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Authors name: Kristen (kristen078@hotmail.com)
Story title : Tommy's First Time
Last Edited 03/18/00 by Ian
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Tommy's First Time (mF, inc, first)
by Kristen Kathleen Becker
This story is from the first season, because I liked Tommy
better when he had long hair. So yes I know that things
have changed since then, but just pretend will you?
**
Tommy just knew that tonight was going to be THE night.
August had called him around six that evening and
apologized about the other day, saying she thought they
should never fight again, and that she wanted to make
it up to him.
Tommy's 15-year-old body suffered from hormone over-
load; he knew that was why he and August argued so
much. He wanted to fuck her, and she just wouldn't let
him. It was that simple.
He'd tried making her jealous. He'd even tried
intimidation. Nothing could budge her. Tommy didn't
know if he could stand it much longer.
Pedaling up to August's front door, he could feel
his boner chafing against the bike seat. If only he'd
jacked off before leaving his house. If August let him
go all the way tonight, he'd last about a second in
his present state.
Well, he'd cross that bridge when he came to it. He
could always get off in her bathroom first if he looked
like getting to third. DING-DONG...
Tommy's palms were sweating by the time August opened
her front door. "Hi, Tommy," she said.
"Hi August. I'm really sorry too about yesterday, and
I want to show you how much I love you." His heart
pounded and his breathing quickened...
"How about we go to the movies, then grab a bite to
eat?"
"I'd love to, but my brother's coming home tonight from
college. Dad said I have to stick around the house and
make it a family night."
Tommy let a note of exasperation creep into his voice.
"Then why did you call me over?"
August smiled. "I wanted to tell you that I love you,
and that I hope we can start being more understanding
with each other." She brushed her almost-white blonde
hair back over her shoulder.
Tommy loved her hair, and her smile. For some reason
that smile always seemed to promise something sexual,
though he was still waiting.
He said: "August, I need you so much I can't stand it.
I was hoping you'd do it with me tonight."
August smiled understandingly. "Baby, you know I want
to! I'd already made up my mind to fiddle with your
thingy tonight when I got the news. Tell you what, why
don't you come up to my room for a while? Dad won't be
home for a good hour. We can do a lot in an hour."
Tommy didn't need asking twice, and he bounded up the
stairs, holding on to August's delicate wrist and
pulling her behind him. They rushed into August's
bedroom and Tommy closed the door behind them. He
turned round and clamped his mouth onto hers, then
started pushing his pelvis rhythmically against hers
in the primal dance his body instinctively knew.
"Tommy! Hold on a minute!" August pushed him away,
giggling. "Boy! You sure are horny! I only said I'd
touch your weenie tonight, and maybe play with it a
little. I've certainly no intention of going any
further."
Tommy wasn't listening. He just wanted August to
'touch' him, and soon... He sat down on the bed while
his pretty blonde girlfriend stood over him, gazing
at the bulge he'd just grown in his pants.
"Wow! It looks like you need some relief there, now
don't you?" She leant over Tommy, bending at the waist,
and began unfastening his fly. Pop! One button. Pop!
Another button. As successive fly buttons were released,
his erection came gradually into August's horrified
view. "TOMMY! You're not wearing underwear!"
He mumbled something under his breath about the better
to taste him, something - something. August couldn't
quite hear what he said, and in any case most of her
attention was taken up by her first up-close sight of
a boy's hard-on.
Mmmm, it looked good so far. As the last button popped
open, she noticed that Tommy's penis was kind of
knurled, and had a purple mushroom-shaped head that
seemed to expand, then become smaller, then bigger
again, somehow pulsing with his heart-beat. She
inserted her hand into Tommy's fly and lightly held,
then rubbed, his cock-shaft, stroking the smooth skin
and the pulsing vein that stood out to one side.
She was surprised to find fluid oozing from the end of
the swollen cock. She smoothed it over the cock-head,
and Tommy began to squirm and moan, both from the
massage and from the knowledge that it was his girl-
friend's hand that was applying it to his rampant
hard-on.
August was surprised at how turned-on she, herself,
was feeling. She knew she was drenched - she could
smell the pussy juice - and that her panties must be
very wet.
She knelt between Tommy's legs and began massaging his
prong, holding it up close to her face. She put the tip
of her tongue on the end of his knob and flicked it
over the crystal-clear drop of pre-cum standing out
from the end of his ejaculation passage.
Tommy felt that any second his pretty girlfriend was
going to put her mouth over his raging hard-on. He knew
that, If she did, about a second later he'd be pumping
his load between her lips.
"HONEY, I'M HOME!?"
August nearly jumped through the roof. "Omygod! It's
Daddy!!"
By now Tommy had reached a point at which he didn't
really care about interruptions, but August was rushing
around frantically, making him pull his pants up and
otherwise make himself presentable. Tommy soon lost his
erection, and his deflated penis dribbled several
teaspoons of pre-cum down one leg inside his jeans,
adding to his misery.
August's father strode into the bedroom. "Hi honey!
Your brother should be here any minute! Oh, hi Tommy,
how are you?", he asked cheerily.
Tommy thought it must be pretty obvious what they'd
been doing, and wondered why August's father didn't
get mad, and was not even aware of how nervous the
young couple were.
However, he didn't, and Tommy soon exited the house,
feeling acutely frustrated. With a kiss on his cheek
from August, and slimy wetness on his leg, he began
the ride home...
*
"Hot-Damn...! Sally, you're insatiable!", Harry
wheezed... She'd just finished fucking him for the
fourth time in succession.
Ever since she'd found out how good having sex felt,
she'd been fucking both Dick and Harry every day, each
at least twice, morning and evening. Tonight, with Dick
at Dr. Albright's and Tommy with his little girlfriend,
Sally had hoped to get a bellyfull from Harry.
She just couldn't get enough, though; obviously Harry
wasn't up to it. Reluctantly she went into the bathroom
to take a shower.
*
Tommy trudged up the stairs to the family's apartment
in a black mood. He was so depressed that all he wanted
to do was take a cold shower and go to bed - and, of
course, beat his meat.
Entering the livingroom, he saw Harry slumped on the
couch in his robe, snoring fit to burst. 'What a dweeb,'
Tommy thought. 'He can't even sleep in his bed; just
falls asleep on the couch night after night. Oh well..
who cares!'
Collecting his towel and a clean set of underwear, he
went into the bathroom for his shower. "Oops! Sorry,
Sally. I didn't know you were in here." He turned to
go.
"Hey, shrimp, what's the problem? Why the depressed
looking face?" She was drying her hair, and a large
bath towel was wrapped around her lithe body.
"Nothing you can do anything about," Tommy mumbled.
He did, however, take a sidelong glance at Sally's
long shapely legs... he always did when he could. He
was walking back to his room, leaving her to finish
with the bathroom, when he felt a hand clutch his
underpants, holding him back.
"What!?", he complained. Sally obviously hadn't
finished with him.
"Did you and August do it tonight?"
Tommy was irritated by the question. "What are you
talking about?"
"One of the things I've learned from the High Commander
lately is the smell of sex, and I smell it on you!"
Sally stared at him, a speculative look in her beauti-
ful eyes. She repeated: "I can smell sex, and I smell
it on you."
"Hate to burst your bubble, but the closest I got to
sex was getting worked up. August's dad walked in on
us early and stopped things cold." He felt more
depressed than ever, thinking how close he'd been to
getting his first blow-job.
Sally surveyed Tommy with new interest. Perhaps she
should have considered him earlier. Earthlings,
especially young ones, were said to have good stamina.
Maybe his body would prove to have the staying power
she needed.
"Hey Tommy, don't be depressed. Why don't you use my
body for relief?!"
Tommy was speechless. He was unaware of Dick's and
Harry's sexual encounters with Sally, and had never
seriously considered that she might be prepared to
have sex with him. After all, she was the weapons
officer of the unit, and usually insisted on being in
control of things.
He looked at her with new eyes, and she dropped her
towel to allow him to examine her sumptuous body.
Sally was 5'11" tall, about a foot taller than Tommy,
but that didn't matter a jot to him. He was totally
absorbed by the thought that he might be allowed to
screw this beauty.
"Sally, would you really let me fuck you?", he asked
hesitantly, circling her nude body, openmouthed.
"Hell, yeah! Don't know why I didn't think of it
before! Ever since Dick first fucked me, I haven't
been able to get as much as I need. Maybe your
15-year-old body will contain enough of a sex drive
to satisfy me. What d'ya say?"
Tommy dropped to his knees in front of her and pushed
his face between her legs, sucking on her pussy lips
and licking her clit. He couldn't believe that Sally
was letting him do this to her... In fact, he could
hardly believe she'd let Dick do this to her either.
He'd long wanted to eat and fuck a girl, and had
fantasized about doing it with Sally from the very
beginning of their assignment.
Now here he was, actually about to do it with this
marvellous specimen of womanhood... It was almost too
much for him to take in. He was in a high state of
excitement, and couldn't wait much longer.
Sally noticed this, and slowly sank down onto her back
on the bathroom rug, parting her knees invitingly.
Tommy knelt down between her legs, carefully positioned
his stiff prick against her portal of pleasure, and
began to plunge in and out it. 'Gotta fuck her before
she changes her mind,' he thought. 'Fuck her while
she'll let me!'
He still couldn't believe she was going to let him do
whatever he wanted. As he pistoned into Sally's yield-
ing pussy, and she began to feel her orgasm coming on,
she mused: 'Dick was right. First times ARE the best!'
After only 30 seconds or so, Tommy cried out, and his
body went rigid as he pumped his vital juices deep into
Sally's womb. Her cunt began a series of convulsions as
hot come started filling up her insides. They reached
the top together, and came down slowly, breathing
heavily, their hearts pounding and their sweat mingling.
Tommy lay on top of Sally, apparently quite spent, in a
dream world of repletion and contentment. After a few
minutes she began slowly rotating her hips under him,
and his cock gradually revived, soon attaining its
earlier erection. Sally intended to get hers tonight...
as often as Tommy could manage it. And Tommy had no
other plans...
*
Acknowledgments: All my thanks... to Stephen for his encour-
agement and proofing and to Ian for doing such a good job
editing my little story.
(c) 1997 -- Last ed. 03/18/00 - Kristen Kathleen Becker
Author contact address: Kristen078@Hotmail.com
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