Intimate Passion Through The Years

"What do you see?", One girl asked. She was a dark skinned girl in a purple shirt, who had a cautious expression.

"Shhh! He'll hear us", The other girl snapped. She was a curly-haired girl with pale white skin and a shirt with a cat in it.

She focused her eyes, steadying her urge to not rustle the branches both her and her hesitant friend were on. Binoculars laser focused on the windows, the image of a young, strapping man taking his shirt off in his bedroom was a delightful sight. He dropped the shirt, huffing and puffing after his routine workout. Five reps of twenty curls, the girl with the binoculars remembered. When he started to leave the room, she chuckled to herself at the idea of snatching the shirt, but then she remembered what might happen if she got too carried away. She nudged her friend.

"Fetch."

The cautious girl gave something of a sigh via facial expression, but she knew this was coming. Her friend always did things just like on impulse. She nodded and then snickered a little as she opened the bedroom window, entering the young man's room. She picked it up, parading around the room a bit to show off at her friend, who was no doubt watching in glee, and started to head towards the window. However, the doorknob started to turn, and the girl took an unfortunate slip. Her friend grimaced. Their routine eye candy was getting a five star view of her bubble butt.

"... Wait, what the? Who in God's name are.." The tasty eye candy's instinct was to quickly turn around and close the door. He had no idea who this girl was, but in his mind he didn't want things to escalate too much, resulting in police at this hour of night. And with the door closed, she wouldn't try to slip past, running amok in the house and causing a ruckus. Not noticing her friend, he stood over the girl in a menacing way. But then, he very carefully sat her up, quickly taking note of his shirt, in her hand.

"Now what do you think you're doing with that? You should know it's wrong to steal stuff", he said with a surprisingly warm and soft tone.

"Ow...", The girl weakly responded.

She was now off her own face, and the strapping young man, with morals as straight and sturdy as his abs, was standing before her. In a stroke of genius the girl nonchalantly tossed his shirt outside the window after being mentioned about it, and looked back at the young man.

"What shirt?", She said with a smug tone.

One mental high five later, the girl was still stuck in this hunk's room. He was flabbergasted by her actions, to say the least. There was no real way of escaping, except for one method. And what was that? Well, to her young, adolescent mind, it was simple. Sweet talk.

"It's just a shirt. You don't have to be so uptight about it. If you want a shirt, you could always have mine~", she said in her best sultry tone. She really hoped that her flirtiness pulled through.

Luckily it began to work. The young man faltered upon hearing her words, looking her sitting form up and down with a gulp.

"W-well, I guess I can take your shirt, as a sort of gift.. but uh, I don't really know your name. I'm Herman", he said, a small hint of general confusion in his voice.

The girl's flirtiness didn't exactly get the desired results, but they were good enough. Herman felt his eyes sliding over to the window where her friend was, but he knew that looking away from this odd intruder would be pretty rude. He kept his gaze, soft as a pillow, on her shirt, which he was promised for some reason. There was an odd charm to Herman's lack of understanding, and the girl couldn't help but smile a little. It was charming, a breath of fresh air from other boys. Still, he wanted the shirt, and that was exactly was he was going to get. She slowly lifted up her shirt, letting her braless tits drop down and rest on her chest. As she stood the shirt was tossed to the other side of the room, with her putting her hands gently on her hips, smiling with a friendly lust.

"Valerie", she said with a wink.

Herman stared at Valerie's tits before quickly shaking his head and meeting her eyes. His mind was starting to fire off all sorts of signals, and he started to feel a little uneasy with all these new feelings. Thankfully, he managed to put all these new pieces and let it out verbally.

"I don't usually ever do this sort of thing, but.. you wouldn't be braless without reason. I think I remember hearing about girls like you. Y-you wouldn't happen to be here for.. intercourse, would you?", he asked with a gulp.

Valerie was stunned. She blushed and rubbed her arm, taking her gaze off of him. "W-well, when you say it like that..."

Jeez, did he have to say it so bluntly? She knew that getting out of here was going to be hard, but to her it sounded like he was just expecting it. Though, to be honest, her hormones were starting to get to her anyway... maybe this was the right time to let off some steam. Actually get something out of this hunk-hunting she's been going on with the girls as of late.

"If I'm being honest, I came here on a dare to snag that shirt of yours, but you seem like the type of guy who needs a good time anyway. So, you either have to call the police, or get to have some good fun with me. What'll it be?", she asked.

Herman thought about this ultimatum for a moment, rubbing his chin. But when he looked at her bare chest, the decision just came to him then and there.

"Yeah... I think I'll choose having fun with you. And maybe after, you can crawl back through the window, and I'll swear nothing happened. I'm pretty sure that's how this works", he replied.

Herman felt apprehensive accepting sex with Valerie. It was rather sinful, especially with the circumstances. But, there was something about this whole encounter that just felt like it was meant to be. He got into action. Being a good host, he carefully got her onto the bed and undressed the rest of her body, taking off her leggings and cute pink panties. He could notice a little wetness, which made a smile grow on his face. After that, he took off his pants and boxers at the same time, revealing a rather hefty piece of meat, seven inches in all.

Valerie cooed and laid on her side, looking Herman up and down with hooded eyes. "You're just a sweetheart, aren't you? Keeping a dirty little secret with a stranger.~ I think I'm going to enjoy this, Herman.~"

She didn't mind letting him undress her. He was a softie, a softie that was stupidly charming to her and apparently good with secrets. The last thing she wanted was a criminal record, and right now the first thing she wanted was him inside her. She pictured herself getting absolutely railed, and grinned to herself. She fully laid on her back, disinterested in a selection of foreplay options, and opened her legs, which were somehow both plump and slender. A pink blossom awaited the well-mannered, morally sweet man. Hopefully her friend was still around, if not she was missing out on the wonderful sight of two destined lovers having sex for the first time. This was an almost once in a lifetime opportunity to witness.

Herman had somewhat of an idea of what he was doing. He held onto Valerie's shoulders, pushing her deeper into the soft bed, before pushing his cock deep into her pussy. Both he and her let out a pleasured gasp, and exchanged a lovely smile between each other. "You feel so great~", Herman said in a hushed pleasured tone.

"Haaahn~" was all that Valerie could mutter out.

Her body formed around the tip of his dick, which began to thrust in and out of the warm walls of her sacred spot at a steady pace. Her vision softened, and her body began to quiver a little in ecstasy. She held onto him in a weakened trance, her breath hastily and shakily entering and escaping her, much like the cock.

"W-wow...it's in...it s-stings a little but...it f-feels good, too...~", she finally managed to utter out.

"H-have you never done this before?~", he asked.

With some of his length dug into her pussy, Herman was in new territory. It was warm, wet, and the girl was breathing weird. It's not like he could make a comment though, he caught himself panting like crazy. He moved his hands to the sides of her head and lowered his body down, looking her in the eyes as he picked up the pace a little.

"Y-yeah....I always read about it, and heck, even seen it a few times, but I've got the type of parents who are so strict about the fun things in life. I see why now...this is addicting~, nggh~", she explained between moans. Herman nodded in understanding.

The two's breaths, both hot and heavy, intertwined in the short distance between their faces. It was an experiment, a lust-driven outrage in the ludicrous spur of the moment, but they were really doing it. His cock was so wonderful, gently caressing her special spot with a conscious kindness, despite his own hormonal passion. So sweet, so thoughtful, and so utterly mouthwatering.

"I'm only allowed to do this with someone I'm in love with. But, I haven't had anyone yet~", Herman mumbled under his breath.

The bed creaking and Valerie breathing was taking over his brain. It was so addicting, he slowly started to want more and more. He started to speed up even more, his chest pressing against her tits.

"Haaaaaah...~"

Valerie felt herself starting to dismiss the idea of going back outside once this was done, just staying for a night of cuddling once he was done. The two appeared to both be in a position where they needed someone; they needed someone, both to let loose, and just to have. As he was starting to let his intimacy blossom, the two were enjoying a tidal wave of chemical reactions, the masterful concoction of young, dumb, but ultimately beautiful love.

Valerie's whole body was starting to get real tense now, quivering constantly and craving... something. She didn't know what that something was, but she needed it bad. And soon a point came where Herman felt something bubbling up inside him. He didn't quite know what it was, but he knew it was gonna make him raise his voice. He looked Valerie in the eyes, his own wide and filled with energetic lust. He almost froze like that, stuck staring as his voice got loud. But he quickly snapped out of it before his volume got out of hand, pressed his lips against hers, and pumped his load.

For a first kiss and a first fuck, Valerie couldn't complain. The white, cloudy cum filled her cunt up, ropes of milky liquids making Valerie's entire being melt away the stress and doubt in her mind. She was lovestruck in the most intimate experience of her life, which made it all the harder as Herman released from the kiss. Valerie laid there, awestruck and in ecstasy, eyes laser focused and cheeks a burning crimson. With the most adorable, stricken look on her face, she giggled.

"You really know how to treat a girl, Hermy~"

"I didn't really know what I was doing, I just sort of improvised~"

Herman giggled along and slowly pulled out, sitting back and looking down at her wonderful expression. The nickname was a little weird, but he'd let it slide. His mind soon came off the blissful orgasmic high, and he let out a breathe. He wasn't surprised when his brain said him that he was absolutely in love with this girl. He had to try and seize his moment.

"You know... I'll allow you to stay in here for the night, if you want", he said with a kind smile.

"Are you serious?", she asked with a couple blinks.

Honestly the idea sounded perfect, just cuddling with him to waste the night away. Then again, her friend was probably back at the hideout, and she couldn't leave her there all alone. She grimaced at declining the offer, but went over to put her clothes back on, cum still dripping into her panties. She sighed as she hung one leg out of the window and looked back at him.

"If I stayed, I don't think I would ever leave. Don't worry, I'll be seeing you real soon, but as far as everyone else knows, I was never here~", she said.

Valerie slapped her cheeks to raise her own spirits. She blew a kiss before returning to the branch her and her friend were on, and then descaled the tree. She found his shirt among the grass, and put it on temporarily as she returned to the hideout with a wonderful wet spot in her panties. The smell of him was so nice... hehe, that was weird for her to think.

Herman stared at the window Valerie left through for a bit, not really thinking of anything in particular. Then, he just closed his eyes, let out a light-hearted huff, and closed the window. That experience would stay in his memory forever, and he was perfectly content with it. Any worries he had about this encounter elevated off his shoulders as he laid down. Maybe he'd see her out and about, he thought, as he dozed off.

At the hideout, Valerie's friend was sitting smugly, all alone on a couch like some sort of condescending spy movie villain. She looked Valerie over quickly and sat further back in the couch.

"So, how was it? I've prodded you plenty, but never stuck anything in far~", she asked with a horny little smile.

Valerie just smiled, a sweet innocence brimming from her glowing warm cheeks. She giggled and thought back on the moment of when it went in.

"It was...nice.~"

That's all she said, before heading off to her own spot in the hideout to call it a day. A small white spot travelled down the length of Valerie's leg to the floor as she walked into her room. That was all that needed to be said.