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WARNINGS: This story contains material of a sexual
nature. The story depicts consensual sexual activity
between men and women, or women and women. I don't do
men on men. No experience and no interest. No dogs,
donkeys or vegetables were harmed in the production of
this story. Some of the participants in the story may
be under the age of 18. If you live in a backward
society, like the United States or Afghanistan, in
which it is illegal for you to know about sex or read
sexual materials immediately delete this from your
computer and scourge yourself with a whip for having
any sexual thoughts. If you are under the age of 18
please continue to pretend you don't know about sex
and get each other pregnant in increasing numbers so
that we have young single mothers raising children.
Don't learn about safe sex or contraception as these
are tools of the devil. Please do not masturbate while
reading this story in public places as this can excite
the authorities into rash conduct and result in grave
consequences for you.

                      Tammy

(Mff ff 1st con) 
Chapter 1

I was walking around the little store stretching my
legs when I saw her. She looked tired and dirty. She
didn't really belong in this dirty, desert store. I'm
not good at guessing ages but she was somewhere
between fourteen and twenty-two. She had a cute face,
brunette hair, nice legs displayed by her shorts, very
thin hips, almost no waist and small breasts pushing
out her tight yellow shirt. She was listlessly walking
around the store looking at the food. There was
something about her that peaked my curiosity. What is
she doing here?

I had stopped at this combination gas station, store
and lunch counter just across the Arizona border east
of Blythe. It was lunchtime and I knew there wasn't
much along these roads so I had stopped at his not
very promising lunch stand. I was driving a van I had
converted for this trip. The back had been modified
into a simple, with an emphasis on little, apartment
on wheels. Storage areas for clothes, CD racks for my
music, a little cabinet for emergency provisions like
wine and snacks and a pull down mattress that was
actually pretty comfortable. I wasn't planning to
sleep in the van all that often but I could do it if I
was away from towns and needed too. Towns are
sometimes few and far between in the Southwest. 

I had planned this trip to see the Southwest. Arizona,
New Mexico, Colorado, Utah and Nevada were all on the
itinerary. Setting out from California in the spring
to avoid the heat of summer I was making my first
stop. What was the girl doing here? I looked around
the store. No one else was in the store. She wasn't
here with family. I looked outside. My car was the
only one here. She obviously didn't live around here.
The only thing within miles was cactus and sand. Our
meandering paths crossed at the candy. She looked up
at me with that same listless look but it turned to a
little smile. 

I took a chance. "You want to have some lunch?"

She stopped. I could see a lot of thoughts going
across her face.

"On me," I continued.

She looked over at the restaurant. It was open and
public and safe so hunger overcame apprehension.
"Kay."

I led the way over to the cafe. We sat in a little
booth and the waitress brought menus. The waitress
gave me one of those stares. She probably had noticed
that we hadn't come in together. Fine, I thought. She
sure hadn't offered the girl lunch. Screw her. We
ordered a couple of burgers with fries and cokes.

"I'm Mike."

"Tammy." I held out my hand and we shook. For some
reason she thought this was funny and started
giggling. The weariness left her face. That quick
shake broke the ice. I don't know why but the dam had
been breached. She started talking. She had hitched
from somewhere in LA. This is as far as she got. She
was riding with a trucker who picked her up in
Riverside. A few hours out of LA he had let her know
there was a price attached to the free ride. He had
pointed to the bed in the back of his cabin. So at the
first stop when the trucker had needed to take a pee,
she had run into the ladies room and hidden until he
left. An hour later she was still wandering around the
store when I said Hi. I had a million questions but
some things are not a stranger's business.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"Going east."

"Me too," she said. "How far?"

I smiled. "Until I get far enough."

"Far enough?" 

"Yeah," I said. "Far enough."

"Are you going somewhere or going away from
somewhere?"

I was startled. That was a perceptive question. I
looked into her eyes. There was genuine concern and
intelligence in those eyes. I started to give a flip
answer but stopped myself. "A little of both. But
mostly going away I guess. Why did you ask that?"

"I'm doing the same I guess. I thought maybe you were
like me." She rested her head on her upraised hand.
Some of the tiredness was back.

"You want to ride with me?" She looked apprehensive.
"Or you can wait for another truck driver."

She got my point. I could see she was thinking that
she didn't have a lot of good choices. I guess she
didn't think I was a great choice either. "You're not
a truck driver?"

I smiled. "Nope. I'm not a truck driver. But the
accommodations are cozy. I don't want to lie about
that. You'll know whether I snore."

She hesitated and then said, "Well, I guess that's
better than staying here. I'll ride along. What are
you going to do?"

"My plan was to see the sights in the Southwest. I
want to see some of the cliff dwellings. Some of the
national parks. Maybe see the caverns in New Mexico. I
want to see Monument Valley."

"What's that?" she asked looking puzzled.

"That's where they filmed the westerns. John Ford
started filming there in the thirties. You know the
shots in westerns where you see these giant columns in
the background coming straight out of the desert?"

"Yeah."

"That's Monument Valley. I've wanted to see it since I
was a kid watching John Wayne. It's America."

Tammy smiled again. "So you and me are going to be
like in the movies huh?"

"I guess so," I answered. "By the way. How old are
you." Her face clouded up a little. I was prying and
she didn't like it. I couldn't blame her. I didn't
want her prying into my life either. When it hurts to
look back the last thing you want is someone forcing
you to look. "I'm not prying. I don't really care. But
you have to be eighteen or I can't take you along."

She looked at me and said a little defensively,
"Sorry. I don't trust a lot right now. I'm eighteen.
You won't get in trouble."

"That's good enough for me."

We finished lunch right after and headed out to the
van. I took off down highway 95 south toward Yuma. The
country rolled by. It was bleak. The same monotonous
colors. Everything was gray and brown. Even the
cactus, although nominally green, look gray and sandy
colored in that forlorn country. The only real
splotches of color are man-made, the occasional
billboard or road sign. Sand, rocks and scrub. That's
it.

Just short of Yuma I pulled off into a rest stop. We
could have put a few more miles under the tires but I
was in no hurry. We went into the restrooms. Back at
the car I opened the sliding door and climbed in the
back. I pulled out some of the emergency rations. A
nice Zinfandel followed by a can of almonds and
crackers and some cheese that didn't need
refrigeration. I don't know how they make cheese like
that and it's probably better if I don't. A pear and
apple that I sliced up completed dinner. I grabbed a
couple paper plates and spread out the food. Two
plastic glasses came from the cupboard.

"Wine?"

She looked at the bottle and said, "I've never had
wine."

"Ok. But would you like to have some? How can you have
a civilized dinner without wine?"

She looked at the paper plates and back at me,
"Civilized?"

"Absolutely. People would pay a pretty penny to dine
like this." I pointed out the door. "A view that
stretches to Mexico. Fine wine. Delectable victuals
and a beautiful woman. I wish I could box this up and
sell it. I'd be rich."

Tammy was blushing. "I'm not beautiful."

I said seriously now, "Don't say that. Don't ever let
anyone tell you that. You are beautiful." She looked
away and the blush faded. "So. Do you want to try the
wine?"

"If you put it that way I guess I have to," a small
smile playing on her face.

We ate the cheese and crackers and fruit and sipped
the wine. The sun started to slip behind the hills and
the temperature dropped rapidly. Pretty soon she was
feeling the chill wearing only her shorts and shirt. I
closed the door on the van, which helped a little.
There was a soft light coming through the front. As
the sun set and the light came on in the rest stop I
said, "Well, about time for bed."

"Where am I going to sleep?" she asked.

"Here."

"Where are you going to sleep."

"Here. I told you it was cozy."

She looked around. "We can't do that."

"You can try sleeping in the front seat if you want.
But I think you'll be sorry. I tried it and it doesn't
work very well." She was obviously worried. "Tammy. I
told you. I'm not the truck driver."

"But what if something happens?"

"It won't happen unless we both want it to." I held
her gaze trying to reassure her. I could see
understanding in her eyes and I nodded my head to
reinforce the thought. I pulled down the mattress from
the wall. It was a double and comfortable. I was using
a sheet on the bottom and a sleeping bag for the top.
I had installed a curtain rod right behind the seat
with a blackout curtain. I pulled the sheet across the
front of the van, which almost completely blocked the
light. I pulled off my clothes and slid under the
cover. Tammy hadn't said anything the whole time. She
started to climb in fully clothed.

"Hey," I said. "You can't get in here in those
clothes. They're dirty."

"What am I going to do? I don't have any pajamas."

"I don't either."

"You're not wearing any clothes?"

"No. Of course not."

"But you'll see me."

"Did you see me?"

"No."

"Then don't worry. Skin out of those clothes and climb
in." She sat there for a while. It was starting to get
cold in the van. In the desert the temperature drops
fast. Tammy finally made a decision and quickly
skinned out of her shorts, shoes and top. By now my
eyes had adjusted to the light and so I could make out
some details. No bra. Of course she didn't really need
one. She left on her panties and slid under the
sleeping bag. She moved as close to the edge as she
could.

I laughed. "You going to wind up falling out of bed
that way." She moved back a little toward the middle.
I reached out and pulled her more toward the middle
and we wound up cuddled like spoons. I felt her
stiffen so I said, "We'll be warmer this way." She
didn't say anything I think expecting the pawing to
start and ready to defend her honor. Instead she felt
me relax. Gradually she also relaxed. I could hear an
occasional truck going by the rest stop. Otherwise we
were a million miles away from anything.

"Mike?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

She paused and asked, "How come you're not... trying to
do something? Don't you want to?"

When she asked me that I felt my blood start to pound.
I had been holding back thoughts like that because I
knew what it could lead to all too easily. I felt
myself growing erect against my will. It started to
press against her thighs. Embarrassed I said, "Well
that should answer that question."

She realized what was happening and asked confused,
"Which question?"

"Whether I want to."

"Oh. Yes, I guess it does." She didn't move away from
me, which surprised me a little. She held very still
and then I felt her move back against me slightly.
"I've never felt one before. It's very hard." 

Jeez. What could I say to that? Is it really possible
she hadn't felt an erection before? Or was she playing
with me? I changed the subject. "About your other
question. I promised I wouldn't do something unless
you wanted."

There was silence for awhile then she said, "Thank
you. I don't want my first time to be in the back of a
van." First time? Could she really be a virgin? I felt
her snuggle back into my chest, which also caused my
erection to slide further toward her thighs. They
parted slightly and I felt her legs surrounding me. We
lay like that. I dare not move because if I started I
knew I wouldn't be able to stop. After a while I felt
my erection subsiding. Finally it slipped from between
her legs. I lay for a long time thinking about what
she had said. Her breathing slowed and I knew she had
drifted off. I was able to fall asleep but my dreams
were filled with wild and passionate deeds.

Chapter 2

I awoke in the morning with her head on my arm and my
fingers numb. Arg, my arm had fallen asleep. I gently
extracted it from under her and tried to get the blood
back into it. As I felt it start to tingle she rolled
over and wiped the sleep from her eyes. The covers had
fallen almost to her waist and I could see her small
breasts surmounted by pointed little nipples. They
were small and colored a dark red in the soft light
sneaking around the curtain. She opened her eyes and
asked, "What are you doing?" watching me massage my
arm.

"Trying to get it working. You fell asleep on it and
now its tingling like crazy." She watched me for a
second and then realized her breasts were exposed. She
pulled the covers up looking to see if I had noticed.
I pretended not to.

"How about breakfast?"

"Sounds good. I'm hungry."

I rolled out of bed and started putting on clothes.
She was watching intently. I'm no body beautiful so I
am sure she wasn't captivating by my looks. But she
was definitely interested. Maybe she really is a
virgin. "Are you going to get dressed?"

"You're looking."

"So were you." She blushed a deep crimson this time. I
turned toward my CD rack and started to pull a few out
for the day's journey. Seeing I was 'busy' she quickly
threw the covers off and grabbed her clothes. I tried
not to watch too much. I took the CDs up front and
pulled the curtain aside. The warm sun streamed in
through the window. I set the CDs down and turned.
Tammy was almost finished dressing and was putting her
shoes on. I pulled open the van door and we headed for
the bathrooms.

"Got a toothbrush?" I asked.

"Uh, no."

"We'll have to stop later and get you one. That will
be totally groady otherwise."

"What?"

Damn. Wrong slang. I was sure I had just declared
myself hopelessly clueless. "Nothing."

We wound up back at the van about the same time. I
drove on in to Yuma and found a Denny's. Breakfast was
the typical Denny's fare. We headed out of Yuma on I8
and I set course for Phoenix. 

We stopped along the way at Casa Grande Ruins. It is a
partially preserved adobe structure different from
most of the ruins like the cliff dwellings. The
Indians who inhabited it are called the Hohokam,
'those who have gone.' That's about all anyone really
knows. They built this place and they left. What
happened? Why did they suddenly abandon this place? I
wondered if we would ever know the answers.

Six hours and countless cacti after leaving Yuma we
hit Phoenix. I saw a mall from the highway and headed
that way. 

"What are we doing here?" she asked.

"You need a change of clothes and things. Looks like
the best place to buy them I see."

"I don't want to."

"What do you mean, you don't want to?" She crossed her
arms across her chest and looked petulant. "You mean,
you can't afford to?" She looked at me and the wall
tumbled just as quickly as she had thrown it up
seconds before. I saw tears start to form in the
corners of her eyes. I reached out and touched her
cheek. "Remember. You're my guest. I knew you couldn't
afford this when I pulled in. Quit worrying about it."


She reached up and touched her hand to mine, "Thanks."

"Come on." Oh Lord. Hours later she had a toilet kit
for the trip and a pile of new clothes as well as a
great pair of hiking boots. If she were going with me
she'd need them. I had been able to limit the amount
of her purchases by constantly reminding her that
there wasn't any more room in the van. One thing she
didn't buy and I never mentioned it was pjs and
somehow we had missed that section. Oh well, we'll
just have to continue sleeping au natural. I was
feeling a little guilty. But not too much.

It was too late for any sightseeing so I found a nice
hotel off the highway and checked in. I really wanted
a shower but it was dinnertime. She wanted to go out,
probably to show off her new clothes. We compromised
and ordered in what she wanted. I jumped in the shower
first and was out in minutes. She took a long lazy
shower. Pizza showed up while she was in the shower. 

"Food's here," I yelled. No answer. "You're going to
get what the little piggy got if you don't hurry." Now
the shower went off. Her hair in a towel and new duds
on she appeared in a minute. We chowed down and then I
had to endure a fashion show.

She finally tired of the show and piled her clothes on
a chair. I was lounging on the bed. "Want to watch a
movie?" I asked.

She jumped on the bed and grabbed the remote. "Yeah."
She hit the menu and brought up the movies. It was the
standard hotel fare, Drama, Comedy, Action,
Children's. The pointer stopped on Adult. "Have you
ever watched adult movies?"

I smiled, "Of course."

"Do you like them?"

"Some. Some are really stupid."

"Do you know any of these?" She had selected the menu
and there was a list. They all sounded pretty trite.
The selector settled on one, The Lolitas. She looked
at me. "Can we watch one?" Why was she selecting that
one? Did she understand the meaning of Lolita or was
it just chance that the selector landed there?

"Sure," I managed to say, my breath catching in my
suddenly constricted throat. She hit the select button
and the screen went blank. A few seconds later the
movie started. It wasn't as much a movie as a
collection of shorts all involving older men with
young girls. The first one was in a gym. The guy was
on a weight machine bench. The girl walked into the
picture and they started kissing. Soon they were
removing her leotard and his shorts. She straddled the
bench over his face as he buried his tongue inside
her. We watched as he licked and sucked on her labia
and clitoris. She was moaning. The camera moved around
to his erection. She was running her hand up and down
and pulled it toward her mouth. She started to lick
and suck his cock. She was moving her head up and down
over it. Damn, it was affecting me laying here next to
a beautiful young girl and watching a scene right out
of my fantasy on the TV. My dreams had been filled
last night with the scene on the screen. The only
difference was that it was Tammy and me in the dreams.
I was affected by the movie and the fantasies of the
night before flooding into my imagination. I watched
as the man slowly became me and the girl became Tammy.
My cock was pushing up the front of my robe into a
very noticeable tent. 

Tammy looked over at the tent and up at my face. "Am I
still supposed to ignore it?"

"Huh?" I asked. I was startled out of my revere.

"Last night," she said pointing at the tent. "You told
me to ignore it. Am I still supposed to?"

"Only if you want."

"Can I see it?" I nodded my head. She reached over and
slowly pulled the robe open. The cloth fell open and
my erection bounced in rhythm with my heart. "It's
bouncing," she said. I nodded again. "Can I touch it?"
She didn't wait for an answer but reached out and
touched it. Her hand closed around it and started to
move like the girl in the movie. "It's so soft and so
hard."

"What did you expect?"

She ran her hand around my cock and grabbed it
tightly. Then loosed her grip and moved her hand like
the girl in the movie. "I don't know. Maybe like a
piece of wood or something. But it's not. It's hard on
the inside but soft to the touch. I like it. Am I
doing it right?"

"Oh God sweetheart. Yes, It feels wonderful." My whole
being was centered in my cock, feeling her soft small
hand move up and down the shaft. 

She looked back toward the TV and watched as the girl
continued to lick and suck. She leaned forward and
touched her tongue to the tip. She hesitated not quite
sure what to expect. I guess it must have been okay
because after another glance at the screen she moved
her mouth down over the glans and started moving in
concert with the girl. She kept an eye on the TV
trying the various things the girl was doing. Damn but
she was a quick study. I've had worse blowjobs from
women with years of practice.

I moaned my pleasure. "Tammy. That feels so wonderful.
I wish you knew." She looked at me and saw the
pleasure in my face. My cock was wet with her saliva
so her mouth and hand moved easily over the shaft. The
camera shifted again and we saw the man licking and
sucking the girl.

"Can we do that?" she asked.

"Oh yes. I love to." She moved her body around and I
pulled her shorts and panties off. She straddled my
face as she continued to lick and suck. I was looking
up at her beautiful pussy. It was sparsely covered
with brunette hair. She had a wispy triangle. Perfect.
I licked softly along her labia and felt them part. I
pulled them apart and looked at her treasure. She had
perfectly formed lips and a cute clitoris. I started
licking around and felt her becoming wet. I teased her
clit and when she started bucking against my face I
sucked her clit into my mouth while licking quickly.
The sensations were too intense for her and she
stopped sucking me and moaned her delight. I didn't
want her to cum this way. I moved her over onto her
back and lay between her thighs. Continuing to lick
and suck her beautiful little genitals. I kept teasing
her close to orgasm and backing away. 

One last time she approached climax and I moved
quickly up over her and settled my cock at the
entrance to her pussy. She opened her eyes with
concern. I rubbed my penis over her clit and she
relaxed again and succumbed to the lust, which filled
the room. I slid my cock down and into the entrance.
She moaned with desire. Her instincts had taken over
and she wanted and needed to be filled and satisfied.
I slid up her hot wet channel spreading open her lips
with the head of my pole. Part way in I felt
something, a resistance. She was a virgin. I pushed
just a little harder and felt her maidenhead rip and I
plunged deeply into her body. "Ohh," she yelped and
her eyes flew open.

I kissed her and said, "You are a woman now." I moved
in small circles against her pubis rubbing her clit.
The pain quickly disappeared replaced by the renewed
sensations of pleasure emanating from her loins. When
her eyes closed I changed to an in and out motion. I
looked down and was energized by the thought that I
was fucking this beautiful young girl. I was her
first. My cock was the first up her tight wet pussy. I
nearly came right then but fought off the sensation. I
wanted this to last a little longer. Oh God it was
glorious. Her pussy was so tight I could feel it
trying to hold my shaft deep inside. Every time I
pulled out it clasped my cock and seemed to suck it
back inside.

She reached up and put her hand on my neck and the
other hand grabbed my arm. She was squeezing so hard
it almost hurt and I knew she was going over the edge.
She moaned and bucked against me. A lewd loud slapping
sound filled the room as our perspiring bellies came
together and separated. I felt the ripples of her
cumming along my shaft. It was too much and my cum
boiled up from my balls and exploded into her. Our
bodies slammed against each other in the throes of
orgasm. I emptied shot after shot of sticky cum into
her pussy until my balls were numb. 

Collapsing onto her I was panting like I had run a
mile. She continued to run her hands over me and moan
softly. When I could catch my breath I looked at her
face. It was glowing with sated pleasure. Her eyes
were closed and her mouth was open. I leaned forward
and kissed her. Her eyes opened and slowly focused on
me. "Oh God. I didn't know." I kissed her again. I
rolled over to my side pulling her with me so that I
stayed inside her pussy. I was still semi hard and
hadn't really lost any size. I couldn't remember the
last time I had been turned on like this. 

Tammy snuggled into my chest and put her leg over my
thigh. I felt her moving slightly around my cock
enjoying the feelings of being full and sated with
sexual pleasure. It was the first time she had ever
felt these delicious sensations and she was savoring
the moment. I heard the babble from the TV and used
the remote to turn it off. I stroked her back and
hair. I felt her hands wandering over my chest and
through my hair. It was a beautiful moment. We were
completely sated and at peace. Nothing needed to be
said. Every thing had been expressed through our
bodies. Spent of all physical energy I reached over
and turned out the lights and drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 3

The morning sun was filtering through the curtains and
filling the room with a soft glow. I turned and saw
Tammy sleeping quietly. My God she looked beautiful.
There was purity and innocence in her face. Funny I
should have that thought right then. A few hours
before I had taken her maidenhood and initiated her to
the world of sexuality. Those lips had been wrapped
around my penis. But in the soft morning light she
looked like a painting of purity. One of the
Pre-Raphaelites could have painted it: The Innocent. 

I rolled out of bed and headed in for my morning
ablutions. Showered and combed I came back into the
room toweling off my hair. Tammy was stretching and
opened her eyes.

"You're naked."

"You're beautiful. And under those covers, you're
naked."

"No I'm not," she protested. "I'm wearing my top." She
dropped the blanket to her waist to show that she
still had on the top she had been wearing the night
before. I reached down and grabbed to blankets and
tugged them off the bottom of the bed exposing her.
"Hey," she yelped and grabbed for the retreating
blankets. Too late and they wound up in a pile on the
floor.

"Now you're naked," I said. She jumped out of bed and
ran for the bath. As she went by I wrapped her in my
arms and pulled her to me. She looked up struggling
half-heartedly and I said, "You're beautiful," and
kissed her softly. She returned the kiss.

"But you shouldn't see me naked."

"Why not?" I asked. "We're lovers."

"Are we lovers?" she asked quietly.

Still holding her I said, "Last night we were. Do you
want to make love to me again?"

"I think so."

"Until you decide you never want to make love to me
again, we're lovers."

"I've never had a lover before. I don't know what to
do." She looked concerned.

"First, you take a shower. Then we get some breakfast.
After that we can talk about it on the ride north. I
want to see those cliff dwellings. Mostly, don't worry
about it. It will work out. Love you." I patted her on
the bottom and sent her toward the bath.

Heading north I looked over at Tammy. She looked deep
in thought. "A penny for your thoughts." 

Tammy said, "Mike," and paused.

"Yes?"

"About last night." And paused again.

"Sweetheart, just say it."

She twisted her hair in her fingers while looking at
the floor. "I didn't expect that to happen. I mean, I
didn't know it was going to happen."

"Me either." I reached over and put my hand on hers.
"But I'm very glad it did."

"It was so much better than I imagined. I never felt
anything like that before. At the end, when..."

"When you came."

A pause, "When I came, I felt so close to you. I
wanted to hold you forever. You were so big but it
felt wonderful. I expected it to hurt. It did for just
a second. But then it felt, I don't know how to
describe it."

"Tammy. What happened between us was very special in
many ways. We became lovers, which is a special bond
between a man and a woman. I was your first, which is
always special. Every one always remembers their first
lover, their first time. Thank you for choosing me as
your first lover. It was very special for me as well.
And you chose an older man as your first lover. It
takes years to learn to be a good lover. To learn how
to please a woman. To be patient. To build the
excitement until both lovers reach fulfillment. You
are lucky that your first lover is a man who knows how
to make love. Last," I reached over again and took her
hand in mine, "something happened between the two of
us last night. I felt it. It wasn't just the sex.
Something almost spiritual that caused our souls to
touch as well as our bodies. That is very rare."

She was silent for some time. "Mike. I think I love
you." I looked over and she was apprehensive.
Frightened that I was going to reject her. Tell her
she was a silly girl or something like that.

I pulled to the side of the road and stopped. She
looked worried. I turned in my seat and took her in my
arms. "Hold me, beautiful." She hugged me holding on
like she would never let go. I kissed her and she
kissed me. We gazed at each other and a small tear
rolled down her cheek. "There's no reason to cry," I
said.

"I'm just so happy. Three days ago everything was so
awful. And now it's wonderful." 

Another peek into what she was running from. Just as I
was running from pain so was she. Too soon, I thought,
to pursue that. Let's just be happy.

I pulled back on the highway and again we drove north
but this time smiling contentedly and holding hands as
we talked about nothing and everything. 

Several hours later I saw the signs for Montezuma's
Castle and pulled off the highway. The park is down in
a small valley. We had gained elevation almost from
the time we left Phoenix. At the higher altitudes the
scrub bush and occasional trees had replaced the
cactus. Here in the valley with a small river running
all year, there were trees and bushes. It wasn't lush
but it wasn't desert either. We walked along a path
and came to a small clearing on the valley floor. The
river ran placidly on the left. On the right was a
sheer cliff face rising hundreds of feet. Almost at
the top was the Castle. The cliff had a natural
overhang. Not really a cave but a deep large
depression. Built into this was a three-story cliff
dwelling. It was the same tan color as the cliff and
looked as if the cliff had formed itself into a
dwelling. It looked fresh and new and also it looked
like part of the cliff that had been there for
thousands of years. Actually, it had been there for
hundreds of years. The dry air of the desert had
preserved it.

"How'd they get up there?" Tammy asked looking wide
eyed at the dwelling.

"Ladders."

"Ladders? No way. Look how high that is," she said
pointing high up the cliff face.

"Yeah ladders," I responded. "Not all one ladder. But
they'd find little ledges part way up. You'd climb
from one ladder to the next all the way up. If a
raiding tribe came around all you had to do was pull
the ladders up behind you. They could just sit up
there and thumb their noses at the raiding party."

"God. I couldn't live there. I'd be scared to climb
ladders that high."

"Don't forget. The kids were born up there. They grew
up looking down that cliff and going up and down it to
get to the fields and the river. I bet it felt no
different to them than an escalator does to us."

Tammy stood looking at the cliff for awhile. We walked
on through the park. I could see how they irrigated
these low areas by the river for their crops. Really,
it's no different than people live in some places
today. We headed back to the van and on toward
Flagstaff.

We continued gaining altitude passing through 7,000
feet. I started to see snow on the ground. Snow? In
Arizona? Not what I expected. As we neared Flagstaff
the terrain changed to mountains and the dry brush was
replaced by grass lands and pine trees. In Flagstaff I
drove down the main road and found a nice motor court.
When I opened the door I nearly froze. "Damn. It's
cold." When we left Phoenix it was 80 degrees. Here it
was cold enough to snow. Big change in a few hours.

I checked us in and we set out to explore Flagstaff.
East of Flagstaff just a few miles is Walnut Canyon.
We pulled into the parking lot as snow began to fall.
I couldn't believe it. Tammy just looked at me like I
was crazy. "It's too cold."

"Just put on an extra shirt." She thought I was nuts
but pulled on long pants and three shirts and her
boots. We ran into the park station. The building
looked out over three narrow and deep canyons. About
75 feet from the top there was a layer of rock about
10 feet high. Scattered all along the canyon walls at
this level were dwellings. It must have been a softer
rock and people had carved caves into the bare rock.
They cut the rock into blocks and put these up as the
front wall. Leave a small opening and you have a
house.

The snow quit as suddenly as it started and the sun
emerged from the clouds. We climbed down stairs to the
level of the dwellings. Following along the cliff face
we explored many of them. They were three or four feet
deep maybe four feet high and ten feet long. Not
exactly mansions. There were still black smoke marks
on the back walls from the cooking fires. How long had
the smoke remained on these walls? How long before the
centuries would swallow all traces of these places?

The canyon was beautiful. Pine trees rimmed the valley
lip and there was a stream running in the narrow
bottom. We were the only people in the park and it was
like we owned the place. We walked hand in hand along
the trail. Occasionally birds would perch in the
branches above or to the side of the trail. I couldn't
tell how many dwellings there had been but if all of
them had been used there would have been hundreds of
people here. This would have been quite a community.
Why had they abandoned these dwellings? One day did
they all walk away? Certainly they had lost something
of value when they abandoned these houses. Why?
Disease? Famine? War? Nobody knows. 

Walking along the peace of the place infused me and I
stopped and took a deep breath. Tammy was standing
beside me. I turned and pulled her to me and kissed
her. She kissed back and then we were passionately
kissing.  I wanted her. I looked around but there was
no place private.

"Come on," I said. We hurried back to the van. My
ardor cooled on the way back to Flagstaff and I
realized that this would still be only her second
time. Okay boy. Cool off. Easy does it. By the time we
hit the main drag I was under control again. Once back
in the inn we got out the yellow pages and looked for
dinner. I found a brewpub with a microbrewery. So we
headed over. Dinner was above average brewpub fare,
which was right up Tammy's alley. Not only that but
their Pale Ale was superb. The only trouble with
dining out with Tammy is I couldn't order a bottle of
wine for two. Waiters are really stuffy about that.

In Europe the kids learn to drink in their teens. I
think the French put wine in the baby bottles. And you
know, they have a lot fewer problems than we do. It
isn't something mysterious. The teens don't have to
lie and cheat to learn to drink. Maybe they are doing
something right.

Back in the room Tammy hopped on the bed and grabbed
the remote. "Let's watch a movie."

I kicked off my shoes and joined her. She was
selecting the adult movies again. I looked over at her
and she was concentrating on the screen. This was
important and exciting. "There," she said. I looked
back to see the screen go blank and then a movie
started.

"Are we going to do what they do in the movie like we
did last night?" I asked.

"Do you want to?"

I touched her cheek. "With you, yes."

"Ok."

The movie had the typical stupid premise. A girl
wanted to buy a mattress. The shop closes and the
salesman helps her to 'try out' the mattress. In no
time they had their clothes off and we followed. For
the first time I was able to touch her breasts. Her
nipples were hard already. I kissed one and then the
other. Licking and sucking her nipples I moved my hand
down across her belly and started stroking her labia.
She was getting wet and I spread her wetness around. I
strummed her clit and she mewled deep in her throat. I
was soon between Tammy's legs licking and sucking. She
tasted sweet. The smell of aroused young girl
permeated my nose. It was tremendously exciting to
smell her. Her juices were welling and she was
becoming sopping wet. My face was coated with her
spendings. I thought about giving her an orgasm this
way but I wanted even more to be in her as she came. I
was watching her reactions as I licked and sucked. Her
eyes were closed and her butt was bouncing on the bed.
She was close. I moved up over her and slid down her
slit. Gyrating my hips up and down, I let my rod
stroke the entire length of her wet and hot pussy.
Tammy moaned as the hard shaft rubbed her distended
clit and massaged her labia. I pulled back to line up
with her quivering womanhood. 

The head parted her folds and entered her channel. 
There was no resistance this time. But she was just as
tight. I pushed down and she groaned as I tunneled
into her spasming pussy. Lying still, I was deeply
embedded in her pussy. I gently kissed her. She pulled
my head to hers and stuck her tongue in my mouth. She
wildly frenched me and started bucking her hips
against me. The heat of her passion burned into my
body and soul and ignited my own. I pulled back and
sent my shaft deep into her chute. She met my down
stroke with as much passion and our hips pounded
together.

"Oh God, yes," she panted. Her juices were flowing
copiously and I felt the wetness spreading as we
slammed together. Her pussy continued to clench around
my cock. 

"Baby, Jesus Christ," I moaned. "You feel so good.
Fuck me baby. Fuck me." Her arms went around my neck
pulling tighter and she renewed the vehemence of our
coupling. I had many women in my life but had never
felt the wild, abandoned animal passion with any of
these 'experienced' women that I felt with this young
almost virgin girl. She had become sexual passion
personified. 

"Fuck me... Fuck me... Fuck me," she chanted. I had never
heard her say anything like that. Hearing her chant
these 'dirty' words revved up my passion to even
greater heights. I had never felt this way before. It
was a session of heights attained and new experiences.
It was as if my entire being and body were engulfed by
the sex act. The universe ceased to exist except for
our two sweating bodies moving together in search of
ecstasy. 

Her body stiffened and she threw back her head her
mouth open and her breath shuddering in raged gasps.
Her fingers dug into my shoulders and I felt the sharp
sting of her nails biting into my skin. 

"Goooddddddd..." she screamed in a long wailing moan.

The walls of her pussy clenched my cock and the
intensity of all the sensations overwhelmed my brain.
Running on primal instinct my body sought release of
the tensions built up and continued pounding as
sensations flooded through me. All the energy of our
frenzied coupling concentrated in my balls and unable
to contain it I felt them burst into spasms of orgasm.
My cum rushed up the shaft and spent itself deep in
Tammy's young body. 

"I'm cumming," I snarled deep in my throat unable to
form coherent thoughts.

"Yes, yes. Yes," Tammy moaned as she reached down and
grasped my asscheeks and pulled me to her.

Spasm after spasm wracked me until I lost count of the
shuddering ejaculations. My body poured forth my love
juice and with it all the built up tension. The
release was profound. I collapsed gasping for breath
as my enervated body slowly recovered from the
exertions.

Tammy stroked my face her eyes closed as she basked in
the afterglow of sexual release. She shuddered a few
times as the aftershocks coursed through her body.

'My God,' I thought. I have been getting laid for
twenty years and have never had anything like this
before. I mean, even bad sex is wonderful and I've had
my share of intense and incredible sex. But never
before have I reached the peak as high as I just did. 

I lifted myself on my elbows to take some of the
weight from Tammy and looked at her face. Her eyes
were still closed and her mouth was parted as her
breathing returned to normal. There was sweat on her
forehead and upper lip. But what I noticed was that
her face was suffused with a cherubic calm. I bent
down and kissed her and the physical contact seemed to
pull her back into this world. Her eyes fluttered open
and a small smile played across her face.

"Thank you," she said. She lifted her head and gave me
a kiss of affection, her passion fully appeased.

"My pleasure. We'll have to do it again some time."

She giggled then became serious as she put her hand on
my cheek and said very quietly, "I love you." I leaned
down and kissed her and then rolled off onto my side
and pulled her over. She cuddled up and we lay like
that for a while. I was spent and found myself
drifting off. The last thing I remember is her turning
off the lights and snuggling back into my arms and she
said, "Love you." 

Chapter 4

The pattern was set for our trip. We'd spend the day
driving around and seeing the sights. At night, I'd
find a hotel and Tammy would commandeer the remote,
select some adult movie and we'd follow along with the
story until we were no longer paying attention to the
movie and were lost in our own pleasures. Sometimes
we'd only see five minutes of the movie before we were
lost in the passions of some newfound sex position.
Every day Tammy was becoming a better lover. She was
learning how to touch a penis just right, a wonderful
combination of lightness and firmness. Her oral skills
were improving with practice. She had trouble getting
much in her mouth, as she was a petite girl. She
learned to use her tongue and lips and hand together
after getting the shaft slippery with saliva just like
the girls in the movies. Several times we almost
didn't make it past the preliminaries and I had to
fight back the urge to come in her pretty young mouth.
But I wanted to teach her everything about sex and so
held back so we could explore more of the world of
sensual delights.

One night in Socorro, New Mexico we actually watched a
good portion of the movie.

"Mike," Tammy asked, "People don't really do that, do
they?" On the screen the woman was taking it up the
ass. I've got to admit that the guy looked large to me
but she seemed to have no problem.

"Well. Those aren't cartoons you're watching. So I
think that people do it."

"I mean real people. Not actors. A person's butt is
dirty."

I laughed. "Sweetheart. Sex is only dirty if you're
doing it right."

"No. It isn't dirty. What we're doing isn't dirty,"
she said seriously. She was looking intently at me. I
was taken aback. I remembered the look she had on her
face that first night. The almost unworldly purity and
I realized that she was uncorrupted by the insanity of
our society. For her, sex was the joining of a man and
woman expressing love and affection. She hadn't bought
into the absurdity of sex as dirty or evil. The purity
I saw in her face was real. It was the purity of an
uncorrupted spirit expressing itself through that most
intimate of communication.

"Sorry, I was making a joke. Anal sex isn't anymore
dirty than any other sex. A person should be clean for
any sex and as long as you are clean then it isn't
dirty." She watched the screen some more.

"Does it hurt?"

"If you don't take your time and you don't do it right
I think it can. There are many ways to stimulate a
person that way. You don't have to do that," I said
pointing at the screen. We continued watching the
movie and Tammy didn't say anything more. For the
first time we watched the entire movie.

After it had ended Tammy snuggled up to me and I said,
"Let's go to sleep."

"Okay," and she started pulling off clothes. I did the
same and got under the covers. She snuggled next to
me. I felt her hand traveling lower and soon it found
my genitals. I quickly responded to the heat of her
touch. When I was fully distended Tammy turned her
face to mine and we kissed. I turned her on her back
and lavished kisses over her face and neck. Slowly I
worked my way down and laved her tits with kisses.
Rolling her nipple around with my tongue and sucking
it into my mouth, I gently squeezed her other nipple
between my fingers. I changed nipples and did the
same. Her nipples grew erect and hard.  I moved up and
kissed Tammy deeply. Our tongues entwined and we
mashed our lips together greedily kissing. 

My thigh lay between hers and I felt her wetness and
heat as she rubbed against me, humping her loins
against my flesh. I trailed my tongue down between her
breasts moving first to one and then the other.
Continuing down I licked across her belly and stopped
at the top of her triangle. Her hips were trembling
with anticipation. My tongue veered around her
triangle and down along her thigh where it joined her
body. I moved up the other side never touching her
pussy. Tammy moaned in frustration so I licked across
her labia very lightly, just a teasing touch. She
pushed up to increase the contact and I moved back
still teasing. When she relaxed back, I pushed my
tongue between the folds of her lips and moved back
and forth until I reached her reddened little
clitoris. I paused just short as she moaned again and
then licked across it. A gasp and then a shudder
coursed through her as I sucked her clitoris between
my lips and licked her button. I pushed my finger into
her moist cavern and found her G spot. I massaged her
spot while sucking and licking. A flush was spreading
up her chest and she was trembling with excitement.
She was fast approaching her climax when I inserted a
second finger and covered it with her wetness. As she
moved toward the pinnacle I pulled the second finger
out and pressed it against her tight ass. I felt the
muscle contract. Keeping a steady pressure against the
sphincter I felt her relax and it popped into her back
passage. Now she was being stimulated by her clitoris
and vagina and ass. The new sensations pushed her over
the top and I felt her muscles contracting as she
orgasmed. I was flooded with her wetness as she moaned
and bucked against my face. It was like trying to ride
a bucking bronco as I tried to keep my face against
her pussy. Finally, she slowed and fell back against
the bed. I looked up to see her collapse with
pleasure.

I lay next to her as she smiled up at me. "You were
right," she said. "It was nice. I didn't think it
would be but it was."

"It was nice for me too."

"Do men do that too?"

"You mean, can you stimulate a man the same way?" I
asked.

"Yeah," she asked. "Would I do that to a man?"

"Sure." Shaking my head. "In fact, a man has a
prostate gland right inside. You can make a man orgasm
by just touching that if you know how. And a prostate
massage during sex will make his climax even more
intense."

"Really?" She looked thoughtful for a while. I petted
her in the silence. When she had rested she pushed me
back and started to kiss me. I felt her tongue start
to trail south as mine had just minutes earlier. She
licked my nipples and them continued south. I was
fully erect by the time she got there. Taking my cock
in her hand she licked around the glans and down the
shaft covering it with her saliva. 

"How do I do it?"

"What?" I asked.

"A prostate massage."

"Get some lotion." She hopped up and grabbed one of
those complimentary bottles and bounced back into bed.


"Spread it around my butt." She poured it into the
crack and spread it with her finger. "Okay. Now suck
me and use your other hand and push in gently." She
started sucking my cock again and pushed her finger up
my ass. Her small finger slid easily into the back
channel.  She found the prostate, "There. Oh God, keep
doing that." Her hot wet mouth slurped the head of my
cock as one hand stroked the hard shaft and her other
rhythmically stroked into my ass massaging the
prostate. Within seconds the pressure built into a
climax and forced my cum to boil up and out. I felt
the contractions deep in my loins as the cum spurted
into her sucking mouth. 

"Christ," I screamed. "I'm cumming. Suck me. Suck me.
Swallow it... Yessss..."

As the first jet of cum splashed in her mouth she
stopped and started to back away. I grabbed her head
and held her mouth over my cock. Hearing me scream for
her to continue sucking, she again stroked and sucked
as the torrent of cum slowed. Drained, I collapsed
back on the bed and Tammy licked the last drops on the
head of my cock, which quickly deflated and slumped to
my belly.

Running her tongue over her lips she said, "I didn't
know you were going to do that."

"What?"

"In my mouth. You know."

"Cum?"

"Yeah. I didn't know you were going to cum in my
mouth." 

"Sweetheart," I said. "Come here." She lay by my side
and I kissed her gently. Her lips were sticky with the
residue of my cum. "Thank you. That was an incredible
blowjob."

"That was a blowjob wasn't it?" She looked bemused.
"God, when my friends used to talk about that I always
thought I would never do it. It sounded so gross.
Letting a guy stick his thing..."

"Cock," I corrected her.

"...Cock in your mouth to cum that way."

"Did you like it?" I asked.

She looked thoughtful for a second and answered, "I
guess. I just wasn't expecting it. It was all sticky
though. Not really like anything else. It seemed gross
at first."

"But not now?"

"No. I mean you kiss me down there. You made me cum
that way, with your mouth. I remember your face was
all covered."

"You know how you can tell if a man has a happy
girlfriend?" I asked. "His face looks like a glazed
doughnut." 

She looked confused for a second and then got the
image and burst into giggles. "Yeah. You looked like a
glazed doughnut. If you don't think I'm gross down
there then I shouldn't think you're gross."

I kissed her again. "Exactly. Sex isn't just pumping
in and out. To be a really good lover you need to
appreciate all the parts of sex. Sight, sound, smell
and touch. And most important is your partner. Doing
things to make the person you are with feel good.
That's why it isn't gross when I go down on you.
Giving you pleasure makes me happy and knowing that
what I'm doing gives you pleasure makes me love the
sight of you, the smell of you, the taste of you. How
can that be gross?"

"So, you liked it when I sucked you and made you
shoot?"

"Yes. More than I can even tell you." 

Tammy looked into my eyes and smiled. "You must like
it because you sure did cum fast. I'll have to do it
more."

Hallelujah I thought. I think I've died and gone to
heaven. I've got this beautiful naked young girl in my
arms and she wants to give me blowjobs. I thought of
all the women who don't want to give their men such
pleasure. How sad. Sex can be the most intimate and
strongest way for a man and woman to communicate their
love. And yet so many chose to ignore its strength and
value. How did I get so lucky?

"I'm so lucky to find you." I said kissing Tammy.

"I'm lucky. I was thinking about that today. How you
stopped that first day and asked me to have lunch. If
I would have said no. Where would I be today? I don't
know. You have showed me so much. I don't mean the
sightseeing. The way you hold me at night and kiss me.
I never knew if could be so wonderful." Tammy rolled
over on top of me and rubbed against me. "Let's do
it."

I moaned, "I can't. Look. It's completely drained," I
said pointing out my flaccid cock. Tammy looked and
disappointment crossed her face. "You sucked it dry.
Tomorrow. I promise."

"Promise?"

"I promise. Now let's to bed so I'll have the energy
in the morning."

Chapter 5

It was four weeks ago today that I met Tammy I said to
myself. Four weeks of unbridled pleasure. Four weeks
and one day ago I was a mess. Now I woke up every
morning looking forward to the day and went to sleep
every night happily thinking about how much fun I had
that day. Yeah I knew about the age difference. We
were in Southern Utah. Mormon country and I still
wasn't used to the sidelong glances, the obvious
disapproval. But that was minor when compared to the
fun we had.

I was packing up the van when I noticed that Tammy's
backpack had fallen to the floor and spilled its
contents across the back of the van. I reached over
and set it upright. There was an ID of some kind lying
on the floor. It wasn't a driver's license. I picked
it up. Oh, a high school ID. Not a bad photo although
she probably hated it. I looked at her smile and felt
a warm glow. Then I noticed the grade, sophomore.
What? And then the birthdate. I did some quick mental
math, sixteen. Sixteen? Oh Shit! What school year was
it? This year. Oh my God. She's sixteen! screamed in
my mind.

I fell back against the wall of the van and stared at
the card. Tammy walked up to the open side door and
saw me and her backpack on the floor.

"What are you doing?" in and alarmed tone.

"Nothing," I said distractedly. Then I looked up. Her
face was flushed with anger. She thought I had opened
her backpack and was pawing through it. "No," I said.
"I didn't open it. When I came out it was lying there
on the floor and the stuff had spilled out. I was
going to pick it up."

"You shouldn't have touched it," she screamed. 

"Tammy," my voice was quiet and dead of emotion.
"Don't get mad at me. I didn't want to find this."

The anger faded from her face and was replaced by
pain. Tears welled in her eyes and her chin quivered.
"You shouldn't have looked," she said and turned away.

"Tammy." Her back was still turned. "Tammy," more
insistently. She turned tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Please come here." She hesitated and then got in the
van. She sat with her arms crossed on the other side
softly crying.

"What are we going to do?"

"Nothing," she answered. "Nothing's changed."

"Yes it has. I found out you didn't tell me the
truth."

The tears dried up. "I had to," she asserted. "You
would have left me there."

"I would have helped you. I wouldn't have just left
you there. But I wouldn't have taken you half way
across the country."

"Nothing's changed," she said.

"Yes it has." I looked at her. The tears were drying.
"I know you're sixteen. That's different."

"What difference does that make? You didn't do
anything wrong. I wanted to."

Leaning back I thought about what she had just said.
She's right. What difference did it make? She had
decided as she had every right to. Throughout history
most women have been married and starting their
families by her age. In many countries even today that
is true. Why do we try to fool ourselves into
believing that young women aren't women? They
certainly don't believe it. All the pregnancies out of
wedlock and other problems because we are trying to
deny nature. And nature will not be denied. Women will
chose just as they always have.

"But I could go to jail in this country. The law is an
ass as the saying goes. That's the difference."

"Who's going to know?" she demanded.

I was still in shock and didn't know what to say. I
looked up at Tammy. Her face was flushed and I
couldn't tell if it was anger or fear. Arguing sure
wasn't a good idea. I said, "Listen sweetheart. We
need to get on the road now. We can talk later." She
wasn't happy and turned away. As she gathered up her
backpack I threw the bags in the back of the van and
climbed in the front. Tammy stood outside for a while
with her back to the van. I waited. Finally she broke
down and climbed in to the other front seat.

I drove west toward I15 in the stony silence. My
intention was to head for LA. I just didn't see any
other choice. Six hours of silence later we were
approaching Las Vegas. I headed for the strip and
pulled in to the Mandalay Bay.

"Tammy?" No answer. "Well, I'm going to stay here
tonight. Will you join me?" She looked at me, paused
and then opened her door and followed me into the
hotel. I got a room up high overlooking the strip and
the airport. 

I stood at the window looking out over the vista.
Tammy sat on the bed. With my back still turned I
said, "I think love is willing to talk about
anything." I let her digest that for a second. 

"Love isn't abandoning someone either," she said.

I turned. "I haven't abandoned you."

"You're going to."

"Why do you think that?"

"Because I'm too young." Her face lost its stony calm
and anguish crept into it. "You think I'm too young."

I crossed the room and knelt in front of her. I took
her hands in mine and gently kissed her. "Tammy. I
don't think you're too young. I care for you. You know
that."

The tears started again. "But why are you taking me
back?"

"I haven't said you are going back."

"We're going back. I know that." She pulled away,
threw herself down on the bed and buried her face in
the pillows. 

I lay on the bed behind her and took her in my arms.
"Tammy. We need to talk about it. I haven't made up my
mind." She turned and looked at me with a small ray of
hope in her eyes. "I think you need to go back. But
you have to agree. I can't force you."

"That's right you can't," as she pulled away.

"I know I can't. Now, please sit here by me and let's
talk." She hesitated and then moved over next to me
her defenses still spiky. I waited. She looked,
challenging me with her eyes. I just waited. Finally,
without either of us saying anything she conceded and
relaxed.

"Ok," I said. "Let's put everything on the table." I
listed all the reasons she should go back from me
going to jail to her finishing school to her parent's
probable anguish at her being gone without a trace.

She countered with her reasons for not going back,
which tragically were nothing more than simple
communication failures. No physical abuse and little
more than the kinds of yelling matches that seem to
crop up between teens and parents when real
communication break down. What she couldn't accept was
being apart from me. Finally I said, "Ok, here's the
deal. If you promise to go back and finish school I
promise that on your eighteenth birthday I'll be back
in your life, if you still want me then."

"I love you. I'll always want you."

"Let's wait until then," I said.

"There's no question. But I don't see why we need to
wait."

"I know. But do you promise? I can't do it any other
way." I held her gaze.

"Yes. I agree."

"Tomorrow I'll take you home. Even though I didn't
know you were sixteen I think the police will want to
arrest me."

"NO!"

"Yes. I think they will."

She looked determined. "Then I won't tell them who you
are."

"They're going to put you under pressure and they know
a lot of tricks to get people to talk. They'll try to
convince you that I took advantage of you."

"You did." And she laughed. "And I'm so glad you did.
Please take advantage of me again."

"Later." She was smiling again so I thought it was a
good time to end. "Let's go get dinner."


That night as we lay in bed she rolled toward me.
"This is our last night till I'm eighteen." She
reached for me and started to fondle me.

I stopped her hand. "Sweetheart. We can't. I have some
defense in that I didn't know. But now I know. I
can't."

She moved her hand back and cupped my balls and slowly
fondled them. "Mike. I promise one more thing. No
matter what happens tonight I have total amnesia about
it. Please. Show me that you do love me. I have to
wait so long. Give me something to make me wait." She
kissed me on the lips and inserted her tongue.

My cock instantly sprang to full mast and she wrapped
her hand around it. I knew I shouldn't but my
conscience faded as the blood pressure rose. I kissed
her and then moved lower to kiss her neck. She moaned
and lay back as my tongue traced down across her
collarbone and the top few ribs and reached the base
of her tit. I licked around her tit following a
twisting pattern always closer to her nipple. I
watched as her nipple hardened and rose. I reached it
and licked and then took it into my mouth. Sucking and
licking her nipple I fondled her other tit. I switched
side and repeated it on her other nipple. I moved back
and forth lapping her nipples and bringing her to
higher pitch of arousal.

I have to admit that the forbidden aspect of our
coupling was highly arousing. I kept thinking that she
was sixteen. She was sweet sixteen. I put my tongue
between her breasts and moved lower tickling her belly
button and then continued on. At the top of her wispy
triangle I paused and then traced around to the side
and then down. I slid on by her labia and down to her
thigh. She moaned and moved to contact my tongue with
her lips. I avoided the touch and slithered down her
thigh tickling along the inside down to her knee.
Crossing to her other knee I worked back up until I
was at the juncture of thigh and pubis. I saw moisture
glistening along her crack. God she was getting turned
on. I intended to continue teasing her for a little
when she grabbed my head in both hands and pulled my
mouth against her sex. She was pungent with the smell
of aroused woman.

I buried my tongue in her pussy and grabbed her legs.
I started licking along the length of her slit tasting
her juices. When I moved across her clit she jumped. I
wanted to give her a cum to remember for the next two
years. I sucked her clit into my mouth and used my
lips to stimulate the base of her clit while sucking
and licking with my tongue. Tammy moaned her pleasure.
I stuck my finger up her vagina until I felt the
spongy texture of her G spot. I started massaging her
G spot while continuing to suck and lick her clit. I
wanted her to have a fast and furious cum.

Her head was thrown back against the bed and her arms
were splayed wide while her fingers flexed and clawed
the bed. Her mouth hung open and her breath shuddered
between her moans of ecstasy. I reached up with my
free hand and grabbed a nipple and peaked and rolled
it around. The extra sensation was too much and Tammy
screamed out, "Oh GOD! Oh God, Oh God... Uhhh Uhhh Uhhh.
Now. I'm Cumming."

My face was flooded with her cum and I felt the spasms
deep in her cunt as she went over the top and into a
mind-blowing orgasm. Her hands wrapped around my head
pulling my face hard against her pussy her fingers
digging into the scalp. I sucked and licked for all I
was worth as she bucked against my face. My nose was
buried in her pubic hair and my mouth was filled with
her pussy. Soon I realized I wasn't breathing and
tried to pull back only to have her pull even harder.
I quit licking and sucking and within a few seconds
she relaxed and I was able to draw back and take a
deep breath. 'Damn,' I thought. 'I guess that would be
a good way to die but I'm glad it isn't today.'

Tammy collapsed back breasts heaving and sweat
glistening on her body. I moved up next to her and
took her in my arms. Her eyes opened and she pulled my
head to hers and kissed me deeply licking her pussy
juice off my face. "Um. I can see why you like to lick
me."

"That's not the only reason," I said. "I like to watch
you cum."

"Oh God, Mike. That was my hardest cum ever. It was
just so intense. Everything you were doing just made
it so intense. I don't think I'll be able to do
anything I'm so sensitive now." A disappointed look
must have crossed my face because she reached up and
stroked my cheek. "Poor baby. Are you horney?" She
reached down and found my distended prick. "Oh yes. I
bet you are all backed up. Do you have cum you need to
release?"

"Oh yes. I do," I answered.

"My pussy is too sensitive and I don't want to take it
in my mouth." She paused but I could see some thought
in her mind and the way she said that I knew she was
teasing me. My mind raced. What is she thinking? We
had done some mutual masturbation. Maybe that's it.

"Mike. You were the first man in my pussy. You were
the first man in my mouth. I still have one place.
Don't you think you should be the first one there?"
She wanted me to fuck her in the ass! She had the
smallest little ass I had ever seen. The time I had
put my finger up her ass it had nearly been squeezed
to death. What would it be like to have my cock up her
tight hot back passage?

"Oh baby. I'm not sure we can. You're so small. It
might hurt."

"I want it. I want you to fuck me. This is the last
time we get to do it until I'm eighteen. I want to do
everything with you. Please fuck me. Fuck me that
way." Her hand was stroking my cock. How could I so
no?

I jumped out of bed and grabbed some Vaseline from the
bathroom. Tammy had rolled over and her ass was
sticking up in the air. Her face was lust personified.
She didn't look worried at all. She wanted to get
fucked and she wanted it badly. 

I got behind her and admired her little ass. She had a
trim little butt that hadn't grown into mature
womanhood yet. I thought, I should have noticed her
ass before. It was a teen's butt. Not a mature woman.
I spread the Vaseline around her asshole and between
the cheeks. I grabbed a big dollop of the stuff and
started to insert it into her tight little bunghole.
Tammy moaned and said, "Yes. That feels good. I've
wanted this Mike. I want you to fuck me. Please do it.
Do me."

Her words energized me. Now I wanted to fuck her hard.
I wanted to slam her ass and make her cum. I spread
the Vaseline over my cock and then stuck two fingers
up her ass. Her little brown hole opened up and
clamped down on them. "Relax sweetie. You need to
relax the muscles so I can." I felt her relax and my
two fingers started moving easily in her ass. I
inserted a third finger and I felt the muscles stretch
even further open. I put my cock at the entrance to
her ass and as I pulled my fingers out I slid my cock
into the opening.

"Oh Jesus," Tammy moaned. "Oh stop." The head of my
cock had just popped past the ring of her ass when I
paused.

"Are you ok?" I asked.

"Wait." She rolled her ass around my cock and I felt
the muscles of her sphincter relax again. "Hmm, ok,
that's better. It hurt for a second but now it feels
good again. Oh God. I can't believe you are doing me
this way."

As her muscles relaxed I started to push again. The
feeling was incredible. My cock was sliding down her
hot buttery asshole. It was tighter than anything I'd
ever felt before. Her ass was squeezing my cock and I
felt little rhythmic contractions along the length. I
bottomed out and looked at Tammy's face. Her eyes were
closed and she mouth was open. 

"Oh Mike. Fuck me, please. I want it. Fuck my tight
little ass." Hearing the hot dirty profanity coming
from her sixteen-year-old mouth was too much. I pulled
back and then slid home gain. I grabbed her around the
waist and sent my cock all the way so it was deep in
her ass. Her tight little asshole practically peeled
the skin off my cock it was so tight. I watched as her
brown hole pushed in with each down stroke and then
pulled out trying to keep my cock inside with each
backstroke. I knew I wasn't going to last long. I was
already turned on and now feeling this incredible hot
and tight ass wrapped around my cock I felt the cum
boiling in my balls. I could have cum right then but I
tried to hold back. Christ, I didn't want to cum so
soon. My first anal fuck with this beautiful young
girl and oh Lord, I wanted it to last.

"Oh shit," Tammy screamed. "I'm cumming. Please cum in
my ass. I want to feel you cum." So much for holding
back. As soon as she said that I felt the first spasm
deep in my balls. 

"I'm cumming," I screamed. A powerful spasm shook my
body as the first geyser of cum tore the length of my
cock and spurted deep in Tammy's bowels. The hot cum
boiled up and out as shot after shot of cum erupted
and buried itself in her ass. I grabbed her hips to
keep myself from falling as the most intense spasms I
had ever felt shook my body.

"I feel it," she moaned. "I feel it. Oh God. Oh yes.
Keep cumming. Yes yes yes. I'm cumming."

As the last small tremor of cumming coursed through me
I fell back. My cock pulled out from her tight back
passage with an audible pop. I looked and saw dribbles
of frothy cum ringing her brown hole, which hadn't
closed entirely. A dibble of cum ran down from her ass
toward her pussy, which was wet with her cum. 

Tammy collapsed on the bed. When we regained our
senses Tammy snuggled up and said." Thank you. I
wanted you to be the first to do everything."

"Thank you," I said. "God, Tammy. I've always wanted
to do that. I didn't know it would be like that."

"Was it good?" she asked.

"Good? It was incredible. You are the best lover." I
kissed her.

"I thought I was doing it for you. I knew you wanted
to and I wanted you to remember it the whole time we
are apart. I wanted you to be thinking about it and
wanting to do me again when I'm eighteen. Will you
fuck me in the ass again when I'm eighteen?"

"Oh yes. I'll fuck you anytime you want. I promise."

She nuzzled in to my chest and kissed me. "I came too.
I didn't think I would cum that way." We lay like that
for a long time before we got cleaned up and fell into
a deep sleep. My dreams were troubled. Wild scenes of
unbridled sex were mixed with handcuffs and lawyers.

Chapter 6

The next day we made it to LA. Her house was in a
typical LA suburb. Swimming pools, palm trees and
smog. It was Tuesday and both her parents worked so
the house was empty. I helped her unload her gear. 

We were standing in her bedroom and I knew it was
time. "I've got to be going."

"Oh Mike," she threw her arms around me. "I'm so
scared I won't ever see you again."

"If you want to see me you will. Remember your
promises and I'll keep mine. I don't want any high
school dropout."

"You keep your promise."

I patted my pocket. "Here's your address and phone and
birthday. It's on my calendar." I walked out, jumped
in the van and headed north.


Two years later I picked up the phone and dialed the
number on a yellowed piece of paper. I heard a voice,
"Hello?"

"Tammy?"

"MIKE! You called!" I could hear her jumping with
excitement.

"Of course. I promised."

"I'm so glad you called. I've worried that you
wouldn't remember and you wouldn't call. Where are
you?"

"At home. Am I in trouble?" I didn't know what had
happened when she got home.

"What? Oh you mean the cops? No. My parents called the
cops when I left so I had to talk with them. I told
them I had hitchhiked around getting rides from
truckers. That you found me in Utah and brought me
home. I'm not sure they believed me but there was
nothing for them to do. My parent's think you saved me
from a life of drugs and prostitution. That's what the
cops had told them usually happened to runaways. So
really, you're a hero."

"Aren't they going to be surprised when I show up
now?" I couldn't see how this was going to be easy.

"No," she answered. "I've been telling them that I
have a crush on you but you said I had to wait till I
was eighteen. I already told them I was going to make
you my boyfriend as soon as I was eighteen. They kinda
laughed at first. But I told them again last night. My
Dad started to get angry but Mom said, if a woman
keeps a man in her heart for two years nobody else
could change that. Dad got quiet and Mom said, I hope
he makes you happy."

"Haven't you had any boyfriends?"

"NO! Have you?"

"Nope," I answered. "No boyfriends." I laughed.

"Girlfriends," she said shrilly.

"None of them either. I guess you are stuck with me."

"Mike. I want you tonight. You promised."

"I promised I would be back in your life if you wanted
me."

"I want you," she protested.

"When do you graduate?"

Puzzled, she answered, "Next month on the 12th."

"Check your mail for a plane ticket and have your bags
packed."

"I can't bring everything on a plane," she said.

I chuckled. "Let's start with a week."

"It's been too long. I want more than a week," she
objected.

"We've got all the time we want. Don't be greedy. I'll
see you in a month."

"I love you." I heard as I slowly put the receiver
down.


A month later I was waiting at gate 27 at San
Francisco International. I watched the Boeing 737 taxi
up to the gate. She was the fifth person off. She
looked just as beautiful, no even more beautiful. She
had filled out into young womanhood. Her hips were
more rounded and she now had nice C cup tits under a
tight sweater. The way they bounced I could tell they
were all natural and not restrained by a bra. She
flowed into my arms and we kissed passionately. I
noticed several people staring at the sight. It wasn't
exactly May December, more like March September but we
sure didn't look like the usual couple. I knew I would
have to get used to this or never show affection in
public.

I took her arm and headed for the baggage area. "I'm
so glad you came."

"Mike, I haven't cum yet and I can't wait." She smiled
at my flustered look. "Let's go to your place... now."

"Maybe we should get your luggage first."

"Ok. But then you have to take me straight to bed. I
missed out on two years and I want to make up for it
now."

Forty-five minutes later we pulled into my place. Five
minutes after that Tammy was leading me the hand into
the bedroom. "Kiss me. I've missed you so much."
Seconds after that our clothes were in a pile on the
floor and we were horizontal in bed.

I admired her body now that it was in my bed and all
mine. Her breasts had filled out. They were a nice C
cup but with the same small aureoles and pointy
nipples. I watched them move. They weren't saggy at
all. Christ, they were perfect tits. I've always liked
smaller firm tits to giant ones. Her belly was still
flat. Her waist hadn't changed but since her hips had
widened it looked smaller. Her bush had filled in
some. Now it was a well-defined triangle. I wondered
if she shaved to keep it so shapely. Her skin was
flawless. No ugly tattoos or piercing.

"Like what you see?" she asked.

"Oh yes. You look good enough to eat," I answered
smiling.

"Oh Mike. I've waited so long," she husked. "Please..."

I leaned down and kissed her breast. Tammy lay back
and brought her hands to my head holding my face
against her. "Suck it. Please." I took her nipple into
my mouth laving it with my tongue as I sucked around
it. I felt it stand up and swell in my mouth. I
switched to her other tit. Back and forth until both
were coated with saliva. 

Tammy's hips were churning on the bed and I could
smell the musky scent of her arousal. My cock was hard
and didn't want to wait any longer to feel her
surrounding it. I pulled her over on top of me as I
lay back. She kissed me hotly while rubbing against
me. Her pubes ground against my cock. With every
squirming move her pussy moved closer to the head of
my rod. Finally, she moved high enough and I felt it
pop up and press against her wet and hot labia. She
pressed back and I slid into her vagina. One inch, two
inches slowly sliding inside. It was exquisite torture
feeling my cock slowly being sucked up inside her
tight channel. Tammy stopped with my cock half way in
and sat up holding herself up with her hands on my
chest.

"Oh God," she said. "I have been dreaming about this
for two years. Feeling you inside me. Every night I
would dream about you fucking me again and I would get
so hot. My pussy would be dripping wet and I would
have to touch myself." She continued to work my cock
deeper during her monologue. She hit bottom, my cock
buried to the hilt. "Hmm, I love it when you have me
filled up like this. I'm all stretched and feel so
full. The only thing that's better is when you fill me
up with your cum. Do you want to cum in me?"

"Jesus yes." I thrust my hips lifting her off the bed
and dropped back so that she was on the end of my cock
before gravity pulled her back and my cock lanced into
her again.

"YES!" Tammy screamed. She commenced running her pussy
along my cock, a slow sensuous stroking motion that
was driving me wild. For some reason, I never cum when
I'm on the bottom so I can go all night like that.
Tammy continued her slow fucking of my cock her eyes
closed. I put my hands on her tits and rubbed her
nipples and tits. She moaned and picked up the pace. I
moved my hips in little circles as she bounced up and
down. It was getting to her and I knew she was close
to cumming. She threw back her head and a flush spread
across her chest.

"Yes, yes, now... I'm cumming, Oh God, Yes," as she
pounded her pussy down on my cock as hard as she
could. She stroked down on my cock slowly losing
momentum as the orgasm peaked and faded. Finally, she
lost all power and collapsed on my chest. Her muscles
rippled along the length of my shaft as she came down
from her high. I held her and petted her back.

Recovered she looked up and kissed me. "It was better
than I remember," she said. "I love you."

"My turn," I said. I rolled her over and got behind
her. She lifted her butt in the air. I looked down at
her glistening slit. Her ass had become more womanly.
She no longer was so narrow in the hips. More to hold
onto, I thought. Her pussy was red with desire as I
lined up my pole with her distended pussy lips. Still
flush from her cum her lips were spread wide and
covered with her natural lubricant so I slid in with
no resistance.

"Oh Mike, I want you in me deep. I love it when we
fuck this way. You get so deep. I can feel you all the
way in me," as she pushed back against me. I grabbed
her hips and pulled my self in even deeper. Damn she
felt wonderful. I pulled back and buried my cock into
again and again. I love doggie because I can watch my
cock disappearing inside my lover. When I pulled back
her pussy was so tight that it clung to my cock and I
could see it being pulled out before disappearing
again as I pushed deeply into her body. Her cute
little ass winked at me. I wanted to fuck her there
too. Goddamn, I wanted to make up for the two years in
one night. My mind was filled with these thoughts and
combined with the previous stimulation it became too
much. Without warning I felt the cum boiling up out of
my balls. "Oh shit," I cried out. "I'm cumming," as I
felt the first spasm. My hips jerked forward and I
slapped against her ass as the cum gushed from my
cock.

"I feel it," Tammy yelled. "Your cum is filling me up.
Yes, let me have it. Give it to me. Give me your cum."

I pounded into her as gusher after gusher of cum
unloaded from my balls. The last few spasms were dry
and I fell across her and we crashed to the bed. My
cock slipped from her slit and the cum ran out and
puddled on the bed. The smell of well-fucked woman
filled the air. Damn I had missed her tight little
body.

After we had recovered and lay cuddled I asked her,
"You keep saying how long you've waited. Didn't you
have any boyfriends?"

"I love you. I didn't want any boyfriends." I kissed
her.

"So, no sex for two years?" I asked. She hesitated. I
thought, what? "You did say no boyfriends. Casual sex
maybe?"

"No, I didn't have sex with any boys." Hmm, why the
qualification?

"Tammy, I'm getting the feeling there is something you
should tell me." She looked at me and I could see the
mental conflict. "Tammy, you can tell me. I knew when
we parted that we hadn't made promises of chastity."

"Well, I did get really horney. I mean, you made me
want sex so much. My best friend, Erin was over one
night and we were talking about sex. I told her how
much I missed it and she had never experienced it. So,
we just sort of, well, helped each other get off."

"Using you hands?"

She blushed, "Yes. Well, that time. We liked it so
much that we did it several times after that. Maybe
the third time she said she had seen women in one of
her Dad's porn movies go down and she offered to do it
to me. After that we did it to each other."

"How long did you two do each other?" I asked.

"Whenever she had a boyfriend we didn't. But when she
didn't have a boyfriend, well, we both got horney. So
off and on for the whole time."

I wrapped her in my arms and said, "So my horney baby
didn't go completely without. Tammy, I'm glad. I want
you to be happy." I kissed her.

"Mike? One more thing. When she found out I was coming
up to see you..."

"Yes?"

"She asked if she could come up too."

"To visit?"

"Well, after we started to de each other we started
telling each other about the times we had sex. And her
boyfriends never could really satisfy her like you do
me. She asked if we could all get together. You know.
All share a bed. She really wants to have sex with a
man who knows how. I know men like the idea so I
thought you might like it. Would you like to have Erin
and me in bed at the same time?" My cock immediately
filled and stood up. Tammy looked at it and smiled, "I
guess that's my answer."

Chapter 7

A week later we were back at the airport picking up
Erin. She was a redhead complete with freckles and the
fairest white skin. She looked like something from an
ad campaign for Ireland. She was about the same height
as Tammy and similar build but with smaller tits. A
nice B cup I estimated.

I took the girls out to dinner and then up to
Telegraph hill to look at the lights of the city.
Tammy was acting antsy. I looked at her and she said,
"I can't wait. Let's go home and go to bed." I didn't
have to be asked twice.

I was a bit uncomfortable standing at the foot of the
bed. The girls were in the bath getting 'ready.' Damn,
I thought. I've never done anything like this before.
I mean, yeah, I've had two girl fantasies. What man
hasn't? But now I was minutes away from living that
fantasy out. And the two women were hot looking
eighteen-year-old babes. Things like this don't really
happen, do they? I stripped out of my clothes and lay
down in the middle of the bed. My nervous tension kept
me from getting erect.

The door opened and two beautiful women were
backlighted. Two Goddesses, proudly naked, sauntered
into the room. Tammy looked eager and excited. Erin
was smiling but looked a little apprehensive. 

"Who goes first?" Tammy asked.

I wasn't worried about me backing out and I sure
wasn't worried about my randy little Tammy. But Erin
definitely was looking scared. She needed to be
encouraged and I knew the best way was to get her in
between us. Her old lover and her new lover would meld
and become her lovers. "I think the guest of honor
should be first don't you?" looking at Erin.

"Yeah." Tammy said looking at Erin who blushed a
little. Tammy pushed her toward the bed. She resisted
and then climbed into the middle.

I smiled at her and then said to Tammy, "Let's make a
sandwich with Erin in the middle."

Tammy jumped in the bed snuggled into Erin side and
said huskily, "Let's make it a sex sandwich." She
looked in Erin's eyes and slowly lowered her head.
Their lips touched. The electricity of the kiss jolted
my cock into full erection. What is it about watching
girl-girl sex that is so erotic? God, it was revving
up my hormones to dangerous levels. They were kissing
passionately now and I could tell they had plenty of
practice. Erin hands were rubbing Tammy's tits and
tweaking her erect nipples. 

I could have watched forever but I wanted to make this
twosome a threesome. I leaned over Erin's body. Her
ivory skin shone in the soft light. Her red nipples
stood out for the pale white skin of her tits. I stuck
out my tongue and flicked it over her nipples. Erin
moaned with the first touch and her nipples crinkled
in lust. I sucked her nipple into my mouth running my
lips up and down while sucking it. It was wet with my
saliva. I looked down across her belly at the thatch
of red hair in her triangle. Tammy was wildly kissing
her so I moved down toward that red forest. I moved
between her legs, which parted for me. The lips parted
and her inner depths were exposed to my eyes. She was
wet and the aroma of woman wafted up to me. I had to
taste her and buried my face in her crotch. The first
touch of my tongue on her clit caused her hips to
buck. I lapped the length of her slit spreading her
wetness. Oh God, I wanted to make her cum. I brought
my mouth back up to her clit and sucked the whole
thing in. Flicking my tongue rapidly back and forth I
kept sucking at the same time. The attack on her clit
was having its desired effect. Her juices flowed and
covered my chin and soaked my beard. Her hips mimicked
the fucking motions as I hung on to her and kept my
face glued to her pussy. Tammy was sucking her nipple
now and Erin threw back her head. She held Tammy's
head against her tit. Her bucking picked up speed and
I matched the increased urgency of her movements. She
was close.

"Oh. Yes..." she moaned. I ran my finger up inside her
clenching pussy and hit her G spot. That was it. I
felt her pussy walls clamp down on the finger and then
begin rippling in spasms. "AHHHHH," she screamed.
"Cumming, yes, yes Oh God..."

I hung on as her bucking slowed and I slowed my licks
at her clit finally stopping as her motions stopped.
My hand was drenched in her cum. I looked up at Tammy
who smiled at me and mouthed silently, "We really made
her cum." 

Erin was wasted. Tammy came down and kissed me. "I
like the taste of woman on you. Can I be next?"

"It would be my pleasure." Tammy lay back next to Erin
and I pulled her legs up and over my back. Her pussy
was puffy with arousal. This wouldn't take long. I
lapped her slit, which opened like a flower and
exposed her labia and clit to me. This was no time for
teasing and I sucked her clit in just like I had done
Erin seconds before. Tammy grabbed my head and pulled
my face into her spasming twat. In less than a minute
Tammy was screaming out her orgasm and falling back on
the bed.

Two women, two cums and my face was soaked in girl
juice.

Erin had recovered and had watching Tammy's wild cum.
"God," she said. "I've never watched someone cum
before, I mean where I just watched. It made me hot
again." When I had thought about this first threesome
I had decided that I wouldn't fuck Erin as I didn't
want Tammy jealous. But looking at her beautiful body
spread before me that resolve evaporated. I crawled
over her and kissed her deeply. I lowered my body over
hers and lined up my cock with her pussy. I couldn't
wait and rubbed the head of my cock around her pussy
lubricating it. "Oh yes. That feels good. Please, do
it. Please." How could a gentleman say no?

My hips moved forward and soon I was buried to the
hilt in Erin's tight red-haired pussy. She wrapped her
arms around me. "Oh, that feels good. Tammy told me
you'd feel good." Her hips were moving against mine as
I held still. "I want it," she said. I pulled out at
started the bump and grind. Erin met every thrust and
we climbed up the orgasm peak together. Our bellies
were creating a lewd slapping sound. I wasn't going to
last long. I tried to hold on just a little longer.
Don't cum yet... I felt her spasm and her fingers dug
into my back. "I'm cumming..." I felt a tremor deep in
my body and the cum rushed from my balls and exploded
into Erin's tight grasping vagina. Her pussy was
draining the cum from me as contraction after
contraction gripped my balls. I wanted to scream but
didn't have the energy as my being was enveloped by
the intense orgasm I was experiencing. A few last
contractions and I stopped, holding my self up I felt
Erin rubbing her pussy around the base of my pole in
post-orgasmic tremors. I collapsed to her side. "Oh,"
she said as my cock slipped out.

Tammy snuggled up against one side while Erin had the
other. "That looked like fun."

"Oh yes. Tammy you were right. He is a good lay"

"Told you so," Tammy said smiling. "Can I be in the
middle this time?"

I groaned, "No. I'm not going to be any good for
days."

"We'll see," Tammy smiled and reached for my cock.
"Mike, with both of us here you are just going to have
to learn to keep us both satisfied." 

Could this really be a permanent thing? I get to have
two beautiful young women every night? The idea sent
messages straight to my cock, which pulsed and began
growing in Tammy's hand. "That's better. This is going
to be so good. I love you both." She kissed Erin and
then me before straddling my cock and sitting on it.
All I could think of was, I get to do this every
night. 

The old song came into my head, Heaven, this is
Heaven...


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