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WARNINGS: This story depicts consensual sexual
activity between men and women, or women and women. No
testing on animals was involved 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 continue to get each other pregnant in increasing
numbers so that we have more 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.


                               Sparks Fly

I opened the front door to pick up the morning paper.
The house across the street was hidden behind a
network of toilet paper hanging from the tree. 

I smiled. Looks like somebody got their house papered.
I remembered the time my friends and I papered Sue's
house. I had a crush on Sue and talked my friends into
papering her house. We stopped at Safeway and bought
thirty rolls. We parked down the street and snuck up
to the house. It was after 11 and the only
illumination was from a street light down the block. I
threw the first roll high into her tree and watched as
it bounced down through the branches trailing toilet
paper behind. It bounced a few feet from me. Another
heave and another and quickly we were creating a
forest of paper hanging from the tree. My friends were
working on the other tree as well. We were down to the
last few rolls when we heard the front door open. The
four of us took off down the street like a shot. Poor
Greg was trailing well behind. We piled into the car
and started the car letting it inch down the street as
Greg pounded up the sidewalk. As soon as he hit the
back seat we sped off laughing like crazy men. Sue
found out at school the next week that I instigated
the whole thing. She was mad at all of us, especially
me. Oh well. Another strike out on the love life
front.

I looked over again and wondered whose love life was
going to suffer. I picked up the newspaper and went
back into the house to have breakfast. Later that
morning I went by the front windows and saw the
neighbor girl out trying to clean up the mess. She was
using a rake to try to get the paper out of the tree.
That was going to be next to impossible using a
four-foot rake. 

Well, I thought. Maybe this is my chance to make up
for my little escapade with Sue. I could use some good
Karma. I walked across the street.

"Hi."

She looked over. "Hi," she said with a hint of
desperation in her voice.

"Need help?"

I saw what looked like a tear forming, "Yeah."

"Hey, it's not that bad."

"Yes it is," she countered. "My dad was so mad this
morning that he said I was grounded for the rest of
summer vacation unless I got this cleaned up before he
got home."

"I suppose this isn't the time for me to say summer is
almost over anyway," with a smile and a little bit of
a laugh.

She forced a smile. "No, it isn't. I start my senior
year next week. I don't want to spend what's left of
my last summer vacation grounded."

"Well, I owe somebody a favor. I had a crush on a girl
and talked my friends into papering her house. So I
guess I still owe somebody a clean up. Might as well
be you."

"Did you really papered somebody's house?" 

"Not last week. When I was a teenager. I'll get my
ladder and be right back." I have a metal ladder that
makes a ten-foot A frame but also folds out straight
as a twenty-foot ladder. I grabbed it and my pruning
stick, which extends out about ten feet. With the
ladder, me and the stick I figured to reach well into
the tree.

She was still working on the lower branches when I
returned. I unfolded the ladder and set it against the
trunk. I headed up with the pruning stick. It was a
real pain getting the fragile paper out of the tree.
It ripped; it caught on lower branches. The August
temperature made the late morning steamy. Pretty soon
I was sweating, dirty, scratched and cursing under my
breath.

I headed down the ladder. She glanced up as I
descended. I saw her eyes get a little wide. I
remembered that I hadn't put briefs on under my
running shorts. She was probably getting a show. She
turned her head when she realized that I was watching
her. There appeared to be a slight blush on her neck.
Maybe it was from the heat. "I think I need a break."

She turned back toward me now that I was at ground
level. "Me too. Do you want something to drink?" she
asked.

I said the first thing that popped into my head.
"Yeah, an ice cold beer."

"Ok," as she headed into her house. She was back in
seconds with two beers. I cast a glance at the beers
and then a pointed look at her. She handed me one of
the beers. "I'm old enough."

I took the beer, popped the top and drew in a long
cold swig. My God. Is there anything to equal the
taste of a cold beer on a hot, sweaty summer day? Even
if it is Coors instead of a real beer it tasted
downright wonderful. "By the way, we haven't been
introduced. I'm Mike."

"Jenn. So you papered a girl's house?"

I smiled. "Yep. I had a crush on Sue. I talked my
friends into papering her house. When she found out it
was me she was pissed. She balled me out 'cuz it took
her hours to clean it all up. Wouldn't talk to me
after that. Sure was a fast way to ruin the love
life."

"You had one to ruin," under her breath. I pretended
not to hear her say that. Looking off she added, "It
wasn't a boy who did this. I know it was my
girlfriends. They were out last night, had some beer
and decided to do it. Cindy called me this morning to
confess." Looking at me again she asked, "What did Sue
look like?"

"She was beautiful." I looked at Jenn. "Actually, she
looked a lot like you."

"But pretty."

"Jenn, you're beautiful. Quit it. I don't like false
modesty." I watched her face and realized she didn't
think she was pretty. "You don't think you're pretty
do you?"

She glanced down at her chest which admittedly didn't
create much of an impression on her T-shirt. "No. Boys
think someone like Brittany Spears is beautiful. Not
me."

"Brittany Spears?" I choked on the beer. "That slut?
Jenn, be happy you don't look like her. She's already
had so many surgeries the doctors will have to put
zippers in. In twenty years they'll be pulling out all
that crap they're putting in now and she'll look like
an old sack of potatoes."

She laughed, then turned serious. "She's not a slut,
she's a virgin."

"Yeah," I answered. "And so is Madonna." She laughed
at that. "She acts like one. If you're gonna act like
one, people have a right to consider you one."

"I hear the boys dissing her songs and they call her a
bopper and say only freshman like her. At the same
time they're drooling over her picture."

"No, boys think she acts like a slut and they
fantasize about her. They're impressed by the silicone
and the fame. That's way different." I shook my head.

"I'm not pretty. I still don't have a boyfriend."

She's not pretty because she doesn't have a boyfriend?
"Jenn. Your looks don't change when you have a
boyfriend. Take my word. I'm not impressed by silicone
and know real beauty when I see it." 

She laughed again when I said silicone. "But I can't
get a boyfriend. If I looked like Brittany I could,
silicone and all."

"No, I'm sorry but you're wrong Jenn. Looks, or
plastic um... enhancements can't get you a boyfriend.
Looking like Brittany won't either. What it will get
you is a boy, but not a friend." She looked
thoughtful. I let her digest that for a minute. 

She looked at me. "Did Sue really look like me?"

"Yeah, a lot."

"So why didn't you become her boyfriend? It wasn't
just the paper."

"No. You're right. I wasn't mature enough. Mature
enough to know how to treat a woman. Mature enough to
let her know how I really felt about her. I played too
many games, like papering her yard. I should've just
let her know how much I liked her. I was too insecure
to be open and straight up. It took me years to learn
that."

"I wish a boy would let me know he likes me."

"Jenn, there are boys who like you. They just don't
know how to go about letting you know. Don't worry,
they'll figure it out soon enough. If I was younger
I'd be chasing you myself."

She gave me a strange look. "You would?"

"Sure. You're beautiful. We can have an intelligent
conversation. You laughed at my jokes. That's all you
need to start. After that, it's finding out if you can
grow together as a couple." I threw the empty can down
and stood up. "Come on. Let's get this done."

Back in the tree I noticed Jenn moving around picking
up the paper as it fell. She kept moving around and
glancing almost guiltily up at me. I figured I was too
high for her to see much. I took it as a compliment
that she was sneaking peaks.

A while later I stood looking up into the tree. There
were a few scraps left. The first rain would wash
those away. I was sure dad would be happy it looked as
good as it did. I grabbed my stuff and said to Jenn,
"I think it's good enough to keep you out of trouble."

She was picking up the last scraps from the lawn and
looked up. "Great." Looking at me now, "Thank you,
Mr..."

"Mike."

"Thank you Mike. I won't be in prison the rest of the
summer."

I laughed and headed across the street. I called back,
"Looks like you're a free woman." She waved and bent
down to pick up the last remnants. 

                              Electric Nights

That night Jenn lay in bed. The lights were out and
the window open. It was still warm and she threw the
covers off. She started thinking about the day. Mike
was sure a nice guy. He worked so hard helping her.
Did he really think she was pretty? He was kind of
good looking. He had the nicest eyes, gentle and
expressive. When he smiled at her they lit up. He had
a nice chest. He wasn't a body builder. But it was
nice. He had short dark hair that made him look, well,
manly, without looking primitive. She remembered how
his chest glistened when he climbed down from the
tree. Watching him climb down the ladder the legs on
his shorts gaped open and she could dimly see his
genitals. The image was indistinct but it caused the
heat to rise in her face. She wondered if she had
blushed. She saw him looking at her. She remembered
turning away in embarrassment. She couldn't stop
herself from glancing up when he was back in the tree
hoping to get a better look. In the night she started
to imagine what he would look like without the shorts.

She was tossing on the bed. The night seemed to be
getting warmer. Did she really look like the girl he
was in love with? Would he want to kiss her like she
was Sue? She began to fantasize about Mike and...

...It was morning again and they sat on the lawn. This
time Mike told her how beautiful she was and leaned
toward her. She moved her head up and their lips
touched. They kissed and tongues began dancing
together.

...They parted and Jenn asked, "Would you like to come
in and get something to drink?"

..."Yes." Mike followed her into the house. Jenn
stopped in the front room and Mike came to her,
pulling her into his arms. They kissed and she felt
herself molding to his body He was hot and her hands
felt the heat of his skin on his back. Her breasts
pressed against his bare chest. Her nipples were
pressed against his chest. She felt his muscles ripple
against her as his arms moved to seize her. His lips
seized hers and she felt herself melting.

She tossed in her bed again coming to rest on her
back. Her hand lay on her chest. She could feel her
hard nipple through her nightie. Her palm pressed
against her nipple like his chest would have.

...Mike kissed her until she felt her will to resist
dissolve. She knew he felt it also. She was his. She
wanted to surrender to him. He picked her up in his
strong arms and carried her into her bedroom. He lay
her on her bed. She watched mesmerized as he removed
the shorts he was wearing. His cock looked just as she
thought it would. Just like the one she has seen in
Playgirl. He lay on the bed covering her with his
body. She could feel his chest rubbing her nipples,
mashing them, stimulating them. They kissed. She was
lost in an ocean of desire. She wanted him. She ran
her hands over his back feeling the wetness from his
exertions. He removed her shirt and then her bra. He
bent to her chest and took a nipple in her mouth.

She was pulling on her nipples with both hands,
simulating the feel of his mouth on them. What would
it feel like to have Mike's mouth on them? She tried
to make her fingers into lips.

...Mike kissed her nipples and sucked them into his
mouth. He licked around her breasts. Jenn felt his
hand move across her belly. He undid her pants and his
hand trailed down lower...

Jenn's hand found the waistband of her panties. Her
fingers snaked under and trailed through her downy
hair. She could feel the heat emanating from her
pussy. Her finger ran along her labia. She pushed it
down until it parted her lips. She was wet with
arousal. Her finger trailed along her pussy and then
moved up until it touched the apex of her pussy. The
exquisite sensation brought a moan from deep in her
throat.

...Mike's finger had found her clit. He ran his finger
over her clit and then down into her pussy. He started
a slow rhythm running his finger over her, stimulating
her all along her pussy. His palm pressed down on her
making the sensations more intense. Jenn felt his
penis pressing against her. She reached out and
touched it. It was perfect. She knew it would fill her
up and make her feel so wonderful. Mike moved between
her legs, which parted, inviting him further.

Jenn pushed her panties down and off her legs. She let
her thighs part in her passion imagining that a man
was moving between them. Her hand kept moving between
her legs.

...Mike moved between her legs until his penis touched
her pussy. He kissed her gently as she felt it touch
her and then move up inside her. Oh God, it felt so
good. He began to move between her legs and she felt
the fullness in her body. Her clitoris was rubbing
against him. She was glistening with perspiration from
the exertion of their lovemaking.

Her hand moved faster between her legs. She was wet
from the hot night. She moaned as she neared her peak.
She felt it rising from deep inside. The last few
touches exactly right to her clit...

...Jenn felt him cumming inside her, filling her with
his seed. As she felt his explosion, she felt her own
orgasm start. The walls of her pussy contracted around
his cock. Her breath came in ragged gasps. Then it was
over. Jenn felt her orgasm fade.

Jenn's hand stopped moving and she lay panting in the
heat of the night. After she recovered she pulled on
her panties and pulled the sheet over her. She wished
he were here to hold her in his arms. She wanted a man
to hold her after she came. She wrapped her arms
around her pillow pulling it to her chest. She drifted
off to sleep thinking about Mike. Would he think she
was too young for him? He was right; the boys she knew
just weren't mature enough. What had he said, If he
were younger he'd be chasing me? I don't want a boy
impressed by silicone. What I need is an older man who
knows how to treat a woman. A man who would like me
the way I am, like Mike. Her eyes closed and she
drifted off into dreams of love and Mike.
 
It was hot that night as Mike lay in bed. He thought
about Jenn. Damn, she is cute. She does look a lot
like Sue. His hand slid across his stomach and found
his cock. He curled his fingers around it lightly
pulling. His mind returned to Jenn and the morning...

...He looked up at the tree. Jenn came over and
thanked him. She put her hand on his arm and looked
into his eyes. There was something in those eyes. Mike
could feel it. He invited her over to his house. When
they got to his house he said he needed a shower. Jenn
said that she needed one as well. 

Mike's cock responded to his fingers and was rising.
He wrapped his hand around it just below the head.
Squeezing it felt good. His hand started to stroke his
cock.

...He walked into the shower with Jenn following. He
pulled off his sweaty shirt as Jenn watched. He told
her to take off her clothes. She hesitated and then
started to pull off her clothes. Mike started the
shower and then dropped his shorts. Jenn was skinning
out of her clothes. She was gorgeous. Her skin was
flawless. She had an hourglass shape. It was funny
that she had seemed so flat in her shirt since in his
mind tonight she had medium size breasts. He stepped
into the shower inviting Jenn to follow. The water
splashed off her shoulder as she stepped into the
shower. Mike grabbed the soap and ran it over her
shoulders, then down her back and around to her front.
He paused below her breasts lightly circling with the
soap as Jenn held her breath. Mike smiled and moved
his soapy hands up to her breasts. The soap made his
hands slide over her nipple so softly. Jenn's eyes
were closed and her lips had parted. She looked so
sexy. Mike felt his cock pressing between her legs.

Mike's hand began to move more quickly over his cock.
He felt to the first drops of his pre-cum flowing down
his cock lubricating the motion of his hand.

...Jenn took his cock in her slippery hand and began
to stroke. He leaned over and kissed her their tongues
meeting in a lewd tango. She squeezed his cock as they
kissed. He moved forward and lifted one of her legs
wrapping it around his back. His cock found the wet
entrance to her pussy. She moaned into his mouth as he
slid his cock into her. The warm water continued to
pelt down their bodies.

...Mike was breathing hard. His hand was a blur of
motion on his cock. He felt a contraction beginning. 

...He pounded into her pussy as she begged him to cum
in her. He felt his cum rising in his balls. He poured
his cum into her pussy as she screamed out her orgasm.
Mike felt Jenn cumming on his cock as he pumped his
last few strokes into her pussy. 

The first contraction in his balls exploded and sent
the cum up his cock. He felt it land on his belly. The
second glob landed in the hair surrounding his cock
and the last few spurts coated his hand and cock. His
hand slowed and gradually came to rest holding his
softening cock. Jenn was gone.

He looked down and saw his cum covering his cock and
pooled on his stomach. He rolled out of bed and walked
into the bath. Starting the shower, Mike looked in the
mirror. Would Jenn like someone as old as him? God,
that was a good wet dream. She really did remind him
of his high school days. He stepped into the shower
letting the warm water wash the cum off. He stood with
his eyes closed in the warm spray thinking about Jenn.

                           Crossed Wires

They didn't see each other for several days. Their
dreams kept recurring. Jenn and Mike, Mike and Jenn
locked in passionate embrace. Jenn thought about Mike.
She was nervous. Mike was a man. He was used to women.
He probably had lots of experience. Would she be able
to satisfy him? 

Mike was nervous. Jenn was legally a girl even though
in the body of a woman. She was seventeen. Christ. He
could get in big trouble. Would she think he was too
old? Would she want to be with an older man?

Mike would glance out his window when he was home
hoping to see Jenn. Jenn would try to time her arrival
home from school with Mike's schedule. The connection
never happened.

On the fourth day after school had resumed, Jenn timed
it exactly. She was walking up her steps as Mike
pulled into his driveway. She paused as he got out of
his car. 'See me,' she shouted in her mind. Mike
stepped out of his car and glanced her way. 

He waved, "Hi."

A smile and Jenn waved. She stood and waited hoping he
would come over.

Mike saw her just standing and thought, 'Maybe it's my
chance.' He walked over to where she waited. "How you
doing?"

"I'm good."

"Was your Dad mad when he got home?"

"No, thank God." Jenn shook her head, "He was real
happy when he got home. I told him some friends
helped."

"You didn't tell him about me? Why not?"

Jenn blushed and glanced down. "I'm sorry. I guess I
didn't want him to think I was, you know, seeing you
or something."

"Oh. That's ok." His mind was racing. Seeing her? Why
would she say that? Could it be...? "Would you like to
come over for a while?" motioning across the street.

The idea of going to his house scared her. What if her
parents found out? Mrs. Schultz, two doors down, was a
notorious busybody. She could see his front door from
her living room. She was always sitting in her front
window watching the coming and goings. Jenn had heard
Mrs. Schultz telling too many stories to her Mom to
take that chance.

She shook her head. "No, I shouldn't." Her mind raced.
I can't go over there. I wish he would come in. "I
really appreciated you helping. You only got a beer
out of it. Would you like another?" hoping he would
say yes and she could use that as an excuse to invite
him in. Once they were alone who knows.

"No thank you," he said. He noticed that she looked
nervous or something. But he didn't know what it was.
Well, he'd given it a shot. Maybe she was just too
young. Probably better this way. He won't be getting
his neighbors pissed. "Well, I have to start dinner.
Another dinner alone." He turned and started to walk
back down the steps, "See you later."
 
That night Jenn lay in bed thinking about the
afternoon. Why hadn't he accepted the beer? What else
could I have said? That's so sad he has to eat dinner
alone. Maybe I could tell Mom that I was going to eat
dinner with him because he's alone all the time. 
Her mind drifted back. In her dream state Mike had
accepted the beer. Her hand stole down to her pussy
and lightly began rubbing. He had taken her in his
arms and soon they were making love again. Jenn's
finger stroked her clit. She felt the heat and wetness
emanating from her pussy. Her other hand stroked her
nipples. Quickly the pressure built in her loins and
she felt her pussy dripping with wetness. Her heart
was pounding, she let out a muffled moan and then her
orgasm burst upon her. 'Oh Mike,' she thought. 'Why
didn't you come in my house?'
 
That night Mike lay in bed thinking about the
afternoon. Why hadn't she accepted my invitation? What
else could I have said? Man, I would love to have her
for dinner sometime. He laughed to himself; she could
be the main course. Oh, to be between her thighs.

His mind drifted back. In his dream state Jenn had
come over to his house. Once in the house he had taken
her in his arms. His cock had come to full attention
and he wrapped his hand around it. He thought about
how he would strip her clothes and lay her on the
plush living room carpet. He was stroking his cock
now. He had been aroused off and on all evening
thinking about Jenn and the cum was already close. He
imagined fucking her on the carpet, her calling out
her passion. His heart was pounding, and he called out
her name as his orgasm burst upon him. 'Oh Jenn,' he
thought. 'Why didn't you come over to my house?'

                           A Good Connection

Mike spent a restless day at work. He left work early.
He took a different route home. It took him past the
high school. He looked at every girl walking as he
drove toward his house. There was Jenn. He pulled over
and ran the window down. "Hi."

She looked over, then realized it was him and her face
lit up. "Hi."

"Want a ride?"

"Sure." Jenn ran across the street and around to the
side. Mike pushed open the door and Jenn jumped in.

"I didn't know you came this way," Jenn said.

Mike hesitated. "I guess I don't normally." He
stumbled to a halt. Jenn looked at him with a question
in her face. "Well the truth is I was hoping you'd be
walking and I could give you a ride."

"That's nice of you. You can give me a ride every day
if you want."

"Jenn?" She looked over. "Can I ask you something?"

"Yeah."

"How come you didn't want to come over to my house? I
was just wondering if it was something I said."

Jenn shook her head. "God no. It's Mrs. Schultz. She
watches everything. If she saw me going over to your
house I know she'd tell my Mom." A faint blush rose in
her cheeks as she realized what she had just admitted.

"Oh I see." Mike looked at Jenn, 'What's she
thinking?' "If you'd like to come over I could pull
into my garage before we got out. She couldn't see
anything that way?"

Jenn looked away. Thoughts flashed through her mind.
She looked over at Mike. She'd be alone with him. She
could live out the dreams that had been tormenting
her. She could make love to Mike. Oh God, should she?
Would he think she was a skank? He would be an
experienced lover. It was too soon. But all her
friends had lovers and why should she wait? Then he
turned and smiled at her. A reassuring smile. The
mental hubbub quieted and receded, replaced by desire.
Desire that had been simmering in her body since that
first dream and now bubbled up through her body. Jenn
felt the tingly sensations in her loins, the need. The
need that only a man could fulfill. A need that her
own hand could never really satisfy. "Yeah. I'd like
that."

Mike reached over and took her hand. He pulled into
his driveway a minute later as the door went up. He
pulled straight in and hit the button before the car
even stopped. The door went down behind them. They
were together at last.

Once in his living room he invited Jenn to have a
seat. He went into the kitchen and brought out two
beers. 

When he offered it to Jenn she asked, "So I'm not too
young?"

Mike held her eyes. "No you're not too young. Am I too
old?"

Jenn's eyes got wide. She hesitated then answered. "No
you're not too old."

Mike sat next to her on the carpet and took her face
in his hands. "Jenn, I have a confession. I drove a
different route today because I was looking for you. I
wanted to give you a ride so I could tell you
something." Mike peered at her. Her face was open and
she was intent on what he was saying. A mixture of
eagerness and concern was reflected there. "I've been
thinking about you ever since that morning when we
worked together."

"Me too. I mean thinking about you." Her green eyes
looked into his with her answer. Mike leaned over and
pressed his lips to hers. She returned the kiss their
lips working together. 

Mike pulled back and started to breathe again. He
hadn't felt like this since he was a teenager. The
wonder, the awe, the empty feeling in his stomach all
mish mashed together. "Wow."

"Yeah, wow," smiled Jenn. Her smile drew him forward
and their lips met again. She parted her lips as they
touched his and he accepted the invitation. She felt
him explore her mouth and then draw her to him. She
explored his mouth and then his tongue took over. His
hand moved to her arm. She shivered. It traced up
along the curve and along her bare shoulder. The touch
of his skin on her bare skin was electric. His fingers
glided to the base of her neck and up until he cupped
her face. She felt herself surrendering to him, being
controlled by him. She was lost in the wonderful
kisses. His hand left her face and she felt it trail
across her chest and over her blouse until it reached
her breasts. She stiffened and it stopped just above
her breast, the finger resting against her chest.
Again his lips absorbed her attention and she relaxed.
The fingers moved slowly down and around her breasts
never quite touching it. Down around and back again,
teasing her. Seconds before she was stiffening from
the thought of his hand touching her breast, now she
desired it. She moved her breast toward the hand as it
moved up and she felt her nipple press into the palm.
It pressed against her breast molding itself over and
around. His lips left hers and she felt a pang of
loss. Mike trailed his lips down to her neck. They
gently nipped and kissed her neck. She felt him press
against her and she felt herself falling back gently
until she lay on the carpet. He kissed lower until he
reached the vee of her blouse. His hand moved up and
started to work the top button loose. Jenn's eyes flew
open. "Mike wait." She scrambled to sit up.

Surprised, Mike sat back. "What?"

"My Mom is going to be home any minute. I should get
home." Jenn stood and straightened her clothes. Her
panic was quickly disappearing.

"Jenn, your Mom wasn't a worry ten seconds ago. It
wasn't until I touched your blouse. Right?" She didn't
move for a long moment and then shook her head. "Jenn,
we may have to tell little fibs to others about our
relationship. You know that?"

"Yeah. I know. My parents would never understand. But
I'm a woman. I have a right to choose who I want," She
said with some vehemence.

Mike put his hand on hers. "I know that. I wouldn't be
with you if I didn't know you are old enough. But what
I'm saying is, even though we may need to fib to
others unless we're honest with each other, it'll
never last. You know what I'm saying?"

"I'm sorry. I just panicked for a moment. It won't
happen again."

"It's ok. I don't care about that. Shoot. I'm a little
scared too." Jenn looked surprised. "No really.
Everyone gets nervous and maybe scared with someone
new. There's so much at stake in a new relationship.
Let's be open about it." Jenn shook her head. "So,
when do you need to be home?"

She smiled. "Well, Mom should be home in twenty
minutes. I should be home before her."

Mike smiled. "That gives us ten minutes to kiss." He
leaned forward again. Kissing Jenn he pressed her back
until she lay on the carpet. His hand came to her
breasts and fondled her through the blouse. After a
few minutes he again moved to the top button. This
time she didn't protest. Mike quickly unbuttoned her
blouse. He unsnapped her bra. Mike lowered his head
and ran his tongue around her breast almost touching
the areola. He felt her shudder. Over to the other
breast and then back. He let his tongue move up to her
nipple lightly flicking it. His lips settled over it
and lightly sucked it into his mouth. Jenn moaned
almost inaudibly. Mike moved over to her other nipple.
Both nipples had hardened and become a deep color from
their excitement. He moved up to kiss Jenn and her
mouth devoured his greedily, passionately.

He glanced at the time. Fifteen minutes had gone by.
Mike broke away and Jenn moaned. "Time sweetheart."

"No," she moaned.

"Yes."

"I want more."

Mike smiled. "Next time."

Jenn started to adjust her clothes. "When?"

"What are you doing Saturday?"

"Nothing." She finished buttoning her blouse and
smoothed it out. She paused for a second thinking. "I
can be away all day. If I say I'm out with my friends
I can be out till supper."

"It's a date. I'll meet you at the stop sign at 9."

"Great." Jenn was smiling and looked so desirable.
Mike leaned forward and they kissed. "Gotta go."

Mike looked out his front window toward Mrs. Schultz'
house. "Nobody in the window at Mrs. Nosy's house."
Mike opened his door. As Jenn left she threw her arms
around Mike for a last kiss and then hurried across
the street. He watched her cross the street and
disappear into the house. A few minutes later a car
pulled into the driveway. 'Close one' he thought to
himself. 

His cock was still hard. Jesus, he thought. I haven't
been turned on like this in years. He headed off to
the shower and some relief. Saturday is going to be
very interesting he thought already planning the day.

                               The Resistors Blow

Jenn was standing under the sign as he drove up. She
hopped in the car. Mike leaned over for a kiss. "Nice
way to start the day."

"Yeah. So what are we doing?"

"How about a picnic?"

Jenn face beamed. "Oh yeah. Where?"

"Up in the foothills. A place I know." Mike started
off. The drive up took about an hour the last fifteen
minutes on an unimproved dirt road. This was a place
he had found by accident on a hike. While other's
might know of it, it was behind a private property
sign and barbed wire. He expected to have it all
alone. He pulled off the lane and parked behind some
scrub trees.

"We have to walk a little." Mike grabbed the pack
holding the picnic, tablecloth and a large thick
blanket he was hoping would come in handy. "Over
here," he motioned to Jenn. Mike pulled the strand of
barbed wire apart and helped her through. He followed
her through the fence and then led her across a field.
On the other side was a small stream. About a quarter
mile upstream they came to a small waterfall which
emptied into a deep pool surrounded by large granite
rocks. He led her over to a grassy spot next to the
pool. The pool was in the bright sun but the grass was
partially shaded by the oaks growing along the banks.
"Welcome to your private pool."

Jenn looked around. "This is perfect."

Mike tossed his pack down. "Let's go for a swim."

"I didn't bring a suit."

"I didn't either," Mike said as he smiled and started
to unbutton his shirt. Jenn hesitated. Mike tossed his
shirt down and started on his shoes. "You can be a
sissy but I'm going for a swim."

"What if somebody comes."

"Jenn, we have this place to ourselves. Don't worry."
He pulled off his other shoes. He looked her way with
a challenge in his eyes.

She shrugged and pulled off her sandals. He turned his
back, dropped his jeans and walked to the pool. Mike
glanced back to see Jenn topless. She hesitated when
he looked back so he stepped on a rock and dove into
the cool refreshing pool. The water was crystalline
and he dove for the bottom about ten feet down. 

When he surfaced he saw Jenn standing on the rock. She
looked so desirable. Her body was free of blemishes,
feminine and rounded without a hint of sag. Her
breasts, though small, thrust out, the skin pearly and
perfect. A small vee highlighted the juncture of her
thighs pointing toward the treasure below. He could
see her prominent labia. Even in the cool water his
cock sprang to attention. She raised her arms and dove
in. Mike swam toward her and was close when she
surfaced. He splashed her when she opened her eyes.
She splashed back but he had turned and was swimming
away. She laughed and chased him. 

Twenty minutes later Jenn said breathlessly, "I'm
cold. I'm getting out."

"Ok, let's sun on the rock to warm up." Mike swam to a
flat rock and climbed out. He helped Jenn out. He lay
back on the rock feeling the warmth of the sun. Jenn
lay next to him. He saw her glancing at his nakedness
and felt a stirring. Too soon, he thought and willed
his rising cock to quiescence. Mike left Jenn warming
in the sun and went over to his pack. He pulled out
the blanket and spread it over the soft grass. He
setup the picnic in the middle. Mike poured a soft
Sonoma Merlot in crystal glasses.

"Hey beautiful. How about some lunch?"

Jenn raised her head and saw the repast spread out.
"Wow." She came over and sat across from Mike. She was
vaguely uncomfortable. She thought about getting
dressed but that seemed silly with Mike sitting there
naked. Mike passed her some cheese and crackers. 

Lifting his glass he said, "To a wonderful morning and
a beautiful lady."

Jenn blushed a little and raised her glass. "To a
handsome man."

"Thank you."

During the lunch Jenn kept thinking about her dreams
of Mike. Their nakedness pulled her mind along the
erotic paths she had traversed so many nights. She
looked at his cock and wondered what it would look
like aroused. What would it feel like moving in her?
She felt her own arousal as heat and moistening in her
loins. She tried to concentrate on the meal but the
erotic images keep springing unbidden into her mind.
Mike kissing her. Mike stroking her body. Mike taking
her, seizing her in his arms and making love to her.

Mike had been watching her during lunch. He saw her
glancing at his cock and licking her lips
unconsciously. He sensed her nervousness and behind
that her arousal when her nipples hardened and turned
a deeper color. By the end of lunch erotic tension
filled the air like the electricity before a
thunderstorm. He knew it was time. 

He moved the remains of lunch off the blanket. Mike
moved next to Jenn and took her face in his hand.
"You're very beautiful." He leaned down and kissed
her. The sensations and the situation had seduced
Jenn. Her mind weakened by the wine, the feeling of
warm air on her unclothed body, the touch of his bare
skin against hers and the erotic visions of the past
hour Jenn felt herself surrender to desire. She wanted
this. She had dreamed of this. Her mind begged, please
make love to me. She returned the kiss passionately.

Mike felt that passion in the kiss. It ignited his own
fire and his cock sprang to fullness. He pulled Jenn
to his chest and felt her breasts bore into his chest.
Mike gently forced her back. He moved his head down
until he could take her nipple in his mouth. He made
love to her breasts. Jenn moaned her pleasure from the
oral delights. Mike ran his hand between her legs. He
felt her already flooded with arousal. 

He had intended to go down on her to insure her
arousal and make her ready for penetration. But
feeling the wetness in her loins he realized she was
ready. Her hips moved against his hand. He moved his
body over hers. His pushed his hips forward and felt
the heat and wetness of her as his cock moved into
her. She was tight but quickly accommodated him as he
slid further into her. His cock moved deeper into her
until he felt the base of his cock rubbing against her
clitoris.

Jenn moaned from the pleasure of being filled. She
waited for Mike to begin pounding her. The few times
she had made love the boy had immediately began
flailing like a crazed rabbit. Instead, Mike moved
slowly and deeply in her. It was sensual in a way she
had never felt before. He began moving in and out,
never pounding her. It made her desire climb. She
wanted more. Now she knew what it was like to make
love. Yes. This is what she needed. A man. An
experienced lover to show her, to love her as a man
should. The boys would already have spent themselves
and she knew Mike was just starting. She quit worrying
and let the feelings take her. Mike kissed her as he
moved in her. She felt her nipple against his chest.
His cock filling her. His loins rubbing her clitoris.
His belly pressing against hers. Her desire mounted. A
fine sheen broke on her skin as her breath came in
ragged gasps. A flush spread across her chest. Mike
could feel her orgasm nearing and let his own build. 

Her orgasm took her and she felt herself shuddering as
she arched up to meet his thrusts. Her cavern flooded
as contraction after contraction spasmed in her pussy.
Jenn moaned again as she passed her peak and began the
decline into post orgasm bliss.

When her fingers dug into his back he fucked into her
his own climax taking him. Mike felt Jenn go stiff
under him as she arched up to meet his thrusts. Each
stroke of his cock into her pussy seemed to almost to
be in slow motion as he felt every sensation
completely, intensely. He felt the tension in his
balls. One more thrust and it burst. He groaned as his
cum rushed up and spent itself in Jenn. He thrust
deeply as each spasm planted his seed in her. A last
small tremor and he stopped buried deeply in her. Mike
felt his strength draining and rolled to his side
pulling Jenn with him before it faded completely so he
wouldn't crush her. She was still lost in her
post-orgasmic state and curled her head into his chest
her fingers stroking his skin. They lay quietly
together the warm air caressing their bodies as the
sounds of the woods echoed around them.

A few minutes later, Mike rolled onto his back and
said, "Thank you."

Jenn curled up next to him and put her head on his
chest. "Oh Mike. No. Thank you. I never felt anything
like that before. I didn't know it could be like
that." He looked at her and saw the look in her eyes.
It communicated something which he felt deeply but
without words to identify it. He felt his own emotions
respond. He reached down and pulled her face to his.
Their kiss was one of affection and connection as he
felt himself drawn to this girl. But she's so young
his mind objected.

Uncomfortable with the thought, Mike pushed himself
up. "Let's go for a swim and get cleaned up."

Jenn smiled and sat up. She took his hand as he helped
her up and walked hand in hand with him to the pool.
The clear water sparkled in the light. The falls
provided a musical backdrop. They swam letting the
cool water reinvigorate them.

They sunned on the rock until they were dry and warm
once again. "We should be heading back," Mike said.

"So soon?" Jenn said turning her head toward him.

"Yeah. It's a ways and we don't need to arouse any
suspicions." Mike pulled on his clothes and packed
away the picnic while Jenn slowly dressed. 

"I wish we could stay here," she said.

"No," Mike said looking around. "What makes this place
special is only seeing it rarely. If you lived here it
wouldn't be special."

"It will always be special for me. It was my first
time."

Mike turned around. "What? You didn't tell me that."

Jenn laughed. "I didn't know." She laughed again at
the confusion on Mike's face. "It wasn't the first
time I had sex. But it was the first time I made
love." Mike smiled and took her in his arms. "I didn't
know it was going to be my first time until you made
it so wonderful." They came together lips touching in
moment of intense intimacy. Lovers.

Mike stepped back stirred and a little surprised by
his emotions. He had expected to be in charge of
things. To find himself being carried along by his
emotions was unsettling. "Jenn, I'm not sure what to
say. I didn't expect to feel like this so soon." She
looked at him expectantly. "What I'm trying to say
is... well, I like you a lot, maybe even love you."

Jenn threw her arms around him and clutching him
almost desperately. "Oh Mike. I feel like that too."

Disentangling himself Mike held her by the shoulders.
"Jenn, it's happened so quickly."

"Does love have to be slow?"

Mike paused. "No. But we need to make sure it is
really love. Jenn, you're seventeen. It doesn't matter
to me but it will to your parents."

"I know that. I'll be eighteen in February. Can you
wait that long?"

"No. Seeing you everyday from my window. I'll run
stark naked over to your house and jump through your
bedroom window."

Jenn burst out laughing. "I'd like to see that." When
she quit laughing she took his hand. "I can't wait
that long either. Now I know why lovers are called
that. When you love someone you want to love them
completely. I want you completely and that includes
giving you my body and having your body. I was just
thinking about what they always tell girls. If he
really loves you he'll want to wait. What baloney.
Because I love you, I want you."

Mike was taken aback. He never expected to learn
something from such a young woman. She was right. And
he realized that there was more to her than her cute
body. There was a real mind that he could respect.
Mike knew at that instant that he wanted to marry this
girl, despite the age difference, despite what others
might think, despite the entire world. Overcome by the
emotion he dropped to a knee and took her hand. "Jenn,
will you marry me?"

"But you were just saying we're going to fast?"

"I know. I'm crazy. But it's crazy in love. I'm not
saying get married tomorrow. Maybe we'll wait five
years. I don't know. But I want to know you feel the
same way I do."

Jenn looked down at this man who wanted to be her
husband. A kaleidoscope of thoughts cascaded through
her mind. But over all those was an emotion. The
emotion of being wanted completely by a man she wanted
just as much. "Yes. I'll marry you."

Mike bounced up and hugged her. They kissed and
laughed at the sky all thoughts of problems banished.
Mike grabbed the pack and taking her hand started for
the car. Jenn looked at his profile as they walked. He
was so handsome and fun to be with and such a
wonderful lover. I can't believe I'm so lucky. He
looked at her smiling and he smiled. He had no idea
what the future held. He did know that whatever it
held he was happy right now and that's all that really
mattered.

Walking hand in hand they crossed the field and
entered their future.


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