Date: Thu, 4 Jul 2013 23:42:52 +0100 (BST)
From: jay N <jwritesfornif8@yahoo.com>
Subject: Teen Discovers Dads II (adult/youth)

Teen Discovers Dads II

I begged my parents to get the internet. We had a desktop PC for my
schoolwork, and I'd found an AOL disk at the supermarket which offered a
month's free trial. They were older parents, and didn't notice me creating
a Screename for the AOL chat rooms with a password protecting it and any
email I received. Anyone around at that time (1999-2003) using those chat
rooms would know how sleazy they could be. Gay dating sites were on the tip
of taking off, and I was 15. The age of sexual consent for gay sex had been
lowered to 16, to bring it in line with heterosexual legislation in the
UK. I signed up to a site called OUTintheUK, which allowed 16+ members as
it was a specifically non-sexual gay website. I soon got chatting to some
of the older men on there.

I'd jigged the website registration by stating my year of birth was
later. The first man who interested me was called Lewis. He was 36 and
worked at a technical college not far from me. I'd seen a picture of him
and he looked okay. I hadn't slept with a truly attractive man yet. I met
him at the top of our street, and we coasted around driving before he
suggested going to his place. We played around with some gentle sex for a
few weeks, and he told me we were boyfriends. I was so happy and in love,
like all the bitchy girls at school with their senior boyfriends.

This continued for a few weeks, before I noticed he only ever saw me on
weekdays. A troubling thought about his weekends plagued my silly, teenaged
brain. I opened up an instant message window on AOL and tapped out a
message to him. His response was sad, saying he'd wish he'd told me sooner
but he already had a boyfriend. I was devastated and cried my eyes out,
promising I would never speak to him again.

After an agonizing week without contact, I gave in and contacted him. I
apologised for being so immature and soon we were chatting away
nicely. Lewis, a flaxen-haired top, began to tell me about his boyfriend -
and even asked me if I'd like to meet him. What about a little camping trip
in the Lake District, he suggested. I was so desperate to go back to having
a boyfriend that I hastily agreed with everything he said and followed his
idea to tell my parents I was going camping with some school buddies for a
couple of nights.

Arrangements were made, and I didn't even meet his partner Patrick until
the morning of the trip. My parents were at work when they came to collect
me. Patrick was a dark-haired man, in his late thirties. It was a long
drive, during which little was spoken, and the radio was on. After a brief
stop over to stretch our legs, I'd gotten to know this stranger a bit
better - just small talk, really - Lewis continued our drive while Patrick
chose to join me in the back seat of the car. I could feel an expectation
in the air, raised my knees up and presented myself to Patrick. Only the
thin cloth of my shorts saved my modesty. I looked towards the rear view
mirror to catch the eye of Lewis, seeing if he approved. He nodded and
smiled.

My shorts were removed, and I wasn't wearing any underwear. I'd scooted
myself around so I was almost facing Patrick, and my knees were up high
around my ears. He pushed two fingers into my mouth and lubricated them
with my spit, before positioning them at my clean, wet and smooth teen
pussy. Since I'd had a fair few adult cocks inside me, his fingers weren't
much of a challenge. They sank into me with ease while I writhed and
moaned, showing this man I was a slut.

"Little bitch." said Lewis, as he watched the action in the rear view
mirror. Patrick was looking at me hungrily while he made faster punching
motions with his arm, and used his other hand to jostle his shorts down
below his balls, freeing his sizable cock. As my pussy juices flowed wetly
and thickly between his fingers, I noticed that a pearl of precum was
forming at the tip of his throbbing purple helmet. At this sight, I splayed
my legs as wide as possible. Signalling to Patrick that although we'd only
just met, I would serve his needs, whatever they happened to be.

"Lewis," said Patrick, "find somewhere to park up for a bit, would you?"
all the while he kept one eye on my little pink cunt, that undulated and
massaged his enquiring fingers.  The urgency in his voice excited me, and I
began rocking my little teen buttocks back and forth, rutting like a bitch
in heat. We weren't far from Sundon Park, a huge national park set within
the chilterns. Broad greens and fairly sheltered forests were the features
there, along with a parking area near the entrance. After a few experiences
there, it became a bit of a hot spot for me. More on that in future
chapters..

Patrick was the more masculine of the two men, he was heavier and hairier
than Lewis. There was little preamble apart from him wanking his cock with
one hand while fingering my smooth pink hole. He shifted my body towards
the door of the car, positioning my little bottom on the edge of the
backseat and himself standing at the open door so he had the leverage to
really pump into me with his bigger body. Lewis was watching and wanking
himself while his boyfriend got a turn on the slut lad he found online.
Patrick mounted me firmly and pumped into me at a steady pace. I was
obviously loving it. It was a spring day and he started to sweat as his
orgasm approached and hunkered down onto his haunches to start to prepare
my teen cunt for his sperm. He dumped his load inside me and pulled his
shorts up. We had yet to arrive at the camping grounds and I'd already been
fucked in the car on the way there..

To be continued.

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