The Story of my Lusted Beauty

by twisted29

The first time I layed eyes on her, I went wild. Her bright blue- green eyes, her cascading dark curly hair, those perfectly luscious red lips, all made her so stunning. She was petite, about 5'2 with a cute tiny frame and perfect curves to boot. When she spoke, I melted. I didn't know what to do; was I supposed to feel this way about a student I just met? This vision of vivacious beauty, only 15, is named Analise.

I couldn't help but glance over at her every chance I got in class. I know she noticed, because any time I would turn to look at her, I noticed her looking back at me with those sparkling eyes. She seemed depressed very often, but I loved the way she spoke in class with such nervousness or apprehension in her voice; it was so adorable. I always teased her about her little quirks and tried to cheer her up every once in a while. I was always afraid I would be to obvious and she would notice something. After a while she began to slowly get closer to me. She started asking me for help more frequently, and eventually, even coming to me for advice. Once I began to suspect that my feelings for her might have been returned, trying not to constantly look at her only became nearly impossible.

She was 17 when she graduated, and we were both devastated. She cried, and I rested her head on my shoulder while giving her a hug, which for a moment, seemed to be intimate more than friendly. I tried to convince myself that she only needed consoling from the pressures of moving on and that our relationship had nothing to do with it. But, I couldn't just let her go. I handed her my telephone number and address on a slip of paper and told her to look for me whenever she needed me, since I knew she was troubled. Summer approached and I received a phone call from Analise. I was absolutely elated. She needed some help in her final college process and asked if I wanted to meet up with her to help and maybe grab some lunch. I was of course, thrilled to see my beautiful princess once again after a month, but I never expected the relationship to go beyond where it stood. I suspected she might have had feelings for me, but I never knew whether it was true or just out of my own hopes.

One seemingly uneventful night in mid-july, at around 10pm, the doorbell rang. I went to answer it, and there stood my Analise, crying helplessly. She looked gorgeous as always; her hair was in big curls and she was wearing a tiny skirt and a tank top that her breasts seemed to enjoy peeking out of. I invited her in and sat her down on the couch. I asked her what was wrong and she almost couldn't contain herself. She told me she couldn't handle the pressure of going off to college and was worried that her emotional troubles would take control of her. I held her close to me with her head on my chest and told her everything would be alright. She sobbed slowly as she layed on me. I looked at her, and I couldn't help lifting her chin up and kissing those amazing lips. I lightly pressed up against them with mine and looked at her again after I did so. She seemed surprised, almost shocked, but held my head close to hers for me to kiss her again. After the first few, it began to get deeper and more intimate. She was holding onto me tightly and I put my hands around her little waist while slowly moving my tongue in between her lips and slipping my hands from her waist up under her shirt and rubbing her back. My guess, then, had been that my feelings for her were most definitely returned.

The kissing got intense, with me taking control. I was larger than her, so the slight dominance felt incredibly sexy. I picked her up in both arms and carried her over to my bed for more room. I laid her on the soft white sheets. I slipped her shirt up over her head and felt her breasts in my hands. She was rubbing my thighs with her hands. I wanted more; I wanted to make love to my baby. I reached up under her skirt and felt the bump of her pussy under her underwear. Slowly, I pulled the panties down and off around her ankles and proceeded to slip my fingers in between her legs. She was so hot and wet that it turned me on even more. As I played with her pretty pussy in between my fingers, I heard her let out a soft groan. She was grabbing my ass as I slipped one finger into her vagina, followed by another, and circled her clit with my index finger. She was moaning and groaning louder now, her perfect little face twinging as I thrusted inside her, making her little goddess-like body squirm. She moaned and said, "Denise! harder!" I thrusted harder into her while circling her clit faster and faster. She began whining and letting out soft screams, which eventually escalated into louder screams until her whole body shook and she yelled my name repeatedly while pulling me in to kiss me as she climaxed.

I held her and fondled her intimately. I held her face and ran my fingers over her lips while whispering "you're gorgeous" into her ear, making her giggle. I loved when she laughed. She grabbed onto me once again and made direct eye contact. "69 me; I want you". I maneuvered her little body around so that her legs were around my neck and my pussy was near her face. She took my panties off and explored me using her fingers first while I began licking and sucking her pussy lips. She then slipped her tongue in my slit and did the same. Soon enough we were both pleasuring each other mercilessly while moaning and holding onto one another. I made her cum first and she excreted her juices all down her pussy and legs. Eventually she made me cum too. I turned her back over to kiss her passionately and reached for the 10-inch vibrator in the night stand behind me. I showed it to her, but she looked frightened. "I-I'm a virgin.. I've never felt a penis inside me." Oh! My sweet baby had been so innocent! "Don't worry princess, I'll ease you into it." So I proceeded to slowly insert the dildo into her while she held onto me and whimpered the further I pushed it in. I rubbed on her clit to calm her down and once the dildo was about 6 inches in, I turned the vibrator on while rubbing her clit intently. She immediately went from slightly pained and frightened to sexually heightened and uninhibited. She screamed and whimpered louder and louder until she sprayed her cum all over me (3 times in one night; so impressive!). We cuddled for the rest of the night and she fell asleep in my arms.

She's off at college now, after what she told me was the best summer of her life. She told me she loved me and I obviously adored her to an undying extent. She calls me almost every day and I send her love messages all the time. She's coming to visit me during Thanksgiving break!