It has been said that nearly every community contains a cross section of Americans within its confines. Every town has its doctors and lawyers, its coaches and teachers, and its clerks and carpenters, and each individual has in turn been touched to some extent by emotions common to all men--greed, lust, envy, and distress.
PRETTY HOT IN PINK is a story of everyday, responsible people whose lives are wrought with common frailties; people who seek pleasure, profit, expediency; people not unlike those who may live in your town or your neighborhood. Respectable citizens--yes, but not without the foibles and weaknesses seen every day in nearly every city.
PRETTY HOT IN PINK provides a unique insight into those emotions with which we all must live, a look at Americans at the grassroots level.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Tracy Thomas was one of the prettiest girls at Hamilton High. Petite, curvy and blond, with a cute face and big blue eyes, she should have been able to attract any boy she wanted. So why was she being treated like a leper?
As the kids hurried out of the building at the end of the day, nobody walked with Tracy, said hello to her, or even looked at her. It was like she just didn't exist. She felt so lonely, and she would have given anything to be part of the in crowd.
It was the same story everywhere she went to school. Tracy's dad was in the army, so the family moved around a lot, and Tracy was always the new kid. Nobody would welcome her into their gang. She was fed up with being the outsider.
Now she was watching one of the most popular couples at Hamilton High, the class president Mark Davis and the homecoming queen Kelly King. They were holding hands as they walked across the school grounds and disappeared into a nearby city park. Tracy wondered what they were up to.
Unable to contain her curiosity, she followed them. She didn't have anything else to do. Perhaps it wasn't very nice of her to sneak after the couple and spy on them, but nobody was being very nice to her, either. She hurried to the park and began looking for Mark and Kelly.
Soon she heard whispering and giggling from some bushes. She crept closer, peering out between the leaves, and saw that Mark and Kelly had found a hidden clearing. They were sitting on the grass with their arms around each other, kissing.
Tracy watched them with great interest. She was always eager to learn more about sex. Oh, she knew the facts of life, and she'd had sex education courses at school, but she still didn't know what love-making was really like. She'd never stayed at one school long enough to have a boyfriend.
Mark was easing his tongue into Kelly's mouth and wiggling it around, and she really seemed to like that. She gurgled and squealed with excitement, and she ran her hands all over his body. When they finally came up for air, she was flushed and breathing hard.
"I better go home now, babe," she said. "You're getting me too excited."
"Aw, don't go yet," Mark begged. "This is fun."
He kissed her again, sliding his whole tongue into her mouth, and Kelly gave a lusty gurgle. Mark eased her down on the grass and lay half on top of her. He slid his hands onto her pert high-riding tits, squeezing them through her sweatshirt.
"Mark, stop that," Kelly gasped.
She tried to pull his hands off her tits, but he wouldn't let go. He was a lot bigger and stronger than she was. She blushed furiously as he molded and squeezed her firm breasts. His eyes gleamed with hot excitement. Then he slid his hands under her shirt.
"Mark Davis, you stop that!" Kelly shrieked.
"Oh, come on, honey, I just wanta touch 'em," Mark pleaded, his voice hoarse and horny.
"I said no!" Kelly snapped.
Watching intently from her hiding place, Tracy wondered what all the fuss was about. She'd love to have had a guy playing with her tits, and she wouldn't have gotten upset about a few kisses. She'd hardly had a chance to date, so she was envious of Kelly. Now Kelly was trying to get Mark's hands off her bra, but he was too strong for her. He pushed up her shirt, exposing the lacy little bra, and fumbled with the catch. While Kelly squealed in protest, he managed to get the garment off her.
"Oh, wow, fantastic!" he breathed, staring at her naked tits.
Kelly was too stunned to say a word. She just lay there in shock as her boyfriend ogled her bare tits for the first time. They were orange sized and perfectly firm and round, capped with small pink nipples. Tracy thought they were gorgeous and, obviously, so did Mark.
He slid his big hot hands over Kelly's tits and squeezed them gently. She shivered and gurgled. In spite of her outrage, she seemed to like him to touch her tits. He got a little bolder, leaning down to flick her nipples with his tongue. "Ohhhhh, honey!" she moaned.
"You like that?" he rasped.
"Yes, but you shouldn't do it!" she sighed. "You know it isn't right!"
"According to your folks, it isn't right," Mark said, losing patience. "But are you sure they know everything?"
He jammed one of her cute pink nipples into his mouth and started sucking it. Kelly gave a shrill squeal of pleasure, and her eyes rolled. She went limp and submissive, unable to resist the hot pleasure he was giving her.
Tracy watched with envy and excitement. She was getting that all-too-familiar feeling between her thighs, that hot moist sensation she had when she thought about boys and sex. Watching this couple make love was turning her on like crazy.
The most Tracy had ever done with a boy was hold hands and kiss. She'd never had a chance to do more. If she ever got the chance, look out! She wanted to do every wild thing in the book, maybe even fuck. She wasn't quite sure yet about that.
But she definitely wanted to do all the things Kelly and Mark were doing. She'd just love to have a boy kiss and fondle her and suck her tits. Kelly sure liked it. She was gurgling and moaning as Mark sucked one nipple, then the other, leaving the little nubs glistening with hot spit.
"Oh, Mark, you gotta stop!" Kelly moaned. "I can't take any more!"
"I can't stop now, honey," Mark said hoarsely. "Look at this."
He rolled away from her a little and let her see the fly of his jeans. There was a huge hard bulge there. Kelly stared at it and blushed deeply. Tracy could hardly contain her excitement. Maybe at last she was going to see a real- live cock.
"See what you did to me?" Mark exclaimed. "You gave me a hard-on! You gotta help me out now!"
"Help you out?" Kelly said. "How do you mean?"
"Get me off," he said. "I'll show you how. Please, Kelly, do this for me. My cock will hurt if you don't."
"Well, all right," Kelly said.
But she didn't seem convinced that it was right. She watched nervously as Mark unzipped his jeans and pulled them down to his knees. The crotch of his jockey shorts was crammed with hard meat. He eased the shorts carefully down over his hard-on.
In the bushes Tracy held her breath. She'd seen pictures of cocks, diagrams of cocks, but never the real thing. Her eyes got bigger and bigger as Mark uncovered his engorged prick. It snapped free of his shorts and stood right up, aimed at the sky.
"Oh, my gosh!" Kelly breathed. "It's huge!"
She'd taken the words right out of Tracy's mouth. Tracy really hadn't expected cocks to be that big. Mark's rigid boner was a good seven inches long and very thick. It bulged with blue veins, and it was leaking a glistening stream of hot liquid.
"All you have to do is hold it and pump it," Mark told Kelly.
"Uh, I don't think I wanta," she said, drawing back.
"Come on, it won't bite," he said. "I need it, baby."
He took her hand and wrapped her fingers around his hot hard prick. Tracy sure wished it was her hand, not Kelly's. She was dying to touch and explore a cock. She wouldn't have been nervous or reluctant. But Kelly was frowning as Mark made her hold his prick.
"I don't think my folks would approve of this," she said.
"Forget your folks!" Mark groaned.
He moved her hand up and down his painfully swollen cock, showing her how to jack him off. She wasn't too eager to do it, but she quickly got the idea. He let go of her hand and let her do it alone. He lay there sighing with lust.
"Yeah, that's great, honey!" he moaned.
"Just keep doing that, get me off!"
Kelly was still frowning as she pumped his cock in her little fist, but she was obviously very interested in his meat. She watched the thick hot globs of cream ooze from his piss hole and run down to wet her fingers, and she felt the hot steady throbbing of his meat.
Tracy was almost moaning with envy. She wanted so much to play with a cock and explore it. Her pussy was hot, steamy and swollen, and she had the naughty urge to play with herself right then and there. But it seemed like a dangerous place to masturbate.
Masturbation was Tracy's only sexual release, since she'd never had a steady boyfriend. She played with herself shamelessly, doing it two and three times a night. She didn't see anything wrong with it. It wasn't hurting anybody else and it made her feel so good.
"Awwww, yeah, faster now!" Mark groaned.
Kelly obediently pumped his engorged prick faster and harder, and he got deeply flushed. His nostrils flared, and he began panting harshly. More thick cream gushed from his piss hole and dribbled down to soak Kelly's little fist.
"Yeah, terrific, I'm almost there!" he groaned.
Tracy almost sighed aloud. She'd just adore to jack a guy off. But when would she ever get the chance? No guy at Hamilton High would even look at her because she wasn't part of the in crowd. She couldn't play with a cock if she couldn't even get a date.
"Unnnnnhhhh, shit, unnnnhhhh!" Mark groaned.
"Mark, don't swear," Kelly scolded.
Mark didn't even hear her. His eyes rolled wildly, then closed tight. He began to fuck her fist, hammering his nearly-exploding prick between her juice-slick fingers. Suddenly he let out a yell, and his cock shot thick wads of cream into the air.
"Unnnnhhh, fuck, aaawwwwwww!" he yelped.
"Oh, my gosh!" Kelly gasped.
Dazed, she watched him come, feeling his cock buck in her fist. Tracy watched with equal excitement, her pussy seething and wet. She wished she could have a few minutes alone with Mark. She'd show him that she wasn't a prude like Kelly. But of course she didn't have a chance in hell of dating the popular class president.
"Mmmmm, that was great, baby!" Mark sighed. "Want me to get you off now?"
"How would you do that?" Kelly asked warily.
"Like this," he said with a grin.
Kelly gasped in shock as he suddenly shoved his hand down the front of her jeans. With his other hand he unzipped her fly. He reached right inside her panties and started sawing a stiff finger over the moist tender folds of her pussy. She turned red as a beet.
"Mark, you stop!" she stammered. "Unnnhhhh, God, no, ooooooooh!"
Kelly didn't know what she wanted. Her stern moral code told her that this was wrong, but it felt so damned good. Watching from the bushes, Tracy sensed how exciting it would be to have a cute boy playing with her pussy. She ached to trade places with Kelly.
"Ohhhhh, Mark, honey, unnnnhhhh!" Kelly babbled.
"Yeah, just relax and let me make you come," Mark said soothingly.
Kelly couldn't resist the pleasure. She lay limp on the grass and let Mark tug her jeans and panties down to her knees. He ogled her cute little dark bush and the moist pink flesh of her gash. He sawed his middle finger stiffly over the slippery flesh.
He was rubbing her clit. Tracy could see that now. No wonder Kelly was going crazy with pleasure. Mark was working his finger back and forth over that tiny hooded lump of flesh, the most sensitive organ of her body. Hot stabs of pleasure sizzled through her pussy.
"Ohhhhh, honey, I shouldn't let you do that, but it feels so good!" Kelly sobbed.
Mark suddenly grasped her slick little joy button between his thumb and forefinger. He began kneading it rhythmically, and Kelly wept with ecstasy. Molten cream spurted thickly from her virgin cunt and soaked his busy fingers.
"Oooooh, yesssss!" she squealed. "Keep doing that, Mark, don't stop!"
Mark kneaded her clit faster and faster, and she clawed the grass and squeezed her eyes shut, blotting out everything but the wonderful Sensations he was giving her. Tracy watched in hot envy, wishing she had a boyfriend of her own to do all those fun and exciting things to her. She envied Kelly so much.
"Unnnnhhh, ohhhhhhh, whaaahhhhhh!" Kelly suddenly wailed.
She was coming, her slim body rocked by hard spasms of pleasure. Her heels drummed the grass, and thick floods of pearly come-juice squirted from her cunt and drenched Mark's whole hand. He kept kneading her clit as she came, giving her a long intense climax.
As he fondled her clit and watched her come, his cock grew hard again.
CHAPTER TWO
Kelly came for long delicious seconds, then went limp and gasping.
"Oh, Mark, that felt so good!" she sighed. "But I really better get home now."
"You can't go yet, Kelly," Mark said. "Look at this."
He wagged his newly stiffened cock at her, and she groaned. "Again? But Mark, I just got you off."
"You make me horny all the time," he grinned. "Come on, Kelly, let's really make out. We're going steady, after all. We gotta do more than hold hands and kiss."
Kelly sat up, suspicious and alert.
"What are you suggesting, Mark?" she asked. "You know what I told you when I agreed to go steady. I'm a good girl. I'm saving it for marriage."
"You really wanta wait that long?" Mark leered. "Think how much fun we could have."
"Mark, absolutely not," Kelly snapped. "Oh, okay, we'll just fool around a little," he sighed, reaching for her.
He pulled her close and kissed her, sinking his tongue deep into her mouth. As they kissed, he tugged his jeans and shorts off all the way, then stripped Kelly from the waist down. He pressed his stiff drooling cock against her belly and let it throb and juice. Kelly whimpered with excitement and ground her mound against his prick.
"Come on, baby!" Mark groaned. "You really wanta fuck!"
"Sure I do!" Kelly panted. "But I'm not gonna, so just forget it! Let's get each other off again, like we just did."
"Yeah, sure," Mark sighed in disappointment.
It must have been hell for him to have his engorged cock only inches from his girlfriend's tight and juicy cunt, only to have her refuse to fuck. Tracy was writhing with lusty excitement by now, dying to know how it would feel to take a boy's stiff cock into her cunt.
She would have done anything to take Kelly's place, even for a minute or so. She wanted to press her naked body against a boy, feel his cock, feel his hand between her thighs. She was so eager, so ready. It was maddening that she couldn't even get a guy to look at her.
All she could do was crouch there in the bushes and spy on this horny couple, eating her heart out and aching to play with herself. By now she'd creamed right through her panties and jeans, and her pussy felt achingly hot and swollen. She was just dying to have an orgasm. But could she risk masturbating in public?
She debated about it while she spied on Mark and Kelly. Mark was kneading the girl's clit now, rolling it between his fingers and making her squeal and cream. She was pumping his cock eagerly, running her hot little fist up and down the thick blue-veined pillar of meat.
"Ooooh, ooooh, honey, isn't this fun?" she moaned.
"I'd rather be fucking," Mark muttered.
Kelly didn't seem to hear him. She was just loving his finger-play on her hot throbbing joy button, and she wasn't so shy about playing with his cock any more. She was saving her cherry for marriage, but she saw nothing wrong with this.
"Mmmmm, just a little more, honey!" she moaned. "I'm so close!"
Mark suddenly got a wicked glint in his eyes, and Tracy suspected he was up to something.
"You'll like this even better," he panted.
He took his middle finger and started sliding it into the girl's tiny virgin cunt. She gasped, then gurgled and shivered with excitement as her pussy was penetrated and stuffed for the very first time. She creamed hard, soaking Mark's hand with glistening juice.
"Ooooooh, yeah, more!" she cried.
Mark slowly but steadily eased his whole finger into Kelly's hot and slippery little cunt. She writhed around his finger, loving the sensation of having her cunt crammed. He started jerking his finger in a quick fucking motion, and she liked that even more.
"Ohhhhh, God, yesssss!" she moaned. "Keep doing that to me, Mark, make me come that way!"
She was so absorbed in what he was doing to her that she forgot to pump his cock. Mark wasn't complaining, though. He pistoned his thick middle finger faster and faster in her squirting cunt, and as she got carried away by the hot pleasure, he gently eased her legs wide open.
Gradually, very patiently, he eased himself on top of her, sinking down between her widely parted thighs. Tracy watched in breathless excitement. She thought she saw what his plan was now, and she could hardly keep from giggling. Kelly was sure in for a surprise.
Quickly Mark jerked his cream-drenched finger out of Kelly's cunt and substituted his cock.
"Mark, what--unnnnhhhhh!" Kelly gasped.
Something much harder and thicker than his finger was filling her virgin cunt. She opened her eyes and looked down to see him pushing his prick into her. Her mouth dropped open, and she was speechless with surprise as Mark gave her every throbbing inch of his steel-stiff prick.
"Ahhhhhh, fuck, yeah!" he groaned.
Tracy was creaming like crazy as she watched. Now she was sure she wanted to fuck. It looked so exciting. She wanted something hard and stiff in her hungry little cunt, and she wanted it now. She couldn't have a cock, but there was her own finger.
She looked around and was pretty sure that nobody could see her in the bushes. She quickly unzipped her jeans and slid a hand down inside her panties, touching the soft warm fur of her bush. She caressed the sizzling wet flesh of her gash and found the tiny tight mouth of her cunt.
While she was searching out her virgin pussy hole, Mark thrust his prick into Kelly's cunt till only his balls showed. Catching his breath, he began fucking the astonished girl in slow, deep, sensuous strokes. Kelly lay there in shock, eyes wide, mouth open.
She probably couldn't believe what was happening to her. She'd guarded her virginity so carefully, and now Mark had taken it from her with a ridiculously simple trick. She felt his thick rock-hard cock pumping deep and hard into her cream-slick cunt.
Then she exploded into giggles.
"Mark, damn you," she laughed.
He grinned at her and said, "Like it?"
"Yeah," she gurgled, "I like it a lot. Do it a little faster, okay?"
"I'll do it standing on my head if you want!" he sighed.
He slid his hands under her cute little ass and cupped the hot globes, then sawed his stiff prick faster in her tiny but slippery cunt. Kelly gurgled with delight and snaked her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. She lustily ground her mound against his shaft.
"Mmmmm, yeah, honey, fuck me!" she moaned. "I really love it, Mark!"
That did it for Tracy. She just couldn't keep her hands off herself a second longer. Kelly was getting all kinds of pleasure, and Tracy wasn't getting any relief at all. She made her middle finger stiff and stuck it up her steaming little cunt.
"Unnnnhhh, shit, yesssss!" she gurgled.
No danger of her being overheard, not over Kelly's shrill squeals and Mark's hoarse groans. She began to finger-fuck herself, copying Mark's quick steady rhythm. While his thick blue-veined cock reamed Kelly's cunt, Tracy reamed her own thirsty cunt with her rigid finger and gave herself hot stabs of pleasure.
Tracy had developed a lot of ways to masturbate over the years, and this was one of her favorites. In bed at night she'd think about a guy who attracted her, a TV star or somebody at school, then pretend he was fucking her. She'd pretend her finger was his cock.
It was still fun, but the fantasy didn't hold up so well now that she'd seen a real cock. Her own eyes told her that her finger was slim and tiny compared to Mark's fat rock-hard cock. She really was getting no idea at all of how a cock would feel.
"Unnnnhhh, yeah, harder now!" Kelly moaned. "Do it to me harder, babe!"
"You got it!" Mark groaned.
Firming his grip on her churning ass, he hammered his steely cock into her squirting cunt. Their naked bodies slapped together as they fucked. Kelly was fucking back at him now, jerking her hips to his rhythm. The two horny kids were going at each other like rutting animals.
"Ooooooh, fuck shit, oooooooh!" Kelly squealed.
"Kelly, don't swear," Mark teased.
Spying on them from just a few yards away, Tracy felt frustrated. She loved to play with herself, and it felt great to piston her stiff finger in her cunt, but she knew she wasn't getting as much pleasure and excitement as Kelly was. Masturbation just couldn't be as good as fucking.
Still, it was all she had. She had no horny, handsome boyfriend of her own to hammer his cock in her. She had to pretend, make believe with her finger. It was the best she could do till she figured out how to get a date at Hamilton High.
"Harder!" Kelly moaned. "Really give it to me, babe, fuck me as hard as you can!"
Mark was delighted to obey. Groaning with pleasure, he fucked into her like a pile driver, slamming her slim body and making her gasp for breath. He rocketed out of control, fucking her so hard that his body was almost a blur to Tracy.
"Unnnhhh, fuck, yeah!" he groaned.
"Ooooooh, shit, yessssss!" Kelly wailed.
Tracy was panting right along with them, pistoning her slim finger faster and faster in her dripping cunt. That tiny pretend-cock wasn't doing much for her, but it was her only way of getting off. It was the only way she had of satisfying her hot teenage lusts.
She watched breathlessly as Kelly arched her slender body and took Mark's pounding cock as deep as she could get it. The girl's pretty face was contorted with lust, her teeth bared in a horny snarl. She was rubbing her clit frantically against Mark's sawing prick.
"Unnnnhhhh, shit, whaaaahhhhhh!" she screamed.
"Awwwwww, Jesus, awwwwwwww!" Mark bellowed.
"Oooooooh, fuck, oooooh!" Tracy groaned. She just hoped the couple didn't hear her. She hadn't been able to stifle that little cry of ecstasy as she brought herself off. She was coming right along with Kelly and Mark, pistoning her finger deep and hard in her squirting cunt, wringing out every drop of pleasure she could get.
"Oh, God, honey, that was good," Kelly gurgled as she finally stopped coming. "I have to admit, I'm glad I didn't wait."
"Not as glad as I am," Mark chuckled. "But don't move. I think I can go again."
"Again?" Kelly giggled. "Mark, you're a sex fiend."
"Don't you wanta do it again?" he leered. She leered back at him and said, "Yeah, I'd love to fuck you again, honey."
If Mark's cock wasn't already stiffening, that remark did the job. Kelly had changed from a prude to a little wildcat since being fucked. Her inhibitions were gone, and she was ready for any crazy fun he could give her. His prick mushroomed, cramming her hot little cunt. "Mmmmmm, I feel it!" she gurgled. "You're gonna feel a lot more of it in just a second," Mark growled. "Put you legs around my waist. I can get in deeper that way."
Kelly obeyed, wrapping her legs around his waist and locking them there. He cupped her little ass and began fucking her slowly and deeply, savoring each thrust. She hugged him close and gurgled with excitement as he reamed her newly deflowered cunt.
"Oooooh, ooooooh, shit, it feels so good!" she moaned.
Tracy was seething with lust and envy. She could beat off a hundred times and not get the thrills Kelly was getting. Those exciting sensations could only come from a cock. The little blond wriggled lustily and rubbed her hot, unsatisfied slit.
She needed a bigger blast of pleasure than she could get from one slim finger. She needed something the size of a real-live cock. She got a sudden inspiration and slid two fingers into her cunt. That felt very exciting, but even two fingers together weren't as thick as Mark's fat prick.
Tracy managed to stuff a third finger into her narrow virgin pussy hole. The fit was very tight, but at least she'd equalled the thickness of a real cock. She started finger-fucking herself, copying the slow sensuous rhythm Mark was using as he fucked Kelly. It felt fantastic.
"Harder now, honey!" Kelly moaned. "Fuck it to me real good, get me off!"
Mark speeded up, and so did Tracy. She imitated his exact tempo, watching his thick blue-veined cock as it hammered in and out of Kelly's gushing little cunt. Tracy was creaming just as hard as Kelly now, soaking her whole hand with sizzling juice.
She loved the tight fit of her three bunched fingers in her horny teenaged pussy hole. If fucking was anything like this, she could hardly wait to try it. As Mark fucked Kelly faster and faster, Tracy kept pace, hammering her fingers into her cream-filled pussy.
"Unnnhhhh, honey, gonna come!" Kelly sobbed. "Fuck me as hard as you can!" Mark gave it everything he had. Their bodies slapped loudly together, and his cock made an obscene sucking noise as it reamed out her thick molten cream. Kelly arched her body till her ass left the grass, and as his prick pounded her fiery depths, she exploded into orgasm.
"Ahhhhh, shit! Yes! Yes! You did it, I'm comingggggg!" she screamed.
"Take my load, baby, aaaaaaggghhhhh!" Mark yelped.
Tracy pretended he was yelling those words to her as she finger-fucked herself into a violent body-wracking climax.
"Unnnnhhhh, fuck, ooooooh!" she gasped.
It was the hardest orgasm she'd ever given herself, but she had a hunch she could come even harder with a guy. Somehow, some way, she just had to get a boyfriend of her own. She was sick of being a virgin.
CHAPTER THREE
Before leaving for school the next morning, Tracy inspected herself carefully in the mirror. What she saw was a very cute girl, a girl any guy would love to make out with. Satisfied, she went off determined to get a boyfriend.
She wasn't going to be content with just any boy, either. She wanted the best. She had her eye on the quarterback of the high school team, Lance McDonald, a blond hunk with sexy blue eyes. She spotted him in the hall and marched right up to him.
"Hi, Lance," she said, flashing him a big smile. "I'm Tracy Thomas, and I'm new here. I was wondering if we could get better acquainted."
Lance looked surprised, but his eyes swept over her petite curvy body with obvious interest. "Uh, just what did you have in mind, Tracy?" he asked.
"Well, we could go on a date," she suggested boldly.
Lance opened his mouth to reply, but the words never got out. At that moment his steady girlfriend, Pam, walked up glaring. A leggy brunette, Pam was one of the cheerleaders and one of the most popular girls at Hamilton High. She wasn't about to lose her boyfriend to a nobody and a newcomer.
"Come on, Lance!" she snapped. "We're gonna be late for class."
"Yeah, okay, honey," Lance said.
He walked off with his arm around Pam's waist. Tracy fumed. She was sure Lance was interested in her, but that damned jealous bitch Pam wouldn't let him out of her sight. If Tracy could just get him alone, she might make some progress.
She started following Lance whenever she could, hoping to catch him sometime when he wasn't with Pam or with his buddies. That wasn't easy, but finally, on Friday night, Tracy thought she saw her chance. She'd followed Lance home from school.
She waited across the street from his house, and after about an hour he came out and jumped into his car, heading downtown. It was a small town, and Tracy was able to walk to the main street in minutes. She saw Lance's car parked outside the movie theater.
She paid her admission and went inside. She didn't even know what the movie was, but she was determined to find Lance and sit with him. In no time at all they could be playing sexy games together. She shivered with lusty excitement as she thought about it.
Finally she spotted Lance and hurried toward him, just as the lights were dimming. But a tall dark-haired figure breezed in front of her and grabbed the seat next to Lance. It was Pam, of course. Tracy groaned and took a seat behind them. Miserably she watched Lance slip his arm around Pam's shoulders.
"You got here just in time, honey," he said. "The movie's just starting."
"I shouldn't even be here," Pam sighed. "I had to lie to my folks. I told them I was going out with my girlfriends."
"You'd rather be with me, wouldn't you?" Lance grinned.
"Of course, babe," Pam said, "but Mommy and Daddy want us to stop dating. You know that. They think we're too serious and we might go too far."
"I'd like to go too far with you," Lance said, his voice husky with longing.
Tracy was listening and eating her heart out. How she'd love to hear Lance saying those words to her! She bet he would say them, too, if she could just get him alone for a few minutes. But Pam was with him all the time, even when her folks had forbidden her to see him any more.
Now Pam tilted her face up to Lance's and let him kiss her. Tracy watched intently as she saw Lance slide his tongue into the girl's mouth and wiggle it around sensuously. Even over the sound track of the movie she could hear Pam's sighs and gurgles.
Tracy squirmed in her seat. She couldn't help imagining herself in Pam's place, feeling Lance's big hot tongue probing her mouth. As she thought about it, she creamed heavily, soaking through her panties. Her virgin slit swelled and heated.
"Mmmmmm, honey!" Pam moaned. "I can't stop seeing you! I guess we'll just have to sneak around!"
Lance kissed her again, and as he did so, he slipped his hands up under her t-shirt and cupped her tits. She shivered with excitement as he molded the tender globes through her flimsy lace bra. Then he fumbled with the catch and got the bra open.
As Lance slid his hands over her naked tits, Pam gurgled, "Oh, baby, that makes me so hot!"
Tracy felt her own tits swelling, the nipples going rigid and tingly. She could just imagine how exciting it would be to have a cute boy playing with her tits. She creamed again, and this time the molten cunt juice soaked right through the crotch of her jeans.
Pam was panting as Lance squeezed and teased her bare breasts. He was rubbing her nipples with his thumbs, coaxing the soft buds into stiffness. He got quick results. He massaged her engorged nipples with his thumbs, and she whimpered with excitement.
"Lance," she whispered, "you're making me so horny, I could scream."
"Terrific," he grinned.
Neither of them was watching the movie. And they weren't even aware that Tracy was sitting right behind them, watching everything they did. She was practically leaning over the seats to watch, but the horny couple didn't notice a thing except each other.
Now Lance was taking Pam's hand and setting it on the fly of his jeans. She giggled as she felt the hard hot bulge there. She began rubbing his cockstand through his pants. Tracy almost groaned with envy. She would have been delighted to do that for him.
Would she ever get the chance to make out with a guy? Would she ever touch a cock or have a boy feel her pussy? She was beginning to think she'd always be the outsider, never have a guy of her own. It was getting to be damned frustrating. She had the same hot urgent needs as any girl her age.
Now as she watched Lance squeezing Pam's tits and Pam teasing his cock, she was just eating her heart out with lust and envy. Why did the kids in high school have to be such snobs? Why couldn't they welcome a newcomer?
"Take it out and play with it!" Lance whispered to Pam.
"Right here in the movies?" Pam giggled. "Lance, you're insane."
"Aw, nobody's looking," he said. "They're all watching the movie."
All except me, Tracy thought.
Pam took Lance's word for it. She unzipped his jeans and slid a hand down inside his shorts. Grasping his hot engorged boner, she carefully eased it out into the dim light. It looked as if she'd done that before. She sure wasn't clumsy about it.
Then she wrapped her fingers around her boyfriend's prick and started pumping it slowly and sensuously. Lance sighed with pleasure. He leaned down, stuck out his tongue, and lashed Pam's supersensitive stiff nipples, making them glisten with his hot spit. Pam gurgled with delight and pumped his cock faster.
"Ooooh, honey, yessss!" she moaned.
Tracy couldn't sit still. She kept imagining herself in Pam's place, fooling around with Lance's hard cock and feeling his wet tongue on her tits. The images just drove her wild, and she squirmed in her seat and creamed like crazy.
She felt like she'd die of frustration if she didn't get a boyfriend of her own, but how was she going to do it? She'd already given it her best shot, walking right up to the boy she wanted and asking him out. It hadn't worked, and she didn't know what to do now.
She just watched with a mixture of misery and excitement as Lance unzipped Pam's jeans and slid a hand down inside her panties. The fit was too tight, and he had to tug her jeans down over her nice little ass. Then he could get his hands between her legs. "Oooooooh, shit, ooooh!" she squealed.
Tracy leaned farther forward to see what Lance was doing. It was sure making Pam excited. Tracy saw that he was rubbing one stiff finger back and forth between the slick hot folds of her pussy, giving her a steady buzz of pleasure. His finger soon glistened with her dripping cunt juice.
"Oh, God, Lance, I love that!" she moaned.
Tracy knew she would have loved it, too. She wanted Lance to play with her slit, touch and massage every inch of it, masturbate her to climax. But fat chance of that--he belonged to Pam, and Pam wasn't about to let him out of her clutches.
While he sawed that stiff finger over her swollen slit and gave her delicious sensations, she was steadily pumping his throbbing boner. It was oozing hot cream, and she smeared the sticky juice up and down the thick blue-veined column of cock meat. Lance was starting to breathe harshly.
"Let's get each other off!" he whispered hoarsely.
"Honey, you know I can't keep quiet when I come," Pam moaned. "Neither can you. Somebody would hear us, and we'd be in big trouble."
"No, we won't," Lance said. "Listen. I've seen this movie before. In just a few minutes there's gonna be a big shootout scene. It's so noisy, nobody will hear us. We'll get each other off then."
Pam nodded and flashed him a wicked grin. They sat there looking innocent until the shooting started on the screen. Then Pam began pumping Lance's cock like crazy, and he pistoned his stiff finger right over her engorged and throbbing clit.
"Unnnnhhh, yeah, baby, go for it!" he groaned.
"Oooooh, yeah, rub me right there!" Pam squealed.
Tracy just wished she could join them in beating off. While they did each other, she wanted to do herself. But she just didn't dare take the risk. It would be so mortifying to be caught masturbating at the movies. Then she'd be an outcast for sure.
So all she could do was watch as the horny young couple played with each other and worked each other toward orgasm. Pam's hot little fist flew up and down the thick blue-veined pillar of Lance's prick, and his finger sawed furiously over her swollen clit. "Unnnnnhhhh, shit, unnnnhhhh!" Pam suddenly gasped, her slim body convulsing. "Jesus, you're doing it to meeeeeee!"
She was coming, all right, creaming all over Lance's jerking finger. He grinned proudly as he got her off. He kept sawing his finger over her exploding clit, making her orgasm long and intense. At last she flopped back against the seat, panting and flushed.
"Oh, shit, you sure got me off, baby!" she moaned.
"Now get me off," he leered.
"Mmmmmm, sure!" she gurgled.
She firmed her grip on his hugely swollen cock and started pumping it fast. Lance leaned back and let her do all the work, grinning broadly as the beautiful brunette cheerleader jacked him off. He pretended to be watching the movie, but his eyes were glazed with pleasure.
"Real good, honey, terrific!" he groaned.
Tracy was almost whimpering with frustration and lust. She'd never touched a cock before, but she was sure she could get Lance off just as well as Pam could. She was positive she could please him. She'd have given anything for the chance to prove it.
She stared longingly at Lance's handsome teenage cock. It was so thick and engorged that Pam could barely get her fingers around it. It was leaking thick globs of hot cream, and it bucked lustily in the cheerleader's fist. It looked so exciting to touch. Tracy could hardly restrain herself from grabbing for it.
"Just a little more!" Lance groaned.
Pam expertly finished him off, tightening her grip on his bucking cock and pumping it with lightning speed. Lance gasped, closed his eyes, and bared his teeth in a horny snarl as his balls exploded. Thick wads of come shot from his convulsing cock.
"Unnnhhhh, shit, aaaaaahhhhh!" he groaned.
His groans were drowned in the racket coming from the screen, and so was Pam's delighted squeal as he suddenly stuck his finger up her cunt and started jerking it fast and hard.
He was paying her back for getting him off so good, finger-fucking her toward another orgasm.
"Ohhhhh, yeah, babe!" she moaned. "Get me off again, I love it!"
Tracy wanted to hammer her head against the seat, she was so jealous and horny. If only Lance would stick his finger in her cunt, she'd come in a second. But she had to listen to another girl's squeals and moans as she got what Tracy so urgently needed. It was hell.
Tracy couldn't see the action now. She only saw Lance's hand between Pam's widely spread thighs and watched Pam wriggling up and down, working her hungry little cunt around the skewer of Lance's finger. Pam's eyes rolled, then closed tight, and she sobbed with ecstasy as a second body-wracking climax ripped through her.
"Ahhhhhh, fuck you did it--aaaahhhhhh!" she wailed.
Tracy was ready to scream with horniness. She ached to go somewhere private and beat off.
But she wasn't letting Lance and Pam out of her sight. She had a hunch they were just getting warmed up, and she wanted to see every exciting thing they did.
Sure enough, as the first feature ended, Lance and Pam slipped out of the theater, hand in hand. Tracy crept after them.
CHAPTER FOUR
Lance and Pam walked along through alleys where they could neck without being seen. Tracy followed them, staying in the shadows. Though it was frustrating to watch them, it was exciting, too. She had so much curiosity about sex.
So even if she couldn't have fun herself, she could watch others make love. That was a kinky thrill in itself, something she'd never done before. It was easy to get hooked on spying. She just had to see everything this couple did.
"Baby, I just gotta fuck you," Lance said hoarsely to Pam.
"I wanta fuck, too, honey," Pam sighed, "but where are we gonna go? We can't go to your place. You've got brothers and sisters all over the house."
"Yeah, they're coming out of the woodwork," Lance sighed. "We never get any privacy there. We'll have to go to your place." Pam slipped out of his embrace and faced him, staring at him.
"Lance, honey, are you crazy?" she exclaimed. "How can we go to my place? Mommy and Daddy just said I couldn't see you any more. Now how in hell are we gonna walk in my house and ask to be alone together?"
"We're not," Lance said with a wicked grin. "They think you're at the movies with your girlfriends, right? They won't even suspect you're home. We'll just go to the sun porch, and they'll never know we're there."
Pam began to grin, too.
"Lance, that's really naughty," she laughed. "You want to get back at them, don't you? You want to fuck right under their noses."
"The thought entered my mind," Lance leered. "Come on, let's do it."
Pam laughed and let him grab her hand. They started jogging down the alley toward her house. Tracy went right after them. If they were going to fuck, she just had to see it. She wanted to learn a whole lot more about fucking.
Pam's folks were well off and had a huge house. On one side there was a glassed-in sun porch. It was dark tonight. The only lights in the house were coming from the living room. Pam peeked in the window, then turned to Lance and grinned.
"They're watching TV," she said. "They won't hear us on the sun porch."
"Perfect," Lance said.
They slipped into the sun porch and closed the glass door behind them. It didn't stay closed for long. Tracy eased it open a crack so she could hear whatever went on. She sat on the steps and peered into the room. Lance and Pam were taking off their clothes.
Clearly this wasn't the first time the young lovers had gone all the way. They weren't awkward or bashful about stripping. They dropped their clothes on the floor and headed for a daybed, stretching out on it and caressing each other.
"It's pretty funny, your folks thinking we might go too far," Lance chuckled. "If only they knew how far we've gone already."
Pam didn't answer. She was busy running her hands all over his magnificent young male body. She found his cock and wrapped her fingers around it, pumping it greedily. It mushroomed into life, spreading her fingers wide and throbbing hotly.
"Mmmmm, it sure got hard fast!" she gurgled.
"It always does for you," Lance panted.
He slid a hand between her slim thighs and petted her pussy, making her squirm and cream. While they worked on each other, Tracy got comfortable on the sun porch steps. She didn't worry about sitting so close to the couple. She was hidden in the shadows and, besides, Lance and Pam weren't aware of anything but each other.
"Ohhhhh, honey, I'm so hot for you!" Pam moaned as Lance teased her pussy. "Fuck me now, baby! I just can't wait any longer!"
"God, I love to hear you say that!" Lance groaned.
I'd say it for you, too, Lance, Tracy thought. I'd say it in a second.
She was sure of that. Lance was one guy she definitely wanted to fuck. But he couldn't read her thoughts, and the only thing on his mind right now was jamming his engorged boner into Pam's hot and juicy pussyhole. He sank down between her eagerly spread thighs.
"Yes, honey, yesssssss!" she hissed.
He poked the fat purple head of his cock against her moist little cunt mouth, and she jerked her hips upward, impaling herself on the thick pillar of meat. Lance cupped her writhing ass and pushed deep into her, till only his balls were showing.
"Unnnnnhhhh, yesssss, get into meeeeee!" Pam cried, her voice hoarse with pleasure.
Tracy could tell she wasn't faking it. The girl really was loving it as Lance crammed her seething cunt full of hard throbbing meat. Pam sobbed with pleasure as he began fucking her slowly and deliciously. She drenched his meat with scorching cunt juice.
"Oh, God, Lance, fuck me forever," she wept.
Tracy almost moaned with longing. Up to now she'd been a little put off, a little scared, by the idea of fucking. She'd been sure a guy's big hard cock would hurt her. But not now. Not after she'd seen and heard Pam being fucked.
She couldn't doubt the evidence of her ears and eyes. Pam absolutely adored being fucked. It was an intense pleasure to her. Each slow deep thrust of Lance's stiff cock made her sob and whimper with delight. She fucked right back at him, moving to his rhythm.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeeeeee!" she moaned.
Tracy listened to her and creamed steadily, soaking her panties and jeans. She ached to play with herself, and she figured she could get away with it now. She wasn't in a public place any more. Hidden in the shadows of Pam's yard, she could safely masturbate and ease the hot nagging ache in her pussy.
The only thing holding her back was the noise her zipper would make. She was sitting awfully close to Lance and Pam, and they'd hear the zipper if she wasn't careful. So she timed it perfectly. She waited till Lance thrust his cock hard into Pam and made the girl squeal.
"Eeeeeeee, yesssssss!" Pam cried.
At that very second Tracy unzipped her jeans. The sound was drowned out by Pam's shrill cries. Then came the obscene wet sucking noise of Lance's thick cock as it reamed out Pam's boiling cunt juice. The sound just drove Tracy crazy with horniness.
She didn't have a second to lose. She was going out of her mind with need. She shoved her hand down inside her panties and between her hot thighs. She touched the scorching wet flesh of her gash and began caressing the engorged folds.
It felt so damned good, but she didn't dare make even a sigh or a whimper of pleasure. She had to masturbate in total silence if she didn't want to be caught spying. She rubbed the seething folds of her gash and watched Pam and Lance fucking slowly, sensuously, at each other on the day bed.
"Unnnhhhhh, fuck, shit, I love it!" Pam gurgled.
Lance obviously loved it, too, but he wasn't putting his pleasure into words. He was just grunting and groaning, sighing and gasping, as he worked his swollen young cock in his girlfriend's velvety wet cunt. He was taking his time, savoring every second of his conquest.
It was a conquest in more ways than one. He'd conquered Pam's resistance, but that hadn't been difficult. The real victory was over her parents. They weren't so dumb. They'd seen that Pam was hopelessly horny for Lance. So they'd forbidden her to date him any more.
Well, he'd gotten around them. He was fucking the hell out of their daughter right there on their sun porch, and they didn't even know it.
"Unnnnnnhhhh, honey, do it to me faster now," Pam begged hoarsely, "fuck me hard."
Lance firmed his grip on the hot little globes of her ass and fucked into her faster, grinding his stiff shaft over her swollen pulsating clit. She clung to him and clawed his shoulders whimpering with pleasure. She soaked his deep-driving cock with hot blasts of molten cunt cream.
"That's it, motherfucker, fuck the living shit out of me!" Pam cried hoarsely.
Tracy watched and listened, working her stiff finger in time to Lance's thrusts, trying desperately to pretend that he was fucking her, not Pam. She shoved her middle finger into her boiling little cunt and finger-fucked herself, aching for relief.
Soon her whole hand was drenched with her dripping cunt juice, but she knew she wasn't having half the fun Pam was. Her slim finger couldn't give her the thrills that Pam was getting from Lance's thick cock. Playing with herself was a kick, but she wanted the real thing.
So how was she going to get a guy of her own? Trap one? Bribe one? Put an ad in the school paper? It was maddening to be so horny and ready but not have a partner. All because she was the new kid at school--she almost hated Lance and Pam and their crowd for being such snobs.
But hating wouldn't do her any good. There was only one thing Tracy cared about these days, and that was experiencing sex for herself. Somehow she had to do it. Tonight, though, she could only play with herself and watch others having sex.
Lance was fucking Pam harder by the second, and she could hear their naked bodies slapping together. Lance's thick cock was still making that lewd sucking sound, forcing out Pam's boiling cunt juice. But the sexiest sounds of all were Pam's shrill whimpers and Lance's hoarse groans of pleasure.
"Ohhhhh, honey, fuck me forever!" Pam moaned.
"I wish I could!" Lance panted. "But I'm only human!"
"You mean you're gonna come?" she sighed.
"I been thinking about it for the last ten minutes!" he groaned.
"Oh, okay," she said, sounding disappointed. "Do it to me real hard, then, as hard as you can. I'll get off quick that way."
"I sure hope so," he rasped.
He started hammering his cock into her so hard that she gasped for breath and the day bed began to groan and creak. Tracy thought the bed might break, but obviously Pam and Lance didn't care if it did. They were going at each other like animals.
"Unnnnhhhh, shit, yessssss, fuck! Fuck it to meeeeeeeeee!" Pam moaned.
"Awwwww, fuck, gonna come!" Lance groaned.
Their frantically humping bodies were almost a blur to Tracy. She heard them both gasp as they began to climax at practically the same second. That was her signal to get herself off, too. Their noise would cover her noise. She pistoned her stiff middle finger as hard and deep as she could in her hungry hot cunt.
"Ohhhhhh, honey, whaahhhhhhhh!" Pam wailed.
"Awwwww, shit, fuck, awwwwww!" Lance roared.
"Oooooooh, shit, unnnnnhhhhhhh!" Tracy moaned.
Again her timing was perfect. Her ecstatic cries were drowned out by all the noise Lance and Pam were making. She finger-fucked herself through a long delicious orgasm while the young couple humped themselves crazy on the nearby day bed.
"Oh, shit, fantastic!" Lance sighed, finally rolling off his girlfriend.
"I wish we could do it just a little more," Pam pouted. "You know I like to get off more than once."
"Honey, like I said, I'm only human!" Lance sighed.
But Pam wasn't taking no for an answer. She just grabbed his cock and started pumping it. Luckily Lance was a teenager, always horny, and it didn't take her long to work him into another fat hard-on. She pulled him back on top of her and locked her legs around his waist.
"Come on, fuck me!" she panted. "Fuck me quick, Lance, I'm supposed to be home in five minutes!"
"Got it," Lance chuckled.
He cupped her ass tightly and proceeded to fuck her so hard that Tracy thought the girl's teeth would rattle. She spied on them wide-eyed, wondering how Pam could take such fast hard fucking. But Pam seemed to adore every second of it, clawing Lance's shoulders and moaning.
"Ohhhh, yeah, you big bastard, fuck the living shit out of meeeeeee!" she sobbed.
The day bed began to creak and rattle again. Tracy hoped for the kids' sake that Pam's parents had the TV turned up loud. The kids were making so much noise, the whole neighborhood could have heard them. But nothing mattered to Lance and Pam except getting off.
"Harder!" Pam sobbed. "Faster! Fuck my brains out, babe, make me come!"
Lance went into high gear, fucking her with all the speed and force at his command. It seemed like the whole sun porch was rattling now, and Tracy kept glancing nervously around, waiting for some adult to come running up and investigate.
Then things got even noisier. Pam was frantically rubbing her clit against Lance's sawing shaft, and suddenly the little bud exploded with pleasure. As her body rocked to the delicious orgasm, Pam threw back her head and howled. Her spasming cunt squeezed Lance's jack- hammering prick and brought him off, too.
Tracy heard the front door opening and someone running out on the steps.
"Pam?" an adult male voice called. "Pam, is that you? What's going on out there?"
"I just got home, Daddy," Pam gurgled. "Us girls are talking on the sun porch."
"Well, you come indoors right now, young lady," her father snapped.
"Yes, Daddy," Pam said with a blissful sigh.
CHAPTER FIVE
Tracy walked home feeling more lonely and left out than ever. Spying on other kids was fascinating and fun, but she wanted to be part of the action. Somehow she had to break into the elite group of students.
She was super polite and friendly to all of them for a whole week, but she got no results. They still wouldn't talk to her, smile at her, or invite her to hang out with them. She heard there was going to be a big party the next weekend, but no one invited her.
Tracy felt pretty hurt about that, but there was nothing she could do. She wouldn't be totally left out, anyway, because if nobody invited her to the party, she could still spy on it. All she had to do was find out where it was being held.
Word got around that the party would be at Mark's house. His folks were going to be out of town. It sounded like the perfect opportunity for a huge beer blast, and Tracy figured there'd be some terrific scenes to spy on. Nothing could keep her away.
That Saturday night she told her folks that she was going to the movies, then sneaked over to Mark's place. It was a warm spring evening, perfect for hiding in the dense bushes that surrounded the back yard. Tracy got comfortable in a good hiding place, and soon after that, other kids began to arrive.
Mark and his buddies rolled in a couple of kegs of beer, somebody set up a sound system, and the patio was cleared for dancing. Every popular kid at Hamilton High showed up. The music got going, kids started dancing, and everybody was guzzling beer.
Tracy felt so sad about being left out, especially when she watched couples dancing close and getting turned on to each other. It would be so wonderful to have a boyfriend of her own. But she'd probably have to wait till college for that. At college, everybody was a stranger and a new kid.
Tonight one couple in particular was getting the hots for each other. According to what Tracy had heard, Pete and Angie had been going together since junior high. They were together whenever they could be, holding hands, rubbing against each other, kissing.
Tonight it was like they wanted to climb down each other's throat. They were kissing as they danced, using their tongues sensuously, rubbing their bodies together. Pretty soon they drifted away from the patio, into the shadows and toward the bushes where Tracy was hiding.
She held her breath, hoping the lusty young couple wouldn't wander right into her hiding place. That would be so mortifying. But they veered off and went into another clump of bushes nearby. Tracy could hear them whispering to each other.
She crawled closer and found Pete and Angie in a tiny clearing. They were kissing and pawing each other like crazy.
"Mmmmmm, honey, I can't wait till later!" Angie moaned. "I gotta get off right now."
"Me, too!" Pete groaned. "Maybe we can just do it fast and get back to the party! Somebody's gonna guess what we're up to!"
"Right, we better hurry," Angie agreed. Tracy wished they wouldn't rush. She loved watching other people get it on, because she had so much to learn. But Angie and Pete seemed to be very concerned about appearances. They didn't want anybody to guess that they'd been off in the bushes making out.
Now Pete eased his steady girl down on her back in the soft grass, then unzipped her jeans and pulled them off. Next he whisked off her cute bikini panties. Tracy was very excited as she watched. It looked like the couple would go all the way.
Pete bent Angie's knees and opened her legs wide, revealing her glistening pink slit. He ogled her gorgeous teenaged pussy for a moment, licking his lips. Tracy eagerly waited for him to unzip his jeans and stick his stiff cock into Angie's cunt.
But that wasn't what happened. Instead, Pete went belly down on the grass, sliding between Angie's widely parted legs and bringing his face within an inch of her hot moist cunt. Tracy's eyes widened. She'd never heard of anything like this.
"Yesssss, honey, yesssss!" Angie gurgled.
Tracy sneaked even closer, dying to know what this was all about. She saw Pete stick out his tongue and touch it to the supersensitive flesh of Angie's hot pink gash. He began to lick her pussy, and she squealed with delight and clawed at the grass.
"Ohhhh, shit, yessssss!" she cried. "You do that so good, baby! Lick me all over, Pete, lick me will I come!"
Pete seemed eager to do what she wanted. He lashed his big hot tongue up and down her tangy-tasting cunt, making her squeal and writhe with pleasure. Molten cream squirted from her cunt, and he gobbled it up like it was candy.
"Unnnnhhhh, shit, so fuckin' good!" Angie sobbed.
It was Tracy's first exposure to oral sex, and at first she thought it was weird and off-putting. But as she watched, she thought how fantastic it would feel to have a guy's hot tongue lashing her horny pussy. No wonder Angie was going wild with pleasure. The girl's eyes were rolling crazily, and she was digging her nails into the grass. She couldn't stop her heavy hot creaming, but that seemed to make Pete even more excited. He gobbled up her tangy juices as fast as he could get them. He seemed wild for pussy.
Tracy realized that she was creaming almost as hard as Angie. This was something she just had to try. She wanted a guy to take his big hot tongue over her slit and gobble her juice. It just had to feel incredibly good. She squirmed with lust as she thought about it.
"Faster!" Angie moaned hoarsely. "Lick me all over, babe, make me come!"
Pete whipped his fat tongue faster and harder over his girlfriend's molten slit, and she sobbed with ecstasy. When he'd tongued every inch, every fold, of her seething gash, he zeroed in on the most sensitive spot of all, the tiny hooded lump of her clit.
"Oooooooh, yeah, right there!" Angie shrieked.
She was making a lot of noise, but she couldn't be heard over the loud party music. She just let herself go, squealing and moaning and whimpering as Pete whipped the stiff tip of his tongue over her swelling clit and drove her wild with excitement.
"Unnnhhhh, unnnhhhh, yessssss!" she sobbed.
Tracy couldn't be passive any longer. She loved spying, but sooner or later it made her so horny that she had to play with herself. Luckily she was in a situation where she could masturbate and not be seen or heard.
She didn't hesitate to unzip her jeans and stick a hand down inside her panties. She touched the little puff of her bush, then the scorching wet flesh of her pussy. She sought out the small throbbing lump of her clit and began rubbing it with the tip of her finger.
She imitated what Pete was doing to Angie, copying it as well as she could. He was using his wet pointed tongue tip, and Tracy had to use her index finger, but it still felt wildly exciting. She flicked her clit, giving herself hot pricks of pleasure.
Molten cream dripped from her aroused cunt and onto her finger. She rubbed the hot juice over her clit and made it slick. She tried pretending that her finger tip was Pete's slick tongue, but the fantasy didn't come off. She knew Angie was getting more pleasure than she was.
"Unnnhhhh, yeah!" Angie moaned. "I gotta get off now, honey! Please, you said we were gonna do it fast!"
"That was before I got started," Pete chuckled. "You know it drives me wild to eat you off. Maybe I'll never get around to fucking you."
Angie gasped and sat up.
"Pete, what are you talking about?" she exclaimed. "We're gonna fuck when we get married, aren't we? We agreed on that."
"Just kidding," Pete laughed. "I thought that'd get a rise out of you. Sure, I wanta fuck you, honey. I'd love to do it right now. But we agreed to save it for our wedding night. And I have to admit I really get off on this. Don't you?"
"Ummmmmmmm, you know I do!" Angie gurgled. "But I'm so horny, babe. I just have to get off now. Do it for me, please!"
"You got it," Pete said, gently pushing her down on her back again.
Angie lay there with her legs wide open, offering him her delicious hot teenaged pussy. Pete flopped down between her thighs and brought his lips to her clit. He caught the throbbing button between his lips, stretching it out, then started sucking noisily on it.
"Ooooooh, shit, eeeeeee!" Angie screeched.
Tracy gave a low moan of lust and envy. She sure would have loved having a boy suck her clit. She couldn't imitate the action, either. All she could do was grasp her own engorged clit and knead it, rolling it frantically between her fingers.
That felt pretty good, but it would have been a thousand times more exciting to be sucked off. Angie was sobbing with ecstasy as Pete noisily sucked her squirting clit and worked her fast toward the orgasm she needed so badly. She was drenching his face with her uncontrollably spurting cunt juice.
"Ooooooh, shit, I love it!" she squealed. She screwed her eyes shut, forgetting everything but the intense pleasure he was giving her. She dug her nails into the grass and trembled with need. Tracy watched and rubbed her own throbbing clit, envying the girl that special kinky pleasure.
Her pussy seemed to explode in Pete's face. His flushed face was suddenly dripping with her gushing come-cream. He went on noisily sucking her clit as she came, gobbling up her tangy juice as if he just couldn't get enough of it.
"Ohhhhhh, fuck, fantastic!" Angie groaned, finally going limp. "You may be right, honey! Fucking can't be much better than that!"
"Well, we'll find out after we graduate," Pete said. "Meantime, I really get off on doing this to you--and you doing it to me."
"I can take a hint!" Angie laughed.
Pete grinned and stretched out on his back. It was his turn to relax, Angie's turn to work.
She deftly opened his fly, then grasped his jeans and shorts and tugged them down over his ass. His cock shot free of its confinement and stood up stiff and swollen. Thick cream was bubbling from his piss hole.
"Mmmmmmm!" Angie gurgled, eying that hot cream.
Kneeling beside him, she bent down, stuck out her tongue, and began lapping up his juice. She was very bold and sure about it, as if she'd done this many times before. She licked up his cream and rolled it around in her mouth, savoring the special salty taste.
"Mmmmmmm, yummy!" she giggled.
"I'll give you an hour to stop that," Pete groaned.
Tracy was aching to know what cock cream tasted like. She wondered how many more years she'd have to wait to find out. Angie sure seemed to like the stuff. She was in no hurry to swallow it. She liked holding it in her mouth.
She slowly and sensuously licked up Pete's oozing prick cream till he was groaning for more action. She knew just how to lead him along and get him aroused out of his mind. Just when he seemed ready to yelp with lust, she grasped his cock and stuffed the whole thing into her hot steamy mouth.
"Oh, Jesus, yeah!" Pete groaned. "Suck it, baby, suck me off!"
This was something else Tracy had never heard about. She stared in wonder as Angie somehow managed to cram all of her boyfriend's thick hard cock into her mouth. Her lips were stretched almost to bursting, but that didn't seem to bother her. With a hot hungry gurgle she began to suck hard and loudly on Pete's prick.
"Mmmmmm, mmmmmmm!" she moaned.
"Fuck, yeah, you do that great, honey!" Pete cried.
His face was flushed with pleasure, his nostrils flared. He bared his teeth in a lusty grimace. Clearly he loved having his cock sucked, and Tracy just wished she could take a turn doing it for him. She was dying to know what it would be like.
Angie was going out of her way to be obscene. She was sucking Pete's cock as loud as she could, making a lewd wet slurping sound, and she was groaning hungrily as she suctioned out his cream and gobbled it. No wonder Pete was rocketing out of control.
"Unnnnhhhh, shit, gotta come!" he groaned loudly.
He couldn't stay passive. He started fucking his girlfriend's mouth, hammering his nearly- bursting cock over her slippery tongue. Angie grasped the base of his prick so he couldn't fuck into her throat. He jerked his cock faster and faster, then shuddered violently and pumped his load into her mouth.
"Eat it, baby, unnnggghhhhh!" he yelled.
Angie's cheeks ballooned. She held Pete's sizzling load till it squirted from the corners of her lips, then gulped it down like it was nectar. Pete flopped back with a happy groan, his cock and balls drained. He pulled Angie down for a quick kiss.
"That was fantastic, as usual, honey," he said. "But we better get back to the party before they wonder what we're doing."
"As if they couldn't guess!" Angie giggled.
Tracy watched them leave, feeling more lonely and sexually frustrated than ever.
CHAPTER SIX
Tracy knew that longer she spied on fucking couples, the more horny and frustrated she was going to feel. It was sweet torture for her. But she still couldn't resist peeping. It was a kinky thrill, the only thrill available to her.
Oh, she could always go home and masturbate, but even that had lost its attraction since she started watching flesh-and-blood couples get it on. She couldn't get the total satisfaction she craved just by using her fingers. She needed a boyfriend of her own.
She wouldn't be content now till she'd kissed and fondled, licked and sucked. She wouldn't rest till she'd fucked. Playing with herself seemed like kid stuff now. She wanted to be a real woman, a woman who'd gone all the way with a man.
Well, fat chance. Every guy at that party had a steady girlfriend. That's how it was with this elite group of Hamilton High students. Tracy spied from the bushes and ate her heart out, knowing none of those cute boys would ask her out. They were all committed to popular girls.
She spotted Mark and Kelly, the first couple she'd ever spied on. She remembered how Mark had tricked Kelly into fucking and how much the girl had loved it. Now they were dancing very close, rubbing their crotches together, as if they couldn't wait to fuck again.
Mark maneuvered Kelly to the edge of the patio as they danced, then danced her right out onto the lawn and into the concealing shadows. He led her within a few feet of where Tracy was hiding, then drew her close for a long steamy tongue-kiss.
"Mark," Kelly laughed when they came up for air, "I think we kinda strayed off the dance floor."
"I did that on purpose," Mark leered. "I wanted to get you alone. Kelly, I really wanta fuck you again. How about it?"
Kelly looked both eager and nervous.
"I don't know, Mark," she said. "I'd really like to do it again, too, but this doesn't seem like a safe time or place."
"Oh, nobody'll even miss us," he assured her. "And they can't see us back here. I've got a secret hiding place. Come on."
He led her into the same little clearing that Pete and Angie had used. That suited Tracy just fine, because she was well and comfortably hidden just a few feet away and had a super view of the action. She watched eagerly as Mark eased Kelly to the grass and lay half on top of her. He pushed up her shirt and struggled with the catch of her bra.
"I can't get this damned thing open," he muttered.
"That's because the catch is in front, not in back," Kelly giggled. "Here, I'll do it."
She popped the bra open.
"Damned new-fangled things!" Mark grumbled.
But he brightened when he saw her gorgeous high-riding tits, and he slid his hands over the hot silky globes and squeezed them. As Tracy spied, she felt her own tits swelling, her nipples stiffening. How she longed for a boy to play with her tits!
"Mmmmmm, I like that!" Kelly gurgled. "Mind if I play with your cock?"
"Are you kidding?" Mark leered.
While he squeezed and molded her sensitive hot tits, she unzipped his pants and eased them down, along with his shorts. She grabbed his stiffening prick and pumped it in her hot little fist, and it swelled into a long thick column of meat.
"Ooooooh, it sure grew fast!" Kelly squealed.
"It's got plans," Mark told her.
While his ever-horny teenage cock bucked and drooled in her fist, he unzipped her jeans and pulled them down, along with her lacy bikini panties. The two lusty kids stripped each other from the waist down. Mark pushed Kelly's legs wide open and sank down between them.
He grasped his steel-hard prick and pushed the fat head against Kelly's moist and drooling cuntal opening. Her tender pussy lips were stretched wide, but she didn't seem scared. She just gurgled and shivered with excitement as he began pushing his cock into her.
"Unnnnhhhh, ooooh, yesssss!" she moaned.
Tracy almost moaned right along with her. As she watched, she started easing her middle finger into her own needy teenage cunt, matching Mark's slow but steady penetration. She crammed a second, then a third finger into her cunt, trying for the thickness of a real cock.
"Unnnnnnhhhhh, shit, give me all of it!" Kelly moaned.
"Unnnnhhhhh!" Tracy moaned softly. "Yesssssss!"
She wanted to make more noise, but she didn't dare risk it. She'd be totally humiliated if she was caught spying on the in-group party and playing with herself. She creamed all over her invading fingers as she crammed her hungry twat full. She thought she understood Kelly's wild excitement.
"Yeah, you got it all now, honey," Mark rasped. "You like it?"
"Shit, yes!" Kelly whimpered. "I love your cock, Mark! I love the way it feels in me!" She wasn't kidding. Mark wasn't even moving, just lying there with his thick hard cock fully into her, but she was writhing around the throbbing skewer of meat and drenching it with her molten cream. She really was crazy for his cock.
"Come on, honey, fuck me!" she panted. "I want it so bad, Mark!"
"I think I can manage," he chuckled.
He slid his hands under her churning little ass and pulled her up tight against him. She let her legs fall wide open, and he shoved his cock to her womb. He began fucking her deep and fast, and she sobbed with bliss and clawed the grass.
"God, yesssss, fuck meeeeeee!" she whimpered.
Tracy was almost sobbing with need. She worked her three bunched fingers to Mark's hot rhythm, finger-fucking herself deeply and trying to pretend that it was Mark's cock giving her that hot pleasure. It really did feel fantastic to have something big and hard reaming her perpetually horny teenage cunt.
But she knew her pleasure couldn't compare with what Kelly was feeling. Kelly was getting the real thing, a big hard real-live cock hammering in her cunt and raking her clit. She was clawing Mark's shoulders and sobbing with ecstasy.
"Oh, God, honey, it's so fuckin' good!" she moaned. "Fuck me forever, babe, don't ever stop!"
Tracy was very close to bringing herself off, but she couldn't risk making a sound. She tried to hold off and wait till Kelly came. Then she could moan and groan right along with the girl, and Mark wouldn't realize he was hearing two voices.
It wasn't easy holding back her climax. She was all set to explode with pleasure. But she slowed her deep finger-fucking, went easier, and waited for Kelly to catch up. Kelly was panting like she'd run a hard race, and she was jerking her hips like crazy as Mark fucked into her harder and harder.
"Unnnhhhh, shit, yesss, you're doing it to meeeeee!" she shrieked. "I'm comingggggg, whaaaahhhhhhh! "
"Unnnnggghhhh, aaaahhhhhh!" Tracy groaned.
She finger-fucked herself like crazy as she howled and came. Kelly was howling even louder as Mark fucked her through a long body- wracking climax. At last she flopped back panting, and Mark drew his dripping cock from her smoking pussy hole.
"Mark, you didn't get off!" she exclaimed. "Your cock's still hard!"
"I'm not finished having fun yet," he grinned. "Did you know there's more than one way to fuck?"
"Gosh, no, I didn't," Kelly said.
And neither did Tracy. She watched with interest as Mark positioned his girlfriend on her hands and knees. He had Kelly crouch there with her trim little ass sticking up, resting on her knees, her slick and steamy pussy fully exposed.
"Mark, this is how dogs do it!" she giggled. "So maybe they know something," he laughed. "Anyhow I thought it'd be fun to try." He grasped her hips as he knelt behind her, then socked the engorged head of his prick into her juicy little cunt. As he pushed into her, she dug her nails into the grass and gurgled with pleasure. Molten cream overflowed her twat and gushed down her inner thighs.
"Oooooh, yeah, get into me!" she cried. "Give me all of it, honey!"
Tracy was fascinated, of course, and she liked this new fucking position because it gave her such a good view of the action. She could actually watch Mark's thick cock spreading Kelly's tender cunt lips and pushing deep into her body.
She was about to cram her three fingers back into her own seething pussy hole and beat off, when she caught movement out of the corner of her eye. Her heart pounded. She and Mark and Kelly weren't the only ones in those bushes. Somebody else was joining them.
Mark and Kelly didn't notice the intruder. Mark had shoved his throbbing boner to the smoking depths of his girlfriend's pussy, and now he was fucking her deep and hard. He wouldn't have noticed if a herd of elephants had stampeded past him.
But Tracy was all too aware that someone was creeping into the bushes right next to her. She froze, hoping she wouldn't be noticed. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a boy her own age getting into spying position. He was standing just about four feet from her, and he hadn't seen her yet.
Tracy recognized him. His name was Kyle Masters, and he was just her age. He was a cute kid, tall and lean and handsome, but he had the reputation of a nerd because he was such a good student and never dated or went to parties. He was an outsider like Tracy.
So Kyle was a peeper, too? Tracy grinned in the shadows. Kyle had probably been peeping a long time, and she was sure he had no idea that the new girl at school shared his secret hobby. He didn't see Tracy now because she was crouched down in the bushes.
"Unnnnhhhhh, fuck it to me, honey, fuck the living shit out of me!" Kelly moaned.
Kyle watched intently from his hiding place, his eyes glued to Mark's thick cock as it hammered in and out of Kelly's squirting cunt. As he watched, he unzipped his jeans and hauled out his cock. It was pretty impressive, the biggest dick Tracy had seen so far.
Kyle fisted his cock and started pumping it as he watched Kelly and Mark fucking. He didn't seem to be in a hurry. He pumped his swollen prick slowly, savoring each stroke. Soon thick hot cream was leaking from his piss hole and dripping into the bushes, but he didn't act like he had to rush.
Obviously Kyle was an old hand at peeping. Left out of the school's social life, he'd found another way to get his kicks. While he watched Mark and Kelly, Tracy watched him. She was fascinated with his big dripping cock, and she was wondering what to do about the peculiar situation she found herself in.
She couldn't move without Kyle noticing her. Did she want him to notice? Exciting ideas were going through her head. Kyle was cute, and he was so well hung. He was an outcast like her. Maybe they could help each other out. Maybe they didn't have to be lonely any more.
"Unhhhhh, harder, Mark!" Kelly squealed. "Fuck me as hard as you can, baby, make me come!"
Mark caught his breath and fucked into her at top speed, his flat belly smacking her ass loudly. As he spied on them, Kyle pumped his cock faster, imitating Mark's rough rhythm. Tracy wanted to cram her fingers into her cunt and beat off, but if she made even the slightest movement, Kyle would be aware of her presence.
"Shit, yeah, fuck meeeeee!" Kelly sobbed.
Tracy just couldn't stand it any more. She was getting so turned on from watching Kyle and the fucking couple that she just had to play with herself. So what if Kyle was shocked? When it came to kinky behavior, he was just as guilty as Tracy.
"Unnnhhhhhh!" she gasped softly as she shoved three bunched fingers into her soaked steaming pussy.
Kyle gasped, too, as he realized that he wasn't alone in his hiding place. His hand froze on his engorged cock. He looked down and saw the cute little blonde with her hand inside her pants. She looked right back at him and grinned.
Then she started finger-fucking herself right in front of him. Kyle stood there with his mouth hanging open. For a bright kid, it took him a long time evaluate the situation. Finally he realized that Tracy was on his side.
Warily he started pumping his cock again. He and Tracy focused on the frantically fucking couple, both of them contentedly beating off. It was the most kinky situation Tracy had been in so far, but it might just lead to something good. She and Kyle might be able to have some fun of their own.
Then Kelly threw back her head and howled, "Unnnhhhh, baby, you're making me come! Unnnhhhh, fuck, whaaaahhhhhh!"
"Awwwwww, shit, awwwwww!" Mark bellowed as he hammered his sizzling load into her sucking cunt.
Kyle gave a low groan, and Tracy gasped as they brought themselves off. Like her, Kyle had timed his climax to coincide with Mark and Kelly so he wouldn't be heard. He was an experienced peeper, all right. Tracy could hardly wait to compare notes with him.
"We better get back to the party, honey," Kelly said to Mark.
They straightened their clothes and left the clearing. Tracy and Kyle faced each other.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The two outcasts of Hamilton High had just watched each other peep and masturbate. Tracy had never read an etiquette book that covered that situation. She felt like the only thing to do was laugh.
To her relief, Kyle joined her.
"I guess there's not too much to say, is there?" he chuckled.
"I guess not," Tracy grinned. "When did you start peeping, Kyle?"
"Oh, gosh, back in junior high," he said, "I never could get a date or get in with the popular crowd, so I started spying on them instead."
"That's what happened to me, too," Tracy said, "only I just got started. Peeping's a kick. But I still wish I could get a date."
"Yeah, me, too!" Kyle sighed.
"Well, maybe we could help each other out," Tracy suggested eagerly. "I mean, I think you're a pretty good-looking guy, Kyle, and I wouldn't mind going out with you."
"Hey, all right!" he cried. "I'd love to date a beautiful girl like you, Tracy!"
Tracy beamed. Hamilton High boys did find her attractive after all. Most of them were afraid to show it, though, because it might make them unpopular. Well, Kyle wasn't afraid. He had nothing to lose. He was just the right guy for her.
"Then it's settled," she said, "but why wait for a formal date? We could have fun together right now."
Kyle looked very interested.
"Just what do you mean, Tracy?" he asked. "We could try out some of the things we've been watching," she said with a mischievous grin. "Come here."
Kyle crept over to where she was hiding, and they sat on the grass. She dipped her face in his direction, hoping for a kiss. Kyle responded all right, but he was pretty clumsy. It was a first kiss for both of them, and he caught the side of her mouth.
"Oops, I don't think that's the way to do it," he said. "I haven't had any practice."
"No problem," Tracy said breathlessly. "We'll just keep practicing."
They did, and they soon got it right. Their mouths pressed hotly together, and Tracy wriggled her tongue against Kyle's lips. He opened his mouth, and she slid her tongue inside. He did the same thing to her, and they shivered with lust.
"Mmmmmm, mmmmm!" Tracy moaned. She and Kyle forgot all about the party they'd come to spy on. They were a lot more interested in each other and in getting it on for the first time. They practised their kissing till they were both flushed and panting. Doing it was even more thrilling than watching it.
"Oh, wow, I feel so hot!" Tracy moaned. "How about playing with my tits, Kyle?"
"Oh, shit, yeah!" he groaned.
Kyle probably thought he'd died and gone to heaven. He'd been a loner so long, despised because of his good grades and shy manner, and here he was getting it on with one of the cutest girls in school. It was so hard to believe it was really happening.
He pushed up Tracy's t-shirt and fumbled with the hook of her little lacy bra. He finally got it open and pushed it out of the way. Her gorgeous orange-size tits rode high and firm, capped with little red nipples. Kyle ogled them and panted.
"Go on, do it," Tracy urged him. "Play with them."
"You won't get mad?" he groaned.
"Kyle, dammit, come on!" she cried.
She grabbed his hands and set them right on her hot silky tits. She bent his fingers around the satiny globes and squeezed, showing him what she wanted. Then she let go of his hands and let him do it all by himself. His face was flushed with arousal.
"Like it?" Tracy grinned.
"I think I'm gonna come in my pants!" he groaned.
But somehow he managed to pull himself together and give her what she wanted. He squeezed and molded her cute throbbing tits, and Tracy gurgled with excitement. Her nipples responded fast, going rigid and tingling in his hands.
"Ohhhhh, yeah, I love that!" she sighed. "Keep doing it, Kyle, please!"
"I'll do it as long as you want me to," he told her hoarsely.
Tracy found her tits to be very sensitive, and she got insanely horny as the cute boy massaged the tender globes. Kyle seemed just as aroused as she was. She sneaked a glance at his fly and saw an enormous bulge there. A boy had actually gotten a hard-on for her. Tracy was thrilled and proud.
"Wow, Kyle, your cock's hard!" she exclaimed.
Kyle blushed deeply and said, "You weren't supposed to notice that."
"How come?" Tracy wondered. "I don't see anything to be ashamed of. Can I play with it?"
"Oh, shit, for sure!" he cried. "Gosh, Tracy, you're so easy to be with! You let me do everything! You're not uptight at all!"
Tracy didn't see anything to be uptight about. She didn't see anything wrong with what they were doing. They were just making each other feel good, using their bodies to have fun. What could possibly be wrong with that, and who could it hurt?
So she didn't hesitate to unzip Kyle's jeans and tug them down along with his shorts. His cock snapped free and pointed rigidly at her, thick and bulging with blue veins. Tracy stared and stared at his prick. At last she was going to touch a real-live cock.
Her fingers shaking with excitement, she reached out and gingerly touched Kyle's stiffly wagging cock. It was hard and very hot. She touched it again, letting her fingers stay on the steel-stiff column of meat. She began to pet it and Kyle shivered and moaned.
"Oh, wow, that turns me on!" he cried. "You keep doing that and I'm gonna shoot my load real quick!"
"I'd like to see that!" Tracy giggled.
She did what she'd seen other girls do, wrapping her fingers around his cock and pumping it. His eyes rolled, he groaned, and molten cream dribbled from his piss hole and made her fingers wet and sticky. She was proud to have made him so excited.
"Is this fun for you, Kyle?" she asked.
"Jesus, yeah!" he panted. "Keep doing it, please, Tracy! Jack me off! Do you mind?"
"Not at all," she said. "I'd love to jack you off, Kyle. Then you can get me off, too."
"Fine, sure," he babbled.
He was leaning back against a tree, letting her do the work. Tracy didn't mind that one bit. She was so thrilled to be holding a real cock in her fist, feeling it throb and buck and juice. She pumped it faster and faster, and Kyle groaned hoarsely.
"Just a little more!" he cried.
Tracy went into high gear, pumping his cock fast and firmly. He closed his eyes and bared his teeth in a horny snarl. He stiffened for a second, groaned loudly, and then all of sudden thick wads of cream exploded from his cock and shot high in the air.
"Unnnnhhhhh, Jesus--awwwwww!" he yelled.
No danger of him being overheard by the party. They were dancing to ear-splitting rock and roll. Tracy jacked him off good, pumping his cock fast as he shot his load. Then he slumped back with a happy sigh. He'd been brought off by a girl for the first time.
"Fantastic," he said. "Thanks a million, Tracy."
"Oh, you can thank me by getting me off now," she said with a grin.
"Sure," Kyle said, returning her smile. "Just show me what to do. I never did this before."
Tracy had never done it before, either, but she had a pretty good idea of what she wanted. She'd seen it done to other girls, and she knew what felt best to her when she played with herself. Without hesitation or shyness she stripped off her jeans and panties.
Kyle ogled her cute little golden cunt bush. She leaned back against the tree, bent her knees, and opened her legs, showing the wide-eyed boy her slick pink pussy. She folded back the golden fur and displayed the little hooded lump of her clit.
"See that?" she chirped. "That's my clit, the place a girl likes to touch best. Just rub me there, like this."
She grasped his middle finger and showed him how to saw it back and forth over her supersensitive clit. One thing she could say for Kyle, he learned fast. He soon had a good rhythm going, massaging her clit and giving her a steady buzz of pleasure.
"Ooooooh, yeah, honey, perfect!" she squealed.
She just slumped there and gorged herself on the wonderful sensations he was giving her. She could have done the same thing for herself, and in fact she'd done it hundreds of times. But it was so much more thrilling when a boy did it to her.
Kyle just steadily sawed his stiff finger over her clit, that was all, but it was driving her crazy with lust. She'd seen it done to other girls, and now at last it was her turn. She couldn't help drenching Kyle's whole hand with her gushing cunt juice.
She closed her eyes and concentrated just on the hot pleasure he was giving her. She could hear the music from the party, but it didn't make her feel jealous now. She had a boy of her own, and she didn't need to spy to get her kicks. Kyle's sawing finger was carrying her right to the brink of climax.
"Oooooh, Kyle, I'm gonna come!" she squealed.
Kyle made sure she didn't miss out. He speeded up his sawing, rubbing his finger with lightning speed over her throbbing and engorged clit. The hot friction finally got to her, and she felt a gigantic orgasm ripping through her pussy.
"Unnnhhhh, shit, yessss, whaaaahhhhh!" she wailed.
Kyle's hand was soaked with her spurting come-juice, a molten flood that also drenched her inner thighs. She rocked and bucked with the hardest orgasm she'd ever experienced, and it went on and on. She came so much better when a boy got her off.
Tracy didn't know how to explain that. It was just natural, she supposed. A girl her age, seething with hormones and hot blood, wasn't meant to get off all by herself. She was meant to attract boys, and they were supposed to do it for her.
Well, she finally had a cute boy who was dying to do whatever she wanted, and she meant to take advantage of her good luck. She greedily jerked her squirting clit over Kyle's stiff finger till she'd worked out every last buzz of sensation from her climax. Then she looked up and gave Kyle a grateful kiss.
"Thanks, honey, that was wonderful!" she sighed.
"Want me to do it again?" he asked eagerly.
That was just the question Tracy had hoped he'd ask.
"Mmmmmm, I'd love it," she gurgled. "But let me show you another way to do it."
Kyle was eager to learn, and he watched intently as the cute little blonde teenager once again spread her legs wide and showed him the luscious-looking wet pink flesh of her gash. She pointed to a tiny fur-fringed hole at the very center of her pussy.
"Know what that is?" she grinned.
"Your cunt?" Kyle asked hoarsely.
"That's right," Tracy said. "I want you to stick your finger in there and use it like it was a cock, okay?"
"Okay!" Kyle croaked.
Naturally he'd rather have stuck his cock in there, but he didn't want to risk scaring her off. She took his thick middle finger and guided it right to her moist little pussy hole, wedging in the tip about half an inch. Then she let go and allowed him to do the rest.
"Ooooooh, yesssss!" she squealed.
Kyle was slowly but steadily working his thick stiff finger into her cunt. She loved the hard cramming sensation. She loved feeling her cunt filled with something rigid and hot. She creamed all over his finger as he pushed it in clear to the last knuckle. "Mmmmm, yeah, now fuck me with it!" she moaned.
Kyle began to saw his finger in and out of her exquisitely tight pussy hole. He knew the rhythm to use, because he'd watched dozens of kids fuck. He just hoped Tracy liked it so much that she'd let him stick his cock into her. Then he'd be the luckiest guy in the world.
"Am I doing it the way you want it, Tracy?" he asked breathlessly. "Does it feel good?"
"It feels fantastic!" she gurgled. "I just love it, Kyle, don't stop!"
"I'll do it till my finger wears out," he promised.
It wasn't going to take that long to get Tracy off, though. She was already primed to come, and she was just holding off as long as she could in order to glut herself on the delicious sensations of finger-fucking. It was so much more sexy and fun when a guy did it to her, much better than doing it alone.
But finally she just couldn't keep from coming. She felt a huge explosion of pleasure in the fiery depths of her virgin twat, and then the orgasm was thundering through her whole body, making her buck and convulse.
"Unnnnnnhhhhhhhh, shit, you did it, I'm cominggggg!" she wailed. "Unnnhhhhh, fuck, whaaaahhhhh!"
She could hear Kyle's harsh excited breathing as he finger-fucked her through another long delicious orgasm. She knew this nice, handsome kid would do anything she wanted him to. There was no end to the kinky fun they could have together.
Her loneliness was over, and her patience had finally been rewarded. At last she was going to lose her virginity and become a real woman.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Mmmmmm, Kyle, you did that to me so good!" Tracy sighed as she finally finished coming. "I want a try everything with you, everything we've seen the other kids doing!"
"You really mean that, Tracy?" Kyle cried blissfully.
"I really mean it, honey," she smiled.
But even then Kyle couldn't believe his good luck. Before tonight he'd never expected to have a girl. He figured he'd be about ninety before he got laid, and even then he'd have to pay for it. He never dreamed he'd find somebody like Tracy.
So naturally he assumed that he had to play it cool, go slow, not frighten her off. If he asked to fuck her right now, she'd be insulted or scared, and he'd lose her. He had to work up to the big moment, do something to get her really aroused.
"We could go down one each other," he suggested.
Tracy stared at him. She thought she'd just no given him an obvious invitation to fuck. That was what she'd had in mind. When she said she'd do everything, she really meant it. But Kyle wasn't picking up on her offer.
He wasn't making a move to fuck her. Instead he was suggesting that they give each other some head. Either he was weird or he was far more sophisticated than she was. Tracy didn't know what to think. But she did like the idea of going down on each other.
"Okay, Kyle," she grinned, "let's do it. I'll go down on you first, okay?"
"Terrific!" he groaned.
What he really wanted to do was roll on top of her and cram his cock into her and fuck her silly, but he'd certainly settle for a blow-job. So far he'd only fantasized about girls going down on him. It would be like a sex dream come true.
So he slid down on his back, and Tracy pulled his rumpled jeans and shorts all the way off. His cock was starting to harden again, and she finished the job very fast. She just fisted the base of his cock, pumped it a couple of times, and it snapped into total stiffness.
"Oooooooh, that sure happened quick!" she cried.
Kyle didn't answer. He was just lying there panting and writhing with excitement as the cute little blonde pumped his prick and fanned it with her hot breath. She was leaning down very close to watch his cock as she played with it, and her heavy breathing was driving him wild. Suddenly she darted out her tongue and licked up a drop of his cream.
"Mmmmmm, yeah!" she gurgled.
Tracy liked the taste of cock cream right away. She went for more, spearing it up with the pointed tip of her tongue, rolling it around in her mouth and savoring the unique salty flavor. She began licking up his juice as fast as it oozed from his piss hole.
"Like me to do this, Kyle?" she panted.
"Oh, shit, yeah!" he groaned.
He could hardly believe it was happening. This really cute girl was licking up his cock cream and loving it. She was going down on him eagerly. He was so excited, he just hoped he didn't blow it by coming right in her face. He knew he was going to come fast.
"Suck it, Tracy, please!" he moaned.
Tracy was delighted to obey. She was dying to know what it was like to suck a guy off. She stuffed his cock into her mouth--and almost choked on it. She'd taken too much. She let some of the hard throbbing meat slip out. That was better.
Drawing in her cheeks sharply, she began to suck cock for the very first time. Kyle groaned with ecstasy and fed her a steady supply of hot salty cream. His prick throbbed and bucked in her hot steamy mouth, and she sensed that he was already very close to shooting his load. She wondered what that would be like.
It was easy to find out. She just firmed her grip on the thick base of his cock and sucked like crazy. She sucked as hard and fast as she could on his achingly engorged dick. He yelped with excitement, shot out of control, and began to fuck her mouth frantically.
"Unnngggghhhh, yeah, eat it, aaaagghhhh!" he howled.
"Unnnnhhhhh!" Tracy gasped.
She wasn't quite prepared for her first mouthful of jism. She hadn't expected it quite that fast. It made her cheeks balloon till she thought they'd burst. She gulped down the delicious load of boiling come, and Kyle sank down with a happy groan.
"Oh, man, that was sensational!" he panted. "I can't believe it happened! You did great, Tracy!"
That was quite a compliment, considering that she'd never given head before. She beamed with pride. Then she lay down on her back and bent and spread her legs, showing Kyle the delicious-looking pink flesh of her pussy. He crawled between her legs and stared.
"Where do I start?" he asked.
"Just lick me all over, for openers!" she gurgled.
His tongue shot out, thick and red and wet, and he lashed it up and down her swollen sensitive cunt. It was the most delicious sensation the horny teen had ever known. She sobbed with ecstasy and fed him hot spurts of tangy cream.
"Mmmmmm, yeah, I could really make a hobby of this!" Kyle panted.
"Don't stop, honey!" Tracy moaned. "Lick me all over, I love it!"
Kyle gobbled her cream like it was candy. She was delighted that he loved her juice, because she wanted the incredible pleasure to go on and on. She'd have been happy to have her pussy licked for hours. Nothing she could do with her fingers would ever feel this good.
"Stick your tongue in me, Kyle," she babbled. "Stick it up my cunt and fuck me with it."
"How about if I use my cock instead?" he asked boldly.
He knew he was taking a big chance, but his lust was making him reckless. He wouldn't rest till he'd lost his cherry. He wouldn't quit till he'd shoved his newly hardened cock into Tracy's steaming little cunt. He'd go on getting cockstands till he used his prick for its real purpose. That was only natural.
Tracy stared at him. Kyle sure was hard to read, hard to predict. She'd as much as offered to fuck him, and he'd demanded oral sex instead. Now she was offering oral sex, and he wanted to fuck. But what the hell, it was all good fun. She was dying to know what fucking was like, too.
"Okay," she chirped, "go ahead."
Kyle froze, staring down at her.
"Say what?" he rasped.
"I said go ahead, fuck me!" Tracy panted.
"I can't believe that," he said.
"Kyle, for chrissake," Tracy sputtered, "I just asked you to fuck me. Are you gonna do it or not?"
"You won't get mad?" he asked.
Tracy lost patience with him. She was tired of talking. All she wanted to do was lose her cherry, and Kyle wanted to go on debating about it. So she just grabbed his stiff throbbing cock and plugged it into her virgin cunt mouth, sticking it in about half an inch.
"Now push," she ordered.
Kyle was through arguing and worrying. The girl was practically raping him, and this was a chance he wasn't going to miss. He took a deep breath, shoved hard, and crammed his cock into her as deep as he could. In one lusty shove he reached her womb, filling her completely with his rock-hard young prick.
"Unnnnhhhhh!" Tracy gasped.
"Ahhhhh, shit, yeah!" Kyle groaned.
They weren't virgins any more. In a split second that had changed. Tracy felt the very tight fit between her tiny cunt and Kyle's thick hard cock, but it didn't hurt too much. She loved the sensation of being fully crammed with cock. She began to cream heavily, making Kyle's way slick and easy.
"Oh, man, fantastic!" he panted as he began to fuck her.
He'd never fucked before and had no idea of what to do, but his natural instincts were taking over. His mind went on hold, and his body did what felt good. He pistoned his stiff cock into Tracy's juicy little fuck hole, giving it to her fast and hard and deep.
"Ooooooh, ooooh, yesssss!" she squealed. "That's so good, Kyle! Yeah, fuck me hard!"
She hadn't thought she'd want it hard, not the first time. But the faster he fucked her, the more excited she got. His hard shaft was sawing up and down over her clit, giving her hot pleasure, and each deep thrust of his cock was ecstasy for her. Yes, she was going to love fucking, no question about that.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee!" she babbled.
Kyle was beyond words for now. He could hardly believe what was happening to him. He was the class nerd, the guy everybody laughed at, the guy no girl would date even on a bet-- and here he was getting laid. Not only that, his partner was sexy and beautiful.
He hammered away blissfully, working his engorged dick in Tracy's velvety little pussy hole. He'd gotten off a couple of times now, and he was going to last. He intended to gorge himself on the fantastic sensations of fucking. He wanted to keep going till he dropped.
Luckily Tracy felt the same way. Already she wondered if she could ever get enough cock. She wanted to keep on fucking for hours. She clung hard to Kyle, jerking her hips to his hard quick rhythm and creaming uncontrollably. Nothing in her young life had felt nearly as great as fucking.
"Oooooh, honey, fuck me forever!" she whimpered. "I don't ever wanta quit!"
"Me, either," Kyle panted. "Let's skip high school and college and just go on fucking."
"It's a deal!" Tracy giggled.
By now they'd completely forgotten about the party they'd come to spy on. They'd lost track of their surroundings. The bushes in Mark's back yard weren't the safest place to fuck, but Kyle and Tracy didn't even consider that. All that mattered was their hot pleasure.
Mark was getting more beer for his guests when he happened to glance into the yard and see that the bushes were moving. Was there an animal back there, or was some wise-ass sneaking up on his party? Not wanting to alarm anyone, Mark crept alone towards the rattling shrubbery.
He got on his hands and knees and slipped into the bushes, and now he could hear panting and moaning and squealing. Something really weird was going on in the bushes, and he was determined to find out what it was. He peered out into a little clearing.
"Holy shit!" he breathed.
There were a couple of kids fucking, kids who hadn't been invited to his party. One was the class brain and nerd, Kyle, and the other was that cute new girl, Tracy. They were going at each other like a couple of rutting animals.
"Unnnnhhhhh, Kyle, honey, you're fucking me so good!" Tracy sobbed. "I love it, babe, don't ever stop!"
Kyle just growled with lust and fucked into her even harder. Their naked bodies slapped together loudly, and they were both moaning with ecstasy. Nobody at the party had heard them, however, because of the loud music.
Mark watched them fuck and felt his cock swelling fast. It got so hard, so suddenly, that he almost yelped. He was aroused out of his mind by watching other people fuck. And if the sight turned him on, it would make his guests really excited, too.
Quietly he crawled back to the party, rounded up his guests, and started whispering to them. He left the loud rock music on so Kyle and Tracy wouldn't suspect anything. The party was going to be a lot more exciting than anyone had expected.
Meanwhile Kyle and Tracy were fucking away in total bliss, not dreaming that they'd been discovered. That possibility had never occurred to them. After all, they'd hidden themselves successfully and watched guests getting it on, so there was nothing to worry about.
"Mmmmm, do it to me harder now, Kyle!"
Tracy gurgled. "Fuck the living shit out of me, baby!"
Kyle was only too happy to oblige. He wanted to go on fucking this hot-cunted little girl forever. The harder and faster he did it to her, the more she loved it and the more she creamed, soaking his jackhammering cock with sizzling cunt juice. She fucked right back at him, jerking her hips to his movements.
They were moaning and panting so loud that they didn't hear a dozen kids slipping into the bushes to watch them. Mark had coached his guests carefully. Nobody was to make a sound till he gave the signal. Kyle and Tracy were to be allowed to finish their fuck before they discovered that they were being watched.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeeee!" Tracy squealed.
By now Mark's cock was so stiff and eager that it was practically tearing its way out of his pants. He was pretty sure the other guys were having the same experience as they watched hot- blooded Tracy moaning with delight and taking Kyle's stiffly pounding prick.
Mark glanced at his steady girl, Kelly and saw that she was rubbing her crotch. She saw that he was looking at her, and she blushed and gave him a sheepish grin. She leaned close to whisper to him.
"I just can't help playing with myself, honey," she said. "This is getting me so horny."
"You and me both," Mark whispered back.
Just then Tracy threw back her head and howled with bliss as a massive climax ripped through her body. That got everybody's undivided attention.
"Unnnhhhhh, you did it, I'm cominggggg!" she screamed. "Ohhhhhhhhhh, fuck, Kyle, unnnnhhhhhhhhhh!"
"Awwwww, shit, fuck, awwwwww!" Kyle bawled, jetting his load into a hot little cunt for the first time.
"Oooooooh, shit, I'm coming so good!" Tracy sobbed.
She came for a long time, enjoying the sizzling flood of Kyle's jism. At last the two kids went limp and panting, and that was when Mark made his move, leaping out of the bushes and into the little clearing.
"Surprise!" he shouted.
CHAPTER NINE
Tracy and Kyle looked up into a circle of grinning faces. The whole Hamilton High in-group was watching them. They'd been caught in the act of spying on the party and fucking in the bushes.
"Oh, terrific!" Tracy moaned. "Now we're really in for it!"
"Don't let them get to you," Kyle said grimly. "They can't hurt us any more than they already have. We'll just walk out and not say a word."
Tracy nodded, proud of Kyle for being so brave and cool. They straightened their clothes and got up, prepared to leave the party scene and all the kids who wouldn't accept them just because they were a little different.
"Hey, wait, you guys!" Mark exclaimed. "Where are you going?"
"None of your business!" Kyle snapped. "We know we're not wanted here, so we'll just leave, okay?"
"But we want you to stay!" Kelly cried. "We think it was really gutsy of you to do what you did, and we want you to be part of our crowd!" All the other kids nodded in agreement. Kyle and Tracy stared at each other. All of a sudden they were popular. Their wild antics had won them a place among the elite. Mark and Kelly took their arms and steered them to the patio, and other kids began asking them to dance.
"I'll get you guys some beer," Mark offered. "Uh, yeah, thanks," Kyle stammered.
It took him and Tracy a little while to get over the shock of suddenly being accepted. They'd both been outsiders for so long, they hardly knew how to behave. But as they started to relax, they began to get some exciting ideas.
Tracy was thinking back to last week, when she'd approached Lance, the handsome quarterback, and asked him for a date. She'd been so hurt when he refused to even talk with her. Well, now she might be able to get somewhere with him.
Kyle was having similar thoughts. For years, ever since junior high, he'd had a secret crush on Kelly. He thought she was the most beautiful girl who ever lived. Sure, she was Mark's steady, but just maybe she'd have a little time for Kyle now. He'd consider himself lucky to get even one night with her.
Tracy made the first move. She waited till Lance's steady, Pam, went to the bathroom, then marched right up to the rugged young hunk and gave him her sexiest grin. This time he wasn't afraid to respond. He swept her out onto the dance floor for a close dance.
"You sure look nice tonight, Tracy," he said. "I've been hoping we could get to know each other better."
"I've been hoping for the same thing, Lance," she purred. "I think if went around to the side of the house, nobody would notice us."
"I think you're right," he leered.
Tracy wasn't wasting any time. She was going right for what she wanted, the cutest and most popular boy in school. She didn't trust all this sudden popularity. It could blow up in her face at any moment. So she was going for all the fun she could get.
They'd hardly gotten out of sight of the party before Lance grabbed her and kissed her. He was a terrific kisser. He pulled her close, jammed his mouth onto hers, and slid his hot slick tongue between her lips. Tracy melted against him.
"Mmmmmm!" she gurgled.
She pressed her petite curvy body against his tall hard frame and wantonly rubbed her mound against his fly. She slid her tongue over his, into his mouth. She wasn't bashful about showing her lust for him. She wanted as much of this loving as she could get before Pam took him back.
"Hey, Tracy," he said hoarsely, "you're a very sexy girl."
"I can be a lot sexier than that," she assured him.
Actually she was bluffing. She'd only made love once in her whole life, and that was less than an hour ago. But she acted sophisticated and experienced with Lance, dying to turn him on. Her act was working. He grabbed her and kissed her again, more urgently this time.
Tracy creamed right through her jeans. She could feel Lance's prick hardening against her mound. She felt its heat and throbbing right through his clothes. He was getting a hard-on for her, and that was exactly what she wanted.
"Lance?" came Pam's voice. "Lance, where are you?"
"Quick, duck!" Lance whispered.
He pulled Tracy into some bushes at the side of the house, and they hid there as Pam wandered by looking for him. Now Tracy knew she'd won, at least for tonight. Lance was so excited about making it with her that he was willing to deceive his steady girlfriend. When Pam was gone, he pulled Tracy down on the grass and kissed her, working his tongue around in her mouth.
He was lying half on top of her, and she could feel his engorged cock pulsating hard against her belly. She grabbed for his fly and unzipped it, then slid her hand inside his shorts and touched his swollen hot cock. He shivered with excitement.
"Yeah, play with it, baby!" he groaned.
Tracy wanted to do a lot more than that with it. She curled her fingers around the thick column of meat and pumped it till sticky hot cream began to leak from his piss hole. She smeared the cream up and down his throbbing prick.
Lance was busy, too. He unzipped her jeans and slid his hand down inside her panties. He touched the slick hot flesh of her cunt and caressed it, giving her delicious shivers of pleasure. This guy had been around. He really knew how to arouse a girl.
"Mmmmm, that feels so exciting, Lance!" Tracy sighed. "Yes, play with my pussy!"
She was feeling very excited and horny, yet she was in no hurry. As she and Lance lay behind the concealing bushes and played with each other, she wanted the sensuous fun to go on for hours. She could hardly believe she was making out with the cutest hunk in school.
But Lance felt more urgency than she did. As she pumped his cock and he played with her wet scorching-hot slit, he began to breathe raggedly. His prick bucked and creamed in her caressing fingers. He wanted to fuck her, and he wanted it right now.
"Tracy, baby!" he groaned. "Let me get your pants all the way off!"
"Only if I can take yours off," she teased.
"Yeah, sure go ahead!" he panted.
They quickly stripped each other from the waist down, and then Lance rolled on top of her, pinning her with his greater weight. Tracy wasn't scared, and she didn't protest. She felt the enormous hard head of his cock spreading her delicate cunt lips wide, and she shivered with excitement.
"Unnnnhhhhh, shit, yesssss!" she moaned. "Stick it in me, Lance, fuck me with that big thing!"
"Oh, shit, will I ever!" he growled.
He shoved his rock-hard cock into her as far as he could go, cramming her almost breathless. Tracy creamed all over his throbbing prick and gurgled with delight. It was a fantasy come true for her to be fucking the Hamilton High quarterback.
"Yeah, fuck me, honey!" she panted. "Fuck me good and hard!"
Lance was turned on by her boldness and naughtiness. He shoved his hands under her and cupped her hot firm little ass, then began sawing his steel-hard cock in and out of her slippery cunt. She arched her body up against him so his cock rubbed her clit and gave her a steady buzz of pleasure.
"Unnnhhhh, yeah, I love it!" she moaned. "I love the way you're fucking me, Lance!" She writhed to his rhythm, fucking back at him, doing whatever felt good. Nobody had ever told her how to fuck or how to be sexy, so she just did what she wanted. It seemed to suit Lance just fine. He fucked into her faster and faster as his excitement mounted.
"Unnnnhhhh, shit, you're so hot!" he groaned.
"Fuck me harder now, babe!" Tracy panted. "Really give it to me!"
Lance rocketed out of control and fucked into her with all his speed and force. It was brutal, but it was what she wanted. His pile-driving cock hammered over her clit and into her molten depths, driving her wild with pleasure. She felt her body explode with it.
"Oooooh, you're doing it, I'm comingggg!" she wailed. "Oooooooh, fuck--whaaahhhhh!"
"Awwww, shit, awwwwww!" Lance bawled, exploding his sizzling load into her sucking cunt.
Tracy gurgled blissfully as he filled her with his boiling jism. Since the day she entered Hamilton High, she'd wanted to fuck this handsome kid, and now her wish had come true. They kissed, straightened their clothes, and went back to the party smiling.
Pam eyed them closely, looking suspicious. But she couldn't prove a thing, and she knew better than to annoy Lance by nagging him. She just made the best of it, smiling at both of them and then leading Lance off to dance. Tracy looked around to see how her buddy Kyle was doing.
He was across the patio, grinning at her. They hurried toward each other to compare notes. Kyle was the first to speak.
"Did you just make it with Lance?" he asked with a big grin.
"Yeah," Tracy said with a shameless smile. "It was terrific. What about you? Any action?"
"Not yet," Kyle said, "but I've been thinking about it. I've always wanted to make it with Kelly."
"Then go for it," Tracy urged. "I'll get Mark interested in something else, and you take Kelly for a little walk."
"Thanks, pal," Kyle said. "I owe you one." Tracy found Mark and started a conversation with him. Out of the corner of her eye she watched Kyle approach Kelly and say something to her. He must have used just the right words, because the pretty brunette smiled, took his arm, and walked off with him.
What Kyle had said was, "Kelly, please don't laugh at me, but I've had a crush on you since sixth grade."
It sounded innocent, but it was enough to win any girl's heart. Kelly had smiled and allowed him to lead her around the side of the house where they couldn't be seen. Kyle's heart was pounding and his cock was hardening as he m finally got close to the girl of his dreams.
"I can hardly believe this is happening, Kelly," he said. "I think you're so beautiful, but I never had the nerve to talk to you before." Kelly slipped her arms around his neck and said, "You don't have to be bashful with me, Kyle. I think you're a very sexy guy."
"You do?" he croaked.
"Mmmm-hmmm!" she purred. "Brainy guys turn me on!"
Then she kissed him, practically shoving her tongue down his throat. It worked magic. His cock shot into ramrod stiffness, poking her belly. She moaned with excitement when she felt it. She broke the kiss, slumped to her knees before him, and unzipped his pants.
Kyle's mouth dropped open. He couldn't believe what was happening, and it was happening so fast. Kelly opened his fly, pulled down his pants and shorts, and fisted the thick hairy base of his cock. She stuck out her tongue and began licking the sticky cock juice from his piss hole.
"Mmmmm, uuummmmm!" she gurgled. Kyle struggled not to shoot his load right in her pretty face. The girl of his sex fantasies was going down on him, gobbling his cock juice like it was candy. His balls swelled almost to bursting, and his cock threatened to go off at any second.
"Kelly, that's great," he said hoarsely, "but I'd rather fuck you."
He just blurted it out. But she didn't get mad. She just pulled him down on the grass, and he landed on his back, his engorged teenage prick standing up stiff and drooling. Before he could recover from his surprise, Kelly was straddling him, impaling herself on his rigid cock.
"Unnnhhhhh, God, yesssss!" she wailed.
Kyle watched wide-eyed as the gorgeous cheerleader slid down the skewer of his cock. She kept going till only his balls showed. He finally collected himself, grasped her waist, and started fucking her like crazy. She howled with lust and pleasure.
"Unnnnhhhh, yessssss, Kyle!" she cried. "Fuck me hard, honey, fuck the living shit out of me!"
If he was dreaming, he never wanted to wake up. Just as in hundreds of jack-off fantasies, he was fucking the cutest cheerleader, making her wail with pleasure. Her hot cream was soaking his cock and balls. Her cunt was snug and fiery-hot around his jackhammering cock.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeeeee!" she babbled.
Kyle shot out of control and fucked her like there was no tomorrow. He felt her searing-hot twat getting tighter and tighter around his meat, and then all of a sudden they were both coming like crazy. He thundered his load into her sucking little cunt, and she sobbed in ecstasy.
"Take my load, Kelly--unnnggghhhhhhh!" Kyle roared.
"Ooooooh, cream meeeeeee!" Kelly wept. "Come in me, Kyle, ooooooh!"
Much later Kyle and Tracy compared notes. They were having a fantastic time. They were part of the in-crowd at last, making it with the cute and popular kids they'd always envied. It seemed as if they couldn't ask for anything more.
But for Tracy there was one big ambition left, and that was to have a steady boyfriend of her very own.
CHAPTER TEN
All the next week Tracy thought about it. She most definitely wanted a steady, but she couldn't settle on the right guy. She probably could have lured Lance or Mark or any of the popular guys away from their girls, but the idea didn't appeal to her.
The elite crowd had lots of handsome sexy boys, but none of them really interested Tracy that much. They could only talk about cars and sports. After you finished fucking them, there wasn't much to say or do. She wanted more than that from a steady.
One day she bumped into Kyle during lunch hour. She was delighted to see him, and she asked with a big smile, "Well, how's it going, hunk? Made it with any cheerleaders lately?" He smiled weakly.
"Matter of fact, I've made it with the whole cheerleading squad this week," he said. "And you know what? They're boring. They don't have anything to talk about."
"I'm running into the same problem," Tracy admitted. "I can't find anybody interesting, anybody I'd wanta spend a whole evening with."
"Yeah," Kyle sighed, "the only girl I really enjoy talking to is you, Tracy."
"And the only guy I love talking to is you, Kyle," she said.
They stared at each other, then began to laugh. It was so obvious--why hadn't they seen it before? They could never truly be part of the elite group. They'd always be outcasts, always be different, and that was why they were just right for each other.
"Tracy," Kyle chuckled, "will you go to the movies with me on Friday?"
"I'd love to, Kyle," she grinned.
They didn't discuss it, but they both knew that from now on they were going steady. They had things to talk about that other kids couldn't share--comparing notes on their peeping careers, discussing what it was like to be a loner and an outsider. These things drew Kyle and Tracy close.
But there was one other thing that attracted them to each other. Tracy realized that she was more turned onto her first lover than to any of the jocks and popular guys at school. And Kyle realized that while he'd grown bored with Kelly, he still had the hots for Tracy.
On Friday night Tracy brought Kyle in to meet her folks. They were delighted that she'd finally gotten a boyfriend, and Kyle impressed them as intelligent and polite. They told Tracy she could stay out later than her usual curfew.
Tracy and Kyle discovered a mutual interest in horror movies, and they saw a double feature and yelled and clutched each other. Then Kyle drove them out to the beach in his dad's car, which was like a hotel on wheels. They parked and watched the moonlit surf.
"Did you like fucking Kelly?" Tracy asked. "Yeah, it was like a dream come true!" Kyle sighed. "I'd been wanting to get into her pants since grade school. Did you like it with Lance?"
"Oh, yeah, I was so excited!" Tracy exclaimed. "He's so cute! I wanted to fuck him more than any other guy in school!"
They grinned at each other, neither of them feeling hurt or jealous. They knew they'd had to get Kelly and Lance out of their systems. But now that that was over, they only wanted each other. Kyle drew Tracy close for a long steamy tongue-kiss, and she melted against him and felt her cunt spurting molten cream.
They had plenty of time, so they didn't rush. They kissed till they were dizzy with longing. Tracy's tits swelled and her nipples went stiff and throbbing against Kyle's chest. His cock stiffened and hammered against his fly. He unbuttoned Tracy's blouse. She leaned back and gurgled with excitement as he stripped her. He removed her blouse and bra, then her jeans and panties and sandals. It made her feel so horny to just lean there passively while a boy undressed her. Then she got active and took off all his clothes.
There they were sitting stark naked in the front seat of his dad's car. If any kids or any cop had come by, they would have been caught in indecent exposure. But Kyle and Tracy loved taking crazy risks. They kissed and fondled each other, daring the world to object.
Kyle started sucking Tracy's tits, darting from one stiff throbbing nipple to the other and back again. Of course she had to return the favor, so she cupped and massaged his hard hairy balls. Her pussy was creaming uncontrollably.
"Mmmmmmmmm, Kyle, this is fun, but it's driving me crazy!" she gurgled.
"Got any suggestions?" he leered.
She leered right back at him and said, "Yeah, I think we oughta eat each other."
"Tracy, I'm disgusted with your dirty mind?" he snapped. "I'm taking you home at once! I'll spend the evening doing my algebra homework!"
As he spoke, he was easing her over into the back seat, where the steering wheel wouldn't be in their way. He got her down on her back and nosed between her thighs. She felt his hot breath fanning her famished slit, and she moaned eagerly.
Then his slippery hot tongue touched her engorged clit, and she whimpered in bliss. He raked his tongue up and down her gash, giving her incredible hot pleasure. He gobbled up her tangy cunt juice as fast as he could scoop it from her searing pussy.
"Ooooooh, shit, Kyle, yesssss!" the little blonde sobbed. "Eat me, honey, eat me good! I just love it!"
Kyle was making obscene wet licking noises as he gobbled her juice. The kid was a natural pussy freak. He couldn't get enough of her musky cream. But that was just great with Tracy. She could have gotten hours of pussy- eating and been perfectly content. She wanted to gorge herself on the wonderful sensations.
But at the same time she was dying to go down on Kyle. She wanted to lick and suck his cock, and she wanted to gobble his hot salty prick juice. She didn't want to just lie there and be passive. If only there was some way they could both go down on each other at the same time!
She gasped with delight as the idea came to her.
"Hey, Kyle, wait a second!" she cried. "I just got the wildest idea! Lie on your back, okay?"
"Okay," he laughed, "but what's this all about?"
"You'll see," she giggled. "It'll seem crazy, but I think it'll work."
It was going to work, all right. Tracy didn't know it, but she'd rediscovered something that had been exciting couples for centuries. She didn't have a name for it, but other people called it sixty-nine.
She had Kyle stretch out on his back, and then she backed up over him, bringing her seething wet slit within inches of his face. She backed up till her head was right over his cock. She looked down at the stiff-standing pillar of meat and drooled.
"Well, what do you think?" she asked.
"Fantastic," Kyle chuckled. "You're a genius, Tracy."
"Let's try it out," she said eagerly.
They went at each other like the healthy, homy young animals they were. Kyle shot out his tongue and lashed it hard over Tracy's delicious wet cunt, raking up all the hot cream he could get. Tracy shoved her wet lips down around his prick and started sucking up his juice.
"Mmmmmm, mmmmm!" she moaned.
"Oh, yeah, baby, suck it!" he panted.
Tracy was so pleased with the way her idea was working. Now they could gobble each other's cream at the same time. It seemed like a nice way to spend a couple of hours. She sucked hard, coaxing the salty juice out of Kyle's piss hole. She savored it before swallowing it, drooling all over his meat.
Meanwhile he was whipping his hot slick tongue over her horny pussy and lapping up her musky cream. She could feel him drooling Onto her cunt, soaking it with his saliva. She loved it that he was hungry for her. She was hungry for him, too, gorging herself on his salty cock cream.
Then he did something so exciting that she almost flew off the seat. Without warning he made his tongue thick and stiff, then crammed the whole thing into her cunt. He began fucking her with it, and Tracy had never felt anything so kinky and exciting. She drenched his face with spurting cunt juice.
"Uuuummmm, unnnhhhhh!" she moaned.
She sucked harder and harder on his big throbbing cock, suctioning the thick cream out of his piss hole. He shuddered with lusty excitement, and his cock bucked and throbbed on her tongue. He was close to shooting his load, and he drooled as she awaited a whole steaming mouthful of his juice.
But to her surprise, she was the first to come. Kyle dug his thick wet tongue deep and hard into her greedy little cunt, and as he touched bottom it was like pressing a trigger. She climaxed violently, soaking his face with sizzling come-cream.
"Unnnnhhhh, unnnhhhh, whaaaahhhhhh!" she howled.
As she came, she sucked like crazy on his engorged cock, and a second later she felt the first hot sting of jism in the back of her throat. Kyle rocketed out of control and pounded his sizzling load into her mouth. She gulped it eagerly.
"Unnnnnhhhh, aaaagggghhhhh!" he yelped.
The two horny teens gobbled each other's come till they were gorged on the hot cream. Then they snuggled together naked in the back seat, watching the moon. Kyle gently stroked Tracy's wet pussy, and she pumped his resting cock. She couldn't keep her hands off it, no matter what it was doing.
"I think of all the kids in school, we've got the dirtiest minds," Kyle said happily.
"Yeah, I think so, too!" Tracy sighed. "We sure do the wildest things! It'd be kind of boring to be just like the others!"
"I agree," Kyle said. He popped his middle finger into Tracy's cunt and pumped it teasingly.
"Mmmmmm, you're gonna get me horny again," she laughed. "Can you handle that?"
"What do you think?" Kyle asked as his cock went rigid and fat in her fist.
Tracy sizzled with lust. One orgasm was never enough to cool her teenage lust, and she eagerly looked forward to getting off with Kyle again. At last she had what every normal teenage girl needs, a steady boyfriend to make love with. She was going to make up for lost time.
Kyle rolled onto his back, glanced at his stiff- standing boner, and said, "How about sitting on it, Tracy? Take a ride on my cock?"
"Mmmmmm, what a kinky idea!" she gurgled.
She quickly climbed aboard, rubbing the slick hot flesh of her cunt over the fat knob of his cock head. He endured her teasing for a few seconds, then grasped her waist and steadied her as he pushed his rock-hard cock into her.
"Oooooooh, yesssssss!" she wailed. "Stick it in me, honey, give me all of it!"
Kyle leered up at her as he crammed her with every inch of his steel-hard teenage prick. When she was finally resting on his balls, he paused to catch his breath, and Tracy whimpered with excitement. She just loved being full of hard throbbing cock meat.
"Fuck me, honey!" she moaned. "Fuck me all night!"
Kyle fucked her slowly and deeply at first, savoring each thrust, then gradually speeded up. Her folks had said she could stay out late with this nice, decent, polite boy--so the kids were taking full advantage of the extra time. They didn't rush. They just gorged themselves on the fantastic sensations.
"Unnnhhhhh, I wanta fuck forever!" Tracy gurgled.
"I can only fuck you till my cock wears out! " Kyle laughed.
Tracy doubted that would ever happen. In Kyle she'd met her match, a teenager who was just as sex-starved and curious as she was, a kid who was making up for lost time. That was why they were so well suited. It was a first affair for both of them.
"Harder, honey!" Tracy moaned. "Really fuck it to me!"
"You got it!" he growled.
He started fucking her very fast and hard, and she bounced up and down his pistoning cock. She bounced right off it, and when she came down again he impaled her tiny hot shitter, not her cunt. Tracy gasped as her asshole was crammed with rock-hard cock.
"Ooooooh, wrong hole!" she cried.
"Oh, I dunno," Kyle panted. "Feels great to me."
Tracy realized he was right. This was a brand- new thrill. Her little asshole was very sexy- feeling, and she enjoyed being fucked there. She relaxed and let him jerk his creaming cock in the snug velvety hole. It seemed weird, but she knew she could come this way.
"Unnnhhhhh, yeah, honey, fuck my ass!" she moaned.
Kyle snorted and shivered with excitement as he fucked into the incredibly tight steamy hole. The hot friction was driving both kids fast towards another body-wracking orgasm. Tracy closed her eyes and felt her body exploding with intense searing pleasure.
"Oooooh, ooooh, you did it--whaaahhhh!" she screamed. "I'm cominggggggggggg-- unnnnnnhhhhhh! "
"Take it up your ass, baby--awwwwwww!" Kyle bellowed.
Tracy sobbed with ecstasy as Kyle pumped her sucking little shitter full of boiling jism. She couldn't imagine having such kinky fun with any other boy at Hamilton High. She had a dirty mind, and so did he. They were peepers, experimenters. In their own way they'd always be outsiders.
They were part of the popular crowd now, but they'd continued to have their secret adventures, escapades that only the two of them could understand.
