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264 lines
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SUMMER SEX EDUCATION
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Professor Vick Holmes was a tired man. Since his
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divorce last year life had been lonely and boring; he went
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and taught high school because his bitch ex-wife got him
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blacklisted from every college in the state. She'd also
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sucked him dry of funds so he couldn't move elsewhere. He
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was lucky to have this job as it was.
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Summer came, and he was still desperate for money. So
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he taught summer school--sex education, in fact, and sex was
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something he'd been without for a long time. It didn't help
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standing there in front of all those students, particularly
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the nubile young girls in their short skirts and talk about
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it.
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There was one in particular he couldn't take his eyes
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off. Her name was Molly. She was a cute girl, petite,
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slender, with dark curly hair that played all about her
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shoulders and bright green eyes. She had nice, full breasts
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and long legs that really looked good to him.
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Molly was a quiet girl; she rarely raised her hand, but
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seemed to follow his lessons intently. He wasn't even sure
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how old she was. And yet he felt drawn to her, drawn to her
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luscious young body.
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He lay awake at night, masturbating wildly to fantasies
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about her: she seducing him, he seducing her. He could
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taste her, feel her warm body against his...
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Suddenly the doorbell rang. He looked out the window
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and saw Molly standing there. It was Saturday, not a school
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day; what was she doing here?
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He looked out at her, feeling his cock rise to bulge in
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his loose pants. She wore a multi-color plaid blouse with
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the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, a white mini skirt that
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clung to her slender thighs, and a pair of white high heels.
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He longed to slide between those slender thighs.
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She rang again and he opened the door. Molly stood
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there, tears on her softly freckled cheeks. "Molly, what's
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wrong?", he asked.
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"Oh, Professor Holmes", she cried, and threw herself
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against him, sobbing. He put his arms around her, his heart
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racing as he rubbed her back, trying to soothe her, desiring
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her more and more and at the same time wanting to hold her
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there against him and be just what he was supposed to be:
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her teacher.
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He closed the door and led her to the couch, sitting
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down with her. She cried freely, her slender arms around
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his neck, holding tightly to him. He could have her now. He
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could seduce her and have his way with her.
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He pushed that thought out of his mind. Molly stopped
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crying and sat up, wiping her cheeks. "It's my boyfriend,
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Bob", she sniffed. "He's seeing someone else."
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"Why?", Vick asked, his eyes travelling from her face
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to the front of her blouse. Her young nipples were erect;
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she wasn't wearing a bra.
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"Because I wouldn't sleep with him", she sniffed, her
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eyes rising to meet his. "I'm a virgin, you know."
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Vick sighed. Normally, he might have tried to seduce
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her. But a virgin...
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"That's understandable", he breathed, wishing is
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erection would go down.
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"It's not that, though", she sighed. "I want my first
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time to be with somebody special, you know, somebody who
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knows how to make me feel special. I want to make love."
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She looked into his eyes. "I want to make love to you."
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Am I hearing this? Vick wondered. "To me?"
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Molly nodded. "Please? I've really liked you for a
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long time. That's why I took summer school. Just to see
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you. I know you'll make me feel special."
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"How old are you?", he asked, his erection becoming so
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hard it hurt.
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She didn't answer. "Take me please", she begged.
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Fuck it, he thought. She's got to be at least sixteen.
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Okay, maybe fifteen. But that's still legal, as long as
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she consents. Almost.
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He didn't think anymore. He just leaned down and
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pressed his lips firmly against hers. They were soft and
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warm and eager. He kissed her harder, parting them with his
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tongue, darting it into her mouth. He felt her rough little
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tongue beneath his own, rubbing against him.
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She relaxed in his arms, giving into him. He would
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make love to her, as romantic and special as he could,
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making her first time so enjoyable and memorable. He wished
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it could be that way for every girl.
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Still kissing her, he slipped his arm under her smooth,
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hose clad legs and carried her into the bedroom. He laid
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her down, climbing on top of her, his lips and tongue
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caressing hers. Slowly he moved around her face, kissing
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her soft cheeks, the side of her face, then moved down to
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her neck. She closed her eyes and moaned.
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He kissed down further, toward her soft cleavage,
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gently undoing the buttons of her blouse. He parted it
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slowly, revealing a pair of firm, round breasts with erect
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pink nipples. He placed his right hand on her right breast
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and massaged it, his tongue licking softly around the left
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one.
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"Oh, yes", she moaned in pleasure, stroking his hair.
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His ran his tongue between her breasts, sending small
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shivers of pleasure through her. Slowly, softly, he kissed
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his way down her firm, flat stomach to her waist, licking
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her belly button. She giggled, panting heavily.
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Carefully he undid the belt to her skirt and slid it
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off, carefully taking the top edge of her panty hose as he
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did so and pulled the whole of it to the floor. She watched
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him do it, smiling.
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A pair of soft pink panties clung to her virgin cunt,
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slightly damp. He moved up, sliding an arm around her
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shoulders and reaching down with his hand to rub her cunt.
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She began to moan and squirm excitedly.
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He kissed her mouth again, rubbing harder. She rose
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and squirmed, pressing her cunt against his hand, and then
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suddenly she exploded in a delicious orgasm that left her
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weak and panting.
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He kissed her a bit more, then slipped his arms around
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her and held her close, snuggling her. She needed to be
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snuggled, he knew.
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She relaxed against him and he did no more for a long
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time. Finally he sat her up and had her put her shoes on,
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then took her into the kitchen. She was smiling but looked
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confused.
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"Aren't you going to make love to me?", she asked.
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"I just did", he said, pouring a glass of wine for them
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both. "There's more to making love than just sex, Molly.
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There's romance. There's sensitivity. There's love."
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That word didn't sound odd; he really did love this
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young girl. He offered her the glass of wine and she sipped
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it slowly, grimacing at first, then drinking more. He
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didn't give her enough to get drunk on; just enough to help
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her relax.
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She finished it and sat there, looking flushed but
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ready. He drank his own and led her into the bedroom again
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and laid her down. Gently he removed her panties and
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sniffed at her tight cunt. There was just a trace of dark
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hair around it and the smell there was soft, sweet, not
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fishy, like his wife's had been.
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He kissed it, then began to run his tongue along it,
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and she shuddered and began to moan. Very softly he thrust
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his tongue in and found her erect clit, licking at it,
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teasing it with his tongue. She let out a sudden shriek and
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a warm gush of cunt juices met his tongue. He lapped them
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up; they were sweet, just like her.
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He cuddled her once more, stroking her hair, kissing
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her lips. Then he moved away and undressed.
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She stared at his massive eight inch cock hanging
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stiffly erect in front of her, then reached out and took it
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in her hand. He moaned with delight; his ex-wife would
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never have done that. She was get in, fuck me, get out
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type.
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Molly pulled him closer, holding his cock close to her
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lips, and then she kissed it softly. In his entire life
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he'd only gotten one blowjob, and that had been from his
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first girlfriend, Carrie. The two of them had been sixteen
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at the time, and she had been eager to please him. It
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hadn't been the best, but it had been something. Sometimes
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he wishd he'd married her.
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Carrie thrust her tongue out and moved it around his
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head. He moaned softly. Then she took it slowly into her
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mouth, sitting up so she could get it in further. She
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looked up at him with her bright green eyes, as if she
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didn't know what to do next.
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"Do you want to do this?", he asked, and she moaned a
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yes. "Just moved your lips back and forth and suck, then."
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She did as he told her and it was instantly wonderful.
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He took her hand and put it against his balls, making her
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rub them. He knew that way he'd come faster without wearing
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her out.
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She increased her rhythm. He felt his cock pulse, then
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suddenly he exploded in her mouth. She looked up at him
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with surprise.
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He didn't intend to make her swallow it, but she did,
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draining him. He pulled out and sat down beside her, once
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more holding her close. She put her arms around his neck
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and breathed softly.
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"It tasted so good", she said.
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He kissed her softly and laid her back, ready to enter
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her. He knew he could stave off coming easily now; he
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didn't want to get her pregnant, and he didn't know if she
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was on the pill. He also didn't have any rubbers handy.
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He mounted her, putting his arms tightly around her. He
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would do this quickly, hurting her in only one quick shot.
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Looking into her eyes, he placed his cock against her slit
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and shoved.
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He broke her hymen smoothly. She gasped, her eyes
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opening wide and then closing for a second, and then he
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began to move in short, soft strokes. Her orgasm exploded
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quickly, and unfortunately, so did he, blowing another load
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into her.
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He held her close and she began to cry softly. He knew
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she might; most girls did the first time. She stopped a
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while later and he pulled out, cuddling her close. They
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fell asleep there in each others arms.
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>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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They awoke later that afternoon and went to shower
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together. He went down on her and she went down on him. She
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also assured him not to worry about having blown his load in
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her; she was on the pill, and even showed him the half-empty
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container to prove it.
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So they fucked again, five more times. They both loved
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every minute of it. Finally it was time to go.
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Molly dressed, but left her panties behind for him, as
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a souvenier. As she headed for the door, he stopped her.
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"Molly, tell me. Just how old are you?"
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She giggled. "Thirteen."
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His jaw hit the floor. He felt faint. She giggled
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again. "I'm only kidding, professor. I'm sixteen. See?"
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She took her drivers license out of her purse and showed
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him. She put it away and giggled again. "I lied about my
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boyfriend, too. I don't have one. I just wanted...to make
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love to you."
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He kissed her. "Me too."
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THE END
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