Chapter 51
She stiffened very slightly, my voice obviously pulling her slightly out of her contented distraction. “No. I guess it isn’t.” She spoke really softly, almost reluctantly.
For a few minutes I just continued to stroke her, giving her the chance to say something, to ask me to stop. But she just settled back into her contented purring against me. But I needed to do more.
“Do you want me to stop?”
Her breathing quickened, I could feel it as her stomach moved under my hands. I could feel her little breasts moving just above my hands, easily within reach.
“No.” She whispered.
It is strange that the question you ask isn’t always the question the other person hears. When I asked Caroline if she wanted me to stop and she said no, she meant she wanted me to keep doing what I was doing. But I was on a journey, and when I asked her if she wanted me to stop and she said no, I took that to mean she wanted me to keep going. To take the next step.
She stiffened suddenly, broken out of her semi-sleep as my left hand moved up to cup her right breast, and my right hand moved down under the band of her skirt, inside her underwear and began to fondle her pussy. She was on fire. Wet, but almost burning with heat. And need. Startled she looked over her shoulder and began to say my name, but instead I leaned forward and kissed her. As she felt my tongue in her mouth she stiffened even more, I was certain she was about to pull away, and then she started to kiss me back. Passionately. Hungrily. She was trying to devour me as the sexual tension that had been building began to find expression.
Now her moans were sexual. How could they not be with her tit being roughly massaged in one hand, and her 13-year-old pussy being stimulated by the other. Her teeth bit down on my lower lip, hard. The pain was sudden, but I smiled around it and felt her smile back at me. Breaking our kiss to an audible moan from her, I began instead to kiss her neck. The moan became a soft squeal. She reached around her back to rub the bulge in my jeans, and then tried to unbutton them. The angle was impossible for her, however, and I could sense the frustration in her.
“I want you Caroline.” I breathed into her neck. “So much.”
“God, Danny! I want you too. Please…”
Kissing her forcefully, I pulled my hands away from their prizes and quickly unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. Still facing away from me, her hand shot into the newly created opening, into my boxers and closed unerringly around my rock-hard cock.
“Oh god! You’re huge!”
I’m not by the way. I think I’m probably slightly longer than average and have been told I am thicker than most, but certainly not huge. But this was the first time she had had her hands on a cock, and I was as hard as I have ever been.
My left hand fisted in her hair, pulling her head round and her lips back onto mine. And we resumed our mutual devouring. My right hand went back to her pussy, but this time I reached round under her skirt and into the top of her panties, giving me more room for manoeuvre. She cried out into my mouth as my middle finger sank fully into her. Seconds later it was joined by a second finger. She was soaking wet, and so hot. And so tight she gripped my two fingers more firmly than I had thought possible. But she was also incredibly soft and yielding.
Again, I broke our kiss and at the same time released my hold on her hair. Her head fell forward slightly, exposing her neck to me and immediately my teeth clamped around it. I bit into her, hard enough to make her cry out over her moans of pleasure. I desperately wanted to mark her, to leave MY mark on her, but enough sense remained to me to know that would only cause a lot of problems. So, I contented myself with nipping at her neck, hinting at what I wanted to do. By now my left hand was back on her right breast, but this time inside the cup of her bra. Her tiny little breast was fully in my handle, soft and pliant. I was going to have to suck these later, but for now I just pulled sharply on her nipple. At the same time, I bit down a bit harder on her neck and pushed my two fingers as hard and as deep into her as I could.
“Oh god Danny!! That’s too much! It’s too much! Please!”
Ignoring her plea, I continued to finger fuck her while pulling at her nipple and biting her neck. If anything, her pained pleading urged me on to be more forceful. After a few seconds, she was still pleading with me, but now for something completely different.”
“Oh Danny! That’s amazing! Please don’t stop! I need more!”
Someone really needs to teach teenage girls how to give hand jobs. That would be a useful part of sex education, because they all seem to have the same bad technique. Caroline’s fingers were lightly curled around my cock, as if she was afraid she would hurt me; and she was moving her hand back forth extremely rapidly, but with a very shallow oscillation. What they need to do is imagine how tight their virgin pussies would feel or, better, their asses, and grip at least twice as tight as that. Then they need to imagine how hard and deep men want to fuck them and try to match that.
Still it’s the thought that counts. Right? Not hardly. My raging hardon needed release, her hands weren’t giving it, I doubted her mouth could, it needed to be the tight little hole that was currently clamped around my two fingers. I pushed her away from me a little, and abruptly pulled my fingers from her.
“What?! No! Why?” She asked, then her mouth fell open as I smiled at her and sucked both my fingers deep into my mouth, tasting her for the first time. And for the first time she was being tasted.
I smiled again, kissed her gently on the lips then turned her around. I ran my hands up the outside of her t-shirt, gently fondling her breasts, and lifted her arms above her head. Reaching down I lifted the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head. Dropping it to the floor I immediately undid her bra, freeing her perfect little tits. Immediately cupping them in both hands, I kissed her again, passionately but more gently than before. My need was about to be met and I no longer felt it necessary to express it in other ways.
Gently pushing her forward she put both hands on the arm of the sofa, bent over fully for me now. I pushed her legs slightly apart and lifted her tennis skirt up over her back. I smiled at the sight of her white cotton panties. Absolutely perfect. But then, if you are going to be playing tennis and there is the chance of an inadvertent flash, perhaps they are the ideal choice. Not willing to take any more time, I slipped them gently down her wonderful thighs to her knees. Positioning my left knee on the sofa behind her, and adjusting my standing foot on the right I lined myself up with her glistening pussy.
A single, forceful thrust and I pushed every millimetre of myself inside her. It’s impossible to describe how tight she felt, how amazing. I knew she was a virgin, I don’t know how I knew I just knew, and even though there had been no blood from my rough fingering of her, I still had no doubts. Perhaps she had taken care of that herself.
But this was the first time she had a cock in her, and it was as far in her as it was possible to go. The fire in her pussy immediately engulfed my cock, threatening for a moment to tip me right over the edge. The tightness of her pulled my foreskin right back, but she continued to clamp down on me. So tight it should have been painful, but so soft it was just the greatest pleasure ever. How could something be so hot, so tight and so soft at the same time? Who cares? The feeling was all that mattered.
“OH MY!!! Oh my!!! Oh, fuck Danny, oh fuck!!! Oh! Oh, that’s just…that’s, OH MY FUCKING!!”
“Oh, fuck Caroline, you feel amazing! I’ve never felt anything like this! You’re perfect!
I don’t think she could hear me. She was still calling out to god, but her hand had found her clit and was starting to work on it. She was taking care of her needs, time for me to take care of mine.
Geraldine had never wanted to fuck in this position, she said it was to impersonal, thought it was even slightly degrading for the girl, but now for the first time in my life I had a girl on all fours in front of me in doggy, with my cock fully lodged in her pussy. My girlfriend’s sister’s pussy. Always with Geraldine, she had insisted on using condoms. Fair enough, neither of us wanted her to get pregnant; but now for the first time my cock was engulfed in pussy without protection, and for the first time I was going to cum inside someone’s pussy. Not just someone’s pussy. My girlfriend’s sister’s pussy. Her 13-year-old sister’s pussy.
Both hands around her waist to give me balance and control, I started to fuck her. Hard and deep, pulling back as far as I could without risking coming out of her, then thrusting forward and pulling her back by her hips until I slammed into her ass, this was all about me. Our pleasure might have been mutual, she was moaning and crying my name out as I fucked her, but my intentions and desire were entirely selfish.
If she had asked me to slow down, I would have ignored her; if she had asked to change position, I would have ignored her; if she had asked me to use protection, I would have ignored her. If she had asked me to stop, I would have ignored her. I was going to cum inside her, because that’s what I wanted. What I needed. She really didn’t matter anymore. But fortunately, she was getting exactly what she wanted. The fire in her pussy got hotter, the walls closing in even tighter on me. She was no longer using words, just screaming incoherently. The sound of our fucking was a harmony of her screams, the slapping of my pelvis against her ass and the wet squelching of her pussy trying to hold onto my cock as I pulled back. With a sudden scream her arms gave way under her and she was face down on the sofa, panting and saying my name over and over, with the occasional “Oh god” in between. She had beaten me to it, but I was not far behind her.
Shifting my balance slightly, to compensate for her slight change in position, I continued to fuck her as hard as I could. Fewer strokes, slower, but forced home as hard as I could manage, aiming more down now than before. Holding myself against the wall of her pussy for a second or so before pulling back sharply, and forcing myself in again. Her moans now sounded exhausted, but until I was finished neither was she. But I could feel it building, rapidly, and with the sudden realisation of what I was doing, and with whom, it erupted out of me. I came hard, and deep inside her. And I kept coming. As I emptied myself inside her, she stirred slightly.
“Oh, Jesus Danny! I can feel that! Oh…Wow!”
My heart was racing. I was gulping in breath like I’d just sprinted a mile. My legs suddenly seemed to lose all their strength and I thought I was about to collapse on top of her, but I wanted to stay inside her as long as possible. My cock was still twitching slightly, loosing smaller amounts of cum as she clung on to me. Nothing previously had felt this good, and I had no idea if it was the lack of condom, who she was, her age, or just some perfect match between the two of us. I just knew I would be doing this to her again tonight, and many more times in the months to come.
As my heart and breathing returned to normal, Caroline pushed herself back up onto her arms. It seemed to take some effort. She looked over at me, eyes wide and opened her mouth to say something. But she had no words. I just looked at her and shook my head, smiling slightly. I didn’t know what to say either. A small look of resignation came over her face and, to my surprise and disappointment she pulled herself off me. Her pussy seemed as reluctant as I was, as it seemed to try to cling onto my slowly softening cock.
Making a strange face, she reached down suddenly and cupped her pussy with her right hand. I guess my sudden withdrawal had been the breaking of a dam, and she didn’t want to get any on the sofa. Before I could say anything, she looked at me and kissed me, gently, tenderly. And that was enough for me to start to harden again. Taking my right hand in her left she broke the kiss and said sweetly.
“Come with me.” Holding my cum inside her with one hand, she led me by the other up the stairs to her bedroom.












