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Summer On The Water	By : WarrenConey Category: +M through R > Recess Views: 2607 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I am not in any way affiliated with the series, Recess (1997). The following is a non-commissioned work created for entertainment purposes only.

Chapter List
- 1-Summer On The Water
- 1
T.J. was walking along one of the neighborhood sidewalks, dressed more casually than usual. He only had on a white t-shirt, some blue denim shorts, a brown pair of river sandals, his back pack from school and of course his trademark red hat. In this part of town there were fewer houses and scattered around here and there, were lots that held nothing but trees. He was walking to one of the rivers on the edge of town, eager to enjoy a summer swim. He came to an area where the road was cut off by a freeway, he looked both ways and crossed over into the seemingly endless expanse of trees just beyond.
After a short walk through the wooded area, he emerged to the bank of a fair sized river. It was his favorite place in the world. The river bank had small smooth stones all about it, the stones got larger as they led up to and into the crystal clear water. Between the tree line and the river bank, there were a few patches of bare dirt. T.J. put his bag under a tree on the edge of one of the bare patches of earth. He took a quick glance around the river and it's banks, making sure no one else was there. Confident he was alone, he began to take off the few things he was wearing. His cap, his shirt and lastly his shorts, revealing his lack of swimwear, among other things. He kept his river sandals on for the swim. He put his clothes in his bag which held the rest of his stuff, his house keys, a tiny first aid kit, a spray bottle of sunscreen, some cash and a towel that was big enough to dry a pro basketball player. From the bag, he took out his bottle of sunscreen and began to quickly spray himself down. Slowing for a moment, he took some extra time to enjoy massaging the silky feeling sunscreen, onto the more sensitive parts of his groin. Putting the bottle away with a smile, he was ready for the water.
He stepped out from the shade of the trees onto the bank of the river. He could feel the heat of the air and sun, pressing unkindly against his bare skin. He wadded into the cool caress of the welcoming river and allowed himself to be swept up in it's gentle current. He turned himself against the current and worked himself forward. The river was not very fast and with a little effort he could move himself up stream a fair distance. He paddled and kicked, enjoying the feel of the cool water, running itself all over his bare body. After a few minutes of testing his strength against the current he decided to relax. He let his body ride the top of the river and allowed it to take him down stream as he rested on his back.
As he drifted, he saw a familiar turn in the river and a bare spot of earth under a tree right at the turn's edge. He swam over to the small shaded bank and sat down on a large smooth rock, facing the river and enjoying it's natural beauty. He found his stone seat comfortable as he sat enjoying the rippling sounds of the clear water.
“Whahhh!” ‘splish!’
Startled by the sudden noise, a girls voice, T.J. looked down stream to the other side of the river bend. He could see a small part of the opposite river bank and the unmistakable figure of a girl wading out of the river. She was tall and fair skinned, she wore a tight blue one piece and kept her honey brown hair up, in a big sweet bun. Before she was hidden by the tree line, he barley caught a glimpse of her body. She had the naturally thin shape of a ballerina, her bathing suit clung to her body like a thin wet t-shirt. He stood up wanting to try get a better look at her, but realized completely nude was not a good way to meet a stranger.
I can swim to the other side and use the trees for cover and get closer. T.J. thought wadding into the water. As quietly as he could, he swam with the current to the other bank. He carefully and quickly waded out of the river and tiptoed across the rocky bank until he met the tree line. The trees, shrubs and bushes were overgrown and gave him good cover as he moved from one to the other, secretly moving closer to the girl who caught his eyes. He looked up from his cover to make sure he hadn't been spotted and was dumbstruck by what he saw. She had bent over to get into a bag on the ground and her perfectly petite ass was on full display. Through the fabric of her bathing suit he saw the detailed imprint of her vulva. “Whoa...” He whispered nervously. His body was hot and his penis was rock hard, he had never had the chance to see a girl like this before. As she stood up her one piece was left neatly wedged up, between the round pale cheeks of her cute little behind. She was trying to open a small plastic box that she pulled from her bag. The box rattled as she struggled to open it and T.J. decided to move in just a little closer. As he moved to a thick bush, he felt a razor like pain bite into his foot. “Ohhh! Owww! Hmmm!” T.J. whimpered as he pulled a small thorny branch out from under his foot.
“Wha?!” The startled brunet gasped, dropping the box and looking his way. “T.J.?”
Immediately he recognized the voice of his friend, Gretchen. “Gretchen?!” He took another look at her, seeing her high cheeks, soft freckles and her top lip curled up slightly, revealing her two large front teeth, it was definitely Gretchen. Her trademark round glasses were conveniently hanging from her neck on a band. She grabbed them and put them on to get a clear look at her friend.
“Wow...” She sighed as she looked down on him. “You're nude…”
When he heard that, his hands shot down to hide his erection. “Sorry!”
“It's okay, I mean, um, did you lose your swimwear?” She asked trying not to stare at his body.
“I didn't bring any, I never see anyone around here, so I, swim naked.” He said awkwardly while eyeing the imprint of her hard nipples on her suit. She noticed he was looking at her nipples, it gave her an odd rush knowing his eyes were on her.
“So, what are you doing here, going for a swim?” He asked nervously.
“Actually, I was taking the week to try to find a specific type of algae that grows in freshwater. I picked this river because it has very few people disturbing it.”
“Oh, that sounds interesting.” T.J. said trying to think of any excuse to leave.
“Well, I was just wrapping things up.” Gretchen said picking up the little box and tossing it back into her bag. “Maybe I'll see you later.” She zipped up her bag, picked it up and started off towards a path in the trees nearby. “Well, good-bye.” She waved back at him as she hurried off.
“Bye.” T.J. waited for a while to make sure he was alone and then made his way back up river, deciding to call it a day.
Later that night, Gretchen was in her bedroom having just put on her nightgown. She lay in bed, kept awake by her thoughts about the day. I can't believe I saw T.J. naked, of course he essentially saw me naked too. I hate my swimsuit, it doesn't hide anything, all it does is cling to my body. I think T.J. got as much of an eye full of me, as I did of him. His skin looked so smooth and his penis looked so... ready. He must have been watching me, before he got closer. He must have been aroused by my body's appearance in a tight swimsuit. The way he looked at me leaves little doubt, he was interested in my body. Of course I'm no better, the moment I saw his penis, I just couldn't stop staring. She squeezed her breasts as she tried to picture his penis more clearly. I know it's just my developing hormonal responses that compel me to think about intercourse. But the way it feels to embrace the compulsion to reproduce, it's just enthralling. She moved her hand down, lifted her nightgown and began rubbing her vulva through her pink cotton panties.
It's always such a thrill to rub my labia with my mother and father so close by. Hmm, I really have to work on my vernacular. What did the Ashley’s call it, twat, cunt, snatch, pussy? She could feel a moist spot forming in her panties, she grabbed them with both hands and slid them to her knees. “My 'pussy's' getting 'wet'.” She huffed feeling naughty as she caught her dribbling juices with her finger tips and used them to rub herself even harder. “Huhhh.” Her body was heating up and she was beginning to sweat, but she was too focused on her sexual urges to care. T.J. had such a nice penis, or prick, or thing, or pecker, or tool, or peter, or cock, or dick! “Mummm!” She hummed as she slid a finger into her hot virgin hole. She would tug on her finger with her feminine muscles as hard as she could when she pulled it out. She loved how tight she had learned to squeeze. “Hmmm...” She sighed as she played her finger against the tight squeeze of her tender walls. His dick was much bigger then a finger. She thought as she tried to work in two fingers. “Oww, oww, never mind, I'm too tight.” She went back to one finger as she imagined the intensity of being penetrated by a penis. The real thing would probably drive me crazy! I wish I could get the real thing! I don't care if it hurts! I just can't stop thinking about it!
She remembered one of the dirty things she heard the Ashley’s say about one of the high-strung teachers. ‘Like, she can't relax because her pussy's too tight, she needs to find a nice hard dick to sit on, it'll help loosen her up.’
“Ugh, T.J. had such a nice dick.” She huffed aloud. “I wouldn't mind sitting on that, with my extra tight pussy. I want dick.” She gasped as she fingered herself faster and faster, trying to remember every detail of T.J.'s nude body. “T.J. I want your dick, so bad!” She practically shouted as she broke into a pulsing orgasm, her body shaking with each pulse, rhythmically dancing on it's own. “Huhhh! Huh! Huh! Hmmm! Mummm!” She wailed and then shut her mouth remembering her parents might hear her if she was too loud. “Hmmm, hmmm, huhhh...” She panted trying to catch her breath. She kept her hand over her hot little mound, like she was hanging on to part of the pleasure she had just experienced. “Oh god, I want dick...” She sighed, thinking how much more intense it must feel, than just using her finger.
“Gretchen, your father and I heard you yell, is there something disturbing you?” Her mother asked knocking on the door.
Gretchen was horrified. I can't let her see me like this! She thought, realizing her panties were around her ankles, parts of her night gown were sweaty and her hand and vulva were covered in feminine mucus. It'll be 'the talk' all over again! She worried as she used her dry hand to pull her covers right up to her neck. An hour long biology lesson and for what!? I still needed to eavesdrop on the Ashley’s just to learn what a dick is! “I'm fine mother, I simply had a nightmare, you don't need to check on me!” She assured hoping her mother would leave.
Her mother opened the door and walked in. “Are you certain that you will be fine?”
“Mother, I'm not a baby.” She said trying to act normal.
“You are, you are my baby.” Her mother said with a smile. “I'm engaging in hyperbole of course, but you no doubt understand the sentiment. There is no shame in seeking myself or your father for reassurance should your rest be disturbed further.” Her mother told her as she walked over to Gretchen's bed and gave her forehead a kiss.
“I love you.” An embarrassed Gretchen replied.
“And I love you, remember Gretchen you can talk to me or your father about anything, whenever feel you need us.” Her mother told her seriously. “Have a pleasant evening.”
“Good night mom.” She said with a smile.
As her mother finally left, Gretchen breathed a heavy sigh of relief. She cleaned herself up and changed her night clothes, all the while sex was still on her mind. If I go back to the river I might be able to see T.J. again. She relaxed in her bed half awake. I'm gonna go back to the river tomorrow and collect some more samples, maybe I'll get lucky and see T.J. naked. She thought with a smile as she drifted off to sleep.
It was late in the afternoon and the sun was starting it's fall from the sky. T.J. had returned to his favorite river. Just like before he prepared himself for a swim, but this time he was wearing a swimsuit that fit him like a skimpy pair of briefs. Today he was there for more than a simple swim, he was hoping to find Gretchen again. He remembered she said she was going to be at the river for the week. He made sure he was there at the same time as their first encounter. He slipped into the river and made his way quickly down stream. He watched carefully as he made the turn in the river. There she was in the shade of a tree near the dirt bank, sitting on a rock as she rifled through her bag. He made his way over and waded out, calling to her. “Hey Gretchen.”
She looked up and put her bag down. “Hey T.J.” She smiled putting her glasses on. For a moment she looked disappointed. “Nice swimsuit.” She said as her smile returned.
“Thanks, I wore it in case I ran into you again, I didn't wanna make you uncomfortable.”
Damn it! She thought. “T.J.” She said casually. “I’m a mature young woman, I’m not offended by the human body.”
“Well I just wanted to be sure.” He said eyeing her swimsuit. She noticed and spread her legs with a stretch and a yawn. He caught a eyeful of her suit and the wedged print of her vulva. He turned away trying to act casual. Gretchen loved seeing his reaction as he quickly adjusted his swimwear.
“So you still looking for that algae?”
“Huh? Oh yeah, I'll be here all week, at this time.” Gretchen told him as she looked over his fit backside. “Are you gonna be swimming around here?”
“Maybe, if that doesn't bug you.”
“Not at all. In fact I might feel a little more comfortable knowing you're here.”
“Well if you don't mind, I'll just stick around for a bit.”
Gretchen was disappointed, she really wanted to see him naked again. “You really don't have to worry about me T.J., if you wanna swim nude, it'll be our little secret.” She said trying to be as agreeable as possible.
T.J. felt a little awkward, after all, what he really wanted was to see her in her tight wet swimsuit. “Well, it would be weird if someone else saw me swimming naked around you, I'll just keep my suit on.”
Damn it! She thought, wanting to see him nude even more. He's just nervous about being the only one nude. “Swimming in a suit isn't as fun thought, right?”
“Yeah, but I’m fine with it.”
I know what I need to do, but, I'm just so damn nervous. “Hey, how about I join you?” She said, trying her best to sound like it was no big deal. “We can swim nude together, that way if someone else comes by, it'll just be two kids out for a swim.” That has to be the dumbest thing I've ever said. She thought.
T.J.'s heart was beating fast. I can't believe it, I have a chance to see her naked. I gotta relax, I don't wanna get, excited, I'm sure she wouldn't like that. “Sure, why not?” He said trying to look calm, while his heart jumped for joy.
The two stood awkwardly looking at each other. “So, what are we waiting for?” Gretchen asked nervously.
T.J. was just a little suspicious about a girl that seemed to want to see him naked. “You first, you already saw me naked so it's only fair.”
“T.J., that's very immature of you!” She said with red cheeks. “You don't think I'm going to ogle you while we swim do you!?”
He crossed his arms. “It's only fair, that's what I think.”
“That's down right childish of you!” She huffed with a red face. “I, don't have a single problem with removing my suit first.” She grabbed the shoulder straps of her one-piece, hesitating for a moment. “This better not be some kind of trick to see me nude T.J.! She snapped at him with a pouty look.
“It's not, I promise.” He said as he put his thumbs into his waist-band showing he was ready to follow.
Gretchen’s body was hot and her heart was pounding, this wasn't a fantasy, this was real. She looked him straight in the eyes with a puppy look. She deliberately pulled the straps down her arms slowly exposing her pert little breasts. Her nipples were light brown and looked delicate even though they were clearly rock hard. She pushed the rest of her suit down in one quick go. “See! I'm completely comfortable with the human body!” She said looking awkwardly defiant as she stood strait with her arms at her side.
T.J. nervously pulled down his suit, as he blatantly looked her over. Her little breasts looked like they were perfect handfuls, her vulva looked slightly puffy and had the wispy beginnings of a patch of light brown hair.
He stood strait just as awkwardly as Gretchen. “See, no tricks.” He said with red cheeks.
She got a huge rush from seeing his pleasantly thick, semi-aroused penis. “So, how about we go for that swim?” She sighed with a friendly smile.
The two slowly waded in to the river looking at each others bodies. They looked at each other with red faces and knowing they were staring at each others bodies, the two started laughing as they took to the water. They enjoyed their time in the water, playing an odd little game where they would dip, dive and dodge as they swam. They tried to look at the other's privates, while also trying to hide their own privates from the other. Their little game ended upstream at the bank that T.J. liked to rest at. They each sat on a rock, looking at each other with knowing smiles.
T.J. kept peeking down at her little breasts. “Do you like them?” She asked shyly pushing her chest out to give him a better view.
He took a deep breath. “Yeah, they're real cute.” He huffed with arousal.
“They aren't too small, are they?”
“They're perfect.” He said staring at her nipples.
“Can I get a better look at you?” She asked.
“Umm, okay.” He moved his hands and spread his legs, revealing his healthy young erection. “Is it too small?” He joked with a red face.
“I think it's perfect.” She sighed taking in every little detail. Unlike her, he didn't have any hair yet. The colorful tip of his penis was partially covered by foreskin.
Her curiosity had reached it's peak. “T.J., can I touch it?” She asked nervously with a red face.
“Um, I don't know.” He said feeling a little overwhelmed by the attention.
“I'll let you touch mine, as much as you want.” She offered awkwardly.
T.J. was torn between how nervous he was and how much he wanted to touch her. “...Okay.”
Gretchen was so eager she was already standing in front of him when he stood up. She got on her knees so she could look at it closely. He looked at her nervously, but she was focused entirely on touching his twitching penis. She played his foreskin back and forth, then pulled it all the way back and felt the head. “It's somewhat spongy at the tip, the shaft is hard all around except for the bottom which is much more pliable.” She noted to herself, as she lifted it slightly and ran her thumb against the bottom of his shaft.
“Hahh.” T.J. let out a sigh of enjoyment.
“The penis is in fact very sensitive.” She told herself. “The testicles are said to be more sensitive.” She reached up and gently cupped them in her hand.
“Huhh! Be careful!” T.J. was surprised by his own sensitivity.
“I won’t hurt you.” She said calmly. “I'm you friend, I want you to feel good.” She rubbed his balls gently.
“Hmmm.” He sighed again, this time enjoying her more playful touch. After a little friendly rub, she let go and and stood up.
“Okay T.J., it's your turn.” She said spreading her legs slightly for him. He was very nervous as he carefully placed his fingers on her vulva. Her mound was smooth and squishy as he gently played it with his fingers. “I'm not that sensitive there, the parts on the inside are more sensitive.” Gretchen told him. “This little nub, the clitoris, is the most sensitive spot on a girl.” She said showing him her clitoris. He put his finger directly on it. “Umm!” Gretchen pulled back. “Try tapping it or grazing it, most girls are a little too sensitive for direct contact.” Gretchen told him as she stood straight. He gave her clit a gentle flick to the side. “Hah! That was perfect.” She shivered with pleasure. He looked up at her with a question in his eyes. “You can put your finger in, if you want.” She said warmly, knowing what he wanted. Gently he put his finger between her folds and searched for her hole. His finger slipped into a warm, wet space with a tender lining. He could feel her squeezing his finger, like a gentle tug inward. He moved it in as far as he could go and gently played his finger around. “Imagine putting your dick in there.” She said seductively without thinking. He looked at her wide eyed from the thought. Gretchen knew she went too far, as he nervously drew his hand away.
“I should probably go.” An obviously nervous T.J. said.
“Yeah, I suppose I should be going soon too.” Gretchen said disappointed. The two parted fairly quietly and made their way home, thinking about what they just did.
Late that evening T.J. was lying in bed awake, every time he thought about Gretchen he felt a fluttering in stomach. I can't stop thinking about it. He groaned turning on his side. I know she didn't mean, imagine me inside her. He sighed and as he imagined how it would feel to have sex with her, his stomach squirmed with anxiety. I'm not going back tomorrow, I couldn't act normal around her if I tried.
The next day Gretchen was out on the river again. It was the same time as the last time. She collected her algae samples, labeled them and put them in her bag. All day long, all she could think about was apologizing to T.J. for making him feel uncomfortable. Oh T.J., I didn't know you'd be so nervous about that, I was just trying to be a little naughty. She waited for a few hours, but it was obvious her friend was not going to visit her. She went home disappointed with herself, determined to never let something like that happen again.
After not seeing T.J. the day before, Gretchen was sure she wouldn't see him on the river again. She gathered the things she needed for her search on the river and was just heading out the door.
“Gretchen, before you leave I have something very serious to talk to you about.” Her father told her, stopping her at the door.
“Have I done anything wrong father?” Gretchen asked surprised.
“Whether or not someone has done something wrong, tends to be very open to debate in most cases.” He said in his thoughtful demeanor. “To be direct, I have for you some advice and also a few personal effects.”
“I see.”
“First, about your friend T.J., you've been seeing him at the river this week haven't you?”
“Oh, um, yes. We've been swimming, when I'm not collecting samples.”
“Gretchen.” He said seriously. “Your mother and I know you were masturbating the other night. In fact, we've heard you every night.”
“What?!” She gasped embarrassed.
“Gretchen, we heard everything you said. Your mother, wanted to let you come to us if you needed advice. But I know that important personal advice is something people tend to avoid seeking.”
“Dad it's not-”
“Let me finish.” He said calmly with a hand up.
“I want you to know, that learning to have control over yourself, is the most important aspect of anyone's sexuality.”
Gretchen was turning red, as she listened.
“I know, you understand what you need to about sex. But your mother and I have very different ideas on how we should guide you in the making of your own decisions. Your mother takes a more hands off approach, but I prefer to take action when the situation may need it. I want to make doubly sure that you are prepared for the moments that your self-control may fail you. I want you to keep these with you from now on.” He handed her a pocket first aid box. She opened it and was more embarrassed than surprised, when she saw the condoms inside. She closed the box and stuffed it in her bag, not knowing what to say. “Remember Gretchen, those are only for when your self-control has failed you.”
She struggled to look her father in the eyes. “Thank you.”
“Self-control Gretchen, is the most important aspect of your sexuality.” He reminded her before he walked away. Gretchen, now tomato red from embarrassment, grabbed her bag and left for the river.
Again Gretchen made her way through the wooded trail that took her to the dirt bank that she collected samples near. As she emerged to the bank partially shaded by the trees, she saw T.J. sitting on a big towel, looking at the river. “T.J.?” She asked surprised to see him.
He looked back startled by her voice. “Gretchen, I wanted to talk to you.” He said standing up.
“T.J., before you say anything, I wanna say I'm sorry. I never meant to make you feel uncomfortable.”
“Gretchen you don't have to be sorry, I was just nervous that's all. I thought about it and I didn't handle that like I should have.”
“T.J. you don't have to make excuses for me, I took advantage of your interest in my body for my own personal enjoyment. What does that say about me?” She huffed.
“That, you really are a mature young woman?” He joked with a friendly smile.
“T.J....” She said disappointed.
“I'm serious, you think you're the only girl to twist me into doing something for her? The only thing is, you're the first one that I got to see and touch naked. Sure I was really nervous, but I think I got a real good deal out of it.” He said with a friendly smile. “Gretchen, I promise I'm fine.”
“Well then, I guess there's nothing else to say about it then.” She said still looking a little guilty.
“So, since I'm here, how about I help you with your algae project?” He asked casually.
“Collecting samples is kind of boring.” She warned.
“It won't be so bad if you have help.”
“Okay, if you really want to, I'll show you what to look for.” She said glad to know her friend didn't hold anything against her.
Gretchen showed him what to do and for a while they moved around the river banks, scraping little bits of algae into small plastic bottles. They were done when they ran out of bottles, which was much faster than either of them thought it would be. Back at the dirt bank, the two carefully put the samples away.
“So, you wanna go for a swim with me?” T.J. asked with a little smile.
“I was thinking he same thing.” She said smiling back. T.J. took off his swimsuit and Gretchen took off hers. “You know T.J..” She said standing bare in front of him with pink cheeks and a naughty smile. “I think we could both use some extra sunscreen, but I might need a little help putting it on, if wanna help me that is.”
T.J. had red cheeks and a lively erection that he didn't try to hide. “I'll help you, if you help me.” He said with an eager smile.
“Deal.” She said taking a spray bottle of sunscreen from her bag. The two took turns spraying each others body’s and rubbing it in, both taking a few minutes to make absolutely sure the most sensitive parts of the others body were protected from the sun. They waded into the river and played in the water, they made up a game of tag, where the person who was tagged between the legs was it. Neither one seem to try their best to avoid being tagged. When the two grew tired of the game they made their way back to the bank. The two were laughing and tagging each other as they left the water.
After a small chase, Gretchen grabbed T.J.’s shoulders to stop him from groping her. “Hey, you wanna just touch each other instead?” She asked with an eager smile.
“Yeah.” He huffed for breath. He stepped closer and grabbed her chest, massaging her pert little breasts. She started to gently caress his penis, from tip to base, making herself familiar with every bit of it. He dropped a hand and began to rub between her vulva. “Gretchen.” He said looking in her eyes nervously. “I keep thinking about you.” He admitted shyly.
She gave him a big toothed smile. “That's okay, I keep thinking about you too.”
He slowly wiggled his finger into her as deep as he could. “I keep thinking about how good it must feel, you know, inside.”
She stopped caressing him. “Inside a girl, or inside me?” She asked boldly looking directly at him.
He could barely face her. “You.”
She thought for a moment, her body practically tingling as his hands still played with her. “We, could give it a try, if you want?” She offered gently. He looked at her wide eyed, not believing what he heard. “Only if you want.” She repeated warmly.
He pulled his hands away from her slowly, looking at the ground and thinking carefully. “I, want to but, what if, we had an accident?” He asked looking disappointed.
Gretchen's blood rushed when she heard he wanted to try sex. She held his face gently. “We won't have an accident, I promise.” She assured warmly. “Do you really wanna try it?”
He looked at her with puppy eyes. “I wanna, do that, with you.”
She leaned down and gave him a kiss. He wrapped his arms around her as they kissed and she did the same. The two kissed passionately, finally acting on the impulses they had since the first day they saw each other on the river.
“Gretchen.” T.J. broke away from the kiss. “I don't think I can do this.” He huffed looking desperate. “I already feel like I'm gonna, we shouldn't risk it.”
Her heart was racing. Oh T.J., you're gonna cum inside me all you want. She thought. “You don't have to worry about a thing.” She pulled herself away and walked to her bag. She rifled through it until she found the tiny medical kit given to her. “I have what we need right here.” She popped it open and from inside she took out a condom.
T.J. could see what was in her hand and he grew embarrassed, as if the condom made what they were going to do, more sexual and more adult. His heart began to race as he grew more anxious.
She walked over to the large towel he had been sitting on earlier and sat down. “Come here.” She said looking unusually sexy, with her hair up in a big bun and her glasses held on with a strap. She looked confident and inviting, but underneath that she was aching from lust and curiosity. She wanted his penis, if she wanted it anymore she would have tackled him. He walked over meekly and sat down slowly. “I'll show you how to put one of these on.” She said as she opened the condom. “Now, roll back your foreskin and hold it back.” She instructed.
“Okay.” He obeyed.
“Before you put it on, you wanna roll just about an inch out like this.” She loosened a small amount of the condom. “Then we squeeze that extra space from the tip down to make sure there's no air in there.”
“Alright.”
“And now we place the condom on the tip of your penis and we roll it down, there should be no air bubbles, those can break the condom.” She said with a hot red face as she rolled the condom down. “You got to get it all the way down to the very base, like this.” She said as she moved his penis left then right, to get to the very base of his shaft. “Just like that. It should feel a little snug like a glove, but it shouldn't feel constricting, it also shouldn't be loose. Is it too tight?”
“Um, it fits, kinda like a hug.”
“That's perfect.” She said starting to look nervous. “Now we can, do it.” She said looking in his eyes with an awkward eagerness.
“I'm not sure what to do.” He said nervously.
“That's okay, I'll walk you through it, stand up for a second.” As he stood up, she laid down on the towel. “Okay now lay down on me gently, as close as you can.” He knelled down between her legs and laid himself gently on her. “Get your hips as close as you can to mine, put your weight on your elbows.”
“Alright.” He panted as he felt his rock hard shaft pressed up against her hot moist vulva.
They were both practically shaking from nerves. “Now what?” He asked shyly.
“You know what.” She said seriously. “Use your hips to push it in, you know where.” They waited for a moment. “I'm ready.” She said with puppy eyes.
With butterflies in his stomach he pulled himself back and then pushed between her vulva. It was wet and hot, it felt nice even through the condom. He pushed, but stopped when it felt too tight. “It won't fit.” He said looking up in her eyes.
“It'll fit.” She said almost afraid. “Push it hard, it'll go in, just make it go in.” She said closing her eyes.
In spite of his nerves, he wanted sex, he set himself again and started to push. When he felt the tightness of her entrance, he started pushing even harder until her soft flesh started to stretch tightly around his tip.
“Hmmm!” Gretchen whimpered in pain.
“Gretchen?” He asked letting up, absolutely not wanting to hurt his friend.
“Don't stop!” She huffed in a whine. He started pushing again just hard enough to slowly move in. “Huhh! Himmm!” Gretchen whimpered as he pushed until his hips were right against hers. “Puhh! Hmmm! Oww. Oww. Mmm...” Gretchen quietly tried to compose herself, after the pain of having her hymen split and her muscles forcibly stretched.
“Gretchen, you wanna stop?”
“No! Leave it in!” She huffed and shook with her passion still intact. “Don't pull out! You're not my friend if you pull out!”
He could feel her, clenched tightly around him. Everything about her gentle folds felt wonderfully tight and hot. He wanted to move, but he held still, waiting for Gretchen to tell him she was ready.
Surprisingly it didn't take long for her to recover. “T.J., I'm okay.” “It's okay for you to move.” She said with moist eyes.
“I don't wanna hurt you.” He said with the concern of a true friend.
“It doesn't hurt that bad.” She assured with a smile. “I was just scared that's all.” He pulled his hips back and pushed gently against her. “Hmm.” She huffed. He couldn't tell if she was in pain or not. Wanting him to continue, she gave him a snotty smile fit for an Ashley. “Is that all you got?” He understood what she meant by the taunt and he slowly started to move back and forth. “Hmmm. Hahh. Huhh. Ummm.” With each thrust she made a sound. T.J. was enjoying the sounds, for some reason he wanted to hear her, even if she was in pain. He began to pull and push deeper and harder. “Huhhh.” Gretchen moaned trying to find her composure. At some point her inner muscles had relaxed and he was able to push all the way back and forth with firm thrusts, enjoying the squeeze she gave when he pushed. “T.J.... stay on top of me.” She panted pulling him down almost flat on her. “Keep rubbing your pelvis against mine.” She said grinding her hips against his. He didn't like the position, he couldn't push as deep into her as he wanted. But as she held him in her arms and looked at him with loving eyes, he wanted to make sure his friend enjoyed herself. He rested his head on her chest as he kept grinding and pushing against her. “Mmm...” She sighed as she enjoyed the constant grind of his sweaty pelvis, sliding back and forth against her clitoris. T.J. started to move himself in different ways, pushing to the left or right, then up and down, trying to make her squeeze him more. “Like that! Just like that!” She huffed as he found one of her sensitive spots. “Mmm! Hmm! Hah! Faster!” She sighed breathlessly. He started moving as fast as he could with her arms pinning him down on her. “Oh T.J.! Oh! Hmm!” He could feel her tensing up all over. She was squeezing her inner muscles as tight as she could. As her hot body hugged and squirmed against him, he could feel himself getting closer to an orgasm. He wanted desperately to push deeper into her hot, supple inner folds. “Hmmm! Ohhh! Hah! Hah!” Gretchen wrapped her legs around him as she began to shake with a powerful orgasm. “More! More!” She panted throwing her legs up and around him, the new position allowed him all the way inside her. He pushed in and out as deep as he could, finally getting to enjoy her hot supple depths, all around his rock hard member.
As her muscles pulsed and massaged him, he found himself brought up to his limit. “Gahh! Huhh! Hahh!” He pushed and pushed as he felt the strongest orgasm he had ever had, practically shake his whole body from his hips. “Huh, hah, muhh, hah...” His tired body went limp on Gretchen as his hips struggled to move his still pulsing member inside her. The two held each others hot body's gently as T.J. finally lay still, his urges completely satisfied.
“T.J..” Gretchen said stroking his hair.
“Yeah?” He said half aware.
“You gotta pull out before you go soft, then we can relax.” She told him warmly.
“Do I have to?” He asked looking at her.
“I'll get pregnant if you don't.” She smiled.
He looked away and hugged her tight, but after a moment he pulled out carefully. The two laid with each other as a breeze cooled their hot bodies and the sun started to set, turning the sky a beautiful orange.
After that day Gretchen and T.J. met constantly during the summer. They would work on her project, play naked in the water and have sex before they went home. Even though the two became very comfortable around each other, they were never very serious about each other. They both seemed to know what they did was a kind of secret game, between friends, just for fun.
“Aww, come on T.J., why do you an' Gretchen gotta do that boring algae stuff anyway?” T.J.'s tough friend Spinelli complained as she walked with him in the late afternoon.
“It's just for about an hour, then we can hang out.” T.J. assured.
“Why can't I come with you?” Spinelli asked in a huff.
“It's gonna be really boring and the only reason I go is because, I owe Gretchen a favor.” T.J. didn't want to tell her the truth. He knew Spinelli liked him and he worried she would take the things he did with Gretchen the wrong way. He wasn't sure if he cared about Spinelli as much as she cared about him, but he didn't want to do or say anything that could hurt her feelings. “I promise, the moment I'm done I'll come get you.” He said with a smile, giving her a side hug.
The small show of affection was enough to change her mood. “Alright, fine, I'll see you in an hour.” She sighed. “I'm gonna go see what Vince is doing.”
“I promise I'll be quick.” He said as the two went different ways. I guess I'm gonna have to skip going for a swim today. He thought as he made his way to his favorite place in the world.
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