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Eighteenth Birthday
The day I looked forward to for over two years was finally here. My best
friend's youngest sister turned eighteen. I had waited for this since I met
her when she was fifteen and I was twenty two. I knew then that she was off
limits but we flirted with each other for along time. I remember kissing her
just after her sixteenth birthday, her lips were as soft as a rose's peddles.
I wanted her then but I knew she would only bring me trouble, so I patiently
waited for her to turn eighteen. Today I would give her the present I have
wanted to give her for years.

Almost twenty people showed up to witness Sandra enter into adulthood. She
made her entrance walking down her mother's spiral stair case wearing a long
pink dress which hung off her slender shoulders. Her hair was drawn up on
top of her head with ringlets trickling down. Her dark hair shown in the sun
light seeping through the hallway window. As she turned the finally curve of
the stairs with the window behind her I could see the outline of her legs
through her dress. I felt a twitch go through my pants picturing what she
would look like totally nude. I couldn't wait to get this girl all to myself
and give her the best present she would ever get.
The party lasted five hours and it took about an hour after that for
everyone else to leave except for me, her brother and her mom. We were the
clean up crew. I went a grabbed the vacuum while the others picked up the
paper plates and garbage. As I motored around the room Sandra kept coming up
behind me and pinching my butt. Every time she touched me I felt an electric
pulse run straight through my already half hardened love muscle. I could
tell by the playful look in her eyes she was as excited about receiving my
gift as I was to give it to her. Year after year I told her 'Wait till you
turn eighteen', well here it is and she wanted what I had promised her over
and over again.
"Well I have to get going", I announced.
"Do you have to leave so early Frank, stay around and enjoy some dinner with
us." Sandra's mother suggested in a loving tone.
"Sorry Mrs.Kellar, my mom wants me to pick up some stuff at the store for
her. I'd love to stay though if I could", I looked toward Sandra as I
responded to her mother, trying to hint for her to meet me at the store, I'd
have to see if she actually picked up on it.
When I got to the store I took my time walking around, picking out a loaf of
bread, a package of wieners and a box of condoms. As I made my way to the
cashier I spotted Sandra peeking into the store then stepping back outside
after throwing me one of her sexy, devious smiles. I paid for my goodies and
made my way out to my car, where I seen Sandra tucked away in my back seat,
hiding from any chance of being seen by one of her mother's friends. I was
already thinking of the fun we were going to have back at my place. I was
craving that tight, virginal cherry between her legs, and running my fingers
through her dark hair while she licked my lolly pop.
It only took me about fifteen minutes to drive home. We jumped out of the
car and ran for my door. We entered the house in a frenzy of hormonal
excitement. I gripped Sandra by the hand and lead her into my bedroom where
we ripped at each other's clothes. She fell onto the bed behind her as I
lowered myself down to my knees to get a birds eye view of her virginal
mound. Her flavour danced on my tounge, as I moved it up and down sending
her into a moaning frenzy. I felt her fingers wrap into my hair tighter and
tighter as her body tensed to my touch.

Sandra took the condom
out of its wrapper rolling it down over my eager muscle. Then placing her
hand on my chest, pushed me down onto the bed and proceeded to craw up to
straddle my waist. Slowly she brought her wetness down to accept my member
with a wanting desire. Her face showed her intense yearning as I brought my
hips up to fill her to the max. Her breasts were taut and her nipples stiff
from the excitement as I ran my hands from her hips up to her neck pulling
her down to kiss her firmly, shoving my tounge deep within mouth. Her tight
grip on me sent me into early explosion.
She was the sweetest and tightest thing I had ever shanked. |