'Jessica' was sixteen, I was nineteen.'Jessica' was sixteen, I was nineteen. She was thin, blonde, about five-three, and as 'pure as driven snow'. Being the merciless letch that I am, I had been going out with her for over three months. Then the night-of-reckoning came.... It was a snowy, cold night in Central New Mexico. My parents were out of town, and we had run of the house for the weekend. All plans were made, everything prepared, lies told, etc when she came over for the weekend. We killed some time drinking, and talking, and drinking (you know how virgins are), untill the hour was 'late'. A kiss, a hug, a little slight-of-hand, and the sound of the wind outside faded into silence... 'Jessica' had small, firm breasts of the type that only seem to come on virgin teenagers. Silky white, with a fine tracing of veins, and very light nipples that would crinkle at the slightest touch. She began to squirm in my arms... ... as the liquor and embraces began to warm her throughout. I loosened some more clothing, and lowered my lips onto a pale, enticingly smooth breast. Circling my tongue lightly around her nipple, I watched fascinated as it hardened, growing, and rose to meet my teasing tongue. Taking it into my mouth, I sucked as I prodded the tip with my dancing, licking, sex-starved tongue. This continued untill she began unbuckling my belt, and reached inside to find my swollen erection standing tall, waiting to be recognized. |