Date: Tue, 29 Jan 2008 15:04:16 +0800
From: Teddy Severe <t.s.severe@gmail.com>
Subject: Twenty-Five Pairs by T.S. Severe MF/tg, MF/TG, SciFi, Rom, First, Oral, Anal

Twenty-Five Pairs
by T.S. Severe

Chapter Five
Harden, Utah 2010



    When I was thirteen everything changed. Me and the world. Everything.

    "This isn't the Dairy Queen." I giggled nervously.

    It was a good kind of nervous though, like helium inside my heart,
lifting it up and I had to swallow hard to keep it where it belonged.

    "Yeah." Josh sighed and I thought he was the most handsome man in the
world.

    Not a boy. Josh was a man, eighteen years old and tall and strong. His
hair was short and brown, his eyes colored like rich Kansas earth. Brown
and flecked with gold and shining under the moon and a million stars. They
were ripe with promise and everytime he looked at me it hurt, but only
cause I never wanted him to stop. He could look at me forever and I'd be
happy.

    "I'm gonna go there someday." I said, looking up and it was like
looking down. I felt like I was falling.

    "Where?" Josh laughed softly. "The Dairy Queen?"

    "No." I laughed too. "Up there."

    "That's a long ways away." Josh decided and we were laying on a
blanket, on the cool grass and the dew was starting. I could feel the air
damp as it blew across my ankles.

    "Uh-huh." I nodded. "I'm going to be an astronaut. The first woman on
Mars maybe."

    "I'm going to be the foreman at my dad's lumber mill." Josh said and we
were quiet for a couple minutes. "You think there's trees on Mars?"

    "Yeah." I said, taking a happy breath and I turned onto my left side,
facing Josh as he lay on his back.

    "Good." He nodded. "If you go to Mars you're gonna need a house."

    "A big one." I agreed.

    He was turning on his right side, facing me and I felt so small. The
sky was so big and Josh was so strong and the earth was moving beneath me,
and I was so small I couldn't even tell.

    "I love you Jennifer." He told me and I believed him.

    "I'm only thirteen." I giggled.

    "So?" Josh moved his hand, his left one towards me, but he didn't touch
me at all and I was stroking that blanket like a kitten.

    "So...I don't know." I shrugged. "I'm not even a real person yet,
maybe."

    "Yeah you are." Josh smiled at me. "You're the most real person I
know."

    "You only met me Monday." I closed my eyes. "Not even a week yet."

    "I know." He said softly.

    "You don't think it takes longer than that?" I looked at him again and
he was brighter, just a little.

    "No." Josh pulled his lips down. "I knew as soon as I saw you."

    "You did not." I giggled.

    "Yeah, I did." He nodded seriously.

    "Okay." I sucked my bottom lip and I wondered how long I was gonna have
to wait until he kissed me, cause we could both feel it coming. Like there
was lightning in the air waiting to strike.

    "Do you love me?" He asked and there was a tremor in his voice, right
at the end, and I wanted to catch it in my hands and hold it.

    "Josh?" I couldn't answer him right away.

    "Yeah?"

    "I'm scared." I whispered and my tummy hurt and I touched it, poking it
and looking down cause his eyes were too soft.

    "Me too." Josh told me. "I'm scared of you."

    "Yeah." I nodded. "It's like being afraid of God, sorta."

    "I know." He was whispering too.

    "What if you stop loving me some day?" I asked him.

    "I won't."

    "That'll hurt so much." I blinked because my eyes were getting wet.

    "I'll never hurt you, Jen." He wanted to touch me, but he didn't.

    "I want to say it." I grabbed a fistful of blanket and squeezed. "More
than anything in the world."

    "But you're just thirteen." The boy smiled sadly and I nodded and we
didn't say anything for a long time.

    "Would you wait for me, Josh?" I asked him.

    "Yeah." He swallowed thickly and his eyes didn't waver from mine.

    "Even if I went all the way to Mars?"

    "Yeah."

    "I love you, Josh."

    He touched me, the tips of his fingers finding my cheek wet and warm,
and I turned my head, kissing his hand. I don't know why, I just did it
like that and he moved closer, we both did. I put my right hand on his
side, feeling his body beneath his shirt and we were so close then. His
breath was on my face and I moved, my nose touching his, rubbing against
each other just like that.

    "What did my dad tell you?" I asked him, feeling his lips brushing mine
as I spoke.

    "That I had to respect you." Josh smiled. "That no means no."

    I giggled and blinked my eyes and Josh was so close all I could see was
him. Our eye lashes were almost touching and I felt his thighs against
mine, my long skirt askew now, scrunched up so I could feel the cool denim
of his jeans against my knees.

    "Would you respect me if I said yes?" I asked softly and his eyes
widened like I'd known they would.

    "I can wait." He told me.

    "But you don't want to, do you?" I breathed, leaving my mouth open,
tasting the humid air from his lungs as it washed over my tongue.

    "I want you more than I've ever wanted anything in my life." Josh
agreed and his own tongue was just there, moving slowly between his lips.

    "I know." I giggled and he smiled, but Josh didn't understand yet.

    "I can't help how I feel, Jen." Josh said.

    "You can touch me." I swallowed hard, blinking into his eyes. "I mean,
wherever you want."

    "Alright."

    "I'm going to touch you, okay?" I asked, moving my hand down his body
and Josh was doing the same with mine.

    "Yeah." He agreed and then we didn't say anything else for a little
bit.

    I was frightened, but only because this was new for me and what I most
wanted. I was afraid it was too good and I'd have it taken away, like
waking up from a dream. People don't get the very best things, do they? The
stuff they want most in the whole world, we're not supposed to get that. We
live in the middle, making the best out of what we have, that's what my mom
had told me once and she was never wrong. That's what was scaring me.

    I moved my small hand tentatively to the front of Josh's jeans, to
where his penis lay trapped and I hitched a sharp breath as I felt him
there. He was hard already, the swollen outline of his cock plain to my
fingertips as I traced it slowly and finally curled my hand into half a
fist to hold him through the dense material. He wanted me and I felt his
manhood throb, rewarding my touch with a small spasm of pleasure, and there
came a soft murmur of approval from Josh's throat, like a growl that
settled upon my heart,

    He was touching me as well, his hand moving across my boyish hip,
hardly soft or round at all, to my thigh and down. Josh found the hem of my
skirt and then my bare leg, sending a small shiver through me. He was
moving so slowly, being so gentle. His hand traveling back up, bringing my
skirt with it, his warm calloused palm rubbing my smooth thigh. I was
sensitive to every detail, not matter how small, and I imagined I could
feel the ridges and grooves of his fingerprints as he explored my trembling
flesh.

    Josh brought his hand closer and I was touching him by then and now I
spread my legs, lifting the right and bending my knee. I was inviting him
to touch me and discover all of my secrets. I would hide nothing from him
and I gasped sharply as I felt his fingers brush over my panties, the thin
pink cotton pulled taut over my aching sex.

    He blinked and I moved my own hand to Josh's waist, digging my fingers
into his body and wanting desperately to keep him close. His fingers moved
slowly, exploring blindly what he didn't understand. I felt Josh's hand
closing around the shape of my penis, standing stiff and swollen with my
arousal, tenting my panties and already wet with precum. He let go quickly,
with a small jerk and his eyes looked confused and then injured, and I did
the only thing I could.

    I kissed him.

    My tongue slipped between Josh's parted lips and then deeper, into the
boy's mouth. I tickled him with the tip, coaxing Josh to respond, to
forgive my body for being different and not what he'd expected. Josh had
been looking for a girl's vulva, a thirteen year old vagina and budding
clitoris, a narrow slit with frail lips tucked inside like a flower waiting
for her first blossom.

    Instead he found a boy hiding there, a cock like his own, ardent and
burning with a young girl's passion. I was in love, that was all he had to
understand and I tried to explain that with my mouth and with my hands. I
was moving, lifting my body so I could touch Josh's face with my left hand,
my right returning to his trousers, to his hard cock which hadn't
diminished at all with his surprise. He still wanted me, his mind and body
filled with desires that he was trying to rationalize. Some part of him
resisted, but only weakly and only for as long as it took for him to
realize that I was the same person I'd been a moment before.

    Nothing had changed...And yet, everything had changed.

    Josh was kissing me back, welcoming my tongue and greeting it with his
own. I was half–laying atop him now, my smallish breasts pressed against
his chest, my fingers playing in his short hair, and my other hand against
his swollen cock, massaging him gently through his pants. He was holding me
with both hands on my back, rubbing up and down, warming me even more than
I already was and I felt as if we were on fire. When I retreated from his
mouth, Josh followed quickly and I moaned as his tongue filled me. I sucked
it eagerly and whatever I lacked in experience, my new boyfriend happily
overlooked it.

    We were kissing hard, our heads moving, working our tightly sealed lips
against each other so that every part of our union was locked safely
away. The air we breathed belonged only to each other, shared between us
like our hot saliva as we swallowed the spend of our passion. Josh's
fingers found the buttons on the back of my dress and he was undoing them
one at a time, clumsy and awkward and teasing me as I felt the cool night
air on my flushed skin. I wore no bra and his fingers were soon moving
freely across my back. From the odd dimple just above my ass, along my
curving spine, to my shoulders; Josh was touching every part of me.

    I shrugged my dress off with muffled groans, neither of us willing to
break our kiss, but eager to have me undressed completely for him. The
front fell low, exposing my puffy nipples, burning cold and itching, and
immediately Josh found my breasts with his hands. I gasped and forced my
tongue back into his mouth as I pressed my barely developed and girlish
chest against his palms. The pressure was heavenly and I wanted more of
it. I moved over him, spreading my legs and straddling Josh as he lay on
his back. My dress was bunched around my waist and my cock pressed beyond
the waistband of my panties as I ground my ass down against the hidden lump
of Josh's erection.

    Josh took my waist in his strong hands, holding me in place as he
lifted with his hips and we were dry humping, his cock pressing against my
ass while I dropped my body against his. I was moving wildly, unable to
control myself. I rubbed my raw nipples against his chest, feeling the soft
cotton of his shirt like it was sandpaper. I lifted my mouth finally, after
untold minutes of kissing, just so I could moan loudly into the stillness
of the night. I was red faced and panting for air, Josh breathing deep
beneath me, smiling and licking his lips. My own felt swollen and bruised
and I giggled weakly, rolling my hips and grinding my ass against his cock.

    "Do you want to see it?" I asked him, barely able to get the words out
and Josh nodded.

    "Yeah." He told me. "I want to see everything, okay?"

    "Okay." I smiled and his rejection of me was gone, replaced with love
and desire, and a curiosity untainted by fear.

    I sat up, so that I knelt astride his hips and I pulled my dress up and
off, shaking my blonde hair loose. I dropped my dress beside us and looked
down at Josh, letting him see me in just my pink panties now. I pulled the
front to the side, stretching the thin material and reaching with my other
hand to pull my swollen cock and plump little balls free through the left
leg band. It stood out from my body, seven inches long and four inches
around, wet and glistening in the moonlight with precum. It was large, as
big as it had ever been in my life, just like mommy wanted it...Just like
Josh wanted it now.

    He was smiling as I crawled up his body, sliding my knees forward, left
and right and then again, dragging my balls across his shirt and I was
bringing my cock to my boyfriend's face, to his mouth as he stared at
it. This was we what be both wanted and I didn't know why exactly, but I
wasn't fighting it either. My body was producing chemicals, pheromones to
fill Josh with a sexual hunger for me and I wondered if his own body wasn't
doing the same. It felt like it to me. I wanted to make love to him. I
wanted him to love me and this was the proof, the ultimate demonstration of
his acceptance.

    "Kiss it for me." I whispered and my cock was hanging over Josh's
mouth, just an inch above his lips, and I sighed as I felt him lift his
head and touch the underside of my glans.

    "You're beautiful, Jen." Josh whispered and I didn't doubt him.

    Josh kept his hands on my waist and I was the one holding my cock in my
small hand, pressing it down so Josh could open his mouth and take me
inside. I was making soft happy sounds to join the soft wet sounds Josh was
making. He wasn't really good at sucking cock, because he'd never done it
before, but he was loving me. He took the head into his mouth and I could
feel his tongue working around it. He was licking me and sucking gently,
his cheeks going hollow every now and again before his lips would slip and
break the suction with a funny slurpy sound. He was pulling me too,
bringing me closer, taking more and learning how to do it. I was barely
able to control myself, wanting to shove my cock inside him hard, but I
didn't.

    "Oh...God! Josh!" I was trembling all over and my tummy was tight
again, roiling with butterflies as my orgasm came closer.

    "Mmphh..." He wasn't letting me go, he just kept his eyes looking up,
his lips tight around my cock and I was moving, sliding my dick back and
forth like I was fucking him.

    "I'm gonna...Cum!" I warned him and I even tried to pull away, just in
case he wasn't going to like it, but Josh was holding me tight and he kept
his mouth on me.

    "Ahhhh! Josh!" I closed my eyes, and thrust my pelvis forward as my
balls leaped with a sudden explosion of pleasure.

    My cock pulsed rapidly and Josh choked slightly, then swallowed
fast. My sperm was spilling from around the shaft, from his lips to run
wetly down his cheeks and chin, but still he held me to him. He was eating
my cum, as much as he could, and I was dying with the pleasure of it. My
cock was spewing that creamy seed like I'd never run out of it. I had my
hands on the side of his head, holding and caressing the boy while he drank
my love for him.

    "Oh, God! Josh...I love you. Oh, that was so good!" I pulled away and
he was smiling at me, licking his lips and swallowing.

    I pressed my mouth to his, tasting myself like salted honey in Josh's
mouth and we shared my orgasm while my softening cock stained his shirt
covered stomach. We kissed deeply, our tongues entwined and wrestling and
tickling for a good long while. It was beautiful and I needed that time to
regain my senses, although that was hardly possible anyway. I was floating
on a sea of passion for the man, lost in his strong arms as Josh held my
small body against his.

    "I can't believe you did that for me." I told him afterwards.

    "I wanted to." He smiled. "I told you I love you."

    "You don't think it's...Weird?"

    "A little, yeah." Josh laughed. "But I don't care. I swear, I've never
felt this good about anything."

    "Do you want to make love to me?" I asked him and he nodded.

    "You know I do." He kissed me gently. "But I don't want to hurt you."

    "You won't." I giggled. "I promise, you won't hurt me at all."

    Josh watched me, propped up on his elbows and not doing anything at all
because I wanted to undress him. I took off his boots and then his shirt,
and then his pants, moving slowly and deliberately, my own cock now hard
again and bobbing up and down with my motion. Josh looked at it and
laughed, rolling his eyes.

    "What?" I smiled a little self consciously as I pushed his shirt off
the boy's broad shoulders.

    "I feel drunk." He said. "I must be drunk, this is...Why do you have a
dick, Jen?"

    I laughed because he wasn't angry or accusing, or even disappointed
that I had a penis instead of a vagina, he was just curious. He was smiling
at me and flushed hot with excitement. I didn't turn him off at all. Josh
loved me and he loved my body too, all of it, and that couldn't just be the
pheromones my strange DNA was producing. It was who we were inside our
hearts. I think Josh would have loved me anyway. I hoped so, I really did,
because the possibility that all of this was merely some trick that nature
was playing on Josh...I wanted him to love me, not my pheromones.

    "I'm serious." Josh protested, reaching for my cock like he couldn't
keep his hands from it suddenly.

    "I don't know." I shrugged, pausing and looking down as Josh stroked my
cock slowly in his big fist. "I just do."

    "You're still a girl though." He said and I nodded happily.

    "Yeah." I sighed agreeably. "I am."

    "I want to suck it again." Josh told me and he really did, he was
moving so that he could get his mouth on my cock once more and I giggled,
pushing him away.

    "Make love to me first, please?" I whispered. "Then you can suck me
some more."

    "Promise?" He asked and I laughed.

    "Are you okay?" I asked him and Josh shook his head.

    "I don't know." He grinned. "I just never tasted anything like that
before. Like you, I mean. I want to do it again."

    "Heh." I blinked at him because he was so serious and this wasn't what
I expected. I mean, it wasn't even what I'd dared hope for. It was way
beyond that.

    "Just suck me and I'll suck you, okay?" He asked and that was how we
ended up side by side on the blanket, my cock in Josh's hungry mouth while
I took his strong penis between my lips for the first time.

    He was big, almost as big as me maybe. Just as thick, but not so long
and my mouth was stretched wide around him. It was comfortable though and
it felt so good, having my cock sucked by Josh while I tasted him. He was
hot and heavy, wet with precum that I swallowed easily. He'd moved his left
leg so I could lay my head on his thigh and it was so comfortable like
that. Josh was holding my firm round ass, pulling me into his mouth and he
could take almost all of me it seemed, before he ran out of room and had to
let me go.

    We weren't in any hurry either, that was the best part maybe. It wasn't
quick or frantic, nothing like the crazy lust we'd experienced earlier,
Josh and I were making love with our mouths. I was moving slowly and
carefully, determined to make it as good as possible for him and Josh was
doing the same for me. His hand on my ass was especially welcome and I
gasped as I felt his fingers working against my still very tender anus. I
was sore, but not terribly, and it felt good when Josh pushed a finger
inside my rectum slowly, wriggling it around while he mouthed my cock. I
was going to cum again fast if he kept doing that and I lifted my mouth to
tell him, but instead I just gasped as he pushed deeper, his fingertip
finding my prostate like it was a big pleasure button, and his every touch
sent little shocks up my spine.

    I pressed my mouth to the base of Josh's cock and found his heavy sperm
filled balls, kissing and licking them. I opened my mouth and took one
inside, washing it with my tongue and rolling it around. I did the same
with the other, until his lightly furred scrotum was shiny with spit. I
went back to his cock then and took him into my mouth and I wanted to make
him cum for me. I was getting close now, my own balls feeling tight and
ready to expel their creamy load, and I wanted Josh there with me. I wanted
us to cum together and enjoy each other's pleasure at the same time.

    When I came for the second time, Josh was better prepared for it and he
didn't choke or gag on my sperm at all. He was swallowing easily, drinking
my orgasm as rapidly as I could feed it to him. My cock jerked and strained
between his tight lips and I was groaning loudly, shaking like a leaf as my
asshole clenched itself tight around the boy's finger. It was another good
cum and I only wished I'd been able to bring Josh off with me, but at least
we could make love now and I gave him no chance to refuse me.

    After a few minutes, when my cum had long finished and Josh had
swallowed all trace of it, I turned around, presenting my back and ass to
the boy. He was spooning with me, taking me from behind now that he was
satisfied, and I was so ready for it. This was what I wanted, as much as
Josh had wanted to taste my sperm again, I wanted to feel my new boyfriend
making real love to me. It was important, like symbolic or something. I had
it in my mind that we weren't really joined until he'd taken me this way,
like a consummation of sorts.

    "Put it in me..." I breathed and Josh was trying, moving his wet
cockhead around, between my legs, stabbing against my balls at first and
then easing back until his penis found my soft warm hole.

    "I love you, Jen." Josh breathed and then he pushed, holding me tightly
in his arms, pressing his face into my damp hair. He thrust his cock
against my small sphincter and made me cry out with painful joy.

    I pushed back as well, even though Josh had stopped, fearful that he
was hurting me. I shoved myself against him hard, forcing more of his long
thick cock inside my ass. It hurt, filling me with a dull burning sensation
that my asshole tried to resist. I'd done this before though, and recently,
and I was opening much more easily for Josh than I had for my father
earlier. He pushed again, understanding my desire, and then we were doing
it, making love with Josh pumping his cock in and out of my young body like
I was made for it.

    "Oh, Jen...God, you're hot inside!" Josh sighed and I giggled weakly,
nodding and rolling my hips.

    "You're big!" I told him. "Fill me up...I love it...Make love to me!"

    We moved slowly, Josh rolling us over so I was on my tummy and he was
straddling me, his body covering mine like a humid blanket as he thrust his
cock into my bowels over and over. He was long enough to find the bottom of
my ass too, which was a strange pleasure all its own. I was lifting myself,
trying to fuck him back, but mostly it was all Josh. He was making love to
me, kissing my neck and hair, kissing my face as my head was turned. I was
smiling with my eyes closed, enjoying the sensation of that big cock
sliding in and out of my body. I was made for this, no doubt about it. My
ass was hot and tight and even moist now, with Josh's precum leaking
steadily to make it easier for us. There wasn't any pain at all, just the
rapture of being loved by a man.

    "I'm gonna cum..." Josh was breathing hard and only a few minutes after
we'd started, not very long at all.

    "Not yet." I giggled, sticking my tongue out. "I want it more...Don't
cum yet."

    "Oh God!" Josh laughed. "Jen...I have to!"

    "No...No..." I was feeling giddy and high and drunk and every part of
me was on fire. I was floating and I didn't want it to end.

    "Yesssss..." Josh hissed and then stabbed his cock as far inside me as
possible, his low hanging balls pressed against my own and I felt him
cumming inside me.

    "Ohhh Josh!" I sighed, but I was smiling too. I loved the way it felt
being filled with his sperm.

    "Sorry...Oh, Jesus!" Josh was kissing me, keeping his cock in my rectum
as it pulsed rapidly, spilling his ejaculate into my bowels.

    "You belong to me now." I giggled. "You know that right?"

    "Oh yeah." He moaned into my ear. "I know."

    And that was how it felt, I mean it really did. Like Josh was a part of
me. I'd gained something and making love to him, I don't know, it was like
all the tension went out of me. All my nervousness and fear. Like maybe he
wouldn't love me anymore if we didn't do it, but now that we had I knew
he'd never leave me. We'd made love and that was important, but trying to
understand it, that was way beyond me right then. I was feeling too good. I
was feeling perfect.

    "When can we go out again?" Josh asked me and we were parked in front
of my house. "What are you doing tomorrow?"

    "I have to clean my room." I giggled and we were sitting close together
in the cab of his pickup truck, on the big bench seat.

    "Can I help?" He asked and Josh was stroking my cock under my skirt, my
panties pulled down under my balls.

    "You want to help me clean my room?" I rolled my eyes and he was
nodding. "Or do you just wanna have sex again?"

    "Can't I do both?" He whispered and then he was kissing me, rubbing his
thumb over the wet tip of my cock.

    "Ohhh...Josh." I smiled a minute later, licking my lips.

    "I don't want to say goodnight." He confessed.

    "My parents are gonna wonder what we're doing out here." I said and I
was rubbing his cock too, although only through his pants.

    "I just wanna make you feel good." Josh told me.

    "I do feel good." I sighed happily. "God! I feel great."

    "I could make you feel better though." Josh licked his lips and I
gasped with laughter.

    "No! God! You can't suck me off in front of my house!" I said.

    "Why not?" Josh grinned and he squeezed my cock hard, making me arch my
back cause that did feel good.

    "Come over tomorrow, in the morning." I smiled. "Okay? Like ten
o'clock, you can help clean my room and have lunch with us."

    "I love you." He said, bending down before I could stop him and
engulfing half of my hard cock in his mouth.

    "Josh!" I groaned.

    "Mmphh..." He was bobbing his head up and down quickly, following his
mouth with his fist.

    "Oh! You're a bad boyfriend!" I giggled, but his mouth felt so good.

    I had my hands on his head and I was lifting my butt, and we were both
working hard to get me off one last time before I turned into a pumpkin. It
was ten minutes before midnight and that was my curfew, which had seemed
outrageously generous of my parents. Letting their thirteen year old
daughter stay out that late...Oh, God! And Josh's mouth was so wet and hot
and soft. It was almost like my parents wanted us to have sex. Josh had
told me I had the coolest parents in the world, but I already knew that,
but midnight? It was crazy.

    "Ohhh Josh...I gotta go in..." I was saying, cause the minutes were
going by too fast and I'd already cum so much that day!

    "Humph...oomph!" Josh said, and I assumed that meant he didn't want me
going anywhere cause he didn't stop sucking my cock at all.

    "J-Josh...Ohhh God...It's almost m-midnight!" I said and I was getting
close but I wasn't gonna make it and Josh sucked me harder.

    He was playing with my balls, rolling them around while his soft lips
slid up and down the shaft. His tongue worked around my cockhead wetly, his
other hand squeezing the base of my dick, pumping me up and down in short
fast strokes. He was almost desperate to taste my cum one more time, it
seemed, and I had no choice but to relax and let it happen. I was loving
every second of it as the boy worked my cock over like he'd been doing it
his whole life.

    Midnight came and went and about three minutes later I was cumming. My
whole body jerked around on the seat while I hunched over Josh, hugging him
and whimpering with pleasure as my balls did finally empty. There just
wasn't that much sperm left in me and what I had Josh was swallowing
happily, making sweet suckling noises like a baby piglet on his mother's
teat. Josh was nursing on my cock, swallowing my cum for the third time
that night, and only reluctantly did he let my flaccid cock go.

    I was panting for air while he tucked my cock and balls carefully back
into my panties, giving me a kiss down there before smoothing my skirt down
over my knees. It all made me giggle and I was hot and dizzy and I couldn't
believe my boyfriend had just given me a blowjob in front of my own house!

    "Oh God! If I'm in trouble..." I sighed, teasing Josh who was smiling
happily and licking his spermy lips.

    "I'll see you tomorrow." He promised.

    "Okay." I nodded and then he gave me a kiss, a tender one, and I got
out of his truck with a look over my shoulder and a little wave. That had
to be the best first date anyone ever had and I was only twelve minutes
late getting into the house. If I was in trouble, it wouldn't be a lot and
I wasn't gonna care anyway.



    End of Part 05
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