A neighbor is unknowingly molested.
Cum with me, Joel! Cum with me! Cum with me, please!"
I had been fighting a losing battle to hold back for her, for the previous couple of minutes. The instant pulsing heat of my release against her inner folds and clitoris tipped Mel over the edge. She buried her face into my chest and groaned with each thrilling bolt of pleasure in her loins. After many trembling minutes, we broke apart and with still shaking hands, cleaned each other's residues from our private parts.
I dropped to my knees and paid homage to her cleft with my lips. Only two days after the end of her period, she was as fresh as new-mown hay. Mel stroked my hair gently and murmured, "Don't start doing that, Joel, or we'll still be here when the bell goes!"
I left the coppice first. Danny stood with clenched fists in the centre of the sports field, glaring in my direction, and as taut as an over-wound spring. I strode directly up to him and stared him down. "None of your business, Danny. None of your business."
The next morning I received another note. There was only one word written on it, 'Again'.
Danny was staring at the woods again. He had watched Mel go and was about to boil over. I made a point of walking close by him with a low-voiced reminder that, "It's none of your business."
I found Mel in the same spot, but she took me by the hand and led me to another place in a darker, more densely wooded part of the copse. A sturdy branch stuck out almost horizontally from a tree at just above waist height. Facing the branch, she hiked her dress up around her waist, revealing her complete nakedness, and leaned forward to rest on it with her elbows. Her voice was so soft and husky, I could only just make out her words; "I want you from behind, Joel."
I cupped the pale globes of her buttocks in my palms, dumbstruck at their rounded, erotic beauty.
Mel hissed impatiently, "Hurry Joel! I want to feel you!"
I dropped my clothing and pushed my stiff dick into the inviting gap at the apex of her legs. "Aaaaagh! Yeeesss!" Mel sighed as my bulging mushroom rasped against her tender, sensitive lips, "Aaaaaaaagh! Yeeeesssss!"
While I thrust against her, I undid the belt at Mel's waist and pushed her dress right up to her armpits. I freed her breasts from their confinement and caressed their full, dangling points with my palms. She arched her back with a delighted moan and ground her white bottom against my belly.
I felt her reach underneath her belly and pull back her hood so that the rim of my crown made direct contact on her hot spot. Her fingers held me there as I rubbed back and forth and she groaned deeply again, utterly lost in pleasure.
Mel's fingers pressed harder on the underside of my glans, once, twice, three times. She mumbled something under her breath and shifted her body slightly. I popped inside her! Mel's silken sheath seemed to suck at me avidly, its only wish to swallow me whole.
Mel stiffened. Her legs shook uncontrollably. I could feel that she was rubbing her clitoris at a furious pace. She was panting shallowly, so rapidly that one breath ran into the next. She gasped faintly, 'Oh my God! Oh my! Oh! Oh!" She heaved her buttocks wildly against me five or six times, forcing my cock deep into her channel. My sperm burst from me, flooding her insides. Then her knees buckled and she wailed softly "Ohhhhh, Jo...Jo...Joel!"
I clasped Mel's hips and held her or she would have collapsed to the forest floor. She grasped hold of the branch and held on tight, jerking and shaking at the aftershocks that pounded through her. Slowly she came back to earth and I slid my still rigid tool from her. She let out what sounded like a soft cry of, "Nooooo!" then squeaked loudly, "Ow! I've got to pee!"
Mel tore away from me and squatted. The golden stream left her in a flooding rush, trickling through the dead leaves down the slight incline towards my feet. I stood astride it and let it pass.
She remained sat on her heels.
"Are you Ok?" I asked.
Mel replied with a question; "Is it coming out?"
"Is what coming out?"
"Your sperm, Joel! I fel