targeted the city, their arrows alight and boulders covered in tar.
Rickard raised his steel clad arm with his mailed fist into the air, the archers took aim, the seconds slowed and slipped by as time itself seemed to slow, then, his fist dropped, swift and heavy as a giant fiery wall lifted from the very earth in one motion, flying through the air in a flaming fury, smashing into the city with a roaring crash as the western stone wall of the wind district collapsed in an explosion of red glory.
Rickard looked to his right, upon a raised patch of earth stood four figures, two slender figures encased in silver-steel armour, silver blonde, and auburn hair flowing in the wind, as two others stood holding his own Coat of arms, A pair of golden lions rampant facing each other on a field of black with a white shield between then outlined in gold with a black cross on it, a red horse and steel clad knight stood at its centre, rearing wielding a golden lance
He spurred his steed forward up the hill, a huge crystal white war horse, almost 6ft 8in in height with a long golden mane and tail, encased in enamelled silver armour.
He rode up alongside the two slender figures, Linevia and Mjoll. He turned to face the bristling spiked steel wall behind him.
“My brothers and sisters!” He roared in a bombing authoritative voice of steel,
“See before you the feeble might of the glorious Imperial Legion” he called out as a rolling laughter spread through the ranks
“Today my brothers and sisters we show all of Nirn what it means to be from Skyrim. It matters not what colour your skin, furred or scaled, we are all the sons and daughters of Skyrim! These imperial dogs no nothing of the cold hard winter winds and waters of the north! These lands are where this empire was founded! Lets us show them that no longer will the north bend the knee to weak willed old men! Arise riders of Skyrim! Arise riders of the north! Feel the cold on your face and take heart in it! These are our lands not theirs this is our home!
Forward unto death
Forward unto glory
Forward war chargers!” He boomed as his mighty horse reared beneath him and the deep horns sounded Bummm-BOOOOM bummmm-BOOOOM bummm-BOOOOM
He tore his Spartan helm from his saddle, its black plume ridding down the helm.
He slammed it down on his head, spun around on his horse, kicked in with his knee and shot off like a bolt as the noise of reading lances and steel shields sounded across the hills, 1800 strong.
The riders rode closer and closer to the burning breach, black arrows flying overhead. Rickard thrust his shield arm out and as graceful as a water dancer 1500 riders broke off south headed for the Stormcloak camp with Mjoll at its head to help the the assault on the main gates
As they neared the breach the smoke began to clear 14 men stood in the breach, 9 legionnaires and 5 Guards whilst 7 more guards manned the wall with bows. Thrusting his Lance into the air before readying for the charge a group of 70 men in his own Battalion threw their spears, long hollow 6ft spears tipped in Silver with a lead counter balance at its base. The 70 spear like javelins cascaded down upon the wall breaking on the stone, sinking into soil, straw and flesh. four of the archers fell, picked off their feet by the monstrosities, alongside 3 of the ground men, all guards.
“Yea-AHHHHHH!” Rickard roared as he aimed his lance in his right hand at the Legate of this group of centurions.
The seconds slowed as the 400 men drew closer and closer to the wall.
12 meters.
8 meters.
6 meters.
2 meters.
1 meter.
BANG
Rickards lance drove through the Legates right eye, ripping straight through leaving a huge gaping hole in the right side of his face and his horse trampled a legionnaire in front of him and his lance drove into the heart of a Whiterun Guard and stuck, their feeble shield wall began to break as two legionnaires ran after him.
Rickard felt a sharp sting in his shoulder as an imperial arrow sank deep into it. A loud scream sounded as he looked back for an instant and saw the armer impaled with a bushel of arrows, fall from the wall whilst the rest of the men, 300 strong crashed into the Legions shield wall and it shattered, the men crushed beneath horse hooves like ma stone wall had fallen on top of them.
A group of 50 guards and legionnaires charged at them as Rickard looked forward again, unstrapping his shield he quickly shifted it to his left arm leaving it free as he drew The Ebony Blade from its sheath, weilding it with one hand like a man would a knife.
He let another roar escape his throat, the roar of the lion the Chargers called it so fearsome and frightening that 12 of the 50 legionnaires stopped in fear.
Thrusting The Ebony Blade in the air as he rode past the Hall of the Dead another volley of arrows were let lose into the Legion as Forty city guardsmen joined the battle from Dragonsreach and the Plains District, 21 legionnaires fell.
Rickard howled like a wolf as he swung the Ebony Blade at the fist man on his right, cleaving a gaping hole from knave to collar bone in the man as he swung round at the the left cleaving a mans head in two as the rest of the Chargers crashed into the Legionnaires.
His moment died as he got caught in a press of bodies, Rickard was swinging wildly at the legionnaires and City Guards, hacking and slashing, this way and that way.
His arm was tiring as he swung the great sword, spun his horse left am right, and the unending torrent of mace, axe, sword and arrow blows rained down on his shield.
A large man ran up to him wielding an Iron Battle-axe and roaring wildly as he swung heavily up, under his horse hoping it wasn’t armoured there. It was. His axe struck the leather strap holding the saddle to his horse, snapping it but not breaking through the mail.
Rickard spun his horse round to face the man but as he did so his saddle slipped from his horses back as it reared back and brought its hooves down on the mans helmed head, crushing it in the iron cage with a horrifying crunch.
Rickard hit the ground hard, his shield clattering across the stones to the great cream barked tree in he centre of the courtyard as his men cut through the Legionnaires, their numbers melting away like an ice-cube in a hot fire.
Rickard struggled to his feet as a sharp sting struck his body, an arrow, piercing the light mail between his cuirass and his greaves , sinking deep into his flesh as a man charged at him with sword in hand. Rickard swatted the sword from the mans hand, roughly punching the man in the head with a mailed fist. He spun round quickly as a man spun a great-sword at his head, he ducked, stabbed upward slashed right, cleave a gash in a helmed face, swung chopped an arm off, pain, hammer struck steel, spin parry stab, parry slice, parry cleave, block kick punch.
“Raiden” a ghostly voice called out
Duck, dodge, slice, stab, cleave, chop, kill
“Raiden” the voice called out desperately this time
Duck, dodge, side step. Too late.
An arrow embedded itself half an inch in under Rickards arm, the breath sucked out of him as he roughly tore his helm off and threw it down.
“Raiden . Peace. Remember the promise” the voice called again, and Rickard, once again Raiden, was gone.
His pain in his limbs was gone, the wounds too. He stood looking around him a sudden chill as he watched the Icy tundra around him, a girls giggles bounced around him as he turned around.
There stood a girl, 17, beautiful, her ling chocolate brown hair tied back in a pony tail with two braids running down the sides of her head, her aqua eyes staring at him smiling and full of happiness, her tanned skin shinning in the sun.
He looked down at he outstretched arms, a beautiful crystal, glowing lightly with all the colours of the rainbow.
“Take it Raiden, It’s yours. Remember your promise, never forget me” the girl said as she placed the crystal in his open palm, a silver chain roped through the top of it for a necklace.
A high pitch screech began to build up all around him as his head began to pound and everything began to vibrate.
The girls form became like glass, cracks, carving their way over her face and body. Then everything exploded. Darkness consumed him. Out of the darkness a man walked forth, the man looked at him, he looked to be 24 or 25, tall 6ft 8in, and heavily muscled his long golden blonde hair hung messy around his head, his electric blue eyes shifting constantly between electric blue and emerald green. A thin stubbly blonde beard strapped his chin and jawline. His voice was deep and commanding, yet strangely comforting and familiar
“Remeber who you are you fool!” He said as the black turned to bright white.
When his eyes opened he was surround by hundreds of figures, all wearing something different, all different ages between 17 to as old as 76, they all stared at him with the same face
“Remember who you are!” They said in unison and the white flashed again even brighter than before, and he was back again on the battlefield.
An arrow was heading for his face, his senses came back to him, he swatted it away as the archer was filled with arrows. Standing up and looking about him, 15 men lay dead around him, his blade coated heavy with blood.
He looked into his palm and there sat the crystal as bright and beautiful as it had been when he first saw it. Slowly he placed it over his head as it came to rest gently on his steel clad chest.
He stood up, and never before had his path been clearer to him.
He rallied his 11 best warriors to him including Linevia. An Argonian, two female Khajiit, an Orc, three Nords, two Dark Elves and A Redguard, Linevia a Wood Elf and himself, who they said was Atmorran.
He turned to the remaining two hundred and four warriors,
“Men, clear out this district before doing so in the Plains District, take as many prisoner as possible and harm no one who does not bear steel against you!” He boomed before marching towards Dragonreaches great Stone steps.
“Rickard are you alright?” A soft voice asked as he turned to face Linevia, her face coated with concern
“Ye-Yeah” he said unsure as they reached the top of the stairs.
Behind the stars stood four young men, 16 or seventeen, sweating profusely in their mail coats and scaled helms,
“Stay, st-st-st stay back” one of the said his eyes moist and red with tears as he waved his sword pathetically at the company
“Put down the blade boy, We won’t harm you” Rickard said, he pitied the boy
“Ha ha ha the noble Jarl fear us!” The or named Rangdush bellowed
“You- you, my father fell…” The boy said as his sword fell limp at his side and he pulled his helm from his head his red hair coated with sweat.
“What was his name?” Rickard asked kindly as he took a step forward,
“Joran” The boy replied as the others dropped their swords and sat down solemnly on the wood bridge “I saw your men drag him off” the boy finished as tears began to stream down his face.
“What is your name?”
“Essel, Essel White-Bane”
“Essel White-Bane, if your father Joran White-Bane was dragged of by *my* men then he is safe and will not be harmed, if he is already harmed my healers will look after them as they will do with all the injured of this battle”
“Re-Really?”
“Yes. Would you like to go to him?”
“Yes”
“Very well” Rickard finished as he looked to the satchel on his hip and drew out a phial filled with white powder and handed it to him as the Khajiit twins Rak-Shel and Ris-An removed the barricade
“What do I do with this?” eric asked as he looked at the Phial,
“Spread the powder in a P shape on your cuirass, leave all your weapons here, keep your hands in the air and leave the city through the breach in the wall” Rickard explained as he walked up to the doors.
The four young boys did as they were bid, green boys, unknowing of war, fools, Rickard thought as he pushed open the heavy wood doors of Dragonsreach and the four boys walked off arms in the air, towards the breach, unarmed and of no threat.
As he ascended the stars of Dragonsreach to the great hearth in the middle of the hall he saw Jarl Balgruuf standing defiant, his houscarls and thanes standing defiant alongside the Legion Commander an sever legion soldiers, 17 in total
“Surrender, the city is lost, your forces are scattered to the wind Balgruuf, there need not be any more killing! Surrender and you and your children may go to Solitude with an escort of my own, no harm will come to any of you” Rickard boomed to all of them
“You think me a coward!” Balgruff roared,
“No I think you are a fool who thinks he can stand against a combined force of two thousand men with only seventeen”
Rickard retorted as Quick-Eyes, the Argonian and Linevia fanned to the left an right arming their bows as the rest fanned out to Rickards left and right.
The legion soldiers began to lower their arms along with their commander,
“Smart man” Rickard said aloud
“I will surrender, if all those of my men who survived the battle may return to solitude with me” the Commander demanded
“If that is the soldiers choice they may, if it is not they will not” Rickard replied with a smile as the Legion Commander looked puzzled
“What do you mean” the Legion Commander replied cautiously
“I will give them a choice, you see, I plan to expand my… my forces to include a foot based division, if they choose to accept my offer I will train them myself and equip them myself” Rickard replied confidently as the Legion Commander could do nothing but nod in agreement
“Bloody Coward! Craven! TRAITOR!” Balgruuf roared in anger as the 12 Legion men dropped their weapons and left for the breach in the wall. Five warriors now stood at the top of the steps.
A long heavy sigh escaped Balgruufs mouth
“I.” The words caught in his mouth
“Surrender”

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Kallen’s lust chapter 2

(A/N: So let’s get right into the next chapter. This part takes place before the wedding of Empress Tianzi. You know, the whole incident with Kallen and Lelouch talking and Kallen accidentally crashing on top of them before they’re both interrupted by C.C about the stupidest of things, before Kaguya interrupts them with something a little more important. That’s pretty much the timing for this. Enjoy).
Disclaimer: I do not own Code Geass
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Code Geass R2 episode 7
Kallen’s pov
With Nunally’s announcement of the revival of the SAZ the first thing I did was call Lelouch, but the connection failed before I could connect through and every subsequent call it said the number was out of service. Determined to speak with him. I went to go find him, and I knew exactly where he’d be. And that’s exactly where I found him. The Shinjuku Ghetto, where he first masqueraded as Zero. A lot’s happened since then. The fact that Lelouch is Zero used to bother me, but it doesn’t anymore. They’re just two sides of the same coin really. The fact that Lelouch is Zero means that there is good in him and he’s not just an apathetic jerk. I’ve finally come to terms with it, and so I had planned to seek out and tell him what he meant to me.
“I figured you’d come here,” I told him. “This is where Zeroā€¦where you started everything.” He turned to look at me. I walked towards him, “Lelouch I want to tell you something. Iā€¦” I took a half a step back when I noticed what he was about to inject into his left arm and gasped. “That’sā€¦”
“Refrain,” he said depressingly. “You’re familiar with it aren’t you? Brings back memories of the good old days.”
NO! We’re down, but we’re not out. He can’t just give up. Zeroā€¦Lelouchā€¦my hero just can’t give up. I stomped towards him and wrenched the drug out of his hand, “Don’t joke like that!” I grabbed the injector and threw it on the ground. “So what if you failed this time?” I asked. “Can’t you just think of another one of your plans and bounce us back? Just give me an order! Should I pilot my Knightmare? Or maybe play decoy? I’ll do whatever you want me to do!” I pleaded. And I really would do just about anything. I didn’t want Lelouch to be like this. We needed him to be strong. Why couldn’t he just act like the hero I know he can be?
“Thenā€¦comfort me,” he told me.
Comfort him? I took a half a step back. Iā€¦I wasn’t prepared for that order, but Iā€¦I didn’t want to object to it either. Iā€¦I could easily give him morale support.
Lelouch stood up and walked towards me. “That’s something women can do right?” he lifted my chin to look towards him.
Is his mind really set onā€¦that? I wondered. He started to draw his lips towards mine. Iā€¦I can do this, butā€¦this is all wrong. No! It’s not supposed to be like this. I’m not just going to be an outlet to medicate him. I slapped him across the face. “Snap out of it Lelouch! You’re Zero right now! You carry the responsibility for showing us a dream! You need to keep that dream alive for us until the very end!” A tear started to roll down my face. “We need you to be Zero with all your heart.” Of course I needed it more. “Play your role like you mean it!” I ran away fighting back tears until I had to stop to catch my breath. I looked back to where Lelouch was. I’m sorry, Lelouch, but I’m not your toy. Not unless you really act like you love meā€¦like a hero loves his heroineā€¦only then will I allow you to take me.
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Episode 9
Lelouch and I were at the observation deck in our granted area of land, as the Japanese, by the Chinese Federation. The windows were closed to prevent anyone from seeing in. We were doing some tech work while we discussed our next move. I was standing on the desk, fiddling with a fuse box attached to the ceiling, while Lelouch worked down beneath the desk.
“Do you really want to take over the Chinese Federation’s capital?” I asked him.
“In such a way that we won’t be viewed as invaders,” Lelouch told me, “If we overthrow Luo Yang then we clear one of the conditions for defeating Britannia. I smiled at how back to his old self Lelouch was acting. I liked him when he was acting like he was some big shot hero and a master strategist. It gave me goosebumps. This was the side of Lelouch I admired. “What’s the matter?” his voice startled me and I tripped over the box I was standing on and crashed on top of him. Our faces were inches from each other, our lips so close to touching. My heart beat rapidly.
I pushed up so that my elbows weren’t bent, “Tell me something Lelouch. Why did you come back to us?” He really didn’t have to. The black knights continued for an entire year without him and they could continue even without him. So what made him decide to return?
He dodged the question and said, “Kallen, when this is all over, will you return to Ashford Academy with me? Cause Iā€¦”
“Tabasco.” Both Lelouch and I turned our heads to see C.C sitting across the room eating Pizza. “It needs Tabasco, but all we have is hot sesame oil. What should I do?”
She completely ruined the moment. I hated her. Why did she always do that? Before the situation continued any farther though the intercom beeped and Kaguya shouted, “Master Zero hurry! Come to the Ikagura immediately! We’ve got big trouble.” At least something important was interrupting us than a minor issue with Pizza.
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That evening
Entering the banquet with Lelouch, as Zero, in tow may not have been the best idea, but at least it let Britannia know we were onto them. I was shocked when Nina tried to attack and kill Lelouch. She was held back, but it just emphasized the point that our presence would not be welcome at the wedding. I told Lelouch we should’ve made our only appearance then, but he said it was necessary that we showed up that day, as per part of the plan. I tried to get some shut eye before the big event tomorrow, since Lelouch was going to rouse everybody early the next morning and announce our battle plan, but I couldn’t sleep, and it wasn’t just because I was too excited about tomorrow. Battle always made me nervous. I never knew if I was going to make it to the next day or not.
What was bothering me is that I needed to talk to Lelouch. I needed to talk to him about our relationship, and I needed to do it now. I went to his room and knocked. “Zero,” I asked, just in case anyone in the hall heard me call him by his real name if I had said it. There was no response anyway. “Are you asleep? I don’t mean to wake you, butā€¦I want to talk to you. I know I should get some sleep before the big event tomorrow, but there’s just something I need to talk to you about.” No answer still. The first thing to cross my mind was that he was probably busy screwing C.C most likely. The two of them were like a regular pair of lovers. And now I was angry.
I huffed and began to storm off, jealous thoughts and plans to take that bitch out of the picture crossed my mind.
“Kallen,” I turned around. Lelouch, well rather Zero, was skulking about the hallways of the Ikaruga, or so it seemed.
“Sorry,” I turned around, “I couldn’t sleep.” I told him.
“You should try to anyway, tomorrow’s a big day.” I confirmed that he couldn’t have been in his room then.
I noticed he was starting to walk away. “Ah wait a minute,” I called out. He stopped. “Could we talk, one on one?”
“Aren’t we doing that right now?” he asked turning back around about halfway.
“I want to talk privatelyā€¦it’s important,” I swallowed and then added, nervously, “Can we go to your roomā€¦please?”
“I suppose,” he said. I followed him to his room and he removed his mask and cape and hung it up neatly. He sat down on the couch. “What did you want to talk about?”
“Lelouchā€¦you didn’t answer my question earlier. Why did you come back to us?” I asked.
“Because that’s where you are Kallen,” Lelouch told me.
“Lelouch?” I gasped, blushing slightly.
“I’m sorry if I was making you feel uncomfortable the other day, but Iā€¦Kallen I justā€¦” he was trying to apologize nowā€¦how sweet.
I smiled and walked towards him until I could reach out and pull him towards me if I wanted. “Noā€¦it’s okā€¦Lelouch Iā€¦” Yesā€¦this is itā€¦thisā€¦is how it it’s supposed to go. My hand found Lelouch’s and they joined with each other, our fingers filling in the spaces between the others. I close my eyes. Our lips connect. I tried to fight for dominance, but he completely defeated me when he drove his tongue into my mouth and pinned mine down gliding his across it as if he was stroking it. I felt his other hand behind my head. I could feel myself feeling short of breath and pulled away. I looked at him with pursed lips and soft eyes. “May I ask a request of you?” I asked him putting my arms around the back of his neck.
“What is it?” he asked me.
“The other day you asked me to comfort you. Lelouchā€¦I’ve wanted to do it, even before I knew Zero was you.” I ran my hand through his hair. “Before I knew that I always wanted to be the one you looked to for support, but how you were actingā€¦it wasn’t like I had imagined.”
The smirk on his face seemed like he was getting into the idea. As if he was interested in playing out my fantasy, “How did you imagine it then?” he asked.
“Just be you, treat me as though you are truly gifted to have me,” I told him.
Lelouch put his hand above my chest, “I already do think of you like that Kallen,” his eyes were soft. He wasn’t acting. He meant that.
“Th-thenā€¦just take me,” I told him. I ran my other hand up and down his chest. “Be like the hero I know you are and make love to me.”
He smirked deviously, “Maybe I should punish you like you’ve been a bad subordinate for disobeying orders.”
“Now have I ever disobeyed your orders?” I asked flirtatiously, getting into this.
“Right now,” he said and reached for my zipper, “You’re not getting undressed fast enough.” He pulled it down part way.
“Hey!” I pulled back away from him. “That’s cheap.” I reached for his shirt, but he grabbed my hand. “You’ve been a bad girl Kallen,” he acted, “Let me show you how I treat female subordinates who step out of line.”
“You think you’ll break me,” I chuckled with a smile.
“Of course I can,” he said reaching into my uniform and squeezed my breast hard, causing me to yelp. “I can do whatever I want to you, I’m the boss.”
“You think I’ll let you get away with this. Isn’t this sexual harassment?” I acted.
“Who are you going to tell?” he smirked, “I’m the one in charge and there’s no policies in the Black Knights about stuff like this.”
“You’re cruel,” I said lustfully.
“I am,” he agreed.
We kissed as he rotated my breast and wrapped his other hand around my back, “Kallen Iā€¦”
There was a knock at the door. Of all the lousy tiā€¦
“Who is it?” Lelouch called.
It was Tamaki, “Oh good it sounds like you’re still up.”
“I’m in the middle of something Tamaki and after that I’m going to bed, can this wait until tomorrow?” Lelouch asked.
There was a pause, possibly for Tamaki sighing or growling behind the door, “I suppose so.”
“Get some rest!” Lelouch called out.
“Well that was lousy timing,” I huffed, “We always seem to get interrupted.
Lelouch leaned me back and lunged over me a little more, “Does it matter?” Lelouch growled like a hungry animal, “We can continue now at least.” He licked the side of my neck, sending a shiver down my spine and then sucked on it.
“Ah! Lelouch that’sā€¦” I squealed.
“What’s the matter?” he asked, playing with my breast again, causing me to have to twist my legs because of how it felt. “Don’t you like how that feels?”
“Iā€¦I do, b-butā€¦”
“Not only are you bad, you’re also dirty. I never would’ve guessed.” He put his arm behind my neck and trailed his hand down from my breast down towards my crotch. He stroked a single finger up the spot around my most sensitive area.
“Ahā€¦Lelouch,” I could feel myself starting to become wet, “D-don’tā€¦th-that’sā€¦” I couldn’t talk and just gasped in a high pitch, balling my fist and bringing it up near my mouth. “S-stop.” He moved his hand. “No, don’t Iā€¦”
“Do you want me to do this or not? Make up your mind,” Lelouch said to me.
“I want it,” I muttered, averting his gaze.
“Sorry didn’t catch that,” Lelouch said.
“I want it,” I said it a little bit louder, blushing.
“Still can’t hear you,” he taunted.
“I want it!” I cried out.
Lelouch brought his hand back to wear it was and stroked up and down my sensitive area. I moaned in orgasmic glee. He then started poking his finger as though he was trying to create a hole in my uniform. “Stop teasing me,” I told him.
Lelouch wrapped his arm all the way around my back and grabbed my chest with his free hand. “Overstepping your boundaries now are we? Looks like I’ll have to increase your punishment.” Lelouch dragged the top of my uniform all the way off. And then twirled me around and pinned me to the bed, holding onto my arms. He removed my pants and my panties, throwing them to the ground. “Now stay there like a good girl.” He told me and then went and removed his pants and everything else and then leaned back on top of me, pressing a firm hand in between my chest.
“Punish me, Lelouch,” I moaned.
“With pleasure,” he said. He hovered over me. I turned my head to the side waiting for the moment of no return.
Lelouch broke out of the character he had set up, “Something the matter Kallen?”
“This is my first time,” I said bringing my middle knuckle up towards my mouth, almost biting down on it.
“You think it’s any different for me?” He asked.
I sat up, also breaking out of character, “What?” This was a surprise.
Lelouch sat down next to me. Both of us had exited the scenario completely, “What you thought I was some awesome player or something?”
“Well you come across as an apathetic jerk to the Student Body, and you know what they say ‘girls love bad boys’, I thought possibly with at least one of them. I thought maybe Shirley without a doubtā€¦”
“No,” he said sternly, “I never did it with Shirleyā€¦I blew my chance,” he looked away, like he was recalling a painful memory. His head shook slightly from side to side and then he looked back at me. “But that doesn’t matter I have youā€¦don’t I?”
“Yes,” I said softly, with a smile, grabbing him around the neck and pulling him down on top of me, “you do. Now, shall we resume?”
“Yeah,” Lelouch said, now prepared to enter me, “Let’s.” We resumed our scenario. “And now I’m going to punish you for your disobedience Kallen.” He entered into me and popped my cherry. It hurt at first, but the pain subsided and the fantasy I had long since had, started to become a reality. Unfortunately there was suddenly another knock at the door. I growled under my breath.
“Who is it? I’m kind of busy in here.”
Of all people it was C.C, “Lelouch, why is the door locked?”
“I’m doing something really important and I can’t be disturbed,” He answered.
“Well where am I supposed to sleep? Don’t we usually share our room?” she asked.
They share a room and he never screwed her once? I thought. That was something to ask about before we continued.
“There’s probably an empty room somewhere, use the cockpit of one of the Knightmares if you need it,” Lelouch told her.
“Very well,” she finally went away.
“Just how many times are we going to be interrupted?” Lelouch sighed. “Anyway, let’sā€¦”
I was going to ask about him and C.C before we moved on, “Hold up, you’re telling me you and C.C share a room and you never screwed her once?”
“Wellā€¦no. Why would I want to anyway? She gets on my nerves half the time,” Lelouch said. “Maybe if she was a little more honest or upfront about what she wanted out of me then maybe, but you know what they say, the early bird catches the worm.” He smirked.
“Was that meant to be sexual?” I asked.
“Maybe,” he said and then started to screw me, pinning my arms down at my sides. “Now then, this is what I do to those who are disloyal, got it Kallen?”
“Yes, I understandā€¦I’m sorry,” I pretended to apologize. My boobs bounced as Lelouch thrust in and out of me.
“Are you sorry, you seem to be enjoying this,” Lelouch smirked.
“I am, I enjoy you being in me. Punish me,” I gasped, “Punish meeeeeee.”
Lelouch picked up his speed and really laid into me. I grunted and moaned in pleasure. He eventually withdrew, turned me over and entered into me from behind, hands on my hips. I grabbed the bedpost as Lelouch fucked me from behind. “Ohhhhhā€¦ahhhhā€¦uhhhhā€¦” I moaned. It felt so good. Lelouch reached underneath me and grabbed my tits.
“Have you learned your lesson Kallen?” he asked, his hot breath, breathing into my ear.
“Y-yes,” I moaned, “b-butā€¦I like thisā€¦I l-like this.” We continued to fuck until I could feel my entire body start to tingle all over I was getting close to climaxing. Lelouch sat on his knees and pulled me on top of him, pumping into me from behind, playing with my boobs. I was so close to reaching my limit. I became more vocal as I got closer and closer to reaching my peak. “Iā€¦I’m about toā€¦I’m about to come.”
“Come Kallen,” Lelouch told me. “I order you to come.”
I continued to moan and grunt and squeal until I couldn’t hold back any more. “I’m coming!” I declared and shook and trembled and let my fluids drip out of me as I felt Lelouch do the same, releasing inside of me. I fell forward. Lelouch lowered me down gently. I panted as I came down from my high.
Lelouch stroked my back as he lay down next to me. “That was amazing,” he told me, smiling at me.
“It really was,” I agreed and then pushed up off my back and went to get my clothes.
“Where are you going?” Lelouch asked me.’
“Back to my room. What will the others think if it’s released that I slept with you?” I asked him back.
“No one has to know,” Lelouch came over and hugged me from behind, burying his head into the side of my neck, “This’ll be our little secret.”
“But what about C.C?” I asked.
“I think she gets the picture that this room is off limits till morning,” Lelouch told me.
“What if you’re wrong?” I asked.
“Well the door’s locked, and even if she does find out it’s not like she’ll tell anyone,” Lelouch assured me. “Now come on, it’s all right.”
“I don’t know,” I looked down at the ground.
“Don’t make me give you a direct order now,” he nuzzled.
“Oh fine, what the heck,” I agreed.
“Excellent,” he let go of me and we lay down together, facing each other. Lelouch grabbed a remote control and shut off the lights.
“Goodnight Kallen,” Lelouch said to me.
“Goodnightā€¦Lelouch,” I said. We snuggled down, and fell asleep.

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