Mariah was very attractive and even though she was much younger than me, when the opportunity to be with her presented itself, I had to take a chance. I wanted to be with her and unknowingly, she too felt the same way, but neither of us knew how to let each other know
She was a student of mine, and even though she been gone for several years, I continued to think about her. Mariah was eighteen now, very young and super attractive, one of those students I have always thought about, and fantasized about. She liked wearing low cut tops and a bra that pushed up her firm little boobs, and she had a personality that always made me smile.
It was a new school year, and being that Mariah had moved on to another school, I had kind of forgotten about her, however one day out of the blue, she started to visit the school. Seeing her again, the thought of being with her flooded my mind, which made me a little nervous, especially when she happened to show up at the door to my classroom.
She was with a friend, very attractive in her own right and seeing them both smiling I innocently motioned for them to come in. I was teaching but as Mariah came up to me with her big smile, we first shook hands and then ended up giving each other a hug. She smelled great and as I nervously looked at her, it made me a little uncomfortable, but since she was a former student, I tried to shrug it off.
Stepping away from each other, I was staggered at how grown up she looked, looking even better than I had remembered. Quickly checking her out, I said, “You look great,“ which made her smile and then nervously look at her friend.
Mariah really had a great little body and seeing her firm little boobs again in one of those low cut tops that she liked to wear made me instantly look up. She had a big smile, realizing I was looking at her tits, and when she turned and gestured toward her friend, I couldn’t help but again look at Mariah’s cleavage as she introduced me to her friend.
Quickly turning and facing her friend, I shook her hand saying, “Nice to meet you.”
Looking over at my class, I nervously explained to them that Mariah was an old student of mine, and as I glanced back at Mariah, there was an awkward pause. Looking at the two of them, I explained I needed to get back to class and after a quick hug from Mariah, they waved to my students and left.
Watching the two of them as they walked out the door, my class again asked about her. I tried to down play it, convincing myself it was just a simple visit, but it did stir up old feelings. It was nice to see her and being able to feel her had me thinking, “I’d love a chance to be with her.”
The next day I continued to be a little nervous, wondering if she might come by again and sure enough she did. I caught a glimpse of her from across the blacktop and as she walked toward me, I started to become nervous.
Like I said, she had always liked showing off her body and right now was no exception. As Mariah walked toward me smiling, I couldn’t help but smile too. Seeing her pretty face and big smile I immediately started checking her out as she approached. She was again wearing one of her low cut tops, and a short plaid pleated skirt that showed off her legs, and she looked to be wearing some makeup. Mariah really had a nice little body and as I continued to smile as she got closer, I nervously tried to soak her in.
After saying hi to each other I innocently asked, “What’s going on?”
Mariah said, “I came to see you,” as she gave me a hug.
It was the end of the day and our conversation was simple, but I got the feeling she wasn’t just there to catch up. It was really nice to see her and as I said, I had always been attracted to her, and as I inconspicuously tried to check her out, I again thought about how much I wanted to be with her.”
We ended up back in my classroom and as we chatted, she suddenly mentioned that she wanted to talk with me about something. As we looked at each other, there was a pause and when I asked, “What is it,” Mariah hesitated.
As we looked at each other, I was a little confused but then Mariah asked, “Maybe we can go somewhere else,” and then said, “Not here.”
Cautiously smiling, I didn’t know what to think and after another pause I asked, “What do you mean.”
Searching for what to say, she suggested meeting down the street at the grocery store. I was nervous, but curious at the same time thinking, “What was it she wanted to talk about?”
I continued to be cautious and thought, “Did she just want to talk or was there something more,” and as I looked at her I said, “I don’t know.”
She seemed to have a more serious look on her face, and when I agreed to meet her later, she nodded and reaching over she gave me another hug and said,” Thanks!”
There was noway I could leave with her and even just being with her, I would be taking a chance. Mariah then pressing the issue explained that she wasn’t driving and said, “I’ll wait up there for you.”
Smiling, not wanting to disappoint her I nervously said, “Okay.”
Standing up, we hugged and after she left, I couldn’t believe what I was doing. Watching the clock as the time approached for me to meet her, I continued to wonder about what Mariah might want.
As I left the building, it was already getting dark, and as I pulled into the parking lot, I nervously looked around to see if anyone was there that might know me. Pulling up front and looking inside, I saw Mariah and when she saw me, she hurried out of the store.
Mariah quickly opened the door and as she leaned in and said, “Hi,” I couldn’t help but look right down her top.
Seeing her tits, I instantly looked up and thought to myself, “Oh my,” which made me look up at her.
Mariah glanced down, realizing I was looking at her tits again, she quickly climbed in and closed the door. It was obvious she had caught me gawking and as she buckled up, I asked, “What’s going on?”
It was just meant to start a conversation but after a short pause, Mariah looked at me and said, “Thanks for coming to get me.”
Glancing over as I pulled away, I asked, “What did you want to talk about?”
I could see her nervously searching for what to say and as I glanced over at her again she asked, “Can we go to your house?”
Smiling, I quickly mentioned that I lived kind of far away and then continued by asking, “Maybe we could go somewhere else.”
Mariah was obviously searching for what to say and when I suggested we could get a bite to eat somewhere, she agreed.
As we headed off, our conversation was simple, but she kind of hinted as to why she needed to talk. She mentioned her mother was drinking too much. At the restaurant we ended up talking about a lot of things, but I could tell there was something else. I wanted our conversation to be easy going but it eventually led back to her feeling scared to stay at home because her mother would sometimes become violent.
I hoped it wouldn’t be so serious and every time she happened to look down, I couldn’t help but stare at her boobs. I had wanted to be with her and as I continued to listen I thought about how nice it would be to kiss her and feel her next to me.
Desperately needing something to calm my nerves, I ordered a drink and being we were in a Mexican restaurant, I ordered a margarita. When it finally came, I took a huge pull off the straw and as I sat back, Mariah asked if she could try it.
Smiling at her I asked, “You don’t drink, do you?”
Leaning forward she said, “Yea, sometimes my mom lets me.”
Looking around, I casually pushed it closer to her and after taking a sip she said, “That’s really good.”
Seeing the waitress coming, I pulled it back toward me and after ordering some food, we both ended up polishing off the margarita and then I ordered another.
I was starting to feel more comfortable and when I asked her what she needed to talk about, she balked, not knowing what to say. When she finally spoke up it was about her mom being violent after drinking, and said, “Because it’s Friday, she’ll probably end up getting drunk.”
Reaching my hand across the table, I took her hand and said, “I’m really sorry.”
Looking down at us holding hands she smiled and then as she looked over at me she said, “You’re really nice.”
I was worried about her but as we left the restaurant and got in the car, I instinctively asked if she wanted me to take her home. Mariah again asked, “Can we go to your place?” and then said, “It’s okay that you live kind of far.”
I didn’t know what to say, and when I hesitantly said, “I don’t know,” as I continued back toward school, she said, “I was hoping we might still be able to talk a little.”
Searching for what to say, I thought about a hotel room, but wasn’t sure if she’d go for it. I instead suggested we could go to the library or just park somewhere, but immediately knew that wasn’t going to work either and thought, “What should I do?”
I knew she wanted to go to my house and sensing she wanted to be alone I said, “You know, we could get a hotel room.”
I knew it wasn’t what she wanted and when I told her about a hotel that was just around the corner and said, “We could talk some more there,” I could sense her smiling.
After another brief pause she said, “Sure, that’s sounds okay.”
Glancing over and smiling I asked, “Are you sure.”
The hotel I was thinking about was fairly close and as I quickly headed that way, Mariah reached over and as she took my hand, I glanced over at her smiling. As we pulled into the parking lot, I gave her hand a little squeeze and said, “Here we are.”
Mariah immediately looked out the side window and when she noticed there was a swimming pool, she turned toward me and asked, “Can we go swimming?”
Quickly parking by the office, I patted Mariah on the thigh and said, “We’ll see,” and then told her I’d be right back.
I asked for a room toward the back of the complex, which the clerk agree to do after a quick glance out to my car. Smiling as I returned to the car and climbed in, Mariah again asked if we could go swimming. Continuing to smiled, I turned and told her, “Let’s check out our room first,” as I drove toward the back of the complex.
After parking in front of our room, we quickly went inside. It was dark and as I turned on the light, Mariah nervously looked around the room. Turning and looking at me as I sat on the edge of the bed, she smiled and then came over and sat next to me. As we looked at each other, Mariah again asked about going swimming. Hesitantly I asked, “What would you wear?”
She quickly replied, We could go naked.”
Laughing I said, “We’d have to wear something.”
Mariah then suggested that she could wear her underwear and bra, and cover up in a towel, which again made me hesitate, but continuing to plead with me, I agreed.
Mariah gave me a hug and smiling, she said, I’ll go get ready in the bathroom.”
She was very excited and as she stood up and headed toward the bathroom she turned and asked, “You’re going too, aren’t you?”
Nodding my head, I smiled and said, “I’ll get ready out here while you’re in there.”
Mariah smiled and as she hurried into the bathroom and closed the door, I too quickly stood up and took off my clothes. I had on some boxers, but immediately realized I probably needed a towel to wrap around my waist.
Subtly going over to the bathroom door and knocking, I asked Mariah to pass me a towel. Mariah opened the door slightly and after handing me one I told her, “Thanks.”
Quickly moving back over to the bed, I stripped down to my boxers and then wrapped the towel around my waist. Sitting there waiting, Mariah soon came out of the bathroom, which made me stand up as she came around the corner. Seeing her wrapped in a towel made me smile but I could see she was feeling a little insecure.
She was so sexy and seeing her like this started to give me a hard on. I tried to ignore it the best I could, and seeing it was getting kind of late, I said, “We should get going.”
As we approached the pool, I think there was some hesitation on both our parts, and when I said, “Okay, we better get in before someone comes out and tells us we need to get out.”
Smiling, Mariah said, “You go first.”
Taking the lead, I moved toward the steps, and as I took off my towel and threw it on a chair, I continued into the water. Looking back at Mariah, she too had moved over to the steps, and as I watched her take off her towel I thought to myself, “Oh my,” as she stood there in just her lacy little bra and panties.
Continuing to watch as she gingerly proceeded into the water, I couldn’t help but think, “What a great body.”
Smiling as she walked toward me in the shallow end, she eventually put her arms around my neck. As I put my hands on her sides and we looked at each other, she suddenly kissed me on the cheek. It surprised me and when she said, “Thanks,” I pulled her close and said, “This is nice.”
I thought about kissing her, but I became so nervous, I ended up letting her go and swimming a little ways away. It felt so good to be with her, and yea, we did mess around a little in the pool, splashing and laughing, but when I accidentally put my hands on her boobs, pushing her away, she looked at me with big eyes. I immediately dropped my hands and smiling at each other, she suddenly grabbed at my crotch. Quickly turning to the side I said, “What are you doing?”
Giggling as she continued to try to grab at it , I grabbed her arms saying, “I think we had better head back to the room.”
Seeing her smiling, Mariah agreed. I tried to keep her at a safe distance as we went over to the steps, I let her get out first. Watching as she got out of the pool, I realized I could see right through her wet panties. Seeing her little butt, as she grabbed her towel, I could feel myself starting to get hard, and when she turned to wrap up in her towel and I saw her hard little nipples, I thought, “I wanta fuck you.”
Carefully getting out of the pool, trying to hide my hard-on that was now pushing against my boxers, I hastily grabbed my towel and wrapped it around my waist. Turning to look at her, I could see she was looking down at my crotch and figuring she could see I had a hard-on, I turned and quickly headed back to the room.
Mariah was such a turn on and as we went into our room, she hurriedly sat on the edge of the bed, huddling in her towel. Seeing her smiling at me, suggesting I come sit by her, I quickly moved over and sat down. Wrapping my arm around her and giving her a hug, I asked if she wanted me to take her home. Mariah leaned into me and shaking her head no, she asked, “Can we just stay here for a little bit?”
Looking at her inquisitively I said, “Okay,” and as we smiled at each other I suggested that she should maybe text her mother so she won’t worry.
Nodding, Mariah agreed and as she got up and grabbed her phone, she turned and asked me if we could just spend the night there. I immediately paused, and thought, “There are two beds,” but then said to myself, “What am I saying?”
Looking at her, I asked, “Are you sure?”
Mariah again nodded her head, yes, and after a second or two I agreed. Smiling, she quickly sent her mom a text saying she was going to spend the night at a friend’s house.
As we waited patiently for a reply, which soon came, Mariah anxiously read it. Her mom agreed that it would be ok, but said that Mariah needed to be home before noon tomorrow.
Smiling, Mariah texted her back, “Thanks,” and then promptly called her friend to tell her what she had told her mom, and said to call if her mom called her.
As Mariah got off the phone with her friend, I asked if everything was okay. Smiling, Mariah replied, “Yea, it’s all good.”
It was set, but I immediately started to be very nervous and as Mariah sat next to me again, hugging me, we ended up kissing briefly.
We were going to spend the night together; I had wanted this and I think ultimately she did too. Suggesting we change out of our wet clothes, I told her she could wear my t-shirt. Kissing me again, she stood up, and grabbing my shirt off the floor, she rushed into the bathroom.
I took off my wet towel and hung my boxers over a chair and realizing I didn’t have anything to wear, I ended up putting my pants back on. Just as I zipped up, Mariah returned from the bathroom wearing my t-shirt and as she hung her wet panties and bra over the other chair, and walked over to me she asked, “What’s wrong?”
She was referring to me having on my pants but after explaining, It’s all I had,” she sat next to me on the bed.
As we nervously looked at each other, I asked if she wanted to watch some TV. Mariah didn’t say anything right away but then suddenly asked, “Do you like me?”
Leaning away and looking at her inquisitively I said, “Mariah, I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t.”
This made her smile, and as she hugged me, we ended up kissing again. It was just a peck at first but as we looked at each other, we soon started kissing more passionately with our tongues twisting, as we felt on each other.
Realizing what was about to happen I asked, “Are you sure you want to do this?”
Smiling and leaning against me, she nodded it was ok, and as we hugged and kissed again, I laid her back. Moving up until I was laying on her slightly, I desperately wanted to feel on her boobs. Immediately bringing my hand up to her chest and gently feeling on them, Mariah gasped as we continued kissing.
My dick was hard and wanting her to know it, I leaned into her, pushing it against her leg. I sensed she could feel it and when I casually took her hand and moved it down to my crotch, she hastily pulled away. We both stop and as we look at each other I asked if everything was okay.
Smiling sheepishly, we again kissed and I immediately went back to feeling her boobs, through her shirt. I could feel her nipples were hard, and when I slowly moved down to mouth them, she put her hands stopping me.
Slowly moving and repositioning myself between her legs, I moved back up to kiss her. I could feel the shirt had cinched up slightly; I wanted to feel her tits, but right now I knew she didn’t have anything on under it. Kissing her, I tried to inconspicuously guide my hard cock against her crotch and when the head of my cock touched her pussy, she pulled away, scared.
Looking at each other, I subtly moved back down and smiling at her, we again kissed. As she closed her eyes, I reached up under the shirt and as I felt on her tits, she again opened her eyes. As we looked at each other again, I slowly tried to pull the shirt she was wearing up, but Mariah again stopped me, and pushing me away said, “No, don’t,” which made me stop.
Frustrated, I animatedly raised up and as I knelt on the bed in front of her I asked, “What’s wrong?”
She wiggled a little, and pulling the shirt back down, she sat up too. Looking at me smiling she said, “I’m sorry, I’m just nervous.”
I tried to put her at ease by telling her it was okay and after a quick little kiss, I reached down and started to unbutton my pants. Mariah watched intently as I now unzipped them, but as they hung open, she looked up. Slyly smiling, I reached out, and again tried to pull her shirt over her head, but Mariah wasn’t having any of it, and again pushed my hands away.
Kissing her and holding her, I tried to tell her not to worry, desperately hoping she’d want to go further. I could feel that my pants had inched their way down a little, and as I leaned away, we both ended up looking down.
She was obviously curious and seeing her smile, I took her hand, which made her look up at me. I wanted her to feel and see my cock, and as I guided her hand down toward the front of my pants, she seemed mesmerized as her hand slowly disappeared. As I continued to push her hand in, I felt her fingers in my pubic hair but when she touched my cock, she suddenly pulled away. As we looked at each other, I could see the apprehension in her eyes but as soon as I started pulling my pants down further, Mariah’s eyes were fixated as she watched.
Pulling my cock out now and holding it, Mariah’s eyes quickly looked up at me. At first she seemed startled but soon her nervousness changed to a smile, and as I again took her hand and moved it down toward my cock, she looked down. As I had her take hold of it with her little hand, she again looked down as I slowly made her start to rub it.
Mariah now looked up at me and smiling she remarked, “It’s hard.”
Smiling back and looking down, I simply said, “It feels good.”
I continued to help her stroke my cock and as I let go, she looked at me smiling and then looking down, she continued on her own. I now hoped she’d want to suck it, but I realized it would probably turn her off to the whole thing. I instead inched up the shirt she was wearing, and as I strained to see her pussy, I inched her shirt up more.
Not wanting to go to fast, I kissed her, and as I reached down and touched her pussy she instinctively let go of my cock and grabbed my wrist, stopping me. Keeping my hand down there, Mariah squirmed a little and as we looked at each other, I put my hand on her stomach. Kissing her, I gradually moved my hand down to her crotch.
Mariah continued to hold my wrist as I moved my hand between her legs, but as my hand got down to her pussy, she let go. Wrapping her arms around my neck now as we kissed, she innocently spread her legs, allowing me to gently cup her fat little pussy.
She didn’t have a lot of hair down there, but feeling the warmth of her pussy, I pressed my finger into her slit. Mariah gasped and looking at me, she reached down stopping me.
It was obvious she was scared, but it was such a turn on, and as I continued to feel on her pussy, I kissed her. Mariah was tight and already really wet, and as she let go of my wrist, I moved down sucking on her neck. As I gently rubbed her clit and fingering her pussy, all I could think about was wanting to fuck her.
Stopping and lifting up a little, I quickly pulled my pants down the rest of the way. After kicking them off the bed, I could see Mariah was smiling, instantly fixated on my cock.
Knowing she wanted to feel it I said, “Go ahead,” which made her look up at me. I think she felt she needed permission and as she reached for it, I leaned toward her. I wanted her to feel it and as I put my hand on hers, she smiled as she hastily grabbed for my cock.
With my help, I had Mariah start stroking it and seeing her leaning down as she focused on rubbing the entire length, I sensed she might be open to sucking it. I really hoped she would, and when I inadvertently said, “Do you want to suck it,” she looked up at me.
I could see she was unsure, but as she again looked down I said, “Go ahead,” and sensing she was still hesitant I said, “It’s okay.”
As she again glanced up at me for reassurance, I made sure to smile, which made her smile too. Mariah now timidly looked back down and seeing me holding my cock up, I said, “Open your mouth,” hopefully inviting her to take it into her mouth. As she went down, I put my other hand on the back of her head, she closed her eyes as I gradually pushing her down.
Mariah did wince and pull away a little when the head of my cock touched her lips, but telling her again to open her mouth, she let it slip past her lips. Closing my eyes now, I helped her rub my cock as she sucked it. It really felt good, so good I wanted to cum, but I had to make her stop.
Pulling her up, she looked at me and as I quickly moved my hands up and tried to take off her shirt, she still seemed hesitant. I wasn’t sure if she was reluctant or just a little embarrassed, in either case, she eventually let me take it off. As I cast it aside, I couldn’t help but look at her tight little body.
As Mariah shyly looked down, I smiled and reaching out, I put my hands on her pouty little breasts, but as soon as I took her erect little nipples between my fingers, she covered her chest. Looking back up at her as I moved my hands down to her thigh, I leaned forward and gave her a kiss.
We were both totally naked now and as I moved closer, kneeling next to her, I gently moved her hands. I was so hard right now and seeing her naked, all I could think about was wanting to fuck her.
Mariah continued to shyly look down, but immediately looked back up as I put my hands on her shoulders and tried to lay her back. Kicking her legs out from under her and smiling as she laid back, I leaned forward and laying on top of her, I kissed her. Sitting back up and putting my hands on her waist, I immediately look down at her poochy little stomach and neatly trimmed plump looking little pussy.
Looking back up at her, I told her how beautiful she was, and as we smiled at each other, I said, “If you want me to stop, just tell me.”
Nodding her head, I kissed her and immediately moved down to suck her neck. Trying to reach back down to finger her pussy again, I eventually moved down more to tongue and suck her hard little nipples. As my fingers found her pussy, I so wanted to taste her, and as I started to finger her again, I kissed my way down her chest to her stomach. As I got close to her pussy and I nuzzled against it, Mariah instinctively reached down, stopping me saying, “No, don’t.” She now tried to close her legs, but being I was between them legs she couldn’t. Smiling as I looked up at her, I could see her apprehension and as I slowly worked my way back up to kiss her, I told her not worry, and again trying to put her at ease I said, “It’ll be it okay.”
Mariah nodded nervously and after kissing her, I again moved down sucking her neck. As I moved down further, briefly kissing and mouthing her little tits, I closed my eyes as I kissed her stomach. Eventually as I made my way down to her little pussy again, I looked up at her this time for reassurance, but she had her eyes closed.
Spreading her legs a little and kissing her right above her pussy, Mariah quickly leaned up on her elbows to see what I was doing. She smelled so good and as I looked at her pussy, and positioned myself between her legs, I knew that I was probably the first to taste her.
Looking up at her again as I slipped my finger into her little pussy, I immediately leaned down and kissed her slit a couple times. Closing my eyes now, I ran my tongue up and down her slit, which made her lay back. Mariah then arched her back slightly as I teased her clit, and feeling her tense up, I reached up and put my hand on her chest trying to steady her.
Mariah eventually relaxed and as I settled in and concentrated on eating her pussy, I put my one hand on her boob, gently feeling on it. She was so tight and as I continued to tongue her, she suddenly reached down, taking hold of my head.
Looking up, I asked, “Are you okay?”
I really wanted to be inside her and seeing her smiling and nodding with her eyes closed, I moved up and gave her a kiss. As she continued to smile, I casually reaching down and grabbed my cock, guiding it toward her little opening. Pushing into her a little, she opened her eyes.
Asking if she was okay, she nodded and then took a deep breath. Smiling, I kissed her and then said, "Try to relax.”
Mariah again nodded and as she put her hands on my waist, I gently moved the head of my cock up and down her slit again.
I didn’t want it to hurt, I wanted to fuck her and as Mariah moved her hands from my sides, to the sheets, I could feel her grasp a handful and squirmed a little as I again tried to push into her.
I had to be careful, because it was obvious she had never done this and being she was so tight, I felt I need to repeatedly tell her to relax. Pushing my cock in her a little at a time, always making sure to stop whenever I felt her tense up. I knew it hurt but she didn’t stop me as I desperately tried to work my cock in her. It felt so good and when my cock eventually slipped into her, I felt her gasping the sheets, which of course made pull out a little and ask if she was okay.
Putting her arms around my neck, we kissed, and as pushed into her again I said, “Relax.”
“Oh, it felt so good,” I thought and as I got my cock almost all the way in her, I again asked if she was okay.
Mariah squirmed a little and as I started to fuck her; I wanted to cum and being I was all the way in her now, I didn’t want her to make me stop, not now. Hunching over her with my hands under her shoulders, I tried to concentrate my thrusts, as I moved my cock in and out of her a little faster.
I still tried to be careful not to hurt her but as concentrated my thrust, and I started to breathe harder, it wasn’t long before I was going to cum. Leaning up and asking if she was okay, she hesitantly nodded. Mariah kept her eyes closed, but when told her how good it felt, she opened her eyes and smiling we kissed.
Immediately fucking her again, she again clinched the sheet, and I could hear her starting to moan faintly. I wanted to cum, but suddenly Mariah reached up pushing on me, asking me to stop. Leaning up and looking at her, Mariah was out of breath and feeling her body twitch, I tried to hold her. I didn’t know what was happening, but then it dawned on me that she had an orgasm.
Smiling and pulling out just a a little, she finally looked at me, but seemed a little confused. I wanted to keep going but when I pushed into her again, she stopped me. Mariah was definitely wetter and after a little while she put her arms around my neck, I asked, “Are you okay.”
She still had her eyes closed but smiling she said, “I’m okay.”
Kissing her as I held her, Mariah briefly opened her eyes and looking at me, she hugged me.
Leaning into her my cock easily slide deep into her, which made her gasped briefly as she hugged my neck. I didn’t want to force it, but she was so wet and it felt so good.
Wanting to cum, I eventually started fucking her. Slowly at first and after asking again if she was okay, I tried to fuck her a little faster, thrusting deeper into her pussy as she held me close. I was close and when she again dropped her hands and grabbing the sheets she started to squirm under me, I knew I needed to try to hurry.
Trying to hold her, I softly said, “I’m going to cum.”
I was out of breath and I don’t think Mariah understood at first but then suddenly asked, “What!”
Telling her again, “I’m going to cum,” Mariah immediately started to push on me, saying, “Stop,” as she arched her back and tried to get free.
I couldn’t stop, not now, and as she struggled to push me off, I pushed deep into her and holding I told her to stop.
I think it startled her a little and as I bucked my hips slightly, my cock started to jerk inside her. Continuing to hold her down as cum spilled deep inside her, I tried to move my cock in and out. I’m sure she could feel it and as Mariah again tried to wiggle free, my cock inadvertently slipped out as it went limp.
It felt good to cum, and as I moved down and kissed her stomach, I knew cum was dribbling out of me onto the sheets, and that it had probably leaked out of her too.
Mariah now forcibly pushed me off, desperately telling me to stop and when I lifted off her and I heard a little bubble escape, I instinctively looked down as I raised up. Rolling off her now, Mariah hastily reached one of her hands down to her pussy. I could see the panic on her face as she felt the sticky cum that had oozed out, and when she looked at the cum on her fingers she asked, “What is this?”
Smiling, I leaned over, and as I tried to hold her, she pushed me away again saying, “You didn’t cum in me, did you?”
I didn’t know what to say but eventually told her, “I couldn’t stop, it felt so good.”
Mariah immediately sat up and as she again fingered her pussy, I tried to reassure her that it would be okay. Again, Mariah pushed me away saying, “I didn’t want you to cum in me.”
Kneeling next to her, she was obviously distraught, and looked like she was going to cry. As I again tried to give her a hug, I too started to worry.
This time as I held her, Mariah instinctively leaned against me saying, “I don’t want to get pregnant.”
Pulling her close trying to give her a hug, she hastily pushed me away and slid off the bed.
Watching as she stood there with her legs spread, frantically fingering herself, I got off the bed too as she desperately tried to get as much cum out as she could.
She was visibly scared and as I stood next to her and tried to console her, rubbing her back I said, “Why don’t we take a shower.”
Not looking at me, she casually moved toward the bathroom, and as I tried to follow her she turned and said,”No,” which stopped me in my tracks.
Standing there and watching as she closed the door, I could hear her pull the shower curtain back and when I heard her turn on the water, I went back over to the bed and sat down.
I continued to worry as I waited and yea, it really did feel good to cum, but it was now overshadowed by the thought of her possibly getting pregnant. I wanted her to know everything would be okay, even though I knew it wasn’t, and when I heard the water turn off, I anxiously stood up and waited for her to come out.
As the door opened and Mariah walked around the corner, I stepped toward her as she stood there wrapped in a towel. She was still visibly shaken as she went and sat on the bed, and as I stood by her, I asked if she was okay.
Mariah didn’t look at me but when she nodded her head, I casually sat next to her and putting my arm around her, Mariah leaned against me. Hugging her I asked, “Do you want me to take you home?”
There was a slight pause as we held each other, and she did seem to be a little more relax but when Mariah said, “I think I got it all out,” I couldn’t help but lean away and look at her.
Shocked, realizing she didn’t understand, I looked at her and tried to smile. Taking her hand and giving it a gentle squeeze, Mariah again leaned against me. As I continued to hold her I felt I should probably take her home, but when I suggested it, she snuggled against me and asked, “Can we just stay here a little bit?”
I was continuing to worry about her getting pregnant and thought, “Why isn’t she on the pill?”
Eventually though, I was able to convince her that we should probably get going home, and after we got dressed, and left, we ended up stopping at a fast food place along the way.
It was nice to be with her and as I pulled into her neighborhood, she asked me to drop her off down the street so she could walk.
Smiling at her, I reached over and as I took her hand, I agreed. Pulling over now at the top of her street, we gave each other a hug and a simple kiss, and when Mariah told me thanks, I reached over and gave her another hug. Smiling as she opened the car door, she turned and said, “I had a great time.”
Squeezing her hand, not really wanting her to go, we looked at each other. Letting go of her hand as she got out of the car, I waved to her as she closed the door. Watching as she walked down the street a little ways, she turned and waved. It made me smile and as I turned the car around and started to leave, I looked at her in the rear view mirror.
I couldn’t stop worried about her getting pregnant, and when I didn’t hear from her or see her, I really started to worry. Mariah dideventually show up at school a few days later, and when I saw her, I really wanted to talk to her. As she got close, I smiled and asked, “How are you doing?”
Mariah smiled too and nodding her she said, “I’m good, how are you?”
We only talked for a few minutes and as she walked away, we exchanged smiles and a wave from a distance.
We never had the opportunity to be with each other again, but I have continued to fantasize about her as I remember the time we spent together so long ago.