Where it happened: Amusement Park
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
He walked down the pathway with the girl, his arms around her, his hands resting on her soft belly, under her light jacket. They’d been walking through some nature amusement park, scenery, caverns, beautiful vistas, snowcapped mountains and forested hills all around. The pathway was descending into the ground again, though this time the seemingly crude wooden sign was labelled “Gnome Kingdom.” She stepped down the first step, deftly removing his hands before they could slide up to her small breasts. He grinned at the back of her head, which only reached his chest on the stairs, and chuckled low and maliciously. She smirked back at him, like a vixen taunting her mate. Or so it seemed to his lust shrouded mind.
They reached the bottom of the cave, his arms stealing around her again, her body pressing back against him, her soft buttocks grinding against his taut shaft, making him silently curse the layers of clothing between them. At the bottom of the stairs, there was a dark room, with a backlit scene of little animatronic gnomes going about their busy lives. A service door stood in the pitch darkness to the side, standing slightly open. He noticed because he was looking around for people. The little troupe of anyoing children that had been tagging him for the last half an hour had been diverted momentarily by a walking humpty-dumpty. He thought they were probably trying to push him off one of the scenic overlooks, the little bastards.
He glanced at the door again, leading into a pitch dark service tunnel that probably led behind the gnomes and into their machinery. He edged a little in that direction, and felt her move a little with him. He turned and walked into the doorway, reaching for the handle, allegedly to pull it shut, but she leaned against him, her lithe little body pressing up against his muscular left thigh.
He pulled her inside and pushed the door shut, enclosing them in sudden darkness. Pressing her tightly against him, he felt her lips press to his, spread, and then her toungue slid into his mouth. He very nearly gagged. Using his own toungue to advantage, he pushed hers back, and then explored her mouth with it. He’d never french kissed before, but it was rapidly becoming clear to him that romance novels really didn’t tell all there was to know, no matter how many you read.
He pulled off his T-shirt and dropped it to the floor of the cavern…. He hoped it was a floor. He couldn’t see anything in the dark. She pulled away from him slightly, breaking her grip on his waist, and he felt the last two days of his time with her building up in him. His manhood was hard, harder than he had ever known, and by the feel, bigger, too. His jeans suddenly became a wild entrapment of his body, and he jerked his belt loose, unzipping his fly. His manhood pushed out, stretching the fabric of his underwear, and he gently pulled the elastic top of his shorts over his cock, freeing it into the air.
The sweat on it cooled immediately, causing goosebumps to rise all over his body, giving him chills of pleasure. He heard her moving in the darkness, and she touched his bare chest, and then slid her hand down his slightly soft stomach, and the layers of tight muscle she could feel beneath it, to the nest of hair, and the member that projected from it like a striking snake. He heard her gasp, felt her jerk in shock.
“What are you doing?” she asked him in a breathless tone of voice. He heard her other hand scrabbling for the doorknob beside her. He reached out and caught at her hand, pulled her toward him, pulled her against him.
“You’ve been toying with me all weekend, Julie.” he said. He was surprised at the hoarseness of his voice. He cleared his throat, then spoke more softly, moderating his tone, trying to make her understand. “I know that girls get horny, too. But you’ve gotten me so stiff I’ve been in pain since yesterday, and it’s only getting worse.” He laid both of her hands on his cock, wrapping them around it. He put a hand on her head, putting a slight pressure on her. He heard her kneel, and felt her grip on him shift as she changed position, his body nearly shivering with anticipation. He was not a mean person, but he wasn’t going home to masturbate, he was going to get laid. No matter what she thought.
He felt her breath on his tip, hot and moist in the cool air of the mountains. Her toungue touched it, sending a shivering thrill up his body. His hips jerked spamodically, and he had to literally fight his body to stand still. Her mouth encircled him a moment later, the ring of fire moving down, engulfing the head, sliding down the shaft. It didn’t feel like he had expected, but different…. Better. No rough surface, no tight flesh, just a formless heat, a moist darkness. Her teeth brushed his manhood, making him jerk again. His hand rested on her head, tightening in her hair, his hips thrusting. He heard a strangled cough from deep in her throat, and she jerked herself away. Almost half of his throbbing manhood was wet, and when her mouth left it, the air chilled across it like an arctic blast.
She backed away from him, coming to her feet, grabbing for the door handle again. He stepped up against her, shuffling akwardly, with his pants around his ankles. He turned her away from him and pinned her to the wall with a forearm, while his other arm slid around her body and jerked loose the fittings of her strange skirt. He heard buckles popping and the thin fabric cascaded to the ground, pooled around her feet.
He grabbed her thin white cotton panties… then paused. He could see her now, in the dark, his eyes had adjusted. He looked at her long, shapely white legs, compared to his hairy, tanned thighs and calves, taut with muscle. And his hard shaft, reddish and swollen with lust, stood out, touching her right buttock. He pushed against her, his now dry manhood rubbing across her buttock and between them. He pushed his his hips, but his dry manhood seemed to catch at her skin, and it wouldn’t go farther than the edge of her tightly pressed buttocks.
Julie reached between her legs, running a hand down across her moist curls, and wrapping her hand around his shaft. She began to jerk him off, and he felt her give a sigh of relief when she felt his cock throb and spurt, the hot liquid burning on her ass and her thighs. Trembling slightly, she allowed him to guide her to the floor, where he held her against his chest while he let his seed spill against her, dripping onto his thighs.
You don’t think this story is over, do you? Not quite.
He sat there, content, with her on his lap for about three minutes. She was nervous, wanting to put her clothing all the way back on. He leaned back against the wall and picked her up by her waist, lifting her up and setting her gently on his rehardening cock. The shaft lay along the crack of her ass as he gently began to run his fingers through the curly red hair concealing her cunt. Using the moisture already there, he slid a finger inside her, working it around. It took ten seconds, and then he felt the quickening of her pulse, felt the liquid of her cunt dripping down his fingers. The slight squirming of her body on top of him brought back to full attention.
“You aren’t wearing a condom.” She said when he began to lift her up again. He though about it, and had to agree. He definitely was not ready for kids. Grabbing his manhood in one hand, he wrapped his other arm around her and lifted her up. He moved his dick from side to side, edging into her ass again. This time, though, the tip of his cock was covered in smeared semen, and after two quick attempts, he felt the tip touch a spot of burning fire in her body. She tried to get her legs under her, but he spread his apart, lowering her more. This time his manhood went into her, delving into what he knew was actually her asshole. His manhood, even at this level of hardness, began to bend as his large tip stretched her ass.
It went in with a suddenness that surprised him, burying itself to the hilt in her rear. She gasped and her entire body seemed to turn to rock as he held her down on him. She moaned softly, shuddering, trying to pull him out of her. He held her down onto him, the heat of her body surrounding his cock. There was no sense of anything in her, only the tightness of her hole itself, and the clenched buttocks surrounding it.
“Jesus, I can’t wait to fuck you for real if your ass feels like this.” she tried to roll off of him, but he followed her over and pinning her down, his body straining like a bridge support cable, he began pumping into her ass. The wet sucking sounds that it made, along with the soft slap of his thighs on her ass, and the soft ooof she emitted after each thrust, brought him to orgasm quickly, and he leaned back onto his knees, pulling her up to her knees, as he forced himself to keep thrusting through the strange near-pain that came with his orgasm. He held her there until he was satisfied that he was done, then pulled out of her.
He helped her to her feet, and helped her dress, and they left the room, and continued the walk, her stiffly silent, him grinning like a fool. When they reached the end, she turned to glare at him, but at the look on his face, she fell against him, laughing.
“Christ, I should be more careful about teasing you, shouldn’t I?” He nodded, his grin trying to reach his ears, and they left.
That’s how it happened. I didn’t lose my vaginal virginity to her, but this has been long enough anyway. I might write another one later if I’m asked to.
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