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Hot Missouri Summer Ch. 01

By: SexyGeek



 [Edited by volunteer editor LaRacasse. Thanks for grammatical corrections but especially for comments on character development and dialogue.]



Things were looking good that summer in Missouri so long ago. My eighteenth birthday had passed and soon after that my High School Graduation. I had an acceptance letter from my college and a scholarship to take me there. I knew, as our graduation speaker said, that one portion of my life was over and a new one was opening before me. I had one last summer of freedom before starting to face the reality of the future. My plan for this final summer of carefree youth was extremely simple: girls!

All through Senior Year, Mary and I had been a couple. We declared our undying love and went steady. Basketball games, school plays, the Prom had all been great. But she was heading off to a college hundreds of miles from mine. We knew that separation was inevitable and couldn't see trying to pursue a long distance relationship in those days before email.. In a big tearful scene we both decided that we had to have our freedom. So for these last few weeks before leaving I was now officially unattached.

My thoughts were very simple. No more love for now. No more steady relationship. No more dating only one girl. Mary and I had seen "The King and I" at the theater, and I was going to follow the King's advice, "A bee flits from flower to flower." Going steady had kept me from dating other girls and there were several whom I had my eye on.

The one that kept coming to my mind was Karen. She had graduated with us, and I knew she was free this summer. She was one of those girls whose name brought knowing looks to the faces of many guys in our class. From the tales some of them told, even discounting 50%, a date with Karen would be worth remembering. They all said that she was a cock teaser, but.... I counted on that "but." Soon the date was made. I would pick her up Friday night.

The big night arrived and I went through the teen-age boy's ritual of showering, shaving, powdering myself under the arms, slapping too much sweet aftershave on my cheeks, and spending lots of time on my hair. I put on the summer uniform of a light collared shirt and jeans. I regarded myself in the mirror with considerable pride and hopped in the car.

I stopped in front of Karen's house and with a happy smile rang her bell. The door opened and there she stood. She was a slim redhead, only a bit shorter than me. She wore bright red lipstick that really emphasized the temptation of her lips. She was dressed for the hot weather. A little white cotton blouse was short enough so a bit of bare midriff showed below it. It was unbuttoned two buttons down from the top and the curve of her boobs peeked out enticingly. She was wearing a red miniskirt, short even by that summer's fashions. Her long legs were bare, and her feet were in high heeled sandals that stretched her legs into a very attractive shape. She was even more enticing than she had been in her usual school clothes of a tight skirt and tighter sweater.

"Mike," she said. "I am so happy to see you!" She reached out one hand and softly caressed my cheek.

"My gosh," I thought, "those guys who said she is a big cocktease were really right. It is starting already."

She closed the door and stepped out on the porch. "I dressed for this hot weather," she said. "Like it?" She spun around so that I could see the whole effect. Her little butt twitched in the miniskirt as she did. I was, to say the least, stunned. She turned back to face me.

"I love this new blouse," she continued. "Look what big buttons it has. Easy to work." She actually took hold of the third button, below the two already opened. She flipped it open and leaned slightly toward me, giving me a good look at swelling tits pushed up by a lacy white bra under that blouse. She giggled and said, "Think you could work the buttons that easily?" as she buttoned it up again. Here we were still standing on her porch and she was already getting me flustered and excited. I was sure it was deliberate.

We walked down the steps in her yard and like a gentleman I opened the car door for her. She stretched her long bare legs as she got into the car, and as she swung into the seat her miniskirt rode up far enough for me to see her lacy white panties that matched the bra. She looked up at me with a sly grin and I knew that she had flashed me intentionally. "Thank you for that, Mike," she said. I wondered if she meant for opening the door, or for the frankly appreciative look I had given her little show.

I went around to the driver's seat and got in, and she slid right over next to me so our hips and thighs touched. That was always a good start to a date. I put the car in gear and started off, driving carefully with both hands on the wheel. Within half a block, I felt her put her hand on my thigh halfway up. She rubbed it back and forth a bit and then coyly said, "That doesn't bother you, does it? I don't want to distract you from your driving." I gulped a bit and said, "No, no bother. I like it." She giggled and replied, "I bet you do!" This girl was going to drive me wild.

We drove the few blocks to Smitty's Drive In, where we all hung out. I pulled in and stopped and the car hop came over for our orders. As I turned to talk to her, I felt Karen's hand moving further up my thigh almost to my crotch. The car hop left, so I put my right arm around Karen's shoulders. She snuggled closer to me and I felt her turn her body slightly so her tit was rubbing against my side. 

"All our friends are here to see us, Mike. We have to be sure to have a nice talk with them." As she said that, I saw Joe and Gary walking toward us. They leaned into the window and smiled at Karen and then gave me knowing grins. Joe had dated Karen, and I know Gary had heard tales.

"Hi, Mike. Hi, Karen," said Gary.

"Hi, guys," I replied.

Karen leaned toward the window. I was sure that the guys were getting a good look down her blouse, and also noticing her hand at the top of my thigh. "You guys got dates tonight?" she asked.

"Sure," said Gary. "Linda and I are still together."

"And I have a date with Charlotte," said Joe.

Karen laughed at that. "Wow, the two girls in our class with the biggest tits. Are you sure you guys don't have your hands full tonight?" There she was with the teasing again. Both guys laughed and Gary stuck a hand out and wiggled the fingers.

Irrepressibly, Karen went on, "Well, just remember, anything over a mouthful is wasted!" She thrust out her enticing tits in that thin blouse and we all laughed. Of course, the guys said that to each other all the time, but I had never heard a girl venture into that territory before. My thoughts for this evening kept expanding.

We continued to banter with my friends. As we did, I could feel Karen's hand creeping further up my thigh, right into my crotch. I sort of put my arm into the window hoping the guys were not seeing what I was feeling. Of course I was as hard as a rock right now, and Karen started to softy rub the front of my jeans. I found myself babbling responses to the guys as my mind could not go anywhere but to my stiff dick.

Then I heard Karen say, "It's really hard, isn't it, Mike?" 

I couldn't believe she said that so I only responded with, "What?"

"It's really hard to believe that in a couple of weeks we will all be off at different colleges with new friends, isn't it?" she said. 

"Oh, yes," I stammered, and looking at her dancing eyes realized that she had managed to tease me again. 

Joe and Gary both gave me knowing looks, and Joe said, "Well, since it is so hard we had better leave you two alone." The guys walked off chuckling.

Karen took the opportunity to lean into me and give me a quick brushing kiss, just letting her lips move over mine. Then she sat back down, leaning toward me so her tit pushed against my chest a bit. Her hand was still resting on my cock, but not moving now. This girl was one of the finest cockteasers I had ever run into!

"Where shall we go?" I asked.

"We don't need to go anyplace. My folks went to the Elks Club party tonight. They won't be home til very late. Why don't you come at my house? I mean, come TO my house," she invited. The thought that what she said first was a real invitation, and not just a tease, hit my mind. I didn't need any urging. We drove back to her house, and on the way I let my arm around her shoulders creep down until my hand was resting on her boob. Her hand continued to rub my crotch, and I was finding it very hard to concentrate on my driving. I was glad when we reached her house.

Again I gallantly opened the door for her, keeping an eye on that miniskirt as I did. She stuck one leg out of the car, letting the skirt ride up so the thin white cloth over her pussy was exposed. As she hesitated a minute, her eyes met mine and sparkled. She swung the other leg out and said, "I have to be careful in this little skirt. But you didn't see anything important, did you, Mike?"

I tried to think of something to say. "Just looking you in the eyes is important to me, Karen," I tried. 

She laughed at that, and standing up and leaning into me so her boobs pressed my chest, she lightly caressed my cheek. "I like you," she said. "You really are a dear. Well, you will soon see what is important." Again with the teasing hints. I was looking forward to this.

As we entered her living room I couldn't wait any longer. I took her in my arms and pressed close to her and greedily kissed those red lips. I could feel her tits pressing my chest and she rubbed them back and forth a bit. I reached my hand down to her ass to press her into my crotch, but she grabbed that hand and pulled away from me. 

"Oh, my, this nice boy suddenly becomes all hands." she protested. "Don't be in such a hurry. I want you to know that I am in charge here!"

I tried for a minute to figure out what that meant. Were my high hopes for the evening going to come to nothing, after all?

"Now you just be a good boy and sit down on the couch. Remember that I am going to show you what is important here?" Puzzled, I agreed and took a comfortable seat.

"This is going to be an evening to remember after we both go away to college," she said. "But you will only enjoy it if you do what I say, you see?"

I didn't quite see, but I thought it was best to agree.

"Put your hands on the couch, and spread out your legs," she ordered me. 

She put her hands on my thighs to show me how she wanted me positioned. I was leaning back on the cushions slightly, and my crotch was pulled out toward her as she stood between my legs. With her hands still on my thighs she leaned in toward me. Those two unbuttoned buttons gapped slightly and I got a good look at the pink mounds spilling out of her bra. Her lips brushed mine lightly. I returned the kiss. It continued, and I felt her tongue come out to brush my lips. I returned the tongue action just a bit. I was really starting to heat up, and I raised my hands off the couch and took her shoulders.

"Ah, ah!" she said. She pulled back from me and stood up straight. "Did I tell you to touch anything? Remember I am in charge here. Put your hands back on the couch!"

She had a big grin on her face as she said this, so I realized she was not mad, but still teasing. I started to understand her game now, so I obediently put my hands down. She swayed forward between my legs again. This time one of her legs pressed against my crotch as she leaned in to kiss me. Brushing lips, then touching tongues, but she did not let me thrust my tongue into her mouth. Instead she pulled back again.

"Remember these big buttons, Mike? They are so easy to open." She fingered the third button on her blouse, and then popped it open. Slowly she pulled the neck of the blouse open and most of her lacy white bra was visible, pushing her tits up beautifully. She danced in between my legs again and leaned forward so I got the whole show. One hand went down to caress my crotch. She put her lips to my ear and whispered to me, "Can't you undo the next one?"

I was delighted to get permission to participate. I brought my hands up and indeed found it easy to open the next to the last button. Those lace covered boobs were now almost fully on display, and naturally my hands reached out for them. I touched the lace on the bra lightly.

"No, no!" Karen laughed, and once again moved away from me. She stood there with her blouse almost totally open and her boobs peeking through the lace. She put her hands on her hips and threw back her shoulders, but she said, "It isn't touching time...yet!"

This was definitely cockteasing at its best now. My hard rod was throbbing inside my jeans. She looked down at it and laughingly said, "Is it really that hard – to think of leaving here?" 

The only answer I could think of was to say, "Yes, it is really hard!" Then I wiggled my hips a bit, rubbing my stiff cock against my pants slightly. Karen laughed at that.

Once again she moved in between my legs, and dropped down to her knees. Her blouse opened a bit more and she put both hands on my dick through my pants. She rubbed up and down several times. "Girls are lucky that it is so easy to control a boy," she commented. "I just rub here and you will do whatever I say, won't you?"

I gave a soft moan and nodded my head. Karen stood up again. She unbuttoned the last button on her blouse so it opened fully showing her boobs in that lace bra. "Take this corner," she said, holding out a bottom corner to me. Then she spun away and shrugged the blouse off her shoulders, leaving me holding it by one corner and her back toward me. The white strap of the bra crossed her bare back, and the red miniskirt caressed her ass. It barely covered her, and below it her long bare legs were spread a bit. She put her hands on her hips and bent slightly forward so the cheeks of her ass were tantalizingly visible with only the lacy white cloth of her panties covering them. She waggled her butt and gave a soft laugh.

She backed toward me and sat down in my lap. She adjusted her miniskirt carefully so it rode up a bit and left the lace covered cheeks of her ass right on my cock, which twitched on contact. "What is that?" she giggled. "Do you have a mouse in your pocket?" She rubbed her butt back and forth slowly, then reached down and took both hands and brought them up to her tits. "Do they feel like more than a mouthful, Mike?" she taunted. I could feel her nipples hard under the lace, and rolled them between my fingers. She moaned slightly and writhed in my lap. My cock was getting hotter and hotter.

I continued rubbing her boobs, and pulled her back into me so that my cock rubbed the crack between her lace covered ass cheeks. I thrust up toward her and she wiggled her butt enough to drive me wild again. I put my head down and kissed her neck hungrily, squeezing her nipples as I did so. She moaned slightly again.

Then she pulled my hands off her boobs and danced away again. Still with her back to me she unzipped the miniskirt and let it fall. The moons of her ass gazed at me under their covering of lace. She twitched her hips forward and clenched the cheeks several times. Then she turned toward me and repeated the bump and grind movement. My eyes were fastened on the mound of her pussy with only a light lacy covering of her panties. I could see a spot of dampness starting on it and realized that teasing me was the way she turned herself on.

Her eyes laughed as she danced toward me again. This time she straddled one of my legs, and planted her pussy right on my thigh. Her leg rubbed against my cock and she put her arms around me and pulled my face into her cleavage. She wiggled her boobs back and forth across my face, and then leaned down and began to kiss me. This time her tongue was busy and probed into my mouth right away. She pressed against me, rubbing me all over and letting her tongue dance in my mouth. Once again, my hands came up off the couch and reached for her ass to pull it in toward me.

But as soon as my hands touched her, she pulled away again. She moved several feet back and stood there in only her lacy bra and panties. "Naughty, naughty!" she said. "I still didn't say you could touch, did I?"

I groaned and shook my head. I had expected an evening of teasing but this girl was really keeping me on the edge.

Once again her eyes danced with glee. Then staring me in the eyes, she put her hands behind her back and undid her bra. Still with that mischievous grin she put an arm across her boobs, and then pulled the bra straps down one by one. Slowly she worked the bra out from under her arm and let it fall to the floor. Her tits were peeking out from behind her arm in a delicious way. The other hand came up, and as the arm slid away from one breast the hand cupped it. The other hand moved to the other breast and she stood there dressed only in her panties, but with both tits still held in her hands.

She danced back in between my legs again. Laughing, she quoted a Beatles song, "I Want to Hold Your Hand!" I reached out a hand to her, and she dropped one hand off a boob and took mine, holding it between us. Her tit was perfect, not large and drooping but beautifully round and perky, with a pink nipple standing erect and pointing slightly upward. I gave a little gasp and she squeezed my hand.

"Will you hold my other hand, too?" she asked with a grin. Of course I was all too willing to do so. I reached up my other hand, but she dropped the one she was holding and placed her hand back on her boob, then extended the other hand to me. Now I was still looking at only one boob. Karen laughed at that. Then quickly she began swapping hands, turning her chest so first one naked nipple and then the other was thrust toward me.

"Pick one, Mike! Pick one! Which do you like best?" she demanded.

I was befuddled and speechless. They were both such beautiful things that I had no intention of choosing between them.

But she continued, "Quickly, Mike, which one?"

I pointed a finger to her quivering right boob just as she uncovered it. Instantly she swarmed into my crotch, pressing herself against my dick and thrust the right boob up to my mouth. She rubbed the nipple back and forth against my lips a couple of times before I had the sense to open them and suck it into my mouth. She gasped a little as I did, and pressed closely into me.

I rolled the nipple around on my tongue, then opened my mouth a bit more and sucked in as much of her tit as my mouth would hold. She giggled again and said a bit breathlessly, "You see, I told you it was more than a a mouthful!"

This girl continued to amaze me with her teasing. Most of the sex I had gotten in high school had been the typical groping in the back seat, and was conducted in strained silence. I was getting a big kick out of Karen's sense of humor, and it was definitely turning me on!

Soon she pulled that tit out of my mouth and pressed the other one against my lips. As I rolled that nipple around with my tongue I felt her hands unbuttoning my shirt. She pushed my shirt off my shoulders and slid down so that her naked boobs were rubbing against my chest, and her lips again met mine. Her tongue pushed into my mouth. By now my cock was twitching wildly, but I was mindful of her methods, and was sure to keep my hands flat on the couch so she would not pull away.

She began to work downward with her kisses, first on my neck, then my shoulders, and then caressing my nipples with her tongue. Down she went, and her boobs rubbed across my stomach. As her probing tongue tickled my nipple her soft breasts were in my crotch. I strained upward against them but after a couple of rubs she backed off again and stood up.

Naked but for her panties, she once again gave me that laughing look. One finger came out, and traced up and down the fly of my jeans. "It is so funny," she murmured. "Why do you suppose it is called the fly? Shall we see what flies out of it?" Gently she rubbed, tantalizing my stiff cock with that one finger. Then she went to the button of my jeans and opened it, and worked the zipper slowly down. My cock pressed hard against my white briefs and throbbed in front of her eyes.


Hot Missouri Summer Ch. 01



She laughed again. "It is trying to fly, isn't it, Mike? I bet I can make it do that some more." She slid my pants down off my legs and dropped them on the floor. Then she pressed her body into mine, her boobs on my chest and her pussy against my cock. Rubbing back and forth gently, she again slid down my body, her boobs gliding over my stomach and down to surround my cock in the briefs. She continued going down, and rubbed her cheeks against my cock and then teasingly took it in her teeth through the fabric and gave it a little shake. All this time I kept my hands on the couch as if they were tied there.

She pulled the waistband of my underwear down just enough so that the tip of my cock peeped out. She licked one finger and ran it lightly around in a circle over the head. I was so hot by now that of course this caused my cock to jerk at her touch. She giggled and did it again, and then once more. "See how I can make it dance? It does what I want it to, doesn't it, Mike?"

I groaned slightly and nodded my head with clenched teeth. She then went ahead and pulled my briefs all the way down so my cock stood up free. Licking her finger once more, she sat there playing with it. Stroke, twitch. Stroke, twitch. She laughed each time it jumped for her. "It is just my little puppet, you see." This teasing was driving me wild. I groaned and wiggled my hips.

Then she stood up again, right between my legs. She turned around and began slowly to lower her panties. First an inch on one side, then an inch on the other, showing more and more smooth skin each time. They slid down so just a bit of her butt crack was showing, then down more so the round moons of her ass started to come in view. She looked over her shoulder and said, "It is a good time for the moon to come out tonight, isn't it?" Again I could just moan and nod. 

My throbbing cock was begging for attention. Since her back was to me, I tried moving one hand to clutch it and give it a rub. But I only went up and down twice before she caught some movement. 

Whirling around, she said, "Oh, no, you don't! I am the only one who gets to touch that, and just when I want to!" My cock throbbed so hard and yearned for stroking, but I hoped that past the teasing would come more. So I dropped my hand back to the couch, and my cock stood up hard and strained toward her.

She was facing me now so she went on with the show with her panties. Again they inched down, and soon a faint line of her red pussy hair showed above them. Still she eased them down. Next her pubic mound was visible, with its light covering of curly red hair. Now she bent forward and her tits swung down in that awkward but beautiful way they have. Her panties fell to the floor and she lifted one leg at a time to step out of them.

Slowly rising up, she ran one hand up each leg to caress her white thighs and then pass lightly over her pussy. On their way up they moved until they rubbed her boobs and she squeezed her nipples. She threw back her head and moaned lightly. Then she put one hand back on her pussy and began to rub it up and down.

"Up and down it rubs, up and down, up and down. That feels sooooo good. Up and down, up and down. Can't you practically feel it yourself?"

Oh, yes, I was practically feeling it myself. My mind was on that stroke, up and down, and my cock was crying out for it. I twisted in the chair but that brought no relief. Karen's eyes were laughing at me again. Slowly she approached between my legs. She knelt down again and reached out a hand to my cock. I strained to her and my cock danced for her. But she laughed and pulled back her hand. I moaned. Again she reached out toward me. Her fingers lightly cupped the head of my dick and I jerked into them, but she pulled them back again.

"See how I can control your cock?" she laughed. Again she cupped the head in her fingers. This time I tried to control myself as she rubbed them around lightly. Her fingers were wet with her own juices since she had been working on her pussy so it all felt soft and smooth. She took several long strokes down my dick, drawing me exquisitely close to climax. Just as I was ready to come, as my hips jerked, she clamped her hand around my cock hard with her fingers pressing into it so that my climax was stopped. The feeling of pressure and pain was amazing, hurting and pleasing me at the same time.

She held my dick for some time, and I felt the pressure to come subsiding. Soon she released it and sat between my legs, rubbing her tits and laughing at me. She held her nipples in her hands and pulled on them, then rubbed her fingers around them. "You still haven't touched them, Mike. And you still can't come. But feel how soft they are."

Sighing, I reached out and grabbed her boobs. I pulled her in toward me a little bit and rolled her nipples around. She looked right at me, her eyes glinting. "Rub them, Mike. Shall I rub your cock while you do?" she asked.

"Yes," I moaned, "please."

She returned her fingers to her own wet pussy to get them well lubricated, and again grabbed my cock and began slowly, oh so slowly, to rub it up and down. I felt myself moving back toward the climax I had been denied. My cock twitched in her hand and she giggled. "What does it want, Mike? Shall I kiss it?"

Again I moaned, "Yes, please."

Holding it in one hand, she bent her head down and softly kissed the head of it. Then she looked at me and smiled that sly smile. Again she bent and gave it a gentle kiss, barely touching it with her lips. Each time she kissed my dick, it twitched and my hips jerked toward her. It was fully hard again, and begging for her lips. She opened her lips and just let her tongue tickle the top of it, then ran her tongue gently around the sensitive ridge.

Again she looked up with that sly smile, her eyes twinkling. Now she took the head into her mouth, and began rubbing her hand up and down again. Her tongue gently tickled the opening just at the end of my dick and brought me amazing sensations.

Then finally she took my cock full in her mouth and began to deep throat it. She took it deep, then wiggled her head around with it fully in, then slowly with a twisting motion pulled her head up. Again it went deep and again she pulled her head up until she could tickle the head with her tongue. Once more down and up again and I was right back to the point of climax. I thrust toward her.

Just as I did, she pulled back and let my cock drop out of her mouth. She backed away from me again and I was brought up short just before I could come. She gave that little laugh. "It is mine, all mine," she said. "You can't come until I want you to." 

I moaned again. Everything I had ever heard about cock teasing was done double and more in this girl. I was in ecstasy and in despair at the same time as she had me completely in her control. Slowly I subsided away from my climax once more.

Now she stood up and took a step toward me. She spread her legs out so her dripping pussy in its nest of red hair was right in my face. Slowly she inserted two fingers into it and drew them back out dripping with juice. "Isn't it pretty, Mike? So soft and wet. You really have made me drip with excitement. Are you excited too?" Then she quickly straddled me so that her pussy was hanging directly above my stiff rod. She lowered herself, but did not let me enter her. Up and down the front of my cock she rubbed her wet pussy lips, almost letting me into it each time but then passing by the end of my cock. This was teasing taken to a new level.

I gasped each time she rubbed, and my dick twitched toward her wet pussy. "Oh, Mike, up and down we go. I am getting so excited and I bet you are too. But you better not come! I don't have a condom and don't want that juice inside me." Still she rubbed with those pink lips.

By this time I could hardly talk. But between moans I managed to gasp out, "My pocket!"

"What did you say? You want to come, do you?" she asked as her pussy lips continued rubbing my cock.

"My pocket," I gasped again, and made a weak motion with my hands to where my pants lay on the ground. Karen laughed then. She knew what I meant.

She backed away from me. Seeing those pink pussy lips leave my cock was a big strain. But she walked over to my pants and bent over, shaking her ass at me as she rummaged in the pocket. Laughing she took out my wallet and opened it up. Of course, like every high school boy, I had a condom pressed inside the wallet, there for so long that it had left a round ring in the leather. She held it up in front of me.

"Oh, my, what did I find? How long has that been there, Mike? Hoping to get lucky all this time?" 

My cock still strained toward her even as she made fun of me. She walked back and slowly tore open the foil packet. She took the condom out and looked at it. "What a strange balloon. I wonder if I need to unroll it and blow it up? I have never seen one like this at a party." That sly smile tantalized me, but she was moving so slowly. Finally she knelt between my knees again. "Maybe it is candy?" she teased. She opened those red lips and gently put the condom in her mouth. I groaned, but then quickly saw her intentions. Holding my cock in one hand, she took it deep in her mouth and as she did skillfully unrolled the condom around it. This was a trick I had never seen before. It was strangely exciting.

Finally she stood back again. Now my cock was wrapped in the rubber, but it was still hard and yearning for release. She giggled and pointed to it, saying, "A dick in a raincoat! Does it want to get wet?"

Again I groaned, "Yes, please!"

She moved slowly to me again and straddled me once more. Now gently she lowered her pussy onto my cock until just the head was inside her. The she drew back up, leaving me gasping again. Gently down, gently up, down again and up again, each time taking me a little deeper into her. She rocked her hips and I thought I would burst with excitement. Now she plunged deep down on me and rotated her hips strongly. I felt my climax building. Once more she moved up along my throbbing cock as I raced to come.

And then she pulled up and off my dick again. 

I couldn't stand it any more. My cock throbbed and my mind wheeled. I was in agony and ecstasy at the same time. I grabbed her hips and heard her laughing again as I thrust back into her, as deep as I could go, and finally reached a climax. It was mind bending, amazing, the hardest I had ever come. As I did I felt the hard contractions of her pussy and knew that she had been as teased as I had, and had reached just as hard an orgasm.

She leaned forward into me, relaxing for a moment. Then she wiggled up off my cock and eyed it with those twinkling eyes. "Oh, my," she said, "I am so glad I decided to let you come." Spent, I nodded in agreement. "But," she went on, "what happened to my pretty toy?" She ran a finger along my deflating cock and frowned. "It does not dance for me any more." 

"How could she still be teasing?" I thought. She had totally controlled me all evening, worked me to her will and made me her toy. She had laughed at me and embarrassed me. And she had finally brought me to shoot my jizz so hard that I would never forget this climax.

Amazingly, she said, "Hey, I'm thirsty. Let's go back to Smitty's and you can buy me a cherry coke." I didn't believe what she said, but she was putting her clothes on. Slowly I got dressed too, and out to the car we went. She slid into the car, spreading her legs wide, and I saw that she had not put her panties back on. She gave me that dazzling smile and winked one eye.

As I sat in the driver's seat she once again put a hand on my thigh, but this time very softly gave it a squeeze and then withdrew it. I drove the few blocks to Smitty's and pulled into a parking space. Of course everybody recognized my car, and I saw that Gary and Linda were still there. They came over and I rolled down the window.

"Hey," Linda said, "where did you guys go? You were gone almost an hour."

I was shocked to realize that it had been that short a time that the tease had me in her power. I glanced over at her but she was sitting very quietly in the passenger seat with only a faint smile on her lips.

"Oh, I don't think it was that long," she said, "We didn't do much, just fooled around and danced a bit." I knew I went red when she said that to my friends.

"Well," said Gary, "Linda and I have a date to watch the submarine races down at the river," he smirked.

"Oh," replied Karen with that sly grin, "They can really go down. The submarines, I mean..."

Linda laughed, and Gary took her arm and drew her away to his convertible. I looked over at Karen, who smirked and put a hand down to her pussy. I shook my head wryly, and then called the car hop over to order two cherry cokes.




Hot Missouri Summer Ch. 02



Chapter 02

An amazing lesson

[With help from volunteer editor LaRacasse. His suggestions are always right on track and very useful.] 

It was the summer after High School graduation so long ago. I had just turned 18 and I had my college acceptance and a nice scholarship in my pocket. The girl I dated all senior year had tearfully told me she was going to a college hundreds of miles away. We had sadly agreed we couldn't hope to make a long distance relationship work and had given each other freedom. I planned to take advantage of mine this last hot Missouri summer before I left for college in California.

Things got off to a good start, as I told in Chapter One. I made a date with Karen, who had a reputation as the biggest cockteaser in our class, and it really turned out to be true. When she finally let me come after teasing me all evening, it was an experience to remember. She rarely dated the same guy twice, so I figured I needed to look for another idea. 

My buddy Gary called me and said, "Hey, want to double date with Linda and me next Saturday?" They had been going steady our whole senior year and I knew Linda well. She was the girl with the biggest tits in the whole senior class, and Gary frequently regaled us by saying, "She hardly gets in the car before I have her bra off. I love knocking those big boobs around and it really turns her on." I figured that double dating with them I might be able to count on Linda to set an example for my girl.

After some thought, I made a date with Kathy. She had actually been my debate partner when we won the county championship. I had often been so distracted gazing at her ass while she spoke that I lost the train of the argument. She had been dating some college guy and I had been going steady with Mary so we never had a chance to go out. Her guy had dumped her and she told every girl in the class about it. Naturally the guys heard it too, so I figured she was available. She really didn't have a reputation with the seniors, and I didn't quite know what to expect.

On Saturday, Gary picked me up in his 57 Chevy convertible with the top down. We both had our shades on and we really thought we looked cool. First we picked up Linda. Like all the girls that summer she was wearing a buttoned cotton top and a miniskirt. I thought that her tits were going to pop a few buttons off that top. She slid into the car and right over against Gary. I saw her big knockers rub his chest as she gave him a welcoming kiss. We drove off and right away Gary's arm went around her shoulders and his hand dropped casually to her boob.

Then we arrived at Kathy's house, and I hopped out of the car to go to her door. She opened the door and I took a good look. She was short, with short cut black hair, a cute smile and bright red lipstick that really brought attention to her lips. Like Linda she had on a button top and a miniskirt. Her boobs were nowhere near as big as Linda's but they were nicely shaped under her blouse. Like a gentleman I opened the back seat door for her and she slid in, keeping her knees carefully together so I didn't get any show.

I went around the car and got in. Kathy slid over to sit right next to me, and I felt her hip and thigh press against mine. This was a good start to the evening. I put my arm around her and pulled her in to me a little. We headed off to Smitty's Drive In where the crowd all hung out.

As Gary's convertible pulled into the parking lot, everybody recognized it right away. We got a lot of waves, and a couple of inquisitive looks at me in the back seat with Kathy instead of Mary. Even as we sipped our sodas, I could see Gary's hand roving over Linda's tits. I knew Kathy could see it too.

When we finished the sodas and waved to all the gang, Gary started the car and Kathy asked, "Where are we going?"

Linda chuckled and said, "Have you ever been to The Cave, Kathy?"

Again Kathy looked puzzled and said, "No, what is that?"

Linda said, "I thought all the girls had heard about Gary's Cave! His parents let him make over the basement into his own private spot and he has really fixed it up. All kinds of things go on there." She gave that throaty chuckle again at that.

So we drove to Gary's house, and he pulled the convertible to the end of the driveway and we went down some concrete steps to the outside door of the basement. We stepped in and Gary waved his hand around. Of course I had been here many times and heard many stories from Gary about its usefulness. He had a couple of couches and a couple of easy chairs, a small refrigerator, and some lamps that had blue bulbs in them. It really was a cozy place and I hoped Kathy got the idea.

Linda and Gary went right to one of the couches, and Linda motioned to the other one and said, "Make yourselves comfortable." Then she turned and gave Gary a deep kiss. The couches faced each other, so I could see their tongues working and was already starting to get turned on. I looked at Kathy, hoping she was too.

Kathy and I sat down on the couch and I put my arm around her shoulders. She did not lean into me, but didn't pull away either. Linda and Gary were already making out hard and I knew Kathy was watching them. I leaned over and gave her a kiss, and after a second felt her respond. I took her other shoulder and pulled her in to me until her boobs were just barely rubbing my chest. After a few minutes of kissing I tried a little tongue action. She let me part her lips a bit but didn't respond in kind. 

I thought I heard that low throaty chuckle from the other couch and stole a look over there. I caught Linda's eye but she quickly turned all her attention to Gary again. His hand was roaming on one of those big melons and her head was thrown back while he kissed her neck.

I moved my hand to Kathy's back and pulled her in closer to me. Her tits pressed up against my chest and I rubbed back and forth lightly, while I got my tongue inside her mouth. This time she responded, so we did some deep kissing. On the other couch I could see Gary's hands working on Linda's big boobs. I figured it was worth a try so I let my hand slide down over Kathy's blouse to her boob and just lightly stroked it. She moved slightly under my touch and I could see that she was enjoying this. Of course, me, I was getting as hard as a rock.

I moved my hand over and stroked the other tit for a while, while still working my tongue in her mouth. I kept rubbing that soft round tit. Even through two layers of cloth I could feel the nipple harden. She threw her head back and moaned slightly. Looking over to the other couple I could see that Linda's eyes were on us now. Gary had opened her blouse and her deep cleavage was showing over her bra, that is when I could see it without Gary's hand on it.

I could feel Kathy turn her head and look over that way too. Mentally I thought, "OK, Gary, lead the way." I moved my hand to the buttons of her blouse, maneuvering so my arm was still across her tit and rubbing it. At the same time I made a deep assault on her mouth. I got three buttons unbuttoned and then moved my hand to her other tit. Sneaking a glance across the room I saw my friend kissing Linda's neck and chest down to her bra. That looked like a good idea so I followed suit. Kathy threw her head back again and moaned, and again I thought I heard Linda chuckle lightly.

So I went ahead and let my hand move inside her blouse to caress the silky fabric of her bra and the nipple through it. Again she moved against my hand a bit and her hand on my thigh crept upward toward my crotch. I was extremely hard and straining against my pants. This was about as far as I had ever gotten with my steady girl, and I was beginning to enter unknown territory. In my adventurous date with Karen the cockteaser she had taken care of it all. I looked over to my friend to see how he was doing.

Gary had Linda's bra unhooked now, and I saw his hand roaming over her knocker in circles under the loose bra. She was obviously reacting as her hips jerked upward toward him. Their lips were locked and I knew there was some deep kissing going on. Once again I thought, "Master Gary, show me how!" One night in this very Cave he taught me to unhook a bra fastened around a chair back. Would I remember the skill now?

I pushed my tongue deep into Kathy's mouth and put one hand on her tit and squeezed the nipple. At the same time I let the other hand go under her blouse to her back, and felt for the clasp of her bra. I wrapped my fingers around it and tried to open it with one flip, but couldn't work the clasp. Kathy felt that, and pulled back from me and grabbed my hand. She sat there looking at me, and holding that hand by the wrist. It was a bit awkward, but not as awkward as it became when we both heard Linda's throaty chuckle again. This time I glanced over there and saw that both she and Gary were sitting up on the couch looking at Kathy and me. They had big grins on their faces.

Kathy had noticed them too. She pulled away from me and looked over at the pair on the other couch. "What," she said, "are you two laughing at?"

Linda looked at Gary and brushed his blonde hair back. Gary looked at Linda and put his hand on her thigh. Then Linda said, "It is just that this is our summer to enjoy, and you two kids are so good for each other, and you are so bad at showing it. You look like a couple of eighth graders over there!"

Kathy tossed her head and said, "So what makes you two the experts?"

Gary and Linda both laughed at that. They looked at each other and seemed to come to a meeting of the minds. Linda gave Gary a push off the couch and said, "Come over here, Kathy. I need to have a private talk with you." She buttoned up a couple of buttons on her blouse as she said that.

Kathy looked at me. I was not quite sure what was going on, but I shrugged my shoulders. It didn't seem to me that I could lose what ever direction things went from here. Kathy shrugged back, removed my arm from her shoulder, buttoned her blouse and went over to sit by Linda.

Gary gave me a wink and jerked his head toward the far corner of the room. I went over there with him, and started off, "What the heck is going on here? I just about had her bra off and you two laughed at us!"

Gary nudged me in the ribs and said, "Calm down, friend. Linda is going to try to explain about this long hot summer to Kathy, and I am going to try to give you a few hints. What did you do with Mary all last year?"

I sort of blushed. All through senior year the guys had told stories about their sexual adventures, and I had mostly kept quiet, only referring now and then to "watching the submarine races" with Mary, or taking her to the Drive In Theater. Now I told Gary, "That was different. Mary was a good girl and I respected her."

"Yeah, yeah," Gary said, "And all us guys respected you for doing that, even if we snickered behind your back. But now things are different. You only have a little bit of the summer left. And that is exactly what Linda is telling Kathy. If she gets talked into it, Linda and I can really help you guys learn. But you have to agree that I know more than you do and that you will listen to me."

"OK," I said, "I know you aren't called Joe Cocksman for nothing. So tell me what I should do."

Gary laughed and said, "Ah, no, my friend, not now. I mean once things get started. Linda and I will not only give instructions, we plan to demonstrate as we go along."

I looked at him in stunned silence for a moment. I didn't believe what I heard. But then, slowly, it began to percolate around in my mind and I started to see the brilliance of this suggestion. The few times I had doubled dated with Gary before had usually ended with me looking sideways at him making out hard with Linda while I was getting nothing but closed lip kisses. I had tried to figure out his technique but without much luck. Now I had the chance for first hand training from the expert. All that was required was for Linda to convince Kathy.

Gary and I got sodas out of the fridge and tried to pretend we were not watching the two girls, huddled together on the couch. There were occasional giggles, and also occasional gasps, and I was not sure what that meant. Finally, Linda got up and came over to whisper to Gary. He gave a big grin and said, "OK, it is all set then."

We went back to the couches. Gary sat down next to Linda, and for once didn't put his hands on her knockers right away. Instead both of them looked at Kathy and me with serious expressions. Kathy came and sat on the couch next to me, but with a space of about two inches between us. She really didn't look at me, but fixed her gaze on the other couple.

Linda started it. "You know, this summer is coming to an end, and it is time for us to have all the fun we can. I think that Gary and I have the right to say that we have a lot to teach you on that subject. You both agree to let us do that, and to follow our directions to the letter?"

I said, "Absolutely!" Then I looked over at Kathy for her reaction. She stared right at Linda, and then gave a little nod. My hopes for this evening were really looking up, even if I was going to have to be a student.

"Now I want both of you to know," Linda said, "that we don't think the time is right for you to go all the way. We are going to show you how to enjoy the evening and get satisfaction anyhow. Is that all right?"

Kathy said, "Yes, that is what I agreed to." I nodded my head figuring anything I got was worth while.

"OK," Linda said. "Do you guys remember where you were?"

I laughed and said, "Of course."

"Then assume the position," Linda directed. I took Kathy in my arms again, gave her a deep kiss, and unbuttoned the three buttons she had buttoned up. I put my hand on her boob and squeezed enough to feel the nipple start to harden. Gary did the same with Linda.

"About here, I think," I said to Gary out of the side of my mouth.

"Very good," he said. "Work on that a little bit. Feel the nipple and rub it."

"And pay attention to what your tits feel, Kathy," was Linda's advice. I continued rubbing her tit through the bra,and let my hand roll over the nipple. We were deep kissing all the time and I felt her beginning to press her tit up to my hand and work her hips just a little.

"Now let your tongue probe deep, and your hand goes around her back again," was the next command from Gary. "Remember you found the bra clasp. I know I taught you how to undo those with one hand right here in this Cave. So go to it." With great skill he quickly popped Linda's clasp and I could see the fabric over her tits loosen as it was released. Far less adeptly I groped under Kathy's blouse,found the clasp and after three tries got it open.

Linda giggled and said, "Kathy, now you know things are serious. Lots of girls would stop it here. But remember this is our summer for fun. You should be getting excited, just thinking that his hand is coming to your naked boob."

Kathy had her tongue deep in my mouth as my hand caressed her naked back. But she nodded slightly and made a little sound of assent to Linda's remarks. I really wanted to grab her tits but waited for my mentor's instructions.

"Don't get grabby now, Mike," he said, "go slowly and you will both enjoy the anticipation. Let your hand creep around her side." I did that. "Now slowly bring it UNDER her breast. Just cup it lightly." I saw his hand just caress the bottom of Linda's boob gently. I tried to maintain self control as I did that, and I felt Kathy react as her soft mound entered my hand. "Go on up the boob. Spread out your thumb and fingers so they surround the nipple but don't touch it." This was so hard. And I was so hard. The nipple was just up there and I was anxious to grab it. But Gary knew what he was doing and I felt the anticipation building.

"Oh my gosh," said Linda. "It is tantalizing now. Resist the urge to pull his hand up right to that stiff nip, Kathy. Let it build." Kathy was probing deep in my mouth now and without instruction letting her hand on my thigh reach up to right below my balls. I knew she was being as turned on as I was. Our instructors really were good!

"Now," said Gary, "tease her, tease her. Take your hand off her tit and let your palm brush the nipple, lightly, ever so lightly." His hand flicked over Linda's nipples and she gave a little gasp. I followed suit, and felt the nipple delightfully hard under the light brush of my palm. Kathy tensed as she felt it.

"Your turn to let him know how much you like it," Linda said. She arched her back and pressed her big boob into Gary's rubbing hand. "Feel the pressure on your nipple and let it excite you." Kathy did as she was told. I felt her nipple press into my palm, and cupped my hand around her boob and rotated it to rub the nipple under it. She put her head back and moaned again. "Now your other nip is crying for attention," Linda went on. She turned toward Gary and his hand moved to that other beautiful big boob. Linda moaned for a moment and then went on to Kathy, "Do this carefully. You have to take your hand off his thigh so you can turn to face him more, and pull his other hand up to your other tit. Then put your other hand back on his thigh, only higher."

Kathy tried to focus and slowly followed those directions. She turned until both her naked boobs were just in my reach, and pulled my hand up so I was rubbing both tits. The nipples were reacting to my touch and were very hard. She threw her head back and closed her eyes as I nibbled on her neck.

Then Kathy's hand went back, not to my thigh but right into my crotch, over the zipper on my jeans. She had anticipated Linda's next instruction. "By now your guy has to be hard as a rock. Try rubbing it a little bit." Her hand was working hard on Gary's stiff cock through his pants. Kathy started to move her hand and my cock throbbed as I thrust my hips up to meet it. Now I was the one to give a little groan. "I know your nipples are hungry for his lips. Pull his head down just a little and he will get the idea." She only had to touch Gary's head before he started sucking her nipple avidly. Linda moaned again and threw back her head to enjoy it.

Kathy put her hand on the back of my head, and I needed no more encouragement. Eagerly my lips sought her nipples and lightly kissed each one in turn. Gary raised his head from his work long enough to say, "Remember to keep your lips over your teeth. Biting is not for now. Take the nipple in your mouth and roll it on your tongue." He returned to Linda's nipples and her closed eyes and low murmurs showed how he was doing it well. I let Kathy's nipple slip into my mouth, and tried rotating it with my tongue. I certainly was enjoying that, and Kathy wiggled her tit into my mouth further to show that she was too.

"Now the other one is crying for attention," said Linda. Gary switched nipples on her boobs, and I did the same. Kathy shifted her chest so that I could pull her nipple into my mouth and suck hard, then roll it around my tongue. It tasted so good, and my cock was throbbing now.

"OK, she is liking that on her tits," Gary said. "Now while you keep that up, let your hand slide up her thigh under her skirt." I put my hand on Kathy's thigh and felt her tense just a bit.

Even though Gary's hand was now working under her skirt and making her hips wiggle, Linda saw it too. "Relax and feel his hand on your smooth skin, Kathy. Let the feeling flow over you."

Kathy did as she was told. She spread her legs a bit so my hand could work more freely, and I stroked that soft flesh gently while still nibbling on her tits. Linda's big ones were well displayed on the other couch, but even though Kathy's were smaller they were delicious and tantalizing. Gary and I had laughed many times when he said, "All of it over a mouthful is wasted anyhow." Now I was learning what that truly meant.




Hot Missouri Summer Ch. 02



"Go ahead now, girl, and unbutton his shirt," was Linda's next instruction. Kathy did it, and let her hand roam over my bare chest and tickle my nipples. Linda pressed her fulsome boobs into Gary's naked chest, and said, "Rub your nipples on his bare chest. You will both enjoy it."

Kathy threw my shirt wide open and put her arms around my neck as we made our tongues dance furiously. She did press her naked boobs up against my naked chest, and it was truly said that we would both enjoy it. My hand was still resting on her thigh and I moved it slowly in circles. It was very strange to be doing this, and stranger still to listen to instructions as we did it. But I had to admit it was working. There was no question that I was turned on and she was too.

Gary's hand under Linda's skirt made her moan lightly. She leaned back on the couch and spread her legs a bit to make it easier for him to get his hand between them. She moaned and her hips came up to meet his hand. Then she put her hand on his wrist and stopped him for a bit, so she could gather herself to talk. "Now it is really getting good. You have to encourage that guy, Kathy. Spread your legs a little bit, lean your head back and let him know you appreciate it."

Again, Kathy seemed to hesitate just a second, but then she looked carefully at Linda deriving such enjoyment from her boyfriend's hand. She lay back just a bit, thrust her hips forward and spread her legs. I turned so my cock pressed up against her thigh, but I was so excited that I moved carefully to keep from ending the evening early. I stroked the smooth skin of her thigh and let my hand creep up toward her crotch.

Now Linda was truly moaning and jerking her hips to Gary's hand. So Gary took up the lesson. "The skin of the inner thighs is very sensitive. Brush it lightly, and go on up to the fabric of her panties." His hand worked busily and Linda's skirt was so high up that I could see him rubbing the wet spot on her panties.

I slid my hand gently over those smooth thighs, and felt the soft fabric covering her pussy. This too had a damp spot on it and I sought that spot out, brushing it lightly with one finger. She was lying back on the couch and moaning slightly, and as I touched her pussy through the fabric she pressed her hips upward into my hand. Now I wasn't waiting for instructions but kept my hand moving, feeling the wet slit under it. 

Linda cried out, "Yes, oh yes!" Then she gained a bit of control and said to us, "Feel for the hard little bump. Gary has found mine and it feels soooo good." Then she moaned again. 

Gary continued to work his hand. "Find the little hard bump at the top of her slit. It has to be stroked so gently. Roll it around in a circle." From Linda's reaction, we knew he was doing it as he spoke.

I ran a finger up the path of the wet slit, and there at the top found the hard bump. I began to work it around gently and Kathy moaned and thrust toward me. I still had my tongue deep in her mouth and one hand on a naked tit so she was getting triple stimulation. Her hand was on my crotch but she seemed to have forgotten it. I kept working on her pussy. I was now getting turned on even more by turning her on.

"Go under the panties now," Linda said between gasps. I was not sure if that was a direction to Gary or to me, but I went ahead and did it. Pushing aside the thin fabric, I slid a finger onto her wet slit, bordered with a slight fuzz of pubic hair. I rubbed down to the bottom, then back to the top and the hard bump of her clit. I was on autopilot now without many instructions as Gary was busy on his own adventure.

Deep kisses, tongues rolling around, squeezing that pretty boob and rolling the nipple in my fingers, working my other hand under her panties and up and down the dripping pussy all stimulated her hard. My cock was stiff under her hand and even without her remembering to stroke it I was coming to a peak.

"OK," said Gary, "you have got her straining to come now. Time to put your tongue to work down there." He plunged his head between Linda's legs and I could see him pull the lips of her pussy open and begin licking hard. This was really new territory for me, but I pulled Kathy's legs open wider and took a good look at her pink pussy, covered with juice and framed by that dark hair, with her panties pulled off of it. The inner lips were swollen and her clit stood up as a little pink bump. It was radiating pheromone smells that were guiding me in to it like a bee to a flower.

Very lightly I licked her clit with my tongue. She moaned and her hips twitched. I was happy to be giving her so much pleasure, and even though I was now getting no direct stimulation I was still turned on.

Gary caught a breath and said, "Up and down the lips, round and round the clit. Keep it going until she gasps." Then he dove back into Linda's crotch. He put his hands under her ass to pull her pussy in to his mouth. I followed suit, grabbing Kathy's soft ass cheeks with both hands as I pressed my tongue against her pussy.

Linda moaned, and then gasped out, "Round and round, faster now." I took that as an instruction to me and increased the pace of my tongue on my girl's clit. In just a few minutes I head Linda crying out, "Oh, oh, oh!"

Kathy clutched my hair and pulled me harder against her pussy. I clenched my hands on her ass and pushed it up. My tongue worked furiously and very quickly she gasped and gave a little scream. I could feel her hips pump and her pussy clench as she came.

"Gently now, very gently," came Gary's voice, and I gave that pussy a few short soft licks as she lay back on the seat cushions. Her panting grew slower and soon she sat up and smiled a darling smile at me. I melted inside, but down below I was still hard as a rock and unsatisfied.

Linda pulled herself up on the couch. She looked over at us and said, "You two are good students. Are you happy with your hot summer date, Kathy?"

Kathy nodded her head. Linda continued, "But we can't be selfish. Look at that uprising under his pants, girl. He deserves his pleasure too." She rubbed the front of Gary's pants, and his hips twitched toward her hand.

Kathy looked at me and it was obvious that my cock was straining against my pants too. She reached out and began to rub it as she had before, and my excitement grew and grew.

Linda found the snap of his jeans, and pulled it open. Then she worked the zipper down. "This is much easier than a bra," she chuckled. "It is easy to see and easy to open." Kathy giggled a bit at that and pulled the snap of my pants open, then put a hand on the zipper and pulled down gently, but still tantalizingly. Self consciously I put a hand on my belt to hold them up.

Gary saw that and laughed. "Let 'em drop, guy, let 'em drop. Why do you want to hold them up?" I laughed too and let my pants drop to the floor. Both Gary and I were now standing by the couches in nothing but our briefs. Linda cupped his balls in her hand and said, "Look at this, as hard as an ax handle, girl. We have to take care of that." She knelt down and playfully grabbed Gary's dick in her mouth through the fabric and bit gently.

I thought wildly, "One minute of this and I will come hard." Kathy did as her teacher did, and took my balls in her hand while rubbing her cheek across my cock and then nipping it playfully. She watched as Linda pulled the waistband of Gary's briefs down, and did the same with mine. Both of us had just the tip of our cock sticking out over the underwear.

"Start out gently, just like you did the first time you ever got kissed in fifth grade," Linda advised. She kissed the tip of Gary's cock and it twitched for her. Kathy watched how she did it, and then leaned into me and I felt those soft lips gently caress the tip of my hardon. "Run your tongue around like a French kiss now," Linda continued. I saw her tongue flash out and tickle Gary's cock, and then looked down and watched Kathy do the same to mine. This double show was really exciting. My cock twitched each time her tongue tickled it.

"Hold on, Mike," said my buddy. "Let it build slowly or it will be over too soon." I was sure it was going to be over too soon, but I tried to get some self control back and hold myself on the edge a bit longer. Gary threw his head back and moaned so I was not sure how long he would last either.

"Get your hands on the shaft now, Kathy," said Linda, pulling Gary's briefs all the way down and wrapping a hand around his hard rod. "Then work them up and down while you hold the head of it in your lips." Watching her go down on Gary was almost as exciting as what was happening to me. I felt Kathy's hand surround my cock, and her lips enfold the head of it. Her hands moved up and down as I threw my head back, closed my eyes, and moaned softly. The feel of it was driving me wild.

Then Gary said, "Just a minute," and opened the hand in which he had been clutching something. He handed two foil wrapped packets to Linda. 

She called out, "Catch, Kathy!" and tossed one over our way. It fell on the floor but Kathy reached down a hand and picked it up. She took her lips off my cock, making me groan, and looked at it quizzically. She and I both realized about the same time that it was a wrapped condom. Kathy looked over at Linda, and saw her rolling it down over Gary's hard cock. "Just to make it a bit easier, Kathy, so you don't have to swallow your first time."

I could see Kathy working the implications of that out in her mind. Then she carefully opened the package and rolled the condom down over my cock. It was so sensitive by now that even that action made it jerk. She looked back over at Linda, who gave her a big grin and said, "Now go for it!" Linda grabbed Gary's dick and took it deep in her mouth and began rapidly sucking up and down.

Kathy stared at my hard cock in the rubber for a few seconds, then reached out a hand and grabbed it and took it in her mouth. At first she was tentative, not going much deeper than the head. I closed my eyes, moaned again, and thrust my cock toward her. Each time she stroked it she went a bit deeper into her mouth, until finally she was making long wet strokes almost the entire length of it. My ecstasy was building fast as I could feel her working up and down. Across the way I could see Linda's head going up and down too, and Gary thrusting toward her in perfect rhythm. It was clear that they were very good at this.

Faster and faster her lips on my cock went. Deeper and deeper I pushed each stroke. Her warm wet mouth was beautifully soft on my hardness. She cupped my balls in one hand and squeezed gently. As she stroked toward the end, I heard Gary moan and opened my eyes to see him jerk into Linda's mouth and knew he was coming. This pushed me to the peak of my own excitement.

I put a hand on Kathy's hair and pulled her toward me as I thrust hard into her mouth. My climax boiled over instantly and I could feel my cock jerk against her cheek. I knew she had watched Linda take all Gary gave, and she was gamely doing the same for me. One final spasm released all I had, and I fell back against the cushions exhausted. 

Gary did the same and Linda stood up, chuckling that throaty chuckle. "Lesson over, boys and girls. Now did Gary and Linda show you how to do it right?"

I could only nod my head, but Kathy giggled again and said, "I guess I learned how to enjoy a hot Missouri summer. Thank you, Linda. Maybe we can do it again soon." That sounded very encouraging to me. I was positively enjoying my last high school summer.



Hot Missouri Summer Ch. 03



Chapter. 03

More from the Tease

It was hot that summer in Missouri, after High School graduation. The weather was hot, but I mean that the girls were too. After going steady and being deeply in puppy love all through Senior year, Mary and I tearfully broke up after agreeing that a long distance relationship at colleges hundreds of miles apart would not work. So, as I recounted in Chapters 1 and 2, it was now my summer to explore the wonders of short term dates with a lot of different girls. Karen the cocktease started it out, and then Kathy and I learned a lot.

But this particular evening Gary and I did not have dates. We were just sitting at Smitty's Drive In in his 57 Chevy convertible, watching the girls and talking about them. Pretty soon, I saw Karen the cockteaser coming our way. We had had that one hot date, but she seldom gave a guy a second chance. She strode up to the car, her boobs tantalizing under her tight sweater, and long legs flashing out of her miniskirt. She had some sort of papers in her hand, and she leaned against the passenger door, crossing her arms so the papers were hidden behind them.

"Hi, guys," she exclaimed. "Getting any these days?" That was her banter. She said things we had never heard any other girls say.

I sort of stuttered out a reply. "Nothing like what you are giving out, I bet!" 

She grinned a big grin at that. "I mean, stupid, are you getting anything in the mail to read? Guess what came to my mailbox."

Gary said, "I bet you subscribe to Playgirl, Karen!"

She giggled and said, "Of course I do. But this is something different." She pulled out the papers she was carrying. I saw a blue cover with a line sketch of a naked girl on it, and suddenly I knew what it was. "Did you know that there is a fanzine published in St. Louis called Eroti-Lit? It is for literary erotica stories."

Back in those far off days, fanzines were what a blog is today. Somebody, probably a fat post-teenage guy in his mother's basement, collected writings. Then they were laboriously re-typed onto a mimeograph stencil, a horrible plastic thing that was almost impossible to correct. Pouring a lot of black ink into the machine, and all over his hands, the publisher cranked out copies and stapled them together, and then distributed them to a mailing list. It took dedication and a lack of any real life to do it.

I was familiar with Eroti-Lit. Too familiar. I recognized the cover of the issue Karen was holding, and realized that it contained the story of our date! Of course, I had changed the names, but I knew it was recognizable. I turned beet red as Karen waved it at me.

"There's a very interesting story about a cockteasing girl in here, Mike. Did you know that?" she asked.

I couldn't think of an answer. I just stammered and muttered.

"I like erotic literature," she said, "but so much of it is written from the guy's point of view. Now this fellow tells all about having his cock teased. But what do you think the girl is thinking? I think Eroti-Lit should publish a girl's story, don't you?"

"Sure," I said. "Why not?"

"OK," said Karen, "I will write it! And then you can send it in for me, because I bet the publisher is a creep and I am NOT giving him my return address. Be sure not to get any stains on it when you read it, though."

There she went again. This girl was really a good tease. "OK, no coke stains on your story."

Karen looked a bit distracted. She turned back to me and said, "Come again?" I looked embarrassed and she added, grinning, "I mean, I didn't quite hear that."

The banter continued for a while, and Karen left after promising to get the story to me. A couple of days later, she delivered it to me. So, here it is, just as she wrote it:

**HOW TO TEASE A COCK**

Sure, I know I have a reputation. All the guys in the Senior Class call me Cockteasing Karen. So I guess I have to live up to it, don't I? Now let's face it, with a reputation like that the guys were practically lining up all year to have one date with me. I saw to it that a whole lot of the Seniors had their chance. There were many eighteenth birthday parties that year, including mine, and I made the best of them with a different guy at each party.

But there were a few guys I never hooked up with. One of them was Joe. Joe was what we called a Big Man On Campus. He was easily elected president of the Student Body. He starred on the championship basketball team. He had the romantic lead in the Senior Play. He took Joanne, the most beautiful blonde in the class, to the Prom and of course they were elected King and Queen. He was accepted to an Ivy League college, and his Dad had the money to send him there. He drove around in a great big Oldsmobile, and that summer he was acting pretty proud of himself.

So when Joe called to ask for a date soon after graduation, I accepted immediately. I was looking forward to seeing what I could do with this guy. I was sure I could tease him into a whimpering mass. After all I had done it with every other guy I dated.

I got ready for this date carefully. I started with a long hot shower, letting the water cascade over my naked body. As I dried off I looked at myself in the mirror, and was pretty happy with what I saw. My red hair is a trademark. I think my face is nice, and I use a bright red lipstick to emphasize my lips. My body is slim enough and curved in the right places. My tits aren't the biggest, but they are nice and round and stand up beautifully. The nipples are small and perky, and surrounded with a small dark areola. My stomach is flat, my navel is small and inset, and below it is the mound of silky red hair, just a light covering. Below that I could see my pussy lips just a little bit. Right now they were tightly closed, but I intended to correct that during the evening.

I got out my perfume. The ads said it was full of sexy pheromones and I knew its effect on the boys. A bit behind each ear, and then a dab on the pulse in my neck and a trace down my cleavage, as the magazines advised. After that was my own touch, a small semi circle under each nipple. I wanted to put it on the nipple itself but I had tasted it and decided that was not the way to go. Then I spread my legs and traced a line around the top of my thighs, avoiding my pussy because of that taste thing again. I had plans for later.

I figured a guy like Joe deserved my best, so I got out some new underwear I had just bought. It was soft, smooth and gleamed like satin. I pulled on the panties and saw that they clung to my body. They were skimpy and just covered the essentials. Turning around I could see my ass cheeks and the crack between them nicely outlined. In front, I pulled them up tight so my pussy made a perfect camel toe. I rubbed them a bit and was delighted with the soft feel to my hand. They were going to tease that conceited guy to distraction -- when I finally let him see them!

The came the bra, also soft and silky. I really didn't need any support, so it was more a token than a necessity. It cupped my tits and let my nipples poke through the fabric, just asking to be rubbed. I thought about what Joe would have to do to get his hands on them, and giggled slightly.

Since the bra and panties were black, I put on a white cotton blouse that buttoned up the front. It was thin enough to give a hint of the bra through the cloth, and also let my nipples press against it just a little. I unbuttoned the top two buttons and leaned forward, looking in the mirror. My boobs peeked out in a way I knew was tantalizing and the soft bra fell away slightly, almost down to the nipple but not quite. Just the sight I wanted Joe to see.

A red miniskirt finished the outfit. I had raised the hem 2" over the shortest that I could find in the store. I turned around and admired myself in my double dressing mirrors. I bent over in the miniskirt and saw it was the perfect length, just letting the bottom of my ass cheeks peek out when I did that. Then I sat down on the bed and crossed my legs and saw how my thighs flashed white as the skirt rode up. The last test was to spread my legs, and check out the shot of my black panties clinging to my pussy. It was all delectably teasing, I knew. I was ready for the Big Man On Campus.

The doorbell rang, and I opened the door and posed there a few seconds, my weight on one leg and the other slightly forward, my shoulders back so my tits pressed out. Somebody told me the old Greek nude statues posed that way and I looked it up in the encyclopedia. It took a bit of practice but it really was sexy. I could see Joe taking it all in, top to bottom, so after his eyes ran down my legs and returned to my face I gave him a slow smile.

Then I glided forward and put my arms around his neck, lightly brushing his chest with my boobs, and just touched his lips with mine. He put his hands on my waist but I pulled back. Looking him right in the eyes, I said, "Hi, Joe. Glad to see me?" and as I did, my hand very lightly ran over the front of his pants and immediately dropped away. Just that touch was enough to tell me that he was indeed glad to see me. I saw a shocked expression in his eyes for just a second, and then it turned into a glint.

We walked to his car. He put an arm around my back, his hand coming just under my tit in that amusing way guys have of thinking they are sneaking up. His car was a big Oldsmobile, bought by his rich daddy. He opened the door for me and I slid into the front seat. I made sure to lean forward as my butt touched the seat so he had a good look down my blouse. Then I swung one leg into the car, stretching it out and flashing him a look at my black panties as I hesitated for a second with my legs spread. I saw him taking it in.

"It looks beautiful tonight, doesn't it, Joe?" I asked softly.

He jerked his eyes from my pussy up to my face. "Wh-what?" he stammered.

"It looks like a beautiful night, doesn't it? The weather is perfect and the stars are out." I giggled. "Never let them be sure what you just meant" is my motto. He nodded, and then went around and got in the driver's seat. I was still seated next to the window, with about a yard of that big front seat between us. I could see Joe looking over at me. I hesitated a few seconds, and then slid over right next to him, our hips and thighs touching. He started the car and then put his arm around my shoulders. I turned in to him slightly, so I could feel my tit pressing against his side. I put my hand on his thigh and rubbed up and down a little bit. "Keep your mind on your driving, Joe. Don't let anything distract you," I murmured.

I felt him pull me a bit closer to him, and I moved my chest slightly to rub my boob against him. "Oh, no," he said, "I'm not distracted." I knew that was a big lie, the first but probably not the last he would tell this evening. I worked my hand a bit further up his thigh and squeezed gently.

The first stop on any date in that small Missouri town was Smitty's Drive In. Joe's big blue Oldsmobile was well know, and we got a lot of waves as we drove in. Gary was there in his 57 Chevy convertible, with his steady Linda, the girl with the biggest tits in the Senior class. Mike and Mary, an inseparable couple, were there too. I let my eyes linger briefly on Mike and wondered what might happen if I could get him away from that little girl. Joe pulled into a parking spot and ordered two cherry cokes from the car hop.

Now I felt his hand around my shoulder creep down toward my tit. Guys are so predictable! I turned just a little bit more into him so the other tit was rubbing his chest, and let my hand on his thigh creep up to just below his balls. Naturally this encouraged him, so his hand came right on down and rested lightly on my boob. I giggled inwardly because I had, of course, expected that. I knew exactly what to do. My hand on his thigh moved right up onto his cock, and I felt it throb under my touch. But I kept my hand right on moving, up off his cock over his stomach and then reached across to his hand on my tit. I removed his hand and pulled out from under his arm in one move.

I knew he was sitting there stunned, trying to figure out the mixed message I sent. Of course I had him just where I wanted him. It would not be the last time he was confused tonight. I let my hand drop back to his thigh, resting just under his balls. He sat there for a minute, with his right hand sort of hovering in the air with no place to go. Then, as I knew it would, it came down to rest on my thigh. I had been waiting for that, and once again let my hand on his thigh trail up over his hard dick, but then grabbed his hand that was on my thigh and gave it a squeeze.

I put my lips close to his ear. "Oh, Joe," I breathed, "you want to hold my hand. Just like in fifth grade. How romantic!" I had this guy totally befuddled by now and I was laughing inside at his confusion. While he was trying to think of something to say, Gary and Linda walked over to the car. 

Linda took things in, and said, "Oh, holding hands. How cute!" 

I felt Joe's hand twitch at that. So just then I leaned over toward the window and made sure that Gary got a good look down my blouse. "Well, I don't see Gary holding anything of yours, Linda. How unusual."

Linda laughed. Gary, being a smart ass guy, reached over and squeezed one of her big boobs. She leaned into him and they went into a deep kiss. Since I was already leaning over Joe's lap, I took the opportunity to lower our joined hands onto his stiff cock, while I breathed a kiss into his ear and ran my tongue around it just a little. By the time Gary and Linda surfaced, our hands were back in the air a couple of inches above his thigh. He looked over at me, trying to figure this out. I wiggled a bit so my tit rubbed his chest again and looked innocent.

"Where are you guys going tonight?" Linda asked.

"Oh," I said, "it should be a good night to go down." Again I felt Joe's hand tense. I let go of it and dropped my hand back onto his thigh.

"What?" asked Linda, not sure she had heard me right.

"I think we should all go down the highway to the drive-in theater" I continued. "I want to watch the movie." Joe gazed at me. Of course he knew what I meant.

"Oh," Linda giggled. "Yes, I think it is a good night for the drive-in. See you at the theater!" Then she and Gary ran over to his convertible and jumped in. The guys revved their engines and we were off.

As we pulled out of the parking lot, I snuggled over against Joe to encourage him to put his arm around me again. I put my hand back on his crotch and pulled his hand down onto my tit. The car almost swerved off the road so I figured I had better stop there until we got to the movie. The whole school knew that Gary and Linda had a favorite spot in the back row to park. Joe pulled up not far from it, just far enough away to be private.

As soon as Joe turned off the car, I snuggled over onto his shoulder and moved my hand up to his hip. Of course he recognized the invitation to be kissed. He put his hand on my back and pulled me into him until my boobs pressed up against his chest and let his lips work on mine.

Very gently I stuck my tongue out and brushed it over his lips once. Then right away I closed my lips. I felt him tense up again. So his tongue came out, and found my lips closed. He ran it around a bit but I didn't open my lips. He went back to closed kissing, so I pulled back just a little and stuck my tongue out to lick over his lips. I was working hard to see that the poor guy didn't know what was next.

Tentatively he let his tongue come out to wrestle with mine. I let that go on a few seconds and suddenly sucked it into my mouth as deep as I could. Our tongues locked and I felt my nipples getting hard from the thrill. I rubbed my tits against his chest as we kissed.

Of course, his hand went for my boob. Guys are so predictable. I let him just feel its softness and the hard nipple sticking out of it. Then I grabbed his hand and put it down on my leg. I took his face in both hands and kept him so busy kissing he actually forgot my tits for a few seconds.

That didn't suit me so well. They are one of my best assets and I like to keep a guy's mind, as well as his eyes and his hands, on them all the time. So I pulled my lips away from his and pushed my chest hard against his, at the same time nibbling on his ear. He couldn't miss that, so his hand came up again to fasten on my boob. This time I let him play with it. He found the hard nipple standing up through the fabric and rolled it around. I put my head back and moaned, to let him know I liked that. Then I took his other hand and brought it up to the other one so I got stimulated on both at once. I was really liking this, and my pussy was getting very wet. But it was not time to let him know that yet.

I turned to him so one hand slipped from my tit toward the buttons of my blouse. Guys often need a sort of a hint. He took it, and while he fumbled with my buttons I got my hand busy in his crotch. He couldn't decide whether to concentrate on me rubbing or on opening the buttons, but finally he got it done. My tits were crying for his hands as he pushed inside my blouse up against the smooth soft fabric of my bra. I assaulted his mouth with my tongue again and twisted my tits against his hands. I could feel his cock throbbing through his pants and knew he was getting really worked up.

Pretty soon his hand went around to my bare back and I could feel it looking for the clasp of my bra. All the girls knew that those foolish guys actually had a bra attached to a chair in Gary's basement and practiced opening it with one hand. Joe must have practiced a lot because he popped it open on the first try.

I felt his hand coming back around my bare sides, heading for that now naked tit. It was time to clamp my arms down and trap his hand, while probing deep into his mouth with my tongue. Once again his poor male attention was too separated to figure it out for a moment. So just to keep him befuddled I gave a few good rubs to his cock under his pants. He tried again to get his hand on my tit but I kept it trapped.

Then I raised my arm to set it free. Triumphantly he grabbed my tit and rolled his palm over my nipple. I was burning for the stimulation and I knew it was driving him too. But I had my game to play. After he got in two good squeezes, I pulled away from him. I cast my eyes down and said, "Joe, I think it is time to go back now."

I glanced up to see his face. He looked like a little kid whose ice cream cone fell to the ground. "Go back? Time to go back to Smitty's?" He was crestfallen.

I let him sit there, savoring his sudden deflation. Then I said, "No, of course not! I think it is time to go to the back seat!"

It took him a second to get the full meaning of that, and then his eyes lit up as if the candy machine started spewing out all its contents for one penny. He was out from behind the steering wheel in a second, and soon we were in the back seat of the Olds, with plenty of room for anything we wanted to do. Well, of course, that meant for anything I wanted to do.

Joe lost no time getting his hands inside my blouse again. As he worked on my tits, I gently leaned back until finally he laid me down on the bench seat of the car. It was so wide that he could stretch out full length next to me. His chest pressed on my tits and his cock was pushed up against my hip and he rubbed it as much as he could. Boys are so predictable.

He pushed my blouse open and my bra up so my tits were exposed. If I do say so myself they looked very pretty in the dim light, nice and white and with their pink nipples standing up from all the attention they were getting. He started kissing me on the neck and I knew where his lips were headed. I began unbuttoning his shirt as he worked down to my boobs.




Hot Missouri Summer Ch. 03



Just as his lips brushed my nipple I pushed his head up, opened his shirt and rubbed my nipples against his, while I grabbed his head and got my tongue back in his mouth. I always thought that keeping him guessing was a good idea. After a few minutes of this, I pushed him up and away from me. I lay there beneath him, with my blouse and bra open and those tits standing up toward him.

"Easy does it, cowboy," I said. I ran a finger around my nipple gently. "These soft things need careful handling. Now give me your hand."

He was confused again, but he held out a hand. I straightened out his index finger, and then guided it to my bare tit. Gently I moved it around in circles. I could see the look on his face and he didn't quite know what to do. I knew he wanted so much to grab my tit but he was going along with me and stroking softly. I was enjoying it so much. I gently rolled my chest back and forth to keep his attention on my tits, and let my hand rove into his crotch and begin stroking.

Now I pulled his head down, and pushed a tit up into his lips. He started to suck hard right away, so I pushed him away. "Softly, softly," I moaned gently. But I did not follow my own advice as I started to rub his cock harder and harder. He was getting so excited, but every time he tried to suck my nipple into his mouth I gently pushed him back until his lips were just touching it.

Finally I pushed him away from me, and got up to a sitting position. That made him sit up too, next to me. I pushed him back into the seat, thrust my tongue in his mouth, and pushed my naked tits to his bare chest. Then I threw a leg over his so my thigh pressed up against his crotch. He grabbed one of my tits and rubbed it hard, rolling the nipple around. Things were really getting hot and heavy. I felt him raising his hips to press his cock against my leg, so suddenly I rolled away from him and sat up straight.

I put my hand on his crotch and said, "What do you have in there, a roll of dimes?" Again he looked baffled. Guys can't think fast with a hardon. Of course, the smart answer to that is for the guy to say, "No, it's a roll of quarters in case I meet a two bit girl." But Joe missed his chance.

"I guess we will have to find out," I continued. I unsnapped his pants and pulled the zipper down and his cock throbbed against the fabric of his underwear. I went ahead and pulled his pants down onto his thighs. With one finger I traced from his balls up to the head of his cock, through the fabric.

I looked at him hard and said, "Boys wear such ugly underwear. Just white cotton. Do you want to see some pretty undies, Joe?" Joe gave a sort of strangled sound in his throat which I took for a yes. I gave his cock a good squeeze and pulled away from him. Leaning back in the seat, I pulled my miniskirt up almost to my waist. The silky crotch of my black panties was exposed and Joe looked it with delight. I always feel good when I am appreciated. I knew my pussy was getting wet but the black fabric was not showing a spot.

Joe reached out a hand and began to rub my pussy through the panties. I loved that, but was careful to keep my hips still and not let him know it yet. I let my hand slide inside his briefs and wrapped it around that hard cock. His finger was pressing into the fabric over my cunt and running up to my hard clit. We were both getting hot and heavy so I thought it was time for a change.

I pulled away from him and savored the despondent look on his face. "Hey, it is almost Intermission. I think we should break for a coke." He stared at me in amazement for a minute, but I was pulling my skirt down over my panties so he decided I meant it. Sadly, he pulled his pants up and headed off for the refreshment stand. I wanted to be ready when he got back, so I slipped my blouse off, removed my bra, and then put the blouse back on but only buttoned up the bottom two buttons. Then I pulled my panties off and stuffed them down into the crack behind the seat, and smoothed my miniskirt over my legs so my naked pussy was hidden. I wanted that conceited guy to think he was all the way back to square one.

He came back with two cokes, and handed me one. I held my blouse shut with one hand and crossed my legs. I knew my thighs looked great coming out of the miniskirt but I also knew my pussy was completely covered. I carefully kept two inches between us and didn't touch him at all. For the time it took to finish the coke I chattered about the movie, our friends, even the weather. He sat there sucking on his straw and looking desolate. I love it when they can't figure out what happened.

He finished his coke and put the cup down, and then seemed to be trying to decide what to do with his hands. I turned a bit toward him, let my hand fall off the front of my blouse, and took the cup in both hands. Leaning toward him so my blouse fell open and gave him a good look at my tits, I moved my lips up and down on the straw a couple of times and then gave it a good hard suck, finishing my coke. I looked right into his eyes and gave him my best tantalizing smile. I saw hope rekindled in his expression. Time to encourage that a bit.

I got up on the seat on my knees, and leaned back a little while pulling up my miniskirt. His eyes were looking at nothing but my pink pussy underneath that covering of red hair that framed it so well. I put one hand on my nipple, and the other rubbed over my pussy. He sat like a bird entranced by a cobra. One finger went into my wet slit and I moved it in and out gently. I was really getting turned on, but I wanted him to think this show was all just for him.

Now I leaned toward him, pressed my lips on his and drove my tongue into his mouth, while I pulled one of his hands to my naked tit. The nipple was so hard, and begging for attention, but I knew stroking it would turn him on too. I unbuttoned my last two buttons and pushed his head down, so he first sucked my nipple and then got the hint and ran his tongue all the way down my stomach to my navel. I kept up the pressure on his head and spread my legs. I knew the perfume I had surrounded it with was mixing with the female scent of my juices. I planned on having that drive him wild, and it did.

I felt his tongue find my wet slit, and wiggle up and down against it. He was almost lying down on the broad seat now. I wrapped my legs around his shoulders and let him have his enjoyment, because it was surely my enjoyment too. He found my love bump and rolled it around with his tongue. I gave a few soft moans to let him know he was in the right spot. He continued working, and I felt myself rising faster and faster toward my climax. His tongue probed deeply into my cunt, rolling around in every direction. I could not keep my hips still, but thrust them up against that tongue. Then he grabbed my clit in his lips and sucked it into his mouth hard, and again probed back into my pussy with his tongue. 

I let myself go and relax to the enjoyment. I could feel it building up as his tongue stroked deep. Very soon I let out a little shriek and felt my pussy contracting and my hips jerking in my orgasm. I wiggled against his tongue a couple more times and then pushed his head away and collapsed back against the seat.

I really was spent, but I put on the big act anyhow, pretending to be totally out of it as I panted on the seat. I could feel his hand tentatively rubbing my pussy, and I closed my legs on it. Soon I sat up and pushed it away entirely. I reclined back against the seatback and gasped, "Oh, my, that was good, Joe. You really did a great job." Then he watched incredulous as I pulled my panties out of the seat crack and put them on, and then picked up my bra and put it over my tits. I love to see that look, when I let them think it is all over now that I am satisfied.

Sitting there half dressed, I looked over at him. He was making puppy dog eyes at me. I put a hand on his thigh, half way up, and gazed back at him. "Oh, Joe," I said, "but have you had fun tonight?"

Of course, he stammered and tried to think of what he could say. I ran my hand up to squeeze his balls gently. "What color are these, Joe? I have heard the guys talking about 'blue balls.' Are these blue?"

Joe made a little strangling sound then. His hips wiggled under my touch as I ran my hand up over his cock and gave it a little rub. "I guess I will just have to see, won't I?" I unsnapped his pants and pulled the zipper down, then dropped them down around his knees. As it had before his cock strained against his briefs. It throbbed several times as I looked at it and I knew he would not take much before he came hard.

I pulled his waistband down just a little so only the head of his hard dick stuck out. I touched it gently with a finger tip and made it twitch again. I looked at him and ran my tongue over my lips and said, "Want a kiss now?"

He moaned lightly and nodded. I bent slightly forward, but instead of going down on his cock I pressed my lips lightly against his lips and sucked gently without letting his tongue come into my mouth. Then I pulled back and gazed into his eyes and gave him a big smile. "Like that, Joe?"

He gave that strangled sound again, and his hips twitched up toward me. I put on my best wide eyed expression of surprise and said, "Or were you expecting something else? What should I kiss?"

He could barely get out the words. "My, my, my cock," he said, hardly above a whisper.

I giggled and touched the head of his rod again. "Oh, this little thing?" I taunted. He gave a nod and his dick twitched again, so I finally took pity on him and very lightly kissed it. Then I pulled his briefs down all the way to his balls and licked from the head of his cock down to the bottom of the shaft. It jerked so violently I could hardly keep my tongue on it. I knew I had him in my control now.

My lips encircled the head of it, and I rolled my tongue around giving it a good rub. He leaned back and moaned. Then I began working up and down, going a bit deeper every time. His cock was of a fair size but I had certainly deep throated bigger ones so I knew I could take all he could give. As I moved up and down he thrust in and out. His head was rolled back and his eyes closed. Faster I went up and down, and I felt his pressure building. He clutched the back of my head and pressed me into him. I knew he was at the very peak of excitement.

So I dropped his cock and pulled back away from him.

His hips thrust up into the air and he gasped, then opened his eyes and looked at me. I smiled at him, and put a hand on my tit and rubbed it around. He reached out to pull my head down again but I eluded his grasp. I just sat there, watching his cock throb. He didn't know it but what he did now would decide how this all ended.

He made the wrong move. He grabbed me by the shoulders and forced my head back down into his crotch. I let him think he was getting what he wanted now. I took his rod deep into my throat and held it there. Then I began slowly coming back up until my lips were around the sensitive ridge at the top of it. I held my lips there while my hand worked up and down his wet shaft, driving him closer and closer to his climax. I let my tongue come out and tickle the opening in the end of his dick and felt his hips thrust upward. 

Once again I went deep down his shaft and wiggled my head around it. I felt it throb inside my mouth. A few quick strokes made him thrust his hips up again. I had my hand on the shaft and was sucking as hard as I could. I felt him begin to come.

And I dropped his cock and pulled my head away, leaving him gasping helpless as his cock flailed around and his ruined orgasm spurted out into the air. He didn't even have time to get a hand on it before it was spent. "What the Hell, bitch!" he cried, practically in tears.

"That's what boys get when they can't wait like gentlemen, Joe," I said. "It has really been a lovely evening. You can take me home now."

Joe sat there staring at me, trying to figure this all out. Finally he shrugged, and began to pull his pants up. He sat there and watched me get dressed, and then moved up to the driver's seat of the car, not even opening the door for me. We drove home in silence, and in front of my house I just got out of the car and walked to the door alone. I turned and saw him driving off.

I chuckled gently as I let myself in. I knew that in ten minutes he would meet Mike and Gary at Smitty's Drive In. I also was sure I knew what stories he would tell. My reputation as the biggest cocktease in the senior class was intact.

THE END

Now Karen, just as I had, changed all the names in her story before giving it to me. It was not hard to figure out who this Big Man on Campus was. He was a good friend of mine, but I read the story with delight before I sent it to Eroti-Lit in St. Louis. I wonder if "Joe" ever got hold of a copy of that blurry fanzine to recognize himself in?



Hot Missouri Summer Ch. 04



It was hot in Missouri that summer in the 60s after we graduated from a small town High School. The crowd I hung around with was making it hotter, and since they have written about it in this series I think it is my turn.

The summer was our last big fling before heading off to colleges all over. There had been a round of parties as one after another we turned 18, with a lot of groping and rubbing and making out but nothing hotter, in public at least. I was liking the idea of going farther, even though I was still a virgin. 

Several of the other girls laughed at me, but a few of them, especially Linda and Karen, declared their intention to help me take care of that situation. Linda was a brunette, medium height maybe a bit chunky but she needed it to carry those huge boobs. She was going steady with Gary and they went at it hot and heavy all the time. Karen was a tall slender redhead, not all that good looking, but with a reputation as the biggest cock tease in the Senior Class. I doubted that either one of them was a virgin, and I figured that there wasn't much one or the other couldn't teach me.

My name is Kathy. If I do say so myself, I am a cute little brunette with small but perky tits and what I honestly consider the best ass in the group. I didn't have a steady boyfriend, but I would find my pussy getting wet when I thought about my date with Mike where Linda and Gary gave us lessons, so I hoped he would ask me out again. Maybe he would be the lucky guy to pop my cherry. His tongue had certainly done a good job on my clit last time.

It was Linda who told me about the party. Gary was working that summer as a lifeguard at Sunshine Acres, the local outdoor pool. He had the keys, and planned to open the place up Saturday night for a party. I thought I could figure out what was going to happen at that party as the night went on.

Linda continued, "You know, Mike asked Gary if he thought you would go out with him again..."

"Oh, God, yes!" I said. Linda chuckled knowingly. "I mean ... well... maybe you can tell Gary that you think I might , possibly, just maybe go with him again?"

"That's the girl!" said Linda. "Always keep em guessing! I will see that Mike gets the word."

Now I was getting nervous. What was I getting into? Was I ready for this? That night in my room I got undressed for bed, and took a good look at myself in the mirror. "Well," I thought, "you don't look too bad, girl." Even this early in the summer I had the start of a tan. I had been daring enough to wear a two piece suit in my own backyard, so I was tan all over except for my breasts and the area the bottom covered. In those days that meant everything from my belly button to the top of my thighs was pale, and all my boobs but just a tiny bit of cleavage. I had heard that guys found the white tits and ass against the tan sexy.

I turned this way and that and watched my boobs move as I stretched. Then I spread my legs a bit to see how much of my pussy showed when I did that. I was disappointed to see that my black bush was about all that could be seen. I knew from gym class that some of the girls trimmed their hair down there. A couple even had what was not yet, way back then, known as a "landing strip". The idea of shaving it bald did not even occur to us.

I decided that I at least needed a little trim. I got out my manicure scissors and my makeup mirror. Putting the mirror on the bed and straddling it gave me a fairly good view of my pussy lips surrounded with hair. Very carefully I clipped and snipped until the lips themselves were bare, and then I trimmed the bush above into a fairly neat triangle of short hairs. I got out my Lady Remington shaver and finished the job so it was smooth. The shaver vibrated my pussy as it moved and I felt myself getting a little bit wet. I went back to the full length mirror and saw that my pussy lips were now fairly prominent when I parted my legs slightly. I thought about Mike staring at it and felt my nipples harden. I started to get wetter down there as I let my mind play with the idea of showing off my pussy.

Soon I was lying on the bed, one hand stroking my hard nipples and the other rubbing my wet pussy. I was imagining a hard cock (Mike's?) pressing against me and throbbing while lips sucked my nipples. I rubbed harder and found the hard little button of my clit. My hips jerked as I rolled it around. Then my finger probed the swelling lips and slipped into the opening of my slit. Just inside, it was stopped and I felt a bit of pressure. I knew that was my hymen and was careful not to press too hard on it. I wondered how much it would hurt to feel that hard rod tear through it. I was a little scared, but more anxious to do it.

I kept rubbing and felt my pussy throb as I came close to my climax. Just then the phone rang. My folks had given me a Princess phone with my own number on my 18 t h birthday so I knew it was for me. I reached out for the phone with one hand and kept the other one rubbing my clit.

"Hello?" I said, trying not to pant or moan into the phone.

"Uh, Hi, Kathy." It was Mike on the phone. 

I thought about the party coming up and rubbed my clit in little circles, trying to keep the feeling without going over the edge. I couldn't help a little moaning tone in my voice as I said, "Hi, Mike. (oooh)." I hoped he didn't hear it.

I don't think he did. Guys are so nervous when they call for a date. They should know that most of the time the girl has been hoping they would call. In this case, I definitely had been thinking of him - or his cock, anyhow.

"Listen, uh, Gary is giving this party," he said. I rubbed in circles harder and held the phone away from my mouth so he wouldn't hear my heavy breathing. "And I wondered ..." he went on. I felt my climax building and clenched the phone hard. "If you would go with me?" Oh God, I was coming right there!

"Give - give me - ohh - give me a minute," I gasped. I didn't have time to wonder what he thought as a huge climax shook my body. I dropped the phobe on the bed, and one hand squeezed my tit as if he was doing it while the finger on the other hand rubbed my clit like his hard cock. I rolled on top of the phone so hopefully he would not hear me gasping, "Yes, yes, yesssss!"

I lay there shaking for a minute, breathing hard and softly caressing my clit in a gentle way as I came down from the climax. I felt around for the phone and softly said into it, "Yes, Mike. Yes, I would love to go to the party with you."

"Oh, good," he stammered. " I was afraid for a minute there ..."

"Oh, I had to sneeze," I improvised. What a sneeze. I was still shaking.

"Oh," he said. "Well, good. I'll pick you up tomorrow night at 9. You know we are going to the swimming pool?"

I decided to tease him. "Yes, I heard. I have a new bikini, but it is so tiny. I wonder if I dare wear it?"

I could almost feel him staring at me through the phone. If things went right he would be seeing more than that bikini, and I had a hunch that was the guys' plan all along.

"Oh, yeah, I have a new suit too. We should both wear them," he replied. Guys are so transparent. I knew exactly what he was thinking.

I kept teasing. "Oh, I don't know. It really shows a lot."

"Come on," he said. "This is our big summer for fun."

"Well, I'll see," I said. Of course I planned to wear that bikini, showing as much as possible. But let him wait and think about it til tomorrow. He should be properly worked up then. "Bye, now," I breathed into the phone, my hand still idly rubbing my clit. Yes, I was looking forward to my plans for tomorrow.

I got dressed early for the big night. When I put on the bikini the soft fabric of the suit clung to me tightly, giving a faint outline of my nipples up above and my pussy lips down below. I realized that it was a good idea that I had trimmed my "bikini line." I sat on my bed in front of the mirror and arranged my legs different ways to see the effect. I found that pulling one leg up and letting the other lie on the bed resulted in pulling the fabric tight and putting my pussy, covered with the cloth, on pretty good display. I resolved to remember that position.

I also bent forward in front of the mirror and was happy to see that I could show off a whole lot of boobs that way without revealing my nipples. I figured that was the way to start out, at least. By the time Mike arrived, I was already feeling wet from anticipating teasing the guys, and especially him. I wrapped a cover up over my bikini and went out to meet him.

The cover up left my legs bare, and I a rather proud of them. I could see Mike taking them in as I greeted him. When we got to the car, I turned around and opened my cover up briefly. "See my new bikini, Mike? Like it?"

He took it all in and stammered some sort of reply. I pulled the cover up back around me, but made sure it pulled up enough that I flashed my crotch at him as I got in the car. He was staring so hard he almost forgot to shut the car door.

As he got in the driver's seat, I immediately slid over and pressed my bare leg up against his. Then I put my hand on his bare thigh lightly. I looked straight ahead and didn't say a word. He put the car in gear and drove off, but soon his hand came off the wheel and rested on my thigh. Before long he lifted it and put it around my shoulders. I thought I should encourage him so I turned toward him a bit until my tit was rubbing against him. I felt his grip tighten on my shoulder. Oh, yes, he was noticing all my female body parts, just as I wanted him to.

We got to the pool just as the sun was setting on that hot summer night. Gary was at the gate, keys in hand, and waved us in, locking the gate behind us. I knew our little group was going to be nice and private.

We went to the grassy picnic area. Several blankets were spread on the ground with a couple on each one. The guys wore t-shirts and swim trunks, the girls had on various types of cover ups. Gary sat down next to Linda and she leaned back into his arms. I saw Joe there with Charlotte. She was one of the beauties of our crowd, with a pretty face and big boobs, but legs that were way too skinny, in my opinion. Maybe the boys never looked down that far. The last couple was Ken with Karen the notorious tease. I could see her hand was already on the top of his thigh and his arm over her shoulder with the hand dropping down onto her tit. All of these people had pretty fast reputations. Mike and I were probably the least talked about of the bunch.

"Let's hit the water," yelled Gary. The guys jumped up and stripped off their shirts. Frankly they were all still looking like high school boys, Mike and Ken sort of gangly and Gary slightly chubby. Joe had a medium build but was nothing special in that department. However, seeing them strip down to their boxer swim trunks was still putting thoughts in my mind.

The girls dropped their coverups. I let mine slide to the ground and looked at the other girls. Charlotte and Linda, the big boobed ones, both had on one piece suits with under wire bras built in. They each showed a deep valley of cleavage at the top of the suit. Linda's butt and naked legs were substantial, and Charlotte's seemed a bit puny in comparison. Charlotte had a big smile enhanced with bright red lipstick, though, which made her very attractive. Karen was in a bikini tinier than mine which let the top of her boobs peek out. She gave me a bit wink when she saw me which I knew meant, "Tonight's the night!"

We all jumped in the water and were soon goofing around, splashing each other, trying to dunk and so on. Gary was doing his famous back flips off the high board and daring the other guys to do it, and they were dumb enough to try because the girls were watching. But mostly they just wanted to keep fooling around with the girls. I noticed that when Mike grabbed me and his hands were under the water they were groping a bit.

Somebody yelled, "Chicken fights!" That meant the girls rode on the guys shoulders, and tried to pull each other off. Mike ducked down so I could climb on. Of course, this put me straddling his neck, my bare legs pressing against him and my pussy rubbing the back of his neck. Then he grabbed my thighs and held on tight as we charged the other teams. I grabbed Charlotte and dunked her fast but Linda was behind me and pulled me down. I pressed my thighs hard against Mike as I went down and I could see he was enjoying it.

After a few minutes of this, Gary grabbed his lifeguard whistle and blew it loudly. We all stopped and looked at him.

"OK," he yelled. "Enough fooling around. We are going to have a Chicken Fight Tournament. But to make it more fun, it is going to be the Strip Chicken Fight Championships!"

We all giggled at that. Gary went on to explain the rules.

"We will go evens and odds for matches. The rule is this: If you win your match, you get to strip the losers. The winning guy gets the losing girl's top, and the winning girl gets the losing guy's trunks!"

There was a sort of a pause as we all absorbed that. I realized I could soon be showing my tits to everybody, but on the other hand I could be getting some guy down to his jock strap. I knew in theory that guys wore jocks under their suits but had never actually seen one. Both thoughts, my tits bare and a guy in his jock, were a bit exciting. I yelled, "Let's do it!" and motioned to Mike to let me mount up.

The other girls got in position too. Mike reached up to adjust my weight on his shoulders and gave my ass a good push as he did, then grabbed my thighs quite a bit higher up then he had before. I could tell he was excited too.

We threw out odd and even fingers. The match ups turned out to be Linda against Charlotte and Karen against me. Mike said, "Linda and Charlotte first. We are guaranteed some spectacular views whoever wins!" I don't know why guys are so in love with big tits I have heard them saying that everything over a mouthful is wasted anyhow.

So Joe and Gary moved into position and the girls went at it. They were a lot more careful then they had been before as neither wanted to lose. First one and the the other would almost be dismounted when their guy would save them. But finally Linda pushed Charlotte into the water and threw up her arms in victory.

Charlotte came out of the water sputtering, and the realized the penalty she would have to pay. Somebody started chanting, "Top down, top down!" and she crossed her arms over her breasts protectively and looked down.

Joe decided to be a gentleman. "I will go first," he said. "Go ahead, Linda."

"Oh, no," Linda replied. "Not in the water. Out on the deck where we can all get a good view,." It was pretty dark by this time but a bright summer moon would let us see enough.

Joe hopped out of the water. Linda walked up to him and grabbed the band of his trunks. Then she slowly worked them down. Sure enough he was wearing a jock strap under them. His cock and balls were in a tight elastic sort of sack, but I could see the outline clearly and figured that was a hard on trying to press the fabric. Linda dropped his trunks to the ground and he stepped out of them.

"Turn around, Joe!" yelled Karen. "Let us see that pretty butt." Joe did a slow turn and I could see that the jock just had two straps across his behind, leaving his nice white ass showing between them. I joined the other girls in cheering!

"Now your turn, Charlotte!" said Gary. He walked over to her. I could see her bracing up her courage. She threw her shoulders back and stuck those big tits out proudly. Gary pushed the straps of her suit down and then went behind her to work the zipper. As the top of the suit opened her boobs popped out, and Gary pulled it down around her waist to show those big round ones. Their dark nipples stood up hard. I heard Mike suck in his breath and saw the other guys' stunned looks. Charlotte realized what an effect she was having and smiled a bit. She even gave them a little shake, Then she and Joe both jumped back in the pool and she ducked down so they were under the water. The guys' still followed her with their eyes,

"Round 2," announced Gary. "Kathy and Karen!"

"Well," I thought, "this is it, girl. Somebody is about to put on a show, and it might be you, Oh, well, I want Mike turned on. I just didn't plan on turning on three other guys too." I could feel my nipples harden inside the bra of my bikini. That wasn't just from the cold water.

Mike ducked down and I hopped on his shoulders. I pressed my pussy against his neck and felt a pleasurable rubbing. He gripped my thighs hard, farther up then he had before so his thumbs were almost in my crotch. Karen was mounted on Ken the same way. Ken was grinning and I supposed Mike was too.

The guys charged at each other right away. Karen and I almost bumped together. I grabbed her around her waist and almost threw her off but I had to let go when she got hold of my shoulders and twisted. The guys kept pressing forward forcing us girls to grapple. I got a good hold on Karen and leaned toward her.

Just then I felt Mike's hand sliding up my thighs until it was actually rubbing my pussy. "Oh, no!" I thought. "Don't start groping until this is over." But yes, he was really copping a feel right in the middle of the chicken fight!

I was both annoyed and amused. It inspired me to fight harder. At least Mike still had his mind on the game. He stepped forward so I could grab Karen's arm, and then quickly jerked back. I pulled at the same time and Karen went in the water with a splash!

I raised my hands in victory and Mike give my bare thighs a squeeze. Karen popped out of the water laughing and we all climbed out on the deck.

Charlotte yelled, "Get his trunks, Kathy. We want a show!"

I decided to give them a show. I went behind Kenny, put my arms around his chest and slowly ran them down over the front of his trunks. Then I brought my hands to the waistband and started working it down exposing his jock strap. I knew the crowd in front of him would see his package in the stretchy pouch, but I had a nice view of his round ass as the trunks dropped. I patted it gently as the trunks dropped to the ground. I picked them up and waved then over my head while Ken posed for the girls, slapping his bare butt with both hands He was one of the most egotistical guys in our class.

Then Mike, with that cute lopsided grin he has, went up to Karen. She was ready for this, and raised her hands over her head and sort of undulated, moving her tits back and forth. Mike reached behind her neck and untied the string. He pulled it toward him pulling the fabric almost down to her nipples. Then he went behind her and undid the clasp. Slowly he pulled the bikini top down, showing off her perky tits with pointy nipples, hard and erect. Had she actually touched them with a lipstick to get that red color, or was it just part of being a redhead?

She gave them a shake, and the turned around, grabbed Mike and pulled him into her until her tits were rubbing his bare chest, and gave him a big kiss!

"Hey," I yelled, "kiss your own guy." Karen turned and winked at me, and then grabbed Kenny. Not only her bare tits pressed his bare chest, but her pussy ground against his jock strap and one hand was on his naked butt pressing it against her. They shared a long kiss with Karen grinding into him.

Now not only Ken and Mike sported obvious hardons but I could see that all the guys did. This evening was shaping up into even more than I anticipated. Linda leaned forward and whispered to me, "Tonight's the night, girlfriend." I could feel my female juices flowing as I thought ahead.

Joe yelled, "Now the finals! Linda against Kathy!"

I shivered with anticipation. Losing now meant joining the bare boobs group. My nipples were already hard and sensitive. If I dropped my top they I would get so horny everybody would know. And based on the behavior of the guys who were half naked already Mike was really going to react. I took a deep breath and hopped on his shoulders, gripping his neck with my bare thighs and pressing my pussy against it. Through the fabric of my suit I rubbed it around a bit. Mike tensed his hands on my thighs so I knew he felt it. I was pretty sure he was getting the message.




Hot Missouri Summer Ch. 04



Linda was on Gary';s shoulders, and they came right at us. Mike backed off a bit, waiting to give me a chance to grab my opponent. We circled warily, and then Gary came straight in, Linda reaching out for my shoulders. I grabbed her arms, and twisted hard. She slid sideways, but Gary grabbed hard and held her on, and rushed right at us again. She pushed me off balance, and Mike tried to hold on, but I was sliding off. I felt his hand on my ass trying to get me back up, but I couldn't hold on. We both went over backward into the water.

I came up blowing water out of my mouth. "Oh, God, we lost. Now the penalty," I thought. Mike was chuckling as we climbed out of the water and stood on the deck. I was a little afraid but a lot excited. 

Linda advanced toward Mike as the girls chanted, "Drop the trunks!" Laughing, Linda went behind him, circled his chest with her arms and let her hands run down his front all the way to his crotch, giving it a rub as they came up. I could see his hips twitch in response and knew his cock was rock hard by now.

She hooked her thumbs in the waist band of his trunks, and twisted it down from side to side so he got another good rubbing as it passed over his jock strap. Even with the elastic material designed to hold things, it could be seen that his hard rod was pressing against it. Linda knelt down to pull his trunks to the ground, Then as she stood up she dragged her big boobs across his dick. Mike wiggled his hips in ecstasy. I was almost afraid Linda was going to make him cum right there!

Then it was my turn to be the show. I was more scared, but also more excited. I knew that my hard erect nipples were going to be pointing at the crowd very soon. I was not sure what Gary would try to do, or whether I would let him. It seemed each strip was getting more intimate.

Gary approached me with his cute little grin. He put his hands on my bare waist, and slid them up slowly behind me to undo the clasp of my bikini top. It fell away from my tits a bit and just hung there loose. Then he put his hands on my bare stomach and began sliding them up. They went under the top, and cupped the bottom of my tits. I felt a little squeeze as they slowly kept going up, pushing the bra off my tits. His fingers reached my nipples and I gave a little shudder as he rolled them gently.

Then quickly he pulled the bikini top up and off and waved it over his head. My tits were completely exposed and all the guys cheered. "Hey," I thought, "that cheer is for MY boobs!" It turned me on even more. I raised my hands high, and danced toward Gary, rubbing my bare tits on his bare chest. My nipples tingled and I felt my pussy getting wet as I put on a show for all my friends.

Then I felt two hands reach from behind me and grab my tits. I hoped it was Mike, so I leaned back into him and let him give my nipples a good rub and squeeze while I pushed my butt into his crotch. I could feel his hard shaft pressing it and throbbing against it. I wiggled my ass while he rubbed my tits, and then turned my head back. Sure enough it was Mike so I gave him a deep kiss with lots of tongue. Then I pulled away, because I wasn't quite ready to go on with this yet.

I danced around on the deck, and the other two girls with naked tits joined me. All the boys had their hands to their crotch and were clearly enjoying the show. Linda danced into the line and began working her top down over those big bouncing boobs, and soon they popped free so all the girls had their tops off,

She pointed at Gary and all four of us danced over to him. We began rubbing our tits on him in every way. I was behind him and my tits pressed against his bare back. We all put our hands on his swim trunks and began pulling them down, giving his cock and ass a good stroking as we did. As they fell off he grabbed Linda's hand and they began to dance. All the guys joined in and we danced a fast one without any music.

Gary flipped on a transistor radio. It began playing "Blue Velvet." Then Linda called out, "Slow dance!" Honestly what we meant by slow dance even at the Prom was to press your bodies as close as you could and sort of sway from foot to foot. Bare breasted, and with the guys almost naked, it was a huge turn on. Mike and I rubbed back and forth. I felt his hard cock throbbing in his jock strap, and my stiff nipples rubbed his bare chest until I could hardly stand the feeling.

Then Gary blew his lifeguard whistle again. "OK, new game," he called. "Cut-in dancing. Everybody dance but Linda and me. When the music stops, grab a new partner. But Linda is going to grab too, and whoever gets left without a partner loses."

"And happens to the loser?" Karen asked.

"Aha!" said Gary. " The loser ... loses their pants!"

"Oooooh," said Karen, "I am not going to be the first one to lose."

Gary turned on the radio, and "Surf City" started blaring out. I was glad it was a fast dance because much more rubbing would have been too much too soon. Mike and I swung into the rhythm. I could feel my boobs bobbing to the music, and I could also see Mike was enjoying watching them. I was so absorbed that when the music stopped, I forgot for a moment to change partners. But Linda grabbed for Mike and I realized I had better get a partner quick. I spun around and Joe was right there so I grabbed him fast. Charlotte grabbed Ken fast too. Karen had started toward Mike but stopped in astonishment as Linda got there first, Karen was left standing in the middle with no partner. 

She giggled and clutched her bikini bottom. "Ooops. Guess it has to go?"

Gary came over to her and put his hands on her waist. He turned her back to all of us, and slid his hand inside the bottom of her bikini. He worked it down off her ass and pulled it on down to the ground. Karen had no white cheeks to her butt under her suit. She must have been sunbathing bare-ass someplace.

I would have been embarrassed and trying to cover my nakedness at this point, but Karen seemed to revel in it. She threw her hands up over her head and slowly turned around until we all could see the puff of red hair over her pussy. The lips were pink and we could tell she was already excited by the swelling of the pussy lips. She bumped her hips toward the guys and they jointly gave little gasps. That girl sure knew how to tease.

"OK, Karen handles the music and I will cut in," Gary said. When the music stopped, Gary was quick and Ken was the one left without a girl. Karen giggled, and without ceremony grabbed his jock strap and quickly pulled it down. His hard rod sprang out of it, long and thin just as he was. It twitched a few times to show his growing excitement, just like all of us.

The game went on. Charlotte lost next, and Ken slid her suit on down to her ankles revealing a trimmed bush, perfectly groomed as she always was, over some nice white pussy lips. Then Joe lost and we got to see a strong hard cock standing straight up.

I was feeling very sexy and almost wanted to be the next loser. I was dancing with Ken who was already naked, and the song was "Blue on Blue," a real romantic slow one. We were doing a lot of rubbing and I was really aware of his cock throbbing against my bikini bottom. Maybe my subconscious slowed me down, because Charlotte grabbed him when the music stopped and I was left standing alone. 

Joe came toward me, that big cock twitching in front of him, I was really excited and my pussy was twitching too. He plunged a hand inside my pants and I felt his finger rub over my slit as he pulled the pants off and I was in the middle of the crowd fully exposed. I saw Mike staring at me, and I spread my legs a little to let him know that my pussy was dripping. His eyes were sort of glazed and I hoped I knew what he was thinking.

It was my turn on the music. I laughed when the radio started to play "Tie Me Kangaroo Down" and the dancing started. I only gave it a few seconds and stopped it quickly. Now Gary was left alone and I got to take his jock off. His cock popped out, surprisingly not so big for a guy with his reputation, but standing up hard as a rock. I gave it a bit of a rub, but glanced at Mike as I did. He was staring, and licked his lips, in anticipation I hoped. 

"No point in any more music!" declared Gary, and grabbed Linda's suit and pulled it completely off her. Then he pulled her into him, squashing her big boobs against her chest and grabbing her butt and pushing her up against his cock. She ground her hips and he gave a little moan.

Then she called, "Kathy! What are you waiting for? Mike still has his jock on. Let's see what he has!"

I started toward Mike, a little hesitant. But his eyes gleamed as I approached and he thrust his hips toward me. His jock was bulging with the outline of his hard shaft. I thought I would put on a good show, so I dropped to my knees in front of him and rubbed both hands over that throbbing rod. Then I grabbed the strap and pulled it down, letting his cock stand up straight in front of my face. I stood up, rubbing against him all the way. First my cheeks ran up his cock, then it was in the valley between my tits. I rubbed them back and forth, feeling my stiff nipples run across the shaft each way. Then I came on up, my belly pressing against that dick, and finally turned my hips forward to bring our pubic areas together. One last rub and I moved away so the whole gang could see his stick standing up there.

Everybody was naked now and the dancing started again. The radio played 3 fast ones in a row, "It's My Party", "Sugar Shack", and "My Boyfriend's Back", and we changed partners several times. It was exciting to me to show myself off to all the guys in turn. I made sure to spread my legs a bit as I twisted, and I saw the other girls doing it too. 

Then the music changed to "Blowing in the Wind", a slow dance, and we all gravitated to our dates. I slid into Mike's arms, and basically we just swayed and rubbed bodies. I was getting extremely turned on. I slid my hand off Mikes' shoulder and let it ride down to rub his cock. He put a hand on my tit and squeezed gently and then began to massage the nipple. I moaned with delight, which encouraged him to put his other hand on my ass and push us even closer together. I was not going to be able to take much more of this.

It was now full dark, but the moon let us vaguely see the other couples. Gary and Linda, and then Ken and Karen, slipped off. I pulled Mike toward the blankets under the trees and saw Joe and Charlotte heading the same way. Mike and I fell onto a blanket, not caring about the others around us. He was rubbing my tits, and pressing his thigh between my legs. I pressed my cunt up into his soft thigh and rubbed it hard.

Now he dropped his head to my tit and began sucking the nipple avidly. A thrill ran through me and I pulled him on top of me. His hand went between my legs and I gasped as he found my clit. He rubbed it softly, and then began to probe into my slit with a finger. I felt him hesitate as he encountered my hymen. 

I whispered in his ear, "Tonight is my night. I want you inside me now." Since my time of the month was right I had no fears about safety. I pushed on his ass and directed that hard cock toward its target. I felt it exploring the entrance to my pussy, and pulling the lips around my clit. I shuddered with pleasure and our mouths locked in a deep kiss. I felt him raise his hips up and slide the tip of his dick carefully inside me. He stopped when he met my cherry, but then he clutched me very close to him, drew back his cock a bit and plunged it forward.

"Ooooh," I gasped at a momentary pain. But his throbbing cock plunged on deep inside my pussy and filled me to a point of ecstasy. Playing with myself was never like this. I rolled my hips around and felt his cock moving in and out slowly. I gasped and tightened my pussy around it.

"Yes, yes!" I moaned, and he began long deep thrusts that made my whole body shake. Fast strokes , then slowing, then very slow strokes, then suddenly fast ones again. I squeezed my legs shut around him and rolled my hips back and forth so he penetrated every part of my depths.

He pushed on my ass so he could penetrate even deeper. My tits were crushed into his chest. I gave myself up to the feeling and rode a cresting wave to a sudden overwhelming climax! My heaving hips and clenching pussy let him know I was coming, and with a deep deep thrust he started his own climax. I felt warm jizz splashing against the inside of me and that threw me to the highest heights of enjoyment. We came together in a magnificent finish. I know I cried out loudly as we both saw fireworks.

He pulled me tight against him, and thrust deep inside me but then lay without moving. His hand lightly caressed my nipple and the other ran up and down my side. It felt so nice, lying there in his arms savoring our joint experience.

We had totally ignored the other couples but I knew that tomorrow we girls would share experiences. I guessed the boys would too but I didn't even mind them talking about us.

This hot Missouri summer was well on its way to being one we all would remember!



Hot Missouri Summer Ch. 05



SEX ED FOR A NERD

It was hot in Missouri that summer so long ago, after we all turned 18 and graduated from high school. If you have read what some of my friends have already written, you know how hot things got for them. But now that it is my turn to write, I have to tell you that even though I was the valedictorian, I was the most backward dweeb in the Senior Class. I was totally scared of girls and would never think of asking one of them out.

The summer got well started, and Joe and Gary were filling my ears with tales of their hot times. That was bad enough, but then even Mike, who never talked about that stuff, began bragging too. I would squirm in the back seat of Gary's Chevy convertible and try to hide the hardon I got just listening to them.

Well, one night we were sitting at Smitty's Drive In and we saw Loretta and Edie pull in. They were a couple of really smart girls. They had been my major academic competition for four years. But unlike me, they were confident and popular with the opposite sex. They hopped out of the car and came over to talk to us - well, to Joe and Gary, anyhow. They kidded with them, and then said, "You have dates for tonight? Gary, you are picking up Linda of course? How about you, Joe?"

"I have a date with Charlotte, and we are going up to the Drive In for a movie," Joe replied.

Loretta chuckled and said, "Well, you boys will sure have your hands full." Loretta was known for her innuendo. Linda and Charlotte had the two biggest pairs of boobs in the whole class and Loretta winked slyly at the guys.

Then she looked back at me, frozen in the backseat. "And what about you, David? Oh, wait, I forget about your GPA." 

That was another nasty dig. I had a perfect straight A average all through school, until I hit the senior year class euphemistically called "Family Living."

Edie chuckled and said, "Poor guy, that C- in Sex Ed really did you in, didn't it?"

They were right. Too paralyzed in class to even ask a question, I froze up on the final and barely passed the course. And of course in no time, the whole school found out about it.

Then it happened. Loretta got an evil look in her eye. She pulled Edie aside and began whispering. They kept glancing at me and giggling. Then they sauntered back to the car. "Gee, you guys better go pick up your dates," Edie said.

"Yeah, just drop David off here. I'll give him a ride home," offered Loretta. Before I knew what was happening, she had the back door open and was dragging me out of the car. As she pulled on my arm she pressed it up tight to her chest and I felt her soft boobs under my hand. Embarrassed I tried to jerk away but she pulled hard and I flew out of the car and into her arms.

Edie took up the conversation. "You see, David, everybody knew it was a darn shame about your grade in Sex Ed."

"Family Living," I corrected.

Edie giggled. "If you say so, David. Everybody knew what it was all about. You know, we both got A's in that class. Anyhow, Loretta and I thought it was only fair ..."

"...And proper," added Loretta, "for you to have ..."

"Another chance!" concluded Edie, with a smug grin.

"And so," chuckled Loretta, "we are going to my house to give you the full course in Sex Ed!"

"Complete with final exam, which you will NOT fail!" said Edie. And as she said it, her hand dragged right up into my crotch and gave my stiff dick a good rub through the cloth of my jeans. If I could have gotten loose I would have run away at that point!

I was mortified, terrified, and confused. Were they really serious? Did they mean what they said, or were they going to totally humiliate me? 

They dragged me into Loretta's car. Edie squeezed in next to me, and Loretta hopped in the driver's seat. This left both of them with their thighs, bare in the short shorts they were wearing, pressing against mine. Edie turned slightly toward me which made her boob rub my side, and as soon as we were out of the parking lot Loretta took one hand off the wheel and put it on my leg. Of course this intensified my boner even more. I could hardly grasp what was happening.

I tried to stammer a question, but we were in front of Loretta's house. By the same tactics as before, they got me into the house and plopped me down in a big easy chair. The two girls stood across the room in front of the fireplace, looking incredibly sexy in their shorts and tight tops.

I blushed and squirmed in the chair, looking wildly around for a way out. Yet at the same time, I felt my cock twitching at what they were implying. I realized that this was my big opportunity if I could only get control of my fears.

"OK, lesson one," intoned Loretta. "Title: the Female Mammary Organs."

Were they really going through with this? I must have looked blank. "Breasts, David, Breasts! First question, what are they for?"

I stared at her and licked my lips. Before I could answer she broke in.

"Nursing infants is the answer. Breasts are part of the female equipment to nourish the next generation."

I guess my face fell at that.

Loretta giggled. "Ah, but while they are waiting for that important natural function they have another one. They are a prime Secondary Sex Characteristic and Erogenous Zone of the female."

Now I know I was looking stupid. Nothing that I ever heard from the guys was anything like that.

Edie stood up. "Girl, you are not only confusing him you are embarrassing him. Let me do this." She walked over to stand in front of me. "Look here," she said smiling. And then she quickly dropped her top so her pretty little tits were standing up practically in my face.

"You know that girls grow these things as teens. I think mine have developed nicely, don't you?"

I had no idea what to do. I stared at her nipples hardening, and managed to get out, "Yes ... yes, beautiful."

Then Loretta instructed, "All right, girlfriend. Demonstrate what he should have learned in sex education about breasts."

Edie dimpled, and went on, "Breasts are called an Erogenous Zone because they react to stimulation by creating sexual excitement. I mean, if a boy rubs them, it turns them both on." 

I trembled as she picked up my hands and placed one on each tit. A soft movement of her chest encouraged me to squeeze gently and then rub my hands around. She leaned into me for a minute, and then pulled back. She took my wrists and moved my hands off those lovely soft boobs.

"They come in all sorts of different sizes," she went on. "It really doesn't matter, they are all sensitive." 

I saw with amazement that Loretta also had her boobs out, holding them in both hands and squeezing them together. Hers were bigger than Edie's and her nipples stood up firmly. They both looked smug and were having a good time teasing me. I was really afraid to join in. My cock clearly had no such misgivings as it was getting harder by the second inside my pants.

"The darker area is called the areola," Edie went on impassively. She brought one hand forward and let my fingertips run around her nipple, tracing the slightly rough surface of her areola. I really was learning something, deep down in my brain, but all the cells on the surface were firing on nothing but pleasure as I caressed her.

"But the most sensitive part is the nipple. During nursing a woman feels sexual pleasure in the nipple, and of course during sex foreplay she does too."

Oh my god, foreplay. Was it really true? I gripped her nipple between my thumb and forefinger and rolled it gently. She closed her eyes and smiled mildly. Without her direction, my other hand came to her other nipple and rolled it too. I pressed them gently into the soft boobs and felt them getting even stiffer. My cock was stiffening too, and was now pressing hard against my pants crotch. I wanted to believe, and continued the boob play while my excitement intensified.

Now she pulled away from me again. I looked around the room and saw that Loretta was enjoying this too, squeezing her own tits as she watched. My cock was throbbing too hard for me to think any more about this idea. I just went along with my driving need and accepted what I saw.

"David, men have sensitive nipples too. Tell us about yours," Edie demanded. She moved close to me again and began to unbutton my shirt.

"Uh, but, well ..." I was inanely stammering again. Her hands began to rub my bare chest, and to run softly over my nipples.

"Oh, yes," I whispered. "Yes, they are sensitive too. Oh, that feels so good..."

Then she leaned forward, and began rubbing her nipples against mine softly. I thought my cock was going to explode right there.

"Thank you, David," Edie whispered in my ear. "Thank you for being here with us tonight. We are enjoying it."

Besides getting my cock ready to perform, this girl was stroking my ego and making me feel eight feet tall. I was more and more prepared to join their lessons now.

My sex education soon continued. Loretta giggled again and said, "Lesson 2: Dorsal Adipose Tissue." I guess I really looked dumb at that one, because she said, "OK, watch this, David."

Now she turned her back to me and wiggled her little ass. Loretta slipped up beside her, and I was treated to two magnificent butts wiggling together. As one, they bent forward and stepped out of their shorts and panties. Both those white moons shone in their splendor right at me.

Edie went on, "The female ass is highly erotic and attractive to the male. Some anthropologists speculate that this is because in our closest primate relatives the chimpanzee, the female displays her buttocks when she is ready to mate. They think men are hardwired to continue a nice shapely ass an invitation."

At this the girls giggled and shook their butts. I knew that my hardon was throbbing in my pants and making them stand up like a tent. Loretta backed up to me and sat in my lap. I tried to twist away in embarrassment and realized that I was only rubbing my stiff dick on her bare ass. She increased my embarrassment, and also my excitement, by wiggling around on my cock. Just as I thought I was going to shoot my load right there, she moved away.

Edie now intoned, "Lesson 3, the most important one: The Mons Veneris." Both girls stood there with their arms around each other's shoulders. I gulped and swallowed hard to see two naked pussies lined up like that. On one side was Edie's gentle mound covered with neatly trimmed blonde hair, her pink lips engorged below it and glistening with liquid. Next to her, Loretta's tight stomach curved down to the swelling of her sex. It showed fine red hair lightly covering it and rounded down to her cunt lips which were white and only slightly open at this time. Only the outside of her slit was visible, and at the very top a tiny small button peeking out. I could not take my eyes off it.

Then Loretta knelt down. She ran a hand slowly up one of Edie's legs. When she reached the top of her legs, she traced a delicate path around her pussy and up to the area under her belly button. Edie closed her eyes while Loretta did this, and a look of bliss was on her face. This was so exciting to me that my rock hard dick was twitching in fast time.

Then Edie began talking again, softly. "This is the pubic area, or the Mons Veneris. That means the Mount of Venus. She is the Goddess of Love, you know. I think that is such a nice name for it. It is naturally endowed with pubic hair."

Here she spread her legs so her trimmed bush was displayed in its full glory. Below it her pink pussy lips opened slightly and I could see that they were well lubricated.

She then said, "Some girls trim the hair. This gives them a more groomed look." She ran her fingers softly over Loretta's natural mound, tracing small circles but not touching the actual slit. "Others like to leave it natural. It attracts the scent of their juices that way."

This open approach to all things sexual was blowing my mind. Clearly the girls had learned more in Sex Ed than I had. Or was it from experience? Just having them displaying their sexual attributes and describing them was playing with my mind, though. From the satisfied grins they had I was pretty sure they knew that.

Loretta now took up the instruction. "Do you know what the actual sexual organs are called, David?" As she said that, she spread her legs and ran a finger around her pussy. The lips were swollen and it dripped with her juices.

I know I turned bright red, and I felt heat spreading over my face. All I could do was stammer out, "P-p-pussy ..." in a weak voice.

Loretta giggled again. "Yes, and many other things. The proper name for them is the vulva."

I had no idea why she insisted on telling me that. She was rubbing her pussy gently, and the sexual odor of it was drifting my way. She could have called it vulva or volcano and it would have been all the same to me. I could not take my eyes off it right now.

Loretta continued to rub her pussy, and went on, "The outer lips become engorged when they are stimulated. Then the inner lips follow." As she said that, Edie rubbed her finger over her own little slit. She closed her eyes again and moaned softly. Her pussy opened up and the pink lips were visible as she continued to stroke.

I think I moaned too at that point, and my cock was starting to twitch visibly under my jeans. Loretta gave her low chuckle and said, "Don't worry, David, we are getting to that part of the lesson."

Her fingers began to stroke Edie's pussy. They moved up to the top of the slit and found the little round button. Slow circles around it made Edie moan again, and her hips twitched to bring it into closer contact with that moving finger.

Loretta went on, "This little bump is called the clitoris. It is the main spot for intense stimulation. That is, playing with it really turns a girl on." She continued to stroke Edie, causing her hips to begin rotating slowly.

She stopped stroking, and slowly Edie opened her eyes. She said, "This concludes the lesson on Female External Sex Organs. Before we continue with the female anatomy, it is time to examine that of the male."

Examine? What did she mean? My fears were realized as both girls pulled me up out of my chair. Loretta unbuckled my belt and Edie pulled down my zipper. They lowered my jeans to the floor, leaving me standing there with my stiff dick pressing out my briefs.

Edie eyed it and giggled. "The male sex organ is the penis. Normally it is limp, or flaccid, and hangs down. It looks as if we have to skip that part of the lesson tonight though." With one quick motion she pulled my underwear off, allowing my cock to spring to attention in front of me.

Loretta gave a low whistle. "Why, David, you have certainly been hiding a treasure. That is one fine looking dick." She ran one finger from the base to the tip, and of course my cock twitched in pleasure. "Oh, look," she went on, "it dances, too!"

Edie glared at her. "Loretta, the lessons are not over yet. He has to pay attention." Chastened a bit, Loretta moved away slightly to allow Edie to continue.

She cupped my balls in her hand. "Below the penis hangs the pouch called the scrotum, which contains the two testicles. While a hard blow to it can cause the male great pain, gentle stroking can be very erotic." She demonstrated with a light hand and my hard cock throbbed with every soft stroke.

"The length of the penis varies, and makes little difference in sensation either to male or female," she went on. One finger traced up the side of my cock as if measuring, causing it to jump again. "The urethra runs along the bottom of it, and is very sensitive." Now the finger traced that line and the pleasure was intense. I writhed in the chair and moaned.

Loretta matter-of-factly said, "Male orgasm control is an important skill. Most boys learn through masturbation to hold out for a longer time." I realized what she was saying, and I knew she was right. In bed at night I could prolong the experience, so I needed to try here. It was a lot harder with real naked girls than with them only in my imagination. My jerk off fantasies had included both of these girls along with almost every other girl in the school. I struggled to regain control and keep from ruining my great night by coming too soon.

Edie went on, "On the bottom of the shaft just below the head, where the ridge is on boys like you who have been circumcised, is a spot called the frenulum. It is especially sensitive." Her finger found that spot which I liked to wank but never knew the name of. "Together with the entire tip, it gives the most pleasure." Now she cupped her fingers around the end of my cock and rubbed up and down rapidly a few times. My hips jerked up toward her fingers and I strained for more, but she pulled away.

"The opening at the end of the penis can be teased for intense feeling also," she went on, running a finger around it. I moaned again.

At this point Edie chimed in, "Among teenagers, common foreplay begins with manual stimulation of the sex organs, called a hand job, finger fucking, or mutual masturbation." She moved close to me and guided my hand to her cunt. It was slightly open and juices were beginning to flow from it. As Loretta jerked my dick slowly, Edie encouraged me to move my fingers up and down her slit, which soon opened up and became wet enough that I could insert one, and then two fingers. 

Loretta grabbed my other hand and pulled it to her tit, and soon I was rubbing her nipple and fingering Edie's cunt while being jerked off. This was beyond even my wildest masturbatory fantasy.

Edie was gasping now, but Loretta continued, "Once past the lips, you have entered the inner canal, or the vagina. It is very flexible and accommodates organs large or small. The female derives intense satisfaction from feeling it filled. Moving the penetrating organ in and out increases the sensation."

I took the hint and pumped two fingers in and out of Edie's pussy - er, vagina. She threw her head back and moaned. Meanwhile Loretta slowed her strokes on my cock, but did not quit. She went on, "Just inside the vagina is the genital sensory area, or the G-spot. Much like the male frenulum, it is a site of intense pleasure when stroked."

I wiggled my fingers around inside Edie. Suddenly she gasped and I felt her contract around my fingers. "Yes yes, that's it!" she breathed. I worked on that spot, becoming so concentrated that I almost forgot Loretta was still stroking my cock. Suddenly Edie cried out and I felt a series of tight contractions squeeze my fingers.

Loretta stopped stroking my cock, and continued impassively, "This can quickly lead to orgasm of the female. However, most females are capable of being multi-orgasmic, so an orgasm early in foreplay can soon be repeated. Males are not so lucky, and must exercise control during foreplay to avoid being out of action for some time."

As she stopped stroking, my cock ached for more, but I knew I had to wait as things just seemed to be getting better and better. Loretta now moved until she was straddling my leg. I could feel her wet pussy against my thigh. She leaned in until her tits were rubbing my chest. Careful not to rub her leg against my throbbing cock she rubbed back and forth against me. After a bit of this my cock stopped twitching and I felt a little more in control.

Edie had stopped panting and opened her eyes. Now she took up the lesson. "Many teen girls learn that the male particularly likes oral stimulation, and often perform fellatio." Again I guess I looked dense because she said, "A blow job, David. A blow job."

I had heard the guys talking. Mike claimed Kathy was particularly good at sucking cock. But I had no idea how it would feel. Loretta slid down between my legs and took my still stiff dick in both hands. Then she delicately licked the very tip of it in small circles. Immediately it began to twitch again. She opened her lips and let it begin to slide inside her mouth. Then she sucked it in and out slowly. The feeling was intense. I jerked my hips and pulled her head toward me, forcing my cock deeper in her throat.




Hot Missouri Summer Ch. 05



She pulled away. "Hey, watch it. I can't deep throat the whole length of that thing. And don't you dare come in my mouth. Control, remember?" Edie was fishing in the pocket of the shorts she had taken off. She tossed a small packet to Loretta. Loretta opened it and took out a rubber, which she carefully rolled over my shaft. "Condoms serve a lot of purposes. Besides capturing the ejaculate, they can slightly reduce male sensitivity and aid in orgasm control," she said.

Loretta took my throbbing cock back in her mouth. I did not notice that the condom made it any less exciting. I tried to hold still, but soon my hips began to jerk again. When she felt that, she quickly pulled away from me and stood up between my legs. "Not yet, cowboy," she said. "Besides, it is my turn now." She came towards me and put one leg up on the arm of the chair, opening her pussy practically right in front of my eyes. "Go on, females like oral stimulation too. Show me you can find my clit and my G-spot."

I hesitated, but then I tentatively stuck out my tongue and gave her cunt a gentle lick. It had a musky, salty taste that was not unpleasant, and I found that licking it was stimulating me too. Loretta moaned a bit and thrust her hips toward me. I licked harder, and searched the top of her slit and found the hard little bump. I sucked it into my lips gently and her moan again.

Glancing over at Edie I saw that she had two fingers in her own pussy and was eagerly masturbating as she watched us.

I worked my tongue up and down Loretta's juicy slit, flicking her clit each time I reached the top. Then she pressed on the back of my head and I realized she wanted me to probe deeper. I penetrated into her with my tongue, and sought for the G-spot that I knew was near the entrance of the vagina. This left my lips pressing her clit, and when I found the G-spot she gave several jerks to her hips, and then I felt intense contractions around my tongue and knew she was coming hard. I grabbed her ass and pulled it toward me so my tongue penetrated as deep as possible, and she cried out, "Oh God, oh God!"

As she relaxed and stepped back, I realized that from never having touched a girl I had now brought two to climaxes in one evening. I felt proud of that, but my cock was still throbbing for my own climax. As Loretta stood there panting Edie came over to my chair.

"Now for the final, David. I know you will get an A+ on this one. You do your part and we will do ours." She climbed on one arm of the chair, spreading her legs and displaying that beautiful wet pussy. Loretta climbed on the other arm and leaned in until her tits were right next to my mouth. By now I knew what to do. As my mouth closed on her nipples, one hand went between her legs to rub her pussy. Meanwhile I got two fingers into Edie's pussy on the other side of me.

As I worked on the girls I felt a hand begin to stroke my cock. I was not sure which girl it was and did not really care. Soon Edie pulled off my fingers and her head disappeared between my legs. I felt her lips on my dick, moving up and down. After several strokes she rose back up and pushed Loretta away from my face to trust her own nipple in my mouth. Loretta slid off the chair and in between my legs, turning so her cute ass faced me. She backed up to my cock and began rubbing it with the cheeks of her butt. 

That felt so good that I pressed my hips forward to grind my cock in the valley. Edie felt that, and she slipped between my legs, pushing Loretta aside. Straddling me, she moved her pink cunt lips to my cock and began to rub its soft wetness on the tip without letting me penetrate. Meanwhile Loretta grabbed my hand and shoved three fingers up her cunt and began to work up and down. She leaned forward so I could suck a tit at the same time.

I knew I couldn't keep this up long. The pressure building up in my cock was tremendous. "Ohhh,ohhh," I moaned. I thrust my fingers deep into Loretta and pushed my cock hard against Edie's pussy, and came explosively. As my cock twitched hard so did my fingers, and I could feel both cunts contracting as I shot my cum. Both girls yelled as I moaned. It seemed our jerking and grinding would go on forever.

Then we all three fell back. The two girls snuggled softly against me. I idly rubbed Loretta's tit and Edie's ass gently. Slowly we pulled ourselves together. All still naked the three of us looked at each other.

"Well, David, you now have your A+ average back," murmured Edie.

"Yes, and the summer can't do anything now but get hotter," Loretta added.

I was sure she was right.