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(MF-teens, 1st, mast, oral, cheat, rom) *** 1968 may have been the Summer of Love in San Francisco, but in Iowa it was still the 50s. Good girls didn't, and they were all good girls. Not that it mattered much to me - pretty girls went for guys with money, and that sure wasn't me. My parents were both dead - my father in Korea, and my mom in a car accident a few years later. I lived in a trailer on the outskirts of town with my uncle; he didn't have much interest in raising a kid, so we mostly stayed out of each others' way. While the freedom that afforded, to drink, smoke, stay out late, etc., made me the envy of guys, girls still weren't too interested. Which is why I'm still amazed, all these years later, that I manage to get a date with Susie. She was too good for me on every level - her father was the town minister, her grandparents owned half the town, and to top it all off she was a stunner. The epitome of Midwestern wholesome beauty - shoulder- length blonde hair, sky-blue eyes, flawless skin with a few freckles across the bridge of her nose. And, lest I forget, the most spectacular pair of breasts in town. Girls dressed conservatively in those days, but the heaviest sweater couldn't conceal those beauties. And when the weather got warm? I swear you could see the buttons straining on her school uniform shirt, trying to hold everything in. And it wasn't uncommon to see half the guys' zippers in school straining to hold in the hard-ons her massive mammaries inspired. So how, with every guy in town drooling all over her, did I manage to get her to notice me, let alone say yes? We were at a school dance - she had avoided the boys all night, and was getting some punch, when a few football players came in, rip-roaring drunk. One staggered up to her, and told her loudly he wanted to rip her skirt off and fuck her until she screamed. Now, as dirty as that sounds here and now, imagine how that sounded in 1960s Iowa. Everyone, myself included, was shocked. Not one to see a lady so insulted, I walked up to the guy, and clocked him - I may not have been an athlete, but I had chopped enough wood and hauled enough scrap metal around for my uncle that I had strong arms, and a good right hook. I knocked him out cold. Now, I didn't expect anything in return, but she thanked me, and after she looked me in the eyes for a moment, my heart pounding in anticipation, she kissed me. And not the demure kiss on the cheek I'd expect from a girl like her - a real kiss. I had kissed girls before, of course, but certainly not one like her. So, a few days later, I came to her house with a bouquet of flowers, and asked if I could take her to the movies. She blushed and said yes, and we were a couple. Thus began the long, protracted battle familiar to all teenage boys, especially of that era - the battle to get into her pants. At the very least, I had to get those wonderful tits to myself. On the first few dates, I'd kiss her goodnight on her doorstep. After a few nights out, we'd sneak away someplace and make out, but even after an hour or more of swapping saliva, I never got any closer to getting her shirt off. Any time I'd move my hand anywhere near, she'd gently move it away. Every night, I went home with a massive boner and aching balls, and often jerked off two or three times in a row, imagining myself sucking on her nipples as I coated my belly with load after load of sticky white stuff. I knew it was going to be a long time before I gained any ground. So imagine my shock when in one afternoon I got further with a girl I had just met than I ever had with Susie. I was at my locker one afternoon in school, when a dark-haired girl pushed my locker door shut, and said accusingly, "So, I hear you're dating Susie ______." I knew the girl vaguely - she was a sophomore (Susie and I were seniors), and new in school that year. "Let's talk," she said, grabbing my hand and pulling me down the hall. She pulled a key from inside her blouse, and opened the door to the faculty bathroom, dragging me inside after her. "So, you get anywhere with her?" Now, I expected that kind of talk from guys in the locker room, but certainly not from a girl, and an underclassman at that. I looked her up and down - she was skinny, with small breasts and slim hips (I couldn't help but check her out), and long black hair in pigtails. Most girls looked more innocent in pigtails, but she looked just the opposite. "I bet you haven't," she continued. "That girl needs to loosen up." I managed to find my voice - "hey, how is this any of your business?" "Oh, it's my business," she insisted, without any explanation. "I'm guessing she teases you all night and sends you home frustrated?" I didn't say anything, but it must have been obvious from my non-reaction that she was right on the money. "You poor thing. That must be so... hard." As she said that, she rubbed her hand across the front of my pants. Naturally, I already had an erection. No girl had ever been so forward with me, and besides that, I was 18 - I pretty much always had an erection. She slowly felt me up, as she asked, "she hasn't let you anywhere near those tits of hers, has she?" I slowly shook my head no, still in disbelief that a girl had her hand on my dick. "Well, these are no substitute," she said, unbuttoning a shirt button, "but you deserve a little something for being so patient." She was still holding on to my wrist with the hand that wasn't stroking my dick, and she moved my hand to her chest. Not being one to turn down so brazen an invitation, I slid my hand under her training bra, and slid it across her soft skin until I felt the nub of one of her nipples. "Mmm..." she smiled and gave my cock a squeeze. Then as soon as my moment in heaven had started, it was over. She gently pulled my hand away, and released my cock from her grip. "Well, I've got to get to class. See you around." I was bewildered by what had just happened, when she left me with one last surprise. "Be good to my sister. I think she'll come around eventually." Her sister? I didn't even know this girl's name! Who was her... then it hit me. This was Susie's sister. There had been whispers that her little sister had been sent off to reform school in junior high to avoid causing the family some disgrace, although what she could have done in junior high I can only imagine. I soon found out through the grapevine, her name was Natalie, and she had come back to regular school just this year. For the next few days, I'd see Natalie in the hallway but she didn't acknowledge me. Friday afternoon, I was wrapped up thinking about my date with Susie that night, mentally plotting strategy to get a hand near any part of her boobs, when someone grabbed me from behind and dragged me into the teacher's bathroom. "Hot date tonight?" Of course, it was Natalie. She went back to rubbing my dick through my pants, as if no time had passed since last time. "Think you'll get anywhere?" "Probably not," I muttered - I have no idea why I was even answering her - the whole situation was pretty fucked up. As much as I enjoyed what she was doing to my rock-hard penis, I put my hand on hers and stopped her stroking. "Jesus, I'm dating your sister. We shouldn't be doing this." She just smiled wickedly. "Of course we shouldn't." As she said that, she unzipped my pants, freeing my cock. It was the first time a girl had ever seen it in the flesh, and my heart just about stopped as she slipped her fingers around it and resumed stroking up and down. I gasped for breath as she whispered low in my ear, "I bet you wish Susie would do this for you tonight. I bet you wanna suck on those big titties of hers while she touches you. You want her to kiss it - you want her to run her tongue all over—" She stopped abruptly as I lost control and started spurting all over her hand. I had nothing to compare myself to at the time, but in later years women would tell me I produced a lot of cum. At the moment, it covered the back of her hand just about completely; it was in between her fingers, running in streams down my cock, and a long rope of it ran from the head of my penis to my belly. She smiled as she looked at the mess we had made, then calmly rinsed her hands in the sink, winked at me, and said, "I think you'll have some fun tonight, too." Then she was gone, I was left standing in the bathroom with my dick hanging out and covered in sperm, and still horny as I had ever been in my life. I knew I was late for class, and I knew if a teacher walked into the bathroom I was fucked. But I couldn't help myself - I grabbed my cock, slick all over with my own juices, and started jerking off furiously. A few minutes later, I had a second load of cum running down my cock and onto my balls, as I imagined those white globs of sperm landing not all over Susie's tits, as my usual fantasy went, but up and down Natalie's wickedly smiling face. The rest of the day dragged on, as I drove myself nuts thinking about the two girls, and what I wanted to do to both of them. I was so horny I had to leave Chemistry class to beat off again in the regular bathroom. Then when I got home, I shot one more load before I met up with Susie. I should have been spent, but by the time we pulled my uncle's car into the drive-in, I was rock hard again. (Damn, what I wouldn't give to have the stamina I had at 18 again) We went to work fogging up the windows as usual, but this time things were different. About half an hour into the feature, Susie pulled my hand not away from her chest but towards it. She brought my hand to rest with her right nipple under my palm. I tentatively massaged her breast and she purred appreciatively. "I thought it was about time," she murmured. I kissed her passionately by way of agreement, and spent the rest of the night getting to know her spectacular assets. Through her bra and her shirt, but it was still better than I had hoped. By the time I dropped her off at her house, my dick was ready to tear a hole in my pants - even after coming four times that day, I had been hard as a rock for the past two hours. I didn't even make it home - I pulled the car over just around the corner from her house, and unleashed the torrent of sperm that had been building up in my balls all night. I lay awake half the night, dreaming of Susie's swelling tits and Natalie's nimble fingers - needless to say, by the time I fell asleep, the sheets were a sticky mess. So it went for the next few months. By tiny increments, Susie would let me go further and further. And every morning before I had a date with her, her sister would make sure she got me off first. By March, I was feeling up Susie through her bra, and sucking on Natalie's titties while she gave me a handjob. In April, I finally unclasped Susie's bra and got to suck on her fat, pink nipples just hours after her little sister gave me my first blowjob. The month after that, I finger-fucked Natalie until she came, and later the same night Susie touched my cock for the first time. Every time Susie let me go a bit further with her, Natalie went a bit further with me the same night. I finally worked out that Susie must have been telling her sister about her dates, and how far she intended to let me go. Natalie, acting out some kind of sibling rivalry, made sure to beat her to the punch. Yes, it was fucked up, but I was sure as hell enjoying it. In fact, I was in heaven, except for two things. One, I was terrified Susie would find out. Natalie was unpredictable enough that she might very well spill the beans just to get to her sister. And everywhere Nat and I fooled around - besides that teacher's bathroom, we used empty classes, the woods behind the school, and even other people's unlocked cars a few times - we were likely to get caught, and expelled at the least. But the second thing was even worse - in April I got my draft notice. Viet Nam. The way things worked back in those days, the lower your draft number, the more likely you were to get called up. Guys with numbers in the 5000s were running off to Canada. Mine was 214. I was virtually guaranteed to go. But since it was random, I still had a chance. I obsessively tried to work out the odds. It seemed like everywhere I turned was a bad outcome - even if the Army didn't get me, Susie might catch me with Natalie. Or their parents might catch me with Susie. Or Natalie. Or both. I was walking a tightrope. But at the same time, I had two women - one cute and eager, and one unattainable and gradually relenting - both taking me further with me than I thought I'd get before my wedding night. I was in heaven and hell. Prom night came in June. Susie had hinted that she was going to make the night special, so I saved up enough money for a motel room two towns over. And if she was going to make things special, I had a feeling Natalie would too. Saturday, the morning of the prom, I was trying on the suit my uncle had bought me ("You'll need it for funerals and such anyway," he told me), when I heard a knock at the door of the trailer. It was Natalie. I had never taken either sister anywhere near my place, as shabby as it was compared to their big house on the hill, but in a town as small as ours, it wasn't hard to find out where someone lived. "Is anyone around?" she asked. "My uncle's working, and after that he's drinking - he won't be back until after I go pick up your sister." There was an awkward silence. I never brought up Susie in front of Nat. She paused for a long moment, maybe deciding on whether to go through with what came next, maybe reflecting on yet another betrayal she was inflicting on her unsuspecting sibling. Finally she walked up and kissed me. My dress shirt was still unbuttoned, and she slid it off my arms. I reached for the straps of her dress - it almost being summer, she was wearing a pretty yellow sundress, which I was now sliding off her shoulders. As I slid the dress down further, I was pleasantly shocked to see that she wasn't wearing a bra. Maybe hippies went braless back then, but it was unthinkable in our neck of the woods. She slid her hands across my chest, and then over my shoulders as she pulled me closer to her. I attacked her left breast with my mouth, first rolling my tongue across her nipple, then tugging on it with my teeth. "John." She almost never spoke my name, and it got my attention. I backed off of her as she looked into my eyes and said, "I want to go all the way with you." I knew it had something to do with prom night, and what I was going to end up doing with Susie that evening. I was dying to ask her why - was she getting back at her? Did she feel inferior to her older, more popular sibling, and this was her way of evening the score? I knew if I breathed a word about the situation, I'd fuck things up. So I just stood back and watched, mouth agape, as she let the dress fall from her hips and slide down her legs. She stood there wearing only cotton panties, as she watched me slide my pants and briefs to the floor, completely naked before her for the first time. I grabbed the waistband of her underwear, pulling her towards me and kissing her again, one hand pulling her closer, the other reaching inside her panties and rubbing against her mound. "Are you sure?" I whispered, as my middle finger found her wet slit. "Oh yes," she moaned, as her fingers slowly encircled my balls. "You want me to take you?" I asked again, as I slid a finger inside of her, while with my other hand, I slid her panties over her ass and down to her knees. "Oh God," she whispered, as her hand slid up and down my stiff cock as it had so many times before. I walked away and opened the door to my bedroom, and turned around to look at her. "God, you're beautiful," I said. I go on a lot about Susie's looks, as all the guys did, but Natalie was pretty in her own right, and standing there nude, in my dingy trailer, brazen but still a little scared, she was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. She waited a moment, then pounced on me, laughing as we both fell into the bed. Before long, I was on top of her, my cock rubbing against her slit, my hands mauling her little tits, and my mouth giving her a neck a hickey she'd have to hide from her sister for the rest of the week. She bucked her hips up and down, grinding her clit into my shaft. "I'm ready," she said. "Put it in me." As she spoke the words, she raised up her ass so the head of my cock was resting right in the entrance to her innermost recesses. I slid the head in, and the feeling of her warm, wet pussy on my bare cock was the best thing I had ever felt in my life. I thrust into her until I was pressing up against her maidenhead. "This might hurt." She kissed me and bit my lip. "I can take it." I grabbed her ass, pulling her towards me as I thrust harder. She cried out as I broke through her virginity, and then cried out again - in pleasure, this time - as I thrust into her fully, my entire length buried inside of her. She wrapped her legs around my ass, and pulled me deeper inside her as her hips thrust towards me. In turn, I thrust my hips towards her, grinding my pubic bone against her clit, and savoring every exquisite second of my cock sliding in and out of her. Now, I didn't know a heck of a lot about the birds and the bees. My parents died before they got a chance to share anything, and my uncle didn't care to say much. But I knew there was a chance I could get her pregnant. Condoms existed back in those days, but they were for sailors and big city folk. Besides, a teenager couldn't go into the drugstore and announce to a druggist who knew his family and everyone else in town that he was going to fuck the minister's teenage daughter. So I took my chances. In the back of my mind, I knew it was a risk. I knew I now had one more undesirable outcome to add to the list of a vengeful girlfriend, murderous parents, and the army. But that afternoon, with our bodies entwined, fucking a woman for the first time, any consequence was worth it. I was delirious as Natalie continued to use her body to egg me on, squeezing my cock with her tight virgin hole; clawing at my back desperately as she whispered "don't stop"; letting me slide halfway out, then grabbing my ass and slamming back in deep; there was no doubt she wanted me as desperately as I wanted her. They say you never forget your first time - I'm not sure, in all the years since, I ever topped it. Finally, our thrusting into each other reached a frantic pace, and I cried out as I shot jet after jet of hot seed into the depths of her womb. I held her for a long time, kissing her tenderly, my cock buried in her until it finally went soft. I pulled out, and sat up to look at her, lying naked in my bed, drenched in sweat, breathless and sated. I looked between her legs, and could see a thick glob of sticky, white sperm sliding out of her soaking wet hole and down the crack of her ass. It was the most erotic sight I had ever seen, so I decided to look up close. Her sex was pink and glistening with both of our juices, and the intoxicating smell of sex was overpowering. I stuck out my tongue, and licked up and down her slit. She gasped - as many times as she had sucked me off, this is the first time I ever got close enough to taste her. She panted and moaned as I slid my tongue across her lips, then pushed it into her clit. I didn't even care that I was licking up my own sperm - I was incredibly aroused, and by the time she came, screaming to high heaven, I was rock-hard again. I barely gave her time to catch my breath before I thrust back into her and resumed pounding her pussy. She squealed with delight as she felt my cockhead bang into her cervix. After a few minutes, she pushed me off her and said, "Let's try it this way," and she got on her hands and knees, her ass in the air, swaying seductively. She motioned for me to get on my knees behind her, but I had other plans. I grabbed her ankles, dragging her backwards until she was halfway off the bed. With her doubled over the edge of the bed, I spread her ass cheeks and licked my way from the top of her ass, down the crack (which was too soaked with both of our fluids to taste like anything other than sex), and down to the bottom of her pussy. I worked my tongue back up, past her ass, across the small of her back, and up her spine. By the time I got to the top, I bit her neck lightly as I thrust into her. She screamed with delight, burying her face into the sheets. It was only then that I realized I had positioned her head right where we had been fucking moments before. I don't think she minded. In fact, I thought I saw her licking the bed at one point as I pounded into her from behind. I stretched her arms out, pinning her to the bed, holding her down as she humped the mattress and met my thrusts all in one motion. Before long, she cried out with another orgasm, which was enough to trigger another volley of sperm from my overworked cock. We lay in bed for a while, teasing each other, fooling around, until it was time for me to take her big sister to the prom. I didn't say that, of course, I just said "I have to go soon." We showered together, and she kissed me passionately goodbye before leaving me to put my suit back on. By comparison, my date with Susie was anticlimactic - how could it not be? We danced, we slipped some booze into our punch, we made out in the car, then drove to our motel room. It wasn't until we got to the room that I remembered I might be deflowering two girls that day. But it wasn't meant to be. Once our shirts were off, Susie assured me that she was saving sex for her wedding night, but that she still wanted to do something for me. She unbuttoned my pants, and proceeded to lick my sore cock up and down. As far as she knew, this was my first blowjob, and should have been the highlight of my life to that point. Little did she suspect, I had already filled her little sister's hot snatch with three loads of come (did I mentioned we did it again in the shower?) and compared to that, her tongue barely registered. If Natalie wanted to show up her sister, she had succeeded wildly. Still, a blowjob's a blowjob, and I did my best to act like it was a life-changing experience. Susie seemed caught off guard when the first jet of sperm hit her tongue, but she didn't back off. I kissed her afterwards, then surprised her by reciprocating, eating her pussy and thinking all the time about her sister's. I dropped her off around 3AM, and she showed me how she climbed the oak tree outside her window to sneak into the house when she had to. She told me that now, after I dropped her off, I could sneak back to the house and come up to her room. As she closed the curtains, I turned around back to the car, only to see a face in the downstairs window - Natalie's. Her bedroom was on the first floor. She opened the window as quietly as she could, and whispered, "Hot date?" It had become our running joke. "You'll have to come by and tell me about it some time," indicating I could sneak in through her window some time soon. As I walked away, I looked from one window to the next - one belonging to my girlfriend, one belonging to the girl I had just lost my virginity to. I felt a swirl of emotion - thrilling lust at the day's events, and paralyzing fear at the many ways it could all go horribly wrong. It was going to be a hell of a summer. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. 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