One afternoon, a few days and several fucks after Bob had first slept with his mother, he was in the yard working on his jalopy when he heard the squeal of tires. Looking up he saw the black, blunt front of a car coming up the drive and heading right at him. Just as Bob leaped out of the way the car screeched to a stop. He recognized the front of that car immediately by the lack of a grille, bumper and identifying chrome insignia. It was Don's 57 Chevy.
Bob's panicked leap had caused loud laughter among the riders. As Bob walked over to the driver's window he began recognizing the guys in the car. Don was driving, Bill was in the back seat with a guy named Joe, and the person in the front with Don was unknown to Bob. He figured he owed this visit to Bill, his only friend who hung around with the older guys.
"Hi, Bobby, old boy! How's the machine coming?" Don asked.
"Pretty good," said Bob, and he went on to explain some technical problem he was having. He wanted to impress Don with his mechanical knowledge as much as to get his advice.
Bob had only talked to Don a few times in his life, and he was feeling pretty good about having this older guy, who had his own car, come to see him. Bob peered into the car and looked at Bill. He asked where Joanna was. All the guys snickered as Bill admitted that he hadn't seen her since she started going out with some other guy.
"We're going to look for some gash, Don said. "You want to come with?"
Bob had tried to get a lot of work done that day, but this invitation was too good to be turned down. He said he'd like to as cool as he could and walked around the front of the car. The guy riding shotgun leaned forward and pulled the seat forward. Although there was more room in the front for three riders, Bob couldn't expect to get the mast important seat when he hardly knew these guys, so be happily hopped in the back.
They were soon headed for the highway. Bob had trouble taking the smile from his face. He didn't get a chance to ride around with guys his age, or almost his age, very often, and it was really exciting Bill told him they were headed for the burger joint near the skating rink. Bob had been there a few times and knew that sharp-looking, chicks hung around there all the time.
When they got there Don slid into the parking lot with all four wheels throwing gravel. They all piled out and went up to the window where food was purchased. Bob tried to walk with the self-assured swagger that the older guys used. He started looking around and sizing up the chick situation.
While they waited for their hot dogs they lounged around the soft drink cooler. Don pointed to a car full of chicks and said, "See that bitch in the pink blouse? A buddy of mine says she loves to suck cock. Can't get enough of it"
Bob looked at the car full of girls. He'd seen some of them around school. They were the girls that always gave horny young guys like Bob a hard-on, but they were too old and worldly for an inexperienced kid without a car to hope to get anything from. Now that Bob was with these guys though, he couldn't see any reason why he shouldn't hope to get his prick up one of their juicy cunts.
With Their hands full of hot dogs and Cokes, the guys Walked back to the car and got in. Before they started eating though, Don drove over to the girls' car. He pulled up to it so closely that Bob flinched; be thought they were going to crash into them. Now that they were sitting alongside of the girls the guys started eating. Nothing was said, although all the guys and girls looked at each other a lot.
Bob was on the side near the girls and only a few feet away from the girl in the back seat of the other car. He looked at her heavily made-up face and felt his cock growing. He watched her lift her hot dog and put it between her lips. She bit the fat roll and dog off sharply.
"I like the way you do that," Bob said.
As he said those words he felt the atmosphere change. The girls all looked at him and the guys stopped munching. He lipped he hadn't spoken out of turn. Bob really didn't know the procedure for picking up chicks. Suddenly he wished he'd kept his mouth shut.
"Do what?" the girl demanded.
It was too late to stop now and Bob had to carry the ball.
"Eat," Bob said, and took a healthy bite of his own hot dog.
All the guys snickered and the girls smiled. Bob began to feel better, and braver.
"If I like what I'm eating I do it right," the girl added.
The ice was broken, and they all started exchanging double-entendres. They talked about people they knew in common and about cars. The girl in the driver's seat took offense when Don said she was probably driving her father's car. She said her car could blow his off the road. Naturally, Don challenged her to a race.
While a few of the slower eaters were still eating, the two cars pulled out of the driveway and headed for Windward Road,. a long, straight stretch of little-used road. Bob was in his glory. A drag race with a car full of girls. He couldn't help wishing that his mother could see him at that moment even though he knew she wouldn't approve.
The cars sat side by side, looking down the long stretch of road. The girl driving said something about Don's having one more person in the car and that he shouldn't use that as an excuse if he lost. Don yelled that he could carry all of them and still win.
"How about me going with you?" Bob yelled to the girl driver.
Bob could feel the admiration of the guys for him as he continued to lead the show. The girl said it would be all right and that started a migration from one car to the other. Bill went with Bob to the girl's car and two of the girls got into Don's car.
Someone gave the go sign, and both cars jumped forward. Don's car took the lead, but he made a sloppy shift into second and the girl's car took the lead. Don wasn't going to take that sitting down. He revved the Chevy's engine to the limit before throwing his next shift. With deep concentration he made the shift perfectly, and the passing gear of the automatic sedan the girl was driving engaged.
Don's car was a hood-length ahead and pulling out. Both cars were nearing seventy miles per, and all the occupants were wide-eyed with excitement. By the time they had to slow down for the turn, Don had clearly won. The cars pulled over, and there was a lot of hollering about this and that, but the girl had to admit that she was beat.
"Well, it's just the old man's car," she said.
Chip, the guy Bob hadn't known, suggested that the girls pile in with the guys in Don's car and go for a ride. All the girls looked at one another, and agreed. Nine people in Don's car would have been crowded if it weren't for the fact that four of them were chicks. Don insisted that only three people could ride in the front because he'd gotten a ticket for having more than that once.
Bob found himself in the back with a girl on his lap and another pressed against his side. It felt real good. As they began driving they all wiggled round in an attempt to get as comfortable as possible. Bob had one hand around the girl on his lap and the other around the shoulders of the girl next to him.
As the girls relaxed, he moved his hands closer to their tits. His cock had gown again and he had to do same wiggling to get his stiff joint straightened out. The girl on his lap knew what the trouble was and asked him with a giggle if everything was okay. He grabbed her tit in way of a reply. The girl leaned against him and Bob tightened his grip His other hand moved down to the tit of the girl next to him, and cupped the bouncing flesh. It was great to hold two different girls' tits at one time. The girl on his lap had bigger ones but the girl next to him had very pointy and interesting boobs.
Bob maneuvered his face around to the face of the girl on his lap and they kissed. She moved her head in fast circles and twisted her tongue all around in his mouth. Bob kissed her back with equal energy. Blond hair fell over Bob's face as they reamed each other's mouths. The car bumping along made the girl's body rub Bob's cock.
Bob hoped he would be able to get something in the confines of the car, covered with girls like he was. He thought it would be interesting to kiss the girl by his side too, but when he turned to her he saw Bill's face attached to hers, even though he still had his hand on her tit. Bob turned back to the girl an his lap and kissed her again.
Someone suggested that they go to the park. Bob liked that idea. Even though it would mean he wouldn't have girls piled on him, he was confident he could keep up with the rest of the guys. He was doing real good so far. As Don swung the car around a corner, the girl on Bob's lap was thrown back against him.
The park wouldn't be very crowded, and there were several places where they could really get away and go wild with these eager chicks. When they got out of the car Bob kept his arm around the girl who was on his lap. There were five guys and only four chicks, and he was afraid he would be considered the odd man since he was picked up last. His only hope was that, rather than pairing up, the girls would give themselves to all the guys. An orgy would be real nice on a sunny afternoon in the park.
As the crowd walked to the thick clumps of bushes near the stream, they jerked and fooled around. Bob was grabbing the girl's tit playfully and some of the other guys were doing the same. Bill was kissing one of the girls as they walked along. Chip and Don were arm in arm with two chicks; the four of them making a long string. Joe was hanging onto the last girl in that line.
When they were hidden by the lush growth of bushes, they sat around on the soft ground and leaned on one another. Bill and one of the girls each pulled out baggies full of grass and began rolling joints. Soon several of the slender cigarettes were going around the circle and they were all getting nicely high.
As the marijuana began penetrating Bob's brain he turned his attention to the girl who's lap his head was resting in. He put his hand on her shoulder and pulled her down until her tit touched his face. He could feel the spongy tit inside her jersey, unrestrained by a bra, as it rested against his face. With fish-lips, he nibbled at the hard nipple that was poking the tight material of her jersey.
To get the idea of an orgy going in his buddies' minds, Bob touched the neck of the girl leaning on his legs. His fingers felt the soft warmth of the silky skin below her ear. It wasn't easy to see what was going on with a tit on his face, but Bob could see enough to tell that things were going good. Around the firm jug on his nose he could see Bill slide his hand up the blouse of the girl who had driven the car, and Don was sliding his hand up her thigh while kissing another girl. Joe was resting his head on the thighs of the girl who's neck Bob was tickling, and Chip was doing all right for himself with the prettiest of them all.
Bob lifted the veil of jersey from the tit he was nibbling, and took the naked nipple into his mouth. While he sucked the tip of that hanging globe, he ran his hand between the tit and its twin. The smooth valley caressed his fingers with slightly sweaty but delicious skin. The girl bent her body even farther down over Bob, and the soft tit-meat rested more and more heavily on Bob's face as he sucked more of the lit into his mouth.
Bob had to let go of the other girl's neck for a while as he sat up and pushed the tit out of his face. Then he laid the girl down and continued kissing and massaging her tits. Again he looked around and saw that some other tits were bared and some of the other guys were burying their faces in them. Except Joe, who was sticking his tongue into the belly button of one of the girls, while his hands were fumbling at her pants. He was going directly for the first prize.
Bob made himself comfortable on the ground and continued sucking on those gorgeous tits. His hand was moving up her denim-encased thigh toward the crotch. The girl was slim and well shaped. Her tits and ass were gigantic for a girl her, size. When Bob's hand reached her cunt he just kept sliding it up toward her waistband. He knew there was no point in trying to feel her pussy through her jeans. He'd learned that much.
The girl didn't stop him as he unfastened her pants, or when he slipped his hand into her underwear. Her curly hair crushed under his palm as he caressed her cunt. The fluffy lips compressed as he squeezed them, and a trickle of hot liquid seared his skin. Bob hoped he wasn't going too fast as he pulled his hand out and grabbed her pants with both his hands. As he tugged at the garment he felt the girl moving her face from side to side to see if she would be the only one without her pants on.
Bob looked too, and saw that he was leading the race to get fucked. The girl was hesitant to let him strip her, but Bob thrust his tongue back into her mouth and tuned at her pants again. Now she was too hot to try to stop him. She even wiggled her hips so it would be to break off the kiss to pull her pants from her feet, but he covered her mouth with his own again as soon as he could; he didn't want to give her time to think over what was happening.
Now Bob was able to get his hand comfortably around the curve of her cunt without her pants being in the way. The sheer bikini undies she wore were no hindrance. As Bob circled her tongue with his own he slipped his finger up her twat. She pressed her tits against his chest with all her might as she felt him reach way up the dripping canal of her pussy.
Bob and the girl he was kissing set the tone for the other girls, and soon all of them were panties. One even had her undies removed already, and Don was kissing his way down her belly. Things were heating up, for sure, and all the guys were having a ball. Even though Bill and Don were sharing the same girl, they all knew they would get a chance to sample all of them before the day was over.
Bob decided it was time to get his tongue in the crack while he could. He knew that all the girls would have cunts full of gism before Ions and that would spoil them as far as cunt-lapping was concerned. He kept his fingers busy in her cunt while he kissed his way down to it. When his lips were in her curls he slipped his fingers out and put his tongue in.
Again the musty flavor of twat met his tongue. The cunt walls were so silky with the slippery fluid that Bob's tongue skated around without effort. He felt her hips begin to move in little circles as he licked her out. Her juices were spreading over Bob's face as he stuck his tongue higher and higher up her cave. The girl helped him by pushing her cunt down and spreading her legs further.
Bob finally pulled his tongue from her vaginal tube and licked her clit. As he did, he looked up over her belly and was surprised to see Chip kissing her lips and squeezing her tit. It felt nice to share her with a guy he hadn't even known a few hours before. That was what orgies were all about, Bob figured: sharing.
As Bob kept up the lapping, he kept watching Chip. He hadn't noticed that Chip had taken his pants off, but as he brought his body up to the girl's face and stuck his cock at her mouth, it was clear. Bob increased his tonguing as the girl took Chip's prick into her mouth. Chip lay on his side, pulled the hips of another chick to his face and maneuvered her cunt into position for some lapping of his own. Soon they were forming a chain, with cocks and cunts as the links.
Bob felt Someone grab his legs. He couldn't look down to see what was happening without taking his mouth from the mask of sweet pussy, and he Wasn't about to do that. It was clear enough very soon what was happening, though. One of the chicks wanted to continue the chain, and he was still wearing his pants. He rolled to his side and felt hands on his fly. His pants opened and were pulled down. Bob lifted his hips to make it easy for the unknown girl who was digging for his cock.
The cool air of the shaded glen breathed over Bob's bare legs and ass. He felt feminine fingers around his pulsing shaft, then the wet cavity of a mouth closed over his cock and the chain grew by one link. Whoever was sucking his cock was goad at it, and she made it even more exciting by running her fingers over the crack of his ass.
The cunt Bob was sucking was beginning to really move, and he knew the girl was closing in op a climax. Even though he didn't know this girl from Eve, Bob was determined to give her a good orgasm. He was a generous kid and liked to do good deeds for strangers. He placed his tongue on the magic button of her quivering quim, and moved the little thing around in increasingly faster vibrations.
He looked up to see if the cunt-lapping he was giving her was having any effect on her cocksucking ability. It was obvious that she would have rather let her mouth sag open and let out the moans of joy that were being stifled. Apparently Bob wasn't the only one who wanted to do a good job. Strangled sounds were coming from around the cock stuffed in her mouth, but she kept moving her head back and forth and giving a great blow job.
Her body began bucking with wild passion, but Bob held on and tongued her clit until he was sure she was over the threshold of pleasure. The sounds of passion she was making changed to sounds like gargling, and Bob knew she was getting a mouthful of Chip's gism. He saw her throat working as she swallowed the thick stuff.
Meanwhile, Bob's cock was getting a good working over too. Since the cunt he had been lapping was satisfied, he lifted his face and looked at the girl who was blowing him. He was glad to see that it was the pretty one Joe had been kissing earlier. Her black hair was spilled all over his lap, but he could see his cock sticking into her mouth. Her lips were pursed out and covering the base of his cock. Bob could feel her throat muscles working on the tip of his prick and it was causing exquisite sensations in him.
He let his body fall back on the thighs of the girl he'd eaten, and relaxed while he got nearer to coming. It didn't take much longer. Whether the girl was aware of the eyes on her, or whether she just thought it was time, she began moving her head back and forth on Bob's cock. That had the effect of sending him into instant ecstasy, and he was soon pumping his gism into her face.
The girl swallowed his load and lifted her head. She smiled at Bob and caressed his legs. The girl he was leaning on crawled out from under his weight. Bob turned and saw that Don was about to fuck her. Bob and the girl who had just drunk his gism sat back to watch.
Don and the girl were both naked and holding each other tightly. They watched as the girl lay on her back and Don slid his cock up her cunt. Don began pumping with long deep thrusts, which Bob could follow by watching his ass rise and fall. Bob and the girl who'd sucked him off were getting horny again from the display.
Bob pulled her over to him and began rubbing her tits. She reached for his lengthening prick and stroked it with her fingers. They kissed, and fell onto their sides. Bob's cock was pressing against the girl's belly. They began wiggling into fucking position. Their bodies lined up; the chick's tits crushed between them and Bob's legs between hers. He could feel her legs rise on either side of him and take him onto a leggy bear-hug around his waist. She practically lifted him with her strong legs and lowered his jerking cock into her pussy.
Bob knew he was linking up with a clever and talented chick. When he felt the slick walls of her cunt wrap round his prick and give it a series of little hugs, he started stroking his cock in and out. His bloated cockhead reamed the inner walls of her cuntal tunnel. Bob could feel the cunt spread to accept his prick every time he rammed it in; when he pulled back, the cave collapsed again. It was a fine, tight cunt.
The girl he was fucking was really getting off on it. She was holding Bob as tightly with her arms as she was with her legs. Her hips were moving very fast in an up-and-down pumping motion that Bob couldn't hope to keep up with. He was little more than a toy she was bouncing on her belly. There was nothing for him to do but relax and enjoy the ride.
The girl neared her orgasm before Bob, and her bouncing hips increased in speed and frenzy. Bob felt like he was on a bucking bronco, with the difference of having his cock wrung out in a wild pussy. As the girl passed the pinnacle of her climax, Bob was being thrown around like a rag doll. His cock was zipping up her cunt so fast that it was getting hot from the friction. But he was also getting a tremendous fuck, and the feelings of tingling pleasure resulting from the ordeal were going to give him an explosive orgasm.
The girl, having come, began slowing down, but when Bob continued thrusting like mad she picked up the beat again. Bob came with a copious spewing of gism and a blinding ecstasy. By that time the girl was on her way to mother climax, and even though Bob was ready to climb off her, she kept him bouncing for several more minutes. His belly was beginning to ache, and he knew he would never be able to last until he came again. All he could hope for was that she would come soon and let him go. She did.
Bob crawled from between her still legs. His cock was hard again, but he was afraid that if he kept fucking her it would lead to a never-ending series of poorly timed orgasms, and he would spend the rest of his life bouncing up and down on the insatiable girl.
Bob looked around for a place to stick his hard cock. The pussy of a more gentle chick would do. All cunts seemed to be full at the moment. Bill was fucking one of, the girls doggy-style, and he thought he might get a blow job since the girl's face was not busy. He crawled over to her on his hands and knees and kneeled in front of her. Her eyes were closed and her face had an expression of bliss on it from the action of Bill's cock. Bob brought his stiff prick to her face and touched her lips with the soft head.
Her eyes opened, but she didn't seem to be surprised to find a prick knocking on her lips. She merely opened her mouth and let the stranger in. With a cock sticking in bath ends of her body, the girl seemed to be very contented. She sucked Bob's cock vigorously as the prick in her cunt brought her to a high level of joy. Bob put his hands on her shoulders to steady himself.
The girl bit her peak and began biting Bob's cock. He cried out in surprised pain, and she eased up. Bob knew it wasn't easy to control your muscles while coming, so he couldn't get mad at her. She came down from the heights of ecstasy and sucked him more gently. Bill was just beginning to shoot his wad into her pussy, and Bob watched the expression on his friend's face as he came. The intense pleasure he was feeling was clearly evident on his distorted features.
Soon Bob was about to come. By that time Bill had pulled out and crawled away to catch his breath. Joe noticed the girl's ass sticking out, with the furry cunt tucked between her thigh-tops, and he came over to try her on.
The bitch was an expert cocksucker. She sensed Bob's passion, and increased her tonguing. Bob was pumping his hips and shoving his cock into her face with all the energy that Joe was applying to her cunt. She was getting mightily rammed at each end, and seemed to thrive under the onslaught.
Bob's cock was way down her throat when he shot. He didn't have much gism left, but the quality of his orgasms was getting better each time. But it was taking a lot out of him. When he pulled his prick from the girl's face, all he could do was fall over sideways and lie there panting.
All the other guys were in about the same condition as Bob. They were lying around like naked corpses on a battlefield. In the battle of orgasms, the girls were easy winners. They were poking around among the bodies looking for a stiff cock. There were none to be found, though.
As the nine of them reclined in the grass they suddenly heard voices. They all grabbed for their clothes, but it was too late. About four, guys appeared from the bushes. When they saw the. naked people strewn all over the grove, they stopped dead in their tracks.
"Sam, John, how the hell are ya?" Don began yelling.
The guys finally started looking at the faces of the naked horde. As it turned out, the newcomers were friends of Don's, and Bill knew some of them too. They began talking, without taking their eyes off the naked bodies of the girls. A few of the guys went over to the girls and began caressing and kissing them. Before long the guys were busy and the girls welcomed their attention.
Bob and his buddies dressed and left the orgy in good hands. They felt like conquering hems leaving the spoils of battle behind for the peasants while they mounted their charges and galloped back to the castle. Once back in the Chevy, with the wind blowing through their hair, they talked and laughed about the adventure. Bob wondered if these guys did that all the time. If so, he wanted to be better friends with them.