Melinda Madison – more commonly known as Mindy – was the oldest of the girls, and was growing up to look just like her mother.
Her breasts were large and her hair was long and black. Her eyes were large and had the same playful twinkle in them.
Melinda had a reputation with the boys of Rushdale as a good sport. She had not been a virgin in some time.
Melinda always thought that the stuff she heard about staying chaste until she found Mr. Right was pure bullshit.
She knew that her desires were just as strong as the guys, and she saw no reason why everyone couldn't have a good time.
In order to tease boys, she would have to tease herself as well, and that always seemed stupid to Mindy.
She was seeing a number of guys that spring, but her favorite date was a boy named MacIntyre Symms.
She was out with MacIntyre that night and she knew that she was going to get some steamy sex in before the evening was through.
MacIntyre was the quarterback on the Rushdale High School football team and the pitcher on the baseball team.
Along with being the school's sports hero, Mindy thought that he was the handsomest boy in the whole town.
She had taken some teasing about moving to Caledonia, since the two schools had always been bitter rivals.
MacIntyre had picked up Mindy in his green Pinto hatchback earlier, and they had gone straight to the local lover's lane to park.
The spot was called – appropriately enough – Sex Hill.
The hill was so high that one could see the lights from Rochester on the horizon to the north.
MacIntyre was tall, blonde and had deep blue eyes that made Mindy's insides feel as if they were turning to ginger-ale.
"It's warm night," MacIntyre said.
"Do you have a blanket?"
"Uh huh."
"Good, let's fuck outside under the stars."
MacIntyre loved the idea and got out of the car.
The AM radio was blasting out rock and roll music.
MacIntyre and Melinda had been out a number of times before so he wasn't worried about whether or not he would score.
Melinda wanted all the guys to know that she was "easy."
She had heard that boys didn't like to go out with girls who got around, but her experience had shown the exact opposite to be true.
Ever since she had started being an active sexual animal she had found that her popularity had increased a lot.
She knew that MacIntyre Symms – for example – never went out with a girl unless he was sure of getting his rocks off.
Melinda was smart enough to know that teenage boys were a horny lot and they quickly wearied of prick teases who gave them blue balls and made them walk home with a limp.
MacIntyre went to the back of his car and pulled out a blanket so he could spread it out in the grass next to the car on the plateau atop Sex Hill.
Melinda thought that the spring when it was starting to get warm was the best time to fuck beneath the stars.
She knew that once the summer came and the nights got hot, the bugs would make it uncomfortable to be outside.
"Why don't you take off your clothes," MacIntyre said. "I'm dying to see those fabulous tits of yours."
Melinda could feel a blush of pride make her face turn hot as the blonde jock complimented her large firm breasts.
"I'll get naked if you will," Melinda said, tilting her head a little to one side, almond-shaped dark brown eyes twinkling with her naughty urges.
She cocked her hips to one side, feeling her nipples pressing against the front of her blouse.
She never wore a bra, her tits lifting a separating more than adequately on their own, so one could always tell when her silver-dollar sized nipples were growing into erections from her hominess.
Like her mother's, Melinda's nipples pointed slightly upward, and grew to twice their normal size when she was feeling sexually excited.
"It's a deal," MacIntyre said.
She untucked her blouse and began to unbutton from the top.
MacIntyre licked his lips with the tip of his tongue to moisten them as he waited to see those fantastic tits in the blue moonlight.
Melinda could feel an ache growing in her pussy and she had a great desire to touch herself between the legs.
She finished unbuttoning her blouse and pulled it open so the handsome blonde teenage boy could see them.
They both thought that it was a perfect night for fucking.
Sex Hill was a very beautiful place – perfect for passion.
On this night there wasn't a cloud in the sky.
The moon was full and shone bright upon the young lovers.
MacIntyre could already feel his balls swelling and aching as if filled with impatient insects.
His scrotal sack felt filled to the brim with come.
"I feel like I've got a hair-trigger tonight," MacIntyre said.
He pulled his Tee-shirt up over his head and threw it onto the hood of the green Pinto hatchback.
"Why don't I give you a blow job first so you will be able to keep it up longer when you fuck me," Melinda suggested.
MacIntyre thought that he was going to cream right in his jeans when he heard the little black haired girl say those words.
He wondered why all of the girls in the world couldn't understand boys as well as Melinda. Girls like her were sadly few and far between. She loved to give pleasure as much as she loved to receive it.
Melinda didn't believe in playing cat and mouse games with her body like most of the teenage girls in Rushdale, and that was just fine with MacIntyre.
He knew that her attitude toward sex was a sign of maturity.
He was glad that he was with her that night. He couldn't think of any other girl he would have rather fucked.
"Sounds great!" MacIntyre exclaimed enthusiastically.
"I thought you would like that idea," Melinda said, reaching down to unbutton the top of her jeans as she kicked off her shoes.
Melinda's fingernails were long like her mother's, but she never wore polish on them – a matter of taste.
MacIntyre reached down to pull off his sneakers.
His cock was fully engorged inside the crotch of his pants.
He shivered as he thought of the girl putting her hot mouth on his prick.
Melinda did not feel like a martyr or anything like that when she sucked a guy's cock until he came.
She liked to suck dick. She liked the way a prick felt on her mouth, and had even learned to take a prick in her throat.
She always swallowed a guy's come rather than spit it out, not only because she knew it felt better for the guy but because she simply loved the flavor of a guy's fuck cream as it pumped down her gullet toward her belly.
Melinda could feel her pussy swelling and getting wet.
She knew that her pussy would be more than ready for his prick when it came time for her to violate her fuck hole. She could feel her clitoris swelling and pushing out from under its pink fleshy sheath, quivering at the tip of her slit.
She pulled off her pants and stood on the blanket, clutching at the cloth with her wiggling toes.
The boy pulled off his own pants and his cock came springing out from his loins, sticking way out in front of him at attention.
"Your cock looks delicious," Melinda said sweetly.
She puckered her lips and drew in cool air – producing a low whistling noise of feminine appreciation.
"Taste it," MacIntyre said, moving to the blanket.
He was a foot taller than her making her look even tinier.
Melinda dropped to her knees in front of him so that her face was at crotch. level.
The entire length of his healthy young cock was bobbing up and down and he put his hands on his hips.
He moved his feet a little. more than shoulder width apart on the blanket and bent at the knees so he was standing with his hips out in front of the rest of his body, throwing back his shoulders, tilting his chin upward and arching his back sharply. The little girl placed her fingertips on the base of his scrotal sack and lifted his heavy balls.
He moaned and shuddered at the intimate contact as the little girl began to kiss lightly at the insides of his muscular thighs.
Melinda's hands were tiny so that she could not clutch his entire scrotum at the same time no matter how far apart she spread her fingers.
She started down by his knees and kissed her way upward, getting ever closer to his swollen testicles.
She parted her full sensuous lips and allowed the tip of her tongue to protrude so she could lick the wrinkled sack.
MacIntyre's pubic hair was just as light as the hair on his head, which made the darkness of his engorged prick more apparent.
She placed the tip of her tongue on the wrinkled sack and began to flick it back and forth rapidly.
She made her tiny licks as gentle as she could, knowing that his hypersensitivity was greatly amplifying the sensations she caused.
The muscles in his thick thighs tensed and he bent a little more at the knees as she lapped happily at his balls.
She got her tongue under the sack so she could lick at the patch of skin between his balls and his asshole.
"Oh yeah, baby. Feels so good," MacIntyre said, closing his eyes and throwing back his head so that he was facing the cloudless night sky.
She switched to the flat part of her tongue and licked at the dangling wrinkled sack until it was wet and shiny from her spilled spittle.
She bobbed his balls up and down on her fingertips with her palm turned upward toward the full moon.
She looked as if she were trying to determine how much his glands of manhood weighed as she did this.
Melinda could see that there were little short and curly blonde hairs growing directly out of the sack.
She got one of those hairs between the thumb and forefinger on her right hand and gave it a gentle tug.
"Suck my balls, Mindy, God, it's not going to take much to make me come. I swear!" MacIntyre screamed.
She opened her mouth far.
She relaxed her lips and made her mouth cottony.
She knew she would have to be careful while sucking his balls.
She knew how easily she could hurt the boy if she sucked too hard.
She got his right testicle between her lips and sucked slowly and steadily, drawing in her cheeks.
She kept her tongue busy and flicked the tip across the nut even as she sucked on it, and the boy let out several deep moans of pleasure.
She repeated the process with the other ball and she could tell by the way he was breathing and fussing that he needed some attention on his prick.
The little teenage black haired girl could feel her cunt juice spilling out of her twat as she placed her fingertips on the underside of his cock and pushed it upward until the tip was pinned against his belly several inches above his navel.
There were veins running thick and blue along the underside of his rod, all the way from the base to the glans.
She loved the way his cock throbbed against her fingertips as she massaged his cock up and down gingerly.
The little girl stopped sucking his nuts and placed her tongue tip at the base of his dong on the underside.
She flicked the tip back and forth – fast and light as before – and straightened her back as her mouth worked upward toward the purple tip.
"God, you do this good. Where did you get that mouth?" MacIntyre said, his voice a little shaky from his passion.
She knew that MacIntyre's cock was a lot thicker than most guy's cocks, and she would have to open her mouth as far as she could get it in order to fit the purple head between her stretched lips.
She used the flat part of her tongue to lick his cock shaft as if it were an all-day sucker, and the boy was trembling furiously, begging for her throat with the little whimpering noises he was making.
She allowed his cock head to come away from his belly so she could roll her tongue lazily over it.
She could see in the blue moonlight that the piss hole at the tip of his prick was opening and closing like a tiny mouth.
Melinda used the very tip of her tongue, which the concentrated on keeping as pointy as possible, to playfully lick at the piss hole.
"SUCK ME!" MacIntyre called out.
He was desperate.
He was begging.
He needed to come so bad he could taste it.
He placed his hands on top of her head as she lowered his cock head to her hungry hot mouth.
Melinda concentrated on relaxing the muscles in her jaw.
She opened her mouth as far as she could, so that the corners of her lips were pulled taut.
She felt like she was saying, "AHHH!" while sitting in the dentist's chair.
She plunged forward with her head, moving her right hand to the base of his pole where she gripped his snugly.
She squeezed his cock rhythmically to simulate his natural throbbing.
The boy was making loud whimpering noises. He could tell that she would only have to suck him for a matter of seconds before he would blow his top.
She thrust forward with her head, feeling MacIntyre's strong fingers move to the base of her skull.
His cock was so thick that her fingers barely made it all the way around.
She moved her left hand to his wet balls and clutched him there securely.
She wrapped her lips around the ring of scar tissue at the tip of his cock and began to suck noisily.
She was going to suck his come right out of his balls as her smooth dark cheeks hollowed from the vacuum she created inside her oral cavity.
She used the tip of her tongue to lick at the tip as she concentrated on relaxing the muscles in her throat.
She wanted him to stick the entire length of his phallus into her mouth and thus deep into her throat.
She knew that it would end up being more like him fucking her face than her giving him a blow job.
But that was okay. Melinda had known for a long time that she was the kind of girl who liked to get fucked in all three of her sex holes.
Although Melinda did not know it, she was one of the few high school girls in the area who liked to get fucked in the asshole, a fact which did a great deal to help her popularity with the local boys.
Melinda offered variety as well as satisfaction to the boys she dated.
MacIntyre pressed forward with his hips, tensing the muscles in his ass cheeks, holding her firmly at the back of her head.
When Melinda first began offering her throat to boys it hurt like hell and made her gag and cry.
But she had learned to use her throat muscles to give pleasure, and had learned to force her own pain into the back of her mind so that she hardly noticed it.
The boy could feel the little girl's stretched open lips pushing toward the base of his large cock.
At the same time he was pressing the tip of his cock deeper into her throat where the muscles squeezed and tugged him.
She used her tongue to caress him as much as she could considering it was pressed against the bottom of her mouth by the girth of his rod.
The little girl took the whole prick inside her mouth and made a muffled grunting noise as MacIntyre began to fuck in and out.
Her eyes watered a little, but not enough for the tears to fall down onto her smooth dark cheeks.
She moved her knees back on the blanket so the could straighten her throat and make the face fuck more comfortable for both of them.
The boy eased his prick in and out about – five times when all of his muscles tensed and Melinda knew she was about to be fed a hot meal.
She jerked back with her head so that only the tip of his prick was inside her mouth at the point of orgasm.
She made a fist around the base of his prick and pumped up and down on the rod to enhance the intensity of his climax.
She continued to squeeze his balls and all of a sudden her mouth was filled with his steamy cream.
She puffed out her dark cheeks and began to swallow as hard as she could in a vain attempt to keep all of the juice inside her mouth.
But the initial blast of man come was enormous and she could feel the goo oozing from the corners of her mouth.
The thick white semen rolled down onto her chin to cool and some dripped off and fell onto the wrist that clutched his balls.
She loved the taste of come. It was refreshing. It was salty and fishy and a little bitter. It reminded her of the beach when the tide was out.
She could feel the thick fuck creaming rolling down her hot throat with the texture of raw egg whites.
She could feel a warm spot forming in the pit of her stomach where MacIntyre's come was gathering in a ball of contentment.