Chapter 1

"Randy Jones, give those back to me this instant!"

Tisha Wells stamped her foot in frustration as Randy dodged back, waving the panties in the air.

"That isn't fair, and you know it!" she said angrily, glaring at him. "It's your stupid old game we're playing, isn't it? And besides, do you want the whole neighborhood to see?"

"All right, all right." Standing by the open window of her bedroom, Randy laughed and let the panties dangle triumphantly in his fingertips. He made no move to give them back. "I'll quit showing off, then. But just remember I'm not the one who started this. You're the one who made the bet, aren't you? For every A I got on finals, one piece of clothing. Come on Tish, admit it. This was your idea in the first place."

Then his voice turned suspiciously soothing. "Now, how about the rest? Or don't you pay off your debts?"

Tish fumed. To tell the truth, she'd forgotten all about their bet, thinking it was only a joke. But the moment school had officially ended this morning, Randy had caught up with her in the crowded corridor, grinning from ear to ear and gripping the white slip of paper with his grades on it.

And now, barely two hours later and with her Mom off on hernew secretarial job, he was actually expecting her to go through with it!

The really ironic fact was that she'd ever made such a bet in the first place. Despite being next-door neighbors and best of friends, Randy was always competing with her in some way or other. And somehow—she wasn't quite sure how, but she knew it was so—somehow he'd goaded her into this ridiculous bet.

On the other hand, who'd have thought that Randy Jones would get straight A's? and even worse: that she would receive nothing but B's?

Some bet!

"Oh, all right," she gave in, removing her shoes. "That was one. Here's two and three."

But Randy shook his head, not about to be cheated. "Those only count as number two. And you've got four to go, Tish."

Tish considered the problem a bit nervously. All she had left were skirt, blouse and bra. It was certain Randy wouldn't count her necklace, but even if he did, that was four. Every stitch she had on!

Once again the galling thought came to mind: who would ever have believed it? Randy Jones making straight A's!

Almost angrily, she began to unbutton her blouse. "Okay, I'll pay up. But only because school's over now, and I won't have to go through this for another whole year!"

Randy looked on with obvious pleasure as she removed the blouse and set it neatly on a chair, taking her time and trying to hide the fierce blush on her face as he took in the small white cups of her bra. She'd never been this undressed in front of a boy before, and the horny look on his face was a little frightening.

But it was exciting, too.

Despite her embarrassment, Tish felt her young cunt creaming as she turned brazenly to face him. "That's three. And this is four."

She removed her necklace slowly, stalling.

"Now only two to go" Randy urged, licking his lips with obvious anticipation.

Tish made a face at him. Then, steeling her nerve, she reached around behind her and unsnap-ped her bra.

It fell loose, freeing her small outthrust tits. Aided by the long sinuous curves of her light-brown hair, the dangling white cups played hide-and-seek with her creamy upright jugs, showing off the milky swell of their roundness and making Randy's expression tighten in a lustful leer.

"Yeah," he grunted in a gravelly tone, his throat constricted. "That's it, just keep going ..."

Only too aware of the effect she was having, Tish began to enjoy her show. She could feel her sensitive nipples expand in reaction, blossoming into twin hard spires at the look on his face. At an inexperienced seventeen, she'd never even remotely considered showing herself off like this. Her mother's strict upbringing had taught her about the disgusting things boys liked to do with girls, and she'd always before shuddered in fear at the little aching twinges that seemed to emanate from her cunt more and more lately.

But at the moment, she wasn't disgusted at all. And she wasn't shuddering either.

But her cunt was twinging like crazy.

"I just hope you're enjoying this," she taunted, "because it's the last look you'll ever get. So you'd better make it good!"

With that pronouncement she shrugged the loose bra off and let it fall.

Her tits seemed to leap free, jutting and straining outward. Randy gasped. They were even bigger than he'd always imagined, their two quivering orbs thrusting up without a bit of sag. But what really caught his gaze were the pink bumpy aureolae of her nipples. Mouth-sized and swollen, they seemed to point directly at him, their peaks spiring out stiffly to full inch-long hardness.

His cock twisted in his jeans at the sight, making his hps twitch in a half-grimace.

"Not bad," he managed, his voice cracked. "Not bad at all. But how about the rest? I even ac-ed that shitty math class for this. Come on, Tish. Let's see something for math class."

She blushed furiously. But her blush wasn't purely embarrassment by now. Her youthful pussy was itching and burning the way it did sometimes late at night. And on those nights, only a little frantic rubbing with her fingers would make it go away.

It needed rubbing right now. But with Randy in the room, and that ominous bulge stretching the denim sheath of his crotch tight the way it was, she had a vague notion that the kind of rubbing her twat wanted now was a kind her fingers couldn't supply.

"All right then," she said slowly, pleased at the tortured expression on his face at her hesitation. "I guess it was a fair bet, and you won. But just one look, and that's all. Will that satisfy you?"

He nodded, a taut jerking motion of his head. His eyes didn't waver, didn't dare blink as srie reached around and unzipped the back of her skirt. Randy's pulse hammered at the slithering sound. His prick soared up painfully in its prison, and he practically leaned forward in pure expectancy as the top of the skirt went limp and began to slide down.

Instinctively Tish let the garment inch along her hips with a slow tantalizing motion. Though she was inexperienced at such things, she knew from the hissing sound of Randy's breath the effect she was having. The skirt slid along her rounded hips, baring inch after inch of smooth flat tummy until it reached the crest of her now-sopping cunt. She paused one last instant, then let it slip further.

Randy's mouth dropped open as the first dark curls of her pussy popped into view. He'd seen pussies before. In pictures and at movies, and once by sneaking into the girls' locker room at school with a couple of friends. But he'd never seen a real cunt this close up before. His eyes were wide and shining as the garment slipped down, baring Tish's snatch entirely.

She let the skirt drop and stepped out of it, creaming hard beneath his stare. "Well? Is this what you wanted?"

His head bobbed again, eyes fastened on the thick triangle of fur in front of him. Like her hair, Tish's pussy mound was light brown, almost blonde. But at the moment its twining curls were darkened with moisture, splitting slightly apart to display the first pink fringe of her gash and making his eyes bulge.

She almost giggled at Randy's stare. Gazing down at her cunt, he looked as if he was in pain. Which might not be far wrong at all, judging from that blatant stiffness in his pants.

"Good," she went on naturally, trying to pretend her pussy wasn't aching just as much. "That means we're all even. I always pay off my debts. And just to prove it, you can look all you want. I'll even help!"

With those words she slipped onto the bed and leaned back on her elbows, brazenly lifting her knees and letting them slide wide apart, allowing Randy an unobstructed view of her cunt.

At the sight of the glistening pink twat gaping before him, Randy found his voice at last. "Oh—oh shit, Tish! You've got the best-looking cunt anywhere! Uh . . . can I get a closer look?"

On the verge of suggesting just that herself, Tish nodded gleefully. "Go ahead. You may as well enjoy your look while you can, because it won't last much longer."

At her permission he hastily knelt by the bed, coming eye level with her sopping slit.

Randy's cock throbbed, his stomach tied in a knot, and something like a groan swelled deep in his chest at the spectacle of his next-door neighbor's spread-open cunt. He hadn't been lying. It really was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. All pink and dewy with juice, its puffy lips flared slightly, parting the light fringe of cunt fuzz and giving him a look directly into the drooling depths of her dank little hole. Just above that small juicy cavern, her clit protruded like a button that just ached to be pressed. He could even see the little puckered eye of her anus winking up between her taut asscheeks, collecting the stream of liquid that oozed from her pussy.

By now it was obvious to Randy that Tish was enjoying this as much as he was. And that realization made his hands fly up even as he spoke.

"You . . . you don't mind if I touch it a little, do you?"

Tish did giggle then. Not only at Ihe plea in his voice, but also at the giddy surge of cream that soared from her cunt at the suggestion. "It's okay. Go righ—iiiahhhh!"

Her words turned into a gasping cry as his fingers tentatively reached out, stroking up and down the length of her pussy.

Neither of them had ever done anything like this before. Neither of them quite knew what to expect.

And Tish certainly didn't expect the sudden surge of hot need that tore through her now. "Ohhhhh," she groaned, lurching up. "That's good, keep doing that, mmm ..."

Randy grinned. His fingertips trailed along her slash, for the first time feeling the hot wetness of pussy beneath them. Remembering something he'd read in a book, he brought his thumbs to the stiff hooded juncture that was her clit and began to knead the jutting little bud, rolling and pressing it like a marble.

"Ahhhh!" Tish's mouth flew open and she arched up at the delicious spasm of pleasure that soared through her. "Oh yes, that feels so good, * keep rubbing me just like that, Randy, ummmm . . ."

He teased her clit until she was panting and surging up, enjoying his probing fingers far better than she ever had her own.

But that wasn't the only thing Randy had read about. Impulsively deciding to try something even better, he suddenly bent down and pressed his lips against her clit.

"Yes!" Tish practically shrieked as he sucked her taut button, drinking up the horny hot cream that burst from her pussy. "Eat me! Suck my pussy, stick your tongue in me and lick up all my juice, oh yes play with my clit like that ohhhh!"

Her cries rose as she arched up, grinding her cunt to Randy's face. He tortured her small stiff lovebutton until he had her writhing in sheer bliss, then slithered his tongue along the length of her gash and pushed it smoothly between fat cunt-lips to gouge the slickness of her hole.

"Ummmm!" Tish groaned loudly, her hands clutching handfuls of his hair to urge him on. "That's right, fill my pussy with your tongue and fuck me with it, screw me Randy, oh yesssss!"

"Mmmfff—" Randy let out a muffled reply, busy doing just that. His rough probe reamed out her tight cunt and began to slide in and out like a pecker, just the way it had been in the book. Pussy cream gushed over his chin, and the teenage girl cried out as a tingling wave of climax surged through her.

"Suck me! Harder, harder oh yeah, make me come, now now I—ohh, I'm cominnnggg!"

She'd never before felt anything like the pure uninhibited blast of joy that ripped through her now. An electric current seemed to shoot throughout her, and she twisted up in a wild humping rhythm, enjoying the first real orgasm she'd ever honestly had. MAaaahhhh!"

At her reaction Randy dug his tongue in even faster, at the same time working her clit with his thumbs.

By now his cock was pulsing with need, and at the very peak of Tish's climax he abruptly drew away, made courageous by the need pounding in his confined prick.

"Uuuhhh ..." Whimpering, Tish opened her eyes just in time to see him jerking at his jeans. "What . . . what're you . . . ohh!"

In a single motion he was tearing down his jeans, and she gaped at the massive prong that swung up bare and hard.

"Now I'm going to show you how girls really pay off their debts," he said in a husky choked voice that was meant to be a laugh. "And I'll bet you like it just as much as I do!"

Then he was crawling forward, his expression twisted with youthful lust he sprawled between her legs and lunged straight for her pussy.

Numb with a mixture of astonishment and arousal, Tish didn't make the slightest attempt to stop him. The sight of Randy's enormous pecker held her spellbound, even as it speared for her cunt. She'd never seen anything so huge and thick in her life. Hard and veined and straining forward, it drove toward her like a missile, its reddened cocktip glistening with a droplet of man's jism as it rocketed down for her hungry young cunt.

And at the first piercing touch of that giant rod, any protest she might have made vanished.

"Yes!" she cried as his pecker stabbed between parted cunt-lips and rammed its. head into her. "Yes, fuck me! Stick me with your cock—oh it hurts, don't stop, ohh—pleeeease!"

Gasping for breath and relieved that she didn't object, Randy lunged again. His eight-inch shaft soared deeper, filling Tish's pussy with half its rigid length.

There was a moment of incredible pain, like a tearing inside her. But that disappeared almost instantly, replaced by a sudden swell of fresh climax that soon had her hunching up for more, stabbing herself on his cock.

"Oh Randy, get it all inside me!" she wailed, succumbing totally to the sensation of fucking for the first time in her life. "I want to feel every bit of your—ah!—your pecker, more, yes more, morrre!"

Urged on, Randy's body slammed forward harder than ever.

Tish shrieked as more and more of his hammering meat stabbed into her. Inch after inch shoved its way up her greased hole, until at last his thick cockfur mingled with her pussy curls, balls slapping against her asscheeks and hips grinding down, ramming the base of his pecker against her clit.

He was all the way inside her now, the thickness of his dick wedging between her cuntlips and filling her hot young pussy with a man's fat veined dick.

And before she knew it, Tish was reacting automatically. She hunched up, working Randy's dong around and reaming herself out on his luscious pole. Whimpering and clutching at his taut ass, she bounced up and down with increasing rhythm.

Following that cue Randy followed suit, easing his prick back and forth so that it was soon gliding out almost its full slick length to stab into her again.

Now, for the first time ever, Tish was really fucking.

And it was even better than she'd ever dreamed.

"Oh yes, fuck me!" she cried, sobbing deliriously as he pumped hard and fast into her. "Fuck me good, yes, yes oh Randy I'm coming, harder—oh fuck, yeeeessss!"

Climax tore through her in wrenching spasms, and she bucked wildly in a frenzy of orgasm on his big cum-swollen shaft.

"Do it now, come in my pussy, hurry oh hurry CUUUUMMMM!"

Writhing in blissful delight, the teenage girl lunged up for every precious inch of Randy's cock.

And in that instant he pistoned down, driving hilt-deep in her greedy hole and unleashing his ball-bursting load of jizz.

Hot spurts of creamy cum filled her sucking channel, and Tish let out a small scream, climaxing even harder as she arched up to take it all.

Twisting and panting and clinging to each other, both teenagers lunged in a fury of completion, satiating themselves in a release like nothing neither of them had ever known before.

At last, totally drained and satisfied, they slumped together on the bed, a gasping tangle of bliss.

Tish was the first to speak, tits heaving for breath. "Ohhhh, that was ... so good . . ."

Then she giggled, squirming to slosh his limp pecker in her juicy cunt. "But I didn't know this was part of our bet!"

Meeting her happy gaze, Randy managed a weak grin. "Well, math class was pretty tough. And besides, I gave you your change, didn't I?"

With those words he wiggled, chuckling as the drool of his jizz seeped from her twat. They giggled together at that, and Tish luxuriated in her new freedom.

"Well then, if we're going to be fair I guess I owe you one for each A," she said mischievously, breaking into a smile at the thought. "And you can collect anytime you want. After all, we've got all summer!"

They grinned at each other, both glad that Tish was a girl who paid off her debts.