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Sarah 2

JMartone on Teen Stories

Recap: if you haven't read the first part read it.

the next day sarah and i went swimming but her parents were there so we couldn't do anything. i told her, "my parents were at work so we could go over to my house." with that i gave her a wink and she told her parents that she was going over to my house to watch a movie. (we didn't watch a movie) we went up to my room and we started to kiss. i took off her bikini top and started to play with her nipples. she had decided that she wanted me to be her first sometime between last night and right now.  she asked if i had a condom because she wanted to be safe and not have to worry about anything. i told her no but that i knew where i could get one.  i told her to wait here.

i went across the street to my one frien

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ds house they were away on vacation and they asked me to put their mail and papers inside there house so i had a key.  me and my friend both knew that his father was having an affair with the woman down the street so he had to have a bunch of condoms somewhere i found them in no time so i took about 20 of them and went back to my house.

sarah had made herself confortable in my bed and her bikini bottom was on my chair so i knew that this was gonna happen. i took off my shorts and joined her in bed. she took one of the condoms from me and took it out of the package. she put it on my small cock. it didn't exactly fit but we really didn't care.

she asked about foreplay but we were so young that i really didn't care just as long as i was gonna get some pussy.  she then laid me down on her back and straddled my chest. she guided my cock into her pussy and told me to be careful because it was her first time. she then lowered herself onto my cock until i hit her hymen she then came up a little and forcefully dropped herself down hard on my cock. i could see the pain in her eyes as i had torn her hymen. she then began grinding on my cock as her pain subsided and was moving really fast on my cock. we changed positions a couple of minutes later i placed her legs over my shoulders and was ramming my cock into her my balls slapping against her ass.

i continued until she hit her first orgasm. her pussy clenched around my cock and it was to much for me to handle as i shot my load into the condom. we laid there next to each other and gazed into eachothers eyes. she was the most beautiful girl i had ever seen and she was mine. when we finally got enough energy to get up we go dressed and kissed passionatly.

i put on some boxers and shorts and she put back on her bikini top and bottoms, but i let her borrow a t-shirt and shorts. we went downstairs and i asked her if she was hungry. she said yes and i ordered some pizza. we figured that we were a couple of bucks short so she said that she had an idea. the pizza guy got to my house in about thirty minutes. she took the money to the door but she managed to forget the t-shirt and her bikini top. she came back with the pizza and the money. i was truly impressed.

we decided to tell our parents that we were dating so we could hang out more. so we dated for a while. in couple of months. our sexual experiences were often and were better everytime.

we went to high school as a great couple.

Tabitha Stern's First Time

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Tabitha Stern was originally from Nashville, Tennessee. She lived there until she was four, then moved to Los Angeles to be with her mother, and then moved back to Tennessee again when she was fifteen. A few years later she was in L.A. once again, this time to stay.

It was her time in L.A. that lead to her becoming a porn star by the time she was eighteen. She'd had many sexual experiences by that time, of course, but the first time was the most memorable.

She had been sick at school all day. The teacher let her go home early. Her mother was at work so she was alone in the house with no one to care for her.

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p>She lay down wearing her school uniform, which was a dark, knee-length skirt with a matching top, black shoes, and white stockings. She lay still for a moment and started moaning in discomfort.

She didn't have the slightest clue what medicines to take, so she figured she'd take a shower and go to sleep until her mother got home. Instead of getting dressed when she got out of the shower, she only put on a clean pair of panties and a tank top without a bra.

At this age, Tabitha was just getting to know her body. She had been masturbating almost every night before she went to bed. Lying in bed feeling drowsy like she did had brought out a desire to masturbate right there in the early afternoon.

She rubbed her pussy through her panties so she could feel the sensation of the thin material rubbing against her clit.

She thought of all the handsome boys in school. She imagined her fingers being theirs, and it was someone else who was making her feel so good right now.

She moved her panties to the side and touched her clit. Her leg twitched and her breathing got deeper.

She massaged the juicy outer lips with her palms, enjoying the way the heat felt. Then she slipped her middle finger between the inner lips and started humping her hand.

Soon, her finger was covered in pussy juice. She started licking it off while she used her other hand to pleasure herself some more. She kept switching like this for a few times more, just savoring the taste of her own sweet pussy.

She used one finger most of the time, but every now and then she would try to slip a second one inside and go as deep as she could until she felt pain. Then she'd pull it out, hornier from the pain, and thrust into her hand but faster and harder.

Her eyelids were terribly heavy. She could barely stay awake. The only thing that kept her from falling asleep was the need for an orgasm.

Her legs were wide and her pelvis rose off the bed to hump her hand. Her pussy muscles started jerking as she imagined a hard, thick, throbbing cock pounding into her hot, virgin pussy.

When her orgasm was over, she wiped her juices on the bed, turned on her side, and fell asleep within seconds.

She woke up when she felt the bed shaking. When she opened her eyes, Dell, her mom's new boyfriend was sitting next to her.

She really didn't like him that much. She blamed him for her mom and dad splitting up, and he always seemed to be watching her when he thought she wasn't paying attention.

He asked her why she was home so early. She explained that she was sick and the teacher told her to leave.

He touched her forehead. She pushed his hand away and said, "I'll be alright, Dell."

"I'll be the judge of that," he said. "Look, I know you blame me for your mom and dad splitting up, but I didn't have anything to do with it, okay? They were broke up long before me and her got together."

Tabitha didn't say anything. It felt odd being with him now that he had come right out and talked about it. Up to that point, neither of them had said anything about it. Their interaction with each other mainly consisted of evil looks and one-sentence conversations.

"Well, are you gonna be okay with me now?"

She was quiet. There was something strange happening that had never happened before. Just that fast, she had developed a fondness towards Dell.

"I'm sorry, Dell," she said extending her hand.

Dell shook it and said, "Let's see if we can get you feeling better." He turned her on her side so he could have access to her back.

"It's okay, Dell. I'll be okay. I just need some rest."

He ignored her and started massaging her shoulders. "I was a medic in the Gulf War."

"Really? Wow," she replied.

She turned completely the other way. She was nervous with him massaging her back, but it felt so good she didn't say anything. Plus it was their first good time together and she was afraid of ruining it. Their conversation had actually made it past one sentence. Amazing!

She was relaxing and feeling a little better. On top of that, she was starting to get these funny feelings in her private area-feelings that reminded her of the way it felt when she masturbated.

She really got frightened when he worked his way around to the front and started touching her breasts.

"What are you doing, Dell?"

"I'm the medic. Just relax."

What could she say? Dell was a real medic so she figured he must have known what he's doing. He had to know what was best for her.

As she was thinking it over, she felt his hand move slowly from her shoulder to her breasts. Then it went straight down the side of her body and stopped on her pussy. He was touching her special spot.

She couldn't say anything to stop him. It felt so good. It was like she was masturbating again, but this time it was someone else touching her and it made it feel so much better.

The only problem was that she thought it was wrong. He was a grown man and her mother's boyfriend at that.

She looked over her shoulder and asked, "Are you supposed to be touching me in my private area like that?"

"Just relax."

"Would mom like this?" she asked.

"Yes," he said quickly.

"Do you think I should tell mom how you make me feel better?"

He looked away and his eyes started flickering back and forth like he was trying to think of something to say. He said, "Uh…no, we shouldn't tell your mother. She wouldn't understand. Well, you are eighteen, right?"

"No."

Dell snatched his hand away from her pussy like he'd touched a hot stove. "How old are you?"

"Just eighteen. I just turned about a month ago."

"Oh," he said, and resumed fondling her pussy through her panties.

Tabitha wasn't as naïve as she let on. She knew it was wrong to have sex with her mother's boyfriend, but like so many teens before her, Tabitha couldn't control herself now that her hormones were racing.

Dell was cute. He was older and more experienced, which turned her on a lot more. Above all, she was probably the last virgin in the senior class and wanted to experience sex before she graduated.

He started rubbing harder on her teen pussy, giving a lot of attention to her clit and pussy hole. She spread her legs a little wider. She closed her eyes and let out a low moan.

"Does that make you feel better?" asked Dell.

She looked up at him and smiled with her eyebrows arched. She nodded and said, "It's pretty good."

She was lying totally on her back now. Dell continued fingering her teen cunt with his left hand and used the other for her upper body.

He rubbed her all across her tits and belly in small circles. She opened her legs a little farther again, and Dell slid a finger a little deeper into her snatch. It met with some resistance, which let him know she really was a virgin. Used pussy could never be this tight.

She was a really sexy blonde. Her hair was tied in a ponytail. She had a petite figure with ample tits and big, juicy nipples.

Her panties and tank top were pink and had little flowers in them. They made her look so sexy lying spread out on the bed like that.

"I'm kinda scared," said Tabitha.

"Don't be scared. Just relax, I told you. Something that feels this good can't be wrong, right?"

She didn't answer. She closed her eyes and moaned as Dell continued finger fucking her. She slowly ground her hips in sync with the movements of his hands. She was seriously soaking wet now and tingling all over.

He helped Tabitha take her panties off. His cock stiffened like a brick when he saw what was underneath.

Her pussy was shaven even though it looked like the hair had started growing back, and it was very juicy like somebody had given the outer pussy lips a collagen injection.

Without the panties in his way, Dell could get much better access to her genitals. He used his index and ring fingers to hold her pussy open while he massaged her inner pussy lips with his middles finger. Soon, he had the whole room smelling like pussy.

"When I was in the Gulf War," Dell said, "there was a technique that we used to use to relax the ladies. It eased a lot of tension. Want me to do it?"

She nodded and whispered, "Okay."

For the first time all day, Dell seemed like he was in a rush. He pushed her legs as far apart as they would go. He spread her pussy lips, revealing a split that was pink and glistening wet.

He hungrily lowered his face into it and started flicking his tongue on her clit. He slid his tongue down her pussy and into the hole and went back to the top.

It tasted good and smelled equally as nice. It smelled like a combination of soap mixed with the natural scent of pussy.

Every part of Tabitha's body was tingling. She couldn't keep still. Her legs kept shaking as she wallowed in the feel of having her pussy eaten for the first time.

"Do you do this to mom? It's working," she said.

"Yeah, this is one of her favorite things to do."

He licked and sucked and slurped every part of her vagina. It got to the point that she was struggling to keep her legs from thrashing as her juices poured into his mouth.

Satisfied that she had had her first orgasm, Dell said, "You don't have a sore throat, do you?"

She nodded and said, "I do have a soar throat."

"Well, we also had another remedy when I was in the Gulf War." He stood and pulled his cock out. It was rock-hard and jumping in her face.

She said, "Isn't that wrong?"

"Just relax."

"That's gonna make my throat feel better?"

"It'll make it feel much better," he assured her.

She knew he was full of shit, but she was curious to see what it was like to suck a dick. She was very horny and didn't want to spoil the mood.

And why not suck his dick? He'd already fingered her and ate her pussy, so what difference would it make if they went all the way?

Tabitha asked, "What do I do?"

He said, "Just suck it. Just put it in your mouth and-"

Tabitha leaned forward and sucked the head of his swollen member into his mouth. She opened her mouth wider and engulfed the whole thing almost, which surprised Dell because he thought he was dealing with an inexperienced teenager.

She sucked hard and let it slip from her mouth, then sucked him deeper. It went so deep that the head of his cock touched the back of her throat.

"Yeah, just like that," he groaned.

She was a natural. She was so good that it made him wonder if she was one of those girls who had sucked a lot of dicks by the time they got fucked in the pussy. Apparently so, because she was doing one hell of a job at it. She sucked him deep every time and let it out slowly as she looked up into his eyes for confirmation.

"Yeah," he moaned. "You're doing it just right."

She sucked his dick for a couple more minutes. It was one of the best blowjobs of his life, a lot better than Tabitha's mother. Tabitha even made her tongue spread wide and wrapped it around his cock while she was sucking it. She was driving him crazy.

Dell took his pants all the way off. His cock was pointing straight up. It was so hard it hurt.

Tabitha let a substantial amount of saliva build up in her mouth and went down on him. Dell guided her in and out by her blonde hair.

He had a nice view of her tight ass while she sucked his throbbing cock. He could imagine what the view from the other side must look like. The thought of Tabitha bent over with her body moving back and forth-pouty pussy lips squeezed between two supple ass cheeks. Yum.

He wanted to fuck her bad! He lay down in a hurry and told her to mount him like a bicycle and face away from him. He wanted a view of her ass.

She sat on his cock and put the head at the base of her pussy. There was a lot of heat coming off her crotch and it was dripping wet.

Tabitha paused as she was easing herself onto his dick. There was too much pain, but then Dell grabbed her hips and forced her all the way down.

She opened her mouth in shock, but she held the scream back because, as bad as it hurt, the pleasure outweighed the pain ten fold. Dell made small movements in, out, and side to side so her pussy could adjust to his dick.

After a couple of minutes of doing this, she leaned back and started grinding on his dick. She rocked back and forth, sometimes lifting up to feel it sliding out of her so she could lower her pussy and feel it sliding back in.

They rolled on their sides with Dell still behind her. She was out of breath and still moaning as he slowly penetrated her and fucked her from the back.

"You like that?" asked Dell.

She couldn't talk. She was too busy screaming and moaning. The bed was rocking all over the place from dell's aggressive thrusts.

"Ohhhhhh!" she cried as her pussy spasmed and a rush of cunt juice saturated his eager prick.

She closed her eyes and bit her fist as Dell got on his knees and rammed her harder than ever. He was excited that his own orgasm was approaching fast.

He looked down and watched his cock beating her tight little teen pussy. It was so tight and wet and…

Ohhhhhh!

He pulled back. His cock came out with a loud swish. There was cum already at the tip. It was jumping as streams of man juice were making their way up his shaft. He grabbed his cock and started jerking it until Tabitha's stomach was covered in his DNA.

It didn't help her cold much, but now she felt like a true woman.

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First time with Chelsea Koh (Alternate Version)

Darthlord on Teen Stories

Chelsea Koh or Li-yun, as I known and used to affectionately called since childhood. She is my very first friend known, from the day I "popped" out till now. She was only 2½ month-old back then, but nevertheless still called her "Jie-Jie" till we kinda dropped that formality later on. As both our families been neighbours since 1976 living just next door, same-block neighbours in 1982 and currently acute block neighbours since 1992. She was also my very first playmate then, from basically growing up, doing and going almost everything and anywhere together. It was roughly when we were 2 years old, that we knew that we were very physically different "down there", me having a convex "protrusion" and hers a concave "indentation". But never

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theless failed to cease us from bathing, running about (Which our parents were very graceful that we both stopped at age of 4!) or, swimming partially nude in the canal together. I remembered her rather tomboyish back then too, always hung from tree branches, played boys games and the occasionally scuffles. Perhaps the fact that there weren’t many girls in the village didn’t help at all, but she did changed completely from age 8 onwards, 2 years after both families moved together into government-built flats, wearing more dress and skirts. As we had both started "single-sexed" primary school then, and I always caught a glimpse of her shorts worn beneath her petit fours, and admiring her cute little butt, as we climbed up tress after school. Things got lot more interesting as she turned 11, as she began sprouting breasts, and started her training-bra, and with me extremely mischievous, would "snapped" those straps whenever the chance arises. I always remember constantly charting their growth, and my first glimpse at her pubis, when we both played "Doctor", as we began curious with our body then. Then with more pubic hair and height growth, we knew it’s time to halt our childish games. Those were indeed memorable times.

Secondary school came and went so quickly, with both of us having tons of "crushes", helping each other tackled our "targets", going on group-individual dates. It was also then that her tomboyish ways kinda disappeared gradually, in return was lot more feminine her. As we were also classmates, annually sitting with only each other the whole duration of 5 years, thus later earning us the "Childhood Lovers" taunts, but both knew we were already more than just that, as our "first time" accidentally happened.

Think we were both 15 then in Late-November 1991, 29th to be precise, after safely completed our middle Secondary education for that year, and with month long term-break just commencing. She dropped by my place with her mum, and asked me to go shopping with her, as our mums began their weekly gossips session. As we left together, they would give that all too familiar "devil smile" and their "evil stare", as they both bid us farewell. (For your information, they were the reason that we are still neighbours now, for along with our Dads, the 4 of them had long plotted to "marry" us!) We sat on the Bus 16, happily heading towards Orchard Road. I knew something wasn’t right that day, as we walked along Orchard Road aimlessly, unlike our usual normal shopping trip where we actually "brought" some stuff. Nevertheless, I didn’t question, as I thought that perhaps she just wanted to relax under the shade. It became distinctively evident that something was indeed wrong, as she began walking closer to me, then holding my arm, before clasping my hands. Before she could interlock those fingers, I turned towards and asked: - " What are you doing?" "What’s wrong?"

"Nothing!" She replied cheerfully, letting go my hand.

"You’re sure?" "Let stop at McDonalds for a drink…I’m thirsty!" I said.

"Me too!" She exclaimed.

It was at McDonalds that she began doing the same thing again, leaning over and placing her hand over mine. But since she said nothing was wrong previously, I thought nothing of it. As she clasped my hand, she appeared rather satisfied. Then I accidentally spoilt the "romantic" mood for her with this question.

"Aren’t you gonna buy something?" I asked.

"Maybe!" She replied happily.

"You better…Or else I’m going to play some arcade games!" I answered.

"I also wanna go play arcade games too!" She said.

"Copycat!" I said as I got up and left.

She caught up with me, and stuck out her tongue in my face, and grabbed my hands, pulling me towards the Amusement Centre, changed about $25 worth of tokens, mainly playing ticketed games. You know the type that you exchanged for prizes. We got a massive gorilla plush from all the tickets won which she forced me to carry, as to be able to grab onto my arm, and preventing me from shaking them off.

"Sneaky bitch" I looked at her and said.

"Whatever...Asshole!" She replied and stuck her tongue at me once more.

"You stick out that tongue once more, I will bite it off!" I declared.

"I dare…Perhaps double-dare you to do it!" She replied, as she stuck her tongue once more.

"You asked for it…Geek!" I answered, and darted for her tongue.

It was then that she pashed me, fully and cleanly on the lips, licked me before jumping with joy declaring loudly in tune: - "I stole your first kiss…I stole your first kiss!"

"Gross…Woman!" I replied, as I splat on the floor.

"I gonna get you for that…You stupid…!" I continued.

"No you wouldn’t" She immediately answered, and licked me once more, a really wet one.

There we were, chasing each other about all along Orchard Road trying to extract some sort of revenge. To me…It’s seems like a game, but to her, which later I knew was…Foreplay. After a while of "fooling" around, we sat down at the Bus-station, laughing and also trying to catch our breath, when she suddenly grab my arm, and boarded a bus that arrived at the station. I knew it wasn’t the bus home, but had so much fun, that it didn’t matter then.

"Let’s go whenever the bus travel." She said.

"Okay!" I replied, indirectly agreeing to her "scheme"

There we sat, as the bus rocked gently as it travelled, and me clearly dozed off, before she tugged at my arm, awoken me and said: "Time to alight…Sleepyhead!"

"Where are we now?" I questioned.

"You will know later, once we alight!" She replied.

There at that makeshift bus stop, I recognised the all-so-familiar surroundings, It was the place we spent our "formative" years, the village we used to lived in, now clearly in a dilapidated state, with tons of wild weeds growth.

"It’s gonna be flattened tomorrow morning" She said sadly.

"Yap...Heard the news too!" I replied equally depressed.

"Let’s walk around…before all that becomes distant memories." She said, taking my hand in hers, and gently pulled me along.

As we "bashed" through all the thick undergrowth, before coming to a halt, just directly outside the building, we both used to call home. The front door crept eerily, as I gently push it open, and stepped inside with her. It still looked the same, just empty without any furniture. We must be on that site for so long that we failed to noticed the setting sun, and realised that we had already missed the last bus out of there. I knew at once that we had to either spend a night there, or start walking. But she appeared too calm and not really bothered for a young lady, but I just left it as her being tomboyish once more. She then grabbed my arm, and led me in the direction of the canal we both loved swimming in. As we arrived at the very similar tree, the rope we used to propel our partially nude body into the murky canal water, still tightly tied on its outstretched branches. What intrigued me the most was a box, clearly new placed in the shade, but dismissed as perhaps trash in it anyway.

"Let’s plunged in…Just like old times?" She said smilingly.

"Why not?" I answered, sinking deeper into her well-planned trap.

As we began to disrobe, lying our folded clothing neatly on that box, we made our way towards the edge, partially clothed only in our undies. We held each other hands, and stood there a while, before leaping sideways faced together and shouted: - "For old time sake!" A loud [Splash] resounded, as both our bodies entered the murky water, as memories flashed by with the cold water hitting our face. We swam and frolicked about a bit, before climbing back to the bank to dry off. She then proceed to kneel beside the box, took the folded clothing off, opened the lid slightly and reached in, pulling a bottle of mineral water out, took a sip before passing it to me.

"You clearly orchestrated this…Right? I questioned, as I sipped.

"Hmm…. A bit slow, but nevertheless smart!" She answered.

"What’s now…Crafty one?" I said.

"To the well we shall go." "But bring the box along too!" She replied.

As I reached over to carry the box, I peeked in and knew this trip was very well planned, as it contained food, a change of clothing of both of us, torches…etc. With her carrying her beloved plush for once, and the box over my shoulders, we paved our way towards the well. Her cute firm butt checks swayed sexily from behind her pink "Bee-Dees" boy-leg undies, as I looked as I walked behind. With my freed hand, I pinched gently on her left butt cheek, before quickening my pace forwards, narrowly avoiding her reversed back-fist.

"Ouch!" "I gonna get you for that…You little pervert!" She said, as she rubbed the redden spot.

This time round, I stuck my tongue at her, and ran off as she gave chase towards the well. We had to bath in our soiled undies together, as I was forced to draw the water, just like old times. Her nipples perked though the thin material of her matching pink bra, as the cold water came gushing from the top, as she squatted before me, washing the soap studs along with the grime. Thought she had rather small breasts (Think was about 70A last measured!), the top-down view into her bra was nevertheless amazing. She waited for me to clean myself off, before stepping in with me, as I threw the last bucket of water over my head. The water not only refreshed and cleaned us; it also caused our undies to cling tightly to our bodies, revealing clearly all our genital outline to each other. Following our shower, we continued on our way towards the tattered unit, towelled dried ourselves in separate locations inside, changed into our new set of clothing, sat down on a mat, eating our dinner of biscuit, chips and lighted-jam bread. As the sky darkened, we switched on the torches, and sat hurdled together, with a blanket draped over out shoulders, as we chatted about childhood memoirs, current life…etc.

As the night went on, we grew tired, and lay down side-by-side to rest. As I was about to doze off, She asked: - "Do you liked what I had planned today?"

"Yeah…It’s good…Very well-planned!" "Just not enough time only!" I replied.

"Since we are both still awake…Why not we play a game…Something we never tried before!" She said, as she turned on her side.

"Okay!" I answered excitedly, kinda knowing what she had in mind.

She lay on her side, and whispered softly: - "Let’s have sex!"

"You must be joking…Right?" I laughed

"No!" She said in a firm tone.

"You mean you’re feeling horny and wanna fuck now?" I asked.

"So crude!" "[Make Love] sounds nicer, and for your info…Yes, I’m horny!" She said jokingly

I looked and turned towards her and said: - "No…It’s not right!" "You are my {Jie Jie]…That’s incest…Immoral, you know!"

"You have morals meh?" "Pinching my rear…Looking lustfully at me dressed only in my [Bee-Dees]…Is that moral?" She jokingly questioned.

"To be frank, I planned for today, a little more than just looking at this place one last time, a little physical [action]!" She added, in a serious tone.

"You know, I didn’t smuggled this out for show!" She continued, reaching into her rear shorts pocket, putting a condom packet between her fingers.

"I really want you to be the first guy I try [Poke Poke] with!" she added

"But I really nor sure how to do it properly!" I shyly continued.

"I also...Just know your penis supposed to go into her!" She said, pointing towards her vagina.

"Who don’t know that…even 3 ye…!" I wanted to say teasingly.

"You talk too much!" She said, as she placed her fingers against my lips, promptly removing them as she pashed me.

"You too!" I answered, as I returned her "flavour".

As we lay on our sides, we exchanged several "flirting" kisses to and fro, which was rather grossed at first then magical as it went on. We paused for a while to catch out breath, before we looked into each other’s eyes, closed them as we leaned forward together truly exchanging out first kiss. He lips felt velvety soft against mine, as we locked lips for a long while, carefully feeling its slippery surface with our tongues. So hands became involved, as we caressed each other face, slowly making their way downwards head, neck, back and finally front. Her short layered hairs felt silky soft, with skin on her face and neck glidingly smooth. As we were still fully clothed then, I felt her thin bra straps along her shoulders, towards the wider straps across her back, feeling them all the way around her armpits, converging towards the bottom of her thickly padded front cups. Without asking her permission, I began moving my palms up-and-down her profiled bra, feeling her knowingly pebble-shaped breasts and the seemingly narrow "channel" between them, as my hands went down.

"Gentle leh!" She said, as I was caressing them rather vigorously, as I really couldn’t felt them through all the thick padding.

With those words in mind, I notch down a gear, and decelerated gradually, with my fingers gently massaging her "clothed protrusion", from its base all to the "tips", as if trying to taper them slightly. After a while of frontal skirmish, I leaned forward slightly, and buried my face between her "clothed" breasts-filled bra, taking a long whiff at it. Gosh…They really smell buttery heavenly, like freshly baked cakes.

"Yo…Your breasts smells like [Hazeline] cream." I said.

"I see what you’re trying to do?" "Trying to amplify your breasts!" I added.

"Cannot meh?" "Later K.O you with them…Then you know!" She answered gingerly.

"What?" "With those pebbles?" I laughed as I proceed placing my hands either side of her shirt, lifting them up as she struggled in vainly to prevent me from disrobing her top. Without much effort, she sat upright with her hands "forcefully" raised towards the night sky, and her top came flying off, leaving her bust clothed in a plain baby blue coloured "push-up" bra. Her hands then lowered and instinctly shielded her bra-covered breasts, preventing me from gaining sight "advantage".

"Very sneaky…Trying to peek at my [pebbles]?" She said.

"Pebbles are way lots bigger than [those]!" I answered jokingly, as she removed her left hand from her front, obviously trying to punch me.

I grabbed her "attacking" hand mid-air as my other hand cuffed her right wrist, and pulled them in opposite directions, as far apart as she could comfortably physically managed, and gently push her off-centre towards her back. As I got her by surprise, she tipped over without much difficulty; her hands firmly pinned above her head as she landed.

"I got you where I want you to be now!" "All resistance is futile…For I can see and do what I have planned now!" I said victoriously.

"Not fair…You play cheat!" She replied, as she sulked a bit.

Knowing what she meant, I pointed to my shirt, as I uncuffed her and said: - "You meant this?" She nodded, as she took them off my back, and jokingly said: -"Okay lah…A bit more fair!"

I continued with my planned frontal invasion, thought her breast weren’t much considered to be an eye feast, they were nevertheless still sexily appealing. Even without her shirt hindrance, her bosom -filled bra still felt naturally thick, hardly exhibiting her nipples at all. But that didn’t deter me from giving her breast the simulation it needed, as I traced the silhouette of the bra gently before intensifying the pressure and speed slightly. I then inserted my finger underneath her underwired front, via the gaps resulting as she began breathing slightly erratically but was pulled out before I could lift them off.

She said: - "There’s something I wanna tell you before I let you de-bra me." "I’m not 100% like other girl you had crushes on!"

"What is you big secret then?" "You a man actually…Or is it about your "inverted" left nipple?" I asked.

"How did you know about that?" She questioned rudely, gently slapping my cheeks with her palm.

"Remember the times we were nude…From young till playing [doctor]...Kinda noticed that then!" I replied, as 1 amateurishly lifted the padded front towards the top in 1 swift motion, freeing her breasts instantly.

"Since I saw and knew about it for so long, I guess you shouldn’t feel shy or inadequate about it!" "There’s other things that attractive about you!" I continued, trying to assume and hopefully would boost her self-esteem a little.

"Must be your first time trying to undo someone’s bra" She exclaimed, and reached over her back unclasping her bra hooks.

"Now be gentle lah!" she added, as she leaned forwards slightly, and let her bra slipped naturally from her chest region.

I then greedily savour her breasts with my mouth and massaged them sensitivity with my hands. But couldn’t felt much as she was clearly getting too excited, with her hands moved frantically everywhere, before grabbing my head and planted my face firmly in her chest, right in-between her petite breasts. It was sure a good thing that her breasts weren’t ample or I would have clearly suffocated, even if she hadn’t forced my head there.

"Hey!" "You want me to die…Is it?" I shouted jokingly.

"To have you "die by my breast torture" would be too kind to you." She answered jokingly too.

Though her breasts were like 2 "mole hills" on flat ground, they still felt like firm jelly, wobbly yet solidly centred, as my head rested against them momentarily. Her nipples, only her right perked proudly, like raisins and the other did raised slightly though still utterly inverted. Her hands reached inside of my short, made its way past my boxers, and grabbed my erected penis and started yanking at it. With both clearly inexperienced then, I prematurely ejaculated, as my penis hadn’t yet to be desensitised enough, coating her hand with semen.

"Yak!" "What’s all this whitish-looking slime?" She said as she pulled out her semen-covered fingers.

"Sorry!" "Think I kinda [erupted] already" I said sheepishly.

"What?" "Is that all…So fast game over!" "I had only just beginning to warm-up a little!" "Very disappointed leh!" "Thought you would at least last a bit longer!" She replied relentlessly insulting.

"Yo…Your [man-ooze] sure smells familiar…Like your bed sheet!" "Oh…I now see what you been up to all the time!" She added, sniffing before dripping some of the "fluid" onto her awaiting tongue and into her mouth.

"Tasted like plain yoghurt, though slightly fishy, but nevertheless still palatable." She concluded.

I looked at her in disgust, as she tried to offer me some.

"Anyway…I read somewhere that it would take some time, before penile action can be regained!" "Why not as you recuperate…Lets Continue with some other action leh?" She said sexily.

"But be gentle!" "Take it slow" "No hurry as it would be some time before you will ready again!" She added.

She lay me on me back, placed her hand at the hems of my shorts, and with 1 rapidly motion, pull my shorts down along with my boxer to my knees, as I lifted my butt of the floor to assist her a little. The sticky spot at the front of my boxers reminded both of us of the "accident" a while ago, as it began to soak into the boxer material. I thought she had something planned on her mind, as she dazed for a while

"Gross…So you expect me to clean up your mess?" She sarcastically said, as she lifted my limp penis from the slimy smudge.

"Well, if you want do…No one stopping you!" I jokingly answered.

"But I don’t trust your cleaning skills!" I continued.

I stood up, grabbed a bottle of mineral water and some tissue, and stepped out of my soiled clothing, proceeded outside to give my penile area a wash, before towel-dry them. As I was cleaning up myself, she stood at the doorway observing what I was doing. She then placed her hand on the towel as soon as I stepped into the house again towel-drying my penis, and began massaging it, feeling its dimensions. It was not long that she removed the towel, and lay her bare hands against my penis, with her fingers firmly grasping around my penile shaft, casing it to erect a little.

"It’s alive!" She shouted jokingly, as my penis was expanding acceleratory, pulsing angrily like a dominant volcano threatening to erupt any moment.

"It feels lots better now…Better than the "pornographic" stage it was couple of minutes ago!" She added.

As she stood in front of me, massaging my penis back into action, I placed my hands on each side of her demin shorts, and slowly slid them downwards, as she knowingly parted her tanned slender legs. I only managed to glide them past her "sun-kissed" toned thighs, slightly above her knees before she slowly wriggled then further down towards her ankles. With her shorts now loose around her ankles, she then proceeded to push me back a little, as she stepped forward, and tossed them backwards with her left leg, leaving her still clothed in her matching baby blues coloured boy-leg undies, shielding her prominent pubic area.

As I slowly positioned my hands towards the side of her undies, she grabbed my now half-erected penis, slid it gently in-between us, laying its head softly against her "baby-flab" tummy, then sheathing her fingers tightly around the penile shaft, daintily stroking it. My penis slowly dilated, slowly building length, width and pressure once more, with each stroke she gave, firm yet precised.

"Not so fast yet…I want you to feel me through my undies first, before you remove them!" She whispered sexily.

"Your desire should be met with pleasure…Highness!" I jokingly replied.

As I shifted my hands from the side, converging them towards the conspicuous front, feeling her reasonably pubis growth through the thin material, as I moved towards her rapidly dampening secluded vaginal area. As I slowly inched my fingers forwards, I could feel intense heat amplifying, and increasingly humid, as the contour her outer vaginal lips began to promptly appeared. My fingers rested gently against those contours, before retreating back then invitingly forwards slightly, with a slight open-close motion. Each every movement made, more secretions appeared to seep out her already moist shielded vagina, and seemingly drenching the "cloth" firmly wedged between her legs. She parted her legs even more, as I sped up my vaginal assault, with my middle finger probing between those lips, as if trying to plug a leaking hole. More of her secretions seeped down, as her legs began to wobble slightly, allowing my finger to push more "cloth" deeply into her pulsing vagina.

"Ahhh….!" She moaned slightly, with her breath increasingly eccentric fast.

As she moaned, she too sped up her penile assault, enveloped her fingers tighter as she notched up a gear and accelerated. With her clearly losing control, seemingly appeared not able to apply brake as time soon, I knew that I gonna "spew out", and before long, as my penis churned along its shaft, vomited the pulsing contents via its "mouth", and onto clothed mons veneris as she suddenly vaulted up slightly into the air then plunging, and thus penetrated my sheathed middle finger ¼ into her inhaling vagina, as she orgasmed for the very first time.

"Like a virgin…Fuck for the very first time…Like a vir…vir…virgin…Orgasm for her very first time!" I jokingly sang as she rested her head against my shoulders, trying to regulated her breath, as I removed my fingers, and my semen permeated the front of her undies.

"You very bad…make fun of me!" She shyly said, as she slowly regained her breath.

"Look what you have done…Asshole!" "You totally ruined my brand-new undies!" She sadly said, as her felt the sticky "man slime" contiguously soaking into her undies, as it rapidly streamed downwards.

"What…My fault again?" "I will wash them for you loh!" I replied.

"Who want you to wash them…. You pervert!" "I don’t care…You must buy me a new set!" She answered in a serious tone.

"If not…I will break your penis in half right now!" She continued as her hands closed tightly, as if trying to do what she previously said.

"Okay…you win!" "I will buy you a new set for your birthday present next year lah!" I redundantly said, knowingly that I will most probably forgotten by then.

"No…I want them A.S.A.P!" "But not this cheap brand…I want the Calvin Klein lingerie set displayed at EROS, but in baby-pink colour!" She said happily.

"And you must come with me to buy!" She added.

"There goes my holiday pay!" I sadly said, but nevertheless was contented to do.

After hearing my agreed answer, she immediately took off her semen-ruined undies, and threw them beside her discarded bra top. As she walked towards the opened door, a gentle breeze blew in right between her legs, carrying with it a sweet aroma mixed with the familiar semen reek. I followed closely behind, and placed my right hand against her waist, as we both step outside the house, and into the moonlight. The moon was perfectly round and bright, as it totally illumined the surrounding, as we both could make out the silhouette of the tree, the well and several others landmarks clearly. As we both stood mesmerised, trying to comprehend that "dreamy" feeling just now, a cool breeze brew bring us back to reality.

"You know…We might never be the same again after tonight." She said.

"I’m very frightened that I gonna lose you!" She said, as tear began welling up her eyes.

"It’s okay…That’s nothing to fear!" I assured her.

"I promise that no matter what happens after tonight, or in the future…You will always been my friend!" I added.

"That’s nice…And I too promise that we will always be friends!" She replied, as we both hooked out last finger as a physical sign of our commitments.

"But right now…You are my lover!" I lustfully said.

"Why you little rascal!" She jokingly replied, as we began to laugh in sync.

"I love you, Yun!" I whispered.

"I love you too, Hui!" She answered.

With that, I pushed her towards my front, with her firmly grasped at the waist and her hands firmly behind my neck, we pashed passionally. Slowly exploring each other lips as our tongues crossed, engaging in furious battle. But as we were physically "heating" up once more, I unlocked our lips, and began to lick her face.

"That’s for this afternoon." I said.

"I see…You are looking for more tongue fight!" "For spoiling the mood, I will extract my revenge on you…Right now!" She replied, as we began fooling around.

As we both attack and defend simultaneously, our naked bodies felt like dancing under the moonlight…So naturally beautiful. For the very first time, her body appeared rather different, unlike the times we saw each other nude. The moonlight reflected off her body, giving off a very sexy glow, while I admired her nude body truly. As if she got my glance, she stopped our "childish" games, and posed seductively with her body in varies angles, perfectly utilising the moonlight perfectly, as it reflected off varies body parts, or so I say her tomboyish curves.

What caught my attention the most was her pubis, which I recalled, was about 3 years since I last saw them. Her pubes had grew much more intense and denser now, than their sparse growth 3 years ago, which then barely covered her spongy pubic tissue. Nevertheless, its hair growth is still the same, triangle-shaped beginning from the each side of her mons pubis, sloping towards the middle resembling a narrow valley. A sticky residue appeared glittering between those valley, most probably a mixture of semen and her orgasmic secretions. I noticed with each glance of them, that my penis began gradually hardening once more. I held her in my arms, before gradually inching forwards towards her pubis growth, which was my second time feeling then. Her pubes felt incredibly silky, with each strand medium-length and curly towards the end, against the bare skin of my probing hands. I too confirmed the shimmering residue, for it smell sweet with slight semen taint, as I played with them between my fingers momentarily. I began kneeling down as I reached deeper towards her vagina; I placed my tongue against her spongy area, and tasted for the very first time. It tasted heavenly, like her breasts just lots muskier. As I probed deeper, she spread her leg willingly, taking more of her into my mouth. I felt her "improved" outer vaginal lips for the very first time, as it was virtually hairless, and felt smooth against my lubricated fingers. I wanted to probe further, but her legs suddenly gave way and she collasped forward into me.

"Ouch!" I said.

"Sorry…Got a bit intense just now!" She replied.

"You wanna return to the house?" I asked

"Don’t bother…Kinda like it here better!" She replied.

I proceed to find a good spot to lay her down, as she willingly reclined onto her back, slightly spreading her legs. With the moonlight directly shining at her vaginal area, it clarified what I felt. Her labra majora looked lightly "crusty" from her dried secretions, as formed perfectly on the slit, preventing further exploration. I placed my face in-between her leg, as I positioned my mouth towards the silt, and stuck out my well-moistened tongue, giving it a good lick several times, before it came crumply off. It not also gave off a sweet aroma; it tasted sweetly nice too. With her outer vaginal lips now properly moistened, it began opening up slightly, letting off a honey-like scent.

"Please don’t look any further!" She said, pulling my head upwards.

"They look very unpleasant!" She added.

"It’s okay…I’ve seen worse than that!" I answered; trying to assured her slightly.

"Please…For my sake!" She replied.

I respected her wishes, as I headed back upwards and lay on my side beside her. As I pashed her, I too continued my vaginal explorations, as I parted her outer lips slightly, causing her mounting secretions to trickle out, and only slightly more as I parted them even further. I knew that she had a very beautiful labra minora, as its left inner lip folded nicely on top of the right lip, as I probed in with my index finger. As I gently lifted her lips apart, a sudden gush of secretion came rushing out, as her inner lips sealed the entrance to her vagina canal perfectly.

"You know…I can feel that you have a incredibly fashioned vagina, from the touch of your outer and inner vaginal lips." I said reassuringly.

"Sorry…That I don’t allow you to have a look at it." "I’m just too shy!" She replied.

"Can I massage your penis, as you massage my vagina?" She continued.

"Okay…He’s all yours to play with!" I replied jokingly.

As she began playfully tempered with my penis, stroking it sometimes gently, and occasionally vigorously, but nevertheless still highly effective. My penis stood proudly still, all 5¾ ins. of it, as pre-cum began oozing out, lubricating the penile head. I too proceeded with opening her inner lips up, as I probed my middle finger gently past her inner "gates" and into her moist "passage". I could feel every ridge and dent of her pulsing vagina, with each contraction taking more of my finger in.

"Can I take a lick at your [Popsicle]?" She said.

"Feel free…But I don’t really like the idea though!" I replied.

She began lowering herself towards my angry-looking penis, and began licking it from base up to the tip, before gradually opening her mouth, gently taking my penis and swallowing deeper into her mouth. She started to choke slightly, as she was clearly inexperienced.

"Come up…Before you gag to death!" "Don’t want tomorrow headlines to read [Woman died from penile torture]!" I jokingly said.

She laughed as she made her way up towards me. I pashed her the moment our eyes met, and rolled on top of her. She knowingly spread her leg; just wide enough to accommodate my lower torso, with her knees bent to the side. I felt her vagina for the last time, ensuring that she’s still sufficiently "lubed", before reaching down and positioned my penis against her vagina entrance, with some assistance from her. She then closed her eyes, and nodded signalling me to start inserting my penis into her. As I gradually insert my penis, I could clearly observed from her facial expression, that it was rather uncomfortable for her, as her body swayed sideways too. As I penetrated deeper, her hands clasped behind my neck and her feet lay directly above mine. It was above halfway into her ribbed vagina that I met some opposition, and her face cringed slightly as my penis tried desperately to slip past the "barrier". Before long, a [pop] sound was heard, and my penis instantly submerged, as if was forcefully sucked in. Her face of pain gradually turned into one of ecstasy, as she started to moan a little louder, as I began inserting, then retreating my penis in/from her gradually, before speeding up vigorously. Her inner vaginal lips caressed the sides my penis perfectly, from its head all along the shaft right, till its base as it envelopedly shaped, with her outer vagina lips pulsing continually, engulfing more of my penis with each beat. As I sped up, I knew she would orgasmed soon, as her mouth formed an [O] shape, her leg tensing and firmly clasped behind my back, her breathing increasingly rapid, and her hands pulling me downwards into her.

"Err…The condom" I said.

"It’s okay…I wanna feel naturally every inch and piece of you in me!" She replied barely audible under her breath.

"But you might get pregnant, if…" I answered, but knowingly it was already too late, as I truly ejaculated deep into her vagina.

"Yessss…" She too moaned, as her body bucked violently for a while.

I knew that I had just emptied my largest load yet, with my legs jellify as her vagina contracted and expanded energetically, as if gasping for oxygen along with her pelvic "muscle" sucking me bone-dry. I lay on top of her momentarily, utterly exhausted from all the physical exertion, as my precious "life-force" began seeping out from my penile head, into her gasping vagina, swallowed into her vaginal throat towards her widely-opened cervix, and despotised finally into her uterus. Our perspiration like diamond glittering beneath the moonlight, as we lay face to face, comprehending what had just occurred between us.

"Am I your first?" We asked each other concurrently.

"Yes!" We answered each other in one voice.

"Thank you!" I said.

"Thank you too!" She replied.

After her vagina stopped beating, I removed my utterly limp penis out between her legs, as blood mixed semen began to flow slowly out of her unplugged tired vagina. We felt asleep almost instantly in each other’s arms, as the results of our sexual encounter continually trickled down her vaginal lips, and onto the moonlit grass. We stayed in that position till we woke up early next morning, left just before the demolition crew came in. As we headed towards the bus stop, Chelsea showed me her semen-strained undies, indirectly reminding me of my promise to her, and secondly a reminder of our wonderful first night together. With that, our fear never materialised, as we are still best of friends now, and hopefully forever.

SDF - part 6 - chaotic behaviour

Deathnote on Teen Stories

(Song "Motivation" by Sum 41. Lyrics taken from plyrics.com)

What's the difference of never knowing at all?
When every step I take is always too small.


"Alright, let's go!!!" Trent shouted as he excitedly lifted his skateboard high up over his head. The adrenaline... the rush! There was no feeling like it in the entire world.

Maybe it's just something I can't admit but lately,
I feel like I don't give a shit.


The half-pipe was the best thing he discovered since busting out of his prison of a home. He managed to earn money by running some er
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rands every now and then. It was amazing how much speed was in demand these days. Unlike most delivery boys, he was able to deliver in one third the required time. Pizza, letters, messages... you name it. He'd find out the address even if you didn't tell him what it was.

Motivation such an aggravation,
Accusations don't know how to take them.
Inspiration's getting hard to fake it.
Concentration's never hard to break it.
Situation never what you want it to be.


All eyes were on him for it was always a show whenever it was his turn on the pipe. He earned himself the nick name "stray hound" on the first day he displayed his skills. He claimed to had never skate-boarded before, yet he learned advanced tricks by watching them performed.

What's the point of never making mistakes?
Self-indulgence is such a hard habit to break.
It's all just a waste of time in the end.
I don't care so why should I even pretend.


As if to encourage others to call him by his new name, he stole a black leather collar and wore it around his own neck. He earned other names for his deeds including "dare devil", "maniac", and strangely enough... someone called him "Tzuyu." That last one stuck to him for some odd reason... so he kept that one as well.

Motivation such an aggravation,
Accusations don't know how to take them.
Inspiration's getting hard to fake it.
Concentration's never hard to break it.
Situation never what you want it.

Nothing's new, everything's the same.
It keeps on dragging me down, it's getting kind of lame.
I'm falling further behind, there's nothing to explain.
No matter what you say nothing's gonna change my mind.


Trent/Tzuyu jumped off the top of the half-pipe and began his performance in front of a crowd of kids his age. The audience was cheering and egging the young dare devil on. Trent started things off with a nose grab followed by an indy and an airwalk. His best trick... he was going to save that for last.

Wheels were whirling on wood. Time stood still for him. His blood was boiling with adrenaline which was pumping at maximum pressure. Not a care in world... that was the kind of state his mind was in. There was no confusion about anything at all. Everything was clear to him... yet chaotic at the same time. Clear and chaotic... he wouldn't have had it any other way.

Can't depend on doubt until the end.
It seems like leaving friends has become
This years trend and though I can't pretend.
It's fine to be mislead.
It's not the same but who's to blame,
For all those stupid things I never said.

Motivation such an aggravation,
Accusations don't know how to take them.
Inspiration's getting hard to fake it.
Concentration's never hard to break it.


The wind was with him and they both knew it in their hearts. When it came to the air, Trent knew he was in safe hands. He could jump from high heights and launch himself from ramps without a single doubt in his mind. He'd jump off a cliff and knew he'd be okay. He'd attach rocket boosters to his feet and believe he'd come out alive.

The crowd screamed louder for the youngster to go up higher. They knew he could go higher. He knew they knew he could go higher. They've seen him go higher and wanted him to go even higher than when they've seen him go higher. He knew he wanted to go higher. He knew they knew that he wanted to go higher as well. This time, he was going to give them the highest he's ever gone before.

Motivation such an aggravation,
Accusations don't know how to take them.
Inspiration's getting hard to fake it.
Concentration,
Situation never what you want it to be.


"Oh my god!!! Is that... it is!!!" A commentator's voice.

Never what you want it to be.

"This dark horse of the tournament might have a chance, afterall!"

"Don't you mean dark dog? *Snicker*"

Never what you want it to be.

"There you have a it folks! First time contender, Trent "stray hound Tzuyu" Bloom has just performed a 720 backflip! That has got to earn points!"

"Yeah, alright!!! Gonna take number one!" Trent shouted as he pumped a fist into the air.

"Unfortunately, his registration seems to have disappeared... is he even competing legitimately?" One of the commentators asked as he searched through a bunch of papers.

"Uh oh, looks like I got found out!" Trent grinned as he jumped off the half-pipe when his skateboard strapped to his back. He landed onto the cement ground on all fours just as the security guards arrived. The audience booed the judges for disqualifying their favourite skater so fast.

"I'm sorry, son, but you gotta play by the rules," one of the guards apologized as he approached the young boarder.

"Nah, don't apologize. You wouldn't if you knew I'd do... this!" Trent laughed as he jumped as he dropped a lit firecracker into the guard's hands. He immediately ducked away from another guard as the firecracker went off.

"Damn kid. Get back here!"

"Ha ha ha!!!" Trent continued laughing maniacally as he scaled the walls like a monkey and jumped into the crowd of spectators. He was immediately lost in the sea of teenagers and young adults.

"Okay... that was wierd. How did he get past security in the first place?" The commentator asked, looking around.

"Kid should've just registered for the amateur tournament and made his way up. Say... does that mean he won or what? The audience seems to like him enough."

*****

"Shit, dude! That was awesome! 'Specially like the way you got out uncaught!" Spike exclaimed from behind the wheel of his convertible. "How'd you get past the guards, man?"

"Laxatives, my man. Laxatives," Trent grinned devilishly in the back middle seat with his arms crossed. "No one can mess with the genius of Trent Bloom."

"You rocked, man! Knew you'd be cool enough to hang with us!" Nails laughed as he clapped a hand on Trent's shoulder. He was seating right behind the driver's seat. He looked towards the others and asked, "didn't I say he was cool or what? The devil man! You were like Dare Devil out there!"

"Of course he's cool! He's always been cool! Hadn't I always said he was cool?" Razor exclaimed in the front passenger seat. He turned around and continued, "you're definately one of us now! We're like dogs who hunt in packs."

"Yeah, you're definately dogs alright," Sting smirked as she sat beside Trent, behind the front passenger seat. She turned her head and smiled sweetly at the new addition to the team. "Seriously, though, you were great out there."

"Thank you! Thank you! Greatest skater in the world is my new title!" Trent laughed as he stood up on his seat. He took his skateboard off his back as he jumped onto the trunk of Spike's car. He saluted to his new friends as he said, "now if you'll excuse me, I've got an appointment to attend to."

"Wha... we're on the highway! C'mon, you suicidal or something?" Spike exclaimed as he looked back, then front again.

"Ha ha, you're funny! We're on a bridge, not a highway," Trent continued laughing even after he jumped off the convertible, causing a pile-up worthy of tomorrow's headline news.

*****

"Okay, so now that he's shown his stuff, what you guys REALLY think of him?" Spike asked his friends as they hung out in a local park. Spike had dyed blue hair and a nose ring through his left nostril.

It was approximately one week after the skateboarding tournament and one of the hugest car pile-ups in recent history. Since then, the gang of punks allowed Trent to hang out with them. It didn't take long before Trent showed them that he was a nuisance not only to the society they hated, but also to them.

With Trent late to their latest meeting, the group discussed the pros and cons of their newest member. Spike and Sting were sitting on a bench under the shade of a large tree. Razor was sitting on a large rock while Nails was leaning against a tree.

"He's got balls, gotta give 'em that," Razor smirked as he pulled out a carton of cigarrettes. He took a stick out and lit it before taking a puff of smoke. His silver white hair covered his red eyes for a moment. As he blew out a whisp of white smoke, he added, "I always told you the guy's a psycho. Don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing."

"Dang, we don't even know where he lives. Gotta get some background info on him, ya know? Hey, I need one, too," Nails replied as Razor tossed him the carton. Neil was completely shaven bald and had a green beanie to hide it.

"Who cares who he is and what he can do? The guy's an idiot who pees outside during broad daylight!" Sting growled as she brushed back her auburn red hair, which was tied up in a small ponytail. She snatched the carton of cigarrettes out of Neil's hand and took the last one. As Neil began to protest, Sting continued, "did you know he chased around truck for a good half hour? The guy's probably a retard and you all know it!"

"Who's a retard?" Trent asked as he appeared upside down with his face in front of Sting. The devilish grin was there, which added to the effect of freaking out the red haired girl.

"Wha... you trying to give me a heart attack or something?" Sting gasped as she found herself behind the park bench, upside down with her knees over the back of the bench. Fortunately for her, she was wearing jeans for if she wore a skirt she'd be giving the guys a free peep show. However, this did not get rid of her humiliation which she immediately hid away by getting back to her feet. She glared at Trent, who was hanging upside from a tree branch. "Where did you come from? Why... are you upside-down like that?"

"Ninjas are sneaky people... kind of like Spider-man!" Trent chuckled as if the reason he was hanging from a tree was obvious. He grabbed hold of the tree branch with one hand for he was holding a six... five-pack with the other. He hung down from the tree with one hand this time before dropping down in front of the bench. "By the way, I got us some beer!"

"Dude... you are so cool," Razor said as he accepted one of the cans.

"Why's there five cans? Did you drink one?" Spike asked as he took a can as well. He looked at the label and saw that it was actually root beer. "By the way, this isn't real beer."

"Nope, I drank seven!" Trent grinned as he took a can and set the other two on the bench. He took one look at his can before showing it to the others, "and it is beer! Look! It even says so on the label!"

"Ah well, a beer's a beer," Nails shrugged as he took one of the cans.

"Tzuyu... mad dog... whatever your name is... we need to... ah... discuss some things about your... behaviour," Sting began as she took one of the cans. She put on one of her sweet smiles and said, "you see..."

"Oh! A squirrel!" Trent exclaimed as he saw something in the corner of his eye. He dropped his can of root beer and went running after the black rodent. "Here squirrely squirrely!"

"Um... Trent?" Spike began.

"GGGGRRRRRRRR..." Trent growled as he stopped in front of the hole his prey escaped into. He reached a hand into the hole and felt around for the squirrel.

"Do you see what I mean?" Sting sighed as she turned to the others, whom nodded at once.

Pop!

"He's resorted to using fire crackers now," Nails noted as he looked at what Trent was doing.

At that moment, a red brandspanking new Toyda ferrari rolled up in front of the youngsters. It was one of those new 2016 models with black tinted glass and V16 engine. Honda and Toyota banded together to design and manufacture the car. Only rich folks had that kind of ride. One name immediately came to mind.

"Whoa, that's a sweet ride," Spike whistled as he checked out his sworn enemy's car. The others immediately agreed and looked at the vehicle with envy in their eyes. Spike was proud of his convertible, but knew it paled in comparison with such a beast.

"Whatcha lookin' at? Whatcha lookin' at?" Trent asked as he appeared right behind his friends. He took one look at the ferrari and whistled, "Ooh... shiney..."

"Hey, isn't that..." Sting moved her head around to look at the car from a sharper angle.

"Yep... Greg and Brenda. The rich pricks who gets away with stuff all the time," Spike grinned evilly as he clasped his fingers together.

As the red car pulled away, Razor took one look at Spike and said, "you gotta stop acting like Mr. Burns."

"Hahaha, Simpsons is still going even though it started thirty years ago," Trent laughed.

"Uh... never mind, let's just follow them," Spike grumbled as he got up off the bench and headed for his car. "If you guys want some revenge, come with me. Trent, you should come along, too. You were with us that time, remember?"

"Hmm... I don't remember seeing the car... but that driver and girl I remember," Trent thought back to a few months ago, when he first met up with the gang. Back then, they weren't really much of a gang. They and about twenty others were just buddies who drank and partied together.

*****

A few months ago, Trent, Spike, Sting, Razor, and Nails were at one of those raves that lasted till dawn. Almost every single student from the local highschools were all there. There was... of course... booze and drugs available at the outdoor party. Heavy metal music by some new music band was playing over the loud crowd.

There was this one guy, one of the snotty higher class bunch named Greg. He and his uppity, but really hot girlfriend, Brenda were the 'leaders' of the group. Spike and the others made up the second group, the typical bad seeds up to no good. Well... suffice to say, the two groups did not get along very well with each other. It was only natural that the two groups would get into it during the rave.

Basically, what happened was that an extremely drunk rich Greg spilt beer on Spike. Spike got pissed off and demanded that the high-class leader apologized for the mess. Greg, in a cocky manner, apologized very insincerely before dumping an entire pitcher of beer over Spike's head. Drenched and angry, the blue-haired punk socked the rich boy in the face.

This started the battle between the two and escalated into a full-out brawl. Spike's friends and Greg's friends all got involved and pretty much wrecked the party. Trent could vaguely remember being more interested in the beer than in the fight. Dispite this, however, he still managed to take out five guys who could very well be from football teams.

Anyways, the police were soon involved and even though it was the rich kids who started the confrontation, it was the other group that got hauled in... including Trent (though he snuck out later). Since then, the group of bad seeds swore to get revenge the first chance they got.

*****

".... and that's why we're following them," Trent finished his self-narration.

"Dude, you sure you're up to this?" Spike asked as he took a left, following the red ferrari. "You realize what we're going to do, right?"

"Let's see... rope... hand-cuffs... enema bag..." Nails looked through a bag full of items.

"Um... why do you have all that?" Razor asked as he stared at Nails in disbelief.

Suddenly, Trent stood up in the convertible as soon as he heard a familiar sound. He turned around and noticed something in the corner of his eye. He immediately jumped out and ran after a certain vehicle playing a certain song. "ICE CREAM!!! ICE CREAM!!!"

"Okay, that's it, he's officially out of this group," Sting growled as she watched the crazed teen run after an ice cream truck.

"All those who agree, raise your right hand and say aye," Spike said as he raised his right hand.

"Aye," everyone said at the same time as they raised their right hand in unison with each other.