The moon is coming up yellow…..

I had seen her around town a couple of times and I was a little intimidated when she looked intense and educated and always focused on her work.

I saw her in line at the hardware store, and rolling a tire across the gas station parking lot, and herding a bunch or teenagers into a van someplace, and mostly, I was glad I was not one of those teenagers.

I was zooming down an alley on my bicycle taking a shortcut some kid had showed me that I would have never tried alone, and I run into this lady again, wearing some sort of huge hat and a flowery short sun – dress, or whatever, and she is putting grass clippings in the  back garbage cans.

So I stop and watch and wait for her, and I am ready to help if she needs it, but I didn’t say anything , finally she is all screwed up with grass and stuff going everywhere and I’m off the bike and I just say, “lady I can help if you will let me, but I’m not going to, if you don’t want it.”

So I step over there and tell her, “you tell me what you wanna do and if it don’t work , then we might be here till midnight figuring something out. No biggie right?”

Her eyes flashed a smile that never made it to her mouth, and she said “ok you hold the can and lets see if I can get this thing lifted in there…. “

She bent down to grab the bag, and she was not wearing any underwear and her legs were awesome.  This was incredible, the fact that I was not totally immobilized was pretty cool too.

Then, as any work goes, one thing tends to lead to another and the easiest job always ends up having about two thirds more things to do than you would have expected at first.

So my hard on came and went about seven times as I kept seeing her pussy and tits in the various ways that dress got loose when she was working, and, how she went from working, to girl, to woman, to sexy, to severe, and then back around again.

We had been arranging everything around those garbage cans and the back alley, stuff that needed to be done for a while that was just a lot easier with two people.

Finally it was getting dark and she said “ok you have been looking at my crotch for about 45 minutes and that little pecker of yours is seriously  interested in my body, so I think maybe its my turn to see more than just a bulge in your pants. You gonna show me that thing or do I gotta get a couple friends and cut those damn jeans off you?”

Ahh, indicators of teamwork, and leadership skills…

I’m so shy, I don’t mind looking at her, but getting my pants down is a different story.

So she is the severe one, so stern…, as I undo my pants and get them down a ways…and she tells me…, “I bet the cool air feels good after sweating a little right?”

She runs her hand up her thigh, and puts her thumb against her pussy and says “I really like it when some guys see me, like you were , you could look, and get so aroused, and still keep working and moving around without making a big deal of it.”

There is nobody around, and she tells me to put my hands on her hips. So then she is into this little conversation, something about she and I being more intimate by working together, and me seeing her, and letting her, see me, that somehow this was more realistic that a lot of lovers she had, who mostly went from the front door, to the bedroom, and then the shower, and home.

That was really cool, but is was really even cooler was that when she was talking  she started holding my balls like she planned on making a few more decisions, about her definition of intimate, in the very near future. Like in about the next fourteen seconds.

The fences were that old gray wood stuff that grows in funny looking rows in alleys all over the planet, about four feet tall, and she somehow wants to get real , without getting dirty, in this dirt road.

Seriously I have no idea how I get suckered into this weird shit. There is always some weird challenge like that with this sort of stuff, like trying to do things in some weird position and it  never seems to work out in my favor, this one had it made,  she ends up with me on my knees, and her sort of trying to get my dick in her by getting on top and I’m really mostly just letting her try to position herself, and not let her pull me over.

This is a great lady, and I like her , and things are great, except for this weird thing about trying to do this, in a dirt road, in an alley, without getting dirty.

Every girl has a bit of bimbo in her, and I had a feeling I knew what this one was going to do, and if she did it, I was going to be ready for it. She did it. She didn’t really take her time when she grabbed my cock and put it in her, she just slammed herself down on me and I could barely feel anything, so I was ready, and just grabbed her really tight when I was all the way in, and told her to hold still.

She was not used to being told what to do, she liked having things her way, and this is not at all what she expected after being in the lead all this time.

She tried to be nice, she tried to be mean, she tried to act like she was confused, she tried and tried…, but I just held her really tight, really deep, and told her to hold still.

Finally we were both feeling seriously intimate, my way, and she started liking that a lot.

I tell her to just not start jumping all over the place, letting my cock slip out of her, and she gets the point.

Then she starts loving this action, she is older a little, and has some experience and ways that are really cool when she can match something I like or want really fast. Then I slow her down on the tricks and games a lot, and want to get back to just the part where it is her and me, having sex in an alley, after working a little.

Then she gets close, and we almost stop moving.. then I move a little, and she lets me, and I get the idea she is not so worried about getting dirty any more. In one very smooth motion I lay her back on the ground and I’m on top and we get very comfortable that way.

There was some weird conversation about the idea that she was not wearing underwear and that got us both so turned on, she was thinking I was gong to climax like a mad man a long time before I did, but she kept all the energy going and every bit of that sexiness I had been seeing for the last couple hours was all there, right to the very incredible end.

Then we are laying there breathing, I kneel up and look around.., and notice I can barely see the flower print pattern on her dress, like just seconds ago it was light and then the shadows turned to real dark and if we were dirty we wouldn’t have known it anyway.

The alley is all nice and organized, my bike is leaning on the fence, the moon is coming up yellow, and we are shuffling around getting dressed, and getting our heads together.

This is the ‘greenhouse – ice skating coach lady’, who I had a lot of these weird times with. Most of the stuff is borderline illegal when it gets to me and her little athelets. But this lady had a thing about plants, and discipline, that always started out so, not sexy, and then she would slide into the most mind blowing screwing in the weirdest damn places.

Right before I got on my bike, she told me she didn’t want to kiss me if I believed that meant we had some type of ‘relationship’. So I just waited, then waited a little more, and she walked up to me and gave me the most incredible kiss.

I started pedaling, and said ‘I think I’m going to enjoy not having a relationship with you. ‘

I did.

Over and over and over and over….

Oh gosh…,that woman rrrrrrrocked.

Some very young people having sex.

After about four years of babysitting this girl who was four years younger than me I couldn’t care less about seeing her naked or having sex with her.

She was simply too young and would be for years, but she got so she liked playing with her pussy and probably having sex with somebody…, when she was really young, then she had been around me forever so she was always trying to hook me up with some girl I would like, this kid was only about ten, but she sort of wanted a three way with me and a girl who was older than both of us.

This is was too weird for me, when I was fourteen, I could not get attracted to this younger kid, she was a doll , but she was around all the time, and my goal with her , for years, was mostly three things, get her home safe after playing, and try to get her to eat, and try to get her to to go to sleep.

It was too strange to be out in the woods, with a bunch of thirteen and fourteen year old boys jacking off and talking about sex, one minute, then I would actually be in a house alone the next minute, with a fifteen year old girl and a ten year old girl who would love it if I had the guts to do something.

The older girl was not really my style…, and the younger one could do just about anything and I wouldn’t care. The boys were not my style, and I liked real girls, my age, who were cool and that was really about all.

Finally…., after a lot of weeks of this messing around, I am licking this fifteen year olds clit and have a finger in her pussy and she is telling me to screw her…., and I still have my underwear on, and the ten year old is naked behind me rubbing her hands all up and down my back and ass.

This was starting…,to look good, taste good, smell good, and feel more totally awesome all the time. I was so afraid of that pussy, I was so afraid of the younger one. They were letting me know that it was good to be afraid, but not forever… not so much….

The little girl takes down my shorts a ways and starts licking my butt hole driving me totally nuts, with a face full of pussy that felt totally awesome, then she somehow got me lubed up and got a a finger in my ass, ….I trusted her so much, it felt so good, then two fingers…., and I started seriously sucking that clit….

I get up and put my cock up to…., the fifteen year olds waiting pussy and the little one starts on me with her moms little pink vibrator, she tells me… “you are gonna love this ….”

I slide my little fun dick…, in the fifteen year old and the little one behind me slides the vibrator in my butt, and tells me to hold it, then the older girl gets a grip on the thing.

Then the little one backs off, and just sits there and watches, then the older girl is telling me to relax and enjoy it, it is normal to get some pussy sometimes, it is nice and a cool pace for a bit…. then she wants to change positions. We lay down and she gets on top and this feels pretty intimidating, but it starts going pretty good.

Then the little one wants to get weird again and she has me where she wants me, she gets that pink thing and starts going for my butt again, I am not really into it but they both are.

The little one is licking the pussy juice off my balls and slowly screwing me with this pink thing and the fifteen yearold is riding like crazy .

Finally I am about to come and the older one just jumps off and holds my hands…, the younger one grabs my cock and starts licking me,I don’t really want her to do this, but she is screwing me in the ass with that thing, and jerking me, then she looks at me, and licks my cock and just, so sweetly, wraps her mouth around me and starts sucking me and going for it.

The older one is licking and kissing my chest and asks me if it feels good…..

I get my hands free and start to come, and I get my hands on this girls head and start coming in her mouth, she dives on it and pushes my cock all the way in her mouth and I can’t believe it…, but it was definately not like I had imagined it would be with some little brat.

They got that thing out of my butt, and they both licked my dick and balls till I was totally mellow and could not move.

The older girl asked, “so what are your friends doing today?” I told her I think they are probably talking about girls and watching TV…

Believe me it was cool when that younger kid would walk up to me in school and tell me she wished she could just take me someplace nice and give e a blow job, she was so stressed and she wanted to feel me come in her mouth today.

A lot of older girls would say that stuff too, and I would be rolling out the toilet paper in the boys bathroom pretty quick, cleaning up what the girls wanted. But I liked some of that part too.

Ever since I was around eleven or twelve the boys would say, “hey tell me a story….”

Then I would ,and then they would come back from the bathroom looking so mellow and alright. Sometimes the girls would ask for a story and they would do the same thing….

And sometimes , the girls, would want to be…., the girl in the story….

The Hardest Part

We were on a sort of a summer trip and I was so entirely sick of all the girls being so paranoid and uptight, never having sex. They were a little more worried about the locals and parents than they were about the sex.

Seriously, I was young I really didn’t need or want, the sex so much, I just couldn’t get any affection, or a hug, or even a cute look from a girl, without all the boys knowing they could get all new video games for reporting me to the parents.

I decided to try to nail this cute little babe who looked prime…., and so damn ready.

The fucking boys were all gay as hell and couldn’t care less about pussy.

The girls were pretty tired of having video games, and microwave pizza, as direct competition.

In about two years, the boys would discover smoking pot, and drinking beer, and our parents and community would supply that crap for fifty years, as long as nobody would get laid.

This was twisted, we were out swimming , and the older girls had this awesome habit of pulling their swim suit aside and letting me see their pussy and, clit, and if they had hair or not. I had a habit of telling them I needed that. Not just the idea of real sex, but the idea of seeing their pussy.

Yeah, ok, cool but if I acted like I noticed…., the entire crowd would go totally Catholic on me, want me to marry the bitch right there, and only have sex once, mostly in front of them, and then probably take turns fucking her, and then, I would have to baby sit the girl for all eternity.

That is not, exactly, what the girls were trying to tell me.

The part where the boys….,wanted to line up and take turns screwing any girl who would do it…, was the weirdest part, like a girl had become something like a video game or microwave pizza that all the little gay boys could share nicely.

When  I was eleven and twelve jacking off wishing I was screwing a girl, I just never had a fantasy about being second or fifth in line for the girl of the day…..

I always wondered if that is really…, the way they were all doing it when I was not around, like I was the weird guy and everybody else went along with the “system” and got endless pussy from the time they were eight till the time they were eighty. They acted like it.

I was always the weird guy…., but I was also, normally, the last guy standing after all hell would break loose, in their fancy ass “ system”.

So finally everybody is on the trail home from swimming, and the girls are pissed off that the boys don’t want anything like boy – on – girl sex, they want a fucking orgy. Really, I think I figured out a big part of all that that day.

I am taking up the rear and this little babe is taking way too long, we are behind, far behind, and finally I could not hide my hard on, and I told her I wanted to have sex with her, she said, basically there is one single problem in our way……

This took me about three minutes to get right, finally I took my swim shorts off, and she said , “that was the problem.” And she slithered out of her swim suit in about two seconds flat. My god…, she was exquisite… standing there in the middle of this forest, not a sound, just a awesome girl and me with my cock sticking strait out, and she did not laugh, or tease, or mess around, she just started arranging her towels and clothes….so we could get on the ground.

Maybe everybody was fucking everybody all the time but this girl and me were alone…., and going for it.

After the initial excitement of getting my dick, in her, she told me to kick back and enjoy it for a while, she was loving it, and just liked getting very screwed by a very nice gentle boy, who liked having his cock in her. Her dad had been fucking her for a while and he was all ashamed and she didn’t care if he fucked her, but then her mother was getting pissed and all that, and the girl just liked the idea of having some alternative cock if her dad bolted.

I was slowly, smoothly, screwing, this fabulous girl and I asked ‘why is it so damn hard to get laid….?’ She laughed, and asked me.., “What was the hardest part so far?”…, I said ‘taking off my shorts and letting you see my dick‘, she said.., ‘would you mind going just a little faster, then please…,oh god it feels so good….’

I asked her.., if I needed to pay her for this, she said no, just please come in me, and then defend me in school if I need it, be honest if people ask you if you screwed me, and then please fuck me if I need it.

Can’t get more fucking Catholic than that I guess.

Oh my cock was so hard. I just kept going and going and going, her pussy had that weird almost repulsive smell of pussy that is really young ,and she was so wet, and I was so fucking her, I just owned this little body that was totally loving getting so drilled.

We built up to the end and I just came like a madman, holding her down, holding her still, and  pumping my come, deep, deep into a pussy that was so young, grippy and getting more beautiful by the second.

I did not want to take my cock out of that girl for about a half hour, it started getting dark, and we finally got up and out of there…

That was some sweet…., screwing….

The swimming hole area smelled like pussy for a week.

Oh god her little body was sweating and my cock was so filling her, her pussy and her body responded to every, feeling, and emotion, and sent more back, some moments we almost couldn’t, move, at all….,and our bodies would just sort of spasm…together, and make us fuck some more.

She and I, did not want endless beer, dope, microwave food, and video games.

The swimming area, and the girls, tended to relax a little more after I figured out the hardest part. I think the boys, are still playing pac – man someplace…