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Night Of The Pregnant Cheerleaders
by Beating Off Bob (beatingoffbob@yahoo.com)

***

Lost in a storm, they could only keep warm one way. The 
football team manages to knock up every one of the 
cheerleaders, including the sponsor. (MF-adults/MF-
teens, voy, reluc, orgy, 1st, preg)

***

"We're lost as hell Mr. Randolf," said the driver, 
Charley. "And we're stuck as well. I think maybe the 
axel is broken, but I can't tell without getting under 
it, and I can't do that with it in the ditch."

Bob Randolph and Cindy Lewis knew they had a problem, 
and they had no idea of how to solve it. They were 
Teachers at the Mount Dawson Academy of Learning, a 
private school in the Ozark Mountains. At the moment, 
they were also the sponsors on the team bus, which was 
full of kids on the football and cheerleading squads. 
They had traveled all the way to Phoenix Arizona to 
play in a special tournament. The trip out had required 
that they spend two nights on the road, and the trip 
back was the same way. 

The first problem to arise was flooding that washed out 
a bridge on the interstate and they had to take a 
detour. They knew they were somewhere in West Texas, 
but they didn't know where. They'd taken a wrong turn 
and then couldn't turn around because the road was too 
narrow. In the end they had to stop because the road 
stopped. It led into the yard of an old house, if you 
could call it that. 

They tried turning around, but in the mud and muck they 
had gotten stuck. Then, with the entire football team 
pushing on the back and sides of the bus, they had 
gotten it moving only to slide into a ditch, almost 
falling over. There was immediately a high pitched 
whirring-metal grinding-make your ears hurt sound until 
Charley let off the gas. Charley couldn't even get out 
of the main doors because that side of the bus was 
leaning against a bank of mud. He and the cheerleaders, 
who had stayed on the bus while the team pushed 
(chanting "Go Offense" cheers), had to use the 
emergency door in the back of the bus to escape. 

Now, with everyone standing around drenched in the 
rain, Charley had delivered the news that they weren't 
going anywhere soon. Cindy closed her cell phone. "No 
service" she said dismally. Several of the kids tried 
their phones too, but none could get through to a dial 
tone. 

Bob looked at the "house." It was probably a hunting 
cabin, rather than a real residence. It was small and 
looked like it might fall down any minute. He went up 
on the porch and pushed on the door. It was locked, but 
there was no glass in it, so he reached inside and 
found the latch. He opened the door and went in to find 
that there was only one room. 

Most of the tin roof was there, but lots of it was 
rusted through and you had to pick and choose your 
spots to stand if you didn't want to be dripped on. The 
rain didn't look like it was going to let up any time 
soon. The windows in the house were still there, as was 
an old wood stove that was so rusty he couldn't get the 
door open. The stove pipe was rusted through anyway. He 
put two of the boys to work on trying to get the stove 
open while he inventoried the place.

Nothing. No food or water. He could see an old outhouse 
out back. There was plenty of broken furniture and wood 
lying around. At least they wouldn't freeze to death.

But it would be two days before they were missed. On 
the way in there had been very few crossroads, and none 
for the last three or four miles. He could send some of 
the boys out tomorrow to see if they could find a 
farmhouse, or some traffic, but not tonight. Not in 
this driving rain.

"Have the kids get their bags in here, over in that 
corner, where it's dry," he said to Cindy. "We need to 
get a fire going and get them in dry clothes as soon as 
we can." She nodded, teeth chattering.

He smiled at her, as if to say they'd be OK. She was a 
trooper, that was for sure. A small woman, she was in 
her late twenties, with brown hair. He knew her, of 
course, working in the same school, but he'd never 
actually taken much notice of her. He was glad she 
wasn't in panic mode. He needed her to keep her head. 
He put Charley in charge of four of the boys and told 
them to gather as much wood as they could find. Dry if 
possible, but all they could find.

Mandy Rezler appeared in front of him. "Mr. Randolph? 
We can't get the doors open," she said. He looked out a 
window and saw Cindy and two boys trying to dig mud 
away from the doors that opened on the right side of 
the bus under where the seats were. Those doors were 
pressed firmly into the muddy bank and he could see 
immediately that they'd never get them open until the 
bus was out of the ditch. Even worse the tailpipe of 
the bus was under the mud, so they couldn't even run 
the bus for heat.

"SHIT!" he growled.

Mandy, perky as usual, said "Naughty naughty Mr. 
Randolph." But she didn't have her normal giggling 
demeanor. Her teeth were chattering too.

Charley and the boys came in with armloads of wood. The 
two boys working on the stove finally got the door 
open. Bob examined everything. It would be smoky, but 
they had to have the heat. One of the boys had a pocket 
knife and he whittled some shavings into a pile in the 
bottom of the stove. Then he broke up enough wood that 
he had some different sized pieces and he layered them 
in. 

One of the boys had a lighter - never mind they weren't 
supposed to smoke - and he got the little blaze going. 
Chip Johnson had been in Boy Scouts and took over from 
there, getting a nice hot fire going. The smoke wasn't 
so bad, since most of it went out the holes in the 
roof. 

The kids crowded around the stove until Chip shooed 
them back a little. "You won't feel how hot it really 
is at first," he said. "You can catch your clothes on 
fire and not even know it."

"Yeah right," said another boy. "We're all soaking wet. 
We couldn't catch on fire if we were IN the fire." But 
they all backed up a little.

Bob went out to where Cindy and the two boys were 
digging. They were all covered with mud. "Give it up," 
he yelled through the wind gusts. "We have heat inside 
now. Go get warm." They struggled up out of the ditch. 
Bob knew they'd stay cold if they stayed muddy. "Wait," 
he said. "Come with me." He went to the corner of the 
house where a small river of water was pouring off the 
roof. He had each boy stand under it and rubbed the mud 
off of their heads, arms and torso. Once they were 
relatively clean he sent them in.

"I'm freezing" said Cindy as she went under the stream. 
Bob helped her wash off, working her hair until it was 
clean and then sliding his hands all over her shirt and 
jeans. She just stood shivering as he ran his hands 
places he would normally get slapped for. "Come on" he 
said and took her hand, dragging her inside. There was 
a solid semi circle of teenagers circling the wood 
stove from wall to wall. They weren't talking much, 
just holding their hands out to the warmth. Charley 
came in with another load of wood. 

"We can keep 'er going all night if we have to," he 
said. He was a solid guy too. He was technically on the 
maintenance crew at the school, but moonlighted as the 
bus driver. He was probably in his early thirties. Bob 
didn't know anything else about him.

Janie Freiburg spoke up. "Mr. Randolph? What are we 
going to do? I'm so cold." Several of the other kids 
added their complaint to hers.

He held up a hand. "Look, we have a problem here, but 
we're going to be OK. It's going to be rough until 
somebody finds us, or we get help, but we'll figure 
something out. We can't get to the dry clothes right 
now, and the immediate problem is that the wet clothes 
you are wearing are sucking your body heat out and we 
have to solve that problem first. We have some heat, 
but not enough for everybody to dry out at the same 
time. So just be patient and we'll figure something 
out."

He pushed Cindy through the kids until she could get 
some heat. He thought. They needed some kind of 
covering to wrap up in. He remembered seeing the girls 
wearing ponchos. Buffy Howell was the head cheerleader. 
"Buffy" he said. How many of those ponchos you guys 
were wearing are there?"

She brightened immediately. "We have lots! There's one 
for each girl and some for the players too!"

He asked her where they were and was pleased to hear 
they were inside the bus, instead of in the storage 
area that was now blocked. He told the kids to stay by 
the fire. He crawled in the back of the bus and found 
the ponchos in a box under the seats. Thank goodness 
for that. He took the box inside. When he examined the 
ponchos he found they had snaps on them, and could be 
fastened together. 
Better and better. 

Soon he had a sheet big enough to cover the floor. He 
folded it up so it wouldn't get wet and went to work on 
another one. He only had enough left to make a strip, 
but he had an idea. 

The kids were all watching him.

"OK," he said, facing them. "We have what we need to 
survive the night, but it won't be pretty. I wouldn't 
suggest this, except that I believe it is the only 
thing we can do to keep warm and make it through to 
tomorrow. Hopefully it will stop raining in the night." 

Johnny Baldwin, the quarterback, said, "OK, so what are 
we gonna do?"

Bob told them. "We have enough ponchos to put down on 
the floor and lay down on something that isn't wet. We 
have a big enough poncho-sheet to cover everybody once 
we are all lying down. We'll all have to huddle 
together, sharing our body heat, and keep the fire 
going all night."

"Sounds simple enough," said Mandy.

"There's only one real problem," said Bob.

"What's that?" came several calls. They were cold and 
wanted to get on with the plan.

Bob was surprised when Cindy spoke up. "The problem is 
that it won't work if you are wearing wet clothes." 

They all looked at her.

"But how are we going to get them dry?" asked Phil 
Smith, a wide receiver.

Bob spoke, "We can't, not until morning, and only then 
if it stops raining."

"So what are we going to do? moaned Mandy."

Cindy saved him from having to say it. "We're all going 
to have to huddle...
naked."

There was dead silence. 

Suddenly Randy Jeffries said "ALL RIGHT! I GET THE SPOT 
NEXT TO MANDY!" There were titters.

Mandy said, "You wish!" and everyone laughed out loud.

"It doesn't matter who you're next to" said Cindy. 
We're all going to be in one long line, like sardines."

Mandy said "Why don't all the boys huddle together and 
all the girls huddle together?"

Randy, still stung by her rebuff of him said, "I'm not 
cuddling up naked to a guy. It would be all over 
school. I'll freeze first." Several of the guys agreed 
with him loudly.

Buffy added "And I don't want it said that we turned 
into a bunch of lesbians either. I say we go boy girl 
boy girl boy girl." There was a chorus of agreement.

Bob laid out the strip and immediately covered it with 
the big sheet to keep it dry. "GO!" he yelled.

It started slowly, with Bob and Cindy leading the way. 
When Cindy was down to bra and panties the girls 
finally started pulling their wet clothing off. Some of 
them hung up things on nails in the wall, or on the end 
of splintered boards, anywhere near the stove where it 
might dry. The boys began disrobing immediately, 
thought their eyes were on the girls. 

Within a minute clothing flew everywhere as kids tried 
to be the first to get under the cover.

Cindy took a breath and released the snap on her bra. 
The tension of her pale white orbs flung the bra 
forward and there were gasps from some of the boys. 

Her breasts were beautiful! They were much bigger than 
you would have thought and they were tipped with 
painfully erect dark pink nipples. She knew she was the 
center of attention, since none of the girls had gotten 
that far yet.

"Be nice!" she commanded, standing proudly and not 
covering her breasts at all. "They're just breasts, and 
every girl has them. Don't make the girls nervous by 
staring at them fellas."

A couple of the guys looked away. Bob noticed erections 
already tenting out underwear. He figured he'd better 
say something or the girls would freak.

"And girls!" 

They all turned to look at him. 

"Every guy has a penis, and in situations like this it 
gets erect. It's just a physical response to danger, 
adrenaline and pretty girls who happen to be naked. 
Please don't take any offense. We really can't control 
them." 

As one, every girl in the room dropped her eyes to his 
underwear. He had responded to Cindy's beauty just like 
the boys and was more than half hard.

Within a minute there were bare breasts and bouncing 
stiff cocks all over the place as the kids finally got 
naked. There was a lot of peeking going on, which was 
normal, given the circumstances. Most of the boys had 
smooth adolescent cocks that were just made for 
slipping through cherries. They were, for the most 
part, six or so inches long and about as big around as 
two or three of the
girl's fingers. Those teen penises were also basically 
pink or flesh colored, and, to a man, they were hard.

There were a lot of looks snuck at Bob too. But that's 
because his obviously adult penis looked completely 
different. His was gnarled and bent, with a big purple 
looking head on it. It looked like a club more than 
anything else. It was dark, as was the nest of hair it 
sprouted from. It looked like it had been broken or 
something, or maybe in too many fights that it had 
lost. 
 
Several girls shuddered upon seeing it, and not from 
the cold.

Because the girls were all gawking at male genitalia, 
the boys got naked first, and crowded under the big 
tarp, leaving room between them. It was then up to the 
girls to decide which boys to sandwich between. Bob 
thought there could be trouble about that, but it 
actually went pretty well, with only two girls arguing 
about who they were going to cuddle with. 

Bob turned to Cindy "You want to be between me and 
Charley or do you want to snuggle up to a student?" He 
felt a shot of adrenaline rush through him as she 
looked down at his now exposed cock and said, "I think 
I'll take my chances with you and Charley."

Charley, for his part, was out of his element 
completely. Unknown to any of them, he wasn't' much 
removed from being a high school student himself. Not 
really. He lived with his mother and had for the whole 
six years he'd been out of school. He'd tried some 
better paying jobs, but didn't like the politics 
involved. He was quite happy working maintenance in the 
school. 

But he had fantasies about some of the girls he saw all 
the time, and a few of them were naked in the room with 
him, and he was painfully erect by the time he got 
naked. He had been slower than most too, and was one of 
the last to be ready to go under the tarp. As such, 
practically everyone in the room got a good look at his 
young cock which was obviously ready for action. He 
stood helplessly, trying to decide where to go.

Cindy took mercy on him. "Charley," she said. "Adults 
are over here at this end." 

Charley started in their direction when Mandy suddenly 
got up and said "I've changed my mind." and stood, 
waiting for Charley to get under the cover, after which 
she pointedly got into the position next to him. 

That didn't do him any good at all because Mandy was 
one of the girls he thought about as he beat that 
magnificent penis he was currently sporting.

The fire was roaring in the stove now, and there was 
actually a little heat in the building. It was noisy 
too. The primary sound were voices, as adolescent males 
and females did something they wouldn't have believed 
possible - they intentionally rubbed their naked bodies 
together - with people they were NOT going steady with 
or even dating! 

So there were a chorus of "Ooooooo" and "Sorry" and 
"Don't touch me THERE!" type comments. The rest of the 
noise was from a combination of the steady rain on the 
tin roof, and the crackling of the cold ponchos as they 
were tugged and moved in an effort to get under a part 
that didn't have a seam in it.

In the end it was probably those seams that resulted in 
the pairing off of couples. It turned out that four 
people could huddle under one poncho and stay pretty 
dry. Then there was a seam where two ponchos were 
snapped together. Those leaked rainwater. Then there 
were another four people. It went like that under all 
twelve ponchos. It was crowded for four under a 
poncho... but then, that was the point. It was even 
more crowded under the adult poncho, because the adults 
were bigger. 

It was Mandy's idea that the females should lie on top 
of the males. "To make more room" she said in an 
attempt to sound like it was only for that reason.

Bob said, "Uh on," and started to veto the idea but 
Cindy poked him.

"Wait" she whispered.

Charley spoke next. "We can't do that!" he croaked. 
"You'd be lying right on top of my P..." 

He was interrupted by Mandy who said "Body! Yes, 
Charley, that's the whole point Charley. It will be 
warmer and we can get clear away from where the water 
is leaking in. It will be fine Charley. Remember, Mr. 
Randolph said it's normal."

Which was proof that she knew exactly what Charley's 
objection was based on. 

Of course the boys thought it was a great idea. About 
half of the girls didn't like that idea at all. But 
when the half that did crawled on top of their chosen 
boy, and there were oohs and aahs of warmth (OK, there 
were other reasons for the Oohs and Aahs) the rest 
reluctantly decided to do it too. Bob was astonished to 
find Cindy crawling up on top of him and opened his 
mouth to object and she whispered "Hush."

Thus it was that 24 females of childbearing age, found 
themselves lying on top of 24 rampant erections, 
attached to ball sacks just overflowing with sperm 
that, at the moment, was aching to make some women bear 
children.

Bob found himself immediately warmer and instinctively 
put his hands on Miss Lewis' back so she wouldn't roll 
off of him. He let those hands stroke all over her 
back, at which point she sighed and, if possible, 
huddled even closer to him. "Ohhhh that feels good" she 
murmured in his chest. She was about seven or eight 
inches shorter than he was, and in order for his 
erection to be on her stomach, her chin had to be right 
between his nipples. 
So when she said something to his chest he said "What?"

Cindy Lewis had very intentionally lain down on Mr. 
Randolph in such a way that his erection WOULD be on 
her stomach, instead of pressing against her admittedly 
damp pussy. If she scooted up to where she could speak 
quietly with him, that lump that was pressing hotly 
into her belly would press hotly in between her legs.
 
She thought about the fact that she hadn't been on a 
date in three years because she was too busy with her 
job.  She thought about the fact that, in this room 
tonight, there would undoubtedly be sex going on.

She scooted up so her face was in the crook of his 
neck.

There were only three ways for people in this situation 
to lie. The girl could straddle the boy, The boy could 
spread his legs and let the girl lie between them. They 
could lie with legs together, but that was 
uncomfortable because the girl's body kept trying to 
roll off. 

Cindy Lewis decided to straddle, and when she did, Mr. 
Randolph's cock tip pressed into the folds of her pussy 
mouth.

"What in the world are you DOING!?" he whispered 
urgently. He knew exactly what that warm slippery 
surface was that his prick was pressing into.

Cindy whispered in his ear. "Look, these kids are in a 
bad way, right?" He nodded. She went on, "And right 
now, I bet not one of them is thinking about how cold 
and wet and miserable he or she is right now... or 
would be if we weren't all lying the way we are." 

While she talked she unconsciously wiggled her pussy 
down against the blunt tip of his penis. It felt good.

"OK" he said, breathing a little more rapidly now. "But 
I don't think we need them fucking each other. I mean, 
just think of what the parents are going to say when 
they find out we did even this!"

Cindy breathed into his ear and he shivered. Her pussy 
was pressing harder on him and she could feel her 
nether lips spreading, stretching, making room. She 
said "Right. You're right about that. Yes, that 
wouldn't be good." 

She pushed off the floor with her arms to raise her 
breasts off his chest.

"KIDS!" she yelled at the room in general. There were 
various voices that answered her. "KIDS, LISTEN TO ME. 
THIS IS VERY AWKWARD, I KNOW." When she had lifted 
herself it forced her down on Bob's cock. The head 
popped into her channel and she stifled a groan. "BUT 
YOU MUST HAVE CONTROL HERE. THIS IS ONLY FOR HEAT... TO 
SAVE OUR LIVES. YOU DO NOT HAVE PERMISSION FOR THIS TO 
TURN INTO SOME KIND OF SEX ORGY! IS THAT CLEAR?"

Bob heard "Get a life", as well as "Now you tell us." 
and a couple of "What did she say?" kind of lines. But 
there was a chorus of high pitched female voices: "YES 
MISS LEWIS" followed by groans from deeper voices.

Cindy sank back down on Bob's chest. Her stifled groan 
came out in his ear as her now hot breasts flattened 
against his chest. He was in her, if only an inch, but 
that was a whole lot at this point. Bob thought it had 
happened by pure accident and he lowered his hands to 
her butt cheeks to pull her up and off of him.

"Don't you DARE!" she whispered. 

He froze and started to move his hands. 

"But you can leave your hands there," she spoke in his 
ear. 

Bob, ever the gentleman, figured out what was going on 
and said "Are you sure?"

She put her lips right in his ear and said "No real 
harm so far, and I'm a LOT warmer." She licked his ear 
and he gave his hips a little push that drove his cock 
another two inches into her. 

She gasped and he whispered back "Play nice." 

He knew he'd done OK when she licked his ear again.

****

There was a groan next to them as Charley tried to 
combat the attentions of Mandy. When she had seen his 
cock she decided right then and there that she was 
going to feel that baby in her pussy. She had only had 
sex one time, and that was with a man she babysat for. 
He was older and had a short fat penis that didn't go 
inside her very much. She remembered wishing he could 
get further in when he took her cherry. Now she was 
going to find out what a big long one felt like. She 
too had decided to straddle Charley and she was rubbing 
her firm teen breasts all over his chest. 

"Mmmmmm Charley, you're soooo warm," she breathed into 
his neck.

"But Mandy, we shouldn't be rubbing together like 
this," he moaned, trying to be quiet so he wouldn't 
embarrass her in front of the others.

"I'm finally getting warm Charley," she sighed, rubbing 
her pussy on his cock. "And the rubbing part feels sooo 
good." She wanted to kiss his neck, but she knew it was 
too soon. His cock felt so good rubbing against her 
pussy she hunched into it.

"Mandy!" he hissed "If you don't watch it something 
bad's going to happen!" he whispered urgently.

Mandy raised her head. What could he do if she just 
stuffed him into her? He couldn't very well scream and 
run away. She slid one hand between them and grasped 
his erection in her cold hand. "I don't think it would 
be so bad Charley" she said softly.

He took in a breath to rebuke her, but she leaned 
forward and kissed him, at the same time lodging the 
tip of his wonderful prick in her opening. She tongued 
him as his hands flopped. 

He had been trying NOT to touch her naked body with his 
hands. By the time he decided he HAD to it was too 
late. 

With an expellation of breath into his mouth, Mandy 
pushed herself down onto his cock, getting a little 
more than half of it in with that first push. Charley, 
feeling heat surround his cock on all sides, froze. He 
couldn't think straight. Her lips on his were so soft 
and warm and she tasted so good and that wonderful heat 
on his penis was so nice. 

It seemed like his hips bucked up all by themselves... 
up off the poncho they were lying on and he was 
suddenly fully embedded in tight cheerleader pussy.

 Their kiss broke as both gasped for air. Mandy was 
delighted. She was so full of cock that she thought she 
could almost taste him. "Ohhhh thank you Charley," she 
moaned.

****

Melody Thomas and Carl Dupree had teamed up because 
both of them were the 'quiet' ones in the bunch. Carl 
was the kicker for the team and Melody was the 
secretary/treasurer for the cheerleading squad. She 
suited up and did the routine cheers, but didn't 
perform acrobatics or the other high visibility things 
that some of the girls specialized in. 

Melody had the smallest breasts too, a fact she was 
acutely aware of on a routine basis. she happened to be 
standing by Carl when Ms Lewis announced they'd need to 
get naked to get warm. Melody, being only 15, wasn't 
allowed to date yet, so besides being a virgin she was 
uncomfortable with and inexperienced around boys. 

Carl, though 17, didn't date much and was one of those 
people who has friends in lots of different social 
groups, including the geeks and unpopular kids. It was 
for that reason that Melody had noticed him in the 
first place. She'd admired him for that for the whole 
year, so when it appeared they'd have to pair up, she 
chose him to pair with. 

All she'd had to do was turn and whisper "Carl! You and 
me, OK?" Then she'd blushed bright red, which is hard 
when you're freezing. 

Carl, being the nice guy he was grinned and said "Sure 
thing Mel." His assignment of a nickname to her made 
her feel good too. When she saw his penis - hard, like 
Mr. Randolph said it would be - she got a flutter in 
her stomach. She had a brother, and her father ran 
around the house naked lots, so she'd seen them, but 
not like this. She couldn't help but think about what 
it was for, and where on her body it was meant to fit 
in. 

Carl saw her staring at it and said, "Sorry." Then, 
when she'd finally gotten up the courage to bare her 
body, he hadn't laughed, he'd just grabbed her hand and 
pulled her under the tarp. He'd hugged her to his chest 
immediately and she'd immediately begun to feel heat 
from his body. It took her a few minutes to be able to 
pay attention to the lump of that hard penis, where it 
was touching her abdomen. 

His face was in her wet hair, and she felt another 
thrill as he whispered "You're really pretty Mel. I'm 
glad we got put together like this."

Melody was really out of her element. She didn't have 
the faintest idea what to do. So she just went with 
what felt best. She could feel the warmth from her 
partner's body and she wiggled her front all over his 
front. "MMmmmmm you're so warm" she sighed.

"Boy Mel, that feels really... good," he whispered to 
her. Then, for reasons he couldn't have given if he 
tried, he kissed the ear he was whispering into.

Melody turned her face and kissed a boy for the first 
time in her life. It was electric! She couldn't believe 
the feelings it caused in her. His hands, which had 
just been placed on her waist, began to stroke her 
young awakening body. 

"Carl," she whispered. "I feel all funny inside." 
Melody also realized at that point that if she dropped 
her knees to the sides of Carl's hips, she was more 
comfortable... and she could wiggle better. 

Now her virgin 15 year old pussy was open and riding 
all along his young stiff prick. Her untouched pussy 
lips kissed that prick, and then almost licked it as 
they slid along its length.

"Me too," he panted, loving the feeling of warm pussy 
rubbing along his penis. It began to leak, and that 
felt good too. "I've never done anything like this." he 
said. 
 
Melody heard the boy who's penis was the first she ever 
felt, say he was a virgin too, and her pussy clenched 
with the thrill of knowing she was his first and he was 
hers. It made is special somehow. 

His hands slid onto her buttocks and felt warm. 
"There!" she whispered. "Rub me there... your hands are 
so warm!"

****

Julie Russel and Tommy Quinn were already 
boyfriend/girlfriend when they started this trip. 
They'd been dating for three months, but other than 
some heavy kissing and petting, they'd resisted getting 
heavy into sex. 

Both did so because they'd been taught it was wrong to 
do that until marriage.

Both were extremely sexually frustrated, but didn't 
actually know it. 

Both masturbated almost every night, dreaming of the 
other. 
Now they were naked and lying on their sides, facing 
each other, together in a dark room. There were 23 
other couples doing exactly the same thing they were 
doing - rubbing their naked bodies all over each other. 

Julie was wet - everywhere! 

Tommy was leaking pre-cum and wanted to beat off bad! 

They kissed hotly and Tommy whispered "Do you think it 
would be OK to rub each other?" Julie nodded and kissed 
him again as her hand shot between them to his cock. 
Soon his hand was busy in her crotch and hers was busy 
in his. Their hands bumped each others a lot. 

Julie wiggled as her boyfriend's thick finger stuck up 
in her burning pussy. 

It felt so good. 

It was so big and hard. 

So was what she had in her hand. 

She groaned, "Take your hand away." 

Tommy didn't want to do that. He was having fun playing 
with her pussy. But he didn't want her to get mad at 
him, so he removed his hand. 

She jerked his cock frantically and mashed the smooth 
tip into her clitty. He hissed as he felt the furnace 
of her pussy mouth kiss the tip of his cock. 

Together they rolled, pulling him on top of her and, in 
one violent shove, he buried his teen cock in her 
underage pussy. 

Julie, in heat, felt a stab of pain and whined "Ooooo 
Owwwwww!" but it was over almost immediately and she 
felt an unaccountable ecstasy as her lover bottomed out 
in her famished pussy.

****

Randy had been left in a very small circle alone when 
the pairing off started. It was probably because of his 
lewd comment about being next to Mandy. But as he stood 
there alone, he started stripping down, unashamed and 
apparently unaffected by the fact that no girls wanted 
to be next to him. 
 
Janie had had a crush on him for two years, but he was 
two years older than her, and she didn't figure she had 
a chance, so she never did anything about it.

What nobody knew was that Janie and her step-brother 
Stephen had been fucking for years. Whenever their 
parents were gone long enough, and it was a safe time 
of the month for Janie, the two teens went at it like 
rabbits. 

So, it was a very experienced Janie who sidled up to 
Randy and said "If you promise to behave yourself I'll 
lie next to you. 

Randy glanced at her and said, "You're just a 
Freshman." 

She decided at that point that Randy Jeffries would 
leave this house as her slave. 

Randy had looked around to see what other girls were 
available, but when Janie stripped and Randy saw her 
lush body with its plump shaved pussy, he decided that, 
Freshman or not, he wouldn't mind rubbing up against 
her. 

He was therefore amazed beyond words when, as they got 
under the tarp, she climbed on him, fisted his cock, 
notching it in the mouth of her pussy, and sat down on 
it.

Hard.

"What?" he grunted as her pussy lips mashed into his 
abdomen and his gasp of surprise expelled all his air. 

"Shut up!" she growled at him. Then she kissed him and 
started using her very experienced milk maid's muscles 
to make him cum. She'd practiced enough with Stephen 
that she could bring him off in less than two minutes 
sometimes. But Stephen was usually trying not to cum. 

Randy was taken completely by surprise. He'd been in 
the middle of a fantasy about somehow getting his cock 
close enough to her pussy to brush against it, and then 
somehow shooting so his spunk would get on those bald 
pussy lips.

Now, suddenly his prick was buried in soft hot pussy 
that was somehow sucking his balls through his dick! 
Within 30 seconds Randy Jeffries was pumping his 
copious teenage sperm in the fifteen year old girl's 
belly while she sucked the very breath from him in a 
wet passionate kiss. 

Randy flopped, almost paralyzed by what was happening 
to him. When his cock finally quit spitting thick stuff 
and she finally stopped kissing him, she said "Now I'm 
a little warmer," into his neck. 

Randy realized with complete shock that some of the 
kids were still getting situated, and a few weren't 
even under the tarp! When, probably three or four 
minutes later, Miss Lewis gave her speech about using 
self control it was Randy who yelled, "Now you tell 
us!" while his partner, still firmly impaled on his 
cock yelled, "Yes Miss Lewis." 

Immediately after that she put her lips next to his and 
said, "I'm only a little warmer. You aren't done yet 
mister." 

To his utter amazement he felt his cock lurch in her 
pussy as it started to regain it's rampant length.

****

Johnny and Buffy got paired up because of social rules. 
He was the quarterback, and she was the head 
cheerleader. It was only natural, right? So when the 
rest of the girls shied away from him, and the rest of 
the boys looked around at other girls, they were left 
together. 

The only problem was... they didn't like each other. 

Basically, Buffy was a bitch. She treated everybody 
badly, and sucked up to Ms Goodson, the cheerleading 
sponsor, which was the only reason she was the head 
cheerleader. 

Johnny had enough status though, that he could get away 
with telling her she was a bitch. 

Buffy didn't care for the fact that Johnny got all the 
glory, while she worked her ass off on the sidelines 
entertaining the crowd. 

Johnny didn't care for the fact that Buffy had messed 
up a touchdown play by being on the field and getting 
in a player's way. 

Buffy had been known to say out loud that quarterbacks 
were chicken, hiding behind all those bigger boys.
 
Johnny liked to mess with her by making a mooing sound 
when she could hear it. Sometimes he did it loud, but 
sometimes softly, so only she would hear. 

He was, of course, referring to her breasts. They were 
huge, 38 DDs at least. Buffy was proud of them, except 
when he did that. Somehow she felt... ugly... when he 
called her a cow. 

So when Buffy realized she was going to be paired with 
Johnny she said "No way, I'm not getting naked with 
that prick." 

Crystal Newsome laughed through chattering teeth and 
said "Which prick, Buffy? I see a whole bunch of them!" 

Johnny turned to Crystal, who was pairing up with Frank 
Dunbar and said "Hey Crystal, Frank and I could make a 
sandwich. You'd be warmer." 

Crystal actually thought it was a good idea, but Frank 
said "Get your own girl you pervert." Then he grabbed 
Crystal's hand and pulled her under the tarp. 

Johnny and Buffy ended up being the last two who were 
still standing in the open air, Buffy in her bra and 
panties, and Johnny still wearing pants. There were 
several voices saying, "Wow, that IS warmer," and "Oooo 
you feel good," as the ponchos crackled while people 
moved under them, snuggling up. 

Johnny had his own reason for not taking his pants off. 
When his penis wasn't hard, it looked completely 
normal. All the guys had seen it in the locker room, 
but none of them had seen it hard. 

It curved when it was hard. 

It curved UP when it was hard. 

And it didn't curve a little bit... it curved so much 
that it made almost a half circle! 

When he got up in the morning and had a morning hard-
on, he couldn't piss standing up. He had to sit down on 
the toilet and bend his cock down as far as possible to 
keep from getting himself wet. And Crystal had looked 
good naked, with her black hair and pale skin with 
puffy pink nipples. 
 
So he was hard. And he knew that Buffy would say 
something about it. But if he got under the tarp first, 
they would all rib him about being shy.

Buffy was freezing and it was that - and only that - 
that made her get naked in front of Johnny. She didn't 
even care if he went "Mooooo." She unsnapped her bra 
and her big breasts threw it off her body. They were 
big, but they had all the firmness of a teenager. 
 
She was actually magnificent. 

Her thrusting mounds had dark brown areolas and nipples 
that were thick and long. She too had shaved her pussy 
hair so she could wear bikinis at the beach in the 
summer. It was easier and more comfortable to maintain 
the shave during the school year. 

As soon as she was naked she barked at Johnny. "OK, you 
prick, I'm freezing here. Let's go... let's go!"

Johnny was staring at her magnificent tits. They looked 
different under her clothes. He licked his lips 
unconsciously. 
 
She saw it and said, "Don't even think about it! Come 
on, let's GO!" Johnny knew he couldn't delay any 
further. 

He dropped his pants and stood up. 

Buffy was the one staring now. She'd seen her share of 
male organs, but she'd never seen one like this. She 
had the irrational view of a girl - herself, actually - 
hanging impaled on that thing while Johnny was standing 
up. Then she shook her head, but she was too unsettled 
to say anything. He lifted the tarp and she ducked 
under. 
 
At first they lay side by side. Then he said "Look, 
we'll freeze if we don't... touch each other." So they 
rolled sideways and he put one arm over her. 

Her breasts felt cold against his chest and she 
murmured "Your chest is warm... how do you do that?" 

They were on the end of the line, and it was Buffy's 
back that was exposed to the air that snuck in under 
the end of the tarp. So when it came down the line that 
the girls were going to lie on top of the boys so they 
could get away from the seams, Buffy thought that was a 
good idea. By now she was beginning to feel a spark of 
warmth, and she wanted more, no matter whose body it 
was that provided it. 

"I'm going to get on top of you," she said. "Don't you 
get any ideas. This is just for heat." 

Johnny, who hadn't mooed at her even once, didn't say 
anything. He was too wrapped in enjoying the feeling of 
those massive tits against his chest.

Buffy climbed up on him, but couldn't stay on top. She 
kept rolling off because she was top heavy. Finally she 
realized if she straddled him her knees would keep her 
in place. When she lay down her pubic mound mashed 
right into his balls and he winced. 

"Ow! Buffy, you're smashing my balls," he groaned. 
"Scoot up a little." He put his hands on her bare butt 
to pull her up. 

"DON'T TOUCH ME THERE!" she yelled and she heard 
snickers from Crystal and Frank, right next to them. 
"He's touching my butt!" she snarled to Crystal, who 
she expected to back her up.

"Frank's touching a whole lot more than that" sighed 
Crystal as Frank's hands slid all over her back and 
buttocks. He'd already talked her into letting him put 
his stiff penis between her legs so she wouldn't be 
lying on it, and she was rubbing her pussy against it 
intentionally. Frank had just asked her if he could 
kiss her when Buffy got upset about Johnny's hands on 
her butt. She was getting warm all over and liked the 
feeling. 

She kissed Frank while Buffy watched in horror. 

"What are you guys DOING?" hissed Buffy. "Stop that 
Frank!" she said as she saw his hands go to Crystal's 
butt and grab the cheeks, massaging them.

Crystal broke the kiss and turned her head toward 
Buffy. "Mind your own business. I'm getting warm." She 
went back to kissing Frank.

Buffy noticed that Johnny's cock, which had been hard 
and poking in her stomach, didn't feel... big any more. 
She pressed her stomach against it. 

It had gone soft. 

Somehow, that did not make her feel any better.

****

Bob and Cindy lay with his prick tip barely in her for 
the present. They could feel Mandy moving around on top 
of Charley next to them, and Mandy's knees were bumping 
Cindy's. When they heard Charley groan and say, "We 
shouldn't be doing this Mandy," and Mandy replied, 
"Ohhh I feel so full." it didn't take a rocket 
scientist to figure out what they were doing. 
 
Cindy put her lips in Bob's ear again. "I think they're 
playing nice over there too." she breathed. 

Bob felt her hot breath in his ear and whispered back. 
"You're driving me crazy. You'd better stop or I'm 
going to have to punish you."

She licked his ear again and wiggled her pussy on his 
cock. He moved his hands from her butt cheeks to her 
hips and pushed her down firmly. She went, "Ohhhh," as 
another three inches of his misshapen club slithered 
into her pussy. She'd forgotten how good it felt to 
have a nice hard prick in her pussy.

****

Mandy was fucking Charley's socks off, or would have 
been had he been wearing socks. His nice long pecker 
went all the way to the back of her pussy and poked her 
in places she'd never been able to reach, even with her 
hairbrush. She wished he could suck on her nipples, 
like Mr. Dawson did. She liked that, but it was too 
warm with her pressed against his chest to lift up. She 
slid her pussy up and down his cock, no longer caring 
that Mr. Randolph and Miss Lewis were right next to 
her. 

She heard Miss Lewis go "Ahhhhh!" and it sounded pretty 
sexy. Charley had stopped complaining and his hands 
were now on her ass, helping her stroke on him. She 
felt her orgasm almost on her and whispered to her 
lover. "Charley, I'm about to cum on your pretty penis. 
Please don't stop Charley... please."

Charley, once he'd admitted that he was all but being 
raped, decided that if she was that certain about what 
she was doing, who was he to try to stop her. When she 
whispered that she was about to cum he felt the sap 
rise in his balls. Surely, as forward as she was, she 
was on the pill. When she started gasping and writhing 
on him, he let go and his cock flushed her pussy with 
his virile spunk. It was the first time he'd ever had 
an orgasm while his penis was inside a woman. 

He came a river.

****

Melody was sliding her pussy all along Carl's cock. Not 
only was her pussy stroking him, but her breasts were 
scraping all over his chest tool. He jerked off pretty 
regularly, and he knew he was getting close to spewing. 
He knew what kind of mess that would make. He put his 
mouth in Melody's ear and whispered, "Melody... 
something's happening... I'm going to... my dick's 
going to... you have to stop Mel... it'll make a real 
mess!" he finished urgently.

Melody was on fire. She heard him and she knew what he 
was talking about. But she didn't want to quit. She 
rubbed off too and she knew she was close to her own 
orgasm. "I don't wanna quit," she moaned in his ear.

"You HAVE to Melody... I'm gonna make a mess!" he 
groaned.

Melody made her decision. She slid forward an extra 
amount, until she felt her pussy lips slip down over 
the head of his cock, where it was pressed into his 
stomach. Then she arched her back and pushed down. Her 
pussy mouth caught his prick tip and it slipped into 
her hole. 

"It won't make a mess now," she moaned.

"But..." he gasped. That was all he got out before his 
cock went off. A long thick rope of slippery sperm 
leapt out of his penis and shot into Melody's 15 year 
old virgin pussy. It coated her everywhere and lubed 
her so well that, when she felt it and pushed down 
again, Carl's penis slid into her like it was made to.

Which, of course, it was. 

His next couple of shots went off with his cock all the 
way in her and that made her orgasm crash down on her. 
"Ohfuck! Ohfuck! Ohfuck!" she panted and then she bit 
his shoulder to keep herself from screaming.

"OW MELODY... OH FUCK!!" yelled Carl, before he could 
think. His cock spat another thick glob of cum in her 
and she eased off his shoulder. Then, she lay limply on 
him, warm and happy. He was pretty happy too.

****

When Tommy felt his prick glide up into Julie's pussy, 
all he felt at first was the heat of her all around 
him. He'd been primed to blow anyway, and now he did. 
He gasped, "UH... UH... UH!" as his peter blew a 
healthy teenage wad into his girlfriend. She gasped too 
and said "I feel it Tommy... I feel it spurting baby."

They happened to be lying next to Frank and Crystal, 
and it was the fact that they were obviously fucking 
that caused Frank to ask Crystal if he could put his 
cock between her legs. Crystal knew what was going on 
next to them too, and it was because of that that she 
LET Frank put his cock where no other cock had ever 
been before. Once his prick was rubbing her pussy, they 
both wanted more. 

Frank whispered to Crystal, "Have you ever done... it?" 

Crystal shook her head. "No. Have you?" 

He shook his head too. "It sound's like... fun." 

Crystal said, "Yeah, but I'm scared to... you know... 
do it." 

Frank said, "Maybe we could just do it... a little."
 
"Maybe a little," Crystal sighed. 

They fumbled a little, but soon had the tip of Frank's 
cock lodged in the tight mouth of Crystal's pussy. 
Nature took it's course and before long just the head 
was in her. That was enough for both of them. In that 
position her clitty was rubbing directly on his hard 
shaft and her pussy was sucking on the head of his 
cock. As Crystal rotated her pussy on his cock head, it 
only took them five minutes before she came and he shot 
streams of teenage sperm into her pussy. Oddly enough, 
her hymen was still intact. She collapsed limply on top 
of him, his cock still in her. They were both warm.

****

Randy's cock got harder and harder as Janie licked, 
kissed and nibbled his lips. "I can't believe this," he 
whispered. "I thought you were just a kid."

"I AM just a kid," she said. "But I'm a kid who has a 
belly full of nice hot stuff in me now. One more and I 
might be able to go to sleep."

The fact she wasn't trying to act grown up made it even 
more erotic for Randy. "How in hell did you get a 
prescription for the pill?" said Randy, as she began 
riding him, this time wanting to get her own cookies.

"Who said anything about the pill?" she said, fucking 
him now with long slow strokes.

"But..." he gasped.

"Shut up and fuck me Mr. Big Shot Quarterback," she 
growled.

He did. 

Five minutes later the people on both sides of them 
were going at it just as hard, having heard the couple 
obviously fucking next to them. Both girls, having just 
heard the youngest cheerleader on the squad ask for a 
cunt-full of sperm, decided they'd get one too. 

Four minutes later three teenaged pricks bulged and 
delivered streams of spunk into sucking nubile teenaged 
pussies.

****

It was quiet, except for the rain. The wind had died 
down. There were soft snores, though not everyone was 
asleep. All were warm, though, as long as they didn't 
move around a lot. All those bodies under the ponchos, 
and the heat from the stove, made things warm enough 
that people COULD sleep. Those still awake eventually 
drifted off into fitful sleep.

****

It was dark when Johnny woke up. He knew something had 
made him wake up, but he didn't hear anything. He felt 
the heaviness of Buffy on top of him, but he didn't 
really mind. She was warm. He brought his hands up to 
her ass cheeks and found they were cold as ice where 
the tarp had touched them. 

She had finally straddled him and, complaining that the 
feel of his limp penis on her stomach felt "gross" she 
got him to tuck it down between his legs. He thought 
about that limpness and realized he had lost face in 
front of one of the really popular girls in school. 

He wished he could just jamb his cock into her. He knew 
what that cock did to girls who had a G-spot on the top 
of their vagina. He wanted to pump her full of sperm. 
Her tits really were magnificent, and just made for 
suckling babies. The tarp crackled and moved next to 
them, where Frank and Crystal were. Then the tarp 
moved, sucking cold air in that drafted all around 
Johnny. His eyes had become accustomed to the dark and 
there was some light from the rusty stove as the logs 
in it burned. He turned his head and was astonished to 
see that Frank was climbing on top of Crystal. Her eyes 
were open and her mouth was too. 

What was going on? 

He felt a foot hit his. It was Crystal's, and that 
meant she had kicked her left leg toward him. He 
couldn't lift his head because Buffy's was lying on top 
of it. He could just see between her hair strands. Now 
Crystal drew her knees up, making the tarp crackle 
again and it did even more when Frank arranged himself 
between her spread thighs. Crystal fumbled a hand 
between them... down there. 

Then Frank lunged forward and there were twin sighs 
from both teens. 

Johnny suddenly realized he had watched as Frank sank 
his cock into the cheerleader. 

They were fucking! 

Right next to him! 

They were obviously trying to be quiet, but it wasn't 
working. Crystal was moaning and whining little 
"Mmmmms" and "Oooooos" and "Oh yessses" while Frank was 
just pounding away. 

Johnny felt his prick begin to stiffen as he watched 
his friends mating next to him. His curved cock stood 
at attention and the tip plowed into Buffy's furry 
pussy. 

Great. 
 
He was stuck with the ice queen while his buddy got his 
rocks off not six inches away. He wondered if Crystal 
was hot enough to let him go too. 

Frank stiffened, pushing forward one last time and 
grunted. Johnny knew his cock was spewing strings of 
white cum into Crystal's pussy. Crystal humped her butt 
up off the floor, obviously loving what was happening, 
but making a lot of noise. 

Johnny felt his prick leak some pre-cum right on 
Buffy's pussy lips. Remotely, he thought it would be a 
real hoot if a single one of his sperm cells swam into 
Buffy and found a ripe egg. She'd get pregnant and be 
able to pass a lie detector test that she never had 
sex.

The tarp crackled further down the row and somebody 
stood up. Whoever it was walking toward his end, toward 
the stove.

Buffy woke up because of the crackling noise. She'd 
been hearing it way off in a dream somewhere, but 
convinced herself it really was just a dream. She 
raised her head, looking at Johnny's face. His eyes 
were closed. She looked around and saw someone walking 
toward her. It was Miss Lewis. She walked right past 
Buffy to the stove and bent over, picking up something. 
Wood. She was putting wood on the fire. Miss Lewis 
opened the door of the stove and light flashed out, 
illuminating the teacher. 

She was naked, of course, and her body didn't look old. 
Buffy thought of all teachers as "old", but Miss Lewis' 
body looked lush and... ripe. She bent over to get more 
wood and Buffy saw something streaking her thighs. It 
was pale, maybe white, and was running down her thighs 
on the inside. 

At first Buffy thought Miss Lewis was peeing on 
herself, but she suddenly realized pee wouldn't look 
like that. It had to be... sperm! Somebody had fucked 
Miss Lewis! Miss Lewis had laid down with Mr. Randolph. 
 
Buffy felt a thrill shoot through her pussy. Then she 
felt something pushing at her pussy. It was Johnny's 
cock! It had gotten hard while he slept! 

It had crushed her to think that she was so undesirable 
that his dick went limp when she lay down on top of 
him. She'd wanted to cry, but she wouldn't give him the 
satisfaction. 

But now he was hard again, and it was pressing into her 
pussy. She looked at the stuff leaking from Miss Lewis' 
pussy and gently tried to skootch down.

Johnny waited until Miss Lewis had gone back to her end 
of the tarp. He heard the crackle as she got under it 
again. He knew Crystal and Frank wouldn't do anything. 
He knew Buffy was awake and he knew she was pushing 
down against his cock. 

And she'd warned him not to try anything! 

He tensed, and when she wiggled again, pushing, he 
acted. He rolled toward the stove, and away from Frank 
and Crystal. 

Buffy hissed as he rolled on top of the leg that had 
been straddling him on that side. Her back hit the 
floor and her breath whooshed out. His cock had come 
loose, but he grabbed it and pressed it into her 
crotch. He let his chest sink down on those fabulous 
tits and kissed her to stop her from shouting. Her 
hands were hitting him on the back when he felt his 
cock hit the sweet spot. 
 
He lifted his hips and drove it into her. 

Buffy froze. 

Johnny, with no technique at all, started sawing his 
cock in and out of Buffy's shocked pussy. The tip 
scraped all along the upper wall of her pussy.

Buffy did, indeed, have a G-spot. His cock tip massaged 
it intensely. Buffy had been horny to begin with. When 
her G-spot sent it's frantic signals to her brain, she 
slumped under the man she wanted to hate, but whose 
cock was driving her wild. Johnny thought she'd fainted 
and was concerned. But when he stopped moving to see if 
she was OK, her hands came up and grabbed his ass, 
pulling on him.

What started out as a rape, for all intents and 
purposes, ended after Buffy had six orgasms in a row 
and begged him to stop because she couldn't breathe. He 
grinned and sent several million sperm cells chasing 
after the one he'd fantasized about swimming up in her. 
As his cock belched spooge in her soft warm depths, 
Johnny hoped he was knocking the bitch up.

Buffy and Johnny made a lot of noise, and woke up a lot 
of people. In the wake of Johnny's orgasm there were a 
series of other orgasms as teens under the tarp coupled 
again, this time intentionally and for the sex, not 
just to keep warm.

After all was said and done, not a single cheerleader 
pussy was dry. 

All of them were swimming in rich, thick, teenage 
sperm. Potent... VIRILE... teenage sperm. Well, except 
for Mandy. The sperm she was soaking in was adult, but 
it was no less potent. 
 
Miss Lewis got her pussy filled TWICE! The second time, 
as she felt the hot fluid pouring into her she proposed 
marriage to Mr. Randolph.

The next day was interesting. We are sure of that. We 
don't know much about what happened that day. We know 
that some of the boys went looking for help, though 
they claim they couldn't find any. We know that they 
all had to stay under that tarp for another night. 
There were a lot of claims that their clothes wouldn't 
dry out, or that they didn't have enough room to hang 
them all up or something. There are hints that no one 
even tried to get dressed other than the boys who went 
for help.

We do know, from the searchers in the helicopter that 
found them, that a very naked girl with huge breasts 
was the only one who ran out and waved at them when 
they flew over the shack and spotted the bus in the 
ditch. 

We also know that every female on that trip gave birth 
to a baby within one year after that trip. And we know 
that there were twenty marriages that developed from 
the people on that trip. There would have been more, 
but three sets of parents, the ones with 15 year old 
girls, took their children... and grandchildren 
elsewhere to live.

Buffy? 

She had twins.

And that's ALL she got out of that trip!

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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