Summer House Guest

"Lauren wants to know if she can stay with you this summer?"

It was an odd request from my girlfriend, Tina. Lauren was Tina's brother's long time girlfriend. "Stay with me for the summer??" I asked quizzically.

"Yea, she got a really great internship downtown. It's unpaid and she has no place to stay for the summer. I know you have that pull-out sofa; I thought she could crash there. Otherwise, she has to pass up the internship."

I pondered the question for a minute. Lauren was the typical "small town girl" from a very small town about 3 hours north of the large city in which I lived. With straight brown hair, light skin, big brown eyes, and a tiny, slender frame, she had the classic "girl next door" look. Her personality fit her looks. She was home-schooled throughout high school and spent most of her time worrying about volunteering for groups at her church. She was quiet, cute, and as innocent as any 19 year old that I had ever met. At 27 and having lived alone for nearly 5 years since college, I was not very thrilled with the idea of having a roommate, let alone someone that would hinder my drinking, cigar smoking, and other things that I'm sure she would view as improper.

"For the whole summer?" I asked.

"Yes. It starts right after finals and goes through the middle of August," Tina replied. "She said that she will make up for not being able to pay rent by cooking and cleaning whenever you want her to."

Tina and I spent the next 15 minutes discussing the matter and, eventually, I relented and agreed that she could stay the summer on my couch. I had a small "office" space in my one-bedroom apartment in which she could store her clothes and other personal items. The apartment was cramped, even having only myself to worry about, and I was sure it would get more cramped with the addition of a roommate. I live on the outskirts of a major city - about 5 minutes by bus - and was sure that she could find things to do outside of the apartment, so I hoped that it wouldn't be all that bad.

About a month later, Tina and I helped Lauren carry three large pieces of luggage into my apartment. She thanked me profusely for giving her a place to stay, repeatedly telling me that the internship was the best thing imaginable for her career. After a few hours of small talk, Tina had to leave to go to a work outing and Lauren and I set out into the neighborhood so that I could show her around town.

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The first two weeks of Lauren's stay were relatively uneventful, but not without a few awkward moments. I lived in an old building that had air conditioning, but in the middle of June when the temperatures were well over 95 degrees, it was not uncommon for the apartment to be extremely hot and humid. Lauren offset this by wearing very short shorts, that just barely allowed her plump little ass cheeks to show as she moved around, and tank tops. True to her word, every saturday morning Lauren would wake up early and clean the entire apartment. The first Saturday, not realizing that she was cleaning the bathroom, I walked into the bathroom in the morning in nothing but boxer shorts, causing her to yelp and jump backwards, her face blushing at the sight of my bare chest and abs.

Even more awkward, I worked "odd" hours at work, which allowed me to come and go as I pleased, so I would often leave the apartment early in the morning and stay very late and then spend several days going in late or leaving early. Having lived alone for a long time, I rarely had to plan out when I would wake up and shower. Lauren on the other hand worked a straight 9-5 job, which meant she had to be out of the apartment no later than 8:45 in the morning, which apparently meant that she got in the shower in the morning at exactly 8 a.m. There were several instances that I would exit the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel just as she was walking into the bathroom. Unfortunately for me, while she would blush heavily, she showed absolutely no signs of any sexual attraction or tension and would simply apologize and then lock herself in the bathroom.

But that all changed one random Wednesday evening about 3 weeks after she moved in. Tina was once again out of town on a business trip (which was very common for her in the summer months) and I had worked very early in the morning and came home at about 4 p.m. I made myself a cocktail and headed out onto my front deck to enjoy the gorgeous weather. At about 5:30 after I had had several drinks, I heard the thud of my front door slam, indicating that Lauren had returned to the apartment. I had nearly a full drink at that point and decided to just stay on the deck for a while.

After about 10 minutes, I began hearing moaning through the sliding glass door (which was mostly covered by blinds). I peered through a small slit in the blinds and saw Lauren reclining on my recliner with a laptop on her lap. From my angle, I could not see the screen of the laptop and could not entirely make out what she was doing. It was clear that the moaning sound was coming from the laptop. Was she watching porn? Was she masturbating? This sweet, innocent little girl? Or was I misinterpreting?

I decided to find out. I took one last swig of my drink and burst through the sliding glass door. In one smooth motion, Lauren shut the laptop, and sort of rolled sideways away from me, so that I could not see the front of her. From the back, her jeans were very loose, hanging out enough to show her white cotton underwear and clearly indicating that the front was unbuttoned. From the look of panic on her face, it was clear that she had definitely been either masturbating or very close to starting.

Her eyes welled with tears and she said "Oh, hey, I didn't know you were home, I was just getting ready to lay down for a few minutes."

I felt bad for this poor girl and decided to pretend like I was oblivious to what was happening. "Oh, no problem, I was actually just going to run out and grab something for dinner. I'll see you in a bit." With that, I headed out the door, my mind and body racing with sexual excitement.

After having dinner and several more drinks at a local bar I returned home to find Lauren passed out on the couch. I'm not sure whether it was the built up sexual tension or the alcohol, but I decided to press things a bit further. I decided to leave my hottest porn DVD laying slightly exposed from my bookshelves, right next to where Lauren would store her keys when she got home. More importantly, I left a small vibrator laying on the floor next to my desk in my office beside a small bookbag, looking like it had fallen out of the bookbag. Finally, I left a note on the table for Lauren that said "I'll be home very late; probably past 10. I'm having company tomorrow, so please clean the living room, bathroom, and office very well tonight when you get home. Thanks."

I rushed home from work at about 5:00 and hid in my bedroom, with the door locked (which it always was, so this would not have been suspicious). I heard Lauren enter the apartment at about 5:30 and heard her immediately start cleaning. I listened quietly from behind the bedroom door, trying to determine what she was doing. After about 20 minutes, I heard Lauren turn on the television and within minutes, I could make out the distinct sounds of porn music. I gave it a few minutes, hoping that she had fully taken the bait and then crept from the bedroom, softly making my way down the hall.

I peeked around the corner of the living room from the hall, slightly behind Lauren's position on the recliner where she wouldn't immediately notice me and could see that the porn was on the television. I could see that Lauren had slid her white cotton shorts down to her knees and was wearing red lace panties. I could also heard the faint humming of the vibrator and could tell by her hand movements that she was rubbing it on the outside of her panties.

My cock immediately jumped fully to attention as I nonchalantly stepped forward into the room. Lauren immediately noticed me out of the corner of her eye and gasped in horror. "OH MY GOD!" she screamed as she frantically fumbled around, not sure whether to hide the vibrator, shut off the tv, or pull up her pants first. As it was she just sort of stumbled out of the chair and attempted to run towards the hall. But her shorts fell to the floor causing her to stumble and fall to the floor in a heap, directly at my feet.

"Whoa whoa whoa," I said. "Easy, easy. Let me help you." I reached down and began helping her stand up as tears welled in her eyes and she began crying. "Don't cry now. Are you ok?" I lifted her softly onto the couch, her shorts still around her ankles.

Lauren looked at me, clearly humiliated and said "No, I'm not ok. I'm horrified. This is the most embarrassing moment of my life. Please, you can't tell anyone about this, I'm begging you. I am sorry. Please keep this between us. Please!" She was sobbing now, clearly desperate to make sure that I wouldn't talk. I walked her over to the sofa and sat her down.

After a long silence, Lauren began to calm down and finally said "Please. I'll do anything. You can't say anything to Tina or her family. I'd be so ashamed."

I thought about my options at that point. My cock was still fully erect and my hormones were now completely overriding my better judgment. Knowing, but completely ignoring the risks, I said "You'd do . . . anything?"

"Yes!" she exclaimed. "Anything!"

"Are you sure about that?" I asked, a serious tone to my voice. I stared at this cute little innocent girl for a moment, my eyebrows raised slightly, admiring her soft pale flesh and red lace panties, which were still exposed. It only took her a moment to realize where this was heading. Her face immediately turned beat red and she looked shyly towards the floor.

"Well, I . . . I . . . I mean . . ." her voice tailed off. She looked at me, tears again building in her eyes and said "What did you have in mind?"

"I think you can guess what I had in mind. The question is whether you're willing to do what it takes to keep this our little secret."

Lauren's face remained bright red as she realized the full nature of my request. She stared at me, stunned, clearly a bit frightened, and totally unsure of how to respond. She began crying and finally said "I . . . I . . ." and after a long, slow, deep breath "I guess so. But . . . but . . . "

"But what?" I pressed.

"I'm a virgin. I didn't exactly expect to . . . " her voice again tailed off. Deciding to act on her hesitation, before she could back out, I stepped towards her, my stiff member protruding from my pants. She looked at my crotch, a mix of fear and humiliation on her face. I stood her up and stepped her out of the shorts that were around her ankles, leaving her in only a shirt and tight little panties. I kissed her softly, sliding my hands around her waist and onto her back, easing her into things. She began to accept my kiss, rolling her tongue across mine, letting her hands come up to my shoulders.

Eventually, I softly began pressing on her shoulders. She knew what I wanted but resisted at first, as if ignoring it would make it go away. Eventually, she reluctantly broke the kiss and lowered herself to her knees, eye level with my dick. I pulled my shorts and boxers down together, letting them fall to the floor and letting my cock spring out infront of her face. I took off my shirt, leaving myself completely naked. She originally looked away, as if embarrassed by the sight of my nakedness, but slowly turned her gaze back to my dick.

She gripped it softly with her hand and began stroking it up and down, slowly at first but eventually with a quickening pace. I nudged forward, indicating I wanted her to take my thick rod in her mouth, but she again resisted. Finally, unsatisfied with a simple handjob, I said "Go ahead and put it in your mouth, sweetie."

She slowed the pace of her stroking and brought her mouth towards it. I knew from the porn that she was obviously watching that she knew what to do, but decided to help her along anyway. "Just lick it from the bottom up first, then back down." She did as she was told, starting her wet tongue on the top of my sack and licking my entire shaft to the top in one slow but methodical motion. Her soft tongue sent shivers down my spine.

After letting her lick it several times, I slid my hand behind her head and when her next lick reached the head of my penis, I slid it into her mouth, using slight pressure on the back of her head to make sure she took it. Almost immediately, this timid little girl began sucking my cock like a pro. She took most of my 7" dick into her mouth slowly, with firm seal and no teeth. She bobbed her head up and down again and again beginning to move faster and faster.

Feeling my cock start to tighten, I pulled back, my dick plopping out of her mouth with a pop. She looked up and her face showed genuine disappointment, clearly telling me she was into it and wanted to finish what she had started.

I stood her up and removed her shirt. She was wearing a matching lace bra that covered her tiny little tits. I unsnapped it and let it drop. I leaned in and began to kiss her, as my hand dropped to the outside of her panties, feeling the juices that were gathering. I teased her clit through the thin fabric of her panties causing her kiss to become more passionate and aggressive. Her body was beginning to swerve and move, grinding against my hand and her breathing began to quicken.

I teased her for several minutes, pushing her to the brink and lubricating her for what was to come. I finally slid my hand into the front of her panties and dipped a finger into her soaking wet gash. She let out a soft moan of pleasure at this first touch and nearly collapsed to the floor as her knees weakened. Finally, I dropped her panties to the floor and stepped her out of them.

I took a moment to take in her beautiful body. Her pale skin was soft and smooth, almost pure, as if it had never been touched. Her stomach was tight and her waist was very tiny, which accentuated her wider hips and tight little ass. Her boobs were definitely small but with her tight little pink nipples, they fit the rest of her body nicely. Her thighs were perfectly tone and led to what looked like tight pink pussy lips, with an engorged clit protruding from the top, and outlined in a soft thin matt of light brown pubic hair. In short, she was an absolutely perfect 19 year old virgin and she was now mine for the taking.

I sat her down on my leather couch and kneeled in front of her. I spread her legs and slid my hand over her pussy. I spread her lips with my fingers, then licked her soft clit as she softly moaned. My tongue pressed firmly against her clit, as I worked it in circles. I dropped my tongue into her wet pussy, burying it deep inside of her, then sliding it back out and onto her clit. Her hips began to rock upward and downward against my face, pushing my tongue across her clit and then into her pussy, and then back to her clit. I put my hands behind her knees and lifted her legs backwards, pressing her knees almost to her shoulders. Her right hand grabbed the back of my head and she began groaning deeply, but in a low tone, too bashful to scream out. Finally, I slipped two of my fingers into her pussy while my mouth continued to slurp at her clit, pushing her over the edge. Her eyes closed tightly as she thrashed a bit back and forth as her pussy tightened around my fingers and she let out a deep, long, low moan of pleasure. "Yes, ooohhhhhhhhhhhh, yyyyyeeeeeeesssssssssss," she groaned.

I stood in front of her and her face gleamed with recognition that she was about to be deflowered. She was no longer scared or embarrassed and was clearly lost in the moment, enjoying herself and anxiously awaiting the feeling of a cock inside of her for the first time.

Standing over her with her legs spread wide, I slid my cock softly between the wet pink lips of her pussy. I slid it up and down her love canal, lubricating the head and occasionally tickling her clit. I pressed my dick into her hole and slowly began working it inside of her. It was tight - a little bit tighter than I even expected - but it was well lubricated so I was able to slide my cock into her easily, forcing her opened with each passing inch. She bit her lower lip and expressed some pain on her face as I lowered myself all the way into her. I slowly pulled back and brought myself out of her all the way until only the tip of my head remained in her pussy, and then again slowly slid my cock back in, pressing her open once again. She groaned softly a few times but mostly kept her eyes closed and accepted my cock like a big girl.

I worked her wet pussy slowly and steadily for several minutes, until I no longer felt resistance. I then began pumping faster and faster, tearing her pussy open with each thrust. I lifted her legs to her shoulders and she let out an involuntary yelp of pleasure, a smile finally coming to her face. I began pounding her harder and harder, until it felt like the couch was going to give out and collapse.

I pulled out and moved her to the floor, figuring it gave me a better base to pound her on. I continued thrusting my cock into her, again and again as she gasped with pleasure. I rolled her over onto her stomach and tried to get her on all fours. She was too weak from the continuous pleasure to hold herself up and her head and shoulders just dropped to the floor, leaving her perfect ass sticking straight up in the air. I mounted her from behind: putting both my hands on her hips and softly sliding my cock between her dripping cunt lips. I slammed my dick deeply into her pussy causing her to again softly cry out, this time in pure ecstasy. I pounded her from behind for a few minutes until I again began to feel her pussy lips tighten around my cock. As I thrust, and as she began to moan with the build-up of another orgasm, my cock tightened and grew. I slammed her while she let out a long "ooooohhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!! YEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSS! Ohhhhh, god. OOOOHHHHH" and burst into orgasm. I spewed my own cream cum onto her virgin asshole, while we both collapsed onto the floor in ecstasy.

It took us several minutes to catch our breath lying there on the floor. We didn't speak, but the look in her eyes told me that she wasn't upset about being taken advantage of and, in fact, was blown away by the experience. I finally leaned over and gave her one last kiss and said "See. That wasn't so bad, was it?"

She responded with a giggle and a "No, that was actually pretty great. Maybe we can do that again sometime."

With that, I got up and headed for the bathroom so that I could take a shower, secure in the knowledge that this was the beginning of a very eventful summer.