Returning a favour [M/f - 19] | 2016

This is a story from before I got together with Lucy. Some conflicting emotions from writing it down, but also a massive boner, so there's that... anyway...

I first met Caz through a mutual friend. A mate and I were meeting them in a pub for a few swift ones. She was cute as a button, strikingly pretty and petite, pale skin, full lips and long blonde hair. She almost had a hint of bimbo about her, but she had minimal makeup and an air of innocence that diminished any negative connotations. She was young - too young, certainly for drinking the pint of Stella that sat on the table in front of her. My mate didn’t seem to mind her age and promptly set about giving her some patter in an attempt to bed her. We all became fast friends, moving onto her place (well, her parents’ house) after the pub. A photo of her sat on the fireplace, a posed school photo. "Ha, how long ago was that taken?" I joked. "April" she replied. "Fuck sake. How old are you actually?!" "Sixteen, why?" She asked curiously as if I asked something strange. "Blimey, make me feel old why don't ya?" And it did. By comparison, we were getting on for our late twenties, so there was nearly a decade between us. Eventually my mate got the better of her and did the deed - much to my annoyance it was in my house and in my bed, which was a bit rude. I only knew because I heard them from down stairs. Afterward she came and spoke to me, apologising for screwing him in my bed. "I hope you don’t think I’m a slag" "Of course not, you can do who and whatever you want" - a tiny hint of bitterness was in my voice. I fancied her, there was no denying she was sexy. She was short and had an air of naiveté that was alluring, but at the same time off-putting. Despite her being cute, I didn’t equate her to being sexually viable. She gave me a cuddle and said she was glad. Over the next several months, they were boyfriend and girlfriend where I fell into a 3rd wheel role as both parties 'best mate'. He would moan about her when she acted childish, and she would moan to me when he acted boring. Like a doormat, I didn’t actually mind. We got on well and everything was fine. I was her friend and wanted nothing more from her, to the point that I treated her like a little sister.

All was well until one day she told me that she was pregnant. She told me before him and despite him being my mate of many years, I was totally on her side and offered to help in any way she wanted. We spoke for a long time about what she wanted to do with her life - "when you grow up" I added. A baby would have complicated things and her partying lifestyle would be over. I told her I would support her and help her and take her anywhere she needed to go, but she should really tell him what the score was first, and explain to him what she wanted to do. She did, and he pressured her to have the kid because 'he' was ready. I was seriously pissed off that he had effectively stunted her youth because he wanted a kid. It wasn’t my business but I had to play devil’s advocate for both of them.

They had the baby and played happy families for a while, but eventually they finished with each other and went their separate ways. Because things got complicated, I put distance between them. I was angry at him for fucking her about and angry at her because she was still an immature little girl who didn’t know if she wanted to party or being a mom. I was probably annoyed the most that she let herself be swayed by a dick. I supported her for a while but it got to the point that we only spoke when she needed a hand moving something heavy, or a lift somewhere. More often than not she would borrow money which would rarely be returned. We gradually fell out of touch and to a certain degree, I forgot about her.

About a year later, I was with a group of mates in the local shit hole of a nightclub. We were on patrol, checking out the scenery when a wild Caz appeared. She was stood watching the dancefloor, drinking some insipid blue shit out of a bottle through a straw. She hadn't changed a bit, only that she would have been nineteen now and legally able to drink rather than just relying on her looks and tits to get served. She had long, sexy beige high heels on that didn’t make her look any taller. She had the tiniest skirt clasped around her waist and a loose, plunging top that showed her cleavage. She noticed me and her eyes went wide. She hobbled toward me and put her arms around me. I leaned forward and kissed her on the top of the head and said hello. She tiptoed and kissed me on the lips. 'I’ve missed you" she replied. "Me to" I realised to myself as soon as I said the words. We caught up for a moment, and I brought her another drink. The music was loud so we went outside for some fresh air and a proper chat. She told me that the kid was doing well, staying with her parents tonight and that she had moved to a different estate from when we last spoke. She said she was here alone, and decided that I needed to know that she had 3 boyfriends in the last five months and they were all, and I quote "dicks". I put my arms around her and told her that she was still a cock magnet and she laughed. I brought her another round, then another, and then shots and we both got thoroughly blitzed "remember how you always used to do little favours for me?" She asked in a slurred but babyish voice that she used to use when she wanted something, and I nodded. "Can you lend me taxi fare?" "Yeah I suppose so" I chuckled. "Nothing changes" "What do you mean?" She protested. "I mean that you probably still owe me about three hundred quid!" I felt a bit bad to be fair, I had long since written it off as a lost cause and not missed it, but I still harboured some resentment. "I forgot about that. I'm really sorry" she sounded sincere but she probably wasn't. "Don’t worry about it" I apologised and gave her yet another hug. I admit that it felt good to have her boobs pressed against me. She tip-toed again and kissed me, this time in a distinctly unfriendly way. We made out for a few seconds, her tongue locked onto mine. My cock twitched at the sensation. I could taste the shots she had just necked on her breath. After a few moments I broke away. "What brought that on?" I asked. She grabbed my dick through my jeans. "Making up for all that money" "Stop it, silly girl" I replied. I pulled her close to me and put my arms around her protectively. "You don’t need to make anything up to me. You are my mate and I look after my mates"

We exchanged phone numbers as they had long since been lost, I bundled her into a taxi, paid for the journey and sent her on het way. Before she left she gave me a kiss on the cheek and insisted i come and see her so she can pay me back the money that I lent. i told her it wasn’t necessary but she demanded that I visit for a brew and a proper catch-up.

So a couple of days later I dropped her a text and she invited me around. Caz opened the door and greeted me with a smile. She was wearing a grey vest top which bulged full of chest, and a pair of similarly coloured tracksuit bottoms. It wasn’t the most flattering of outfits, but with eyes being drawn straight to the cleavage, it didn't matter. Her hair was up and she was dress utilitarian, no need for the usual makeup to mooch around her own house. She invited me in and switched the kettle on. I asked her how she felt Sunday morning after the drinking on Saturday night. 'I wasn't that drunk"! She said defensively. "Drunk enough to snog me" if teased. "Urrr, good point' she responded, sticking her tongue out. She made a brew and brought it across to me. "Thank you for lending me that money, and for being there to talk to". "No problem. Any time, you know that." I responded. She looked vulnerable, but so very pretty. Even dressed in her slacks she oozed sex appeal despite being so young and naive. She leaned in and gave me a cuddle. "I missed you" "Yeah, if missed you too" I put my arms around her "you are a pain in the backside sometimes but your cute as a button so i'll let you off' "and thanks for not taking advantage on Saturday" "You've known me long enough Caz, I’m not the sort of Bastard who will blackmail you for a blowie" "I know. Makes a change from most of the lads I know" "More like kids" I replied. "True" She gave me a kiss on the cheek and moved away. She walked to a drawer and pulled out her purse. She pulled out a tightly wrapped up £20 note and returned the purse to the drawer. She turned and held it out. I reached for it and plucked it from her hands with a smile. "I take it this isn't your last £20?" I asked. She didn't reply. I rolled my eyes and offered it back. "You are a pain. When do you get more?" "Thursday. Just before the bills come in" "Have it back. Don’t worry about it. I'm not going to take your last money" "No really, its fine. I want you to have it. You lent me the money fair and square and i need to pay my own way. I don't need anything else till Thursday" I put the money on the worktop. "Well, keep it just in case". She picked the note up and put it back in the drawer. She turned and walked back toward me. "how about this then?" She lifted her top and pulled it over her head, dropping it to the floor. Her tits did not move. They were firm and soft and looked amazing. Instantly I jumped to attention. "Fucking hell" was my eloquent response. "What do you think?" She asked matter of factly. "Well, I’ve wondered what they looked like for the last three years and now I know. Best £20 ever spent" She closed the gap between us as looked up at me. She was so tiny I had to bend my neck in order to kiss her. It was just a little, friendly kiss on the lips, but her naked boobs against my chest said otherwise. I reached forward and cupped each breast with my hands, then ran my finger over her rapidly hardening nipples. We kissed again for a moment, as she reached for my fly and began to undo my belt "Caz..." I started to protest, but I didn’t want to stop her. I was in conflict with myself. Part of me wanted to tell her to stop, wanted to protect her and look after her - she was getting on for 2/3rds younger than me. I was starting secondary school when she was born. But another part of me wanted to bend her over the sink and defile her. I felt guilty at the thought of grabbing the blonde ponytail atop her head and using it as leverage to rape her. But I wasn’t guilty enough to make her stop - I didn’t want her too. She quickly had my trousers undone and pulled them down as she dropped to her knees. My dick was rock hard, covered only by my boxers. She deftly pulled then down and my slightly bent dick popped straight up and out and she wasted no time taking it in hand. "You don't have too" "I know I don't - but I’m going too anyway so there" She licked my bell end and gently sucked it into her mouth. "But only do it if you want too" I rambled - I wanted to elevate my remaining guilt that was rapidly abating to pure lust. She ejected my dick and looked up at me, still stroking it. "You've done things for me. Now I’m doing something for you" and with that she took my entire dick in her mouth in one fell swoop. Right to the nutsack, my dick disappeared into her throat. I gasped in shock at the sensation. I had never been deep throated before and the feel of her throat contracting on my cock was unlike anything I had ever felt. She held me inside her for a moment before spitting me out, sliding her lips over my flesh as she withdrew. She sucked the bell end once again before consuming me in a well practiced motion, this time only for a second as she began a rhythmic sucking of my dick. "Fuck yeah" was all my Swiss cheese brain could utter as this 19 year old gave the most intense blowjob of my life. She grinned and hummed slightly which felt like a vibrator against my skin as her oesophagus once again enveloped me. I grabbed her head gently as she bobbed up and down, occasionally going deeper just for athe sensation of contraction. Lust got the better of me and I pushed her head onto me - I wanted to use her - to face fuck her until she gagged but she took it all. Her lips were against my pubes and I twitched my dick inside her skull and she barely batted an eyelid - in fact her eyes were still on mine watching for my reaction. She held the position, surely unable to breathe and I felt her gag reflex grab at my cock enough to nearly throw me off the deep end. The thought of her choking and puking up a gallon of spunk was not the turn on you might think so I abated. After a few stretched out seconds she withdrew and gasped for air. A tear had formed in the corner of her eye and her cheeks were now flushed. Saliva dripped from her mouth as she resumed wanking me off. The sight of my friend on her knees with my Hardon in her hands and her tits glistening with a few drops of spit was intoxicating and I grew close to cumming. 'Yes keep going" I moaned. "You like?" She asked. "Yes" I responded, just before she broke off her stroking. She stood up, leaving my twitching cock bouncing in mid air. I moaned in agony. "Do you want me to make you cum?" She asked. Her tone become more sinister but still playful. I think I could see where this was going. "Please" I begged. She took me in her hand and resumed stroking, but slowly this time. "Fifty" she smiled. Here we go. "You bitch" I replied as she continued her gentle but stunted stroking. "Aren’t I worth it?" She pined. "Fine!' I relented, as if I even had a choice - "now suck my cock". I demanded forcibly as if I was actually in charge. She took me in her mouth again and resumed her fast-pace nodding on my dick , expertly inhaling it and bringing md close to the edge. "you are such a sexy little slut" - I didn’t even think of the words, they just came out. She was effectively sucking my cock for money, which is about as slutty as you can get. Once again she smiled, although I could only tell by the curling of the corner of her mouth as the rest of it was stuffed. Then once again she stopped "Fucking hell Caz, are you trying to break me" She stood up and turned and my knees nearly gave away. I took my cock in my own hand and nursed my errection - not wanting to come myself but trying to negate the agony of being left hanging. She walked to the breakfast bar in the corner of the room, the pulled down her tracksuit bottoms, revealing her shapely ass and tiny waist. She turned to me, fully naked and sat on the bar stool. I had seen a good percentage of her body before, some of her clubbing outfits left little to the imagination and she had been comfortable enough (or unthreatened enough) around me in the past to get changed while I was in the room, but this time there was not a stitch on her, and she was good enough to eat. She deftly lifted on leg to the kitchen counter, then laid back into the stool and raised the other leg to the breakfast bar in some unfathomable position. Her completely shaven pussy winked open in an obscene fashion as her legs were spread. "So you can get your moneys worth" she cooed, as she dipped too fingers into herself. I closed in on her and leaned in, kissing her deeply with tongues entwined for a moment as I added my own fingers to her snatch. She withdrew her fingers so mine could enter and I did so, causing her to exhale into my mouth. I broke the kiss and licked her face, running my tongue up her cheek as if to impart some kind of ownership upon her. I removed my fingers and withheld my urge to taste them, instead opting to put them in her mouth. She dutifully licked her own flavour from them as I grinned "You dirty little girl" I knelt down and ran my tongue across her slimy box, pushing my tongue inside as before flicking it over her clit. I heartily enjoy licking pussy and my MO is to make them cum with fingers and tongue first before getting down to the sex. This was not one of those times though, and I was going to get my monies worth. She moaned as I licked her clit, but moaned even more when I stopped. I stood and offered my cock to the quivering quim before me. I pressed my stone-dick against her lips and felt the hot, wet, inviting flesh begin to relent and give way to invasion. Just as my cock started to penetrate between her labia, I froze and withdrew. I had no intention of firing another kid into the chamber and knew full well that if I gave in to the urge to sink right into her box, then I wouldn’t stop until I’d pounded fuck out of it and filled her with spunk and nightmares. I quickly returned to my discarded jeans and removed my wallet. I pulled out an emergency rubber and pulled it over my cock. Then, without hesitation or ceremony, I pushed my cock right into a teenager for money. The heat of her tight cunt was almost unbearable and she moaned at the sensation of being filled by dick. Her reaction turned me on even more and I started to thrust into her with long, slow, deep pulses.

"That’s it. Fuck me" she said with what seemed to be an comically fake american accent - as if she was emulating some porno off the internet. It didn't put me off and I carried out her instructions. "You are fucking incredible" I moaned as we fucked, my hands grabbing her tiny little waist to support her while I plugged away at her. I leaned in and kissed her again on the lips and she reached as far around me as she could. Anyone who decided to look through the kitchen window now would have seen my ass banging away at a pair of splayed legs through the light netting that provided next to no privacy. There was no guilt, or shame. I had spent many hours with this girl - good times and bad. I had always been there for her, even when I didn’t want to be and although I had thought about it as a slightly perverse fantasy, I never thought I would be balls deep in her. For the first time I had power over her - this was all her doing and at no point had I suggested or encouraged this behaviour, but I was fucking her and I was king. She was my little teenage slut and she was at my service. There was no tally kept, but it was as if I was receiving payment in full. "Do you like fucking me?" "Yeah I do. You shag like you are possessed, you filthy tart” She grinned again as I described her. "Are you going to fill your little slut with cum?" Trick question. The obvious response would have been 'fuck yeah' like a boss, timed perfectly with filling the Johnny with gravy. However, a small spark of common sense prevailed and cumming in her, even in a rubber, would not have been smart. Not wanting to ruin the mood or the act, I quickly enacted a hopeful alternative - the whole situation was like something off a porno, so I might as well embrace it. "Nope. You are going to be a proper little slut for me and suck me off until I come in your mouth' I continued to fuck her for a moment before she saluted and said "yes sir" I pulled out and she snaked to the floor, first taking me in her mouth with the condom on for the full sexy effect of tasting herself, then she pulled it off and proceeded to suck me bareback. It was as much as I could take and I grabbed her loose ponytail as I let go and filled her mouth with sperm. I had never had an orgasm like and it seemed to go on forever. I felt her tongue massage me as her lips moved slowly along my shaft, coaxing out every drop of jizz. Eventually my cock fell from her lips and she looked up at me with her cute little face. Sperm spilled slightly from the corner of her mouth but she kept her lips fastened shut. I was still somewhere between hell and nirvana and could barely process what was going on as she tilted her head back slightly and opened her mouth to reveal my good work. She pushed some of the white paste out of her mouth so it dripped onto her boob, then knocked the rest back as if it was a shot of Sambuca. She stood and gently wanked my now deflated cock in one hand, while reaching for her cup of tea with the other. She took a big swig and swilled it around her mouth before swallowing. "I like the taste of your cum, but I doubt you’d want to kiss me with a mouthful" she was trying to sound sexy, but it actually came off as cute. I leaned in and kissed her. When we stopped kissing she smiled and looked up at me. "Worth it?" She asked. I returned her smile and nodded. I detected that it was a hint and opened my wallet and removed two twenties and a tenner. All of a sudden everything became weird and I was uncomfortable. I handed her the money, ending our transaction. I was guilty and felt that I had taken advantage because I would have just given her the money had she asked. Screwing her was great for me, but probably not so much for her. "I... Don’t know what to say" was all I could say. She put the money in the draw with the other twenty and shook her head. "You don’t need to say anything. You did me a favour, so I returned it" "Yes but you didn’t have to" "But I wanted too. I'm not ashamed, I’m not a slag, or a prozie, but I love sex. If I cant be fucked by a friend, who I love and trust, then who can I fucked by?" "I suppose" I replied. I wasn’t convinced. She turned and gave me a cuddle, putting her head on my chest as we have done many times in the past, but not normally while we are both naked with fluids dripping from our genitals. "We will still be mates, promise" she whispered. "That’s all that matters" I replied. There was silence for awhile as we held each other. "When do we get to do it again?" She asked. "When I get paid, otherwise I’ll be destitute" I joked. "Fair enough, but you did start to lick my pussy and I haven’t cum yet, so if you would be willing to do me a favour, ill do you one back" "Deal"

With that, we ended up in bed with her sat on my face and my tongue inside her while she sucked my cock once again. She screamed I pleasure as I fingered and licked her to release. I grunted in satisfaction as she stroked me until my second orgasm of the day shot all over her face.

Over the space the next couple of months, we spent many an enjoyable hour in each others company and every so often we would take pleasure in each others bodies. I would bang her into the headboard then leave money on the bed side cabinet and cum up her back. She would ride my cock or grind her pussy against my mouth, I would wank off as she fucked herself with a dildo. Each time, once our orgasms had subsided, we would cuddle for a few minutes and I would leave a token of my gratitude behind. But nothing so good can last for ever and I decided that it wasn't the best thing in the world when bottomed out inside her tight bum hole. She had offered anal for £200 as she needed money toward a new TV. She lay on the bed with her wrists cuffed to the headboard, her knees back and her sexy little body was draped in stockings and a Basque. My cock was buried in her ass and despite the discomfort of the rubber, the sensation was incredible. Caz, however, didn’t appreciate it. I had played with her bum before and she liked it, but never anything bigger than a finger silver bullet. My cock could never be described massive, but it was clear that she was in discomfort while I fucked her, and I felt guilty for enjoying it so much. The girl was taking a bumming for a television and I couldn’t stop. Se had a grin on her face but tears in the corner of her eyes as I filled her asshole with cum. It was probably a good job I was wearing a condom because I spent the next while kissing and licking her bum and pussy until she came, as penance for what I had just done.

Eventually I realised that the relationship was toxic. Caz was using me and I was using her. I was the grownup and she was a confused little girl and everything about the situation was wrong. At one point she blew me in a car park in return for a top up voucher for her phone. Finally, we were both naked. I had just made her cum with my fingers and tongue and after a moment of recovery, she sat up and over me. Just he was about to lower herself over my rock-hard tool, I saw the light and told her to stop. I explained why it needed to stop and she agreed. I gave her one last cuddle before I left, both happy that we were doing the right thing. Eventually we lost touch again, naturally. She found a bloke, and had another kid and every now and again I would here of her through mutual acquaintances. The last time I saw her was in a nightclub, again on her own, but she was happy and told about how she was getting on in life. When it was time to go, she gave me a kiss just like that first time in the same nightclub and for a moment I wanted to resume that dirty, broken relationship and just be in her, but instead I patted her head and smacked her bum and told her good night.

Caz isn't with us anymore. I miss her.