George Turner was twenty years old and knew that his Godmothers sixteen-year-old daughter Laverne Josephs wanted him to pop her cherry, after all she’d been telling him she did since she was twelve.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to, or that he didn’t
want to “shit on his own doorstep”, his hesitancy was because he was waiting
for her to turn “16” or put another way, for her to be “legal”.
On the day before her big day, he called round to the
Joseph’s house and knocked on the door, and as Laverne had seen him approach
from her bedroom window, it was her that opened the door.
“Hello George” she said with a blush on her cheeks.
“Happy birthday for tomorrow” he responded and handed
her two presents, and then as he kissed her cheek, and added in a whisper.
“Make sure you’re on your own when you open the big
one”.
Early the next morning she got a phone call from him.
“Happy Birthday”
“Thank you” Laverne said, “and thank you for my lovely
presents”.
“Do you like them?”
“I really do” she replied, “But I have a question”.
“Ok”
“Does it mean what I think it means?” she asked nervously.
“What do you think it means?”
“That you’re going to pop my cherry” she said.
“Yes, that is what it means” he replied, and she
gasped.
“When?”
“Tomorrow” he replied, and she gasped again.
He knew he had the house to himself for the weekend as
his parents were away in Scotland visiting his grandparents.
She would have been at the house after breakfast as
she was very eager but restrained herself as much as she could and arrived
midmorning.
After letting her in, he kissed her cheek and gave her
a hug, then he took her upstairs to his parent’s room to get ready.
“You can use the ensuite to get ready and I’ll be back
in half an hour”.
“Ok” she replied meekly so he squeezed her hand.
While Laverne was in his parent’s room getting ready,
he was in his own room doing the same.
He showered, shaved, and dried himself but didn’t
bother to redress and walked into the bedroom wearing only a towel and she was
stood with her back to him.
Laverne was only wearing the red silk underwear he had
bought her, matching camiknickers, and camisole, along with a high-quality red
stockings and suspender belt.
George walked up behind her and dropped his towel
before wrapping his arms around her and Laverne slipped her arms over his and
as she leant back into him, hugging her back his loins responded immediately
and his erection was quickly digging into her back.
George inclined his head and leant over and kissed her, she responded
immediately and their tongues explored each other’s mouths vigorously.
They stood in that embrace squeezing each other tightly for some time as his
arousal grew and Laverne was hot and wet.
George released his grip on her and rested his hands lightly on her waist as he
moved slowly onto his knees.
Laverne visibly trembled as he hooked his fingerers
inside the waist band of her red camiknickers and pulled them down over her
slim hips, they slipped down with great ease against her silky skin and over
her tight young cheeks, and they tumbled quickly down to her ankles, from where
she kicked them aside.
George kissed the small of her back, his lips brushing gently across her skin
and she trembled as he fondled her perfect round cheeks.
He stood up effortlessly and his hands settled on her
narrow hips again and then as he nuzzled her neck they moved across her soft
flat belly before they slipped upwards beneath her camisole and cupped her firm
little breasts and he teased her nipples to erection.
George kissed the nape of her neck while still caressing her breasts and then
he whispered in her ear and Laverne pulled her camisole off over her head.
Completely naked, but for stockings and suspenders, and blushing she turned to
look at him and he kissed her mouth eagerly then he pushed her gently forward
so she could kneel on the bed.
He relinquished his hold on her lovely tits with their
stiff proud peaks and moved his hands back to her hips and bent her over at the
waist, she was like putty in his hands and totally compliant, he could have
done anything he wanted to her, which he was about to do.
But first he knelt behind her again and smiled as he
admired her pristine pink pussy, her lips were parted and wet, very very, wet
but he resisted the temptation to lick them, he would do that, but not at that
moment, after all he had two days to do whatever he wanted, instead he fingered
her juicy young cunny, as he kissed her plump cheek, until she was ready for
him, which didn’t take long.
He stood up behind her and teased her wet lips with
the tip of his throbbing erection before thrusting firmly into her.
Laverne gasped, first in pain as he broke her hymen
and then again in pleasure as he thrust again, more deeply.
Her taught young body ebbed and flowed with the steady rhythm of his
penetrations, until she came noisily once, twice, three times and collapsed
onto the bed when he had finished with her and he withdrew from her juicy
cunny.
George then bent down and kissed the small of her back, before climbing on the
bed beside her.
By the time she went home on Sunday evening she had
been fucked multiple times, and she was very satisfied with her extra Birthday
gifts.
However not so satisfied that she didn’t want to
repeat the experience for Christmas and New Year.
This went on regularly for several years in secret
until they were married 10 years after he popped her cherry.
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