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Take On You
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
17,509
Reviews:
14
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Take On You
Take On You
Chapter 1-Love Letter
By acolytemask
In the city of Red Valley, in Golden Oaks High School, a young boy made his way down the halls with an envelope clutched in his hands. This boy’s name was Kyle Hopkins. He stood at a mere 5’4” with curly light brown hair and ocean blue eyes. He wore simple clothes and a pair of round glasses. His thin frame and shy attitude gave him an almost dork-like demeanor. The fact that he was 15 years old and a freshman didn’t help either.
The letter clutched in his hands had “Kristen Stone” written on the envelope. It was a love letter the boy had hoped to leave anonymously. He was too shy to confront her face to face. Kristen Stone was a Goth girl, 18 years old, and a senior. She stood at six feet tall with a lean body, smooth stomach, and big D cup breasts. She also had long jet black hair, stunning light gray eyes, and full lips, all of which only added to her beauty. Today she was wearing black lipstick, loose black jeans, a tight black tee shirt that reach down to just above her belly button, and a heavy black overcoat. She wore similar attire every day.
It was Thursday, and lunch time. Kyle was wondering around all day looking for a chance to leave the letter anonymously, and had seen Kristen walking towards the west side of the school just a few minutes earlier, and had decided to follow after a little waiting. His heart thumped hard in his chest as he searched for her. He walked down a long hallway with lockers on the right side and classrooms on the left side. Kyle knew this section of the school was almost completely vacant during lunch.
He peeked into one classroom after another through the small, vertical windows in the doors. When he reached the last room, he saw that the window was covered with a chart. Just as Kyle reached for the handle, he began to hear strange sounds coming from within. Soft moans and whimpers floated through the door, which someone as sexually inexperienced as Kyle could decipher. His heartbeat increased even more as he considered taking a closer look or leaving. He looked down both directions of the hallway before deciding the former.
As slowly and quietly as he could, Kyle turned the handle and pushed the door open. His heart skipped a beat when he saw two girls inside, one of them Kristen Stone herself, deep kissing and fondling each other. The other girl was a blond junior with a tight tee shirt and jeans. Kristen was French kissing her while massaging her breasts and ass. They hadn’t sensed Kyle, who’s pants were starting to feel too small, but no matter how turned on he was, that didn’t change how he truly felt at that moment.
He had become intensely attracted to Kristen since he had first spotted her at the beginning of the year. He had wanted to be her boyfriend more than anything in the world, but now that was clearly impossible. Kristen was now obviously a lesbian, and would never have a boyfriend. Kyle knew that she didn’t have a boyfriend. That’s why he wrote the letter in the first place, but now it was all explained, and he knew he could never be Kristen’s boyfriend.
Kyle carefully closed the door and made his way back down the hallway feeling like a part of him was lost and broken. He even felt weak for being so sad over a woman that could obviously never see anything in him. Lunch ended soon after, and Kyle went to his last class of the day, which passed at what seemed like a very slow pace. When it ended he made his way down to the west end of the school. He would leave from that exit and walk home, which was three quarters of a mile away. As Kyle walked down a hallway he pulled out the love letter and looked at it. His face began to redden and his eyes began to tear over. He felt so alone and weak. Without even watching where he was going, Kyle ran straight into something very solid.
The boy fell hard on his back and nearly hit his head. He looked up to what he ran into and felt his heart jump into his throat. Kristen Stone was standing there, looking down at him with a blank expression on her face. With her hands in her pockets, she asked, “What’s this?”
Kyle felt his face burn when the Goth girl reached down and pick up the letter he had dropped. She saw her name on the front and opened it. Kyle quickly got to his feet and tried to say something, but the sight of his greatest fantasy girl reading a love letter he wrote stole his voice. When she was done reading it, she looked at Kyle with those piercing gray eyes and said, “This doesn’t have a name on it. Did you write it?”
Kyle’s voice shuttered uncontrollably as he said, “Um, well I, uh, y-yes I, uh, didn’t. I mean did!”
“Why?” Kristen asked. She still had a blank expression on her face.
“Um, b-because I, uh, well,” Kyle said in a weak voice. He felt like a complete idiot. Why couldn’t he just talk right?
“How long have you felt like this?” she asked.
Kyle wrenched his gaze away from her eyes, which seemed to improve his speech. He said, “Since I first saw you at the beginning of the school year.”
Kristen used her finger to lift Kyle’s chin, connecting her eyes with his, saying, “What is your name?”
“K-Kyle,” the boy said. He felt shaken from her touch. “Kyle Hopkins.”
“You’re a freshman, aren’t you?” the Goth girl said. “What makes you think I would go out with you?”
Kyle was blown away by that. He had always asked himself that question, but never made it to the answer. His eyes actually started to tear over as he said, “I d-don’t know. I just wanted to try.”
At his words, Kristen took him by the arm and led him into a nearby abandoned classroom. She roughly pushed him inside and locked the door behind her. For what seemed like the longest time, Kyle and the Goth girl stared at each other. The boy was expecting her to start lecturing him on why he couldn’t go out with her. She began to walk up to him. Kyle took several steps backwards, looking at her piercing gray eyes with fear. Eventually he backed up to the wall, and found himself cornered. Kristen walked right up to him and placed her palms on the wall on both sides of the young boy, tapping him where he stood.
In a voice that was both melodic and strong, she said, “Do you want to fuck me?”
Kyle could not answer that question. He could only stare at her in both fear and amazement. She added, “Come on. You must’ve though about me for a long time. Tell me, how were you fucking me in those little schoolboy fantasies?”
“I-I wasn’t,” Kyle muttered. His face was now burning red and his hands and legs were shaking.
“Don’t lie,” Kristen said in a suddenly stern tone. Her eyebrows were arched, giving her an intimidating appearance. “If you don’t start telling the truth then I’ll make sure everyone in school knows you’re a perverted little freshman who stalks seniors. Now, tell me how you fucked me in your fantasies.”
Kyle’s mind was in ruin. He had no choice but to obey her. He was hers. Without looking her in the eye, he muttered, “I fucked you.”
Unsatisfied, Kristen took him chin forcefully in her hand and turned his face towards hers, saying, “Where did you fuck me?”
“In your vagina,” Kyle said in a weak voice. He felt so pitiful in her hand.
“I probably didn’t want you to,” the Goth girl said in a mischievous voice. “You probably imagined taking me by force, fucking me while I screamed for help. Is that right? Did you rape me in your dreams?”
“No, that’s not true!” he suddenly shouted. Kristen removed her hand and backed off slightly at his sudden change of attitude. Kyle knew he was a pervert, but not once had he thought about raping her. “I never did that! I love you too much!”
She looked at the freshman intently. Kyle felt some of his self esteem come back. He saw how Kristen had backed off, and knew that there was no going back. He let himself go. Kyle suddenly wrapped his arms around her neck and connected his lips with hers. The Goth girl’s full lips felt so soft on his. He closed his eyes and took the moment to enjoy this feeling. He knew that once he let go his social life would be over, but that didn’t matter right now. All that mattered was that he was kissing the love of his life. After what seemed like an eternity, Kyle finally let go. He knew she wasn’t enjoying this, and he didn’t want to hurt her anymore. He opened his eyes and saw that he had smeared her lipstick, and had obviously got some on his face.
Kristen looked at Kyle’s face, with his mouth covered in smeared black lipstick, and said, “Do you really love me?”
“Of course,” he said immediately.
“Why?” she asked. She still had a blank expression on her face.
“I don’t know,” Kyle said in a small voice. “I just do.” At his words, Kristen suddenly shook off her large black coat and began to unbuckle her belt. Kyle stuttered, “W-What are you d-doing?”
“Getting undressed,” she said casually. Her pants fell to her ankles, revealing a tight black thong. She began to slip off her pants and shoes.
Kyle quickly looked away out of respect, sputtering, “W-Why?”
“So you can fuck me,” Kristen said. She pulled off her tight black tee shirt, revealing a silk black bra, which she quickly unclasped. Kyle couldn’t take it anymore. He didn’t care for the consequences. He looked at her gorgeous, D-cup breasts for the first time. She didn’t pull off her thong just yet. The Goth girl walked over to the blushing Kyle in a very seductive manner, putting one foot in front of the other and swinging her arms slightly. She pushed him up against the wall, got down on her knees, and began to unzip his pants.
“Wait!” Kyle tried to remove her hands from his pants, but she was too quick for him. She grabbed the sides of his pants and pulled them down to his knees, revealing his boxers. Kyle tried to get her to back off one last time, but Kristen took his strength away by rubbing his member through the fabric. In a weak voice Kyle pleaded, “N-No, someone m-might see.”
“Don’t worry,” the Goth girl said in a casual tone. “Just sit back and enjoy it.”
Kyle didn’t know what else to do. He leaned back and felt his boxers being pulled down to his knees, revealing his throbbing 6” erection. Kristen had seen longer ones, but Kyle’s was much thicker than normal. She took it in her hand and began to slowly rub the shaft, tickling every nerve ending. The freshman couldn’t help but moan at her efforts. She actually smiled at his cute sounds.
“Do you like that?” she asked him.
“Y-Yes,” Kyle said in a small voice. “I love it.”
“Does it feel this good when you masturbate?” Kristen said as she increased her pace.
“No,” the boy breathed. “You are s-so much better.”
“Then you’ll love this,” she said in a seductive voice.
She took Kyle’s member into her mouth and began to move her tongue around the head in a corkscrew fashion. The boy let out a loud moan of ecstasy. The pleasure in his nether regions was too much for him to bear. He covered his mouth with both his hands to try and muffle his voice. Kristen looked up at his with very erotic eyes. She could feel her erect nipples rubbing against his trembling legs. She massaged his testicles with one hand as she worked the shaft with the other. Kyle bucked his hips in concert with her motions, and just a few seconds later, a huge amount of sperm shot into Kristen’s throat. She almost gagged on it, but was able to swallow it all.
She looked up at the freshman, who was breathing hard and even trembling from his first blowjob, and said, “You were really backed up. Next time tell me when, okay?”
Kyle only had a few seconds to say “okay” before the Goth girl took him into her mouth again. This time she deep throated it. The boy literally cried out as he felt the head of his member being squeezed between her tongue and the roof of her mouth. Kristen felt herself getting wet just from hearing him cry out. She moved her head back and forth as fast as she could. Kyle once again covered his mouth, his whole body shaking. His dream fantasy was coming true. Kristen Stone, the most beautiful girl in the school, was sucking his hard cock.
“I’m c-coming, Kristen,” Kyle groaned through his hands. Despite his warning, the Goth girl didn’t pull away. Instead, she tightened her throat and began to moan. The vibrations of her voice were all the boy needed to go over the edge. With one final moan, he released his seed deep into his fantasy girl’s throat.
“Hmm, interesting,” she said, staring at Kyle’s member. “You just came twice, but you’re still hard.”
“Thank you, Kristen,” he breathed. He felt much worn out.
The Goth girl bent herself over a nearby desk, and motioned for Kyle to come closer. He hesitantly walked over to her and stood behind her round, plump ass. All she was wearing was a thong. She kept it on as a test. If Kyle could muster up to courage to take off her thong, then he could fuck her. The freshman got the hint and grasped the sides of the thin, black fabric. Slowly he pulled them down to her knees, revealing first her tiny pink asshole, then her luscious pussy.
“You can fuck me now,” she said, casually.
Kyle couldn’t take it anymore. Everything he wanted was right in front of him. He grabbed her hips and forcefully entered her tight, wet, hot sex. Kristen gritted her teeth and let out animal-like growls as the freshman pounded her as hard as he could. She soon got familiar with Kyle’s rhythm and began to buck her hips backwards in concert with his motions. The boy’s hands roamed over her body. He desperately wanted to feel her, to memorize what she felt like. He felt her smooth stomach, her soft bottom, her tight thighs, her arched back, and whatever else he could reach.
“Fuck me,” Kristen growled. “Fuck me like an animal.”
“Oh, god,” Kyle moaned as he felt her sex tighten around his cock. “Kristen, you feel so good! I love you!”
The Goth girl continued to grunt and moan like a beast in heat. The boy was in bliss. Everyone in the school could be watching them and he wouldn’t care. All that mattered in the world was what was happening in that moment. Soon he began to feel a hot sensation rising up inside him.
“K-Kristen,” he breathed, “I’m going t-to come.”
“Come on my back!” she responded in a deep voice. Her tone was so commanding that Kyle immediately did what he was told. He pulled out at the last minute and released his sperm all over Kristen’s back. She reached down and the boy watched in amazement as his dream girl began to masturbate right before his eyes. She let out a few grunts and moans before she climaxed and a gush of wetness covered her fingers. The Goth girl turned around and held out her come-drenched fingers to Kyle’s face. Without taking his eyes off hers, her licked her fingers clean. The taste was strange, but Kyle soon learned to like it.
Kristen turned around and said, “Now clean off my back.” Kyle hesitated at the thought of licking up his own sperm, but quickly got to it when she added in a deep tone, “Are you disobeying me?”
The freshman’s tongue moved up and down her back, licking up every drop of sperm. It tasted bittersweet, but the thought of doing something his dream girl liked made it taste so much better. When he was done, Kyle, overwhelmed by what just happened, hugged Kristen around the middle from behind, saying, “I love you so much, Kristen. I’ll do anything for you.”
The Goth girl felt his tears on her back, tears of happiness. She gently removed his arms, turned around, and said, “Don’t say things you don’t mean.”
“I mean it!” Kyle shot back. It was the truth.
“Do you promise?” she asked.
“Yes,” the freshman said in a calmer tone. “I promise to love you.”
“Then get dressed,” she added, pulling up her thong. “From here on out, you are mine and I am yours.”
After they were fully dressed again, Kristen led her knew boyfriend outside, saying, “You missed the bus. I’ll have my mom give you a ride home.”
“Uh, okay,” Kyle said, not knowing what else to say. She led him outside into the winter cold, and down to the side of the road.
“Kristen! Where have you been?” shouted a nearby voice.
Kyle looked and saw, standing next to a red jeep, none other that Kristen Stone’s mother, 34 year-old Victoria, who had the same gothic appearance. She stood a few inches taller than her daughter with the same gray eyes, full lips, and long black hair. Her face was slightly different, but clearly her daughter favored her genes. She had breasts that were slightly larger than Kristen’s, and a similar lean body with a smooth stomach. She was wearing a short-cut black tee shirt despite the weather, a short black leather skirt, and fishnet stockings. Kyle found it hard to take his eyes off her legs. To top it all off she had a spider web tattoo around her belly button.
“Sorry mom,” Kristen responded, wrapping an arm around Kyle’s shoulders, “I was busy.”
“Oh, I see,” Victoria said, catching sight of the freshman. “Well, be a little quicker next time.”
“Can Kyle here get a ride home?” the Goth girl asked.
“Do you live on the north side?” Victoria asked him.
“Um, yeah,” he responded, amazed at her beauty. He got into the back seat while Kristen and her mother sat in the front. They drove off towards the north side of Red Valley.
They wouldn’t need specific instructions until later.
Victoria asked her daughter, “So, did you two fuck?”
“Yep,” Kristen responded in a casual tone. Kyle was blown away. He never heard of a mother and daughter speaking to each other like this. “He was pretty good for his first time.”
“Can I?” the gothic mother asked Kristen. The freshman didn’t understand.
“Sure,” she responded.
Victoria suddenly took a turn off the road and drove up a lonely hill, into the back-roads. Kyle didn’t understand what was going on, but it was scaring the hell out of him. They ended up in a dead end out of sight of passerby cars and houses. After they stopped, Victoria stepped out of the front seat and into the back seat next to Kyle, closing the door behind her. Without any kind of warning, she grabbed the freshman by the head and connected her mouth with his. The boy’s confusion only turned to hysteria as he felt her tongue pry his teeth apart and enter his mouth. It moved all around, seeking out every corner of his mouth.
She ended the kiss and quickly pulled off her tee shirt and bra, revealing her huge, luscious breasts. She pulled Kyle’s head down to them, saying, “Just pretend I’m my daughter.”
The freshman was completely confused. He was too young to deal with being with such a mature woman. He found the only way to deal with it was to do what Victoria said, imagining she was Kristen. Kyle began to suck on her nipples while massaging her breasts. She moaned at his efforts and pulled a condom out of her pocket. She lightly pushed the boy off her breasts and began to take off his pants. Kyle was had just climaxed several times, but the beautiful Victoria was all too sexy to resist. His thick erection quickly became hard as it was taken out of his pants. The gothic mother leaned down and took it into her mouth. She tightened her tongue around it and bobbed her head up and down, all the while looking up at Kyle with unbearably cute eyes.
“Oh, Ms. Stone,” the boy moaned, running his fingers through her hair. “Please, if you k-keep doing that, I’m g-going to come.”
“That’s the point,” Kristen said in a strange voice from the front seat. Kyle looked over and saw that she was masturbating and massaging her breasts at the sight of her mother giving her new boyfriend a blowjob. “Just sit back and enjoy it.”
Victoria started to massage the boy’s testicles, and soon he couldn’t hold back anymore. The freshman, with a loud moan of bliss, climaxed deep into her throat. She swallowed it as expertly as her daughter. Without another word, she turned around, took off her skirt, and pulled down her fishnet stockings and thong down to her knees. At first Kyle was expecting to feel his cock inside her hot sex, but this day took yet another turn in a different direction. He let out a cry of both surprise and ecstasy as his wet cock entered Ms. Stone’s tight asshole. She moved her body up and down in fast motions as the freshman let out cries of bliss. This was too much for him to bear. His cock felt like it was going to be squeezed off. The mature woman rubbed her own sex, feeling very turned on by having a young boy’s cock in her ass.
“Does he feel good?” Kristen asked her mom.
“He’s so fucking thick!” the woman grunted, grinding her plump buttocks backwards. “Oh god, Kyle! Grab my big tits!”
The freshman did as he was told. He reached up and took her huge breasts into his hands. Victoria put her hands on his and moved them around, setting the pace for him. She continued to fuck him with her ass, and just when Kyle thought he saw everything, he saw her began to tongue kiss Kristen. His eyes went wide when he realized what he was seeing. He was ass-fucking a woman who was kissing her own daughter in a very sensual fashion. The sight turned him on even more, and soon he felt a familiar hot sensation rising up inside him.
“I’m c-coming,” he moaned softly.
“Really?’ Victoria breathed. She tightened up her asshole, causing the boy to cry out in bliss. “Then do it! Come in my tight ass!”
With one final loud moan, Kyle came deep inside her wonderful ass. The gothic woman pounded him a little more before climaxing herself. A third cry was released as Kristen came from masturbating. As the freshman laid there, sexually exhausted, he couldn’t help but wonder what kind of a girl he got mixed up with. Victoria got into the front seat again and drove back down the hill like nothing happened. She asked the boy directions to his house, which he gave. They arrived there a few minutes, and Kyle got out of the car.
“See you tomorrow,” Kristen called from the car. “Get ready.”
The boy felt a slight shiver at what “get ready” meant. He stepped inside his two-story house and felt the familiar smell of his mother’s cooking. His mother, 33 year old Marie Hopkins, came walking out of the kitchen to greet him. It wasn’t until that day that Kyle saw just how beautiful his mother really was. She stood at about 5’10” with long brown hair and bangs. She had similar ocean blue eyes and a loving face which formed dimples when she smiled. She had a very curvy body and impressive D cup breasts.
At the sight of her son she said, “Hi, honey. Why are you home late?”
“Um, I stayed after school for a little bit and got a ride home with a friend,” he cleverly lied.
“Oh, that’s nice,” she responded with a loving smile. “Would you like some dinner?”
“No thanks. I’m kind of tired,” Kyle said truthfully. “I’m going to go take a nap.”
“Okay, sleep well,” Ms. Hopkins called to him as he went upstairs.
The freshman walked up to his room and immediately fell into his bed, only taking the time to take off his glasses. As he drifted into dreams, he could only help but smile. His dream girl was now sexually involved with him. Despite the weirdness between Kristen and her mother, Kyle was still very much grateful for what he had.
To Be Continued…
Coming Next: Take On You-Ch. 2 Her Home
Chapter 1-Love Letter
By acolytemask
In the city of Red Valley, in Golden Oaks High School, a young boy made his way down the halls with an envelope clutched in his hands. This boy’s name was Kyle Hopkins. He stood at a mere 5’4” with curly light brown hair and ocean blue eyes. He wore simple clothes and a pair of round glasses. His thin frame and shy attitude gave him an almost dork-like demeanor. The fact that he was 15 years old and a freshman didn’t help either.
The letter clutched in his hands had “Kristen Stone” written on the envelope. It was a love letter the boy had hoped to leave anonymously. He was too shy to confront her face to face. Kristen Stone was a Goth girl, 18 years old, and a senior. She stood at six feet tall with a lean body, smooth stomach, and big D cup breasts. She also had long jet black hair, stunning light gray eyes, and full lips, all of which only added to her beauty. Today she was wearing black lipstick, loose black jeans, a tight black tee shirt that reach down to just above her belly button, and a heavy black overcoat. She wore similar attire every day.
It was Thursday, and lunch time. Kyle was wondering around all day looking for a chance to leave the letter anonymously, and had seen Kristen walking towards the west side of the school just a few minutes earlier, and had decided to follow after a little waiting. His heart thumped hard in his chest as he searched for her. He walked down a long hallway with lockers on the right side and classrooms on the left side. Kyle knew this section of the school was almost completely vacant during lunch.
He peeked into one classroom after another through the small, vertical windows in the doors. When he reached the last room, he saw that the window was covered with a chart. Just as Kyle reached for the handle, he began to hear strange sounds coming from within. Soft moans and whimpers floated through the door, which someone as sexually inexperienced as Kyle could decipher. His heartbeat increased even more as he considered taking a closer look or leaving. He looked down both directions of the hallway before deciding the former.
As slowly and quietly as he could, Kyle turned the handle and pushed the door open. His heart skipped a beat when he saw two girls inside, one of them Kristen Stone herself, deep kissing and fondling each other. The other girl was a blond junior with a tight tee shirt and jeans. Kristen was French kissing her while massaging her breasts and ass. They hadn’t sensed Kyle, who’s pants were starting to feel too small, but no matter how turned on he was, that didn’t change how he truly felt at that moment.
He had become intensely attracted to Kristen since he had first spotted her at the beginning of the year. He had wanted to be her boyfriend more than anything in the world, but now that was clearly impossible. Kristen was now obviously a lesbian, and would never have a boyfriend. Kyle knew that she didn’t have a boyfriend. That’s why he wrote the letter in the first place, but now it was all explained, and he knew he could never be Kristen’s boyfriend.
Kyle carefully closed the door and made his way back down the hallway feeling like a part of him was lost and broken. He even felt weak for being so sad over a woman that could obviously never see anything in him. Lunch ended soon after, and Kyle went to his last class of the day, which passed at what seemed like a very slow pace. When it ended he made his way down to the west end of the school. He would leave from that exit and walk home, which was three quarters of a mile away. As Kyle walked down a hallway he pulled out the love letter and looked at it. His face began to redden and his eyes began to tear over. He felt so alone and weak. Without even watching where he was going, Kyle ran straight into something very solid.
The boy fell hard on his back and nearly hit his head. He looked up to what he ran into and felt his heart jump into his throat. Kristen Stone was standing there, looking down at him with a blank expression on her face. With her hands in her pockets, she asked, “What’s this?”
Kyle felt his face burn when the Goth girl reached down and pick up the letter he had dropped. She saw her name on the front and opened it. Kyle quickly got to his feet and tried to say something, but the sight of his greatest fantasy girl reading a love letter he wrote stole his voice. When she was done reading it, she looked at Kyle with those piercing gray eyes and said, “This doesn’t have a name on it. Did you write it?”
Kyle’s voice shuttered uncontrollably as he said, “Um, well I, uh, y-yes I, uh, didn’t. I mean did!”
“Why?” Kristen asked. She still had a blank expression on her face.
“Um, b-because I, uh, well,” Kyle said in a weak voice. He felt like a complete idiot. Why couldn’t he just talk right?
“How long have you felt like this?” she asked.
Kyle wrenched his gaze away from her eyes, which seemed to improve his speech. He said, “Since I first saw you at the beginning of the school year.”
Kristen used her finger to lift Kyle’s chin, connecting her eyes with his, saying, “What is your name?”
“K-Kyle,” the boy said. He felt shaken from her touch. “Kyle Hopkins.”
“You’re a freshman, aren’t you?” the Goth girl said. “What makes you think I would go out with you?”
Kyle was blown away by that. He had always asked himself that question, but never made it to the answer. His eyes actually started to tear over as he said, “I d-don’t know. I just wanted to try.”
At his words, Kristen took him by the arm and led him into a nearby abandoned classroom. She roughly pushed him inside and locked the door behind her. For what seemed like the longest time, Kyle and the Goth girl stared at each other. The boy was expecting her to start lecturing him on why he couldn’t go out with her. She began to walk up to him. Kyle took several steps backwards, looking at her piercing gray eyes with fear. Eventually he backed up to the wall, and found himself cornered. Kristen walked right up to him and placed her palms on the wall on both sides of the young boy, tapping him where he stood.
In a voice that was both melodic and strong, she said, “Do you want to fuck me?”
Kyle could not answer that question. He could only stare at her in both fear and amazement. She added, “Come on. You must’ve though about me for a long time. Tell me, how were you fucking me in those little schoolboy fantasies?”
“I-I wasn’t,” Kyle muttered. His face was now burning red and his hands and legs were shaking.
“Don’t lie,” Kristen said in a suddenly stern tone. Her eyebrows were arched, giving her an intimidating appearance. “If you don’t start telling the truth then I’ll make sure everyone in school knows you’re a perverted little freshman who stalks seniors. Now, tell me how you fucked me in your fantasies.”
Kyle’s mind was in ruin. He had no choice but to obey her. He was hers. Without looking her in the eye, he muttered, “I fucked you.”
Unsatisfied, Kristen took him chin forcefully in her hand and turned his face towards hers, saying, “Where did you fuck me?”
“In your vagina,” Kyle said in a weak voice. He felt so pitiful in her hand.
“I probably didn’t want you to,” the Goth girl said in a mischievous voice. “You probably imagined taking me by force, fucking me while I screamed for help. Is that right? Did you rape me in your dreams?”
“No, that’s not true!” he suddenly shouted. Kristen removed her hand and backed off slightly at his sudden change of attitude. Kyle knew he was a pervert, but not once had he thought about raping her. “I never did that! I love you too much!”
She looked at the freshman intently. Kyle felt some of his self esteem come back. He saw how Kristen had backed off, and knew that there was no going back. He let himself go. Kyle suddenly wrapped his arms around her neck and connected his lips with hers. The Goth girl’s full lips felt so soft on his. He closed his eyes and took the moment to enjoy this feeling. He knew that once he let go his social life would be over, but that didn’t matter right now. All that mattered was that he was kissing the love of his life. After what seemed like an eternity, Kyle finally let go. He knew she wasn’t enjoying this, and he didn’t want to hurt her anymore. He opened his eyes and saw that he had smeared her lipstick, and had obviously got some on his face.
Kristen looked at Kyle’s face, with his mouth covered in smeared black lipstick, and said, “Do you really love me?”
“Of course,” he said immediately.
“Why?” she asked. She still had a blank expression on her face.
“I don’t know,” Kyle said in a small voice. “I just do.” At his words, Kristen suddenly shook off her large black coat and began to unbuckle her belt. Kyle stuttered, “W-What are you d-doing?”
“Getting undressed,” she said casually. Her pants fell to her ankles, revealing a tight black thong. She began to slip off her pants and shoes.
Kyle quickly looked away out of respect, sputtering, “W-Why?”
“So you can fuck me,” Kristen said. She pulled off her tight black tee shirt, revealing a silk black bra, which she quickly unclasped. Kyle couldn’t take it anymore. He didn’t care for the consequences. He looked at her gorgeous, D-cup breasts for the first time. She didn’t pull off her thong just yet. The Goth girl walked over to the blushing Kyle in a very seductive manner, putting one foot in front of the other and swinging her arms slightly. She pushed him up against the wall, got down on her knees, and began to unzip his pants.
“Wait!” Kyle tried to remove her hands from his pants, but she was too quick for him. She grabbed the sides of his pants and pulled them down to his knees, revealing his boxers. Kyle tried to get her to back off one last time, but Kristen took his strength away by rubbing his member through the fabric. In a weak voice Kyle pleaded, “N-No, someone m-might see.”
“Don’t worry,” the Goth girl said in a casual tone. “Just sit back and enjoy it.”
Kyle didn’t know what else to do. He leaned back and felt his boxers being pulled down to his knees, revealing his throbbing 6” erection. Kristen had seen longer ones, but Kyle’s was much thicker than normal. She took it in her hand and began to slowly rub the shaft, tickling every nerve ending. The freshman couldn’t help but moan at her efforts. She actually smiled at his cute sounds.
“Do you like that?” she asked him.
“Y-Yes,” Kyle said in a small voice. “I love it.”
“Does it feel this good when you masturbate?” Kristen said as she increased her pace.
“No,” the boy breathed. “You are s-so much better.”
“Then you’ll love this,” she said in a seductive voice.
She took Kyle’s member into her mouth and began to move her tongue around the head in a corkscrew fashion. The boy let out a loud moan of ecstasy. The pleasure in his nether regions was too much for him to bear. He covered his mouth with both his hands to try and muffle his voice. Kristen looked up at his with very erotic eyes. She could feel her erect nipples rubbing against his trembling legs. She massaged his testicles with one hand as she worked the shaft with the other. Kyle bucked his hips in concert with her motions, and just a few seconds later, a huge amount of sperm shot into Kristen’s throat. She almost gagged on it, but was able to swallow it all.
She looked up at the freshman, who was breathing hard and even trembling from his first blowjob, and said, “You were really backed up. Next time tell me when, okay?”
Kyle only had a few seconds to say “okay” before the Goth girl took him into her mouth again. This time she deep throated it. The boy literally cried out as he felt the head of his member being squeezed between her tongue and the roof of her mouth. Kristen felt herself getting wet just from hearing him cry out. She moved her head back and forth as fast as she could. Kyle once again covered his mouth, his whole body shaking. His dream fantasy was coming true. Kristen Stone, the most beautiful girl in the school, was sucking his hard cock.
“I’m c-coming, Kristen,” Kyle groaned through his hands. Despite his warning, the Goth girl didn’t pull away. Instead, she tightened her throat and began to moan. The vibrations of her voice were all the boy needed to go over the edge. With one final moan, he released his seed deep into his fantasy girl’s throat.
“Hmm, interesting,” she said, staring at Kyle’s member. “You just came twice, but you’re still hard.”
“Thank you, Kristen,” he breathed. He felt much worn out.
The Goth girl bent herself over a nearby desk, and motioned for Kyle to come closer. He hesitantly walked over to her and stood behind her round, plump ass. All she was wearing was a thong. She kept it on as a test. If Kyle could muster up to courage to take off her thong, then he could fuck her. The freshman got the hint and grasped the sides of the thin, black fabric. Slowly he pulled them down to her knees, revealing first her tiny pink asshole, then her luscious pussy.
“You can fuck me now,” she said, casually.
Kyle couldn’t take it anymore. Everything he wanted was right in front of him. He grabbed her hips and forcefully entered her tight, wet, hot sex. Kristen gritted her teeth and let out animal-like growls as the freshman pounded her as hard as he could. She soon got familiar with Kyle’s rhythm and began to buck her hips backwards in concert with his motions. The boy’s hands roamed over her body. He desperately wanted to feel her, to memorize what she felt like. He felt her smooth stomach, her soft bottom, her tight thighs, her arched back, and whatever else he could reach.
“Fuck me,” Kristen growled. “Fuck me like an animal.”
“Oh, god,” Kyle moaned as he felt her sex tighten around his cock. “Kristen, you feel so good! I love you!”
The Goth girl continued to grunt and moan like a beast in heat. The boy was in bliss. Everyone in the school could be watching them and he wouldn’t care. All that mattered in the world was what was happening in that moment. Soon he began to feel a hot sensation rising up inside him.
“K-Kristen,” he breathed, “I’m going t-to come.”
“Come on my back!” she responded in a deep voice. Her tone was so commanding that Kyle immediately did what he was told. He pulled out at the last minute and released his sperm all over Kristen’s back. She reached down and the boy watched in amazement as his dream girl began to masturbate right before his eyes. She let out a few grunts and moans before she climaxed and a gush of wetness covered her fingers. The Goth girl turned around and held out her come-drenched fingers to Kyle’s face. Without taking his eyes off hers, her licked her fingers clean. The taste was strange, but Kyle soon learned to like it.
Kristen turned around and said, “Now clean off my back.” Kyle hesitated at the thought of licking up his own sperm, but quickly got to it when she added in a deep tone, “Are you disobeying me?”
The freshman’s tongue moved up and down her back, licking up every drop of sperm. It tasted bittersweet, but the thought of doing something his dream girl liked made it taste so much better. When he was done, Kyle, overwhelmed by what just happened, hugged Kristen around the middle from behind, saying, “I love you so much, Kristen. I’ll do anything for you.”
The Goth girl felt his tears on her back, tears of happiness. She gently removed his arms, turned around, and said, “Don’t say things you don’t mean.”
“I mean it!” Kyle shot back. It was the truth.
“Do you promise?” she asked.
“Yes,” the freshman said in a calmer tone. “I promise to love you.”
“Then get dressed,” she added, pulling up her thong. “From here on out, you are mine and I am yours.”
After they were fully dressed again, Kristen led her knew boyfriend outside, saying, “You missed the bus. I’ll have my mom give you a ride home.”
“Uh, okay,” Kyle said, not knowing what else to say. She led him outside into the winter cold, and down to the side of the road.
“Kristen! Where have you been?” shouted a nearby voice.
Kyle looked and saw, standing next to a red jeep, none other that Kristen Stone’s mother, 34 year-old Victoria, who had the same gothic appearance. She stood a few inches taller than her daughter with the same gray eyes, full lips, and long black hair. Her face was slightly different, but clearly her daughter favored her genes. She had breasts that were slightly larger than Kristen’s, and a similar lean body with a smooth stomach. She was wearing a short-cut black tee shirt despite the weather, a short black leather skirt, and fishnet stockings. Kyle found it hard to take his eyes off her legs. To top it all off she had a spider web tattoo around her belly button.
“Sorry mom,” Kristen responded, wrapping an arm around Kyle’s shoulders, “I was busy.”
“Oh, I see,” Victoria said, catching sight of the freshman. “Well, be a little quicker next time.”
“Can Kyle here get a ride home?” the Goth girl asked.
“Do you live on the north side?” Victoria asked him.
“Um, yeah,” he responded, amazed at her beauty. He got into the back seat while Kristen and her mother sat in the front. They drove off towards the north side of Red Valley.
They wouldn’t need specific instructions until later.
Victoria asked her daughter, “So, did you two fuck?”
“Yep,” Kristen responded in a casual tone. Kyle was blown away. He never heard of a mother and daughter speaking to each other like this. “He was pretty good for his first time.”
“Can I?” the gothic mother asked Kristen. The freshman didn’t understand.
“Sure,” she responded.
Victoria suddenly took a turn off the road and drove up a lonely hill, into the back-roads. Kyle didn’t understand what was going on, but it was scaring the hell out of him. They ended up in a dead end out of sight of passerby cars and houses. After they stopped, Victoria stepped out of the front seat and into the back seat next to Kyle, closing the door behind her. Without any kind of warning, she grabbed the freshman by the head and connected her mouth with his. The boy’s confusion only turned to hysteria as he felt her tongue pry his teeth apart and enter his mouth. It moved all around, seeking out every corner of his mouth.
She ended the kiss and quickly pulled off her tee shirt and bra, revealing her huge, luscious breasts. She pulled Kyle’s head down to them, saying, “Just pretend I’m my daughter.”
The freshman was completely confused. He was too young to deal with being with such a mature woman. He found the only way to deal with it was to do what Victoria said, imagining she was Kristen. Kyle began to suck on her nipples while massaging her breasts. She moaned at his efforts and pulled a condom out of her pocket. She lightly pushed the boy off her breasts and began to take off his pants. Kyle was had just climaxed several times, but the beautiful Victoria was all too sexy to resist. His thick erection quickly became hard as it was taken out of his pants. The gothic mother leaned down and took it into her mouth. She tightened her tongue around it and bobbed her head up and down, all the while looking up at Kyle with unbearably cute eyes.
“Oh, Ms. Stone,” the boy moaned, running his fingers through her hair. “Please, if you k-keep doing that, I’m g-going to come.”
“That’s the point,” Kristen said in a strange voice from the front seat. Kyle looked over and saw that she was masturbating and massaging her breasts at the sight of her mother giving her new boyfriend a blowjob. “Just sit back and enjoy it.”
Victoria started to massage the boy’s testicles, and soon he couldn’t hold back anymore. The freshman, with a loud moan of bliss, climaxed deep into her throat. She swallowed it as expertly as her daughter. Without another word, she turned around, took off her skirt, and pulled down her fishnet stockings and thong down to her knees. At first Kyle was expecting to feel his cock inside her hot sex, but this day took yet another turn in a different direction. He let out a cry of both surprise and ecstasy as his wet cock entered Ms. Stone’s tight asshole. She moved her body up and down in fast motions as the freshman let out cries of bliss. This was too much for him to bear. His cock felt like it was going to be squeezed off. The mature woman rubbed her own sex, feeling very turned on by having a young boy’s cock in her ass.
“Does he feel good?” Kristen asked her mom.
“He’s so fucking thick!” the woman grunted, grinding her plump buttocks backwards. “Oh god, Kyle! Grab my big tits!”
The freshman did as he was told. He reached up and took her huge breasts into his hands. Victoria put her hands on his and moved them around, setting the pace for him. She continued to fuck him with her ass, and just when Kyle thought he saw everything, he saw her began to tongue kiss Kristen. His eyes went wide when he realized what he was seeing. He was ass-fucking a woman who was kissing her own daughter in a very sensual fashion. The sight turned him on even more, and soon he felt a familiar hot sensation rising up inside him.
“I’m c-coming,” he moaned softly.
“Really?’ Victoria breathed. She tightened up her asshole, causing the boy to cry out in bliss. “Then do it! Come in my tight ass!”
With one final loud moan, Kyle came deep inside her wonderful ass. The gothic woman pounded him a little more before climaxing herself. A third cry was released as Kristen came from masturbating. As the freshman laid there, sexually exhausted, he couldn’t help but wonder what kind of a girl he got mixed up with. Victoria got into the front seat again and drove back down the hill like nothing happened. She asked the boy directions to his house, which he gave. They arrived there a few minutes, and Kyle got out of the car.
“See you tomorrow,” Kristen called from the car. “Get ready.”
The boy felt a slight shiver at what “get ready” meant. He stepped inside his two-story house and felt the familiar smell of his mother’s cooking. His mother, 33 year old Marie Hopkins, came walking out of the kitchen to greet him. It wasn’t until that day that Kyle saw just how beautiful his mother really was. She stood at about 5’10” with long brown hair and bangs. She had similar ocean blue eyes and a loving face which formed dimples when she smiled. She had a very curvy body and impressive D cup breasts.
At the sight of her son she said, “Hi, honey. Why are you home late?”
“Um, I stayed after school for a little bit and got a ride home with a friend,” he cleverly lied.
“Oh, that’s nice,” she responded with a loving smile. “Would you like some dinner?”
“No thanks. I’m kind of tired,” Kyle said truthfully. “I’m going to go take a nap.”
“Okay, sleep well,” Ms. Hopkins called to him as he went upstairs.
The freshman walked up to his room and immediately fell into his bed, only taking the time to take off his glasses. As he drifted into dreams, he could only help but smile. His dream girl was now sexually involved with him. Despite the weirdness between Kristen and her mother, Kyle was still very much grateful for what he had.
To Be Continued…
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