This is a kinky fetish of mine, of being dominated and owned, but Ive never had the nerve to actually do anything about to or mention it. WARNING: Thi... contains underage sex. If you dont like it, tough. I can make this into a chapter story – I already have a sort-of plot. If I should continue it, let me know. WARNING: LOOK AT THE THEMES. If none of these things turn you on, click BACK right now. Dont go blaming me for writing this – it was my own kinky mind. The room was quiet and hushed as men. It transpired that Kim was the girl she played with in the schoolyard, and that Kim was often dressed a little scruffily, but that they had no end of fun, and Kim was not stuck up at all. Kim was cool. She was a bit of a tomboy, she had auburn hair and freckles, and she lived in the country near the small wood. And they would pick her up from school and bring her back at eight. Josie went, of course. The two girls had a wonderful time. They went to the wood, picked flowers in the meadow,. Just push, hard." I never thought we would orgasm at the same time but we did. I was pushing and felt my cock get all tingly feeling then her pussy began contracting around me as Becky began thrusting up on me, faster and faster, putting us both over the top as we were both flooded with ecstasy and gripped each other tight kissing over and over. "Oh, I love you, Ben, I love you, you've made me feel so wonderful." "I love you, too, Becky," I panted as I held my weight off her but kept my cock. She felt her face blush. What if he was delayed? With a sigh, she put everything back. She nearly danced her way over to the den, her bare feet skipping lightly over the woven rugs and bare wood floor of the mountain cabin. Yoga? Not today. She would read. Deep breath. She settled into the soft leather sofa and picked up one of her texts, opened it to where she left off. The book smelled like academics, like print and acrid glue. She smoothed her hand over the page. She thought about his.