Message-ID: <19600eli$9902030428@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "Torvald G" Subject: Good Neighbors 2 (M/yf, cons) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19990202174559.4497.qmail@hotmail.com> GOOD NEIGHBORS (part 2) By Big B. Even though she was twenty-two years younger than I, I thought the idea wasn't too bad. Who would if faced with such a situation? I kissed her, parting her lips with my tongue and gently stroking hers. She pulled away for a second, maybe she didn't know about French kissing, but she quickly got into the pleasure of it and kissed harder. Our tongues explored and entwined and I tasted cherry cola in her mouth. The kiss continued and she leaned against me. I put my arms around her and put her on my lap, still convinced I was going to tell her to abandon this crazy idea. When I lifted her I realized how little she was. I was definitely going to tell her to stop when the kiss was over. Roxanne had a different idea, however. She shifted her weight, landing>her ripe little rump on my swiftly growing penis. Somehow my hand was on one of her tiny little tits. It was small, firm, and the nipple was already hard. I could feel her heart beating rapidly. "I'm ready for it," she said, when the kiss ended. Unable to stop myself, I unbuttoned her blouse. She wore a training bra that hooked in the back. I removed her shirt, but left the bra on, kissing between her little breasts. Picking her up I cradled her like an infant. She only weighed about eighty pounds. With ease I carried her to the bedroom. I gently put her on the bed and tugged off her plaid skirt. Her underwear came with it and I saw some light, silky hairs beginning to grow over her plump little mons. I couldn't resist. I bent down and licked her there. I could feel her squirm as I tongued the moist little cleft of her cunt lips. She tasted fresh and sweet, like honeysuckle smelled. I reached up, closing a hand over one of her breasts, again feeling her erect nipple and beating heart. The different sensations of my tongue and my hand on flesh that had never been stimulated quickly sent this little girl--this almost woman, into a frantic orgasm. She beat her little fists against the bed, then grabbed my hair and pulled me harder against her. >From deep within her, she shuddered--her first orgasm. I lay down next to her, my hand on her small stomach, which still shook with the final spasms of her orgasm. The pressure of my dick inside my jeans was almost excruciating. I unzipped and pulled them off. Another motion and my shirt was gone. We were naked, except for Roxanne's training bra, which I had designs for. Gently I kissed her. She had recovered from cumming and was eager to learn more. I pulled down her bra and two small tits poked out. Her little nipples peeked out ready for my mouth. I complied with their unspoken request and (while I put on a lubricated condom) tongued her little buds until her hips started bucking again. Grabbing her training bra, I pulled her up into a kneeling position, hauling her on top of me as I lay on my back. She got the idea and straddled me, ready to insert my eight and a half inches. I knew she wanted to ram me in eagerly, but I was afraid of hurting her. Not only am I long, I'm extraordinarily thick--that shoe size myth was correct in my case. I knew I could rip something in her. "Slowly," I cautioned. She understood. With one hand on her chest and the other holding my organ, I lined myself up. She slid over the tip of my penis>with a gasp, forcing herself down as far as my hand, which I held around my dick to keep her from sliding all the way down it on her first thrust. "Hold it there," I said. She rested for a minute while I felt her relax a little. She was tight, a slippery silk vise. I could feel her hymen right inside her virgin cunt. Once she got used to being stretched like she was I could tell she started to enjoy herself. With little twists of her hips she ground her pubes against my knuckles, which were right under her clit. The grinding increased and, just before she came again, I pulled my>hand away, putting both hands on her shoulders. Her hymen kept me from fully entering her, so I pushed down on her shoulders. I felt the little bit of tissue give away as she impaled herself on me. The combination of pain and pleasure sent her over the brink again--this time it was pain, however. She slumped forward in a faint. I caught her and lowered her to my chest, damning myself for hurting her, but impatient to keep going .. A few seconds later her eyes fluttered open. "Ow," she said. "We can stop," I said. With the tip of her tongue poking through her lips she shook her head. I slowly moved her the length of my dick. As I pulled out I could see some color come to her cheeks. I slowly entered again. The pain on her face was visible, but she was determined. I made it in all the way again, watching her bite her bottom lip to keep from shrieking. Once again I pulled slowly out. I grimaced at how tigh -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----