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                                  Reckless


                    A Serial Erotic Novel in Installments

                              by David Lawrence



                       Chapter 6 - Sex Ed with Kristy



"I thought I was coming over to help you with the math exam study." said
David, who was always called Davy by everyone at school.  Even the girls who
usually ignored the tall, thin math wizard with the horn-rimmed glasses
called him that when they had to speak to him for some reason.

"You are, Davy.  And I do need the help.  But I know a better place to study
than my house.  Some friends have asked me to house-sit this weekend and I
have a key.  Let's go over there and study, Okay?."

"All right.  I guess it doesn't matter where we do it."

"You're right." replied Kristy with a wink, patting the empty passenger seat
in her 1986 Mustang, which had only a few rents and tears in it.  Davy
climbed in beside her, letting his eyes linger only for a moment on the red
hair and blue eyes, the white t-shirt with a pink trim and a funny face on
the front, the tight cutoff jeans that flowed around her fertile and sexy
hips, and the tanned perfect legs of a girl the sight of whom could melt the
frozen loins of an octogenarian scoutmaster.

Sure, Davy the math wiz was a teenaged human being, and thus he'd made love
to the girl sitting beside him in every concievable nasty, dirty way in his
fantasies; but now in the fading light of the late May afternoon, he knew
she was off limits to him.  He wished it wasn't so, but no girl really
looked twice at him, and thus knowing he wasn't sexy, to risk anything other
than a distant relationship was to court the kind of humiliation and
rejection he would do just about anything to avoid.

The weather was getting hot, and Kristy's air conditioner didn't work, so as
they drove with the windows open her hair blew out wildly behind her, but
she seemed unconcerned.  The last exam of the year was upon her, and she
wanted desperately to do well on it.  Nothing troubled her as much as the
image she had of being an airheaded bimbo.  She was far from stupid, but in
her studies she was too frequently inattentive.  There was just so much life
to live, she couldn't fit it all in.  But it seemed to her that Davy could
help her, and, no doubt, she could help him.

"Tell me, Dave, " she saidly loudly over the wind to the silent boy sitting
next to her staring straight ahead down the road, "you're a senior,
aren't you?"

"Sure." he replied, startled and somewhat pleased that she had called him
Dave rather than Davy.

"Do you mind if I ask you a personal question, then?"

"No, go ahead." What else could he say, he thought.

"Have you ever been laid?" Her tone was matter-of-fact, as if she'd asked if
he'd ever had strawberry ice cream.

"What?"

"You know what I mean, don't ya?" she asked, turning her radiant face
towards him, her long red hair flowing back behind her.  "I mean fucking. 
Like, putting your dick inside a girl and moving it back and forth till you
cum.  Got the picture?" she smiled broadly.

This conversation was entirely outside David A. Graham's experience.  He was
a nice boy who lived at home with his parents and had done everything he
could to please them.  He thought his horniness was his own dirty little
secret.  He took a lot of precautions to be sure nobody knew he masturbated. 
He could see the look in this mother's eyes now: I'm so *ashamed* of you
David, so very *ashamed*.  And you should be too.  This is just so *awful*
and so *disgusting*.

"Well, not really." he replied nervously, forgetting to raise his voice so
it could be heard over the wind.

He looked a bit pained, and his face was turning beet red.

"Well, hey, Dave, it doesn't hurt, you know.  It's a natural thing. 
Everybody does it.  And you're over eighteen, sweetie, you're not a little
kid anymore."

"So I've been told." he replied, but stared straight ahead.  Still, inwardly
he smiled a little.  He snuck a another look at her, sitting there driving
with that sexy, incredible body.  Then a flash of anger: why was she teasing
him this way?  He hated it when the girls did that.

He was still staring straight ahead when the mustang swung into Pam's
driveway.  But he unfroze in time to accompany Kristy to the door.  The
house was indeed empty, and a little to David's surprize, Kristy went
straight to the kitchen table and spread out the books.  And to her
surprize, David turned out to be a great teacher.  He explained things
clearly and patiently that she had never understood.  There was a meeting of
the minds, and a shared purpose, and soon he forgot what he thought was the
teasing in the car.  He almost, but not quite, forgot the inspiring legs and
gorgeous ass that sat so close to him by the quiet kitchen table, as the
time passed silently and the night spread it's wings over the day.

It seemed like minutes, but an hour passed.  As Dave (she couldn't even
think of him as Davy anymore) got up to get them a soda, she thought how
surprizing it was that a real person lay frozen beneath the shy exterior, a
person who emerged lit up with enthusiasm as he saw she was paying attention
to him, and learning from him.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"I know who that is." exclaimed Kristy, getting up and going through the
little hallway from the kitchen to the door.  Dave could hear the exchange
of words.

"Hi Kristen! Hi Jeff!" Kristy said in her rather low voice.  

"Hi!  Ok if we come in?" replied a female voice.  

"I invited you didn't I?" Kristy said back.

All three came back to the kitchen.  Dave knew Kristen, she was in his
senior class but not a close friend.  Blond and slim and athletic, he knew
she was a sports buff, but wasn't really sure what sport she was into. Jeff
was obviously her boyfriend, taller and older, probably a college kid. Dave
was immediately uncomfortable as Kristy made introductions all around. He
wondered if they were there to study too.

Kristen gave him a sweet smile, and he relaxed a little.  Nope, no study,
for after a little small talk Kristen and Jeff got a quick house tour from
Kristy, who showed them every room, including Pam's waterbed in the bedroom. 
Afterward, Kristen and her boyfriend settled on the couch with some beer
they'd bought and turned on the TV.  Kristy returned to the kitchen table,
saying over her shoulder as she left them alone, "Just a little more for us
to study, so be good you two!"

Fifteen minutes of studious concentration later, a strange sound rose
slightly over the noise of the TV.  Kristy and Dave immediately looked up. 
It was a quiet but unmistakable feminine moan.

"I bet they're doing something naughty."  Kristy whispered, but Dave didn't
say anything and returned to his explanations.  But shortly, the moan came
again, a little louder.  Dave and Kristy looked at one another, then she
quietly got up from the chair and padded on bare feet to the hall where the
living room was visible.  Dave just sat there and watched her go.

Twenty seconds later, she reappeared, and holding out a hand, beckoned Dave
to join her.  He knew he should just sit there, but something made him get
up and follow the sexy redhead in spite of himself.  He even tried
consciously to be quiet.

At the wide doorway where the hall opened into the living room, the two
young and curious heads peered discreetly around the doorjamb.  What they
saw was a side view of the comfortable wide stuffed couch facing the TV.  In
one corner, Jeff lay back against the armrest, one foot on the floor and the
other on the couch.  Straddling the couch-borne leg, Kristen had both her
tanned and athletic legs spread low on the couch, and her arms around Jeff's
neck.  The TV was ignored, as she locked her lips in a passionate kiss with
her boyfriend's.  The movement of their tongues inside their cheeks was
clearly visible, and the eyes of the young lovers were closed as they
enjoyed the ecstasy of the urgent wet kisses.  What was most shocking to
David, her thin pink summer blouse was unbuttoned and the bra cast aside on
the floor, and one of Jeff's hands was fondling and rubbing her naked
breasts even as they kissed.

David stood rooted to the spot.  He'd never even dreamed of seeing anything
like this in his life.  He knew he should leave but he didn't move. Somehow,
the fact that Kristy didn't look away either, but seemed fascinated, kept
him there.  A powerful nervous tension did battle in his body with a
struggling green shoot of arousal, making itself felt in spite of his mental
denial.

Eventually, the kiss broke.  The lovely girl leaned back slightly, as her
boyfriend reached up with both arms, and taking her breasts in his wide
palms, began to rub both her peaked nipples back and forth with his thumbs.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhyeeeessss." she moaned again, "You know what that does to me
baby."

"What does it do to you, golden girl?"

"It makes me so hot and tingly and wet for you baby. Oh, God, you drive me
wild."

"Yeah, your tits are so goddamn sexy, and I love these hard little nipples,
love to tweak them." he said with an aroused fervor to his voice as he
twirled them between his thumb and forefinger.  She trembled visibly, and
began to rub her crotch on his leg in an unmistakable invitation to lustier
activities.

It was too much.  David felt himself getting hard, the blood flowly
deliciously into his cock, and drew back and softly walked the few steps
back to the kitchen.  In a few moments, Kristy followed.

"What's wrong, guy?" she asked him in a whisper.

"That's so private, we shouldn't be looking."

"I'll tell you a secret if you promise not to repeat it anywhere." she
whispered.  He leaned down a little as she stood close to him, her sexy
body so near it seemed to physically hurt him in some way.  "Ok." he said.

"She loves it." Kristy whispered into his ear.  Her lips were so close her
warm breath sent chills down his spine.  "We're friends and I've
double-dated with her before.  She likes being watched.  She even likes it
when she knows someone is watching.  Can you handle that?"

"I guess so." he replied, in somewhat of a a state of moral confusion at
this unexpected new information.  "But, " he suddenly thought, and said
aloud, "What about him?"

"Let me tell ya, sweetie, once his dick gets hard he really doesn't care any
more either."

David just looked at her.  She winked and flashed a wicked smile at him. 
"Now c'mon back with me.  Don't be a chicken.  You've been teaching me and
now it's my turn."

Knowing it was wrong, he couldn't seem to stop himself.  He removed his
shoes at her whispered suggestion, and they crept back to their watching
post, the tops of their heads up to their eyes peering around the edge of
the doorway.

Things had progressed dramatically.  The attractive blonde Kristen was now
sitting slouched down in the couch, her hips on the edge, as the taller Jeff
was on his kneews in front of her.  She put her feet, now bare, on the floor
and raised up just as Kristy and David resumed their watching, and Jeff
boldly just slipped her shorts off, leaving her in only a pair of sheer
panties.  Her blouse was open, revealing her enchanting breasts with the
tight hard nipples, so sexy and healthy they pointed in different
directions.  Her eyes were closed as she assisted her boyfriend in removing
the barriers to their pleasure.

He paused then, the cutoffs discarded, as if in wonder.  "God, you're so wet
it's incredible." he said, staring into the damp valley between her smooth
legs.

"Yes, lover, and what are you going to do about it?"

He reached forward and with his fingers began to trace the outline of her
puffy and visibly aroused lips through the sheer, silk panty.  The look of
pleasure on her face, the way her head leaned back and her eyes closed, more
than the action between her legs, made David's cock harden to a full
erection inside his pants.  He was hooked now.  He no longer wanted to
leave, even though it might be painful to see such pleasure given and taken
and not even know what it felt like himself.

Jeff only played a little while, and then Kristen lifted her hips in a
gesture that couldn't be missed, even by David.  He took hold of the panties
and slipped them off.  The big wet stain in the center was clearly visible. 
David had never known that a woman could get so wet.  He did not know the
reality and power of a woman's arousal -- he had thought they just put up
with it, or did it for favors.

Her naked pussy, the lips swollen out and colored a bright pink on the
outside fading to a deep vermillion within, shone with the copius honey that
flowed from inside her.  She pushed her hips towards Jeff, and he responded
so quickly it almost looked savage and wild.  He kissed her inner thighs,
andshe automatically spread her legs wider for him.  It was obvious that
hiscock was almost painfully hard inside his pants, so much so he had to
reach down and rearrange it slightly.  But he knew his pleasure would not be
denied, it would only have to wait a bit longer.  He gave her hers.  His
face pressed into the V of her beautiful legs, and both Kristy and David
could see the slight movement of his jaw that signaled the tongue working in
theher warm velvet folds.

"Ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, god, YES." a long moan came from the supine
girl, that had such an inexpressibly pathetic quality to it, as though her
whole soul was dancing quiveringly alive on the tongue that pleasured her.

Jeff's head moved up and down, and the watching couple could tell that the
long strokes of the wide tongue were scooping up the sexy Kristen's sweet
honey.  He was damn good at it, Kristy thought.  If he didn't belong to
Kristen, I'd like to have a few cracks at him.

High-pitched moans escaped the lips of the transported girl.  Along with
"yes....yes.....oh god fuck me, just like, oh ....justlikethat....".

His head stopped moving up and down, and the voyeurs could see his lips
puckered at the top of the furrow.  His tongue was obviously working
directly on her clit, as Kristy observed, even if David was lost on the
details due to inexperience. Below, a hand crept up to insert a finger
inside his squirming victim.  As it did, she bucked and howled, "Yes, fuck
me with it, oh god, YES!".

Jeff began sensuously working his finger in and out.  This had such an
effect that Kristen began to lean back even further, and clench her teeth as
her beautiful features distorted in agonized pleasure.

The combination of tongue and finger soon made her even wilder.  Her hips
began to heave in a rhythmic motion against him, making him need to flex his
neck to keep his tongue on her clit, but he did it, driving in even more
firmly the wilder she moved.

It was the sounds she made that were so incredible, though.  She didn't even
try to be quiet, and there's no human sound quite like the noise a woman
makes when she's really into sex -- not the fake sounds you hear in the
porno movies.  The tension in her moans and whimpers and gasps gave the two
teen voyeurs and her boyfriend undeniable evidence of how far she was lost
in otherworldly pleasure.

Kristy could feel the sweet tension in her loins, the swelling of her sex,
the wetness and heat begin to flow freely.  She gave herself over to the
excitement.  A vibrant electricity seemed to flutter like butterfly wings
all over her body.  She wanted to reach down and touch herself but she
forced her hand to wait.  For his part, David felt a longing, a desperate
need as his cock asked him to touch it, rub it, give it the pleasure it
yearned for.  He too forced himself to not move or touch.

Jeff's oral pleasuring of Kristen quickly reached it's climax. Such
extravagant feelings could not last.

"Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww GOD" she wailed, and heaved one last time, her face a
contorted mask of ecstasy.  Her loins just left the couch entirely and
shoved into Jeff's face violently, pushing him back.  He held on to her
thighs, and she fell back, then heaved and wailed again. Even Kristy had
seldom seen anyone let go so completely when they came.

After that last heave, she fell back and lay there gasping over and over
again in a breathless voice, oh god, oh god.  Her breathing was harsh and
she kept gasping for breath.  Jeff, his head still attached by the neck
despite her thrashings, rested his chin on her brownish blonde bush and
looked up at the contented face of his girl, eyes still closed but a sweet
smile creeping across.  His clean-shaven face and lips were shining with a
through coating of her sweet juices.

David seemed to have trouble breathing himself.  He knew he shouldn't have
watched this -- now he was rock hard and his body full of juice, and nowhere
to go and nothing to do about it.  It was agony, but kind of a sweet agony. 
He'd never been near this excited in his life.  And confused.  It was all
too much.  He wished he had a car of his own, or even a bike, so he could
ride home and masturbate furiously, as many times as he could stand it.  He
had a jar of vaseline in his nightstand, and he knew he'd need it tonight.

His eyes took in the sight before him one last time, and he vowed to
remember it.  Kristen opened her eyes, and the look of contentment and joy
on her face was another thing among many he'd never dreamed of.  He saw her
reach down to her boyfriends curly hair and stoke it lovingly.

"You are a gorgeous wonderful man." she sighed.  "I bet you've got a nice
present hidden away for me right now, don't you?"

Jeff thought of his throbbing cock and replied "You bet, baby."

"I'm ready for it babe, but you just might need to carry me into the
bedroom, my legs might be kind of weak."

"Bull, your legs are stronger than mine, but I'll carry you if you want."

Jeff then lifted his lover, naked but for her flimsy and open blouse, and
cradled her in his arms as they headed for the bedroom for Round Two. 
Kristy and David could hear their conversation as they went in.

"What if we mess up the bed, we'll have to wash the sheets." he was saying.

"Better that than the couch, sweetie." Kristen replied with a giggle.  They
didn't bother to even close the door.


David straitened up, his back aching and his legs weak.  He hadn't realized
how tight his body had been, but his cock was giving off pleasure sparks,
that, from long experience, he knew he had to ignore so it might go down
until he could get in private.

He started to move towards the kitchen, in a kind of daze that had made him
almost forget his companion.  But he hadn't gone two steps before a pair
surprizingly strong arms wrapped around him and pushed him against the wall
of the hallway.  Before he could react, a very warm and buxom female body
pressed against his front, sandwiching his back tightly against the wall.

"*You* are not going *anywhere*." said Kristy, her hands sliding up under
his shirt along his sides.  Her body melted into his.  He'd felt a few girls
up close at the two or three dances he'd gone to in his life, but nothing
like this.  My God, his cock was hard and she must be able to feel it!

She didn't seem to mind, in fact, her body pressed as tight as it could, and
then she pushed her loins forward to merge with his even harder.  He could
clearly feel her belly press up against his erection.  There was nowhere to
go so he stood there.  She held him tight and looked up into his eyes.  He
looked back, and the glowing heat he saw there almost shocked him. As they
looked at one another, she began to undulate her hips in a sexy motion,
rubbing her lower belly against his long cock stretched up so high that it
rose several inches it seemed above his beltline.

"I'm a woman, and you're a man, Dave honey." she breathed to him as she
humped against him ever so slowly, "And you're hard, and I'm wet, baby, you
know what that means?".

He couldn't answer, so she continued, "It feels good doesn't it, that
rubbing.  Feels good to me too sweetie, I makes me want to make you feel so
good."

The motion did feel good to him, in fact, so good it almost made his vision
blur.  He felt a stirring inside that he'd never felt before.  It made him
feel reckless, unconcerned with Mom and her shame.  Fire spread out from his
loins, and he didn't try to fight it, but it was mingled with tension and
fear; fear that he'd make a fool of himself.  He didn't even know how to
kiss, and here was this...expert...who would be disappointed in him.  But he
couldn't think of an escape, and her motion was rubbing his fear away
slowly.

She must have sensed it.  "Don't worry hon I'll show you what you need to
know.  You led me through the equilaterial triangles and asymetrical
slices, now just relax baby and follow my lead."

"Okay." he said in a squeeky voice, but he did begin to relax a little.  She
was so sweet.  He was used to girls making fun of him, used to words like
"nerd" and "geek".  But the sexiest girl in school seemed to want him, and
was being nice to him -- it was a miracle that made him almost believe it
was another dream.

"Just stand there right now baby, you don't have to do a thing.  You're too
hot to learn hon and I know just how to cool you down some.  Lean back
against the wall." she said, as if he wasn't already pressed there.  Her
warm body left him, and she dropped to a squatting position and began to
undo his belt with an expertise that told of countless other unbeltings.  As
she did, her hand felt the outlines of his long and rather thin cock.  Hmmm,
she thought inwardly, another right-on.  His fingers were long and thin too,
and she'd told her girlfriends that the way to know how a man's cock was
built was to look at his fingers.  Mostly, it was true -- there were some
notable exceptions she could think of, but Dave was right on the money with
her theory.

The belt undone, she undid the fastener and pulled the pants down to his
knees.  He felt the air on his legs.  He couldn't help but look down, taking
in a top view of her staring straight at his hard cock still hidden by his
white briefs.  She ran her finger up and down and all over the shape of it,
making him tremble slightly as the shoots of pleasure hit his overheated
brain.

The pleasure was powerful, but the tension hadn't melted entirely.  The
tension was the only thing that gave him control, if you could call it that.
Without the lingering uncertainty, he would have exploded at her touch.

He closed his eyes, and then felt the finger loop under the elastic and pull
down down the briefs.  God, he was naked in front of her, and she was right
there looking at it!  It was nasty and he didn't want to look, but he had
to.  He looked down just as she took his long, red, throbbing cock into her
warm hand and began to stroke it up and down right in front of her eyes. 
The sight and feel were both overwhelming.  He closed his eyes again, and
very shortly felt a warm wetness at the tip of his cock.  He couldn't believe
this, he just couldn't.  It wasn't happening to him.  It wasn't real.

He looked down again, drawn by some magnetism he wasn't aware of.  And it
was real.  Her full pink lips closed tightly over his cock head, and the
freckled face moved forward slightly as she took him slowly into her mouth. 
He could feel only smooth lips, somehow touching nerves and lighting fires
that his own hand had never even come close to.  And then the tongue -- he
could clearly feel her tongue licking and circling and swirling gently
against his sensitive sex like the beating of a thousand wings of angels.

He closed his eyes and heard himself moan.  He was floating on a sweet river
of fire, and had no choice now but to ride with the current.

Higher and higher he went, as the experienced tongue and lips and mouth of
the teen sex goddess drove him to a controlled frenzy.  His whole body
burned and ached.  He began to fear he would cum, and do a horrible thing
by cumming in her mouth.  

"I...I...might...cum." He gasped to her.

"Cum, baby.  Cum, my sweet Dave.  Give it to me, I want it, all you've got. 
Don't be shy honey, squirt it in my mouth."

She didn't want him to wait.  Her tongue began to concentrate on the nerve
bundle under the head of his cock.  The torture in him rose, and he knew
somewhere that he couldn't stop it, not now.

His body seized, and his legs trembled.  The heat, the agony, the thrill was
like nothing he had ever known. Only his back firmly against the wall kept
him from falling.  He felt his cock stiffen deliciously, and then the pulses
and waves of ecstacy overcame him as he felt the juice of life pump firmly
out in spurt after spurt.  She held her lips firmly around him, cradling his
spasming organ in her warm welcoming mouth.  She loved the feel of the
pulses as the hot sperm splashed out on her tongue.

Soon the ripples ebbed and slowed, and the flow dwindled to drops.  He had
cum a lot, and her mouth felt fairly full of the salty sexy unique taste. 
Some girls honestly didn't like it, but Kristy just loved it.  Only when the
boys had been drinking beer or something that made it bitter did she swallow
without savoring the taste.

She swirled it around but did not swallow, looking up at him.  His eyes were
closed and his chest was heaving.  She rubbed his wet cock on her face,
spreading trails of saliva and sperm in her freckles.  At this, he opened
his eyes and looked down, to see the sexist sight he'd ever dreamed.  As
he did, she very deliberately ran her tongue out and over her lips as if to
get every last drop, and then swallowed his load of sperm visibly, letting
him see her throat muscles flex as it went down.  She wanted him to know how
she loved it, and for him to not feel guilty or that he'd done anything
wrong by her.

"Oh, God, Kristy.  Oh my God." was all he could say.  She stood up, hugged
him tightly, and kissed his neck.  A more experienced boy she'd have kissed
on the lips, but she didn't want to freak him his first time, knowing how
weird some boys were about sperm, even their own.

"Didn't that feel so gooooooood?" she crooned in her sexiest and most
seductive voice.

"Oh yes, oh yes it did." his voice was returning to normal, now that he
could get enough air in his chest, and his body relaxed its tension some.
 
"Look, Dave, honey, I'm so wet and horny, can you help me like I helped
you?" she asked in a plainative voice.

"I'll try." he answered.  What else could he say?  He was in her hands,
literally and figuratively.

"Here, step out of these so you can walk." she suggested, bending and
pulling on his already down pants.  Of course, he could also walk if he
pulled them up, but that just wasn't the direction things were destined to
travel on this incredible, unreal, impossible night.  He stepped out of them
as she helped him, his cock dangling out in the open, but somehow he no
longer felt any shyness about it.  After all, after he'd had it in her mouth
and had cum there, what was the point of shyness?

She then stood up and unbuttoned his shirt, running her fingers around in his
curly chest hair.  Even playing a bit with his nipple, which to his surprize
sent a sharp thrill up his spine.  Once the shirt was off, he was as naked
as could be, wearing only his digital multifunction wristwatch.

"No fair you getting naked and I'm not." She stuck out her lower lip in a
mock pout.

He got the hint, and reached forward and somewhat awkwardly pulled up on the
edges of her t-shirt.  She helped by raising her arms, and soon it was over
her head and off, red hair cascading up and then down in a wild and fiery
explosion.  He looked at her, standing there in a bra and cutoff jeans.  Her
top was tanned a little, but her body had the white pallor that many
redheads had.  Her shoulders and back were covered with little freckles,
which she might have thought were ugly, but he was enchanted with.  On such
a perfect body, a little imperfection was endearing.

"Here, sweetie, it's time to learn how to take one of these off." she said,
spinning around so her back was to him.

"There's little hooks back there, under that overlap." She instructed. 
Just pull the flap on the top to the left, and the hooks'll come out."   

With only a little trouble, and close observation, he undid the bra and let
go the ends, letting it fall to the hallway floor.

"Now, sometimes you won't be able to look, but just remember how those
little hooks work and you won't have any trouble at all!" she smiled happily
and she turned to face him with these words of wisdom.  He couldn't help but
look down at her breasts, full and beautiful, as good or better than any
he'd seen in the men's magazines.  The nipples dark brown, contrasting with
the milky white globes.

"Do you like them?" she asked.

"Oh very much." he answered, "They're beautiful."

"Yeah, a girl likes to hear that.  Don't ever feel shy about telling a woman
how good she looks.  It may sound corny to you, but if you really mean it,
she'll just glow and want you more.  She'll give you rewards if you'll just
have the sense to talk to her.  Some boys just don't get it, but you're such
a sweetheart I want you to know, you understand?" She looked into his eyes.

"Yes, I do." he said.  He was just feeling his way along, reacting to her. 
She surprized him again by coming up close and hugging him tightly, her warm
breasts pressed against his chest so hard he could feel her nipples.

"Kiss me." she said, looking up at him.

This was scary.  He'd never really kissed a girl in a sexual way.  He was
sure he didn't know what to do. But he bent his face down a little, and felt
her lips touch his.  For a few sweet moments, just their lips touched, and
then he began to feel her tongue creeping up against his lips.  Then pushing
a little further, until it was in his mouth fully.  God!  She was tongue
kissing him! He felt a surge go through him.  The combination of the tongue,
lips, and the feel of her firm young nipples against his chest caused his
bare cock to stir and grow again.

He didn't bother to fight it this time.  He just wrapped his arms around her
and drew her close, letting their sweet young flesh press close as their
tongues danced and swirled together in pleasure.

Kissing is the sexiest thing ever, he thought.

But soon she drew away, and told him "Come with me."  They left the hallway,
discarded clothing scattered on the floor, and went to the couch where so
recently Jeff had given Kristen her peak of joy.  It reminded him there was
another couple in the house, and sure enough, as soon as he remembered he
could hear a soft "Ohhhhhhh yes." murmured from the open bedroom door.

"Sounds like they're having some more fun!" said Kristy, not bothering to
whisper.  "C'mere, guy, and unsnap this."

She meant her cutoffs, and he obeyed, reaching down and unsnapping the 
top.  Kristy then spread the sides over her hips, and as they cleared the
lovely bulges they dropped instantly to the floor, and she stepped out of
them.  Wasting no time, she swung around and sat on the couch in her wet
panties, and motioned for David to come and kneel between her knees.

Squatting on his knees, he obeyed easily.  It was almost like worshipping at
the altar of love, he thought briefly, remembering a phrase he'd read in an
erotic novel.  Kristy was in the very same position that Kristen had been,
her ass on the edge of the sofa and a pillow under her head, leaning back
against the armrest.  But Kristy, as usual, especially since meeting Pam,
was in a talkative mood, even though the arousal coursed fiercely thorough
her veins.

"See this. sweetheart?" she said seductively, as her fingers traced the
outlines of her obviously very swollen labia, still covered in theory by the
very thin and very soaked panties.  "See how wet I am?".

"Yes." he replied, a little catch in his voice, his eyes glued to the spot,
his cock hardening and throbbing and signalling it was ready for more.

"When you see that you know a woman's ready for her man.  If you ever wonder
if she's really into it, when you see this flood you know she's sincere. 
That's the body talking, baby, and it doesn't lie."

He just nodded.  From the bedroom came another "Ooooooooooooooo" moan, but
neither young lover was paying much attention right now.  "Take'em off
sweetie." She raised her hips, and let him slip off her panties.  The
dramatic view revealed took his breath away.  The reddish brown hair curled
up over and around the swollen pink lips, the nearest strands soaked with
the pungent wetness of her honey.  He could smell it when her were panties
on, but bare, the vertical smile emitted an aura of heat mixed with the most
attractive scent David had ever inhaled.  He'd heard some guys talk about
how it smelled like fish, but were they ever stupid and wrong.  It was sexy
and hot and nasty and wonderful.  He loved it instantly.

Kristy sexily touched herself, stroking her labia gently as he watched.  She
wanted more.  "Touch it hon, it won't bite."  He did, letting his fingers
stroke the wet, smooth, hot flesh.  It was softer than anything he'd ever
felt.

"Ohhhh yeah, that feels so gooooood honey." she breathed.  Put your finger
in me, right here, see." she spread her lips to reveal the pink little
vaginal entrance.  Like a good boy, he slipped his finger into the dark
tight tunnel as she had asked, wondering at the magic soft feel of it. 
"Deeper." she prompted, and easily his finger slid in to the knuckle.  He
was glad his nails were short.  He didn't resist the urge to feel around and
explore the mystery he'd been invited into, and was amazed at the folds, the
mounds, the harder areas and the softer ones.  He didn't know what he was
feeling in there, but was just fascinated at the variety.  It wasn't just a
tunnel of flesh, but a living organ.

"Oh, God, that's so good.  Now take it out and let me...show you...one more
thing." She felt she was on the edge of losing control but held on just
barely, remembering her teaching role.  Besides just the physical, it was
incredibly sexy knowing that the virgin boy was seeing and feeling her for
the first time, and would remember her for as long as he lived.

"Now Dave, a woman loves a finger in her pussy, and on her lips, but feel
right up here baby, at the top." He did.  She guided his finger.  "Feel that
hard little bump?  That's my clit, honey, and every girl's got one.  Ohhhh!
baby don't rub it right now, in just a second.  Now some are bigger and some
are littler but they're all there.  That's like the spot underneath your
cockhead hon, it's the trigger that pops the gun.  Some girls like pressure
right on it, others just around it, but there's not a woman in the world
that doesn't like it played with by tongues or fingers or cocks."

He said nothing, he was tongue-tied.  It was all just too wonderful.  From the
bedroom, they could both more moans.  Kristy had lost all patience now.

"Dave, it's all yours baby, every bit of it.  Do what you want and don't
worry about anything.  Just do me, and I'll help you if you need but please,
please make me cum.  Please."

She spread her legs for him and took her hands away.  It was his first solo.
His only guide was what she'd said, and what he'd seen Jeff do to Kristen.
He never thought about not plunging in.  He put his face down to her sweet
attractive sex and let his eyes feast one more time before turning and
kissing the softness of her inner thighs.  Like he'd seen Jeff do, he kissed
his way closer and closer, until he heard Kristy pant "Hurry, David, kiss my
cunt baby.  It needs a kiss so bad."

He put his lips on her hot velvet wetness and extended his tongue.  The
tangy musky sexy taste on his tongue-tip sent every last inhibition away. 
He loved it, absolutely loved it.  He started licking, like a dog lapping up
milk from the floor.  Yeah, like a dog.  Fuck it.  He felt a surge go
through him, a surge of pent-up animal instincts.  Everybody had spent their
whole lives trying to keep him from this, make him such a nice boy, such a
fucking wimp.  He felt wild and free at last.  Nothing to stop him.  Nobody
to say "stop" or "shame".

Wild, reckless, not caring.  He licked up and down, feeling the hot juice in
his mouth, letting the taste seep into his pores.  He felt the indentation
of her hole, and drove his tongue up into it in a wild gesture, as if to
say "Fuck you, parents.  Fuck you, teachers.  Fuck you, world."

"Oh yeah baby, tongue-fuck me!  You're a natural baby, you love it.  Get it
in deep stud lover." Kristy encouraged.

He drove it in as deep as he could, and wished he could go deeper.  His lips
mashed against the hot lips and wet hair.  He licked inside.  His cock
pulsed and throbbed.  "Stud Lover" ...he'd never been called that before!

"My clit, baby.  Lick it honey, please, I wanna cum so bad, please!" she
panted.  He pulled his tongue out and sought the hard nub he'd felt before. 
It was bigger and more swollen than it was previously, He could feel it, and
rolled it under his tongue.  Damn, this was easy, he thought, why did he
used to think it was so hard to do?  He didn't know anything then.

"Oh, yeah, baby give me a steady rhythm, right on it, just don't stop,
please don't stop."

He continued to lick her, like a kitten lapping milk, with stroke after
rapid stroke right directly on her clit as she had asked.  She was silent
for a minute, except for heavy breathing, then her feet dug into the floor
and her hips began to rise up.  He adjusted his position for her, and as she
rose to about a foot off the couch she shrieked... "Aiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeee" and
heaved up.  A flood of juice seemed to wetten his face even further.  He
instinctively grabbed her thighs as Jeff had done Kristen, and held on
tightly.  But Kristy had a different style of cum.  She grunted, "Uh! Uh!
Uh!" and with every grunt her loins jerked in a rhythm.  After about eight
or nine little feminine grunts and heaves, she flopped back on the couch,
gasping.

His face finally out of her wonderful crotch, he looked at his amazing
handiwork.  It was unbelievable, incredible, yet oh so real. The sexiest
body he ever could imagine lay open and gasping, her face a mask of pleasure
overflowing.  Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her legs were spread wide but
swayed back and forth in some strange rhythm, her toes spread wide and
digging into the carpet.  There was a pink flush color all over her that
looked almost like uneven sunburn. David didn't know what one was yet, but
Kristy had just gotten a "full body orgasm", one that you feel in every
muscle and fibre of your body from top of head to tip of toes.

"Oh, Dave, come here and hug me." were her first words, after a few minutes
of glowing.  He did, sitting next to her on the couch and hugging her in a
sweet lusty naked hug.  She put her face into the V of his neck, licked
there, and whispered "Oh, you are a hell of a lover, guy."

His smile was the broadest right then he could even remember feeling.  He
felt touched by a sweet fire from heaven, bright sunlight radiating on him
in the dead of night.

They both hugged silently, as Kristy soaked up the afterglow.  David's cock
was wanting attention again, but he was patient and didn't say anything.  He
just enjoyed the feel of her, warm and soft, next to his skin.

In a while, they were aware, in the relative silence, of the sound of motion
in the bedroom.  They perked up their ears, David now unconcerned with
privacy.  "Roll over." they heard Kristen say.

"Ooooooo" Kristy whispered to David, "Let's watch."

She got up off the sofa, not waiting for a reply, and walked towards the
bedroom door, her sexy ass swaying deliciously.  David followed her with his
eyes, then got up to walk with her to the door.  He'd follow her over a cliff
at this point, he thought.

Kristy was not subtle.  Naked without even a stitch on, she stood in the
doorway and looked at Pam's waterbed (which as the reader of previous
chapters will recall, she was very familiar).  On it, arranged diagonally,
lay Jeff's muscular body, fully naked also.  And over him straddled the
lovely Kristen, her blonde hair splayed in attractive disorder over her
shoulders.  Both had a sheen of sweat on their bodies.  It was obvious that
Jeff's cock was up inside his girlfriend, as she leaned forward and held a
breast with one hand, to feed him the erect nipple to suck on.

As he sucked, Kristen closed her eyes, then opened them again, soaking in
the double pleasure of her stuffed pussy and licked nipple. He lapped and
sucked, as he also reached up and rubbed and tweaked the other brown hard
nub.  After a minute or so, she couldn't take any more, and leaned back up. 

As Ktisten opened her eyes, she caught a glimpse of her friend, naked and
watching in the door opening.  She didn't say anything or move at all, just
smiled and locked blue eyes on blue eyes.  David came up next to Kristy, but
Kristen only glanced at him briefly.  As she and Kristy shared some subtle
female communication, Jeff caught on and twisted his head around to see. 
Once he saw the other couple watching, he smiled and winked, and turned back
to watch his lover.

Without taking her eyes off Kristy, Kristen began to fuck Jeff.  Raising her
hips in a slow, steady rhythm, she revealed the base of the thick cock that
impaled her, before sinking down again and letting it fill her.  It was so
sexy, thought David, to see her trim and athletic ass rising and falling on
Jeff's thick red cock.  How did I ever get so lucky?

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" asked Kristy.

"Oh yeah." replied David enthusiastically.

"That's got to feel so good, doesn't it?" she continued, eyes glued to the
cpuple on the bed, "To feel your cock up inside a hot pussy as far as it
will go.  Knowing she loves it, knowing you're going to cum in there. 
Squirt your seed up inside her, where it belongs."

Kristen rocked back and forth steadily.  She could hear Kristy, and it
seemed to imflame her passions.  She closed her eyes and began humping
harder, pulling up further, revealing more of Jeff's shiny hard cock.

Kristy noticed the reaction. "Yeah, Kristen, go for it, girl.  Fuck that
thing, you hear me?  You love it, don'cha?  I know you do.  Fuck it till you
make him cum in you, keep it going till he fills you up with his little
spermies.  I know he's got a big load in there for you." Kristy incited her
friend.

"Oh God yes, I do love it.  I can't help it, it feels so fucking good."
Kristen grunted shakily, as she began to be filled to overflowing with the
sweet stings of sexual pleasure.

Kristy turned to David.  "That's fucking, hon.  And it feels so good.  You
know it does, don't you?"  To emphasize her point, she took David's long
hard cock in her hand and began gently stroking it.

"Yeah." David said, feeling the sugary pleasure on his member.

"Doesn't that make you wanna fuck, Dave?"

"Yeah it does, oh Kristy, yeah it really does."

"We're gonna stay here and watch till Jeff cums in Kristen, and then I want
you to fuck me, Dave, my stud man.  Will you fuck me?  Please?"

"Yes." he said weakly, not taking his eyes off the rise and fall of
Kristen's pretty ass as she humped Jeff's cock faster and faster.

"Ohhhhhh god, what sweet fucking." the blonde girl moaned, as she cupped her
lover's face with her hands during a pause.  As she sat there, hot cock and
wet pussy soldered together, he began to push up, needing release
desperately.  "Oooooooo" she moaned and began to hump back at him.  They
were clearly excited at being watched by their friends, and the situation
was sending them both toward the sweet explosion of the cum.

Soon they both lost all control.  She began to thrust down harder, and he
began to hump up more violently.  The wet slap of their loins could be heard
all over the house.

"Oh, yes, baby please squirt it up me, I don't care, just please do it
now!!." Kristen begged.

He began to grunt and humped even harder.  He was so fucking close.

"Yes...yes....YES oh dammit give it to me, oh YES!" she moaned in his ear.

"Here it cums baby." he groaned softly, then: "Ugggghhhh!" a grunt and moan
at the same time as his hips pushed up.  As deep inside her as he could go,
his cock pulsed and squirted shot after shot of hot cum.  Her hips quivered
and shook, but it was the only motion visible as they tensely clung tight to
one another, eyes closed as they both felt the ecstacy of the melting
together of their sexual fluids.  She delighted in the feel of his cock
pulsing just at the external point where they were joined.

At last, their bodies relaxed and settled back into the welcoming waterbed. 
They still held one another tight.  Kristen sighed deeply, and began to
plant little kisses all over Jeff's face.  "I felt it, I really felt it
squirt that time." she whispered quietly, but Kristy and David heard her.

"Fuck me now." Kristy told David fiercely, "Fuck me right on the floor in
this goddamn door."  She lay down, spread her legs, and pulled him between
them.  He'd never heard or read of anyone so wild.

"Here just lay between my legs on your knees." He got into position.  She
grabbed his cock and guided it to her hot hole.  "Don't play around. Push it
in me and fuck."

All he had to do was push forward.  He couldn't miss if he tried.  The slick
labia took his cockhead and guided it to it's target.  The virgin boy shoved
his hips forward, so horny now he didn't care about much of anything.  He
didn't care about the other couple on the bed just a few feet away, and he
didn't care about his parents, his teachers, his church elders and their
lectures.  His cock slid into the girl beneath him like a knife in hot
butter.  In no time at all, he felt his pubic hair push up against her labia
and mingle with hers.  So hot.  So exquisite.

"Oh, god, you bottomed out baby, you fill me up so good.  Fuck me, baby, rub
it in and out of me, make Kristy feel so good!"

Even for a newbie, the motion of sex is easy and natural.  He began to work
his hips back and forth, not thinking about it, just going with the feelings
in his body.  The result was a slow explosion of unfathomable pleasure that
built around his cock, as Kristy flexed and relaxed her muscles to increase
the friction for both of them.

"Ooooo baby you're a sweet fucker, honey, you're gonna cum in it and fill me
up, Oh YEAH!"

He stopped.  Gasping, he heeded a small voice of caution.  "Kristy, I don't
want to make a baby in you." he gasped, holding his cock still inside her.

She opened her eyes and looked up at him.  She'd played a game with others
before, but not with this boy.  She took his face in her hands and said,
"Don't worry honey, I'm safe.  Just let it go.  Shoot it deep in me.  I need
it.  Please, please."

He began the motion again, and this time the little pause made the streaks
of joy even stronger.  He heard himself groan.  The level of pleasure your
body could give you was just out of comprehension, he thought in the last
sane corner of his mind.  He felt her legs wrap around him, holding him
strongly in her.  As he humped, he felt her heave back at him.  Their
breathing was ragged as they gasped and moaned.  All either knew now was the
feel of cock sliding in pussy.  They were beyond words now.

Kristen and Jeff, temporarily sated by their mutual orgasm, watched
fascinated and aroused by the wild animal scene in the doorway.  They had a
great rear view, and when Kristy raised her fantastic legs and wrapped them
around the slim waist of her tallish lover, they got a wonderful view of his
long slim cock sliding wetly in and out of her.

As they watched, Kristy quite obviously went over the edge.  She began to
hump quickly and frantically, and grunted her little grunts.  David sensed
her cumming and slowed briefly.  "Uh! Uh! Uh!" she panted again and again. 
He thought he'd be able to feel her cum, but he could only feel an increased
tightness.  But he did feel her hips pushing up to him in a quick rhythm. 
He knew by some instinct she was there, and it fired him to the last degree. 
His ass was on autopilot as he humped and fucked her now, groans and grunts
coming from his lips.
 
Soon David felt the opening of the valves that told him no matter what, the
cum was going to shoot from his cock.  He groaned, unable to give his lover
any more warning, and pushed up violently and deeply in her in an
instinctive ancient move to plant his sperm as deeply as possible.  Then his
loins siezed, and he felt his asshole tighten deliciously as his cock
stiffened to it's last degree, and the spasms flooded his overloaded brain.

Kristy held him tight and she felt him stiffen and could even feel the
pulses of his cock at the base of her sensitive lips as the hot white juice
she loved flowed into her open womb.

"Oh yesssssssssss." she moaned, again and again, even as he came, and even
as he relaxed atop her.

Their panting and gasping had barely ended, and his cock was still stiff up
inside her, soaking in their mutual honey, when they both heard the sound of
gentle applause.  Their audience was very appreciative.  David couldn't
move, but Kristy raised her arm high and shot up a thumb, in a gesture of
joy and triumph.





 

End of Chapter 6; look for Chapter 7 "To the Heart of the Matter"
in a salcious newsgroup, or on a web site, near you.



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My boundless appreciation to Kristen for her contributions to this story,
without which it wouldn't be what it is.  I hope you enjoyed it as much as
we did, and that you'll tell me about it.


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