Day 1

IT was the first day of the school holidays. Gemma yawned and turned over in her bed. She'd been going out with Tom for four weeks now, and last night they'd had sex for the first time. Gemma had lost her virginity a couple of months earlier on holiday in Spain, and last night had been the third time she'd had sex. And it had been the third time it hadn't lasted very long. Tom had only lasted about five minutes before shooting his load into her. She wondered how long it would be before she had the pleasure of an orgasm.

Gemma was sixteen. She was about 5ft 6, with long curly brown hair and a slim, sexy figure. She hadn't really thought much about sex before she went to Spain. Her parents had become friendly with another couple and Gemma had ended up in bed with their son. Although he hadn't lasted long on either occasion, she had enjoyed the sensations. The previous week, after reading a girlie magazine, she'd decided to shave her pussy. Tom had certainly liked it, perhaps too much she thought.

She looked over at her clock - it was 09.30. Tom had left her feeling quite horny and she found that her hand was stroking the inside of her thigh as she thought about it. Tom had fingered her a few times since they'd been going out, but masturbation was something she'd never done herself. She let her finger slip across onto her smooth pussy. She liked the feeling of it shaved, and slowly stroked the smooth skin. She lay there for about five minutes, rubbing herself and thinking about the night before. She was now really feeling horny and couldn't resist rubbing her index finger across her clit. She let out a soft moan as the sensation sent of tingle through her body. She rubbed up and down, feeling her pussy start to moisten. Engulfed in pleasuring herself, she slid her finger into her hole. "Mmmm," she thought, "That feels good." She pushed her finger in and out and worked into a steady rhythm. Her pussy was moist now and her finger slid in easily. She rocked her hips back and forth in time. It felt wonderful and she concentrated on the wonderful feelings taking over her body. Desperate to fully pleasure herself, she stuck another finger in. Her breathing intensified and her pace quickened. Her pussy was wet and she could feel what she hoped was her first orgasm starting to build. She stepped up the pace and moaned softly with every stroke. The excitement of fucking herself was taking over her and she added a third finger. She knew she wasn't far away from cumming.

Suddenly, there was a knock at her bedroom door. She pulled her fingers out of her cunt and looked across as her mum opened the door.

"Hi sweetie," said her mum, obviously unaware that her daughter was on the verge of an orgasm. "I'm off to work now. Don't waste all day in bed now. And don't forget that the decorator is coming round to start the lounge. He'll be here at 10."

Gemma was out of breath and didn't want to speak. She peeked across the covers and nodded, trying to make out she had just woken up.

"I'll be back about 6. Your dad is picking me up in town. Gotta go, have a good day." Her mum smiled at her and hurried out of the room.

Gemma sighed. She had been so close and couldn't believe she'd been interrupted. The moment had passed, and disappointedly, she decided just to get up and get showered and dressed. Anyway, the decorator would be arriving soon.

Gemma finished drying herself and cast her towel to one side. It was a couple of minutes before ten. She looked outside - it was raining. "Oh well," she said to herself. "I suppose it'll be a quiet day in today." Tom was working with his dad during the holidays, so she would have to wait until tonight to see if she could get the pleasure she was after. She quickly looked in the wardrobe for something to wear. She opted for a tight-cropped halter neck top, which tied at the back and covered to just below her breasts, and a pair of matching tight trousers. It was her most comfortable stuff, perfect for lounging around. Might even give the old decorator a thrill, she thought deviously.

A few minutes later she was finishing a bowl of cereal in the kitchen. The doorbell rang and she walked through to answer it.

She opened the door, but was surprised not recognise the person standing there.

"Hi," said the stranger. "I'm Joe. Old Bill is on another job today, so I'm here to cover for him." Gemma looked at him and her heart skipped a beat. He was gorgeous, she thought. He was about 6ft 5, black and very well built. He was wearing tight jeans and a tight t-shirt, which showed off his muscular chest.

"Ehm, come in," she said, smiling sweetly at him. He followed her through to the lounge and she explained what work needed done. As he set up his stuff, Gemma went through to the kitchen to make him a coffee. Her heart was still racing - here she was wearing her sexy little outfit and instead of old Bill there was a very sexy black guy in her lounge! She'd noticed his expression when he saw her, and wondered what Tom would think. Grinning, she took the coffees back through to the lounge.

Gemma stayed in the lounge while Joe worked, and they chatted easily. She couldn't help but look at his body, and she knew what she would think about the next time she was fingering herself. She was also feeling quite pleased that Joe had cast her a couple of admiring glances. She'd found out that he was 25, and had playfully mocked him for being nearly ten years older than her. He was easy going, and they had immediately built up good rapport. A couple of hours passed, and Joe stopped working to take a break. He sat next to her on the sofa. Gemma had been talking about her friends and a party they had been at a few weeks ago.

"So, have you got a boyfriend then?" asked Joe.

"Yeh," replied Gemma. "We've been seeing each other about a month now."

"I thought you would have had him round. What with your parents being out to work and all," grinned Joe. He winked at her slyly. Gemma giggled and sharply answered, "It doesn't take him all day." She immediately blushed. Joe laughed. "He's not, well, satisfying you then? You must be a real hot chick." Gemma felt really embarrassed. She'd only known the guy a couple of hours and the conversation had turned to her sex life, what little there was of it. "Oh, you're blushing," continued Joe. "Poor guy, have you told him he's not up to scratch yet?"

Gemma felt the heat radiating from her face. She wondered what he thought of her. "We've only done it once," she blurted out in defence. "And it was his first time." Joe kept grinning at her. "Not yours though?" he asked cheekily.

Gemma was a little surprised by his forwardness, but she didn't feel he was being sleazy or pushy. "I'd done it a couple of times before," she said. "Were they any better?" he asked. Gemma found his cheeky grin almost relaxing and was starting to feel more comfortable with this topic of conversation. "Not really," she answered. "Do all guys... well, you know... ?"

"You know what?" queried Joe.

"Well," she stammered. "Cum quick." She looked away nervously, surprised at herself for asking. Joe leaned back in his chair and smiled wide. "Not real guys," he answered. She looked back at him and her mind suddenly raced. She wondered how long he could last for. She pictured him on top of her like Tom had been the night before. Her mouth dried up. Although she fancied Joe, this was the first time she'd thought about it sexually. He was 25 after all; she was far too young she thought. She didn't want to come across as a silly little girl so she decided to fight fire with fire.

"What makes a real guy?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.

"A real guy will give you all the pleasure first," he answered. She noticed that his eyes had glanced at her tight, flat stomach when he'd said that. Her mind raced again. "How do you do that then?" she replied, her mouth now bone dry.

He leaned across towards her and whispered, "Oh, that's a secret." Gemma felt a rush of adrenaline. Was he just toying with her, or making a subtle pass? She thought quickly for a response. "I like secrets. And I wouldn't tell anyone."

Joe leaned closer to her and stroked his hand across her thigh. "Do you want a real guy?" he asked, now with a more serious tone. Gemma felt her heart beat race. Her mind was full of thoughts and the main one was the orgasm she'd nearly had that morning. Her pussy twitched again and she felt herself look straight into Joe's eyes. She nodded.

Joe kissed her, gently slipping his tongue into her mouth. She kissed back enthusiastically, her mind curious about what was to follow. He slid his hand around her back and undid her top. He kissed down her neck as he pushed the top over her breasts.

She had lovely, firm round tits and her nipples were erect. He gently sucked her nipples and ran his hands across her breasts. She felt a shiver down her spine as the sensation flowed through her body. His hand slid down her body and he ran his fingers along her waistline. For 3 or 4 minutes he sucked her tits and stroked her waist. Gemma felt wonderful - her body alive with sensations. She desperately wanted him in her pants though, and pulled her hips up towards his hand, hoping he would slide his hands in. He ran his tongue around the bottom of her breasts and down her stomach. He undid her trousers and in one move, pulled them and her pants off her. She shivered slightly, now totally naked. He took of his shirt and moved onto the floor between her legs. He wrapped his arms around the bottom of her back and pulled her down towards him. He pushed her legs apart and up and looked at her shaven pussy. Gemma closed her eyes and breathed in deeply as she felt his fingers stroke her pussy.

He stroked her clit for a few moments before gently inserting his middle finger into pussy. Gemma gasped as his finger explored her cunt. The warmth that she'd felt down there earlier in the morning returned quickly and started to writhe her hips around Joe's fingers. She was desperate to have her pussy filled but Joe was taking his time. He inserted another finger, pushing them deep into her cunt. He moved his fingers in a circular motion, ensuring that every millimetre of her snatch was getting attention. He was now content that her pussy was suitably moist, so he pulled his fingers out and pulled her further down. She was almost flat on her back now, her damp pussy right on the edge of the chair. He pushed her legs slightly apart and lowered his head between them.

Gemma arched her head to look down as Joe flicked his tongue into her cunt. She couldn't help but exclaim out loud as his tongue filled where his fingers had just been. This was new, uncharted territory for her, and she felt a fantastic mix of excitement and horniness. He tongued her rhythmically and she responded by moving her hips in time with him. She parted her legs further and found herself pulling his head closer into her. He was licking deep into her now, and for the second time that day, she felt an orgasm starting to build.

Joe was lapping up the juice that was filling her pussy, conscious that she was getting close to cumming. She was moaning consistently now.

"Mmmm, yes. Oh yeh, that feels good, oh yeh..." Joe knew that she was on the verge of a very large orgasm, but he'd already decided that when she came, it would be on his cock, not her mouth. The re was a steady dribble of come from her pussy now so Joe pulled his tongue out of her and stood up.

"What are you doing?" asked Gemma, horrified that he'd just suddenly stopped. "Please don't stop," she begged, " I want to cum, please make me cum."

Joe grinned at her. This was going to be good, he thought. What better than a sexy little 16-year-old white girl begging for him? "Don't worry sweetie," he said, "you are going to cum, trust me babe, you're gonna cum big time." With that he undid his trousers and pulled them down to his ankles. He slipped of his boxers, releasing his cock. Gemma's eyes visibly bulged as she caught sight of his enormous black member. It was easily fourteen inches, more than twice the size of Toms or the guy on holiday.

"Fucking hell," she exclaimed. "It's... it's fucking huge!"

Joe knelt in front of her and placed his cock at the opening to her cunt.

"This is the second bit of being a real man," he laughed. She couldn't take her eyes of the gigantic cock, poised and ready to penetrate her hole.

She watched intently as Joe pushed forward slowly. She moaned out loud as the cock stretched her pussy lips apart. He kept pushing in slowly, gradually filling her cunt. He pushed until he was in as far as he could go. Gemma was silent now, almost shocked at how full her pussy felt. The tingle of her orgasm rushed back and she circled her hips. Joe pulled his cock out her completely. She looked up again as he pushed it back in and filled her pussy, before pulling it back out. He repeated this five or six times, each time sending Gemma into shivers of excitement. He was toying with her, holding her right on the edge of an explosive orgasm. Gemma couldn't handle it any longer. She wanted him to pump her; she wanted to feel all 14 inches rip into her, she wanted to explode onto his cock.