The Summer of '84 Part IV & Epilogue

Uncle Micky Presents

Story Codes: M(19)/g(12) oral; M(19)/f(16) oral; g(11)/g(12) oral;M(19)/g(12) first

Updated: 5/19/2022

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Summary: Our story extends into the winter where Greg encounters Kathy Thompson. Kathy and Diana have some fun and Greg gets to pop Kathy's cherry. Greg finally comes to his senses regarding Stephanie. Epilogue

The Summer of '84: Part IV & Epilogue

After my encounter with Terri, I got to the pool in plenty of time and was feeling pretty good. The weather was starting to cool and soon, the pool would only be open on weekends. I was put on part-time and came in once a day to check the water and pool. On the weekends I worked eight hours. This only lasted a month and soon enough, the pool was closed for the season.

I was busy with school and got a temp job at a local home improvement store until the winter came and the rinks opened. The assistant manager, Tom, his dad ran the store and I was told I could pick up hours during the fall and spring. Not too shabby!

I didn't see any of the girls which gave me time to concentrate on Stephanie.

I was her escort for the Homecoming Dance and the Neewollah Festival. We also crossed town every other weekend and went to dinner and the movies. There was plenty of fooling around but we still avoided doing "it."

I got my ice rink assignment the first week of November and had to report by the fifteenth. The rink at Truman Park had recently been enclosed so the amount of work needed to keep it snow-free was almost nil. It used to be a rather labor-intensive job but now it was mostly assisting the Zamboni driver, being a guard at the different skates, and running the games for the various hockey leagues.

I did all of these shifts at one time or another, and all were good. My favorites though were the Sunday family skate and the after-school open skate. I and a girl guard, Big ol' Jane, ended up with these shifts. By the way, Big ol' Jane got her nickname not just because of her six-foot-one size, but also her skills in giving great BJs. I never partook, I was being faithful! Anyway, there were lots of kids at both and all were mostly in good moods. I taught a lot of kids how to skate or improve their skating. I was always the frontman for "Crack the Whip" right up to the time that one kid went headfirst into the boards.

What I really liked about these shifts was what went on afterward. After the open skate, we had pee-wee hockey camps. We taught basic skills and always played a mini-game with three ten-minute periods. After the Sunday Family skate, there was a two-hour block for dance and figure skating. This was when I met twelve-year-old Kathy Thompson.

Kathy attended Polk Middle School, not too far from the Junior college. She was in eighth grade and quite the treat!

Kathy didn't attend the first two weeks of the season but her appearance on week three was a pleasant surprise. We had older couples thinking they were the shit with the dance skating and almost all of the figure skaters were little girls and some odd "coaches."

After three Sundays, she asked me if I could watch her practice and let her know what she was missing.

"Kathy, I haven't a clue what I would be looking for. Hell, I love watching you skate but as far as coaching; I'm clueless. How about one of these coaches ---"

"Don't even go there, they're a bunch of creeps. I'll quit first! I'll tell you what to look for each time, it's not that hard."

That started my flirtation with coaching and her flirtation with me. We were becoming close and I began to consider the possibilities. One day, we were just skating together and she asked, "Do you work any of the after-school open skates?

"Yeah, Mondays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays."

"Are they crowded?"

"For whatever reason, on Mondays, it's deserted around here. Most of the time it's just me, Al, and the concession lady." What was interesting, to me at least, Al spent almost all his time chatting with the concession lady. I suspected there was more going on there than they let on.

"I may come on Mondays instead of Sundays. I can't get much done here."

"You've improved your Single Salchow, it's really sweet." (I started studying up on figure skating!)

"Yeah, I need more room for my approach and landing if I'm going to get a double. Look around, how is that going to happen?"

She was right; too many "dance couples" and little starters on the ice.

"No guarantee it'll be empty but it's likely the best opportunity."

"My mom can't afford multiple lessons a week. I go on Thursdays and then have to practice on my own."

"Monday will work. I'll make sure you have center ice with no interruption." I knew Al or Tom wouldn't have a problem with that.

"Will you watch me and let me know what I need to work on?"

"I've always said that watching you is one of my favorite things!"

With that, I pulled away and started to go after Jimmy M. who was skating too fast with little ones around.

Kathy returned to center ice and was able to get some things accomplished. She cut her practice early and joined me for a leisurely skate.

"So, you have a girlfriend?"

I was caught off-guard by this, "Ah, yeah, I do."

"I'll bet she's really pretty."

"I would say you would win that bet. How do you know?"

"Diana Kaminsky and I are good friends. She used to skate but dropped it. She told me all about you."

"All about me?"

"Everything."

We continued skating, I was sort of looking at nothing and commented, "Hmm, everything."

She bumped into my side, "Don't worry. It's cool."

We skated a little further and she said, "You're a very good coach." She shot in front of me and quickly turned to face me. "I want a coach, a coach like Diana and the others had."

She smiled, turned to center ice, picked up speed, and hit three doubles.

Damn!

----- + -----

Kathy, yeah, Kathy. She wore her brown hair Dorothy Hamill-style. A bob-cut, longer in the back than the front. I asked her about it the following Monday while leaning on the boards. She told me it's the easiest way to manage her hair and not have to bother with some major styling ordeal when competing.

I looked at her for a moment and commented, "I can see that. Regardless, you're still prettier than all get-out."

She liked that, she was genuinely embarrassed, I guess. After a pause and averting her eyes down, she said, "You really think so?"

She looked up at me with those sparkling hazel eyes awaiting my response.

With a smile, "Of course, but understand, I only said pretty so you wouldn't think I was just trying to flatter you."

I pushed off from the boards and started a slow backward skate. She pushed off and closed the distance, "Only?"

I went a little faster until we were at the end of the rink which couldn't be seen from the concession stand. Smiling, she sped up to close the distance.

At the perfect spot, I hit the brakes. She didn't react in time and as I had hoped, she skated right into my arms. We almost fell but I was ready and she wasn't that big. I lifted her and spun us so her back was to the boards.

I pressed closer, "Damn, Kathy, pretty doesn't do you justice! I'm not sure what word would cover it. Beautiful? Gorgeous? They all seem so artificial. You're natural, a real woman, you should have flowers in your hair."

I had my right hand caressing her from her shoulders down to her sweet little ass. I pulled her in tight and she felt like she was melting into me. She buried her smiling face into my jacket in embarrassment. Remember, the girl was only twelve and this was likely her first "encounter."

I snuggled her in a little closer and she looked up at me. There it was! That look of confusion, excitement, fear, and desire. I don't think there is a more exciting look! A young girl, on the precipice of womanhood, looking for someone to show her the way but still uncertain, and scared, of the path ahead. Fuck! It gets me hard just thinking about it.

I straightened up a bit and she looked up at me. Those eyes, god damn! She was smiling so I leaned down and we kissed. She was no novice to kissing but "by now," means she was experienced. We kissed for maybe thirty seconds before I broke it off and quietly said, "Not here."

We returned to skating and I said, "We can't do that here. We'll need to figure out some way to meet up. What do you think?"

She was quiet for a bit, then said, "I'm alone every afternoon after school. I have skating on Thursdays and now Mondays. Wednesdays are club day at school and I'm class president."

"Well, Madam President! (with a bow) I am honored. I'm also impressed!"

"Thank you, what do you do Tuesdays?"

"I have a late class, doesn't get out 'til four."

"That doesn't work."

We skated and thought.

"Go practice a bit, I need to think."

She veered off to the center of the rink and completed three short spins in rapid succession before moving into some jumps. She was getting better!

My two-hour Tuesday afternoon class started at two. It was a repeat of the midday class that started at eleven in the morning. I was thinking I needed to talk to the instructor. These guys were usually suckers when it came to fitting classes for work schedules but this wasn't the usual instructor, it was an older lady, a retired English teacher.

I got two hot chocolates from the concession stand and went to the rink gate. Kathy came over and we sat on the first-row spectator benches. I told her I had an idea and that if it worked, I would be free Tuesday afternoons.

She scooted into me and said, "I think that would be wonderful! I'll come by Sunday and you can let me know."

Now, Stephanie was planning on bringing her little brothers skating on Sunday and this wouldn't do, wouldn't do at all.

"Do you walk home from school?"

"Yes."

"Is there any place we could meet? I could give you a ride on Friday. I should know by Friday."

"You don't work on Friday! That could work!"

"Maybe, I usually come in about five and work all the hockey games."

"Yeah, maybe not, sometimes my mom is home early on Fridays and that wouldn't be good."

"So, if we do find time, where do we go?"

"It would have to be my house. She calls home every day I'm supposed to be there. I have to show her the time stamp from here when she gets home and when I stay after school she calls and checks on that. So, Friday, we don't have much time because I don't have an excuse."

"Damn girl, it's like you're on probation."

She stayed quiet for a bit, "I kind of am. I've been grounded all year."

"What in the hell did you do?!"

"I kind of ran away this summer."

"Kind of ran away?"

"I wanted to go see my dad and I thought that if I ran away and called him, he would come get me. Maybe take me away from mom. So, Diana gave me a place to stay at some old lady's house who was out of town. I was there for a couple of days. Anyway, my dad told me to go back home."

"And now you're on super grounding."

"Yeah, except for skating!"

"I love skating! My mom thinks I'll make it big and make lots of money. Who knows, maybe she's right."

"She could be. An old lady's house?"

"Yeah, it was nice. There's a nice finished basement and everything. One night Diana and Connie were there and they had a guest come over."

Oooh, fuck!

"The three of them did some pretty wild things. After the guy left, it was all they could talk about. I was feeling left out, and jealous."

"Left out?"

"Yeah, I want my turn. Diana said you would be working here so I came looking for you."

"What are you wanting?"

"Greg, I want it all! I want to do it all! You need to show me everything!"

"Everything?"

She got closer, "Yeah, everything!"

"Where should I pick you up Friday?"

"You know the coffee place on Elm?"

"Yeah, pretty good."

"I'll walk there after school and you can pick me up."

"Tell you what, turn the corner on the side street ---"

"Hamilton?"

"Yeah, Hamilton, and I'll be parked there. You guys are out at two, right?"

"Ten after."

"Everything?"

"Everything!"

----- + -----

I was there at two-ten. The car was warm and I had a plan. In five minutes, I saw her turn the corner. She spotted me, smiled, and ran to the car. She slid in the passenger side and I pulled away.

She was smiling and laughing.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing, I'm just happy! You're here. You didn't blow me off!"

I laughed a little at her unintended innuendo and reached my hand for hers. "Of course. I'm here. Damn, I'm honored to be here. Do we have time for a little stop, maybe ten minutes?"

She held my hand tightly, "Yeah, ten minutes is fine, maybe even fifteen."

I drove straight to Henley park which was more or less on the way to her house. There was a small open-air rink there which was currently closed. I had a town key which I knew would open the small guard shelter there. It had a window overlooking the rink, a heater, some chairs, and a small couch. The rink was far enough in the park, and far enough away from the toboggan runs that no one would see us.

When I turned into the park, she asked, "Where we going?"

"You'll see. We're just about there."

I pulled into the rink parking area and she said, "Hey! I used to come here as a kid! I learned to skate here."

I said nothing but thought, 'You're going to learn something else entirely' as I got out of the car. I reached my hand to her and said, "C'mon, we don't have much time."

We were in the shelter in no time and I turned the electric heater on. I took off my coat and sat on the couch. I reached a hand to her and said, "Come here, I'll warm you up."

She hesitated for just a second and removed her blue, down-filled vest. She had a white sweater on underneath and classic jeans tucked into her calf-high black boots. I intercepted her before she could sit and directed her to straddle my legs in front of me.

She was so fucking cute! I mean she's a gorgeous girl but at that moment she was the sweetest thing on the planet. It took a couple of minutes but she picked up on the kissing rather well. I had my hands on her back and slid them around to her front. She tensed as I cupped her little tits through her sweater and whatever else she had on.

I broke our kiss but kept fondling her tits. She sat up a bit and gently scooted her ass away and off my legs.

The little shelter had warmed up enough for me to take her to the next step. I lifted my butt, undid my slacks, and pulled them and my briefs down past my knees. Her eyes were glued to my half-erect cock. I held it for her with my right hand and pulled my nuts up and loose with my left. "Kathy?"

"Oh my God. Greg, I mean ---"

"Here, sit next to me."

She sat to my right, I put my arm around her waist. "Go ahead, hold it, give him a stroke or two."

She was a quick learner. She giggled while giving me a nice handjob.

"That's nice Kathy, but there's more."

She stopped and looked at me wide-eyed.

"Yeah, (I moved my hand up to the back of her head and pressed) it's time for you to give your first blowjob."

She was nervous. I had her lick up and down the underside while holding my cock. I made her run her tongue up and down with her open lips pressed against it. She held me with her left hand and fondled my balls with her right.

She kept glancing at me and I gave her all the encouragement I could.

I still had my hand on the back of her head and when I felt she was ready, I stopped her at the top of my cock, "Now, open up, use your mouth, suck me."

She shifted and placed her twelve-year-old mouth at the head of my cock, opened wide, and sucked me in. God, it was fine! She couldn't get it too far in but she made up for that with effort. She was drooling and sucking and stroking, swallowing her drool, making eye contact, and slurping. It was a great girl blowjob!

It didn't take me long for me to get to the money shot!

----- A Sidebar -----

That summer I had a conversation with Lynn, and she brought up the topic of blowjobs. She said if a guy wanted to blow his load on her face, she would prefer that to him cumming in her mouth. I was of course inquisitive and asked why.

She said, "You try having a big fat dick in your mouth with it shooting all that shit and then try swallowing at the same time. It isn't easy and most times I end up gagging and coughing. I figure, if he shoots on my face or right into my open mouth, no problem! It's just you guys want to shove your dick all the way in, then shoot all that stuff and expect us to swallow everything. Shit, like I said, I'd like to see you guys try it. Shove an unpeeled banana in your mouth and see how it feels. I'll take it in the face any day!"

"How about leaving just the head in, allowing for some room?"

"That would be thoughtful!"

Live and learn I say.

----- Back to the Story -----

"Kathy! I'm going to cum! Keep sucking; but, only keep the head in your mouth and get ready to swallow. It, won't, be, AAAAAAAh!"

I unloaded in the girl's mouth. My hips thrust up, I loosened up on her head, and she was able to get everything! A more experienced girl can decide how to do it but with a novice, I followed Lynn's advice and took it easy on her. Regardless, it's mighty exciting getting a twelve-year-old to gobble up all your spunk!

Kathy swallowed and licked around my softening dick. "So, Kathy, how was that?"

She released my dick and turned her head to look at me, "That was awesome! I could do that all day! I guess I'm a real cock-sucker, huh?"

"Only in the best sense. You're great! You will make some guy really happy."

She stood up and said, "We need to get going."

I dropped her off at the corner of her street. She gave me a nice kiss and said, "My mom usually works late the last Friday of the month."

"Next Friday, huh?"

"I think we could have two hours if you want to come over."

"Where would I park?"

"I don't know, you could, no that wouldn't work, maybe, no, I don't know how you could even get in without a nosey neighbor seeing you!"

"I may have an idea, see you Monday?"

Her eyes lit up, "You better believe it!"

===== + =====

I didn't have a plan or anything close to an idea. I just didn't want her worrying about it. I still had a scheduled meeting with Dr. Ayers on Monday regarding switching her Tuesday class from afternoon to morning.

The weekend was great and having Stephanie at the Sunday skate was fantastic! She was gorgeous!

The meeting on Monday went well but Dr. Ayers blackmailed me. I had to promise to be the first to volunteer for anything she might want the class to do. I knew that meant reading or acting parts from the literary stuff.

Every now and then an unexpected opportunity comes around the corner. I was leaving Dr. Ayers' office when I ran into an old buddy, Mike Troutman. He was a bit of a nerdy guy but I liked him fine. As we chatted, he told me about the apartment he had recently gotten. He had to schedule all his classes early so he could get to work for the noon to eight shift during the week.

I asked Mike if I could buy him a cup of coffee.

===== + =====

I saw Kathy on Monday and explained my plan to her. She loved it. We decided we would put it in place the following week. It was simple really, I paid Mike twenty dollars a week and he let me use his apartment on Tuesday afternoons. He promised to have the place clean and ready. I told him that my girlfriend and I needed a place for some privacy and he was more than happy to help out. I made a duplicate skating card for Kathy which would show her at the rink on Mondays and Tuesdays instead of just Mondays.

I was waiting for her the following Tuesday. We drove in silence to Mike's place. He left a key in one of those hide-a-key rocks. His place wasn't fancy but it was clean and smelled good. Kathy thought it was cool. We removed our outerwear and took turns in the bathroom.

I came to her, took her hand, and led her to the bedroom. As promised, it was clean and tidy. I turned to her. She wore a dark green, long-sleeve shirt and jeans. We stood next to the bed and kissed. She was getting good at kissing. Fuck, she was turning me on. It didn't hurt that she was a pretty little girl and felt so small in my arms.

I pulled her shirt up and off and immediately went to a knee and made short work of her shoes and jeans. I took a good look and wrapped my arms around her waist. I kissed her "innie" belly button, tickled it with my tongue, and slowly kissed down to the top of her panties.

She leaned back in my arms with her hands on top of my head. I kissed her little panty-clad mound before moving up. I had her bra unhasped in a flash and put my attention on her pokey titties. They were, of course, less than a mouthful but they were virgin territory! I kissed, licked, and suckled on each one. She liked the kissing and suckling; the licking didn't seem to do much for her!

Her breathing was getting heavy and her hands were running through my hair. She sort of pushed my head away and directed me up.

"My turn! Lift your arms!"

She peeled my shirt up and I bent over so she could get it over my head. She wore a kind of crooked smile which was sexy as hell. She went after my belt buckle and got a bit confused. I placed my hands on hers and guided her through the process. I pushed off my sneakers and soon enough, she was pulling my pants down and off my feet.

We stood facing each other and her eyes were locked on the tent being made in my boxers. She looked up at me with a questioning smile. I moved her and had her sit on the bed. She spread her legs for me and that's when I noticed several pubes around the edge of the business part of her panties. I pulled them down and got a good look at her bush. She had more hair on her cooter than all the other little girls combined!

Hey, that's cool. I mean, if you've ever watched classic porn, back then a bush wasn't a problem. 'God's dental floss' we referred to it.

"Lay back Kathy, I think you'll enjoy this."

She giggled and sat back on her elbows. We were looking at each other as I moved my face closer to her pussy.

"You're gonna do it, aren't you? Diana says it's the best!"

I didn't bother answering. I ran my tongue down the inside of one thigh, flicked across her pussy, and up the other thigh. Not once did we break eye contact. I had my arms wrapped around her thighs and did look down as I spread her open for my snack. Using my fingertips, her soft brown pubes easily folded away, followed by the opening of her slit; exposing the pink delights inside.

I kept it pretty basic at first. I kissed around her mons and then licked up her slit to her little clit cowl and gave it a lickity-lick. This caused a nice hip jerk which kickstarted her engine. Boy did her engine run! After that, I could do no wrong! I licked and kissed, drove a finger into her little twat while licking her clit. She was jerking and rolling, oohing and aahing; I have no idea how many times she called for God. When finished, my face was covered in pussy juice and Kathy was a worn-out little girl.

I stood and walked up the side of the bed. My dick was hurting! She had turned me on something bad! I dropped my jockeys and knelt next to her head and started jacking off. She came to and saw what was happening, she rolled toward me and reached for my cock.

"No, no, let me. it's my turn."

I let go and she sucked me into her mouth while jacking me. I didn't last long. I came pretty hard in the girl's mouth but she was a natural at sucking down cum. Kathy was a bit of a perfectionist and had improved greatly since our last time. I kind of wondered about that for a moment.

Regardless, it was none of my business. She was draining me like some sort of cum vampire! She slurped and sucked, and used her tongue to pick up pearls at the finish. I would rank her tops in the cum eating ranks!

We lay together for a little while and decided to pull a repeat the following week. She laughed a little.

"What?"

"Can we, you know, do it?"

"If that's what you want, then definitely! Let me tell you though, what we did today was some of the best stuff I've ever experienced. I'm thinking you're one-in-a-million!"

----- + -----

That Sunday Stephanie came to the rink by herself and we had a great time. Al was working and he always liked to see Stephanie! He kind of just let us do as we pleased. So, on the side of the rink away from the main building is the "Zamboni" entrance. Every few hours we have to resurface the ice. It's a simple task really. Everyone clears the ice, we run shovels around the edge, and the Zamboni does the rest. The process takes about twelve minutes.

The guy who runs the Zamboni is also in charge of all the machinery that keeps the ice frozen. There are miles of pipes running under the concrete that is covered with ice. Sometimes I've ducked into his little office where he's always willing to share a shot or two. Ted is a good guy!

So, before the resurfacing, Ted was watching the skaters and noticed me and Stephanie. He called me over.

"Greg, you want to use the office for a bit?"

I was a touch slow on the uptake.

"You and your girl?"

"Hell yeah!"

"After I resurface, I'm heading out for lunch. I should be gone a good forty-five minutes. The bottle is in the file cabinet."

"How do we ---"

"Tell Al you're going to look after the gauges 'cuz I'm going to lunch. Have your girl wait by the boards and when I drive out, have her go to the office."

Now, Ted's a straight shooter. There weren't any hidden cameras or shit like that.

I didn't need to be told twice. Stephanie loved the idea and Al simply replied, "Oh Jesus, sure."

Everything went like clockwork! We were in the office with the doors locked. Off went our skates and outerwear. We cuddled on the big, old stuffed recliner in the office and got down to business!

She was half on me as we were kissing. I made a move on her tits just as she slid her hand down for my crotch. I moved a bit under her and she lifted up on her knees. I pulled her soft shirt up and she kind of sat up. With a smile she lifted her shirt and bra, displaying the world's most perfect tits just for me. I quickly got hold of the top of her pants and had her unzippered in a flash. I snaked my hand down her panties and cupped her pussy and she ground her tits in my face.

I knew how she liked it. I split my fingers like a Vulcan and began a circular up and down caress of her supple pussy. She started to ride my hand while pushing her tits into my face. I was latching onto one and sucking like mad until she would rise and give me the other. Her arm was half wrapped around my neck and her gyrations were becoming intense.

I moved my face up and said, "Kiss me Steph, give me your lips!"

As she moved in for the kiss, I shoved my index and middle finger into her pussy while scraping her clit with the base of my thumb. She came just as we started our kiss. She was writhing on my hand, humping it, trying to get more in her as she shivered and shimmied on top of me. She froze, lifted her head, and cried out 'AAAAAAAAH!" before dropping limply on top of me.

My fingers were soaked and I kept them inside her velvet sheath as she knocked out rapture after-shocks. It was heaven! She cuddled in and started to kiss all over my face. I had to get my hand free and then held her as close as I could. She was still squirming and kissing. She started telling me how much she loved me, and how I made her feel loved. I felt the same but at the same time, I had a streak of guilt a mile wide due to my cheating.

She pushed away and started sliding down to her knees. "How much time we got?"

"A good twenty minutes. You sure?"

She was undoing my pants and pulling them down as she replied, "You bet your sweet ass, I'm sure!"

There was just something about the way she sucked my cock that has always gotten me off like a rocket! Yep, she used a hand to jack me, sucked up and down, and took time to kiss and lick all over; but she's the best! I figured it out later, it was that she loved me and I loved her. She was making love to my cock and I felt it. All the others, talented or not, were just sucking my dick.

This was one of the times she kept her eyes on me and just watching her sucking my cock while she watched me was one of the hottest things ever! She is a sculpted beauty! Only sixteen, and in love with me!

My head followed my eyes as they rolled back. I groaned and flex-shivered. She sucked hard and quickened her fisting.

"Steph! Steph! YES!!"

She had her hand just under the ridge of my cockhead and her lips barely over the top. As she jerked and sucked, my cum was free to cover her hand and run down my shaft. She enjoyed putting on a little show. She sucked my cum from my cock and quickly licked around her hand or my shaft and lapped up more. She smiled at me and made "Mmmmm" sounds as she went about her business. It's stuff like that, that can get you hard all over again pretty quickly!

She gave me one last good suck and then licked her hand clean. She looked for any strays on or around my cock and made short work of them.

I was one very satisfied asshole!

She looked up at me with her perfect smile and asked, "Did you like that? Do you feel better?"

I pulled her up and we kissed. I pulled away and asked, "You are going to marry me, right? We'll be together forever, right?"

With a laugh, she said, "Only if you play your cards right buster!"

I knew then and there; Kathy would be my last "fling" and last little girl!

----- + -----

On Monday, Kathy and I had a nice chat as we skated around the rink. She was fine with my decision. I gave her every opportunity to back out of Tuesday, but she wanted to hook up. She skated backward, facing me as she explained that she wanted her first time to be special, not a quick bang with some boy. I liked it when she added, "There'll be plenty of time for 'wham-bam, thank you boys' in the future.

She wanted an experience, and that involved me. She gave me a chance to back out and I turned it down, twice!

=====+=====

What I didn't know was that Kathy had spent the weekend with Diana! She was there Friday and Saturday nights and I was the number one topic of conversation.

They sat naked, crossed-legged on Diana's bed, facing each other. They discussed many topics but they always returned to sex.

Kathy commented, "When Greg went down on me, I don't know if he was better than you or the same as you. It was just kind of different."

Diana laughed, "It's not better or worse, it is different! I mean, he's a boy, a man! I don't know, when you do me, it's like I feel love and warmth, when he did it, it was pure sexy, almost dirty! Know what I mean?"

"Yeah, that makes sense. It was rough, but I liked it rougher."

Diana looked at her with sad eyes.

"Oh Diana, don't take it wrong! Just like you said about me! With you it's love and wonderful, with him, it's like sexy dirty!"

The girls fell into each other's arms and kissed a long passionate kiss. Diana slowly rolled to her back with Kathy on top of her. Kathy rolled off and the two girls were on their sides facing each other. Like so many times previously, their free hand caressed the other's thigh up and around to their mounds, their breathing became irregular and they shifted to open for the other.

Kathy broke their kiss and asked, "Diana?"

"Kathy?"

"Am I too hairy?"

This caught Diana's attention. Kathy had reached puberty before any of the other girls and Diana was the first to know about it. They were always so proud of Kathy's early development. She had real tits as well as hair before anyone.

While caressing Kathy's hirsute pussy, Diana sincerely said, "I love your hair. It's so soft, so pretty; but I think I know what you're really asking: should you shave for Greg?"

There was a moment of silence as the girls gazed into each other's eyes.

"Yeah, should I shave, or even maybe trim it for Greg?"

Diana popped up on her knees and got between Kathy's legs, "Hey, let me get a good look!"

Kathy lifted her knees with her feet planted on the bed and spread for her friend.

Dianna settled down and slowly ran her fingers over Kathy's mound, gently playing with her soft bush while "accidentally" fingering her pussy lips.

"You have such a pretty kitty. I think I know what we could do."

Kathy was lying back, enjoying the sensations of Diana's ministrations, and let out a soft "Mmmm" in response.

Diana glanced up, "Kathy! Not now. Come on, we got some trimming to do!"

"Aaaaaaw, OK."

Diana led her to the bathroom, laid a folded-up towel on the tub rim, and sat her down, feet inside the tub. She gathered up what she would need to give her a trim. She knelt between Kathy's spread legs and using scissors, trimmed her overall bush into a neat length. Next came a small electric trimmer, which shortly left an inverted one-inch triangle, starting directly above her clitoral hood and stubble elsewhere.

In this process, Diana made frequent contact with Kathy's clit and quite successfully edged her as she trimmed.

Next came the shaving cream, gently and carefully applied. As Diana picked up the razor, Kathy placed a hand on her shoulder and said, "Please, just give me a sec, I need to catch my breath. Promise, no more fooling around, not while you're using the razor, please."

Diana pouted and replied, "Oh, OK, but when we're done, mmm."

"Thanks"

"You're welcome, now spread. Wider, that's good."

Diana carefully applied the shaving gel and gently worked it into a soft lather. She took the razor and in a very business-like fashion started the process. Kathy's breathing returned to normal and she watched, impressed, as Diana efficiently shaved her pussy. In no time at all, Diana sat back and inspected her work as she cleaned Kathy with a warm, damp towel.

She noticed that she had missed the very inside edge of both of Kathy's labia major.

"I missed some, this should take just a sec, but I need to use my fingers more. Try not to cum, you horny skank!"

"Me! You're one to talk! You make sluts look like nuns! Is there anyone's cock you don't want to suck and fuck?"

Diana laughed as she placed a small dollop of gel on her fingertips and looked up at Kathy.

"Honestly? I don't think so, but (she started to run her fingers along Kathy's slit) I would pass up almost all of them to be able to play with this sweet kitty!"

With that, she slid her fingers over Kathy's clit and watched as she froze up for a second and let out an excited sigh.

"Now sit still. This will be delicate!"

Diana spread Kathy and stretched her labia so she could have a proper surface to run the razor across. She repeated this process for the other side and after wiping her down, was satisfied with her work.

"There, perfect!"

Kathy leaned over to get a look. "Damn, that's nice. I love it!"

Kathy and Diana stood facing each other. Kathy wrapped her left arm around Diana's neck and held her left hand as she leaned in for a kiss. When their lips met, Kathy placed Diana's hand on her pussy. The kiss became passionate as Diana fondled the freshly shaven pussy.

In short order, they were back in Diana's bed, kissing and jilling each other off. After an hour and multiple orgasms later, they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

The next morning, Diana brought a banana back from breakfast and they had a long session discussing and practicing blowjobs which finished with the lucky peeled fruit shoved deep in Diana's pussy and Kathy eagerly eating it out.

===== + =====

The weather forecast was for a slight warm-up the next day, and Tuesday did not disappoint. The temperature rocketed all the way into the forties! That might not seem like much but, after a month of subfreezing temperature, it was heaven!

Kathy was wearing a long sweater and a cute print dress. I like the button-up in front style dresses. It had puffed, short-sleeves with a cinched waist and the skirt part was pleated. It was soft blue with small rose prints spaced over the entire garment. She looked fucking adorable!

We were on Mike's couch making out and I had my hands up under her dress, fondling her tight ass cheek as we kissed. She was pressing a thigh between my legs and I made sure she could feel my cock getting harder.

She broke away and with several pants, said, "I want to suck your cock and swallow everything you shoot!"

I was about to interrupt her but she didn't allow it.

"Then, you're going to eat my pussy! When I've cum, I mean right after I cum, I want you to fuck me! I want you to start slow then turn me over and fuck me hard. As hard as you can until you shoot everything inside me!"

Well, I mean, who am I to argue?

"So, you want me to fill your mouth and your sweet little pussy?"

She shivered a bit and got excited, "Yes! Both ends! (serious now, leaning hard onto me) I want everything you got."

I stood and took her hand as I led her to the bedroom. I had her stand facing the bed as I moved behind her. I moved her hair and kissed her neck as I removed her sweater. I place my hands on her hips and slid them down and in until I was cupping her pussy through her dress. She arched back into me and tried to turn her face to me. I reached up and got hold of the top button of her dress. In no time, I had it off and was running my hands across her delightful body, rubbing her panty-clad pussy and squeezing her bra-encased tits.

She was pressing her ass back and up, feeling my hard-on. I turned her around and made her kneel in front of me. She raised her hands to my belt but I brushed them away. I peeled my shirt off and undid my belt as I kicked off my shoes. I dropped my jeans and boxers together. I stepped out of the rumple and grabbed hold of my dick.

It was right in front of her face; I started a nice stroke as I looked at her.

"You said you wanted to suck my cock, right?"

She understood, in a bit of a little girl voice she said, "Yes, I want to suck your cock. May I please?"

I had to smile at her, shit, she almost made me cum with that voice. "Yes, you may. Don't forget, you also want to swallow everything I give you."

She now had her hands on my cock and just before taking it in her mouth, she girlishly said, "Oh yes, I want you to fill my tummy!"

I wasn't going to last long! She sucked on me like a starving baby. She was using her whole body and making delightful little squeaks and grunts as she sucked. Kathy made sure to make eye contact whether she was sucking my cock or holding it to kiss and lick.

I could feel the buildup and said, "Jerk me, Kathy, jerk my cock and open your mouth!"

She did as I said and the sight of her jerking me with her waiting mouth wide open was just too much! I felt the start as a preliminary load flowed out of my dick. She leaned forward to catch it with her tongue just as the next load jetted out and hit from the bridge of her nose and up over her right eye as she jerked to avoid the unavoidable.

"Your mouth, use your mouth!"

As the next load hit her on her upper lip, she sucked my cock back into her mouth where I proceeded to pump my balls dry as she sucked and gobbled. I moved my hips back and she let my cock fall from her mouth. I placed my right hand alongside her face and used my thumb to direct the streak of cum across her face to her mouth. As I did that, she licked the remnants left on her upper lip and gladly accepted my thumb into her mouth, sucking it clean.

I reached under her arms, stood her up, and then sat her on the bed. I reached around and unhooked her bra, freeing her soft little globes. I knelt in front of her and she guided my head as I placed my lips on her left tit and my hand on her right. They were delightful! I could suck the entire thing into my mouth!

She guided me back and forth. She arched her back, pressing her tits hard into me. She mewled her excitement. I could feel my cock starting to harden. We still had one other order of business to fulfill her desires before the main event.

I half stood while hooking my arms under her legs. I placed my hands flat on her back and lifted her. In this position, my head was practically between her knees, exactly where I wanted to be! I set her on the bed and moved my hands out from under her and in the one fluid motion had her panties gathered up and to her ankles before she noticed!

The panties came off and I moved her so I could better position my head between her thighs. It was then I saw what had changed!

I paused, I looked, I stared, I was struck with awe! "My god! Kathy! I mean, damn!" I placed my hand over her vulva, my fingertips played in the short hairs above her slit and I palmed the now bare mons. I looked up at her, she was smiling. "You were hotter than hell before, but this is just, just awesome!"

"Do you like it? I mean, really like it?"

"Yes! Oh yes! I mean, I really like it!"

Fuck! That clean-shaven little muffin was hot! I felt myself go from excited to hard as I looked. I kissed her pussy, I worked soft kisses all over it, and gently pressed my tongue into her slit. She jerked as if hit by an electric shock. It was fucking awesome!

I circled my tongue up and through her slit until I came to her little hidden nubbin. I felt her hands on my head as she scrunched up, pressing her pussy hard against my mouth. Damn, she was a strong little girl! She was also a wet little girl! It felt like she was washing my face with her pussy. She had thighs of iron and she was holding me in place. I fucking loved it!

I was licking and probing, doing some gum rubbing and she was starting to climb the ladder. It was time!

I did a push-up, shook my head and she loosened up on me. She was confused at first, but when I sidled myself up into position, she got it. Her legs spread and she lifted her hips. I raised a bit and her eyes went right to my cock. I was as hard as could be and just to add a bit, I wrapped my hand around the shaft and gave it some leisurely strokes. I spread my precum on the head and made a bit of a show of it.

Her breathing was still ragged and her eyes were glued to my cock. I rolled my hips back and settled my cock right along her little split muffin. I pushed along the slit and it spread for me. I added her lubrication to my cockhead and started to get things aligned.

"Ready?"

She nodded her head.

I slid my cockhead down her slit while pressing it in slightly. It was right at the opening.

I took her hand in mine and directed her down. "Hold on to me, keep me in place. You gotta steer. Anyway, you should watch as it happens."

She nestled my cockhead in, adjusted her hips and I was positive we were where we needed to be.

"Hold on."

I pushed and the head popped in. She grunted and cringed. She looked like she had sprained an ankle or something. I paused and she recovered.

"You're in."

It was a sweet and simple statement.

"Yes, and my God, does it feel great!"

I eased the pressure on her and then pushed further in. Her head rolled back and she gasped. I paused, "Take a deep breath and exhale."

As she exhaled, I thrust in.

"Oh! Stop! Hold on."

I leaned forward and lay on top of her. We had to adjust a bit but we were finally able to kiss.

I broke our kiss and asked, "How does it feel now?"

"Much better. Can we kiss as you do this?"

As I leaned in to kiss her, I said, "We can kiss and do this."

I shifted my hips back a bit and as I pressed my lips against hers, I pressed my cock further into her tight little hole. She gasped a bit through the kiss but soon enough, she was attacking my lips with hers.

She broke our kiss and panted hard into my shoulder, I was thrusting in and out, getting deeper with every thrust. She turned her face to my ear and panted, "Deeper, all of it. Give it to me, fill me up!"

I let the kissing go and started a good old-fashioned humping on the little girl. We got into a nice rhythm and were really rockin' and rollin'! She squeaked with every thrust and I about came with every pull-back, she was so fucking tight! What did happen, was I felt my nuts start to contract. It was time!

I lifted myself to my knees and popped out of the little bitch's cunt. I eyed it as it gaped wide and slowly closed back on itself.

"Greg! Noooo"

"Turn over!"

"Huh?"

"You wanted this, turn over!"

I reached for her hips as she was starting to turn to her belly. I lifted and placed her on her knees.

I put my hand flat between her shoulder blades and pressed her down while pressing my hips against her ass. I brought my hands back, sliding along her sides until I had her hips. Man, she had one fine ass sticking up in the air. Her cheeks were spread and there winking up at me was her little rosebud anus! I'm not much of an ass-fucking guy but damn! If there was a next time, which I doubted, I wanted to fuck that ass!

I grabbed my cock with my right hand and spread her cheeks with my left. "Lift your pussy to me, reach it back and up a bit!"

As she gapped it back and up, she repeated, "Oh God, Oh God!"

That little muffin was all red and bothered. In her position, it was stretched enough so her inner labia were exposed and presented one of the most inviting sights I had ever seen. They were a soft brown and how they split exposed a nice little pink target inside.

I was rubbing the head of my cock against her tight little hole and gave it a push. Her entrance was not so giving this time. I pushed and placed the head in the exact spot and quickly grabbed her with both hands. I held her in place and as I started to thrust, I pulled her onto my cock. It popped in and she let out a yelp.

She had asked for this and she was going to get it. I held her by her little waist, just above the flare of her hips, and slammed her back into me. I thrust at the same time and drove every inch I had as deep as possible into her. No more yelping from her! She let out a little scream as I invaded that no longer virgin territory. I ground her onto me as I moved my hips, trying to get deeper. I could feel that I had bottomed out in her but wanted to push it as much as I could.

Quickly I pulled back, maybe a little more than halfway before I drove in with all I had. There was an audible smack as we made contact and she let out another scream. I reached for her head and moved her face into the pillow.

"Scream into the pillow before the neighbors call the cops or something!"

She clutched the pillow with both hands and covered her mouth just as I was driving the point home. She dropped her face into the pillow and muffled her scream. And so, it began. The only time my pace changed was when I pulled back further than halfway. Otherwise, I increased the tempo with every thrust. She was sliding forward on the bed until her head was pressed against the headboard.

I buried myself deep inside her and stopped long enough to get my legs outside of her legs. I rested my weight on her as I moved up her back. Her ass followed along and rose up as she was now almost flat on the bed. I raised and got to my elbows. I started jackhammering that sweet little girl. Her previous yelps and screams were now animalistic grunts. Each one aligning with the pounding she was getting. I started to feel my own build-up but didn't want to beat her to the climax.

I needn't have worried; her grunts were becoming tell-tale yips and squeaks. Her head turned sideways and she had her eyes closed. Her breathing was ragged and I'm pretty sure her occasional guttural sounds were more from pain than pleasure.

That's often the proper mix though, the right balance of pain and pleasure can really get the synapses firing. Then I heard her starting to say my name although she never got past the "Gre" part. As I felt myself start to get ready, I repeated, "On My God" as if it was a mantra.

It almost seemed like my lower body went into some sort of convulsion as my cock remained buried deep in her and my thrusts became extremely short. The thought of a jackrabbit came to mind as I felt my balls release my gift deep inside lovely, twelve-year-old Kathy Thompson's tight little cunt.

She buried her face in the pillow and yelled her orgasm just as I tried to blow the lid off her cunt. I was pushing hard to get deeper as load after load launched. She was as tight as a vise as she came and her little cunt held onto my cock for dear life.

Wave after wave of climax rode through me until somehow it started to slow down. Her grip on me loosened and I started a gentle stroke in and out of her overflowing pussy. I knew we had made a mess and I would have some cleaning up to do, but I put that to the back of my mind.

I pulled out and moved to the right. I rolled her a bit to her side and brought her face to my cock. I was still stiff and I placed it on her lips. I put my hand on her head, she glanced up at me and I said, "Clean it off, suck me clean."

She gently took me in and proceeded to clean my cock with her mouth and tongue. After a minute or so, I said, "That's enough, that's wonderful."

I laid down and wrapped her in my arms. We kissed and she purred her contentment. I rolled to my back and she lay on top of me.

"How you feeling?"

"I'm in heaven."

"Was it what you expected, wanted?"

"Everything and more. This was absolutely perfect."

"I'm glad to hear that. I can tell you, for me, this was great. You are fantastic!"

She kind of nudged me on that and softly said, "You better believe it, 'cuz I am fantastic!"

"You'll get no argument from me!"

She somehow managed to cuddle in a little tighter. After a moment she loosened up and lifted her head to look at me. "You know what I really liked?"

"You seemed to like a lot of it but, no, what did you really like?"

"I liked how you took charge. I mean, telling me what to do, where to move. It just made me really hot. Gawd, I can feel it just talking about it! Is that weird?"

She was rubbing herself on me as she spoke. "Nah, that isn't weird. We all have our own little kinks. Maybe with me, this time, you liked me being in charge, You'll like it again. Maybe though, you'll like it just as much to be the one in charge, telling some very lucky boy what you want and how to do it. I know I wouldn't have had a problem with you telling me what to do! As a matter of fact, didn't you tell me earlier exactly what you wanted? That's how I knew what to do."

She placed her head on my chest and hugged me.

Our time was ending. We showered and played but we had to get moving. I got her home and returned to Mike's place. I put the sheets in the wash and tidied up the room. I helped myself to a beer and hung out until the sheets were ready for the dryer.

A week later at the rink, she told me her period had arrived.

===== Epilogue =====

We never did get back together. I kept my vow. While I still saw the girls, nothing more ever happened. Except.

Steph and I dated steadily and on the eve of her seventeenth birthday, we had a long discussion. I anticipated this and was ready. Stephanie asked if we could postpone going all the way until we were married. I was fine with this and understood her unsaid reason for delaying. She was concerned that I might not really love her and would leave her once we had sex because if I truly loved her, I could wait. If I didn't love her, I would refuse to wait and break things off. It made sense to me. Maybe that was how I knew I truly loved her.

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So, yeah, except … except Lynn, that's what.

Lynn lived two blocks over and that proximity turned out to be too much of a temptation for both of us. We had some meetings at the pool, some in her basement, some in my room. She was always very "no strings attached" and was more than glad to help out with my "predicament" after I explained the wait-for-marriage decision Steph and I had made.

Lynn was my last fuck as a bachelor. We got together the afternoon before the wedding and she played the perfect submissive; letting me do whatever I wanted. All I wanted was for her to cum on my face and to offer her pussy to my cock while on her hands and knees. it was great!

===== + =====

Stephanie graduated high school and attended the local junior college, majoring in nursing. Not surprisingly, she focused on pediatric nursing. When she entered Junior College, I was graduating with a two-year Business Administration degree, but my career was already taking shape.

After a second summer at the pool, Al invited me to lunch. After lunch, over a couple of beers, he placed an offer in front of me.

"The Mayor, pursuant to the advice of the Town Council has asked me to see if you're interested in becoming a full-time town employee."

"I'm listening."

"The fellow in charge of the Sanitation Dept is going to retire in one year. Now, the Assistant Director, who will replace him, will retire the following year. The town would like you to go full time in sanitation with the understanding that upon the Director's retirement, you will ascend to the Assistant Director's position and if all goes well, become the Director when he retires the following year. That would make you the youngest Department Director in Town history."

So, don't get me wrong. I never planned on being a garbage man but to have a straight path to a Directorship was unheard of.

"Al, what do Directors make?"

"Pretty close to six figures. Hell, you'll have it made. Who knows, you do well there, no telling what you might accomplish. You need to give this a lot of thought. It's a big-time move, and I almost forgot, oh Jesus, you can't say anything to anyone about this. Maybe family and Stephanie."

"But Al, sanitation?"

"Yeah, sanitation. Doesn't seem very glamorous, huh? You'll have to ride the back of a truck for six months as a sort of probation but after that, you'll be an office guy."

I kept my mouth shut and took the job. I only confided in Stephanie, her parents, and my parents as to my reasons for becoming a garbage man. Hell, I had a good time those six months. I got to know the guys who were doing the work and they had some good observations on how things were run. One fellow, Carl, an older black guy, turned out to be one of the brightest guys I had ever met. He eventually became a shift supervisor.

It all went as planned and at twenty-three I was in charge of the second-largest Department in the Town.

Steph and I were married and consummated things in the Honeymoon Suite at the downtown Belvedere Hotel before flying to Cancun for our Honeymoon. As promised, all the girls were present at the wedding. Steph worked part-time and eventually became a Pediatric Physician Assistant. Of course, that only happened as the last of our five children entered high school.

After ten years of successfully running Sanitation, I ran for and won the State Senate seat for the Town and surrounding local area. I held that seat for ten years and was seriously planning a Congressional run when Stephanie took ill. I devoted all my time to her but sadly, she was taken from us by uterine cancer a year later.

I was devastated. If it weren't for all of our friends, our families, and most importantly, our children, I would never have overcome my anguish.

===== + =====

As for the girls: Patty and her family moved to Israel where she is a happily married reservist mom.

Connie went on to college and studied theater. She's made a nice little career out in LA in the movie industry.

Diana still lives locally. She married an upstanding guy who is now the Town Fire Chief. We see each other often and have become good friends.

Kathy kept skating and competed internationally for several years. She made the US Women's Olympic Team but finished out of medal contention. She toured with one of those skating troupes for several years and last I heard she settled in Chicago with a rather well-known hockey player.

As for Lynn, she too stayed in the area. I arranged for her first job, as an assistant in the Town Hall where she eventually became the town Clerk of Court. I think with every passing year she became more beautiful!

I dated some a few years after Steph's passing but nothing seemed to click.

Currently, I am running for Mayor. Very shortly after I announced my candidacy, I got a call from the recently divorced Lynn who wanted to volunteer for the campaign. My only opponent dropped out of the race after the first polls came out. It will be a struggle to preserve the standard of living in my town but I believe I'm up to the task.

By the way, I am now engaged to my campaign manager. She told me I was her first, and now will be her last. I like that.