Special Saige Part 4
Special Saige Part 4
by Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)
This work contains explicit material intended for adults over 18. If you are under 18 or are offended by non-traditional sex, do not continue.
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Author’s note:
_A high school boy meets a girl like no other. Initially attracted because she was special, then repelled, he soon comes to value the girl who would change his life forever. I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.
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F riday after school I spent a little time with Saige, kissing as usual, but then I returned home to put on something that looked better to wear to dinner. I arrived when Saige told me too. Her parents both welcomed me – this time in a more friendly manner. I sure was glad we got past the difficult part the last time.
Saige's dad asked me if I'd like a beer and I quickly agreed. I'd never had beer before – my father wouldn't let me, so I appreciated Saige's dad treating me more grown up.
"I know a guy your age is interested in sex almost all the time," he said. I began to get nervous, thinking he was going to tell me that was off limits. I said nothing but continued to listen.
"Most parents don't want their daughter having sex before marriage," he continued, "But it's different with Saige."
"Yes," I agreed, "We can't do things the traditional way."
"You can find information online about how to have sex with a trans-woman," he said, "But that's not what I wanted to talk about."
"I'm listening," I replied.
"Since Saige can't get pregnant there is no good reason why the two of you shouldn't have sex," he said. I was completely surprised by that.
"That's really open-minded of you," I said, "I never imagined hearing something like that from a girl's father."
"There's just one condition, however," he said, "You can have sex here or at your house, but never in a car or other public place – only where nobody could ever catch you and discover Saige's secret." It was incredible that he was giving us the green light to have sex right in their house!
"I promise," I committed, "And will never put Saige at risk of discovery."
"Good," he said, "Just one more thing – be sure to be gentle with her – take it slowly and make sure she enjoys it too." We were being called to dinner, so we joined Saige and her mother in the dining room.
"Saige and I had a talk just as the two of you had," her mom said to us, "So now the ground rules are clear."
"Mark," she continued, "I hope you like the dinner that Saige and I prepared – she's a very good cook, but I think you'll like her dessert even better."
We had a wonderful dinner – I couldn't imagine how the dessert could be better, but eagerly looked forward to it.
After dinner Saige said, "Are you ready for dessert?"
"Sure," I agreed, "What is it?"
"Me!" she said, and her parents both smiled. Saige took my hand and led me from the dinner table.
"Enjoy your dessert," her mom said.
Saige led me to her bedroom and closed the door. "Tonight you get my virginity," she said.
I was already hard, but now felt even more aroused. The thought of slipping into Saige's tight ass really had me eager, but I recalled her father's admonition to be gentle with her. From what I had read, anal can be very painful if done too quickly or without enough lube.
I decided to get started with my usual tender kisses. I positioned Saige on the bed and spread her cheeks, revealing her tender pucker, which I passionately kissed, pushing my tongue in as far as I could. I continued a few minutes before withdrawing and asked, "What kind of experience have you had with anal?"
"None," Saige confessed, "This will be my first."
"Not even toys?" I asked.
"So far only your tongue," she replied, "And that has been wonderful!"
"For the very first time I want to do this in a special way," I said, "I'll lay on the bed, and you lower yourself onto me – that way you can go as slowly as you wish and control the action."
"But shouldn't you be in charge?" she replied, "I will be, but for the first time I want to make sure there is only pleasure for you – no pain."
I lay on the bed and Saige stroked me as she applied lube. I told her to add a little more and then go very slowly until I was in. She did, and her tightness was incredible. I especially loved the fact that I could see her face and the look of pleasure as she lowered herself onto me. I held her hips to prevent her from going too quickly.
It took a few minutes, but soon she was all the way down, with a wonderful look of joy on her face!
I put a little lube on my fingers and massaged Saige's hard clitty. That really got her going, and she rode my cock eagerly. "Oh Mark!" she said, "Please take over – I want you to do this."
I had Saige pause and lift off me. I got up and she lay on the bed. I lifted her legs to my chest and pressed myself into her. I slid in easily since she was now ready for this. I began to stroke and suddenly she cried out.
"What's wrong?" I asked, with concern.
"I think you hit bottom," she said, "It only hurt a little, please keep going."
I didn't want Saige to experience any pain at all, so I took note of how deep I was and was careful to not stroke so far. It felt so wonderful inside Saige – her warm wetness made it difficult to hold back, but concentrating on my stroke depth helped me to avoid cumming too soon. I wanted this to be just right for her. I massaged her hard clitty as she squealed with delight. Soon she came, shooting on her belly. As she did, she tightened around me, squeezing about once a second during her climax. That was enough to put me over the edge, and I shot my load inside my lovely lady! It was incredibly exciting for both of us, and it took a little while to catch our breath!
I kissed Saige's leg – her closest part. Then I pulled out and told her to wait there for me. I went into the bathroom and cleaned myself up, returning with a warm, wet washcloth. I wiped her juice from her belly, and then wiped her crack.
"Oh Mark," she said, "You shouldn't be doing that."
"Of course I should," I said, "When we make love, you don't clean up – I'm claiming that as my job!"
"You take such good care of me," she said, "I'm no longer a virgin, thanks to you!"
"Me neither," I confessed.
"Really?" responded Saige, "You seemed to know exactly what to do."
"I'm learning as I go," I said, "And loving every minute of it!"
I took the washcloth back to the bathroom and returned to bed, laying next to Saige, spooning with her.
I put my arm around Saige, resting a hand on one of her breasts, and we drifted off to sleep.
We napped for a few hours, when Saige's mother knocked on the door and said, "Mark, when do you need to be home?"
I looked at a clock and saw that it was 9pm. I hurriedly got dressed. I told Saige that she could stay in bed, but she wouldn't hear of it. She quickly got dressed and walked me to the door. I thanked her parents for having me for dinner. As I kissed Saige, I thanked her for the wonderful desert.
To be continued . . .
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–Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)