Chapter 1
The boy took a drink from the pint and passed the bottle to the girl on the seat beside him. "Have another snort, Peggy," he said, wiping his lip.
She looked at the half empty bottle in her hand. "I really shouldn't, Bert. I have to be in the house before Mom and I don't know what time she'll get home. I wasn't supposed to go out tonight. Besides..." She glanced at him and giggled. "I'm feeling it a little already, and you know I'm not responsible for what I do when I get drunk."
"Yeh," he said, leering at her. "Aw, go on, one more won't hurt anything."
Peggy Michaels tipped the bottle to her lips. She let the raw stuff trickle down her throat. She knew she shouldn't, but she wanted to; she liked the way it made her feel, all loose and happy. It seemed to bounce when it hit bottom and made her belly feel warm and nice.
She handed back the bottle and he capped it quickly and slid his arm around her. He drew her close and kissed her. It was the first time he had kissed her and it sent little shivers racing up her spine.
"I can't stay out much longer," she said breathlessly when they broke the kiss.
"Just for a little while," he said, and kissed her again.
She felt his tongue nudge at her lips and then slide inside her mouth. She responded immediately, the whiskey still glowing in her belly.
"God, Bert, I get turned on so easy," she said.
"Yeh," Bert said.
They kissed again and Bert felt the rush of excitement in his balls when her tongue pushed deep in his mouth. While he sucked on her tongue, he slid his hands under her blouse and moved up her back. He felt only bare skin, no bra strap. Of course, he was sure she wasn't wearing a bra, her tits bounced too freely. He moved his hands over her back slowly, bringing one hand to her side and then to the front until he was cupping one of her tits.
"Jesus, Peggy, you really got nice ones," he said. "I think you knew that without feeling them," she said.
He slid his hand up over the nipple. It was already standing erect. He massaged it gently with his palm. It grew harder.
"Don't, Bert. It's getting late; I gotta be going in."
He removed his hand and started unbuttoning her blouse.
"Just let me get a look at them first," he said. "Bert, please, we're parked right in front of my house. What if someone walks by?"
"Come on, baby, just a little peek. You got the best tits in school. I just gotta see 'em."
Peggy was very proud of her tits. She was very full breasted for a seventeen-year-old, and they had such a nice shape. She felt flattered and let him unbutton the blouse and pull it open.
"Jesus, they're beautiful." He cupped them in his palms and bounced them gently. "Do you always go without a bra?"
"No. Most of the time I wear one."
"How come you didn't tonight?"
She almost blushed. "I just didn't feel like it."
He lifted them in his palms. "Sheee-it! Gorgeous tits," he said. He bent forward quickly and put his mouth over one of the hard nipples.
"Aw, honey, don't. You know how it excites me when you kiss my nipples," she cried.
He lifted his head. "No, I don't "know," he said.
"Oh, that's right," she said. She remembered it was their first date; he'd never even felt them before.
He sucked it wetly, nipping gently with his teeth. The little devil stood up hard as a marble. It stuck out almost a quarter inch from her soft tit.
"Mmmmmmmmm," she sighed, and pressed her hands to the back of his head. "Now do the other one. Oh, honey, I like that."
Bert moved to her other tit. He had one arm around her and the other on her bare belly. He slowly inched his hand down her belly, felt in her navel, then let his fingertips dip into the top of her jeans. She was moaning softly and squirming on the seat. She felt his fingers slide under the band of her panties and without thinking reached down and opened the front of her jeans. His hand went down quickly then, until he had a finger in the deep slit of her cunt.
"Oh, oh, Bert honey, don't. I gotta go in the house," she moaned. She pressed her crotch against his hand, hoping he would shove the finger in her cunt. He did, and she grunted. "Oh, Goddamn," she hissed.
He slowly finger fucked her and raised his face from her tits. "Peggy, honey, let's do it. I got such a hard-on. Push down your jeans, let me fuck you."
"Bert, we can't, not here."
"I'll drive someplace. I know some good spots."
"I'll bet you do, but we can't; I just can't. If Mom comes home before I'm in, there'll be hell to pay."
"Shit, Peggy, my cock is bursting; I'll get the aches. You..." He almost told her she'd let Eddie screw her, but caught himself just in time. "You ain't no virgin. You want it as bad as I do," he said instead.
"Aw, Bert, don't get mean. I just can't tonight. Maybe, maybe ... some other time." She almost told him tomorrow night, but she hated to make promises, especially about balling. She reached over and put her hand on his crotch. Jesus, it felt like he really had a nice one, and boy, was he hard. She found his zipper. "Here, I'll do something else for you."
She got the zipper down and her hand inside his fly. She found his cock, her fingers wrapping quickly around the rod, and pulled it out of his pants. It felt good in her hand. She really dug a guy's cock; it felt so hot and alive. She started pulling on the hot, cock.
"I'll jack you off, honey. You'll like it. And keep your finger where it's at, maybe I can come, too."
"Shit, Peggy, I can do that to myself. If you won't fuck, at least suck it for me."
"Bert! I can't, I just can't."
"Come on, you gotta. I really am in need." He knew she had sucked other guy's cocks, especially Eddie's, and just needed a little coaxing. "Come on, honey, do it for me."
He pulled away from her, dislodging his finger from her cunt, and started pushing her head down.
She gave a little cry at the loss of his finger, but offered only feeble resistance.
"I can't, Bert. The wheel's in the way," she said.
He held her head where it was and fumbled with the lever under the seat. The seat slid back and he guided her head down between the wheel and his belly. Her mouth touched the tip of his prick and he groaned. "Yeh, baby, suck it."
"Oh, wow, Peggy ... great, great. Jesus, you really know how. That feels tremendous."
He was surprised at how easy it was to get her to go down on him; ten times easier than some of the girls that had a lot worse reputation than she. Eddie had told him that she was hard to fuck, although not impossible, but liked cocksucking. Wow, old Eddie was right; she liked cocksucking. He could tell from the way she was going at it.
"Come on, baby, suck it, make old Bert come big. I wanta unload in that sweet mouth of yours."
Peggy shook her head vehemently and raised off his cock. "No, you bastard, you aren't coming in my mouth!" she cried.
Bert pushed her head back down. His cock went right in where it had been. She just held it in her mouth for a few seconds and then started sucking again.
She was sure she could come if he would just touch her, rub her tits, feel her pussy, but he didn't; he was too interested in his own pleasure. His cock was bigger than Eddie's, and had a stronger smell. It excited her terribly.
Bert held her head tightly in place, leaned back, and closed his eyes. No way was this little bitch going to get away without swallowing his jizz. The thought of his cock pushing into her beautiful face and then squirting into her fantastic mouth was almost too much; he knew he would come quick.
He'd had a couple of other broads go down on him and they had fought like hell to get away when he was about to come. Peg acted like she didn't mind at all if he came in her mouth, wasn't even struggling; hell, she had protested just to protect her image. Fuck her image, he wanted his come in her tummy, and tomorrow night he would fuck her, fill her up from the other end.
Peggy knew he was ready to come and backed off until she held only the head. She wanted it spilling directly into her mouth, not back in her throat where she couldn't taste it. Right over her tongue was the best. She started sliding her hand up and down on his shaft; the stuff came out with more force that way, and she liked the feel of it spurting out violently.
"Oh, shit, Peggy ... fuck I'm gonna come; I'm gonna come in your mouth," he cried. He stiffened his legs to hold it off for another second.
She felt the first gob in her mouth and pulled on his cock to get more. When she had three big squirts in her mouth, she swallowed. It was hot and burned its way down her throat. She took more of his cock in her mouth then, pumping slowly with her hand, letting the stuff ooze slowly onto the back of her tongue.
She held his cock tightly in her hand and shook her head in the negative when he tried to pull out. She wanted every last drop, and she was going to get it. She wanted to feel it get soft in her mouth.
It gave her a sense of power to know she had made it hard and now she was sucking it to make it soft.
When she finally let it fall from her mouth, it was soft. She sat up. "Did you like that?" she said.
Bert let out a long gasp. "Yeh, it was great. You gotta be the best cocksucker in school." He was almost wheezing.
Peggy stared at him for an instant, and then reached over and opened the door. She jumped from the car and ran for the house, taking the front steps two at a time.
Safely in the house, she pushed the door closed with her rump and leaned back heavily. She stood in the silent darkness listening for Bert to start his car, the taste of his cock still thick in her mouth.
Her first date with Bert and she had sucked his cock, and even though she'd told him he couldn't, she let him come in her mouth. God, only seventeen and already an accomplished cocksucker. Her face reddened in the darkness, her cheeks burned.
She felt the come on the bottom of her lip and chin and wiped it off with her finger, then stuck her finger in her mouth.
She heard the car door slam, the engine start, and the vehicle pull away with a roar. Sooner or later the cops were going to bust him for those straight pipes. Their thunderous roar was exciting, though.
She fastened the front of her jeans and then started slowly buttoning her blouse, thinking of Bert's groaning, his heavy breathing, his moans of pleasure. She concentrated on the feel of his squishy goo in her mouth; how slippery it was. The almost chalky taste, the spicy heat, the slick wetness, and she was excited again. She wished she could have seen his face when he was coming.
A noise from upstairs brought her back. She knew her mother wasn't home yet, thank God, but Randy was; she could hear him in the bathroom upstairs. He wasn't her little brother anymore, not really; still two years younger, but God how he had grown. He was actually taller than Dad.
She was glad her mother wasn't home yet. It was against the rules to date two nights in a row and she had a formal date tomorrow, but when Bert called and her mom was gone for the evening, well....
After the way tonight got out of hand, she wondered what she would do for an encore. She would do nothing, that's what she would do, and it would teach him right. She knew he would want to fuck her, but she wasn't sure she wanted to fuck with him. Eddie had fucked her three times, but it was swell with Eddie; she really liked him, and he had taken her out quite a few times before she let him.
Only one other guy had gone all the way with her, and that was just once. She really hadn't cared that much for it the first time. The second, with Eddie, was much better, though, and the third and fourth were super. Actually, she had only come herself once, the second time with Eddie when everything had been perfect, but it felt pretty terrific even when she didn't make it all the way. She got pretty excited and almost made it when she sucked a guy's cock, too. Tonight with Bert had been out of this world. If he could have just touched her cunt while she was sucking she would have exploded like a bomb.
Yes, sucking a boy's cock was really great; she dug it big, and it wasn't nearly as dangerous as screwing. She couldn't get knocked up that way, even if she drank the stuff.
The first time she sucked a guy's prick it had seemed pretty gross, but the second time was easier. After that, she started enjoying it. She'd only sucked four different guy's cocks, all of them more than once. She kind of liked Bert's the best, it had a good taste.
She went through the dark house to the foot of the stairs and kicked off her shoes; her mother didn't approve of leaving clothing laying around the house, but it felt so good walking on the thick carpet barefooted.
It was an old two-story house, Victorian she guessed, but Peggy liked it, even if it did indicate that they were less than affluent.
Peggy felt a sudden urge to pee, probably the booze, and ran silently up the stairs. She saw the light streaming from the open bathroom door. Her brother was notoriously careless about closing the door and she had often heard him peeing. She heard him now.
"Geez, I hope he hurries," she said softly.
She went silently to the door, standing just outside the shaft of light. Randy stood in front of the toilet pissing, slowly playing the golden stream around the edge of the bowl. She stared intently at her brother's cock. It was much larger than when she had seen it last. Her heart was beating faster.
He brought his hand up to his face and she stifled a gasp when she realized he was holding a pair of her panties. She remembered that she had put on a clean pair in the bathroom before she went out and had carelessly draped the soiled ones over one end of the towel bar. He tipped back his head and draped the soiled panties over his face while he pissed.
He finished pissing and started stroking his cock. He pressed the panty crotch to his nose and breathed deeply. His cock grew enormously in his hand.
"My God, his cock is bigger than any of my boyfriend's!" she gasped silently.
Randy was only fifteen, yet his cock was a full six inches long when hard, and it was hard now. He was a large boy and well-built for his age, olive skinned like his father and very good looking.
Peggy stared from the safety of the dark hall, the heat of excitement filling her loins.
Randy brought the panties down from his face and unbuckled his belt. He quickly skinned out of his pants and shorts. His pubic hair was already thick and black. His genitals were darker than his olive skin, making them look even larger.
Peggy knew the sight of her brother's cock shouldn't excite her, but it did, excited her unusually. It was so big, and so ... dark, not like the others she'd seen.
Randy stepped into his sister's panties and pulled them up, but could only get them to mid thigh. He cursed softly and pulled them back off, pressing them back to his nose.
"Jesus, my little brother is a pervert," Peggy hissed.
Randy bent over and picked up his pants and shorts and turned abruptly to leave the bathroom and saw Peggy standing in the hall. Peggy's panties fell to the floor and his face went ashen.
"Watcha doin' little brother?" she said.
Randy tried to speak, but nothing came out.
"What's the matter, won't they fit?" she said. She didn't really mean to be sarcastic, but just couldn't help herself. She giggled.
With a look of horror on his face, Randy shoved her roughly aside, bolted down the hall to his room, and slammed the door closed behind him.
Peggy felt quick remorse from her words. She loved her brother and certainly didn't want to hurt him. He was far too moody lately, anyway, and didn't need any help from her to screw up his head. Besides, he had excited her terribly, and now he was gone.
She stood in the hall for several seconds biting at her lip. She knew she would have to go to him and try and make it right, make him understand that it didn't matter. But first she had to pee; God, did she ever have to pee.