The toughest thing about being a principal of a high school is spending your entire day in the company of young people. This might not seem too rough, but when you realize that half of them are girls, the problem becomes apparent.
The strongest of us still find it hard to control ourselves when surrounded by vast numbers of beautiful young nymphets, and for those of us who are weaker, well; it could be a very difficult task.
Randolph Evans was not the strongest man in the crowd. Even if he had been, it would have been difficult not to become attracted to the beautiful young women who attended Jackson High.
Mr. Evans, or Randy as he was known more intimately, was not married now. He missed being able to come home to his wife and release his tensions through the act of fucking.
The more time he spent at work, the more he began to lust after the young girls in his school, and lust he did. He ached for the opportunity to fuck them. He went crazy with desire. He needed to slide his massively hard dick up a girl's slit, any girl's slit.
To Randy, fucking cunt was the one thing he needed most and was getting least. All those girls, all those pussies, just waiting to be rammed, just aching for the touch of a really hard penis. Randy's cock was getting harder by the minute. He had to find an outlet for his desperately craving body.
CHAPTER ONE
Randolph Evans, principal of Jackson High School, was spending another one of his interminable sleepless nights. The past two years of marital loneliness with so much vital, young femininity all around him had been a fearful strain on him. It showed in his constantly tense body, and it showed in his chronic insomnia.
How hard he wished that for just one night he would allow himself the freedom of crawling into bed with one of those young succulent girls and staying there for at least twenty-four hours to explore all the wild facets of sexuality that he used to enjoy.
To have just one day of uninhibited moral freedom, without the ever-present sense of responsibility toward the students and parents, that seemed to have robbed him of his manhood.
If only fate had not robbed him of his gorgeous wife. Denise. She had come to him out of a troubled world and made him one, at peace with her and with the world. When he was a little younger he could have competed with any boy in his school for the title of greatest stud. He had probably fucked more girls before he married than most men had ever attempted, and he might have gone on that way all his life if not for Denise.
She was all those women who had lusted and more. To Randy, she was the very essence of sexuality, as uninhibited and passionate a lover as any that could be found. And now she was gone. He was past the point of fierce pain at her memory but the thought of the lusty young woman who had died much too young had left him with a permanent ache in his heart.
Together they had learned to scale the highest peaks of passion and Randy knew that fucking anyone after her was downhill all the way. He missed her so much, in their home, in their bed. But what was he to do? How long was a man with a respected position expected to live a life of monastic solitude? Had the good citizen of this town forgotten that he was a little more than just their high school principal? That he was also a man who was yet very much alive, especially in his sexuality?
He wasn't even thirty-five years old, and yet the enforced respectability of his exalted position had turned him into the semblance of a man in his fifties. There was still so much sexual vitality seething within him, yet he had no outlet for it.
Out of desperation, he had been pouring all his strength and energy into his work, hoping this effort would drain him sufficiently to fall asleep at night, and keep him from lusting after the young girls by day.
Most mornings now, when he would get up after only two hours' sleep, he would face the day with a great deal of anxiety. He had no worries about his abilities as an administrator, and he knew that he was sufficiently in tune with the thinking of the student society to work well with them.
But' it was their advanced thinking on sexuality that had him running scared. Even in the few years since he had been a high school student himself the whole world of being a teenager had been turned around. They were better informed on everything, uninhibited sexually by the fear of pregnancy, and had the means and the places to carry out all their desires.
It was difficult to preach moderation and discretion to a bunch of high-living kids who saw no reason to limit their happiness in any way, when in his own soul he quite agreed with them. Getting the message of adult society across to kids whom he saw was having the courage to live free, the courage he himself did not have, was the toughest job he had.
And so after another restless night and too many erotic dreams, Randy faced another anxious day of being principal at Jackson High. He walked to his office, forsaking the short car ride, in the hopes that the extra exercise would help to ease his extra tension this day. It didn't at all.
He had seen too many young girls in his fantasies, and life was getting harder to live without a woman every day. Today he would have to make a special effort to keep his mind on his work, and off the broads. If they would just manage to stay out of his sight, he must might make it.
"Excuse me, Mr. Evans."
Randy had been concentrating so hard on not thinking about girls that the sound of the young female voice made him almost jump out of his chair. The look he shot was one of anger, and she did not understand it. But then, she was just a student, and he was the principal, so she was hardly expected to understand.
"The Dean sent me in. She wants you to see these plans for the prom."
"Of course. If you'll just wait a minute."
He was trying hard not to look at the girl for what would seem like too long a time, but he had seen her many times in the halls and on the grounds, and she had always stuck out in his mind. She was quiet and well-behaved, but with an aura of sexuality that was always with her. He had lingered once outside the ball field while the girls were playing, just to see the panther-like form, so well-rounded, and yet so sleek, running and jumping, and so full of life.
Just like Denise had been. The same corn silk hair, big bust and long, slender legs. The same robin's egg eyes and tanned skin. It had given him a cold shiver up and down his spine, as if a ghost had crossed his path.
And though he had not known her name, and filled his life as much as possible with his work, still the girl had stuck in his mind. Now seeing her again, he realized that hers was the face and the body that he had been seeing in his erotic fantasies. It was this girl with Denise's symbolism that he had been yearning for these past few months.
"Ah, excuse me, but...."
"Yes, sir?"
"I'm afraid I've forgotten your name. There are so many girls in the school and...."
"Yes, of course, I understand."
"It was right on the tip of my tongue."
"Cathy Willis."
"Of course and you're a junior, aren't you?"
"That's right."
That would have placed her at sixteen, or seventeen at the most. So very young. But this girl had a woman's air about her, with, a woman's grace and sophistication. He was amazed at how easy it was to tell how many girls had an active sex life just by studying their body language.
And judging from this girl's movements, hers was an active and exciting one. Her body said that she was a woman who could satisfy any man to the fullest, and have him come back begging for more. It was fantastic that he could look at her well-scrubbed face and yet see the animal-like sensuality lurking just beneath the respectful smile.
Her stance was the one of an accomplished athlete, and now that he knew her name, he remembered reading it in the local papers. She had won many awards in swimming competition and was also accomplished in several other sports.
A girl like that would have to be extremely active and agile in bed. She would probably be dynamite.
"I understand you're quite an athlete."
"Yes, I love all sorts of active competition:"
"You like to keep your body in shape?"
It was at that moment that the girl realized her principal was looking her carefully up and down. It was not the look of the head of a school. It was the look of a hunter sizing up his prey.
Cathy had been around enough to know what was on his mind, and she flushed with embarrassment, but did not become upset by it. Mr. Evans was quite a hunk of man, even for his age, which she guessed had to be under forty. He, too, must have been something of an athlete in his time.
Even under the somewhat less than conservative business suit, she could make out the outline of broad shoulders, and a muscular chest. His hair was the light blonde that only came from time spent outdoors in the sun and his tanned skin, the sure mark of a sportsman.
But best of all, she liked the one-to-one relationship that she felt ever since she had walked into his office. He was not treating her at all like a young girl, although every word out of his mouth was absolutely proper. It was more what he didn't say that made her feel so comfortable. His voice had none of the snobbery in it that even the teachers usually had.
In just the flash of an instant, she couldn't help wondering what a guy like him would be like in bed. He certainly would have a lot more experience than the boys she was going out with. Between his rugged good looks and the skill that had to come with his age, he was suddenly very appealing.
She made a good guess that he was probably outrageous in bed. She looked at him with such a disarming smile, that Randy became very uncomfortable and started shuffling papers. He was struggling in his mind for an excuse keep the girl longer, even if only for a few seconds. Cathy supposed that his mind was on other things and tried to get him back to the reason she had come into his office in the first place.
"About the plans, sir...."
That was it! He had her now.
"Yes, I was just thinking about them. I do have some free time this afternoon, Cathy. If you like, we can go somewhere for a soda, or pizza. I have a few ideas on this that you might find useful."
"Why, thank you, Mr. Evans. I really would appreciate that. My last class is over at three-thirty."
"Then suppose I meet you at the pizza hut down the Avenue. It isn't as crowded as the one across the street."
"You're right. It will be much quieter for talking."
Actually, Randy was thinking that there wouldn't be as many kids from his own school to notice him with the girl, and possibly start talking. There would be little booths and a sense of intimacy that he would not have to force. What was he thinking!
Without even being completely aware of it, he had been making plans to seduce the girl as easily as possible. A sixteen-year-old girl, one of his own students, and he was presently plotting a course to get her into his bed. The thought, when isolated, was both a horrifying and dangerous one.
But when he thought of himself as a man who deserved to live like one, and her as a very desirable young woman who had obviously been around, then it seemed like the perfectly natural thing to do. What the hell, he thought to himself. His life was a big zero right now and if he couldn't live a little dangerously once in a while, then he might as well not live at all.
Randy was the first to arrive, and selected a booth where he would be able to see the entrance easily, while still remain out of the rush. He laughed at himself for feeling so nervous. Almost like one of his own boys out on the first date and wondering if he would be able to make her.
After what seemed like an eternity, he finally spotted her walking in, tugging at her very short skirt, and adjusting her sweater so that her ample bosom was prominently displayed. So she did have the possibility of sex on her mind, after all, how convenient!
She was looking around anxiously, and Randy could tell that she was just a little too nervous for a school meeting and nothing more. He stood up to greet her and held out his hand as a reassuring gesture.
"Glad to see you could make it."
Cathy came forward nervously, wondering if she looked grown-up enough to be seen with the handsome principal.
"I've already ordered. Pizza and coke all right?"
"Just perfect. I'm starved."
She was feeling gawky and awed in front of the handsome and distinguished looking man. Now that he was out from behind his desk, he looked even more ruggedly masculine, and it was hard to keep from reaching out to touch him.
When the food was served, she stared down at her pizza as if she could see the future in it. Cathy was afraid to look up at him, because she was positive that she would start blushing, as soon as her eyes locked with his. He looked virile! Everything about him was so sharp and sexy.
He was nothing like her previous boyfriends, who said stupid things and didn't even have the change to pay for the pizza. This was a real man, in every sense of the word. It made her feel very grown-up just to be sitting at the same table with him.
She couldn't believe that no one had ever married him. There had been a rumor about a tragic love with a girl who had died of some mysterious ailment, but nobody knew whether it was fact or fiction.
She must have been a really gorgeous broad from what they all said, and seeing Mr. Evans close-up now, she didn't doubt for a minute that the woman he fell in love with had to be a knockout. How lucky that woman must have been to spend even a short time living with a dynamite guy like Mr. Evans.
A man like him shouldn't be the principal of a high school. He should be an actor, or a model. All that great stuff was being wasted behind a desk in a stuffy old school. But she had to be grateful to his professional training for making her feel so comfortable with him. It was said he was the best mediator between students and faculty that the school ever had, and she could easily see why.
It was this comforting personality of his that was already making her feel that they had been on close terms for about a thousand years.
"I'm sorry to be sitting here and not talking, like some kind of idiot. I'm just not used to being with the principal."
"You just think of me as Randy Evans, instead of Mr. Evans and you should find it a whole lot easier."
"Oh, thank you, Mr.-"
"Randy."
"Sorry. Thank you, Randy."
"That's fine. I'm happy to get to know a girl like you better than just as another one of my students. Just from the few moments talking with you earlier, I had the feeling that you were someone special."
"I don't know what to say."
Randy reached across the table then, and lightly touched Cathy's hand.
"There's nothing to be so nervous about. Just relax and think of me as one of your friends."
He spoke very softly to her and finally Cathy summoned the courage to look straight at him. He was leaning across the table, and beckoning to her with his half-lidded blue eyes.
"I think I can be one of your very best friends, if you'll just give me the chance. Will you?"
Cathy could feel a pleasant glow spreading all through her body. It was a warm and welcome one, and she felt awfully good to be with Randy!
"I will. Oh, yes, I will!"
After the pizza and two more cokes, they walked back to the school parking lot, where his car had been sitting for a month, dusty from disuse. His mind was searching for a way to get her into the car and then he asked himself why he had to keep fumbling for excuses. After all, he had just told her to treat him as an equal. So why shouldn't he be doing the very same thing? If he would start treating her like a woman, not a student, it should all move along quite smoothly.
"It's early yet, Cathy. I'd like to take a little drive in the country, if you'd care to come along."
"Well, I don't know-"
"Is someone expecting you?"
"No, not exactly."
"You aren't worried about me, are you?"
"Well, I was for just a second, but I guess that's really silly, isn't it? After all, you are Mr. Evans."
"I'm Randy Evans, remember. And that should give you even less reason to worry, because Randy Evans is a hell of a nice guy. On a beautiful day like this, who could think of anything evil?
"When you put it that way, it's awfully hard to argue. And I don't have to be home until late."
"So hop in."
Randy chose the longer, more scenic road out of town and Cathy watched the passing scenery without talking. It was quite enough just to be sitting in Randy's sports car right next to him, and riding in the country on such a beautiful day.
Randy himself was not even sure where they were headed until he realized that he had unconsciously headed the car in the direction of the summer cottage, that he and Denise had bought when they finally decided it was about time that they married. They had never spent a single night in the place together.
Now that he was aware of what he was doing, Randy toyed with the thought of taking the girl into the house and trying to fuck her there. But she was bound to be nervous, as he certainly was. It would be easier on both of them to play it by ear.
It was getting dark now, and the stars were shining as only they could on a crisp, clear spring evening. He parked the car outside and sat for just a minute without speaking, lost in the reverie of his beloved past. For the moment, he forgot that anyone was with him.
"Where are we?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. This is my place. I haven't been out for a very long time and I just wanted to check that vandals hadn't gotten in."
"Mr. Evans, I don't think-"
"Are we back to Mr? It sounds like you're worried again. Well, don't be. We can just take a walk out here."
"The gardens here are beautiful."
"Yes, the house dates back to colonial times and it and the grounds have been carefully kept ever since. That's why I've held on to it all this time. All the grounds for as far as you can see belong to me."
"Why, this is almost an estate."
"No. We're so far out that it isn't worth much to anyone else. Come on, let me show you around."
Randy got out of the car and took the girl by the hand. She flinched a little, but he held her hand a little tighter, and with a reassuring pat to her arm. They walked through an English maze of carefully manicured shrubbery, and wound up in a clearing that was surrounded by tall shade trees.
All Cathy could see around her was green, and all above her was midnight blue with the sequin sparkle of the stars.
"It's just so beautiful out here."
"Kind of takes your breath away, doesn't it?"
He had put his arm around her waist and was gently guiding her along. Now she adjusted to his gentle touch and moved a little closer to his warm body. Cathy realized that her anxiety was just going through the motions of what she had been raised to feel when alone with a relative stranger.
But something deeper and far more basic was now making her thrill to his touch, and draw nearer to his masculine warmth. Cathy had a hunch that she would not regret ignoring her fears and letting the situation happen as it might.
They walked a little further, until it seemed that they were standing in the middle of a cool, green mattress. There was a tiny spring breeze wafting by, carrying along with it the scent of wildflowers.
"Oh, Cathy, will you run like a scared rabbit if I tell you how beautiful I think you are?"
"Do you really think so? I'm just a kid, Randy. A man as handsome as you are must have had some pretty beautiful women in his time. What could you see in me?"
"A girl so full of life, so vibrantly beautiful that my hands are just itching to caress you."
"Randy, Randy, what's happening?"
"Because you're moving closer to me even though you're frightened? That's the woman in you, Cathy. The woman that sees what she wants and is hoping that she will get it."
"Oh, Randy, how did you know? That's exactly what I'm feeling. I didn't even realize it myself."
"You were a budding flower, Cathy and now you are blossoming. Blossoming into an irresistible woman."
"You're making me want you."
"Yes and I want you so much that it hurts to just look at you and not hold you in my arms."
"Oh, Randy, make love to me. Please do it. I want to be yours more than anything I've wanted in my life."
"Let's get undressed. Think how wild and wonderful it will be to make love out here on the cool grass, under the stars."
"I can't believe it. This is like a dream."
"A beautiful dream."
Cathy lay down and rolled deliciously in the grass, loving the feel of the dew, and the clipped grass that felt like a plush carpet.
Randy was standing just over her as he shuffled out of his clothes.
The girl watched every move he made, her staring eyes growing even wider as his body came into naked view. He was every bit as muscularly virile as she had guessed he was. His cock was already coming to stiff attention and her jaw dropped as she saw that he swung a pretty big set of cock and balls.
It was an unexpected surprise, and sure to be quite a pleasure to have a set like that driving into her hungry cunt. Now he was naked, even to his shoes and socks. He knelt down beside her, and pressed his palm to her silken cheeks.
"Why don't you get undressed now. I can't wait to feel that soft, supple body of yours against my skin."
"Oh, yes, Randy!"
Cathy sat up and began to unzip her skirt. Then she tugged it off and placed it on the grass beside her. She was wearing no slip, and her pretty lace panties were starkly silhouetted by the moonlight. Then she pulled her sweater up over her head, and revealed a gorgeous pair of big, full tits that were barely covered by a skimpy halter bra.
The tits were just about pulled out of it as she lifted her arms high above her head to get free of the sweater. That was as far as Randy let her go before he stepped in to help her get naked the rest of the way.
He got down to his knees with her and reached for her bra, pulling it down by the shoulder straps. Because of the large size of her tits, the straps had cut deeply into her skin, and Randy kissed the red spots, as each became exposed. - Cathy closed her eyes, thrilling to the feel of the soft lips of her tender skin. She began to tingle, and parts of her body trembled wherever he planted kisses all along the upper half of her body. While he made her whole body sing with excitement, Cathy reached behind her and unhooked the clasp.
In an instant, her tits swung free. The tight, dark nipples stood out erect in front of her and then went flat once more as she lay back on the cool grass, and waited for him to join her.
He was still on his knees, feasting on the sight of her supple body, bathed in moonlight. The needs that had been building within him for so long were boiling over now and all the passion that he had been forced to repress was coming forward into his prick.
In no time flat he was ready with a raging hard-on. Randy felt that almost forgotten pulling in his groin, as his cock tilled with hot blood. Rigid as steel, it swelled to its fullest, standing straight out from his crotch like a huge flagpole.
Cathy licked her lips with anticipation at what a huge thing like that would soon be doing to her. She blew a kiss up to him, and stretched her tawny body, luxuriating in the excitement that was rapidly rising.
The man's body was undeniably more mature than any other male she had ever seen, but still she had no fear that she would not find great pleasure in the older man's arms. The cool night air on her almost naked form only added to the almost perverse surge of erotic longing that she was feeling for him.
The moon had come out fully now, and the eerie glow from it had turned the whole place into one big sexual fantasy. All around them night creatures were making their quiet sounds, and the breeze rustled the leaves of the towering trees.
They lay together under the stars, and listened to the magic of the night. Out there in the open, they felt that they had found a world of their own. One in which the rules of society had no bearing.
Here, in their private world, they would know the freedom of expressing all their deepest needs and desires, without a moment's thought about the consequences. Randy tangled his fingers in his own pubic hair and then let them find their way to his rigid tool. He pulled on it. "Don't do that!"
"Oh, I'm not going to jerk off. I wouldn't dream of wasting this great hard-on, when it can know the joy of being inside that delicious body of yours, It belongs only to you."
In an instant he was on top of her, his hands quickly pulling at the fabric of her lace panties, and then tossing them away into the darkness. Now the girl was naked and she shivered a little as the whispering wind wafted over her.
She threw her arms around the older man's neck and pulled him down on top of her starving body. Randy braced his knees in the grass on either side of her body and carefully lowered his weight down until he was well settled on her body.
Cathy pulled down at him, begging for his ramrod to hit against her cunt, and then began to plow its way inside her. But Randy was hesitation. There was something in the night air, something about the beautiful young girl who was completely at his mercy, that made him feel the most perverted he had ever been.
"What's wrong? Don't you want me?"
"Yes, but not that way."
"What is it then?"
"Turn over and you'll find out."
She was unsure of whether or not to obey his command, but there was so much authority in his voice that she knew she must obey without question. Rapidly she turned over, with her ass pointing toward the sky. At that moment she knew what he was planning. It was something that she had tried only once before and had known some pleasure from it although it was also mixed with pain.
But it had been done to her by a mere boy and it was done in that other world. Here in their starlit dream world, there could be nothing but pleasure, and she welcomed the impending assault on her rear end.
In just an instant she would be feeling his huge weapon hitting against the cheeks of her ass as it sought a way through the channel to the inside. Just the thought of the sharp, heavy intrusion of the boy's prick in her ass, now made her entire body quiver with what was about to happen.
"Are you ready for me?"
"As ready as I'll ever be."
"Brace yourself, little darling."
Cathy dug her hands and toes into the turf, and Randy began to work his way forward, moving his hands along her body as he did so. His cock was swinging like a huge pendulum, and Cathy caught her breath, hoping she would be able to bear the initial pain of the penetration before it was all the way in' and she would be able to settle down for the fucking. Her body tensed with anticipation, but she forced herself to relax, because she had learned painfully the last time, that relaxation was the only way she would be able to take the entire length of the ramrod into herself.
Randy inched his way right up behind the girl, and pressed the bulbous tip of his cock against the inner crack of her ass. Before he worked his way into her behind, he reached down and under the cheeks of her ass, so he could finger her cunt a while. In just a short time, his twisting finger had worked her snatch into a nice state of lubrication, and he brought some of it out with him, which he used to grease up the shaft of his prick.
Again he scooped some out with his fingers and this time rubbed it into the outer rim of her asshole, and dipped in just a little. She sighed at the slightest intrusion into her tight anal cavity and was grateful that the virile man had the courtesy to think of her welfare.
If not for that, their night of pleasure would quickly be turned to one of horror for the young girl. As she felt her own body fluids sliding along her large intestines, she noticed that Randy was starting to change his position. He rested one hand on the small of her back while with the other he first spread her legs more, so that the cheeks of her ass spread along with them.
When he was satisfied that the way was wide open for him, he put his hand to his big dick and began to press hard against the tightly puckered hole. The weight of his body was making the nipples of her big tits brush against the grass that she was being pressed into.
Her body shook with the sudden wild sensation of grass grazing and prickling against her passion-swollen nipples. The vibrations went coursing through the entire length of her body and she shook with the added heat from it.
Behind her, she could feel Randy working his tool against her, playing the tip of it around in the wide space between her two outspread ass cheeks. In spite of the possibility of sudden pain, Cathy was dying to tense her buttocks against the stiff shaft, trapping it, then sucking it into herself, until she was stuffed full with hot meat.
She knew that having Randy doing such a perverted thing to her was sure to bring her to several quick orgasms, but at the same time she felt the double urge of also wanting that big prick to spread her hungry cunt wide open. Both holes in her body wanted to be filled with the huge weapon, and Cathy was hard put to decide which hole needed it the most.
But the question had been decided for her. Randy was trying her to get into her ass, and she was happy to go along with him. It was really no problem, though, as she still had both of her own hands free to take care of the needs of her cunt.
She waited until she could feel the growing pressure coming from behind her as he pressed into her asshole, and moved her elbow so that her hand was able to reach her throbbing cunt. She slipped two fingers in and began to twist them about, working easily in the well-greased channel.
Her own love juices floating around her twisting fingers and as her passion grew, she was able to put yet another finger up there. Meanwhile, her rear end felt like it was about to be split in half. Randy was ramming himself into her like a raging fury, going at it hard and fast, as if he did not intend to let up until every inch of his red-hot meat was all the way into her tight little hole.
His body slammed against her ass as he rammed the full size of his massive weapon further and further into her narrow channel.
The magic charm had worked. Together they had managed to build up such an intensity of passion within the girl's body, that she no longer cared about the slight pain. All she cared about was being fucked as hard and as long as possible by her high school principal!
Cathy arched her back and moaned with an animal passion.
She was feeling the fury and love for her backdoor assaulter that she had never felt for another man. She was a woman now, with all the feelings a woman has.
CHAPTER TWO
But now the full length and width was just about buried within her and it was much more than she had felt with the boy before him. The sensation of being so jammed full in her behind was for the instant terrifying and she arched her back in her attempt to escape from her sexual assailant. The pressure kept building.
She fought frantically to escape it, but she was fighting a late and losing battle. Randy clutched her at the waist, and pulled her back down. This was no time for her to change her mind, not now that he had gotten all the way into her, and felt her tight hole beginning to relax and afford him stroking space.
What had seemed like a big cock when she was only looking at it, now felt like the biggest ramrod in the whole fucking world, and every foot of her intestines was filled to the brim with it.
She was amazed that she had somehow absorbed it all, but she was horrified to find out that there was still some of it left to plow into her. Randy took a deep breath, then pushed into her again. Still more of his hot meat forced its way into her and Cathy grunted with the exquisite pain.
The only way she was able to keep herself from crying out, was to keep her fingers flying in and out of her cunt. The intense pleasure was equalizing the discomfort of what was happening behind her. Still she now felt a double tension building in her guts and she feared that she was going to faint from it.
There could never have been an ass fuck quite like this one. Her masturbated cunt, the huge cock up her tiny asshole, and her sensitive tits being prickled by the grass, were a combination that could not be beat for freaked-out perfection. And the night sky was the ultimate touch to top it all.
Randy now reared himself a little, and began to hump the girl with all his might. She was so full of hot cock, that she was sure just another inch would have it sticking out of her throat. She was quickly going out of her head with passion as her body began to boil with the play of so many pleasures on her body.
She moaned to the night, and then surrendered herself completely to the wild scene that she was willingly a part of. Out here, where there were no other human beings than themselves, Cathy felt no need to be careful of her ladylike composure.
All that mattered was the lust within her, and it was a lust that was screaming to come out.
"Ohhh, so fucking wild!"
"That's it, baby. Enjoy, enjoy!"
Cathy grunted like a bitch in heat and humped her ass right back at the down-fucking cock. Her entire body was gyrating, and her tits flew all over the place with the force of the motion. Her head kept lolling on her neck, and she thought it would break if any more force was applied to her spine.
She was so totally caught up in the force of her own passion and yet there was even more being inflicted on her by the wildly fucking man behind her. Randy himself was just about out of his mind with a passion that was beyond all comprehension. He began to hit at her body with his hands and then when the passion became even more unbelievably intense, he dug his fingers into her tender flesh.
Cathy was aware of her skin being torn, but she was numb to any sensations except those of the most intense pleasure. Those were the sensations that were building in her cunt as well as her rectum. She knew how high she was climbing and twisted her body about in a frantic effort to escape the cutting of the fingernails.
But with every effort to pull away from the man, she came back with a motion that was equal to it, wanting to be further impaled on the big prick. Cathy was insane with the twisted pleasure. Her fingers were working like a fury inside of her cunt, and it was soon sopping wet in the inside.
She knew that she would soon be reaching a wild orgasm, and threw her body around even more frantically. Randy caught on to the desperate motions, and began to step up the tempo of his fantastic, fucking motions. Yet he knew that if he kept going at the same raging speed, he would explode in just a second.
So he forced himself to slow down, and fought for more air in his lungs, in order to prolong the moment of ecstasy. His body shook as every muscle in his body continually contracted and relaxed, while he ground down for a few seconds of rest.
Now he left his cock fully imbedded in the girl's body and lay absolutely motionless. But Cathy was far from still. The girl was unable to slow herself down, lacing the self-control that the man seemed to have. She couldn't stop herself from writhing frantically, as she neared the high peak of her orgasm.
Suddenly her body was wracked from end to end with an orgasm that closely simulated a tidal wave. Her tits were swollen to their utmost and as she fell forward onto the grass, the cold dampness sent another shock through her spin, and her whole body twitched once again, sending another river of come flowing from within her.
Randy remained still and ready, just waiting for her to come down to earth again, before he began his final assault. When he saw her body stop quivering and become almost still, he slowly began to fuck her once more.
His hands went under her ass and began to tickle at the insides of her thighs. Cathy was bone weary and she could have dropped off to sleep right at that instant, but Randy was not letting up for a second. Instead, he was seeking to revive her.
He worked his fingers toward her cunt and when she felt his presence she dropped her own out of the way. His own fingers first dug into her mushy slit and then began to rub at her already throbbing clit.
"Ahhhhhh!"
The scream tore from her throat as she felt herself being driven once again up that peak. Her ass was shaking violently, and Randy hit himself even harder against her body with the force of every downward thrust. His cock was in her to the hilt, and his balls kept slapping against the cheeks of her ass as he fucked her hard and fast.
Every move made from either one of their bodies drove Randy closer and closer to his ultimate end. His cock was swelling even more and Cathy was sure that it would have to burst at the seams if it kept on growing like that.
It did burst, but not at the seams. Instead, the man rammed himself into her for one last time. Then the tip of his cock exploded to life and began pouring all the pent-up come that he had been saving deep into her tight little hole.
Her ass was quickly filled with all his cream and she felt his rod beginning to slip in and out easily coated with its own lubrication. His own orgasm, brought on another in the girl, increased in its intensity by the frigging fingers as well as the raging cock in her ass.
Cathy's body jumped all over the place, as come kept pouring into her ass and out of her cunt, both in a never-ending stream. Randy's body was pressing hard against her now and her over-sensitive nipples were almost raw from being rubbed across the grass.
Now Randy's body was starting to jump, although he was still connected to her by his long dick. His lungs fought for air, as every last bit of his strength went into shooting still more come into the tight hole. Together their bodies snaked along the grass, as they lashed against each other.
Finally, after what seemed like a full night of fucking, their mutual orgasm came to a close.
"Ohhh, you just killed me!"
Then she fell to the ground and was glad that she had been able to give the mature man so much pleasure. Randy was groaning heavily as he pulled his rod all the way back and out of her.
There were still a few drops of come dripping out of his cock head and he watched them fall on the cheeks of her ass as he moved just to the side of her exhausted body. He lay down closely next to her and threw his arm around her tired body, still wanting the closeness of the lovely girl.
Cathy could feel the calm that had overtaken her new-found lover. The tension that she had seen in him earlier that day seemed to have been drained from him along with the come. She inched herself even closer to him, as his hands gently glided over her body and filled with her swollen tits.
They snuggled closely together and Cathy felt herself being bathed with the older man's sudden devotion. She thought about the upcoming prom, which only that morning had seemed like the most important thing in her life until then. But now it seemed petty and ridiculous in comparison to the far greater thrill that she had just experienced.
As young girls will, she began to dream about what would happen from then on in, imagining herself involved in a whirlwind romance with the dashing principal. She was absolutely sure that he would not want to give her up, now that he had tasted her brand of fucking.
She assumed that while he was still in his present state of sexual euphoria, this would be a good time to find just where she stood with him. The girl wriggled around in his arms until she was able to face him and look deeply into his still glazed eyes.
"Randy, I was just wondering, well...." She stopped herself before she was even able to get the question past her lips. Could it be that once the words were uttered, the spell would be broken and he would once again become Mr. Evans, the principal?
"What is it, sweetheart?"
Randy tangled his fingers in her silky long hair, still enthralled at being so close to the lovely young girl.
"I was just wondering, that's all."
"Wondering about what?"
"Oh, just about where we go from here."
"Funny, but I never even thought about that. As a matter of fact, I really didn't even think about doing this. It just happened. I wonder if I'll wake up in the morning and regret the whole thing."
"You won't on my account."
"No, not for what I've done to you. Because I can see that you took it all much too easily not to have been around the track a few times yourself. I'm just not all that sure about what you think you can hold me up for because of this."
"How can you say things like that to me?"
"Because since public education began, educators have been getting sexually involved with their students, and sooner or later the child decides that he or she is in love. From then on, it's all downhill, until the final tragedy for everyone, when the kid tells the world what's been going on. I guess I don't have to say the rest."
"That the educator gets fired and is sent out of town on a rail. I've heard stories like that myself."
"It's up to you. Am I going to be one of them?"
"Not if I can help it."
"You can. And if you really dig what we just did, you will keep your mouth shut, to your friends, your family, even your pet dog."
"I get the message."
"I sincerely hope you do. Because I promise you this: you'll lose more than just my big prick if you say anything."
"Just what are you threatening me with?"
"If I get just a hint that you've said something, I'll have you sent up on charges of soliciting for the purpose of prostitution."
"You'd never get away with that."
"It would be easy enough, considering there must be enough boys at school who have been where I've just been."
Now the euphoria was completely gone, and all Cathy could feel was anger and outrage that the man who had made love to her so passionately, was now threatening her as if she were a common blackmailer.
She threw her hand out and tried to slap him, but he caught it, and began to kiss every finger, one at a time. Cathy sighed and closed her eyes. The tingle was starting to creep within her all over again.
The coldness had gone out of Randy's eyes, and the heat of lust had returned. Their bodies tangled together, and they laughed as they got grass in their mouths, rolling over each other as they happily embraced.
As Randy pressed his body against hers, he felt the first flushed of sexual heat begin to build in his loins. She sat up to kiss him, and her breasts brushed against his chest. Immediately he dropped his head, to the bobbing tits and began to nurse at one of them.
Cathy worked her fingers into his hair, and forced her body even closer to his, so he could get a good mouthful of her tit. As their bodies touched, with his warm mouth full of her ripe tit, their minds began to fill once again with only thoughts of lust.
Her nipples continually stretched and hardened, and Randy wished he could spend the rest of his days, nursing at the succulent flesh. His hand cupped the free tit, and he thrilled to the feel of the hard nipple against his palm.
His cock was hardening rapidly, as the girl leaned back and held out her arms to beckon him within them. He dropped himself on top of her, and rubbed his cock up and down between her thighs.
The cock against her skin was becoming increasingly engorged, and as he looked down at her sexually flushed face, he saw her once again as Denise. And also as every other woman that he had ever fucked and enjoyed.
She was lying there, hot and wide open, just waiting to serve his every pleasure. At the same time she was looking at him with the assurance born of the knowledge that her body had the skill that could turn a man to water.
Just a minute ago, he had been the unquestioned master, and had her just about shaking with fear. But now he was ready and willing to be her slave in all that was sexual. While he still wanted to be her master in all other ways, he was now willingly the slave of her open body.
With this complement of wills, they would be able to blend into one, eternally powerful whole. As their sexual energies merged, so would their psyches. Randy propped himself up on his elbows, so he could look down at her.
His inner lust was once again bubbling up to the surface from beneath the repression of his career. If it kept on coming so fast, he would soon mount her like a wild animal and fuck away until they both dropped.
All she had to do was reach out and let her fingers gently drift across the tip of his cock, and immediately the rod stood stiff and upright in her hands. He moved forwards just a little, the girl began to rub both her hands up and down along the shaft.
Randy felt himself starting to moan, but was reluctant to let the girl know just how much she turned him on, and how very fast she could accomplish it. But, although he refused to let the sounds pass his lips, his insides were churning with rapidly rising passion.
He lay down on his back and spread his legs wide apart, and the girl crept between them. His cock was standing straight up in the air, as he saw her move and show him the moisture that was already seeping between her thighs.
As she was on her knees facing him, with her thighs widely spread, Randy had the unconquerable urge to press his face right in there, and stab his tongue into the sticky slit. Cathy gasped and almost rocked back off her feet. She had to press her palms into the grass on either side of her, in order to keep from falling.
"Ohhhh, what are you doing?"
No man had ever eaten her cunt before, and she felt faint at the wet tongue that was darting around inside of her. Of their own accord, her legs spread even wider, and Randy had all the room he needed to really eat her out.
He ran his tongue along the inside of her thighs, going up and down both sides, but staying just a breath away from her treasured spot. Randy continued to tease her, until she locked her legs firmly around his head.
"Now eat me for real, or you'll suffocate."
Randy managed to get a laugh out, right against her cunt, and nodded his clamped head in agreement with her wishes. Now she opened her thighs once again, and he dove right for her slit. With his tongue stabbing deeply into her cunt, he found the tunnel to be a slick one, and the muscles within, contracted against his tongue as he nibbled.
Now he leaned well over her, as he threw himself into his wild mouth work. The girl tugged at him until he fell down with her on his side. With his eyes closed, and his tongue still lapping, he felt her twist around her body so that her head was above his cock. And then he felt her begin to gobble him down, while all this had been accomplished without his mouth ever leaving her cunt.
Even as he worked he felt himself become more and more the slave to her wildly sucking mouth. His legs tensed as he tried to ram the full length of his cock down her throat.
The girl was agreeable to his efforts, and she opened her jaws wide to take in as much as possible.
She sucked with obvious joy at her work, pulling on the rod with her jaws and lips, pulling the come up and out of his balls. They were working like a well-practiced team now, and as their mouths were time and again filled with sex organs, their hands explored the bodies that bore them.
Their bodies writhed in the grass, and the crickets seemed to be chirping them on for inspiration. Cathy seemed to be drunk on the sex, and her mind was a total blank except for this man and his huge cock, which she never seemed to be able to get enough of.
She was so busy with the cock she was sucking, that her cunt seemed to be working all on its own, clutching at the tongue within it, the muscles sucking the tongue, clinging to it, only to let it go just long enough to work out and then come into her once again.
Randy put his hand to her clit, and began to work it over, even as his tongue was driving her cunt into a lather. It was difficult to keep working on her that way, as her body was constantly jerking with muscle spasms. The girl was reaching the point of no return, and she sobbed through the sides of her well-filled mouth.
Her principal let his hands wander all over her body, sometimes at her clit, and sometimes at her breast. There was no rhyme or reason. His mind was far too drugged on his own passion to have any plan or purpose. His mind was in his cock, and that was very far down the girl's throat.
He thrust his hips against her face, and drove his weapon even further between her puffed out jaws. Their bodies rubbed frantically against each other, as they stuffed their mouths with a genital feast. Together they were climbing to a new erotic high, as Randy felt the first drops of his pre-come begin to collect in the knob of his raging tool.
He pushed himself as deeply into her mouth as she seemed able to handle without choking. Then he ground in around in there and shut his eyes tightly as he surrendered himself to the exquisite pleasure.
He wanted her to swallow his cock, while he wanted to eat the girl up alive. Their passions were driving them to become sexual cannibals. Randy sensed that as soon as he let his load go down her throat, the girl would go off the deep end of her excitement and come in his mouth as well.
Now he strained with all his might against her face, his whole body tingling as he felt his balls bouncing off her chin. His mouth and chin were deeply buried in the girl's sweet slit, and he inhaled her clean scent deeply, as he dug his fingers into the ass that he had just fucked so well. It took just one more hump against her face before he started shooting deep down her throat.
The flow was such a heavy one that the girl nearly gagged as she made a valiant effort to swallow it all down. With a good portion of it dribbling out of the corners of her mouth, the girl kept right on swallowing spurt after spurt of the hot cream.
Even while she was struggling to keep from choking, Cathy's own orgasm was building to its peak. As it broke, she crashed her body against Randy's face, as if she were trying to swallow up his entire head with her cunt.
Still, while she was struggling to climb to her most intense point before getting off, she almost seemed to be trying to hold back just a little, as if in so doing, she would be able to keep his wild tongue lapping at her just a little longer.
She was throwing her whole being into this one come, and opened her eyes wide, so she could watch the man's face as it sweated over her twat. She smiled at the sight of the drooling mouth.
"Ohhh, that's so wild. Keep on eating me like that. Don't ever stop. Eat me out, ohhh, Randy."
Her come was pouring out now, and the older man, sopped it up with his lips and tongue, drinking it into his mouth, and then quickly going to her clit, to suck her to yet another frantic orgasm. He was driving the girl crazy with his wildly lapping tongue, and she began to mumble and throw her body around like a madwoman.
On a sudden inspiration, he shoved his long finger right into her asshole, and she clutched it into herself, working her muscles tightly around it. The juices were flowing once again, and the girl was babbling of her pleasure.
"Come...so much come...."
The voice had begun as a hoarse whisper, working up to a shriek, and then coming down again to a low groan, as her orgasm began to wind down. Only then did Randy, pull his head away from her gushing cunt. He licked his lips clean, and delighted in the pungent taste of the girl's come.
When he sat up on his elbow, he noticed that her thighs were sticky with the juices. Immediately, he dove down once again, and began to wash them both with the same work that had made it all happen in the first place.
But Cathy pushed him away. Her nerve endings in her body were raw with more passion at one time than she had ever known, and she was so exhausted that even one more touch of her body would cause her to black out. Exhausted, she rolled just enough of a distance away from him to be out of danger of another sexual attack.
Then the sweat-soaked pair closed their eyes, and very soon were fast asleep. They slept that way under the stars, right on the grass that had been their bed of love until then for a few hours, awakening only when the chill of the night air, brought them to the realization that it had to be close to morning.
Still neither of them thought that this was a school day, or that Cathy had parents at home who must have been frantic with worry. Their bodies were feeling a bit refreshed now, and as soon as their brain reached a total state of consciousness, they turned once again to each other with a renewed hunger.
This time they fucked in the straight manner, and made it a quick one, for neither of them had very much strength left. Both partners came to a quick orgasm, and when it was over, they clung to each other for just an instant before reaching for their clothing.
Randy's thoughts had turned to the responsibilities of the day as soon as his final orgasm had been completed. He would have to do some fancy driving in order to make school in time, and he had to drop the girl off somewhere so they wouldn't be seen arriving together.
Their clothes were all rumpled, and they had grass stains on their faces and their bodies. They clinched it. He took the girl by the hand and forced her to race into the summer house for two quick showers and a fast run over their clothes with a steam iron.
The girl seemed reluctant to move quickly, still in the dream world they had created under the stars the night before. Randy had to prod her along if there was any chance at all that they would pull this thing off and get away with it.
The unlikely couple barely spoke to each other, with Randy motioning his instructions, and the girl obeying without question. It was not until they were back in the car, and Randy driving like all hell, that the girl dared to speak to him.
"Mr. Evans?"
"Yes, Cathy?"
Now it seemed only right that she speak to him with the title of respect. Their sexual intimacy was behind them in the garden, and now they are on their way to school. It was once again pupil and principal.
But Cathy seemed to be having trouble breaking the connection between the two words.
"It really was wonderful, wasn't it?"
"Yes. I guess it was."
"You guess?"
"I'm sorry. Of course it was."
"So wonderful that we'll do it again and again?"
"That's something that we'll have to see about."
"You mean as long as I behave."
"That too. But also if I can work it out so we won't get into any hassles with anyone."
"We won't."
"We've already started out on one. Just what do you intend to tell your parents about where you spent the night?"
"No trouble. I've done this before with my boyfriend and they never question either one of us. I guess they've gotten used to it."
"Is that what the world has come to?"
"'Fraid so."
"And here I was worrying about indignant parents storming my office door, the father with a shotgun."
"Even if he did have a shotgun, he wouldn't even know who to go after. My father lost track of my boyfriends a long time ago. Hey! That sounds pretty bad, doesn't it?"
"About par for the course, I would say."
When they reached a street filled with apartment houses still some distance from the school, Randy stopped the car and the girl prepared to get out. If they both hurried, they would be able to make it inside before the last bell.
"Mr. Evans?"
"Not now Cathy."
"I just wanted to say that I had the greatest time of my life, and if you want to know how I feel about you...Well, I think you're the greatest stud in the world."
"Thank you for the compliment...but now..."
"Just one more thing, I'll try my best to arrange it so I get the duty helping your secretary for extra credit. That way we'll be able to talk to each other and make dates without anyone being suspicious. That's okay, isn't it?"
"Dates? Am I actually making dates with a little girl?"
"Last night in the grass, you didn't think I was such a little girl. Last night we fucked like a man and a woman."
"No argument there. Okay Cathy, we'll try it for a while and see how it goes."
"That's wonderful! I wish I could kiss you right here."
"Watch it, or the deal's off."
"Yes sir. I better get going."
"And me too. You go up that side of the street, and I'll cross over and go the other way.
He gave the girl an extra second to begin walking away, and then watched her jiggling ass, as she broke into a half-run, without even a backward glance. She was a girl on her way to school once again.
But to Randy's eyes, as they focused on the plump ass, she was the almost-woman that he had fucked the hell out of, and he was surprised to find that he was sorry he had rushed the two of them back to school.
He would have given almost anything to have stayed a full day out there, taking a long bath together, instead of quick showers separately. Then they would have cooked a meal in the fireplace, and made love slowly and sensually in front of the burning embers.
But Randolph Evans was the principal of Jackson High school and it was 8:30 in the morning, which meant the unswerving return to his duties. Would they have another chance to try and bring back those stolen moments of eternity?
That was one question he couldn't even answer for himself, let alone for Cathy.
CHAPTER THREE
It was early evening on a Friday night, and the air was clean and cool. Jack and Billy felt like just driving around, which was always good for a goof here and there. After all, you never could tell where some action might come from.
Billy had been walking around school all day with the feeling that this night something wildly great was going to happen. Just the fact that they had a car to drive at all, was a stroke of good luck. Who would have expected that his father would have to go out of town that very day and leave it behind for his son?
They were under the legal age for drinking, so they decided that naturally, it would be a good pastime for them that evening. You could get just about anything, age or not, if you really knew how to go about it. A phone call to a friend, and identification cards were produced.
Then the boys proceeded to the nearest grocery store and bought a couple of six packs. They parked the car near a deserted lot and began to empty the cans two at a time, until they were feeling happy, and anxious to get on with the next step in their night of fun, which was namely to pick up a couple of broads. The beer had filled them with good humor and self-confidence.
Feeling as they were, they were sure that it would be a snap to pick up a couple of sharp broads who would be willing to go for a roll in the hay with very little trouble. The local drive-in, on a great spring night, would be the perfect place.
They drove into the parking lot and sadly note that it was not even half-filled with cars. So it wouldn't be a total loss, they ordered hamburgers with the works, french fries, and cokes.
Then they began to devour the food, while their eyes constantly roved around the restaurant for the possible sight of some available females. They finished eating and began smoking cigarettes while they toyed with their half-filled glass of coke. It was a trick they had learned long ago, that they could continue to sit at a table as long as it looked like they weren't quite finished eating.
There didn't seem to be a damn thing in the restaurant and they began to search their minds for some female alternatives. Billy could think of none. It was Jack who finally came up with an idea.
"How about the twins?"
"Why not? They're usually good for a little action."
Immediately the two boys got up and walked to the phone booth, which they both managed to squeeze into. It was Steve who did the talking, and Billy who kept egging him on. There was a great deal of double-interpretation phrases, and some laughter on both ends.
Finally it was settled, as the girls were home alone, and their parents were not expected for some time. The boys stood around the parking lot for a couple of minutes, killing time so it would seem like they really could have taken it or left it but decided to show the girls the courtesy of keeping the date, just because it was the honorable thing to do. Finally, they decided that the timing was precisely accurate, and they piled into the car and drove over to where the girls lived.
They rang the bell and shuffled their feet, wondering how long it would take them to get to the door. They answered in not too long a time, but not too short either. After all, a girl couldn't appear to be too anxious.
Both girls had dark complexions, black eyes, and sleek black hair that was combed straight back and all the way down to their waists. Making it with the twins was always a challenge. They never knew if they would be getting the same girl twice in a row. There was a rumor going around school that whenever two guys made it with the girls in the same house, they would take time out to go to the bathroom, and then change partners, without the boys ever knowing the difference.
The house was styled in the old grand manner and the girls had a nice fire going in the fireplace. They dropped themselves on whatever furniture happened to be within their reach. They were undoubtedly two of the best-looking chicks in the whole school.
Barefoot, in tight fitting sweaters and jeans, they presented a very appetizing picture. As usually happened, Billy was doing all the talking, and Jack was eyeing the girls up and down. The conversation seemed to be changing of its own accord, going from small talk to low and serious.
The boys moved their seats a little closer to the sofa where the girls were sprawled, and an air of electricity began to crackle through the room. There seemed to be very little to say, and actually very little was necessary.
Billy looked into Christine's eyes and saw that she not only received the message, but accepted it. Jack did the same with Jane and got an affirmative in return. The girls were quickly realizing that sex was in the air. They unconsciously began preening themselves. There was far too much tension in the air to go on for very long without something breaking. Faces searched faces, waiting for the right words to be said.
Once again it was Billy who came to the rescue.
"Why don't we fuck?"
The girls looked at each other and said nothing, but they were smiling. There didn't seem to be the least bit of anxiety in either of them. "We have separate bedrooms."
"That's great."
"Come on, then."
While the furniture in each room was identical, the coloring was different, as were the decorations. Seeing their rooms, the boys could tell that the girls had very different personalities, even if they looked just about identical.
Still, there was something mystical about the twins, and Billy couldn't help wondering if the girls ever fooled around with each other when they were alone. As near as he could tell, he was paired off with Jane, and following her into the room, closing the door behind him.
"Tell me something..."
"Sure. What is it?"
"Do you girls ever...."
"Oh! You wouldn't believe how many times we've been asked that. We used to explore when we were little, but when it came to masturbation we each went off by ourselves."
"You girls..."
"Did you think that the boys cornered the market on jerking off?"
"Well,"
"You male chauvinistic pig. What do you think a girl is supposed to do when she's horny and it's late at night?"
"I guess I never really thought about it."
"That's the trouble with all of you. Girls are only cunts to you, and their cunts are only for your pleasure."
Billy could only stand and stare with admiration at the girl's blunt openness . If she had asked him the very same question, he would have lied and said he never touched himself.
"What about you?"
"Oh me? I never have to. I usually have a girl around, she can take care of business for me. And speaking of business, why don't we relax on that bed over there?"
The pair of youngsters moved to the bed and sat down side by side at the edge of it.
"You know it's a shame that anyone has to jerk off when there are others out there would use the action."
"That's one way of thinking about it."
They moved a little closer together.
"Do you like it when a girl pulls at your dick?"
"Yeah. I'd have to say that it does feel pretty good."
"And what if she wants to do a little more?"
"That's even better."
"Yeah. I think so too."
Jane seemingly accidentally dropped her hand to the boy's lap, and brought it away sharply, when she felt his hard-on. The girl couldn't help laughing, and it caused Billy to move around uncomfortably on the edge of the bed.
Meanwhile, Jane let herself fall backward, and pushed one of the pillows up under her head. She seemed quite relaxed.
"Well?"
"Well, what?"
"Are you just going to sit like a clod, or are you going to kiss me?"
"What?"
"Does it bother you that I'm playing your part?"
"Yes, I guess it does."
"Then get with it, man. Women's lib includes the bedroom."
"All right. It's your room so we'll play it your way."
"Then come on over here."
Billy inched his way over to her prone body, but found that her long legs were in the way.
"Why don't you hop off the bed and get down on your knees?"
"Are you kidding?"
"Does it sound too much like a slave position?"
"Exactly."
"But once you're down there you would be able to do whatever you want with me."
"In that case..."
"In that case you'll get right down there."
"Yes, ma'am!"
As soon as Billy was in position, Jane twined her arms around his neck and pulled his head down towards her.
"I kind of dig you Billy."
"And I'm glad we're in here."
They crushed their lips together, and Billy held her in a tight embrace. When he finally released her, he noticed the same wild look that he was sure she could see in his own eyes.
"Now it's your turn, Miss Women's Lib."
"Okay, then."
Her lips sank down against his, and as she wound her arms tightly around his neck. She forced his lips apart with her tongue, and then stabbed it right into his mouth. He was startled by her aggressive action, but he took to it quickly, surrendering his manhood to her strong femininity, willing to go wherever her sexual strength led him.
It was a kick for a change, to be led on by a girl, and not have to do all the preliminary work himself. Now she was covering his flushed face with kisses. He answered every one of them with one of his own.
Suddenly, she tugged his head down until it was buried between her sweater-covered breasts.
"How is it down there?"
"Nice and cozy."
Billy was rubbing his face in the cleft between the two soft mounds. Her body quivered as she felt his mouth planting little kisses all over the covered flesh.
"Hmmmm. Feels nice.
Jane put her hand to the boy's head and held him firmly down there. It was turning her on, and she wanted more.
"Great tits."
"Glad you like them."
"Like them! That's an understatement if I ever heard one."
"Do you mean you love them?"
"Absolutely."
"Then why don't you show me?"
Instantly he dropped his head down once again, and planted wet kisses all over the girl's heaving chest.
"There's a zipper at the back of my neck."
"Oh? Okay."
Billy fumbled around with the awkward zipper for a few seconds and found it necessary for the girl to assist him by moving her body as he finally tugged the zipper down.
"That should help."
"I'll say."
Jane was clearly waiting for Billy to make the next move, but she had trained him so well in just those few minutes, that he was now waiting for her signal to proceed.
"Go ahead. You can do anything you want with me."
"Are you putting me in charge now?"
"No. But I'm giving you a little more freedom."
"Well, thank you, general."
Billy wasted no more time. He cupped both her quivering breasts in his hands, and played with them, but Jane's mind was already racing ahead to the point where they should be naked, and she was slowly becoming impatient with the fumbling boy.
"Aren't you even curious about how I look naked?"
"Of course I am."
"Then why don't you do something about it?"
"Aren't you the horny little bitch."
"I thought that's what we came in here for."
"I wasn't expecting to be seduced by the girl."
"Well, if you weren't wasting so much time, you would be doing all this yourself."
Angrily, he pressed his palms against her heaving breasts, and pushed the nipples into themselves. He mauled them, and she started to shudder with expectation.
Next he dropped his head down once again, and pressed his cheeks against the mounds.
"What the fuck are you waiting for? Undress me!"
Billy's hands were shaking now, but he managed to help her pull the sweater up over her head. Then a sigh escaped from his lips as he saw the milky flesh of the major portion of her tits, sticking out from the top of her bra.
"They really are gorgeous."
"You'll have them all in just a minute."
"Why not now?"
"Aren't you interested in my bottom half?"
With that she stood up. The boy was now kneeling at her feet.
"Get up, you idiot, and help me out of my jeans."
The boy put his hands to her hips, and unzipped the fly of her jeans. Then he slowly pulled them down, and found that he had to give an extra tug to them, in order to get them past her shapely hips.
Finally, he tugged them free, and they fell down around her ankles. Due to the level at which he was kneeling, her pantied crotch was just level with the boy's face. He stared at the plump mound, catching sight of little wisps of black kinky hair as they peeked out of the V at the sides.
It was too much for him to hold back a moment longer, and he threw his arms around her ass, and pulled her violently towards him. Now he was able to press his flushed face between the sweetly scented thighs.
She spread them so he could get in even closer, and once his face was pressed in tightly, she pressed her thighs against him. It was very pleasurable to feel the boy's heated face nestled so snugly against her crotch.
Jane felt the heat building down there within her, and her body tensed. She played with the curls of his hair.
"I like you down there."
"I like it myself. I was just thinking that you have such a yummy cunt, that I could almost think about biting it."
"Go right ahead."
Billy started to nibble at the tender flesh of her inner thigh. She moaned with pleasure, and pressed his face tightly against her body. But an instant later, she tugged at his hair as if to stop him. It was getting to her all right, but it was happening just a little too fast. Jane wanted to come. She wanted to very badly, but not this way.
"Stop. You're making me too hot!"
"Okay, if you say so."
He had stopped, but he wasn't happy about it. Billy was pretty hot himself, and he was all for going right ahead until he had bitten a hole right through her panties.
Jane sat back down on the bed, her body shaking with awakened passion. Billy's eyes were burning as they stared at the nearly naked body that was now alive with sensuality. Her breasts were heaving hard, and their stiff nipples pushed right through the sheer fabric of the lace.
All he could do was remain on his knees and continue to stare up at her. Jane looked down at him and then became very angry.
"You big idiot. At least get out of some of those clothes. Or do you intend to fuck me fully dressed?"
Billy first pulled the sweater up off his head, and then began to fumble with his pants. He was overanxious now, and having some trouble with his belt.
"I think you can use some help."
Now she moved forward to the edge of the bed. She stared at the throbbing hard-on what made a very big bulge in his pants. The bulge seemed to grow as his eyes once again caught sight of her covered cunt.
"You have one dynamite body."
"And it looks like you have one dynamite prick."
The sight of the hard-on had moved her passion up another notch and now it was her hands that were trembling as she began to unbutton his shirt. Once she had a few buttons opened, she slipped her hands inside. There was just the barest smattering of hair, and her hand rubbed one of his nipples, making it stiff, just as he had done to her.
"Does it feels good?"
"But not as good as yours do."
"Glad to hear it."
Jane went once again to the task of getting the boy's shirt off. She tugged it out of his pants, and he bent forward so that she was able to pull it off him. Then she tossed it over to the side of the bed.
"You're making me very hot, Billy."
"And you're making my prick ache."
She smiled then, and they embraced tenderly. Billy kissed the top of her head, and enjoyed the sweet smell of her clean hair. His hand went to her breast once more.
"I want this thing off of you."
"Then you'll have to get it off me."
"All right. You asked for it."
Billy reached behind her and unhooked the clasp in a flash. It was something he had done many times before, and now that he was on familiar territory, he was once more in control of what was happening. As soon as it was opened, the bra fell off and her breasts were free.
They trembled now, before his blazing eyes, and he feasted on the sight of the succulent white meat. The bra also fell to the bed, but neither of them seemed to notice what happened to it.
Jane was laughing now, loving the feel of the air against her bare breasts. She jiggled them and pulled the boy close to her. He mauled one breast with his hand and washed the other one with his mouth. Jane's body stiffened as she felt his lips enclose her nipple.
Then his teeth grated gently against it, sending shivers all up and down her spine. The breast in his hand was being rubbed and massaged, and the nipple plucked and tweaked. Every so often he would bounce it in his hand, as if amazed that she could be carrying a pair so weighty.
Hand held his head close to her, and he inhaled the sweet scent of her body. All the while he was playing with the upper half of her body. Her cunt was aching to be stuffed with the hot meat that she knew was throbbing in his jeans.
When she could take no more, she raised his head up and kissed him passionately. Her tongue twisted around inside his hot mouth.
"Did you like playing with my tits?"
"Couldn't you tell?"
"Maybe you'd like to play with something else."
"You mean I finally get into your pants?"
"That's it."
Billy leaned back on the bed and allowed the girl to stand up so she could get out of the filmy garment. But she only smiled and looked down at him.
"Come here and do it for me."
"Whatever you say."
Instantly the boy got up and hooked his fingers into the elastic of her panties. Then he took a deep breath and began to pull, as he watched her bush beginning to appear above the fabric. In a flash her body was bare, and the boy sat back on his haunches so he could feast on the sight of her naked body.
His hands were twitching to reach out and grab it. But Jane closed her thighs immediately, because she knew that the slightest touch to her cunt, in its present passionate state, would make her start to 'come immediately.
She was saving it all for the moment when he would finally sink his hard dick into her hungry cunt. But Billy was not thinking about waiting at all. His face was so close to her cunt that he could smell the sweet and pungent odor of it. He could easily see the thick curls and the dark gash that lay just behind them.
Billy dropped the panties to the floor and used his hands now to reach behind to her ass, and dig into the soft flesh of her cheeks. At the same time as he spread them apart with his fingers, he brought her closer to himself.
Jane moaned as she felt his fingers sinking into her ass, and then groaned with ecstasy as she felt his fingers reaching to the tiny brown hole that lay between the outspread cheeks. Waves of pleasure spread through the bottom half of her body, and she felt her legs beginning to get weak.
"Kiss it, Billy. Kiss it."
"Oh, yes. I want to."
The girl beamed down at Billy's flushed face as he rubbed his lips against the hair of her cunt. He opened his mouth and took a few of the hairs into it, munching on the crisp curls.
"Spread your legs, Jane. I want more of it."
"Take it all."
Billy moved his face away for just a minute, and then Jane sat back down on the bed, spreading her legs wide apart. The boy was now sitting at her feet, and staring at the inner workings of her cunt, which were now wide open to him.
Behind the kinky hairs, he saw the rosy gash of her slit. As they were so widespread, he could see right in, and was pleased to note that the inner walls were already slick with moisture.
"Are you watching a movie in there?"
"Something just as good."
"Would you rather look or play?"
"Play, baby. Play."
"Here's some more for you." Jane placed her hands between her thighs, and spread the outer lips of her cunt so he could see all the way inside. Keeping the lips widespread with one hand, as he tickled her clitoris with the other, and it immediately stiffened and vibrated right under his eyes.
"A clit feels nice when someone plays with it."
"Then let me."
"No, not yet. You still have too much clothes on."
"Why don't we do something about it?"
"Come here and I'll help you."
Jane sat up and began to fumble with the buckle of his belt. Then she laughed.
"They don't make these things for quick exits, do they?"
Finally Billy had to help her, and they got the belt off. It fell to the floor.
"Stand up and get out of those pants. I can't wait anymore to see that prick of yours."
So Billy stood up and Jane's hands flew to his fly. The zipper was not easy to handle as it was badly distended by the huge bulge in the front of his jeans. She rubbed her hand across it and smiled as she felt it jump to attention under her touch.
But she did manage to get them open, and they dropped to his feet of their own accord. His prick sprang right out from the open space in his shorts. It was thick and long, standing out at an upward angle from his body.
"Wow! That's a great one."
"Take it."
"If I do, I'll probably pop it right in my mouth and start sucking away until I drain your balls dry."
"You keep talking like that and I'll shoot right now."
"Don't you dare. I want that load for myself."
Now she began to pull his shorts off him. She did it carefully, to be sure that she steered the fabric clear of the stiff hard-on that kept getting in the way. Once she was past the prick, it was easy to get the shorts all the way down his legs. Once down he stepped right out of them, and Jane began to run her hands slowly up and down his thighs.
"Now I can really see everything you've got."
Jane put both her hands between the boy's thighs, and spread them. Then she moved them up until they were touching his tight balls. Suddenly she closed her hands around them and his whole body tensed frantically. She pushed his shirt to the side and stared at his throbbing weapon.
"You've got quite a pair of balls."
"From what I've seen in the locker room, I'd have to agree with you."
"Let me be the judge, and I say that you've got the one fantastic set of equipment. Too good to keep my hands off of."
Then she put her soft hand on his stiff cock, bent it down a little, and planted a wet kiss on the tip of it. Her other hand still played with his balls.
"They're pretty full. Looks like you need to get them emptied in a hurry. How long has it been, anyway?"
"None of your business."
"Is it my business to get you off?"
"Now that is your business!"
Jane lowered her mouth until it was level with the swollen knob of the boy's cock. She opened her lips, and then took a firm grip of the shaft with her hand. In one smooth movement, she had a good half of the cock in her mouth, and her tongue was already washing the knob inside her mouth.
She began to suck on it, slowly and smoothly, and found that she was enjoying it. So she stepped up the tempo a little. But when Jane happened to look up at Billy's face, she saw his eyes beginning to glaze over, and she knew what she would have to stop in a real hurry, or she was going to be swallowing his come instead of getting it in her cunt.
"Fuck me now."
"It's about time you gave me permission."
"It doesn't look like you've been suffering in the meantime."
"Shut up and spread your legs."
Jane lay back on the bed, and Billy began to lower himself on top of her until he felt his belly pressing against hers. The girl wiggled as she felt the pressure of his balls against her thighs.
She slipped her hand between them and grasped his stiff ramrod. Then she guided it right to the start of her cunt. Billy was all ready to rear back and plunge right into her. But Jane was still holding it firmly in her hand. Instead of pressing the head of it into her, she rubbed it up and down the inside of her slit, making the boy quiver.
A moment later, she pressed the head of it into herself. Now it was up to Billy and he lay still for a few seconds, with just his tip inside of her and ground his belly against hers.
"No more teasing. Let's start fucking."
"Beg for it Jane."
"Give it to me, Billy. Please fuck me."
Now he moved his knees so that they were straddled on either side of her body. But again, instead of starting to fuck her, he pulled the tip out, and rubbed it time and again over her clitoris.
"No more. No more teasing. Fuck me!" This time he pressed into her all the way to the balls, and those she felt smacking against the cheeks of her ass.
"Start fucking. Give it to me hard."
"Nope."
Again he pulled out, and again he worked the knob around the outer slit, driving the girl into a frenzy of frustration. The knob worked in a little, and he was able to grind out around so that it tickled her lips as well as pulling on the hood of her clitoris.
"Why are you doing this to me?"
"To pay you back for the way you teased the hell out of me before."
"You paid me twice over. Now start fucking before you drive me right out of my head."
"Maybe."
"You bastard!"
She screamed this in his ear as she forced her own body upwards, making the shaft plunge deeper into her. Jane was furious that Billy now had the upper hand. With her thighs spread wide, his cock sank right into her.
"Ummmnnnn."
He was groaning heavily as his cock sank all the way into the wet warmth of the luscious girl, making his sensitive tip and shaft jump with increasing excitement. It had taken so long to get in there, but he knew now that it was well worth every second of frustration.
Jane had thrown back her head and was moaning happily as she arched her hips up to make sure that she had all of his long dick inside her. She was still holding on to the cheeks of his ass, and pressing down to keep his prick buried deeply in her. When she dropped her hands down a little, Jane could feel his hot balls as they pressed against the point between her cunt and her ass.
"You're really in me. It's about time. Now fuck, damn you!"
"Yeah, I guess I might as well get on with it."
"You sonofabitch!"
"That's it. Get good and mad."
"Cocksucking bastard!"
"Keep going. You're really turning me on."
He pulled most of his cock back, until only the tip of it was still sitting inside her cuntal walls. Now he heaved himself violently downward, and sent his hot ramrod crashing right into her cunt. Jane groaned and threw her body up to meet his assault.
Her cunt stretched wide as his prick burned its way down to the deepest part of her cunt, and she was thrilled to the feel that it was big and long enough to even hit her cervix. She pulled her belly in and threw her legs up and around his waist, wanting desperately to hold him that deep inside her forever.
Billy grunted to feel the thrilling contractions of her belly against the shaft of his cock. He made his mind concentrate on not coming as he was already so hot that it was difficult to make even the slightest move without feeling his balls churn. So he gritted his teeth and began to stroke in and out of her clutching cunt. It turned out that Jane was quite an expert in the sack, and she was able to anticipate every one of his moves. For every downward thrust of his, she ground her body upwards to meet his body.
Her hands rubbed frantically against his shoulders, and then rubbed down until they were once more massaging the cheeks of his ass. With every stroke their heated bodies smacked together, and his chest grazed against the stiff tips of her nipples, sending shivers of pleasure through his upper body as well as the greater pleasure he was feeling with his lower half.
Jane knew that she was climbing very close to her orgasm, although she could tell that Billy was much too intent on his own pleasure to know what was happening. She moaned and threw her head around, as she pounded her body up against his.
She was grooving on every inch of the boy's hot meat as it stretched the walls of her cunt on its searing way inward.
"Move it. Move it!"
"What's the matter, baby?"
"I need to come. Fuck me faster. Please!!!"
The young couple bucked against each other in a wild frenzy of passion that only an orgasmic moment could quell. Jane moved her pelvis and arched her back with such versatility that Billy could hardly stand it. They felt their orgasms building rapidly.
CHAPTER FOUR
Her words of urgency spurred him on to even greater motions, and now he began to fuck her so hard, that she felt her hipbones being bruised every time he crashed into them. He was moaning now, but it was-hard to hear himself as Jane was sobbing with a rhythm so regular that it sounded like a mating song.
All the time she kept right on grinding her hips up to meet the savage thrusting of his hot cock. She had closed her eyes tightly and thrown her head back against the bed. All the time she kept pushing her cunt up to grab all the length of his prick he could give her.
Her tits kept slapping against his chest and each other, and beads of sweat were collecting between them, as the young couple worked themselves into an erotic lather. Both partners had now stepped up their pace so much that the boy's ass was moving like a blur, as they bounced up and down to her writhing body.
"Arrrrrrggggggghhhhh!"
The scream tore out of her throat, and it came out so loud that Billy was sure the other couple had to hear it in the next room, if not the neighbors on both sides of the house.
Billy was so startled by the intensity of her scream, that he stopped his fucking just long enough to give her a chance to get herself together. He knew that she was coming, but he was not prepared for the strength of it. She gripped his ass so tightly that her nails dug into the soft flesh and cut in, raising little puddles of blood.
He was forced to come down hard on her, and his cock stabbed into her so violently that she was actually in pain from the force of it.
"So great! So great!"
She had recovered a bit from her crashing come, but her passion had not decreased in the slightest. Now she grabbed his hips with both her hands and worked the boy's cock in and out of herself for several pounding strokes until her legs became so weak that she had to stop them.
Her head fell down on the bed again, and her voice was coming in only a hoarse whisper.
"Come in me. I want to feel my cunt filled to the brim with that cream. Shoot into me. Hurry!"
Billy had been thrilled to his soul by the girl's furious passion. He couldn't keep the sight and the sound of it out of his mind. Now he could feel his balls tensing up, the come inside them boiling. He was out of his head with his own erotic fever, as he savagely fucked the delirious girl.
Suddenly he stopped while he was half out of her, and his vision went dark as he felt the come boiling over into his prick. He dropped himself down heavily into her, and she threw her body up with her last bit of energy to meet his body, as he let loose the first heavy spurt of his come.
But he had worked himself up into such a frenzy while he was fucking, that it was difficult for him to slow down, even now as he was shooting his load deeply into her belly. Gradually, he began to slow down, and Jane gripped the boy's ass as he worked his prick gently in and out of her now.
The contracting muscles of her cunt sucked the last of his cream out of him, and then all his motion died away, as he sank down heavily on her sweating body. Jane locked her hands around his hips, and rubbed her thighs gently along his.
"How was it?"
"You were terrific."
"You were kind of sensational yourself."
"That was some come you sucked out of me. It feels as if my balls are completely empty."
"Have no fear. I heard a guy can get himself a new load in no time flat."
"Maybe that guy didn't fuck you."
"So I'm that good."
"As if you didn't know."
"Can I pull it out now?"
"If you want to. But then you better get out of the way in a hurry. I'm so full of come that it will probably come pouring out all over the place."
"Maybe I better not pull out the cork."
"Not a bad idea. I'd like to keep you buried in there as long as I can. I'm going to feel awfully empty once you pull it out."
Both kids tried their best to remain locked together, but as the boy's cock went limp, it began to fall out. Still the girl kept her thighs pressed tightly together, but still his cock slipped out. The kids smiled at each other, and Jane kissed him full on the mouth.
"Don't make me leave now."
"Did you think I was going to?"
"I want to stay here until I can get it hard again. Then I want to start fucking you and keep on going until you're so tired that you beg me to stop. Do you think you could take it?"
"I can take as much as you can give me."
Suddenly Billy dropped his head down and sucked one of her swollen nipples into his mouth. The girl wiggled under him.
"Watch it Billy. I can get hot a whole lot faster than you can."
"That's okay with me. Then you'll be so horny you can climb on top of me, and you can do all the work for a change."
"You think so, do you?"
"Can't you manage a ride on my big pogo stick?"
The girl just shrugged her shoulders, not wanting to give him the pleasure of her confession. They both laughed and he hugged her close.
"Does this have to end?"
"Sometimes. But not right now."
"I'm glad you said that."
"Why?"
"Because my prick is getting hard again."
Jane slipped her hand between their bodies, and felt the hardness of his rod. It was not ready for fucking again, but it was awfully close to it. She clutched it tightly."
"Amazing!"
"If you keep your hand on it like that, and maybe move it around just a little bit, you might be in for a surprise."
Jane eased the boy off her body, and he lay beside her as she took his half-rigid penis in her hand and began to massage it. It responded quickly to her touch and became rock-hard very quickly.
"It's hard again! You're a sex fiend!"
"Look who's talking. Your cunt is sopping wet."
"Well, whose fault is that?"
"Ours!"
They laughed and began to play with each other's bodies, warming up to another round of wild fucking. Pretty soon they became lost in the pleasure of their bodies and would have continued to the point of fucking.
But the door opened, and both teenagers were suddenly paralyzed with fear. They sat straight up, and Jane grabbed for the covers, but the door was already open.
Christine and Jack were standing in the doorway. Both of them were still fully dressed, and Jack did not seem to be too happy about that fact, especially when he saw the evidence of the action that his friend had been getting.
"Looks like I picked the wrong room."
"And the wrong girl."
"What's wrong with the two of you anyway?"
"This guy's a pig, and I didn't want to go along with what he wanted."
"How bad could it have been?"
"He just didn't even give me a chance to get warmed up before he was all over me."
"I think I should repeat what I said about picking the wrong twin. This one you need a chair and a whip for."
"Maybe we should change partners."
"Look if we're going to have a social gathering, let's go on outside and see what we can work out."
Jane slipped into only her sweater and jeans, leaving the underwear behind. Billy picked up his cue and did the same. He felt sure that he would be coming back for another round pretty soon. The other couple went into the living room ahead of them.
"That Christine had better come up with a good story. We both agreed to a night of fucking, and now she's messed up my action."
"And mine."
"Naturally."
"What are we going to do about them?"
"Do you want to take Jack on?"
"You sound like you're anxious to get rid of me."
"Not at all. But I am a little more easy going than he is, and I might be able to keep her going while you get your rocks off again."
"Aren't you a charitable one."
"Look, I'm just trying to keep everyone happy."
"Except me. I like the way you fuck, and I intend to keep that big dick all to myself."
"You think your sister will be able to keep her hands off it now that she's seen how I'm hung?"
"She better!"
"Well, if you must know the truth. I think you'll be better off not fooling around with Jack. You may be a very hot bitch, but you're a lady. And Jack treats all his girls like whores."
"I'm having trouble walking. My crotch is getting so wet that it will probably drip all over the carpet."
Billy laughed as he saw the girl put her hand to the crotch of her jeans. It came away soaking wet.
"I hope he does get to fuck Christine after all. A bastard like him is just what she deserves."
"I thought twins would be closer than that."
"We are. But we only look alike. Inside we are like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde."
"I'm beginning to see that already."
"Too bad they messed up everything for us."
"I think we made quite a mess all by ourselves. Just look at this bedroom! Can't blame her for that."
Even though there was the disappointment of possibly not being able to fuck again before the night was over, Billy felt his cock still stirring as he looked at the wreckage of the bed in which they had just made love. Jane was walking on ahead of him, and he licked his lips as he saw the sway of her ass as she walked out the door. He couldn't help slipping his hand back there, and pinching one of the cheeks.
Jane stopped in her tracks and turned around.
"You keep that up and I'll make you give it to me up the ass the next time. That's a warning."
"In that case I'll keep on doing it."
They kissed and Billy grabbed her tits.
"Enough. We better see what the happy couple is up to."
"Do we have to?"
"About the only way we're going to have another chance at this bedroom. You do want another chance?"
"Do you want me to show you right now?"
"Never mind. I take that last question back. Now on to the living room and the summit conference."
She kissed him again, and then they walked into the living room, holding hands. They were not in there. Billy sniffed.
"She must be making coffee. Does she think he's drunk or something. Didn't anyone tell her a guy can just be plain horny?"
"That's my sister for you."
Sure enough, Christine was at the stove, and Jack was sitting at the table, with his hand in his lap, massaging his crotch as he looked at the back end of the beautiful girl.
"About time, Jane. Were you going to spend the whole night fucking?"
"I would have, if you hadn't gone so fucking moral on me. But worst of all, you had no right to break in on us."
"That was my idea. Why should you be getting it, Billy, if I wasn't? I thought we were in this deal together."
"Not when it comes to the fucking!"
"You're not getting it, if I'm not!"
"The hell I'm not."
Before Jane could step between them, Billy had pushed her out of the way and up to where Jack was sitting. He grabbed him by his sweater and pulled him to his feet. Both boys were athletes, and if it should come down to a fight, Jane knew that it could get pretty bloody.
"Watch it friend, or I might just have to wipe up this floor with you."
Jack pulled his friend's hands off him, and snickered.
"You're just mad because you couldn't get your rocks off again."
Billy's hands now formed fists, but Jack did not. Instead he put his hands in front of his face to protect his contact lenses.
"Okay! I'll quit the needling."
"You better. Or you're going out of here on your ass."
"I think we should throw him out anyhow."
"Will you listen to Saint Christine."
"He's right there. Why did you want the boys to come here - in the first place if you didn't want to fuck?"
"Maybe I expected you to take both of them on."
"I'll call your bluff and do it, Chris."
"All right so I was just being a little bit of a ball-buster. Is that so wrong? These guys do it all the time."
"But not to each other."
"She's your sister, remember?"
"Okay. So I'm sorry if I messed it up for you. But there's no rule that says I have to fuck if I don't feel like it."
"No rule. Just what I'm going to do to you after they leave if you don't come across."
"Look, you girls can fight later. Billy had his kicks, and it looks like he's going to get some more. Doesn't anybody care what happens to me?"
"Okay. Let's stop fighting long enough to figure out what's going up here. I don't intend to spend the rest of the night fighting and drinking coffee. How about you, Billy?"
Billy looked at the two girls, and the two girls exchanged angry looks.
"It's getting pretty rough around here."
"Why did you mess it up, Chris?"
"I don't know. I just wanted to be a tease for once in my life, that's all. I would have come across, but he started to get nasty."
"Well, that's your business, as long as you didn't get in the way of my action besides your own."
"I am sorry about that."
"You better be."
Christine poured coffee into four cups, and took some cookies out of a canister. For a few minutes, the four teenagers were busy passing around sugar and milk.
"How long do we have to put up with this shit?"
"Watch it, Jack."
"You going to beat up on me?"
"You're just asking for it."
"I don't see why you guys want to fight. It won't get any action for Jack, and it certainly won't get us back in the bedroom, Billy."
"You're right. Fighting you won't help me in the least, Billy. I came here for some of the action you just got, not a battle. Can't we act like civilized people and talk this thing over."
"Well, well. Don't we sound sophisticated!"
Jane took a good look at Jack, actually for the first time since she had come out of the bedroom. Once she got past his veneer of arrogance, a true, mature sophistication could be seen. She wondered just where he got the polish from. The guy must have been around plenty to carry himself like that. Jane began to think that maybe playing switches might not be such a bad idea after all.
"Look, why don't we make the best of it. I'm sure we can all work something out."
"Will you listen to the diplomat."
"That's the first time he's made any sense."
"Just what did you have in mind?"
"That we all keep right on going as we were. I'm sure Christine and I will be able to work something out...one way or another."
As he said the last words, he patted his crotch in a very significant manner.
"What makes you think I even want to work anything out with you?"
"You saying you're going to send me home without my jollies?"
"It's a definite possibility."
"That's what you think. I'm going to get this prick into you, if I have to beat it into you."
Billy made a menacing move in his direction.
"And don't you come any closer."
"You bastard! I'm gonna kill you."
"Stop it. Stop it both of you. Is this your idea of a fun time? If it's going to end in a brawl, then you both better get the hell out of here. That's not what I wanted."
"You think I did. You guys had your fuck, and just because we walked in on you, and your sister is a bitch, I'm expected to go home and jerk off in the toilet or something."
"Nobody has asked me if I even want to fuck the guy."
"Well, do you? Because I'm getting pretty fed up with this shit. You just say the word and I'll walk right out that door. I don't have to beg anyone."
"No, don't go. I want to have some kicks, too. But you don't have to be such a bastard about it."
"All right, you bitch. I'm gonna get my hands on you and rape you if it comes down to that."
"I'll kill you, Jack!"
"You keep him off me, Jane. Since when has he become the knight in shining armor?"
"One more nasty word from anyone and you both go home."
"Look, all I want is what you two had, and then I'll go peacefully. That's fair isn't it?"
Jane began to think about what he was saying. He really wasn't so wrong after all. The girls had made it clear that they intended to fuck, and Jack was really entitled to what he had been promised. She knew that her sister could be persuaded to cooperate, if she really wanted her to do anything.
She looked at Christine and found that the -girl seemed to be waiting for her sister's direction.
"Do it, Chris."
"Yeah, maybe you're right."
"Okay, girls. Why don't we stop all this jive talk and settle down for some fun?"
With that, the boy put his hand out and cupped one of Christine's breasts. She started to brush his hand away, but her palm stopped in midair.
"Let's all go inside and get comfortable."
"I vote for that."
"Me, too."
"Okay. I'm outvoted."
"That's better."
"We'll have to see about that."
"You will, all right."
Jane could see that they might be going another round if she didn't get them all out of the kitchen in one big hurry. She took both boys by the hand and led them into the living room. Once there she went to the bar and poured herself a scotch. She gulped it right down, and then refilled the glass and handed it to her sister.
"They don't need it. But you do."
"Okay. I won't make any more trouble."
Christine also emptied the glass and then they turned once more to face the boys. Billy was beaming proudly at her. Then Jane sat down on the sofa and Billy moved up next to her. He was aching to take her in his arms, but in front of the other couple, it all seemed so cheap.
He looked at her naked breasts heaving under the sweater and remembered how stiff her nipples had been, and how stiff his cock was. If Jack had not been having such a hard time, he might be just about ready to shoot another load into the girl's delicious cunt right about now.
Well, whatever happened for the rest of the night, he promised himself that he was going to beat the hell out of Jack as soon as he got him alone. Even now he was looking at Jane, and since he knew very well what kind of hot action she was, he kept staring at her and licking his lips.
He wasn't just going to beat him up. He was going to slit his throat. But all he could do right then was glare at him.
"You girls know damn well that when studs like us come over, you're going to be expected to put out. And what's more we know you want it as much as we do. So why the games?"
"Probably it's because we only put out for the guys that we really dig, of which you may not be one."
"Sure. You just spread your legs for the good guys, like Billy here. Then you feel like it's charity. What's the difference if he gets it his way, or I get it mine. It's still fucking."
But she could not nod in agreement with Jack. It was maddening that his logic had to be so perfect.
"When he starts talking like that, I almost want to fuck him, just because he makes so much sense."
Jack rubbed his cock again and looked at her. His balls were starting to ache from being this close to an available girl for so long, and not yet getting anywhere near her cunt.
"Why don't you check me out?"
Even Jane was thinking along the same lines that Chris was. But then, Jack could be all talk, while she already knew what she had in Billy.
"Now that you're starting to think like I do, why don't you come over here and sit by me?"
"Maybe I will."
Instead of sitting by his side, Christine walked over smiling, and sat down right on his lap. Jane began to relax and think that there might be some more action left that night after all.
She sat back, with Billy's arm around her, and watched as Christine bent her head to kiss the other boy. In no time flat, Jack had put his hand up to Christine's crotch and was rubbing it.
This time there was no anger. In fact, Christine was smiling out the comers of her kiss. Jane had been thinking about taking another drink, but now she could see no need for it. She turned to Billy, and smiled happily at him.
His scowling mouth slowly broke into a grin.
"It looks like they're finally getting down to business."
"Maybe we should too."
"Let's just check on their progress."
Jack was already smothering Chris's flushed face with kisses, while his hand had opened the zipper of her jeans and he was groping inside.
"Will you look at that guy go."
Jane was also watching the action. She was beginning to feel a whole lot better about her sister. The whole scene might turn out to be very interesting after all.
"Do you two approve?"
"Yes."
"Hey! Slow down."
Jack had gotten his hand worked into her panties and was diving for her snatch.
"You know you really don't want me to."
Then he dove a little further and succeeded in getting his palm right over her hairy mound. She let out something that sounded like a protest at that start but wound up as a giggle.
Billy suddenly found that he couldn't take his eyes away from the hot scene that was unfolding before him. The more Christine attempted to struggle with the boy, the more her open jeans fell down. With one more kick, the couple at the other side of the room could clearly see her white thighs and black lace panties.
"Maybe she is my sister after all."
"It's beginning to look that way."
"I didn't expect to see a porno show tonight."
"But as long as we're here we might as well take it in."
"I think you're right."
Then Billy started to laugh uproariously, and broke the final remnant of tension that was left in the room. They all began to laugh and then the whole atmosphere of the room changed.
"That's it Billy. Welcome back to the world of the living. Now we can all enjoy ourselves."
Jack looked back at where Billy and Jane were groping for each other and started to laugh once again.
"You know. Maybe we ought to make a few phone calls. Another few couples and we could have a real orgy going here."
"Not a bad idea."
"You know you might really have something there."
"But not tonight. It would have to wait another week, when our folks go away for the weekend."
"Yeah. Tonight we might just as well get on with the material we have at hand. Like this!"
Jack was squeezing Chris's cunt in her panties as he spoke the words. She moaned, then laughed with embarrassment at having the other couple know of her pleasure.
"Come on Billy. What are we waiting for? They don't care that we're watching them, so why shouldn't we be doing a little something. Don't tell me you don't want to fuck any more."
"Maybe he can only get it up once a day."
"Shut your fucking mouth!"
"Let's not start that again."
"Then why don't you do something about getting her pants down?"
"You the leader around here?"
"Yup. Watch me."
Then Christine shrieked as Jack slipped his hand into her panties once more and began to slide them down. They wrestled around a bit, and in the playful struggle, Christine wound up with her head and shoulders on the floor, and the lower half of her body, still in Jack's lap.
It was a snap from there for Jack to get her panties all the way down.
"No, don't!"
"That sounds just like yes to me."
"Action's getting pretty good."
"Should I go for the popcorn."
"Quit the clowning."
As the couple watched Jack taking down Christine's panties, Billy slipped his hand under Jane's sweater and began to play with her bare breasts as he watched the other couple going at it. In another second, Jack had the girl's panties off.
He had to move fast after that, as Christine was still struggling, although it was plain to see that her heart definitely was not in it. Quickly he slipped between her thighs while they were still spread wide enough for him to get in there.
In one motion, he was able to pin down both of her legs with his arms, and pull her panties down the last few inches. Christine kept kicking and cursing as she felt her underwear being taken off, but it was all in fun, and everyone in the room knew it.
Billy stopped feeling up Jane's tits long enough to pay hot attention to the progress his friend was making in his happy assault of the twin sister. She seemed to be struggling to keep her panties on, but every motion she made, had them slipping down even further.
Christine wasn't even putting on a convincing performance any more. She almost appeared to be helping the boy to get her laid. Suddenly he felt a warm excitement in his crotch, and looked down to see that Jane had unzipped his pants and was groping her way to the inside.
Without even taking her eyes off the other couple, she managed to "get her hand inside his shorts, and close her fist around his sex. His balls tight straightened up immediately, and his stiff cock stretched even more and swelled under the girl's hot touch. He felt the blood pounding through the shaft and making the knob swell with excitement.
Thrilling to the touch of the hard shaft, her hand began to pull up and down the cock that had recently given her so much pleasure.
"Don't work it over too much. That shows we've been watching something that has really been getting to me."
"You wouldn't dare let go in front of them like this."
"You can dare me all you like, but you better slow down anyway. I'm only human."
Jane took the boy at his word, and slowed down her masturbating strokes, changing to motions that were stimulating without carrying him over the brink of orgasm. But it was not easy to slow down her hand while the excitement within her was mounting so swiftly.
Both of them were watching feverishly as Jack was getting Christine all the way out of her panties. He was able to get them a little below her knees, but then had to maneuver his arms and free one of her legs in order to get her out of them.
She made one feeble attempt to stop him, but only succeeded in getting the panties kicked off herself. Jack helped the situation along by ripping the panties right off her.
It was turning out to be something like a rape, just as Jack had mentioned in the kitchen, even if it was only in fun. Jane was becoming so excited at the sight of her sister being ravaged that her hand began to fly up and down Billy's taut pole. He moaned heavily, and then grabbed her wrist, looking at her fiercely.
"I warned you to slow down."
"So, I couldn't help it."
"Listen," he said, "if you want me to come all over the upholstery and leave you high and dry, fine with me. But I'm warning you to stop."
CHAPTER FIVE
"Don't tell me you can come just by watching two people begin to fuck. I thought it would take more than that."
"Watching is kind of a kick, isn't it?"
"Since you feel that way, why don't you just pay attention to them, and let me worry about what's happening to your prick."
"I think I will. Her cunt looks pretty good from here."
Billy's mouth went dry as he turned his complete attention to the other two. It was weird in a wild sort of way. It was almost like watching himself fuck Jane, and yet still having her at his side to jerk him off. He was really digging on the rare perversion, and wondering if the guys knew what they were missing when they didn't get to fuck twins.
As her panties came down, Christine had put her hands over her cunt. She was still a little embarrassed at having an audience. Now that her panties were off, Jack let out with a loud war whoop, and looked down at the flushed face of the girl.
"Are you still thinking about struggling?"
"Why not? It's more fun that way."
"You know you want me to fuck you."
"You'll never be sure until you get your prick into me."
"You're just begging to be raped, aren't you?"
Billy looked at the girl's fevered eyes as she seduced the boy who was himself trying to be the seducer. Watching the mock rape was really getting to him. Now he was looking forward to having Jane jerk him off as he used the scene before him as his fantasy.
He looked to Jane, asking her silently to stroke him a little harder, but it was worse than before. She had stopped what she was doing completely. She had become totally absorbed in watching the other couple, and seemed to have forgotten that Bill was even there.
And just a few minutes before she had been chiding him for being so interested in watching the porno show. Since he had come to the house, he had become so enchanted with Jane, even thinking that he lusted for her was more like budding love.
But now he felt like a complete idiot. For just that little while he had actually believed that he could get Jane to be just his after this night. And now he could plainly see that he was nothing more to her than a dildo might be.
Just an instrument of her pleasure. She would have done just as well with Jack, or any other boy in the whole school. How stupid he was to have any romantic feelings at all. But then, he was always falling into that trap and getting himself hurt.
All he had to do was look at Jane's face and he could read everything that was going on in her mind. She was wishing with all her heart that it was she instead of her sister being attacked so wildly.
Well, if that was the way she wanted it, then it was okay with him. Now that he didn't have to concern himself with being her boyfriend, he could just relax and enjoy the night and whatever became of it. It was a sex kick, pure and simple. And now that was okay by him.
Why should he care how she got turned on. When the time came, he would be the one right there and ready to give her his prick to satisfy all the lust she had built up by watching the other couple. So he would still get what he wanted, even if love had nothing at all to do with it.
He really wanted to be like the other guys anyway. They were always calling him soft for thinking he had to care for the girls he fucked. Now he would fuck for the sake of the sex, just like they did, and the hell with what happened to the girl after that.
The girls were teaching him that lesson, and he knew that when he was a few years older, he would come out of this as a really cool, sharp guy. So what if she didn't care who it was that was fucking her. It was still his prick that would be getting the action, even if the faces were all alike to her.
He slipped his hand into her jeans and groped around in the wetness of her hairy snatch. Then he bent his head down and nibbled on her ear.
"Look at those two!"
"I might as well."
"What was that?"
"I said they were doing well."
While he had been lost in thought about his own present condition, Jack had been pretty busy. His pants were open and his stiff prick was standing out from them.
"He's got quite a rod!"
"That's what you said to me."
"Oh, yours is pretty good, too."
Billy couldn't help guessing how long it would be before Jane made arrangements to try his friend out. Well, fine! Jack would be sure to tell him, and that would be his signal to go after Christine.
He turned his sight to the twin sister, who was violently trying to give Jack her ass for his hands to play with, instead of her cunt. It looked like he was more powerful than she was. But Billy and Jane both knew the real truth.
Christine was putting up no struggle at all. It was all part of the show, and the audience was thoroughly enjoying it. In a fit of passion, Jack moved down to the floor with the girl and forced his body between her thighs, spreading them wide apart as he went.
The girl threw her hands up and began to make believe that she was beating him with her fists. From the way that they had fallen, it was easy for Jane and Billy to watch the sexual action.
By this time Billy was as much caught up in the excitement of watching the other couple as Jane was. She was still jerking him off, but it had gone to the point of slow motion. All of her concentration was on her sister's widespread cunt, and her writhing body that was pretending to get away from Jack's advances.
"That's really wild, the way she's fighting him off. You wonder if she's going to get away with it, even though you know they're going to be fucking pretty soon."
"I'm taking bets on Jack myself."
"So am I."
"Come on, Jack. Ram it into her!"
"Who the hell are you? The rooting section?"
Billy looked at Jane now. Her hand was still on his cock, but she had slowed to almost nothing. Her eyes were burning with excitement at seeing her sister get fucked pretty soon. Her whole body was shaking with the expectation.
Billy made fun of himself, for even thinking that the gleam in his eyes had anything to do with the fact that he was now plowing two fingers in and out of her mushy cunt.
"Go get her tiger."
"Don't let him in, Chris!"
"I thought you were on Jack's side."
"I just want to get some good action going."
Actually Billy didn't much care which way it went. They had already stimulated Jane quite a bit, and it was only a question of time before she would be asking for his prick.
"Look at that big prick of his."
"You look at it."
"What's the matter?"
"You seem to have forgotten that I have one."
"Not at all. I have it in my hand, don't I?"
"Then why aren't we doing anything with it?"
"We will. But first let's watch what they're doing. I can't wait to see him plow right into her."
"Sure baby, sure."
He smiled to himself, as he continued to work his fingers in and out of her cunt, knowing what he would soon be getting for all his trouble. Now he could feel her cunt swelling right in his hand, and her thighs kept clenching against his wrist.
She was certainly hot enough. He began to soul-kiss her deeply as he used his one free hand to play with one of her heaving tits. Every so often he looked up to see how the far action was going. Jack had just about won the battle with Christine. He had braced on his knees between her thighs, and his throbbing cock was already pressed up against her slit.
"You still fighting me?"
"I haven't made up my mind yet."
"You don't have a choice. I can ram this thing into you any time I want to. I'm just being charitable."
"Is that what you call it?"
Christine looked up and stared straight at the massive weapon that was aimed straight at the target of her cunt. Her body shook with passion and she looked into the boy's face. He was beaming down at her, just waiting for her to react.
"Come and get me!!!"
With that she dropped her hands to his ass, and pushed him right into her. Jane just about jumped right out of her chair with excitement as she saw Jack's prick start ramming into her sister's widespread cunt.
"Look at him go!"
She was yelling at the point where Jack's big prick was quickly becoming buried to the hilt in the body of her sister.
"Come on and fuck me, Jack."
"You bet, baby."
Christine threw herself back on the floor. Now Jack was able to straighten out his legs and start to work his hard-on in and out of her pulsing cunt. He felt like he was riding a wild mare, as she threw herself repeatedly up to him, raking her nails across his back, and begging for more, MORE!
Jack was so out of his head to be finally in her that he began to rip at her sweater, aching to get one of her breasts in his mouth.
"He's ripping the clothes right off her."
"We'll have to spend the rest of the night figuring out a story for our folks."
"Is it worth it?"
"Ask Christine. Look how wild she is."
Jane was getting just as wild as she watched the frantic fucking action going on in front of her.
"Frig me, Billy."
What Billy really wanted to do was jerk himself off, since Jane seemed to have forgotten what she was supposed to be doing. Jack had already torn off the girl's sweater and was now ripping off her bra. Her breasts were free now, and they shook every time he pushed himself into her.
Jack dropped his head down and sucked at both her nipples, each in their turn, as his prick continued to work like a pile driver in her cunt.
"Fuck her. Fuck her hard!"
Jane was groaning the words out as she pressed her cunt down on the boy's fingers as they continued to work her cunt into a frosty lather. Jack was working harder now. He was fucking fast with his eyes shut tight. Frantically he rammed his hard cock in and out of the mushy warmth of her swollen cunt.
Jack was having a problem. She had teased him too much, and he had wanted her too much. Already he was building to the crescendo that would mean the end of their wild sex spree.
"Are you going to come?"
"Yes. I can't hold back."
"You better, you bastard!"
"I can't, I can't!"
"Don't you dare shoot!"
Chris grabbed the boy's hips and made a last attempt to slow him down, but he couldn't even if he wanted to. He was too far gone to do anything but keep ramming into her with a fury.
"Don't come. You can't come."
"Sorry, baby. Sorry."
Her voice dropped from a screech to a mournful moan as Jack gave one final push into her wet cunt. Then his whole body shook, he shot his load, and he collapsed on top of her.
Christine stared at the boy with pure hatred in her eyes. She was as furious as she ever had been.
"You sonofabitch. Get off me."
She kicked at him, and Jack rolled over to the side on his belly. His cock was now limp and it lay sticky against his body. The girl was beside herself with anger.
She jumped up, and the come started to drip down her thighs. Her tits jiggled as she stamped her foot with rage.
"You call yourself a stud! You weren't even worth my spreading my legs in the first place."
"I thought it was."
"You would. You got your rocks off."
Chris was looking wildly around the room, as if she could find the answer to her frustration there. There was only Billy and her sister to turn to. Billy had stopped looking as soon as Jack shot his load. He had then turned his attention to Jane, and was busy frigging her, when Chris caught sight of him.
His cock was nice and hard, and it was standing out straight and ready for whatever action might befall it. She raced across to their side of the room, and all but pushed her sister aside as she dropped to her knees in front of Billy.
She stared at his hard-on for just one second before pushing it into her mouth and starting to suck on it. Then she looked up at him with pleading eyes. But Jane was the one who answered her.
"That's mine!"
"You can't let him leave me like this."
"Who says we can't."
"You're the one that made me do it in the first place."
"We didn't spread your legs for you."
"I need this cock. Now be a good sister and lend it to me. You know I would do the same for you."
"What do you say, Billy?"
"It's your sister."
"Okay. What the hell. It will be an even bigger kick than watching her with Jack."
"Are you sure?"
"Sure. Go ahead and fuck her. I want you to, and I want to watch every fucking second of it."
"Fuck me, Billy. You don't know how much I need it."
"Oh, I can tell."
"Then do it."
"Am I the one being raped now?"
"You bet you are."
Without giving Billy any more time to make up his mind, both girls took hold of him, and struggled to get him to the floor. Finally, they got him down on his back, and Chris climbed up on top of him. She worked her knees on either side of his hips, then reached down and took hold of his cock.
First she raised her body just a little. Then slowly she began to ease herself down, working his cock up into her starving cunt. Now that her assistance was no longer needed, Jane rolled out of the way, and propped herself up on her elbows so she could watch the show.
But she couldn't stay objective for very long. As soon as she saw Billy's cock being absorbed by her sister's body, she had to put her hand to her own cunt and start to work herself over.
Even if Billy had really wanted to think it over before fucking the twin sister, he now forgot any possible doubts. The thrill of feeling his hot cock piercing into the girl's hungry slit wiped out any thoughts of taking himself out of the action.
With his hands on her hips, he began to help her bob up and down on him.
"Help me more."
"I'm fucking as hard as I can."
"Try harder. Please. You have to!!"
Billy did the best he could, becoming incensed by the urgency in her voice. He tried to fuck up as fast as she was working herself down, and soon they worked out a smooth stroking that was pleasing them both no end!
He started ramming his cock smoothly in and out of her down-crushing cunt. As Jane watched, she began to frig herself hard. She had spread her legs very wide, and pushed her jeans down as far as they would go without stepping out of them.
She was working with three fingers now, ramming them in as deep as they would go, as she twisted herself against them. Jane herself could hardly believe how excited she had become in watching her sister being fucked by her own boyfriend.
In fact, she couldn't make up her mind if it might not even be better than being fucked by him herself. The couple in front of her had worked themselves into such a smooth rhythm, that Jane felt as if she were watching a ballet. Every time that Christine dropped her body all the way down on his raging cock, Billy heaved himself up to make sure that his pubic hair tangled with hers.
Jack had rolled himself into the corner and dozed off. Now that he had gotten his rocks off, he didn't much care what else happened that night. When Billy was finished, he would wake him up and they would drive home. It was all in a night's work.
The speed of their fucking was becoming incredible. As Jane watched, her whole body tensed as she felt herself climbing the heights of her own passion. Her fingers were flying in and out of her cunt now: Christine had finally gotten to where she was supposed to be with her first lover.
"I finally made it. Do you hear me, Jack.
This is what you were supposed to do to me. I'm coming. I'm coming."
She mashed her body down hard on the boy's throbbing cock, and then rubbed herself back and forth with the cock imbedded all the way in her. Soon she went into convulsions of pleasure and soaked his cock with her come.
When it was over, she fell face down on top of the boy, and kissed him with tears of gratitude in her eyes. But Billy wasn't interested in her gratitude. His cock was still aching, and he needed to get his rocks off in the worst way.
The voyeurism and the masturbation had all gotten to him, and his balls were actually in pain now. Christine was all for rolling off him, but he refused to let her go.
"You're not going anywhere. You stay right up there until I finish fucking you."
"I'm tired."
"Tired, shit! I gave you what you wanted. Now you better give it to me."
"Yes, I'll help you."
Christine was bone tired now, but she did her best to help the boy to his own orgasm. Jane's body tensed with excitement as she saw Billy now coming close to what he needed so badly.
His strokes were getting much faster now, and suddenly in midstroke, he came with such a heavy load, that Christine was knocked clear off him.
His cock now spurted the jets of come straight up in the air, and they came down like a fountain on top of his body.
"Look at that!"
"I am. Isn't it wild?"
As she saw the boy shooting his load up at the ceiling, Jane worked her hand frantically in her own cunt. Her legs were widespread and rigid, and she tossed her head back and shut her eyes tight now, wanting to shut out the rest of the world, and concentrate only on her impending come. It was building to a fantastic high and she raised her hips up, and her entire body shaking as tremors of come passed through her.
At this time Billy was happily sucking on Christine's tits, his cock beginning to warm once more. But the girls were tired and Jack was fast asleep. He decided to let it go. He could always get either one of the girls another time. He was sure of that.
Finally Jane spoke up.
"Remember that you owe me, Chris."
"Anything you want."
"Just one of the cocks you bring home some day."
"You don't ask for much, do you?"
"The same as I give you."
Then both girls looked over to the sleeping form of Jack. Billy had turned his head away, because he didn't want to burst out laughing. A little while ago, Jack had made fun of him, but now he was the one with the last laugh.
Well, he would just be a gentleman and keep his victory to himself. But Billy kicked his heel at Jack, and the boy awoke with a start.
"Nobody needs you, Jack."
"Yeah. That's why we let you sleep."
"Next time you come over, Billy, bring a guy along that has some balls. You know what I mean."
"Okay, you guys. Knock it off."
"Don't come back here, Jack."
"She means it."
"You know. Maybe you girls are being too rough on him."
"He could be right Jane. Look at that big dick of his. He could really do a job on a girl, if he could just learn some self-control."
"In the meantime, we both have Billy."
"Now hang on there. He was only a loan."
"But you didn't say for how long."
"Forget that right now. It's really late."
"Oh, wow! Not only do we have a mess down here, but I forgot about my room. We left it looking like a war zone."
"Ooopps, my underwear is still up there!"
"Get up there and grab it. There's no time to even put it on."
"Okay. I'll just stuff it in my jacket. It won't be the first time I ever came home with my shorts in my pocket."
"I don't care what you do with it. Just get it out of my room, and then the two of you get out of here."
"You get that Billy. We're like two old whores. They got their kicks and now they're throwing us out."
"Shut up, Jack. And help the girls clean up, until I get down there."
Billy made a mad dash upstairs and paused for just a second to smile at the mess on the bed. Here he was worried about getting the girl to dig him emotionally, and he was going home with the both of them in his hip pocket.
Who said that nice guys always finished last? He had finished on top, and twice over.
By the time he got downstairs, the cups and glasses were all washed, and the girls were putting all the cushions back in place. The room looked like four innocent kids had played some records, and then the boys shook hands at the door and left.
Could parents really be that stupid? They had to be, because all the kids in their crowd were getting away with the very same action. Billy looked from one face to the next. The girls looked happy, but he couldn't tell if his next phone call would produce the same results or not.
Nothing was for sure. He had beaten Jack out, and that would mean a lot to him in the future. He had been sick of Jack's riding him and now that part of their friendship was over.
As soon as they walked out the door, the two boys were finally on an equal level. Jack tried to say goodbye to him, and they all but ignored him. Billy, on the other hand, received passionate kisses from them both.
Just from that, he knew that one day, sooner or later, he would be welcomed back. Maybe this time, he wouldn't bring anyone with him. It would be pretty wild to get into that bed upstairs with both girls, and make it all three at the same time.
It was something to think about until they had the next chance. Then he remembered something that had been said in passing. An orgy?
"You girls said your parents were going away, right?"
"Yeah! So what?"
"So how about a party?"
"Is Jack invited?"
"Not if you don't want him to be."
"We don't."
"Let's get out of here Billy. I don't have to stand here and take this shit."
"I'll call you in a couple of days and we'll work it out."
"You're on."
The two boys got into the car, and Billy gunned the motor, wanting all the neighbors to hear that they were finally leaving. It was pretty late, and the streets were deserted. He pressed the pedal all the way down to the floor and screeched all the way to Jack's house.
Billy was feeling on top of the world, and he wanted all the peasants below him to know it.
CHAPTER SIX
Denise, and her best friend, Wanda had decided to spend this Friday night together and without dates. It was something they hadn't done in a long while.
And now Denise was almost sorry that she had bothered at all. Wendy was in one of her common black moods. Denise wanted to go to a discotheque, which of course meant boys. But Wendy wanted to see some mushy movie.
So to avoid a fight, they settled for the drive-in. There they could each find what they were looking for. Denise would be able to do a little cruising for studs, and Wendy could see some more of her girlfriends to gossip with.
Denise was hoping that the place would be good and crowded, so she would have a good selection of guys. She got her wish. At first they couldn't even spot any seats. But with one girl scouting at either end, they finally did.
They wound up next to Jack and Billy. Most of the kids from school were there. They had even spotted the twins off in another corner with a couple of football players from another school.
Denise was kind of glad that they had wound up at a table with Jack and Billy. She had her eyes on Billy for quite some time. Not only was he good-looking, but she guessed that he was hung. They were great points, but even better was the one that he seemed like such a nice guy. That was a rare commodity these days.
She didn't have much use for Jack, but then she didn't have much use for Wendy either. The two of them would be just perfect for each other. Denise flashed her best smile at Billy, letting him know right away, which direction the action would be taking.
"Hi, Denise. How's it all going?"
"Not bad."
"You girls seen any action lately?"
"Oh, a little."
What would Billy have thought if she told him that just a while in back she had been fucked by their very own principal. Would it make her seem like a real treasure, or would he walk away from her in disgust?
Things like that were better left unsaid.
"I missed seeing you around."
"Been a little busy."
"Yeah. Me, too."
As he spoke, he spotted the twins in the back. They were already hooking up with some new action. So what?
"Cracking those books?"
"That, and some other things."
Denise had learned early to play the game words with the boys. It was a technique that kept her folks pretty busy on the telephone, taking messages while she was out on so many dates.
But Mr. Evans had never called back, and while she did her best to accidentally run into him, she always seemed to be just missing him.
"Hey! How come the joint is hopping tonight?"
"Didn't you hear?"
"No."
"The twins are planning a real blast. They're calling it an orgy. The word got around that they were going to invite everyone they saw at this joint tonight."
"So the whole world came out."
"That's about the size of it."
"Can't say that I blame them. Whenever those two give a party, it's always one for the record books."
"I just got invited. You want me to square it for you two."
"How about it, Wendy."
"Sure. Could be a blast."
"Okay, wait here."
Billy went over to the twin's table and made the arrangements, while Jack made a very feeble attempt at conversation. Ever since his defeat in the sack with Christine, he hadn't been able to get anything going with other girls.
"What did they say?"
"It's fine with them."
"Since when did you get so close to those two?"
"Something going on there?"
"Nahhh. Just good friends."
"Glad to hear it, Billy."
"Why?"
"I don't mind telling you that I'm kind of interested myself."
"How come you never said anything?"
"You know how it is. A girl doesn't like to take a chance of being rejected. Doesn't look good."
"You think it looks good for a guy?"
"Don't tell me you were feeling the same way!"
"All right. I won't tell you."
"Hey! Far out!"
"What do you say, you and I go somewhere for a drive? I have the wheels tonight."
"So do I, and I have to do something about Wendy. Looks like she and Jack just don't make it. She must have wandered off."
They both started looking around for the missing girlfriend. She was at another table with three boys. Wasn't it just like her, Denise thought. First, she wasn't interested in guys, and now she was making it with three of them. Finally, she looked up and waved.
It looked like she had no intention of leaving. The three boys had edged their chairs very close, and were all trying to make her at the same time. She seemed to be in all her glory.
"I'll bet she leaves with one of them."
"Not her. All talk and very little action."
"Never?"
"Not never. But not in front of me."
"Plays the lady?"
"Academy Award."
"I hate a bitch like that."
"So do I."
"Then how come she's your friend?"
"So we can go places like this."
"Funny how much guys and girls are alike. I hate to walk into a joint by myself either."
"She's still talking."
"You'll see. As soon as she gives her number to the whole bunch, she'll be right back here."
Of course, Denise was right. As soon as the boys got up to go, numbers in hand, she walked back to the table, and barged right in on their conversation. She had what she wanted, and to hell with Denise.
"Let's go. This place is a bore."
"Were those guys a drag?"
"You bet. I couldn't wait to get rid of them."
"Didn't you give your number to anyone?"
"Of course not. Who needs guys that hang out in a place like this? No offense, Billy."
"I understand."
"I guess we better go."
The two girls drove home, barely speaking. Finally, when they stopped in front of Wendy's house, she hesitated before getting out of the car.
"What's up?"
"There's something you better know."
"What is it?"
"I've always dug you, Denise."
"That's a funny way of calling me your friend."
"It's more than that. I really dig you."
"Don't talk like that. It sounds like you're gay."
"I am, sort of."
"What?"
"You heard me."
"Are you trying to tell me that you're a lesbian?"
"Not exactly."
"How is a girl not exactly a lesbian?"
"When she can swing either way."
"You're putting me on!"
"Who kids about something like this?"
"You are serious, aren't you?"
"Never more in my life."
"I don't know what to say."
"You don't have to right now."
"What do you expect from me?"
"Think it over, Denise. It could be quite a kick for you."
"But I'm not queer."
"Neither am I."
"You just said you were."
"All I said is, I swing both ways. Look, I dig cock as much as you do. But every once in awhile, it's a kick to make it with a girl. Sometimes it's me, a girl, and another guy."
"That doesn't sound too bad.'
"Then you'll think about it?"
"Do I have to kiss you?"
"Not right now. But you never can tell. One of these nights, when we're maybe sharing a guy, you just might get turned on enough to want to do it to me yourself."
"I don't know how to ask you this."
"Ask anyway."
"Okay. You ever eat cunt?"
"Sometimes. It's a groove."
"How does it taste?"
"You curious?"
"Not that curious!"
"You are, but you just won't admit it."
"Maybe if I was really turned on."
"You mean if a guy was included?"
"Something like that."
"What if I could arrange it?"
"I don't know, Wendy. You have to give me a little time."
"What about the party?"
"In front of everybody?"
"Sure. That's the best way. In a crowd like that, nobody would notice. Come on, Denise."
"Which guy? I don't want it all over school."
"I have someone I've swung with before."
"Who is it?"
"I won't even tell you until the time comes.
"That proves I can trust you."
"Of course you can."
"I hope so."
"You shouldn't doubt it. We've been sitting here in the car all this time, and talking about it, and-"
"And you haven't touched me."
"The party then?"
"I'm not sure."
"You think about it, meanwhile."
"I will promise that much." 'That's all I can ask."
Wendy said goodbye, and then got out of the car in a hurry. She was aching to take Denise in her arms and hug her, but she knew if she did. She ran a good chance of blowing the whole thing.
She would have to be patient and wait. All she had to do at the party was get Denise a little high, and then she would have her. Meanwhile, she would do whatever she could to get the girl a little closer to her before the party. Build up her confidence.
As it turned out, Wendy got her chance with the girl even before the party. They were working on a class project together, and decided that they should do their research as a team, and get it done a whole lot faster. Denise did not agree that it would be much help, but she decided it was easier to go along with her than fight her.
She had forgotten all about their bi-sexual conversation. It was easier to put it completely out of her mind, than to face it. One night, Wendy asked her to stay over, as her parents were away, and she was afraid to stay in the big house alone.
They worked so late, that Denise had trouble keeping her eyes open. Wendy wanted to stay up and talk, but she conked right out on the twin bed, while her friend was in the middle of a sentence.
She wasn't sure how long she was sleeping before she became aware that the room was very quiet. The radio was off now, and so were the lights. But that wasn't what was bothering her.
Dimly, as her mind struggled to consciousness, she became aware that she was not alone in the bed. Was she dreaming?
No, she wasn't. Wendy had only just lightly touched her hands to the side of the girl's body, but it was enough for her to realize what was happening, and to know that her friend had no intention of waiting until the party to get her hands on her body.
"What are you doing, Wendy?"
"You just looked so beautiful there, that I couldn't help myself."
"I'm just not ready for it."
"You will be, if you just give yourself a chance."
"You said you only did it once in awhile, but now it looks like you really are a dyke."
"What if I am?"
"Then I want to get the hell out of here."
"I'm not, Denise. I swear it."
"What do you want from me?"
"To get to know you as two close friends really should."
"I just don't know. This is all so new to me."
"Why do you think I was so anxious for you, out of all my friends, to sleep over?"
"Did you think I could be trained as a dyke?"
"Stop talking like that. It's insulting."
"What is it then?"
"I just thought more of you than any of the other girls. And I really dig your looks."
"Is that supposed to be a compliment?"
"The highest."
"Is this your way of showing affection?"
"It's more like love than just affection. But if I call it that, you would feel all icky."
"That's true."
"Come on now, you still look so worried."
"It doesn't begin and end in this bed, you know. After we make it, however that's done, and no matter how it turns out, my life will never be the same, will it?"
"That's true, I guess."
"The part I don't understand, is why I'm not scared shit."
"Should you be?"
"Sure. I should be screaming my head off. Then I should run for my clothes and get the hell out of here while I still can."
"How come you're not?"
"I don't know."
"Maybe inside, you know it won't be all that bad."
Denise was beginning to think back to when the girls had first become close friends.
She wondered if Wendy had her eye on her all that time, and was just waiting for the chance.
"How did you get this way?"
"I'm not really sure myself. I always dug guys all right. As much as any girl. But there was always something in me that wanted to be as close to a girlfriend as I could. It was never easy, because most of them would react even worse than you did. Our crowd is really very square, no matter what they say or do."
"I suppose so. I never heard of anyone being gay, boy or girl. That is, until now."
"But that doesn't mean that there aren't some, does it?"
"I suppose not."
"They're just better at keeping their secrets than I am. Or maybe they just don't have the guts."
"Depends on how you look at it, I guess."
"You sound a little better, now."
"Maybe it's starting to grow on me."
"Look. I can tell you're interested. But I won't put another hand on you, unless you say that you want me to."
"Would you just sit close to me for a minute?"
"Sure, honey."
Wendy took her friend into her arms, and held her close, but without being erotic. It was the same way that any girlfriend would hold another who was so very troubled.
Suddenly, Denise began to cry, and once she did, she could not hold back the flow of tears. Her whole recent life had been such a confusing and painful jumble, especially after she had tried so hard to get back with Mr. Evans, and he was pretending she was dead.
She still wanted guys after that, but whenever it came down to putting out or getting out, she always asked to be taken home. She would have to do something in a hurry, because Billy was really a terrific guy, and he might be the answer to a lot of things, if she just gave herself a chance.
But right now, all she felt was scared and lonely. Wendy had held her even more tightly as she cried, and it was strange that she felt so warm and comfortable, being held like that. It was something like being held by her mother, when she was little, but it was very different than that, at the same time.
In a strange way, it was even closer than she could ever get to her mother. She had always been the kind of woman who thought that displays of affection were vulgar. Maybe that's why she went into fucking so early, and then had trouble picking the right guy.
A little rebellion, and a lot of hunger. Suddenly, the answers to all that were right here in Wendy's arms. She could pour her heart out to her, as she could with no other human being, male or female.
Wendy was really a very sweet girl, once she thought about it. They had always gotten along okay, except when it came to the subject of boys. Now she knew why, but now it didn't matter.
If Wendy could help her get her life back on the right track, with just a little love and affection, and provided that she didn't want to tangle up the other parts of her life because of it, then an affair like this could really be very useful.
There was also the possibility of a great kick. She was always one for sexual pleasure, no matter where it came from. Why shouldn't it come from her?
Suddenly, Denise felt that she was finally getting to understand what made the girl really tick. Once you understood your own needs and hang-ups, it was a lot easier to understand someone else's.
Now she wanted to share the kind of experience that her dear friend had to offer. Once she had thought it all out, it was suddenly very right to be doing such a thing with her. There was no point in thinking it over any further.
Both girls knew that the daylight would not come without their tasting each other's body. Denise was not as frightened to have Wendy work on her, as she was to give it back. She had been eaten out once or twice by guys, and it had been okay.
But to put her mouth on the cunt of another girl was something else. One step at a time, she told herself. It would be a heavy burden to carry, once it was over, and not easy to live with at times, but Denise knew that there was no way she would back out now that she had gotten this far along in her understanding.
She stared into her friend's sparkling eyes, and saw that there was sweet understanding, mixed with the need to share some sex. Her mouth had gone dry.
"Why did you wait until now?"
"There never seemed to be a right time before this. Besides, when I first met you, I had only recently been turned on to it myself."
"Were you afraid I would run?"
"I think so. And more than anything else, I wanted you to be my best friend. So I knew that even if I never got to lay a hand on you, I would always be able to keep you as a friend. And that was so much better than nothing. You're pretty special."
"I don't know about that."
"You are. There are a couple of other girls, I only hinted to, and they ran like hell."
"I wanted to."
"But you didn't, and that's what counts. You're scared, and so were they. But you heard me out. And you don't know how much that means to me. I was right to care for you so much."
Denise smiled warmly at her friend, and Wendy clutched her hand. Now she was starting to understand how much of a hard time Wendy must have had all this time at school, living with a secret she was forced to be ashamed of.
Making it with guys, when sometimes she wished so hard for a body that was a little softer, and with a lot less hair on it. It was amazing that she had held back from Denise for so long.
Denise wished she could take back some of the nasty things she had been saying about Wendy for so long. It all seemed so unfair now. There were so many things she wanted to say to her friend, but the words just weren't coming.
Instead, she pulled the girl's hand closer to herself, as if the very act of putting Wendy's hand on her body would make up for all the nasty things she had said about her. Somehow, the hand that had started out near her waist, wound up near her chest.
Wendy smiled at her, and pressed her palm against one of the full, heaving breasts. She waited to be pushed away, but, although Denise was damn scared, she let the hand stay.
"You're sure you know what you're doing?"
"Not completely. But I trust you."
"Do you know anything about what girls do?"
"Not really. I can only guess."
"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."
Then Wendy bent close to her friend, and kissed her softly on the cheek as she worked her arm around Denise's waist. Still, her friend did not flinch, and in fact, smiled at what was happening.
When Wendy put her mouth to her own, Denise found herself kissing back. That one real kiss was all it took before they were locked in a tight embrace, and kissing as passionately as a turned-on boy and girl would. It seemed just as natural.
Wendy was so encouraged by the fast way that Denise was taking to the new adventure, that she got very brave, and parted the girl's lips with her tongue. She felt no resistance, and was now able to work her tongue right in there and twist it around.
The girl was responding with great passion. In fact, she was starting to work out with her own tongue as well. This was a whole new bag. She had soul-kissed with boys many times, but it had never been like this. Their faces had never been so soft, and their mouths had never tasted so sweet. It was as if she had never kissed before.
Their tongues touched and tangled, as did their limbs. Their bodies were drawing closer and closer together. Denise found herself building to a real hunger for her girlfriend. It was unbelievable, but it was still happening.
Denise was responding out of passion, but Wendy's motions were those of an experienced lesbian. She was now sliding her hands up and down the sides of her friend's body, and enjoying the way Denise wriggled and got goose-bumps under her hands.
Straight or gay, there was no doubt that Denise was getting horny. She had expected to have to take it slow and easy with her, but she was now pleased to see that she could leave out a lot of the preliminaries and get right down to business.
She was pleased at her own good luck in choosing this friend, and excited to be having the kind of sex she had been needing for some time and had been unable to find, ever since the sophomore in her choral group had moved to California.
Wendy moved herself up a little, so that she would have room to work her hand across the front of the girl's body. Her hand was fumbling with the front of her pajamas. It was dark in the room, but she was still able to grope her way to the buttons.
As she started to work them open, Denise was getting more and more excited by the second. Just the thought of being undressed by another female was a big turn-on. The very perversion of the whole thing made it one groovy kick.
She was no longer the passive recipient of the girl's caresses. Now she was a willing one, finding herself to be really needing to have herself touched by the warm and tender girl.
Once the tops were open, Wendy did not wait to get them off her friend. She couldn't. She dove her hand right down to the elastic of her bottoms, and then into them, finding the girl's hot cunt, and starting to rub it. She knew that she was being far more aggressive than she had previously dared, but so far, Denise had given her no reason to stop.
Wendy kissed her very hard, so hard that it took Denise's breath away. She forced her mouth away from her friend's, and lay back on the pillow, trying to collect herself a little more, before continuing. Everything was happening like a blur.
She felt like she was on a roller coaster ride, wanting to get off because she was scared, but not doing it, because the ride was so exciting. All she could do was stay in the bed, and deal with whatever happened next. She had no will to resist at all.
Why should she? It all felt so good, and no one would ever know. Wendy didn't dare tell on her, because it would also-implicate herself. And she knew now, how hard she had always worked to keep that secret.
She stretched her arms and legs deliciously, feeling more erotic than she had in a long time. Who needed to hassle with the boys and men? If they came her way, that was fine and dandy.
If not, then stuff like this was so damn easy.
Why not just relax and enjoy it?
Meanwhile, Wendy was picking up on all the good vibrations that were being thrown her way. She leaned on her elbows so that she could work at the pajama bottoms, and pull them firmly down. Once she had gotten them down to her friend's ankles, she stopped. She just had to take a minute out to stare down at the gorgeous snatch that was just waiting for her. Denise was just as beautiful from the waist down as she was on the way up. She could easily see why she was so popular with the boys.
"Now's your chance."
"For what?"
"To speak up."
"There's nothing to say."
"You know that we could stop right here, and it would be like nothing ever happened. Just like two kids playing doctor, the way we used to when we were little girls."
"But we're not little girls now. We're women, and we have a right to do what we want, don't we?"
"We certainly do."
"Then let's go to it."
"Oh, Denise."
"Wendy, Wendy, teach me everything you know!"
"I will. And what I don't know, we'll learn together."
"That's beautiful."
"So are you."
With these last words, she began to rub the girl's hungry cunt very slowly, waiting to see what her response would be. It was one of damp excitement, and she was quickly encouraged to continue. Denise wriggled deliciously, as she felt her cunt being handled much more tenderly than it had ever been before.
And her own motions were turning Wendy on like crazy. The girl had all the natural instincts of a lesbian, even if she swore that she was straight as an arrow. .
As she started to rub a little harder and faster, she noticed her own cunt getting very damp, as she watched her friend progressing rapidly in their little experiment. The girl seemed to be getting drunk on the pleasure that she was dealing out to her.
In fact, she was getting pretty bold. She put her hand to her friend's pussy-rubbing one, and pressed it down harder, indicating that she wanted more of the same. When Wendy's hand found its way to her clit, she rubbed it back and forth, then pulled out to work down toward her asshole.
But the girl's hand stopped her, and coaxed it back to her clit. Her first time in bed with a girl, and already she was running the show. Well, it was her special night, so why not let her?
"I'm so hot, Wendy.
"Then why not get out of those things?"
"Yes. Yes, I should."
Wendy was still rubbing her cunt wildly as she half sat up and pulled the tops of her pajamas off her shoulders. As soon as they were exposed, her nipples became taut with excitement. She was breathing heavily, causing them to bounce on her chest.
As soon as she caught sight of them, Wendy stared at the big, beautiful breasts with wonder. Her own were quite small, and she had nothing but admiration for girls who were luckier than herself.
The evening was turning out better than she could have dreamed.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Now her own body was so hot, that she was anxious to get on with it. "Come lie down again."
"Yes, I can't wait for the next step."
"Neither can I."
Denise eased herself down on her back once more. Wendy's hand had never stopped massaging her cunt, but now she added another facet to the seduction of her good friend.
While the girl's eyes were closed, and she was moving her body with pleasure, Wendy dropped her mouth down to her friend's chest, and inhaled one of the nipples.
The tit was so large, and so delicious, that she soon found herself struggling to get as much as possible into her hungry mouth. She sucked at it carefully, knowing that she wanted to gobble the whole thing up, but not wanting to turn Denise off, just when they had gotten so far.
She grated the nipple gingerly between her teeth, and became a little anxious as she felt Denise tense up under her. Was she getting frightened again?
No. There was no motion to push her away. It was pleasure that was causing her body to tense.
Denise's body moved up, all by itself, as it wanted to get more of her cunt into her friend's hand. Wendy was more than happy to oblige her.
She was pleased to feel that her thighs were clenching and unclenching as she continued to rub at her now wet cunt.
Hungry, she started working on the other tit now, with her wet mouth. She was enjoying the slow eroticism of turning her friend on a little at a time.
But Denise was feeling very differently. She was excited beyond belief and fighting desperately to keep from coming right in her friend's hand.
Pleasure was running through every nerve in her heated body. She had surrendered herself to it long ago, and once she had the momentum of it, it had increased many times. She hoped that Wendy would be able to tell what was happening.
She could.
Her own excitement at the sight of her friend's clued her in. It was time that she tried a couple of fingers in the well-rubbed cunt. Wendy pushed one in, and then two. She twirled them around experimentally, and was pleased to feel the girl's cuntal walls start to vibrate around them.
Denise was starting to move all over the bed, as her body responded to the hot pleasure. Her mouth was dry, but she had to tell her friend how she was.
"Great. So great!"
"Do you want me to go further?"
"Oh, yes. Do it all to me."
"I needed to hear you say that."
"And I needed you to do it. I know that now."
"Oh, Denise!"
Wendy was excited right out of her mind as she listened to her friend encouraging her to take greater liberties with her body. She pushed a third finger right into the girl's cunt, and watched her whole body twitch as the welcome intrusion.
Now she spread her legs wide, and pushed her knees up, as she had so many times with the boys. She had learned with her very first boyfriends that the wider you spread yourself, the more pleasure you got out of it.
And now she wanted to enjoy this chance of a lifetime to the fullest. The vibrations were so good, that she wished Wendy could get her whole hand in there.
As her dear friend began to work the fingers faster in and out of her cunt, Denise found herself undulating against the invading hand. It was like she was fucking herself with her friend's hand. It was hard to believe that it was all happening.
But the pleasure she was feeling was very real.
"So great. Please don't stop."
"I have to."
"No, no!"
"Just to give you something even better."
"What is it?"
"My mouth."
"You're going to eat me?"
"Are you ready for it?" '
"Oh, yes!"
Wendy was awfully glad to hear that, because she couldn't wait any longer. She had to get her head down there, and bury it in her friend's crotch.
In no time at all, she had moved her body down so that her head was between the girl's widespread thighs. Now she inhaled her pungent warmth, realizing how close she was to her goal, and trembling with anticipation. If she didn't get on with it, she could just touch her cunt once, and shoot a load, just from being so close to eating this girl.
She darted her tongue out and immediately came away with a mouthful of love juice. Denise was already sopping wet from excitement, and she hadn't even gotten her tongue in there, yet.
Well, that was okay, because she had made her just as hot, without even putting a finger on her. She rubbed her face inside the hairy lips, and delighted in the stickiness that soon coated. It was the final appetizer she needed.
Now she went for the whole meal. She began to eat at the cunt like her life depended on it. Every bit of fluid that she lapped up only incited her to go back for more.
Wendy worked at her friend's cunt with great determination. She was sucking and licking in such a way that was carefully calculated to pull the most pleasure out of her.
She was doing it all beautifully. That was very easy to tell, since her friend was writhing and moaning all over the bed. Denise had forgotten all her inhibitions at being made love to by a girl, and was now living for just one thing: to enjoy the greatest come of her life.
It took very little more to get her into that condition. The wild tongue-lapping was like no other she had ever had. Only another girl knew how to pick out her most sensitive spots and attack them so well.
Her body was going rigid, as she felt herself building to an incredible high. Her ass came up off the bed, and smashed against her friend's tongue-lapping face.
Then her eyes rolled back in her head, and she felt herself being caught up in the black whirlpool of her own orgasm. She was mindless as the flood came forth.
Wendy was busy lapping up each drop as it came out of her friend's body. But her tongue couldn't work fast enough to keep pace with the torrent. She made a valiant effort nonetheless.
Finally, the liquids slowed down, and she was able to suck out every last drop of her friend's precious fluid. It was good that her friend had slowed down just then, because she was immediately called to her own urgency.
Her own body was tensing now, and she felt every nerve in her body alive and tingling with the ultimate excitement. Her face still buried in her friend's cunt, she pressed herself against Denise, and her body shook. Her come poured out so hot and fast, that she didn't even have a second to pull her bottoms off before they became soaked with her own come.
In spite of the fact that she could now feel it dripping all the way down her legs, she ignored what was happening to herself, and bent to complete the task of cleaning the come from the cunt of her dear friend.
It was clean as a whistle when she finally rolled to the side.
Wendy was exhausted, emotionally as well as physically. It had been hard work for both of them, but the results had been spectacular. It was hard to tell which one of them was breathing more heavily.
But it was Wendy who first got her breath back to a normal level, because there was something she badly needed to know.
"Are you sorry?"
"How could I be?"
"I just thought you might have gone along with me because it was such a weird kick."
"You think so?"
"It's possible. But that's over now, and I hope you can think a little clearly."
"I can."
'Then you liked it?"
"I loved it."
"Still friends?"
"More than friends. Lovers."
"Oh, Denise, you make me so happy."
"Come here, Wendy and hold me."
Wendy reached her arms out and moved to embrace her new-found lover. They cuddled together, and Denise kissed Wendy's closed eyelids. She noticed that there was just the hint of tears in them. This startled her.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm just so happy."
"So you're crying?"
"Kiss me again, and I'll stop."
"Of course I will!"
This time they kissed long and tenderly. Denise had calmed down physically, but she was still very excited at what had just happened.
"I can finally see your point about swinging both ways."
"You really can."
"Sure."
"There's even more, you know."
"What else is there?"
"We can try it sometime with a guy in the middle."
"That would be really sensational!"
"I can arrange it, if you want."
"Oh, I want. I want."
"Not worried about someone else finding out about us?"
"Not if you aren't."
"I'll be very careful."
"At the party?"
"Seems like a good time."
"There's only one thing wrong with that."
"What is it?"
"It means I have to wait until then before I can be like this again with you. Ages and ages!"
"We can always work something out in the meantime."
"I hope so. I really do."
"Look how much we've missed in the two years we've known each other."
"Not too much we can do about that."
"Except try to make up for lost time."
"We can certainly do something about that."
"Yes, we can, can't we?"
"If you want to, Denise."
"You know I do."
"Then I won't ever look for another girl, unless I hear from you that you've had your fill."
"I don't think I'll ever say those words."
"Well just have to wait and see." They snuggled close then, and Denise put her head on Wendy's chest, and fell right asleep. She felt safe and warm in her friend's arms. She felt that night that they would always find the time to be together like this.
It was all so perfect. As she slept, she dreamt of what they had just done, and of the boy they would soon be sharing. It was a very erotic dream.
So erotic, that when she awoke the next morning, she was horny enough to reach out for Wendy, hoping that they had the time for a repeat performance.
The other side of the bed was empty.
CHAPTER EIGHT
The days before the big party flew by for everyone. There were exams, graduation rehearsals for some of them, and all sorts of committees that had to be attended to. But everyone found a few moments here and there to look forward to it with great anticipation.
This party was not about to be like anyone else's. The twins always saw to it that their bashes were loud, wild, and raunchy. Everyone who had not been personally invited, was racing around school trying to get invited through mutual friends.
Most of them succeeded, and the next move was what to wear, and who to be seen walking through the door with. Pot was purchased, and bottles of wine were bought. Everything was in readiness.
All that remained now was for the parents to pack their bags and leave, and the chain link of signal calls to begin would start. Friday night finally came and the girls were ready.
It was a perfect night for an orgy. But they never called it that out loud. It was always a party, so that the word never got out to any of the adults. They were sure that if Principal Evans ever got word of their wild brawls, the school would probably be closed.
All of them believed that he was really a stuffy square. The girls could never believe how a sharp-looking dude like him could be so downright cold. Didn't matter! He could use the rest of his life to jerk off in the bathroom if he wanted to.
That was his problem. The kids were all for as much of the groovy life as they could build for themselves. They were working at it all the time. The girls checked all the bedrooms, made sure the stock of beer and ice was adequate, and made one last phone call to be sure that the pizzas would be delivered on time.
Billy and Tim were the first boys to arrive, and they were grateful for the help in moving furniture out of the center of the room, and stacking the record albums.
The girls also had a pool out back, and it had been there for a couple of years. All of them had thought of skinny-dipping, but the trees around the edge of the property had not been tall enough until this year. Tonight they would all be able to try it.
After the twins were satisfied that the house was about as ready as it was going .to be, they decided that a quick swim would be terrific. It wasn't dark enough yet to do it in the nude, but they lent the boys trunks, and quickly got into their own skimpy bikinis.
It was almost a mistake. As soon as the boys caught sight of the twins, nearly nude in their sexy swim outfits, they were all for making it upstairs to the bedrooms.
But the girls were in control, and they convinced the two that there would be plenty of time for lovemaking later, but who knew what time it would be before they could get into the pool. They thought that the boys looked damn good too, but they were willing to put off the festivities for a little while.
So they had themselves a good swim. They showed off a lot at the diving board. They would have continued to frolic in the water for awhile longer, but the sounds of voices coming into the house forced them to climb out and return to the arriving guests.
Quite a few of the kids were already in the house, and someone had turned on the stereo. Beer cans were being opened, and the house was starting to fill up with smoke.
There were a few kids whom they hadn't seen before, but it didn't much matter. They were sharp-looking guys and pretty girls, with all the characteristics of swingers.
Beer was passed to the swimmers and they all emptied their cans in a hurry. More guests were arriving all the time, and they were still in their suits. The boys were starting to feel very uncomfortable at' the crotch from the drying suits, and were looking for a chance to make a break upstairs and get out of their clothes.
But things were moving along much too fast, and they didn't want to miss out on any of the action. Billy spotted Denise coming into the house, and was pleased to see that she had persuaded Wendy to come along.
He was sure she didn't know that he had swung a couple of times with Wendy and another girl, but he really wanted to fuck her in the worst way, and it was possible that Wendy might help him out, to arrange it all.
Who knows, he thought, he might just include Wendy in a little trio.
The foursome was beginning to feel a little ridiculous in the dripping suits, and everyone was kidding them about having wet diapers. Finally it was Jane who straightened the whole thing out, and actually got the whole party rolling.
"I don't care what anyone says. I'm getting out of this suit."
"You don't have time to go upstairs. I can't handle this crowd alone."
"Who said anything about going upstairs? I don't give a good fuck. I'll get undressed right here."
"What about you boys?"
"We're game if you two are."
"Then it's settled."
Jane walked smack to the center of the crowd, and began to untie her skimpy halter top. She tossed it aside, and then unhooked her panties. In an instant, she was stark naked and the whole crowd was just staring.
Chris did not intend to be left in the shadow of her sister's courage, and she did the same with her suit. That was all the encouragement the boys needed to get out of their things. Billy was already stiff, and that made his suit an agony to continue to wear.
There was laughter and applause as the four kids turned in all directions, and struck up obscene poses. Billy had to take a leak, and reasoned that it was better to miss a few minutes of action, than to piss all over the floor.
He ran upstairs to the bathroom, and made for the door in such a hurry, that he banged right into Denise who started laughing as the front of her clothes got wet from his still-dripping body.
Billy started to laugh, too, but stopped as he felt her dainty little hand grab his balls and give them a friendly tug.
"That's some pair you've got."
"Glad I ran into you."
"So am I."
"What do you think of the rest of me?"
"The prick isn't bad, either."
"Nothing about the man?"
"As long as it goes with the prick, I would have to say that it's more than adequate."
"Should we stand here while I drip all over the carpet?"
"I'm sorry. You go ahead to the bathroom."
"Why not come with me?"
"Can I help whatever you'll be doing in there?"
"You certainly can."
Denise followed Billy's naked ass into the bathroom, and grabbed a towel. Then she began to rub his cock and balls all over with it.
She wasn't surprised to see that his cock was soon in hard, fighting condition. She put the towel down and stared at her work.
"Now, that's what I call a hard-on."
"Glad you approve."
"More than that. I want it."
"I'm all yours, baby."
He pulled the eager girl to him and kissed her roughly. Her mouth was warm and hungry. She worked her tongue into his mouth, and sucked his own out with her as she went.
Billy could feel her big tits pressing tightly against his naked chest. He rubbed his naked equipment along the crotch of her clothes. Denise reached down between them, and grabbed onto his cock once more, pulling at it, as they kissed.
"Billy?"
"Yes, dear."
"Your cock looks delicious."
"Want a nibble?"
"I want the whole thing."
"Go right ahead."
Denise was happy to hear that the boy was so willing. After her recent sex bout with Wendy, she had become extremely uninhibited, and was game not only to try anything, but to go right out and pick it up for herself.
She slipped right down to her knees, and rubbed her face all over with the hard-on and the big, hairy balls. When the cock was level with her mouth, she began to run her tongue up and down along the throbbing shaft.
Her long hair fell into her face, and for a little while, Billy couldn't even see what she was doing, but he certainly could feel it. She had opened her lips, wet them with saliva, and was now moving her head forward until she had the raging red knob of his dick securely between her lips.
She used one hand to brush the hair out of her eyes, and now Billy could watch her at work. First, she looked up at him for his approval.
When he nodded his head, as the signal to proceed, she took even more of the cock into her mouth, working her tongue all around it as it went in. Just watching the girl he had wanted for so long, now down on her knees, and sucking his dick, made him want to come.
In fact, when he felt that the whole length of his cock was finally down her throat, he had to stare very hard at the wall, to keep from shooting.
Denise smiled knowingly at him. She could tell that he was hair-trigger hot, and was only too happy to help him drop his load.
He could tell from her eager sucking, that she was the kind who swallowed the load once she had it in her mouth. But she turned out to be only teasing at what she was doing.
"If you want me, you'll have to fuck me."
"That's fine."
He helped the girl to a standing position, and she gave one last tug at his hard-on with her hand, to make sure that it stayed that way until they got to a bedroom.
"Was this what you were looking for?"
"It is more of what I had in mind."
"Whatever you want is okay with me."
"Beat you to the bed."
"But I'll beat you to the sex. I'm already naked."
"Don't worry. I'm a fast stripper."
Together, they flopped on the bed in the master bedroom. Billy took the exciting girl in his arms, and kissed her deeply, and felt her all over through the flimsy summer clothing.
"Hang on, boy. Give me a chance to get out of these."
"It's about time."
She stood up then, and since she did get a kick out of teasing boys, Denise deliberately took her time in getting out of her halter and jeans. It had exactly the effect on Billy that she was hoping for.
Denise stood close, as she got out of her panties, which were her last item of clothing. As soon as she stepped out of the panties, Billy reached out and pulled at a couple of her kinky hairs. "Hey!"
"You're a tease. Why shouldn't I be?"
"Because that's a woman's role."
"Fuck that."
"Wouldn't you rather fuck me?"
"Come on over here, and find out."
He was staring at her cunt with his cock throbbing painfully. It looked so sweet and juicy to him that he couldn't keep himself from caching out again and pulling her close enough to him to press his face into her pretty pussy. He loved the feel and smell and taste of her little cunt.
"Feels nice."
"Come a little closer."
"Do I dare?"
"I might just gobble you up."
"I wouldn't mind that."
"Are you sure you want me to?"
"Give me a little sample first."
"Okay."
She pushed her cunt closer to his face, and Billy ran his tongue up and down along the outside length of the slit. He was delighted to see her body shudder.
"How was the sample?"
"Not enough."
"What is your pleasure, madam?"
"That you eat me out until I can't stand up any longer."
"Do you think I can do it?"
"Nope."
"We'll have to see who's right."
"Come and get it. Eat me out."
Billy actually did dig eating pussy very much, but there was something in his still maturing male ego, that had to hear a girl ask for it before he dove into her snatch. Now that she had asked for it in such an appealing manner, he was happy to oblige her.
He stabbed his tongue right in between her hairy outer lips, and instantly tasted her body's juices. The girl tasted clean and that inspired him to work his tongue further in. Not only did he stab it deeply inside, but he worked it up along the inside of her slit as well, and soon he had the girl moaning and leaning her body against his hands for support. Her eyes were closed, and as her passion increased, she began to sway.
"What a wild tongue you have."
"Wait until you feel this."
His tongue worked up and out to her clitoris. Then he took it between his teeth, and nibbled gently at it. Denise went right out of her head with excitement. The exquisite pleasure caused her knees to buckle under her, and she fell against the boy, making them both go over onto the bed.
They were confused for just a second, but Billy took quick hold of the situation and spoke softly to her.
"I'll lay back like this. Did you ever sit on a guy's face?"
"That's wild!"
"Then try it."
"Billy, you are fantastic."
"Come on. Don't keep my hungry mouth waiting."
"I wouldn't think of it."
Quickly, the horny girl jumped up right on top of Billy, and spread her thighs wide, as she squatted over his face. As soon as his tongue made contact with her hot snatch, she grunted like an animal, and mashed her cunt against his face.
"Eat me. Eat me, Billy."
She was pretty crazy with the passion of it all, and Billy ate her out just as frantically as she needed him to.
Then her" bush was rubbing so fast and hard against his face, that he felt his skin being rubbed raw. But at that moment, he couldn't have cared less.
All he was interested in was eating the girl out as fast and furiously as he could, making her come. He wanted her to have a heavy one, needed to feel her come pouring down all over his face.
Life had gotten very kinky for him, of late, and with every sex scene that he had, he found himself looking for a new and different way the next time. New girls, and new kicks, whenever possible.
"Billy, Billy! It's happening!"
She was groaning all right, but her body had still not reached the state of frenzy that he was looking for. He lashed at her gasping cunt with his tongue and nibbled on her clit.
"Ohh, shit! Arrgghh!"
That was it. She was screaming and her body shook so much, that he started shaking along with her. Her orgasm was so intense, that Billy was sure she would be out of commission for the rest of the night.
But Denise was a spunky kid. With all the wild and varied kicks that she had been getting lately, she had learned the knack of enjoying it all to the fullest, and then springing right back. In just a few seconds, she was hot to trot all over again.
She worked her knees down between the boy's legs, and then slid along until her mouth was at his crotch.
"Now I want to suck you until you come."
"Will you drink it?"
"Yes. Just the way you did with me."
"No, Denise. No. Torture me a little. I want you to suck me until you know I'll pop at any second."
"And then?"
"And then I'm going to ram this big thing right into that delicious box of yours, and fuck the hell out of it."
"That's a deal."
"Hop to it, then."
She started to suck then, and kept one eye on his face all the while, while she kneaded his balls, and bobbed her pretty head up and down his throbbing weapon.
Billy closed his eyes and this time tried not to fight it. It was all up to her. If she was any good at her work, she would suck him to the razor's edge of orgasm, and then get it right into her cunt when his prick was at its ripest.
As it turned out, the girl did a fine job of bringing him constantly to almost painful readiness, and then stopping, letting him cool down a little before she started again.
"I can't stand it any more."
"That's what I was waiting for. Now fuck me."
"Roll over, baby. Make room for this dick."
Instantly, she rolled over on her back, and spread her legs wide. Billy took her hands, and made her grab her ankles, pulling the widespread legs all the way up against her chest.
She was bent double, and Billy never had a better shot at a gaping cunt than he did right then. He hopped right on top of her, and held his cock so that he was able to rub the knob of it up and down the length of her slit.
Every chance he got, he rubbed it across her angry red clit, receiving a moan of pleasure for each effort.
"You're driving me out of my skull."
"My very intention."
"Fuck me, dammit!"
"Is that any way to talk when you want something?"
"Please, Billy, please."
"Oh, yes, baby. I've got to now."
Still holding onto her ankles, she spread her legs wide, so that he could hear the bones in her thighs actually creak. He placed the head of his cock against her slit and started to push.
Her cunt was spread so wide, that he slipped right on in, on the lubrication of her recent come, and soon his balls were bouncing off the bottom of her cunt. His balls hit in their writhings the cheeks of her ass.
Denise was so hot and writhing so wildly, that she could no longer hold onto her ankles. She let them go and threw her feet up around his neck. Hanging tightly to him in that fashion, she started humping her body wildly against him, and the pair were soon throwing their tangled bodies all over the bed.
With her body tilted up and her legs so high on top of his body, he had the deepest possible penetration, which had him out of his head with intense pleasure.
Billy was hoping that he could hold off his orgasm until she had another one, and he barely succeeded. The swim, the stripping girls, and the talented cocksucking mouth of hers, all had whipped him into such a frenzy that he could only fuck her in that way out position for a couple of minutes before he felt his balls at the bursting point.
Fortunately, the girl was such a horny bitch, that she was ready for another come by the time he was going for his first. As she felt his body shudder, she started to come herself.
Billy was having one of those far-out comes that he felt in every part of his body, including his head and his hands. It was more than just intense. It also took quite a load out of him.
Every time that he spurted into her, he could feel her own body convulsing with some of her own. Then the two dropped onto their sides, in a state of sweaty exhaustion.
The two kids had just shared more than a common orgasm. Billy had dug the girl before he ever had his hands on her, and now it turned out that she felt pretty much the same way about him.
He was really glowing with this new sensation of fucking with a girl who genuinely dug him. As he lay close to her, his face pressed against her chest, he wondered just what kind of luck he had fallen into this night.
And whatever happened to his resolution to give up the idea of digging the girl that he fucked? Well, he was just a kid after all, and who expects a kid to keep his mind made up?
CHAPTER NINE
They talked and laughed for a little while, and finally decided that they should at least show their faces at the party for a few minutes before making it to the bedroom again.
"But promise me it will only be a few minutes?"
"How much do you want? Ten or fifteen?"
"Ten will do it. My batteries will be fully recharged by then."
"Okay, Billy-boy. You're on."
The kids kissed once more, and then Denise left her clothes behind, only stopping at the bathroom for a second to wipe the come off her thighs. Then the new-found lovers went back downstairs to join the crowd. They were happy to see that the party was in full swing, and they probably hadn't even been missed.
They walked around the room together for some time, as if both of them were reluctant to break the spell that fate seemed to have cast over them.
Billy was all for spending the rest of the night with her, but Jane was quick to spot what was happening.
"Remember the rules. No one sticks together."
"Come on."
"Look, Billy, we all agreed to it. And we all have to go along with it. Don't you think I'd like your prick too?"
So that was it! Jane had not bothered about Billy, until she saw him with someone else. If it weren't for his obvious attachment to Denise, she would have gone right on thinking of him as being dead.
What a bitch she was! She had been a pretty good fuck. But now he was glad she had shown her true colors. Otherwise, he might still be hung up on her, and never found a way to Denise.
"It's your party."
"What about you, Denise?"
"Okay. I don't want a fight in the middle of a crowd this big. Tell you what, Billy. Well meet later, and you can take me home."
"Now, isn't that sweet?"
"Enough, Jane. You had your way. You don't have jurisdiction over what happens once we leave."
"All right. Just see that you both keep your word."
"We will."
The young couple kissed, and then turned their heads in separate directions. There was an awful lot going on, so they might as well enjoy the show.
And there was quite a show going on. In the time that they had been upstairs, everyone had taken their clothes off. What they saw now was wall-to-wall skin.
Even though Jane had thrown a jealous fit, she was already off to one of the bedrooms with another guy. Some of the couples didn't even bother to go upstairs.
They seemed to be fucking all over the place. Every position known to the kids was being tried all over the house. Cocks were being sucked, and cunts were being eaten.
Some were being done one at a time, while others were doing it in sixty-nine.
Denise spotted Wendy with her face stuck between the wide-spread thighs of another girl. She snickered to herself. Certainly, it didn't take her long to break her promise of fidelity.
She was certainly very glad that she hadn't made the same promise. She had gone along with Wendy, but not come out and said the words, so the burden of guilt was squarely on Wendy's shoulders.
Now that Jane was out of sight, Billy and Denise took hands once again, and Denise was glad for the assistance. It was not easy to pick their way over the sprawled bodies that could be seen in every direction. Finally, they made it to the refreshment board where the twins had put out refreshments and beer.
Billy was ravenous. The hard fuck had given him quite an appetite. Denise felt the same way. In spite of her every-day huge appetite, she managed to keep herself in a perfect physical condition.
Now she was stuffing herself, as fast as she could get her hands on the food. Both of them ate huge helpings of sandwiches, and cold pizza, and washed it all down with the beer, which had now gotten warm.
But who cared? It was only fuel for the fires that were burning in their crotches.
One their stomachs were so full that they couldn't swallow another bite, they sat back on an easy chair together, and watched the action unfolding before them.
Billy spotted the other twin, Christine. She certainly seemed to be in a more willing mood than she had been the last time he was in their house. She was sprawled on the floor with a black dude, sixty-nining it like crazy.
"Look at that."
"They look like a chocolate and vanilla sundae."
"That was going to be my line."
"You see how compatible we are?"
"I saw that upstairs."
"How about another round?"
"Not while Jane is still up there."
"Who gives a shit about her?"
"That's not the point. She could get good and mad, and then throw all of us out. Why mess it up for the rest?"
"How noble of you."
"No. Just practical. We always have the best parties in this house. Why ruin a good thing?"
"Smart thinking."
"Naturally."
"That's my Billy."
"Hey, catch that action!"
"Where? There's action going on all over the place."
"Over there."
He took her head and pointed it in the direction that he was staring. One of the girls was sitting on a guy's lap, and his cock was buried all the way up into her. She was riding it wildly up and down, and sweating like a pig.
They could both tell, that she was about to come at any second.
"You do the count-down."
"Four, three, two one...."
"Blastoff!"
They laughed as they watched the girl drip spittle out of her mouth as her jaw dropped with ecstasy. Then her whole body went limp, while the boy continued to hammer away at her. In another minute, they heard his sounds of completion as well.
There was nothing really freaky going on as yet. But then, it was still pretty early in the evening. Some of the guys Billy knew were pretty fast guns, and they liked to go in for some of the straight stuff in the beginning.
That way they would have better control for when they got into the kinky stuff, and the group arrangements. It would be a little while longer, before everyone had at least gotten their rocks off once.
Then they would all be able to settle down and start to show off some of their specialties. Billy and Denise had three more beers apiece and both were pretty far out of it, when Tim and Christine came up to them, and suggested that they switch partners.
They really didn't want to, but Christine was one of the hostesses, and they knew that they couldn't refuse her.
Billy had fucked her before, although Denise didn't know it. So it didn't make much difference to him if he went another round. Not that he wouldn't have preferred Denise again.
Well, after the party, he was planning to go steady with her. So he might as well get his last kicks in with some of the other girls before then.
The four teenagers had to hunt around awhile, for some spare space on the floor. It reminded Billy of waiting for seats at the drive-in. He laughed.
"What's so funny?"
"Private joke."
"There's a good-sized space over there. We can all four get down together."
Billy started to laugh again. Only this time he was laughing harder than before.
"Out with it!"
"Maybe next party, we should give out parking permits."
"Just lay down and start fucking."
"Yeah, Billy. Save the jokes for the daylight hours."
Tim gave Billy a push, and the boy landed on his back. As long as he happened to be in that position, Christine climbed on top of him, and started to stuff his dick into her cunt.
That position was obviously getting to be a habit of hers. Well, it was okay with him, because she could fuck like hell when she was on top. She got his prick all the way into her, and started slowly, grinding away at him.
Even the slow motion had its effect, and as Billy began to feel himself starting to climb, he braced his heels on the floor and humped himself up into her.
"That's it, Billy. Sock it to me."
"Work, baby, work."
Christine reached behind herself, and grabbed his balls, just about the time she guessed that he might be getting ready to come. So she pressed them hard against each other, and discovered that she had made a very accurate calculation.
His balls were churning, but as she squeezed them, skyrockets went off in Billy's head, as he started to shoot. He didn't think his second come would be this intense after what had happened upstairs.
But there he was, straining again, and feeling his nuts go red-hot, and explode.
He had a little trick of his own. He watched her face until he saw that she was working on her own come. When her eyes closed, he pinched her nipples hard enough to make her cry out with pain.
But he had timed it so perfectly that it greatly intensified her orgasm. When this was over, Billy finally had a second to glance over to his right, so he could see how Denise was doing. He only needed a second to see that she was not having a very good time.
It was obvious that her heart wasn't in it from the first. Every chance she got, she looked over to Billy, and flashed him a helpless grin. It was easy to see that she was wishing it was Billy's prick ramming into her right then.
And he would have liked to tap the guy on the back and tell him to move over. But that was also against the rules. The kid had a very small dick, and after being fucked by Billy, her cunt was so stretched that she didn't even feel this other boy.
He wished he could speak up and tell her it would be all over soon, and then he would find a way to make it with her once again. She had been looking straight at him while he was thinking along those lines. And she must have picked up his vibrations, because she now started humping the small-dicked guy like crazy.
Not only was he small, but he had very little control. With her humping like crazy, she managed to get him off in about one minute flat. As soon as she felt his meager discharge, she pushed him off her.
Billy grabbed her by the hand, and they made a dash for the stairs as soon as they saw Christine had started to hunt around some more. But all of the bedroom doors were still closed, and they clung to each other sadly, only to have to spring apart once again, when Jane came popping out alone.
"What happened to the stud you were with?"
"He passed out in there."
"You sure know how to pick them."
"I picked you once, didn't I?"
"Don't be catty."
"What are you two doing together anyway?"
"We just happened to pass each other on the way to new partners."
"This is a busy intersection."
"I'll bet you were."
"We really fucked other people. I have your own sister as a witness this time."
"Who ever said that she was reliable?"
"You really are a bitch, aren't you?"
"Maybe I am, but this is still my house."
"Come on. We'll all go downstairs now. Maybe Jane can find something with a little more life in it."
This time, when they went downstairs, the party had picked up a bit. There were odd groups starting to show now. Two guys and a girl; two girls and a guy. Billy was sure he had even spotted a daisy chain, but it was too crowded to make it out for very long.
The air reeked of come, sweat, booze, and pot. Since once again, he was left without a spot, Billy made his way over to the windows and opened them a bit. The crowd was not as noisy as it usually was, and he knew if he didn't get some air into the place, kids would be blacking out all over the house.
He and Denise seemed to be the only ones who still had it together, and neither of them felt much like playing Red Cross for the rest of the crowd.
There was one good thing about the way the rest of them were getting high, especially Jane and Christine. Billy and Denise were able to sneak off into the kitchen together, where he lifted her up on the table, and spread her legs for her.
He fucked her standing up, right from that position. Whenever they fucked together, it always left them very tired. So after that, and for most of the night, they seemed to be the only constant spectators, although other couples would stop from time to time for a rest and look about them.
Later on, Billy somehow got caught up in a trio with the twins. Denise had disappeared, he thought, to get cleaned up in the bathroom. As soon as they noticed that he was alone, they grabbed him and practically dragged him off into a coiner.
Once again, Christine had him on his back. But this time, she sat on his face, instead of on his prick. Immediately, he started to eat her out.
He was hoping that Jane would do something nice and easy with his prick, and he was really too tired to have much come left in his balls.
"I'm climbing on, Billy. I could use a decent fuck."
"Have a heart, Jane. I just can't fuck anymore."
"Is the poor little boy drained dry already?"
"No, just tired."
"Okay, so I'll suck you."
"That's a little easier."
Now Billy was able to go back to his cunt sucking without fear that he would die of a heart attack that night. The sisters had turned around so that they were facing each other.
As their passion climbed, they suddenly reached out and started playing with one another's tits.
After the three of them came, the girls left Billy where he was lying, to doze off for awhile. He did not see them again until it was time to go home on Sunday night.
But Wendy was around, and she turned out to be more trouble than even Jan had been. It was two in the morning, and mostly everybody was crashing on the floor and the couches, trying to get a second wind. It seemed that no one had paid very much attention to Wendy.
Even Billy had only seen her for a couple of minutes here and there. He had sort of promised her a group fuck with Denise, but they had never gotten around to it. Now she seemed to be working herself up into a temper tantrum. Billy hoped someone would take care of her before it got too bad. Wendy was well-known for her violent temper.
She was starting to yell at the top of her lungs. "Clear a space. Gear a space!"
"What's up?"
"Bring me that big cushion over there."
"Give her what she wants."
"Is she stoned?"
"Probably."
"Maybe she's just horny."
"Someone get up there, and fuck her."
"Not a fuck. I don't want a fuck."
"Well, what do you want?"
"I want someone to eat me."
All the guys looked around to each other, some pushing and some prodding. A couple hung back, the ones that were really dead tired. But some did come forward to volunteer.
They all thought that would make her happy.
But it didn't. She was crying. Now she screamed.
"I don't want a guy. All guys are bastards."
"Oh, Billy. She's going to spill the beans now."
"You know she's gay?"
"She says she's bisexual."
"Actually, she is."
"How do you know?"
"She asked me to arrange something with you and me."
"Oh, shit."
"Don't be upset. It's all cool as far as I'm concerned."
"I only did it the once."
"I said it's cool."
"No it isn't. What if she talks?"
"She's too stoned."
"I don't know about that."
"Hey, Wendy, you gay?"
"Damn straight I am."
"Any girl in this room one of your lovers?"
Denise's heart sank when she heard that last question. She was sure that Wendy was going to point her out. But she and Billy went through the floor when she finally did call out.
"Chris. Where's my Chris?"
"No wonder she's always such a freaky lady."
"Did you suspect?"
"I can't tell with anyone anymore."
"I'm beginning to feel the same way myself."
There was no way that Christine could back out now. Her name had been shouted to the rafters. And she just figured she might as well go up there, and eat her out. When the party was over, she could always say that they were both stoned, and didn't know what was happening.
"Quiet down, Wendy."
"I won't until you come here and take care of me."
"Your maid is at your service."
As soon as Wendy saw that Chris was really going to make it with her in front of everyone, she spread her legs really wide, and raised her cunt right up to meet Christine's face.
When the girl moved closer, she stretched her neck, and sucked on one of the twin's nipples for just a second, then her head fell down again, as Christine dropped her face between the girl's burning thighs and started to suck away at her.
It was easy to see that this was not the first time for the two girls. They fitted to each other's body like long-practiced lovers. But both girls still swung with guys, so no one felt that they were all that queer.
Besides, at a party like that, anything was okay. If only the two of them didn't seem to be enjoying it so much. Most of the girls and the guys in the crowd were usually willing to go along with just about anything.
But the spectators could tell that they were doing it just to please their audience. This, in addition to the fact that even a blind man could see that the girls definitely had something going for each other made it a kinky scene for the guys to be watching.
Most of them got turned on when they watched the two girls in action. Even Billy found himself getting another hard-on, as he watched Chris drive right into Wendy's outstretched cunt.
Denise spotted what was happening to him, but she wasn't jealous. It was only natural that he be turned on by a scene like that. Even she was.
She herself knew how wild it could be to have a girl eating her cunt out. She could just about feel that tongue going into her own cunt, if she let her imagination go free.
This party was turning into a real swinger.
Later, it got even wilder and wilder.
After a very long time the crowd started to thin. Some found themselves nodding out in corners and others had left before the eventuality of boredom set in as does happen at almost any party.
Some were still fucking and sucking one another and one could catch a whiff of the odor permeating the living room from so much bodily stimulation. But, let it truly be said that this was really one of those special events of the school season-not just another fucking social.
