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By: Pent Up (cell239@hotmail.com)I’m a little rusty, so give me a break… _____________________________________________________
It was a dark day for 25-year-old Evangeline. In love with a younger ruffian named John, only 20, she was smitten by his words, his muscles and his manner. He was large, well-built and a little white, even when in the sun. She watched him closely as he worked on the property of her family; she lived with her strict parents, very religious, even as she had a boyfriend.
She had had brought him into her bedroom, and she’s been as far as second base with him, but her father was especially vigilant, stopping their most passionate of advances towards each other, akin to Romeo and Juliet portrayed in the MGM Grand classic. But this time, she had gone too far…
Eva was with her boyfriend, Don, in her room while her parents were out gardening, using John’s brawn and know-how to plan out the start of a pool where they had a backyard surrounded by woodland, living in Colorado, close to the mountains. It was the middle of the summer, and Eva was on top on Don as she rode his face, feeling the unmatched skill of his tongue working on her hardened clit. She was moaning, jerking Don off as she looked out the window. Down in the backyard, shirtless with her mother and father, was John, sweaty and worked up from the previous landscaping. She watched him, imagining that it was his tongue that filled her needy cunt, his hard cock in her soft grasp. Oh yes, John, she says, moaning and closing her eyes. Immediately, there was an explosion from Don underneath her.
She was thrown off of his face and he was rightfully furious with her. I knew you saw him instead of me when you kissed me! he roared, his dismay echoing to the outside. John was off like a shot, just in case Evangeline was in trouble; he, too, was swooned by her grace, charm and beauty. Her parents followed as he was inside like a flash, bolting up the stairs. There he saw Don, yelling at Eva as she fell to her knees, begging his forgiveness. He was about to hit her out of anger until John, 10 years the man’s junior, grabbed Don by the arm and threw him out, falling to the floor in front of Eva’s father. Noticably furious, all three adults started yelling. However, in their own little world, John helped Eva to her feet and helped her re-dress, kissing her forehead and telling her to meet him in the wooded area behind the guest house, where the site of the pool house was to be…
Just as she was directed, Evangeline was resting against the back of the guest house, looking into the woods. She looked around, hiding in the dark in a sheer black babydoll, wearing a silk g-string underneath.
She was always a shopper of the Victoria’s Secret catalogue; if the reader has not figured out yet, she is still a virgin by this time and feeling desperate to get rid of it. She quietly called out for John, seeing a flashlight a couple hundred metres from the guest house. The person flickers it to signal her to approach. She was wearing running shoes to keep her feet safe as she wandered into the woods, hoping and praying that she didn’t trip and fall with her lingerie on. She made it to the clearing, looking to John, who was resting on a blanket, watching the lovely older woman make her way to the blanket.
He got up, showing to her that he was completely naked and shaven, just like the wet pussy that was covered by her black silk thong. You didn’t have to dress up for me, he says with a smile, watching her move into his arms. She said nothing as she sunk into his shoulder, taking in his scent, hoping to remember everything about him and this night; she knew that he was going to take her virginity, and if he wasn’t, she would force him, turning him on until he couldn’t stop himself.
Evangeline looked deeply into his blue eyes, kissing his cheek. Take me now, she begs, starting to lie down on the bed, illuminated by the full moon through the trees.
Take me, make me a woman; make me yours! She didn’t even bother with foreplay, whipping her own thong off and pulling him down by his cock. John is surprised and taken aback by her aggressive need for his sex. He takes her hands in an attempt to stop her, but immediately, she took his cock in her mouth. Eva, he tries to say, but it comes out like a moan. Eva, you need to slow down.
No slowing down, she says, pulling his cock out just to stroke it and make it harder; he had good control. No stopping, no taking our time; John, you have no idea how bad I’ve wanted you. The reason why he almost hit me today was because I called out your name. I need you inside me, I need to feel your body against me, taking me, NOW.
Evangeline pulls him down, kissing his lips without restraint. John held her close, unclipping the babydoll and slipping it from her body. D-Cup breasts slip free, her nipples hard and perky with no more but a breath of warm air from John as he lowers himself to her breasts. She pushes him down and squats over his hips, holding his hard cock up. Wait, Eva, he says, taking her wrist firmly. Are you sure this is what you want? Are you sure that you don’t want to save this for your husband? She smiles and lowers herself until the head moves into her. He could feel how dripping wet she was. first time lesbien stories
John, Eva says, looking into his eyes, if I had my choice, you’d be years older and I’d be wearing the very ring you placed on my finger. John’s touch was hot as he blushed, releasing her wrist to let her go down further. She smiled brightly as him and moans as she goes down lower, ripping her hymen wide open as he went deeper and deeper. She bounced up and down slowly until she was stretched open, allowing his whole size to fill her up. She stopped moving as she held his cock tightly inside her, just resting against him. John pulls her into his arms, holding her closely as she started to cry against him, in pain or happiness, John didn’t know. He sat up and just held her.
Don’t stop, she begged, pulling back to look into his eyes. Please don’t stop. I want to feel it. I want to feel your semen inside me. Please, John! Evangeline spoke in sobs, pleading through her bright brown eyes. John got up and laid her down, Eva on the bottom. I shall do my best, he says, and she smiles, wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing him passionately.
John held her as he started to buck his hips against her, moving slowly. She was so wet, though, that it felt very easy to move in and out of her. This encourages him to move more quickly, making her moan and squeal as her first fuck sent waves of pleasure through her athletic and petite frame. She was writhing after 10 minutes of his hips’ movement, crying into his shoulder and biting down as a powerful orgasm swept through, sending her into convulsions and shivers that he felt in sympathy. Moving his arm around her back, John lays her down on the blanket and starts to pull out of her…
No! Eva shrieked, quickly covering her mouth. She lowered her voice and shook her head, saying, No, don’t pull out. I want you to fill me. John was noticably hesitant with the idea.
She weakly wrapped her legs around his hips and forced him back in, so he just kept going, spreading her legs as he continued to fuck her. Thank you, she squeals as he starts to go faster. She was still so tight, and she was clenching down on him as he pushed forward, so it was a few minutes more until John started to shake. He moved in closer, grinding into her as she moaned. She could feel the hot seed start to fill her, sending her into a micro-orgasm with the heat and the light stretching from the viscous white liquid that started to fill her womb. She held onto him tightly, not wanting to let him go; she wanted every drop inside of her…
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I laid in my bed as the dawn raised about two weeks later.
I can’t even begin to explain the warmth that covers my body by just thinking about him rising for the day and getting prepared to help my parents build the new pool. My thoughts wander to his naked body in the shower and I feel shutters travel down my spine. Don had dumped me right after that big fight, and my parents had nearly decided to ground me, but I had threatened to leave if they even tried. I knew that I could never really do that, as I knew it would be the end of ever seeing John again.
Slowly, I walk to the bathroom and do what I must do and set the test on the counter. While walking back to the bedroom I try to not think on the results as I crawl back into the warmth of my own bed. I take a moment to look at the clock and then I hear my own groan echo on the walls as I cuddle up move under my covers. I can feel my nerves settling over me as I lay there. I wasn’t sure how I was going to make it through the next fifteen minutes, and what was worse, I felt alone for the first time in my long life. I hear a knock on the door and my mother tells me that it is time to come down for breakfast.
My words ring out, I don’t feel so well, Mom. I’m going to just be down later. I listen to my mom walk down the hall and give a gentle groan, as I know that I can not handle a baby on my own. Would he push me away? Would he stay? What would those parents say and do?
I knew I wanted him, and I could practically feel his skin moving on mine in heated passion as I laid there. The shutter that ran through my body was not in my imagination though. Moving the comforter I pull up my shirt and just stare at my tummy. Without even the official testing I know that there is a baby in there. I can feel it vibrating through my bones and in my weakness. I felt my lips form a smile, as I knew this was my baby, and I would do all that I could to protect it. I knew I loved him, and that meant that things were going to work out right, right? Only for a moment did I let my mind think about my parents and what they might say about the whole situation. When I realized that John would get fired, and I would be gone again. I would either have him, or he would leave me. I needed a job and fast. I only hoped that I could get one.
I shifted on the bed and stared down to my tummy and let out a soft sigh. Then I looked out the window to see him working on the new pool house that my parents were having built. He must have been out there only moments, but I couldn’t help but watch the man without his shirt on. Moving to the bench in front of my window; I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. I leaned on the edge and just watched him as he worked on the ground. After a few lingering moments I turned and saw that it was time.
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My nerves took me over, as I slowly stood from in front of my window. I then moved and felt myself shaking as I opened the bathroom door and stepped onto the cool tile. I picked up the test, but I hadn’t looked down yet.My eyes looked at myself in the mirror, and I gave myself a smile as I whispered, I can do this. I moved my eyes downwards and saw the positive mark. I squealed out with joy and then laughed. My ch** was from the man I love. I run out the door, still in my pajamas, with a blanket around my shoulders. I looked down and felt my throat go dry as I speak, John? ___________________________________________________________________
He was outside, laying the foundation for the new pool house; it was obvious that John was going to be living in the guest house as a permanent resident. However, as he worked, he heard Evangeline’s sweet voice calling his name. He stood up and looked to her, seeing the pregnancy test in her hand. He smiles and kisses her forehead. As soon as I’m done here, you might as well pack your things and move into the guest house, he says, looking into her eyes.
I won’t be leaving either. As for your parents, we’ll have to figure that out shortly.
I love you, Eva whispers to him before running back inside. John tried to reply, but she was off like a shot, and he smiled as she watched her glow under the sun as she went back inside. He went back to work, thinking about how he was going to let her parents know…
