Punk Rock Show - Sex Stories

Punk Rock Show

... them to have a chance to talk her out of it. A second later we were outside in the cool night air, it felt so nice after that hot sweaty punk rock show. "Com'on," I said, grabbing her hand. "My place is just a few blocks away." We started walking to my apartment. "What's your name, anyway?" I asked her. "Kelsie. What's yours?" "John. So how old are you, Kelsie?" "Sixteen." It was hard for me not to laugh out loud when she said that. But, OK, the little teen wants to pretend that she's sixteen, I'll go along with that. Could be very rewarding for me, I think. A few minutes later we were sitting on my couch and I was rolling a big ol' joint. Luckily my roommates were all at the Bad Brains show and surely would be going out for drinks afterwards, so I had plenty of time. I lit the joint, took a great big drag, and handed it to Kelsie. She held it awkwardly and took a little hit, then coughed. "Sorry..." "No prob. Is this the first time you smoked pot?" "No," she said, playing the big girl again. Half-way through the joint, I could tell by the look in her eyes that the girl was stoned. I snuffed the joint out in the ash tray, then sat back and put my arm around her. She looked over at me, and I figured I was just going to go for it. This girl wants to act older than she is, and I'm going to use that to my advantage. I just leaned right in and started kissing her. We made out for like five straight minutes, not even stopping to catch a breath, and I started to let my hands ...

... wander. She put up no resistance as I felt her up, and I was a bit surprised to discover that she had a little bra on, and even more pleased to find that it was covering up a couple of little bee-sting boobies. Once I knew that she was going to let me feel her up like this, I figured it really was go-time now. This girl ain't gonna make me stop, she wants to play the big girl way too much. So I stood up and took her hands and helped her to her feet. Then I grabbed the remainder of the joint and led her into my bedroom. Once there I put some punk rock on my stereo, nice and loud, and lit the joint again. We smoked some more, rocking out to the music, then I started making out with her and feeling her up some more. After a while I started taking her shirt off, and she didn't resist. I fumbled with her bra a bit and she reached around back to help me get it off. That's right, Kelsie, you're a big girl, you can take your bra off for me just like a big grown-up sixteen year old girl! Kelsie's little bobbies were tiny, really just a couple of puffy nipples that stood up a half-inch from her chest. Any thought she had that she might have fooled me by pretending to be sixteen must have evaporated when she showed me those little underdeveloped buds. Now that I'm thinking about it, after the fact, I wish I would have spent a lot more time enjoying those little titties--this must have been the first time they'd ever been naked in front of a man before. But I will confess, I was on a mission, ...