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…

Gourmet Love Darlin….

Fresh moose meat, salmon, halibut, caribou, home grown vegetables……

The fire crackles…. and the stories get as huge as the mountains and as eerie as the northern lights swirling overhead…..

It would take a year of preparation for the hunters , geologists , biologists and various specialist, to get ready for their trips to Alaska, every ounce and pound of their gear was ready and measured, in advance, they would condition themselves for weeks before the trip, walking seven to ten miles a day, and climbing endless flights of stairs.

My Dad was the pilot and he had a rule that any customer needed to be able to walk thirty miles in the Alaskan backwoods, alone, and, swim rivers, in case the airplane broke down.

These are not your average rednecks, these guys were the professors and doctors, bankers, safari, and trophy hunters…. they had worked their asses off, to get so they could afford to get things, like trips to Alaska.

They also would bring….., their favorite spices, and special fry pans, and wooden spoons , secret spices and sauces…. they were into the food thing, My dad was also a camp cook, and he loved a feast around a campfire. If they couldn’t hunt, he could, and he had ways… lots of friends… tappers and Indians, and weird old hippie ladies, and, of course, the occasional total psychotic freaky woodsman… but they all…. had something, like honey, or jam, or sourdough bread….

At that point…, there…. I must leave the Alaskan stuff back…., behind, in the past… and bring the exotic gourmet food idea…., into the “sheet – rock and beige carpet” apartment world, I was forced to take, as a substitute for reality, after, I was 18.

Endless Sheetrock walls and Beige Carpet. There is enough beige carpet in those fucking apartments out there, to cover Alaska four feet deep in beige carpet.

Then, I know food a little, I have been around a lot of guys who really make an effort to make something special. Considering what they were paying my dad, to get out in the backwoods, they damn well wanted to say they remembered eating, really, well…

So then, couple years later… I am young…,working, and looking for a girl who wants to enjoy the woods with me, I am hooked up with this total doll…. and I just can’t get enough of her. Somebody…, had told her, that she couldn’t cook.

Finally we are sitting there one day, and I had been hovering a little around her when she was making dinner. I sort of distracted her a little I guess, and then we sat down to eat and she really, was not hungry, and she was not eating…

After a while I almost couldn’t hold back the smile any more….

The food was so incredibly good, every single mouthful was worth taking my time with…. the flavors would explode in my mouth, and before the food hit my stomach my body was thanking me for sending it something very healthy and good for it….

The girl sat there sort of sad, talking about the “Red – White – Blue – and Beige” country we lived in, and I just slowly, politely cleaned my plate, and went back for seconds and never let her stop talking….

Finally I am finished, and just looking at her with that unstoppable smile on my face.

Those awesome flavors…., still lingering in my mouth, my body feeling so fed, and comfortable….

I stood up , got her standing, and got my fingers in her belt loops, we were young…, she didn’t need to know why I was so turned on, but within about four minutes, she is hands up against the fridge with her sweet little bare ass pointing politely at my cock and loving whatever I might think of doing in that position…..

So when we are done, like lovers do…. I am behind her, holding her..cuddling a little … I tell her, “dinner was good..” She gets tense…. she says….. ‘oh yeah… did you like it?”

“Yeah I liked it…”She gets mellow, leaning against me, calm and quiet….

So I didn’t mess with it, a couple days later she remembered the conversation and the sex but not, how she had cooked the dinner.

Then later, I learned she would do that all the time, the woman simply did not know…., that she was an awesome cook.

The cool thing is , she is still out there…, she is around 40, I am 40 something….., and she claims she is single…..

Sex is good, but this girl could make a hard boiled egg taste good.

I don’t care if its…., Boreal Alaskan Forest….or Beige Carpet….

Romance is romance baby….
A little Cajun, a little garlic, a little chili pepper,

a little bar – b – que,

a little me and you….