I fucked a LOT of 9th graders until I turned 19...they were all like this... raging hormones.... desperate to fuck some 'older boy'....her friends older brother...a neighbor at her dads post-divorce condo who she saw at the pool one weekend during her parental visit duies....or an assistant manager at her after school job who had a Mustang.....or some popular senior whose locker was next to hers and always took the time to smile at her and say "Hey freshman!". Then theres might be that TOO older guy she met at the park one day while walking the dog. The shirtless blonde guy she couldnt help checking out, shooting hoops alone on a weekday in an empty park, this MAN that shamelessly eyeballed her with his hair trail disappearing under the cut-off sweatpants he wore. When her back was turned she could hear the dribbling of the basketball stop while the guy just stared at her. A guy, probably at least 20 but more likely even older, who boldly jogged over and asked her what her name was while rubbing his chest with one hand absently. Asked, 'did she have a boyfriend (!?!) because you're really really pretty, REALLY pretty'. As creppy older as he was, she had to admit, really really, turned her on. A guy who she masturbated about for a few weeks, at least.