She sat between Dan and Jenny in the front of the van, her eyes riveted to the movie on the drive-in screen. But her attention wasn't really there. She was keenly aware of both Dan's and his blonde sister's hips brushing hers. There was a funny air of uneasy excitement between the two of them that was contagious, making her young body hum.
Ann Wilkins, flaming red hair and a ripely curved body that was sensuously developed, an innocent virgin who religiously attended Sunday school and knew positively that masturbation would put pimples on her face and consign her to everlasting hell, was deeply thrilled. She was not only sitting with her best friend, Jenny, but with her sleek, handsome brother, who was very fussy when it came to girls.
Both brother and sister were gulping beer down rapidly, but Ann politely declined. Now Dan lit up a reefer, filling the van with pungent marijuana, and passed it across Ann to his sister. Jenny puffed deep, which startled Ann. She didn't know Jenny smoked grass.
She also didn't know that the sweet faced blonde had lost her cherry to her brother that afternoon in a violent rape. Or that she'd been so frantically turned on by him that she'd sucked and fucked him with furious passion.
And the naive redhead didn't have the vaguest hint that her best friend and her brother planned, with calculated cruelty, to turn her pure, wholesome life completely upside down with shattering effect in the next few hours.
Jenny held the reefer out to Ann. "Go ahead, honey. It'll get you stoned out of your gourd. Higher than the moan. Dig it, Ann."
Ann shook her head politely, with a sweet smile. "Gee, no thank you, Jenny. I just don't do that sort of thing."
"That sort of thing?" Jenny's lip curled. "Chrissake, Ann, get out of the middle ages, will you? Go ahead, honey, take one toke. Just one for Jenny and Dan."
"Ann, go ahead," Dan urged her softly, putting an arm around her shoulder. "Don't be square, baby. Come on…"
The pressure from the two of them was intense. The girl squirmed uneasily. It was bad, because her parents had warned her that dope fiends went straight down to hell on a roller coaster, without even a cold glance from the Almighty Lord. But she felt terrible saying no to the most popular kids in town. Just one little puff couldn't possibly send her to hell. Not all the way, anyway. She'd take just one teeny puff and pray feverishly for deliverance tonight at bedtime.
"Okay – I shouldn't but – well, okay."
She closed her eyes, screwed up her childish face and took a brief painful drag. She held it in for no more than two seconds and coughed it out violently. "There, honey, that wasn't so horrible, was it?"
Jenny crooned, squeezing her waist affectionately. "Just one more wee one, come on, sugar pussy."
Ann blinked her eyes. She meant sugar puss, of course, not that other awful word. She was suddenly soaring tremendously high, floating without effort. Gee, it was fun! Eagerly, she tried another drag, inhaling more and holding it in for three seconds. Again she coughed it out, with a high giggle.
"This shit is so good you'll be on the way to Mars in about five minutes," Dan chuckled, squeezing her plump hot high.
"Danny, why don't you, ah, get us some more popcorn?" Jenny told him. "Slow and easy, huh?"
"Yeah, sure, is." Just don't suck her juicy little cunt dry before I get back, he added silently. He took a couple cans of beer with him and got out of the van. They'd agreed that he'd be gone at least forty-five minutes, but he'd already decided fuck her, he'd be back in thirty. Dan ambled off to the snack bar, where he'd spotted some of his school buddies. Maybe, he thought with a wide grin, he'd invite them back for a gangbang. Just joking, of course, but…
In the van, Jenny snuggled close to Ann, rubbing her soft belly with her hand. The redhead was giggling steadily now, her simple mind swooping to incredible, dizzying heights under the potent grass. A girl had once told her the first time you smoked it, it was called cherry kicking. The idea that she'd just gotten her cherry kicked made her laugh hysterically.
"Like it, huh, Annie?" Jenny whispered. "Listen, honey, let's you and I crawl in back on the mattress and I'll tell you a fantastic secret. It'll blow your mind, Annie. Come on."
Ann loved gossip. The prospect of girlish fun – like a pajama party in the dark, she thought happily – made her scramble over to the mattress where she lay on her back, her hands muffling her snickers. "Secret," she giggled. "Tell me!"
The blonde lay beside her, stroking her hot belly through her thin dress. Jesus, her first sex with a girl and she was tremendously aroused, so curious and seething with passion she wanted to burrow her mouth beneath the redhead's dress and start sucking her yummy little cherry off with wild delight.
"Now listen," Jenny whispered in her ear, "I read this in a book today, see? It's weird but it's true, Annie. I found out that a girl can protect her virginity for as long as she wants to, from anyone and everyone! I mean, you can't even get raped if someone tries it. Just think, Annie, you can save it for your wedding night, no matter who tries or what happens!"
The redhead's mouth dropped open. Guarding her precious virginity was a major goal in her life. To approach that altar in holy white, to shine with radiant purity and sacred cleanliness for her future husband and proud parents was a prospect that filled her eyes with tears of bliss. She choked up.
"How?" she whispered, excited. "How?"
"Well, honey," Jenny murmured, nestling closer to her on the mattress, her fingers sliding down from her rounded belly to her warm crotch, but cautiously, "it's an ancient church ritual, see? Approved by the Vatican!"
"The Vatican!" Anti echoed, awed and thrilled. Jenny didn't know it, but she was pushing all the right buttons in perfect sequence. The church, the Vatican, sacred, holy, virginity – all words that lured the girl irresistibly on. "How, Jenny? HOW?"
"Well, it's called the Sacred Kiss of The Holy Virgins, see? If one virgin kisses another right smack on her virginity it means her cherry is shrouded in sacred protection until she marries. See, honey, if I kiss your virginity and then you kiss my virginity, we're both safe! Until that glorious wedding day, that thrilling moment of sacred union…"
"The Sacred Kiss of The Holy Virgins!" Ann repeated, feeling as if she were in church on Sunday. Golly, like being a nun! Slowly, her stoned mind began to absorb the meaning. "You mean," she whispered low, "if you kiss my… my.. vagina, it will protect me from boys until I marry?"
"Absolutely," Jenny assured her, licking her lips. "And of course you've got to protect me in the same way or it doesn't work. Isn't it wonderful, Annie? We can both save it for our holy wedding day!"
Jesus Christ, thought the blonde, the simple gorgeous little shit was eating it up like cotton candy. Her innocent face was bathed in a glow of virtue, of grass induced holiness.
"It sounds so weird," Ann finally breathed.
"An ancient church ritual," Jenny said impatiently. "We've got to do it right away too, Annie. I feel the Devil's temptation coming on, with all these good looking guys at the drive-in tonight. Come on, honey, take your panties off and roll up your dress."
"But what if Danny comes back?"
"He won't – He told me earlier he was going to meet this girlfriend of his at the drive-in and be gone for an hour or two. Here, let me help you off with your panties, Annie."
Dutifully, the stoned girl lifted her ass off the mattress while Jenny hunched between her spread thighs. Jenny rolled her panties down her legs and tossed them aside. She hoisted back Ann's dress. The blonde's heart hammered against her ribs as she snuggled her mouth close to the redhead's steaming, fragrant slit. She clutched Ann's bare hot ass in her fingers. Goddamn, this was exciting! All the delicious guilt over forbidden wickedness coursed through her blood, fusing with her boiling lust.
"Why are you waiting?" Ann whispered, peering down at her in the semi-dark van. "Give me the Sacred Kiss of The Holy Virgins! Bless my virginity, hurry!"
Ann's innocent, deeply religious mind saw nothing wrong in the idea. After all, it was a church ritual, the Vatican approved of it, it was a sanctified blessing and it had no sexual overtones whatsoever in the girls mind. She'd never even fingerfucked herself and had no idea a Sacred Kiss could trigger the hottest thrills her tender flesh had ever known. She was even certain her Sunday School teacher would approve.
Jenny took a deep whiff of the redhead's juicy hot cherry, her lips tingling fiercely. "Oh Lord in Heaven," she murmured, "bless this delicious little cunt!"
And Jenny dug into the sweet pink flesh with a furiously eager tongue, lapping deep, scooping up the cherry honey with tremors of obscene passion, moaning ravenously.
"Ooooooooh!" Ann shrieked.
"Wh-wh whoooooooo! Oh eeeee! J-Jenny! Bless me mmmmmmmmmmf! Yes, bless me! Whooooooeeeeeeee mmm!"
A wave of shattering thrills erupted in her virgin slit, and Ann's whoops and shrieks would have roused the whole drive-in except that Dan had taken care to park his van far in the rear, and Jenny had turned the speaker way up before leaping in back. The innocent virgin's mind whirled with shock while her ripe young flesh responded with an intense passionate fury of its own.
"B-bless me more!" she wailed, crushing Jenny's mouth to her thrill shattered cunt feverishly. She dug her heels in Jenny's shoulders and thrashed her hips in great lustful spasms as the first orgasm of her life started to boil up in her loins. The Sacred Kiss was so heavenly it had to be holy.
Between her hot juicy thighs, Jenny had a roaring blaze of her own going, in her lips and tongue and throat. Wow, pussy was delicious. Ann's was terrifically exciting, squirming and violently sucking at her mouth, gushing cunt honey all over her face. The redhead's thighs were locked to her cheeks, almost suffocating her with hot eagerness. Now the blonde's own pussy began to throb urgently and ooze juice. She slipped her mouth away from Ann's steaming thighs and the schoolgirl began to sob desperately.
"Don't stop blessing me! Oh Jenny don't stop! I'm all hot and crazy! Please!"
"Oh, cool it," Jenny snapped, slipping her T-shirt off quickly. She struggled with her jeans, telling Ann to take her dress and bra off fast. In a daze of heat, the girl sat up on the mattress and did as she was told. She didn't know why it was necessary to be stark naked when the Sacred Kiss of The Holy Virgins was only anointed on her pussy, but she was hardly in a mood for debate. She was madly, deliriously aroused for the first time in her life and her first wild climax was on the verge of explosion.
Both of them naked now, Jenny positioned her silken body over Ann's in reverse, crouching her dripping cunt over the virgin's mouth, using her hands to cup the surrounding fringe of Ann's cherry and spread it wide so that the tiny pink pussy was fully exposed for her feast.
"Now you return the Sacred Kiss while I eat – kiss, I mean – your cherry, honey," she told Ann urgently. "And do whatever I do exactly. Just follow the leader, okay?"
She didn't wait for Ann's reply. Simultaneously she crushed her mouth to the girl's succulent cunt and slammed her own crotch down on Ann's soft mouth. The redhead planted a ginger, awkward kiss, holding her breath then and waiting for something holy to happen, like a choir of angels, hovering over the two of them and singing psalms.
After a few seconds when she didn't see a blessed vision or hear thrilling hymns, she began kissing Jenny's fiery slit with unashamed lust. Golly, it tasted sweet and exciting! She lashed her tongue deeper into the slippery, wriggling crack as her orgasm began to erupt in her virgin loins in an explosive release.
It took only a couple of minutes for Jenny to start coming too. Ann's burning mouth was frenzied on her cunt, sucking and stinging deliriously as her pussy jerked in fierce spasms to the blonde's lips. The two schoolgirls rocked and heaved with obscene muffled screams and moans as they climaxed at the same moment, their naked young bodies locked in depraved bliss. Even the van was rocking under their thrashing lust, as both teenagers dug deeper and more hungrily into each other's cunts, exploring feverishly.
Shuddering with lewd spasms, Jenny slid her tongue down into Ann's tiny succulent asshole and snaked it deep. She wriggled it around her fingers digging into the girls soft hot ass with wanton relish. The redhead screamed happily and remembering to follow the leader, her lips groped for the blonde's asshole and she mimicked the obscene thrill. Now her fanny would be protected by the Sacred Kiss too! Ann was so frantically aroused she wanted holy protection everywhere, on her fat tingling nipples and budding tits, on her mouth and belly and even the soles of her feet. She'd been taught that virtue and holiness had its rewards, but she never dreamed they were so fantastically thrilling. Her feverish mind was already composing a glorious essay for her Sunday School class, and wouldn't all the other virgins be grateful!
Ann was not naturally dumb, simply sheltered from the harsh realities of sex by her devoutly religious parents. Sex was a forbidden subject at home and it was darkly hinted that it was the Devil's invention. Her sanctimonious parents had never seen – and would refuse to believe – the cold statistics that proved an incredible number of ministers' daughters became hookers and nymphomaniacs and junkies and switch hitters. The virgin's father was a minister and he lived sternly by the Good Book, knowing the greatest sin in creation was fornication. If it felt that good it had to be bad.
The girls were still sixty-nining when Dan quietly slipped into the front of the van. He peered in back at the naked moaning figures and his hard-on leaped tremendously in his pants. They were so immersed in each other's boiling crotches they didn't even know he was there as he slipped his clothes off urgently.
Jesus, he'd have to hurry like hell. He'd told the guys not to show up for at least twenty minutes, but they were so tanked up on beer and grass they might come stampeding through here in ten, dammit.
A guy had to take care of his buddies, and nothing would take care of them better than a wild gangbang…