A Romp with Janine

Zach is obsessed with having sex with his petite new neighbor Janine. Zach's sweet-talking slowly wins her over and she agrees to a memorable romp with him!

Part One

From the moment I saw Janine Maguire, the daughter of the neighbors who moved into the old Stevenson house across the street, I was driven to have sex with her. I was normally quite cautious and reserved about my biological desires, but there was no controlling this one, “Zach Barry,” I said to myself, “there’s no getting around it. You absolutely must have this girl!”

I quickly befriended everyone in the family for the sole purpose of ingratiating myself with Janine. Of course, I was especially pleasant with her. Janine Maguire had stunningly attractive facial features; her long eyelashes were beyond compare. She had long, lustrous, black hair, and a sexy, petite body that turned me on like no other female ever had. Slowly but surely, my constant visits to the Maguire house and my incessant doting on her made Janine and me more than mere neighbors. We’d openly hug and exchange tepid kisses. I’d quietly tell her that she was the most beautiful creature on the planet and how I constantly thought about her and desperately desired to be on “more intimate terms” with her. Her expressions strongly indicated that she liked my compliments and shared reciprocal feelings towards me. To my utter delight, Janine began visiting me often. It was just to socialize, though. We’d happily engage in a typical bit of kissing and hugging, but nothing more than that—which disappointed me.

One spring afternoon, after a prolonged bit of kissing and touching on my couch that got me noticeably aroused, I told Janine in very blunt terms, “I want to have sex with you. In fact, I think I need to have sex with you or I’m going to burst!”

Janine loudly sighed and said, “Okay, Zach. I agree. It’s inevitable. We should have sex—but not today. I can’t stay very long. I have things I must do at home. But I’ve got lots of free time on my hands tomorrow. I’ll drop by at two o’clock for a fuck—and I’ll be all yours. Okay?”

It was more than okay to me! I looked at the clock on my wall. My only problem was having to wait approximately 22 hours for it to happen. When Janine left, I opted to do all sorts of tiny jobs around the house that I had been putting off for months, even years. I wanted to keep myself occupied with practical jobs so I’d not be completely fixated on what was going to happen the next day. Despite my being busy with my series of projects, my mind inevitably wandered to my scheduled sexual romp with the beautiful girl of my dreams: lovely Janine Maguire.

Part Two

By 1:30 the next afternoon, I was impatiently sitting restlessly on a chair in my living room. Ordinarily, I seldom sat there, but it offered me a clear view of the Maguire house via my large window. I chose that seat deliberately to see Janine the very first moment she exited her home and started on her way to mine. It finally happened at precisely 1:56 p.m. when I saw the door to her house open and Janine emerge with her eyes looking towards my humble abode. “Thank you, Lord!” I said aloud. I laughed when I saw that Janine was not walking leisurely to my home. Instead, she was practically running to me. She appeared to be as enthusiastic about our upcoming encounter as I was! Yes!

I rose from my chair and opened the large, wooden door for Janine when she was about 15 feet away. She rushed inside. I promptly closed the door behind her and locked it. Janine was dressed very casually in just a flims,y yellow t-shirt and blue jeans. I suppose she figured it didn’t matter what clothes she chose for her visit because she wouldn’t have them on very long anyway. I made sure that was the case!

Janine was small, so I had no trouble lifting her into the air to start things with a playful smooch. Then I lovingly carried her to another, more comfortable chair in my living room, kissing her at least a dozen times along the way. (I really did adore her!) To ensure we had some privacy, I had carefully repositioned that chair earlier that day. No passerby outside the house could possibly see it through the window. I set her on my lap. Janine seemed perfectly okay with my employing a chair for our carnal fun rather than a bed.

I grabbed her t-shirt by its bottom. Janine knew what was coming and raised her arms so I could easily lift it off her torso. I saw her lovely breasts for the first time. I immediately went to work exploring and caressing them. That was great fun. My sucking on her nipples soon followed. I was tempted to ask Janine if she minded my doing that, but she answered the question before I had a chance to ask it.

“That feels so nice, Zachary,” she stated with genuine affection. “Please do that as long as you like. I absolutely love it.” She concluded her statement by kissing me on the cheek. I took Janine at her word and continued to amuse myself with her breasts for at least a dozen minutes, alternately going from one nipple to the other, happily licking and sucking on her natural delights. It was a heavenly pastime to me.

Next, I removed Janine from my lap momentarily so I could disrobe—and she could finish disrobing, too. Janine seemed amused by my prominent erection. I got the impression she had never seen one before. That was confirmed when she commented, “So that’s what a stiff dick looks like up close!”

“Yep!” I said, acknowledging the obvious. “I hope to please you with it, Janine. I’ve been fantasizing about having intercourse with you from the very first moment I set my eyes on you. In case you didn’t realize it, you make me incredibly horny.”

“I do? Wow!” she said with surprise—which surprised me.

“Of course you do, Janine!” I retorted. “You’re absolutely gorgeous. Now take off your jeans and panties so I can get a good look at the rest of you. I’ve waited long enough for this moment.”

She quickly complied with that lusty request. Within 30 seconds she was standing naked in front of me—except for a droopy pair of white socks. I thought they were a cute contrast to Janine’s nudity, so I insisted she keep them on her feet. She just smiled at me and said, “Okay, if that’s what you like, Zach.” Janine Maguire was a compliant sex partner—and I liked it that way.

Janine seemed quite content for me to dictate everything. I gently lifted her back onto my lap, kissed her several times, and started to finger her vagina with my right hand. It was a marvelous body part, too: beautiful and utterly hairless. Janine reacted affectionately to my caresses there. A few oohs and aahs escaped from her lips as she cuddled closely to me. Janine then took the initiative to plaster me with kisses all over my face and neck.

I announced, “Janine, honey, I’m going to put a finger inside your pretty pussy, okay? I just wanted to prepare you for it.” She nodded her assent.

I used the middle finger of my right hand for the pleasant task. I didn’t want to hurt my petite lover, so I took things very slowly with her. I slid it softly inside her vagina, which had become quite wet from my external caresses. Millimeter by millimeter I pushed it inside Janine’s love channel. Her response was excellent in my opinion. She didn’t wail nor shriek. Instead, Janine gently cooed her approval and gave me more kisses, presumably for a job well done.

Nature had given Janine a sexy little bum, so I wanted to enjoy it, too. I removed my finger from her pussy and used both my hands to cup her butt cheeks. I squeezed them and rubbed them and pushed them together. Janine just laughed at my playfulness. If she was happy, I was happy, too. In fact, I was completely enthralled by our whole sexual encounter so far—and we hadn’t gotten to the key part yet.

I felt overcome by both love and desire for this sexy, nude female who was seated quite comfortably on my lap and enjoying every second of our shared intimacy. I reverted back to kissing mode. This time our busses were exceptionally long and passionate ones. My hands mostly ran up and down Janine’s back, but they did occasionally drift towards her trim torso and her sexy, aroused nipples. (Hey, I was a normal male. I couldn’t ignore Janine’s prime targets for my attention for very long!)

After a moment of inactivity, I stated, “It’s time for the fuck, Janine: That’s what I’ve been waiting for since the first day I saw you standing across the street from me. Janine, are you ready to receive my hard dick in your pussy?”

“I think so,” Janine replied cutely, but with a bit of hesitancy.

“It’s the most natural thing in the world, Janine,” I said to try to put her at ease. Then I impatiently added, “Let’s begin fucking right now!”

I figured the most practical and enjoyable way to fuck Janine Maguire in a chair was to have her ride me—and I told her so. Accordingly, Janine allowed me to lift her again. For penetration to occur, this time she’d drop herself onto my rigid rod.

It didn’t go as easily as I had anticipated. My dick was a rather thick appendage—and Janine possessed a small, tight, virgin pussy. The handful of other sexual conquests I had had in my life were able to accept my dick into their crevices without too much difficulty. Janine was an outlier. That became obvious in a hurry. True sexual intercourse might not be possible because of the size difference of our genitalia.

I could not let this happen! Sporting a major erection, I ran to the bathroom to retrieve a jar of Vaseline jelly that I kept for such romantic emergencies but had never once needed to use. I returned to the living room clutching it. I explained to Janine what I had and how we could use it to save the day. I liberally spread a huge glob of the greasy substance onto her pussy. Janine was amused by its texture—or perhaps she found the whole scenario funny—and giggled loudly. She insisted that she do the same handiwork on my equipment. She slathered my penis with a copious amount of Vaseline, too.

“Second try!” I stated. I then attempted to set Janine on my hard penis once more. There was a slight improvement as Janine was able to accommodate at least the head of my very aroused dick. I tried pushing Janine further down onto my shaft. The feeling for me was incredible. Janine easily had the tightest vagina I had ever experienced. It was a painful ordeal for Janine, though, so I quickly stopped the penetration after about an inch of my manhood went inside my lover. I ejaculated very quickly, sending most of my sperm cruising into her womb. I was still in the process of coming when I lifted Janine off my phallus. Thus, a good portion of my cum shot ended up in several pools on my lap.

Janine seemed to be on the verge of tears. I was horrified. “Oh, my god, Janine, I didn’t mean to hurt you with my dick!” I blurted. “That’s the last thing I’d ever want to do to you. You know that, right? I wanted to please you with my penis, not hurt you with it. I feel absolutely awful about what just happened! Try not to cry, okay?”

Janine gave me I quizzical look that puzzled me for a moment. “Yes, Zach, I feel like crying—but not because you hurt me. The fucking did hurt—and I’m very glad you pulled out, but I feel like crying because my vagina could not take you being inside me! I know that I let you down, like I was a failure. Zach, can you forgive me, please?”

That was an unexpected reply. In fact, it dumbfounded me. Since I was temporarily at a loss for words, I quickly embraced Janine and smothered her with kisses. I deliberately licked her nipples a couple of times and finally said, “Some of your equipment accepts me just fine, Janine. It’s too bad my dick doesn’t fit into your pussy well. It’s such a lovely part of your anatomy.”

“Hey, maybe if we practice more, Zach, someday I’ll be able to take your penis all the way inside me. Can we try that, Zach? What do you say? How about another try tomorrow afternoon? I have nothing on my schedule; I’m not busy!”

I kissed her several times and lovingly said to her, “Let’s give your pussy at least a full week to recover, Janine. Then, yes, absolutely we can try again, sweetheart. I adore you, Janine Maguire. I absolutely adore you!”