The next day Bob was out in the yard with his car again. The horny energy that kept churning in him made it difficult to get any real work done so he was glad when Chuck and Paul showed up. They had a six-pack of beer and since Bob's mother was away for the day, they could drink the beer without having to worry about her catching them.
They sat in the car, sipped the brew and talked about things in general. That usually meant girls and the conversation soon turned to that topic. Paul told the guys about his mother's cleaning lady. She was an older woman, but not bad-looking. As soon as she started working at his place she offered herself to him.
"I wasn't interested at first," Paul said. "She's as old as my mother and not as good-looking. Besides, she always smells of detergent. But one day when I was really horny, I gave her a try. Wow, that old girl can really fuck!"
Paul closed his eyes as if he were reliving a fuck with the cleaning lady. The other guys were impressed, but they all suspected each other's stories as being as fictitious as their own. Still, it was fun to trade tales.
"Have either of you guys seen Bill lately?" Chuck asked.
When they said they hadn't, Chuck told them that he had brought some chick to a party at Don's and that she had taken on the whole bunch of them. Bob and Paul were very interested in that piece of info. Bill was a good friend of theirs even tough he did hang around with the older guys a lot, and if he had a chick who was willing to put out for all his friends, they should be able to get in on it. They asked Chuck for all the details, but he couldn't add much more. He'd only heard about it from someone else.
The conversation turned to other things and the last of the beer disappeared. Two bottles of beer for each of the inexperienced drinkers was enough to make them feel nicely relaxed and happy. As they settled back in the laid-up car, in the glow of the beer's effects, they heard a voice call out to them.
"Hey, you fuckers, what's going on?"
Bob jumped up and started hollering at the newcomer to watch his language. Bob didn't want to have guys acting like rowdies where his mother could hear them. Fortunately she wasn't home. When Bob saw that the voice belonged ta Bill, whom they'd just been talking about, and when he saw he had a girl with him, his mood changed abruptly.
Could this be the girl Chuck had just told them about? The mere possibility made all the guys so excited that they could hardly speak. Bill and the girl walked up to the car. The guys saw that she Was a young girl and nice-looking. They'd never seen her before and assumed that she was from another school.
She wore her hair differently than most of the girls in the neighborhood and dressed more sexy than any of the girls that the three of them knew. Her pointy tits stretched the fabric of her shirt to the bursting point, all eyes were glued to those tis, and the smile on the girl's pretty face showed that she was pleased with the attention.
"This here's Joanna," Bill said, pointing at the chick with his thumb. "And she can't get enough of it."
The last sentence made the guys in the car squirm, and their eyes lit up. Could this be a cunt on a silver platter? they wondered.
"C-Get in the car, why don't ya?" Bob said as he jumped around trying to open the door and make room for the newcomers.
He wanted to have this chick sit next to him. Bill and the girl climbed aboard and the girl wound up squeezed between Bob and Bill. Chuck and Paul, who were in the front seat, turned to keep their eyes on the girl. Bob could feel the heat of her body through his clothes and his cock began growing.
"Joanna just moved here, so I'm getting her acquainted with everybody," Bill said.
Bill had his hand around the girl's shoulders and his fingers were just above her tit. As he told the guys what a fine chick she was, his hand grabbed one of her big globes and squeezed. The guys watched his hand as the tit oozed between Bill's fingers.
"Like I was saying," Bill continued, "Joanna here really loves to fuck. If she's in the mood she just might take you guys on."
Bob was going wild as the girl next to him sent more and more heat into his body. He didn't know what to do, and he just hoped the girl was in the mood. The guys in the front seat looked ridiculous with their faces hanging over the back of the seat and their mouths hanging open. Bob didn't think he looked the same way, but he did.
"Well what do ya say, baby?" Bill asked the girl. "Do you feel like fucking these sad sacks, or would you rather come over to my place and suck my cock all afternoon?"
"Sure," the girl said. It was the first thing she'd said since she got there.
"Sure what?" Bill asked.
"Whatever you say, Bill," Joanna replied.
"Well I think it would be nice if you fucked these poor chaps," Bill said.
The guys had been following the conversation with bated breath, and now that the outcome was in their favor, they didn't know what to do.
"Nobody's home," Bob finally managed to say. "Let's go in the house.
They all got out of the car and went into the house, Bob leading the way and Joanna bringing up the rear. Bill slumped down in a chair in the living room and told Joanna to strip. The boys gathered around and watched as the young girl obeyed the command. All the guys had hard-ons pressing painfully against their jeans and they squirmed around trying to get comfortable.
Joanna didn't seem to be the least bit nervous as she unbuttoned her tight blouse. She pulled it off nonchalantly, but to the guys watching with their eyes bulging it was a major event. Her tits came into view and the guys covered the perky boobs with their lecherous glares. Her tits were naturally pointy and the nipples were aimed slightly above the horizontal. Her big areolas covered the pointed part of the cone-shaped jugs.
The girl pulled off her jeans and undies in one movement, and stood naked in the middle of the room. Once again Bob feasted his eyes on the beautiful sight of naked, ripe womanhood, and this time there was no door separating him from the abject of his lust. Joanna had a very sexy shape. Her belly was smooth and flat. Her ass was high and firm. The cheeks separated near the bottom into a wide wedge, and when she turned away from Bob he could see the fuzz of her cunt peeking out between her legs.
Joanna just stood there and everybody else sat watching until Bob jumped up and tore his clothes off. He started everyone else moving too. But since he got the jump on them, he was the first one naked. She was his, and he went into action. None of his buddies knew that he was virgin and the thought crossed his mind that he might show his inexperience. He never planned to have his first fuck with an audience.
He went up to the naked girl, and the first thing that touched her was his stiff prick. He pulled her to him and kissed her. The shock of having her hot body come into contact with his was too much for Bob to register and he was only aware of a general sensation of sexual joy. Their tongues met between their opened mouths and as he sucked her tongue into his mouth he became aware of her tits pressing against his chest. They felt even more firm than he thought they would. "Let's get on with it" Bill said, and all the other guys joined in, yelling encouragement.
Bob knew he would never be able to fuck her in the middle of that crowd. He told them he would have to take her to his room. The boys told him to hurry. He could understand their eagerness. Bob led the girl up the stairs and into his room. She went right to the bed and lay down.
Bob ran after her and jumped on her. His hands grabbed her firm, young tits as he kissed her all over her face. His hot cock was dragged over her body as Bob maneuvered himself between her legs. The coarse hair on her cunt bristled against the taut skin of his cockhead as he thrust. His prick bounced off the fat, fur covered cunt mound and slipped between her legs. He lifted his hips and tried again. This time his cock slid up and grazed the curly patch that was well above the target.
Bob was glad he had brought her up to the privacy of his room. He was having enough trouble threading the needle, and he didn't need any peanut gallery egging him on. As he got ready for another shot he felt the girl's hand wrap around his shaft. The sensation made him pause. Her firm grip an his dong put her in the driver's seat, and Rob followed his cock as she guided it into the wet lips of her cunt.
Bob's brain was short-circuiting with confused lust, but the feeling of her tight pussy devouring his throbbing prick got through to him. His long tool glided all the way into the hot tube of her cunt and felt better than Bob had imagined in his wildest sex fantasies. It was better than the time he stuck his cock in a rolled-up piece of liver and better than both of his soapy hands caressing his cock.
He let his cock lie in the envelope for a while before he started pumping, just to enjoy the unique experience. Then he began stroking his cock in and out. The wonderful feeling of having her pussy grabbing and sucking at his prick made him start to pant with ecstasy by the third stoke. And by the sixth he was shooting his load of hot gism into her snatch. Bob relax on top of the firm contours of the girl's body.
Not only was sticking his cock into a cunt better than anything else he'd ever done with it, but lying on the chick's tits with her legs wrapped around him was better than finding himself alone with a mess of come on his belly when it was all over. Bob could have lain there for a long time, but the sounds of the guys downstairs reached his ears. They were asking if he were done. He couldn't keep them waiting.
Reluctantly, Bob crawled off Joanna's body and went down the stairs. As he came down, Chuck passed him running up the stairs three at a time. When Bob got to the living room Paul was pacing back and forth, naked, with his hard cock bobbing up and down in front of him. Bill, who had the services of the girl all the time, was dressed and still sitting in the easy chair with his leg thrown over the arm.
Bob felt a bit ridiculous with his limp cock glistening with the residue of the fuck, and he pulled his clothes on. When Chuck came don, Paul shot up the stairs for his turn. Before long all three of them had been serviced and Joanna came down and dressed. Bill took the girl by the arm, said good-bye, and was gone. The three fuckers were left to wonder if it had really happened.
The guys didn't feel like talking about it. Each of them preferred to be alone with the memory, so Chuck and Paul left. Bob was glad to be alone. He went up to his room, the scene of the miracle. He lay on his bed and thought about the fuck. It had been the greatest thing that had ever happened to him, but it was over so fast that he didn't get to do a fraction of the things that he'd been dreaming about for all his horny teenage years.
He tried to remember how it felt to have his cock up that hot, tight cunt, but all he could remember was that it felt like heaven. Having her body pressing naked against his was fantastic, but that didn't last long enough for him to be able to re-create that feeling in his mind either.
Well, it was a fuck and a first step. He'd broken the ice. He still was in desperate need of all the things he imagined himself doing, but he was reminded that things could happen at any time. That fuck just fell out of the blue, and it could happen again at any time. Bob still planned to keep up his efforts though, to help things along.
As he thought about the fuck and the girl, his cock blew up again. He wished he could have her now, all to himself and for as long as he would need to thoroughly ravage her body. As he thought about all the things he would do to her, he knew he would have to jerk off to clear his mind. He pulled a few magazines from under his mattress and looked through them.
He stopped on a page that showed a woman on her knees, ass to the camera. Her ass cheeks were spread wide and every feature of her crotch was clearly shown. Bob had just gotten fucked and he didn't even get a chance to really see Joanna's twat. He realized he should have put the chick in the position shown in the magazine. He could have filled his eyes with the view and fucked her doggie-style.
The picture in the magazine was nice, but it didn't smell like a cunt or feel like one. As Bob moved his face near the picture to examine the interior of the opened cunt carefully, he unsnapped his pants and fished his stiff prick out. He studied the way the pink interior of the pussy was spread. The inner lips looked so inviting, and they were spread too, showing the inky blackness of her canal. Bob began to slide his hand up and down, his cock-shaft as he tried to bring to mind the feeling of sticking his cock in that cunt a little while ago, with the picture to help him concentrate. It seemed to work, and the hot slipperiness inside Joanna's cunt came back to his mind.
He looked at the bubble of pink cunt-flesh in the picture that he knew was the clitoris. He didn't get a chance to even feel the real thing when he had it in his bed, and he made a mental note to be sure to get a better chance the next time. His jacking was having its effect, he felt the familiar sensations of lust pounding in his brain.
Whenever he jerked off looking at a dirty picture he would focus on a certain part of the picture when he came. He was about to shoot, and he fixed his gaze on the puckered hole above the pussy in the picture. He could have reached behind Joanna's hips and fingered her asshole while he was fucking her, but he never even thought of it at the time. The next time he would remember, he promised himself.
As he studied the whole in the magazine, imagining how it would feel to stuff his rod in that chamber, he blew his load all over the picture. He used a kleenex to blot up the gism. The magazines in his porno collection were getting all spotted, and Bob knew he would have to replace them soon. That wouldn't be necessary if his dream would come true and he could find a real, live girl to fuck. Then he could take his magazines and throw them all away.