Making Music Cum Alive- Part 1 - Sex Stories

Making Music Cum Alive- Part 1

... lipstick than was called for by her age. Her perfume was sweet and spoke to her young age. She always wore her blouse pulled low trying to reveal more cleavage than she really had.Jim was not going to back away and decided to really looked at Becky, for the first time, to see if she would go away on her own. She had hung around the studio for as long as he could remember. He had taken no more notice of her than the water cooler. As he slowly and deliberately checked her out he saw she had a pretty, young (very young) face that required no make-up which was beautifully framed by her long soft blond hair. She did not blush or flinch as Jim continued his gaze down her long pale throat taking in her small A-cup breasts. Her thin satin blouse was unbuttoned and bare to the point where her bra should have been. Becky could be proud of her budding firm nipples which were clearly erect and visible to Jim's searching eyes."Damn," Jim thought as he continued his inspection of the young beauty just inches away. Her long legs were topped off with a short plaid skirt, held together by a big gold safety pin. The skirt rode up her long shapely legs as she kicked them apart to swing back and forth.Becky was not aware, or did not care, that her white satin panties were pulled tight around her virgin pussy lips and were revealing what would in later years come to be known as a damn fine camel toe."Oh gawd, yes," Jim thought to himself, "Your basic sexy package of trouble that had jail bait ...

... written all over her.""Becky, you really should stay away from Ron," Jim spoke to Becky with his eyes still fixed between her breasts and taking in the flashes of her young pussy."Why?" Becky asked as she stopped the swing of her legs and brought her feet up cross-legged to reveal soft fine blond hairs now exposed around her panties."Jesus, Becky, are you really that dumb?" Jim was teased by her proximity and at the same time angered by her silly play. "The man is twice your age, hell all of us are twice your age." Jim continued, "You must know Ron has slept with half the woman in Detroit and your dad will kill the both of you if he ever finds out you have direct knowledge of his crocked cock. That is why you need to stay away.""I don't care who he sleeps with," Becky declared defiantly. "He said he loved me and wanted to make me a woman, a real woman, like my Mom."Suddenly, Becky began to sob with tears that streamed like a faucet had been turned on full."Christ, I'm sorry." Jim immediately felt ashamed for hurting her feelings.The next thing Jim knew he was holding her against his chest as she continued to sob. In one swift motion, Becky had managed to reach out, like a hurt child, and trigger Jim's natural male response to accept the embrace in order to comfort her. Like a snake, Becky then managed to wrap her firm young legs snugly around his waist and to place her young soft pussy directly against his soft denim slacks and teased cock. As Becky pressed her hardened nipples ...