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The Cattail Girls
Date: 7/24/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 91, Source: xHamster
amazed at how sweet her voice sounded, high and melodious, with that same unidentifiable lilt that the older girl had. "Um..." I found myself stammering. "Jim... James..." "Good to meet you Jim James," the girl said, her voice both c***dish and regal at the same time. "No... no," I stammered again, "just 'James.'" "OK, James. Come swim with us!" I found myself strangely enamored with the young girl. There seemed to be something almost magical about her. "I think maybe I will!" And so your hero, Mr. James Henry Mackelby, actuary by day, lonely divorced beer drinking loser by night, forgot all about his concerns for the ladies' parents, for uncompromising situations, for society's and even his own personal mores, and pulled his shirt off and his pants off and jumped into the water in only his boxer shorts. The water was cool, which was good, because I needed some serious cooling down. But whatever benefit I might have hoped to derive from this coolness was quickly negated as the older girl ("Egeria" I believe she claimed her name was?), came swimming over. "We're naked, you know," she said. "You should be too." "I don't think that's a good idea." She smiled. "Cari's never seen a grown-up man naked before you know." She gave a little pout. "Are you going to deprive her of this chance?" "Cari... I like that nickname. Do you have a nickname, Egeria? "Jeanie. ... Eugene." "Jeanie, huh? Seems a little commonplace for someone named 'Egeria.'" I tried to give her a teasing grin. "I suppose." 'You're something else, Jeanie. So, I take it you have seen a grown-up before?" She smiled, sweet dimples on pale round cheeks. "Yeah. Lots." "Really?" "Yeah. I'm... It's not like I'm a virgin or anything. Now about those undies of yours..." The girl reached down and started pulling my boxers down. I helped her. Immediately, I felt cool fingers wrap around my cock. As if on autopilot, I reached down between her legs. Jesus Christ the girl's puss was hot and soaking wet! We both leaned our faces together and our mouths met and opened wide in a huge tongue-in-throat kiss. Not willing to let go of each other's sex parts or remove any tongues, we walked awkwardly to the shore, where she lay down on the sand, gripping my cock and pulling me down onto her and into her. Her body was unimaginably comforting. Warm, open, and unconditionally accepting; she was soft and full and giving. Within seconds my cock was slipping effortlessly in and out of her soaking wet pussy. At some point during our lovemaking, at some point while our bodies joined together inside her, I became convinced that she really was a river nymph. There could be no other possible explanation for the fact that I was making love with this beautiful girl, having hot wet sex with this teenager, right there on the shore in broad daylight. She had her arms and ...