Introduce yourself and the boy takes controle!

He looks at me and smiles. Only then do you realize you are staring at him. "Oh, I'm Liz," you say. "I'm Staafje," he says, "I'm glad to see you!" When you look up he has stepped in front of you and grabbed your back with both hands. You only get a good look at his face for a second and then you are kissing. You are backed up against the lockers, so you cann't back away. You have your hands on his shoulders so you guess you can push him away, but you don't. You are afraid of what he will do if you try to stop him. You find yourself enjoying it, kissing back. You brake away from his lips long enough to say, "No. Not now. God, at least not with the door open. Anybody could come in."

Staafje loosens his grip on you enough that you turn around and make it to the door. He is behind you with one hand on yout stomach and one cupping your round C-cup breast. He slides his hand to the lower part of your belly and presses you back against himself. You can feel his cock pressing against your ass. Somehow you manage to lock the door.

Staafje just pushes you against the wall sliding his hands up your back and cupping both your bare breasts he spins you around and throws you over a bench. Pushing you down against the bench with one hand, he jerks your blue bikini hose down to your knees. He starts fingering your cunt, rubbing your clit. He puts two fingers deep inside you. He is holding one side of your face, pushing the other side down against the bench. He pulls his fingers out and holds them up to your face and says, "Open." He puts his two fingers inside your mouth and says, "Suck that, Liz!"

With one hand holding my face against the bench and his fingers in your mouth, Staafje manages to line up and slides his cock into you. You really cann't move. Your knees are still held together by your panties, and he strongly holds you down. He starts fucking you hard, fierce. Oh, it felt good. After you come you turn around to face him and realize just how much he is in control of you. He is slowly stroking you with his cock, he grabs you by the back of your neck and kisses you again. You like the motion of his cock in and out of your cunt.

Staafje shoves you back away from his fully stiff cock, grabs you by the hand and says, "Liz, come here!" He leads you over to a simple bench which he pulls out in the middle of the room. He layss down and guids you on top facing him. It is a narrow bench with no backrests. Your feet are against the floor. You immediately feel his hands firmly on your hips and his cock driving up into your pussy. Staafje loosens his grip on your hips and says, "Show me Liz, what you can do." He sits up and starts caressing and pinching your nipples while you start grinding your hips up and down against him. It is strange, moments before you have never felt so controlled. Now, at this moment, you have never felt so free. You donn't care what you will or will not be doing. This boy is simply helping you to be everything you want tobe, to do everything you want to do.

You ride him with every ounce of energy you have. You come, wildly bucking and holding on to his back. He grabs your hips and starts you moving again. Finally he straightens up against the bench, lifting you higher. He squeezes both your buns firmly as he comes deep inside you. You find yourself just sitting there on him in that position for a long time. Neither of you have the energy to move.