I LOST IT to a 12 year old
I LOST IT to a 12 year old
Sex Story Author: | goodtimeAnn |
Sex Story Excerpt: | I pulled into the industrial park, drove all the way thru it, then turned onto a sugar sand road that |
Sex Story Category: | Fantasy |
Sex Story Tags: | True Story |
I’ll never forget my first time. I was 16 years old, dating this girl Maureen since 8th grade and we were now in the 10th at Oak Ridge high school and the furthest I had gotten in over two years, was a quick feel of her boobs outside her shirt. To say I had a perpetual case of blue balls was to put it mildly. School had let out for the summer, I was working part time for my dad at his gas station and had my first car, a beat up old 1967 pick-up truck. It was early on a Saturday, my best friend Billy and I stopped at this older dude Dakota’s apartment to score some weed. On the way in I noticed a young brunette that I had seen around the apartments, but never really paid attention to her, but I hadn’t seen her in a while. She had on a loose fitting black t-shirt with the Jack Daniels logo on the front. It was so obvious she was braless, her breasts were bouncing up and down and side to side as she walked down the steps from the second floor. She was short, very cute. Long dark brown hair, big green eyes, chubby cheeks and a cute smile as she passed us. I turnd to check her out and saw a nice round ass encased in tight blue jeans. Billy caught me looking and told me that was Georgeann. My cock, which was rock hard 90% of the time got even harder. “Bro, she’s only 12 years old,” Billy said, but then added, “I hear she’s pretty easy…I wouldn’t mind a piece of that.”
Well, we scored our dope, and a bonus of a case of Miller beer. On our way back to my truck, Georgeann was walking out of the apartments. I couldn’t help but watch her tits bounceing under her t-shirt as she walked. I started the truck just as it started to rain, the sky darkend quickly and lightning and thunder began. By the time I drove to the entrance to Oak Ridge road, Georgeann was soaking wet. I stopped next to her and offered her a ride. “Brian, right? and your Billy…yeah, I appreciate it,” Georgeann said as she climbed over Billy lap, and sitting between us. “Where ya heading?,” I asked. “No where really, just had to get away from my sister and her kids,” Georgeann said, then asked, “Where ya’ll going?.” I smiled and said, “Just out to the woods down the Trail towards Kissimmee, got some good smoke and a few beers, wanna hang out?.” Georgeann smiled, pulled her wet, long hair back and put it into a pony tail. Raising her arms to pull back her hair, caused her chest to stick out straight and high, the black wet t-shirt clinging to her like a second skin. I couldn’t believe the size of the tits this 12 year old girl had, definitly looked a lot bigger than my girlfriends. I was also very curious about the huge round, puffy nipples that poked out even more from the tip of her tits. “Yeah, that would be cool. I just gotta be back at the apartments by 6pm when my sister gets home,” Georgeann said. I glanced at my watch, it wasn’t even 10 am yet.
Georgeann was sitting in the middle, betwseen Billy and me. She had one foot on either side of the transmission hump on the floor. When I had to shift to second, my truck was a four speed, the long, floor stick shift had to come back almost to the bench seat, which with Georgeann sitting there, was right at her crotch. The first time, the back of my hand lightly came in contact with her denim covered crotch. I realized what I just did and took a quick glance at Georgeann’s face, she was looking at me with a devilish smile. When I shifted into fourth once we were heading south on SOBT, I let the back of my hand linger against her denim covered pussy. I swear, I felt Georgeann push her crotch against my hand. I could feel the heat coming from her pussy.
Billy was talking but I wasn’t listening. I was trying to concentrate on driving and enjoying the feeling of the warmth coming from the cute 12 year olds pussy. I almost shit when Georgeann put her hand on my thigh and was rubbing her fingers in small circles, coming closer and closer to my raging hard-on.
Now south of Oak Ridge road in Orlando on hwy 441, AKA South Orange Blossom Trail back in the mid-seventies was mostly farm land and orange groves all the way to Kissimmee, except for the new industrial park, Regency, Tupperware complex and just before Kissimmee, Gatorland.
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