Title: The Hideout



It was nearly midnight as I plodded through the woods next to the old paper mill off of Highway 59. I had sneaked out of my house through the window in my room just an hour before. This is the place where I always went to calm myself and think.

I was walking down the path that my feet had eventually worn into the foliage on the ground. I could smell the pine as if that smell were intended just for me. All that my eye could see in all directions was the huge pine trees generously spaced throughout the forest and shrouded in darkness. The ground was cluttered with pine needles and the sky with stars.

I reached the clearing where I had erected a crude hut just six months ago. As I approached, I noticed that the plank that I used as a door was slightly cracked. I circled around to the other side toward the window as quietly as I could, fearing that some pot heads had found my retreat. I approached the window and peered inside.

I was caught totally off guard by what I saw. There was a girl of about eighteen years old lying on the mattress that I had stolen. Her clothes were scattered around the room randomly, and she was lying with her eyes open staring right at me. She was quite attractive with short brown hair and deep brown eyes. Her face had no visible flaws and her lips were thin and wet.

I noticed to my surprise that I was not embarrassed or frightened, but fascinated with her perfect hips and firm breasts. As she sat up slowly, and not out of surprise or fear, but curiosity, I noticed that I had become very erect.

She said to me in a perfectly comfortable voice, "Come in."

So, I obviously went around to the front and walked through the door. She was sitting on the bed with her thighs slightly parted, but not quite open enough for me. She stood up and walked over to me. She led me over to the bed and began to take off my button down shirt. I could feel the blood pumping through my very hard genital and I went into a daze.

She removed my shirt and went straight for the button of my pants. As she was unbuttoning them, I kicked off my shoes to avoid confusion. Then she unzipped my zipper and sat me down on the bed. She pulled my jeans off and cast them aside. My erection was creating a rather large bulge in my underwear. She reached for them and began pulling them off. As she got them past my penis, I felt the cool air caressing it and I longed to put it in her warm wet mouth.

She dropped my underwear on the floor and cupped my penis in her hand. A shiver ran up my spine as the touch of her cool fingers penetrated my awareness. She bent down and I noticed her extremely luscious hips. She put her tongue on the tip of my penis and I thought that I was going to yell out.

She slowly encased the tip of it in her mouth, encircling it with her lips. Her lips slid down it as her tongue pressed against me. She moved up and down, sucking firmly, and I felt the wetness of her saliva and the warmness of her tongue together. It was almost painful because the pleasure was so intense.

She continued slowly but smoothly for a minute or two with my hands running through her hair and my head thrown back into a position of ecstasy. Then she lifted her head off of my penis, cupping it in her hand again, and she kissed me square on the lips. I opened mine as she opened hers, but our tongues did not meet at first. I felt the wetness of her lips that had just been on my lower body now on my lips.

She kissed me like no other girl ever had. She closed and opened her mouth at just the right times, and she rubbed my penis at the same time. Then, as I opened my mouth again, our tongues met for a fleeting moment and withdrew. I extended my tongue again and she caressed it with hers. Our tongues did a bizarre dance together while she stroked my penis to the rhythm of our kiss.

My hands slid down her side as she rolled over on hers. I slid them around her legs to her inner thighs. She opened her legs and I caressed her pubic area with my fingers, making sure that I did not touch the clitoris. The urge to ram my fingers into her was very strong but I held off and just messaged her inner thighs with my fingers.

She was pulling on my penis faster now and her kisses were more intense. With no hint at all, I let my index finger slide over her lubricated clit. She gripped my back with her free hand and let out a slight moan. I messaged her clitoris, rubbing my finger up one side, down the other, up the center, and so on. She was pulling on my penis so fast now that I had to purposely concentrate on not having an orgasm.

I removed my hand and she removed hers as I slid down the bed to kiss her. I gripped her hips with my hands and began to lick her thighs right next to her opening. I licked in a semicircle just above her clit to the other side and then down her thigh. I then concentrated on teasing her clit, not quite touching it with my tongue.

She was running her hands through my hair and gripping my head firmly. She cried out in a soft but desperate voice, "Please!"

I would not give in. I caressed her labia with my tongue, but I did not touch her clit. Finally, as her grip on my head tightened, I went strait up her clit with my tongue. She let out a satisfied whimper as I began tonguing it. I licked with a firm tongue up one side, down the other, and up and down the middle. I formed patterns of the alphabet with my tongue.

Finally, after the taste of the juices had saturated my awareness for a while, I lifted my head up and returned to my position on top of her. I leaned on one arm and help my penis with the other. I guided it to her opening and touched it to her, being sure to miss the clit again. I used it to rub her and make her wish that I was in her. She was whispering, "Now... Now..." and I put it into her, but only about half an inch. I moved very slowly up and down, but only fractions of an inch.

She panted in a demanding voice, "Enter me, please! Please!" After a little more teasing, I quickly thrust and entered her. Her cavity was warm and slippery as I moved my hips up and down, meeting with her gyrating hips. I had to concentrate again on not reaching climax until I finally felt her hands grip my back, her thrusts speed up, her breath being held, and the muscles inside of her contracting on my penis. I finally released myself and I felt the come rushing out of me in almost violent pumps.

As we were both climaxing, I gripped her back so tightly that she let out a small yelp, and I felt her fingernails drawing blood from my back.

Then the tension was released from my body in a rush and I collapsed on the bed next to her. She collapsed also and we slept that night, arm in arm.

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