Chapter 7
Billy kept looking out the window for Karen even though he tried not to. After all, he didn't need her now-he was getting what he wanted from his mother. But going for a ride with a beautiful girl who was a couple years older than him was an exciting prospect. And there was always the chance she might want to fuck him.
When he saw her drive up, he felt like running out to meet her. But now that his recent experience with his mother had freed him from his continual horniness, he could wait for her to ring the bell.
"Hi," he said as he opened the door.
The sight of Karen in her tight jersey and jeans made the boy long to kiss and feel her again, but he was determined to play it cool.
"All ready?" she asked.
"Yup," Billy said, stepping out of the house.
Karen had the top down on her father's new car. It was a beautiful day, perfect top-down weather. Billy hoped they would pass some of his friends in the neighborhood so he would be seen in his glory.
"Where shall we go?" Karen asked.
Billy immediately began thinking of a place where they could do some necking. He didn't want to be obvious about it though. He made a few suggestions.
"The beach sounds good," Karen agreed. "The water will still be too cold for swimming but it will be fun lying on the sand."
As she said that, she gave Billy a meaningful look. He merely nodded blankly. Looking at the profile of Karen's tits, he was careful not to get caught. Keep cool, he kept telling himself. But he was imagining the warmth of her wide ass on the car seat.
The image of her lying before him, her legs spread and her finger in her pussy as she had been the last time they were alone, stuck in his mind.
Although Billy's prick was stiff and his heart was pounding, he was determined not to jerk off with the girl again. If she wanted to play, she would have to do it his way. If she didn't, he would go home and fuck his mother.
"How's your summer going?" Karen asked.
Billy would have loved to tell her that it was the most fabulous time of his life, the time of his first sexual experience. But, naturally, he couldn't tell her about his affair with his mother, so he said. "Great. I'm getting a lot of work done on my car, I should be driving to school in the fall. How's your summer going?"
"Good,"she said. "I'm doing a lot of reading. I'm reading books that will give me a head start on next year's English courses."
What an awful way to spend a summer, Billy thought. Why isn't she out fucking?
"Your mother was over at my house a few days ago," Karen said.
Hearing of his mother made Billy's ears turn red. He hoped Karen wouldn't notice.
"She didn't see me though," Karen said, and gave Billy a sly glance. "I came home from a date and found her and my dad in his room. And you can guess what they were doing."
"How do you know what they were doing?" Billy asked.
"How could I have missed it? As soon as I walked in, I could hear them going at it," Karen aaid.
She smiled at Billy. Why was she telling him this? he wondered. He knew that his mother was fucking Jim, but he didn't really want to hear about it. Although, hearing Karen tell it was giving him a rush of excitement.
"And I didn't just hear them. I saw them, too." Billy couldn't take his eyes from the girl as he waited to hear more.
"I went up the stairs and saw that my father's door was open. Your mother was riding my dad like a horse. Her tits were bouncing like basketballs. She has a nice body, you know?"
Could Karen know about his fucking his mother? Billy wondered. Why else would she be telling him this? Maybe to turn him on? Now, rather than feeling like the stud he thought he was, Billy felt like a confused virgin again.
Karen's story was turning him into a horny mass of jelly. He was ready to throw himself at her feet and beg her to fuck him.
The car hit a bump, causing Karen's tits to shake just as he knew his mother's had when she was riding Jim's prick. Billy was waiting for the rest of the story, but Karen was silent. He couldn't help asking what happened next.
"She came. So did my father. I never saw a face like your mother made as she came. And the sounds-God!"
How well Billy knew. But, still, hearing about it from this sexy young chick was making him uncontrollably horny.
"I could see my dad's prick, too, as it slid into your mom's cunt."
If Billy had had his wits about him, he would have asked the girl what she did while watching the scene, but he was too excited to think of it. He was hoping she was telling him all this to turn him on. If so, it was working.
All pretense was gone. Billy slid over to Karen, reached out to rest his hand on her shoulder, and said, "Let's do it, Karen, let's fuck."
She looked at him with a peculiar look on her face. She wasn't going to tease him, Billy could tell. It seemed that she was asking for some encouragement. He slid closer.
"Come on, Karen," he said. "Remember how much fun it was jerking off together? Well, this will be even better. Come on. Let's go back to my house. No one's home."
Without saying a word, Karen turned off the highway, drove around a block, and hit the highway again, going in the opposite direction.
Billy was beside himself with excitement. This gorgeous girl was going to let him fuck her; the second girl he had conquered in one week.
It seemed to take hours to drive back the short distance, but they finally pulled into the drive at Billy's house. As they got out of the car, Billy watched Karen's body move in her tight clothes, realizing that she would soon be naked.
As they walked into the house, Billy took Karen's hand and kissed her. It was strange kissing a girl who was slightly taller than he. Her tits poked him high on his chest. After a little tongue-wrestling, he led her to the couch where he could maneuver better.
Billy took a firm tit into his hand, kneading the pliant flesh. He slipped his tongue into her mouth again. Karen was thinner than his mother, her tits were firmer, and she tasted different. Billy was learning how exciting variety could be.
Karen seemed slightly nervous even though she hadn't seemed nervous at all the first time they necked. Could it be because they were going to fuck this time? Billy wondered. He didn't dare imagine that she was a virgin. After all, she was a college girl. If he wasn't a virgin any longer, she must have had some fucking experience too, he reasoned.
Billy slipped his hand under her jersey, recapturing her tit without the obstacle of the jersey in the way. Being used to his mother's breasts, Karen's seemed incredibly firm, almost hard. Her nipples seemed harder too, as they gathered into tough knots.
He took his mouth from hers, lifted her jersey, and looked down at those mounds of creamy flesh.
He dropped his face on one of them, landing with his open mouth around a nipple.
"Let's take our clothes off," he said when he lifted his head from that suffocating mound. ,
Karen grabbed the hem of her jersey, lifting it over her head. Billy did likewise. Then they stood to shed their pants. Kicking off their shoes, they kept their eyes on one another as they pulled down the layer of clothing that hid their eager organs.
Soon Billy felt his cock reaching out toward the naked girl and felt her hungry gaze on it as he stared at her cunt. Now he could see the difference between this pussy and his mother's. Karen's hair was fluffier, sparser, lighter brown. It made her cunt look softer. Remembering how his mother's pubic hair had bristled on his face when he ate her, Billy wondered how Karen's hair would feel.
Kareen reached out, taking Billy's jerking cock into her hand.
"It sure is jerking around, isn't it?" Karen said.
Billy reached for her pussy. Wrapping his fingers around that soft curve, he felt the yielding lips and noticed that her hair was damp. His other hand raised to one protruding tit and grabbed it.
"You really are beautiful, Karen," he said. "I've always wanted to fuck you."
"Billy, have you ever fucked before? I mean, really fucked?"
Billy didn't know what to say. He didn't want to say he was a virgin, but he didn't want to talk about his past experience either, remembering his mother telling him to keep their secret. But he didn't want to say he was a virgin when he wasn't.
"Yes," he said. "Have you?"
He was afraid it was a dumb question, and he hoped she wouldn't be offended. But her answer surprised him.
"No, not really. I mean, I almost have. I've done everything else."
The news that this college chick with all her big talk was a virgin surprised Billy and made him feel! very confident. He was going to teach her a thing or two.
"When I saw my father fucking your mother, I decided to try it. Oh, Billy, it looked so exciting."
As she spoke, Billy bent a finger into her twat He felt her hand tighten on his prick. Their bodies leaned together; their mouths collided. They sar' back down on the couch without letting go of eacl other. Billy had his finger reaching high up her cunt, marveling at the wet silkiness of that chamber. Karen was squeezing his prick tip like the bulb of a horn.
"Let's lie down," Billy suggested.
The girl's naked body felt so good against hid Billy knew that there could be no substitute.
"Get in, Billy. Stick it in me." . Ordinarily those words would have resulted immediate action. But now Billy was determined to show this chick all his skill. Also, it was a rare treat to keep a horny girl waiting.
"What's the hurry?" he asked. "There's so much I want to do to you first."
"W-what?"
Her ignorance amazed Billy. In answer to her question, he began sliding down her body. As Karen trembled slightly in anticipation, Billy gobbled up one stiff nipple. He stuffed his mouth with the firm bulk of that breast, pressing the erect button at its tip with his tongue.
He didn't linger long at those tits, not with her tender, young cunt waiting. Moving lower, he felt the girl shake down to her soul.
"Do you like to have your cunt eaten?" he asked, lifting his face from her belly where he was nibbling her smooth skin.
"I-I don't know," she said. "No one has ever done it to me."
Billy was appreciating his mother's instruction more and more. He pried Karen's thighs apart and crawled over one leg so he was surrounded by her legs arid crotch. Stroking the hairy mound with his fingers, he breathed in the heavy fragrance and studied the inviting slice.
Then he lowered his face to that slot and filled it with his tongue. Karen spread her legs wider as she .felt the wonderful sensation of a hot tongue licking her cunt.
"Ah-h-h, shit, Billy! Oh, yeah! Oh-h-h-h-h!"
Billy looked over her belly to her face. She was wearing the same expression she wore when they had jerked off together, but this time Billy had the satisfaction of knowing it was his tongue that caused such obvious ecstasy. And he was rewarded with the thrill of eating that kinky piece of fruit.
Billy could feel with his tongue that her cunt was tighter than his motherY He knew it would be heaven to have his prick sunk in it. But now he was concentrating on doing a good lapping job. His tongue traveled all over that spread pussy. Karen's body seemed to react most passionately when he touched her clit with his fluttering tongue tip, so after each trip around the slippery inner lips, he would come back to that little bud.
Karen began trembling in what could only have been the prelude to an orgasm. Her hips were pumping as though there were a cock up her snatch, and her voice was rising in wanton cries. When Billy saw her tits shaking on her chest he reached up and took them into a tight grasp.
"Oh, I never felt anything so-so-ah-h-h-i-h ah-h-h-h! Oh, Billy. Yeah-h-h-h," Karen moaned.
Billy was amazed at the way her lithe body twisted and writhed under his tongue-lashing. His mother hadn't moved so crazily when she had taught him this valuable technique. Billy thought he'd better ease off her clit before the girl lost her mind.
"No! Don't stop! God, don't stop!" she howled. "Doit, doit!"
But Billy didn't want to suck her pussy any more. He was too eager to get his prick up that oozing cunt.
Crawling up over the twisting body of the lust-crazed chick, he brought his prick to the junction of her thighs and that soaking gash. If Karen had any second thoughts about fucking, she was in no condition to refuse admittance to her cunt now-she had to feel her orgasm blossom into full flower.
Holding her legs wide open, she waited for the feeling of fullness that cock would give her. Billy lowered his body on hers. Stabbing at her cunt, he tried to pieceed Holding her legs wide open, she waited for the feeling of fullness that the cock would give her. Billy lowered his body on hers. Stabbing at her cunt, he tried to pierce that deep mouth.
"Come on, Billy. Get it in," Karen panted.
His twitching cock was poking at her mound, slipping below her pussy to the asscheeks beneath, and slipping up over her stomach. He couldn't seem to get it in the right spot. Would he need his mother's help every time he tried to get fucked? he wondered.
Billy had wanted to show this chick the splendors of fucking, but now he was afraid he wasn't going to be able to thread the needle. With a great effort, he stopped his desperate lunging, reached into her crotch, and guided his cock to the juicy aperture that he could feel with his fingers.
"Oh, that's it, that's it," Karen murmured as she felt the swollen prick touch the center of her cuntai mouth.
But as he pushed his glans between the lips, Karen tensed her body.
"Ow, Billy, I think it's too big," she groaned. "Oh, it hurts."
Billy eased up on his cock, but didn't stop. He gave her cunt a chance to stretch enough to accommodate him. Slowly, he kept his prick moving forward into that tight chamber.
"Oh-h-h! Ow-w-w-w! Ah-h-h-h-h!" Karen moaned. "Oh, now it feels better! Yeah! Oh-h-h-h-h!"
Billy lowered his hips, maneuvering carefully and feeling the glory of her tight pussy-tunnel sliding hotly over his prick. They both began to moan with the extreme pleasure of the connection.
"U-u-u-u-u-u-h!" Karen gasped. "Fuck me! Goddamn it, Billy, fuck me!"
Billy had stopped to appreciate the tight fit of her twat on his pecker, but her desperate pleading reminded him that Karen had been ready to come when he was lapping her.
Now she was in a wild Fit of passion. Without wasting another second, he began fucking her hard and fast.
"You're right, Billy," she said breathlessly. "This is b-better than j-jerking off. T-this is better than, than anything."
As Billy released his full force on her pussy, Karen pumped her hips too. Their bellies slapped together with each thrust. And every time the prick filled her, she moaned.
"Harder, fuck me harder!" she cried.
"Oh, Karen, your cunt is so ... so tight!" Billy gasped. "I love it. Ah-h-h! Ah-h-h!"
That tight pussy was bringing him to the verge of coming in record time. Each cycle of his pumping brought him closer until, after about a dozen lunges, he was ready to fill her with his cum.
He could tell that Karen was close to her orgasm, too, by the way her body was moving under his. Her tits rolled between their chests, her legs kicked the air, and her hips ground furiously under Billy's.
She dug her fingers into the muscles of his back, dragging her sharp nails along his skin. In his orgasmic state, Billy felt the pain as an added thrill.
"I'm going to come, Billy!" she cried. "H-h-h! I'm coming, coming, coming!"
"I-I'm coming t-too," Billy stammered. "Ah-h-h-h-h-H-H! Oh, Karen! O-o-o-o-o!"
In their throbbing ecstasy, they became one mass of electric energy- a thousand volts of sexual pleasure. Billy felt his prick shooting pearls of simmering cum, and Karen felt his jism fill her tender cunt. Her cunt was spasming with an irregular rhythm on the steadily plunging prick.
When their pleasure subsided they stopped their furious thrusting and lay in a sweating heap. Karen's cunt would give an occasional spasm, which Billy would answer by jerking his prick. He looked down at her face. She was smiling up at him.
"Did you like it?" he asked, although he knew the answer already.
"Did I? God, I loved it," she said.
Billy lay on top of the girl until his prick softened and slipped from her cunt. Then he rolled off her body, letting her up. The sight of her body was stiffening Billy's prick again, but he could tell by the way she walked as she left the room that she wouldn't be in shape for a second try. Billy stayed in bed while Karen went to the bathroom.
He was smiling in satisfaction while he waited for her to return. When she came back and got into her clothes, Billy watched.
"I better get going now, I guess," she said as she buttoned her pants.
"I'm glad you called me, and that we fucked," Billy said.
"So am I," Karen said. "Let's get together again soon. Maybe tomorrow?"
"Sure."
Billy thought his mother would very likely want to fuck him that evening. She often did in the evening. With his mother to fuck in the evenings and Karen during the day, he was going to be a busy kid.