Jailbait

byArcher2050©

Just as she was disappearing around another corner, I saw movement in the darkness ahead. Jesus! I almost pissed myself. But then I saw the faint outline of another young girl. Melissa saw her too, didn't seem bothered, and told this other girl she was running late because she'd slept in too long.

The other girl, who I presumed was a sister (older or younger?) asked who I was.

"This is Brian."

"Yeah, but who is he?" the girl said.

Melissa laughed. "He's nobody. Just my boyfriend."

Again, she seemed to be joking, but why on Earth would she use that word? Did she really think I was her boyfriend? Or did she think that was what I thought? It terrified me, but also got me very excited.

And suddenly Melissa was ready, heading toward the door. "Come on," she said. And out I went, following her as if on a leash.

On the way to her school, which was a high school, I now knew, Melissa and I were both quiet, though she seemed comfortable with it.

"That was Ariel," she said. "My sister."

"She seemed nice." I didn't know what else to say.

"Did you think she was cute?"

Now what, I thought. "Um...I didn't really see her. It was dark."

"Cause she doesn't have a boyfriend," Melissa continued. "She's nineteen. I could try and hook you up."

More bad news. Why would she hook me up with her sister, make a point of saying she was 19, if Melissa herself wasn't underage? Well, she wouldn't. Besides, didn't Melissa want me for herself, even if she was too young?

"Wouldn't that be weird?" I asked her.

"No, you're cool. I'd like to have you around more."

Silence.

"You know we can't, right?" she said. She didn't need to say why. Now I knew.

"Oh." It was probably a bad thing to say, because it indicated that Melissa was exactly what I wanted. I was disappointed to hear her basically confess that she was too young, and now she knew it.

I felt her looking at me for a long time. She leaned over and put a hand on my leg.

"At least, we can't let anybody know. If you want to do that." She waited for a response.

A million thoughts running through my head. I knew what had to be said, but I couldn't say it. I had fallen for this girl hard.

"Are you really seventeen?" I asked, afraid the answer would be 'yes'.

"So you do want to," she said, not answering.

"Are you or not?"

"Wouldn't it be better if you didn't know?"

"No," I said sadly, now certain that she was too young, and even more certain that I was going to act regardless.

I don't know what I expected her to say, but I was expecting words. Instead, Melissa slid over on the bench seat, kissed me wetly on the cheek, and put her hand on my crotch. I grew hard instantly, and she squeezed me back through my pants.

"Pull over," she said into my ear.

"Why?" I was shaking. I looked over to her when she didn't answer, and she just smiled. She squeezed my dick again.

"Come on. Pull over."

I can't believe it, but I did. One street before reaching the high school.

As soon as I cut the ignition, Melissa was undoing my pants. She pulled my cock free, then got up on the bench seat so she could properly position herself to suck me.

She licked me and pumped me with her hand, but didn't take me in her mouth. Regardless, I threw my head back and moaned. Her tongue danced on my cock head rapidly.

"Melissa....no," I groaned, but I didn't try to stop her. I put my hand on her head, wanting to move her away from me, but instead my fingers grasped her by the hair and I held her over me, letting her lick me all the way down to my balls.

"Tell me how old you are," I pleaded, my dick about to explode under her tongue. "Please tell me you're 18..."

"You know I'm not..." And then she was sucking me.

I concentrated on not cumming.

"Am I doing okay?" she asked after a while. "This is my first time."

I could kind of believe her. She was doing very good for a beginner, but I'd felt her teeth scrape me enough to know she'd had little practice, if any.

"God, yes," I said.

"Tell me before you cum," she said, then went back to sucking. It wasn't technically the best blowjob I'd ever had, but it was by far the hottest. Every cell of my body was on edge.

I put a hand on her back, slid my fingers down under her uniform skirt, and found her ass. She was wearing panties. I slid them aside and moved my finger toward her pussy, but before I could even touch it, my conscience got the better of me.

Melissa moaned on me when she felt me stop. She reached back, grabbed my hand, pulled me to her cunt, which was small and wet. I fingered her twice before pulling out. Getting head was bad enough. I couldn't be doing this. As soon as I found the willpower to pull her off of me, I would have. But she felt so good. And as stupid as it sounds, I loved her.

"Touch me," she said from around my dick.

"I can't..."

"It's already too late. Just do it."

"You're too young..."

"I'm sucking you. Now touch me or I'll stop."

I was very close to cumming, and I couldn't let her stop. But I couldn't touch her pussy, either. So I grabbed her head and pushed her to me, fucking her face against my cock. She moaned in protest, even slapped my thighs with her hands, but kept sucking. I thrust my hips until suddenly I was cumming, shooting down her throat, filling her mouth. She swallowed and gulped it, and still I fucked her head against me until I emptied the last of my spunk into her.

"You bastard!" she growled when I finally let her off. I felt worse than anything she could have called me. I don't know how I could have done that. Cum dripped from her lips. She wiped it with the back of her hand while trying to move up to face me. She was still coughing on my sperm when she finally made eye contact. I expected her to try and hit me, or scream for help, ending my life for sure, but instead she reached down and grabbed my wet dick.

"Don't get soft," she demanded. And then she climbed onto my lap, or tried to. I kept trying to push her off.

"Melissa! I can't do this with you!"

"Screw that. You just had your dick in my mouth! You better fuck me!" She said words as if she knew what she was doing, but her tone revealed more than frustration and anger. She was scared, too.

"Melissa, please!" I knew I was an asshole for holding back. I had gotten mine, and now I had a clear enough head to fight back. It wasn't fair. But this had gone too far. I fought with her to get her away.

"Fuck," she finally said. "I'm eighteen! Okay? I'm fucking eighteen!" Anger in those words, like she was more upset about having to reveal this than she was about not getting my dick. Then, in a voice more desperate and pained, "Please fuck me".

My dick was still hard, and it grew stronger when I decided I believed her. I sat her on my cock, which was more difficult than I had expected. I knew right away she must have been a virgin, because she was so tight I had to enter her slower than I've ever done with a girl before. I was barely inside her when I noticed the terrified, pained look on her face.

"Are you a virgin?" I asked.

She nodded. Tears in her eyes, which was totally unlike her. "Please don't stop."

"Are you really eighteen?"

She nodded again.

"You didn't have to lie to me," I said. I think you're amazing no matter how old you are."

"I didn't lie for you," she said. "I did it for me."

Weird as that was, I still felt bad. If she got off by making herself believe she was so irresistible that a guy would risk jail time to be with her, then I kind of ruined her fantasy. I wasn't sorry about it, but I did want to help.

"I don't believe you," I said, trying to be as convincing as possible. In fact, when she said she was eighteen, she did it in a tone that could be nothing but the truth. I'd heard her lie before, and I knew how to tell her lies apart from truth. But she didn't know I could do that. Until that moment, even I didn't know I could do it.

Maybe she bought my lie. Or maybe she knew I was playing to her fantasy, and just went along. Either way, we were soon back to fucking, or trying to. I had to pretend to put up a fight.

"We're going to get in trouble," I said. "I could go to jail!"

"You won't," she pleaded. "I'm really eighteen!"

"Yeah right," I said. "I've fucked eighteen year olds before. You're not like them. You've got to be younger. Sixteen probably. Melissa, you really have to get off me!"

But then I was in her, feeling resistance, knowing what it meant.

"Oh Melissa," I said. "I don't want to do this. Do you really want to lose your virginity this way? In a pick-up cab?"

She responded by pushing down on me, and so I pushed up.

"This is going to hurt, sweetie," I said, and then I broke through. She screamed and cried and bit my shoulder.

I took things very slow after that, letting her get used to me, until it felt good for her, though she grimaced the whole time, especially when at last we started fucking in rhythm. She was so tight I don't think I could've pulled out if I wanted to. Melissa's pussy gripped me with superhuman strength.

We kissed on the mouth for the first time, and that was when I knew I was going to cum again. I wanted to stop, to make sure she came before me because I knew I'd go soft after this one, but there was no chance. Even when I stopped thrusting, the pressure of her tiny cunt around my big cock was too much.

"Oh sweetie I'm cumming!"

It was the words that sent her off, not my actual orgasm, because my seed hadn't even yet left me when Melissa sucked in a deep breath and howled into my mouth. She came long and hard, shaking on me terribly, squeezing my dick like a vise, breaking out into a heavy sweat and scratching at me with her little fingers. I felt my cum power-drill up inside of her, and we climaxed together. Instead of fucking, my cock merely pulsed, and her pussy squeezed me tight. Somehow, it was more satisfying than any fuck I'd ever had. So satisfying, in fact, that I even had tears in my eyes by the time we were done.

We cleaned up as best we could, and I drove her home, where she had me call her in as sick from school. She wanted to rest. I kept up my part of the charade the whole time, making like I was very nervous about just having fucked a minor (which wasn't hard considering she was still barely 18 and living with her parents). I walked her into her house, and was about to leave when she did something unexpected. She showed me her driver's license.

"What's this?" I asked, noting her age to actually be eighteen. Barely. Her birthday was the day I'd first seen her, when she came into the bar with her mom.

"I wanted you to know. For sure," she said. "I don't want you to stop seeing me because you think I'm too young."

I nodded and kissed her.

"Just don't mention that you know," she smiled.

"I understand. But it doesn't matter how old you are. You'll always be too young for me."

"Yeah," Melissa blushed. "I guess. But there's something else you should know."

"What's that?"

"My dad is a cop. And he's very, very protective of me."

She didn't even say good-bye after that, and when she shut the door behind me, I again felt like her little lap dog. Even down to the nervous shaking my body went through as I tried to get the fuck out of there as fast as possible.

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by mike250108/13/14

I loved the story! The buildup was great and spending more time on the characters was nice. The mind games he was playing in his head trying to figure out how old she is was amazing and VERY realistic!more...

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