The Ride

It was around four when the teacher’s meeting finally let out, and I felt nearly as happy to be leaving school that day as most of my students. I had checked my planner that morning and been very happy to find that I finally had a free weekend all to myself. It had been a while since I had gone out and even longer since I had gotten laid. Despite it being a cold, rainy Friday, I was sure that it was going to be great night. I just didn’t know how great it could be.

With my umbrella shielding me from the rain, I cut through the courtyard and around the library. That’s when I saw Catherine, one of my favorite ninth grade students, sitting on a bench reading under the covered walkway.

Catherine was a very mature fifteen-year-old girl, and I had developed a kind of secret crush on her, nothing I wanted to pursue, just a sort of innocent crush. She was tall, standing about five-six with shoulder-length brown hair and a nice, athletic body. She always wore conservative clothing and I couldn’t help wondering what she looked like under her sweaters sometimes. What I really liked about her the most was how intelligent and interesting she was for her young age. She was the kind of girl who I often wished were just a few years older.

I walked towards her wondering why she was still at school and in such poor weather. “What are you still doing here Catherine? It’s Friday, go home.”

Catherine looked up with a very cute smile and said, “I’m waiting out the rain. I got walk home today because my parents are out of town.” I looked at her hoping she was joking. There had been at least a constant drizzle for two days, and it didn’t seem to be letting up at all.

“Come on, I’ll give you ride. You’re going to catch pneumonia out here, and I don’t want you missing my class,” I said with chuckle.

Catherine stood with a relieved smile and asked, “Are you sure you don’t mind?”

“No problem at all,” I said, “you can even share my umbrella.” With that we made our way to my car. We had been talking casually about the book she was reading and the weather for a few minutes when I asked where her parents were.

“They had to go out of town for a relative’s funeral. They’ll probably be gone until tomorrow,” she said. I felt bad that such a beautiful, intelligent, young girl had nothing better to do on a Friday than read. When we got to her house she asked, “You want to come in? I could make coffee or something.”

I looked at my watch, and knowing that there was no reason going out earlier than eight or nine, I figured I had a few hours to spare and agreed to come in. Catherine lived in a quaint, two-story house in a quiet neighborhood. I followed her into the house taking a nice, long look at her cute little butt in her jeans. When we were inside she said she wanted to change her clothes, and I offered to make the coffee. I went into the kitchen to prepare it trying not to think about the fact that a very beautiful, very young girl was upstairs naked.

After a few minutes she returned looking almost like a different person. She had shed the conservative sweater and jeans for a very sexy, black dress and seemed to be wearing some make-up. She looked gorgeous, and I finally got a clear picture of what her body really looked like. She had an average chest, thin waist, and long, sexy legs. I couldn’t help wondering if maybe she had a little crush on me too and decided to play along with her in hopes it might help her self-confidence and help her make some friends.

“Wow, Catherine, you look beautiful,” I said eyeing her up down. “But what else is new,” I added. She blushed with a cute smile and said thanks. I poured the coffee and we went into the living room. I sat down in an old armchair, and Catherine sat down on the couch giving me a good a view of her body. We talked about school, her family, her future plans, and laughed and joked as we sipped our coffee. We were both having such a good time that I was starting to wonder if I might have more fun hanging out with Catherine than going out that night. I decided to play it by ear, and was very pleased when Catherine asked me to stay for dinner.

“I don’t want to impose,” I said trying to sound natural.

“No, don’t worry about it. I hate being alone in this house. I’d really like it if you stayed,” She said with a look I couldn’t resist.

I figured I could always go out tomorrow night, and I really did want to hang out with her. “Well, if you really want me to stay, then sure,” I said.

“Great,” She said beaming. “You like spaghetti?”

“I love spaghetti,” I said. We went into the kitchen and began preparing the meal. Catherine worked on the sauce and noodles while I made garlic bread. I went into the dining room and set the table and saw a CD player and a couple CDs. I found a CD of mostly romantic instrumental music from the forties and fifties and decided to play it. I began to wonder what I was really doing here, but before I could answer my own question, Catherine came in and said that dinner was ready.

As we sat down to dinner, I couldn’t help but wish that she were just a few years older and not one of my students. We talked and ate for a long time, and I had forgotten all about going out. After we finished eating Catherine asked shyly, “Do you want a dance? I really like this song.”

I tried to say no, but she was just too beautiful, and I couldn’t resist being that close to her. “I’d love to dance.” There was awkward few moments as we embraced for the first time, but we finally got into a good motion. I had my hands on her little waist, and she had her arms wrapped around my neck as we swayed back and forth. It felt so great to be so close to her, and I found myself lost her emerald eyes. After a while she leaned into me and put her head on my shoulder. I leaned in a little to smell her pretty, brown hair and was taken in by her sweet scent.

As the song came to an end, we did not stop dancing. “This is really nice,” Catherine said looking up at me with a very innocent look. I could feel myself getting aroused, and could no longer resist. It had been too long since I had been this close to a girl like Catherine, and I leaned down and gave her soft kiss. I was surprised when she kissed back with soft, gentle, inexperienced lips.

When I finished kissing her, she looked up at me with a very sweet smile. “Do you want to do this,” I said barely able to muster a whisper. I was no longer in control of my passion.

“More than you’ll ever know, Mr. Frost,” Catherine said. I picked her up like a newlywed carrying his bride across the threshold, and she directed me upstairs. I gave her gentle, teasing kisses all the way up the stairs and into her parents’ bedroom. I gently laid her down on the big bed in the center of the room and took off my shirt. She looked at me with a very innocent passion, and my cock began to push hard against my khakis.

I got onto the bed with her and began passionately kissing her young lips. Our tongues met for the first time and a surge of energy ran through me. Our hands explored each other’s bodies, and we kissed fiercely. I began kissing her face and down her neck as I pushed her dress up over her thighs. I ran my hands up and down the undersides of her calves feeling her soft, delicate skin. I sat up and put both hands up under her skirt to pull her panties down. She raised off the bed just enough to get them over her butt, and I slowly pulled them down her long, gorgeous legs. She was wearing a very sexy pair of black cotton panties and after pulling them off I sniffed their sweet scent.

Catherine suddenly began to take charge of the situation and sat up kissing me wildly again. I fell back on the bed and she quickly straddled me just below my crotch. I placed my hands under her skirt and felt her young, tight ass as she undid my belt and pants. She had a tough time getting the zipper down over my huge erection, but it finally went. She took a moment to stare at the teepee my cock was creating inside my boxers before leaning down and kissing my chest. She continued to kiss ever so slowly downward before she finally reached my aching hard-on. She planted a single kiss on the tip of my dick through my boxers before helping me out of my pants.

While still straddling me, Catherine slowly pealed off her dress and undid her matching, black bra. Her breasts spilled out, and I quickly put my hands to them and felt her hard nipples. I sat up and began to kiss and lick her nipples as she sighed and giggled with pleasure. Her tits weren’t very big, but they sure were beautiful. I paid close attention to each nipple until I thought my cock was going to explode. I couldn’t wait any longer: I had to fuck Catherine!

In one quick, swift move, I rolled on top of Catherine and kissed her once more before moving downward between her legs. Her virgin pussy was dripping wet, and I could feel the heat coming off of her. I ran my fingers through the soft peach fuzz of her pussy before burying my face between her legs. I licked up her sweet juices and began using my tongue to please her. I found her clit and began tonguing it as I gently rubbed and teased her pussy with my fingers. Before long she was breathing hard and softly calling out my name. After only a few minutes of eating her glorious pussy, she screamed with pleasure as her very first orgasm rocketed through her young loins.

When her orgasm was finished, she seemed to have tears in her eyes. “That was so amazing,” she whispered.

“It only gets better,” I said taking off my boxers. “You still want to do this?”

“Yes,” Catherine said breathlessly.

Finally, my cock was free, and it was pulsing. I got onto the bed and positioned myself over her pushing my throbbing cock against the small opening of her virgin cunt. As I made my way in gruelingly slow, she bit her lip from pain and pleasure. Her eyes were shut tightly, and she looked so innocent and sexy. Her pussy was wrapped tightly around my cock, and I could tell I wasn’t going to last very long. I began to fuck her as gently as I could stand but as she began to loosen up, I started to fuck her with a little more force. Catherine was moaning in pleasure as I fucked her harder and harder. Her groin muscles were pulsing around my cock, and I was wondering how much longer I could handle fucking this hot, fifteen-year-old girl.

Finally, she screamed with a second orgasm. As I listened to her screaming my name, and felt her hot, wet cunt around my dick, I knew I was going to explode. I also knew that it would be too easy to get Catherine pregnant if I were to shoot my load inside her. I quickly pulled out of her and used her wetness to jerk off. As she continued moan in pleasure, I felt that familiar sensation in my balls as I shot my load all over her stomach.

I collapsed onto her parents’ bed next to her in exhaustion. Catherine had her eyes shut, and she was pinching her nipples in pleasure. “Oh my god! That was so fucking great,” Catherine exclaimed wildly. We shared a gentle kiss, and before long I had fallen asleep.

I awoke a few hours later wondering where I was. When I finally remembered, I looked around the room for Catherine and didn’t see her. I got up and put my boxers and shirt back on, and made my way down the hall. I found her in her room reading. She greeted me with a smile and stood to give me a hug. I hugged her tightly and kissed her.

Catherine had showered and was wearing a cute nightgown with a picture of Garfield on it. When the kiss ended I could feel my cock pushing against my boxers again. I let it rub against her leg a little, and Catherine looked down with a sly smile. “You need a little more attention?” All I could do was nod.

Catherine took my hand and led me over to her bed. I sat down as she got on her knees between my legs. She pulled my stiffening cock out of my boxers and began to jerk me off gently as she kissed the head of my cock. After she kissed all the way down to my balls, she opened her mouth and began to gently suck the head of my cock. She swirled her tongue around the tip and began to bob her head up and down. I ran my hands through her pretty, brown hair enjoying the feeling of Catherine’s young mouth on my dick. I wasn’t able to last very long in her hot, young mouth and let loose shooting another big load right into her throat. Surprisingly she gulped it down pretty easily. She then ran her tongue up and down the underside of my cock licking the flavor off of it as it went limp. Catherine stood and kissed me again. “You are so amazing, Catherine,” I said. She just smiled and sat down on the bed next to me. “When are your parents coming home?”

“Probably sometime tomorrow afternoon or something,” She said with a devious smile. “So you and I better get to work, we only have the rest of night you know!” With that, I took her in my arms, and we collapsed onto the bed for another romp…