"Not yet, sweetie," he muttered. "Take off your halter, huh?"
"Ohhh, yes!" she breathed, staring at his slanted, wet-headed cock. In seconds she had the fancy green halter loose and lifted. He had played with her breasts a few times in the past. They had the sweet, firm allure that only a sexy seventeen-year-old possessed, and this was his first good look at them. Beautiful! The coral nipples were standing up, circled by pale pink areolae, the creamy untanned mounds rising like ice cream cones topped with bright red cherries.
He liked a fine, firm pair of tits on a girl, and he could not help thinking about Nancy's breasts, which were even more alluring and larger than Toni's. Of course he had never seen them naked… but almost, almost! A few days earlier, when their parents had been out of the house, she had wiggled from her bedroom, through the living room, where he had been sitting, and into the bathroom, wearing only a very sheer pink, short nightie. The sway of her out-jutting breasts in the lace-bordered nothing had singed his groin, his prick had started riding up in his briefs.
I know damn well now she did it on purpose! he thought, gazing down at Toni's naked, captivating breasts. Sonofabitch! I'm going to have a talk with her, we have to get things straightened out. Maybe if I start fucking Toni I can forget my beautiful sister.
"Ohhh, you sure take your time, honey!" Toni gasped, up-tilting her pretty cunt. "Do it! I'm ready!"
He trembled and reached down to her pussy, spreading the wet, swollen labia where her clitzone lay. This time he gasped himself. The little pink spike was half an inch long! The covered ridge of it was quite prominent, but the exposed part was what flexed his cock! He had never seen one so well-developed! The wet nub on the end was as big as the tip of his little finger. Beautiful!
"Jeeeesus, that's something!" he muttered.
"I guess I'm built like any other girl!" she gasped.
"Hell, no," he growled.
She trembled and managed a giggle. "Well, do something, honey!"
The ache in his cock was too much, he had to get some cunt around it or jack off! He moved forward, braced on his arms and knees. Her head raised high, she stared in rapt fascination as his big, tensing cockhead with the foreskin taut around it lowered toward her uptilted cunt.
I wonder whether Nancy has a clit that big, he thought dizzily. I'm sure that she plays with herself for relief, and Toni probably does, too.
In his growing-up years, and even into high school, he had imagined that nice girls stayed "pure", that they never touched themselves or turned into animals the way boys did, jacking off all the time. But a sex orientation class at the university and one of the textbooks had rid him of a lot of ridiculous assumptions about girls. They could cum a lot more often than a man, too.
A healthy chick needed sex relief the same as a guy did. The new idea was to encourage girls to experiment so they would know what the hell an orgasm was. A girl could cum and cum without busting the hymen; most of the feeling was in the clitoris, which was simply a female counterpart of the male penis – a miniature prick. The coach's sexy wife had shown him how to fondle her clit, adding to his store of knowledge about sex. On their second big date he had finger-played her into two orgasms before he even got his prick into her cunt. Yeahhhh!
But he did appreciate the fact that Toni had saved her cherry for him! The dames did the picking and deciding, anyway. The instructor in the sex orientation class had told them right out that girls thought about love and sex much more than boys, and that the new liberation attitudes going on, plus the use of contraceptives had turned a whole generation of girls into real tigers.
The coeds in the class had laughed much louder than several red-faced male students. When he had stressed the point that the sex organs had to be exercised, like any other part of the body, the girlish laughter had made his own ears burn. The idea that every chick in the class knew that guys his age jacked off had seemed very humiliating. Girls grew up faster than guys, some of them were ready for fucking at thirteen. And some of them got it.
His knob touched Toni's wet, soft, dainty cuntlips and she cried out her joy. "Ohhhh, Steve! Ohhhhh, get it in me!"
He shuddered, his knob tensed, more juice oozed out and he began to nudge his meat slowly into the sexy redhead's cunt. Damn, it was going to be tight! Her legs quivered, she changed the angle of her pelvis, her heels hit the blanket, her beautiful ass started lifting! His knob pressed into her maidenhead! He had broken two cherries before, he knew what to expect. A little pain, maybe, a little blood…
"Ooooohhhhh – oooohhhhh!" she breathed, her face twisting. She flinched, her long thighs trembled against his sides. He held still and let her come up! He had learned that on his second hymen-breaking date the first week at the university. The chick had read somewhere that girls who wanted a minimum of discomfort with the first fuck should be on top. Well, he had let her climb on board, she had squirmed around for quite a while before she got the job done, but she finally made it and had a good cum in the process.
Toni was making it, too. She panted and strained, she rested a few seconds and tried again! Suddenly, she seemed to get the right leverage with her heels and gave a quick, lusty up-hunch! The quick, sweet filling of her virginal cunt with his cock, her cry of mingled joy and pain bunched his nuts at the root his prick. Terrific, tight cunt – all the way in.
"Uhhh – ohhh, ohh, ohhhh – oh!" she whined, driving his knob to the very depths of her cunny. "Ohhhhh, honey. Ohhh, that's good!"
He wanted to hunch in the worst way, every nerve in his body craved the deep, searching bull strokes that would bring forth his load, but he crouched there a while longer, gritting his teeth. She came up eagerly, with good girlish vigor, slapping her wet, puffy cuntlips at his swollen nuts on every lunge. She was a fine, healthy athletic girl and she wanted to fuck, so he let her fuck.
"Ohhh – ohhhhh – OHHH -ohhh!" she whimpered, hunching faster.
He could bear it no longer! He groaned, pinned her ass to the blanket and hunched toward his cum. She grabbed him with her arms, his chest pillowed down into her swollen breasts, her ass worked up and down in spite of his pressing weight, he could feel the tremors and shakes of her impending orgasm.
Damn! he thought wildly. I'm busting my nuts in her cunt and I'm dreaming about my sister! They do look alike in many ways. Jeeeesus, I'll bet that Nancy's cunt is as snug as this one! The vision of his sexy blonde sister ballooned in his mind as the fierce pulsings of his own cum racked his loins. He was fucking a virgin, she was getting her goodies, and it was so damned good that he nearly shouted Nancy's name…
Now, in the back seat with Toni, enjoying her body again, her good tight cunt, he hoped to hell that Henry was not going to score with Nancy. But he had not made it in her pussy at the picnic at the lake, he was sure she could handle the blanket situation, too.
Nancy did need fucking, like any healthy girl her age. Like Toni. But it was pretty obvious that she dated Henry because there was no one else around town that she liked at all, and because she loved to be around her brother! He knew, if no one else did. He knew her moods and ways, they talked a lot together, she had hinted to him that Henry was not ever going to go the route with her.
"Ohhh, it gets better every time, honey!" Toni breathed, riding up on his cock, urging her titties higher. "When are you going to take me to a motel and really have fun?"
He trembled, his cock tensed. He had been waiting to hear those words, he had been thinking about asking her to wear a ring, she was the best screwing that he had ever run into, except the coach's wife, and that was out of the question. Toni was just the right age for him, and if he failed to grab her somebody else would. She was one hell of a girl.
But first he had to resolve the situation with Nancy. Dreaming about her while he was fucking and playing with Toni was not the way to go; he wanted to be honest with the beautiful redhead. She had already hinted that she would be glad to go to Baxter, where the university was situated, and work in a beauty shop to help put him through college. If they were married, of course…