Chapter 2
It was very difficult for Lisa Dewey to keep her mind on what she was doing. And what she was doing was making love-at least beginning to-with Dan Marks, captain of the high school football team. Many things distracted her from Dan's tongue which searched within her mouth; from his hands, one of which had found her pussy while the other gripped and fondled her breast which he had exposed from her simple schoolgirl blouse.
Her mind was cluttered with distractions. She kept thinking of her encounter with Professor Haywood a few days earlier. She really bubbled when she thought about it. She had been very excited, and she had been unable to determine if it was because of the man himself, or because he was the answer to her entree to a Blair State education. And then there were realistic distractions, too. There were her girl friends, Joan and Inez, who were about to do something unusual only a dozen paces away. And then there was the other boy, Dick, who was half-undressed and had his big prick stiff and exposed while watching Joan and Inez as they skimmed their clothes from their young bodies. And on top of it all, Lisa had the distraction of the setting which was the basement recreation room of her own home, a setting that might at any time be disrupted by the appearance of her parents.
Lisa released the sucking pull her lips had been making on Dan's tongue. She turned her head to the side.
"Hey, what the hell's the matter with you anyway?" Dan asked, straightening from the prone position he had obtained on the couch next to her.
"I've got a lot on my mind. I told you that when you started trying for a fuck."
He straightened. Slowly, he withdrew both his hands, the one at her pussy and the other which clutched her tits. "You sure as hell must be doing a lot of thinking. Hell, you act like you're a thousand miles away."
"No, only a couple of hundred," she said. She pushed to a sitting position. She glanced at her breasts, fully exposed from her blouse. She made no move to conceal them.
"Yeah, I know, you got Blair State on your mind again. What the hell, I thought you said you were all set, that all of us could count on being accepted by Blair."
"I did say that," she answered.
"Well, what the devil, don't you really believe it? You went to Blair, you saw this old prof. If you made that contact there shouldn't be anything to worry about."
"I made the contact all right," she said. "But I only-." She stopped and giggled girlishly.
"What the devil-."
"I was just thinking, all I really did was lay the foundation for my admission, just laid the foundation for all of us to get accepted when Professor Haywood comes to Benton to interview us."
"And that's something to giggle about?"
"It sure is," she said, starting to giggle again.
His face took on lines of concern. Then he said, "Hell, maybe if you didn't make out so well we should all go up and see this prof jerk before he gets here."
"No, like I told you before, just leave it all to me. To me and those of you I might need once Professor Haywood gets here."
"You make it sound awful damn mysterious."
"It is," she said. "And very exciting, too."
"Hey, what's all the noise from you two," Dick called to them. "How you kids can carry on a conversation when Joan and Inez are getting ready to try something different is more than I can understand."
"We'll be quiet-maybe," Lisa said. She perched further on the edge of the couch and looked at her girl friends.
Joan had very black hair. She was quite small, perhaps only an inch or so above five feet. But her body was shapely. Even Lisa admitted this as Joan raised from dismissing the last of her clothing. Joan, who was only sixteen, had small tits, but they were compact and erect and the nipples blazed pink and hard. And her stomach was very flat.
Lisa shifted her gaze to Inez, also sixteen and shapely, but taller and built large with heavy hanging breasts which were absent of the sign of nipples unless one looked closely. Only then could the small indented nuggets be clearly discerened. But her stomach, too, was flat and erotic looking. And her hips, although heavier than those of most girls her age, were smooth and firm and flowed into good, solid legs. But her coloring seemed off, Lisa decided as she looked at her. Inez was blonde and this made her seem big and dumb, where Lisa was sure she would be much more attractive if her hair had been dark.
"All right, you kids ready, eh?" Dick asked them.
"I think this is silly," Joan said.
"Me, too," Inez concurred.
"You won't think it's silly in a few minutes," Dick assured them.
"But I don't like girls. I like boys," Joan insisted.
"Just wait," Dick told her. "What the devil, don't you pay attention to your psychology lessons. There's sexual love for everyone, all sexes together, all the time, always has been that way. Don't you know, it's a fucking good world?"
"You're stupid," Joan said.
"Yes, a real drip," Inez agreed.
"Well, come on, get cookin'-or cockin'." Dan called from the couch.
Joan turned toward Lisa, then said, "You've been awful quiet tonight. Are you sure we're all set for Blair State?"
"Not sure, but very confident," Lisa answered. "And, if we do everything just right when Professor Haywood and his associate get here, we'll make out just fine."
"And what little trick is it we have to do this time?" Inez asked. "Man, you kids are always hustling some way. First it's the football coach so good old Don gets to be captain of the team. Then it's that physics teacher so he won't snitch on you, but he snitched anyway. And now you're hustling some drippy college professor."
"You want to go to Blair, don't you?" Lisa asked.
"Sure. I've got to go. If I don't make it my old man will cut my allowance down to zero."
"And with your grades you're not going to make it without help from this little club. Then, when we all get to Blair, it'll be smooth-we'll run that place just like we do Benton."
"Man, are you ever ambitious," Dick said.
"You sure like to run things."
"Manipulate, is a better word," Lisa said. "Now come on, what are you going to do, stand around without your clothes all night?"
"No," Dick said, "Come on girls, let's get closer to the audience."
The three of them, Joan, Inez and Dick, moved to where Lisa and Dan sat together on the couch. Lisa thought how funny they really looked as they walked toward her. Both Joan and Inez seemed very conscious of their nakedness, although she could tell they sought to conceal it. The breasts of both girls jiggled slightly as they walked, and there was an awkwardness to the sway of their hips much as if nudity caused them to subdue the natural, gliding motion that was a part or them. And Lisa thought that Dick looked very silly. He wore only jeans and his bare feet seemed very large. But he seemed proud of that nakedness of him which showed. He appeared to deliberately puff his chest out in order to display its hardness and the smallness of his waist. And, Lisa had to admit that Dick's hips were very narrow, practically nonexistent. She smiled to herself when she thought how Dick was the entertainer of their large high school group, how he was always the one to think of something different for them to do, something daring and unusual to add spice to their already very spicy life.
"Man, I can't stand all this flesh," Dan suddenly groaned. He circled his arm around Lisa's waist and cupped one breast in his hand.
Lisa shivered delightedly, but it came less from his touch than it did from the knowledge that he was hers to control, to maneuver in any way that she wanted. She felt his fingers playing with her nipple and she remembered how the crowds yelled when he took a football in those same quarterback fingers and fired it far down the field. And it was this that made her shiver in delight for Dan's attention. And it was Dan who most concerned her. His scholastic record was shakey. Blair State seemed a long way away, yet Lisa knew that he had to attend that school. At Blair, with her in attendance, he would continue to follow her like a puppy dog. And he was sure to be a Blair athletic leader. It was this that she wanted for herself, the fame and notoriety of Dan in attendance to her. She just had to get Dan admitted to Blair. And she would, she vowed to herself as she thought again of Don Haywood, at how funny and stern he was, yet how he was so much better looking than she had expected.
"AH right, kiddies," Dick announced. "You two gals can start any time now."
"Start what?" Inez asked, hooking her hands on her hips.
"Hell, you know-making out."
"Us two?" Joan asked, her eyes going wide in surprise.
"Sure, gals do it all the time. Especially when there aren't any guys around."
"And when does that ever happen?" Joan declared.
"Well, you never can tell," Dick said. "Besides, some of the gals have told me they get a better bang out of it than with guys."
"That'll be the day," Lisa giggled from the couch.
Joan looked around, then said, "This is silly. How do we do it?"
"Be natural, babies, just natural," Dick told them.
"Start with kisses," Lisa advised.
"Yeah, smooch like all get out," Dan added.
The two naked girls stepped away from the others a bit. They paused on a white, bear rug that centered the recreation room floor. They faced each other. And, strangely, as if they had only now become aware of the other's bareness, the eyes of each roamed the body of the other. Their eyes alerted and began to roam lavishly. They became interested as it seemed that each saw the reflection of herself in the naked body of the other. At the same time, as if by secret signal, the girls stepped toward each other. Joan reached out and nipped at her breast. Then Inez did the same to Joan. Then they embraced and finally, amid the sound of sighs from those who watched, they kissed.
Lisa felt Dan's hand tighten on her bare tit. She felt her own heart's pace quicken. And for the first time that evening she felt a genuine quiver of desire at her thighs.
Joan and Inez increased the intensity of their kiss. Lisa could see their lips lessen their hold to make room for their tongues to shoot from one to the other, then back again. And their female hands roamed female bodies, touched at breasts and buttocks, at the back, the shoulders, and at the rounded stomachs which smashed together and parted.
"Oh, kids, you learn fast," Dick panted.
The girls broke their kiss and stepped back a pace. Then Joan lowered herself to the white, bear rug. In a flash, Inez was beside her. They embraced again, stretching long together while their hands clutched and touched. Soon, Inez became the aggressor. She pushed Joan flat on her back then hunched over her. She kissed madly at her breasts. And Joan aided her friend's hungry mouth. She wound her fingers into her hair and moved her head from side to side, encouraging her attention to each of her small, sparking breasts.
Lisa clutched Dan's hand and pressed it tighter against her tit as she watched Inez lower the deluge of her kisses, as she moved from breasts to ribs to small, round stomach where she lingered in a way that made Joan cry out in pleasure. Joan wanted Inez's mouth on her sopping cunt, and they all knew it.
For a few minutes, Lisa had the feeling of being left out of things. She was always the leader, the manipulator, the one who was the center of attraction. But Inez and Joan, their bare bodies entwined, somehow seemed to threaten her that exalted position. And she felt that it would be a disaster should that happen. Yet, she continued to watch, fascinated, as her kisses descended even lower on the now churning body of Joan.
Lisa glanced upward at Dan. His eyes glistened. She could feel the increased breathing he suffered as his big chest rose and fell. And his look made her feel disturbed and angry as she again experienced the feeling of being forgotten or reduced in social stature.
Inez and Joan increased the fury of their love. They burrowed and mumbled words of love. They searched and found within each other secret places of sensation that had been forever hidden, only now discovered, only now working to soar them higher in feeling than they had ever been. Their bodies trembled and strained. Their legs wrapped around each other's head and snuggled closer to that which they were receiving. Their breasts had bloated and grown hot-looking, and Inez, for the first time, displayed nipples that protruded from their creamy moulds, that stood erect and proud and very, very passionate.
Lisa watched for another second. Then she could stand it no longer. She had to subdue her feeling of being left out, ignored, forgotten and uncared for by the others. She pressured Dan's hand tighter to her breast. She turned her face to him and at the same time reached her left hand out to his thighs.
"Fuck me, Dan" she whispered. "Wait," he said, not looking at her but staring straight ahead at the lesbian love-making of Joan and Inez.
She jerked hard upon him and said, "No, I won't wait. I want you right now. Fuck me now!"
"While this is going on?" he asked glancing at her.
"Yes. Right now."
"You're crazy."
"Yes, crazy. Real crazy."
Lisa, as if she were going on stage to upstage everyone else, jumped up and facing Dan stripped the clothing from her body.
"Hey, you're frantic," he said.
"Yes, frantic for you," she answered.
Lisa hurried the clothes from her body, then when she was nude, she presented herself in front of Dan, stretching on her toes, raising her arms high above her head. Her pose left no doubt that she wished to hog the limelight from Inez and Joan who were now moaning fiercely and thrashing harder to each other.
"Man, I've never seen you like this before," he breathed, edging closer to her. His eyes stared at her clammy cunt.
Dan had now given up all interest in lesbianism and moved to the edge of the couch. He tore at his shirt and opened it to expose his hard chest. But when he moved to loosen his belt in order to attain total nudity, Lisa detained him.
"No, darling, don't bother," she said. "I can't wait that long."
She crushed against him. Her force was such as to send him to his back upon the couch. Lisa fought atop him until she found his mouth. She felt the grip of his hands at her buttocks and back at the same time that his mouth opened to receive her darting tongue. And as he took it unto himself, Lisa lowered onto him.
Dan moaned. Lisa moaned again too, longer and mournfully from his mouth to hers, passing the sound through teeth and tongue until it was transferred from one to the other.
But Lisa became impatient with kisses, with fondling and moaning. She jerked her mouth away from Dan's. She pushed upright above him and fastened her knees to each side of his hips. Then, quickly and desperately, she adjusted him to herself as she raised. She remained high and poised for a moment. She glanced at Dick who still had no interest in her, who continued to stare at Inez and Joan. Then she looked at Joan and Inez. For a moment, it was difficult for Lisa to separate the two, decide who was whom, for the girls were wrapped together as their heads moved at opposite ends of each other's body. When she finally did make proper identification, she no longer cared.
Dan raised his hands to her hips and helped with the adjustment that would join them. And then it was made. Lisa moved a bit higher, then plunged down on his throbbing prick.
Dan made no cry. He only breathed hard and pinched his fingernails into her buttocks as he aided her crashing descent upon him, then aided her rise. He could feel her cunt muscles milking him.
Her journey was a short one. She strained against him, bounded upward, crashed down upon him again and again. And all the time her breasts bounced, her thighs quivered, her stomach undulated, and her hair flew wildly about her shoulders, giving her a pagan look.
Dan was active, too. He thrust upward, reclined, then moved upward again and again to meet the attack Lisa imposed upon him. And his hands dug into her flesh giving the sign of his mounting passion. She shivered. Her nipples even seemed to elongate. And her navel winked. And her thighs continued to quiver as she moved tighter and tighter to him.
At last the bubbles of desire had gathered and were ready for coming. Lisa felt it in every part of her body. She felt the new tautness at her breasts, the tight stammer of her stomach muscles, and she felt it shoot from her thighs throughout all of her body. She felt it in the hot flush that came to her neck and cheeks. She felt it in the bubbly saliva that gathered at the comers of her mouth. And she felt it when she looked at Dan and saw his half-closed eyes as he ground and pounded up and down in the quick joining fuck-motion he had so quickly adapted to her rhythm.
When Lisa knew that the end was to come, that she would soon be erupted with feeling, she glanced at the other teenagers in the room. It was as if they were all to join in a finale together. Joan and Inez blubbered and were rolling from side to side. They were clinched together in a wild and erotic embrace. And Dick continued to stare at them, enthralled by their action, enraptured with his own jerking-off action upon himself. His eyes were narrow. His entire body stammered.
Lisa crashed upon Dan a final time. She screamed the results of her thrill. He answered it with a groan, a choke, and a final quick upward thrusting. "You fucking cunt!" he screamed.
And then they were quiet and collapsed together, Lisa leaning far forward, her cheek resting against his chest. He, holding her, cuddling the after-thrill softness of her to him.
Lisa opened her eyes and saw that Inez and Joan had also completed the search they had pursued so relentlessly. And when she looked at Dick, she saw that he had finished beating his groovy prick, that he had quieted and shyly turned his back on the others.
She closed her eyes quickly, as if anxious to blot out the scene. But it was impossible. It persisted. And as she reviewed the images of herself and her friends, all involved in erotic endeavors, she suddenly thought of Don Maywood. Then she felt better. If she had felt thrilled at her power to make him engage her in the front seat of a car, if she felt strong and definite in that she had quickly seduced a staid stranger professor, what greater thrill would she know with him when he arrived at Benton? She wondered how he would react to the many sexual things she had planned for him, those erotic things that she and her friends would provide in order to influence him in his deliberation of Blair candidates.
Lisa smiled, then cuddled closer to the hard chest of her football hero.