Stephany was a very young, petite and skinny, dark complected Latina, that was definitely flat-chested, and even though she had skinny little legs, she really had a nice firm little butt. She really was very attractive, and even though she didn’t feel that way, she always had an innocence that was alluring, and her sexy smile, made me smile too.
I had been attracted to her since I first saw her and her outgoing personality was probably the main reason, but now that she was in my class and being she was a little older, I was even more attracted to her. She still had a sexy look and a really friendly demeanor, but I still felt I needed to be careful.
Like I said, Stephany was dark skinned, which I thought was very attractive but it seemed she didn’t like it, because one day in class, when I overheard her say to a classmate, “I wish my skin wasn’t so dark,” I was shocked.
I could believe she felt that way and as soon as she was away from her classmates, I approached her and whispering said, “You shouldn’t worry so much about your looks.”
This made Stephany hesitantly look at me and when I smiled and inadvertently said, “You’re very pretty,” she looked at me apprehensively.
I worried I might have overstepped, however as she walked away, I could see she was smiling, obviously thinking about my remark, because she seemed to continually look my way to see if I was looking her way.
Eventually, she did sit down, and as I nonchalantly tried to not look her way, ignoring the comment, I sensed it made her feel good to know someone felt that way.
From that point on, I think there was an attraction we were both feeling or maybe it was an infatuation, in either case we knew we couldn’t pursue our feelings, even though we may have wanted too. Yea, we tried to keep our conversations as easygoing as possible, but we still found ourselves innocently flirting with each other, all the time knowing we needed to keep each other at an arms length.
As the story goes, every afternoon, I always tried to make sure to walk past the classroom where several students, including Stephany participated in after school activities. I wanted to see her and always hoped to wave at her as I headed home, however, this one afternoon as I passed by and looked in, there she was, and when we saw each other, she gave a quick wave. Bobbing my head and waving back, I continued on my way but suddenly I heard her voice call to me and when I stopped and looked back, she came out of the classroom.
Seeing her smiling as she hurried up to me, I smiled back and casually asked, “How’s it going.”
As she got closer Stephany looked at me and asked, “Where are you going?”
Looking at her I simply said, “I’m going home,” and then asked her, “Why?”
Hesitantly, she smiled and then excitedly asked, “Can I go?”
Smiling back and after a brief pause I said, “I live kinda far away, you really don’t want to go.”
Stephany was obviously searching for what to say and seeing she wanted something as we looked at each other I said, “I can give you a ride home if you want.”
After a slight pause, Stephany gave me one of her seductive smiles and said, “Let me go with you.”
Smiling and looking around I said, “Okay, come on,” thinking she was just joking around. However, as we looked at each other for a moment, I could see she was definitely contemplating it, and then not thinking, I again blurted out, “Come on, let’s go.”
Stephany suddenly had a big smile and as we looked at each other, I continued to think that she was just kidding around, and that she would go scurrying back into class, but was I ever wrong.
Suddenly, Stephany smiled and then turning she said, “Let me get my stuff.”
I didn’t know what to do, and as she left to go grab her backpack I thought, “What had I done.”
Quickly, just before she ducked into the classroom, I blurted out, “Meet me in the parking lot,” which made Stephany stop, and after giving me a smile and a wave, I hurried down the hall.
There was no way I could be seen walking out of the building with her, and as I got to the parking lot, I continued to worry about someone seeing us. I was torn as to whether she’d actually come out, but when the door opened and she walked out, I couldn’t help but smile. She too had a big smile and as she got closer, I opened the back door and throwing my bag in the backseat, I told Stephany to throw her backpack back there too.
As we both climbed in my car, I again looked around nervously and seeing there wasn’t anyone there, I quickly pulled out of the parking lot. Turning and looking over at her, I asked if she wanted me to take her home and hoped she’d say, “Yea,” but instead she said, “Can’t I go with you?”
It made me a little uncomfortable about what was happening and as I thought, “What should I do?” I tried to tell myself, “Isn’t this what I had wanted,” as I nervously headed toward my house.
We didn’t say anything for a couple minutes, and then nervously I said,”Don’t you think you should text your mom,” hoping that her mom might tell her that she needed to come home.
Smiling, as she took out her phone, Stephany quickly sent a text saying, she was going over to a friend’s house and then after sending it, Stephany turned to me and said, “Okay.”
Glancing over and smiling, I hesitantly asked, “Are you sure you don’t want me to take you home?”
Grabbing my arm and pulling on it, Stephany said, “Don’t you want me to go with you?”
“Oh my god,” I thought but before I could respond, Stephany suddenly got a text from her mom. I could see her smiling as she read it, and when I asked if everything was okay. Smiling Stephany said, “Everything’s okay.”
Smiling back nervously, Stephany again reached over and grabbing my arm, I couldn’t help but worry a little, but also thought, “What could I do now?”
The drive to my house seemed to be taking forever and I think we were both a little nervous too, because we didn’t really say anything. However, when I finally turned into my neighborhood, Stephany let go of my arm and said,”This is nice,” as she looked out the side window.
Turning back toward me smiling, Stephany again grabbed my arm and asked, “Where’s your house?”
She was obviously excited now as we continued into my neighborhood and when we pulled into my driveway I said, “Okay, here it is.”
Again, she looked out the window and as we pulled in the driveway, she simply said, “Wow!” and then asked, “Can we go inside?”
Foolishly, I smiled and nodding said, “Okay, but only for a couple minutes.”
Stephany gave my arm a little squeeze as I pulled into the garage and after putting the car in park, and we went inside, Stephany again said, “This is nice.”
Cautiously trying to usher us into the living room she looked around and asked, “Do you live here by yourself?”
Smiling and nodding my head yes, I nervously said, “Maybe we should get going.”
I really was nervous about being alone with her, and even though I had wanted this, a sudden rush of emotions came over me. However, as Stephany sat down on the couch, I realized she didn’t want to go and thought, “Let’s just see how this goes.”
Moving over and suspiciously sitting next to her, I put my hand on hers. As we looked at each other for a second, Stephany smiled and suddenly blurted out, “Do you remember telling me I was pretty?”
Looking over at her shocked, I paused, not knowing what to say, but then when I saw her smile, I inadvertently leaned over hugging and said, “Stephany, you’re very pretty.”
It felt good to hold her but as I sat back and we looked at each other, Stephany said, “Thanks for letting me come over to your house.”
There was another awkward moment as we looked at each other and when she shyly looked away, I gave her hand a little squeeze. Stephany now looked back at me and then innocently blurted out, “Do you think I’m too young?”
Yea, she was too young, but smiling at her I immediately asked, “Am I too old?”
Smiling, she leaned over and as we hugged, she kissed me on the cheek. I couldn’t believe what was happening and as we let go, there was a brief pause. I think we were both search for what to say, but as we looked at each other, I stupidly said, “I think about you a lot Stephany.”
I’m sure that shocked her and seeing her blush, I felt a little foolish. Standing up, I quickly asked, “Do you want me to show you around a little?”
I was so nervous, I needed something to slow things down, and seeing Stephany smile and nod her head, I reached out my hand. Stephany looked down at my hand continuing to smile, and as she took it I pulled her to her feet.
After briefly showing her around the house, we eventually made our way back to the living room, and as we sat back down on the couch, I asked, “Do you want something to drink?”
Smiling, she nodded her head, and as I went into the kitchen I said, “I’m not sure what I’ve got.”
Stephany had followed me into the kitchen and as I opened the refrigerator I said, “I’ve got a couple beers and some hard seltzers.”
As Stephany leaned to look in, I explained that the seltzers were flavored, and as she excitedly stood up she asked, “What flavors are there?”
Quickly surveying what I had, I said, “Well, there’s watermelon, blue raspberry, wild cherry, and lemon lime.”
Hearing what there was, she leaned back down and as she looked in, there was a pause. Feeling I needed to help her decide, I suggested, “How about blue raspberry?”
This made her smile and nodding her head she said, “Yea.”
Smiling, I grabbed it, handed it to her and as I grabbed a watermelon one for myself, I ushered us back into the living room. I knew she’d like the flavored seltzer and as she sat down on the couch, Stephany asked me, “What flavor did you get?”
Holding out my can to show her, she smiled, and as I sat on the couch next to her I asked, “Do you want me to open it for you?”
Smiling, she handed it to me, and after a quick flip of the top, I handed it back and then opened mine.
We both took a big drink, and as she looked at the can, I asked, “What do you think?”
Stephany took another sip and after swallowing hard she smiled and said, “These are great.”
These hard seltzers were like Cool-aid and as we sat there drinking and making idle chit chat, I realizing we were drinking on an empty stomach. Turning, I asked, “Do you wanted something to eat?”
I knew I didn’t really have anything, but as I looked at her, I said, “I’m not sure what I’ve got.”
Getting up and heading into the kitchen, Stephany stood up too and as she again followed me she suddenly suggested, “Maybe we can order a pizza.”
I didn’t know what to do, on one hand, I consciously felt I needed to take her home, but on the other hand, this was probably my one and only chance to be with her.
Turning and looking at her I shyly asked, “Are you sure you don’t want me to take you home?”
It was starting to get late and after looking at my watch I said “Maybe I should take you home.”
It was obvious that she wanted to stay and as she shook her head and said, “It’s okay, I wanta stay, “ which made me ask, “Are you sure, won’t your parents be worried about you?”
Smiling and shaking her head again, I cautiously said, “Okay, well, what kind of pizza do you want?”
Stephany had a big smile and as I stood up and went into the kitchen to call the pizza place, she ended up following me. I ordered a small pepperoni pizza and after hanging up, we headed back out to the living room. As we sat on the couch and continued to drink and talk as we watched TV, I cautiously thought about wanting to make out with her. Yea, I was feeling more confident probably because of drinking, and feeling I might have a chance as I looked at her smiling Stephany asked, “What’s wrong?”
Nothing was wrong and as I shook my head and looked away there was a knock at the door. Suspiciously looking at each other, not really thinking, I worried, “Who could that be,” but then quickly realizing it was probably the pizza delivery. Smiling, I put my drink down and as I stood up I said, “I’ll bet that’s the pizza.”
Stephany stood up too, and as I walked over to the door, I took out my credit card and after opening the door and paying, I grabbed the pizza, closed the door, and headed toward the kitchen. As I went past Stephany she said, “That smells good.”
Smiling back and motioning for her to follow me, Stephany quickly sat her drink down on the coffee table and followed me into the kitchen. As I put the pizza down on the table and flipped open the lid, I said, “That does look good.”
Grabbing a couple plates from the cabinet, I remarked, “I’m really hungry,” and as I handed Stephany plate she simply replied, “Me too.”
After handing her a couple slices and taking a few for myself, we headed back to the living room. As we sat down, we both grabbed our drinks and after taking a sip, we quickly ate our pizza. We didn’t really say anything but Stephany seemingly inched closer to me, as we watched TV.
It was nice to be with her and as we finished eating, I held up my empty seltzer and asked Stephany if she wanted another. Looking at me, she quickly tried to finish hers and as she nodded her head, I went into the kitchen.
As I opened the refrigerator I yelled out to her, “What flavor!”
After a brief pause she yelled, “Wild cherry.”
Smiling to myself, I grabbed it, and a lemon lime one, and quickly went back to the living room. As I handed her the hard seltzer, I looked at her and asked, “Do you want anymore pizza?”
After a second Stephany said, “No, I’m good,” as we smiled at each other.
Moving over and sitting next to her, I took a drink and when Stephany suddenly reached over and putting her hand on my thigh, I turned. It surprised me and as I looked at her she said, Thanks for letting me come over.”
Instinctively, I leaned over and giving her a hug I said, “I’m glad too.”
Smiling, we eventually hugged again, and as we did, I put my hand on her back. I could feel her little bra strap as I hugged her, as my hand moved to her side, I could feel her ribs, which made me lean away and nervously took a big drink from my seltzer.
Sitting back up, and looking at her, Stephany had a big smile and as we looked at each other, Stephany suddenly leaned over again, and giving me a hug, she leaned up and kissed me on the cheek. Again, it surprised me and as she sat back, Stephany shyly looked down.
I could see she was blushing, and as I casually lifted her chin and our eyes met, and I leaned toward her, Stephany closed her eyes in anticipation. After a simple kiss on the lips, I leaned away and as we looked at each other, I could see a shy smile.
I sensed she was a little buzzed, but after she took her drink, I took it from her and as I sat it on the coffee table, she asked, “What’s wrong?”
Sitting my drink down too, I turned and as we looked at each other, I smiled and then putting my hands on her waist, I asked, “Are you okay?”
Smiling, she nodded her head and as I leaned into her again, Stephany closed her eyes. Kissing her, she turned her head to one side and as I moved my hand around to her back, I couldn’t believe what was happening. Continuing to kiss her, I instinctively tried to push my tongue into her mouth, which made Stephany pull away slightly. Opening her eyes and smiling as we kissed, she eventually closed her eyes again and opening her mouth, our tongues met.
Pulling her closer, I subtly brought my other hand up to her chest until I could feel her bra, and as I cupped her little boob and gave it a little squeeze, Stephany gasped and opened her eyes.
She really was flat chested and as I continued to feel on her boob as we kissed, Stephany put her hand on mine. I didn’t want to stop but as I casually moved my hand down and placed it on the couch, we both took a breath. I was hesitant, but as we looked at each other Stephany suddenly apologized, saying, “Sorry.”
I was a little confused and when I asked, “What for?”
She smiled, and looking down, seemingly embarrassed, she shook her head.
I told her, “Don’t worry,” as I moved my hand to her thigh, and as Stephany looked back up smiling, I smiled too.
I didn’t want her to feel bad and after another brief kiss I asked, “Do you want to stop?”
She seemed a little apprehensive then when she smiled, I again pulled her close and gave her a hug. As we again started kissing, I could feel she was still smiling. She felt so good and as I moved my hand between her legs, and slid it up toward her crotch, Stephany naively spread her legs. However, as soon as I started to feel on her pussy through her pants, she instinctively moved her hand down and grabbing mine, she pushed it away.
Moving my hand away, we stopped kissing and as we looked at each other, I slyly slid my hand to her waist. Continuing to smile at each other, we again leaned toward each other and as we kissed, I immediately moved my hand up under her shirt. Reaching for her little bra again, I casually felt on her little boob. Stephany again quickly moved her hand up, and as she tried to hold my hand against her chest, I again pushed my tongue in her mouth as we kissed.
Sliding my hand to her back, and feeling for her little bra strap, I immediately pinched the clasp unhooking it. Her bra immediately dropped off her shoulders and as it hung loose, Stephany quickly reached up and grabbed it, holding it against her chest.
Looking at me as we stopped kissing, I could see a sly little smile and then as she gave me another kiss, I laid her back on the couch and boldly positioning myself on top of her. This made Stephany smile and as we again kissed, I found myself kneeling on the floor between the couch and coffee table.
Leaning back and moving both my hand up to her chest and as we continued to look at each other, I tried to scoot her shirt up. I wanted to see her little titties, but Stephany again stopped me. Looking at her, I smiled and then as I tried to reassure her, she nodded.
Stephany looked a little nervous about what was happening, but not wanting her to stop me, I leaned up and gently asked, “Do you want me to stop?”
When she didn’t say anything right away, I moved my hands to her waist and as I gave her a little squeeze, Stephany looked at me and said, “It’s okay.”
I’m sure we were both a little nervous but after pulling her close and giving her a quick little kiss, I casually moved my hands down, trying to undo the snap on her pants, which made Stephany smile cautiously. Quickly unzipped them and trying to put my hand down her pants, Stephany hastily reached down and grabbed my wrist, just as I got my fingers under the band of her panties.
Pulling my hand away, we looked at each other, which made me ask if she was okay? I had such a hard on right now, I didn’t want to stop and when Stephany smiled and again replied that she was okay, I moved my hand away and then again leaning toward her, we again kissed.
I again tried to slide my hand down her pants and as my hand slipped under her panties, wanting to feel her pussy, I suddenly stopped and hesitantly took my hand out. I knew she was young and as I leaned back, Stephany asked, “What’s wrong?”
Nothing was wrong but I was a little apprehensive about it and as I reached down and adjusted my cock in my pants, Stephany instinctively looked down too. I’m sure she could tell I had a hard on, and as she looked at me and smiled curiously, she reached down.
Smiling, knowing what she wanted, wanting it too, I took her hand and placed it against my crotch, I made sure she felt it through my pants. Shyly smiling and looking at me, she gave my cock a gently squeezed. Grinning reassuringly I asked, “Do you want to go in my bedroom?”
Hesitantly, she smiled and after a pause, I kissed her and then standing up, I took her hand. Wanting her to follow me, she eventually stood up too and as I led us into my bedroom, she squeezed my hand as we went through the door.
Stephany then seemed to stop, which made me turn and ask, “Are you okay?”
It was obvious she was scared but as I moved closer and put my hands on her waist, I turned her and smiling, I guided us into my bedroom. Stephany was trying to hold her pants with one hand so they wouldn’t fall down, and as we looked at each other, I kissed her and gradually moved her over to the bed. Turning her to face away from me, I pulled her close and as I reached around feeling on her tits, I kissed her on the neck.
Leaning back on me, I gently started to suck her neck, and as I casually slid one of my hand down, trying to put it down her pants, Stephany turned slightly. Facing me, she gave me a concerned look, but then we smiled at each other as I quickly lifted her up on the bed. This made her giggle, and as we continued to look at each other, I laid her back. Scooting her back a little more on the bed, she leaned up on her elbows to watch. Looking down, I could see that her pants had inched down enough to show the light blue band of panties.
Glancing up at her smiling, I immediately started tugging at the legs of her pants. Stephany now laid back and then smiling, she lifted her ass off the bed, allowing me to pull them over her feet. Casually dropping them to the floor and looking up, Stephany reached down and adjusted her flowery little powder blue panties.
I couldn’t believe it, she was so small but so pretty too and after scooting her over on the bed a little more, I quickly undid my pants. Letting them fall to the floor, I could see Stephany look down at my boxers. I knew she could see my cock bulging against them, and as I casually adjusted them, she looked up at me smiling sheepishly.
Smiling back as I started to climb on the bed with her, she moved over a little more, and as I crawled on top of her, she again giggled.
I tried to hold myself up off her, not wanting to crush her, and as I leaned on my elbows I moved so I could press my cock against her thigh. I wanted her to feel it and as we kissed, I casually tried to grind against her a little.
Looking at her, I again asked if she was okay. There was a pause and seeing her smile, she innocently said, “I’ve never done this before.”
I already knew she hadn’t and as I smiled and leaned into her and gave her a quick kiss, I again tried to reassure her that it was okay.
Stephany nodded, and smiling she put her arms around my neck, giving me a hug. I again reached up to feel on her tits as we kissed, and then when I tried to inch her shirt up and her little bra up too, we stopped kissing.
She still seemed a little embarrassed, because she moved her hands up covering her tits, and as she leaned up on her elbows and looked at me she apologized saying, “Sorry.”
I didn’t understand why but then realized she thought I might not like how small her boobs were or, maybe it was her that wished she had bigger boobs, in any case I didn’t want her to be embarrassed.
Smiling I told her, “Stephany, you’re very pretty.”
This made her smile too and as she leaned up, and we kissed, I smiled back at her, and casually pulled her shirt up. She really was flat-chested but right now that didn’t matter and as I moved down to kiss her chest, I eventually started sucking and tonguing her little hard nipples.
I could feel Stephany tense up a little and when I moved my one hand down until it was on her panties, she seemed to squirm a little as I pressed my finger into her slit. Stephany instinctively reached down and as she put her hand on mine she had me stop. She was really tight and was definitely a little wet, and as I moved my hand away, and we looked at each other for a second, I again told her not to worry.
Smiling and nodding, I immediately took her shirt off the rest of the way, and as I laid her back again and she got comfortable, I immediately moved dow kissing her chest and her stomach. Putting my hand on her chest as I continued down, I eventually found myself kissing her pussy through her panties, which made Stephany gasp slightly. Mouthing her pussy through her panties now, she reached down and as she touched my head she said, “Don’t.”
Raising up and looking down, I could see her panties were pushed into her slit, creasing her little pussy. I wanted to fuck her and as I looked up at her smiling, I could see by her face that she was unsure about what I was doing. Smiling, trying to reassure her I said, “Don’t worry,” as I placed my hand on her chest.
Stephany gave me a sheepish smile and as I went back to gently finger her little pussy through her panties, she laid back again. Mouthing her pussy again, I casually pulled her panties to the side with my fingers, and as I looked at her pussy, I shocked at how small she was. Glancing up at her, I ran my finger in her little slit, and when I gently dipped my finger in her, she rose up on her elbows, but didn’t stop me.
Reaching my hand up to her chest to steady her again, I smiled and as she watched, I went down and kissed her pussy again. She pulled up a little and as I got better positioned between her legs, I casually pushed my tongue into her little slit. She was wet and when I spread her pussy slightly with my fingers and started to eat her, she again laid back.
She was so tight, I wanted to fuck her, I wanted to get her off, and when she spread her legs a little more, I knew I had a chance. Bending her knees as I continued to lick at her clit and tongue her pussy, she squirmed a little.
I wanted her to cum, and as I continued to eat her pussy, desperately trying to get her off, Stephany naturally started to squeeze my head between her legs. Suddenly though, as she reached down and touched my head, she asked in an out of breath voice, “Stop.”
Knowing she was probably close to cumming, I tried to ignore her but when she grabbed at my head and again asked me to stop, I looked up at her. It was obvious she had climaxed and as I moved on top of her and kissed her, I immediately tried to guide my cock into her tight little pussy. Feeling me pushing into her, Stephany again told me to stop and as she looked at me and tried to push me away, I held her still.
Looking at her, and trying to kiss her, she turned her head, which made me stop, but only briefly. I needed this and as I continued to push my cock in her, she again asked me to stop. Telling her to relax as I continued to struggle to get it in her, I could see her grimacing a little, which made me ask,“Are you okay.”
I think she wanted to try it and I really didn’t want it to hurt either, and as I gave her a kiss, I again asked, “Are you okay,” and then said, “If you want me to stop, just tell me, okay?”
Stephany kept her eyes closed but then as she nodded, I felt I had a chance. Continuing to hold myself off her slightly, I reached down and tried to gently guide my cock in her again. Stephany then pushed on my chest again when she felt in going in . She was really wet now, but she was still so tight, and as I pressed into her more, Stephany again asked me to stop.
I didn’t want to stop, but did and as I pulled out, I again asked, “Do you want me to stop?”
Stephany had her eyes closed but seeing her smile as she put her arm around my neck again, she whispered,”Just go slow.”
Not wanting to stop, I kissed her, and then grabbing my cock, I slowly moved the head of my cock up and down her wet little slit. As I wiggled the head in her slit, I asked,”Are you okay,” hoping she’d relax enough to let me in.
Stephany took a deep breath and as she pulled me close, I again pushed into her. I wanted to be in her, I didn’t want it to hurt and as I gave her a kiss, I thought, “Oh yea,” as my cock slipped into her.
However, as soon as I was in her again, she again quickly pulled away. I tried to hold her down as she pushed on my chest, and then lifting off her slightly, I told her to relax. I knew it hurt, but I didn’t stop, and when Stephany said, “I’m sorry, it just hurts,” I smiled and told her, “It’ll go away.”
Smiling, she leaned up and after a kiss she said, “I’m okay.”
I knew it was going to hurt because she was so tight and when I asked, “Are you sure,” Stephany nodded her head.
Smiling back as I started to move my cock in and out of her, Stephany now grabbed the sheets, clinching a handful. Keeping her eyes closed, as my cock slipped in and out of her, I hoped she’d relax.
It felt good to be in her and when Stephany let go of the sheets and put her arms around my neck again, I started moving in and out of her a little faster, as she held on. Leaning into her more, she hugged me tighter, she opened her eyes, I again asked if she was okay. I hoped she was enjoying it, because I know I was, and then seeing her smile as she hugged me, I thought, “Don’t make me stop.”
Kissing her and then putting my head to the side of hers, and my hands under her shoulders, I started to move my cock in and out of her faster and more deliberately. I knew I had to be careful not to go too fast or push too hard, and as she hugged me tighter, I knew it must have hurt a little.
It really felt good, and the urge to cum was always right there as I continued to fuck her, but wanting it to last, I slowed down, even stopping now and then to kiss her and again ask if she was okay.
Smiling, Stephany pulled me close again and said, “I’m okay.”
I knew I probably needed to cum before she stopped me again but when I accidentally happened to push a little to far, she made me stop. Realizing what had happened as she tried to pull away, I deliberately held her still and said, “Sorry.”
Seeing her nod, I kissed her and again slowly started to fuck her. Moving a little faster, she held me tight and as we both started breathing a little harder, I tried to concentrate, wanting to cum.
I was close and when I said, “I’m going to cum,” Stephany quickly moved her hands down and started to push on my shoulders, telling me to stop.
I knew she wanted me to stop, but it was too late, and as I pushed deep inside her, and tried to hold her still, my cock started to jerk inside her. Realizing what was happening, she suddenly pulled away saying, “Don’t cum!”
Confused, I quickly reached down, and grabbing my cock, hastily trying to lift off her as I pulled out, I immediately leaned forward, trying to make sure to cum on her stomach. Stephany leaned up on her elbows and as I watched cum dribble out on her stomach and trickle down on her pussy, she again pulled away
Nervously looking too as cum ran down over her side, I leaned back letting my cock droop as it went limp. Thinking I might be upset or maybe just instinctively feeling she needed to apologize Stephany said, “Sorry.”
Looking up at her and seeing the concern on her face I thought, “It was probably me that should be saying sorry,” and as I tried to conceal my nervousness I simply said, “It’s okay.”
As she looked down at her stomach, I did too, and as cum ran down her one side, she casually put her fingers in it.
Stephany now smiled and asked, “You didn’t cum in me, did you?”
I was embarrassed, I didn’t want her to worry, but when I happened to look down and I saw what looked like a little blood on my cock, I anxiously looked back up at her. Stephany was smiling and seeing she looking at the cum on her stomach, I quickly put my hand down trying to cover myself.
Looking at each other for a moment, I tried to smile, but when she instinctively look down to see why I might be covering myself, I quickly rolled off the bed. Continuing to keep my hand on my cock I smiled and said, “Hang on,” as I hurried into the bathroom.
Closing the door, I sure she was worried why I left and as I quickly wiped the little bit of blood off my cock, I immediately realized that my thoughts of her being a virgin were probably true. Gathering my composure, I balled up the towel and after throwing it on the floor, I headed back to the bedroom. Smiling as I got close, Stephany smiled too and as I laid the towel on her stomach, and quickly tried to wipe it off, she cautiously looked up at me and said, “Sorry,” and then said, “I don’t want to get pregnant.”
I didn’t want that either, but I knew there was a chance that I did cum in her, and not wanting her to worry I smiled and asked, “You’re on the pill, right?”
Stephany looked at me smiling and then nervously said, “Yea,” which made me smile and nodding I said, “You won’t get pregnant then.”
This made her lean up and as we hugged, I dropped the towel to the floor. Stephany again touched her stomach and seeing she could still feel it was still kind of sticky, I asked, “Do you want to go rinse off?”
Nodding her head, I smiled and as I took her hand, she slid off the bed and went into the bathroom.
Going back over to the bed, and slipping my boxers back on, I could hear the water running. I only sat there waiting for a minute or two and as she came back, I stood up. Stephany had a towel wrapped around her and as she moved closer, we hugged and then kissing, she said, “That felt really good.”
Smiling back and giving her another hug and a kiss, there was a brief pause, but then looking at her I asked, “Do you want me to take you home?”
There was a concerned look on her face; I didn’t want her to go and it was obvious she wanted to stay too, but I felt it was probably best. I didn’t want her parents to worry and even though we could have spent the night, we eventually ended up getting dressed and I took her home.
I was torn, I wanted another chance to be with her, and the rest of that year it seemed she might be open to it, at least I thought she was, but we never did. I have continued to think about her, remembering the time we spent with each other, and still wish she’d come around. I think about Stephany a lot, she was definitely special, so special, I find myself thinking about her whenever I’m have sex.