Pam slipped out of her second-hour class and headed for the front door of the high school.
She saw Betsy Meeker and Linda Walker standing in the corridor talking to one of the star football players. He was towering above the girls, and grinning at something one of them had just said.
Pam's heart literally sang with relief that she felt no biting jealousy today toward the two whoring young bitches. Why should she feel envy toward them, she thought, when she had Bo Pauley waiting for her?
And today was the day!
She was deliberately leaving school early in order to meet Bo, and she had made him promise that nobody would be at home but him. After all, she didn't want that pesky little sister of his around for her initiation into the art of fucking!
Pam found herself too impatient to wait for the city bus, so she walked the block necessary to catch a taxi. She told the driver to let her off at a corner well away from where her house and the old Howard house sat side by side.
Pam knew that above all she didn't want her mom to see her sneaking in the back door of the Pauley's!
She paid the taxi driver and skipped down the back alley with her school books clutched close against her already swelling young breasts, and by the time she reached the back door of Bo's house her heart was beating as rapidly as a snare drum.
She tapped on the door, and in seconds Bo opened it.
He was dressed in a pair of oil-stained coveralls, and he had a service station cap pushed high back over his thick, rather tangled hair.
He grinned at her as she darted inside so that he could lock the door behind her.
"Boy, you sure made it in record time," he breathed. "I just got here myself."
"Did your father want to know why you wanted off from work at the station?" Pam asked breathlessly.
Bo shrugged. "Hell, who asked him? I take off whenever I feel like getting a little pussy."
He grinned again at the shock value of the crude word, then turned to Pam and put both of his strong hands on her hips. "Man, I've been thinking about fucking you ever since last night. I think I was even thinking about it while I was balling my sis. Honey, you don't know how you turned me on, playing with my balls. I've never had a girl do such wild stuff to me, so you don't have to say you like my body."
Pam blushed, remembering how easy it had been in the half darkness of the old pick-up to play with Bo's nuts and do those lascivious things to him with her tongue. But now, in broad open daylight, she felt much more modest.
"You wanta have a beer first?" Bo drawled, reaching one of his hands down lower on the curve of her buttocks and patting her.
"No, thanks…"
He smiled. "Don't touch the stuff, eh? You might try it some time. Nothing is more fun than getting a few beers in you and then getting down to some old-fashioned screwing. Mind if I have one?"
"N-no."
She trailed him to the kitchen and watched him pop open a can of beer and take a swig. Then he wiped the back of his hand across his mouth and motioned with the can for her to follow him.
This time they didn't go to the spare room where the lumpy mattress was. Instead, they went upstairs to his own room.
In the couple of days which had gone by since she last saw his room, Bo had done some interesting things to it. He had pin-ups of naked females all over the walls. Most of them were from respectable magazines like Playboy, but a few of them were much more explicit. The good ones he had right over his bed, color photographs of women with their legs boldly spread apart so that their open cunts looked wet and inviting.
"What does your father say about having pictures like that all over your walls?" Pam asked uncertainly.
Bo smiled and took another swig of the beer. "Hell, paw don't care. He comes in and looks 'em over all the time to see if I've got any new ones."
Pam couldn't imagine her own father being interested in looking at filthy pictures, despite the way he had stared at Mae Pauley.
"Your father likes – uh…"
"Sex? What do you think, Pam. He's still a young guy."
The statement made her wonder just what Bo's father did for sexual fulfillment, but she didn't dare ask.
"Hey, horse out of your clothes," Bo breathed, putting down his can of beer and unsnapping the top buttons of his coveralls. "I can't really be gone from the station forever, but damned sure long enough for us to have our fun."
Pam felt herself trembling all over as she slowly crawled out of her things. A flutter of fear went through her as the moment of truth approached, and once or twice she thought of simply calling the whole thing off!
"Hurry up," Bo said casually.
He was down to his shorts now, and Pam could see the big, slightly curled lump bunched at his crotch. It looked even larger than she had remembered, and it wasn't even hard.
Bo was built like a younger version of his dad, with wide, powerful shoulders and muscled arms. He had very little hair on his chest, and his flat male nipples were an amber color. He did have a line of hair starting just below his navel and turning darker and thicker at the top of his shorts, and his legs were bristly with short, black hairs.
He stood by the bed, taking longer and deeper swigs of the beer as he waited for her to get her final undergarments off.
And when she raked her panties over her ankles, he looked over and grinned at her.
"Wow, you've got a cute body, Pam. I'll bet those high school punks have their damned tongues angling out of their mouths when you walk by."
She felt the tips of her budding breasts begin to firm at his words, and a spicy, tickling feeling crept slowly but surely into the core of her virginal pussy.
"You will be, uh, careful with me, Bo?" she asked meekly.
His grin grew even slacker, and his handsome, lecherous young face seemed to flush a bit.
"Hey, honey, you know I wouldn't hurt you. I'm gonna teach you how to fuck – not rape you."
She felt another wild fullness making her tits press out into the bra cups as she unhooked the snap at her back.
The bra jerked forward a bit as the pressure was released, and Bo helped her pull the garment free.
He whistled low under his breath at the sight of her perky, still-growing young boobs, and he touched the left nipple with just the tip of his index finger.
He moved the spongy little pap back and forth, thrilling Pam and making the dark nipple swell and extend out from the pink aureole.
"I'll bet you've never had those goodies sucked on," he whispered hungrily.
She didn't answer. She couldn't make her tongue work in her suddenly dry throat!
Without asking her if he could, Bo bent his face down to one of her tasty little tits and sucked the peak of it into his mouth. His tongue wormed warmly, wetly in circles as the cone of her quickly aroused breast throbbed and pointed upward.
He moved to her other tit and sucked it, leaving both of her pubescent globes gleaming with his lusty spit. And at the same time he slipped one of his hands down between her legs and gently rubbed the mossy, pouting lips of her cunt.
"Oh, Bo," she purred softly.
He continued sucking and rubbing for a few seconds, then pulled his lubricious mouth away from one quivering nipple.
"Lemme eat you awhile, Pam. It's better to get your pussy heated up for a big prick like mine."
His words stunned her, but she couldn't have resisted if the roof had suddenly fallen in!
"O-on the bed?" she asked breathily.
"Naw, you sit in the chair over there and hook your legs up over the sides. It's better eating for both of us that way."
He gave her trim, naked buttocks a little spank with the palm of his hand as she hurried over to the big chair in the corner. She got into the position he had requested, and it forced her thighs wide open, pulling the folds of her moist cunt almost an inch apart.
He came to her, his cock still sheathed in his jockey shorts, but larger now. He knelt at the front of the chair and cupped his hands just under her butt.
"Scoot out a little more," he breathed huskily. "Stick your pussy out over the edge of the chair."
Again she did as she was told, and even the separate hairs fringing her girlish slit tingled with excitement.
"That's real nice," he whispered, staring directly into the soft gash of her teenaged quim.
Then, as she watched him from above, he lowered his mouth to within a half-inch of her snatch and slowly rolled his tongue out to lick just the surface.
The touch of his strong tongue against the meaty, soft lips of her pliant cunt sent a million reverberating thrills through her loins!
"Uuummmmmmmmm," she crooned.
He licked her a few more times, gently at first, and then with a more demanding kind of pressure. He moved the sticky crease of her tender pussy wider open by the force of his tongue until he was worming it halfway into her hole. On each inward push, he licked to the left and right, making the inner lips of her heating twat throb with pleasure!
She felt her whole cunt spreading like warm jello as the lustful tongue demanded more and more of it. He thrust his face deeper between her thighs, and she quivered as she felt his chin touch against the lower part of her sex.
The sudden, sharp joy of having her pussy sucked made her legs flop almost off the arms of the chair. But he quickly brought both of his hands up and held her in position, forcing her to stay spread open for him as he slowly and hungrily ate her maidenly hole.
The pleasure became so quickly intense that she began to moan softly, and the nipples of her recently sucked tits grew deliciously firm and pointing, almost top-heavy for the coned base that had to support them.
Bo was taking his sweet time with her, not really thrusting his tongue too deep or too fast. He seemed to want to give her all the long, drawn-out sweetness of a good tonguing before he went on to anything else.
But when the tip of his tongue rubbed over the spot high up in her cunt that she had learned to rub with her finger, she gave a little muffled squeal of joy.
He lifted his grinning lips from her pouting gash and glanced up at her.
"Like that?" he whispered hoarsely.
"Y-y-yes!"
"That's your clit, baby. It's like the head of my prick, and there's nothing more fun than to have a guy suck it for you. You wanta cum real good before I fuck you?"
She nodded, her brain blazing with passion and her eyes slitted greedily.
He ducked his carnal mouth back down between her legs and found her fanged clitoris with his tongue. This time he did more than just tease it. He began to gently roll it around between his lips, working his tongue roughly against it from all sides. He got his face pushed deeper into the trench of her thighs, so deep that the soft hairs covering her cunt made a little thin beard against his chin.
"God!" she hissed, her voice ragged with rapture.
His hands held her lustfully against the chair, and his tongue curled like a wet finger over and over around her tingling, throbbing clit.
"Uuunnnkk!" she gasped, "Ah! Ah-hah! Aaahhhhhhhh!!"
She was cumming – passionately and madly – and his lewd mouth was sucking the hotness right out of her thighs!
As she felt the first tremulous spasms hammering up from her womb, he did something to her that tripled her joy. He brought one of his hands down off her leg and touched his rigid index finger gently up into the tiny, brown bud of her asshole.
As if she had been prodded by an electric rod. Pam jerked violently and achieved the deepest orgasm of her young life!
Her pussy seemed to explode against his worming tongue, and a hot trickle of her wanton juices dribbled quickly down over his chin.
He held his finger in place against her fluttering anus and continued to almost casually suck and lap her trembling cunt. To get every drop of her sluttish liquid, he turned his head to one side and slid his whole tongue deep into her shimmering slit, making her spasm yet again!
He kept his tongue burrowed to the root in the succulent warmth of her sleekly cushioned quim until her orgasm had run its delicious course, and then he slowly pulled away.
She was much too weak to move or speak. It was as if a warm blanket had been thrown over her whole body, and she was drifting in the air.
She still had her legs hooked whorishly over the arms of the chair when he stood up, but through her pleasure-glazed eyes she could see how the front of his shorts were tented out with the abnormally stiffened erection of his prick.
He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, then smelled his hand as he grinned.
"That was really good stuff," he breathed. "And now I'm gonna fuck you, honey. You don't know what good cummin' is until you've been forced to juice off by a hard peter."
He pulled her up by her arms, and she came to a standing position like a rag doll!
He helped her over to the bed and made her lie down lengthways. Then he ripped off his shorts and stood looking down at her as he slowly stroked his sturdy cock with one hand.
His hard-on was one of the best he'd ever had, over six stiff inches of horny meat throbbing to get into her soft gap!
He crawled on the bed with her, positioning himself above her supple young body on his hands and knees. His lustfully aroused cock rode out from between his legs like a lead pipe.
"C'mon, Pam," he husked, softly, "see if you can get your legs up around my waist!"
Weak as she was, she managed to lift both of her trembling feet and hook them brazenly around the strong young body hovering above her. And almost before she was finished, she felt the blunt head of his stimulated tool nudging eagerly between the sappy folds of her lubricated cunt.
Her pussy sucked in the glans of his stout prick with no trouble, but when he began to inch the powerfully gorged column deeper into her humid hole, she felt the quick, sharp pain of being fucked for the first time.
"N-no," she gasped, meekly. "Please, Bo, it hurts!"
"Not for long, doll! Take more of me!"
"No! NO!!"
But the horny stud trying to screw her untouched slit was beyond taking anything but YES for an answer!
He held her down by the shoulders as he forced his brutally extended cock further and further into her tight, twitching pussy.
She could feel the precious agony of having a cockhead force the mossy walls of her hot cunt apart, and as if by instinct she made her vaginal muscles constrict to stop him. But the very constriction made her whole vagina pulse with pleasure! The grainy, lickerish channel of her sex seemed to both reject and suck in his lecherous rod!
"Take it, baby!" he hissed softly. "Yeah, take my big pack right to my fuckin' balls!"
Despite her furry moans of protest, he thrust his naked buttocks once or twice and drove his hellish young prod up to the hairs in her gulping twat.
He stopped only when his balls were pressed snugly against the very rim of her stretched pussy, and his thick pubic hairs were mingled with her softer cunt fuzz.
To Pam's happy amazement, the pain had been transformed into the most delicious kind of joy.
Her whole cunt vibrated with the pleasure of having such a brawny cock pushed almost against her womb!
"Bo," she purred kittenishly, the corners of her mouth turning up in a little pink valentine of happiness. "Oh, Boooooo!"
"Let's fuck, you cute little bitch," he whispered down at her, his flushed face framed by his thick, tangled hair. "I've been wanting to get my prick into your beautiful little cunt since the first minute I saw you!"
Her pussy contracted greedily as he whispered the lewd invitation, and the lips of her gorged slit closed like warm pincers around the strong base of his bestial young prick.
Without another word, he began to gently pump his buttocks up and down. Her pussy was so tight that his large cock barely moved in its sheathed pleasure, but bit by bit her sappy hole relaxed enough so that he was soon massaging her cunt with oily thrusts of his whole rod.
Pam closed her eyes and let her mouth fall slackly open. The drumming, erotic rapture of feeling Bo's oversized cock pound in and out of her slavering snatch brought her to the brim of another delectable orgasm. She held off as long as she could, but when the winnowing, prickling spasms of completed lust overtook her, she didn't resist!
"F-f-fuck me!" she whispered, her voice deep and hot. "Oh, God, please fuck me!!"
His animal young body rose and fell above her with the monotonous regularity of a robot, and with each stroke he was forcing her pussy to suck the whole length of his strongly stiffened meat.
With an upthrusting of her own buttocks, Pam spasmed hard against his promiscuous prick, flooding the battering head with a warm balm of juices.
He didn't pause even when her cunt throbbed and bloated out, spilling salty fluids down over his balls. He simply kept fucking her as if nothing at all had happened.
Then it happened again.
Her frisky, inexperienced young pussy absorbed his hard-on right to her smoking womb, and she climaxed all over again!
Pam soon lost count of the times he had made her cum.
All she could feel now was the numbing, spreading joy of his big cock sluicing in and out of her pouting twat, and the nice way his large balls slapped against her buttocks with wet, obscene noises.
Her final orgasm was the one which triggered his own lusty balls to shoot. Her vaginal muscles contracted like a hot vice around the hard pole of flesh, and literally squeezed his sperm up from his testicles!
"S-s-shit!" he growled, opening his mouth and letting his tongue wag wetly out to one side as his balls tensed, then exploded. "Shit, it feels good!"
His horny tool stiffened like stone in her hot pussy, and then she felt a torrent of spunk shoot like rockets high up into her womb.
She thought he would never stop cumming, and with each violent lunge of his draining prick the pleasured depths of her well fucked cunt responded by tightening even harder around his spurting cock.
When he was finally finished, and his grossly swollen young peter was pulled with a slurping sound from between the pink, wet, pooching lips of her pussy, Pam had never felt so satisfied in her life.
Even as the boy lay on his back, his penis jerking wetly over into a relaxed condition against his leg, she was curling up against him again, her lips warm against his ear.
"Fuck me again, Bo," she pleaded softly.
He lay there, listening to her beg to be screwed again while his peter got softer and softer.
Finally, he pulled her flushed buttocks against his body with both hands and grinned into her hopeful face.
"I know somebody who'd love to fuck you, Pam, somebody who can go as many times as your damned little cunt can take it."
"W-who?" she breathed, hotly.
She had never seen such a wicked twinkle in a boy's eyes before as Bo placed his lips against her small pink ear and whispered the forbidden word.
"My pa!"