"Joey could take you," Betty said into the phone.
Joey heard his name mentioned. He wondered why his sister was talking about him.
"He is not," Betty said into the receiver. "He's not too short."
What could be going on? Joey wondered. His older sister rarely talked about him with her girl friends. Maybe this would be interesting.
"Just a minute, I'll ask him," Betty said. "Hey, Joey, you busy tonight?"
"No, why?" Joey said.
"He's not doing anything," Betty said into the phone, ignoring Joey again. "Really, it's better than not going."
Joey began to understand. His sister was talking one of her girl friends into going out with him. But why?
Betty put her hand over the receiver and turned to Joey.
"Jane doesn't have a date far the all-night show at the drive-in," she said to her brother. "Will you go with her?"
"Sure," Joey said as he pictured Jane's voluptuous tits in his horny mind.
"He says he will," Betty said into the phone. The all-night show at the drive-in was a big deal for a young kid like Joey. Usually, only the older kids went to that annual event.
"Thanks, Joey," his sister said when she hung up. "Since Jane broke up with Bill she can't get a date on such short notice."
Joey could see he was being used as a substitute. His sister and her friends were two years older than he. Still, he couldn't help hoping he might get a chance to neck with Jane.
Joey was a horny kid. He'd managed to get a few feels in his short sexual history. But never anything good enough to satisfy his tremendous need. So the idea of going out with one of his sister's friends excited him.
The rest of the afternoon seemed to drag on forever. By dinner-time, Joey was so excited he couldn't even eat.
"Joey's coming to the drive-in with us," Betty said to their parents.
"That's nice," their mother said. "But don't come home too late."
"Mom, it's the all-night horror show," Betty explained patiently.
"Well, you're not going to stay out all night," their mother said. "You be home by midnight."
"Mother," Jane said in exasperation, "we can't possibly be home by midnight."
"You can stay out until one," their father said. "And that's the final word."
Joey and Betty smiled at each other. They knew they could be an hour late. That would give them until two o'clock. And the all-night show didn't last much later than that, anyhow.
Just as they finished dessert, Chuck showed up. He was Betty's boy friend.
Betty and Joey got into Chuck's car. When Joey saw Jane sitting in the back seat, waiting for him, he almost creamed his pants.
"Hi. Jane," Joey said happily.
"Hi," Jane said rather listlessly.
Joey knew that Jane wasn't exactly thrilled to be stuck with her friend's younger brother. But Joey was still excited. It was a long evening, and he would have plenty of time to try to get something from this sexy chick.
As they rode to the drive-in, Betty passed cans of beer around. As he popped his can, Joey felt as though he had finally grown up. Now all he had to do was get fucked, and he would be a man.
Joey couldn't help taking sideways glances at the girl in the back seat with him. Jane was a pretty blonde with a nice set of jugs. Without a bra, her tits showed temptingly through her jersey. Joey noticed that her nipples would get hard, then soften only to get hard again.
She was wearing very short cut-off jeans. And the golden skin of her thighs was enough to make Joey's prick swell in his pants.
But Jane was sitting way over at the end of the seat. Joey wished she would move close to him, like his sister was sitting close to Chuck in the front seat.
The all-night horror show got underway with an old movie about a prehistoric monster attacking Tokyo. Joey had already seen the movie. And even if he hadn't, it would have been impossible to pay attention to it with a chick like Jane beside him.
In the front seat, Chuck and Betty were kissing noisily. Joey couldn't see what Chuck was doing with his hands but he could guess that they were on his sister's tits.
In the back seat, Jane was still sitting in the corner of the seat. If Joey didn't get at least a feel, be would be desperately disappointed. And he couldn't wait for Jane to make the first move. He had to.
Joey moved to the middle of the seat. Then he reached for Jane's hands. His heart was pounding. If she wouldn't move close to him he didn't know what he would do.
But Jane did move close. Joey could see that she wasn't too eager to neck with him, but that didn't bother him at all, he was a young squirt as far as Jane was concerned. But if he could only get his hands on her tits, he wouldn't care what she thought of him.
Joey put his arms around Jane's shoulders. She leaned toward him slightly but she wouldn't take her eyes from the movie, screen.
How was be going to kiss her if she wouldn't em turn herself toward him, Joey wondered.
Finally, Joey reached over to Jane's chin. With his fingertips he turned her face toward him. He kissed her soft mouth. She was a wonderful kisser – better than the younger girls Joey usually necked with!
But before Joey could get his tongue into Jane's mouth, she was watching the movie again.
He tried putting a hand on her thigh. That made him excited. The soft, smooth skin of her thigh made Joey think of how wonderful her tits would feel. But his hand didn't seem to have much effect on Jane!
Joey stuck his face into Jane's neck and kissed her under the ear. He'd heard that that was a good thing to do to get a chick hot. Joey didn't know if it was working or not. But Jane seemed to be leaning more heavily on him.
Maybe it was working, Joey decided. He stuck his tongue into Jane's ear. That made the girl squirm. And when Joey felt her body moving, he began to feel more confident.
He kissed her on the mouth again. This time, though, Jane let her lips open. And when Joey felt her wet mouth open, he slipped his tongue between her lips.
Their tongues met and began intertwining. Joey opened his eyes in horny astonishment. Jane was kissing him like he'd never been kissed before. Sure, he'd French kissed other girls. But not like this. This girl kissed as though she meant it.
The next thing Joey knew, one of Jane's slender hands was on his thigh. Even though her hand was six inches from his crotch, he could feel an electric current running right through his balls.
"M-m-m-m-m-m," Jane murmured in her throat.
That sound caused Joey's prick to twitch.
When they had been kissing for a while, and when Jane was huffing and puffing through her nose, Joey decided to reach for her tits.
That decision made his head spin. He thought about how nice her tits looked when he saw them holding out the front of her jersey. And he remembered how they quivered when the car hit a bump. If he could get his hands on those treasures he would be in heaven.
He began slowly moving his hand up Jane's side. Her ribs rippled under Joey's sweating palm. When his hand came to the bottom of one of her swollen tits, Joey gasped through his nose.
So far, Jane hadn't tried to stop him. But the next few seconds would be crucial.
Joey didn't know whether it would be better to grab her tit forcefully, as though he didn't expect to be stopped or whether he should go slowly and carefully. He couldn't decide. But his hand seemed to have a mind of its own.
His hand cupped one of Jane's tits. His fingers tightened on the firm flesh. His palm pressed against her erect nipple.
"Oh-h-h-h-h," Jane sighed.
Joey couldn't believe it. In his hand was such a gorgeous object it made him burn with passion. And the sound of Jane's sigh made holding her tit a hundred times more exciting.
Jane's tit was bigger than it looked! Joey couldn't even contain all of it in his hand. And it was very heavy, as he learned when he began moving it around on her chest.
As he played with her tit, Jane's fingers began digging into Joey's thigh.
The boy had never been so horny. And he had never had so much fun. From now on, he would stick with the older girls, he told himself.
Joey's hand went from one tit to the other. And rather than merely holding them, Joey was examining the nipples between his forefinger and thumb. He ran his hand all around her enormous globes, trying to memorize their beautiful shape.
As they continued kissing, and as Joey kept massaging Jane's tits, the girl seemed to be heating up. She was thrusting her chest out, pressing her tits even tighter into Joey's hand. And her hand had crept so far into his crotch he could feel it against his balls.
So Joey decided it was time to slip his hand in side Jane's jersey.
Feeling her tender skin as he slipped his hand up along her ribs again, Joey knew that holding her naked tits was going to be spectacular. But it wasn't until he actually wrapped his fingers around her warm mountain of tit flesh that he realized how wonderful it was.
What was it about tits that made him so wild with lust? Joey wondered. Sure, they were incredibly soft and pliant. They were warm and heavy. And their shape was perfect. But they seemed to have a magical effect on him. He was completely overwhelmed by them.
"Uh-h-h-h-h," Jane purred like a kitten.
None of the other girls Joey had felt up had purred like that. Jane was a really sexy chick. Just the sort of girl Joey had been praying for.
As wonderful as her tits were, though, Joey found that they didn't satisfy him. Instead, they made him even hungrier for her cunt.
But that was asking too much, he thought. The mysterious region of a girl's crotch had been in Joey's mind for a long time. In fact, he had stared at the cunts in a magazine he had at home so much he thought the ink was fading. But the thought of actually examining a real live pussy seemed too much for a little squirt like him to hope for.
But what better time would there be? When was he likely to get his hands on a sexy chick like Jane again?
So Joey gathered all the courage he could muster. Then he dropped his hand from Jane's tit. Out of her jersey and onto her thigh his hand moved.
He thrust his tongue deep into her mouth as though that would keep her mind off what his hand was about to do.
At first, he merely ran his fingers up and down the silken skin inside her thigh. But each time he neared her crotch, he let his fingers get a bit closer.
Finally, Joey let his hand rest on her thigh with his fingertips just inside the leg of her short cut-offs.
Joey could already feel the moist heat of Jane's cunt. After all, his fingertips were only an inch from her gash.
With his tongue writhing in Jane's mouth, Joey slipped his fingers farther into her pants. He felt the material of her panties. The sensation gave the boy a jolt of lust.
When he was sure Jane wasn't going to stop him he moved his fingers forward. Now his fingertips were pressing into the softness of her cunt. Under the nylon of her panties Joey felt the texture of bristling pussy hair pressed between the crotch of her panties and her plump cunt mound.
"Oh-h-h-h-h," Jane moaned softly.
Jane's moan made Joey's brain fry in the heat of passion. Joey's fingers were merely pressing against her cunt, through her panties, but it was the closet he'd ever come to a pussy. He wanted more – he had to have more!
Joey slipped his fingers into the elastic leg hole of Jane's panties. His fingers were immediately entangled in her cunt hair. And he felt how sweaty and damp it was in there.
Now that he had his fingers roaming over a real cunt, Joey began breathing fast and noisily.
Jane began wiggling her hips. At first Joey thought she was trying to pull her cunt away from his hand, and he felt panic creeping through him.
But she wasn't trying to get her cunt away from his exploring fingers, Joey realized. She was trying to make room for his fingers in her pants. Joey felt her cunt move back from the crotch of her cut-offs. Suddenly, he could reach the slit of her twat.
When Joey felt the soft lips of her cunt among Jane's pussy curls, he thought he had died and gone to heaven. How long had he waited for this moment?
With his fingers entering Jane's cunt, Joey could hardly sit still. He felt an urge in his body to lie on top of this chick and stick his prick up her twat. But he would never be that lucky, he thought.
The first thing Joey noticed about the slot his fingers were entering was how wet it was. Hot, slippery juice seemed to drool from that gash. And it allowed Joey's fingers to slide around among the tender ridges of flesh in there.
"M-m-m-m-m-m," Jane moaned again.
Joey found the entrance to her body – the hole he would slip his prick into if only he could. As he slipped his finger up that flowing cavern, Jane writhed in his embrace.
Suddenly, Joey's lust was multiplied by Jane's hand on his bulging crotch.
He had never felt a hand other than his own on his cock. So when Jane grabbed it, even though she was holding it through the heavy denim of his jeans, Joey thought he was going to come. In fact, he had to struggle to keep his hips from pumping.
As he slid his middle finger high up Jane's cunt, her fingers tightened on his shaft. Then she squeezed the head of his prick as it lay captured in his pants.
Jane's hips began to slide back and forth slightly. Joey's finger was being caressed by the velvety wall of her cunt tunnel.
Now Jane's hand was pressing down on Joey's cock. And she was sliding it back and forth the way someone might pet a dog.
Joey was going to come in his pants. He tried to think of a way to pull his prick out. If he could have Jane's hand around his cock the way he wrapped his own hand around it when he jerked off, it would be fabulous.
But could he do that in the back seat of Chuck's car?
Joey opened his eyes again and looked past Jane's face. He saw his sister peeking at him from the front seat. She was kissing Chuck's neck and watching Jane and him in the back.
Not only was it going to be impossible to pull out his cock but his sister was going to see him come in his pants.
Joey felt a mixture of pride and embarrassment as he saw his sister watching him. And even though he couldn't see her mouth, her eyes were smiling at him.
Now it was too late to do anything but enjoy his orgasm. It was going to be a great orgasm, so oven though he was going to mess up his pants, he was going to enjoy it.
But just before Joey's jism burst forth he was stunned by an explosion. An incredibly loud noise filled the car. And Joey felt the air around him compress his head.
He didn't know what had happened. But in his confusion he pulled his hand from Jane's cunt.
"What…?" Jane said, dazed.
"Oh, Chuck!" Betty gasped in the front seat.
"Someone threw a cherry bomb under the car!"
Chuck said excitedly. "I'll bet it was Phil or Carl." Throwing cherry bombs under cars was one of the favorite tricks the guys would pull during the all-night horror show. It was part of the fun of this special night. Joey had heard about these pranks, and he always wished he could take part. But now that he was a victim of these shenanigans, he wished it never happened.
As his fear evaporated, he felt his jism oozing from his prick. Now that Jane was no longer rubbing his prick his orgasm was more pain than pleasure. He put his arm over his crotch, and with his wrist he tried to give himself some stimulation. It helped, but not much.
Chuck and the girls were swiveling their heads around, trying to see who might have thrown that cherry bomb. But Joey was just watching to see that they didn't notice that he was coming.
The rest of the evening was terrible. Joey had a big wet stain on his crotch. So he had to sit with his arm over it so Jane wouldn't notice. And in that position he couldn't do much to her. Not that he still felt like necking. If he got anywhere again, he would be afraid of being blown up by another cherry bomb.
Still, sticking his finger up Jane's cunt had been a thrill. He wouldn't have missed it. But it hadn't solved his problem. Now that he knew how wonderful the interior of a cunt felt, he was even more eager to sink his prick into one.