The Freak - S01 E09

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The Freak - S01 E09

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 9

She started the conversation by telling me how much she liked my family. "Your mom and dad are so nice and so are your sisters although I barely know Angela because she's always cheering at the games. I especially like your little sister, Carole. It's so obvious how much she loves you."

"She always has nice things to say about you, too. Say, I just had a thought. Want to come to Tuesday's game? It's at home against Gorton. That's another high school in Yonkers. They've always played pretty well against us."

"I'd love to, but how will I get there? You'll be at school and your parents will probably get there long before can get to Chester Heights."

"You have a driver's license, don't you?"

"Yes, but..."

"I'll pick you up for church Sunday and after breakfast I'll let you drive to your school then back to mine so you'll know how to get there. I'll draw you a map, too."

"You're going to trust me with your new car?"

"Yeah...aren't you trustworthy? Is there a place you can keep it at your apartment?""There's some parking in a fenced lot behind the building and I'll make sure to lock it, too. Oh, Jack...you're the best." I thought she was going to continue to tell me that she loved me, but then I realized that it was too soon.

Our salads were delicious and very fresh which found surprising considering that it was mid-December. We ate in comfortable silence. Every once in a while I'd look at Barbara and always found that she was looking at me at the same time. We just smiled at each other and returned to eating.

The alfredo was a great choice. The shrimp and scallops were tender and delicious and the sauce had obviously been freshly made. It really was a great meal. We left a bit after eleven, driving to my favorite parking spot at the end of the apartment complex, only two blocks from my home. I moved to the center of the seat, telling Barbara that we'd have more room that way.

We began kissing, lips locked together and tongues dancing in She started the conversation by telling me how much she liked my family. "Your mom and dad are so nice and so are your sisters although I barely know Angela because she's always cheering at the games. I especially like your little sister, Carole. It's so obvious how much she loves you."

"She always has nice things to say about you, too. Say, I just had a thought. Want to come to Tuesday's game? It's at home against Gorton. That's another high school in Yonkers. They've always played pretty well against us."

"I'd love to, but how will I get there? You'll be at school and your parents will probably get there long before can get to Chester Heights."

"You have a driver's license, don't you?"

"Yes, but..."

"I'll pick you up for church Sunday and after breakfast I'll let you drive to your school then back to mine so you'll know how to get there. I'll draw you a map, too."

"You're going to trust me with your new car?"

"Yeah...aren't you trustworthy? Is there a place you can keep it at your apartment?""There's some parking in a fenced lot behind the building and I'll make sure to lock it, too. Oh, Jack...you're the best." I thought she was going to continue to tell me that she loved me, but then I realized that it was too soon.

Our salads were delicious and very fresh which found surprising considering that it was mid-December. We ate in comfortable silence. Every once in a while I'd look at Barbara and always found that she was looking at me at the same time. We just smiled at each other and returned to eating.

The alfredo was a great choice. The shrimp and scallops were tender and delicious and the sauce had obviously been freshly made. It really was a great meal. We left a bit after eleven, driving to my favorite parking spot at the end of the apartment complex, only two blocks from my home. I moved to the center of the seat, telling Barbara that we'd have more room that way.

We began kissing, lips locked together and tongues dancing in desire. The windows were steaming up when Barbara moved to straddle me. We never broke our kiss when she began to dry hump my thigh. Seeing this as a signal that she wanted to go a bit further I lightly brushed her nipples with the back of my hand. Her moan of pleasure died in my mouth so I did it again, this time a little harder. She responded by spreading her legs and grinding her pussy into my leg.

I opened her blouse and snaked my hands around her to remove her bra. A second later her glorious breasts were in my hands. I wasn't someone who thought that playing with a girl's breasts was all about some kind of stupid conquest for me. This was about making her feel good-maximizing the pleasure she was experiencing. I rolled her sensitive nipples in my fingers, being careful not to pinch or hurt her. We continued like this until she threw her head back, groaning in her ecstasy. "Jack! Oh God, Jack -that feels so good." Then looking into my eyes she whispered, "I'm a virgin, Jack."

"And you will be until you decide otherwise. Barbara...will you...will you touch me?" She looked confused so I continued. "I mean here." Taking her hand, I placed it lightly on my rock hard cock.

Looking straight into my eyes she began to rub me through my slacks. "What do you want me to do, Jack? Please tell me."

"Undo my belt and open my pants then pull down my zipper." I continued to massage her breasts then when my briefs were exposed I used both hands to move my cock and balls through the leg hole. I had tried boxers a year ago when I received several pair at Christmas, but didn't like the feeling of no support so threw them out and went back to the briefs. Barbara took me in hand and began to slowly stroke me. Her touch was like velvet, exactly what I imagined her pussy to be as her slender delicate hands moved up and down my thick shaft.

I probably could have made my penis as big as a horse's, but I never saw the appeal. A really long cock would mean either having several inches out in the breeze while fucking or driving into her sensitive cervix with every thrust. I was perfectly satisfied with my seven and a half inches. Yes-I had measured it one night way back in junior high. Now was being stroked by an absolute goddess. She must have enjoyed it because she gripped me tighter with every stroke and what had begun as slow gentle rubbing was now approaching a feverish pace.

"Barbara! Please! If you continue like that there's going to be a

terrible mess. I can't send you home with semen on your clothes and in your hair."

"It would squirt that far?"

"I'm afraid so. What you're doing to me is heavenly, but..."

"What f we used one of those things? Those condoms?"

"Yeah..that would work." Barbara leaned forward again to kiss me then she turned to open the glove box. A minute later she had rolled the thin latex sheath over my organ, taking care as I had instructed to pinch the nipple tightly to keep air from intruding the space between my skin and the lubricated rubber.

Stating slowly again, she ran her fingers up and down, squeezing tighter and tighter and, once again, building her pace until she was in full masturbation mode. I usually had good orgasm control, but tonight I'd had plenty of sexual stimulation from Barbara's sweet lips and her hard sensitive nipples. She hadn't been at me for even two minutes when my hips thrust up violently and long thick ropes of slick sperm-laden semen erupted into the tip. It was more than full by the time I finished more than thirty seconds later, sinking back into the seat in exhaustion.