1. I Meet Kate

There's an old farm about a mile down the lane from where I live. For almost ten years nobody's lived there, and the farmhouse looks like it could fall down any day. As I was riding my bike past the old farm a couple of weeks ago I saw a girl walking toward me. The shorts she was wearing showed off her slender tan legs, and a pair of real nice outlines under her T-shirt revealed slightly rounded developing tits. I stopped to watch her come up the lane, and when she got closer I could see her face was pretty too.

I said "Hi," and we started talking. I told her my name was Mike, and I found out her name was Kate. Her family just moved in on the next farm down. She was thirteen, a year younger than me. Both of us were an "only child" -- that's kinda unusual for farm families, even nowadays.

After we chatted a while Kate said, "I guess every place has some 'points of interest' for folks to visit. What's around here?"

"Well, I think this farm right here is kinda interesting," I told her. "We can go in the house and look around, if you want to. The door's broke, but there's a window around back." We pushed away some overgrown jasmine vines and climbed into what looked like a kitchen. Boards covered the windows, but sunbeams flickered through gaps between the slats.

"It's kinda spooky in here," Kate said. "Is this place supposed to be haunted or anything?"

"No ghosts in the house, that I know of," I laughed. "But...I've heard of a legend!"

"Tell me it!" she said eagerly.

"Well, they say the family that lived here had a lot of children. The story is about what happened when they...ummm...got to puberty. It's pretty...ummm...unconventional -- does that bother you?"

"Hey, I don't mind, Mike. If it's about puberty, I suppose there's sex in it. But that's not going to offend my tender ears. I'll probably get a kick out of it."

"OK then, here's the story. The family celebrated each kid's puberty the next time there was a full moon. The kids were real eager for their time to come, but they had to show their parents some proof --girls having, like, their period...and boys, well, ejaculating. And till they were that age they couldn't...ummm...they were forbidden to...ummm..."

"You mean, they weren't allowed to fuck before the time came for this celebration?" she asked.

"Yeah," I replied. "That was their law. It was real strict."

"OK, so they have a big party for this kid who's ready and eager to fuck, but who's never done it. What goes on at the party?"

"The child who's being initiated gets to invite a partner, about their same age, who lives nearby. All the neighbors know about it, and they respect this family. To be eligible, the neighbor kids have to swear they've never...fucked. They're all itching to be invited, but until a couple of days ahead nobody knows who the lucky one'll be."

"A 'secret partner!' That sounds exciting!" Kate remarked.

"Yeah! Can you imagine it? So, at full moon the whole family plus this neighbor kid all go out to a clearing -- I can show you where it is -- and they all get naked and have a feast and dance in the moonlight."

"So it's a 'witch's orgy,' like?"

"Not exactly. No blood or anything. Just food and dancing."

"And sex."

"Well, yeah. They fuck in the moonlight, the parents and older children, and neighbor kids who were initiation partners before can come back again. The little ones can't fuck because they have to be eligible later on when their time comes -- but they can pet or lick or suck with another kid or even with someone older, or they can just watch. Of course nobody's forced into anything they don't want to do."

"Far out! But what about this one kid, the one who the party is all about? And the partner -- the neighbor kid?"

"That's the best part. Those two are kept out of action right up until midnight. They join the feasting and they see everything that goes on, but they can't do anything sexual. They can't touch anybody -- especially not each other -- nor even masturbate. By midnight they're both really hot and horny, and that's when they start their sex ritual. It's guided by the elders -- some of the parents and sometimes a few of the older children."

"What a blast!" Kate exclaimed. "No wonder the neighbor kids were so eager to be chosen! Does anybody know how this ritual went?"

"Uh...well," I stammered, "I've got to tell you. Actually it's not entirely a legend. When I was about eight, when this farm had only been vacant for a couple of years, I was exploring around the farmhouse and I found an old notebook."

"Wow! All about what went on? So, what all does it say?" Kate asked eagerly, her eyes glowing with imagination.

"It tells all about the ceremony -- that's how I found out. All the details, including the touch rituals, are in there. Diagrams, too."

"Have you still got the book? Could I look at it some time?"

"Sure. Tomorrow, if you're not busy, OK? Come back here tomorrow afternoon and I'll bring the notebook. You can see it yourself."

2. The Notebook

We met the next afternoon and spent a couple of hours carefully studying the notebook, reading the descriptions over several times and looking at diagrams of the hand motions.

"This is sooo exciting!" Kate said after a while. "I've read it so many times I can remember a lot of it! Let's see: At midnight the elders take the lucky couple up onto a little mound. You told me you know where that is?"

"Yeah, we should go over there now," I said, and I continued the story as we walked to the clearing. "So...everybody's naked and at the stroke of midnight the two kids are led to the top of the little mound while the others gather around to watch. The one who's the family member has seen it before when older brothers or sisters were initiated, but the elders are there to keep it all on track. The ritual starts with the guy petting the girl's tits. He has to do it a certain way -- the leaders show him where to move his hands and fingers, all across her chest and around her nipples. Then she rubs his cock and tickles his balls the way they tell her, and next he pets her twat."

Kate took up the story: "And the next act is oral, like, sixty-nine. They lick and suck each other like crazy, but of course according to the pattern the elders show them. Pretty soon their nipples, cock, balls, clit, and all are covered with saliva, pre-cumm, and cunt juice."

"Yeah," I went on. "So now they're both as horny as hell. The guy has the stiffest hard-on he's ever had in his life, and more sauce is dripping out of the girl's cunt than she can ever remember."

"And finally they get to fuck. Actually according to the ceremony they have to fuck three times -- missionary, then her on top, then doggy style -- resting in between, of course," Kate said.

"By this time it's one or two a.m.," I noted, "and the kids are exhausted from the food and dancing, and from sexual frustration followed by mega-release. They crawl in a tent that's been pitched for them at the edge of the clearing, while everybody else goes back to the farmhouse."

"Don't you wish you'd lived around here in those days? You might get elected to be one of the lucky neighbor kids."

"Ummm...yeah, I've thought of that," I replied. "Sometimes I have fantasies, where I'm in the scene myself."

"But you'd have to be eligible," Kate pointed out. "Having reached puberty, but sexually innocent. Are you?" she asked, turning and looking into my eyes. I blushed and nodded. "Me too," she said.

We'd been walking through the woods along an overgrown path, and now we came to the clearing.

"When's the next full moon?" Kate asked.

"Hey, you're serious!" I exclaimed. "We can check out the date, if you really mean it."

"Could you sneak out that night and meet me here in the clearing?" Kate asked. "I want us to go through it all. We'll do the 'ritual' at midnight, like in the legend."

"That would be super, Kate," I told her. "Like in my fantasy. But if we want to do it right, maybe we need to practice ahead of time. Should we do that tomorrow?"

"Yeah, let's," Kate agreed. "With all our clothes on, of course. And not too skimpy, either -- we've got to stay eligible!"

3. Rehearsal

We met at the clearing again the next day to rehearse the ceremony. Kate had checked an almanac and found out there would be a full moon the very next night. We were both wearing denim jeans and sweatshirts, hoping to keep down the "temptation factor."

Kate lay on her back on the blanket as we started rehearsing. I petted her chest through the sweatshirt, moving my hands according to the diagram in the notebook. I placed one palm over each of her breasts and gently pushed the globes inward and upward with my fingers, then I lightly pinched the stiff points of her nipples. Kate sucked in her breath when I touched her. "Ooh, Mike! Nobody ever touched my tits like that! Your fingers are like...feathers! I'd love you to keep it up all day, but it's my turn now. Lie back down so I can...ooh! Your cock's sooo hard already!"

"Yeah, Kate. What'd you expect, after all that petting?" She rubbed my cock through my jeans according to the notebook, across the tip and down one side to my balls, around them, and back up the other side of my cock. "I'm already in heaven!" I said. "Imagine how it's going to feel when we do it tomorrow night, naked!"

Then we worked on my ritual for petting her twat: stroking all the way around her pubic mound, then pressing my fingers against her clit button, running them down her slit and pretending (as best I could through the fabric of her jeans) to finger her hole.

We moved into "sixty-nine" position and kissed each other's crotch, again practicing the described sequence and pretending that our tongues and lips were contacting actual skin.

We'd been trying to keep it cool, but all our stroking and petting had us both really hot. "Look at your pants!" Kate exclaimed. "Your cock's about to bust out! And I'm creaming so much it's leaking right through my jeans."

"Maybe we should quit rehearsing for a while," I agreed. "And anyway, if we don't get it exactly right, who'll know?"

"We haven't rehearsed the final act. We still have to practice our fuck," Kate said. "But OK -- let's rest a while and then work on the fuck ritual."

For the next couple of hours, Kate and I tried to get better acquainted in a general way. We mostly ignored the old farmhouse legend and discussed our families, places where we had lived or visited, or the kinds of books and music we liked. Then we decided it was time to continue rehearsing.

"Missionary practice!" Kate declared as we began going through the motions of fucking. She lay on her back, still fully clothed, with her knees spread apart and her legs raised almost to her chest. I moved my hips between her thighs and pressed my hard cock against her pubic mound, and then began a thrusting motion, simulating the action that we were both eagerly anticipating.

Kate sat up and reached for the notebook. "What does it say about the girl's cherry?"

"Not much," I replied. "I've read that part over several times."

"I guess every girl's hymen is different," Kate observed, "so there's not much general advice to give. And anyway, by the time we start our actual fuck my pussy will be all puffy and slurpy and your cock will be good and hard. Are you circumcised?"

"No. Why, does it matter?"

"I've read that a guy's foreskin can help. Besides all the lubrication, it makes for a bit more sliding action and less friction. That might make it hurt a little less the first time."

"I hope so. Anything that would reduce your pain sounds good to me."

"But what about birth control?" Kate frowned. "Is there anywhere you can get a condom, like steal one from your dad?"

"It's OK. My cousin Andy gave me a pack. He's a freshman in college, and he visited us for a week, just last month. He tells me all about girls and sex and stuff like that."

"OK then," Kate said. "When the time comes I want to feel your naked cock going into my naked cunt and breaking my naked cherry. But after that's done you have to put on a condom so your naughty little sperms can't swim around in there and get me pregnant."

"It's a deal," I agreed.

"So, now that we've practiced losing our virginity, it's time for 'her on top.' I think that's hard to practice with clothes on."

"And 'doggy' too," I pointed out. "We'll just spend a minute or two rehearsing those moves. First you straddle my legs and bounce up and down a few times. Then poke your ass in the air and I'll press my crotch against you from behind."

"Do we get to practice sleeping in the tent too?" Kate grinned. "That part sounds like it might be fun!"

"Yeah, but tomorrow night, the full moon night when we do our real ceremony, our parents have to think we're asleep in our own beds. We have to sneak out a little before midnight, and get back home long before anybody wakes up."

"Sure, I know. But we'll figure out a sleepover some time later, when we can fuck till dawn without our parents catching on."

4. Moonlight In The Clearing

I was waiting at about eleven the next night, when Kate came. We walked together to the top of the little mound in the middle of the clearing. "You've got a picnic basket!" I observed.

"It's for our feast," she explained. "And I brought this blanket for us to lie on while we're naked. Are you ready? Remember, no touching till midnight! But we can look all we want, so let's watch each other strip. First pull your T-shirt off and I'll take off my top."

I pulled my T-shirt up and over my head. After she removed her sweatshirt, I watched her reach back and unfasten the clasp of her bra, letting the front slide down a little. One bra strap fell over her shoulder and she held it there for a moment, then stripped the bra entirely off. "God!" I exclaimed as I watched her tits slip out of the halter that had held them. I felt dizzy as they came into view -- two gently rounded mounds glowing in the moonlight, topped by her cute nipples, now fully erect. I began to feel frustrated by the "no touch" rule -- oh, how I'd have loved to caress those soft tits! And I wasn't even allowed to sooth my aching prick with a quick rub! "God! You're so beautiful! I wish it was already midnight!"

"It will be, soon enough! Anyway, thanks for the compliment. And now I want to see what's in your pants," Kate said. "Take them off, and I'll get naked too."

I unbuckled my belt and unzipped my jeans, and my hard cock popped into view. Kate started to reach for it, then frowned. "I wish...like you said. You know, I never saw a real live cock up close before, in my whole life. I never even had a baby brother. I've seen pictures, but...Mike, all I can say is what you said. It's so beautiful! And it's going to feel sooo good in me when the time comes!"

She stripped off her jeans and there we were, standing together naked, admiring the most exotic sight either of us had ever seen. Her tits glowed in the moonlight, a wonderful golden color. Her clit peeped out from the groove at the top of her slit. Her cunt was hidden under the soft folds of her outer pussy lips, but I knew I'd soon be exploring it close up.

We sat on the blanket and ate our little feast that Katie had fixed ham and Swiss sandwiches, hot chocolate in a thermos, and sugar cookies she'd baked. Meanwhile we were feasting our eyes on each other's attractive young naked bodies, glowing in the moonlight that shone on the meadow.

5. Moment of Truth

Just before midnight Katie said, "Before we start the ritual I want us to just lie together, and cuddle, and kiss just easy, and be warm, and let our skin all touch together." Lying close to her I thought how wonderful it was to be in this clearing in the moonlit meadow, with a girl who really wanted to be here with me, both of us naked, skin on skin. This was how life was supposed to be. So exciting! Better than any fantasy! And the action hadn't even really started yet.

Then it was time. Kate lay back on the blanket and I sat up facing her. I placed one hand on each of her breasts, like we had rehearsed. But of course it wasn't the same at all! My fingertips brushed the silky skin of her mounds as I stroked and gently kneaded them. And I felt the little goose bumps on her areolas as I flexed her nipples.

I lay back on the blanket to let Kate work on my cock. She kept exclaiming with delight as she examined it closely from various angles. "Ooh! The tip has such a cute shape -- like a little boat," she gasped. She lifted the sac of my balls and moved the skin around.

I petted Kate's pussy, stroking all around it and running my fingers through the light fur, then fondling the inside of her slit, rubbing my finger gently around the rim of her hole. I gently pulled back her outer lips to expose her clitoris. I captured a drop of my pre-cumm on my forefinger and moved it to the tip of her clit. Kate sighed as I rubbed my juice over and around her button, and her thigh muscles quivered.

"Suck it, Mike!" she gasped. "Suck my clit!" I lowered my head between her legs and saw Kate's delicious pussy right in front of my face; downy hair around the opening; drops of dew on her swollen lips. I'd never smelled perfume as sweet as her cunt. As I jammed my mouth onto her clit and sucked it between my lips, she shuddered and wrapped her legs around my shoulders and neck. "Ohhh, Mike, yesss! It's sooo great!" she puffed, shoving her clit greedily against my sucking lips.

While I kept tonguing Kate's clit, she took my pulsing cock in her hand and moved her mouth onto it. I watched her light brown hair shining in the moonlight as she bobbed her head up and down on my cock. My God! She was sucking the whole thing into her mouth!

As I began to moan, Kate jerked her head faster and my body twitched and went rigid. Shock waves traveled up and down my body as my cock began to spasm. Soon we were both bucking and groaning as we reached our first orgasm together.

"Oh, God!" Kate murmured as we relaxed on the blanket and snuggled into each other's arms. "I love your fingers and your mouth and your hard cock! It's already been sooo great! And now we get to fuck!"

"Sure, in a few minutes," I replied. "But you know how it is with guys. Girls can keep going, but it takes us a while to get hard again."

"That's OK. I love your soft cock too. It was never like that before -- I've always seen it hard. I want to touch it now. It looks kinda like a little fat worm."

"So, why do I always have an erection when you're around? I like your pretty face and your cute tits, but that's not all. I think it's because you're always so nice to me!"

"Oh, Mike!" Kate replied. "I never liked hanging around with boys much. All the ones I knew acted so...dorky and immature! No guy was ever...friendly to me, before...the way you are." We snuggled on the blanket again, warmly embracing each other's naked bodies. She moved her face close to mine. Our lips touched, then sealed together. I poked my tongue between her lips and her teeth, into her mouth as far as I could, and she responded hotly, pushing her tongue back against mine and all the way inside my mouth. The world stopped going around -- nothing and nobody existed except Kate and me. Her naked body against my naked body. Her soul in love with my soul.

I fondled her breasts again and sucked her nipples deep into my mouth. She reached for my cock and exclaimed, "It's not little any more!" as she moved her mouth over it and again circled the knob with her lips and her tongue. My mouth moved to her pussy, sucking her clit and tonguing her cunt mouth. "Fuck me now, Mike!" Kate gasped. "Do it! Bust my cherry! Do it now! My cunt is sooo hungry for your cock!" She spread her thighs apart and lifted her legs.

That was more than enough encouragement for me. Raising myself over her, I moved my cock head to the center of her slit, pushing the head against her tight opening. I hesitated, wondering what to do next. Impatiently, Kate panted and rammed herself upward onto my cock. Hard as it was, it bent and pushed to one side. Still panting, Kate bucked and humped upward again. Her slick juices smeared my cock head and it slid around the entrance trying to get in. As she bucked upward a third time, I moved my hips forward in a strong thrust, and my cock finally slid into her virgin twat.

Little by little, her pussy lips circled my pole and I pressed forward. As my rock hard dick pushed its way between her hot slippery folds, Kate gasped, "Push now! Hard!" and I rammed with everything I had, plunging deep into her cunt. She yelled and bucked and ground her pussy against me. She wrapped her legs around my back and bucked wildly, yelling and laughing. "We did it!" she shouted. "Your cock busted my cherry and now it's all the way in! I can feel it way deep inside me and it's good...so good...sooo fucking good!"

Her legs gripped my waist tightly and pulled my hips against her mound and she said softly, "But you have to stop moving, Mike. Remember, there's something we need to take care of, right now!"

"Oooh, Kate! Your cunt's so tight around my cock! I want it naked in you for another minute -- it's sooo fucking good! I'll hold still, I promise!" We pressed our bodies tightly together, all the way from top to bottom. We kissed hotly. I lifted my chest slightly and moved it across her tits, scrubbing her nipples against my skin. Our hips pressed close as if we were welded together. Kate's knees and thighs rubbed against my back, then she lowered them and tickled my feet with her toes.

Finally we rolled apart. Reluctantly, I pulled a condom out of the pack that my cousin had given me. "Let me do this," Kate said as she rolled the sheath onto my cock. Then she lay back again and spread her legs wide open, lifting her knees almost to her chest. I thrust my cock into Kate's clenching pussy, and after only a few strokes we both felt my cumm exploding into the condom inside her juicy hole.

"Now it's my turn to be on top," Kate said after we had rested again. I agreed enthusiastically, so Kate sat on my thighs facing me and moved over me. My cock was now snug against her slit and slightly inside it. Kate raised her hips and wrapped her soft wet cunt lips around the head of my rock hard cock.

I was in heaven! "Fuck me now," I said in a whisper. Kate kept her eyes on mine as she impaled herself on my stiff rod. Slowly she moved up and down over me and my hands lifted and fondled her tits as they swelled close to my chest, while her twat slid up and down my cock. She kept up the fucking movements and I joined her, thrusting upward into her as she moved down. Then I reached my hand between Kate's legs as she rode my cock, tickling her clit and bringing her close to climax.

My orgasm began to build slowly, but when Kate looked at me and smiled I was sure I was going to lose it. Feeling my cock pulsing inside her, Kate closed her eyes and wrinkled her brow as she thrust down hard on my cock till my load of jism flowed up and filled the condom inside her.

My cock quickly softened, but Kate was still on the verge of cumming. "I didn't cumm!" Kate whined with disappointment as she leaned forward and my cock slipped out of her. Her cunt, slightly suspended above my lower pelvis, was still dripping fluid.

I was more than willing to help Kate with her problem. As she lay back on the blanket I spread her legs apart and gently lapped her puffy slit, with my mouth and tongue sucking and licking her clit, then fucked my tongue deep into her creamy cunt. I licked back upward across the smooth skin around her pee hole. Placing one finger on each side of her clit hood, I pulled it back and flicked the sensitive button, flooding it with a mixture of my saliva and her pussy cream. Her hips bucked against my tongue as I brought her to orgasm. Then we rested for a while with our faces buried between each other's legs.

Kate raised her hips and I moved behind her. She moaned with pleasure as I fingered her pussy and rubbed her clit, then thrust my fingers in and out of her cunt. She gasped, then groaned when she felt my fingers disappear from between her legs. But then something thicker and warmer pressed against her twat, and she looked back and smiled at me. "Oh, Mike! It's your cock! And I'm ready right now for the finale!"

As I knelt behind her, Kate dropped her shoulders and tilted up her hips so I was looking right down at her ass hole. I held her hips between my hands and let my cock drop below her ass cheeks, then pressed it up against her pussy.

Kate gasped as my cock slipped slowly past her slick pussy lips and entered her cunt. I slowly pumped in and out of her, bringing her to new levels of pleasure. Little by little, my hard hot cock filled her channel. "Yeah, Mike!" Kate whispered. "It's great! It's what I want! Keep doing it...keep on fucking me -- don't stop!" I thrust deeper and deeper into her from behind. She let out a long, low moan of pleasure when I finally sank my cock far in, pressing my pelvis against her firm ass cheeks.

"God!" Kate gasped. "Your cock keeps throbbing and heaving and I can feel its head all the way deep inside of me! It feels soo beautiful and I want it never to end." But the feeling got even better when I began slowly thrusting the entire length of my cock in and out of her. I began fucking in earnest, pumping my stiff shaft into her slick cavern with long rapid strokes. "I'm going to cumm!" Kate cried.

I kept thrusting into her depths, groaning, "What a cunt! So soft and tight and hot and slick! Jeez, what a cunt, Kate!"

She rocked gently back and forth on her knees and elbows...backward each time I thrust my cock forward into her cunt and then forward as I drew back till only the tip of my cock remained inside of her. Soon I jammed my cock into her as deeply as I could and held it there as it started to spurt. She gasped as the gobs of hot semen shot into the condom inside her. She squeezed her cunt muscles tighter, making me shudder with delight. One last time I pulled it all out except the head and then thrust it deep into her cunt, unleashing a final torrent of jism. Kate's body shuddered with her orgasm and then relaxed.

My jetting ended and I gave a final thrust, moaning as I collapsed on top of Kate's naked back with my head resting on her shoulders and my cock still buried deeply in her cunt. My hands reached around and under to her breast, lifting the mounds of her tits and fingering her nipples. Then my soft cock slipped out and we lay side by side on the blanket. I kissed Kate's tits and sucked her nipples, and then I lay my head on her chest. She wrapped her fingers around my cock and I pressed my hand against her slit, and we almost went to sleep.

6. "Mike, You Idiot!"

Suddenly Kate sat up and looked into my eyes. "Mike, you idiot!" she grinned.

I wasn't too wide awake. "Uhhh...what are you talking about?"

"That so-called legend! Tell me the truth, moron, where'd you really get it?"

"You don't like the story?" I asked her.

"Oh I like it, really I do! It's a great story! And we both had the time of our lives acting it out! But that's not my point. I want to know where you got it."

"I told you. I found the notebook at the old farmhouse about six years ago."

"That's a flat-out lie, and I knew it as soon as I saw your notebook. It's not written in anybody's handwriting. It's a script computer font -- Bodoni Chancery, actually. I use it all the time when I write to my grandma. So I know where the notebook came from -- you made it yourself, you blockhead, on a computer. You must have had a lot of fun smudging the paper to make it look ancient. But I still want to know where you got the story."

"OK, I'll confess, I faked it," I grinned. "And you're so smart, you can probably figure out where it came from. You already have a clue."

"Ummm...something I know about you? Maybe you heard it from...ummm...I know! The one who gave you the condoms! Your wise-guy college cousin Andy!"

"I knew you'd get it. Last summer Andy was here for six weeks, helping on our farm, and in the evenings he came up to my room and we talked about a lot of things. He told me about astronomy and about the Greek gods -- they spent half their time fighting and the other half fucking mortals or each other -- and he had some hot pictures. One day when we were out walking we found this clearing. He started making up a story about what might go on at a place like this and what the mound might be used for, and I filled in some details. After he left, I wrote it all up like a manual, on my computer like you said, and I messed up the pages so it would look old. Are you mad?"

"Hell no! I knew it had to be something clever that you'd dreamed up. I wondered how you could invent all those details yourself if you didn't have any sex experience. But now I see where it came from. Who else knows about the notebook, besides you and me?"

"Nobody. Not even Andy," I said earnestly.

"So you keep it under your mattress or in the back of some desk drawer where your mom won't find it, and when you're supposed to be asleep you get it out and read it with a flashlight under the covers while you jack off. You've been amusing yourself that way for a whole year, fantasizing that you were in the story."

"And dreaming I had a girl with me," I put in. "And then you came walking up the lane, and..."

"And I walked right into your dream!"

"That's why it's such fun being with you, Kate. It's like you know all about me. Like you can read my mind. When I saw you coming up the lane the other day, I liked looking at your face and your legs and your tits, and right away I knew I wanted to...but I didn't dare start anything. Then you asked me about ghosts and I thought about my notebook. I decided it would be fun to tell you the story."

"And I fell right into your booby trap. I liked the story because it was naughty and daring. I saw your cock getting hard when you talked about it. And the more you told me, like the part about the neighbor kid who gets to be a sex partner, the more I thought how much fun that would have been, and it turned me on too."

"But I never asked you to act it out with me."

"Of course not. You knew that would be a fatal mistake, so you were smart enough not to suggest it. I saw that fake notebook and wised up real fast -- I saw right through you. When you offered to show me the clearing, I knew you were angling for a fuck. And all the way over here I was thinking about it and kinda tingling all over. My pussy got so wet I thought it might show through my jeans. I was all hot for you, and you were all hot for me -- how lucky could we get? But I knew something else: You weren't going to ask me. I wanted...I needed your cock inside me, and it was up to me to get it there. I had to bring the idea out in the open -- so I asked you about pretending to do like in the legend."

"You never let on that you knew the notebook was fake. And I fell into your booby trap," I said. "You asked me, 'When's the next full moon?' and right then I was hooked."

Kate leaned toward me again and we kissed warmly, then I petted her tits and her pussy while she rubbed her hand slowly up and down my hard cock. "What do you want to do now?" I asked her.

"What do I want? What I want is to fuck and fuck and fuck, to feel your cock in my cunt all the rest of tonight, and every night from now on. But turning off the fantasy channel, what we really have to do now is get dressed and go home, and not get in trouble, so we can have more fun later. I want us to come back to this clearing lots of times -- like, at midnight when the moon's full."

"Yeah!" I agreed. "And eat and dance and fuck all night long!"