The Kid Killer Tapes # 1 Shelly - Sex Stories

The Kid Killer Tapes # 1 Shelly

... friggin lovely. “I know what?” “Stop teasing me where is my present?” “Hidden,” I tell her. She starts to dig down in both my pockets with her hands. “Not there,” I say and jerk upright, nearly dumping her in the floor. I hold the little box out to her. She withdrew her hands, none to soon because my body is taking notice of her attention. Taking the box, she pulls the ribbon off and flips the lid open. “Oh my God, Diamond earrings.” “Naw, just zirconium,” laughing at her, “I’m just a poor kid that washes cars for money. But I am about to be the starting quarterback,” telling her my good news. I guess I want her to know I am important. Well, I feel important. “Oh, that is so cool.” She puts the earrings in her ears as she talks. “So, I’m the sweetheart of the big quarterback.” “You're not my girlfriend, you’re a kid and I’m a man.” “I’m not a kid I’m a woman,” she wiggles from side to side as she says it. “Even if there is nothing there to shake. And you are too my boyfriend.” She lays down on me and kisses me. God my cock swelled up instantly. I push her off me and she crashes to the floor. “Stop that,” I sit up and cover my crotch and hold the bottle over it. “You're too young and if you don’t stop you are going to make me very uncomfortable.” “Why do you think I’m too young?” “You're ten years old I’m sixteen that makes you to young. I’m a man you’re a child—” “Then why don’t you make me a woman,” crawling back on the couch she laid against me. My cock twitched and ...

... throbbed. I ach with the longing to jab my dick deep in her. Damn, she needs to go home. “No, you’re a kid.” “You love me don’t you?” She knew I did, to be honest, that was the only reason I had not fucked her already. I ached for her hot little young body. I jerked off all the time thinking of her. When I fucked the others all I could think of was Shell. I didn’t answer her I just laid back on the couch and gazed at her. She laid down on top of me and hugged me and whispered in my ear. “Please, please make me your woman.” I gave in so quickly I wondered how long I had been planning this in my mind. “Okay, but once I start you can’t back out – I won’t let you. Understand?” she nodded. “Say it and mean it or I’m throwing you out the door.” “I understand when you start we finish it.” “I mean it you may beg me to stop because it is going to hurt. I’m enormous – I’m over nine inches and Helen said it would grow until I was twenty or older. So I’m like a big man already. This is your last chance to back out.” She tensed up a bit. “But you will be gentle right?” I could have lied at this point and would have with any other girl but not with Shelly. “No, it isn’t in my nature to be gentle when I fuck.” She flinched from the word I used. “Call it making love,” she insisted. “No, it is fucking and you will call it that. Understand,” she nodded, “now ask me to fuck you.” This wasn’t a game of dare this was serious and if this was going to happen it was going to happen the way I wanted. She ...