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2003-12-21
Stan was not sure, when it started; he just seemed to start noticing more about her. The way she walked, the way her mouth creased when she smiled. The way her fingers looked so long and delicate. Even her brown hair had, seemingly overnight, developed a sheen that he so longed to run his hands through. If that was not bad enough, her wardrobe had changed as well. Gone were the baggy scuffed jeans and T-shirts. In their stead, were cropped tops that just seemed to get smaller the more she wore them and low slung tight jeans that followed her every curve. Just this week she had started to wear a bra to school. The mere existence of it had drawn him to stare at her burgeoning breasts. Stan could not understand how he had never noticed them before. Once noticed, they were added to the list of images that plagued him both night and day. A list that just seemed to get longer as each day passed. The maths work in front of him lay untouched; he looked away from the window and surreptitiously at the other girls in the class. No other girl was wearing a bra, or had the need to. Stan sighed. Then realised, to late, that it was a bit loud.
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The teacher looked up from her desk at the front of the classroom and glared at him. Movement caught his eye, as Veronica turned round. She smiled at him, then with a giggle, turned back to face the front, still giggling. Somehow, the act of turning had pulled her shirt tight across her chest, accentuating her small firm breasts. Instantly, Stan developed a large and uncomfortable erection, just as the teacher spoke. "Stan, if you are having a problem, come and show me it. " Stan started to panic slightly. He had a problem all right and if he stood up, his problem would be clear for all to see. "No, it's all right. " Stan mumbled into his jotter. Thinking fast he looked up, "Just a decimal point in the wrong place. " The teacher looked at him for a moment then went back to her corrections. Veronica turned round to look at him, laughter in her eyes. Stan blushed and looked back down at his blank page. The ground could not swallow him up fast enough.
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The maths period seemed to drag on and on. The only redeeming feature was that it was the last lesson before the final bell. When the final bell rung, Stan stuffed his maths books into his bag. The knowledge that the less work done during class was more homework did not fill him with joy. So wrapped up in his glum musings that when someone spoke to him in the corridor, he visibly jumped. "'Decimal point in the wrong place'? Yeah really!" Veronica looked at him quizzically. Stan just looked her and shrugged. The twinkle in her eyes was starting to set his blood a boil. They walked in silence to the school door. Veronica glancing frequently at Stan. Stan looking anywhere but at Veronica. At the door, Stan was ready to break into a run. The privacy of his house and room the only goal. As his muscles tensed, Veronica spoke. "Stan?"Stan paused and with trepidation replied, "Huh, yes?"Now it was Veronicas turn to pause.
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Shyly, she spoke "Will you walk home with me?"Stan's mind and emotions were in turmoil. There was nothing more he wanted to do, but not do. It tore at him. As though sensing his turmoil, Veronica stayed quiet. To get home he had to walk past her house anyway so with excited reluctance he agreed. As Stan walked down the street, he was all too aware of his companion. He found having her near strangely pleasing, and that surprising realisation started to make him hard again. To distract his mind, he looked around. This had the opposite effect than the one intended, as his eyes drifted unbidden to Veronica. Having spent most of the day looking at her back, he was faced with the fresh new view of her front, from a very close, elevated view. This close, he could see how pronounced her breasts had become and was surprised at how much they had grown. He had not realised he was blatantly staring until a rather purposeful, if somewhat embarrassed cough brought him back. The pavement to her house was studied with the complete non-attention only a teenager can achieve. It was with an equal mixture of both relief and sadness that he greeted the sight of her front door. Stan was about to speak but Veronica got in first.
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"If you need help with your homework," she said, looking at his bag, "I'll give you a hand". Indecisive, Stan just stood, saying nothing. Seeing no reply forthcoming, Veronica turned towards the door, pulling out her key as she did so. Stan just stood there and watched as she opened the door. As she entered the threshold, she looked back "Well?"Stan felt as though someone had removed his brain, as his feet, on their own accord shuffled forward and words even he did not understand passed his lips. He followed behind her as the door, forgotten, clicked softly shut behind him. She led him into the living room then pointed towards the dinning table. "We'll do your homework there, I just need to change. I'll be back in a minute. " Stan watched her depart, wondering what she was going to change into. He followed her through the house with his ears. Listening as she climbed the stairs, her footsteps fading as she got further away. A door shut and he could hear them no longer. Stan realised as he stood there, that for all the years he had known her, he had never been in her house. For what seemed like an age, he just stood there, dumbly looking around, before he moved to the table and withdrew his homework.
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"You're keen. " Stan whipped his head round at the sound of Veronicas voice. "Uh! Sorry, I didn't hear you come down" Stan replied. Stan was not sure what to expect, but was surprised to see her still in her school uniform. The reason for her quiet entrance, he noticed was that she was barefoot. This fact just seemed to accentuate her bare legs even more. He shifted uncomfortably as he felt his cock start to stiffen once more. As she drew closer, he noticed that shoes and socks were not the only things she had removed. Standing pert and proud, her breasts, unfettered by bra, pushed against the thin fabric of her shirt. Stan could not remove his eyes from the sight. Veronica noticed. Blushing she spoke "The straps dig in, and it's restricting""You don't need it, you're beautiful as you are" Stan groaned inwardly as uncontrolled, the words spilled from his mouth. Veronica giggled "But not as beautiful as I might be without the shirt?""Well now you mention it. . .
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"With a snort, Veronica twisted slightly, grabbed a cushion of the couch, and laid into Stan. "Hey! Go easy on the body work. " Stan said as he tried to dodge the blows. Veronica replied with renewed vigour. Seeing defeat in sight, Stan countered attacked. A brief struggle ensued, but Stan's superior strength en-sued the outcome. Veronica stepped back to retreat, but tripped over Stan's Foot. Laughing they both tumbled onto the couch. Suddenly Stan was aware that he was lying on top, his body pressed against hers. His left hand on top her right breast. He could feel her nipple through the material. Guiltily, reluctantly, he slowly slid his hand to her side. Unable to face her he looked away, and noticed that her skirt had risen so far up, that it barely covered her knickers. Not only that, but her left leg was between his legs and firmly against his cock. Stan was captivated by the sight of so much bare leg so close that he started to harden.
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His growing erection pressed against Veronica's leg, which only heightened his feelings and sped the process up. Aware there was no way he could hide his erection he turned to face Veronica. The look of revulsion he expected was not there, just one of expectancy. He looked at her face, framed in that beautiful brown hair. Finally giving into temptation, he slid his left hand up to her hair and slowly, reverently ran his hand though it. Waves of pleasure rippled in him as he did so. His hand, travelled back up, and slowly caressed the smooth skin of her cheek. It followed the contours of her face, gliding to, and along, her chin. As Stan's fingers passed along her chin, Veronica gasped slightly. Her mouth opening, her lips pulling back to reveal the red velvet depths within. Stan, filled with lust, leant forward, and placed his lips against hers. Her mouth opened wider, their tongues clashing as though in some bizarre sword fight.
Her hands circled him, pulling him tighter against her. Embarrassed at his actions Stan broke off. "Wow!" He said.
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Veronica smiled and licked her lips. Stan followed the movement, and then gave into temptation. Their second kiss was just as frantic and passionate as the first. As they kissed Stan's roving left hand travelled down her body. Riding over waist and skirt to rest briefly on her thigh before travelling downward again. When he got to her knee, he slowly, tenderly, lovingly circled it before starting back up. As he kissed, Stan marvelled at the softness of the flesh beneath his hand. Emboldened, he slid it up under her skirt, feeling the fabric of her panties. When no swift rebuttal followed, he slowly slid his hand over. His thumb leading the way across her midriff. Still with no resistance, he eased his waist off hers, sliding it to the side. With the way ahead clear, he continued moving his hand across. He marvelled at the strange contours his hand was describing, as it traversed the front of her underwear. So new was the experience, that he broke of the kiss, to follow his hand with his eyes. With her short skirt up around her waist, he had a clear view of her plain white cotton panties, and the contours they hid.
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Contours that his fingers now explored. His fingers traced the outline of a valley, and he ran his forefinger down the cleft. Veronica shuddered as he did so, so he repeated it. She shuddered again so he pressed harder and ran two fingers down, pressing the cotton in as he went. This time she groaned. As his fingers gently massaged her pubis, his eyes roamed her body. Her chest rose and fell in way that was most becoming, her nipples engorged and jutting proudly through the material. The sight was truly captivating. Stan sat up, his left hand still slowly rubbing away. His own erection completely forgotten, Stan brought his right hand over to caress her left breast. To Stan, this was heaven. The feel of the breast beneath was a feeling he could not describe, but a pleasure he could enjoy. Veronica started to breathe small rapid breaths. Her body seemed incapable of staying still. Her panties had gone from dry to damp to wet.
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Her movements more frenzied. She seemed to have no control of her hands as they waved about. Curious, Stan pressed the fingers of his left hand, further into the widening hole. The moisture of the soaked panties making it easier. As if in tandem, Veronica opened her legs wider. Stan responded by slowly rubbing harder, marvelling as he did so, at the new found ridges of flesh. As Stan's fingers explored her cleft, they passed over a small bump. As they did so, Veronica gasped and moaned. Maliciously, Stan repeated the movement. With the same response. His fingers had only stroked the area a few times when Veronica let out a faint mewling noise that, along with her body movements, slowly faded away. Aware that something of note had happened, Stan slowly removed his fingers. Veronica slowly opened her eyes and looked at Stan. Stan, uncomfortable with the gaze joked, "I think, we might need a bigger couch. ""Like my bed?" She teased.
She stretched, luxuriating in the after glow. Stan looked at her, stretched out beneath him. "I don't think I could last the distance"Veronica raised a hand an ran her fingers along his cheek "You've lasted this long"He bent down to kiss her "Fuck knows how" He gently kissed her again. They embraced in another passionate kiss. Veronica gently forced him on to his side, his back against the back of the couch. She took his bottom lip between her teeth and gently nibbled, Stan pulled away. "Stop that. It tickles. "Veronica slipped from his grasp and sat up on the edge of the couch. Suddenly self-conscious she rearranged her clothing. Worried that he had done something wrong, Stan sat up as well, "What's up? Have I done something wrong?"Veronica looked at him and laughed, "You bring me to orgasm, and then ask if you have done something wrong?"Stan had the decency to look foolish. Standing, she looked down at him. "Maybe its best if we went to my room. God knows. I'd hate for my parents to walk in.
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"She walked over to the door then paused. "Well are you coming?"Stan rose from the couch, his erection straining the front of his trousers and followed her out the door. As she climbed the stairs in front of him, he could not help but stare at the outline of her rear. Oh how he so wanted to hold and grasp that flesh. Fuelled with lust he speeded up his ascent. Unfortunately for him, so did the laughing Veronica. On entering her room, she stopped and turned round. Stan slowed down and drank in the sight of her. Veronica opened her arms and Stan stepped into her embrace. As their lips met, Stan's hands prowled her back. Veronica seemed content to leave her hands round is waist. Stan on the other-hand, wished he had as many hands as that goddess, Kali. His hands found their way under her skirt again. Grabbing a fleshy cheek in each hand, he kneaded them, enjoying the sensation of flesh against the thin material. Eventually Veronica broke off the kiss.
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She looked at him "Stan, I love you. "Stan looked at her perfect face, then lent forward and rubbed his nose gently against the side of hers. "I love you too"Their mouths met again, lips brushing lightly against the others. Stan loved the smell of her, the feel of her. She felt so right in his arms. It was if he had always been missing a part of himself. A part he had just found. He could not think of a better feeling in the whole world. As he hugged her close, he felt his revitalised erection press against her. She pressed back, lightly swaying, rubbing him through his clothes. Stan wondered how he had managed to miss her all these years. How could such a goddess have been blatantly under his nose? How had he managed to wait all that time until now before becoming intimate with her?Emboldened, Stan broke the kiss and drew back slightly. His hands moved round from her back to her front. She kept her hands wrapped round his waist. Stan ran his fingertips over her burgeoning breasts.
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He stopped his fingertips at the top button of her blouse. Not used to tackling buttons from this angle, he struggled at first. Veronica, giggling, was happy to watch him struggle. "You could give me a hand, you know. " Stan petulantly spoke. Veronica just giggled again. "I like watching you struggle. Maybe I should put my bra back on and watch you struggle with it"Stan pinched her bum "Don't you dare" Veronica squealed and darted out of reach. Stan watched as she climbed onto the bed. Amazed at how erotic she managed to make such a normal, everyday occurrence. She patted the space next to her. Stan, not quite in control of his body, walked forward. Managing to walk in a fashion that would make the director of a low-budget zombie film dance with glee. He paused at the side of the bed as Veronica lay back and extended her limbs across the duvet. In the process, her skirt rose and the bottom of her shirt rode up her stomach.
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Stan stared at the flat expanse of pale flesh, marked only by the belly button in the middle. She idly moved her arm over and played with the hem of her blouse. Feeling as though he had his heart in his mouth, he raised his leg and rested it on the bed. Screwing up all his courage, he climbed onto the bed. As he carried out the manoeuvre, he was painfully aware that he did so with a quality of finesse that was the complete opposite of Veronicas. Aware that he was moving with the grace of a clockwork robot, he looked at her. She was smiling, her eyes, laughing. Finally, on the bed, Stan knelt next to Veronica's prone form. She was still twisting her shirt hem around her finger. There she lay, ready for him and he was buggered if he knew what to do next. He wondered if he should kiss her or try to undress her. Both options were daunting prospects. As if understanding Stan's' sudden reticence, Veronica stopped playing with her shirt hem, and took his hands in hers.
Slowly she guided them up her chest to her small, pert breasts. Stan slipped his hands from hers and gently grasped her breasts through the blouse.
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The rhythmic action of his groping caused the bottom of her shirt to ride higher up. The folds of the cloth were starting to get in the way. Resigning himself to more mockery, Stan continued in his attempt to undo her buttons. Stan found that, strangely, the going was easier from this angle. As the final button came undone, he swallowed and inhaled a deep breath. Taking hold of the opposing sides, he parted them. As the blouse drew back, revealing the small, perfectly formed mounds beneath, he let his breath out in a rush. He placed his palms over her proud, erect nipples. Her skin felt so smooth and flawless. He let her nipples scrape across his palms. If he were to die now, he would die a happy boy. Veronica moved her hands to his clothing and tugged at it meaningfully. Stan blushed. He brought his hands back to his own shirt buttons. Much to his embarrassment, he found himself rendered incapable of undoing his own buttons.
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There was a pop and a button sailed off into the depths of her bedroom. Stan was painfully aware of Veronica's suppressed laughter. Gratefully free of his shirt and its embarrassing buttons, he lowered his attention to his trousers. Determined not to make a meal of their removal. He quickly undid his belt and top trouser button. Sitting down on the bed next to her, he removed his socks. Stan grasped the waistband of his trousers and with the aid of a complicated jiggle, pulled the waist to his thighs. Unexpectedly his underpants travelled with the trousers. Stan paused in sudden renewed embarrassment, as the naked flesh of his rump encountered the bed linen. Stan had never been naked as the day he was born, apart from the day he was born, to any female, except his mother. There followed a discomforting pause, finally broken by Veronica, slowly removing her skirt from around her waist and her blouse from her shoulders. In a perverse move, to take his gaze and attention from the expanse of bare, pale flesh next to him. Stan removed both trousers and pants in a hurried fluster of movement. He sat there for a moment, his erection painfully proud and visible contrary to the shame he felt. Steeling what little reserves of courage he had left, he turned and looked down at her supine form.
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"Like what you see?" She teased. "Yes""Prove it. ""Is that a challenge?" He replied with bravado that he did not posses. "What do you think?" Her hand rose and softly caressed his cock. Stan lowered his body next to hers and kissed her. A small tingling sensation started at the end of his cock and a sense of panic started to take over. He was close to coming, and there was nothing on Earth, he could do about it. Veronicas hand continued to caress his manhood in the most exquisite way. His imminent ejaculation was only moments away and he did not know what to do. He broke off the kiss, and sat up, meaning to calm down. That proved to be a mistake, as he looked down at her tight young body, clothed in only a feminine pair of panties. He gasped as his cock involuntarily twitched and fired stream after stream of cum onto her belly and chest. Veronicas hand continued to stroke him. He was horrified "I'm sorry, so sorry!"Veronica ran her fingers though the clinging messes on her chest and stomach, fascinated with the colour and texture. Stan sunk back onto the bed in abject misery.
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Veronica turned to face him. "Why"Stan could not speak, let alone answer. Veronica rolled over and onto Stan. Her body smearing his come all over both their fronts. She looked at Stan "I still love you. " With that, she lowered her head and kissed him, deeply and passionately. As she kissed him, she slowly gyrated her hips against his. Her panty covered mound grinding against his now flaccid cock. Stan reached up. One hand caressed her back, the other, the back of her head. Much to his surprise, under the gentle movements of her hips, he was becoming hard again. Veronica felt his rapidly hardening shaft and ground harder. She broke off the kiss. "My, look who has quickly recovered. Are you going to use it this time, or do you plan to soak me a second time?" She tweaked a nipple with her hand.
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In reply, Stan pushed her onto her back, ran his hands under her panties, and with a quick tug, ripped the flimsy fabric clean off. Letting the torn garment fall off the edge of the bed, he brought his cock against her bare cunt for the first time. Spreading her legs wide, Veronica reached down and grabbed his throbbing erection. With one hand, she guided him, the other she used to open her lips wider. Stan could not believe this was happening. He felt the end of his cock settle between her cunt lips. With a pleasure he could not describe, he slowly lowered his body onto hers, slowly driving his cock deep into her. The feeling of her velvety smoothness, encircling more and more of him as he pushed deeper almost caused him to cum again. As the skin of their stomachs met, she encircled his back with her legs, driving him deeper. At first their lovemaking was slow and tender, but as Stan gained more confidence, his strokes became bolder. His thrusts deeper. Veronica panted, whimpered and nuzzled at his neck. She orgasmed again. The muscles of her stomach contracting and expanding in ripples. The walls of her cunt rippling around his shaft.
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She clawed and scratched at his back, bit at his neck and squeezed him with her legs. She whispered his name repeatedly. A burning spread from his cock, running up the underside of his shaft to his balls. His thrusts became more violent. With great relief, he came. The fluid rushing along his knob to erupt from his bell end, into the welcoming flesh beyond. They lay side on, looking into each other's eyes, kissing lightly. Stan stayed in her, no desire to part. Veronica, likewise content to have him still in her, basked in the afterglow, and the feeling of him still pressing against her inner walls. They slept for while, still entwined, until Veronica heard a car pull up outside. She shook Stan awake. "I think we better get up and dressed before my parents walk in" She smiled at the thought. With a sigh of regret, she sat up allowing Stan to slip out of her. Then with another sigh of loss, left the bed. Stan watched as she walked over to a set of drawers and removed a clean pair of panties.
She slipped them on over her shapely legs and thighs, stopping momentarily to adjust the fit. Then she opened another drawer and removed a t-shirt. Slipping it on over her head, she looked round at Stan. "Oh for goodness sake!" She looked at his fresh erection "Don't you ever stop?"Stan shrugged, and continued to stare. Veronica walked over to the bed. She bent down and kissed Stan, her hand trailing over his hardon. "Come on lover boy. Get up and dressed before my parents go bat shit. "Smiling he rose and went in search of his clothes. Downstairs, as he was collecting his homework Veronicas mother walked in. "Oh. Hello Stan. ""High Mrs Fitzgerald""I have not seen you around lately. Have you been ill?" She politely enquired. "No.
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Just been busy""You are missing a button there; I could easily sew another one on for you? If you are staying long that is?"Stan looked at the gap in his shirt. "Lost it playing football, it's not a problem. Veronica invited me around. Offered to help me with my maths. Finding it a bit hard" Stan supplied. "Really! What adding or subtracting? Or was there a bit of multiplication going on?" She asked innocently. Stan blushed. "MOTHER!" Squealed Veronica in embarrassment. "Stan, Ignore her she is only trying to wind you up"As she led him out of the room towards the front door Sam whispered to her, "She is succeeding. " In reply, she poked him in the ribs. At the door, she held him close and tenderly kissed him on the lips. Stan kissed back, his tongue rubbing against hers. Some very pointed coughing emanated from the kitchen. Guiltily they parted. Stan looked towards the kitchen "I think your mother has x-ray vision.
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"Veronica laughed "No silly, that's just past personal experience coughing. She was a teenager once, remember. "Stan smiled in return and headed down the path. "Stan?"He stopped and turned round "Yes?""Will you walk with me to school tomorrow?"Stan shrugged his shoulders "Okay".
