Teen
2003-07-07
After a while, we got up and started walking. Jim lost interest and wandered away. Before I knew it, I was walking with Elyse Saunders. Alone. This was definitely weird. We passed a playground as we walked, and I sat down on the swings, swaying back and forth, my feet dragging on the ground. She walked over and sat down in my lap. I looked down and saw her blue silk thong peeking out over the waistband of her skintight jeans, and felt myself starting to harden. Before she could notice my physical excitement, I got up, and went over to a nearby bench to sit down. What would she think if I popped a boner from her just sitting in my lap? Not a good impression to make on Elyse Saunders. She giggled, sauntered over, and sat next to me. “You don’t have to be embarrassed,” she said, and she cupped my erection with her left hand. I felt my dick shoot up into a standing position. We looked at each other, and kissed, our tongues caressing each other sensually.
Her hand unzipped my fly and wrapped around my penis, moving up and down, increasing my sexual excitement. I couldn’t believe what was happening.
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My tongue was in Elyse’s mouth. Her hand was wrapped around my member, giving me a handjob I previously could only dream about. She threw her shirt over her head and straddled me, rubbing her pelvis against mine, my penis touching her skintight jeans, her huge breasts flopping in front of my face, straining to get out of the black bra that held them prisoner. She got up, shed her jeans, and then pulled mine down to my ankles. “I… I don’t have a condom,” I whispered. “It’s ok,” she giggled, “I’m on the pill. I’m a good girl. You’ll be fine. ” When she straddled me again, she pushed her blue thong aside and I sprung inside of her. The sudden warmth sprung me into action, and she gasped. Faster and faster, she rode me like a drunken prom queen, her hands wrapped around my shoulder, her breasts bouncing up and down in her bra, her blonde hair tossing left and right.
I felt myself nearing orgasm, so, self-consciously, I pulled out. I laid her out on the ground, and entered her again. After a few minutes, the sight of her blond hair spread out on the grass, her squinted eyes, her sharp moans, and her huge, tan, bouncing breasts became too much. “Where do you… want it?” I grunted.
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Before she could answer, I did the first thing that came to mind. I pulled out and ejaculated all over her stomach. My milky semen squirted all over her tan stomach, some splattering on her breasts, and some collecting in her belly button. I collapsed beside her, my penis still standing erect, breathing hard, and she let out a loud sigh. Elyse Saunders. Weird. .
