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\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs18\kerning28 Underage 
sex M/f\par}

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\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     Jean 
was a neighbor kid from down the road. Fourteen going on twenty five if you know
 what I mean. Her mother was a fat welfare queen that split when she was about six
 and her father is an old drunk. He tried but usually failed. She started to hang
 around my place simply because I was willing to let her and I listened to her some
. Hell, from the time she was twelve she almost lived with me. At fourteen she was
 almost six feet tall. Long legs , nice ass, pretty enough face, curly light brown
 hair and smallish tits. Not too bad but the signs were there that by twenty or 
so she would be fat like her mother. Already she had a little pot growing and signs
 of an extra roll around her waist. But that was in the future. She used to come
 up and use the pool  a lot. Some of the swimsuits she wore would give a stone statue
 a hardon for Christ\u8217\'92s sake. Three little triangles of cloth and some string
 and always a size or two too small. Lots of nights I went to bed and jerked off
 thinking about her. We had talked about sex a time or two and she had always said
 she was waiting for the right man when she was older. Maybe, teenaged girls chance
 their minds real easy when the juices start to flow. Personally I figured she would
 be knocked up by seventeen. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     As I 
said we had a pretty good relationship for an old fart and a teenager that were 
not even related. Things at home got pretty bad that fall. There was no money, no
 phone, not much heat and there was talk of having the power shut off. Her father
 would not call social services and forbid her from doing so. Many nights he didn
\u8217\'92t even bother coming home. One night she came over asking if she could
 borrow something to eat. She had eaten soup for breakfast and had gotten a cheese
 sandwich at school.[ no lunch money] and there was nothing left in the house. I
 invited her in and we called in a pizza. When I found out that the water heater
 had quit too I invited her to shower and clean up at my place. Well in the end 
she spent the night sleeping on the couch. In the morning I told her to bring some
 clothes over and that she could have the spare room until her dad got his act straightened
 out and so she moved in. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     Her dad
 never noticed for a week and when he found out about it he said fine she can be
 your problem. To be fair he was having other troubles at the time and I think he
 was relieved to know that she was being taken care of. He even sent a note to the
 school and the doctor telling them that it was OK to talk to me about any problems
 she might have. It took a while to get used to having her around the house, I mean
 panties hanging in the shower and flashes of too much bare skin as she ducked from
 the bath to her room when she thought I was not looking. Still it was sort of neat
 having her around. She was a good kid even if not too bright. She was scared to
 death of thunderstorms though and it was a real bad storm that changed things around
 the house forever.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     I awoke
 one night to two things. One was a bright flash and the crack of a close lighting
 bolt. The other was a tall warm body gripping my back and shivering in fear. I 
rolled over without thinking and she snuggled into my arms before it occurred that
 I was naked since I always sleep that way. While I was worrying about that minor
 detail I realized that she must sleep the same way since she was there in my arms
 totally undressed. Well she needed comforting and support more than either of us
 needed modesty at that point so I just held her until she fell asleep in my arms
. She was a nice armful too. In the morning we awoke and had to deal with the lack
 of coverings but when I offered to look away while she left she just laughed and
 said it was a little late to worry about skin. So I got to watch as she stood up
 and stretched before walking away. A very nice way for an old man to wake up and
 one I highly recommend. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     After
 that night we tended to forget about being clothed all the time and it became common
 to see each other nude. No big deal except I spent a lot of nights jerking off 
after seeing her young body wandering around in the buff. She had been living with
 me for just over four months when she piped up one day and announced that she had
 decided to have sex and that she had found the perfect partner. Well I had to answer
 that but no matter what I said nothing could move her. She described her future
 lover and to tell he sounded like a good choice. Clean, considerate, gentle, caring
, and an all around nice guy. Someone she felt she could trust not to hurt her either
 physically or emotionally. I ran through the list of friends I knew of but I drew
 a blank. He had to be someone I didn\u8217\'92t know. The upshot was she was soon
 on the pill with the understanding that she would do nothing until she had been
 on it at least two months. OK I know one is supposed to be enough but I convinced
 her to be extra careful since the last thing she needed was a kid of her own.  
\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     I had
 almost forgotten about the whole thing until one night I was having a very nice
 sex dream. I could feel her fingers around my stiffing cock and could even smell
 the fragrance of  a nice clean girl ready to make love. My dreams are not usually
 that clear or that detailed so I was really enjoying this one when I realized that
 I was awake and not dreaming. Holy Shit. What in hell was going on. In the dim 
light of the room I could see her body bent over mine and her intent was clear. 
She was out to get me inside of her as soon as she could. She ignored my protests
 and demands that she stop and calmly assured me that she knew just exactly what
 she was doing and that I had already given her permission to have sex with the 
man she loved. That I thought it was somebody else didn\u8217\'92t change a thing
, she was here and it was time. She was not going to wake up a virgin in the morning
 and the only question was who would get her cherry. She wanted and hoped it would
 be me but if I refused there were others and she named a boy that had been after
 her to sleep with him for quite a while. I knew the little twit and within ten 
minutes of his crawling off her supine body the entire school would know every detail
. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     Sometimes
 a man has to surrender to the inevitable and with the resounding approval of my
 cock I gave in. I told her to slow down and to let me lead her since I knew more
 that she did. She was eager but understood my reasoning. We both wanted her first
 time to be good. I suspected that she had been masturbating in preparation because
 of some questions she had asked and my suspicions were confirmed when she made 
comments about it being just how she liked it while I played with her pussy. I\u8217
\'92ve always thought that any girl should know how to bring herself to orgasm before
 she tries sex with a man for real. Girls are different and unlike guys most of 
them have to learn how to come while boys just do it and usually too fast.  \par
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     Her small
 tits were quite nice to the touch and were sensitive enough to get her started. 
She was even happier when I started on her pussy. She was moaning with pleasure 
even before I starting kissing her there. After the first kiss she spread herself
 wide and let me know she wanted more. I kept her so busy enjoying what was happening
 to her that she never even thought about my pleasure but I knew that would come
 later. Besides I wanted her head to come off when she finally had me inside her
. I stopped just before I expected her to climax and before she could object or 
question why I had stopped lapping her pussy I was inside her and had even broken
 her hymen. It had happened so fast the she hardly noticed the pain from the tearing
 and was soon focused only on the feeling of having a live prick working inside 
of her. \par}

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\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28    She was
 a fast learner. It took her no time at all before she was fucking back and enjoying
 the hell out of it. She had been practicing pleasing herself and it was paying 
off. She stopped even feeling my body and was just laying on her back with her hands
 gripping handfuls of the sheet and her head flopping back and forth as strange 
little mewing sounds escaped from her mouth. I pushed the hell out of her for quite
 a while before I felt her pussy start to convulse with her orgasm and as it did
 I let mine go. As I\u8217\'92d hoped her head did come off as her body exploded
 in pleasure. Man she went nuts. I spent the next half an hour letting her down 
easy until she was just a warm wet puddle of flesh resting on my chest. Most assuredly
 she was no longer virgin and the small smile she wore as she slept showed her contentment
 with the situation.  \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     Of course
 we had a rematch in the morning and this time she tried to please me. Her first
 attempt at going down on me was cute and fumbling but I helped her work out the
 kinks and she finely did a creditable job, she even tried to swallow. OK she lost
 about half but the intent was there and I give an A for effort. We experimented
 with different positions and movements but the time came when she just wanted to
 be fucked for real. At the time I had her on her back with her legs over my hips
 and my dick in her. I love this position since I can get both hands in action and
 I did so with her. Having one hand busy playing her clit drove her bonkers but 
what put her over the edge was when I stuck a finger in her tight little ass. She
 was gone.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     Later
 on she asked what I had done and at first the idea kind of grossed her out but 
she remembered what it did to her so we talked about some. We spent the rest of 
the day just fooling around without doing anything serious until that evening. We
 had a very nice slow comfortable screw and fell asleep still connected. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     After
 that we had sex almost every night and the only way to describe it is fantastic
. I had the lover from a dream that was hot for me all the time and I thought I 
was sixteen again. We had about a year together before her dad died and she had 
to go live with her aunt but on out last night as we were getting into it big time
 she called a halt and sat me in a chair. She turned her back to me and sat down
 but as she did so she guided my dick into her last virgin hole. It took a minute
 or two but there I was with my cock buried up to the root in her tight warm ass
 while both of my hands wandered over her tits, belly and pussy. Her intent was 
clear. Our last night was to be for me just as out first had been hers. She did 
everything I had ever taught her about pleasing a man and it was wonderful. \par
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     We stayed
 in touch but that night was truly our last. And yes she did but on the weight but
 she found a nice guy that she married.[ I gave away the bride] and they are still
 doing fine. As we danced the father/ bride dance at her reception she whispered
 her thanks into my ear and sort of quickly ground her body against mine in a full
 body hug. Then she went to her new husband. Lucky bastard.}}