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Story title : LeAnn Rimes - A Bodyguard's Tale

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LeAnn Rimes - A Bodyguard's Tale (Mf-teen, celeb)
by El Diablo (eldiablo911@yahoo.com)

***

This story details the events leading up to (and 
including) consensual sex between a man and a young 
teenage girl. If such things offend you, delete this 
file right now!

PROLOGUE

I first came to work for LeAnn Rimes after the release 
of "Blue" - her first album. For me, the assignment was 
a welcome change; Having just been dumped by my fiancee, 
my personal life was a shambles. As well, I had a hard 
time getting over the suicide of a client - a promising 
musician from Seattle who helped define what has come to 
be known as "Grunge". The way I figured it, babysitting 
some fourteen-year-old country western singer would be a 
piece of cake.

I was right. LeAnn was like a breath of fresh air; She 
was pretty, friendly, outgoing, and an unpretentious 
girl who hadn't let her sudden celebrity status go to 
her head - not like the other primadonnas out there who 
believed their own publicity.

Even though LeAnn was technically my employer, I never 
called her "Miss Rimes" - she wouldn't stand for it. 
Instead, she insisted from the beginning that I call her 
LeAnn, and she always called me by my first name. Her 
family was no different; Like I said, technically they 
were my employers, and yet they treated me more as a 
friend than as paid help. I mean, on my birthday they 
had me over to their home for a barbecue, and then at 
least once a month they'd invite me into their home for 
a home-cooked meal. I admit, at first I was a little 
uncomfortable with all this familiarity, but as time 
went on I came to accept that this was just southern 
hospitality.

Looking back, I'd have to say that things began to 
change after Los Angeles:

LeAnn's sudden climb to fame attracted the attention of 
a movie producer in Hollywood, and when he approached 
her about possibly acting in a movie of her own she 
jumped at the chance. So LeAnn went to Los Angeles, 
accompanied by her mother (who was a combination of 
manager and chaperone) and I for her screen test. Of 
course, with her natural country-girl beauty, her girl-
next-door charm and her wide-eyed innocence she was an 
immediate hit with the producer. While the lawyers were 
tabling and offer, he asked, would LeAnn like to attend 
a party at his mansion, and meet other movie stars? Of 
course she would!

The party was typical Hollywood fare, and both LeAnn and 
her mother were more than a little dazzled by all the 
celebrities they got to rub elbows with. Both of them 
had a good time, and with all the security people on 
duty even I was able to relax and let down my guard - 
but only a little. I've spent my fair share of time with 
celebrities, and I don't dazzle easily.

The producer was the perfect host. He spent a lot of 
time with LeAnn, what with being attentive to her needs 
and personally introducing her to several movie stars. 
But he was a predator, and smooth - so smooth that LeAnn 
didn't notice that he was steering her outside and away 
from the crowd. And once he had her in an isolated part 
of the mansion's sprawling gardens, he tried to, ahem... 
force his attentions on her.

He hadn't counted on me, though. Despite my being 
occupied, LeAnn was never out of sight for more than a 
moment. When I noticed they were gone I started to look 
for them, and when I caught up with them I found him 
pinning her down on the ground and trying to hike up her 
dress, all the while a very frightened LeAnn was trying 
vainly to fight him off.

A cold rage came over me, and I was on him like a cat. 
Maybe if I hadn't been so friendly with LeAnn and her 
family I wouldn't have lost my temper, and I wouldn't 
have enjoyed knocking the greasy bastard across the 
garden as much as I did. After I'd sent him sprawling I 
did a stupid thing - I turned my back on him to check on 
LeAnn, and the next thing I knew he had drawn a small 
.380 automatic pistol.

I don't remember taking two hits in the shoulder, or my 
lunging at him and beating him senseless into the 
ground, or even it taking five security people to pull 
me off of him. I do remember waking up in a private 
clinic with both LeAnn and her mother at my bedside 
looking very worried.

Now, you're probably asking yourself "Why haven't I 
heard about this?" Right? Well, remember that this 
happened in Hollywood, and for every dirty little 
scandal that makes it into the tabloids, there's at 
least a hundred others that are successfully swept under 
the carpet by publicity people adept at damage control. 
So this little incident was no exception.

The producer and his lawyers were anxious to avoid all 
the bad publicity, so they offered LeAnn an apology and 
$300,000 in exchange for her silence. She didn't want 
the money, and was ready to go public until the son-of-
a-bitch's lawyers reminded her that her name would also 
be smeared in the tabloids. Reluctantly, she took his 
money, but wanted nothing more to do with Hollywood 
after that (you probably know that eventually she did 
make a TV movie with one of the major networks, but only 
because it was produced by her parents).

As for me, I knew from experience just how vicious the 
tabloids could be, and I had no wish to put LeAnn 
through that. So I also accepted $100,000 in return for 
my silence (I offered to give up the money in exchange 
for five minutes alone with the producer in a locked 
room, but regrettably my counter-offer was refused). I 
didn't need the money, but I only took it because after 
losing $300,000, the extra $100,000 he had to give me 
hurt him financially. I didn't keep it though. It was 
blood money, and blood money should be put to an 
honorable use, so I opened a bank account in LeAnn's 
name. Fame could be fleeting, and fortune even more so, 
and if LeAnn's star ever fell, well, at least she'd have 
a decent little nest egg to use for college.

My relationship with both LeAnn and her family became 
deeper, more personal after that. Her family was so 
grateful that they practically adopted me after the 
incident, and in spite of my protests moved me into 
their home for the duration of my recovery as they 
nursed me back to health. As for LeAnn, she rarely left 
my side, and while I was staying there I'd often wake up 
in the middle of the night to find her sitting on the 
chair next to my bed, watching me. But as time went on 
and the bad memories faded she began to smile again, and 
even flirtatiously referred to me as her knight in 
shining armor. Had I been a vain man, I would've assumed 
that she had a crush on me, but instead I chalked it up 
to my involvement in her "rescue". As well, I think she 
was afraid I was going to leave - even though the 
general public never found out about the incident in Los 
Angeles, it was common knowledge among everyone who had 
been at the party, and the first week back I received 
over twenty-three job offers from celebrities who had 
been there when it happened. What's more, there were 
times when LeAnn's defenses would slip a little, and I'd 
see a side of her that not even her parents ever saw; 
That of a scared little girl pretending to have 
confidence as she tried to move in an adult world. I 
felt honored that she trusted me enough to expose this 
vulnerability to me, and it only made me more fiercely 
protective of her. I know, I should've maintained a more 
professional perspective, but LeAnn and I got to be very 
close.


*** CHAPTER 1 ***

It happened during a trip to Florida; The Disneyworld 
concert had received a lot of advance publicity, and 
somehow even the band's travel itinerary ended up being 
posted on the internet, so it was common knowledge as to 
when the tour bus would arrive there. We were all 
concerned about the security leak, but I came up with an 
idea; Rather than scrap the whole thing and reschedule, 
LeAnn, a chaperone and I would secretly drive down to 
Florida three days early, and let the tour bus with the 
rest of the band arrive when it was supposed to. This 
way, not only would we avoid the crush of fans waiting 
and keeping watch, but because the hectic pace of 
touring was taking it's toll on LeAnn she would get a 
few days rest before the concert, and if I had any say 
in the matter she'd get to see Disneyworld as well. Both 
her parents liked that idea, but with one small change 
in it - it would only be LeAnn and myself driving to 
Florida; Her folks had never had a real honeymoon in all 
the years they'd been married, so they were going to 
have one now. And as far as they were concerned, having 
me there with her was the same as having any other 
member of the family with her - that's how much they 
trusted me.

LeAnn slept in the back seat of our rental car most of 
the way down, and when we arrived in Florida it was 
under cover of night. I found a motel that specialized 
in cabins, and rented a two-bedroom cabin under an 
assumed name. After carrying her tiny little sleeping 
form into the cabin I gently laid her down on one of the 
beds, removed her shoes and covered her with a blanket. 
Then I called her parents to let them know we had 
arrived safely, and where we could be reached until the 
concert. After the long drive I was exhausted as well, 
so I didn't even bother to undress before crawling onto 
my bed and falling asleep.

Next morning we each felt a lot better, and ready to do 
some sight-seeing. I had come prepared with a makeup 
kit, a few wigs and some dark sunglasses, and after a 
half an hour LeAnn stood before me, a completely 
different person. Now she could see Disneyworld without 
being mobbed by hundreds of fans. The disguise worked 
very well - nobody gave us a second glance, and free 
from the worry of being recognized LeAnn relaxed and 
actually enjoyed herself. They say it's impossible to 
see all of Disneyworld in just one day, but we came 
close.

We had planned on staying for the fireworks, but LeAnn 
was feeling a little tired so we decided to call it a 
day. Back at the cabin we gorged ourselves on takeout 
pizza, and I sat and listened with a smile as she 
relived the day's activities. Even though she was tired, 
she still had this glow in her face, and an animated 
spirit that I found beguiling. I guess I should've 
recognized this as a warning sign; Up till now I had 
never ever been alone with LeAnn - there had always been 
her father, mother, or someone else around that kept me 
from noticing, I mean REALLY noticing that she was a 
beautiful young woman. And now here I was, less than an 
arm's reach from LeAnn, and a million miles away from 
her parents - parents who had entrusted me with their 
daughter's safety, I reminded myself.

Finally, LeAnn announced that she was tired, and that 
she was going to take a shower before bed. Being a 
native New Yorker and not used to the Florida heat I had 
planned on doing the same, but hey, ladies first, I 
thought.

I stacked up the pillows at the head of my bed, and 
tried to read while I was waiting. I heard her start the 
shower, and when I heard the rhythm of the water change 
I knew she was inside. I've got a pretty good 
imagination, and again, because her parents weren't 
around I fleetingly pictured her naked in the shower, 
and immediately felt a stirring between my legs, 
reminding me that it had been a long time since I'd 
enjoyed a woman's company. Ashamed of myself, I 
immediately pushed those thoughts out of my mind and 
tried to concentrate on my reading.

Finally the shower stopped, and a few minutes later 
LeAnn came over to my room, wearing a nightgown that 
although was very conservative, still managed to cling 
to her slightly damp body. She announced that she was 
finished, and to say goodnight, and it was all I could 
do to keep from staring at the way the nightgown hugged 
every curve of her body. It was more for that reason 
than LeAnn's using up of all the hot water that I took a 
cold shower that night.

When I was done in the shower I threw on a pair of sleep 
pants (no shirt - as I said, it was too damned hot! And 
I was too used to sleeping in the nude), checked all the 
locks one last time, and looked in on LeAnn, who by now 
was asleep and snoring softly. With everything secure I 
turned off the lights, and because of the Florida heat 
stayed on top of the covers and fell asleep.


*** CHAPTER 2 ***


It must've been an hour later that I woke up - outside 
there were flashes of lightning, followed by loud 
rumblings of thunder. Over the noises of the storm I 
could hear bare feet hitting the floor next door in 
LeAnn's room, and softly padding towards my room. A 
moment later she was standing by my bed.

"Are you awake?" She asked softly, almost hesitantly.

"Been awake for the last ten minutes," I answered 
reassuringly "what's up?"

There was a long pause, then a deep breath "I'm scared 
of the thunder." She answered, then "Can I stay here 
with you tonight?"

I was stunned by what I thought she was suggesting, but 
then I realized from the tone of her voice that she 
really was scared - and that it was only me projecting 
some forbidden fantasy onto the situation. But before I 
could answer there was another loud clap of thunder, and 
LeAnn yelped in fear and climbed onto the bed next to 
me, pushing me off the spot I had warmed up with my 
body. Pulling my arm straight out to the side she 
nestled in under it, her back pressed right up against 
my side as she used my arm and shoulder as a pillow. 
Then she sighed contentedly and fell asleep.

What I should've been thinking was that this was wrong, 
and I should wake her up and send her back to her own 
bed. Instead, all I could think of was how firm her 
little ass was, pressed up against me. It didn't take 
very long for me to get another woody thinking of it, 
but still, I was determined that it would go no further. 
I was pretty sure that I wasn't going to get very much 
sleep, either.

Believe it or not, my hard-on subsided enough for me to 
actually doze off, but sleep was short-lived; LeAnn was 
a restless sleeper, and about an hour later she had 
turned over, threw an arm over my chest, one leg over 
mine, and nuzzled her face in my neck. I was raging hard 
again, and I flinched at how close she had come to 
touching my stiffy in her sleep.

I guess she must've felt me tense up, because she woke 
up and looked at me dreamily with a questioning look on 
her face. Then looking down she spotted my erection - 
unmistakable even through my sleep pants - before I 
could make a move to hide it.

I was sure I was a dead man. Any minute now she's going 
to run out of here screaming, and I'm going to get 
fired, possibly arrested, and very likely killed when 
her parents find out.

But none of that happened. She just stared at it, and 
then giggled. Looking back up at me she asked "Did I do 
that?"

I started to apologize profusely and tried to turn away, 
hoping I could still salvage the situation - and my 
dignity. LeAnn kept me pinned down, however, and 
whispered "Let me see it - I won't tell anyone! Please?"

I was already in enough trouble, and didn't want to get 
in any deeper "LeAnn," I answered hoarsely "We shouldn't 
be doing this-"

By now LeAnn was slowly, lightly brushing her fingertips 
on my stomach, just above the waistband of my pants. I'm 
sure that she instinctively knew the effect it was 
having on me. "Do you want me to stop?" There was a 
mischievous glint in her eyes.

Maybe if some of the blood had been reaching my brain 
instead of rushing below my waist I would've been able 
to reason with her about why this was wrong, but instead 
I was struck dumb. LeAnn took my silence to be approval, 
and she slid her hand under my waistband and pulled my 
pants down and off. In doing so her hand brushed up 
against my naked prick, causing it to jump. This made 
her giggle again.

Free of the constraints of the sleep pants, my erection 
stood straight up, clearly visible in the moonlight. 
LeAnn never took her eyes off of it, and I'm sure I felt 
her breathing quicken and her body push a little closer 
up against mine. On impulse, she reached out with and 
touched the shaft. My soft moans only encouraged her, 
and she wrapped her tiny little hand around it and began 
lightly stroking it.

We had reached the point of no return, and we both knew 
it. Reluctantly I pulled her up and away from my pecker, 
and taking that beautiful, expectant face in my hands, I 
kissed her. It was like a pleasant electric shock when 
our lips' met. She shuddered, and then kissed me back.

I could easily tell from her technique that she had very 
little experience kissing anybody - none if you discount 
her family - because her kisses were little more than 
lip-to-lip pecks. I decided that teaching her a few 
things was in order, so while I was gently caressing her 
face and kissing her I parted my lips slightly and gave 
her a light flick of my tongue across her lips.

She jumped back as if she'd been bitten, and for a 
moment I thought I'd blown it by moving too far too 
fast. Her eyes were enflamed, though, and after a 
seconds' hesitation she lunged at me. Grabbing my head 
and kissing me harder all the while alternating between 
forcing her tongue into my mouth, and sucking hungrily 
on mine.

By now she was on top and straddling me, and her 
breathing became quicker as she instinctively began 
grinding herself against me. She had no idea as to how 
to pace herself, and I knew that if we continued at this 
rate she'd climax quickly. I didn't want that; For her 
first time, I wanted her to have a long, drawn-out 
session of love-making - extra heavy on the foreplay. 
So, breaking off the kiss I rolled the two of us over so 
that I was on top, and lifted myself off her body.

Lying under me on the bed, LeAnn had a wild, slightly 
confused look in her eyes as she looked up at me 
questioningly. Taking her hands and gently pulling her 
up into a sitting position, I slipped my hand under her 
nightgown I slowly, teasingly lifted it over her head, 
and with a flourish tossed it on the floor.
There she was, completely naked and waiting nervously, 
expectantly, only inches away from me. I reached out 
with both hands, lightly stroked her shoulders with my 
fingertips, and slowly worked my way down till I reached 
the most beautiful little breasts that I had ever seen. 
"My god, you're beautiful!" I whispered huskily. Her 
only response was a tiny whimper of pleasure.

Lightly I traced my fingertips along the curves of her 
small, firm breasts, making circling motions till I came 
to her by-now hardened nipples. LeAnn shuddered again, 
enjoying the sensations she was feeling. Lowering my 
head as if in worship I started kissing them - first the 
right one, then the left. LeAnn only moaned and put her 
hands around my head as I started sucking on those 
perfect little nipples.

It was time to heat things up some more! Reluctantly I 
stopped, and left those beautiful breasts where I had 
found them. Instead, I slowly began kissing my way down 
her body, and by the time I had reached her belly she 
was moving and arching her pelvis against me in an 
effort to get her pussy to make contact with any part of 
my body. I lingered along her hips, and the insides of 
her thighs, prolonging the tension for as long as I 
dared.

The scent of her sex was strong, intoxicating, and 
except for a little tuft of downy blond hair at the top 
of her slit she was bald as a baby - the lips of her 
smooth little pussy were turgid, pink and parted 
slightly in arousal, with a faint glistening of wetness 
that was driving me crazy! It was the most beautiful 
thing I've ever seen!

We had both had enough of waiting! Lowering my head to 
her, I delicately flicked my tongue into her sweet 
little crack - and believe me, it was sweet! She arched 
her back and gave a little yell of pleasure, and 
grabbing my head roughly with both hands pulled me down 
farther into her nether regions, as if she were trying 
to fit my whole head inside of her!

I was more than willing to oblige! Sticking my tongue as 
far as it could go inside her tight little hole, I moved 
it around inside her, even making contact with her 
cherry.

"Uhhh!!" Then "Oh God that feels good!" She panted. By 
now she had her slim, strong legs wrapped around my 
shoulders as she was humping my face.

She was breathing harder now "Don't stop! Oh please 
don't stop!" she hissed as I put more pressure on her 
with my mouth. I was going to stop - I wanted to stop, 
because I wanted her first woman's orgasm to be with a 
body-part other than my tongue inside her. But, she was 
enjoying herself, and so was I. So we continued on that 
way, figuring we had all night.

I drew out the cunnilingus slowly with her, not only so 
that she would get as much pleasure as possible, but 
because she tasted exquisite! I'm not a big fan of 
pussy-eating (even though I've been told I'm good at 
it), but whenever I was with a woman I would do it 
because my partner's pleasure meant a lot to me. 

With LeAnn however it was different - she was different. 
She was tart, sweet, light and heady, all at the same 
time! I don't know if all teenaged girls tasted this 
way, or if it was only her, but I could've stayed 
between her legs forever - that's how incredible her 
essence was. So I continued on where I was, slowing down 
and changing the rhythm if she got too close to coming, 
and speeding up and alternating the rhythm again just to 
keep her excitement level high and fresh. It didn't feel 
like that much time had passed, but later on I'd 
discover I'd been down there over forty-five minutes!

Eventually she'd reached her limit "Please," she begged 
"Make me come! I want to come!" and grabbing my head 
even harder and pushing her mound against my face she 
was rubbing herself against me furiously in an effort to 
push herself over the edge. I took pity on her and moved 
in time to her movements.

"OH GOD! YESSS!!" She screamed as she came with orgasm 
after orgasm I counted at least four before she 
collapsed back on the bed, panting heavily, and released 
my head.

Spent and breathing hard, LeAnn lay there for a long 
time, a faint sheen of sweat on her perfect little body 
glistening in the moonlight. I raised myself back up so 
that I was over her. I wanted desperately to kiss her 
once again, but I wasn't sure how she would react to the 
taste of her own juices. So all I did was hold her and 
stroke her hair, all the while telling her that she was 
the most beautiful woman in the world. LeAnn could only 
sob in pleasure as she held onto me tightly.

Finally, after a long time she looked up, and taking my 
face in both of her delicate little hands she kissed me 
- long and hard. Mmm," she said "Is that how I taste?"

I smiled and kissed her back. At this point my hard-on 
twitched in complaint at being neglected.

"Oh," she said, looking down as it brushed up against 
her. LeAnn sat up, smoothed her mussed up hair, and 
smiling she looked back at me "I'm sorry, I didn't mean 
to forget about you." And with that she lowered her head 
to my groin.

I stopped her "It's alright," I answered, pulling her 
back up and kissing her "You don't have to do that!" 
True, I was going to have a nasty case of blueballs if I 
didn't get some relief, but I didn't want her to feel 
she was obligated to perform oral sex just because I'd 
done the same for her, especially since this was her 
first time with a man.

She pushed me back on the bed, gave my cheek a little 
lick and said "I know I don't have to... I want to!" And 
with a wicked grin she lowered her head to my groin.

I felt her hot breath on me long before her hot, wet 
little mouth engulfed me, and yet still I gasped when it 
happened. I was only in her mouth for a second, when she 
pulled off of me, and licked my balls, popping each one 
into her mouth. 

Then LeAnn was back on my dick; She alternated between 
licking, kissing and sucking until she had found a 
rhythm that was driving me crazy. While doing that, she 
reached up with both her hands, sliding them up my body 
as she began playing with the hair on my chest, and 
fondling my nipples. I couldn't figure out how one so 
young and inexperienced could at the same time be so 
damned good - maybe she was just a natural-born 
cocksucker. I moaned in pleasure, and LeAnn made little 
noises in her throat that I took to be giggles in 
response to the enjoyment I was getting from her 
ministrations.

"Uhhh! Oh Jesus!" I moaned. It had been a long time 
since any woman had made me feel this good.

Twice I came close to shooting my load when she fondled 
my ass cheeks - her fingertips deliriously close to the 
sensitive area between my balls and anus. She was 
taunting me, bringing me close to the edge just as I had 
done for her, and then backing off before I could come.

It didn't last too long. I held out for as long as I 
could, but finally I realized that I was going to come, 
and come hard! I tried to warn her, tried to pull out so 
that I wouldn't disgust her by coming in her mouth 
"Better stop," I gasped between breaths "I'm coming!" 
But her only response was to hold onto me so that I 
couldn't pull out, and suck harder.

"Huhhh!!"

Lost beyond any hope of stopping, I exploded in her 
mouth! The force of it caught her off guard, but she 
recovered quickly and kept her mouth on me, sucking and 
swallowing until I had nothing left to ejaculate.

Now it was my turn to collapse back on the bed, panting 
heavily as if I had just finished running a marathon. As 
I lay there trying to catch my breath, LeAnn cradled my 
now-limp member in both hands, and planted a kiss on the 
head. Then she giggled and climbed back on top of me, 
straddling me so that we were face-to-face once again. 
We shared a long, passionate kiss, and then she put her 
head on my chest "I can hear your heart beating." she 
murmured contentedly...


*** CHAPTER 3 ***


"And where," I asked musingly "Did you learn to do 
that?"

We had spent the last two hours since my own thundering 
climax in each others arms, both touching and being 
touched by each other in the tangle our bodies made on 
the bed. I couldn't get enough of this little nymph's 
silky smooth skin, and running my hands and lips over 
her deliciously firm young body only made me want her 
more. As for LeAnn, she was purring like a kitten under 
my gentle touch.

"Learn to do what?" She asked back innocently.

I smiled. The little minx was being coy, waiting for me 
to come right out and say it. "You know, the oral sex. 
For a virgin you sure seemed to know what you were 
doing."

LeAnn blushed "oh, THAT." She answered, and then looked 
up - expectantly, hoping for my approval "Did you... you 
know, like it?"

"Hon," I chuckled "I may not be able to walk tomorrow!"

LeAnn giggled again. Then, "Well, last year when I was 
still going to a regular school one of my friends told 
us about a video that she'd found in her dad's closet. 
She told us what was on it, but none of us believed it, 
so one day after school a bunch of us went back to her 
place when her parents weren't home and she played the 
tape for us."

I smiled at this. Somehow, I couldn't imagine sweet 
little LeAnn Rimes watching a porno, but I let her 
continue.

"I couldn't believe that people were actually doing that 
in front of a camera!" She continued "When the man and 
woman in the video got to the part where, you know... 
everybody thought that was gross. I guess at the time, I 
did too. But it looked like they really enjoyed doing 
it. Anyway," She said, finishing "There was a lot of, 
well... THAT going on, so I guess I remembered some of 
it." There was a moments pause, then "You know, they did 
OTHER things in that movie, too." Here she blushed 
again.

I had to laugh. An hour earlier she had been ready and 
raring to go another round, but I had to beg off and 
convince her to allow me a little more time to rest. 
It's great to be young, and to be able to catch your 
second wind as easily as LeAnn could. But I figured that 
since I was at least twice her age I should be allowed 
twice as much time to rest.

Now I was ready. I reached for her, and pulling her 
close to me I kissed her, slowly, tantalizingly. LeAnn 
didn't hesitate or hold back - she returned my kisses as 
she wrapped her arms around my neck, and opened her legs 
so that our bodies could get closer together. Lightly I 
traced my fingers down either side of her body and felt 
her quiver, partly in response to my stroking, and 
partly in anticipation of delights to come.

Gently I lowered her back onto the bed, all the while 
kissing her. I ran my hand up the insides of her thighs, 
and when I got to her "V" found she was already moist 
with excitement. One last kiss, and again my lips and 
tongue were working their way down her body. Already she 
was breathing harder, and moving in time underneath me.

When my mouth got to her sweet little puss she reached 
for my head with both hands - just as she had two hours 
earlier. This time, however, I had other plans. Last 
time, my going down on her had been the main event, but 
this time it would be as a prelude to something more. 
Remember, she was still very inexperienced, with no 
notion of pacing herself and prolonging the experience 
to get the most pleasure out of it. Therefore I had to 
take control, or otherwise she'd just grind away into a 
too-quick orgasm. So before she could get a grip on my 
head, I reached up and trapped each of her hands in each 
of mine.

She made a little noise of frustration over not being 
able to guide my movements, but I wasn't backing down. 
Just like last time I flicked at her tiny little bud of 
a clitoris with my tongue, and felt her arch her hips up 
to meet me. But instead of giving her the contact she 
desperately wanted I instead moved my mouth away, 
kissing the insides of her thighs instead.

"Ohhh..."

I almost felt guilty for teasing her this way, but I was 
sure that afterwards she'd probably thank me for taking 
it slow.

"Please, please, oohhh..." she moaned and writhed as I 
made another pass over her little slice of heaven.

It got to be a long, drawn-out game of tag - I'd make 
brief, darting tongue contact with her little puss, and 
because her hands were restrained she'd try to get more 
of it my moving her hips around after my mouth. If she 
got too rough, I'd give her a little warning bite on the 
insides of her creamy smooth thighs, but this only 
seemed to arouse her more. LeAnn's breathing became yet 
faster, the sweet scent of her sex increased as she 
became more aroused, and her moving around became more 
and more frenzied.

"Oh God! I can't take much more of this!" She almost 
screamed.

She was ready, and so was I. I let both her hands go, 
and quickly lifted myself from between her legs before 
she could grab my head again. Moving up between her legs 
so that we were groin-to-groin, I took my stiff member 
in one hand and ran it along her swollen, parted crack. 
The wet feel of it against my dick almost made me come 
right then and there! LeAnn's hips only arched upwards 
in response. Looking down, I stole a glance at her, and 
in her eyes saw something I'd never seen before - wild, 
animal lust. I hoped I would be able to tame it.

Placing my penis at her entrance I pushed slightly as it 
disappeared inside her. Both LeAnn and I gasped in 
pleasure - she was so incredibly tight, yet so silky 
smooth inside! It was a wonderful feeling, and I slowly 
pushed in a little deeper till I came to her hymen.

I've broken in a few virgins in my time, and I've always 
tried to be gentle - slowly pushing and stretching my 
way through the cherry, instead of the brutal one-hard-
thrust-and-it's-popped approach. That's what I was 
trying to do with LeAnn that night, but I had 
underestimated just how highly aroused she was. She gave 
a grunt - part impatience, part passion, grabbed my hips 
with both hands and pulled herself up onto me, impaling 
herself on my erection!

I felt her cherry pop as I hilted her. LeAnn just gasped 
and froze for a second - the longest second of my life. 
Then she relaxed, smiled to let me know everything was 
okay, and began moving in rhythm under me as I started 
pumping in and out of her, slowly. Taking her hands off 
my hips and putting them around my neck she wrapped her 
legs around me tightly, while her eager young tongue 
found its way into my mouth.

"Mmmm!" She groaned "That feels so good!"

It didn't take long before I could feel my own climax 
building up, but I wanted to make sure LeAnn came first. 
Rolling over so that she was on top, I fondled and 
lifted her sweet little behind so that I pulled out of 
her a bit. She twisted her butt out of my grip, and 
ground her mons against me so that I was again fully 
inside her. Again I fondled and lifted her bum so I 
would pull out of her, and this time she figured out 
that I wanted her to take a more active role in her own 
orgasm. While I played with her pert little titties, 
LeAnn began moving her hips up and down on me, obviously 
enjoying herself.

LeAnn was breathing harder, and the rhythm of her hips 
increased as she kept pumping faster and faster. She was 
quickly approaching orgasm, and so was I. I let my hands 
roam all over her sweet little cheeks, and on impulse 
reached up, wet one of my fingers with my own saliva, 
and started to play with her asshole.
She gasped at this invasion of her backdoor, but then 
started pumping with longer strides, trying to get more 
of my finger in her ass as well as my dick in her pussy! 
I pushed a little more with my finger until it was 
buried in her up to a knuckle.

And that was all it took!

"Ohhh yes!! I'm coming! I'm comiiing!" She screamed 
again and again. I could only grunt like a caveman as my 
own load spewed inside her, her internal muscles 
fluttering wildly, contracting around my cock as she 
experienced another multiple orgasm! Then with a final 
gasp she collapsed on top of me, both of us panting 
heavily, and holding tightly onto each other.

At that point, nothing else existed, nothing else 
mattered. LeAnn was crying tears of pleasure, and I held 
her lovingly as her hot tears splattered on my chest. I 
didn't mind, though; We were happy, and if we weren't 
the happiest people on Earth, then we were pretty damned 
close.

After a few minutes our breathing returned to normal, 
but still we just lay like that for a long time, just 
holding each other. Finally, LeAnn softly said "I knew 
that it would be you."

"Hmm?" I replied, stroking her hair.

I knew that it would be you, that you'd be my first" she 
answered "Ever since that night in Los Angeles, when you 
came to my rescue."

I didn't answer. She never talked about what happened in 
LA, and I never pushed it. I figured that LeAnn herself 
would decide if and when it was time to bring it up.

"I knew that it would be you." She said a third time "I 
hoped that it would be you... my knight in shining 
armor!" With that she kissed me one last time and 
drifted off to sleep.

We lay there like that for a long time, with her 
sleeping and me gently stroking her back and hair. My 
body was at peace, but my mind was racing with the 
enormity of what we had done. True, I hadn't wanted to 
take advantage of this innocent young girl, and she had 
wanted this as badly as I had. But I had been raised as 
a gentleman, and no matter how I could try to 
rationalize it I had to accept the fact that I was 
morally responsible for what had happened - not to 
mention legally responsible. But I was spent, tired, and 
I knew I wouldn't be able to resolve this tonight. The 
last thing I remember before falling asleep was how 
beautiful LeAnn looked lying on top of me...


EPILOGUE

That was five months ago, and LeAnn and I are still 
together, if only in secret. It hasn't been easy, 
keeping something like this from her family and the 
media. We've had to pick and choose our moments together 
very carefully, usually when we're away on tour, and 
always with the threat of her public humiliation - and 
me going to jail - hanging over us like a sword. But I 
think that's what makes our times together all the more 
intense.

As I sit here writing this, I steal a glance at LeAnn, 
sleeping peacefully in bed, and all I can think of is 
that I'm very much in love with her. I don't know how 
long we can continue on this way, but I do know that 
once she turns eighteen we won't have to hide any more. 
What will happen then? I don't know. They say fortune 
favors the brave; I don't consider myself to be a brave 
man, but I know that she's worth the risk.

Fin   

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of 
the hands of children. They should be outside playing 
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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