Chapter 4
"What's going on?" Karen asked Billy over the phone. Billy was glad Karen had called. It would have been too bad if he never saw her again just when he had hope of getting laid. Even if he could only expect more hand jobs from Karen, it would be a real disaster not to collect them.
"My mother told your father that you were jerking me off," Billy said. "Then they had a fight about it."
"Gee, then it's my fault," Karen said.
"No it isn't. But it is your father's fault," Billy said. "My mother thinks its okay that we have fun together. She's great."
"Yeah, I know my father's sort of up tight about that sort of thing, Karen said but your mother is great."
"Listen, Karen," Billy said. "Why don't you come over here today?"
"Do you think I should?"
"Sure," Billy said. "My mother's not home. Besides, she said you could come over any time. She isn't going to tell your dad. She wouldn't tell him even if they were talking."
"Okay," Karen said. "I'll come over in about an hour."
Billy was so excited he could hardly wait. He knew that Karen would want to talk more about the fight between his mother and her father. But he was pretty sure that after that she would be willing to give him another hand job. And he might even get fucked.
Thinking about Karen and the last time they were together made Billy so excited he could hardly keep from jerking off. He would have, except he wanted to save every drop of his gism for Karen.
He would stare out the window, watching for Karen. But when he got too excited he tried to watch TV and not think about her.
But not thinking about her was impossible. He had hardly thought of anything else since Karen had jerked him off a few days before. He ran to the window again and stayed there until he saw Karen coming down the street on her bicycle.
She looked so sexy to the horny kid that he couldn't believe she was really coming to see him. Her tits hung slightly as she leaned over her handlebars. And her slender legs pumped the pedals slowly but powerfully.
Leaning to the side, Karen turned up the driveway without slowing down. She rode a bike like a boy. She was a very talented girl.
Billy met her at the back door. As she came in he could smell the sweetness of her body which was exaggerated because the bike riding had made her hot and a little sweaty.
"I'm glad you called me," Billy said.
Karen put her hands on his hips and kissed him. Billy was too shy to have kissed her first, but when he felt her lips on his he pulled her tightly against him and pushed his tongue into her mouth.
Karen kissed him eagerly. But before long, she pushed him away.
"Can I have a Coke?" she asked.
Billy took two Cokes from the refrigerator. By now he was shaking with anticipation. She wouldn't keep her body from him now that their parents had a fight, Billy hoped. But he couldn't be sure. And the possibility that their last necking session would be the last made Billy very nervous.
"What do you think will happen with your mom and my dad?" she asked.
"Gee, I don't know," Billy said. "My mother doesn't seem to be very worried about it though."
"Really? My father is very nervous and branchy," Karen said. "But he's still pretty mad at her."
"But just because they're fighting doesn't mean we can't still, uh, be friends," Billy said.
Now they were in the living room. Karen had, sat down on the couch with Billy close beside her. He put his arms around her shoulders.
"No it doesn't," Karen said. "I don't see why it should matter to us. But I can't tell my father I've been here. Oh, it's so stupid."
Billy pressed his face into hers. They kissed again, this time with more passion. Billy had gotten so excited waiting for Karen to show up that he couldn't help reaching for her tits right away.
He filled his hand with that firm tit-flesh that he remembered so well. Karen drew a deep breath through her nose. She made a sound that told Billy that she was as eager as he.
On the way over to Billy's, Karen had her bicycle seat pressing against the mound of her cunt. With every turn of the pedals the seat gave Karen's clit a squeeze. Of course, she wouldn't tell Billy that she had been on the verge of coming for the last fifteen minutes. But when he grabbed her tit, she couldn't hide the lust that was consuming her.
Karen put one hand on Billy's thigh and pressed her fingers into it. Her hand was about eight inches from his crotch. But for a horny kid like Billy that sort of touch could mean a lot.
He reached inside her jersey to take her tits into an eager embrace. But Billy was surprised when Karen sat up and grabbed the hem of her jersey and pulled it over her head.
With her firm and ample tits staring at him, Billy almost came in his pants. If he wiggled around a little his prick probably would start spewing. As it was, it was throbbing wildly and painfully.
Billy dropped his face to Karen's tits just like he had in the front seat of his car a few days before. And it was as thrilling now as it had been then. Maybe even more so. Now he handled those jugs with more skill, so it was more fun for both of them.
Billy took one erect nipple into his mouth, sucking and licking it madly. At the same time one hand moved over the other tit and the other slipped behind Karen's ass.
Billy loved the way Karen was reacting to his tit-sucking. Her deep breathing and writhing body seemed to be a good sign, he thought.
Since both kids were in such a horny state, they hurried their hands to each other's crotches silly would have liked to play with the incredible softness of Karen's firm tits longer. But her cunt was too tempting.
He dropped his hand from tit to crotch. Karen immediately spread her thighs. Billy cupped his hand over her denim clad crotch. It seemed terrifically hot and moist.
But Billy's biggest surprise was still to come. Just as he was about to begin fumbling with the button that held her pants closed, Karen reached for it herself.
Without hesitating, she unbuttoned her jeans and began pulling them down. Billy sat up and watched. He had never felt so excited.
"Take your pants off too," she said in a breathless voice.
"Yeah," Billy grunted and did what she said.
By the time Billy got his jeans off, his prick was holding out his underpants like a tent. The shape of his prick-knob was pressed into the white cotton and it was jerking mightily.
But as Karen stared in amazement at his crotch, Billy was staring at hers. She had pulled down her panties and he could see her cunt.
The sight of her pretty pussy was the last straw. Billy stuck his hand between her thighs again. When he felt her hair crushing under his palm he was reminded of the bliss he had experienced with this chick the last time they were together.
Billy hadn't even taken the time to pull down his own underpants. But Karen pushed the front of his underpants out of the way and set his prick free.
By that time, Billy had his finger swimming high in Karen's cunt. She was wiggling around and gasping for breath.
"Uhhhhhh," she gasped desperately.
Karen grabbed Billy's prick and began gently moving the skin over the hard bone within.
"Oh, Karen," Billy cried.
Billy's ass lifted off the touch as though he were levitating. Then gism began leaping from the jerking tip of his prick.
"Faster!" he yelled. "Jerk it hard!"
Karen was surprised to see the gism spurting so soon. After all, she had only just taken the cock into her hand. But she did as Billy told her. Her fist moved up and down his prick as fast and hard as she could while great gobs of gism emerged and ran down her fist.
"Rub my cunt!" Karen said hoarsely. "Ohhhh, ohhhhh!"
Karen was still jerking her hand up and down on Billy's pack when she felt her own orgasm blossoming.
But Billy, in his ecstasy, had let his hand slow in her crotch.
"Billy!" Karen screamed and bucked her hips.
With his orgasm spilling out the tip of his prick, Billy caught on to what Karen was trying to tell him. He began moving his finger over the hard bud of her clit again.
When his prick had shot its last, Billy caught Karen's hand. He stopped it from pumping, but he kept rubbing her clit.
Now he could enjoy the sight of her in ecstasy. He realized that he had forgotten the full glory of the sight since he saw it last. Karen shook every part of her body, but her tits did the most shaking. She spread her legs wider, lifted her feet and howled with joy.
When her climax passed, the kids snuggled up together. Billy held his hand around Karen's cunt, and she held his balls.
"Gee, Billy, you sure came fast," Karen said.
"I know. It's because I was so hot waiting for you. My prick has been hard for the last half hour. You came really fast too."
Karen giggled.
"Were you excited about seeing me again?" Billy asked.
"Sure," she said. "But when I ride my bicycle I get really hot. The seat seems to get right into my cunt."
Billy was impressed. Having a chick like Karen admit that she gets turned on by riding her bike was pretty exciting.
"Look, you're getting hard again," Karen said.
She moved her hand from his balls to the stiffening rod. And with her fingers playing over it the prick grew even faster.
Billy knew that his prick would get stiff again. And he still wanted to stick it into Karen's twat. But was she going to get hot again?
To find out, he curled his finger into the slot that was resting against his palm. It was wet in there. But was it the juice that had been there before? Or was she juicing up for another orgasm?
Billy couldn't tell. But as he moved his finger around in that hot envelope, Karen began to breathe harder. Her eyes shut and her mouth opened. Billy kissed her. She returned his kiss with enthusiasm.
Both of them were lying on their side. And now Billy moved closer. His prick was sandwiched between their stomachs. He took his hand from Karen's cunt, but only momentarily. Reaching around her hip, he tucked his finger tips into the crack of her ass. Then he followed that crack down between her thighs.
"Mmmmm," Karen moaned when she felt Billy's finger sneaking into her cunt from the rear.
Billy found that he could reach right up her drooling tunnel with his hand around her thigh. With his middle finger up her cave, he could examine the puckered opening of her asshole with his index finger. Karen seemed to like having her asshole tickled.
Billy's balls were lying against the carpet of her curly cuntal hair. He felt those curls on his balls. They reminded him how close his prick was to its destination.
Holding Karen's naked body against his own with his finger up her cunt was heaven. But Billy was still longing to fuck her. No matter how fantastic it was to do all the other things they'd been doing, he could never be satisfied with less than feeling his prick sliding in her twat.
Billy's tongue was in Karen's mouth and his finger was up her cunt. But he was thinking about his prick.
Between their bellies his prick was throbbing. Karen's fingers were tucked in there too, and she was running them along the thick shaft. But Billy thought it was time to make a stab at her pussy.
Holding Karen tightly to him and keeping her gagged with his tongue, he began to slide down her body. His prick was dragged along her stomach, then through her cunt hair.
When the bloated tip of his cock reached the crack of her cunt it began parting the lips. And Billy's fingers were waiting at the entrance of her cave to guide it in.
His prick began reaching between Karen's thighs as it was able to straighten out. Billy was concentrating on what his prick was feeling down there.
With his cock, he could feel the bristling hair and the wet, hot slot. Then the prick head met his fingers. If he could only get his prick lined up with the flowing sleeve of Karen's cunt he could slide it right in!
"Oh, Billy," Karen whined. "Don't!"
"Yes, I want to fuck you so badly," he said.
Now he was holding her cave opened with his fingers and trying to thread his prick into it. But he still hadn't gotten his cock in the right position. But he did manage to get the fat knob of his cock wedged in the plump lips of Karen's soaking pussy.
Now that his prick was entering that coveted territory, Billy was going wild. And so was Karen.
"Oh, I can feel it," Karen moaned. "It's so big, Billy! It's too big!"
"No it isn't," Billy gasped. "It'll fit. Oh, let me get it in. Karen, please."
Billy rolled on top of Karen. Once she was on her back, he knew he could sink his prick into her. And she didn't resist.
With a bit of maneuvering and adjusting, Billy got himself on top of her with her legs spread on either side of his hips. His cock had come out of the lips of her cunt. But now it would be easy to get it all the way in.
"Careful Billy!" Karen moaned. "Do it slowly."
Billy could understand Karen's fear. His prick was so big it could scare a girl.
Now that he was hovering over her, Billy realized that there was something about looking down and seeing a gorgeous chick lying beneath him with her legs spread. She seemed so vulnerable and desirable.
Billy tried to keep calm. It wasn't easy though now that he knew his dream was about to come true.
He took his prick into his hand and guided it to the waiting opening in Karen's crotch. He began poking it toward her cunt. But the first few probes merely bounced his cock off her hairy mound.
Then he hit the target.
"Uhhhhhh," Karen gasped, and her eyes opened wide with surprise.
Billy sucked his breath in between clenched teeth. His prick was sinking into a well of incredible tenderness. Further and further his throbbing prick sank into Karen's tight snatch until their curly hair met.
"Oh, God!" Billy gasped as the thrill of having his prick in her cunt filled him.
Billy knew that he'd never felt anything like this. And it was better than he'd ever dreamed. His prick was held in a hot, satiny grip. Billy buried his face in Karen's neck and gloried in the sensation.
But when he began pumping he realized the full glory of fucking.
"Huhhhh," he gasped as his cock was stroked by the inside of Karen's tight cunt.
"Ohhh, Billy!" Karen screamed.
The girl held her arms around Billy as tightly as she could. She held her knees high, her feet hovered over Billy's ass.
Then Billy slid his prick back into the depths. As his big dong stretched the lining of Karen's pussy again they both let out a squeal of lust.
Between them, Karen's tits rolled and wobbled as Billy began pumping with all his might. And each time he lunged, they cried out in overpowering bliss.
"Ohhhh, ohhhhh, ohhhh," Karen moaned deliriously.
Billy kept his prick sliding in and out as the most fabulous sensations of his life washed through him. His prick seemed to be on fire. At the same time it was tugged and stroked in the most beautiful way imaginable.
Billy could feel Karen's joy in the way her hips were bucking under his. She was meeting his thrusts with thrusts of her own hips. It thrilled Billy to know that she was working as hard as he was to drive his cock in and out of her.
Their bellies slapped noisily together, adding to the sounds of their desperate ones.
"Billy, Billy, Billy," Karen babbled in ecstasy.
"I'm going to come!" Billy gasped. "Oh, uhhhh."
"Ahhhh, I'm coming too!" Karen wailed.
In their orgasmic ecstasy, the kids thrust their hips together with even greater energy.
Billy found that fucking was more than he ever dared hope. With his prick being lapped by silky tunnel of Karen's twat, it was radiating, waves of pure pleasure through him. Billy and Karen held each other and kept fucking until every bit of pleasure was wrung from them. Then they lay there gasping and enjoying the lingering pleasure.
"Karen, that was the best thing that ever happened to me," Billy said. "Did you like it?"
"I loved it," Karen sighed.
Billy lifted his head from beside Karen's and looked at her face. She was covered with sweat.
But she had the nicest smile that Billy had ever seen. It was obvious that she liked fucking.
"Have you ever done it before?" Billy asked.
"No. Have you?"
Billy was glad to admit that he hadn't. And he was glad to know that he was Karen's first. But best of all, he knew that his horny days were behind him.
"We'd better get dressed before your mother catches us again," Karen said.
Billy hated to get off her. But he knew that she was right. Still, he sort of wished his mother would catch them. He was so proud of himself; he would have liked his mother to know.
When Billy got up and pulled his prick hum Karen's cunt, the sigh of her lying naked beneath him made his prick stiffen slightly. But he knew that he'd have to wait until he could enjoy fucking again. After all, he'd already had two orgasms that afternoon.
Billy watched Karen pick up her clothes and walk out of the room. Seeing her wide ass wiggling as she walked out of sight made Billy eager to fuck her again. The next day would be a good time, he thought.
He was still lying on the couch when Karen came back from the bathroom. She was dressed now. Billy found it exciting to be naked while she had her clothes on.
Karen sat down next to Billy, stroked his cock, and kissed him.
"I'd better get going," she said. "You'd better not call me. But I'll call you soon."
"Let's do it again tomorrow," Billy said.
"Okay," Karen said.
Billy didn't get up from the couch until he heard his mother drive up the driveway. He'd been lying there thinking about the joy of fucking. As his mother called in the back door, though, he jumped up and ran to his room.