Cathy now found herself with a real and genuine problem on her hands.
In the first place, among her set, in order to get to the prom, you had to put out in order to get a date. That was the heaviest date in the whole school year.
When she was a virgin, Cathy had resigned herself to no prom, but this year she wanted to go.
In the first place, she felt every bit as womanly as any of the other girls in school.
She realized how much of a lover her brother was, when she compared him to Wayne. Wayne was still mooning around Cathy, but Cathy, who was nice to him, refused all his advances.
She had promised her mother and father that she would not sleep with any of the guys at school.
She and her brother had a good relationship going, emotionally as well as sexually. By now he had worked off his demerit points.
He had bought Cathy a lovely little gold pinkie ring with some of his savings. Cathy was very touched by his gift, especially since Cathy assumed some of the responsibility for his having acquired the demerits in the first place.
It was Saturday morning, and Cathy was sitting, disconsolate, in front of the television set. She had finished her household chores. Her homework was all done, and she didn't want to go out.
She had only three weeks to go before the prom. Everyone else in her class was going, which meant that there were no virgins left.
She had asked Sybil how she got her date. Sybil and she were the last hold-outs. Sybil had giggled. She was going with David Potter, who was a rather good-looking boy, if excessively intellectual.
Sybil merely giggled.
"I took the plunge, what else? Why don't you, Cathy?"
"Ohhh," Cathy mourned, "I promised my mother!" She couldn't very well admit that she was still a virgin, so she avoided the word. But she couldn't very well tell the girls that she had had her cherry popped by her brother. So she was stuck with no date for the prom.
Stephanie had been no help at all! That made Cathy very, very angry with her. She was going to the prom with Gerald, who had copped her cherry, but Stephanie had no ideas about the matter.
Cathy stared at the television set with unseeing eyes, pondering her dilemma. She didn't deserve this, she thought to herself. She felt betrayed by Stephanie, and very bewildered.
"Hey, what's the matter?" her brother asked her, coming into the living room.
"Oh, Jimmy, I'm in a pickle!"
"What kind this time?" her brother grinned. Cathy looked up at him, and her pussy creamed. Both her parents were around the house today, so there was no chance of their getting together.
She was almost jealous that he had a date that night.
She sighed.
"I'm the only girl in the freshman class who's not going to the prom.
You know what that means?"
Jimmy laughed. "That means you're the only virgin in the class."
"That's not funny, Jimmy. I feel like a hypocrite."
"Yeah, sometimes I do, too."
"Well, you don't have to go around pretending you're a virgin! I do, because nobody would believe me if told them, anyway!"
"Oh, yes they would. Suzy's brother Arnold copped her cherry before she ever started on her cock-teasing campaign."
Cathy's eyes widened. "You're kidding!"
"No. I've been feeling so guilty about you and me that I did some research. We aren't so bad. Lots of the kids in school have done it."
"Well, that doesn't make me feel better. I want to go to the prom!"
Cathy wailed.
"Gee, Sis, I don't know what to tell you."
"Can you find me a date?"
Jimmy sighed and leaned forward.
"I'll ask the guys in school. I know the guys in my class aren't going to want to go to the prom with a freshman, but maybe one of them has a brother who goes to another school."
"Oh, would you, Jimmy?"
"Yeah. I'm sorry. The least you could have is the right to sit here and say that the only reason you're not going to the prom is that you're a virgin, but you can't even do that."
"That's not your fault," Cathy said mournfully. "I wanted it as bad as you did."
The telephone rang.
It was Stephanie. "Want to come to my house? Gerald's here, and he has a friend with him. He might be the answer to your problem!"
Stephanie's voice had a ring to it, as if she were up to something. And if Gerald was at Stephanie's house, Cathy was pretty sure that her parents weren't home.
It made her nervous. Gerald hung out with some older men, and even Cathy's mother, who wasn't too critical of Cathy's friends, had said that she didn't like "that Gerald or his questionable friends."
"I don't know, Steph. Wait till I ask Mom."
"Oh, you chicken. Why do you always have to ask your mother?"
"Because!" Cathy said, slamming the phone down on the table, and storming out to the kitchen.
"May I go to Stephanie's house, Mother?" she asked, her tone belligerent. Her mother laughed.
"Well, of course. Were you expecting a fight from me?"
"No, but I'm gonna give fight to Stephanie. She called me chicken for asking you if I could go."
"Stephanie's mother should get a good spanking for leaving the child free to do as she pleases without supervision. Of course you may go, dear. Have a good time, and be home by three. Daddy's going to take us all out to supper."
Cathy went back to the phone.
"I can come," she said.
"O.K. I'll wait for you. Hurry up! We're gonna have a lot of fun."
Cathy didn't like the set-up, the minute she walked into the house. For one thing, both men were stripped to their jockey shorts, and Stephanie, giggling, met Cathy at the door in a bathrobe, and Cathy suspected that she had nothing under it.
She walked into the living room, and was introduced to Gerald, whom she knew. He was a darkly handsome boy, who always had a slightly snide look on his face, as if he had just got away with something.
Cathy was pretty sure that wasn't far from the truth.
The man with him was named Troy. Cathy gasped when she saw him. He was older, and went to another high school in the city. She remembered him because he was a basketball champ, and his team had beaten the team at her school several times.
He was also supposed to be the baddest boy in town. He lived in the ghetto with his widowed mother, and she had heard rumors about how he supported his mother and two younger sisters. The sisters always came to the games with him.
He was tall, and dark-haired, with dark, passionate-looking eyes. He sat, grining on the couch, in his jockey shorts, as Stephanie introduced him.
"He's one of Gerald's friends. He's agreed to go to the prom with you."
Cathy got scared. Stephanie told her everything, and she knew that Stephanie frequently went to parties with Gerald, where all the girls and boys mixed it up.
Cathy thought it was marvelous and the stories always made her cunt cream wildly, but she didn't want to be part of such a scene, and she certainly didn't want to get fucked for the sake of a dance-not after she had promised her mother, and not when she had her brother to fulfill her sexual needs.
Jimmy and she had made a pact that Jimmy and she would have all the dates they wanted, but Jimmy would service Cathy's sexual needs until she was sixteen and could start to have sex herself.
Cathy felt honor-bound to the arrangement, peculiar as it might seem to some people.
She got very angry with Stephanie.
"I don't like this!" she exclaimed. "I don't like it at all."
"Where are you going?" Stephanie screamed, grabbing Cathy's arm, as she was about to go out of the door.
"I'm going home!" Cathy said, pulling away from Stephanie.
"After I got you a date?"
"I'm not going to be a whore just to go to a dance!" Cathy exclaimed hotly. "And that's exactly what you're asking me to do. The whole school knows that only girls who have had their cherries popped get to go to the prom."
"I asked Gerald, as a personal favor to bring a friend here, so you could get to the dance," Stephanie said, looking aggrieved.
"I think that was very nice of you, but you didn't consult me first,"
Cathy said.
The sound of Troy's laughter arrested both girls.
"I don't know what you think is so funny, man. You've been done out of some ass," Gerald said to his friend.
He walked behind Stephanie, and right in front of Cathy he began to massage her tits.
"We were thinking of a little get-together, but if you're chicken…"
"All right! All right! I'm chicken! I'm chicken because I tell my mother where I'm going, and I'm chicken because I promised her I wouldn't sleep with any of the boys in school until I was sixteen. So I'm chicken!"
Cathy started to storm out of the house again, but she was grabbed. She swung, alarmed at the grip on her wrist.
It was Troy who was holding her this time.
"You don't have to go," he said. "If you promised your mother you wouldn't have sex till you were sixteen, I don't think you're chicken for keeping your word."
His voice was quiet.
"I'm sorry I got you into this, man," Gerald said. Stephanie's robe now hung open, revealing all her luscious delicacies. Stephanie didn't seem to mind in the least.
"Come on," Troy said, ignoring Gerald. "We can sit on the couch and watch."
"Watch?" Cathy asked, wide-eyed.
"Yeah, why not?" Troy laughed. "It's a good sex education."
He pulled her over to the couch, and sat her down beside him.
"Do you mind?" Cathy asked Stephanie.
"Hell, no! I love an audience. Maybe you can pick up a few pointers from me," Stephanie said, smiling.
Stephanie shrugged the robe off, and paraded her excellent figure in front of Cathy and Troy. Gerald removed his pants. His cock stood straight out. It wasn't as big as Jimmy's. It throbbed redly, sprouting luridly from his hairy bush.
He rushed at Stephanie, who acted as if she were swooning in his arms.
"Ohh, lover, I want you so bad!" she gasped.
Cathy squirmed in her seat. She was slightly uncomfortable, but still fascinated. Troy looked at her, and grinned. He had a dimple on his right cheek when he smiled. His eyes were so dark and piercing that Cathy thought he was a little scary.
Stephanie's parents weren't home. Cathy realized she could easily be raped with these two boys here. Troy reached out and took Cathy's hand.
Cathy looked slyly at his hard-on. It looked enormous behind his jockey shorts.
Cathy gulped when she felt her little hand engulfed in Troy's big hand.
She creamed some more. She had never seen Troy up close, but he was even more handsome up close than he was on the basketball courts.
As she looked at his hard-on, she had an irresistible urge to touch it.
She looked at Stephanie and Gerald. They were squirming around on the floor. Cathy could tell that Stephanie's cunt was moist. She spread her legs, revealing her luscious little twat, and it glistened with her juices.
Gerald started to rub his hand up and down her twat. His middle finger penetrated her moist entrance, and Stephanie arched upward driving his finger into her cunt right up to the knuckle.
Then he crawled in between her legs, his cock aimed right at her drooling hole. Cathy shivered.
"How do you feel?" Troy asked her. There was a mocking gleam in his eyes.
"Horny!" Cathy admitted, honestly, surprising even herself with her answer. Troy laughed again, his laughter guttural.
Cathy's eyes were riveted to the young couple writhing around on the floor.
"Oh, Gerald, I want that thing so bad, I can feel myself coming!"
Stephanie gasped, arching her hips up and down in a copulatory motion that was very exciting to Cathy.
"Don't worry, Steph," Gerald said. "I'll fill ya up real good, and when I get finished, Troy can stuff your cunt, too!"
Gerald then raised Stephanie's legs up, and put them on his shoulders.
Cathy gasped. She had never even considered a posture like that.
Her legs were very long, and well-shaped, and her pussy was now really exposed to Gerald's throbbing cock.
Gerald's cock was now planted firmly against Stephanie's wet twat.
Cathy squeezed her cuntal muscles together as the excitement coursed through her hotly.
"Hurry lover!" Stephanie gasped. "Please don't stop now."
"O.K., Stephanie, just let me…unh…get it in!"
Gerald started to insert his big meat into Stephanie's tiny cunt.
Stephanie moaned. Cathy watched, mesmerized, as Stephanie's cunt got bigger and bigger to accommodate the huge prick which Gerald was shoving into her.
Her ears rang. She felt Troy's hands getting all sweaty as he watched the couple on the floor. She looked up at him. Her breathing was getting heavier and heavier.
"O.K, lover," Stephanie gasped as Gerald planted himself balls-deep in Stephanie's cunt, "let's fuck!"
She started to hump up and down. At first her motions were slow and lazy. As Cathy watched, Gerald's cock appeared, and then disappeared into Stephanie's cunt.
He was arching his buttocks up and then pushing them forward, plunging his dick deeply into Stephanie's teenaged twat.
Cathy gasped. She felt Troy's hand, holding hers, bring her hand over to his hard-on. She jumped and pulled her hand away.
"Sorry!" Troy said, raising his arms. "You don't have to if you don't want to. I just thought you'd like to touch it. I'd like you to, if you want to."
Cathy licked her passion-dry mouth. She really did want to touch Troy's cock. It looked so big, and she could see it pulsing through the thin cotton material.
She cautiously put her hand out and rested it on his burgeoning manhood.
"Ahh!" Troy gasped, putting his hand on top of hers, and pressing it into his throbbing prick.
Cathy watched the couple on the floor. She could see their mouths wide open, and their tongues were flicking in and out of each other's mouth.
They made wet sucking noises as they teased each other's oral cavity.
Gerald's ass rose up and down furiously, as he pumped his cock in and out of Stephanie's cunt. Cathy smelled their sex juices permeating the air, as their excitement grew.
"Oh, lover, fuck me!" Stephanie gasped in Gerald's ear, "fuck my everloving pussy. Ohhh, it needs a cock, a man's big prick! Ohhh, harder, harder!" Stephanie gasped.
Gerald started to blow in her ear, and Cathy watched as Stephanie shivered. Her hips moved up and down furiously. Cathy could hear the wet sucking noises as Gerald's cock lunged in and out of Stephanie's cunt.
Gerald was now humping Stephanie like an animal in heat. He pumped harder and faster. Stephanie followed suit, her arching hips meeting his downward thrust until her hips were a blur of motion. She was like a bitch in heat, and she acted as if she had gone insane on Gerald's cock.
"Oh, fuck me, Gerald, baby, fuck mee!" Her words trailed off into a high-pitched scream. Cathy shivered again and her fingers gripped at the cotton-covered bulge in Troy's pants.
She had a wild desire to suck him off, but she wasn't sure if that went under the heading of getting fucked. She decided maybe it didn't. She would have liked to have Jimmy there, to decide one way or other, but knowing her brother, she knew he would be furious because she was alone in Stephanie's house with Gerald and this notorious boy, Troy.
Gerald was grunting furiously now, and Cathy was pretty sure he was shooting his hot wads of scum deep into Stephanie's twat. Then she saw Gerald's sweating body collapse on top of Stephanie's. The two of them were silent, except for their labored breathing.
Finally, Stephanie looked over at Cathy.
"Aren't you convinced yet?" she asked.
"About what?"
"About sex!"
"Oh, it has to be the greatest thing in the world! But I promised!"
Cathy's rosebud mouth got very firm when she said this. She did mean every word she said.
She was sorry she had accepted Stephanie's invitation. She felt slightly betrayed by her friend.
She realized what a quandary she was in. Before Stephanie's phone call, she had felt betrayed because Stephanie hadn't done anything for her.
Now Stephanie had got her a marvelous date, and Cathy still felt betrayed. Stephanie hadn't advised her.
Not only that, the condition of the date was that she get fucked. And she felt more and more like a hypocrite because she wasn't a virgin, and she was getting her nookie regularly.
"Hey, look!" Gerald said, pointing down at his cock. It was still erect. "Now what do I do with that?"
Troy laughed. "You fuck her again, man, that's what you do."
"You're willing to give up your turn?"
"I'm doing fine, man. Carry on," Troy said. He turned to Cathy whose hand was still resting on his prick.
"You want to touch it bare?"
Cathy nodded her head. Her hand was aching as badly as her cunt. Troy arched up and pulled his jockey shorts down.
Cathy gasped. His cock was bigger than her brother's and bigger than her father's, even.
There was a drop of pre-come on the handsome, well-shaped head of the cock.
She reached out the tip of one finger, and rubbed the opaque drop of gism around. Troy winced, and she saw the cock lurch at her soft touch.
She put her finger to her lip to taste it.
"It tastes good."
Troy laughed slyly. "I can give you a lot more of that, if you want it," he said.
There was something ineffably sexy about the boy, even if he were scary. Cathy looked at him and licked her lips.
"Well, eating your cock isn't the same as getting fucked, is it?" she said.
"You mean you would?"
"What?"
"Eat my cock?"
"Oh," Cathy said softly grabbing his massive peter at the hairy base,
"I sure would love to. It's such a pretty cock."
"Damn! I think I've hit pay dirt!"
"Yecch!" Stephanie said, now impaled again on Gerald's cock. "I wouldn't take that nasty old thing in my mouth for anything!"
"Oh, I'd do it for nothing. I don't think it's nasty at all. Even if he doesn't take me to the prom."
Cathy looked earnestly up into Troy's face. "Listen," she said, "tell me the truth. Do you think if I tasted your cock it would be the same as getting fucked? Because that's what I promised my mother I wouldn't do."
"It sure isn't!"
"But you could be saying that because you want me to eat you," Cathy said, seriously debating the issue.
"I want to feel that sweet little mouth on my cock. But I promise you, fucking ain't the same as sucking!"
Cathy giggled. Of course it wasn't. She sighed, and leaned over his lap. She opened her soft mouth, and plopped his cock head into her mouth.
Stephanie's moans reached her ears and incited her to further sexual riot. She teased his piss slit with her tongue, and smacked her lips again.
His come tasted different from Jimmy's. Troy looked down at her through half closed eyes, which made him look even sexier.
She was very happy that she had her brother. She didn't think she could get through the night after this without his big fat cock planted in her cunt.
She opened her mouth, and closed it again around his cock head. She heard Troy moan. She was totally unconscious of the rutting couple of the floor now, as she bobbed up and down. She meant to take all of his massive mauler into her mouth if she could.
She gagged when she bobbed forward and she felt his cock head slamming against her throat.
"Easy, easy!" Troy laughed, pushing her head back a little. "If you take it easy, you'll get more of it. You can't get it all, anyway. No one can. It's too big."
Cathy loved nothing better than a challenge. She closed her eyes, and started to bob forward again, this time a little more carefully. When his cock head again bobbed against the entrance to her throat, she started to swallow. She took a deep breath, and then pushed a little bit forward. His cock head slipped into her throat.
She felt it stretching her throat, and she started to swallow furiously. She heard Troy groan, and felt his hips starting to pump his cock into her in short, shallow motions.
Cathy wasn't satisfied.
She wasn't going to rest until she got all of his massive phallus planted deep in her sweet mouth.
She took a deep breath and plunged forward.
"Ahhh!" Troy gasped.
Cathy's mouth and nose were buried deeply in Troy's hairy pubes!