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                       DENNIS WITH AN "E"

 

 

 

Her name was Denise, but when I first met her she was quite the

tomboy, and something about calling her Dennis sort of struck

me, so I called her Dennis with an E.  If this story were to

have a beginning I suppose that it would have been around that

time that I first met her, but then there is really no beginning

and I doubt that it will ever end.



I got used to seeing her hanging around the shop now and again

as I worked at various things over the years, like some new

furniture, all sorts of electronics projects, not to mention

vehicle or house maintenance.  It was during this time that we

seemed to grow close to one another, me closer to her than a

neighbor that she could talk to, and her closer to me than

perhaps even my own daughters which were around her age.  Maybe

it was because I always had a few minutes to listen, or maybe it

was because I took the time to show her how to do something or

make something.  Perhaps it was just knowing that there was

someone who cared about her, perhaps all of these.



As she grew up, I didn't notice much difference until one day

she came over to the shop in a white t-shirt and not the usual

sweat-shirt she almost always wore.  She must have been about

twelve or thirteen then.  She had titties and I could see the

delicate nipples pushing at the thin cotton material.  I

swallowed hard as I stood there for some time with my mouth

open.  Then I noticed her skin tight jeans that left little to

the immagination.  It was then that she noticed I was just

standing there with my mouth open, looking at her as if I were

undressing her.  It wasn't until later that I told her I had

undressed her carefully with my eyes several times in that few

minutes.



She asked me if I liked how she looked.  Without hesitation or

any second thoughts, I said yes.  I told her the truth, that I

thought she was really beautiful, and that was the truth.  The

need to desperately change the subject took me into the

recreation room and the coffee pot where I poured myself a cup.

I put the usual cream and sugar into it, then turned around to

see Denise standing there.  Normally I would not be at a loss

for words, yet as I stood there I could think of nothing to say

that seemed adequate.  I remember feeling something I hadn't

felt in a long time, desire, pure lustful desire.



Looking back on it now, I can say that we were both curious, her

about sex and love making, and me about making love to this

sweet young thing.  My coffee somehow found it's way to the

coffee table without being spilled, yet this was in itself quite

a feat, since I could feel my insides churn.  At four foot ten

she would easily take your breath away.  She weighed ninety

pounds with each pound placed in the right spot to make her seem

very much a woman.



I was trying to collect my thoughts as my mind raced.  While I

was trying to figure out what could happen, she raised the

t-shirt over her head, letting it fall to the floor.  I noticed

how the thin stretch bra let me see her tiny nipples.  I went to

her in sort of a daze, as though I were watching two other

persons, yet it was my hands that circled each of the small

titties.  In the middle of her bra was a single pink flower. 



Reaching up behind herself, she undid the bra, letting me push

the straps off her slender shoulders.  Slowly the bra fell away,

exposing the small untouched mounds.  They were not much more

than protrusions on her chest, yet the sight of them sent a

chill down my spine.  Placing my palms gently over them, I felt

the warm softness of her youth trying to explode.  They were

very soft, delicate but firm.  Her nipples were surrounded by a

light tan aerole which couldn't have been the size of a

quarter.  I slid my hands under them, carefully cradling them

between my thumb and fingers such that I could tease each tiny

mound of flesh.



As I sucked those tiny nipples, they got hard between my lips.

Hearing her unzip her jeans, I stepped back to watch her lower

them to the floor, tossing them in a heap.  The panties she was

almost wearing were white cotton, worn thin with age, so that

they actually covered her pussy without hiding it from view.  My

heart was pounding as it pumped blood to my cock like it hadn't

done in some time.  



In contrast to the hair on her head which was quite full,

falling to the small of her back, the hair on her pussy was

sparce, almost like a fuzz.  The lips of her pussy were smooth

with just a touch of fuzz near the top which ran farther up to

join a small patch that would soon sprout thick and full.



I quickly shed my clothes and we lay down on the soft shag rug.

My lips began to wander over her whole body from head to foot

and then back again.  After traversing her body several times, I

slowed when I got to her feet again.  As she watched, I kissed

the inside of her legs up to where they met, then began licking

her narrow slit.  Her juices started oozing out almost

immediately as my tongue pushed slowly between the lips to be

the first tongue she had ever had inside her pussy.  It was like

something that I had never tasted before, not bitter or tart

tasting, but pleasant, almost sweet.  I licked and prodded the

narrow slit and probed the hole between them, slowly letting the

juices ooze into my mouth.  She was not content to simply lay

there letting me lick her pussy, she took hold of my cock,

squeezed it, then held it strongly in both hands to stroke it.



I could feel my cock getting harder all the time.  I knew it

wouldn't be long until I would shoot my cum all over her small

beautiful body.  As I licked her pussy, I could feel my

excitement rising, so I pushed and probed and licked faster and

faster to see if I could make her cum in my mouth as I shot my

cum on her.  Then I felt her body sort of shudder and her legs

stiffened just before her juices came rushing out.  I grabbed

her panties to soak up all the juices I could not catch with my

mouth.  Her body seemed to shudder a bit and she would gush some

more.  Then it happened, I shot my cum all over her just as she

shuddered again, but this time she seemed to start gushing and

didn't stop until she went a bit limp.  I lay beside her and

held her close to me for a while, looking at the smile on her

face.  As we lay there, she rubbed my cock against her pussy.

Feeling the head of my cock slid up and down between the lips of

her pussy and feeling the soft inner pussy rubbing against the

tip of it made me spurt a couple more times.  She tried to catch

it in her pussy but missed the hole.



She whispered that she wanted me to do that inside her.  Knowing

she was a virgin, I was more than a bit afraid that the size of

my cock would hurt her too much.  She was not about to let the

opportunity pass so easily.  I let her convince me to roll over

on my back to let her see if she could get my cock in her.  She

straddled my chest and raised herself up, then holding my cock,

she worked it back and forth between the lips of her pussy until

it was right at the entrance of that tiny hole.  There was

plenty of lubricant, since she had rubbed my cum into her, so

she started pushing down onto my cock.  She kept pushing

harder.  It was almost like my cock was pushing against

something solid, but then bit by bit I could feel her pussy

stretch as she pushed harder against it.  I could feel the tiny

hole getting larger as the head of my cock tried to push it's

way in.  Then I felt her pussy try to close back over my cock as

the tip passed the outer lips of her vagina and pushed all the

way into the tight hole.  She kept pushing slowly until I felt

the back of her cunt against the head of my cock.  She was

having a hard time because I could see in her face that it hurt,

and I could feel the muscles of her little vagina tighten.  I

was going to ask her to rest a bit and let her pussy adjust to

my cock a little, when she gave a hard push and my cock broke

through that thin layer of skin that meant the difference

between virginity and womanhood.  She let out a small cry and I

could see her eyes glazing over with tears, but she rammed

herself down onto my cock as far as she could.  Only a little

more than half my cock was inside her and she was in pain, so I

lifted my legs a bit and took some of the pressure off her.  I

held her up there balanced on my cock for some time, while the

warm sticky blood that declared her no longer a virgin began to

ooze out of her pussy.



I wanted her to stop, but she would not go this far without

having me fuck her.  I conceded and gently lay her on her back

without letting my cock slip out of her.  Slowly, I started to

stroke.  At first she grimaced in pain, but then as her pussy

stretched a bit, she relaxed beneath me.  I watched my cock

slipping in and out of her body.  It was wildly exciting to see

my cock going in and out and feel the almost hairless pussy

tight around it.  As she relaxed more, I kept trying to go a bit

faster.  A few times I rammed my cock against the back of her

pussy, but I kept using short strokes, and in no time, I could

feel my balls tightening as I got ready to shoot my cum inside

this young girl.  No longer a virgin, she was laying there,

feeling me as I felt her.  I felt a spurt of cum shoot into her

and I felt her body react to the warm fluid entering her.  Then,

I really started cumming in her pussy, and it felt like I would

never be able to stop.  I pressed my cock deep into her as far

as it would go.  Knowing that I was shooting so deep into this

sweet young thing only seemed to excite me more and I shot more

and more cum into her.



I stopped stroking and just lay there, shooting cum into her as

each new wave of feelings came over me.  When I was through, I

just held my cock inside her because it felt so good.  It began

to shrink, so I eased it out, rolling over to lay at her side. 

As my cock dragged across her smooth thighs, it left a trail of

cum stained pink with her virgin blood.  We both lay there

thinking our own personal thoughts, her cuddled in my arms like

a fragile little doll.  A woman and yet a child, a loving child

full of life and wonder.



We both heard the car door slam outside, and quickly scrambled

into our clothes.  She put her jeans and t-shirt on, slipped

into her shoes, smiled and ran out the back door.  I quickly

surveyed the rec room, grabbed her panties and bra, and headed

for the shop, arriving there with just enough time to stick her

underwear in a safe place before the door opened and my wife was

saying, "Hi, Honey, did ya miss me?"



I fucked Denise a lot after that, sometimes twice a week, for

about the next five years until she graduated and went away to

college.  We fucked and sucked each other in nearly every way

imaginable.  When it seemed like things were slowing down a bit,

we would try something new and more exciting.  By the time she

was fifteen, she must have liked sucking my cock almost as much

as she loved having it stuck in her pussy, because she always

began by sucking me off and swallowing the cum.  It was no

surprise that one day she sat me in a chair and began sucking

me, then pushed it all the way down her throat in one swift

motion.  It was hard to immagine that she had my eight inch cock

in her mouth, but there she was with her lips pressed tight

against my body and my cock all the way down her throat.



The night before she left for college, we checked into a motel

with her parents thinking that she was over to one of her

friends as usual, and my wife thinking I was out on some

emergency call on business.  No one ever knew about Denise and

I, but neither of us would ever forget.  To this day, some

twenty years later, I can still remember how warm and wonderful

it felt to be laying there with my "Dennis with an E".  





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