by Frank Brown
Both girls wanted to die with the feeling. They were in heaven. They reveled in the sensations of their cunts spasming, and their toes being sucked hard by the other’s contracting pussy. They moaned and whimpered and cooed until their orgasms subsided, then fell back on the bed laughing.
“Oh, wow,” Cindy giggled, “I love that feeling. My pussy feels so good when it comes that I don’t know what to do.”
“Mine too,” gasped Sally, out of breath. “I just love it too. I love the way my cuntlips tingle, and the way it feels so funny up inside, and the way my tits and toes tingle too. Ummmmmmm, I could have that feeling forever.”
“And I bet it feels even better when there’s a guy’s rod shoved up in there. We’d be able to feel it rubbing in and out between the lips and wiggling its head way up inside. And then it would come, and his hot juice would shoot out. Oh, Jesus, I bet it feels good when that happens.”
“God, Cindy,” Sally moaned, “don’t talk like that. It gets me so excited I can’t stand it. Let’s get dressed before my pussy starts acting up again.”
Five minutes later both girls were walking down the sidewalk. They wandered down to the park, and then over to the high school. They arrived just in time to see the football team heading back to the locker room after practice.
“Wow, look at them,” Cindy whispered, “they look so big and tough. I bet they all have super-big rods, and I bet they all like to fuck.”
Both girls licked their lips and felt their pussies drooling. They focused their eyes on the last players entering the school building, and then on the three players who had remained out on the field to practice field goals.
They recognized the kicker because he was also the star quarterback, and he had his picture in the paper and his name in the headlines all the time. A smaller boy held the ball for him as he kicked, and a chunky fat boy snapped the ball back to him. The fat boy they didn’t know, and the ball-holder had his back to them. The ball was snapped back again and again, and after each kick the kicker would throw his hands up in the air and shout “good”, whether it was good or not. Finally he shouted, “Let’s go in,” and the three players started trotting toward the school building.
“Cindy!” Sally whispered excitedly. “It’s Scott Mather!”
“Oh, Jesus, you’re right.” Suddenly she shouted, “Hey Scott… Scott!” Then she waved frantically.
It was the boy who had been holding the ball for the kicker that she was shouting at. He turned around, frowned, waved, trotted a few more steps forward, then turned around and trotted toward them. Both girls held their breath.
“Hi,” Scott said. “What are you junior-high chicks doing around here?”
Cindy blushed. “We just came over to watch the team practice,” she said. “You guys look just like pros.”
“Yeah,” agreed Sally, “you guys are really super.”
Both girls knew instinctively how to puff-up the boy’s ego, and fifteen minutes later they still had him talking with them. They had moved over to sit in the long grass of the farm field which bordered the athletic field. The school was right at the edge of town, and it was common to see a farmer cutting his hay in one field, and football linemen driving a blocking sled next door. It was also common for students to sit in the tall grass of the farm field to smoke, drink, or do other forbidden things.
As the girls carried on a giggling conversation with the older boy, they took a good look at him for the first time. Neither of them had ever been this close to a real sophomore for any length of time, so they were nearly fainting with excitement. Scott was a lean, handsome boy, with medium-length brown hair, and brown eyes that twinkled. His large hands and muscular arms were stained and grimy from playing football, and his hair was messy and still moist with sweat. His muscular calves were bruised and cut from the many times he’d been kicked and spiked while playing. To the flustered girls he was a he-man, a real gladiator.
Scott removed his shoes and socks, and both girls admired his muscular feet, which were nearly twice the size of their own, and writhing with thick tendons and veins. Then the boy flexed his biceps as he pretended to be stretching.
“Wow, Scott,” Cindy cooed, “you have such big muscles. Can I feel them?”
The boy beamed, but tried to look tough at the same time, and flexed his arms so hard they trembled. Cindy cradled the ball-shaped muscle between her palms. “Wow,” she gasped, “it’s so hard. You must really be strong.”
“I can bench press a hundred pounds,” he bragged.
“Ummmm, that’s really a lot,” said Sally. “I bet your chest muscles are really strong too.”
“Sure,” he said, pulling off his jersey. The two girls were beginning to feel faint. They loved his rock-hard abdomen, which was ridged with muscle even sitting down, because he was so lean. He untied his shoulder pads and let them fall to the ground, then raised his arms and contracted both biceps again. The muscles of his torso stood out, and his armpits gave off his young male scent.
Cindy wanted to lick him all over. “Oh, wow,” she said, “you’re a really built guy. I bet you’ll be a pro-football player someday.”
“That’s what I’m aiming for,” the boy said proudly.
Both girls were squeezing and caressing his biceps. Sally’s pussy drooled, and she suddenly felt very bold. She trailed her fingers lightly over the boys chest and nipples, then down over his abdomen. Cindy immediately caught on and began running her hands up and down his back and front at the same time. The boy looked stunned for a moment, then suddenly threw his arms around their necks and pulled them down on top of him as he fell back on the grass.
The girls smelled his sweat and felt his smooth chest muscles contract against their cheeks. They began timidly nibbling at his flesh, then pecking him on the cheeks and mouth. As they gained courage they began lapping at his torso like mother cats, and they both nearly passed out when they noticed that the boy’s crotch was bulging as if he had a softball stuffed in his pants.
“Oh, wow,” Scott moaned, “you chicks are too much. You really know how to make a guy feel good.” Both girls felt their pussies contract when he said that. They were both suddenly desperately in love with the boy.
Cindy cautiously moved her hand over his bulge, then cupped it. His cock jumped under the fabric of his pants, and she jerked her hand away. Sally gave her a look of surprise, then grabbed his prick boldly. When it jerked to her touch, she felt like laughing, then squeezed it harder and felt it jerk again. She smiled at Cindy as if to say, it’s nothing to be afraid of.
“Jesus Christ,” Scott moaned, “what are you broads trying to do to me – drive me out of my mind? Christ, take my pants off before I fill them with my jism.”
The girls tore down his pants, waiting breathlessly to see his monstrous tool spring out, but instead they found a bulging contraption that looked like underwear briefs with the ass missing. They almost laughed at the sight of it. What in the hell is that? they wondered. Scott groaned and muttered for them to take off his jock, and they both trembled as they eased their fingers under the tight waistband. Then they pulled it down slowly, and suddenly the boy’s cock sprang out like a Jack-in-the-box, standing straight up in the air and throbbing wildly.
Both girls gasped. It was bigger and meaner-looking than they had ever imagined. Its head was a menacing purple, and its shaft was ridged with thick veins. They both swallowed hard. They couldn’t imagine taking that monster up their tender pink cunts.
“It’s so big,” Cindy said as her voice trembled. “I’ve never seen such a big thing. I can’t believe it.”
Scott humped his loins a few times and smiled wickedly. “Okay, baby, let’s see you play with it. Let’s see both of you play with it.”
Both girls put their hands around the throbbing cock. It was hot and slippery, and it squirmed against their palms as the boy pumped his loins. Sally took his balls in her hand and squeezed – they felt like big meaty plums. She had an almost irresistible urge to
crush them, but she stifled it, and trailed her fingernails lightly over his sac. The boy sighed and stretched – he must really like that, she thought. So she did it again, and he sighed again. She was learning all kinds of new things about boys, and she wanted to giggle with delight.
“Ohhhh, mannnnn,” Scott moaned, “you chicks are driving me crazy. Oh, jeeeezzzz, why don’t you blow me? Come on now, blow me.”
“Do what?” asked Cindy, truly puzzled.
“Blow me. Blow me. You know, suck my dick. Put my dick in your mouth and suck it. Jeez, don’t act dumb – you’re gonna drive me out of my mind. Hurry up and do it.” He jerked his loins, driving his cock at her mouth.
Cindy put the purple cockhead against her lips. It was so hot it almost burned her tongue, and a thick drop of clear pre-cum oozed from the gaping piss-slit at the tip. She gingerly licked across the slit and sucked the pearl of juice into her mouth, rolling it on her tongue and savoring the taste. It had a strangely sweet taste, and she swallowed it. Her pussy drooled. She’d actually swallowed some juice from a boy’s cock. She wondered suddenly whether this was cum. But wasn’t cum supposed to be white, and wasn’t it supposed to shoot out?
“Goddamn it, eat me,” the boy whined. “Eat me.”
Cindy opened her mouth wide, and in one motion she swallowed up the head and half the shaft. His hot meat had a salty taste, and she could feel his pulse in it. She clamped down hard and sucked. The boy’s seven-inch cock swelled and throbbed in her mouth, and he threw his head back and groaned, letting his hips writhe and hump naturally.
“Oh, yeah, baby, that’s it. That’s the way to suck cock. Move your head. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Now, use your tongue and lick underneath the head, right under the head – that’s where it feels best.” Cindy darted her tongue up and down over the magic spot, and the boy went wild. “Ohhhh, ahhhh, yes, yes, you found it. That’s it, lick me right there. Oh, baby, suck me off. Suck me off.”
Cindy continued darting her tongue up and down along the sensitive bundle of nerves under the boy’s throbbing cockhead. His cock seemed to swell up even bigger, almost gagging her. She sucked with all her strength, trying to make the cum shoot out of him. There was nothing more she’d ever wanted in her life. She moaned and gurgled, and her pussy-meat throbbed and drooled. She was burning between the legs.
Sally watched her friend work on the boy’s prick, and she was too stunned at first to feel any jealousy. But then, as her pussy drooled more and more, she began to get impatient for a taste of the boy’s meat. Suddenly she leaned over and began licking Scott’s balls, feeling them move in their sac as she tickled them with the tip of her pink tongue. His sac was pink and velvety, but wrinkled, and it tasted salty. And it had a strange new smell, exotic and thrilling, a smell which made her cunt quiver with desire. Scott wiggled his ass and groaned so much when she began tonguing his balls that she knew he loved it, and that his balls were as much an organ of pleasure as was his cock. She sucked them gently into her mouth one at a time and rolled them with her tongue. She loved the feel of his fleshy, egg-shaped balls filling her mouth, and once again she had a violent urge which she had to stifle. She almost couldn’t resist biting them off. They’re so neat, so neat, she thought to herself.
Cindy’s mouth was stuffed full of cock, and Sally’s mouth was full of ball-meat. They could feel Scott pumping and hear him panting. They sensed that he’d be doing his magic act any second, and they’d finally know what happened to a boy when he came. Their excitement was building – they could hardly wait another second. Shoot your cum, they both thought simultaneously. Suddenly the boy stopped humping his loins, pulled his cock out of Cindy’s mouth, and sat up. Both girls were stunned. What was happening?
“Okay, you junior-high cunts,” he said in a commanding voice, as he smiled at them wickedly, “we’re gonna all get naked now and have a different kind of fun. Come on now, take off all your clothes. I wanna see you both naked.” He tugged at their jeans. “Hurry up now – my cock is hungry for pussy. Let me have a look at those junior-high pussies.”
A current of excitement mixed with anxiety shot through both girls. They both felt like they had to shit. They wanted to run away – but they’d waited too long, and the ache in their pussies was too intense to run away now.
Chapter Three
As the girls undressed, the excited boy fumbled so much with their clothes, trying to help them, that he actually slowed them down. The second they were undressed he threw one arm around each of them and threw them to the grass.
The girls lay side by side panting, the naked, muscular, hard-cocked stud squirming on top of them. They could both smell his sweat, and feel the heat of his body, and hear his panting breath. It was their first taste of a boy’s lust, and they were a little frightened, even though their pussies throbbed with excitement. They both squeezed their legs together rhythmically, squishing their wet pussy-lips against each other, as Scott plunged his hot tongue alternately down their throats. His saliva was sweet, and they sucked at his tongue.
“Jeez,” Scott moaned, “you both feel so good under me, so warm and smooth. Oh, wow! I can’t believe it – two chicks at once – two at once!” He kissed them both passionately, then moved over on top of Cindy alone, crushing her to the ground and forcing her legs apart. Suddenly Cindy was trembling – the moment had arrived – a wave of fear passed through her.
“No, please don’t,” she begged. “It’s too big for me. I won’t be able to take it.” She struggled against him and tried to squirm free, but he was much too strong. He chewed her lips and forced her arms down. She felt helpless and faint – there was no escape now – he was going to do it.
The hot head of his cock pressed against her cunt like a billy club. Her pussy lips parted, and his prick burned between them. She tried to scream, but the boy’s mouth was clamped to her own, and her head was crushed against the ground. She struggled one desperate last time, but it was hopeless. Suddenly the entire length of his steel-hard cock rammed up her cunt, splitting her in two. It was as if somebody had rammed a baseball bat up her. At first the pain was excruciating, then she went numb all over. She squirmed weakly. Tears rolled down her cheeks. She was helplessly impaled on the boy’s tool.
Scott began moving his cock in and out of her slowly. His chest grated against her nippies, and his tongue tickled her throat. The shaft of his cock rubbed back and forth against her clit, and the head of it throbbed deep in her cunt. A tingle of pleasure moved through her pussy, and suddenly she realized what was happening.
Good God, she thought, I’m getting fucked. I’m actually getting fucked – by a real cock, by an honest-to-goodness stud. She was trembling hard again, but this time with excitement.
As the feelings returned to her cunt, getting better with each thrust of the stud’s cock, Cindy began moving her hips. She wanted to laugh with joy. She threw her legs around his hips and dug her heels into his ass as if she’d been fucking all her life. In no time at all her little cunt was fucking and sucking like the educated twat of a professional whore. She bucked her hips and reveled in the delicious sensations. She dug her fingernails into his back and swallowed the saliva drooling from his mouth. She was getting good now. She closed her eyes and fucked, wanting the feelings to go on forever, but she didn’t know that Scott had other ideas.
Before Cindy knew what was happening, the boy had yanked his dripping cock out of her cunt and had moved over to Sally. He pinned her to the ground, and she gibbered excitedly and squirmed underneath his muscular body.
Sally was hot. She had just seen her girl friend lose her cherry, and now she wanted to get fucked more than anything. She forced her legs apart as wide as she could, trembling with lust and anticipation, and humped her pussy against the boy’s crotch.
“Oh, Scott, fuck me. I want it so bad. Shove your big hard juicy cock up my cunt. I wanna feel it up inside me all the way. Oh, hurry, I can’t wait. Fuck meeee!” she cried.
Sally wriggled her hips so wildl
y that the boy could hardly get his cock in position. He had to pin her hips to the ground with his hands, then force his cock hard against her hairy snatch. The glossy cockhead slipped between her hot, moist cuntlips and nestled there, throbbing with excitement. It touched her quivering clit, and sex-thrills shot up her loins. Sally giggled with delight.
“Oh, Jesus, Scott,” she moaned. “What are you waiting for? Shove it in. Shove it all the way in. Oh, oh, ohhhh!” The boy’s cock was suddenly up her cunt to the hilt. As it entered, it felt like a hot poker tearing and searing her tender, virginal pussy-flesh.
“Oh, oh, ohhhh, Scott, take it out! It hurts, it hurts, take it out quick! Please, Scott, it hurts too much.” She dug her fingernails into his flesh and pushed, but the boy crushed down with all his weight and forced his cock in even deeper. She sank her teeth into his shoulder, clamped her legs around his ass, and held on.
The boy grunted like a bull, and sweat dripped from his forehead. “You’re so fucking tight, so fucking tight!” he gasped. “I can’t believe it. It feels so fucking good. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, so fucking good! Oh, fuck your junior-high pussy, fuck, fuck, fuck.” He was pistoning his merciless prick in and out of her with all the quickness and agility of his young loins. It felt like a sword ravaging her tender cunt. Sally instinctively clamped down on it with all the strength of her cunt muscles. She was trying to defend herself in this war of cock against cunt. But it was hopeless – the tighter she clamped down, the better Scott’s cock felt, and the harder he fucked.
He was crying with pleasure now, and gyrating his hips wildly. His face was red with lust. His teeth were clenched. His eyes were rolled back.
