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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
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