Chapter 1
Yvonne Fleming never knew why the boys nick-named her "Torchy", but she liked the name and the attention she got from them. She didn't realize how her luscious young body affected them...or did she? The tight jeans she wore that caressed her shapely ass, as well as her braless bounce, drove them crazy.
Torchy was a continual topic of conversation among the boys. They were all trying to get into her life-and into her pants...and once someone succeeded, this hot little number really began living up to her name.
"I was afraid you'd never, never talk to me again," David Rhodes said as he squeezed Torchy Fleming's hand tightly in his own. "I mean-well, not after the way I went and messed everything up for us yesterday!"
"Forget yesterday, lover!"
"No, I-I can't," the boy said. "I wasn't even aware of the fact that I was hurting you until-well, until after I had come. Some Lover!" The boy shook his head miserably. "It was a thoughtless and terrible...."
"Stop that," the sultry, raven-haired girl said, and began to quicken her pace. "The past is past, David. Besides, I think I figured out what our problem was. You were just too excited and-well, I guess I sort of panicked, too. They say that maiden voyages can be hell-especially when both of the parties are virgins. It'll be different today. You'll see. Just wait until we get to your place, lover. This time it's all going to go right for us!"
"I sure hope so," the boy said.
"You just wait, David!"
The boy was tall and slender, with a wild shock of pale blonde hair that curled over the rims of his ears. His eyes were big and bright, intensely blue-the blue of cornflowers in bloom.
A shudder of expectation raced up and down his spine. He shrugged, moaning helplessly. "I-ah, I don't know if I can wait until we get all the way home," he said. "My cock and balls-they feel like they're just about ready to explode. Really, Torchy!"
The girl's dark eyes grew bright with mirth as she gazed down at the bulge in the front of his jeans. She covered her soft, pouty lips with her free hand as she began to giggle. His cock seemed to be thrashing about like crazy, shuddering and jerking, as if it were trying to push its way out through the material that held it trapped.
"It does seem to me that you have a little problem there, David," Torchy said with a sigh.
"Little?" David said.
"The problem is little," Torchy cooed. "Not your cock, sweet man. Besides, we'll take care of that problem the very minute we get to your house. It's only a few more blocks, baby. Certainly you can wait that long!"
"I don't know," the boy moaned.
"You're sure we'll be alone for an hour or so?" the girl said. "You're mother won't come busting in or anything?"
"Don't sweat it!"
"I don't think I could handle it if she caught us, David! Not again!"
"Look, this is Thursday-and my mother always works late on Thursday," the boy said. "Something to do with the payroll at Zarta Products. I promise you, she won't get home until after seven o'clock!"
"Great-super great," the girl said, and then quickly looked around to see if anyone might be watching them before she reached over with her free hand and gave a series of quick, teasing tugs to the head of the boy's cock.
"Oh, Torchy-Torchy!"
"You like that, huh?"
"like-oh, more than that," the blonde said. "Lots, lots more!" He quicken his pace until he was almost running, and the raven-haired girl began to giggle again as he dragged her along behind him. "C'mon, Torchy. Hurry, hurry...."
"Hey, caveman," the girl cooed. "Easy-easy. This ole pussy of mine ain't going nowhere!"
"I'm not taking any chances!"
David lay sprawled out on his back on the huge, leather sofa in the basement recreation room of his home. He was naked except for his socks. Torchy was naked, too-totally and gloriously naked. She knelt down on the thick rug in front of the sofa, gazing down in total fascination at the boy's thick, hard, sputtering manhood. She curled her slender fingers around boy's thick, hard, sputtering manhood. She curled her slender fingers around the shaft near the root and began to caress it, kneading the hard, frantic flesh.
"Oh, God-Torchy," the boy cried.
"Easy, lover. We have hours and hours!"
"I know, but...." The boy's face twisted in pain, his eyes sparkling wildly with need. "Please, Torchy. Do something-anything. The pain-oh, baby, you have no idea how painful this is. I-I'll go clear out of my skull if you don't do something soon!"
"Don't you see, David-that's the mistake we made the last time?" Torchy said. "You were so worked up-so excited that all you could think about was your own needs. That's why you were so rough. You really couldn't help what happened!"
"Yeah; that makes sense!"
"This time we're going to take the edge off your needs first," the girl said. "That way we can take it easier when you put your cock in my cunt!"
"Sounds right," the boy said miserably.
The muscles in his thighs began to ripple, responding to the awesome need that expolded from his balls. He bit down hard on his bottom lip, moaning with pain.
"Easy, lover. Easy!"
"Torchy, could you, you know, maybe work your fingers up and down the shank of my prick?" the boy said. "I you have no idea how close I am!"
"Oh, I'm going to do something better than that, lover," the girl cooed. "Something that should do some really beautiful things to your head, lover. Thing like...."
She lowered her lips down against the face of his frantic pecker and then placed a long, sucking sort of kiss on the face there. "like this, David," she said. Her hot, wet tongue darted from between her polity lips and she began to swirl it all around the rim of his trembling glans, delighted with the little squeals of joyous agony that gurgled away in the blonde's throat.
"Torchy, lover, I-I...."
"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," the girl cooed.
"I'm going to come, Torchy," David cried. "You'd better look out if you don't want...." He paused, groaning wildly, as his narrow hips began to sputter and buck. "Don't want my juice all over your beautiful face. I'm really close, lover. So very, very close!"
The raven-haired girl parted her lips again and then drew the head of his cock deeply into her mouth just as his orgasm hit, sending his awesome load of thick, creamy jism sputtering hotly against the wet, sucking walls of her mouth and throat. His orgasm hit again and again, and yet again, as the boy shuddered and jerked, his body thrashing about like a fish out of water.
"Torchy-oh, Torchy," he said miserably. "I tried to warn you! Didn't you hear me? Didn't you hear me tell you that I was about to-to come?"
"Oh, I heard you alright, David," the dark-eyed girl said as she allowed the boy's prick to slip from between her lips. She looked up into his face, wrinkled her nose. "Boy, is that ever bitter. Yuck...."
"D-did you-ah, swallow it?" David said.
"The whole pint," Torchy said with an impish little grin, and then wrinkled her nose at him again: "Every last little drop of that gooey mess! I loved it!" She looked deep and long into his sparkling eyes. "Well, did you like it, lover? Did you enjoy coming in my mouth? Was it everything I promised it would be?"
The boy seemed to be on the verge of tears. "Oh, Torchy, it was-ah-oh, Torchy!" His cock began to quiver again, sputtering half-heartedly. "It was fantastic. Really. Your lips, your tongue-they felt so wet!"
"Is the pain gone?"
The boy shrugged. "Yeah-most of it, anyway," he said. "But-as crazy as it might sound, I can feel it beginning to build up all over again. And fast, too! Wow, Torchy, I feel so-so turned on. Just being near you is so fantastic, so very, very beautiful!"
A touch of color came to the girl's face as she got to her feet. "Okay then," she said softly. "Let's change positions: me on the sofa and you down on your knees with your head between my legs!"
The boy's eyes grew big and round. "You mean-ah, lick you down there?" he said, and swallowed hard. "Put my tongue in your pussy and wiggle it about?"
"Yeah-right," Torchy said. "I want you to suck my cunt for me. Fair is fair! I did you...and now I want you to do me. Okay?"
"Hey; it's not that I don't want to do it, Torchy," David said with a weak little grin. "It's just that I-ah, I-I...." He allowed his words to trail off as he shrugged helplessly. "I don't know if I can!"
Anger exploded in Torchy's dark eyes. "JUST WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN?" she demanded.
"Well, it means-it means that I never done it before," the boy said. "It means that-ah, that I-I...."
"That you don't mind taking but you refuse to give," the girl said. "Is that it, you bastard!"
"No-no, Torchy. Really, it's nothing like that!"
"What then?"
"I guess I'm just scared!"
"Scared of what, for pity sake?"
"I-I don't know what to do," David said. "I have no idea of how to get started!"
"C'mon, David," Torchy said in disbelief. "What kind of shuck is that?"
"No shuck, Torchy. Honest, I-I...."
"Alright," the girl said with a huge sigh. "It's really simple, lover. All you have to do is put your tongue in gear down inside my snatch. I-I'll help you. I'll guide your lips and tongue to the spot where I want them. You'll catch on to what I like. Really...."
"I don't know, Torchy!"
"C'mon, lover," Torchy cooed. "I've got some needs of my own that have to be met. Okay?"
"I'll try," the boy said miserably.
Torchy took his hands in her own, jerked him to his feet, and then eased around him and flopped down on her back against the sofa. David dropped to his knees, frowning, fear flickering in his eyes.
"C'mon, lover," Torchy said.
The boy dropped to his knees, worked his way down between the girl's trembling thighs. He hesitated for a moment, gazing down into the triangle of silky fuzz that was her beaver, and then slipped his hands down under her ripe, perky bottom. He ran the tip of his tongue over the rim of his lips, moistening them in preparation for his next move.
"Hurry, David. C'mon, baby!"
"Yeah-right," the boy said, and then swallowed hard.
Torchy closed her eyes as a look of ecstasy filled her proud, dark face. She bit down into her bottom lip as her hips began to roll ever. so slightly in undulation. David worked his shoulders down between her out-stretched legs, tightening his grip on the firm, meaty flesh of her bottom. He began to knead the flesh there, marveling at the way it seemed to sing against his touch, vibrating wildly.
"Now, David-do it now!"
Suddenly the boy lowered his lips down against her shimmering vulva and placed a quick, surging kiss on the gooey mass he found there. He hesitated for a long, long moment, as if he were steeling himself for some sort of ordeal, and then sent his tongue swirling down into the hot, wet tissue that was the dark-eyed girl's snapping cauldron of syrupy sweet witch's brew.
"Oh, David-lover!"
"It's so wet down there," the boy said breathlessly. "So hot and wet and...."
DAVID," the girl moaned. "WILL YOU PLEASE-PLEASE SHUT UP AND EAT ME. REALLY, LOVER I'M SO READY!"
"I know, I know...."
"YOU'RE STALLING, DAVID!"
"I-I guess," the boy said with a shrug.
"I'M HURTING, DAVID. HURTING BAD!"
The frustrated boy nestled his handsome face down against her crotch once again, rubbing the tip of his nose against the high, proud mound of dark, silky fuzz that was her pubic hair. He drew a tiny patch of the silky threads up into his mouth and began to suck away at it, seemingly savoring the ripe, salty taste and the raw, bubbling aroma of her musky need.
"You like that?" he asked.
"EAT ME, YOU BASTARD," the girl snorted. SUCK MY PUSSY FOR ME, DAVID. SUCK IT, SUCK IT...."
The raw and sprawling agony of the girl's fiery need was very nearly more than she could bear. Her breathing became a hot and raspy wail as the boy finally began to lip-nibble his way slowly from her pubic hair down to the shimmering lips of her quivering vulva.
"David-sweet lover!"
"Yes, Torchy. Yes, yes...."
The dark-eyed girl began to shudder, squealing with the frantic intensity of her awesome desire as the boy's lips and tongue continued downward, moving at. a snail's pace down into the waiting lips of her hungry quim. Her squeals became a low, wailing sort of groan as the blonde boy finally sent his tongue wiggling down into her love hole.
"Yes. David. That's it-that's really it!"
Torchy curled her fingers around the back of the boy's frail neck and dug her nails into the flesh there. The boy cried out in pain as she pressed his lips down tightly against her snatch. A wild, savage cry of triumph rose from the girl's mouth as her bottom seemed to explode, the ripe, perking meat there snapping wildly, sending the wet, gooey lips of her vulva raking hotly against the boy's face.
"That's it, lover," the girl cried happily. "Oh, God, sweet David-yes! That's it, baby. Oh, sweet, sweet lover, that's really it!"
As David began to lap away at the wet, spongy tissue of her throbbing cunt, he moved the middle finger of his right hand down between the crack that separated the full, perfect demi-globes of her rump and began to trace a tight, swirling, circular pattern all around and around the rim of her anus.
That dark, forbidden hole began to pucker, snapping away like crazy in frantic response to his touch. And then the boy suddenly rammed his finger up inside that screaming little bung and Torchy cried out in joy as she found herself airborne, high above the surface of the sofa.
"Oh, David-oh-oh, God, lover," the girl cried. "You took me by surprise. That's such a strange sensation, so-so different!"
The boy raised his head up as she began to settle back down onto the sofa. He looked up into the radiant glow that filled the girl's face and shuddered with pride. "D-d-did you like that, Torchy?" he said.
"Love it, you bastard," Torchy said with a grin. "You sweet, crazy bastard!"
It took some getting use to, all those strange sensations David's finger was producing in her, but somehow the girl was able to force herself to settle down a bit. The boy grinned like a Cheshire cat at he began to bob his finger in and out, in and out of her dark, frantic hole, wiggling it about as the raven-haired girl cried out in ecstatic joy.
"Oh, David-sweet lover!"
"I-I love you, Torchy," the boy cried. "I love you so very, very much! Oh, Torchy, if-if only...." His words trailed off into a rasping sort of sigh, unable to find the words to express the frantic and confusing emotions that spread through his body. "I love you, Torchy!"
"Hey; forget that crap and such my pussy," the girl cried out in frustration. "C'mon, David!"
"Say it, Torchy," the boy pleaded. "Say that you love me. Please-I really need to hear the words!"
"Later, David...."
"Please, please-say it!"
"Oh, of course-of course, I love you, David," the girl said. "But please get your lips and tongue back against my snatch, lover. I'll go crazy if you don't!"
The boy screamed like an Apache on the warpath and then quickly lowered his lips and tongue down against the frantic mass of pulsing pussy flesh that was her love hole. He began to probe about under the thick, heavy layers of flesh at the top of the entrance to her snatch, searching for the little button of screaming pink flesh he knew lay hidden there-her clitoris, her hard, conical she cock.
"Yes, David," Torchy, cried. "Oh, yes!"
It took some doing but finally he found it, and the raven-haired girl cried out his name at the top of her voice as she wrapped her trembling thighs tightly around the boy's back and once again began to rake her dripping vulva hotly against his face.
"Suck it, David. Suck my clit, lover!"
Torchy's words very quickly became a high-pitched wall as the boy drew that magical little cone of agony between his lips and up into his hungry mouth. He locked his lips around the pulsing base, holding it securely while he sent the tip of his tongue dancing against the peak, swirling it around and around as the girl began to thrash about under him.
"Yes-yes; that's it, lover," she cried. "Yes-oh, yes. Yes, yes-YES. Suck, David-lick and suck and nibble and don't stop. Don't ever stop!"
Her slender hips bucked violently, and she really ripped out all the stops. She ground away at his face with her wet, dripping pelvis, covering everything from the tip of his nose to the base of his chin with a heavy layer of the rich, syrupy goo that was her spunk.
"David, sweet David!"
She lightened her grip on the back of his neck, drawing blood with her nails as she tried to force more and ever more of the hot, screaming agony that was her pussy up against the great, sucking wonder that was his frantically sucking lips and wild, corkscrewing tongue.
If her raking nails were causing the boy pain he did not show any sigh of it. He sucked away at her clit like a man possessed by demons, doubling and redoubling the rhythm of his lapping tongue and sucking lips.
"DAVID, I I'M SO CLOSE, LOVER," she cried.
David snorted as he ground his face against her snatch, seemingly trying to pull her girl-prick from her snatch with the suction of his mouth.
"DAVID, I-I...."
Her toes began to sputter and snap as her orgasm rose up from deep within the wild and frantic reaches of her snatch, a great and monstrous thing that soon had her whole body shaking like a tree trapped in the wind of a tropical storm. She began to cry out her joy in a voice that was ragged with the exploding spasms that ate at her flesh.
"YES, DAVID. Oh, David-sweet lover!"
Her climax moved like a whirlpool from the singing tissue and convulsing muscles of her love hole, swirling about wildly, exploding again and again-wild and scary and fierce, sucking every little patch and twitch of energy from the very fiber of her soul.
Finally the raven-haired girl fell limp.
She sighed as she allowed her legs to slip from around his back and began to push his head away from her snatch. The boy seemed to be unaware of the fact that she had achieved climax for he continued to suck away wildly at the limp little button of exhausted pink magic that was her she cock.
"That's enough, David," the girl cried. "Really, I can't take that. My clit it's too sensitive for any more. Stop, David. You must stop!"
The slim, pale blonde seemed not to hear her. Indeed, if anything, he actually seemed to increase the pressure of his sucking lips and dancing tongue.
"STOP, DAVID. PLEASE, LOVER!"
The boy continued to probe away at her frantic girl-prick, wiggling his tongue against the super-sensitive peak as the girl squirmed about under him. She tried desperately to move his head away from her snatch, tugging at his hair as she tired to jerk away from his mouth.
"DAVID, LOVER-STOP," she cried in a voice that reflected her frenzy. "PLEASE-YOU MUST STOP, LOVER. OH, GOD, DAVID, I-OR, I-I CAN'T BEAR IT ANYMORE, LOVER. REALLY, YOU MUST STOP! STOP, STOP-PLEASE STOP!"
Still the boy continued. It wasn't until the frantic girl began to beat at his head with her fists that he finally allow her tortured cit to slip from between his lips.
"Oh, David-damn!"
"I-ah, I wanted to make sure that I had it all-your orgasm," the boy said, and then shrugged to cover the sense of embarrassment that rushed through his body. "I did get it all, didn't I, Torchy?"
"Oh, yes, lover! Yes-yes!"
"You're sure?"
"Oh, yes, David you got it all, baby," the dark-eyed girl cried happily. "Boy, your lips and tongue-they were like velvet inside my pussy. Really, lover so soft and smooth and everything!"
"I'm so glad," the boy said.
He pulled his hands out from under her still-vibrating bottom and set them down on her breasts, drawing the nipples up between the webbing between his thumbs and index fingers. Those dark, angry cones began to sputter and jerk, growing hard. Soon they were alive with need, throbbing away like a bomb that was about to expolde.
"Torchy, I-I...."
"It's alright, David," the girl said. "I'm sure that it will be just perfect this time, lover!"
"Help me," the boy cried in frustration. "Please, Torchy, help me. Help me...."
Fire exploded in the girl's dark eyes as she slipped her hands down under his arms and then pulled him down on top of her. "Is that the help you needed?"
"Yeah-that's it," the boy cried. His voice was suddenly heavy with expectation. "I-I hope that's all I'll need now, Torchy. I-I really hope so!"
"Hey-relax!"
"I'm afraid that I'll hurt you again," David said. "Just like last time!"
"That's all in the past, baby!"
"It was only yesterday, Torchy!"
"No-we've both grown up a whole hell of a lot since then," .Torchy said. "There's nothing to worry about!"
"How can you be so certain, Torchy?"
"I don't know-I just am," the girl said as she gazed lovingly up into the boy's bright, sparkling eyes. "All you have to do is take it easy, lover-slow and easy!"
"I promise you, I'll do my best, Torchy," the boy said, and then swallowed hard. His cock was alive and frantic, alive with a fierce and awesome sense of need. "My very, very best! I promise!"
"Oh, David lover!"
She kissed the boy tenderly, curling her arms around his lean, muscular back as she pulled his body down tightly against her own. A rippling, little squeal of joyous pleasure rumpled wildly in her throat as she felt his cock sputter against her lean thighs, the huge, bulbous head bobbing away wildly, slapping frantically against her flesh.
Torchy's eyes were brown-a brown so deep and rich that they actually appeared to be black at times. They were black at the moment-black and bright. The boy pulled away from her mouth, looked deeply into all the warm he saw radiating from deep within those eyes.
"It's not going to be easy, Torchy," he said miserably. "I know how crazy that must sound-especially after the load of love juice I already shot into your mouth, but now-right at this very moment-I feel every bit as horny as I did when we first walked in here!"
"Would you like me to such you off again?"
"No-hell, no," David sputtered. "I just want you to know that it's not going to be easy!"
"I'm sure that it'll be alright, lover," the dark-eyed girl said, and then tooled his hair. "You just relax a little and everything will be...."
"Oh, God, Torchy," the boy cried. "I-I think I-oh, Torchy, I...."
His body grew frantically hard, trembling fiercely. He closed his eyes and raised his head, moaning in anger and frustration. His lips moved furiously but no intelligible sound came from his mouth-only the haunting cry of a wounded jungle animal struggling to free itself from a trap.
"David, what's happening?"
She felt the muscles in the boy's belly begin to sputter and jerk, snapping violently as the boy cried out her name again and again. "I-I can't hold it back," he cried. "Oh, God, Torchy-forgive me!"
His orgasm exploded, sending jism thundering from the face of his cock. He pushed away from her body, resting on his hands and knees, and his love juice spattered hotly against her belly and thighs-a dozen or more mounds of shimmering, silvery-white gunk.
"I-I couldn't help it, Torchy," he said miserably. "I tried to hold it back. Really, I I...."
"Hey-easy; it's alright, lover," the raven-haired girl said, and reached up and cupped her hands around the back of the boy's neck. "I had no idea that you were so-so ready, baby. Really...."
"You're not mad at me, are you, baby?"
"Oh, David that's crazy," Torchy said.
"Is there something I can do to make it up to you?" Torchy's eyes grew bright. "I could use a towel to dry my body with," she said with a grin.
"Oh, sure-right!"
The girl watched in vague amusement as the boy got to his feet and padded his way to the bathroom. For the first time she found herself noticing that there was something effete in the way he carried himself. He returned with a huge bath towel in his hands, looked down sheepishly at the girl and then proceeded to wipe his jism from her belly and thighs.
"I'm really sorry, Torchy!"
"No big thing, lover...."