Chapter 1
"Come on, Cyndi, bring that pussy in a little closer," Dan Spears murmured in Cyndi's receptive ear.
"Do you have to say that word, honey?" she giggled, shivering. They were supposed to be dancing, but their feet hardly moved. A dimly-lighted corner of the beach house lounge area, with a bar nearby, was a terrific place to enjoy his nearness. Her crotch ached sweetly, her nipples were erecting in her mini-halter, her lips needed kissing.
She had never danced with him while she was wearing a bikini and he was in only his swim trunks. It was almost like they were naked. They had been going steady for a month, and she could tell he was getting impatient. Her two best girl friends, also stars on the Multnomah University swim team, were putting out for their boyfriends, and she had this hot feeling that tonight was the night....
Oh, I do want to get screwed, she thought, arching her cuntmound in closer. I really vibe good with Dan, I've been on the pill for months-and I still have my maidenhead!
Her big problems were her shyness, a result of her small-town churchy background and a mother who had watched her like a hawk, and her age. Although all of her ID cards said she was eighteen, she was actually sixteen, a fakery promoted by her parents who had wanted her to be in college early to join the University swim team. She had been setting records since the age of eleven. College classes were a breeze for her; she had a very high IQ. Well, she had made the team easily, and now she had a twenty-two-year-old boyfriend who wanted to get in her panties. And if he didn't pretty soon he would find some chick that would; plenty of coeds were after him.
"Hey, that's better," Dan chuckled, sliding his right hand down across her firmly-rounded ass. Playing around with him down on the beach earlier and watching Shawn and Nina flirt with their steadies had excited her, and now after a couple of light highballs, which she was not used to because of strict training rules, the achy tingles in her cunt were growing richer. Ohhh, yes!
As the music thumped and the vodka raced like fire in her veins she happened to glance over Dan's shoulder. Slender, leggy Nina Lansing, the oldest girl on the team at eighteen, was getting kissed by her steady, Steve March. They were side by side on the sofa-his right hand was between her thighs, his fingers inside her bikini panties....
Her hips began to move up and down, while her right hand reached over and pressed into the big lump in his swim trunks!
Oh, he's got a finger in her pussy, she's really going for it! Cyndi thought, shuddering. I know they screw, Nina said so, but I never saw a girl get played with like that. I wish I could watch them fuck!
"Having fun, you two?" Shawn Cool giggled, dancing in close to Cyndi with her boyfriend, Carl Lowden.
"Oh, right!" Cyndi breathed, hardly able to tear her eyes away from Nina and Steve. Nina whispered something in his ear and they got up from the sofa, moving into one of the bedrooms. ... They were going to have their real fun. Seeing Cyndi so interested in Nina and Steve, Shawn laughed.
"Don't look so shocked, Cyndi. There's a bedroom for you two, too."
"I've been trying to talk her into it for a long time," Dan grinned, his hands still on Cyndi's bikini-covered ass.
"Go, man, go," Carl said, winking at Dan. Carl was looking at Cyndi's haltered titties. She did have what her girl friends called "a good pair." The other five young people were all aware of her backwardness; it was hard to keep up her pretense of being eighteen when she wasn't.
"Let's go to the Johnni, Cyndi," Shawn smiled, swinging away from Carl. She wiggled her pretty ass and gave him a long intimate stare. She writhed her tongue between her lips. "Be right back, stud."
As the girls walked toward the rest room, the guys moved toward the bar setup. When the door was closed behind Cyndi and Shawn, the cute brunette giggled.
"Look, honey-haven't you been anywhere! I just got it from Carl. Dan says you're holding out on him. You know, guys do talk some....You better give Dan a little or he'll pick up some other chick."
Cyndi flushed. "Well, I-want to, but ... "
"Dan's a hell of a sexy guy," Shawn giggled, examining her makeup in the bathroom mirror. "You said you were on the pill. I wouldn't mind giving him a little myself."
Cyndi trembled. "Don't you dare!"
"Oh, I was just kidding, sweet," Shawn smiled. "Hell, you like him. I saw him feeling you up on the beach; you were really going for it. Forget all that crap your mother probably told you. Have some fun."
"I-guess I have to tell you something, Shawn," Cyndi blurted, her face burning. "I'm really just barely sixteen-I've never...."
Shawn stared. "I thought so." Then she burst out giggling. "A virgin! I was once, a long time ago. I hear Dan is very experienced, honey!"
"Oh!" Cyndi exclaimed, blushing even more. "Don't you dare tell anybody-they might kick me off the swim team, and-"
"Just between us," Shawn said, winking. She gave Cyndi a little girlish hug. "Now, you go out there and liven up, huh? It might hurt your pussy a little the first time, but after that it's good!"
Cyndi looked admiringly up and down Shawn's figure. She had rather small, sharp titties, but her rear and her legs were really well-shaped, and she was pretty in the face. Having fun with Carl certainly hadn't damaged her looks. But Shawn and Nina were so outspoken about everything! Dirty, even. Like telling her right out that screwing was good!
"Okay, I feel better," Cyndi giggled. She really did appreciate this talk with Shawn.
"He'll love those nice big titties of yours," Shawn said. "Wish mine were that shapely...."
"Oh, stop it!" Cyndi exclaimed. "You're cute."
"Well, let's go out and use all this stuff, huh?" Shawn laughed. She leaned closer and murmured in Cyndi's ear. "I've been having my period. Carl hasn't had his prick in me for over a week! I'm really ready."
Cyndi shuddered. "You filthy thing, you."
Shawn moved to the door, started to open it. "Dan won't talk like a boy scout leader, honey." She giggled. "I've heard he's really hung."
Cyndi flushed again and rushed past the sexy brunette, out into the large room. The conversation had excited her-she was damp in the pussy and her clit was aching. I hope his cock isn't TOO big! she thought, dizzily. This is it! I better give him some or he will start going with some other girl.
Dan Spears, seeing Cyndi fly out of the rest room, her pretty face flushed, her fine curvy ass doing that little sweet wiggle, felt his cockhead burn. Being around her, dating her, getting a few kisses and feels was neat stuff, for she was almost the best looking chick on the campus; but he had never even slipped a finger in her cunt. The kiddish shit was over, man. Carl and Steve were fucking their dates, and he had put in enough promotional time on Cyndi. She acted more like fifteen than eighteen. Sweet, long legs, beautiful firm ass, sensational thrusting tits, a full ripe mouth, and blondes had always excited him, anyway.
Since he had been dating Cyndi he had been slipping across town to visit a twenty-nine-year-old married gal when her husband was out of town, and for young pussy he had taken out a few of those swinging cunts from Portland College, Multnomah's big rival. They fucked like mink.
He had gotten a baseball scholarship from Multnomah, or he would have settled at Portland College. Multnomah was known as a "straight" school-the chicks were not nearly as free with the twat, although he had fucked his share. That he had not slipped the meat to Cyndi after over a month of dating was a bad mark on his record. She had class, man-a really sexy young piece was sometimes worth waiting for. And so fuckingly naive it was pitiful.
On their last date, while necking in the front seat of his car, he had started to haul his cock out and she had yelped a protest, pulling away quickly, as if somebody had stuck a pin in her pretty ass. That was junior high shit. He had never even fondled her bare titties, although he had tested them with his fingers a few times when he got his tongue in her mouth. Terrific knockers.
Down on the beach earlier he had told Shawn to wise Cyndi up a little, so maybe the conference in the can had a purpose. Old Steve was already in one bedroom, shoving the cock to Nina, and Carl was going to bang Shawn-so Cyndi had better put out tonight or it was all over.
"Let's dance again, honey," Cyndi giggled, weaving up in front of him.
"Yeah," he grinned, noticing that Carl was already steering Shawn toward a bedroom. He reminded himself that he ought to get some of that; her ass and legs were out of sight, even if she had rather small tits. She had been tossing a few hints and glances his way when Carl wasn't look ing. The word had gotten around about Dan's big cock and how he could use it.
He guided Cyndi into a dark corner of the dance area. Now that they were alone she seemed more relaxed. He snuggled his arms around her silky warm waist and homed in on her parted lips. In response her hands slid across his shoulders, her mouth spread wide, her fine pointy tits in the fancy halter nudged into his chest.
His tingling prick swelled up along his belly, creating a hard ridge inside his trunks, and he knew damn well she could feel it against her belly, just above the band of her bikini panties....
Cyndi shivered, more wetness leaking from her heated pussy. As his tongue stroked into her throat, as her lips trembled under his virile pressure, she wormed her cuntmound in closer. Ohhhhh, dreamy!
She knew about having fun with herself; she had discovered that at the age of eleven before she had even started her periods. A girl friend had loaned her a very explicit book about sex, purloined from her parents' library, and she had read it avidly. The diagrams of male and female sexual organs had opened her eyes wide, and a chapter on masturbation had made her start experimenting with her tender pussy. Her straitlaced mother had told her nothing, except that nice girls weren't supposed to touch their "privates."
Well, she had matured early, and one afternoon following a long swim in the village pool, she had watched two dogs do it, the male getting hung up after his orgasm. She had come home to find her mother gone, her father at work, and had decided to find out about her pussy.
Everything was where the diagram said it was, and when she spread out naked on her bed and opened her legs wide she could touch everything real easy. The little rises of flesh at the top of her crevice was where it was at. A few touches sent tingles along her thighs and across her loins, and she tried it again! As the tiny nub, called the clitoris, swelled up more, she tickled it faster, thinking about a sexy senior boy she liked to stare at when he played basketball.
As the good feelings increased, she found herself remembering the look of the male dog's penis, all red and shiny and stiff before he had finally pushed it into the bitch's hole. Suddenly the sweet sensations turned sweeter, her crotch lifted, her fingers moved swiftly-and it happened!
The stings of delight were so neat she almost cried out. It was spring and flowers and finding out about sex. It was the biggest discovery of her life. When the delicious shivers finally eased, she had to try it again. Ohhh, the second slice of cake was even better than the first!
During the next few weeks she had trouble thinking about anything else. She had started sneaking up to her parents' bedroom at night, when she was sure they were going to screw, and listening to the creak of the bed, the muffled exclamations of enjoyment. The very best part was when they finally ended it! Her father's groans of delight, the swift shake of the bed, her mother's cry of joy as he spurted his juice in her cunt, had always heated her pussy again, so she had to slip back to her room and bring her own fun in sugary pulses....
Dan's fingers squeezing her behind brought her back to the present. Her girl friends on the swim team were getting screwed, and now it was her turn. Dan had been very patient with her, but she knew this time it was fish or cut bait. His tongue retreated from her eager mouth, and he breathed into her parted lips.
"There's a bedroom for us, too. Okay?"
"I-I'm scared-but okay...." she managed.
He trembled. The hardness pressing into her belly actually tensed, and he swung away, catching her hand and leading her toward the unoccupied side room. It was right next to the one where Steve and Nina were having their pleasure. Already she could hear Nina's cozy giggles, then a laugh from Steve.
Oh, I wish Dan and I could be away somewhere, maybe on a blanket on the beach, but it's too late now! she thought, shivering.
The room was nicely furnished-a lamp glowed in one corner, the bed looked terribly suggestive. The beach house belonged to Nina's folks. She came from a rather wealthy family, drove a sports car, and the stories around campus said she had been screwing for several years. She was eighteen, the oldest of the trio of girls, and had been in Europe with her parents a few times. Steve was said to be a very skilled bedroom "mechanic."
"Hey, relax," Dan smiled, patting her on the ass.
She was uptight. The warmth in her crotch was fading a little even though that lump inside Dan's trunks looked terribly fascinating. She sat on the edge of the bed while he closed the door and turned on a small radio beside the pad. He grinned, sitting down at her right, his left arm sliding around her naked waist. Goose-bumps rose on her neck, and her moistened pussy felt cool. This was not the same as necking with him in his car in front of the dorm.
A sudden excited giggle from Nina, in the next room, made Cyndi tremble...." make my titties really hard, stud!"
The wall between the bedrooms was paper-thin! This was almost like being in the same room with Steve and Nina, and her bold words sent shock-waves through Cyndi's crotch. Nina was just filthy for saying such a thing!
A creak of the bed and Steve's chuckle began to warm Cyndi's pussy; she could imagine Nina's pretty long olive legs opened wide with Steve between them, his prick maybe already in her cunt....
"...hey, I like you up on top there, baby," came Steve's voice.
"I love to move my ass when I get my enjoys," Nina answered. The bed creaked again, again! "Ohhhh, you got a real hard-on tonight!"
She's screwing HIM! Cyndi thought, her head whirling. My folks never say a word when they're having their pleasure. I never considered her being above, taking charge. I've heard it's a neat way to fuck, but-the way they talk is just too much!
"Somebody's having a real ball," Dan whispered in Cyndi's ear, his right hand rising to her halter, cupping a tittie.
She nodded, still rather stunned. She had never even seen a rigid penis; the diagrams had not shown that. No guy had ever glimpsed her naked cunt, either. If Dan expected her to say all those dirty words he might be disappointed! Letting him have her body without even being engaged was bad enough....
Dan grinned as he felt Cyndi's excited trembles, felt the fine firmness of her beautiful covered breast swelling out, the cute nipple indenting the halter snugness. Old Steve was getting a top-fuck and all he had said about Nina's boldness was right on target. The leggy brunette really liked her prick.
Dan had sensed Cyndi's reluctance, a tapering off of her passion after he had mentioned the bedroom. But it was high time this dainty young blonde took some prick. Everything pointed toward her virginity, and he had not busted a cherry for quite a while; damned few coeds still had them. The last one had been a fifteen-year-old hitchhiker he had picked up and taken out in the bushes. Not classy, like Cyndi, but after her discomfort he had finally made her go off.
Ninety-nine per cent of these "innocent" young cunts knew what breaking their fun was. Carl Lowden, who was taking pre-med, had come up with some interesting statistics on pussy: normal girls played stinky-finger as often as guys jacked off. They were just more secretive about it.
A faster shaking of the bed in the adjoining room drew Cyndi's thighs open. Sounded like Nina was about ready to pop her nuts...." ohhhhh, ohhhh!" came her voice. "OHHshiiiit! I'm coming, honey! Uh, uh, uhOHHHHH, OHH!"
The bed rattled dramatically, one post of it jiggling against the dividing wall. Cyndi shuddered in Dan's arms. Her pretty face was very flushed.
"...yeaaaahhh!" Steve groaned. "Bust a good one, baby!"
The bed-sounds reached a vivid loudness, and Nina's excited whimpers of delight seemed to shake Cyndi from head to toe; she sank backward on the bed, her lightly-tanned lovely young thighs spread wide....
Shock after dirty shock ran through Cyndi's being. She enjoyed some wild fantasies when she used her hand on her pussy to relive her sexual tensions, but she had never imagined a girl and a guy would talk such filth during their intimate pleasures!
Oh, but it turned me on! she thought. A girl doesn't have to be "in love" to have fun! That's what Nina and Steve are doing, they help excite each other with screw words! My clit just aches, I have to have an orgasm, one way or another! I want to feel PRICK! I'm as ready for it as I'll ever be!
"I think it's our turn now," Dan said, looking down at her legs, which were opened wide. She had dropped down on her back, but her feet still were on the floor. Pussy wetness was oozing out into her tight bikini panties.
"Ohhh, yesss!" she breathed, squirming around to the center of the bed. A cozy, satisfied giggle from Nina intensified Cyndi's need. She could almost see the lithe brunette straddled above Steve, his cock still up in her cunt, his hands molding her firm, stand-out titties. Waves of furious envy touched Cyndi's loins and being. Shawn was probably taking Carl's prick, too....
"Well, take off your swim suit," Dan grinned, reaching for the band of his trunks. For her own sake she wished the light were out, but she really didn't want to miss the vision of his stiffened cock! Mod couples screwed with the lights burning-it had more of a "party" flavor-and this was just a sand-and-sun-and-beach kind of fling. Earlier in the day Nina had told her not to get "heavy" with Dan, or she would get herself hurt.
"He's made a lot of chicks, honey," Nina had giggled. "And I hear he does a fabulous job of it."
Cyndi had wanted to ask whether Dan had got in her panties, but knowing girls, she realized she would have been lied to. Gals were tricky.
As she reached for her halter, Dan slid his trunks down from his hips! The sudden view of his rigid manhood, thick and long and slanting up high from his big hairy balls, sent shivers of lust aching through her body. It looked simply huge!
"Oh!" she exclaimed, her cheeks burning. She had no idea how the size of her vagina compared with other girls' cunts; she was so damned immature, she had never asked questions, even with her regular doctor. But his cock surely would fill her good!
He grinned, walking slowly to the bed. He sank down at her right, and she was terribly grateful. He wasn't going to slide that big thing in her pussy just yet! Reaching for her half-lifted halter, he eased it upward until her tender, peaked titties were bared for his eyes and hands.
"Beautiful!" he murmured, cupping a fleshy mound, pushing her pink stiff nipple into his palm. Having it cuddled and squeezed was just dreamy! His hot, hard cock touched her right hip, sending shivers of wild excitement along her body. He was smooth. Maybe he realized she was a virgin....