The Crash

by Lester

Mark couldn't believe it! Shelly Lewis had just asked HIM to take a ride with her in her glider!

Shelly was the hottest girl around. A 5-6 blonde with a killer body, a great personality, and a brilliant smile, she was the fantasy of every boy in his high school. She also was a 17 year old senior and her family was loaded. Her dad was a very successful attorney, which explained how she could have her own glider.

Mark, meanwhile, was a lowly 14 year old freshman. His family was solidly middle class, but hardly in the same league as the Lewis's. Sure, living in the same neighborhood, he had seen Shelly from time to time through the years, and she had always been nice to him. Still, they were hardly good friends.

Mark knew he should say "no". His parents were gone for the day, and he was under express instructions to stay home. But this was an opportunity he simply couldn't pass up! Of course, he was under no illusions. This wasn't a "date" or anything. However, spending an afternoon with Shelly sure sounded great to him!

If Mark had known what Shelly was thinking, he may have been surprised. She always had been fond of Mark. He was a cute kid, and a nice boy. He was unfailing polite, a good student, and stayed out of trouble. Like most nice boys he tended to be excluded from a lot of activities. Most kids didn't want someone around who would act as a conscience when they were planning mischief. When he got older, his character would stand him in good stead. But for now, it wasn't going to make him Mr. Popularity.

Actually, Shelly had no intention of stopping off for Mark when she started her drive to the airport. But, when she saw him in the yard watering the flowers, she was struck with how good it would be to give him a memorable afternoon. Turns out Shelly was a pretty nice kid, too. It just wasn't a social handicap for a girl, especially a girl who looked like she.

The drive to the airport went quickly. Before he knew it, Mark was being strapped into the back seat of the glider. He was impressed at how efficient and in control Shelly was as she made the preparations for the flight. She spoke to the older man who would pilot the tow plane as an equal, and he clearly was treating her not as a hot babe teenager, but with real professional respect. Both gave a careful inspection of the glider verifying that everything was shipshape.

As she climbed into the glider, Shelly pointed out the intercom that she could use to talk to him while in flight. Her cockpit was completely separate from his, so he had wondered how they would communicate. She emphasized again that he was just to sit still and not try to do anything but enjoy the flight. She would take care of everything.

Mark felt a little nervous as the tow plane began to drag them forward. The glider bounced ungracefully along the runway, then jerked airborne. They continued to lurch from time to time at the end of the towline. Then Shelly said "Here goes!" and the plane cut them loose.

Mark was in ecstacy! The instant the glider was on its own, everything went smoothly, and as the plane pulled away, peace and quiet reigned. Mark had been in planes before, but nothing matched this! The glider swooped and soared on the thermals. The view was spectacular. "Are you having fun?", Shelly said. Mark could only give a dopey grin and an emphatic nod. "I can't hear nods you know!" Mark laughed. "I'm having a great time", he said.

They continued to soar along. This was the greatest experience of his life. Then, suddenly, he heard a loud sound. It was like someone was tearing a heavy piece of cloth. "What's that?", he said. He could see the tension in Shelly's posture. "Hold on, I'm checking." Suddenly the sound recurred, even louder than before. "Mark, we have a problem. The right wing is tearing off. I'm going to have to bring us down. I'll try to find an open space, but there are a lot of woods below us, so it may be tough. I know it's ridiculous to tell you not to worry, but you need to try to relax. I'll do everything I can to get us down safely."

The next few minutes were a total blur to Mark. He could feel the unsteadiness of their wounded craft. He saw the treetops coming closer and closer. He felt a jerk, heard a horrible crashing sound, and then oblivion.

"Mark! Mark!" The words came through a fog. He could hear the fear and tears in Shelly's voice, and wanted so badly to take them away. But he could barely force his eyes open, and when he did - the pain! "Mark, are you all right?" "No, my leg hurts. I've never felt so much pain!" He looked up at Shelly. There was a cut on her forehead, and blood and tears were streaming down her face. Her shirt was torn, and he could see bruises on her arms.

"Mark, we have to get you out of the glider." She grabbed under his arms and tried to help him. He screamed with pain. "Oh Mark", she sobbed, "we HAVE to get you out!" "I know, I'm just going to have to scream the whole time we're doing it" And so he did. It was absolute agony, but eventually he found himself lying on a flat surface. His leg hurt so much!

"Where are we?" "The glider is caught in some trees. I was able to pull a section of the broken wing and wedge it among some big branches. I thought it would be better than being on the ground. Mark, your leg is broken. It looks like a simple fracture, but I have to pull the bone back in place. It's going to hurt terribly."

"OK, I'll just have to deal with it", he said. "I'm going to have to take your shirt off", she said. "I found a couple of branches to make a splint, but I need something to tie them with, and my shirt isn't enough. I'll cut it off you, so you don't have to move so much." As Shelly moved over him to cut off his shirt, he noticed for the first time that hers was off. Her full, perfect breasts curved enticingly over her lacy white bra. Despite all the pain, he couldn't help but admire the view.

Finally, she pulled his leg until the bones moved back into alignment. It wasn't an experience he'd want to repeat. Using strips of cloth torn from their shirts, she bound his leg tightly to the branches. The support turned the excruciating pain into just a steady throb. It would have been the worse pain he had ever felt, but compared to what had just gone before, he actually felt much better.

"Here!" Shelly put some Advils in his mouth, then helped him wash them down with water from a canteen. "The best thing would be for you to get some rest." Amazingly, he was able to sleep.

When he awoke, the first thing he noticed was that Shelly's shorts were gone. She was now clad only in her bra and panties. He felt his cock stiffen at the site. Shelly glanced over at him and saw where he was looking. She blushed. "I needed to tie a flag to the top of the tree. I had already used our shirts, so my shorts were the only thing left." Mark suddenly realized he had a bigger problem. "I really have to pee." Now it was his turn to blush. "I can help you the edge of the wing." She did. Then he realized another problem. "Shelly, with this splint here, I'll never be able to get my shorts down. If it was just my underpants, I think I could manage..." Before he could finish the thought, Shelly was there with her knife. Quickly, she cut his shorts away. Then she looked away from his obvious hard on swelling against his jockeys. She moved to the other end of the wing while he tried to go. It wasn't easy with his thoroughly erect cock, but somehow he managed. Still, his briefs didn't hide anything, and his cock refused to subside with an incredibly sexy, underwear clad girl nearby!

He tried to change the topic. "Where did you get the knife and the Advils?" "There was an emergency kit in the glider. There are some Powerbars, too, but given our situation, I think we should avoid eating solid food for awhile. As long as we get water, we should be OK. There is a stream nearby where I was able to fill the canteen." "Maybe you should go to try to get some help." "No, I can't leave you here alone. There will have to be a search effort. They will have to see my shorts up on the tree."

Suddenly, she began to sob uncontrollably. "This is all my fault! I never should have asked you to come along!" "No, Shelly. I wouldn't have missed today for anything!" She looked at him with a stunned expression. He could hardly blame her - he wouldn't have missed breaking his leg and being in excruciating pain? No, he wouldn't have missed spending this time with Shelly. As much as he had always enjoyed looking at her, seeing her handling an emergency the way she had turned his feelings to true admiration. This wasn't just a sexy girl, this was one of the best people he had ever met.

Shelly moved towards him. She leaned down and began to kiss him. He couldn't believe it! Her lips were incredible. Then she sat up, reached back, and removed her bra. Her breasts were even better than he had imagined. She took his hands, and placed them on her breasts. He began to shake with emotion. They felt so great, with her hardened nipples pressing sensuously against his palms. She bent forward and offered her right breast to his mouth. Quickly he sucked in her nipple. He rolled it in his mouth as she whimpered in pleasure. Then she pulled back. He didn't know what had brought this on, but he didn't really want it to be over. Then he saw what was on her mind. She moved down and drew his underpants to his thighs. His turgid cock sprang free. To his amazement, she took it into her mouth. The sight of that beautiful face surrounding his cock just about drove him wild. She pumped her mouth up and down his shaft, and soon he was flooding her throat with his semen. Amazingly, he remained rock hard. She reached down and pulled off her panties. Her soft triangle of pubic hair was several shades darked than the blonde of her head. She straddled him, took his cock in her hand, and slowly lowered herself, impaling her pussy on his shaft.

This was unbelievable! His virgin cock was now sunk deep into Shelly Lewis's cunt! This was the fantasy of the ages, and he was living it. He tried to thrust upward, but his leg quickly reminded him that it wasn't a good idea. So he let her take control. She alternated using her athletic legs to glide her pussy up and down his shaft with circling her hips on his pelvis, keeping him deep inside her while grinding her clit into his pubic hair. He couldn't believe how good her warm wetness felt around his cock. Even better was when she would ripple her internal muscles, sending waves of ectasy cascading through him. Viewing her perfect body, her undulating stomach muscles, and her bouncing breasts above him was like watching a non-stop porno movie. He reached up and began to massage her tits, and was rewarded with moans of pleasure. She started moving faster and faster, then exploded into a pulsating orgasm. The feel of her pussy gripping his cock in waves of climax sent him over the edge, and he pumped shot after shot of his jism into her depths. Spent, she collapsed on top of him, and sharing their warmth against the coming chill of night, they fell asleep.

He woke when she leaped off of him and quickly began to put her underwear back on. "What is it?" "Listen!" Now he heard it too - the sound of an airplane. Clad as well as she could be, she quickly climbed the tree. He pulled up his jockeys and waited. Soon she returned, smiling. "They dipped their wings! Help should soon be on its way!" It seemed like an incredibly long time, but really only 20 minutes passed before they heard the helicopter. Once again she scrambled up the tree. This time when she returned he saw she was wearing her shorts. The rescue workers who followed her down were staring at her body, which angered him. But as soon as they saw him, and saw what she had done, explaining her lack of clothes, their looks turned to admiration. Much like the pilot at the airport, they now saw not a hot teen, but a woman commanding respect. He couldn't help feeling proud of her. The pride increased as they were taken back and inspected by doctors, who marveled at what she had done. His tearful parents hugged him with relief. Of course they were mad at him for disobeying their orders to stay home, and at first they were mad at Shelly for putting him under such risk. But the experts quickly intervened. The glider had been thoroughly checked out, no one could have seen the weakness that would wreck it. Shelly's skill had incredibly brought the glider down successfully, even though she had to crash land it into woods. Her quick and decisive actions after landing had probably saved Mark's life. It was a miracle that the two young people were still alive, and Shelly deserved the credit. His parents admitted that she couldn't have known that he shouldn't have gone, and now showed her the appreciation she deserved.

Mark, however, remained troubled. Shelly had shown him a wonderful time in the glider. She had saved his life. Then, she had given him the greatest pleasure he could imagine. Never in a million years had he thought he would lose his virginity with such a perfect girl. Because of his injury, all of the work had been hers. Sure, she had cum, but that was all her doing. She had done so much for him - would he ever have a chance to do something for her?

Of course, things had to return to normal. The crash was certainly a sensation, and everyone who saw him in his cast wanted to hear all of the details. Of course, he omitted many of them from his story! The daringness of his escapade even made him a little more popular among the other students. Still, eventually the cast came off, and kids being kids, the crash soon faded into memory.

Yet, amazingly, his chance came. One day the next spring, shortly after he turned 15 (and Shelly turned 18) there was a note in his locker. Shelly was going to be home alone that night, and really wanted a chance to talk to him. They had hardly had an opportunity since the accident. She really wasn't supposed to have anyone over, so he should keep it a secret where he was going.

Mark walked to her door with purpose. The crash had changed him, too. He didn't know exactly what she wanted from him, but he knew what he was going to give her. Before she could say hello he folded her into his arms and kissed her. He kissed her again, slowly, passionately, then he kissed her forehead, her eyelids, her ear, her cheek, her chin. She looked at him with amazement. He asked her to take him to her room. Something in his eyes had changed, amazing her. Surprising herself, she led him up the stairs.

Mark pulled off his shirt, then drew her into his arms again. Gently, persistently, he covered her face with his kisses. Then he laid her down on her bed. He opened a button on her shirt, and gently kissed the skin thus revealed. Slowly he proceeded - a button then a kiss, a button then a kiss. He gently drew her shirt open, and gazed in admiration. He told her how beautiful she was, then moved up and nuzzled her neck. His lips glided down her front, never missing a spot, giving full homage to every square inch. He nuzzled around her bra, then proceeded to her stomach, licking her navel. Now he sat her up, and drew her shirt off her torso. He kissed her shoulder, then worked his way down her back, nuzzling and caressing her with his lips. He was in no hurry, and wanted to give her all the pleasure of which he was capable.

Finally it came time to unclasp and remove her bra. He leaned back and gazed at her, drawing in his breath and smiling with delight. Slowly, carefully, her traced the outline of her breasts with his finger, following with his lips. He spiraled in carefully, waiting until her breath quickened and he could feel the pounding of her heart before he finally flicked a nipple with his tongue. Again he took his time, working his way around each nipple, bringing them into full erection before finally gently drawing them into his mouth, nibbling and licking and sucking. Shelly moaned with pleasure, and he caught himself from rushing forward. He had come with a purpose, and he was far from done.

He worked his way downward, and drew off her jeans. Now it was her legs that he would pleasure. He started by kissing her feet. He pushed his tongue between her toes and licked along her arches, making her giggle. Now her moved up her calves. They were perfect in their muscular curvature. He spent extra time around her knees. Her reaction showed how much she enjoyed his lips and tongue behind them, so he stayed there for a long time. He worked up her thighs, and spent extra time nuzzling the soft flesh near her crotch.

Now he pulled off her panties. For the second time he pulled back and gazed in amazement at what he saw. His eyes teared slightly as he contemplated the wonders before him. He moved forward and kissed her outer pussy lips passionately, mimicking his earlier actions on her mouth. He gently moved them apart, and used his lips to caress her inner lips. As he felt her passion rising, he shifted to where he could flick her clit with his tongue. He now brought his fingers into play, stimulating her inner lips while his mouth worked on her trigger. As the juices running over his hand increased, he finally began to work two fingers inside her. He remembered his reading and bent them to where they should be able to reach her G-spot. Her reaction showed him when he had succeeded. Now with fingers on her G- spot and mouth on her clitoris, he drove her steadily onward until finally she exploded with orgasm. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her body, leaving her limp and spent.

Mark stood and gazed happily at the sight of the sated Shelly. He slowly removed his shoes, socks, jeans, and undershorts. He knew there was no hurry - it would take awhile for her to recover. His cock, of course, was insistent, but he told it that it would just have to wait. It throbbed, objecting to his instructions, but he was its master. Finally, she looked up at him, and her smile told him it was time. Again, he joined her on the bed. He gave a quick kiss to her pussy, thanking it for allowing him to use it to give her so much pleasure. He nibbled his way up her body, paying special attention again to her perfect breasts. As he kissed her lips, her hand grasped his cock, trying to draw it to her. But he used his own hand to stop her. Against her own judgment, he felt she wasn't yet ready. He continued to kiss her until he felt her relax. Her slack hand fell off his cock. Now he moved forward. He teased her pussy lips with his cockhead, and heard her gasp. Slowly, he began to enter her. First just the head, then he stopped. Another inch, then stop. Again and again until he was fully inside, his pubic hair mashed against her, his prick reached as deeply into her as possible. He paused, savoring the feeling of her vagina gripping him. Then he slowly began to pump. He waited for her to match his rhythm, then picked up the pace. Soon they were moving as one, and pleasure washed over both of them. Then he stopped. He turned her over, letting her chest rest on the bed, and raising her rear on her knees. Now he entered her from behind and fucked her doggie style. The change in position thrilled them both. However, he couldn't bear not seeing her face when he came, so he turned her back over. He draped her legs over his shoulders and drove into her again, achieving maximum penetration. He rested his weight on her legs and reached forward to caress her breasts. He drove faster and faster, and thrilled when she smiled up at him. He smiled back, and finally drove himself to the point of release. Slamming his cock in to the hilt, he pumped shot after shot of his semen deep into her womb, coating her cervix with the evidence of his love. He dropped her legs from his shoulders, and still buried inside of her, he lowered his body onto hers, and kissed her gently, while using his elbows to help support his weight.

He sighed with delight. "I know", she said. "It was my first time, too." He looked at her with puzzlement. "You're thinking of the woods, and yes, I'd had sex before that. Three times with Dan Conner, once with Joey Clark, and four or five times with Brad Roberts - not that memorable, so I lost count!" It hurt him somehow to hear her speak of her other lovers, although he had known that they must have existed. "I said, I'd had SEX before, but like you, this is the first time I ever made love." Mark couldn't believe it. He had come here with the sole purpose of somehow repaying something of what she had given him, and now her words told him he had succeeded! He smiled at her and kissed her again. She pushed him off her, and led him to the bathroom, where he joined her in a shower. His cock once again pleaded for more "action", but they both knew that this evening had given them all it could, so they toweled off, dressed, and he went home.

Epilogue:

Mark saw little of Shelly over the next three years, but shortly after his 19th (and her 22nd) birthday, in his freshman (and her senior) year of college, they began to date. At first their parents objected. His thought she was too old for him, while hers thought he wasn't rich enough. But when they explained that they had a special connection ever since the crash, their parents relented, and as they saw the two young people together over the next few months, and witnessed the depth of their love, the feelings changed to approval. When on announcing their engagement Mark said that what he loved most about Shelly was her capability, and Shelly said what she loved most about Mark was his kindness, both their families knew that this was a match founded on solid ground.