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Darcy
Chapter Two - Plans of her Own
By ShadowCleric (thefierypen@yahoo.com or http://www.asstr.org/~shadowcleric)

I was in a quandary. How to approach a sixteen-year-old girl about my feelings 
for her. I was afraid she'd be scared, or worse tell her folks even as much as 
she disliked them. 

The phone rang, it was work. Damn, not now, it was almost 11:00 and time for 
Darcy to hit the pool. Finally I got off and ran to the window, Darcy. I looked
and waited, nothing. Suddenly the doorbell chimed. Was there a global 
conspiracy here? I ran downstairs and opened the door. There stood the object 
of all my fantasies.

"Sorry Mr. Killroy, I bounced my ball over your fence, can I go grab it?"

Oh you can grab more than that, I thought to myself.

"Sure Darcy. Just head through that door."

I let her pass and my eyes followed her through the house. She was wearing the 
original maroon suit I'd given her with a towel wrapped at the waist and her 
white canvas shoes. Damn, I thought, to see that thonged ass up close. She went
out and started looking around. My backyard was fairly thickly vegetated, since
I liked trees and shrubs. More than a few times she'd drop her towel bending 
over to look under things.

"Need any help?" I hollered.

"Nope, I think, yeah, there it is."

She bent over and got on all fours, towel dropping yet again. She spent several
moments bending and reaching, rocking back and forth on her hands and knees. It
took all my reserves not to rip her panties off and fuck her right then and 
there.

"Got it!" she yelled as she gathered her stuff up and headed back to the house.
"Sorry about that Mr Killroy."

"Don't worry. And call me Lance. Mr. Killroy makes me feel old. Want a soda?"

"Sure."

I went to the fridge and grabbed a couple of Dr. Peppers.

"What are you up to this summer Darcy?"

"Not much, just swimming."

"Hanging out with your friends?"

"Haven't really made any, since I've moved her. Plus Mom's a little 
overprotective."

"I've noticed."

We both laughed and chatted for a half-hour or so. The phone rang again. I 
offered the TV to her while I was on the phone. It turned out to be a major 
problem and I spent nearly an hour fixing all the various errors and goof-ups
my clients had made. I hung up and relaxed for a moment and then remembered 
Darcy.

I headed out of my office when a noise caught my attention. It was a lot of 
grunting and puffing, then moaning and finally screaming. Definitely sounded 
like someone having sex. I peered around the corner of the balcony to look down
on my young guest. She had the TV on, but had found one of the many adult 
channels my satellite received. She was on her stomach, towel laid out under 
her, riveted to the screen. Her legs parted slightly and the crotch of her 
panties so wet it was apparent even at a distance. I waited and watched her as 
she soaked up a new level of sexual knowledge. My crotch ached and needed 
release badly. I cleared my throat and headed down. She sat up, startled by 
presence.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..."

"Yes you did, and it's problem with me. Your parents my take a different view 
though."

"Fuck them. I'm so tired of their bitchy attitude. I want to live a little! I 
want to have fun!" she walked closer to me, "I also wanted to thank you."

"For what?"

"You know the gifts."

"What gifts?" I lied lamely.

"I saw you put the first gift out. I knew you were watching. I'd never known 
what it was like to be wanted like that."

"Darcy, you are so beautiful, you just need to clean yourself up and take care 
in what you look like."

"I would, but my Mom hates it when I get dressed up or look nice. She's always 
yelling and screaming."

"Tell you what, I'll get you whatever you need. It'll be our secret."

She gave me a great big hug that knocked me to the couch. My cock was still 
swollen and I'm sure it was evident to her. Darcy was straddling me, looking 
into my eyes. She brushed some loose strands of her brown hair out of her face 
and smiled nervously. Acting quickly she closed her eyes and kissed me deeply, 
almost as if she was afraid she'd change her mind. instinctively I kissed her 
back, my hands around her, stroking her bare back. My shaft was stiff to end 
and I rubbed into her, the animal in me fighting to get out.

Darcy slid off my lap, her hands sliding down my chest and coming to rest on my
crotch. She undid the button and zipper quickly, pulling my dick out and 
looking it over curiously.

"I've never seen one in person."

"You mean you're still a..."

"Virgin? Cherry and all." she smiled and stroked my shaft slowly. "You like?"

"I'd hate it if you ever stopped."

She smiled wider and stroked me harder and faster. Her hands soft and deft, 
she'd stroke with one hand and rub my balsac with the other. I laid my head 
back to enjoy her touch. Suddenly I felt moist, soft, wet lips around my 
member. I sighed heavily as she sucked down deep. Her touch had brought me 
close to orgasm and her lips and tongue threatened to send me over the edge.

"Oh God Darcy..."

Her head bobbed up and down, her hands grasping my ass cheeks for control. I 
thought to myself, this was the best blow job I'd ever had. I was getting even 
closer. I wanted to explode.

"Darcy, I'm going t-t-to...Oh fuck!" I groaned as hot sperm erupted into the 
teen's mouth. She sucked and sucked each and every spurt. When I'd finished, 
she licked her lips and looked up at me and smiled again. She had a smile that 
really melted into me.

"Darcy, I..."

"Shhh. Just enjoy the moment. I know everyone thinks I'm stupid. I'm not. I 
know what I want, and I'm capable of making my own decisions. Lance, I need 
you, and I think you need me." she smirked glancing down at my spent member.
"I think we can spend this summer really getting to know each other. I want you
to make feel sexy and alive, and I want to make you feel pleasure and delight.
Sound like a deal?"

"Absolutely!"

"Great. I want to learn more about everything. Those books you sent are great, 
but I want some hands-on experience. I want to touch and feel everything, but 
I want to wait on going all the way."

I frowned.

"What I mean is, I want it to be special. I think we should just take it a 
little bit at a time."

"Whatever you want." I kissed her again, pressing her back to the floor. I 
untied the strings holding her mammoth tits in place and they sprang forth with
a great deal of force. I cupped one in my and licked the newly exposed nipple. 
Darcy shuddered with delight. My free hands went to her waist and pulled her 
panties away. I quickly found her mound, wet with anticipation. I alternated 
breasts, not able to get enough of the massive globes. I pulled her cunt lips 
apart and pressed her clitoris between my index and middle fingers rubbing them
softly.

"Oh wow Lance, that feel wonderful."

"I'm glad you like." Smiling at her rubbed harder. By now Darcy was flat on her
back, completely nude, legs spread and head tossed back in wild delight. She 
quickly rose to orgasm, moaning and gasping for breath. I didn't let her catch 
up, I pulled her virgin lips apart and dove my tongue into her wet hole. I 
could taste her last orgasm and nibbled and sucked to get a second one out of 
her. Her pubic hair was soft and sandy colored and her pussy was delicious. I 
gripped her hips tightly, driving deeper and deeper into her. Finally she 
spoke:

"Oh god, I can't, not two...I just Oh god!" she screamed the rest of that as a 
second orgasm rocked her body. I let up on her, chest heaving so hard her tits 
were bouncing. I took a moment to take in her entirely nude form. She was like 
a young teen goddess. Pure and yet dirty at the same time. I knew I was going 
to enjoy that summer, even if she never put out, Darcy would be wonderful to 
have around.

                           [Continued in darcy3.txt]

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