Déjà vu
It was coming up to the end of term, summer holidays were on the horizon. There was a typical sense of subtle
anarchy that hung in the air, everyone at my school were pushing the boundaries in silly and immature fashions
knowing that the holidays were just around the corner. My name is Justin and I’m about to finish year nine at my
school (I was turning fifteen in the summer). Although I was a pretty average kid, I always felt like I had matured
faster than everyone else in my age group, I had discovered sexual arousal from a very early age, I have a
strong memory of sneaking out to watch TV when my parents were asleep and watching some terrible show on
late night channel five. Nonetheless, there was nakedness and softcore sex involved and that’s when I first
discovered my ability to achieve a hard on. I had no brothers or sisters, so growing up I had a lot of time to
myself, meaning I had a lot of time to play, with myself. At six years old I used to play games and imagine there
was a line of twenty girls or so outside waiting to fuck me. I would lay on my bed, my hard preteen cock in hand
and imagine getting all the pussy a man, well in this case, a boy could dream of. Some years later, when I was
thirteen, I met a girl.
Her name was Sharon. She was twelve years old. She wasn’t the most attractive girl in the world, but she
wasn’t exactly bad looking. She had wild dark blonde hair; a pale face glittered with freckles around her cheeks,
soft brown eyes and adorable little red lips. I wasn’t exactly a social butterfly at my age so the fact I made a
friend who was girl was a blessing for me (even though she was a lot younger) being that I had my first sexual
experience with her. It was in an after school club. We were sat on the carpet in the corner of the room working
on something, I’m not sure why we weren’t sitting at a table but the teacher didn’t seem to mind, her legs were
naively parted and her underwear was clearly visible, her head down focusing on a drawing she then looked up
“Do you like vampires?” she asked looking at me with an eager childish smile, “yea I do, vampires are cool” I
replied (this was before the Twilight days)…She went on to say “do you want to play vampires with me?” I
agreed. She got up and grabbed my hand and went under a table where we couldn’t be seen (this was in the
same corner so there was no other kids around nor teachers). She lay down her legs opening and closing,
knees bent; I was sitting on my knees. “Now bite my neck” she demanded tilting her head to the side, so I did.
Her skin felt soft against my nose, it smelt naturally sweet. I remember biting quite hard and using my tongue as
well making her breathing heavier. She put her hand on the back of my head running her fingers through my
hair; I could feel my cock getting hard as I pressed myself up against her leg. She pulled away and looked at
me with curiosity, “what’s that in your trousers?” she asked, I turned red she then went on “is that your willy?
Can I touch it?” before I had the chance to speak she grabbed where my obvious hardon was on my trousers
and gasped. “Its so hard, is that because of me?” she said her eyes buzzing with excitement, I just shyly
nodded. The teacher then called us out as she saw us under the table and told us that I was to take Sharon
home being that she lived close to the school (her mum couldn’t pick her and my mum was busy until later
apparently) so the teacher gave me the key to Sharon’s house and said my mum would pick me up from there
later. We grabbed our stuff and she ran outside looking back at me as her blonde hair reflected the sunlight. It
was a beautiful day and the air smelt of freshly cut grass. As we got to her house she asked “would you like to
come see my room?” an invitation I had not received until now, I nodded with excitement she led me running
upstairs to her room, keeping behind her looking up her skirt as she went upstairs. She lay on her bed and
looked at me with a mischievous smile “Do you want to see it?” she said as she unclipped her skirt, before I
could say anything she was just in her underwear. She possessed beautifully pale smooth legs. She sat up
and pulled her knickers to one side and revealed her little pink sex to me. My cock was instantly hard; I caught
her looking at my crotch. “Now show me yours” she demanded. I clumsily pulled down my trousers and there
was my hard cock pointing directly at her, I had matured quite well in that department for my age, I was around
five to six inches with a nice girth, I wasn’t small for my age by any means. She looked at it with pure
amazement then looking back up at me she said “come here, we should play mummy and daddy”. As I
approached her she lay back pulling off her underwear and parted her legs. I don’t think she knew what was
involved, but I was too horny to care. I put my cock in between her twelve year old pussy lips and looked up at
her; she was biting her bottom lip. “Put it in” she whispered, I leaned over resting on one hand on the bed, and
with the other, guided my cock into her little wet hole. With my hand on my cock I rubbed it around her now
rather wet cunt get the end of my cock nice and wet, her eyes were closed as I felt her extremely tight pussy get
deeper on to my cock, and I was about half an inch in by now. It felt so good and so tight around my stiff cock
end. I pushed in a little deeper harder than I meant to “oww! I think you did something…” she said as she
winced. I pulled out, there was a bit of blood at the end of my penis, but I didn’t tell her “I think its ok…” and
before she could move I forced it back in all the way past her broken hymen. The feeling was so amazing I
came after four hard and deep thrusts, as I did; her pussy muscles clenched my cock as I pulsed hot cum inside
her. I lay there for a while my head on her chest. She squirmed and went to the toilet and didn’t come out for a
while. When she did she was silent, blank expression. It was pretty awkward for the rest of the time, we didn’t
speak. My mum came to pick me up and that was the last time I saw Sharon. She didn’t turn up at the after
school club after that.
So back to school time now, I hadn’t had a sexual encounter since, but I had been going out with this pretty girl
for a couple of months, her name was Jenny. She was fourteen, had long black hair, she was half Portuguese,
being 5 ft 7 she was the same height as me, stunning big brown eyes and curious complexion, she was pale but
in more creamy sense. The most we ever did was make out a bit and hold hands. Once we procured some
alcohol when I slept over one time and whilst she was asleep, I fiddled with her pussy a bit but then she moved
and it would have been impossible for me to continue. School had finished and she invited me over. On the
bus she looked sad but she wouldn’t tell me what was wrong. When we got to her room she said we sat on the
edge of her bed. “I’m moving, my mums getting back with my dad” “doesn’t your dad live in America?” “Yes” “so
that means?” “Yea…” We both looked at each other, in order to avoid anymore words I leaned over to her and
we made out, it was very bitter sweet. I then ran my hand up her leg and up her skirt, she didn’t stop me. I felt
the warm heat of her pussy radiate against my hand as I pulled her underwear to the side, she looked at me
teary eyed and felt my crotch, and I was obviously hard. She pushed my hand away and pushed me to lie down
on her bed; she undid my trousers looking at me in the eyes barely smiling. My cock was let lose, it stood high
and proud with a bit of pre-cum oozing out the top. She then straddled me and lifted up her skirt, pulled her
underwear aside and pushed her self on top, it felt even better than my first experience, and she stopped as my
cock reached her hymen. “I cant do this” she said, tears began to fall from her eyes, as she tried to move my
primal urges kicked in and I grabbed her hips and forced her onto my cock, she cried out but I didn’t break her
hymen, I tried again and this time I felt a rib then an incredible warm wet sensation as her pussy engulfed my
cock, she was fully crying next to my ear pleading for me to stop. My bare cock inside her tight wet cunt, there
was no way I could stop. I forcefully held her in place as I thrusted my hips upwards; her pussy was wet and was
dripping down my shaft. The sound of her tears made me fuck her no longer virgin cunt harder, her pussy
seemed to squeeze every inch of my cock, her crying subsided and turned into short hard breaths each time I
pushed my self inside, I could feel my balls churning and I knew I was about to cum, she gripped my shirt as I
furiously pounded her. She then let out a cry as I pulled her all the way onto my cock cumming deep inside her
fertile pussy. As soon as I was done, she squirmed and lifted her self up off my cock dripping cum everywhere,
she told me to get out as she cried head in hands kneeled in the corner. I didn’t know what to do, I approached
her “fuck off!” she shouted her eyes full of tears. I put on my trousers, left her in her room, and went home.
That was the last time I ever heard of her. Déjà vu.