This girl, Laurie, came in one morning. I was standing at the register when she pulled up driving a rag top with the top down. She got out of the car and I was blown away. She was dressed in cut off jean shorts that were VERY short, a very small white tank top, and a bikini top under the top. The jeans shorts were unbutoned, I could see that she was wearing the bikini top shorts under them.
Where I lived didn't have a lake, and the ocean is light years away. But it was really hot that day, even at 8am in the morning. She could have been going anywhere.
She had perfect tan legs, a great set of tits, long light brown hair, big blue eyes, and a very infectious smile. She bought a Pepsi, a pack of smokes, thanked me and left.
Later, that same shift, she came back. This started a couple day long trends. For all I knew she always came in, I was fairly new at this point in time.
I had a motorcycle at the time, and a car that barely ran. The bike was pretty old, but was sporty, and I never had problems getting girls on the back of my bike. She was so beautiful and hot I had insecurities about talking to her, thinking she would turn me down flat. I mean, here I am ringing her smokes up and asking her out?
Finally one morning I talked to her. Something about it would be cheaper to buy a carton rather than coming in every day. She smiled and said something to the effect that if I didn't want her to come in, she could go somewhere else. We laughed, made a little small talk, and she was leaving. I finally blurted out "hey, do you like motorcycles?" She said yes, and if the one outside was mine. I said it was, would she like to go for a ride?
She said she would love to, and wrote her name and number on a receipt for me. Told me to call when I got out and showered and whatever.
I got out of work and showered. Looking outside I saw that it was raining a little and I was bummed. My car was a piece of shit that almost never started twice in a row...was I supposed to call and say "hey, come get me?" What a loser.
So I called and said something ahout too bad it's a little misty outside. She said "that's fine, I was planning on getting wet tonight anyway." Blew right over my head, didn't catch on to that one at all.
She was coming in town, where would she like me to meet her? I asked if she knew my street (she did) and said meet me here if she's in town anyway.
So she showed up and the rain had stopped. It was muggy as hell out and a great night for a ride. She got on and we rode for what seemed to be forever. She pushed herself very tightly against me and I could feel her tits pressed against my back. We were cruising past a mini golf / ice cream place and she pointed.
Playing mini golf at one point my ball rolled to the lip of the cup on one hole and didn't go in. She looks at me and says "don't you hate being so close to the hole without getting it in?" Suddenly the "wet" comment hit me. I suggested we go to my place or her's and hang out. She said mine was closer.
After a movie and some food, next thing I knew we were making out. She was a very good kisser, softly dancing her tongue in my mouth, catching my tongue from time to time. I put my hand up her shirt and started playing with her tits, finally lifting her shirt and pulling one of them out of her bra. She was moaning as I ran the tip of my tongue over her nipple and lightly chewed on it.
I started to put my hands down her shorts, but she kept stopping me. She kept saying that she couldn't. By this time her shirt was completely off, as was mine. Only her shorts were in the way.
I would stop trying to feel her pussy and go to work again on her tits. She loved it. Her hand would come very close to my cock and then stop. I started kissed behind her ear and got the best response yet, so I focused on playing with her tits and kissing, sucking, licking the neck area close to her ears.
Finally my hands were in her shorts. She had no hair on her pussy and was soaking wet. I had her shorts and panties off and kept trying to kiss down her stomach to eat her pussy, but she kept saying no and pulling me back up.
I was lightly stroking her clit, kissing her neck. She was moaning loudly, arching her hips. Her amazing breasts, even larger than I thought they would be, hanging slightly to her sides. I whispered to her that my tongue would feel better, just let me, it's okay. I kissed down her stomach and got between her legs.
Her pussy smelled so amazing and looked so good. She didn't have even the hint of fuzz of any kind, her pussy lips so small. Spreading her apart with my fingers, I put my tongue into her cunt hole which produced a large gasp. I ran the tip of my tongue out of her cunt, and up to just below her clit, flicking it lightly.
Judging by the times she would moan and thrash about, I assumed that she came a couple times. She pulled me up to her and grabbed my cock, pulled down my shorts and taking them off. Kissing down my stomach, my cock between her tits, and then she took it into her mouth sucking it.
She sucked it for a long time, I could tell that she was trying to make me cum. I am really hard to get off unless you've done it a couple times, and I didn't want her to feel bad. Girls sometimes take it so personally when they can't make a guy cum.
I pulled her up to me and got on top of her, my cock bouncing between her legs. I kept moving my hips, trying to slide my cock into her, and she wouldn't let me. I kissed down to her pussy again, eating her for a while, fingering her with a couple fingers. Kissing back up I slid inside her and started fucking her.
Her pussy was amazing and so tight, I couldn't remember the last time I felt someone so tight. At first she was kissing me deeply with her hands on my head as I fucked her. Suddenly she was saying that she couldn't do this and asked me to stop.
I took it out and laid next to her. I have condoms, is that the problem? No she said, all quiet. Did I do something, I wanted to know? No. I was playing with her breasts and kissing her cheeks and neck. Is it too soon? Kind of...but no...I can't say, you'll be mad she said.
Finally she looks at me. "I'm only 16" she said. She had told me before that she was living at home, and the rag top was her's, so I assumed she was older. I didn't think she was 21 or anything, but she looked 19-20.
We had a long talk, her parents knew how old I was (she told them) and she was able to do what she wanted. She started kissing me again, and stroking me. Rolling me back on top of her she kissed me deeply and said "now that you know, if you still want me, I want you."
I wasn't bothered with her age at all. I slid my still hard cock into her and fucked her slowly. I really enjoyed being in her arms, there was something about her that I was really drawn to. I asked if I should get a condom and she said no, she's on the pill, but pull out anyway.
She got on top of me and words can't describe what her body looked like on top of me. Her tits were huge, ripped stomach, so dark and tan, completely shaved. I took her doggy style and finally came, jerking off on her back.
We spent that summer as a couple. Turns out she was a week from 17 and I had just turned 22. Her father liked me and said to just be real to her. She lost interest once school started, and I went back to college that fall, but we stayed in touch.
It's been over 10 years and to this day, Laurie is one of my best friends. She and I became each other's desert busters. If either one of us went more than two weeks with out sex, we'd call the other.
And, to this day, she looks as amazing as always. Her smile still kills me.
Funny, looking back now I would disagree with a 16 year old girl with a 22 year old guy. Those 5+ years seem like a lot. They don't know, with me in my early thirties, and Laurie amost 27.
That summer produced a lot of stories.