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 The neighborhood in which I grew up back in the Sixties was full of 
"good" girls who had a strong interest in sex, but didn't do much about 
it because virginity was somewhat more valued then than it is today. 
Guys in my neighborhood might make out and get a quick feel of boobs 
occasionally, but that was rare; that is,until Sheila moved to our 
neighborhood.Sheila came from another town where the girls were a step 
or two ahead of the young ladies in our neighborhood. Not that Sheila 
was a slut or anything, but she was a bit more daring than the other 
girls.
 Shortly after she moved in, Sheila taught me a game
 called "Trust Me?" Ever heard of it? I hadn't until Sheila showed me. 
One summer night, we were sitting on my front steps talking,and she put 
her hand on my knee and asked, "Trust me?" Not being sure what she 
meant, I said,"Sure. Why?" Then she moved her hand an inch or two up my 
leg and said, "Trust
 me?" Now I got it. She wanted to play games. The "Trust me"
 question and "Yes" answer game continued as she moved her
 hand closer and closer to my crotch. I had a rapidly rising
 hard-on, but it wasn't a fully developed woodie yet, so I stopped her 
before she got to my dick. Then it was my turn to ask: "Trust me?" She 
let me get past her knee before she said: "No." Then it was her turn 
again. This time I let her move up until she touched the head of my dick 
before I said "No." By now, I was completely hard, and couldn't wait 
until the next time. When it was her turn again, she led me get about 
halfway up her thigh before she stopped me. I asked about this little 
teasing game and she told me it was something the kids back in her old 
neighborhood used to do. I told her it was an interesting little game. 
Then, we started over again. This time I let her get a feel of my whole 
cock in its full glory. She gave it a little squeeze, and asked: "Trust 
me?" I said "Yes", and then she gave it a much harder squeeze. This went 
on for awhile until she was rubbing the length of my erection through my 
pants. Being a virgin myself, I was getting real close to shooting a 
load in my pants right there. Suddenly, she stopped and said it was 
getting late and she had to get home. She started toward her house up 
the street. As she did, I thought to myself,"That dirty little 
prick-teaser." Then she turned around and said, "Wanna play some more 
tomorrow night?" Did I? All I could do was look at her and say, "Yeah!" 
Damn right, I did. I went inside to my bedroom and immediately jerked 
off.


 The next night, I waited on my front steps for Sheila. It and I was 
afraid she wouldn't show. But in a few minutes, there she was. She said, 
"Is there anyplace around here that we can go to have some privacy?" I 
suggested we head for the field behind the woods down the street. Off we 
went.
 When we got there, we talked for awhile. Then she began the
 game again. During the whole time we played, I never got a
 chance to feel her pussy which was frustrating since I'd never felt one 
before. But she seemed to enjoy feeling my dick. We got as far as we had 
the night before with her rubbing my dick through my pants. Then she 
took a detour. She asked: "Trust me?" Of course I said, "Yes." She then 
started to work her hand up towards my waist and asked:"Trust me?"
 "Yes." Her hand moved up more.
 "Trust me?"
 "Yes." Her hand moved up to my belt.
 "Trust me?"
 "Yes." She began to undo my belt. My heart was beating like
 crazy, my dick was getting harder by the second, and with each
 "Trust me?", she proceeded step-by-step to undo my snap, then
 my zipper, and slowly made her way down my briefs until she
 touched my cock. To make a long story short, she began to give me an 
unbelievable handjob. Being young, it took me very little time to cum 
which I did...all over her hand. She smiled at me and asked, "You like?"
    "Wow!" was all I could say for the longest time. As she
 wiped her cum-soaked hand on my jeans, I asked her if that was the 
first time she had ever done that.(Duh)
    She giggled and said, "No, I've made lots of guys come in
 my old neighborhood." Wow! Lucky guys. I tried,
 unsuccessfully, to get my hand on her pussy, but she wouldn't let me. 
She seemed pleased just to get me off.


 We played this game a few more times in the following weeks. I got a 
handjob, while she continued to keep my hands away from her pussy. When 
we first started doing this, I thought maybe the reason why she wouldn't 
let me touch her was because she was having her period. But a week or 
two had passed, so it wasn't that. I guess she just was into getting 
guys off. Or maybe she didn't want to go farther outside. At this point 
I didn't care. I could now say for sure that she wasn't a "prick 
teaser."
 One day, when her parents were at work, she called me up and
 invited me over to her house. Cool, I thought. Indoors. Maybe
 I'll get lucky and get a chance to feel her pussy, maybe more.
 I got over there, but she wasn't alone. Three other girls from the 
neighborhood were there. Damn, I thought, looks like there wouldn't be 
any games today. I was wrong. We were all in the living room talking 
with Sheila sitting right next to me
 and the other girls sitting around us. Suddenly, Sheila put her hand on 
my knee and said, "Trust me?"
 This really caught me by total surprise. She couldn't be serious. In 
front of the other girls? I didn't say anything. I froze up.
 Again, she asked: "Trust me?" I looked around the room. The
 other girls were watching. They seemed interested
 and apparently knew what Sheila was up to. Sheila looked at me, then 
looked at them, and said to me: "I asked you a question:
 TRUST ME?" She WAS serious.
 All I could do was say: "Uh-huh."
 And with that, the game began. I was a bit nervous about what
 was going to happen. On the one hand, I was already a bit of an 
exhibitionist at that age and this was an exciting opportunity. On the 
other hand, I had never shown myself to a group of girls at one time. 
These were girls that I had known and grown up with for several years, 
fantisized about, had made out with, and now here was a chance they were 
going to willingly look at my dick. My HARD dick (I hoped). It didn't 
take long to get through all the preliminary "Trust Me" questions until 
Sheila had my pants undone and was ready to reach into my underwear. At 
this point, Sheila looked at the girls who leaned forward for a closer 
look,then looked me right in the eyes and said, very slowly, "Trust
 me?" I nodded, my heart racing, my chest tight, and then...she reached 
in and pulled out my cock, exposing me completely to the room of girls. 
I never was so excited in my life. The girls had a whole series of 
different reactions as soon as they saw my hard cock for the first time. 
It must have been the first time they had seen a penis, or at least a 
teenaged boy's penis, and certainly an erect penis. Their eyes widened, 
their mouths dropped open a little bit. I heard at least one or two tiny 
gasps, a "wow", eyes gawking at my dick, then turning to look at each 
other, giggles, then more stares at my dick. Jesus! I couldn't get over 
this. It was
 overwhelming. The blood was rushing to my head as all these
 girls I knew were staring at my hard-on all the time while Sheila was 
gripping it tightly, shaking it at them. Sheila began to stroke my dick 
in front of the girls. Oh my God, I thought. She's gonna make me cum 
right in front of them. I was so fucking hard by that time I knew it 
wouldn't take long. I wanted to cum in the worst way, yet I wanted this 
moment to linger as long as possible. The girls were continuing to react 
as they watched Sheila jerking me off. They continued gawking at my 
dick, watching Sheila's hand rubbing the length of my dick, watching my 
reactions to the handjob. It was more than I could take. I shot all over 
my shirt and Sheila's hand and arm. The girls were taken aback, I think. 
I suspect they were not sure exactly what they expected to see. They 
looked at my dick shooting cum, they looked at my face, they looked at 
the cum. I was breathing as heavily as if I was running the mile, 
moaning uncontrollably as Sheila finished me
 off. Afterwords, I sat back on the sofa exhausted, a little
 embarassed to have them watch as the cum began to dribble
 down my cock as it began to shrink. The girls were murmuring
 and whispering among themselves, so I excused myself and went
 to the bathroom to clean up.
 While I was in the bathroom, I began to catch on to what the little 
game was all about. I heard Sheila tell the girls, "See, that's all 
you've got to do. If you make them cum, they're happy, you don't have to 
go all the way with them, and they'll do just about anything you want 
them to do."
 It wasn't long before Sheila's little lesson seemed to have an effect 
on the whole neighborhood. There were a lot of us guys geting jerked off 
that summer.
 Wherever you are, Sheila, thanks a lot.


                                                      
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