This is the second chapter of the series "Random Wanderers". The first one is in the humorous section, but after reading it over, and proof checking it, I think I'm going to put Ch. 2 in the "First Time" section. I hope you have as much fun reading it as I did writing it. If its not as erotic as you would have hoped I'm sorry but there are thousands of much better erotic stories on this website. If you want to tell me something about my story, like how much it sucked or something else I could add into it, I would love to hear it. Other then that I guess I'll begin my second installment now.
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"Let's see where was I? It's so hard to remember these things, I'll just have to go back a few pages and read what I wrote the last time. It seems so long since I last sat down for some literary fun with my diary. Ok I remember now. Looks like it was my lucky day that I was up to…"
Grant slowly took his pen up and began to inscribe the rest of his story onto paper. Of course he would write in third person for reading pleasure down the road. And there was always an option of sending this to a website in the hopes of getting it posted.
"Giraffes. I have always loved Giraffes. What about you Grant? Do you like Giraffes?" said Amanda with hidden intent.
"Giraffes? I don't know why I would like Giraffes, but I have always loved camels, especially the way their toes look…" replied Grant hoping she would see through his comment.
"Oh," she said with a wicked smile, "well I have always loved the way Giraffes looked. With their long thick necks supporting a big pointy-head. Ever since I was a little girl they were my favorite animals," said Amanda with a whorish tone.
"Really? I have never looked at them that way," said Grant in a low embarrassed tone while trying to avoid eye contact. "Is it getting hot in here?"
"Oh I love that song! Maybe we should take our clothes off then?" said Amanda clearly trying to get something going between them.
"I don't know Amanda, I mean my giraffe is a little timid to strangers."
"But I'm not a stranger. Am I Grant?"
"I didn't mean it like that Amanda, it's just that… I don't know when my parents are going to get home."
"Oh come on Grant, I know that you cant resist me. I mean you don't think it would be hot to have your parents walk in on us fucking? I have always thought that being caught was a real turn on."
"But haven't you ever thought about the consequences of getting caught? I think that a turn on that will completely distinguish our relationship should be avoided at all costs. Would you really want to try something that would get us separated forever?"
"What? I'm sorry, I missed that whole last thing you were saying."
As Grant looked up he saw every part of Amanda's extremely beautiful body to his utter shock. She stood in front of him holding her panties teasingly. His mouth just dropped and he completely forgot about how she had ignored his last comments. It made him see just how bad God had shafted the male species. He would take boobs and a pussy any day over his dick, and he meant that in the straightest way possible. It was so true that women were works of art while men were just there to satisfy them. And the reason no man could ever complain was because of moments like these, the ones men lived for. In front of him stood the most beautiful woman he had ever seen before, and he thought she was a great looker when clothed. Now he could see her pert breasts in their immaculate flesh, not hidden behind tight linen. There was no way of him giving an exact size, and way should he? How many men in his teenage state could possibly know bra sizes. All he cared for was whether they were big enough to squeeze and these had boobage to spare. His eyes slowly traveled down to her navel. He couldn't help but admire her many curves, each highlighting a more magnificent part of her body. Her lightly shaven vagina really did him in. They way its lips pushed out reminded him of the pears he would gorge upon during the summer.
He was now at the point of having to consciously swallow his saliva. He knew his checks must be bright red and the bulge in his pants gave away any hidden feeling he might have had. Then he heard a familiar voice in his head.
"Hey kid what's up? Ha, get it? I'm pretty good right? Okay, back to the real situation at hand. I've noticed that for the last couple of minutes you completely lost the connection to the part of your brain supplying you with whatever intelligence you have. So I'm going to take your next actions into my "hands". You have to be able to see that pretty girl in front of you right? Well being what part of the body I am, I don't see pretty girls. I see their tunnels of love and pleasure. It's pretty obvious you have her where you want her kid, I don't know how you did it by basically doing nothing, but that's not what's important right now. I don't want you show love or compassion towards her. Besides that would just prolong the inevitable. So are you ready to become the animal I know you are? That's all I want going through your veins when you nail this whore, animalistic lust."
Grant was so confused. He wanted to show Amanda how much he loved her, but there was this weird feeling of primal lust flowing through his veins. He began to furiously take off his pants as she just smiled at him. Next he completely tore his shirt in two, without even having enough time to contemplate on how he had gotten the strength to accomplish such a feat. He didn't want his first time to be like this, but his adrenaline was working against him. He saw her obvious delight in his sudden display of male hormonal rage. He couldn't wait any longer to have her. He could feel his dick becoming a numbing cold and the only thing that could possibly warm it up was her insides. He threw himself on top of her and began thrusting his tongue in and out of her mouth.
Amanda lay on the ground trapped under the man she was giving herself to. She quickly latched her tongue around his. She put her hands onto the back of his head pulling him as close as possible and maybe even a little closer. He soon got tired of kissing and wanted the real deal, so he began to take off his underwear as she lay quietly, waiting for his engorged member.
She felt an extremely different air coming off of Grant, opposed to his sweeter and kinder normal self. His eyes looked different, and not only that he was much larger where it counted then she had thought. She knew she didn't have time to think about such things, for she wanted to completely give herself to him.
Grant took his large dick into his hand and slowly began to position it in front of the entranceway to Amanda's innermost secrets. He had never felt himself so "large" before but figured it was the intensity of the moment that allowed him to grow n extra inch or two. He slowly began to push into her as she grabbed onto his shoulders.
He was beginning to stick it in when Amanda began crying and screaming. He had no idea what was wrong with her. He knew better then to ask. So he began to push himself in another few inches. She was now panting deeply like a dog lost in the desert for countless days. His pelvis was close enough to her now so that she could wrap her legs around him, but he was not completely inside her yet. He felt a lot of resistance now and it was almost painful to him so he didn't even want to know what she was going through.
He was in about half way now and was tired of the slow painful process so far. Then he remembered how his mom would take off band-aids from his cuts. It was always a quick smooth action that, in the long run, caused the least amount of pain. So putting his plan into action, he made one giant thrust and put the rest of his hard awaiting penis inside of her.
Amanda was not ready for this sudden action and let out a piercing scream. Then she sighed a great moan of pleasure in knowing that the worst was over. Grant became pumping slowly in and out of her tight hole. He had never felt so good in his entire life. He could feel all her muscles gripping every part of his member as he pulled it out and rammed it back in. Her screams of pleasure only made him increase the speed of his thrust. He had now finally become one with someone else. And it was not his parents, or any other family members, but someone who was brought up in a completely different atmosphere then him. It was almost strange the way fate linked two people together, in such ways that the smallest things would have changed everything.
