8 comments/ 124206 views/ 5 favorites Late Starter By: scorpio00155 Whether you believe it or not I was a virgin up to the age of thirty, I liked women, but for some reason I could never seem to get any further than a quick grope. The number of times I'd had my face slapped should have discouraged me, but I always thought that the next girl would be the one to break my duck. The way I lost my virginity was a complete surprise. I was a fitter in a coach company, every Friday after work I would go to the pub with Alan, one of the other fitters, for a few beers and a laugh before we went home. This particular Friday I was feeling low, I had been rebuffed yet again the night before, this time by a woman who was supposed to be a 'dead cert', to my knowledge half the unmarried men in the coachworks had been with her. It made me wonder if there was something wrong with me, it also made me believe that I would remain a virgin until the day I died. By the time knocking off time came I felt totally depressed and was not eager to go to the pub with Alan. "Come on John," Alan said to me in the changing room, "you look as though you could do with a jar or three." Shrugging into my jacket I followed him out of the door, soon we were ensconced in the saloon bar of the local pub, a pint of bitter in hand. "You've had a face that would shrivel a lemon all day," Alan commented after our third pint, "what's up?" For no good reason at all I poured out my problem on his shoulders, it was the first time I'd told anyone about it and I must admit I felt better for getting it off my chest. To my relief Alan didn't laugh or make an issue of my virginity, instead he invited me to dinner that evening. "Come on home with me now," he grinned, "Jan can rustle up something with no bother." Reluctantly I let him persuade me to agree, I had met his wife Jan once before, she was an attractive woman, small and very quiet. A couple of pints later we left the pub and wended our way to Alan's house. "Put your clothes on Jan," Alan shouted as he closed the front door, "we have a visitor." Jan appeared from the kitchen wiping her hands on a tea towel, her hair was loose and a strand of it lay across her forehead. "Oh, hello John." she greeted me, brushing the loose hair back into place, "If I'd known it was you I would have left my clothes on the chair." Their joking made me relax, smiling I said hello to Jan and let Alan lead me into the lounge. "Alan has come for dinner," Alan said to his wife, "hope you don't mind dear." "Not at all," she replied, "I was only doing bangers and mash, and there's plenty to go round." "Well," Alan said rubbing his hands together, "that's that sorted, how about a drink? G and T for you Jan, scotch for me and what about you John?" "Scotch will be fine." I answered. Jan disappeared out to the kitchen while Alan poured the drinks, I could hear the sizzling of fat as Alan handed me a very large scotch and told me to sit on the sofa. Alan took Jan's drink to her in the kitchen then came back to the lounge and sat in an armchair opposite and began to chatter on, I added a comment or two, but on the whole was happy to let him do the talking. Twenty minutes later my glass was empty and Jan was calling us to the dinner table. Though basic the meal was good and it helped to sop up some of the booze I'd put away, after the meal we all went into the lounge where Alan handed out more drinks. I'd sat myself on the sofa again, Alan sat himself in the armchair and Jan, now minus her pinny, sat herself on the sofa with me. One second later I spluttering into my drink as Alan told Jan about my virginity, blushing bright red I stared into my glass as he told her the story. "Anyway," Alan continued, "I thought John could help us. What do you think Jan?" "I like that idea Alan, but what does John think?" she replied. Wondering what they were on about I continued to stare into my now empty glass, in my mind I was working out how I could get away without appearing rude. "John," Alan said, "Jan and I have a problem that you may be able to help us with and at the same time solve your own problem." Puzzled I looked at Alan. "You see," Alan continued, "I'm impotent unless I see Jan getting fucked by another man. It's damned awkward finding men to, well, do the deed; normally they are strangers we pick up in a pub. If you are willing I know I can trust you not to blab about it to anyone else." "It would make a change," Jan commented, "to have sex with someone who I know and like." I was bewildered, it had never occurred to me that Alan had a problem in the sex area; he was always jack the lad, flirting with the female staff whenever he could. As for Jan I found her desirable, but had never pictured her as the eager and willing type, she always seemed so demure and quiet. The opportunity they were offering me though was too good to miss, I didn't mind if Alan watched me porking his wife, hell the whole world could watch if it meant I would lose my virginity, as for keeping my mouth shut, that went without saying. "I'm not sure what to say." I responded a few minutes later. "Say yes." Jan said taking my hand. "Yes." I laughed. "Great!" Alan said jumping out of his chair, "I'll pour us all a drink and put a video on." "Maybe John doesn't want to watch a video." Jan smiled, "They are rather raunchy." "All the better," I grinned like a school kid, "it'll warm things up." Laughing Alan filled the glasses then chose a video from a shelf, put it in the machine and turned on the TV, Jan shuffled across the sofa to sit close beside me. Excusing himself Alan left the room, as he went out the door Jan leant over and put her mouth near my ear. "John, let me guide you for your first time." she whispered. "I'm in your hands." I whispered back. "Alan will be back in a minute," Jan whispered, "he's gone to get undressed, kiss me before he comes back." Turning my head I leant forward and kissed her lightly on the lips, to my surprise she pressed her lips tightly to mine and sighed. "It's been a while," she smiled as we parted, "we had a bad experience with the last guy we picked up. That was six months ago and we haven't dared try again since. I am desperate to get laid and I can't think of anyone who I would want to get laid by more than you and Alan. God my pussy is wet already." I was amazed at the way Jan was speaking, it was a side of her I had never seen, but I liked it. Alan returned a moment later dressed in a gown, grinning he dimmed the lights and started the video. We watched the video for a few minutes; I must admit that I was more aware of Jan beside me than of what was happening on screen. Shortly after the video started Jan took my hand and put it on her knee, her legs opened a little in invitation. Thrilled at the thought of what was to come I slid my hand under her skirt onto the gusset of her panties, they were wet with her juices. "I told you." Jan whispered. Leaning over she kissed me while I stroked her pussy through her damp panties, tracing its outline with my fingers before pushing the material into her crack. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Alan lean forward in his chair licking his lips, instead of putting me off it actually gave me thrill and to heighten his pleasure I pushed Jan's skirt up with my wrist. Jan's hands had gone to my chest and I felt her tugging at the buttons of my shirt, she soon had it open and I felt her warm hands running over my bare chest. Bringing my other hand into play I opened her blouse to discover that she was not wearing a bra, eagerly I cupped her small breasts in my hand, teasing the nipples with my thumb and forefinger. Jan moaned as I teased her nipples and squeezed her tits, the fingers of my other hand pressing tightly into her pussy, stretching her panties to near tearing point. This was as near as I had ever come to the act before and when Jan began to struggle against me I thought my luck had struck again. I released her and she leapt to her feet, threw off her blouse and bra, tugged off her skirt and panties and sat down beside me again, naked except for her stockings and suspenders. With renewed hope I stood up and stripped of my clothes, my cock pointing at the ceiling as I released it from the confines of my underpants. "Oh my!" Jan breathed when she saw my cock, "How could you still be a virgin with a cock like that?" The size of my cock had been a part of my problem, the few women that had got around to feeling it through my trousers had immediately backed off as though in panic. Jan seemed eager to try it, despite the fact that she was only a small woman. "What a waste." she sighed closing her small hand around it. The girth of my cock was such that she couldn't close her hand around it, and her eyes sparkled as she gazed at my fourteen inches. Jan pulled me down onto the sofa again and kissed me, her small tits pressing against my chest as I moved a hand down to her pussy. When I probed at her with a finger Jan sighed and thrust down onto my finger. With my thumb I found her clit and rubbed it while she rode up and down on my finger, her pussy tight around it, so tight I found it hard to believe that she would be able take my cock. Her hand was rubbing up and down on my shaft, tracing its shape and exciting me in the process. Parting our lips she leant back, offering her nipples to me, with a smile of anticipation I leant down and sucked one of her nipple, the tiny bud hard in my mouth. Rolling it on my tongue I added a second finger to the one in her pussy, Jan moaned and shuddered as I began to move my two fingers in her tight cunt. When I released her nipple Jan offered me the other tit, happy to oblige I sucked the nipple into my mouth. A few minutes later Jan pulled her nipple from my mouth and lowered her head into my lap, I felt her tongue flick over the skin of my prick, covering every inch with a thin trail of saliva. Then I felt her mouth close over my cap, it must have stretched her mouth yet she took it with a groan of pleasure. Slowly she took more of my cock into her mouth, more than I would have believed possible for such a small woman, I felt my knob touch the back of her throat then I felt her swallowing. I gasped as my cock slid into her throat, slowly her head sank closer and closer to my pubic hair, and from across the room I heard Alan laugh at my surprise. Disbelievingly I felt Jan swallow all fourteen inches of my prick, her mouth nuzzling at my pubis as she began a swallowing motion that massaged my shaft. "God!" I breathed as I became more aroused. Amazed and excited I sat there, my cock buried in Jan's throat, and enjoyed every moment of the pleasure this petite woman was giving me. How much time passed I don't know, but eventually I felt the tightening in my balls that indicated my climax was near. Somehow Jan seemed to sense this, her head raised and my shaft slid out of her throat until only my knob remained in her mouth. I had thought that she would release my prick, but this was not the case, her lips closed around my shaft and she sucked at the bulb of hard flesh in her mouth, her tongue rolling around and around on the sensitive spot on the underside of the cap. With a cry I climaxed, my seed coursing up my shaft to erupt into Jan's mouth, the gush overflowing at the sides of her lips as she desperately tried to swallow it all. The flow slowed then stopped, but Jan kept on sucking my cock, glistening trails of my spunk running from the corners of her mouth. From across the room I could hear Alan sighing as he watched Jan sucking me, but my attention was quickly returned to Jan as she sucked and licked my tool back to life. A while later she raised her head and looked at my massive prick, which was now hard and erect from her attentions. "What a gorgeous cock." she breathed I can't wait to have it up me." I was no longer surprised at the change in this woman I had thought so demure when I had first met her, but before she 'had' my cock up her I was going to savour the taste of her pussy. Matching thought to action I slid off the couch, parted Jan's legs and moved between them. "Ooh yes," Jan breathed, "lick my cunt until I scream." As I lowered my head to her pussy I sensed more than heard Alan move to get a better view of what I was about to do to his wife's pussy. Savouring the moment I ran my tongue the length of her slit, her juices were sticky and sweet on my taste buds. Slowly I licked at her eager flesh, my tongue pressing ever harder as time passed. Gradually I worked my round to her clit, rolling my tongue on the hard bud of sensitive flesh made Jan gasp and as I pressed harder on it she groaned with the pleasure I was giving her. Before long Jan was squirming and moaning continually, I pressed my hands to her thighs to hold her still and continued my attentions to her clit. After a while I slid my tongue down to Jan's fanny, my tongue pushing at the flesh, penetrating to the source of her juices. "SUCK ME!" Jan cried, "LICK ME OUT!" Eagerly I did just as she asked, my lips pressing to her flesh as I thrust my tongue into her wet, tight little hole. Her fanny was so tight that I was having difficulty in getting my tongue into her and it struck me that there was no way that Jan would be able to take my three inch diameter cock, I was doomed to remain a virgin, but I was determined to enjoy what I could get. All my thoughts faded as Jan writhed and cried out, her legs forcing my hands closed as she clamped them around my head. Slowly I licked my way back to Jan's clit and as I closed my mouth around her sex button I probed her pussy with a finger, forcing it into her tight hole then sliding it backwards and forwards. Jan's thighs clenched around my ears as I slid my finger in and out, my tongue pressing on the hard bud of her clit as I sucked it into my mouth. "AAAGH!" Jan screamed in pleasure, her juices wetting my knuckle as she climaxed. Jan's body shuddered so much as she came that I could no longer keep my mouth on her clit and was forced to raise my head. Looking down at her exposed pussy I plunged my finger in and out of her, her screams filling the air as I drove her to another climax. Beside me I noticed that Alan was now naked, his prick hard and ready for action, his eyes wild and excited, his tongue flicking across his lips as he watched what I was doing to his wife. "Give her two fingers." he breathed. I was sure that Jan would be too tight to take two of my fingers, but I attempted it and to my surprise and amazement succeeded in driving two of my fingers deep into her fanny. She was tight, her flesh gripping my fingers in a vice like grip as her body bucked and writhed in orgasm. "FUCK ME JOHN!" Jan cried out, "FUCK ME NOW!" I was only too willing to oblige, but at the same time I was convinced that she just couldn't take me. Jan's hands reached out and pulled me to her, my cock pressed along her slit, then one of her hands forced its way between our bodies taking hold of my hardness. I leant back as Jan guided my prick to her fanny, my knob pressing at the entrance to heaven, an entrance I was sure I would never enter. Guided by Jan's hand I pushed forward, her flesh giving against the pressure, suddenly she threw her legs wide and pushed her lower body towards me and I gasped as my knob was engulfed in her wet depths. The feel of her flesh around my knob was bliss; eagerly I pushed forward and felt my shaft sliding into her depths, the tightness of her sending shivers of delight through me. With a cry Jan thrust her body up to meet me, I cried out in pleasure and amazement as all fourteen inches of my hard cock surged into her. "Fuck her hard!" Alan whispered beside me. But I had other plans, I was going to savour this moment to the full and for a few moments I lay still, revelling in the feel of Jan's muscles rippling on my flesh, gripping me as though to trap me forever. "It's so big!" Jan sighed breathlessly, "Your prick is filling me up!" Slowly I pulled back, my prick rubbing along the moist was of her pussy, the sensations indescribable as I drew back until only my knob was left inside. Equally as slowly I pushed forward and again felt the sheer pleasure of Jan's pussy gripping and sliding on my cock. Drifting in a sea of sensations, the like of which I had never felt before, I slowly moved in and out, Jan's cries sounding shrill and distant in my ears. Gradually, as the moments passed, my movements became faster until eventually I was thrusting at her, my balls slapping against her with each thrust. Beneath me Jan matched my strokes, thrusting up to meet my every surge, her body writhing and bucking as I drove her to climax again and again. I felt Jan's legs closed around my back, the movement tightening the muscles of her fanny around my thrusting prick, squeezing me tightly with every movement I made. The blood was pounding in my ears as I felt my balls begin to tighten, like a man possessed I pounded in and out of Jan's pussy until I felt I could hold back no longer. With a final thrust and a load groan of bliss I buried my cock deep inside her and felt the rush of my seed as it burst deep into her womb, as my juices shot into her Jan screamed, her legs locked around me as her body shook under me. Then, the first rush over, I began to move again, pumping in and out forcing myself on and on, thirty years of celibacy driving me on until once again I felt the rush of my climax, the flow of my seed in fountain of white heat that filled Jan once more. Breathless I let my thrusting slow, gradually coming down from the high I had been on, until at last I pulled my shrunken (nine inches) cock from Jan's pussy. Leaning back I looked at Jan as she lay shuddering on the couch, I could see my juices starting to bubble out of her pussy, guilty I had the thought that I had worn her out and that Alan would be frustrated. How little I knew Jan, as I moved back she opened her eyes and held up her hands to Alan. "Fuck me darling!" she gasped out. Eagerly Alan took my place and I watched in growing excitement as he fucked Jan, his movements hard and fast, her cries loud and ringing. I was fascinated by the sight of Alan's cock flashing in and out of Jan's pussy, his flesh glistening in a mix of her juices and mine. Then Alan thrust deep into Jan, his body twitching and jerking and I knew that his seed was bursting inside her to mix with mine. Alan began trusting again and I knew he was going to fill her again, pulling myself onto the couch I leant forward to see better and watched as Alan came deep inside Jan once more. Gasping for breath Alan moved away from Jan's shaking body and dragged himself onto the couch on the other side of her, our eyes met over Jan's naked form and he grinned at me. "How did you enjoy your first time?" he asked quietly. "I don't have the words to describe it." I grinned back, "Thank you both." Jan sat up a little, reaching to the back of the couch she produced a small towel which, with a few gasps, she placed under her oozing pussy, she radiated sheer satisfaction. With a demure smile Jan looked at me, reaching out she took one of my hands in hers. "Are you satisfied?" she asked, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "Very." I smiled, "Are you?" Alan had a wide grin on his face and I sensed that knew what was coming next. "Oh yes," Jan grinned, "but I'm ready to be satisfied some more." As I stared in surprise Alan burst out laughing. "I wish you could see your face." Alan roared. "I'm glad I can't." I replied blushing, "Are you serious Jan?" "I'm always serious where sex is concerned." she laughed, "I really can't get enough of it." Alan got up and fixed some drinks, sitting back down on the couch he and Jan explained their situation. That Alan couldn't get turned on without watching Jan getting fucked I already knew, but it was a surprise to learn that Jan was a borderline nymphomaniac. I wondered how they had held their marriage together for so long with all their problems and commented on it. Late Starter "We thought," Jan sighed, "that we had found the answer when we started answering contact ads, but the bad experience we had six months ago killed the idea." "It seems you need a live in lover." I said jokingly. "The thought had occurred to us." Alan said seriously, "Our problem, until now, has been finding the right person." "You've found someone then?" I asked. "We think so." Jan smiled. I still couldn't get over how demure Jan's smile seemed, even if, as now, she was stark naked with juices seeping from her pussy. It was also a surprise to find myself feeling a little jealous of the lucky guy who was going to join Alan and Jan. "I hope it works out for you." I said at last. "Well," Jan responded, her hand reaching out to take mine, "it all depends on you." "Me?" I asked in a puzzled tone. "Of course." Alan grinned, "Who else? Do you think I'd have brought anyone else from work home to fuck Jan." To say I was stunned would be an understatement, but eventually they convinced me that they were serious and I eagerly agreed, after all sharing a house with a sexy couple would be a damn sight better than the one room bed-sit I was living in. Of course when I agreed Jan was ecstatic and insisted that we have a celebratory fuck, seconds later she was sucking my cock while Alan pounded in and out of her pussy, it was a perfect start for what turned out to be a long and happy relationship. Late Starters LATE STARTERS By the time her last year at High School got underway, Judith saw herself as cute rather than pretty. Her front teeth were a bit too prominent for her liking, but her hair came down past her shoulders and her figure was developing nicely at last, with the promise of a little more to come. A hormonal dysfunction had put her miles behind all the other girls in her year in her physical development, but now at just 18, her hormones were raging at last. The Health Ed teacher said that boys think about sex all the time, and Judith sometimes wondered if that was normal for girls too. She certainly did. Sex and the development of her body were right up there with boys and romance as topics that went round and round inside her head during almost all her waking hours. Her change from child to young woman was years overdue, but at last it was almost complete. She knew by now she was never going to have big tits, but what she had so far looked and felt quite good. Two little cupcakes, and her nipples seemed to be hard all the time lately. Her soft little twat had been gradually growing a sparse covering of fur for a few years now, but her pussy still only had a tight little slit furrowing through it. Except when she turned on and got all excited. Then her soft pink inner lips would swell and poke out through her furrow, and her clit would get all swollen and tender. She had been waiting for her first period to arrive for years. She couldn't wait to be a woman, in that way, anyway. "Becoming a woman" by having sex was something different. Or was it? It had been a typical shitty day at school. The usual sort of stuff: teachers raving on about things they couldn't care less about. The attractive boys ignored her completely, and the drips and dweebs and retards made stupid comments and tried to stroke her bottom as they 'passed' in the corridor. All the boys in high school had been ignoring her for years, so at least some attention was better than none. It seemed she had watched enviously forever, as her girlfriends grew tits and hips and all started their periods and got boyfriends and "did it" while she stayed underdeveloped and ignored. None of the boys trying to touch her "accidentally" would really be much of a lover anyway. at least that was what the other girls at school said. Judith joined them in talking as though she knew what sex was all about. She did know the basics from books and Health Ed and stuff. She even knew a bit about what it might feel like, but not with boys; Only with herself. For all her big talk to the other girls, and for all the worldly attitude she demonstrated, Judith was technically as pure as the driven snow. Still a virgin! Dammit! The question of how long she would stay one was open, since she didn't know any suitable boys. There were certainly boys at school who "did it" but none of them had ever shown any interest in her. David was the exception. Sometimes Judith wondered if he might be interested. He lived next door, and his parents had just taken him out of high school and sent him to a local military style academy to cram for College. He looked quite good in the grey uniform! They had at least one thing in common. David was a month younger than Judith, but his puberty had also come very late and she had heard the other boys calling him "peewee." Now, it was obvious his balls were dropping at last (whatever that meant). He was quite a lot taller than her now and was getting a bit of fuzz on his chin and even a few pimples. But lately, Judith he didn't even know him. They used to play together a bit when they were younger, but since he had started to develop, David hardly spoke to her. When he did, he always seemed embarrassed. He would sometimes drop what might have been hints about doing homework together, but he would never come right out and ask. Besides, he was a goody goody. A bit prudish, and when she had sometimes told him a "dirty" joke, he never seemed to get it. He seemed completely uninterested in sex, and completely uninterested in her. But David wasn't a "peewee" any more. He surely had something developing in his pants. Judith often thought about the way she had seen David's swim trunks bulge last summer at the local public pool. Was that a real stiffy? He was embarrassed though, and she had only got a glimpse of his hardness before he covered himself in a towel and made an excuse to move away from the group of girls she was with. It was so nice to come home; even her musings about David on her walk home from school were not the curative that actually getting home was. The first thing Judith did - the first thing she always did, was to go to her room and get out of her clothes. She couldn't get out of her bra and panties fast enough. God, she hated clothes! There was nothing in the whole world as nice as the air on her naked flesh. She loved the way her pussy got all moist and tingly when she stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom and admired the way her body was changing, becoming more rounded and curved. The way her tender little titties were growing and swelling. The way the downy little patch of hair on her pubes was getting thicker and longer. The bathroom mirror was the only one that was long enough to show her pussy and bumhole when she bent over and spread her cheeks. But it wasn't really close enough in the bathroom mirror. For a good close view she needed her hand mirror. After school, before her Mom came home from work, she would sometimes lie on her bed and look at herself. She loved the look of her little puckered bumhole and the way the skin was all brown and smooth from there to the ends of her folds. She loved the way that just looking at herself "down there" made her feel all funny and buzzy in the middle. She loved the way that spreading her legs tightened the muscles in her groin and made them tingle and buzz even more. She loved the way that everywhere "down there" responded to clenching her buttocks and pressing her legs together. Best of all, she loved how that little pink nubbin of flesh would start to peek out from her little girl folds when she lay there looking at herself. That was the best sight of all. Sometimes she would see moisture shining on the lips of her pussy. Sometimes she would just have to forget about studying her little tuft of fur and the swelling at the top of her slit and pleasure herself for a while. Her fingers would find their way between her legs. She would gently brush over the soft fur that was beginning to thicken on her pussy, deliberately teasing herself by only just touching the soft folds of flesh, and avoiding her rapidly maturing little clitty as it roused itself and peeked further out. Lying on her back, Judith would part her legs slightly. As she teased herself, her knees would pull up towards her titties, and finally, with her legs spread as wide as they would go, her fingers would begin to move rhythmically up and down her slit - tightening her folds against her swelling clit, and spreading her buzz. She would always go slowly at first, but as her feelings got stronger and stronger, and her slit got wetter and wetter, she would touch and push against herself faster and rougher. Eventually her hands would start jerking her pussy lips really fast until she would explode! That was the most delicious part. Judith could always sense just when it was going to happen. The tightness and throbbing would start in the bottom of her stomach, right down on her pubes at the base of her groin and her little pussy would become more and more swollen and wet. The soft pink inner lips of her child-woman cunt would begin to swell and pooch outwards as if to wrap themselves around her probing, questing fingers. Her fingers would push through the outer folds of her sex and she could slip her middle finger right up inside herself. It was so hot and slippery and it felt so nice that she would almost always keep coming, and her now-rigid body would shudder and she would gasp and try not to make a noise. It smelled and tasted so nice too that sometimes she sucked her fingers when she had finished. But somehow one hand would always find its way back to her pussy. She couldn't count how many times she had fallen asleep after such an episode, with the middle finger of her right hand resting on her tender little folds. Thank goodness Mom or Dad hadn't wandered into her room and discovered her like that. Dad never came in without knocking now, but Mom still sometimes peeked. But Judith knew she was safe for a few hours after school. Both her parents worked, and Mom wouldn't be home 'til after five, and Dad came home much later. Of course thoughts of David were not usually foremost in Judith's mind when she pleasured herself. Today, she was half closing her eyes and thinking of Neil Harrop. He was one of the boys from school who had been shaving and ignoring her since he was fourteen. He played guitar in a band at the local dances Judith used to go to before she got tired of being ignored. Neil Harrop was cool. His hair was wavy and he had ginger sideburns. And a girlfriend. Judith had seen them at the movies, giggling in the back row. Feeling each other up! She wondered how it might feel to have Neil Harrop putting his hands on her. Nice -- she could imagine kissing him and feeling his hands on her breasts and pussy. She could almost imagine what it might be like to have him fuck her. She couldn't quite visualize his cock. Matter of fact, she couldn't quite visualize anyone's cock, because she had never seen a real one. Little boys yes, and even Peter Jones with a little stiffy a few years ago, but nothing more than that. It didn't hold her back though. Even imagining fucking made her so horny! As Judith's hands wandered over her body, moving from tits to pussy and back, she began to breathe heavily. Her pants began to end in little grunts and then as her hips began to come off the bed to the rhythm of her finger along her slit, the grunts became moans. As she began to move her finger in and out inside herself her moans became louder and she began to move her head from side to side on the pillow. In the midst of her panting and groaning, Judith half caught a movement from the side of her vision. She turned her head and opened her eyes. There in the doorway to her room stood David! Judith's eyes bulged as sheer panic overwhelmed her. After a second or so when everything seemed to freeze, Judith clamped her legs together to hide the hand that was still buried in between them and curled into a ball to try and hide her tits. Her open mouth struggled to gasp "Get out!!" but she managed only a strangled gasp. She noticed that David's mouth was open too! He looked really strange. His eyes looked funny and his hand was on the front of his trousers. David stepped into the room. He hadn't come over to see Judith like this. He certainly hadn't come over expecting to catch her pleasuring herself. In fact, he hadn't known girls did that. He did, of course. He'd been doing it for more than a year now, every day, and sometimes more often. He'd finally come next door to see if Judith wanted to do some homework with him. He'd knocked, and thought he'd heard a faint "come in", so he slipped in the back door and only then heard the pants and little moans from Judith's room. They were really exciting, even though he didn't know what they were about until he got to the door and saw Judith. All of Judith. Moaning softly and panting and moving her body on the bed as she fingered her cunt. Her cunt! He had talked about cunts and dreamed about cunts and imagined cunts for a couple of years now. He had improvised cunts from cardboard tubes, from hot water bottles, and from his hands. He had shot cum all over his belly, handkerchiefs, socks, pillows, sheets and sleeping bag, but he knew a real cunt would be better than that. He had never seen a grown up girl, but he at least knew what a real cunt smelled like. Five years before, when "normal" kids in school were getting all interested in sex, John Webster would go into the resource room at school with Andrea Campbell and offer his fingers for smelling when he came out. David had often wondered about Judith -- how much hair she had on her pubes, and what she was like "down there," and here he was with Judith for real. And she was naked and playing with her cunt. He'd thought she was keen on sex since his little brother had told him she had played "sex games " with him and Peter Jones. He had fantasized about playing "sex games" with Judith and "pashing up," but he had always been embarrassed around her since she had started to develop, so he pretended he wasn't interested in sex. Besides, he would get stiff all the time even thinking about Judith and sex. Just being around her would sometimes make him so hard that he would have to go off to the bathroom and wank. Thinking about putting his hands down her pants or under her blouse was enough to start him stroking, and he usually squirted his cum just thinking what it would be like to put his fingers in her and feel her up. And here she was! Her eyes met his and locked with them. "Don't stop" was all he could manage to say. With that brief exchange, a whole new world opened between them. Though her eyes never broke from David's, Judith's body began slowly, almost unconsciously, to uncurl. She became aware again of the warm, wet jelly between her legs and the buzz her fingers were still giving as they transferred the pressure of her tightly clamped thighs to all of her "down there". She half lay back on the bed and tentatively recommenced rubbing herself, looking warily at David. He said nothing, but slowly inched forward into the bedroom, totally unconscious of his grasp on his cock and the tightness in his balls, totally unconscious of anything except his fascination with Judith and his imaginings about her hand and what it was touching between her thighs. He approached the bed and stood beside it. At first, Judith kept eye contact with him, but his face wasn't really reactive. Even when he stood beside her, his eyes were glazed and his gaze was vacant. Gradually, Judith stopped concentrating on David. Her fingers were pushing her to the edge again, and as she felt the familiar build up of tension, she began once again to moan softly, closing her eyes. But now it wasn't Neill Harrop she was imagining, it was David she was imagining doing things to cause the buzz in her clit. Her fingers increased their tempo, and she spread her legs a bit and began to arch her back and raise her hips slightly. David moved towards the foot of the bed and leaned over to get a better view. He could see Judith's fingers pulling and stroking her folds, and the pink nubbin of her clit peeping from between them. They glistened with her moisture, and he could smell the musky scent of her excitement. He clutched his cock harder and began to move his hand on it, feeling his hardness through the grey serge uniform trousers and cotton jockeys. When Judith began to slip her middle finger between her folds, David became aware of the pressure building in his own balls, and the sight of her finger disappearing up inside her caused an ache and tension that made him grab harder at himself and move faster. He was right on the edge of coming when Judith went rigid and began to shudder. Her moans gave way to a muffled noise somewhere between a gasp and a scream. She bucked a few times and then lay languorously back. David paused in his rubbing, and became riveted on the sight of Judith's body relaxing, fascinated by the way her fingers slowed their rhythm and became almost lazy as they moved from between her folds to stoke and rub gently and slowly around her sparsely furred mons and clit. She opened her eyes and smiled up at him as he stood leaning forward by the foot of the bed. Then her eyes widened a little as she focused on the bulge in the front of his pants. "You're stiff!" she challenged, half amused and half accusingly. "Want to see?" Judith nodded silently, and David pulled the grey shirt over his head and slipped the new grey serge trousers down. He pulled his jockeys down and stepped out of them. He stood before her completely nude except for his uniform socks. Judith didn't know what to think. Right in front of her was the most beautiful, and yet strangest thing she had ever seen. David's cock was sticking a good six inches out from his body. The head of his cock was bare and smooth and his balls hung snugly below the base of his shaft. Judith was fascinated and scared and turned on all at once. Her hand strayed back to her pussy and again probed the slippery, puffy folds between her legs and her slippery but still virginal hole. David sat down on the edge of Judith's bed, and his hand moved back to his still rigid cock, while her fingers were still probing her wetness. The nearness of her body and the little shiver she gave as his hip made accidental contact with her skin made him tingle and buzz all over and his cock got so hard it actually hurt! They turned slightly towards each other, with Judith's eyes glued on David's cock, and all his attention focused on that magic part of her between her thighs. She reached out tentatively for his shaft, touching his exposed glans with one finger, and pulling back with half a giggle when his cock jerked and twitched in response. "You can touch me. It feels really nice," he whispered. Judith took her other hand away from her pussy, and put it, still slippery with her juices, around the shaft. David writhed and pulled back a little. Judith withdrew both her hands. "Did I hurt you? "No -- its lovely. Its just that I'm afraid I'll shoot my cum." Judith said nothing. She knew that his cum was sperm, and as she wondered about it shooting out, she became aware of a strange feeling inside her - almost an aching feeling. The ache was a bit like the feeling that she would get just before she exploded when she rubbed herself, but at the same time, there was something that was totally new. Judith realized with another little shiver that she wanted David to shoot his cum inside her; Not just to put his big hard cock in her slit and slip it in, not just to take her bloody virginity and make her a woman "that way", but to actually shoot his sperm in her. She was a bit scared of that big cock, as well as excited. It seemed so huge. She could get one finger inside herself easily enough, but even when she had her juices all over her hands, she was too tight for two fingers. There was no way it would go inside her without hurting. And sperm made babies! But Judith knew, not yet. Her Health Ed teacher and all the books were really clear that she could have babies as soon as she had her first period,and she was still waiting. She had tits, and pubes, and thought about boys and sex day and night - but no period yet. Perhaps it would be all right to do it...... "Would you like to fuck me?" She just came right out with it without even thinking. David was stopped in his tracks. Of course he wanted to. For years he had been dreaming about fucking. For months and months he had wanted to fuck every girl he saw. "But I haven't got a condom." "It'll be okay -- I haven't had a period yet. Do you want to? You won't tell anyone, will you?" Of course I won't tell --my Dad would kill me." "My Mom too. But she won't be home for another two hours, and Dad won't be home until late!" David turned towards Judith and lay beside her, rolling over on his side with his body in contact with hers. She put her hand on his penis and his hand found its way to her swollen mons. It was just like skimming his fingers across the top of a bowl of warm jelly. The feeling of her heat and wetness was totally new. He shuddered involuntarily, and his penis reared and jerked in Judith's hand. Judith giggled and let go, but David rolled and thrust to keep his penis in contact with her, and she held him again.