Me & Mister Peterson

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OOC: Valerie Mason. 18 years old. 5'1. 100 pounds. 32-24-34. Short blonde hair. Green eyes.


IC:

Of all the weekends for my parents to have a party!

I had two exams on Monday, and I really needed to study. Unfortunately, the loud music was making it impossible to concentrate. I stared at the same page for an hour without absorbing any knowledge. Frustrated, I slammed the book shut and tossed it across the room.

God, I was tense. I really needed to relax. And the best way to do that was....


I smiled.

I wondered what the old farts downstairs would think if they knew I was upstairs in my room fingering myself. The thought of it really turned me on. I slide my shorts down and moistened my fingertips. Then I closed my eyes and started to slowly rub my clit. It felt so good. I let the waves of pleasure wash over my tight young body. While I did, I thought about my boyfriend Frankie. I thought about him touching me. I thought about him going down on me. I thought about him sliding his cock into my hot wet pussy.

I wondered what it would feel.

I had no way of knowing. You see, I was still a good girl.

I must have come three or four times before I heard the noise.


I locked the door, didn't I? I thought.

Didn't I?

I opened my eyes and saw to my shame and horror that the answer was no.

Because Mister Peterson was standing over me.

Watching me....
 
Mr. Peterson (if that's okay):

I opened the door thinking it was to the bathroom. The one downstairs had been occupied.

Instead it was to Valerie's bedroom, I found out as I saw her sitting playing with her blonde pussy.

'Damn, this is too good to miss,' I thought as I silently slipped inside and closed the door, locking it behind me.

Slowly, quietly I crossed the room to stand over Val as she continued sliding her fingers up and down her wet slit and over her very hard clit.

I watched as her small breasts heaved and she jerked and twitched, moaned her way through four orgasms.

Her eyes finally opened and a look of embarrasment was chased by one of deep guilt as she crossed her legs trying to hide what I'd already had a very good look at.

I knelt beside her with my finger to my lips, signaling her to be quiet.

My hand took her wrist and slid her hand from between her legs. All the while I looked deeply into her eyes. I slowly brought her shining and wet fingers to my lips and spread her juices on them.

My tongue slipped from my mouth and licked my lips slowly, eroticly and lewdly. Then I gently moved her hand so the wet finger tips were on my lips and sucked them into my mouth to suck and lick as I moaned quietly at how lewd and dirty this was.

Here I was a guest in her parents house. Now I was tasting their daughter's pussy juices after watching her finger her pussy to four orgasms and now all I wanted was to eat her and fuck her til she came and came for me.
 
Valerie

I was absolutely mortified.

Mister Peterson had caught me masturbating.

I sat next to his son Tim in AP History!!!

What must he think of me?

I didn't know what to do or say.

I just froze.

Mister Peterson came over and sat down on the bed next to me.

I could only stare at him. I couldn't move a muscle.

He was a good looking man. I guessed he was about the same age as my father, which put him somewhere in his mid-forties. He had a full head of black hair lightly salted with grey which made him look distinguished. He had strong masculine features and piercing black eyes.

I started to wonder what he would look like with his shirt off. The thought made me blush.

Time seemed to stand still as we stared at each other. Then he reached out and took my hand and raised it to his lips. I thought he was going to kiss it. Instead he raised my fingertips to his lips and tenderly licked them clean.

I gasped.

I had never heard of anything so erotic.

I had never been so turned on in my life.

At that moment I was his, to do with as he pleased.

That was when I found I could move again.

I reached out and pulled him onto the bed.

He came willingly.

Our lips met in a long, wet kiss as I felt his weight press me down against the mattress....
 
Mr. Peterson:

When the kiss ended our hands were very busy getting all of the clothing out of our way. We each wanted the other to be naked so we could do what we both wanted.

"Val," I said quietly, "that was one of the most erotic and arousing things I've ever seen.
Watching your play with yourself and cum again and again had me so aroused I just wanted to fuck you silly.
However, after tasting your sweet pussy, I just have to eat you first and make you cum again that way.
Have you had oral sex with a boy or man Val? If not you'll go crazy. I promise.
Want that Val?
Want me to eat your pussy as you eat me?
Then you can make me hard again and I'll make love to you until we both cum again.
How's that sound?"
 
Valerie

It sounded perfect.

"Please eat my pussy, Mister Peterson," I begged. "I've been waiting my whole life for this. I've been saving myself for you. I want you to be my first. I want you to teach me."

Mister Peterson got a funny look on his face when I said that. I couldn't read his expression. It confused me.

God, he probably thinks a kid now, I thought to myself.

I almost burst out crying when he pushed himself off me.

Then he started taking his clothes off, and I knew everything was going to be okay....
 
Mr. P, aka Ted:

"Val, call me Ted when we're alone.
Are you still a virgin Val? If so we'll have to be very careful since you don't use the pill and I don't have any condoms."

Now naked I sit on the bed again with my raging 7 1/2" erection pointing straight up at my chin.

"See how you've effected me Val. I haven't been this hard in a while.
Touch me Val as I caress and play with you."

My hands begin to caress and fondle you. One on your firm tight breasts and hard nipples and the other caressing and, using my nails, lightly scratching the insides of your thighs from your knees to allllmost touching your lightly furred pussy lips, but never actually touching them.

We both watch what we're doing, feel what we're doing to each other we get more and more aroused.
 
Valerie

It's clear Mister Peterson.... Ted, I mean.... takes care of himself. There isn't an ounce of fat on his well muscled body. He looks like he could crush me with his arms.

God, I hope he does... I think to myself.

I can't take my eyes off his cock. It's absolutely beautiful. Long and thick. I'd seen pictures before, but nothing prepared me for the real thing.


"Touch me Val as I caress and play with you." Ted said as he reached for me.

I was scared to death, but I couldn't wait either.

I took a deep breath.

Then I reached out and wrapped my fingers around his stiff rod.

As big as it was, it seemed to be made for my hand. Instincts took over and I started to stroke him, pumping my fist up and down on his thick hardness.

"Am I doing this right, Ted?" I asked. "Is this what you want?"

I didn't have to wait long for his response....
 
Ted:

"Mmmmm, yes Val, but slowly so I can last longer and enjoy all of the feelings and sensations your giving me."

The hand on your breast moves from one to the other kneading and squeezing them. Pressing each onto your chest (no cup size was given so I'll guess B-D somewhere) and rolling each as my palm slides over each hard, coral tinted nipple at the same time.

My other hand continues to caress and lightly scratch. Up one thigh, across your tummy over your pussy to the other and down to your knee before it begins to do it all over again. Never touching your pussy lips, barely avoiding them, but oh so close.
 
Valerie

Eager to please, I slow down. I can feel Ted's body start to respond. Playfully, I reach down and give his balls a squeeze. He gasps, and for a moment I think I'm hurting him, but then he smiles at me.

His fingers feel so wonderful caressing my body, but I want more. So much more.

"Ted?" I whisper.

"Hmmmm?" he asks.

"What you said before," I say. "Could you..... You know....."

"Could I what?" He asks. It's clear that he knows what I'm talking about, but I can tell he wants to hear me say it.

"Eat my pussy, dammit," I say. "I want you to eat my pussy."

Laying back on the bed, I spread my legs wide in invitation....
 
Ted:

I watch as you spread and open yourself to me for the first time. 'You look more than good enough to eat,' I think then tell you.

As I lay down between your legs and begin to lick and nibble on each inner thigh, slowly moving my way up toward where you want my mouth to be I ask, "Val how much sex experience have you had. Don't be shy tell me. After all I'm about to eat your wet pussy aren't I, so no need to hold back telling me."

Leaning forward I blow onto your hard clit as it peeks out from between your slightly parted pussy lips. Then down your slit to your dripping cunt and back up again before going back to your thighs as I listen to your answer.
 
Valerie

"I've never done anything like this, Mister Peterson," I said. "Not with anyone. You're my first..."

Then I felt his hot breath between my legs and I suddenly lost the ability to speak. My pussy felt like it was going to ignite.

... And he's doing this without even touching me I thought. It was incredible. Suddenly, I was glad I had waited for an older, experienced man. Someone who really knew what he was doing.


And Mister Peterson really knew what he was doing. I could tell the instant his soft lips touched my skin, raining soft butterfly kisses on my belly and thighs, circling my secret place yet no touching it. Teasing me. Making me want more. When he finally kissed my wet slit I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. And when his hungry tongue penetrated my virgin pussy, I wanted to scream with pleasure.

Know what?

I did....
 
Ted:

Your scream was quickly muffled when I pulled the pillow over your mouth and put your hand on it to hold it there as I chuckled as your very obvious excitement and arousal.

The scent of your dripping wet pussy filled my nostrils and senses.
The taste of your virgin juices flooded my taste buds making me saliva and more egar than ever to drive you over the brink and deep into the throes of uncontrollable orgasm after orgasm.

I'd decided that the first would be with my mouth, the second my fingers as I 'loosened' you a bit so my cock would be able to enter that tight little hole more easily. Then the final one tonight would be with my hard cock as you rode me, fucked yourself on me. . .for the first time, but I hoped not the last.

My face nuzzled between your puffy now engorged pussy lips so I had full access to all of your slit from clit to your tight, wet vaginal opening. My beard and moustche tickled the tender intimate skin as I licked and lapped you from your tightly puckered anus all the way to your hard clit over and over. Occasionally I'd stiffen my tounge and push it into you and you could hear me sucking out your juices to avidly drink with loud swallows.

My hands were kneading and squeezing your breasts, the palms sliding on your hard nipples and crinkled areolae. Thumb and fingertips pinched and rolled those pebble hard nipples and tugged on them, twist them, and flicked them then back to fondling your breasts and teasing them again.
 
Valerie

For some crazy reason, I couldn't help but think about Mrs. Peterson. She always walked around this this dopey smile on her face. I never saw her without it. I always thought it was weird.

Now I understood why.

Her husband could sure eat pussy!

His tongue was magic. Long and wet and limber. Brushing against my most sensitive areas. Lapping at my juices. I was in heaven.

My body trembled as wave after wave of pleasure surged through me. I couldn't control myself. I just went limp. Then he stopped, and I thought I would die.

But it was only beginning. Ted took his fingertips and lightly traced the outlines on my nether lips. Then, before I knew what was happening, he plunged two of his fingers inside of me.

"Oh, My God," I gasped. "Oh, my God...."

My reaction seemed to encourage him. That's when he started to finger fuck me....
 
Ted:

As I fuck your sweet tasting and juicy pussy with my fingers, I move up onto the bed beside you and rub my juice coated beard all over both of your heaving tits and hard nipples. Then I lick and suck it all off again as my fingertips press and rub over your g-spot.

"Val, if you feel like you have to pee go ahead. It's a woman's cum not pee that'll come out.
Keep that pillow handy if you're gonna scream again. We don't need any company do we?"

Then my mouth returns to your breasts to lick, suck, and bite both and both nipples too while the finger fucking grows harder and faster. The tip of one finger of my other hand lightly tickles and teases your, well coated with pussy juices,tight anus.
 
Valerie

Between his mouth and his fingers, Mister Petewrson was driving my out of my mind. I never imagined it could be like this. I knew only one thing could possibly make it better.

"I want your cock, Ted," I moaned. "I want it inside me. Now."

Ted stared at me for a moment. Then he said, "Are you sure, Val?"

In response, I pulled his face to mine and kissed him long and hard. He needed no further encouragement.

Slowly, tenderly, he placed the tip of his magnificent tool inside me.

"This might hurt a little, sweetheart," he said. The concern in his voice melted my heart.

"I'm not afraid," I lied. The truth was I was absolutely terrified. But by the same token I knew that the time was right. I was with a wonderful man who really knew what he was doing. I would never forget this night.

Boldly, I placed my hands on Ted's firm ass. Then I braced myself as I pulled him down inside my virgin pussy....
 
Ted:

"Mmmm, oohhh fuuuuck yessssss," I moan out as your hands pull the head of my cock into the tightes cunt I've ever felt. Ever. My wife hadn't been a virgin when we married so Val was my first.

I could feel the muscle at your cunt's mouth stretching until my the head of my cock slipped into your heat. I shuddered as you closed behind my head so thightly and squeezed without having to clench any muscles.

I paused to let you grow accustomed to me in you and to savior the feelings of your heat, wetness and tightness. Then, then I move my hips slowly and in little increments until I was gradually sliding into you a bit farther with each little forward thrust of my hips.

"Sweet Val you have the tightest pussy I've ever been in. God, but you feel great.
Can you feel my cock's head as it's sliding deeper, pushing your walls open for me? Does it feel as wonderful to you as it does to me lovely Val?
Mmmmmmm," again in deeper then back out until just the head is stretching you open only to slide back in again still slightly deeper.

'It won't be long before I reach her cherry,' I think to myself, but I'm in no damned hurry she feels so incredible.
 
Valerie

Ted was so gentle. So loving. He really took his time. He wanted it to be perfect for me. And it was.

When he started to enter me, I had no idea how something was going to fit inside me. And it was a tight fit, at first. Fortunately, I was oaking wet from the wonderful tongue-lashing Ted had given me. And once I started to relax the going got easier.

There was still one barrier to overcome, however. When I felt the tip of Ted's cock brush against my maidenhead, I knew there was no turning back.

Ted thrust his hips forward, and I felt it give way until he was completely inside me. It hurt like hell, but I didn't want him to stop. I clung to my new lover with all my strength, whispering to him. Encouraging him. Urging him on. Pain gave way to pleasure as he filled me with his magical cock.
 
I moved back and forth, stopping before breaching the membrane protecting your virginity, until your hips were moving in time to mine, until you were fucking me back.

My arms bent so that my hands could cover, and they did cover them well, both of your bouncing breasts.

As I squeezed them both and pressed your hard nipples onto your chest and rubbed, I thrust harder and deeper breaking your hymen for all time. You were no longer a virgin. You'd just become a woman regardless of your age.

Once past that 'barrier' I continue deeper into you until my cock's head touched your cervix. I moved slightly farther so I pressed against it and stopped moving forward.

Now I move side to side and in circles rubbing the head on you as I wait for you to acclimate to the stretching, the pressure on your cervix and to let the pain be replaced by pleasure and need, by passion and lust.
 
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