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Subject: {ASSM} Story: How a teenage girl ... Mf
Date: Thu, 30 Mar 2000 20:10:13 -0500
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HOW A TEENAGE GIRL BECAME MY LOVER

When I had one year to go to complete my technical certificate I
decided that I needed the practical experience and looked for and
found a job in the big town.

Mom and Dad made telephone calls to friends in the big town and they
recommended that I stay with the John and Mary. I was immediately made
to feel at home and was treated like one of the family, including two
daughters, Marcia and Paula. Marcia was a grade 12 schoolgirl of 17
years and really nice and sexy and Paula was much younger, a little
wisp of girl.

I worked long hours and attended classes and arrived home late in the
evening. My dinner would be ready, and the two girls would be doing
some school project. After a shower I would retire to my room and try
and catch up on some studies.

One day after work and on my way to the lectures, I noticed that a
huge thunderstorm had developed and by the time I got home distant
rumbling could be heard. We spent the evening as usual and when I got
tired of mathematical formulas, I went to bed and almost immediately
fell asleep.

A tremendous thunderclap woke me up. One brilliant lightning bolt
after the other struck somewhere near the house and the noise was awe
inspiring. I am not afraid of such weather but was nevertheless
impressed by the ferocity of the storm.

The next minute my bedroom door was opened and little Paula jumped
into my bed and clung to me. She whispered that she was afraid of the
storm and when I asked whether she should not go to her parents' room
she said that they were not allowed into their bedroom. Every time
there was a thunderclap she grabbed me and held on for all she was
worth. Then Marcia came into my room and also jumped into my bed. She
said that when Paula left saying that she was going to my room, she
thought that Paula was just easily scared but now she was also scared
of the storm. The two girls clung to me.

I did not mind little Paula in my bed, but Marcia was a different
matter. Although still at school, she was a fully developed woman and
she was only dressed in a thin nightie and I had only boxer shorts on.
As she held on to me I could feel the warmth of her skin through her
nightie and the firm young female body. I was lying on my back with a
girl in each arm with their arms and legs all over me. The storm
gradually moved away and the girls began to relax. In fact, Paula fell
asleep in my arm. Marcia was still lying in my right arm, her face
next to mine, an arm around me and a leg over my body.

Marcia moved her leg and pushed her knee between my knees. I felt her
breasts gently brushing my chest and her pleasure place pressed hard
against my leg. Her mouth was right next to my ear and I could hear
that she was breathing deeply and quickly. Her hand was on my tummy
and she was sliding it down slowly and when she reached the top of my
boxer shorts, her fingers folowed the top edge. I could feel my thing
getting excited. Then Marcia did something very exciting - she started
almost imperceptibly moving her hips to rub her place against my
thigh. She lifted her leg slightly and pulled up her nightie and when
she again clasped my thigh with her leg, I felt the soft hair on the
bare skin of my thigh. My cock became hard and stiff like an iron rod.
Marcia put a hand on my shorts and her fingers closed around the my
shaft.

Paula stirred and I said that they had better get back to bed,
especially as I heard some voices from the kithcen. Marcia whispered
that she would come back.

Mary had made hot chocolate for everybody and brought me a mug and
took more to the girls' room. After about fifteen minutes the lights
were all off again and all was quiet. The thunder could be faintly
heard in the far distance.

Having been aroused so unexpectedly by Marcia I still had a hardon
which I carefully concealed when Mary brought me my hot chocolate. I
was just reaching down to stroke it when my door was opened and
closed. I could make out the figure of a Marcia in her nightie. She
came up to my bed, slipped off her nightie and stood there in all her
sexy glory, visible in the light coming from a security light on the
deck and filtering through the net curtains. Her dark triangle was
clearly visible, her perky breasts stood up and the dark circles
around the nipples  could be seen. I sat up to protest but Marcia put
her fingers on my lips and lifted the sheets and slid into my bed.

Her warm naked body close to mine really turned me on and I was just
not going to let her go. She pulled my boxer shorts down and slid on
top of me and opened her legs. She put her arms around my shoulders
and kissed me. Hot deep passionate kisses. Her breath was hot and
sweet on my face and her tongue caressed mine. My shaft was stiff.
Very stiff against my tummy. She pressed her pussy against it and made
small and slow thrusting movements. Oh, she said, how I love it when a
hard cock rubs my clit. Her breathing was heavy and fast. I still
hesitated and Marcia then said that I must not worry as she had been
on the pill for some months. 

We made wild and passionate love that night. And every Friday night
thereafter. Most Saturday nights too after she came home from her
date. I got to know every inch of that sexy body and just knew how to
excite her with fingers and tongue and cock.
And even before she slipped into my bed as I was waiting for her, my
cock was stiff and made the sheets stand up like a tent.

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