Chapter 2
Richie, David's brother, also ejaculated but not in quite the same manner.
After he had eaten dinner at his girl friend's house they went for a drive. That drive, as with nearly every other drive, always ended at the park. He pulled his 1961 Ford into the darkest corner of the parking lot.
Susan, Richie's girl friend, pressed closely against him and as they drove, her hand played around the tight cloth of his crotch. Her long, thin fingers outlined the stiff prick which was pressed flat against his belly. She rubbed the head of his organ until Richie started to squirm.
"Cut it out, will ya?" he demanded as she pulled her hand away from his cock.
"What's the matter?" she asked as her hand walked slowly up his thigh and tried to reach his cock again.
"If you keep rubbing it, I'll run right off the road."
"Or," she interrupted, "you might even shoot."
"Or I may shoot," he agreed, "right into my fucking pants."
"And we can't have that happen," she laughed.
"Right," he concluded.
"Well," she said, "I guess we'll just have to wait until we get to the parking lot."
As he turned the car into the lot, he pushed the switch on the dashboard and the lights went out. For the next few moments they traveled in blackness, trying to avoid the small handful of parked cars and trying to find a spot for themselves.
Susan peered into the darkness until she found a reasonable spot. She told Richie and he immediately turned the wheel and headed towards it. He pulled in and came to a stop just a few feet before the grass, which sloped upwards until it came to a small pond. Richie set the car in park and pulled on the emergency break as he turned the key in the ignition off.
As soon as the motor stopped running, Ritchie threw his arms around Susan and tried to find her lips with his lips.
Susan accepted his lips, gratefully, as Richie's tongue tried to force its way between her teeth and into her mouth. The young man's hot moist tongue brushed against the tip of Susan's tongue. She felt excitement growing between her legs and began sucking on Richie's tongue which was clasped between her teeth.
His hand found her breasts and rubbed the two masses of flesh between the two layers of cloth. Slowly, the hand moved down her dress and pressed softly against her belly.
Richie glanced quickly at the clock on the dashboard and saw that it was already nine o'clock. Richie had just two hours to spend with Susan and in those two hours he would try to accomplish as much as possible.
Susan pulled away from Richie and pressed her back against the seat. Richie, now that he could move more easily, quickly ran his hand down her dress and onto her leg.
The young beauty, raising her dress, pulled it out from under her and over her hips. Free to act, Richie immediately pressed his hand between her legs and slowly began rubbing her vagina through the cloth of the nylon pants. She spread her legs further as his hand pushed deeply into the crevice of her legs.
The bony fingers of Richie's hand scratched the outside of the cloth until Susan squirmed with the pleasure.
"Raise your hips," he whispered.
Immediately she twisted her body so her hips were an inch above the seat. With one hand, and with an assistance from Susan, the pants were quickly around her knees. Susan kicked her shoes off and pulled the pants over her feet until they, too, rested on the floor.
Richie's sensual fingers quickly found her cunt. They found the folds of skin which were hidden under the masses of pubic hair and began tickling and pinching.
Susan groaned lightly and whispered to Richie, "Put your finger in there."
As soon as Richie heard the first word his finger was pressing against her vaginal opening. The soft moist skin was the entrance to a deep cavern. Her lubrication fluids, which moistened Richie's fingertips, excited his already-erect organ even further, causing it to throb.
The tip of his forefinger slowly forced its way in, until his three other fingers were bent far back, allowing the full length of the finger to enter.
Susan's vagina formed a loose-fitting encasement for Richie's finger.
Her breath came harder as Richie's finger scratched against the inner walls, attempting to force the finger in even further. For many minutes, Richie's finger moved in and out, usually slowly, but occasionally with great force.
Susan groaned, ever so slightly, and Richie knew that she was nearing her orgasm. She forced her legs even further apart and whispered to Richie to insert two fingers.
The other finger obeyed almost immediately as it slipped into her hole and forced the sensitive skin to spread.
Richie's right arm was wrapped around her shoulder and his hand was slowly massaging her breast. He felt a droplet of water fall on his hand and he knew Susan was perspiring.
Now, forefinger and index finger thrust in and out very quickly as his hand roughly fondled her breast. Susan planted her feet against the floor and tensed the muscles in her hips and legs. Richie knew that it would be no more than a few seconds.
Suddenly, and with no warning, her legs clamped shut around Richie's hand. She groaned again as the muscle of her vagina throbbed around Richie's fingers. For a few seconds she did not breathe and then she sighed deeply and relaxed all her muscles.
Richie's hand, which was now covered with fluid, slowly pulled from her cunt. He wiped the wet fingers on his pants as he spoke to Susan.
"I want you to blow me," he demanded. "Blow me now."
She nodded and said, "Wait a few minutes. Let me catch my breath."
Richie immediately unbuckled his pants and pulled it around his knees. His stiff cock stood out from beneath his shorts. Susan's hand reached out and caressed his organ through the cloth. She rubbed the head and pushed the entire stem from side to side.
Her fingers grasped the top of the shorts and pulled it down and away from him. His stiff cock sprang from its upright position, against his belly, and aimed towards the dashboard.
Susan's hand held the cock as her fingers slowly caressed the entire length of the organ. Richie shuddered as her fingers excited the sensitive head. The cock throbbed as her thumb lightly brushed the eye and spread the sticky droplet of fluid, which was caused by his excitement, around the head.
"Come on!" he demanded. "When the fuck are you gonna blow me?"
Susan stretched the cloth over the sac containing his testicles. Richie sighed with sensual pleasure as her fingers ran around the soft sensitive skin of the bag.
"Move away from the wheel," Susan told him. The eighteen-year-old female released his shorts and pushed herself against the door.
Richie slipped out from beneath the steering wheel and as he moved he pulled his jockey shorts down around his knee.
Susan's right hand returned to fondle his balls as Richie formed a square with his legs. Her left hand reached out to caress the stiff cock which pointed at the windshield.
"Come on, Susan," Richie begged. "It's twenty after nine and I have to get you home by eleven o'clock. We've got things to do together before the night is up."
Obediently, Susan brought her head to just above his penis. Richie could feel the air being expelled through her nose and puffing against the rosy red bulb of his dick.
Richie waited expectantly for her mouth to finally come down and caress the organ in her warm, moist depth. Susan, with one final sigh, opened her mouth and let her tongue slip between her lips. Her hot wet tongue lightly brushed the head of the cock and it throbbed expectantly. The whole bulb tingled just from the touch of her tongue and he waited excitedly for her whole mouth to encompass the organ.
Susan moistened her lips and held the organ in her hand. She lowered her head until the eye of the cock was pressing against her lips. The sweet, musky smell of Richie's cock excited her and she let the head slip between her teeth. Slowly, the eye of the cock bumped along her teeth and the head of his cock slipped between her teeth and finally entered the warm gulf of her mouth.
Richie sighed with pleasure as the hot tongue lashed around the head. Susan slowly forced the rest of the organ into her mouth until three-quarters of the cock was hidden and only two inches were still visible. Her tongue lashed around the head of the organ and she felt the veins tense with the impending orgasm.
Susan's right hand caressed his hip and felt it quiver with excitement. She knew that within seconds Richie would orgasm. Her tongue, which was washing the stem, now returned to the glans and whipped it to a frenzy.
Susan's hand sensed his muscles tightening and his ass shrinking. The muscles of his groin throbbed violently as Richie's hips shoved the organ deeper into her mouth with a thrusting motion. She moved her tongue away and let the entire organ slide into her mouth until she thought she would choke.
With a final forceful thrust, the cock stiffened to its utmost as Richie held his entire body rigid with the onset of the orgasm.
Great quantities of white sticky fluid pumped from his cock and beat against the back of her throat. Susan gasped, but managed to swallow it all as she pulled the now-deplete cock from the back of her mouth until only two inches were still being sucked. Her fingers squeezed the long tube on the underside of Richie's cock and she accepted the final droplet into her mouth as she licked the entire cock clean.
Richie's heart beat furiously as he took deep breaths to calm himself. His groin was temporarily satisfied and he waited expectantly for the time when excitement would return to him, and which, he knew, would take just a few minutes.
When Susan let the cock fall from her mouth it was much shorter and almost completely flaccid.
Richie wiped the wet cock with his hand and then massaged the area of his groin. Susan, meanwhile, sat up and wiped the mixture of saliva and scum from her face.
Susan enjoyed sucking Richie's cock because it was long and thin and also because each time he shot great quantities of scum would come shooting out of his organ, which was what Susan really enjoyed.
Richie glanced at his watch and saw that it was ten minutes until ten. He pulled his pants up and closed the belt and suggested to Susan that she pull her dress down.
"Are you gonna fuck me?" she asked.
"I'm too tired to do anything now," he explained, "and it's better to be prepared in case the cops come."
Susan nodded and grabbed the wrinkled dress and pulled it down to her knees.
Richie wanted to relax. He turned on the radio and then lit two cigarettes. Susan accepted the cigarette and they sat in the car for the next twenty minutes enjoying the coldness of the mid-fall night air.
Richie's hand fumbled with the dashboard until he was finally able to turn on the station he wanted as he sat with Susan snuggled closely against his shoulder. The music which blared forth was hard-rock which was irritating to their ears, at least at the particular moment. His fingers fumbled with the channel selector until he was able to find a station which offered sweet, soothing music.
After they had smoked two cigarettes each and the perspiration on their bodies had dried, they decided to pick up from where they had left off.
As Richie pressed the burning tip of his cigarette into the ashtray with his left hand, his right hand found Susan's leg and was slowly working its way up her thigh. His sensitive fingers sensed her warmth as they approached her still-wet cunt.
Susan snuggled closer and whispered into his ear that it was getting late and that they should hurry.
Richie nodded and said, "But my cock is still too soft to do anything."
"I'll take care of that," she said as her long thin fingers fumbled with the buckle of his pants. Richie assisted her and within seconds his pants were wrapped around his knees.
Immediately, her fingers found his soft, damp cock and began gently stroking it. Under the manipulations of her fingers it stiffened in her hand within seconds.
As Susan teased his cock to erectness Richie's fingers found her warm wet cunt and played with the soft folds of skin. He occasionally rubbed the palm of his hand against her hair, providing added sensations to the area of her cunt.
When the cock was fully erect, Susan, with Richie's finger now deeply imbedded within her vagina, quickly pulled the skirt above her waist. Richie withdrew the finger as Susan began shifting around on the seat until she was able to lie flat on her back with both legs bent upwards.
Richie moved forward a foot, allowing her left leg to slide behind his back. With his hand, he slowly eased her right leg onto the floor and shifted his body around until he was in a kneeling position between her legs.
Richie leaned forward and rested on his elbows until his face was directly above Susan's. His knees skipped back until he was in almost a flat position above her body.
His stiff organ, now, throbbing with excitement, immediately found her vaginal opening and pressed against the hot folds. Slowly, and with great ease, the rod slipped in until it was hidden by the small aperture.
Susan sighed expectantly as she awaited for the remainder of his organ to slip into her. Her organ was quite wet and provided a good lubricant for Richie's cock as it slowly slipped into her cunt.
Richie's cock, excited by her warmth and wetness, acted instinctively as it slid in and out. Susan wrapped her legs around Richie's back and each time he pushed into her, her heels would apply more pressure to his back, trying to force him in even further.
Many minutes he worked slowly but as the sensations increased, so did his speed until he was finally pulling in and out of it at a furious rate.
Susan's hips twitched excitedly as she orgasmed, a few minutes before Richie was capable of doing so.
The iron-like beam sensed her orgasm and made Richie's hip thrust even faster until the cock throbbed violently. He forced the entire length of his cock into her ass as he ejaculated.
Long powerful streams of sperm pumped from his groin and entered her until he felt he was entirely empty.
He lay there many minutes with his organ still inside her as he tried to regain his normal breathing. But soon his weight became oppressively heavy upon Susan's breasts and she whispered to him to get off.
"I like it there," he replied.
"Well," she began, "if you stay on top of me you may well end up going right through."
Richie laughed and slowly withdrew his semi-erect organ. He crawled backwards on the seat until he was able to twist around and get into a sitting position.
In the pocket of his pants, which lay around his feet, was a handkerchief. He quickly pulled it out and began wiping his wet cock. After he was sufficiently satisfied that his organ was dry he turned to Susan, who was still lying on her back with her legs spread, and slowly wiped the entire area of her cunt. With a single layer of the cloth wrapped around his finger he pushed into her vaginal opening and roughly wiped the hypersensitive area.
Susan groaned with the new sensations she was experiencing and she wanted Richie to continue. But he quickly withdrew and let her hand take the cloth and finish wiping herself.
Richie, as Susan lay there with her legs bent, pulled his shorts and pants over his legs and hips, shielding his cock from any further excitement.
The key in the ignition was being held by Richie's fingers as he waited for Susan to cease cleaning herself. As soon as she threw her legs onto the floor and raised herself to a sitting position, Richie turned the key and listened as the engine idled. In consideration of the other couples who were now enjoying what Richie and Susan had just enjoyed, he refrained from using his headlights and pulled out of the spot with great noise but no light. It was only when he reached the entrance to the main road that he pulled the lever on the dashboard and on went the head and tail lights.
As Richie drove, Susan corrected her appearance as much as possible for the impending revisitation with her mother.
Susan's mother suspected something, but was never to put her finger on it. She thought that he might be trying to touch her daughter, but she never had any real proof and, therefore, decided against making any acquisition. Each time Susan returned home with him, her mother looked at them hoping to find something in their eyes. But after two years of not being able to find any proof she was giving up, but not entirely. She still looked at them in a funny sort of way, but now her eyes only cross-examined them for a few seconds and would then turn away.
Using the rear view mirror to help, Susan combed her hair as Richie's hand was nestled between her legs.
"Stop trying to stick your finger in," she warned. "I don't want to come just as I walk into the house."
Richie laughed as he pulled his hand away from her cunt and wrapped it around her shoulder, resting his palm over her right breast. Susan opened her purse and dropped the comb into it as she pulled closer to Richie and snuggled into his shoulder.
Within ten minutes they were in front of her house. They stepped in front of her door as Richie put his arms around her and began kissing her. He slowly pulled her to the side so they would be hidden from the street.
As he moved her, his hand went down and pressed between her legs. It was under her dress, but pressing through the cloth of her pants.
Susan sighed slightly and pressed her lips harder against Richie's. His fingers found the top band of her pants and began slipping inward.
She pulled back quickly making his hand come out and the band to slap against her belly.
"No!" she whispered. "Not here. What if someone comes out?"
"Fuck 'em!" he said emphatically.
"Tomorrow," she suggested. "We can go to the park and then we can play again. How does that sound?"
He nodded and said, "Okay, but I'd still like to screw you now."
"You can hold off for twenty-four hours."
"I'm afraid. I think when I go home I'll have to jerk off."
Susan laughed and began fumbling within her purse for her keys. Inside the house they were greeted by Susan's mother who was sitting watching television. She grunted and eyed them suspiciously for only a few seconds and then returned her interest to her TV program.
Richie left Susan in her living room and returned to his car. He arrived home a half-hour later and found everyone asleep.
Gently, he tiptoed to his room and quickly stripped. Originally, he had intended to take a shower, but now he found that he was much too tired and decided to postpone it until the morning.
Richie pressed the cool, clean sheets against his hot over-perspired body and immediately fell asleep.