Date: 22-08-2005
Comfort in the barn
I had the feeling as if I had to throw up. There I stood in the narrow hall with the toilets, totally sad. Tears came down from my cheeks. Through the small stripe between the two swinging doors I could see him dance with his new love, the bitch with her open blouse. One of her hanging tits came out of it. What was wrong with him? I had no more opportunity to think further. The doors swung open and Udo, my neighbour boy, bounced against me. "Hi", he said, and then he saw me cry: "He, what is it with you? Don't you feel well?" Three minutes later I was on his moped. Because of the noise of the motor we couldn't talk. He drove to the back of his house and opened the shed to park his moped. I was standing, lost in the opening of the door. He pulled me in, had his arm swung around my shoulder and asked me what was wrong with me. I told him everything. How I had met Herman and how I had fallen in love with him. How he had taken my innocence from me, more or less had forced me to suck him and how he had fucked me in the most awful positions. "And now he left me tonight, just like that, even laughed at me, the bastard." I leaned against the strong shoulders of Udo and whined. A long time he said nothing. Then he said softly: "Damn... bastard... I'm sorry." While he said that I felt his hand sliding down, touching my bum and slide in between. "Yes, I notice", I said sad, "is this your way of giving sympathy?" He didn't remove his hand. "No, of course not.... but I thought.... of course you are horny and you thought that you were going to get fucked this night in a great way. Because the other guy is with someone else now, you got to...eh" The hand squeezed, slid up and down, then stayed on the front side between my legs. I wasn't interested in Udo at all, I always liked him, but that was it. I was angry now that he abused the situation and misunderstood my feelings. But the hand went on, from my tits to my pussy, from my bum to my legs, and back. In one of the upward movements he lifted skirt up and felt my bare thighs. His hand was slipping into my panties from behind. Up front I could feel his excitement in his pants. That's how close we were together. I didn't want anything with him, but I couldn't resist. Without me wanting it I had his dick in my hands one moment later. At that time I was thinking: what a dick he has got... Read more in Seventeen
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