King Cherry Picker

King Cherry Picker [part 1 of 2]
By: nycbabe (mishc88@yahoo.com)

My name is Phillip,or just Phil for short and here is my story:

It all started in high school. I grew up faster than most guys. My dad was a really manly man sort of guy and had me working out at the gym with him by the time I turned 13. When I turned 14, already had filled out some. By the time I turned 16, getting dates with pretty girls was not hard. They all wanted to go out with me. I had grown into what my mom called a "strapping young man" with a broad chest, and chisled arms. I was about 5 ft 10 with brown hair and blue eyes. My only regret if you could actually call it one, was my cock wasn't that large. It was about 6 inches long and fairly thick around.I wish I could tell you there was one particular girl.I liked. I couldn't even tell you what my type was. Except I was probably the kind of guy the mothers of teenage girls warned them about.

I was dubbed King Cherry Picker by my friends because I had a ball with all the petite blondes, the cool brunettes and the fiery redheads as long as they were virgins. That was my thing. I pursued a girl, I dated her and soon afterwards, with all the sensitve and gentleness I could muster at my tender age, I would fuck them and take their virginty,

Now you think these girls would hate me. Quite the opposite. My buddies couldn't understand it. I told them it is always because I cautioned them that just because we fucked or I took their virginity, didn't mean we were an item.

One girl told me it was because for the firs time in her life she felt complete, like a woman. So much, that she referred all her cute little friends to me and I obliged each and every one of them. I sometimes had repeat customers, but relieving a girl of her virginity was my special favorite. Something about being the first cock in a girl's pussy...no matter who she slept with in the future, she would remember me and how she felt with my cock in her pussy.

Some of you may say I was a dog or a gigglo. Well, a dog would not take the time to make the woman comfortable with the idea. I didn't not tell the girl in question that I was going to fuck her unless she got off on that kind of talk. I would tell her I was going to make love to her and make her feel amazing. I was never rough or clumsy about it and I never made the girl feel used or bad afterwards. After all, my reviews are all raves...unless the girl was frigid, they always had an orgasm when I made love to them. Or else they were really good fakers.

On my 18th birthday, my cousin and good buddy, Joel showed up with his stepsister. His dad my Uncle Tony had married my Aunt Susan when Joel was only 5 and his stepmother had given him an instant sister named Brandi. Brandi was the same age as Joel was when they became siblings. Over the years, Brandi had grown into a lovely young woman. I often teased Joel about him "hitting" that and he grimaced and told me I was a pervert, since she was his sister. When I reminded him she was merely his stepsister and they were no blood related, he told me it didn't matter. They had lived in the house most of their lives, and felt nothing for her. Nothing more than brotherly love and affection. He also knew of my reputation and told to keep away from her...

to be contiued