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Alanette Remembered

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AlanetteAlanette was about my age. I only met her once so I'm not exactly sure. She was my dad's girlfriend's daughter. We met at a fishing camp rented for a "family weekend." But the weather was iffy.She was nearly as tall as I, and well developed. But she was not muscle-bound. Each muscle added a sexy curve to her body. She had dark shoulder length hair and her shirt was full with beasts. "Let's get the hell outt'a here." She said in a monotone. "Get outt'a here to where, there's nowhere to go." I replied. "Everywhere but here is outt'a here." She shrugged, standing up and walked into the next room. "Mom, can I have the keys to the truck, we want to get out of here?" "You just got here, Alanette." She replied motioning with approval toward the keys on the table. Take your purse; he's kind of cute, like his father." "Mom!" Alanette moaned."You old enough to drive?" I asked. "Out here, if you're tall enough to reach the peddles, you're old enough to drive." She answered. The truck bounced from pothole to pothole down the dirt lane. I was glad to be out of the house, which was little more than a three-room cabin. It did have electricity. A cistern supplied the water, and there was a genuine outhouse fifty-feet out back.Field after field of green corn flew past us. She braked the truck sharply and turned the steering wheel sharply. She answered my questioning look saying, "I saw something in Red Lawson's honeymoon suite." All I could see were cornfields and pastures: not a hotel in sight. The truck skidded to a stop in front of a pasture with two cows in it. That's what I thought. It was immediately noticeable that one of the "cows" had an amazingly long cock hanging from his midsection. He was a bull. A very horny bull at that. The cow kept one step ahead of him. I knew the facts of life, but this is the first time me, a city-boy, came face to face to raw sexual desire being carried out before my very eyes. The thought of it was making my teenage cock grow hard. Alanette called out, "Come on Bessie, you know he's going to fuck you! And you're going to love it!" O my god, she was urging them on. The cow stopped for a moment, and the bull mounted her again. He haunches shuddered and shook. "At a boy, go for it, big fell'a! Sock it to her, she's loving it.""He's loving it too." I commented looking back at her. She was leaning over the wheel to look out my window, and I could see for the first time that her full tits swayed freely, without a bra. Her brown nipples were hard and erect. Maybe this barnyard scene was getting to her too.We watched the bull carry out his office and slippery fluid flowed out of the cow as the bull dropped to the ground. "It's all natural." She said. I realized that she had caught me "peeking" down her shirt. I began to apologize when she stopped me, telling me she'd be worried about me if I hadn't "peeked." She commented that she had noticed my growing erection. I squirmed trying to find a comfortable posture for my growing cock. "You're still a virgin?" Should I lie, change the subject or tell her the awful truth. My only sex partner was my right palm. "Yes." I said. I don't know how I felt, but I certainly didn't feel very grown up.You can't go back with a hard-on like that she said, pointing to my straining pants. I'd love to be your first. But you don't want your first time to be twisted like a pretzel in the cab of a pickup truck. She started the engine and made a three-legged U-turn in the road. A few minutes later we slid to a stop at the end of a nearby country lane. The steps and some orderly blocks of cement were all that were left of a building. Her fingers began to unfasten my belt and open my pants. My hard on sprang free like a jack in the box. "O, if only we had the time and place, you are a stud!" she said. "Let me show you the rest of these." She said unbuttoning her shirt. Her breasts were full and the nipples were gathered in wrinkled brown circles. My mind was going a mile a second. She laid her head on my shoulder and told me to relax. "I want you to enjoy this." She whispered. The fingers and palm her soft left hand were the first, other than my own, to touch me There. Bolts of pleasure wracked my body from head to toe. I felt her teeth pinch my neck gently. Her fist moved so smoothly from the bulging head down to my curly brown pubic hair. It seemed like seconds; it may have been minutes before I came harder than I'd ever come before. My knee kicked the dashboard and the back of my head hit the window. I jerks and groaned and it seemed to go on forever. Specks of whitish cum were everywhere. With tissue she seemed to pull out of nowhere, she cleaned me up. "Pull your pants up. There's more where that came from." The trucked bounced back down the lane as I buckled my belt. I was looking forward to "more." But when we got back to the camp Dad and Alanette's mom were arguing; shouting really. I don't know what happened. But Dad and I threw our things into our car and left. I never saw Alanette again.I re-lived that soft, gentle, sexy memory again and again and it never fails to end with the same wonderful ending.