Getting It Right
Copyright© 2025 by G Younger
Chapter 34
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 34 - This is the second book in the Wrinkle in Time Trilogy. It is a stand-alone book with an all-new cast that embraces getting a second chance, a do-over. Fortunately, this time, Xander had a cheat: life experience. I’d become the old man who no longer gave a fuck about others’ opinions. The problem was that by the time I learned this, I died … or so I thought. I found myself thrown back in time to do it all over again. Could I get it right this time?
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Consensual Reluctant Fiction Humor School DoOver Sharing Gang Bang Group Sex First Facial Oral Sex Slow Violence
Xander picked up Peggy, ready to run pound puppies or stress test the back of his van. Before he pulled out of her driveway, he asked, “Where to?”
“Would you be disappointed if we skipped running?” Peggy asked.
“Would you rather we go park somewhere?”
Peggy looked at him skeptically.
“I’m not sure I’m ready for everything, but we could go somewhere and talk.”
“Sure. I like talking,” Xander said.
Xander drove them to Riverside Park on the White River, off Main Street. The parking lot was usually empty at that time of day during the middle of the week. When they arrived, there was one other car, so they pulled as far away from it as they could.
He’d prepared for some fun in the back of the van by folding the middle row seats into the floor and laying the back bench down into a bed. Xander put a sheet over the padding and pulled a couple of pillows from his under-seat storage drawer.
Peggy checked out his little rolling love shack and shook her head.
“I bet every teen boy wants one of these.”
They sat down on the bed’s edge, and things got awkward. Xander took a moment to check Peggy out. She was wearing a West Fork Track t-shirt and loose-fitting running shorts, but her clothes didn’t entirely cover her figure. Her long hair was pulled back in a simple ponytail that hung more than halfway down her back.
He looked at her face, and a shy smile touched her lips.
Peggy caught Xander checking her out. His eyes moved over her body, and it thrilled her. It was far different from when the boys at school stared at her butt or chest and made rude remarks.
She remembered the first time she’d met him in middle school. This short, scrawny blond kid had an unfortunate haircut. By all standards, he should’ve been relegated to the nerd table at lunch, but somehow, he managed to sit with her and the other Princesses, as they were called.
She’d watched as he’d grown into what he was now: probably the best-looking guy at West Fork. Of the guys they usually hung out with, John might be as handsome as Xander, but he was on the shorter side at five-nine. Steve matched Xander’s height at six-two. If Xander wasn’t around, she might have gone for Steve because she liked taller guys.
The other guy she’d been attracted to was Mike. He was supposed to be the big man on campus for their class because he played quarterback. Barb had made it known that when Mike decided he wanted a girlfriend, she had dibs, so Peggy had never considered him.
Peggy watched Pam and Kelly make their move on Xander. She was surprised when they both basically cheated on him. After Kelly, he didn’t seem interested in being in a relationship until Angelica arrived at their school.
While Xander never talked about what he did with girls, Angelica shared details, specifically that Xander had a big one. After seeing a photo that was making the rounds, Peggy had been both afraid and aroused.
She’d imagined this moment, the two of them being alone. But Peggy was confused, unsure whether she was more into guys or girls. Because of that confusion, she’d never allowed herself to get into a situation where anything might happen. Of course, there had been opportunities, but she’d always shied away when they presented themselves.
Xander kissed her to pull Peggy out of her churning thoughts.
It wasn’t some profound, long thing—just a peck, in fact, but it was squarely on the lips. Peggy’s heart began to race. This was her first romantic kiss where something more might actually happen. Before she let herself talk her way out of this, Xander leaned over and kissed her again. A moment later, they were kissing deeply, not breaking apart.
Peggy realized she’d been missing out and should’ve made her move sooner. Kissing Xander Thornwood was breathtaking, like she was kissing a man, not a boy.
She softly broke the kiss and sighed happily, pausing to let the moment pass.
But it didn’t pass.
Xander grabbed her by the neck and pulled her lips to his again. This time, he shoved his tongue into Peggy’s mouth as he guided her onto her back. His other hand found its way to her stomach and began to roam. She ignored that as he continued to educate her on the joys of kissing.
Peggy gasped in his mouth as his roaming hand slid under her t-shirt on her bare skin, then up and cupped her breast through her sports bra. Xander pulled back, gave her a funny look, and asked, “What are you hiding under there?”
Peggy blushed because she went to great lengths to hide her breasts. A tomboy, she played a lot of sports, and her breasts moving around could be a problem. She’d gotten in the habit of wearing sports bras to hold her boobs in place, but the bras also served to hide them. Peggy saw how people looked at someone like Angelica and didn’t want anyone to look at her that way.
It wasn’t that hers were huge, but they were large enough to look out of place on her slim, athletic body. Most distance runners were flat-chested.
Xander didn’t wait for her to answer. He pushed up her t-shirt and then her bra, and out flopped her breasts. Peggy looked away, embarrassed.
She heard him chuckle, which pissed her off. When she looked at him, he wasn’t making fun of her; he was enthralled.
“Why on God’s green earth would you hide these away? They are fucking fire,” Xander said, then leaned down and sucked on one of her nipples. He let it slip from his lips and shook his head. “I’m going to have to take you shopping so you have proper bras. These should be on display.”
Peggy’s brain decided that was too much to handle and shut down. She just stared at Xander as he cupped both of her titties. She discovered her nipples were super sensitive when aroused. While Peggy had masturbated before, she’d never played with her breasts while doing it. Now Xander was, and it seemed her nipples had a direct effect on her sexual core, and desire flared in her stomach.
As Xander loved on her breasts, one of his hands slid down her stomach and pushed under the waistband of her shorts.
She grabbed his wrist to stop him. Xander released her nipple and looked confused.
“I did something I never thought I would: I shaved.”
“Do you mean your legs?” Xander asked.
“There, too,” Peggy admitted and blushed.
“Can I see?” Xander asked.
Peggy’s eyebrows rose into her bangs, but she chuckled.
“I’m sorry; that just popped out,” Xander said. “But I would love to see it. I mean, you did go to all the effort.”
“I told myself I was going to take it slow tonight, and now you’re asking me to show you the good stuff.”
Xander shrugged like it was no big deal, but she’d already shown him her tits.
Peggy looked him in the eye, and he locked his eyes with hers as she wiggled out of her running shorts. He couldn’t help but glance down.
Xander saw she’d worn red panties. Peggy peeled them down her thighs, exposing her completely smooth pussy.
She looked down at his running shorts. Xander glanced and saw they were tented and showed the outline of his dick.
“All right, I guess in the interest of fair play, I should probably—” Xander said.
“I’ve only seen pictures,” Peggy said, interrupting. “I have to check you out to be sure you didn’t do some creative editing,” she quipped.
“Before I make the reveal, how about I go down on you?” he asked.
He backed off the bed, grabbed her hips, and pulled her to the edge, where he dropped to his knees.
“Are you really—?” Peggy sputtered.
Xander gently ran his palms up her thighs to slowly part them even more. He was agonizingly aware of how trapped his dick was, but he didn’t want to kill the vibe by whipping it out, so he tried to ignore it.
Xander’s fingers lightly brushed Peggy between her thighs, and he took a moment to trace the outline of her shaved pussy. Peggy stiffened when he ran a finger across the length of her sex. He repeated that, but this time, he let his thumb part her flesh and brush against her clitoris.
She tensed up as Xander gently teased her sex with his fingers and thumb. He let his index finger find her opening and gently pressed inward, confirming Peggy was a virgin. Wanting to save breaking that for his cock, he backed off.
Xander lowered his head and inhaled, becoming almost drunk on the sexy aroma of Peggy’s virginal pussy secretions. Xander didn’t hesitate to include another of his senses: taste. His tongue joined the fun as he licked her sex.
It seemed Peggy liked that as she all but levitated off the bed. He grabbed her butt so he could hold her in place while his other hand slid to her breasts to play with them while he ate her out.
Xander knew he was good at giving head; multiple partners had given him five-star reviews in both lifetimes. It was simply a matter of reading the room: when you found something that made them squeal, you didn’t stop.
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