Message-ID: <21234asstr$942603001@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: turtle1027@my-deja.com Subject: {ASSM} ASSM: <*> Story: "In the Backseat with Michelle" (mf, virgin, impreg?" Lines: 141 X-Original-Message-ID: <80lpoc$qqs$1@nnrp1.deja.com> X-Article-Creation-Date: Sun Nov 14 07:52:45 1999 GMT Date: Sun, 14 Nov 1999 13:10:01 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: assm-admin In The Backseat With Michelle   by Turtle   (mf, virgin, impreg)   I wanted to be alone with Michelle for the longest time. Ever since the time I caught Michelle looking at me. We were in Mr. Johnson's Chemistry class and I noticed Michelle looking at me. When I glanced back, she looked away and I could tell that she blushed.   Michelle was one of the "good" girls in the junior class. I knew she  had only been out on a few dates with some of the senior guys but I had never heard a word about her. She didn't seem to have a reputation like some of the other girls in school. I assumed she was a virgin.   And what a shame that Michelle was a virgin. While she always dressed in a respectable manner, she was a beautiful girl. She was an all American type with nice long legs and a seductive figure. She was the type you would expect to be on the cheerleading squad but she seemed too shy for that kind of activity. Her long brown hair and blue eyes were a High School boy's dream.   I had been really surprised to see that Michelle was looking at me. I was one of the bad boys around the school. I had a reputation as a bit of a party boy and I had been through a few girl friends but no one as attractive as Michelle. I couldn't think of anything I would rather do than  pop her cherry and it looked like she might be ripe for the picking.   A few days after making eye contract with Michelle in Chemistry class I literally bumped into her in the hall. I was coming around the corner from the library and she was coming the other direction when we  ran into each other. Suddenly, face to face with me, she blushed again and cast her eyes down and said, "ah.....hi.... Jeff... how are you?" "Fine" I replied, "Michelle? Are you busy Saturday night?" My unexpected question seemed to really floor her and now she was blushing and she was unable to say a thing. I took over and said, "OK, Michelle I will pick you up at 6:30 and we will go the movies. See you then." And before she could protest I walked off.   Now that was three dates ago and things have been progressing. It turned out that Michelle was the daughter of some very protective parents, who never let her to stay out very late. We would go to the movie or to dinner and each time she would immediately have leave for home.   I couldn't say nothing was happening. I could tell that Michelle was interested. That first good night kiss was the first hint. She was still quite shy until I finally kissed her and; oh boy! and then the porch light came on. Those parents were going to be a problem.   On the fourth date I had a plan. The sight of her body was killing me. I was going to get into those sweet white panties tonight or have to give up. I couldn't stand it anymore.   Now I asked Michelle on Friday to go to the 7:00 PM movie with me again and she agreed. I was cutting the time close. I got to her house about 6:50 PM; on purpose.   It was a 15 or 20 minute drive to the theater and I knew we could never make the start of the show. As we drove toward the theater and did some small talk, I looked at the beauty beside me. It was spring and the weather had really warmed up. Michelle had on a pleated skirt and a white blouse with no panty hose. Just perfect for what I had in mind.   When we reached the theater, it was obvious that the movie had already started. It was time to put my plan into motion. Seeing that show had already begun I faked a little disappointment and said "Hey, Michelle why don't we do something else......I understand this movie isn't very good if you don't see the beginning" and she readily agreed. I think Michelle was also looking for the chance for a little time alone and also easily agreed to drive up to the local overlook; the infamous lover's lane. We finally had a couple hours alone before she had to be home.   I think Michelle did have the hots for me and my reputation just made it just a little more wicked and exciting but I don't think she really knew what she was getting into. I am no rapist .but if there was any way to fuck her that night short of rape, I was going to fuck her and fuck her good.   When we arrived at the overlook, we parked and turned the radio on to some smooth music. Michelle once again became shy and turned her eyes down so I moved over closer and took her in my arms.   She looked up and we kissed and our tongues met. We started necking and almost immediately things began to heat up. Michelle returned my kisses with enthusiasm. Her hands running up an down my back and she was doing a lot of sighing, but nothing else on her part. I knew if I was going to get in her panties I would have to be the one to turn up her heat.   I had bucket seats in my cars and a bench seat in the back. The stickshift was starting to keep me from my goal. So I suggested that we move to the backseat. This give Michelle reason to pause, but I  said, "but Michelle, I want to hold you and this gearshift is in the way" and that seems to satisfy her and we moved to the backseat. It was time to get to work.   As we started to neck again in the backseat I knew that Michelle was really starting to get hot. She was becoming flushed and I was sure I could see her nipples begin to stand out through her white blouse.   As we continued to kiss I began to run my hand down her side to her hip. I began to side my hand up and down the hip and outside of her thigh. I moved closer to her and turned toward her. I kept running my hand up and down her thigh and used the opportunity to slowly push up the hem of her skirt. I was soon able to rub the bare skin of her thigh.   I next began to flirt with running my hand up the tender skin of her inner thigh but I was careful. I would run my hand up the thigh a few inches until I thought she was going to protest and then I would move it away. I allowed her get used to the feel of my hands in new and more intimate places..   I could tell this was exciting Michelle but she was having mixed feelings. She was beginning to go into uncharted territory but it was feeling so good! After this went on for a few more minutes I turned toward Michelle and pressed my bulge against the outside of her leg and I heard a change in her breathing. My penis pressing against her, even in my jeans, seemed to startled her. However, she made no move to stop and I begin to nuzzle her neck as she leaned back into the seat and enjoyed the sensations.   I finally thought it was time to get bolder. For the first time I ran my hand up between her legs and over her mound; and she moaned and let her legs fall open. I could feel how wet she had become and I knew she was starting to lost control of herself.   I began to search for her clit thought the fabric of her panties and quickly found it and began to stroke her with two fingers. I was rewarded with a sharp intake of her breath and the slight motion of her hips. Finally, Michelle feeling her own self restraint slipping away spoke up and said "Jeff, don't you think we are going too far?" But she doesn't move my hand away or try to stop me.   I replied "It's OK Michelle, we can stop anything you like. I won't do anything you don't want" speaking in my most sincere voice as I continued to stoke her pussy. "OK babe?"   "Well, if....if you say so Jeff," Michelle replied sounding .unsure of the situation but knowing that  she is loving my touch.   Now I slid my hand under the band of her white panties which are soaking with her juices. I eased a finger into her slit for the first time. I was also becoming excited and I started to grind my bulge against her leg. I knew I had to make my move soon.   "Doesn't this feel good Michelle?? I asked. "Y..y....y..yes" replied Michelle. I could feel her hips begin to move as I continued to rub her clit and finger her. I could feel the juices flowing out of her and I noticed her voice was getting husky. She was getting close to cumming.   "I want to feel good too Michelle" I said and I took her hand and placed it on the bulge in my jeans. She automatically begins to rub me with a pace which matched the motion of my hand on her then she reached down and unzipped and unbuttoned my pants. I was suddenly exposed to the air and my partner. She begins to stoke my penis; instinctively getting the motion.   I increased the pace of my fingers and could hear her breathing become more labored. I had her where I wanted her. She was right at the edge of an orgasm and losing control. As I stroked her with one hand I slide down her panties with the other. She hardly seemed to notice.   I begin to slide her down on the seat and shifted my weight on top of her; all the while not letting up on her clit. Her hips were rising to meet my hand as began to slide my own pants down. Michelle's legs came apart and I positioned myself between them. Michelle began to realize what was happening but no longer cares. Her body is out of control. Her hips were rising to meet me and be filled by me. I stopped rubbing her and used my hand to position the head of my penis at her opening and then thrust down into the hot wetness.   "Ouch!!!"  Michelle blurted out as I penetrated her and tried to push me off but I began to thrust into her and she quickly surrendered to the feelings growing inside her. The pain seemed to quickly subside as we started to move together. I could sense her orgasm beginning to built as well as my own. A minute or so of frantic pushing dissolved into screaming orgasm for Michelle and a sudden explosion of my own; deep inside her newly violated channel. As I glory in the feelings of my own climax, I began to realize that Michelle was not the only one who was out of control. I have forgotten to get the condom from the glove compartment  in my hurry and lust to deflower Michelle. I may have impregnated her in my teenage rush to get into her pants.   I laid between her legs, spent and looking into her eyes. She has a look of wonder; "What just happened to me? " her eyes seem to say. I can feel the semen dripping from her slit, staining the carseat. I was hoping nothing more happened than her first time and not her first pregnancy.   'Oh well' I think. One more Saturday night in the backseat of Jeff's car.   The End   If you like the story, have any suggestions, want more etc., Email me!! -- If you enjoyed this work, take a moment to email the author. Your comments are their only payment. 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