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Teena's Solution
by Tail Spinner (tailspinner80@yahoo.com)

***

A take-off on the Pre-teena comic strip where Teena, 
Gordo, and Stick learn about adult entertainments and 
how to keep their friendship intact. (Part 1 of 2) (mf-
yteens, ped, 1st, preg, rom)

***

A Take-off of the Preteena Comic Strip

11 year-old Teena Keene was planning on having a lot of 
fun this evening. Her parents had agreed to allow her 
friend Gordon to come over for a few hours tonight. 
Since it was Friday night, they were even to be allowed 
to stay up until midnight in order to watch a movie! 

Teena and Gordon were best friends, along with her odd-
duck best friend 'Stick'. Her real name wasn't 'Stick', 
of course – it was Sabra, but no one called her that 
except adults. Despite Stick's belief that she was a 
true babe, the reality was that she looked like she was 
built out of two sticks, so that's the name that stuck.

Gordon was due to arrive at 7:30PM and his folks were 
to pick him up shortly after midnight. Teena was 
planning on having popcorn made and the movie tuned in 
on the television so that the two of them could simply 
curl up in the basement and enjoy the show. They 
weren't dating or anything just two good friends. This 
had been planned since the previous week, so the 
excitement had been building. Stick was supposed to be 
over as well for a sleepover, but she had to go with 
her parents to a relative's house that weekend and so 
had canceled out.

Alas, the best-laid plans of mice and men often go 
awry. At about 6:30 that evening, Teena's parents got a 
call that her grandparents needed some help at the farm 
that evening due to some sort of problem with the 
animals. Since her 13 year-old sister Jerri, was madly 
in love with their farmhand, Johnson, she invited 
herself along. Teena did NOT want to go, of course, and 
began to raise a ruckus, which her parents shut off 
immediately.

Her mother interrupted her before she had even started 
to complain. "Teena, you don't have to go." We'll be 
back shortly after midnight – just watch TV or 
something. I'm sure you're old enough to be left alone 
for a few hours without a sitter."

Teena was about to remind them that Gordon was coming 
over, but decided against it. She had been waiting all 
week for this and wasn't about to have it canceled out 
from under her because some cow got sick. Her folks 
usually left them alone anyway. So she just said 
"Thanks, Mom!" and found someplace else to be in case 
they decided to ask her about her plans for the 
evening.

Her folks and her sister piled into the family car and 
drove off into the night, leaving Teena home alone. She 
made the popcorn and got everything set up down in the 
basement entertainment center. By 7:30, she had 
everything ready. She was sitting at the window 
watching when Gordon's parents pulled up and he jumped 
out of the car and headed up the walk. She greeted him 
at the door and waved as his parents drove off.

"Hi Gordo!"

"Hey Teena! Ready for some serious zombie action 
tonight?" Gordon asked as he took off his coat and hat, 
shaking his dreadlocks loose. Teena always loved the 
way his hair looked against his chocolate colored skin.

"Oh yeah – even better, we've got the house to 
ourselves!"

"No way! How'd you swing that?" Gordon asked, 
dumbfounded. Normally, Teena wasn't allowed to have 
anyone home if she was alone, and especially never at 
night. Especially a boy.

"Just by accident. My folks had to drive up to my 
grandparent's farm and Jerri went along – they won't be 
home until almost 1AM!"

"COOL! No one to interrupt the movies. Look out 
Zombies! Here we come!" The two kids headed into the 
basement to watch the movie. They sat down with their 
popcorn and curled up together under a blanket as it 
got chilly in the basement even in summertime, and this 
was fall weather. 

After a while of watching the movie – which wasn't as 
interesting as the kids had hoped – Teena asked "Why do 
you suppose they never let you spend the night over 
here, anyway? I mean, if Stick's over too it shouldn't 
be a big deal."

"I dunno." Gordon answered, shrugging his shoulders. "I 
guess they figure that if I'm anywhere near you while 
you're in your pajamas, I'll be unable to restrain 
myself and we'll be having sex all night long." And he 
laughed.

Teena laughed too. "Yeah, my mom FREAKED when she found 
out I knew all about sex and stuff – I bet she'd go 
completely nuts if she found out that you'd seen me 
naked that one time."

Gordon laughed – nervously this time – "yeah, but that 
wasn't my fault! Your mom told me you were in your room 
and to go up! How was I supposed to know you were going 
to run into the room naked!"

"Hey, we didn't have any towels in the bathroom after 
my shower – I didn't expect to find you in MY room!" 
Teena answered back, and elbowed him in the ribs.

"Well you sure ran out of the room really fast. But you 
gave me a heart attack with that scream." Gordon 
elbowed her back.

"You screamed too!" Teena answered and jumped on Gordo 
and began tickling him. The two wrestled good-naturedly 
on the couch swapping tickles for a bit. After a little 
while of play, Teena shyly asked, "How come you 
screamed? Am I that ugly naked?"

Gordon blushed about eleven shades of red – clearly 
visible even in the dim light and through his naturally 
dark skin color. "No, I loved seeing you like that. 
You're really pretty – you just surprised me, and when 
you screamed, I thought I was in trouble for being 
there and well, it just slipped out."

Now it was Teena's turn to blush. "You liked seeing me 
naked?"

"Oh YEAH!" Gordon blurted out, then realized that might 
have been a little too emphatic "I mean, no I didn't 
mean to, but it was great…I mean…you're really sexy, 
no…um…I mean, You're really pretty." he finished 
lamely.

Teena laughed, "It's OK, Gordo, I know you didn't like, 
peep at me or anything. I thought I was gonna die of 
embarrassment though. No one has ever seen me naked 
before. I mean, other than my family, you know."

"Yeah, me either. But boy, you don't have anything to 
be embarrassed about, that's for sure." Gordon was 
remembering – vividly – the scene. He had been sitting 
on Teena's bed after being told that she was in her 
room. He looked up in time to see Teena hustle into her 
room, still wet from the shower. He could remember 
every glistening drop of water on her body from her 
mussed red hair to her dainty feet. Her breasts were 
small swellings on her chest and there was just the 
faintest sprinkling of red hair above the tight little 
slit between her legs. Then she had screamed and run, 
giving him a perfect shot of her ass as she ran back 
out the door. It was an image Gordon kept very fresh 
with frequent review.

Teena blushed furiously and smacked Gordon. "GORDON!" 
It was pretty obvious he had gotten a really good look.

"I'm sorry Teena – I really didn't mean to see, but 
there wasn't any way I could NOT look! You were right 
there!"

Teena sat and thought – the silence began to be a bit 
uncomfortable. On the TV the Zombies were regrouping 
for another attack. "It's not fair, you know."

"What's not fair?"

"Well, you've seen ME naked and I haven't seen YOU 
naked." Teena giggled at the audacity of her 
suggestion.

"Yeah, so?" Gordon was beginning to see where she was 
going with this.

"It's just that to be fair, I should get to see YOU 
naked. The same way."

"Yeah, right. I'll just strip down, run into the room, 
scream and run out." Gordon snorted.

"Okay!" Teena agreed.

"I was kidding, Teena." Gordon rolled his eyes.

"I wasn't. C'mon, Gordo! It's only fair. You obviously 
enjoyed what you saw; give me the chance to see how you 
look. I bet you're cute when you're naked." She laughed 
an evil little laugh.

Gordon looked at Teena. It was obvious that she was 
serious – and he wasn't sure about letting her get a 
peek at his privates, but she did have a point. But he 
did have an idea that would either get him out of it or 
give him another peek…"On one condition, then. You have 
to be sitting on your bed just like I was, but you have 
to be naked too."

"Why? You've already SEEN me naked!"

"Yeah, but I wasn't expecting it so I didn't get as 
good a look as you're going to – this way I get two 
fast looks and you get one good look."

Teena thought for a second and then decided "Okay, 
that's fair then. My folks won't be home for another 4 
hours at least, so let's go!"

A few minutes later, the two of them were upstairs, the 
zombies forgotten. Teena pointed Gordon to the bathroom 
and said, "Go strip down then, I'll yell when I'm 
ready."

Gordon swallowed hard and went into the bathroom and 
shut the door. He slowly began taking his clothes off. 
Looking at himself in the mirror he thought that he 
wasn't bad looking. He wished his dick were bigger, of 
course, but it was pretty respectable even at 11. And 
some hair would be nice too – Teena had some already, 
why didn't he?

His inspection was cut short by Teena's muffled voice 
"Okay! I'm ready!"

"Here we go, he thought." And he walked out the door at 
something short of a trot. He made it through Teena's 
door and got ready to spin around and head right back 
out again when he stopped short. Teena was sitting on 
her bed just as naked as she was a couple of weeks ago 
when he first saw her nude. To his eyes, she was every 
gorgeous dream he'd ever had and he just drank in the 
sight of her. Time ticked on while he just stared, his 
eyes tracing from the slight swell of her chest to the 
V of her legs and back again.

Teena was also staring. But her eyes had gone quickly 
from Gordon's well-defined chest to the long tube of 
flesh hanging between his legs. She knew what a penis 
was, of course, but had never seen on in person. She 
was finding the experience fascinating – the drawings 
and descriptions didn't do the real package justice. 
She felt herself getting wet between her legs as her 
heart rate increased and her mouth went dry.

Finally, she snapped out of her thoughts and said, 
"Well? Aren't you going to run out again?"

"Huh? Oh! I don't care about that any more. You can 
look." Gordon decided that he didn't care HOW long she 
looked at him as long as he got to look back. Her skin 
was milk-white and even at 11, she had the soft curves 
that defined a female. He ached to touch her. He even 
realized he wanted to kiss her. Badly. He walked 
towards the bed, feeling himself harden with every 
step.

Teena watched him walk towards her. Her eyes got bigger 
in time with Gordon's rising erection. She was a bit 
alarmed – she knew that meant that Gordon was 'aroused' 
– she was just shocked that SHE could have that effect 
on a boy. She also realized that Gordon was a lot 
stronger than she was. She should say something, but he 
was like a young ebony god striding towards her. His 
erection was bobbing slightly, hypnotically, with every 
step towards her. She wondered if he might let her 
touch it. "Um, Gordon, what are you doing?" she asked, 
her mouth as dry as cotton.

"I just wanted a closer look – and this way you get a 
closer look too. Is that OK? Maybe I can sit down next 
to you?" He sat without waiting for an answer. He 
pulled his eyes away from her nipples to meet her eyes. 
They were the clearest green he had ever imagined, and 
he was shocked to realize that he had never noticed 
them before. 

They were very wide – he got the impression that she 
was almost frightened of him and he didn't want that. 
He wanted her to feel safe – to like him, to want him 
there. Keeping his eyes locked on hers, he leaned 
closer to her and brushed his lips against hers, then 
pressed them firmly against hers in a passionate kiss.

Teena's heart felt like it was going to jackhammer out 
of her chest. Her 'boyfriend' Finn had kissed her 
before, but nothing like this. Her best boy friend was 
stark naked in her bed – and so was she! – and he was 
kissing her. And she had to admit, she liked it very, 
very much. She wanted to kiss him back – so she raised 
one hand and began stroking his hair, playing with the 
dreadlocks she liked so much. At her first touch, a 
small groan escaped his lips.

After a short while, she broke the kiss to get her 
breath back. She leaned slightly away from him and 
looked at him, blushing furiously. "Wow, Gordon! I 
never knew you wanted to kiss me!" 

She had to say something to ease the tension. She felt 
a burning need between her legs that she had never felt 
before. She had been masturbating for a couple of 
years, but had never imagined anything like this. She 
knew she WANTED Gordon. She was almost ashamed to admit 
it to herself, but yes, she wanted Gordon to get on top 
of her. 

To take that huge piece of flesh between his legs and 
to stick it up inside of her most delicate place and 
then empty his sperm into her body. It sounded so 
dirty! It had to be wrong, didn't it? She was too young 
anyway, but oh my god that itch between her legs was so 
strong – and she could tell she was wetter than she had 
ever been. She hoped he didn't notice.

"I've wanted to kiss you for a while, Teena. I hated it 
when you were Finn's girlfriend. I just never knew how 
to say anything – You're my best friend and I didn't 
want to screw that up. And I didn't want to screw up 
our friendship with Stick either. But God Teena, just 
seeing you like this – I'm so sorry if you didn't want 
to kiss me, but I had to! I've never seen any girl look 
as sexy as you."

Teena giggled and pointed at his erection "I guess!" 

"Sorry – It does that all by itself Teena, I didn't 
mean to make you think I was going to rape you or 
anything."

"It's OK, Gordo…She stroked his hair again. I just 
never thought I'd make a boy do that. It looks really 
cool though." She trailed her fingertips down his neck 
and shoulder and across his chest…"Can I….you 
know…touch it?" She was shocked to hear herself ask. 
She wondered what a boy felt like down there, and her 
mouth had just jumped ahead of her brain. What if he 
said no?!

"Sure!" Gordon was hoping she'd agree to a similar 
touch in several areas. He watched as she slowly moved 
her hand down to his dick. The soft white of her hand 
was in stark contrast to the dark black of his hard on. 
When she began stroking him with soft squeezes and 
gentle pets, he thought he was going to die. He lay 
back on his elbows and watched her hand trace the 
outline of his manhood and then cup his balls. He 
groaned loudly.

"Did that hurt?" she asked, pulling her hand away. The 
warmth and the mix of hard stiffness within silky 
softness fascinated her. The way it jumped when she 
touched it and the velvety softness of his balls were a 
wonder – more than she had ever imagined.

"God no! Teena, please don't stop – it felt wonderful! 
I've never felt anything that felt so good!"

"Really? Just this little touch?" she returned to 
stroking and exploring. Gordon's hips were pumping 
slowly in time with her caress. She was amazed that she 
could make him react like this. She was making him feel 
wonderful just this easily! His hips were moving faster 
now, and she figured out that he most enjoyed it when 
she wrapped her fist around it and pumped it up and 
down, feeling the soft skin sliding over the hardness 
underneath. She was fascinated by watching his balls as 
well. At one point they were almost dangling down his 
legs, and then they tucked up close under his penis as 
he groaned again.

Gordon was in heaven. He didn't know it, but he was 
getting close to his first climax. As Teena was 
stroking him his body reacted in the natural way, his 
hard on swelling and firming as his balls tucked up, 
finally pushing him over the edge. He cried out and 
every muscle in his body stiffened, propelling his hips 
off the bed and giving Teena a scare. He felt his penis 
surging and electric shocks went through his mind and 
rockets exploded in front of his eyes.

Teena watched, amazed, as Gordon had a fit. It took her 
a little bit, but when a few small droplets of clear 
fluid leaked out of his penis she realized what had 
happened. She was surprised – all the books she'd read 
made her believe that a lot more stuff came out when a 
boy ejaculated. Of course, Gordon had a 'dry-climax' – 
his first. But his body was ready for the real thing 
and had now charged the system.

She took her hand away as Gordon lay back, panting…She 
watched his penis soften with all the concentration she 
had given it on it's way up. This was just amazing! She 
decided that boys were the most complex things on 
earth. She thought that he probably felt as good as she 
did when she touched herself at night – and SHE had 
made him feel that good!

After a few moments, Gordon regained his composure – 
any sense of embarrassment long gone, washed away by 
the raw pleasure Teena had given him. But far from 
slaking his lust, Teena's impromptu hand job had only 
aroused him more. He wanted her. He wanted to throw her 
on the bed, spread her legs and spear her onto his 
dick. He wanted to take her. He knew all about sex too 
– and just now, he knew what it was to lust. He sat up 
and kissed her again. This time though, he reached up 
with one hand and cupped her breast.

It was Teena's turn to groan. Her developing breasts 
were sensitive anyway, but feeling Gordon's palm caress 
her delicate skin was enough to send her halfway to 
another world. She felt him tease the nipple between 
his fingers, exploring the texture. His other hand was 
on her back, stroking her spine, the fingers tickling 
their way down the small of her back to the cleft of 
her ass. She couldn't stand it – she knew she wanted 
him, but she couldn't let him, of course. That would be 
wrong, wouldn't it? She broke the kiss, and holding his 
head, panted to get her breath back.

"Gordon…Gordo. God that feels good. But..." She was 
going to tell him that they had to stop, but just then 
his hand had left her breast and flitted down her belly 
to the lowermost reach of her lap, teasing the soft red 
hair between her legs. She was glad her legs were 
together or he'd feel how sopping wet she was!

Now he was nipping at her neck, soft little kisses and 
bites while he held her close, his hand pressing 
between her thighs. Her legs parted slightly of their 
own volition – she surely didn't tell them to. And 
Gordon's fingers began to stroke the velvety smooth 
lips guarding the entrance to her body. She was sure 
she was going to die. Even when she touched herself it 
didn't feel this good. She really needed to climax…She 
wanted it so badly. When his fingers touched her 
opening she pushed her hips into his hand, wanting to 
feel at least a finger enter her, and that scared her. 
"Gordo – wait!"

"Huh? Why? What's wrong Teena?" He was obviously 
concerned that he had hurt her.

She looked at his face, seeing the love and the 
compassion there. The friendship they had was strong 
and deep and now there was even more. She could see his 
penis, again engorged and strong. Oh, she wanted to 
feel that. "Gordo, we can't … you know…do what I think 
we're about to do. We're too young, you know? And what 
would Stick say?"

Gordon was thinking to himself, "Screw Stick." But he 
also knew that he would never hurt Teena, and hurting 
her friendship with Stick would do that. "Yeah, you're 
right. I'm sorry Teena, I never felt like this before. 
You just make me want … I dunno. You, I guess."

Teena gave him a quick kiss, and that was her undoing. 
"I know Gordo, let's try this instead. We can kinda, 
you know…pretend to do it, OK? You just have to be 
careful though."

"How?"

"Here…" Teena scooted back onto the bed and lay back, 
opening her legs for Gordo. She felt…dirty, slutty, 
nasty…and she loved it. She was exposing herself to her 
friend and she wanted him to do things to her! But she 
mustn't. "Come lay on me, Gordo... But..." Gordo had 
wasted no time in getting between her legs… "Let me put 
this thing," she grabbed his hard on "between us." 

And she laid it on her belly. Then she wrapped her arms 
around Gordo and held him close. Oh, that was nice. 
Just the closeness was wonderful. Gordo's warmth and 
solid muscle were pinning her to her bed, conquering 
her softness. She ran her hands up and down his back, 
holding him close while her legs hooked around his 
ankles. The hot solid throbbing of his manhood lay 
between them, pressed against her mound, driving her 
nuts.


"Jesus…" Gordon groaned. He was past any rational 
thought. The warmth of her body, the pressure of her 
breasts, the gentle softness of her breath on his ear 
and her hands on his back. Those were amazing, but they 
were nothing compared to the warm furrow that was 
enclosing the base of his prick and the wetness against 
his balls. He began to flex his butt, thrusting himself 
between them – and inadvertently sliding his shaft and 
then balls against her very sensitive clitoris.

Teena was loving every moment of this. She realized 
that she was Gordon's to take, but she also realized 
that she was in control of him – If she pushed her hips 
against him like THIS, he would groan and push 
back…cupping his butt in her hands would make him do 
THIS and OH, that felt so good…Her breathing was coming 
in ragged gasps now, and she had raised her legs up, 
wrapping them around Gordon's hips so that his thrusts 
would slide his entire shaft up the length of her slit. 

She could feel the flared tip pushing the lips apart at 
the very base of her body and then sliding luxuriously 
up, bumping teasingly against her opening and then past 
until it stroked against her clitoris finally ending 
when the soft skin of his balls met her bottom.

If sex were better than this, Teena felt, she couldn't 
stand it anyway, so it was a good thing they were only 
playing. She knew that if Gordon wanted to, he could 
simply move himself so that his next thrust would enter 
her. She couldn't stop him – even if she wanted to – 
and that element of danger only added to the pleasure. 
She could feel her climax rising – her first with 
someone else – and she needed it. She wanted it with 
Gordon so badly, he was such a good friend, it was only 
right.

She screamed his name as an intense climax hit her. Her 
legs clamped him tight to her and her breathing was 
nothing more than ragged gasps as she shuddered against 
him. Her wetness increased, making their junction even 
slipperier. Gordon didn't know what was happening – but 
it scared him. Scared him enough to drive him off the 
climax he was about to enjoy. "Teena? Are you OK?" He 
tried to lift himself up on his elbows, but she had a 
death grip on him – he couldn't move away from her body 
if he wanted to, and he really didn't want to. "Teena?"

After a few seconds she came back enough to speak 
"I'm…I'm…OK, Gordo…Oh Christ…Oh God…" She kissed him 
fiercely, "Gordon, that was the most wonderful thing 
I've ever felt…Thank you…thank you…thank you…"

That was all the go-ahead Gordon needed. He began to 
thrust again, sliding the length of her now very 
slippery slit. But Teena had let her legs slip back 
down a bit and the angle was a bit different. Now, 
instead of just bumping across Teena's opening, every 
thrust was spreading her open before twisting back out 
and across. 

Teena was feeling very relaxed and loving and loved 
just now, and feeling Gordon's hardness teasing the 
very tiniest portion of her vagina was only reminding 
her of how much more fulfilled she wanted to be – and 
all those silly rules seemed so far away now. How could 
they matter? She lowered her legs a little more, 
feeling Gordon's tip spread her lips and push into the 
tight ring of muscles protecting her virginity.

He felt the change, felt the tight warmth encircling 
the very tip of his penis and stopped "Teena? Am I..?" 
Terrified again, he felt himself soften ever so 
slightly.

That was all the confirmation she needed. He could've 
just pushed into her, but he stopped and asked her. She 
held him close, one hand on the back of his head and 
one on his butt and whispered in his ear, "It's OK, 
Gordo, I want to just go slowly. Slowly," and she 
pushed down on him. Encouraged, he began sliding 
himself into his friend's body. 

There was a resistance, his penis bent and then 
straightened, slipping nearly a quarter of its length 
into her causing a sharp gasp to escape her lips. He 
froze, and after a heartbeat or two she pushed again 
and he resumed his penetration. The silky warmth that 
was enveloping his body was like nothing he had 
dreamed. Every new millimeter of depth was better than 
the one before until he was fully embedded within her.

Teena lay gasping, impaled, filled, and loved. She had 
done it! She had really let Gordo stick his penis in 
her! She held him close, keeping her legs wrapped 
around his thighs, whispering in his ear, "Shhhh! Just 
stay still, Love," it was the first time she had used 
the word, but it seemed right. She wanted to get used 
to the feeling of having her man inside of her body. 

He was trembling upon her…quivering. Within her depths, 
she could feel him throbbing. Her belly felt full – not 
as though she had just eaten, but as though an empty 
place within her had finally been filled in. There was 
rightness to his being there. True, it had been 
slightly unpleasant feeling the initial stretching as 
the tip invaded her most secret places, but that had 
been quickly supplanted by the incredible warmth and 
pleasure of being joined.

Gordon felt more love for Teena than he had felt for 
anyone – even himself – in his entire life. He was 
inside her! He was fucking a girl! Better than that, he 
was making love to Teena! After a few moments, she 
relaxed her grip and he raised himself up and looked 
down towards the joining of their bodies. The dark 
ebony of his skin made a delicious contrast to the 
creamy white silk enveloping him. 

He slowly slid himself most of the way out of her now 
deflowered vagina and then back inside. Teena shivered 
– the loss she felt as he withdrew was an emptiness she 
never wanted again, but it was worth it to feel him 
fill her again. She now understood what it was to be a 
woman, to have power over man. Not physical power, but 
the power of life – the power to choose which man, and 
when. And she looked up at her man, saw his eyes, and 
was lost with love for him.

Teena was reaching for another climax, even more 
powerful than the one before when she felt Gordon 
change. He was swelling within her, filling her even 
more fully. His thrusts were more powerful, shaking the 
bed and causing her young breasts to jiggle with every 
down stroke. She could feel his balls slapping against 
her ass and then they were gone.

Gordon's eyes closed and he rammed himself, HARD, into 
her, deeply embedding his penis into her body and 
holding himself there. He felt the same surges he had 
felt before, running the length of his penis, but this 
time it felt like there was something coming out. 

Teena felt Gordon's warmth spilling out of him, coating 
the innermost depths of her body with a wetness that 
wasn't hers and she realized what had happened. Gordon 
was leaving his sperm within her; His very life was now 
part of her! That realization pushed her over the edge 
of her climax, and with every spurt of Gordon's essence 
entering her body, she climaxed anew, some small part 
of her mind amazed at the gift he was giving her.

Finally spent, the two young lovers lay wrapped in each 
other's arms and legs, safe in the afterglow of their 
passion. After a while, Teena whispered in Gordon's 
ear, "Love, my parents are going to be home soon and 
yours are going to be here to pick you up! We need to 
get dressed and get you ready to go home like nothing 
happened."

"Yeah…I supposed you're right…But Teena, I gotta do 
this again. I have to."

She kissed him, still feeling him within her, even 
though he was almost entirely soft now, "Me too." He 
finally withdrew from her; leaving Teena an empty 
feeling she knew only one way to fill. He rolled off 
the bed and began to walk back to the bathroom to get 
his clothes. Teena bent over to pick up her panties – 
little girl panties, she thought to herself. I'll need 
something older now.

Gordon looked back and saw her bend over. Saw the flare 
of her hips, the round firmness of her ass, saw the 
swelling of her lips and the wetness of her opening and 
was immediately hard again. He strode over to her and 
stood behind her, his erection slipping between her 
legs.

"Gordon! What are you…?" Then she knew what he was…He 
leaned forward, his chest pushing against her back, 
forcing her onto her bed. She half fell, her legs 
splaying out as she caught herself on the bed. She 
giggled "Gordon! We don't have…OOOOHH!!!!" She knew 
there was more than one way to make love, of course, 
she had just not thought about it much. Neither had 
Gordon, but once he had seen her bend over, he knew. He 
slid inside her sopping wet entrance, driving himself 
deeply into her with one powerful thrust.

She thought to herself that now she knew what it was 
like to be TAKEN. This time there was no gentleness to 
Gordon's love making. He had simply mounted her to fill 
his need. She had given herself to Gordon, and now he 
was taking what was his. His arms were outside of hers, 
his weight forcing her onto the bed and he was slamming 
himself into her, and she loved it. 

She knew he loved her, and she felt immensely 
attractive knowing that he couldn't help himself. As he 
was growling in her ear and thrusting into her like 
some sort of animal, she decided to have some fun.

With every thrust, she pushed back at him, and 
whimpered quietly. The pleasure was incredible and in a 
very short time, she felt Gordon again grunt and force 
himself ever deeper into her, and then again, the 
splashing warmth of his semen deep within her belly. As 
he emptied his balls into her womb, she realized that 
she would have Gordon inside of her for the entire next 
day – something to remember him by while they were 
apart. Simply laying her hand on her belly would remind 
her that Gordon's sperm were deep inside her tummy, 
swimming around. She hadn't started her periods yet, so 
there would be no egg.

The reality was, that Teena was due to start her 
periods in about two weeks. Even now an egg was being 
bathed with Gordon's fertile young sperm, happily 
accepting the strongest into itself even as Teena had 
accepted Gordon's firm young penis.

Once he had finished with her, he withdrew and said "Oh 
God, Teena! I'm sorry! I … I just couldn't help 
myself!" Teena rolled over onto her back and looked up 
at her lover, "It's OK Gordon – it felt good, and I 
love knowing that you like me like that." She had read 
about something that she was thinking might be 
interesting. She was looking at Gordon's softening 
penis, glistening with their shared juices. 

"Maybe I should just clean you up a little bit though, 
hmm?" This would give her even more control over 
Gordon…She kneeled in front of him and took a gentle 
hold of his penis. This was her first close inspection, 
and she liked what she saw. Clean, firm, and ebony 
colored, she loved the shape, the warmth, and the life 
within it. Steeling herself, she opened her mouth and 
slipped Gordon within her lips.

Gordon almost fell over, "TEENA! OH GOD!" His dick was 
ultra sensitive after it's two climaxes and now to have 
Teena's greedily sucking mouth on it was almost more 
than the boy could stand. Teena marveled at the feel of 
Gordon's soft penis rapidly firming up within her 
mouth. 

She began flicking her tongue along the underside as 
she had read in Cosmopolitan and watched Gordon's 
reaction. She soon knew that now she had the ability to 
get Gordon to do anything she wanted. Predictably, 
Gordon didn't last long. This time when Gordon came, 
Teena could feel and taste the warm, salty fluid that 
had recently been bathing her womb. She decided she 
liked the taste and used her hand on his balls to try 
to coax out every drop.

Gordon finally did fall over – or sit down anyway. 
Just, plop, right onto the floor. Teena giggled at him 
and said, "Serves you right." And stuck out her tongue. 
With a smile and a swish of her hips, she picked up her 
panties and put them on. She was amazed at herself. 

A few hours ago, she would've died of embarrassment to 
have Gordon see her put her panties on – now it was the 
most normal thing in the world. She pulled her camisole 
top on over her still-sensitive breasts and asked, 
"Gordon, are you going to get dressed, or are you still 
going to be sitting there when my father gets home?"

He jumped up and threw his clothes on, making himself 
presentable in time to meet his parents in the driveway 
a scant 20 minutes before Teena's parents came home 
from the farm.

"We're home! How was your evening, Teena?"

"Fine. I made some popcorn and watched a movie." She 
felt she out to leave it at that – what they didn't 
know wouldn't hurt them, after all. But she was going 
to have to tell stick that was for sure! She had a 
right to know – she was her best friend and they never 
kept secrets. She'd have to make sure Gordon was there 
as well.

To be continued...

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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