Wayward Boy by R. Richard

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Wayward Boy

(R. Richard)


Alicia is the first of the Snobville girls to take a sudden interest in the sea creatures of the Chesapeake Bay tide pools. Actually, her interest is pretty much confined to the night tide pool sea creatures.

Now, most of my tide pool sea creature work has been done in the daytime, but I'm quite adaptable, at least where the ladies of Snobville are concerned.

I have a talk with Alicia's mother. The talk seems as if it'll go on forever. I'm to behave like a perfect gentleman at all times. Well, of course, two high spirited young people might just have a little innocent fun in a hidden place in Chesapeake Bay. Mind you, it's to be nothing serious. However, the lady knows that young passions tend to sometimes run wild, so we should be careful.

The talk takes a couple of hours, although it seems like a lot longer. Alicia's mother finally ends up the beating around the bush and I'm able to translate her speech. It seems that I'm to take Alicia to a hidden spot, fuck her brains out, using certain precautions, bring her back home safe and then keep my mouth shut about the matter.

Oh yes, I'm to get paid for showing Alicia the tide pool sea creatures. I'm certainly not going to get paid for screwing Alicia. I mean, carpetbagger or not, what kind of boy do you think I am?

On an evening scheduled by her mother, Alicia and I meet at the dock where my little sailboat is moored and we set forth for an in depth exploration of Chesapeake Bay night tide pool sea creatures.

Our departure is very proper. Alicia first gets a short course in water safety from me, with a very proper demeanor on my part.

We then sail away from the dock, a proper pair of Snobville teenagers out for a little scientific research. However, as soon as we get well underway and out of sight of the dock, Alicia discovers that the top of her brand-new bikini is just too tight for comfort and, "I'm just going to have to go topless for the rest of the voyage. Do you mind?"

Well, I really didn't mind, although I think my cock might rip its way free of my bathing suit.

Okay, it has become obvious that Alicia and I are going to screw and that the girl isn't just willing, but eager. With the general program set, I head for a perfect place that I have found, some time back. A highway bridge exits just above a little beach. The bridge exit is tilted away from the beach and the exit blocks any and all pedestrian access. It's not only a private beach, the traffic and wind noise around the bridge exit will cover any noise that Alicia and I might make.

Alicia has packed a sort of picnic lunch for our mission and the lunch includes a bottle of wine. Despite our Snobville origins, the wine isn't some pricey vintage, but rather a fortified wine containing a fair amount of the magic ingredient, alcohol. Alicia imbibes the wine steadily as we sail.

I'm offered a taste of the wine, but tell Alicia that I can't drink while I sail for reasons of boating safety.

By the time we get to the hidden beach, Alicia is in a state that wine lovers call smashed!

(I certainly hope you don't think that a proper Snobville, Maryland girl would just go out and screw while she was sober. Did you clod?)

I beach my little sail boat and moor it so that it won't float away on the tide while we're busy and we'll have some way back to Snobville, after our little tryst.

We then carry a picnic basket, a blanket and a tarp to a spot close enough to a bridge support column that we're invisible from above.

Alicia carefully spreads a plastic tarp of some kind on the beach, so that there's no sand on the top, and then sets the picnic basket on a blanket next to the tarp.

Well, here we are at a hidden beach. The foreplay part of our fake courtship is then rather abbreviated.

Alicia, for some reason, decides that she has to call attention to the fact that she's topless. She says, "This is the first time I have been topless in public. It feels kind of strange."

(No shit lady. Despite the fact that it was just the two of us in a very small boat and we were frequently facing each other, I never noticed that you were topless! However, now that you mention it ...)

Then, to avoid my fixating on her tits, Alicia also rolls down her bikini bottom to show me that she has had to shave to fit into the little scrap of cloth.

Just to be polite, I feel the shaved area and I'm going to make some polite comment about how smooth it is. I could also have commented on how wet and slippery it is, but I never get the chance.

It seems that Alicia suddenly has to have my cock inside her, right now!

I strip her little tiny bikini bottom and my own swim trunks and lay the lady down on the plastic tarp. I lie down beside her and start by working on Alicia's tits with my lips and tongue.

If she was hot before, my foreplay now has Alicia incandescent. By the time I mount her, Alicia is dripping wet and panting with lust. Once I mount her, I don't waste time, but shove my big cock into Alicia's waiting pussy. At first, I feel the surprisingly strong resistance and then I slide inside her. My entry must have hurt her, but she doesn't complain. She moans, but only to let me know that she wants me to fuck her brains out.

Using the lessons I have learned from Big Cat Carrie, I take my time and work deep into Alicia's tight young pussy. I don't force things but get deeper with each stroke.

At first, Alicia is just waiting for me to finish so that she can get past her first time initiation to sex. However, even with the initial pain she begins to respond. The tense little girl, waiting to be ravished, gradually works into a woman finding a bit of enjoyment in a moonlight fuck.

As I get deeper into Alicia, she begins to move a little and things get more like my fuck with BCC back in Baltimore. Suddenly, I can feel Alicia turn hot! She gets very excited and quickly orgasms. I'm drawn along by Alicia's excitement and I shoot my cum into her over several finishing stokes. I suspect that Alicia didn't plan for the situation as she more or less collapses after she orgasms.

After I finish, I roll off her and we lie there, side by side, on the tarp for a while. I finally ask her, "Did it hurt you a lot?"

She says, "Well, it wasn't too bad and I got so excited at the end that it made the pain worthwhile."

I point out, "We need to do it a second time, after I have a little rest. We need to let you find out what sex is like without your cherry in the way."

Well, Alicia tells me, "I'm tired right now and I'll need to rest for a bit before we try a second time.

We get up and wash ourselves and the tarp in the bay. Then, we go back and sit down to eat a little picnic.

Alicia wants to go put her bikini bottom back on, but I point out that she's fine just as she is. Alicia is on the verge of balking.

However, I say, "If you put your bikini bottom back on, you'll just have to take it back off again for our second round."

The idea of a nude picnic is something of a shock for Alicia, but she seems to adapt quickly.

I think Alicia finally figures that, if her tits turn me on, why shouldn't her pussy turn me on just that much more? I also think the idea that the little girl who has been coddled and protected since she was born is now in a position where she has to deal naked with a big, strong, naked man, and the challenge is a real turn on for her.

We eat while we gaze at each other. Alicia takes every opportunity to display and jiggle her tits for me. She also seems to find my cock very interesting, perhaps especially since it's going to be inside her again.

We finish the food and Alicia drinks more wine. Of course, she gets smashed again and this, strangely enough, on very little alcohol.

Alicia is sitting with her legs together.

I tell her. "Alicia, move your legs apart, so that I can see all of you."

Alicia does as she's told and breathes deeply as I observe that her pussy is not only red from our first screw, but it's also now so wet it's shiny and dripping again.

I let Alicia sip a little more wine, then I get up and pull her to her feet.

Alicia can see that she's going to get screwed and she perhaps wants it even more than I do.

I want to again feel my cock deep inside Alicia's tight young pussy.

Alicia obviously wants to feel me inside her and also to work on her sex moves for later, when the right, socially acceptable, Snobville boy comes along.

We kind of sidle over and use the tarp once again. I use the trip over to the tarp to work a little on Alicia's tits. I lay her on the tarp and then lie down beside her again. I continue my attention to Alicia's tits and also rub her pussy lips a bit. The wetness I initially saw between Alicia's legs now threatens to turn into a flood.

Since she's obviously ready, I mount Alicia for the second time and this time the fuck is unbelievable!

Alicia wants to let me completely dominate her, so she can get the feel of how it's going to be with her permanent man.

I want to dominate Alicia completely because I want the hottest piece of ass I can get! I take it slow, but deep and a little hard. I savor every stroke because it'll likely be the last time that I ever get to fuck Alicia. Adding to the experience is that I can feel an extra tight ring just inside Alicia's pussy, maybe the remnant of her cherry.

Alicia surrenders completely. She not only lets me in, she helps. She shifts her pelvis this way and that, trying for the maximum effect on her. Alicia's moves also lead to the maximum pleasure for me.

I find that each stroke is an adventure in itself. The movement of our bodies means that each stroke is at a slightly different angle and slightly different friction. At first, the friction is due to the natural pussy tightness of a young girl like Alicia, but she quickly learns to control the friction a bit, by using her internal muscles.

The second fuck is much better than the first one. It seems as if Alicia and I are alone in some tropical paradise with nothing to do but experience ecstasy!