Ben was as excited as he could be about going to a public high school. The thought of having girls in his classes was wonderful, and he'd be able to hang around after school with the chicks and guys without having teachers around.
He didn't see how he could help but get laid.
His first day in public school consisted of him sizing up every chick in every one of his classes. There were a lot of nice ones, and before the day ended Ben had picked about a half-dozen possible candidates for his first fuck.
He knew a few of the kids from his neighborhood. After school he went with them to the soda shop where they hung out.
"Who've you got for math?" Chuck, an old friend who lived down the street, asked Ben.
"Math? I don't remember," he said. "But there's a chick in my class with the biggest tits I've ever seen."
"Sounds like Mary Ann," Steve said. "What color is her hair?"
"Blond, almost white," Ben said.
"Yeah, that's Mary Ann all right," Steve said.
"I'd love to get my hands on her tits," Ben said.
"Who wouldn't?" Chuck said. "But I wouldn't try it if I were you. She goes with a guy in college. A football player."
Ben was sorry to hear that. But there were so many other good-looking girls. At that moment, one of them passed the window of the soda shop.
"She's in one of my classes," Ben said, pointing to the girl. "She looks great. Nice ass."
"Forget it," Steve said. "She's protecting her virginity as though it were gold."
"Yeah, all the sharp chicks either have boy friends or they don't put out anyhow." Chuck said.
"You mean none of the girls in the school fuck?" Ben asked.
"Yeah, some of them," Steve said. "All you have to do is go steady with them for a couple of months. Then you might get fucked, if you're lucky."
"Gee, I thought with all the girls around it would easy to get laid," Ben said.
"Hah!" Steve laughed.
Ben was crushed. It seemed that public school was as bad as Oceanside School ever was.
Then Steve asked Ben why he came to public school. That gives him his first chance to tell the story of him and the headmaster's daughter. Ben embellished the story a bit. He said he fucked the daughter rather than merely getting a hand job.
Ben loved telling the tale. When he finished, all the guys had stiff pricks.
"Gee, too bad you got caught," Chuck said. "You really had it made."
"You probably won't get fucked again until you go back to that school," Steve said.
"Hey, what about old Bessy!" Pete asked.
"Oh, she's a woman who lives near here." Chuck said. "She's a whore. It costs ten bucks to fuck her."
"Yeah, but it's worth it," Steve said. "If you've got that much money."
"Sometimes she gives us a cut-rate," Pete said. "And I'll bet if we bring her a new customer she'll fuck us for less."
"Yeah, she might," Chuck said. "But I'm broke."
"Why don't we raise as much money as we can, and meet here after dinner," Pete suggested. "Then we can go see her."
All the boys agreed.
Ben knew he had at least ten dollars in his drawer at home, and he was more than willing to spend it to get fucked. But it was still disappointing to find that he had to rely on a whore when there were sexy, young chicks all over the place.
That evening at dinner, Ben's eyes followed his mother around as she served dinner. She kept asking him about school, and he would answer perfunctorily. Rut his mind was on the coming adventure. And watching his mother's tits bouncing in her blouse was making him eager for it.
"Any nice girls in your classes?" Peg asked.
"Yeah, lots," Ben said.
But when he didn't elaborate, Peg let the subject drop.
After dinner, Ben took off for the soda shop. He had ten dollars in his pocket, and another five in his sock just in case the other guys didn't come up with enough.
Now that it looked like he might actually get fucked, he didn't want anything to go wrong.
He met his fiends at the soda shop, and they were immediately on their way.
It didn't take long to get there. Ben thought it strange that a whore would live in a regular looking house. But when the woman opened the door, he knew they were in the right place.
"Hello, boys," Bessy said as she stood aside so they could enter.
Ben soon realized that this whore wasn't exactly the girl of his dreams. She was considerably older than his mother. Her body was big under the loose robe she wore.
But Ben's prick was stiff.
On the way they had counted out thirty dollars. They hoped the whore would fuck the four of them for that amount.
"Hi," Steve said to the whore. "This is our friend, Ben."
The whore said hello to Ben. Ben felt a twinge of lust go through him when he thought that this chick was to be his first fuck.
Ben was looking at the whore carefully. She had a pink face – slightly chubby. Her tits seemed mammoth. But then, everything about her was mammoth.
Still, she was a real woman with a real cunt, and Ben couldn't afford to be choosy.
"The thing is, though," Chuck explained. "We only have thirty bucks between us."
Bessy frowned. "You boys know my price."
"Aw come on, Bessy," Chuck said. "Be a sport. We're real horny."
Ben was trembling, as he watched the whore's face melt into a warm smile.
"Well, I guess I can't turn out a bunch of horny boys for the lack of ten bucks," she said. "Okay, I'll fuck you all for thirty."
Now that the deal was settled the boys followed Bessy into her living room. The television was on, and it looked like an ordinary living room.
"Who's first?" Bessy asked.
The boys looked at one another. Ben and Pete were the only ones who had kicked in ten bucks. The others had contributed less. They discussed the situation, and it was decided that Pete would go first. Then it would be Ben's turn. Steve had come up with seven of the thirty dollars, so he was next. And Chuck was last since he had only contributed three bucks.
Ben watched Pete disappear with Bessy. He was soft of glad he didn't have to go first, even though he was dying from eagerness to get fucked. He would have preferred to have a girl to himself, but since there didn't seem to be any possibility of that happening any time soon, he was glad for this chance.
As they waited their turn, the boys giggled and joked. Then sounds of feminine ecstasy came from the direction of the bedroom.
"She's a real actress," Chuck said.
"She's not acting," Steve said. "Just because she doesn't moan when you fuck her doesn't mean she's only pretending."
Now Ben began to worry that the whore wouldn't moan when he fucked her. Again he wished that he had a girl of his own whom he could fuck and take his time doing it.
"Ahhhhh!" Bessy's voice was howling. "Oh, it's good! It's so good!"
Acting or not, the sounds were making Ben's prick press against the front of his pants so hard he thought his jeans might rip. And he would be the next one to fuck her.
"Eeeeeaaaahhhh!"
"I hope there's something left for me," Chuck said.
"What do you expect for three bucks?" Steve asked, kidding him.
Ben remained silent. He was too excited to say anything. He wished that he hadn't told the guys that he fucked the headmaster's daughter. But now that he had said it, he had to act as though he was an experienced fucker and that this was just another fuck.
"Uh, uh, uh," Pete could be heard gasping.
"I think Pete's coming," Steve said. "He always makes a racket when he comes."
Now Ben knew it would only be a matter of minutes before he was sinking his prick into a genuine pussy. And he couldn't wait.
A few minutes later Pete came into the living room fastening his belt.
"She's all yours, Ben," Pete said.
"You look like you're about to face a firing squad," Chuck said to Ben. "Cheer up. You're only going to get fucked."
Ben tried to smile at the joke, but he was trembling. As he walked to the bedroom, he tried not to show his incredible lust and excitement. He could hardly believe there really was a woman waiting to fuck him.
But as soon as he got to Bessy's bedroom door, Ben knew that this was it.
In the dim light of the bedroom, he could see the whore's huge body lying naked on the bed. She was looking at him with a smile on her scarlet lips.
Ben entered the room timidly. His eyes played over the massive tits that rested on the whore's chest. Her nipples were enormous too. Her belly was like a low mountain, and her legs were thick. Her cunt showed clearly under a carpet of thick curls.
Ben stood staring. This woman didn't look much like his mother when he had seen her naked body, she would do. There was no way a horny kid like Ben could turn down this fat whore, just because she didn't look like Miss America.
"Well, are you just going to stand there staring?" Bessy asked kindly.
She began running the fingers of one hand through her pubic hair. She grabbed one huge tit with her other hand.
Ben's hands shook so violently that he could hardly undress. But he managed somehow. Standing naked in front of Bessy was exciting, and Ben was getting his nerve up to go to her.
"My, what a big, beautiful prick!" she said.
Walking to the bed, Ben felt his cock jerking in front of him. He slid onto the bed and grabbed one of Bessy's tits.
"What'll it be?" Bessy asked. "A blowjob? Or do you want to fuck me?"
Ben hadn't thought of getting sucked off by Bessy. But it did seem like a good idea. He's never had a blowjob. But getting a blowjob would leave him technically a virgin, and he did want to get his first fuck over with. So even though Bessy's mouth was probably at least as good as her old cunt, Ben told her that he wanted to fuck her.
"Good," she said. "It'll be a real treat to feel that huge schlong of yours in this old box."
She spread her legs. He reached between them and took her fat cunt in his hand.
He was about to send his middle finger up her cave when he realized that the wetness he felt there wasn't merely her juice. After all, Pete had gone first.
There seemed to be nothing else to do but get on with the fucking.
Arranging his body over Bessy's, Ben brought his throbbing cock to her crotch. He lunged, but missed the lips of her wet twat. Instead, his prick slipped up over her mound.
The next stab missed, too. By now, Ben was panting in frustrated passion. Having his prick sliding around in the tight curls that covered her cunt was getting him so excited he was afraid he was going to spill his load over her belly. He was dying to feel the grip of her pussy on his taut prick.
"Hey, take it easy," Bessy said. "Here, let me give you a hand."
Ben felt her reach into her crotch and grab his prick. Forcing himself to stop his wild lunges, he let her guide him into her cunt.
The sensation filled Ben with bliss. His prick had never experienced such a wonderful feeling. It was hot and amazingly soft in the whore's cunt. Ben's prick was being stroked and bathed in satin luxury.
But he had been too excited, and it had taken him too long to get his prick buried in Bessy's pussy. So by the time Ben was ready to begin pumping, his gism was already flowing. And by the time he had slid his cock back and forth a few times, his orgasm had run its course.
"Ohhhhhh," Bessy had begun moaning. "Ahhhh."
But then she stopped and looked up at the boy.
"Finished already?" she asked.
"Yeah, I guess," Ben said sheepishly.
He wanted to leave his prick in the depths of Bessy's cunt to enjoy the sensation of his prick reclining in that narrow channel. But she was already turning her body, dumping him off her.
Ben's prick popped out of her snatch and he rolled off the big body. It was all over. Ben hardly knew what had happened. He dressed as slowly as he could so the other guys wouldn't know that he had come so fast. He was relieved that none of the guys mentioned how soon he had finished when he got back into the living room.
Steve ran into the bedroom, almost knocking Ben down.
"Well, what did you think of her?" Pete asked.
"Not bad," Ben said as coolly as he could. "Not bad at all."
"Of course she's not a headmaster's daughter," Chuck chided.
Ben smiled and sat down. He wanted to bring back every second of his first fuck. But he couldn't even remember what it had felt like to have his prick in Bessy's snatch. It hadn't been in long enough to make much more of an impression on him.
But, at least he was no longer a virgin. He did have a long way to go, though, before he could consider himself a real stud.