Date: Tue, 3 Jun 2008 14:31:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Woody, Linda, and Me (2)

   That first week of Woody's cousin Linda's visit found me, not
surprisingly, at Woody's house as much as possible. Woody thought it was
highly amusing the way I would endlessly invent excuses for us to hang out
at his place rather than our usual haunts and he ceaselessly rode me about
my bubbling lust for Linda. I accepted his chiding mostly in silence,
because after all he was completely correct, it was the nearby presence of
his hot little twelve year old cousin that drove my desire to spend
inordinate amounts of time at Woody's house.

   While she pretty much stuck with the typical girl thing by avoiding any
real contact with Woody and me while at the same time always being near,
and most always visible, albeit at a safe distance. Anytime that Woody and
I were ensconced in front of his television set hammering away at our video
game controllers, Linda would make a point of finding it necessary to
traipse across the room several times in one of her typically skimpy little
outfits, a distraction that was consistently causing my nuts to ache, not
to mention what it did to my game concentration. Over the course of that
first week Woody won more video games from me than all of the other years
we had competed over them, which provided him with no end of
delight. Should Woody and I venture out back to throw a baseball around, or
play some one-on-one hoops in his driveway, Linda would seem to suddenly
decide that it was the perfect time for her to work on her already yummy
suntan by arranging her lithe young body across a lounge chair while
putting an unsettling amount of her creamy smooth skin on display. This of
course did absolutely nothing for my concentration on either a baseball, or
a basketball, and my resultant bungling play provided Woody yet another
source of glee. If there was a saving grace to all this humiliation it was
my pal Woody himself who, bless him, was always more than eager to adjourn
to the privacy of his bedroom and provide a more than ample release for my
boiling over lust in the form one of his sterling blowjobs, or a vigorous
bout of sixty-nine.

   By the middle of the second week I was nearly a basket case. Images of
the lovely Linda had all but crowded rational thought from my addled brain,
and restful sleep had all but become a distant memory of better nights as
my nocturnal erections seemed to know no bounds. I had taken to furtively
stroking my aching boyhood to an explosive eruption just prior to my first
attempt at slumber, and then finding myself awakening several times during
the night with a painful erection, most usually humping madly at the
mattress as I dreamt about drilling Linda's sweet little pussy, or lush
little mouth, or both. Now you would think that a reasonably intelligent
boy like me would be able to work past this unbridled lust for a twelve
year old girl, and frankly I didn't quiet get that either, but my rampant
penis was having none of it. Regardless of my numerous attempts at reciting
the alphabet backward or mentally solving various calculus problems, not to
mention very cold showers sufficient in number to freeze the balls off the
proverbial brass monkey I simply could not get her out of my mind. And the
true irony of it all was that she knew it, and apparently loved the idea of
my torment given that her nearly blatant teasing only escalated with each
passing day that I remained smitten enough to rise to the bait she was
offering, if at a distance. Were it not for my best-ever blow buddy Woody I
very likely would have ended up in some well padded space sans windows
wherein I likely would have simply masturbated until I finally simply
melted, and ran out the head of my abused appendage.

   On the Tuesday of the third week of what I had come to think of as the
siege of Linda, Woody and I were in our usual spots in front of the
television thumbing madly on our game controllers when the luscious Linda
entered the space, and executed a sultry sashay across the room to stop
directly in front to us, blocking our view to the screen with her petite
little package of intriguing curves. My eyes first focused on her very
shapely and very bare legs where they settled in front of my face, and I
felt my dick twitch to life as I ran my hungry gaze over them. Lifting my
head slightly, I'm sure the low groan that I felt in my chest was clearly
audible as my lustful gaze focused on the tiny bikini bottom she was barely
wearing swam into view. I gulped, and very probably drooled too, as my eyes
settled on the tiny swatch of bright yellow material that clung so tightly
to her prominent pubic mound, and even tucked ever so slightly between the
silky folds of her sweet little pussy lips. I was stunned, my jaw dropping
to my chest as I gamely swallowed several times in a futile attempt to
contain the sudden mass of saliva that had flooded into my mouth, and I
swore I could smell the heat of her as I stared at the bulging nest scant
inches from my face. Woody might actually have saved me from simply
unloading into my shorts when he reached out to shove at Linda, as he
scolded her for disrupting our game. On the other hand, I could have killed
him for making her move away, and with the move take that succulent little
steam pot out of my direct and oh-so-very close proximity and as I finally
looked up, I was nearly as stricken by the view of her lovely little ass
clearly outlined inside the micro-bikini bottom as I had been by the flip
side of the tiny garment.

   I'm certain that I groaned out loud again, because two things happened
then nearly simultaneously, as Linda looked down at me and smiled a knowing
sort of smile as I stared slack jawed at her incredible little butt, and
Woody startled me half out of my skin as he barked in a very loud voice,

   "Shit Linda...thanks so much for fucking up the game, okay, and you,
moron, need to put your freaking tongue back in your drooling
mouth...jeez!"

   While I just sat there, literally unable to move beyond my rapid and
repetitive blinking as I continued to stare unabashedly at Linda's budding
little body, she stuck out her little pink tongue and made a nasty face at
her cousin, and then shifted to stare back at me, as she changed her
expression into the most come-get-me little smirk I had ever seen in my
life, and then slid that amazingly pink little tongue across those lush
lips of hers as she winked at me. I blinked some more, imagining that pink
little tongue dancing deftly over the leaking head of my very swollen cock,
and I think I groaned again as Woody groused once more, braying loudly,

   "Oh Jesus Christ...why don't you two just get a freaking room, and fuck
already...this little back and forth is starting to suck!"

   I of course thought that was one hell of a plan Woody had there, and I
struggled mightily to gain enough composure to second the suggestion, but
before I could muster the necessary control, Linda giggled sweetly as she
raised her arms above her head, and stretched that lithe and barely
concealed little body like a cat waking from a long nap. I felt my precum
eject into my boxers wetly as I scanned every inch of that buttery skin,
and the delicious looking bumps and valleys that pushed at the tiny bikini,
and, as Linda relaxed the feline like stretch, I heard her say in her sexy
little voice,

   "An interesting idea, Cousin...Robby certainly looks like he could use a
hand, or whatever...but, that will have to be for another time...right now
I have been invited to swim with my new friend Shannon...and there is her
Mom just now pulling in the driveway...so...got to go boys...bye now
Robby...I hope you will be okay...!"

   With that she walked, no, pranced I swear to the door, and
disappeared. I let out another groan, and looked helplessly at a still
fuming Woody, and kind of shrugged stupidly as I reached to my lap to
adjust my rigid boner. Woody's eyes followed my movement, and he sighed
loudly, and then got up. Reaching down for my hand, he grinned, and said,

   "Come on lover-boy...Woody will make it all better in his room like
always...and, I guess I at least owe the little cunt for that!"

   I staggered to my feet, pulling against Woody's hand, and nodded
stupidly as he led me to his bedroom, and closed the door. I was already
undoing my shorts and tugging them down before I even reached his bed, and
good old Woody was right behind me helping to tug them down over my little
ass. The shorts and my briefs puddled at my ankles at the exact moment I
reached his bed, and when they tripped me, I simply fell forward onto it as
Woody dropped to his knees between my widely splayed legs, and reached for
my throbbing erection, and then slid it into his warm, wet mouth as I
groaned yet again, giving myself over to the magic of his incredible skills
while my mind raced with visions of Linda being the one responsible for the
nearly instant eruption of blissful pleasure that exploded over me as I
jetted forcefully into Woody's sucking mouth.

   Another ten days of agony passed as my lust for Linda continued to
torment me day and night. Apparently my earlier obvious reaction to her
wearing the postage stamp yellow bikini had provided some sort of perverse
kick for the little prick tease as she seemingly had developed a passion
for sunning her lithe little body in a variety of the skimpy little swim
suits while I all but drowned in my own drool. I was definitely caught in a
classic catch-22 as I was simply unable to resist presenting myself at
Woody's house every day and thereby providing her with ample opportunity to
heap further anguish on me, and my ever aching balls. While I was on to her
little game I was shameless in my falling for it every time she sashayed
through the living room in her nasty little bikini's as she headed out back
to bask in the sunshine while I slobbered all over the picture window that
looked out on the back yard from the living room. Had it not been for good
old Woody and his magical mouth I very likely would have imploded from the
pent up pressure that plagued my balls.

   My dear old Grandma had long spouted a favorite saying that claimed "all
things some to those who wait," and in the case of Linda's torment of my
balls the adage certainly proved true. The proverbial worm finally took a
turn in my favor just days after my sixteenth birthday, and the acquisition
of my first set of wheels. I was once again hanging out at Woody's, and for
once I had actually enjoyed myself due to Linda's rare absence. Woody and I
had done our usual thing, some video gaming mixed in with some hoops out
back, and we were in the process of putting our gear away so that Woody
could get ready for his Mom to take him to a dreaded dental appointment he
had scheduled for that afternoon. As we entered the kitchen Woody's Mom
turned toward us from the small alcove where she was talking on the phone,
and said,

   "Robby dear, I wonder if I might ask you for a big favor?"

   I raised my eyebrows in question, shrugged, and replied,

     "Sure Ms. W...ask away."

   She smiled, and then spoke the simple words that pretty much rocked my
bleak little world as she said,

   "I need to take Woody to the dentist as you know, and, I have Linda on
the phone here...she has been at Shannon's house swimming, and she really
needs a ride home...do you think that you might be able to run over there
and pick her up for me?"

   My heart rate soared, and my cock swelled in my shorts as I struggled to
look as casual as possible as I quickly nodded my head, and stammered,

   "Uh, sure...um...not a problem."

   Woody looked at me, a knowing smirk painting over his face, and I fisted
his shoulder and sneered at him as I heard Ms. W say to the phone,

   "Okay sweetheart, it's all under control now...Robby will come and pick
you up shortly...okay dear...bye."

   Ms. W. then went on effusively thanking me while I continued to nod
dumbly as my mind raced, wondering, well, hoping actually that Linda would
still be wearing one of those barely-there bikinis of hers, and I easily
visualized stripping it off her lithe little body as we rolled passionately
on the front seat of my new car. Talk about an awesome way to christen my
new ride...wow! It seemed like forever before I was able to extricate
myself from Woody and his Mom, but finally I managed a mostly diplomatic
exit, and I forced myself to walk rather than run to my car. I fired up,
and backed out into the street, and resisted the strong urge to floor it
and take off in a cloud of dust and peeling rubber. As soon as I had
rounded the corner my foot grew unusually heavy on the accelerator as I
rushed toward what I very much hoped was to be my date with destiny. My
rigid cock was certainly convinced that the events of the last few minutes
were a good thing as it pulsed strongly in the snug confines of my shorts.

   I rolled to a stop at the curb in front of Shannon's house, and before I
could even turn off the key, the front door swung open, and a bikini clad
Linda bounded out, and slinked her way toward my car as I dribbled saliva
onto my chin, and reached to give my aching erection a little squeeze. God,
she looked stunning as usual, the micro-small bikini clinging to what
little skin it covered. Her pear-sized little boobs rode high on her chest,
and I swore I could make out the protrusions of her puffy nipples pressed
firmly against the tiny swatch of cloth that held them, and I watched the
gentle sway of her trim little hips, and the bulge of her pubic mound where
it pushed against the small bottoms of the bikini. She reached the car, and
I leaned over to pull on the door handle, and she yanked it open, and then
stood squarely in the door opening. Her shapely legs were parted, and the
provocative bulge of her pussy mound was scant inches from my face, and as
I stared hungrily at it I swore that I could smell the scent of her
treasures. She turned then, and stooped, then offered that priceless little
ass to my stunned stare as she dropped onto the car seat, and flashed me
one of those dick raising smiles.

   "Wow Robby!" she oozed, "Nice ride!"

   I smiled proudly, my eyes roaming over every inch of her delicious
little body as I admired her golden tanned skin, and each of her yummy
little curves. Gulping my free flowing saliva, I nodded dumbly, and said,

   "Uh, thanks...yea, for sure...I like it too!"

   She looked at me, a come-hither smile on her pretty face, and I swear
she actually pushed her small chest out further as she said coyly,

   "You like what Robby?"

   Blinking, I tried not to stare at those perfect little tits, and I
stammered,

   "Uh...everything...shit...I mean my car...I like the car Linda."

   She giggled knowingly, and eased closer to me on the bench style seat,
and I could really sense the sweet aroma of her then, some mix of subtle
cologne and what I guessed was coconut oil. My throbbing cock pulsed some
more, and I dropped the shifter into drive, and forced my gaze off her
nubile little body as I eased out into the traffic. I sensed he shifting
again, and then I let out an involuntary groan as her bare leg came into
contact with mine, and when I swiveled my head to look at her, my hear sang
to realize that she had tucked herself right up against me. I gulped, and
gave her a grateful little smile, and then came very close to ejaculating
into my shorts as her graceful little hand came to rest on my upper
thigh. She smiled prettily at me, and then asked sweetly,

   "Can we maybe go for a little drive; Robby...you know...somewhere a lot
more...private?"

   My cock was so wet it actually felt like I had indeed unloaded in my
undies, and my thigh felt like it might actually burst into flame where she
held it, and all I could do was nod stupidly as my mind raced as I ticked
off the list of locations that might afford us the "privacy" she had so
sweetly requested. Deciding on a little used bluff that was favored by
weekend wind boarders and rarely populated during the work week I headed in
that direction, my foot suddenly heavy once more. Finally the God's were
seemingly smiling on me as I savored the light touch of this stunning girls
touch on my upper thigh, and the closeness of her curvy little body tucked
in next to my own. Finally I reached the turn off to the remote bluff road,
and we bounced along the mostly dirt track for most of a mile before I
stopped under a grove of tall trees. I switched off the ignition, and sat
back in the seat, my heart hammering in my chest. Linda turned her slender
body slightly, and leaned close to me as her hand continued to softly
stroke my thigh, and I rolled my eyes to look at her just as she leaned in
so close that I felt her long eyelashes against my hot cheek> I could smell
the sweetness of her warm breath as she moved those lush full lips, and
said very softly,

   "Do you want to kiss me, Robby...I'd really like to make up for all of
my nasty teasing if you let me..."

   Did I...???... yikes...I thought as I opened my mouth, and settled it
against those incredibly soft lips of hers while my arm went around her
back and my hand touched the warm, smooth skin of her bare back. Our mouths
worked against each other, and our tongues dueled back and forth, and I
actually thought I might die from the overload of emotions that washed over
me as I held her. About a minute into the wet and sloppy kiss Linda made a
low moaning sound, and moved her dainty little hand directly into my lap
where she closed those slim fingers over the rock hard shaft of my aching
cock. I groaned then, a low sound deep in my chest as my cock lurched
strongly under her delicate touch. My trembling fingers found the narrow
string that secured her bikini top, and I tugged on it until it came loose,
and she pulled away then just enough to let the tiny top side to her lap,
freeing her magnificent little buds and swollen nipples. She leaned back
further, her hand now squeezing firmly at my cock, and I stared at her
beautiful breasts for a moment. I brought my hand up between us, and
carefully closed my palm over the small mound, and I shuddered when I felt
the rigid nipple press into my palm. I fingered it, ecstatic at the
sensation of the hard little point against my skin, and I slid my hand over
to the other small mound, and explored it as well. Linda was emitting soft
sounds as she pumped at my leaking erection and I struggled to hold off my
ejaculation.

   As our passionate kiss lingered, the car filled with the sounds of our
labored breathing and soft moans of pleasure, and she surprised me again
then as she suddenly lay back along the car seat, pulling me down nearly on
top of her. I ground my aching cock against her firm pussy mound as my lips
moved to her stiff nipples, and I tongued the rigid little nubs, taking
each one into my mouth to suck at it as she cooed sweetly. I felt her
moving her hips under me as we simulated a fucking motion, and I felt my
precum oozing like crazy as I ground away at her firm mound again and
again. She twisted under me, kind of rolling to her side, and I felt her
hand groping at my crotch again so I adjusted my position to give her all
the access I could. Her hand plunged in between us, and then I gasped
loudly as she managed to work her hand under the waist of my shorts, and
then inside my underwear to grab my bare cock in her warm, soft hand.

   I groaned against her puffy breast pillow, and she began steadily
pumping the length of my throbbing cock, her rhythm driving me crazy with
pent up lust, and I bit down on my own tongue in a frantic effort to hold
back the load that boiled dangerously in my balls. She knew exactly what
she was doing, and she did it expertly, her fingers gliding along the
searing hot skin of my shaft, and she made some soft comment about my
wetness. I shuddered strongly as her thumb slid repeatedly over the head of
my cock, and when she gripped the shaft again with her fingers and pumped
it, I lost it totally. I felt my aching balls pull up, and my cock spasmed
strongly in her delicate grip, and ejaculated the most intense load I had
ever experienced in my life as I yelled out her name. I must have jetted
six or seven times, my cock seeming like it would never stop shooting my
cum as Linda continued to work me until I was drained, and nearly swimming
in my warm wet sperm as it completely flooded my briefs. She stopped
pumping me then, and eased her hand out of my shorts, and then raised it to
her sweet face where she giggled as she looked at the thick strings of my
cum dribbling from her fingers. She smiled widely at me then, and said,

   "That was so awesome Robby...really...now; let's get in the back, okay?"

(To Be Continued)
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