Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. June 22nd 1987 It was a rather gloomy, dull, rainy morning three weeks into my seventeenth year and I was bored out of my skull. My Bloody Valentine was spinning on my record-player and I was staring out the window at the rain. Melinda was away with her parents in spain and I was getting that familiar itch in my body. I was thinking that maybe i should just grab a book and take a long skin-wrinkling bath and hope the rain would stop in time so that we could still have that beach-party. Still in my pyjamas I walked to the bathroom to draw a bath as the phone rang. Mom called from downstairs. - Jo?? Phone! I went downstairs and picked up the phone. - Yes? - Hey babe. It's John. I was wondering what you're up to. The itch in my body went almost overboard when i heard John's voice. He was this guy I'd met at a party a couple of months earlier at a party. He was nineteen and so gorgeous it almost hurt your eyes just to look at him, the same way it hurts your eyes to look directly into the sun or a bright light. We'd danced a little but just like me he wasn't much of a dancer so instead we had snuck off on our own with a bottle of wine and made out. His hands were soft as whipped cream when he slid them over my skin and electric when they brushed against my nipples. He rolled them between his fingers. I must've moaned with sheer pleasure and my cunt gone soaking wet just by his touch. We kissed and touched and I pressed myself against him. My perky breasts into his hands, my groin rubbing against his thigh and my lips hard against his, our tongues dancing like contortionists on fire. I have no idea how long we'd lain there kissing touching, our clothes removed item by item until we were just in our underwear grinding our genitals against eachother before he finally pulled down his boxers and I just pulled my panties to the side. He wasn't really all that big but between arousal and expectation it felt like he impaled me on his rock solid cock We fucked without much nuance. It was now a matter only of reaching the climax and nothing else. His body slammed into mine and it wasn't long before I came in a blinding flash and he filled me up with his seed with a deep groan from deep in his throat. - Umm. Not much why? With mom just a few feet away in the kitchen I had to use every bit of self-control not to touch myself. - I got the house to myself and was wondering if maybe you'd like to come over for a while. I didn't even blink before accepting his invitation. Him and me alone in his parents house was always a good way to spend the day, usually fucking eachothers' brains out. We hung up and I went back upstairs to shower and get dressed. As I stepped into the shower my skin was almost on fire just thinking about John wrapping his strong arms around me and kissing me. I washed up, shaved my armpits and trimmed my pubes into a nice red bush on the mound and a close shave on my labia. I was so aroused by the very thought of everything John and I would do that I moaned with pleasure as I scraped the razor over my swelling labia. I picked out a pair of tight black jeans and a sleeveless red blouse, fixed my hair into it's usual spikey texture. I had decided against underwear and as i walked back downstairs the coarse fabric rubbed against my freshly shaved labia and increased my arousal. I went into the kitchen and grabbed an apple before telling mom I was going out and probably wouldn't be home until late, unless I decided to sleep over at Carole's. Mom just nodded and said to call if I decided for the latter. I took the bus over to John's and while walking the last 100 yards past all these turn of the century villas with clean cut grass, perfectly trimmed hedges and a Volvo or a in the driveway, my cunt was literally burning beneath the jeans. I rang the door and John opened it wearing just a pair of cut off jeans with frayed edges. His tanned skin shining as the sun reflected off his toned chest. He had a swimmer's body, slender and firm with an ass to kill for. His nipples were bright pink and against his bronze skin looked almost painted on. My eyes wandered down his chest and landed on the clearly visible bulge in his shorts, and just knowing what was hidden beneath send a shockwave of lust through my body. He smiled at me and without a word he backed into the house waving to me to follow. I followed him with my eyes still focused on his bulge. He closed the door behind me and almost as if on command I dropped to my knees in front of him, running my hands down his chest to his shorts. I looked up at him. He smiled down on me, shook his head and backed away from me again. I followed him on my hands and knees to the living-room. I was so excited and at the same time I felt like a toy for him to play with. My cunt was aching for him to touch it, or to be perfectly honest, for anyone to touch it and my lips were yearning for his cock. I know this thought never crossed my mind at the time, but looking back I have to admit that it was almost as if i was a slave to my own intense lust and to the spell his very presence, his very voice, his smile and the bulge in his shorts had on me. I also have to admit that the situation was a bit embarassing and maybe even degrading, but at the time I was thinking with my cunt and the cunt has no morals, It wants what It wants, and It wanted to get plowed deep and hard and was prepared to do whatever it took to achieve this goal. So I crawled on my hands and knees for him and loved every second of it. He back up against the window overlooking the backyard and undid his shorts. His 7" veiny cock sprung out like a spring in front of me. It was without question the most beautiful cock I'd ever seen. By now I moaned with every step I took towards him as it burned into my cunt. When finally I was close enough to lean forward and wrap my lips around his swollen cockhead I devoured it. My head moving up and down the length of the shaft with his hands digging into my hair. I sucked him like I was possessed by it, dribbling and drooling on it as it filled up my mouth.. - There's a good girl, he said with a soft laughter and pulled me to my feet. He kissed me deep and grabbed hold of my crotch. His other hand slid up under my blouse and grabbed my left breast, rubbing his thumb over my stiff nipple. - Now tell me what you want baby. - Fuck me please, I moaned. Fuck me! He tore open my jeans and helped me wiggle out of them before pushing me up against the sofa. His cock throbbing against my belly we fell down on it together and he drove his cock inside me. I came literally the moment his balls slammed against me. My body cramping, finally releasing all the tension. He pounded into me deep and hard. Our tongues dancing, our bodies melting together, becoming one. I came again and with a series of primal grunts he pulled out of me, gave up a howl and shot ropes of thick creamy sperm all over my blouse before collapsing back over me. We laid like that for a while, kissing and catching our breaths, my cunt still swollen and warm, his cock still hard against my thigh. He slid it back inside me and our bodies started to move against eachother in a slow rythm. His cum smeared into our bellies as we ground our bodies together. His cock swelling up inside me, my cunt gripping it tightly, milking it. The scent of sex and sweat rising up around us. This time he didn't pull out of me and I felt his cock explode buried deep inside me. I came again and as i did I bit into his neck muffling my scream. We didn't move and his cock softened inside me as we kissed and with a giggle finally got around to saying hi. We showered together and he gave me a t-shirt with the cover of Iron Maiden's number of the beast on it, to put on instead of my stained blouse. I borrowed a pair of his mom's panties. The rain had stopped and the sun was coming out. We spent the next hour sharing a bottle of wine and a pack fags on the back porch watching the rain, kissing and cuddling. John had a finger in my cunt and I was caressing his cock through the shorts. When he poured the last wine into my glass he slid his hand through my hair and pushed my head towards his cock. - Suck my cock Jo. I pulled down the zipper and got it out stroking it with one hand as i filled my mouth with wine before sliding my lips over his cock. He moaned out loud and pushed my head down until i gagged, wine gushing out of my mouth. I looked up at him and he smiled at me. I smiled back and wrapped my lips around his cock again, milking the head with my lips and taking about a third of it in my mouth. He moaned again and pushed his fingers deeper inside me, fucking me hard and fast with them. His other hand rested on the back of my head and I knew that he would sooner or later push my head down on his cock again. He loved to make me gag a little and I loved it. He worked a third finger inside and I started to moan on his cock, my head bobbing up and down. I felt him growing in my mouth and his fingers stretched my cunt wide open as he pounded them into me, his thumb pressing and rubbing against my clit. I spread open my legs as my lower abdominal muscles started to contract and when he felt my cunt starting to cramp around his cock he pushed my head down. I gagged. My orgasm started to rush through my spine and exploded in my cunt. I arched up and he put his hand over my mouth to stop me from screaming and alert the neighbours. I bit down on his hand and felt the cumjuices gush out of me. John kissed my ear and pulled his fingers out. He held them up to my face all glistening and creamy with cumjuices. I licked them and smiled happily at him. - let's go upstairs and fuck, he said and got up. He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist, my soaking wet cunt rubbing against his hard cock. I kissed him and reached down between our legs to slide it in. He carried me up the stairs and every step made his cock move about inside me and we had to stop at the landing half-way. He pushed me up against the wall, pulled my buttcheeks apart and pounded his cock into me like a madman. I bit down on his neck and came again as he did. We continued up the stairs and down the hall to his parents bedroom his cock still grinding inside me and tossed me onto their bed. We rolled around like two wrestlers moaning, groaning and fucking until i eventually landed on top. I sat up arching my back and started grinding my hips into his. My eyes met my own in the mirror on the closet door. My small round breasts bouncing. I slid my fingers over the pale pink nipples, the areolas just a shade darker than the skin around themMy hands wandered further up to my well defined collarbones and around my long slender neck, pushing my breasts together with my elbows. Our bodies moving in a perfectly synchronized rythm. John's hands gripping my buttcheeks pulling them apart and thrusting his hips up to meet mine, working us both into a sexual frenzy. I leaned back on my elbows his cock just barely still inside me, milking it with my cunt. We were both breathing heavily and none of us wanted it to end. I closed my eyes and slid back and forth on his cock which was pressed so hard against the front of my vaginal tract massaging my g spot in ways i had never even dreamed possible without a vibrator. I was so taken by the pleasure of the moment that I never even picked up the signals from my bladder before the first burst of pee squirted out. John asked me if I'd just cum and slid his fingers over my cunt scooping up the liquid. I was so embarrased but between the position I was in and the effort of controlling my bladder I couldn't really do much. My cunt was gripping tightly around his cock and I saw him lift his fingers to his mouth, smelling them, licking them. I was just about to apologize when he moaned really deep and gave off an excited wow. - Fuck that's hot Jo. Gimme more. He grabbed my hips and pushed himself all the way into my cunt still moaning for more. I relaxed and the pee gushed out glistening like liquid gold in the afternoon sun. It splashed all over his chest and face. Firmly gripping my hips he rocked me back and forth on his cock and it wasn't long before we both came so hard. Our bodies convulsing together. His cum pumping deep inside me and I swear the neighbours must've heard our screams. It took us a good few minutes to get our bearings back after our orgasms subsided. I rolled off him and looked at him and the mess I'd made. He was tracing his fingers along his chest through the puddles with a wicked smile and excitement in his eyes. He lifted his fingers to his mouth again and licked them clean with a pleasurable moan. - come. taste it, he said. I curled up next to him and slid my fingers through the puddles and I'd be lying if I said it didn't excite me or that the orgasm i was still feeling the aftershocks off had not been one of the best I'd ever had. Just as I was about to bring my fingers to my lips John got up. - Better yet Jo, come ... He took my hand and lead me down the hallway to the bathroom. suspecting what he was thinking I giggled all the way. I squatted down in the shower cabinet and started rubbing my cunt in expectation of what was to happen. I arched my back to push my breasts out, tilted my head back and looked up at him as he stood over me, legs wide apart with his softening cock in one hand waving it in front of my face. I gave it a lick and from deep down in the darker corners of my subconscious I could hear myself ask him to piss all over me. And when the first drops hit my chest right between my breasts I moaned and pushed two fingers up my cunt almost cumming again just from the warm wetness and the smell of his urine splashing against my chest.My fingers pounding away in my cunt I started to cum again and when there was just a trickle left I wrapped my lips around his cock. I sucked him deep and the taste is impossible to describe. Sure you could call it salty and sweet with an acidic tang, but that's just half the truth, if that. You could also say it had a strong bread like taste with a hint of cardamom. You could say all those things but you'd still not nail the taste. Some might say that just like sperm it's an aquired taste, but I just loved it right from the first drop. I massaged his cock with my lips and soon he grabbed the back of my head and started to slowly fuck my mouth, not very deep but enough for me to gag a little every two or three thrusts. He cried out and shot off a second load of sperm in my mouth - Fucking hell Jo. You're so fucking good. Licking my lips with his cum on my tongue i got back up and we kissed as he turned on the shower. - I've never had an orgasm like that ever before John. That was just ... I mean ... Fuck that was awesome ... like ... - shh. He kissed me again and we showered for a long time locked in an affectionate embrace.