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The Summer of the Garden Boys

By: The Summer of the Garden Boys



My cock sprang to life again, harder than I could ever remember getting before. When I thought I was going to explode, I pulled back, gasping for air. I rolled back onto my back, staring at a billion stars and millions of distant galaxies, my head spinning. I could actually feel the planet moving through the sky. I laid there and wondered how such joy could come so quickly into my life. Delinda rolled up so that her arm could reach across my chest.

"I don't think it's fair that you are wearing pants and I am not." 

Her fingers traced circles around my nipples and then dropped down to my belly, nails tickling the hair between my bellybutton and belt line. She gripped the top of my pants and pulled until the button came undone on my Levi's. She struggled but managed to get the other four buttons loose, despite the pressure from behind them. She got up on her knees and worked he way around between my legs until she could reach up and grab my waistline and pull my pants off. 

I was so excited I didn't realize she had pulled my boxers off as well until my bare ass was laying against the soft cloth of the sleeping bag. She reached up and tried to circle my cock with one hand, barely touching her middle finger and thumb around my girth. "You really are large." 

I didn't answer. What could I answer? I had a reputation all through high school and it was well deserved. I had never seen anyone with a cock as large as mine, but I hadn't really paid attention to that many men naked. It was less than eight inches soft, more than ten inches hard. But it was sensitive. Delinda's hand on my cock was nearly enough for me to lose my first load to someone other than myself.

"Now what's not fair?" I asked. "I am naked and you are overdressed." 

Delinda leaned forward, and let me fumble with her bra until I managed to release her beautiful breasts. I weighed them carefully in my hands. Each one was a bit heavier at the bottom and that caused the nipples which were dark red and hard, to point upward invitingly. Each areola was about the size of a fifty cent piece. As I cupped both of them in my callused hand, she responded by leaning into me. 

I pulled her up until I could reach her panties and slid my fingers into the waistband. I had a much easier time getting her out of those, except from her calves down. My arms weren't long enough. There was an awkward moment while she kicked them free. Then I laid back down and she sat on my stomach, my cock head caught under her ass. 

This was uncomfortable for me and I grabbed her waist and lifted her over my cock so her pussy was nearer to my balls. She laid down on my chest and we began to kiss again. Now I had both hands free and my cock was trapped between us, rubbing on that gentle bush of her womanhood. 

I let my hands roam all over her body, getting bolder with every pass near her ass until finally I was exploring her ass and the crevice beyond. I slid a fingertip along her moist slit and she shuddered, I thought I did something wrong. I moved my hands away and took my time getting close again, all the while we were kissing, tongues intertwined, trying to devour each other.

When I began to explore her land of promise again, she parted her legs slightly, encouraging me to stay this time and explore. I did. She was soft and warm and wet, three things that seemed to be the most erotic sensations I had ever felt. I pushed my finger deeper into her slit until I could feel her holiest of holes. 

I carefully massaged around the opening until I could take it no longer and slid one of my long callused fingers into her. She responded by arching her back sitting up, nearly breaking my wrist. She moved her groin up until my cock was trapped beneath her hot pussy. My cock head stuck out from between us and my balls were wedged under her ass. It was torture. Exquisite torture. 

She began to slide to and fro, rubbing her clit up and down the length of my shaft, riding on a tide of her own juices. She rubbed until she climaxed, my fingers in her cunt and my cock rubbing her nubbin. She collapsed on my chest, her breast right against my mouth. 

I took advantage of this and began to nuzzle her nipple, which brought her back to life. She moved off of me and put her hand on my cock, barely covering a third of it. Slowly she worked her hand up and down it's length and in only a few strokes I was jetting streams of cum into the grass above my head, onto my own face, all over my chest and belly. This was my first sexual experience with a partner.

"My god!" she declared. "I can't believe how much came out!" She drew her finger through one of the ropes of jism and put it under her nose. She touched it to her tongue. Then she put the finger into her mouth, getting the full flavor. 

"Not bad," she assured me. "Not bad at all."

She spent five minutes licking my entire discharge from my belly, chest and face. I was rock hard again and a long drop of precum was dripping out. She noticed. Delinda stuck her tongue out and licked the cum off my cock's tip. 

The next sensation I felt was like no other I'd ever had. Her mouth was straining but she had the tip and four inches buried in her mouth. It was warm and velvet all the same, with an occasional electric jolt as her molars rubbed against me. Those hurt. In minutes I was coming again, this time choking her, but Delinda refused to quit sucking until she had the whole copious volume in her stomach.

Now it was my turn. I sat up and easily dislodged her. I grabbed her waist and laid her on her back, pointing her nicely trimmed bush right at my nose. I dove in and licked and sucked until I could hear her whimpering in pleasure. I drove my tongue deep into her pussy and twirled it around. I could feel a gush of sweet wetness coming from deep within. I lapped this up and kept drinking from her nectar.

I spread her legs wide and she responded by grabbing her thighs behind her knees and spreading her legs even farther. This gave me room to work. I inserted a finger into her pussy and pressed. Soon five inches of finger was working away at her triangle. I felt something spongy in her pussy, up behind her pubic bone. I explored this, rubbing and circling it, trying to decide what it was. This made her climax even harder. 

"I need you to make love to me. Put it in me," she panted.

"Are you sure? It's awfully big and you are awfully small down there."

"Yes I'm sure. I want you to be my first. I want you to be my first right now." She pulled on me until I was kneeling between her opened legs. I placed my cock at her opening.

"Are you certain?" It wouldn't have mattered what she said next, my hard dick was not going to be denied. 

"Yes," she answered, steeling herself for the intrusion.

The head slipped in easily, giving me confidence. The next two inches were hard, I could feel Delinda straining not to cry. I waited, pulled back slightly made her relax, then pressed another two in. She gasped in pain, fingernails digging sharply into my back, heels digging into my thighs. 

I pulled out again and slammed back in, getting another two inches in. I felt something hard and rubbery stopping my progress. As I adjusted my knees to get a better angle I felt the head of my dick find a soft spot in her cervix. By now I didn't care about her comfort. I had lost control. This was more pleasure than I ever imagined I could experience. I wanted MORE.

I pulled back and slammed the rest home, two inches of my cock violating her cervix, a vice within a vice. I waited, not to let her adjust because that thought never crossed my mind. I waited until my own urge to orgasm passed. I desperately wanted this to last forever. When I felt like I could move without losing it, I started moving in and out in increments. Half an inch at a time. 

The grip of her cervix on the head of my dick was too much. Despite my best efforts it took just a few short strokes and I was coming deep in her pussy. I stopped moving, embarrassed at my lack of will power. Delinda didn't notice. She was still trying to adjust and relax to accommodate my girth and length. My ejaculation coated her canal and my cock slid in and out easier. My cock stayed hard. (I wish that were still the case.) 

In a few minutes the grimace on her face was replaced by one of desire. I was fucking a beautiful teenage girl and she was liking it. I was in love to be sure, but first I was in a rut. I thrust into her, probably causing as much pain as pleasure.

I could feel her orgasm building for the third time, which in turn caused my forth to build. I thrust into her over and over, not doing anything else besides trying to piston my cock into her wonderful hole. We rode like that for several minutes until we both finally came, collapsing into a sweaty, grass covered heap.

When I finally caught my breath, I realized we were not alone. Lisa was standing there, stark naked in the starlight. Brad was standing behind her, hands on her waist. Lisa was clearly aroused, her shortness of breath and pebble-hard nipples giving her away. So was Brad. At least the part of him that was still visible.

He was slowly sliding his engorged cock in and out of Lisa's pussy from behind. Delinda and I watched, trying to catch our breath, as Lisa reached back with both hands and grabbed Brad's neck, arching her back and granting him deeper access. We watched them as they had watched us. We watched Brad's legs shake with the intensity of an orgasm as he pushed his seed deep into her belly and they both collapsed on the sleeping bag with Delinda and I.

Things had certainly changed for the Garden Boys. But that was just the first of many, many changes that summer was going to deliver. And the night was just beginning.