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"Oh I'm sure you'll see God before I let you go. You are going to be in so much trouble Jason, but you know what?" she asked pulling the small car up under a tree.
"What?" he groaned.
"You will never, ever forget today, not if you live to be a hundred," she said.
She shut the car off and removed her sunglasses she threw them on the dashboard.
"Come on little boy, time to find out what you're made of!" she yelled. She turned up the radio, and then exited the car.
Jason got out, they were out in the middle of nowhere, in a thick of trees and grass, there was no one around, just them. Jason shoved his hands in his pockets and looked around.
Erin grabbed his arm and pulled him along. She flopped on the ground and dug in her purse, she pulled out a baggie and a little white pack, she pulled a paper from the pack and then began to do something.
"Sit down stupid, watch this." she said motioning him down.
He noticed she had blue eyes. He sat and watched her as she got into a comfortable position, she placed the green crumble leaves in the paper, then she began to roll it up, she licked around the edge and showed him the joint.
"This is a joint, you toke it, you fly, do you want fly little boy?" she asked laughing at him. She was enjoying his discomfort.
Erin produced a lighter and began to light it, she sucked a couple of times, her cheeks hollowing, then she inhaled with a hiss, then hit it again, she inhaled with a hiss again. She held it in and passed the joint to him.
He took it in thumb and forefinger.
"Go on." she grunted, trying to hold the smoke in deeply.
He took a tentative puff, and let it go he passed the joint to her.
"Shit, what a pussy." she said exhaling the acrid smoke.
She took the joint, she sucked at it, watching him, she crooked a finger at him, he moved closer.
Erin grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him to her, she pressed her lips over his and poked him in the ribs, he inhaled and then began to cough as she pulled away.
He covered his mouth. He was coughing hard, his throat scratchy and tickly.
Erin laughed then hit the joint again, she pulled him to her and once more blew the smoke into his lungs.
"Hold it Jason, no matter how much you want to cough, hold it in deep, until you feel like exploding." she told him.
Jason held the smoke, his eyes teared and he heaved, trying to cough.
"First lesson little boy, when you're bad, you pay a price, nothing good comes without a price. Your going to start to feel funny, lightheaded and then you will begin to wonder about, things. Your going to feel really funny and your going to start finding things funny, it takes a little bit and sneaks up on you. The payment is feeling paranoid and coughing." she said then hit the joint as he exhaled in a long whoosh.
Erin pressed her lips to his again; he took the smoke, staring into her eyes. He was feeling tingly all over and warm.
"Okay, hold it. I don't want you to get to fucked up." she said with a smile, she brushed his hair from his forehead.
He liked that. He liked her fingers on him, he liked her touch. He was staring at her and he wondered how long he had been staring at her. Was it to long, did she know he lusted for her? Shit where did that come from, lust, he wasn't supposed to think of things like that and then he felt her lips on his once again, he opened his mouth for the smoke, but instead got a tongue.
Erin was holding his face in her hands, he could feel the coldness of her rings on his cheek, he could feel the tips of her fingers grazing his ears, her thumbs were under his jaw and her lips were moving against his.
Erin pulled back with a sloppy wet sound.
"You got potential kid," she said touching his lips with her fingers.
Jason stared at her. "Did she just kiss me?" he wondered.
She hit the joint one more time and then knocked the cherry off the tip, she dropped the roach into the bag of weed.
"Come here," she said holding out her arms to him
Jason moved closer.
Erin grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head.
"Hey...Wha...?" he asked.
"Oh shit, look at this." Erin sighed running her hands over his solid muscled chest.
Jason wanted to stop her, but it felt so good, he could feel all his nerve endings, could feel her fingers an instant after they moved over him, she ran her fingers over his belly. Years of working out had left him with solid stomach muscles. All those belly crunches. All those sit-ups. All that running.
He focused because Erin was kissing him again. He liked the feelings washing over him; it was just her and him, him and her, out here alone, she was kissing him, with tongue. When did she sit in his lap? How did his hand get under her blouse? Was that a nipple he felt?
Jason was sitting cross-legged with the blond girl on his lap, her legs were wrapped around his waist, he was actually feeling an older girl up, he was getting some titty and he started to giggle. He pulled his face from hers, he found this very funny for some reason.
Erin was smiling at him, like she knew something he didn't, she did, she knew a lot of things.
"I'm not going to give you any more, your fucked up babe," she said.
Jason pushed both hands up under her blouse, but kept on pushing up.
Erin raised her arms.
Jason watched the blouse, it wasn't his hands doing this, he would never do this to a girl, he respected women, you didn't go around stripping them, while they were tongue kissing you and sitting on your lap, wiggling their firm tight little butts where a decent girl wouldn't wiggle. He watched the blouse flutter to the ground; he watched her blond hair settle down around her shoulders. He saw her breasts, shit, her tits. He had never seen naked tits before.
Erin pulled his face down under her chin, she cupped her left tit and offered it to him, running the rubbery erect nipple over his lips, they were huge, he thought, he didn't know, they were a lot bigger than his, they were a dark pink color. What was he supposed to do with it? He thought as his lips began pulling on the nipple, stretching it out. Her tits were small, a handful, but then he had big hands, how did one determine the size of a tit? What was big?
"Honey, stop thinking so much, just enjoy the feelings, don't use your teeth. Damn your cute Jason, all those sports keep you pretty fit. You're a nice boy aren't you? You never get in trouble, you would never do anything to hurt a girl, would you?" she asked stroking his hair as he nursed on her nipple; he was using his hand to squeeze and stroke her.
He shook his head as best her could.
Jason felt her hand stop in his hair, her looked into her face, her eyes were closed and she was smiling. He kissed her. Her eyes opened slowly, they were glazed and red. She returned the kiss. Jason rolled her over onto her back.
Erin wrapped her legs tighter around him; she humped up against him, their jean-covered crotches scratching together. He went back to holding and sucking at her nipples.
"That's so nice little boy. See how much fun you're having, naughty fun," he groaned still playing with his hair. Then running her hands down his back.
Jason could feel her fingers testing his muscles, stroking him, making him flinch, her hands went to the middle of his back, she pulled his lean body against hers, then he felt her hand delve under the waistband of his jeans, her fingers on his asscheeks, pulling, squeezing, kneading.
Jason gasped and rose up. Something was happening to him. Something wonderful. He was rock hard, it was very painful.
"Hey little boy, guess your human after all. What's that you're rubbing against me?" she asked pushing him up off of her body.
"It's...uh...I mean...it just happened," he said looking down at her.
"I think we need to loose some more clothes." she told him nodding her head until he began nodding his head with hers.
She pushed him off, Jason rolled over on his back, he covered his eyes, just for a second, he felt her undoing his jeans and pulling them off.
"Raise that cute ass honey," she told him.
He raised his ass up.
"How cute, does mommy dress you in the morning honey? Look at these cute little shorts." she sighed pulling them off.
Jason waited. Nothing happened. He raised his head.
Erin was naked, his eyes opened wide. She was sitting back on her heels, her hands rubbing the tops of her thighs.
"Look at you." she mumbled.
He looked, his penis was lying rigid along his abdomen, reaching, that sticky stuff was oozing out onto his skin.
"Your so cherry." she said looking into his eyes.
"I am," he agreed.
Erin moved closer, she closed her hand around his penis.
"Such a nice cock. You have a very nice cock Jason," she told him in a dreamy voice.
"Thank you." he began to giggle again and clamped his hand over his mouth.
She stroked it up and then down, pulling her hand tight against the base of his cock and balls. He groaned twisting his body, his hips raised up.
"Feels good huh? Want more?" she asked smiling happily.
"Erin I want it all." he groaned.
"Good, just remember you said that." she told him moving over him.
He reached to hold her naked hips.
Erin rose up; he felt something wet brushing his cock head. Did he say that out loud?
"Erin, this really is my first time. I'm glad it's with you," he said sincerely.
"I know I can tell." she whispered and began to settle down on him.
"Oh my God, what the hell?" he asked raising up, he saw her settling down on him, she cried out then pushed down, her breathing was hard and ragged.
She leaned down to kiss him hard on the mouth as she just sat there with his dick up inside of her.
He was fucking, he was fucking Erin. Then he began to think again, maybe it wasn't so good. He wasn't a virgin anymore, it was gone. He had paid a price, he thought.
Little by little Erin's words came back about paying a price.
"Jason, Jason don't flip out yet. Look at me. This is my first time too," she said softly.
"Um, no way, what about the two guys?" he asked and knew he had spilled the beans.
"Two guys?" she asked kissing his chin.
"I heard you were caught with two guys at your house." he said trying to separate his feelings from what he was feeling.
"I was blowing them honey, there's a big difference between giving a blow job and fucking. Fucking is for real, blowing is for fun," she said raising and lowering herself over him.
"How come you didn't blow me?" he asked her.
"Because your for real Jason. I seduced you honey, but you came along pretty willingly for a goody two shoes. Do you know I wished you would come out and talk to me in the parking lot. I saw you watching us out there. I knew that somewhere in there was a bad boy. Do you want me to make you my bad boy?" she asked gently moving up and down over him.
Jason nodded his head.
"Just quit calling me your little boy," he said gasping at the feeling of her pussy around his cock.
"Okay, your not a little boy, not anymore. Man, you are so nice Jason, I guess your parents are going to kill you, huh?" she asked.
"Most definitely." he agreed.
"Jason, I need you to fuck me now." Erin said pressing her body to his.
Jason flipped her over easily.
Erin raised her legs up and out.
"You can cum in me, I'm on the pill, just don't stop bad boy," she groaned as he slowly began to move inside of her body. Jason could feel every inch of this sexy girl around him. He wanted it to last and last. He never wanted to pull out of her. He loved being inside of her. They lied to him. This was heaven, this was worth working your ass off for, and this was worth waiting for, just one moment in time for him.
Jason moved his ass faster; he could hear himself moving in and out of her. He could feel her pussy pulling him in, not letting go, pulling at him.
"Hey, Jason, your out of it aren't you." She grinned; she rested her arms around his neck.
"Shut up Erin, I'm fucking you," he mumbled.
"Oh shit yeah honey, finally, you finally talked to me," she laughed.
"Shut up, if you're going to talk, talk dirty," he said laying his face into her neck. He reached down to cup her asscheeks as he fucked her.
"Nasty boy huh? I like having your cock in my cunt, it fills me so good. You know, I knew I was going to fuck you when you were talking to me in the hallway at school. I could see it in your eyes; you just didn't know what you wanted. You fuck nicely by the way, but you need to go faster, the quicker you cum the faster you'll get another hard on and we can fuck again." she said.
"Again?" he asked.
"I'm not giving this up. I got me a fucking choir boy, we're going to fuck until you feel comfortable," she said rocking her hips with his movements.
"Fuck me sweet heart, fuck me hard, come on Jason fuck me hard!" she screamed into his ear.
Jason was moving harder, he knew he could go faster, but he was afraid of hurting her. He didn't know how much pounding a girl could take.
"Jason, fuck me, either fuck me or get off me!" she yelled at him.
He rose up; his head was a mess of images and thoughts. He didn't know where it came from, but he heard someone say.
"Alright bitch, you fucking asked for it!" he thought it might have been him.
He leaned back, he hooked his arms under her knees, he moved closer to her so her hips where over his thighs, he leaned forward, tipping the young woman up onto her shoulder blades, he reached around and under her to grasp her shoulders in a reverse hold, he had her pinned, he clamped his mouth to hers, then proceed to fuck her with all the power he could generate with his thighs and hips. Slamming into her with such a fury that Erin's eyes popped open, they looked surprised, then rolled back in her head. She moved her hips side to side.
Jason felt numb, he could do this all day, he was going to do this all day. His cock moved at a blinding speed.
Erin was moaning, she was groaning, she was whimpering into his mouth, she was sliding on the grass with each thrust, Jason followed her.
"Shit, fucking grass." he complained rising up.
Erin took a long shuddering breath as she was released.
Jason pulled her legs up, he wrapped his arms around her thighs, he began to fuck her with powerful lunges, slamming into her each time.
Erin reached for him, he pulled back, her arms went out to the sides, she grabbed handfuls of grass, pulling, pulling.
She was trying to speak but couldn't, she couldn't get any air.
"Oh Jason...Jason...I wanted you for so long." she cried out finally.
Jason felt a power like he had never felt before, it overwhelmed him, he was the master, he was in control, he was strong and powerful, he was one giant cock, he was fucking a woman older than him, he was fucking period. He was fucking a hot wet cunt for the first time and he was making her orgasm.
"Cumming, cumming, here it cums Jason, do you feel it, do you feel me, feel me Jason, feel me cum around you, don't stop, don't you fucking stop you prick!" Erin wailed wildly.
"Fuck you, fuck you!" he cried back at her. Something happened, he thrust deep into her squeezing cunt hole. That was what she was a cunt.
Bright lights flashed across his brain, the intensity of his very first orgasm, tore the scream from the very depths of his soul.
Erin held his face as he leaned over to drive into her even deeper. Erin was cumming he could feel it, could feel her clamping down around him, hear her crying out for him to do it harder. To just let it go.
He began to shoot, and shoot and shoot, his stomach cramped, his thighs cramped, he didn't care, his whole body cramped, he was trying to breath, he could feel everything, he was part of everything,
Erin was pulling at his hair, her toes were back over her head almost digging into the ground, she was bent double.
Jason collapsed on top of Erin.
Their breathing was loud to his ears, like a rushing freight train through a tunnel; Erin wrapped her arms around his body, feeling his sweating back.
"I knew you had it in you to fuck me," she whispered.
Jason didn't want her to see him crying, but his tears were hot on her neck.
She stroked the back of his neck, caressing him. Jason wrapped his arms around her; he rolled them over, so she lay on top of him.
Jason slipped off into sleep.