Jen awoke the next morning and looked at herself in the mirror. She knew she was different now but couldn't see any change in her reflected image. She dressed and went down to breakfast. She wondered if her parents would notice any change in her. They either didn't say anything or didn't notice anything different because breakfast went as it had all of her life. After eating she hurried out the door to her bus.

As she waited for her bus, she looked for Rick and his brother but didn't see them. The bus arrived and she sat in an empty seat. It was just another boring day and she started daydreaming. Someone sitting down next to her brought her back to reality.

"Hi," Rick smiled. "How are you today."

Even after the events of the previous night, Jen was still shy. Her eyes went to her lap as she answered softly, "Sore."

Seemingly ignoring her shyness, Rick asked, "Will I see you tonight?"

"No," Jen answered, her cheeks turning slightly red.

"Tomorrow night?" Rick asked. As he spoke, his hand inched over and touched Jen's.

"Maybe," she answered as she took his hand but still continued to look down. The short conversation ended but the two rode to school hand in hand.

School that day was terrible for Jen. Her mind was still a little scrambled and it seemed like every teacher decided to have a pop quiz. Jen passed but not with her usual ease. Rick didn't take the bus home that afternoon so Jen rode alone. To top it off, her mother had a major household project so Jen had to help her all afternoon. After she finished what seemed like too much homework for one night, Jen went to bed exhausted.

The next day, Rick rode to school with his brother. Jen was disappointed as she had enjoyed his company the day before even though they hadn't really talked. All during the day, she thought of him. In the afternoon she rode home with Rick seated next to her. Again they didn't talk but he did hold her hand again. As they got off the bus, he smiled at her and whispered, "See you tonight?"

Jen nodded and then went to her house. She would have liked to stay and talk to him but was afraid her mother would see.

The afternoon dragged and evening wasn't any faster. Jen went to bed early. She hoped her parents would turn in early but she had no such luck. Maybe it was just her anticipation but they seemed to go to bed later than usual. After what felt like ages, the house finally became quiet.

After waiting what Jen deemed as long enough for her parents to fall asleep, Jen got out of her bed. The nightgown she wore to bed was the shortest one she had. It only came down to mid thigh. Anyone else would have thought it conservative but with her choices, it was the best Jen could do. She reached under the nightgown and pushed her big, ugly panties to the floor and stepped out of them. She again reached under her nightgown to confirm what she felt. Her pussy was wet. It was something she never experienced before. Jen drew a finger between the folds of her pussy lips and then brought it to her face. In the moonlight, she could see it glisten. Her finger was so close to her nose she could smell her muskiness. She remembered Rick and scurried out the window.

Jen made her way quickly through the darkness to Rick's house. As she approached the yard, she saw him sitting on a picnic table. Her pace slowed as she walked toward him. He was dressed only in his underwear. Even though she tried to be as quiet as she could, he saw her coming. He stood and walked toward her. She could see the bulge in his underwear. His balls pushed out between his legs and his erection stood above them almost reaching his waistband. He smiled as he reached his hand to Jen.

Jen took his hand and was led to the picnic table. Once they were next to it, Rick turned to face her. He gently pushed her back until she ended up sitting on the table. Another gentle push put Jen on her back. "Move up a little," Rick whispered. Jen wasn't sure what he wanted her to do but she scooted up anyway. She propped herself up on her elbows so she could see him.

Rick grabbed the hem of Jen's nightgown and pushed it up. Jen lifted her ass some and Rick continued to raise her nightgown until it was at her armpits. Rick released her nightgown as Jen settled back down on the table. The nightgown was now resting on her chest and her tits and pussy were completely exposed to him. A slight flush came over Jen's face as a result of both her embarrassment and excitement to being exposed. Rick's hands went to her knees and he pushed them apart.

Jen fought the urge to clamp her legs shut. She had never felt so nude but the look of lust of Rick's face excited her. The cool night air on her wet pussy did nothing to put out the fire burning in her crotch. She wondered what he was going to do. She couldn't see anything in his hand and his underwear was still on. The position he had put her in after moving up on the table had made it impossible to fuck her unless he too climbed onto the table.

Jen watched wide eyed as Rick's face lowered to her crotch. Her stomach muscles flexed as he planted a soft kiss on her pussy lips. She had heard some of the girls talking about oral sex but hadn't heard enough to really understand it. Her breath sucked in as Rick's tongue came out of his mouth and went to her entrance. Her knees opened as wide as they could. His tongue pushed into her. Jen gasped as new sensations filled her. A cock was hard and went in deep but his tongue felt soft and only went in a little.

Rick started moving his tongue around. First it would push into her and then it would slide along her opening to her clit. Jen's hips pushed up instinctively. As his tongue continued to explore her slit, Jen found herself gasping for air. Her head was spinning. It seemed like only seconds before she was overcome with an orgasm. Deep, guttural groans came from deep within her. No sooner had her orgasm passed than another one hit. Her head was thrashing. As much as she tried to keep her legs open, they closed around Rick's head. His hands went to her knees and he forced her open. Her breath sucked in as a third orgasm pounded her. Jen's elbows gave out and her head landed hard on the table. Her pussy was on fire.

Jen's body was overloading with ecstasy. She reached for Rick's head and pushed it away. "No more!" she gasped. Rick backed away from the suffering girl. Her chest was heaving as she fought to catch her breath. After what seemed to be an eternity, her body started to settle. Jen once again propped herself up on her elbows. Rick was standing between her legs and smiling. Jen smiled back at him.

"Now me?" Rick asked.

"I don't know how," blushed Jen.

"Just take it in your mouth," Rick softly instructed. Jen rose up and slid off the table. After the excruciating pleasure Rick had just given her, she would do anything for him now. She knelt in front of him and pulled his underwear down. His cock bounced as it was released. For a moment, Jen just stared at it.

Jen had no idea what she was doing but was determined to do something. She reached up and wrapped her hand around the stiff dick. She couldn't believe how hot it felt. Slowly she moved toward the erection and then gently kissed it. She didn't know what to expect but what she experienced encouraged her to do more. She stuck her tongue out and touched the purple head. It tasted strange, a little salty. Closing her eyes, she let the stiff rod enter her mouth. Rick groaned.

As Jen closed her mouth around Rick's cock, he winced. "Easy," he told her. She eased her mouth some and heard Rick moan. "Move up and down," he whispered. Jen started moving her head allowing his cock to slide in and out of her mouth. "Nice," Rick mumbled.

Jen opened her eyes. Rick's public hair was tickling her nose but the sounds he was making told her she was doing what she was supposed to. His hands were running through her hair. Rick's hips pushed forward causing his cock to bump the back of her throat. Jen backed off as she gagged. "Sorry," Rick muttered. Once the gagging sensation settled, Jen started her manipulations again.

Jen's jaw was getting tired. The stiff rod in it was holding her mouth open wider than she was used to. She was going to stop when her mouth filled. Jen pulled away as cum ran out of her mouth. Another shot of cum sprayed out of Rick and hit Jen in the face. The suddenness frightened her and she backed away, wiping her face with her hand as she did. Shot after shot of cum fired out of Rick. She looked up and saw his face contorted. His face returned to normal as his eruption ended. H reached down to her and helped her stand.

Once Jen was standing, Rick pulled her nightgown to her armpits again. Gently he used it to clean her face off. Jen fought back her tears. Between her intense orgasms and the fright of Rick's orgasm, she was emotionally drained. She leaned on Rick for support, pinning her nightgown up between them in the process. Rick reached down between her legs and began to run his fingers through her pussy hair. What she felt surprised Jen. Instead of being sexual, Rick's touch was more comforting. His fingers snaked through her hair, gently pulling it. Occasionally he would wander lower tracing her slit.

Jen felt her arousal start to grow. The events of the evening had left her exhausted though. Her body couldn't take another orgasm. Almost reluctantly, she pulled away from Rick. His spent cock was already hard again but Jen was much too tired now. "I gotta go," she whispered as she turned and walked back to her house. She didn't, couldn't look back at him. She finally reached her window. She leaned against the house in an attempt to muster enough energy to boost herself into the window again.

"Need help?" came a voice behind her. Jen jumped before realizing it was Rick. He had put his underwear on but nothing else. Jen couldn't find her voice so only nodded. "I'll give you a special boost," he whispered. Jen felt his hand go down her back and under her nightgown. He brought his hand up between her legs. She sighed as he cupped her pussy from behind. "Ready?" he whispered as he pushed her up. Jen grabbed the window sill as Rick pushed her up. She almost wanted to stay in that position with Rick's hand between her legs but knew she couldn't.

Jen climbed in the window and turned around for a last look at Rick. "Thanks... Bye," she whispered as he disappeared into the darkness. Her foot touched her panties on the floor as she walked to her bed. She was going to put them on but changed her mind. She could almost still feel Rick's hand on her bare pussy. Putting her panties on might erase the feeling so she just climbed into her bed. She fell asleep with her own hand between her legs.