The Papergirl

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The PapergirlMy name is Steve. My daughter Suzette, whom you’re read about in other posts by Sean and Babs, convinced me to write the true story of the Papergirl. Sean helped me and I hope you enjoy it. Years ago, we had a papergirl that delivered our daily newspaper. Every morning before school she would ride her bike along the sidewalk and toss the paper up by the front door. After several years of practice and growing bigger, her aim was quite good. I was only several of years older than the papergirl and never really paid her much attention until I saw her one day in high school. I was a senior and Robin was a sophomore. At first I didn’t recognize her as being the papergirl. The girl I was looking at now was drop dead gorgeous. She had shoulder length strawberry blonde hair, green eyes and a figure that would bust any guy’s zipper. One thing was for sure, she made the sweater she was wearing look like a million dollars and I wanted to cash in on it. Like I said, at first I didn’t recognize her as the papergirl but I did know that I wanted to meet her, but wasn’t sure how to go about it without being too obvious. As pretty as she was I was sure she got hit on all the time so I wasn’t too sure of my chances anyway. Luck would have it I saw her drop a book in the hallway by her locker. I bent down to pick it up and saw the most beautiful set of legs I had ever seen. I stood up and handed her the book. She said thank you and called me by name. She must have seen the surprised look on my face because she said she was Robin, the papergirl that delivers my newspaper. My jaw must have hit the floor and I felt like such a fool. Then without realizing it, I told her that she was so pretty that I didn’t recognize her at first. She blushed and said thank you for the compliment and thank you for picking up her book. I knew it was now or never, so I asked her if she would like get together some time and she smiled and said she didn’t think seniors hung out with sophomores. I told her they do now and she smiled and asked when and said what about Friday after school. She said she had to check with her parents and would let me know. The next morning, I found a note in the newspaper that said Friday after school would be great. Now all I had to do was figure out where to take her and what to do. In our small town back in the 1960s there weren’t many choices. There was a small movie theater downtown and a bowling alley. Other than that, our town was pretty dull. When I saw Robin at school, I asked her if she would like to go to a movie or to the bowling alley. She said neither of them really appealed to her but if I met her in front of the school Friday afternoon, she might have an idea for something fun to do.The next couple of days went by way too slow for me. I couldn’t think of anything else but Robin. I had never seen any girl or woman in person that was as pretty or had a better figure. Since I got home before either of my parents, I hurried into the bathroom and stroked myself off just thinking of Robin and her legs, figure and beautiful face. Friday afternoon finally arrived and I waited for Robin in front of the school. I was beginning bahis firmaları to wonder if she was going to stand me up when I saw her walking towards me. My heart leapt with joy as she smiled and then gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. She asked if I was up for some fun and I told her sure. We both got on our bikes and she led the way through town. I honestly had no idea where she was taking me as I thought I knew every fun place for miles. About a mile out of town, she turned on a small dirt path that wound into the woods. It didn’t look like the path got much use as we were having to push our way through branches and bushes. It seemed like we had been on the part for some time when suddenly the woods opened up to a small clearing. In the middle of the clearing was a small spring that trickled over a rocky ledge and fell about 10 feet into a small pond. We laid our bikes down and Robin showed me around the clearing and the pond. She explained that this is her private getaway place and that she comes here to relax, think and just be herself. I asked if anyone else knows about it and she said that as often as she comes here she has never seen anyone else and she’s never told anyone about it until now. Robin asked me what I thought of her special place and I told her it was great and thanked her for showing it to me. Then she told me that there is one thing she always loved to do when she’s here and wondered if it would be ok to do with me here. I didn’t even bother to find out what as anything this wondrous creature did was okay with me. She smiled and then started unbuttoning her dress. My eyes were glued to each of her hands as they started with the top button and slowly worked their way down to the bottom one. Once they were all undone, she slid her dress off and stood there in her slip. But that also came off, revealing a very exquisite figure. She was watching me as I was watching her reach behind back and unfasten her bra. I had seen several the boobs of other girls at school and none of them looked as perfect as Robin’s. At the time I had no idea of size, but looking back on it now I would say she was a full b-cup then. There was absolutely no sag to them. Her aureole was no bigger than a quarter and her nipples stuck out like the erasers on a pencil. Next she put her thumbs inside the waistband of her panties and wiggled them over her hips. When her strawberry blonde pubic hair came into view I thought I had died and gone to heaven because the vision before me had to angelic. She slid her panties down and stepped out of them. Then she turned around in a circle with her arms outstretched and asked me what I thought. You would have thought I was just learning a new language or something because I stammered trying to get any words out. Before I was able to sound like I knew how to speak, Robin explained that she loved being naked outdoors and that it was such a free feeling as she continued to twirl around. The sight her turning, her long hair flowing around her and her legs coming apart from time to time was mesmerizing. Then Robin asked if I wanted to join her. I couldn’t strip fast enough but as I took my kaçak iddaa underwear off I was embarrassed by my erection. Robin noticed right off and complimented me on my nice pecker. Then she led me over to the spring and I watched her wade into the water and stand under the tiny waterfall. I noticed that as the water cascaded down her body that her nipples crinkled up. I had never observed that before and was fascinated, thinking it was like when my scrotum gets cold it crinkles up. I waded into the water and she reached out and pulled me under the waterfall. The water was cool and refreshing and my erection started to deflate. Then Robin told me that she had a confession to make and I asked her what. She told me that she dropped her book on purpose to see if it would get my attention. Then she told me that she’s had a crush on me for years. Before I knew what to say or how to react, she pressed her body up against mine, wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me long and hard. That erection that was almost gone instantly sprang back to life and I could feel it pressing against her bare leg. I could also feel her boobs pressing against my chest. Robin was so beautiful and so sensuous that this felt surreal. I actually wondered if I was dreaming.Breaking off the kiss, Robin asked me if I liked her and I said oh yeah, a lot. Then I told her that she was most gorgeous girl in the whole school. She kissed again and then told me that a lot of guys were always asking her out but that she has always turned them down and this was the very first date she has ever been on. At first I didn’t believe her but she swore it was true. She said her crush on me was so strong that she wasn’t interested in anyone else. Then Robin told me that she was still a virgin and saved that for me also. She wanted me to be her first and only lover for all time. I just about came against her leg right then and there as she asked if I would make love to her. Without me saying a word, as I was completely speechless, she grabbed my pecker and led to me a place with a lot of soft grass. She laid down, spread her legs, held out her arms and asked me to make love to her. I dropped to my knees and put my hands on her legs. They felt so smooth. My hands traveled up her thighs, over her hips to her boobs. She took my hands in hers and held them over her boobs. I had never felt anything so amazing in my life. They were soft, smooth and perfectly filled my hands. My pecker was twitching like crazy and dripping with ooze. With the sexiest voice I ever heard in my life, Robin begged me to take her. Her eyes sparkled and glistened as I saw a tear form and roll off her cheek. I asked if she was okay or if she was sure about this and she told me this was the happiest moment in her life and that she has waited for this for years. I leaned forward and kissed the tear on her cheek, then kissed her nose, forehead and lips. As I was kissing her, my pecker was rubbing against the sweetest pussy lips I had ever seen. Robin reached down between us and took hold of my pecker and began rubbing it along her opening. I could feel the moisture building between us and then kaçak bahis her lips parted and Robin guided the head of my pecker inside. She continued to help pump my shaft and move me around to make sure we were well lubricated and I slid in a bit more before reaching her virgin resistance. I hesitated and Robin told me not to. She begged me to push forward and take the most sacred gift any woman could give a man. With that I pressed a little harder and then a little harder again. Her face grimaced as her membrane began to tear. It tore me up to see her in pain but she kept encouraging me to push deeper and I did. Once she had torn, I slid the rest of the way in and just stayed there, giving her a chance to recoup. The tears were starting to flow and I thought that she was really hurting but she shook her head no and mouthed that she loved me and will treasure this moment forever. Saying she was okay, I slowly began to pull out and then back in. her grimace turned to a smile and again her eyes were sparkling. Our eyes were locked on each other as my manhood explored and probed the depths of her womanhood. Her breathing started getting more labored and the expression on her beautiful face grew more intense. The walls of her pussy which were already super tight, clamped down around my pecker as the first waves of orgasm swept through her tender body. Robin’s head thrashed from side to side, her eyes closed and her back arched enough to nearly lift me off of her.Feeling her pussy contract around my already excited pecker sent me over the edge and I began spewing my young seed deep into the girl of any guy’s dream. As I pumped each load into her, she moaned in ecstasy and pushed her pussy up to meet my thrusts. Propping myself up on my elbows, I laid there on top of her until my pecker softened and fell out of her. I rolled off next to her and told her that she was absolutely amazing. She took my hand and told me that it was far better than she had ever imagined. We just laid their next to each and held hands as we watched the birds in the trees above us. I have no idea how much time went by as we just laid there in the afterglow of sex. After some time, we rinsed off in the small waterfall and laid out in the waning sun to dry off. When we were dry, we got dressed, grabbed our bikes and headed back to town. That day happened in 1977. Robin and I spent many more days out in our private meadow, making love, lying in the sun and washing under the tiny waterfall. As soon as Robin turned 18, we got married. My papergirl, as I’ve always lovingly called her, and I are still together and she still enjoys being naked outdoors and indoors for that matter. Our two daughters, Sandy and Suzette grew up seeing their mom walk around the house naked. Quite often Robin and the two girls would go around the house naked and I enjoyed watching them. And yes, I also would go around naked and our daughters were used to seeing me in all my glory. I watched our daughters begin to mature from the first signs of titty growth, the womanly figure and first strands of pubic hair to the beautiful grown women they became. And Robin never seemed to age. Her tits grew to a nice c-cup and even today they have very little sag. She still has her 32-21-32 figure that still turns the heads of men and women, young and old. What man could have a better life and family than what I’ve had all these years.

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