Graham and the Captain

She was probably making a mistake by dating roommates. She knew this might get complicated.  Graham was a nice tall thin blond from England who was immediately smitten with the free spirit Kristie had to offer.  He was one of the boys she was currently interested in whom her father would actually allow her to date.

Graham was a smooth talker and a nice guy who made promises to her father that he did not intend to keep.  He said he would have her home early and there would be no hanky panky. But he knew they were going back to his apartment to get high and screw.  So did she.  She wouldn’t have even gone out with him if screwing was not part of the deal.

She was amused by Graham’s accent and he was a decent lover even if he sucked her tits too hard and made the nipples sore.  He was hip in that British mod sort of way. But she was really after his room mate, the Captain.

The Captain was a commercial pilot.  He was tall.  She liked tall men in general.  He worked out, so he was buff. His body was ripped.  Part of this was because he was a man, a true man – not boyish in any way.  When he wasn’t flying or working out, he spent a lot of time laying out by the pool in the sun.

He was a tanned stud with a rock hard six pack and a nice stiff thick one.  She liked to sneak into his room in the middle of the night to surprise him.  They never went on an actual date.  It was understood that their relationship was purely sexual and plus they didn’t want Graham to get jealous.

He left the door unlocked for her and told her to wake him up anytime.  She was sneaking out again in heat for this guy. He was older.  She didn’t know exactly how old he was – she didn’t care.  He was fun to fuck and that was all that mattered to her.

She stripped down quietly in the living room and snuck into his room.  He was lying on his back naked under the crisp white sheets.  Graham was asleep in the next room with his door shut.  She closed the Captain’s door and pulled back the sheet.  Sure enough that Magnum cock was calling to her.  She straddled the sleeping giant and began pumping slowly until he awoke to her touch.

“God, your ass is so smooth!” He exclaimed as he grabbed each cheek with one of his giant hands and met her strokes with a push.  “I don’t know why you’re so luscious.” What he didn’t know was her young age.  She wasn’t about to tell him.

After she finished the Captain, she figured she may as well get a little from Graham too.  She left the Captain sleeping again after his orgasm and quietly used the bathroom to clean up a little before going into Graham’s room.

He was so thoughtful.  He always kept a dish of mints on the bedside table to freshen his breath.  She popped one in her mouth and awoke him with a big French kiss in which she transferred the mint onto his tongue.  He was a willing participant and allowed her to succeed in her second conquest of the night.

Their apartment was not far from her house.  She ran home before daylight to get ready for school.  That night she and her girl friend ended up at a NASCAR party that went horribly wrong.  Kristie ditched the party and went back over to Graham’s.  She confessed to him that she had been screwing his room mate.  He slapped her, pinched her,  bit her tongue and both of her tits really hard.

He was angry, but he fucked her anyway. The next day sitting in the back of English class, her nipples were tender rubbing against the nylon lining of her brassiere. Graham told the Captain her true age.  So what?  She was sixteen.  Old enough in her mind.  But to a man in his late twenties she was jail bait.  Damn!  That Captain was fun to screw. Shit, she was disappointed.  She never saw either of them again.

(First published 7/21/13)

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