The misadventures of Andrew Mole

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The misadventures of Andrew Mole
(a coming of age drama)
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Cicely boyd:, my unreachable teen love http://www.bbc.co.uk/drama/therottersclub/images/450x187/alice_eve.jpg
Cicely is the object of lust for Andrew. She is perceived as being quite aloof and uncaring - but that really isn't how she intends to be at all. Her parents are wealthy and most of the time she is bored. She wants to learn about herself and boys. But she can't make up her mind. When she is interested in a boy, she looks at another boy because she is wondering if that other boy would not be better for her. So she constantly talks with boys and flirts with them, but she never goes steady with a boy. Because of that she drives all the boys nuts and she is still a virgin. She is a bit of an elusive character, even to herself. She is the unreachable wet dream for every high school boy. She wants to be popular and she starts dating older boys, univesity students. She is introduced with the boys and girls of an exclusive student club. they call themselves the Ritters' club. They are all sexuall very experienced and the boys are very interested in Cicely, especially in her body. The older boys are laying more pressure on her shoulders to have sex and because she is insecure she decides to follow the lead of the boys. If she dates a sexually experienced and agressive boy she lets him decide what will happen and she follows his lead. Because of her insecurity and her lack of experience with men she is easy to be influenced. The first boy that she gives in to is Tyler Hamilton.

Tyler Hamilton: played by jushorny
, a 22-years old muscled sportsman, huge, some kind of a body builder, very experienced and very physical. university student, rich daddy, old money, loves to watch porn and is in to harcore.

Andrew Mole played by me

http://www.bbc.co.uk/bbc7/newsletter/publish/media/adrianmole_180x90.jpg

Andrew is a geeky high school boy with a crush on Cicely. he likes talking to her and they are friends but she is not interested in him in a sexual way. He watches her flirting with the older boys and one day he accidentely sees her when she is deflowered by Tyler. He finds himself very aroused by seeing them having sex.
He stays his love true and hopes she will recognize him as her one love.

Just for the record: it's a fiction story, not based on real life events.
(inspiration: books: The Rotters' club, The diary of Andrian Mole, Tyler Hamilton is a character in an episode of CSI Miami.)


IC
My name is Andrew Mole, and I would like to tell a story that happened when I was 18 in 1975. I lived in Kensington and went to school in Eisenhower high school. I was not very popular. Nobody saw me like a men, but as a nerd.

Most of the time I went to the leisure centre to play tennis or to swim. Next to the leisure centre there was a private property that lead to the dunes and the beach. There was a hole in the fence and when I wanted to be alone, I went to that place. There I started to enjoy a new hobby. I studied birds. I’ve made a shelter and with my camera I made pictures of birds.

I had no success with the girls, actually, girls made me nervous and I behaved clumsy when I liked a girl. The boys and the men in the sports centre liked to bully me.

There were these men, they called themselves, “the Ritters’ club’, sure disliked me. It were men and boys belonging to the upper class.

One day, my luck turned, when our new neighbours moved in. they had an 18-years old daughter named Cicely Boyd. As soon as I laid my eyes on her, I had a crush. She was stunning. Her parents had asked my parents if I wanted to show her around. The next days we spent a lot of time together. I showed her around in school, we went swimming, bowling and we played tennis. She looked great in her tennis uniform. A white pleaded skirt and a white cardigan, with a coloured V-neck. She looked like an angel. She had some troubles with her backhand, so I volunteered to help her out. I walked behind her and laid my hand around her waist. I took her hand to show her to sway the racket. I could not help myself and pushed her tight little bum close to me. Cicely turned her head, giggled and gave me a kiss on my cheek.

I was in heaven. I looked up and there I saw Mr. Hanson, looking jealous. I knew I was in trouble. Just because I was with Cicely, the men of the Ritters’s club would try to break us up.

After one week I heard Cicely was invited to their fancy parties and soon I did not see her anymore. I secretly admired her from my garden and I went back to observe the birds.

One day when I just observed a nightingale, I heard somebody climbing through the fence.
I turned my binoculars in the direction of the leisure centre and I saw Cicely Boyd together with Tyler Hamilton. Tyler was a 22-years old university student. The Hamilton family was the richest family in town. They were both in their tennis outfits and walked hand in hand on the terrain. Cicely laughed, giggled and flirted. Tyler was a sportsman, athletic, muscled and he towered about a head above her. Tyler had a reputation, he was intelligent, rough, toug and bold. He knew how to take care of his girls. He was everything that I was not. I realized Tyler would have sex with Cicely, the girl of my dreams. I felt excited. First I wanted to run away, but I just couldn’t. I just had to watch.. Cicely laid her arms around Tyler’s neck and they started to kiss. …

OOC: Andrew is a peeping tom in this story, He watches Cicely and Tyler. Tyler sees Andrew but Cicely doesn’t know about Andrew being there. Tyler gives Cicely his best in order to humiliate Andrew. He has fun fucking the love of Andrew’s life as he knows Andrew is watching. Cicely doesn’t know about Andrew but she has the time of her live, since Tyler is very experienced and teaches her to enjoy good sex.
 
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Cicely and some of the boys of the Ritters' club, and Claire another girlfriend of some of the boys

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Cicely, Tyler and some other boys of the Ritters' club. Tyler stands next to Cicely.

Andrew made this picture at a trip of the tennis club. Although he knows she fucks Tyler, he continues to love her and hopes she understands that he is the one for her. But at that time she did not reach that understanding an she continues to fuck the popular boys.But whoever she fucks, Andrew will always be there for her and comfort her when she is heartbroken. :rolleyes:

Claire is a slut, and she is jealous on Cicely.
 
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bumpity bump ...... bump bump .....bump bump
bumpity bump ...... bump bump .....bump bump

(on the notes of a Wiener Waltz)
 
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Tyler Hamilton

OOC:
Tyler Hamilton:
22-years old muscled sportsman, huge, some kind of a body builder, very experienced and very physical. university student, rich daddy, old money, loves to watch porn and is in to hardcore.

IC:
It was quite obvious that I would be the first to bed the lovely new Cicely Boyd, it was just the way it was to be. True some of my friends and I would make wagers on who would be the first to get into the pants of different girls, but it was also true, that if I spoke up, they would step back. So it was with Cicely, her body was exquisite and I knew I had to be the first to introduce her properly into the world of sexual exploration. While I had graduated from Eisenhower High School and went on to university life, I still had control over many of the girls at Eisenhower.

Today Cicely and I had just finished a game of tennis. Both of us in our tennis outfits, my shirt clinging to my chest from sweat. I had suggested we take a stroll to the dunes and beach, knowing myself it would be a nice private place for us to play. I had my arm around her shoulder as we walked, holding her close. We chatted and laughed as we traveled to a small clearing. I was making sure Cicely was very comfortable and would be willing to follow my lead. Once we reached the clearing I turned Cicely to face me, her hands went around my neck as my hands rested on her hips, pulling her close to me. I bent my head down slightly as my lips met hers for the first time. Her soft moist lips sent sensations straight through my body as I pulled her even closer, letting her body feel my bulge, feel what she was doing to me.

I stepped back and pulled my wet shirt off my torso, telling Cicely it was uncomfortable when wet. I saw her eyes gaze over my pecs and down my abs. As she nuzzled her face against my thick neck I saw a figure off to the right. I smiled to myself realizing it was none other than Andrew Mole, the local nerd everyone liked to tease. My hands began to explore Cicely’s small back and soft ass, arousing me even more. Knowing Andrew was watching us made this even more exciting to me. I was a bit of an exhibitionist and enjoyed putting on a show. Plus the fact it was obvious that Andrew had a crush on Cicely was going to make this a special afternoon for me. Today would be the day that I would show Cicely, and Andrew for that matter, just how I could please a lady. It would be fun knowing he was watching as we made love, knowing he would be wishing he was me.
 
OOC:
Name: Cicely Boyd
Age: 18
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Blue
Cicely is slim, hourglass figure, and her hair falls just over her shoulders. She is a nice girl, considerate to others. Her best friend is Andrew, her currant boyfriend is Tyler. She used to spend a lot of time with Andrew, but now she has found a new friend. One that she finds sexually stimulating and she believes he cares for her. She’s easily manipulated, only wanting to make her partner happy, as well as learn more about the woman she is.

IC:

I shivered inside, the feeling of excitement running through me. I felt Tyler’s body pressed against mine and all I wanted to do was melt into him. It had been this way since the first moment I saw him. I was just drawn to his smile, the way he laughed, the sound of his voice. I even liked it when he’d become more aggressive. I wasn’t sure why, but I liked being with him.

It had take awhile for me to warm up to going further then holding his hand. Slowly we moved from hand holding to small kisses. When he first put his tongue in my mouth I felt my pulse quicken and my world shift. I never had been kissed before. Not like that. I found it amazing and wanted more. Tyler gave what I hungered for and soon our kisses were more passionate and more welcoming. Our relationship continued; as it did I would write in my diary about how badly I wanted to do more, but how scared I was.

Now as he held me in his arms, his chest bare against my shirt. I could hardly breath. Just the night before I had wrote in my diary how I thought we were getting closer to taking the next stage in our relationship. It was going to happen. I could feel it in the breeze that caressed my skin. I could taste it in the sweat that streamed over his body, the body that I was tasting with my tongue.

I pressed myself up against him. My fingers toying with his hair, my mouth kissing his neck and I wondered if he could feel the changes in my body. I’d never been with a boy, but oh how I ached to be with Tyler now. I leaned back in his arms, gazed at his face, and licked my lips. My fingers moved from his hair to trace timidly over his collar bone. I wasn’t sure what to do. I wanted a lot of things... or at least that was what I thought.

As his fingers continued to run over my skin, keeping me locked to him, mine rested on his shoulders. I felt the impact of the moment wash over me. Tyler was a perfect gentleman and I knew that if I told him no he’d be okay with that... or I hoped he would. I bit my lower lip, worried now that perhaps he would leave me. I couldn’t have that. I didn’t want to lose him. He was the most exciting thing in my life and I just wanted to keep him with me.

I knew that once we did finally make love, it would be wonderful. I smiled softly, “Tyler... you know I’ve...” I lowered my head, my eyes started to close. I could feel my blush, feel it start at my chest and flame up to cover my face. I just stood there in his embrace, lost, confused, and yet... inside I knew... inside my body knew what I wanted, just not how to get it.
 
Andrew

Andrew watched Tyler holding Cicely in his arms. He had pressed her close to his body.

For a moment Andrew considered the idea to stand up and call her name.
But he knew he could not stop her or always be there to protect her against men like Tyler Hamilton. Andrew knew that Tyler would have her some other day.

Andrew watched at the object of his lust. She looked so fragile and fine in his big arms. He towered a head above her. His strong masculin body contrasted with her delicate forms.

Andrew stayed still.He gazed at the arm that was under her white tennis skirt.
"Please, Cicely, stand up and say no to him." Andrew thought.
And then for a moment he looked right in Tyler's eyes.

"Damn, damn.... he had seen me..."

Andrew pressed his body down the ground and was amazed to see Tyler lifted Cicely's skirt higher. It was as if Tyler wanted him to watch.

Andrew saw a part of Cicely's tight bum in her white panties. Tyler moved his tanned hand over her crotch, making the cloth of her panties moving around her soft flesh.
He heard Cicely saying:“Tyler... you know I’ve...”
And he watched her casting her blue eyes on the ground and blushing.
Much to his surprise he saw Cicely rocking her hips against Tyler. Her delicate hand carressed Tylers chest and Andrew noticed her arm shivering.
Tyler smiled at her and I watched her slowly rocking her hips back and forth over Tylers hand;
Tyler looked at me again and lifted her skirt higher.
 
Tyler

To me, this was always the most intriguing part of any relationship. Many would call it the ‘getting to know each other’ phase of a relationship, some would call it the ‘seduction’, others, the ‘chase.’ Call it what you will, it was the part of a relationship that excited me the most. The exploration, the search for what excites the other, finding the way to coerce the other to do as you wish, and to do so in a manner that they would never realize they had been coerced to do more than they wanted. This was something I was good at doing. Many called me intelligent, many called me a jock, many called me shallow, but few realized the real me. The capability I had to concentrate, to silently learn what my partner wanted. There were many girls that did more with me than they would have ever done with anyone else. Why you ask, because I could read their minds as well as their bodies. I was a patient man, well, to a certain extent anyway.

Already, I have learned about kissing Cicely, her likes, dislikes, how to encourage her further. True, it had taken some time, but, now she is more than willing to make out with me for hours at a time. Don’t get me wrong, she was her own person, she would let me push her only so far. That, of course only turned me on more.

The day was beautiful as we stood there kissing. The sun was out, warm without being sweltering hot, a nice soft breeze cooled and dried the sweat on my body. Cicely’s body was small inside my arms, petite as I held her tightly to me. My hand holding her chin as we kissed, her mouth eventually giving way to my tongue. Her breasts were pressed against me, enticing me to feel more of her softness. As our tongues explored, our bodies rubbed, I could feel her nipples stiffen. Her fingers slowly began to wander from my hair, along my neck to my collarbone. Cicely’s hands seemed so petite I envisioned it taking hours to explore my body fully, hours that would be so enjoyable.

As I kissed along Cicely’s soft neck I glanced towards Andrew. I felt a need to make sure he was still there, still entranced with the show we were performing for him. I noticed he had inched closer, his own need forcing him into dangerous territory. The exhibitionist in me took over as I slid my hand lower down Cicely’s back, running fingers down the center to just above her butt. I moved my hand lower, sliding under her skirt, feeling the silkiness of her panties. I wanted to let Andrew know where I was headed, where I would be and he wouldn’t. Cicely brought her hand over my arm, not before moaning, but soon enough that I got the message not to go there. I was brought back to reality, the reality that I was here for her, not to satisfy my exhibitionist urges.

I brought my hand back, sliding it along the side of her small body, cupping her breast for a minute. Before she had time to protest I brought my hand up to her chin, inviting our lips together again. Slowly I moved us together, my body sitting on the blanket while directing hers to sit with her back against my chest, between my legs. I began kissing her neck, licking at her ear lobes while holding her still in my arms. My hand ran along her toned thighs, sliding her skirt up just a bit. I turned her face towards mine, pressing in for more tongue. French kissing was also something that turned me on, something I enjoyed doing for hours. Cicely seemed to be letting go a bit, allowing my tongue to probe deeper, letting my hand to wander higher.

As I rubbed gently between her legs, her hand came down to mine, stopping all movement. Her face turned away from me, her eyes looking down. She began to speak and I knew just where she was going, I knew how she was feeling. I brought my hand up, wrapping her back into my arms tightly. Gently kissing her neck, “Its ok Cicely, its ok that you haven’t before. I won’t ask you to do anything you don’t want.” I brought one hand up and guided her head to nuzzle into my neck. We sat there quietly enjoying the feeling of being together.
 
I felt as if I were on fire. As if my entire soul burned from within. I felt Tyler holding me, caressing me, slowly making me his. His hands seemed to move over my body, as if he knew exactly where to touch, how much pressure to give, how much I needed to feel at ease with him. I felt my nipples move against his chest, felt their aroused state rub against the friction of my shirt, and I knew that if I touched them or if he touched them I would gasp in pleasure and plead for more.

I wasn’t sure what brought me back to the reality of the situation, but something did. Something woke me up and I realized that Tyler’s hands were traveling farther then we’d ever traveled in public. We had made out before, several times, each time I noticed him tempting me to go further, now as we lay here in the open, I wasn’t sure how to respond to him, again I didn’t want to lose him, but the newness of it all circled around me.

When my hand moved to his arm, stilling his movements, my breath caught, I prayed he’d not be angry and in the end when his moved back to my side I knew he understood. I couldn’t be rushed, I never had allowed him to before, so he knew as well as I did that today would be no different. The look in my eyes showed how grateful I was for his allowing me this small bit of control and I savored the kiss he gave me once more.

After several long licks, each one of us sharing in the desire we were feeling, I felt him leave me. The abandonment I felt was gut wrenching. I felt myself shake with want and emptiness. I wanted to speak to moan his name, but I didn’t know the words. My eyes followed him, my heart pleaded with my mind to let him take me to the greatest heights of pleasure.

We nestled on the blanket, my back pressed against him. I felt so protected, sheltered with in his embrace. The kisses he began to reign over my neck only further added to my excitement and I couldn’t help but turn my head, offering him my skin for more of his teasing touches. Every lick, suck, and taste he took of me made my body sing. His hands moved to my thighs, skated up them, moving under my skirt. I know I moaned, I heard it, barely recognized my own voice.

I could feel my arousal growing, feel the heat of my sex continue to rise higher with every touch of his fingers upon my skin. He turned my head and again I was lost in the essence that was Tyler Hamilton. I was touched deeply by the care of his words when I finally sifted them from all the emotions I was feeling. I smiled at him. “Thank you,” I told him. Words of gratitude flowed freely and I relaxed against him once more. I knew Tyler wouldn’t hurry me. I was a virgin... he knew this and because he’d been so kind and considerate, I wasn’t worried about him taking me.

My tongue moved with his and I moved slightly so I could fit myself more against him than in front of him. I wanted to feel myself pressed to him, I needed to feel his strong arms, his skin beneath my fingers. I itched for him, but I was so worried. My mind told me... “Wait Ce... wait until it is with the right man...” I argued with the demon inside me the one telling me to let him possess me, let him teach me all he could. Oh how I wanted that, how I longed for him to do just that, to possess and own me, make me his. “Tyler...” his name fell from my lips like wine spilling into a crystal goblet. It splashed silently against his lips, as I felt the urge to deepen the kiss.
 
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Andrew

Andrew looked and noticed the arousal on Cicely’s face. He saw her fighting it, but slowly she gave in to Tyler’s kisses and caresses.

For a moment Andrew hoped that Cicely would come to her senses as he saw how she guided his hands back.

"good girl, Cicely, don't let him take you." Andrew thought.

Tyler guided Cicely and placed her between his legs. She pressed her back to his chest and Tyler slowyly continued his tender love making.

"Everything is gonna be fine. Cicely will not allow him to go further." Andrew thought.

But then he saw Tylers hand cupping Cicely's breast.

"Shit, come on, Cicely look what he is doing." Andrew said to himself.

But Tyler was smart and hemoved his hand to her chin and kissed her.

Andrew became worried whenhe saw them frenching; As he continued frenching her, Andrew saw that Cicely had parted her long smooth tanned legs. She raised one of her legs, and Andrew saw her panties. As she returned his kisses Andrew saw that Cicely's face was coloured with a reddish blush. The look in her eyes was changed, slowly she was possessed with lust.
 
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Tyler

As our bodies continued rubbing together I realized Cicely had already come a long way. Her body was telling both her to continue while her head was telling her to stop. It was good there was the internal conflict, better than having both her body and mind say no. It was good she was not easy, any guy could snag the easy ones, no, it was better to find a girl who did her best to be virtuous. It would mean more to her when she finally gave in to her needs, her wants and my urges. It always helped with my reputation among the guys too.

When I felt her kiss become more passionate I knew it was time to take things further, just in a slow manner. As our tongues danced I shifted Cicely’s body so she was turned perpendicular to mine. Her hands touched my chest, too scared to move them. I held her with one arm, using my other to rub her stomach, to slowly slide my hand up her shirt, exposing her belly button. Her sexy long legs resting right within my reach. Her slim body almost splayed out before me to admire.

I bent my head down, our lips rubbing together as I gently slid your hand down my chest and abs, not letting it rest until it reached the bulge in my tennis shorts. I then let my hand return to your stomach. “Feel how much you excite me Cicely, its you that is arousing me.” I did not intend to make her rub me, just wanted to let her feel my arousal, let her become intrigued or interested on her own.

As my hand slid further up under Cicely's blouse, cupping her breasts I glanced back over towards Andrew. I saw he had moved closer, hiding behind a tree, his hand rubbing his own bulge as he watched Cicely and I together.
 
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Andrew

Andrew came closer, making sure Cicely did not see him. He hides away behind a tree.

Andrew was puzzled. On one hand he hated to see Cicely making out with Tyler, but on the other hand, he was excited by the idea that Tyler was about to make love with Cicely.

Even in the arms of another man, he found Cicely very sexy And the idea that he might see her breasts or her pussy aroused him.

Although he hated it, he could not control his body and he had a growing erection in his pants. Andrew was curious about what would happen.
 
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I couldn’t help but keep my hand where it was. Tyler had been so kind to me, so patient, so loving. I knew he deserved to have me touch him, after all he’d given me so much already. So as my hand rested on his very hard rod, I began to stroke it slowly. I didn’t know how much pressure to use, how much force was to much, so for the most part I just rubbed carefully.

His hands on my skin was a big distraction. I loved his touches, everything about him made me want to just open up and be free with him. He was so strong and loving. I felt his fingers move over my stomach, caress it lovingly, while I continued to enjoy the warmth of his body. He smelled divine. He smelled not only of the masculine scent of a hard workout, but also of Tyler himself. He just had his own uniqueness and I loved inhaling it.

When his hands cupped my breast I trembled. My back arched a little and my fingers pressed into his sex. I heard a groan and at first I thought I hurt him, but I wasn’t sure. I didn’t ask either, there was no way I was finding a reason to lose his tongue. So I pressed again, this time I was sure he liked it so I slowly began to increase the pressure as well as the tempo.

I told myself, “Its okay Ce you still have your clothes on... he still has his on. Nothing will happen. He’ll stop and everything will be okay.” With that thought nestled deep inside me I let my fingers travel over the entire length of his sex. I rubbed it as best I could though the fabric. Our lips separated and I slid my fingers into his hair. “Tyler,” I whispered. “You make me feel so wonderful.”

I meant what I said, he did make me feel wonderful. He made me feel like a person that he really enjoyed being with. Only my friend Andy had done that. Why he’d come into my mind I wasn’t sure, but he was there for a moment, and I found myself comparing him to Tyler. Andy was a sweet boy, my best friend really... well until Tyler. “Mmm...” Andy left my thoughts and again I felt myself melting into the man that was showing me just how special I was.

I could feel him press into me and I wanted to feel protected in his embrace. My hand left his cock and moved to his hip. I don’t know what caused me to do this but soon I was pulling his hip to mine and laying on my back. My fingers touched his face and I pulled him down for a kiss. His hand had to leave my breast, but that was okay, he was getting a little more frisky then I thought we should be. After all... we were in public.
 
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Andrew

Andrew had to suppress his feeling to go to the couple when he saw Tyler's hand caressing Cicely's tummy.

"Ok, Cicely now take his hand and tell him to be a good boy." Andrew Thought. But instead of holding him back, Cicely continued kissing him. Tyler moved his hand higher and cupper her breast under her shirt.

"Oh, crap...." Andrew softly said.

He could see Tyler's hand moving under her shirt.
He sure kneaded her breasts.

"Okay, nothing happened yet, it not that they have sex. Surely Cicely will come to her senses." Andrew thought.

Andrew watched how Tyler guided Cicely' hand to the bulge in his pants. As she kissed him, her hand started to rub his cock through the fabric of his tennis shorts.

"No, no, Cicely, that's bad; don't stroke his cock." Andrew thought.

The sight of Cicely rubbing the crotch of Tyler's pants brought up a memory.

Technically Andrew was still a virgin, but Jennifer once jerked his cock in a closet.
It was on a private party and Cicely had been dancing with Tyler and Andrew got drunk. He was wasted out and laid in a couch. Then Jennifer came to him and asked him to go upstairs. They made out in a closet and she jerked him off. He had squirted his load on her dress and she was pissed off.
 
I knew Cicely’s body and feelings were over taking her conscious when I felt her petite hand begin slowly, lightly stroking me through my pants. I used my moans and body movement to encourage her to use a bit more pressure. I knew, typical of females, that as long as we remained clothed, the inhibitions would flow freely. Once I attempted to remove clothing, she might shut down immediately.

We continued kissing as my hand continued kneading her breast, gently squeezing a nipple through her thin bra. My lips began kissing her cheeks, over her jaw and neck. I sucked the soft smooth skin in my mouth, eliciting a moan from her mouth.

To my surprise, it wasn’t long before I felt Cicely attempt to pull me over on top of her. My body moved with hers as she laid back on the blanket. I slid my leg between hers, using my arms to support my body, yet allowing us to touch. The skin of our legs rubbing up and down sent sensations through my entire body. This was not my normal reaction, Cicely was doing more to me than any other girl ever had. This was beginning to turn into more than a merely my macho stud attitude turning a girl onto sex.

“Mmmm, Cicely, you feel so good, you taste so good, smell so good. I could continue doing this forever.” I let my hand slide out from under her blouse and down along her slim toned leg. Lifting it slightly to caress the backside of her knee. My lips continued kissing her neck, licking along her neck between kisses. My hand slowly sliding up long the back of her thigh, resting when I was able to cup the cheek of her butt.

I felt Cicely's hands wander over my back I began wishing I had taken her back to my pool house, rather than this public place. I knew I’d be able to go only so far here.
 
To say that I was in control of everything would have been to say the sky is green and the grass blue. I wasn’t in control. As Tyler continued to treat me as a cherished piece of crystal I continued to fight this battle between love and convention. I knew I shouldn’t let him touch me. Knowing this, did little to ease the weight of passion I was feeling.

When Tyler’s hands moved from my breast I felt an emptiness inside me. I know I whimpered. I could hear it ringing in my ears. Soon though that whimper was a hiss followed by a moan. “Oh my,” were the words that were allowed to escape me. As his hand continued to explore my leg, I felt a tingling begin to grow stronger.

I’d felt the tingle before, deep inside my belly. It would spread out slowly, always promising for more, but never quite reaching what ever it was trying for. Now that tingle grew into a pulse and I felt it deep down inside. It came up from within me and slipped over the warmth of my pussy. I wanted to rub it, I needed to touch the wetness that I knew was there.

Tyler kissed my cheeks, my jaw, nibbled on my neck, and that brought that sensation to the forefront of my mind. “Tyler.” Oh God how I wanted to feel him. My whole body seemed to move in slow motion. My fingers slipped over his back. The rippling of muscles exquisite to me and silently the want for more grew.

Without even meaning to the muscles of my sex constricted and I felt the moist juices of my cunt slip free. I turned my head to the side, giving Tyler more of my neck to enjoy, but inside it was because I was embarrassed. I bit my lip, now I knew he shouldn’t touch me. He’d feel my wet panties and know I was aroused.

I felt his hand on my ass and I moaned out of desperation. God I didn’t want him to stop. I wanted so badly to feel his fingers, but no... I was wet and dirty. He wouldn’t want that, he wouldn’t want to feel that. I put my hand in his hair, stroked the fine strands and brought his face back to mine. I kissed him deeply, tasted his mouth, and while we kissed my other hand moved to his wrist and I slowly eased it back down to my knee.
 
Andrew

Andrew overheard them when the young couple enjoyed their love making.

“Mmmm, Cicely, you feel so good, you taste so good, smell so good. I could continue doing this forever.” Tyler said.

“Yeah, I bet you would.” Andrew gnashed between his teeth.
Tyler moved his tanned hand over her white coloured and slim toned leg.

Gently I saw him lifting her leg and caress the backside of her knee.
His hand moved higher, exploring the flesh of the back of her thigh and his hand ended up the cheek of her butt.
As Tyler continued kissing her his name escaped her sensual mouth.

“Tyler.” She said.

“Oh man, this was terrible. I should not look at this. This is perverted. I should not watch Tyler making Cicely hot.” Andrew thought.

Andrew was confused. He felt electric shocks jolting in his groin. The good Andrew wanted to sneak away and mourn his long lost love, but the demon in Andrew wanted to see how Tyler mounted her and made her a slave of her own lust.

Andrew decided it was time to leave. But then he saw how Cicely took hold of Tyler’s hand that kneaded her butt cheeks and leaded it to her knee.

Andrew was reassured.
“Good trusting Cicely, I knew you would not give in to him.” Andrew sighted.

Andrew gained confidence that Cicely would not go further then just making out and he did not feel good with watching them. So he silently sneaked away and went to the sports center.
 
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