Chapter 1
Annie was a girl who saw too much.
It was close to midnight on a Friday in early spring. Annie and her younger sister, Kim, were spending the night at the home of their next-door neighbors.
Annie and Kim sat in the den, watching television. They were staying at the Liftons. Warren and Gloria Lifton were good neighbors and good friends of the girls' daddy, big Jim Bartcon.
Tonight, Jim and his new wife, Caroline, were spending the evening with Warren and Gloria. The foursome had gotten dressed up and gone into town for the night.
They would be coming home late. Jim didn't want his daughters alone in the big house, since there had been a rash of burglaries and even a rape in this peaceful suburban neighborhood.
So. he had sent the kids next door, where they could stay with Claire, the Lifton's lovely nineteen year old daughter.
Claire's brother. Tod, who was seventeen, was out for the night with some of his buddies. But Claire was staying at home, where she could keep an eye on Annie and Kim. But Claire was rather busy at this moment.
An hour ago, Claire's boyfriend had come over. His name was Steve. He was a sophomore at the local community college, which Claire also attended.
Claire told Annie that she and Steve were going upstairs, and that they would be in Claire's room. Annie and Kim giggled knowingly.
Claire requested that the girls not interrupt her unless there was a real emergency.
Annie and Kim promised not to bother her. Claire said that the guest room was all made up and ready for them, and if the girls got sleepy they could just go to bed.
She said that she'd see them later. Steve slipped his arm around Claire's slender waist as the two of them exited the den.
As they crossed the living room, Steve's hand drifted down to pat Claire's rounded bottom. She wore a plaid skirt which came down to her knees.
He fondled her buttocks as they climbed the stairs. Kim Barton peeked around the corner of a door, watching the couple go up the flight of stairs.
Claire and Steve hurried into her bedroom. There was the sound of the door closing and the lock clicking into place.
Kim giggled. "I know what Claire is gong to do!"
"No kidding," Annie said. "You're such a smart little girl, Kimmie."
"I'm not so little," Kim said. "Just because you're a few years older than me, Annie, you think you know everything!"
"I know a lot more than you do, squirt."
"Don't call me that!"
Annie asked, "Have you ever been with a boy, Kim?"
"Sure," Kim said, "I've been with lots of boys!"
"I don't mean going out on a date-I'm talking about going all the way. With a boy. Now, don't try to fool me, Kimmie. I know better. You're a virgin."
"Maybe," Kim said.
"Definitely. Don't pretend, Kim. You've never done it. If you ever had, you wouldn't be able to keep it a secret. You would have blabbed it all to me."
Kim pouted in silence. After a moment, she said, "I guess you're not a virgin, huh?" Her voice was low, and could hardly be heard over the TV.
"That's for me to know and you to find out, Kim."
"Hmmmph! Sometimes I don't think you're as experienced as you pretend to be, Annie!"
Annie smiled. "There's a few guys who could tell you differently, Kim."
Kim moved closer. "All right, Annie. I know that you've done it." Her voice was eager and excited. "What's it really like, Annie? Going all the way with a boy?"
"You'll find out, sooner or later," Annie laughed. "Why do you ask? Have you been thinking about doing it, Kim?"
"Well, I'm always thinking about it," Kim admitted.
"I bet. Do you have a boyfriend, Kim? What about that cute little friend of yours-what's his name? Roger? Have you got your eye on him?"
"Do you really think he's cute, Annie?"
"Sure-for a kid," Annie said. "You two might be pretty good together. On the other hand, for your first time, you might want to be with some older guy, a guy who's been with girls in bed and knows what he's doing."
From upstairs, from Claire's room, came the steady thumping sound of the bed rocking against the floor. Annie and Kim listened.
Annie said, "I bet you that Claire sure knows what she's doing!"
"I'll say!" Kim giggled. Her face reddened.
"Look at you," Annie teased. "You're blushing!"
"I am not!" Kim said hotly. "You're always teasing me, Annie! Sometimes you give me a real pain, you know that?!"
"Calm down, little girl," Annie said. "If you're good, I might just tell you what it's like-doing it with a boy, I mean."
Kim listened eagerly while Annie told her about her first time.
Annie had lost her virginity a few years ago, when she was in the ninth grade. She had gone out on a date with a high school senior.
Annie was in her early teens at that time. Now, she was sixteen years old. Kim was a few years younger, and was just about the same age Annie had been when she surrendered herself and her maidenhead to a high school football hero.
In the Lifton's den, Annie sat in an easy chair. Kim sat on the carpeted floor next to her, looking up, listening eagerly to her sister.
Annie was five and a half feet tall. Her light brown hair was parted in the middle and fell to her shoulders. Layered wings of hair were swept back from her face.
Her face was oval, with finely formed features. She had dark eyebrows, hazel eyes, a thin straight nose, and soft pink lips.
She wore a Western-style cowgirl blouse. It was red and had white piping and white mother-of-pearl buttons and long sleeves.
Her breasts were full and firm. She wasn't wearing a bra. She didn't need to, since her bosom was naturally high, and didn't need the support of a bra.
Her nipples were out-lined against the red fabric of the satiny blouse.
A pair of skin-tight blue jeans covered her lower body. The jeans were worn and faded, and continued use had molded them to every fold and crease of her body.
Her hips were slender, but nicely curved. Her bottom was full, ripe and rounded. The denim fabric was stretched taut across her swelling buttocks.
The blue jeans were so tight against her crotch that the folds of her pussy were clearly revealed. Annie's legs were long and straight.
Kim was in her early teens. Her hair was light brown with blonde highlights. It was straight and cut short and sassy, so that the ends of her hair only came down an inch or two below her jawline.
She was only an inch or two above five feet tall, and very petite. She was skinny, with long arms and legs, but not gawky or gangling.
Kim had a coltish grace. She was only starting to fill out into ripe curves.
She had green eyes and beestung lips, lips which were such a dark pink that they were almost red. Like her older sister, Kim's complexion was clear and fine.
A sprinkling of pale freckles was scattered across Kim's face. Her nose was slightly upturned, giving her an impish look.
A fuzzy pink sweatshirt covered her upper body. Kim's budding breasts were small, and formed a slight rise on her chest. She, too, wore blue jeans.
Kim listened eagerly as Annie described her first time.
The boy's name was Johnny. He had dark wavy hair and a handsome, smiling face. He was super dreamy, and Annie had been flattered that he picked her.
She was all dressed up to go out with him.
Her hair was freshly washed and set, her face was all made-up, and she wore a cute new outfit.
Johnny picked her up in his car, a sporty red job. It was his car, his very own and not his folks. The car was a gift for his seventeenth birthday.
It was a warm spring night, and he had taken Annie to the drive-in movie.
The two of them sat in the front seat. Annie was nervous but eager.
The movie had only been on for five minutes before Johnny laughed and said that she was sitting too far away. Annie obediently slid across the seat to him.
He put his arm around her slender shoulders and hugged her. Annie wore a short-sleeved blouse, light colored, and made from a thin fabric.
She could feel the heat of Johnny's body right through her blouse.
Johnny turned down the sound on the speaker so he could talk without having to shout. Annie felt sheltered and intimate in the closed capsule of the car.
Johnny told her that he loved the way she looked. Maybe she was young, but he thought Annie was as pretty as any of the beauties in his graduating class.
He moved his mouth close to her ear and whispered into it. His hot breath tickled Annie and sent chills running up and down her spine.
As he talked, he fondled strands of her hair. Annie felt warm all over.
His face moved closer to hers. Johnny pressed his lips against hers. Annie opened her mouth and he slipped his tongue inside.
She closed her eyes and tilted her head back. Johnny's tongue rubbed hers, and she rubbed back. Annie was breathless and her heart was beating fast.
Right in the middle of a kiss, Johnny put his hand on her right breast.
Annie stiffened. Johnny kept kissing her. His hand was light on her. When she was that age, her breasts were smaller than they were now, at age sixteen.
Johnny squeezed her breast through the blouse. Her nipple stiffened.
It became erect. It was so hard at the tip of her breast that it hurt.
Johnny's probing fingers fondled and rolled the nipple, pressing it through the thin blouse. Every time he touched it, Annie could feel a tingling in her pussy.
She felt feverish. Johnny's hand roamed to her other breast, and caressed that, too.
Johnny didn't stop kissing her as he reached for the top button of her blouse.
He unbuttoned the blouse. When it was open, and he had reached the waistband of her skirt, he pulled her shirt tails free from the skirt.
He peeled back the folds of her blouse, baring her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra. She moaned when his hands contacted her bare flesh. .
If she had felt aroused when he fondled her through the blouse, her passion soared when his hands touched her bare breasts.
The soft mounds of flesh rippled and jiggled as his hands gently kneaded and fondled them. Johnny took his time and didn't hurry her.
Annie appreciated that. Most of the guys she had gone out with before this had gotten too excited, too grabby, too urgent. Their raging need for her body had scared her and turned her off, so she hadn't gone all the way.
But Johnny was different. He wanted her just as badly as the others, but he was more relaxed, and didn't overpower her.
Annie knew then that he was going to be the one to take her.
The back of his hand rubbed her bare belly. He rested his palm on her bony knee and squeezed it. His hand caressed her thighs through the skirt.
As he fondled her thighs, he pushed the skirt up her legs, to the tops of her thighs. Annie wore a pair of pink satin bikini panties.
Johnny's hand rested on her smooth inner thigh. Annie suddenly put her hand on top of his. Johnny paused, waiting to see what she would do.
Annie moved his hand down, between her legs.
She closed her thighs on his hand and squeezed it.
When she released his hand, he took her into the back seat. Her seat in front folded forward, and she climbed into the back.
It was darker in the back. Annie took off her blouse and put it on the front seat.
Johnny caressed her thighs. He told her how very beautiful she was, and how much he wanted her. He would show her how much he needed her.
He took hold of her hand and guided it between his legs. Annie didn't resist.
Johnny was hard. His cock was stiffly erect. It stood straight up, so that the crotch of his tight pants pressed his cock against his belly.
His member bulged against the fabric, straining against it. Annie rubbed it through the fabric, and it was Johnny's turn to moan.
He bunched Annie's skirt up around her waist. Her flesh was pale in the darkness of the back seat. Her breasts rose and fell as she breathed slowly and deeply.
Johnny rubbed her pussy through the pink satin panties. Annie moaned. She was hot and wet inside her slit. She leaned back, sinking lower into the seat.
Johnny took hold of her panties. Annie whispered that she had never done it before, and that this would be her first time.
Johnny kissed her and promised that he would be gentle. He pressed his lips against her stiff nipples and kissed them both. Then he pulled down her panties.
Annie lifted her bottom off the vinyl seat cushions so he could take down her panties. The pink satin caressed her thighs and calves as it travelled down them.
Johnny pulled her panties off her ankles. Annie was naked.
He knelt between her spread legs so he could take down his own pants.
He unbuckled his belt, opened the button of his trousers, and pulled down his zipper. He wore white cotton undershorts.
His stiff cock bulged thickly in his shorts. Johnny tugged his pants and shorts down his hips, pulling them down to his knees.
Freed from the confining restraint of his shorts, his stiff cock sprang up.
The car was parked in a dark corner of the drive-in lot, but Annie was nervous. She whispered to Johnny that she was afraid somebody would see them.
Johnny said that it wouldn't happen. But since she was really worried about that, he would set her fears at rest by covering them both with a blanket.
The blanket was on the floor of the back seat. He unfolded it and draped it over him and her. It was lightweight and soft to the touch.
It was like a tent. Annie felt more secure having it there.
She lay there, waiting. Johnny put his hands between her legs and touched her pussy. Her labia were thin, soft, delicate, and intricately formed.
The pussy lips rippled as his fingers stroked them. Muscles flexed in her thighs.
He parted her pussy lips. She was hot and wet and slippery. He guided the tip of his middle finger between her pussy lips.
He penetrated her slowly with his finger. When his finger had entered her past its first joint, it bumped against a soft, yielding membrane.
Annie gasped and moaned. Johnny had touched her maidenhead.
He calmed her with long, soothing caresses to her hips and thighs.
His stiff cock brushed her soft thighs as he moved over her. His flesh was hot. Annie reached up and closed her long fingers around his member.
His cock was stiff, but smooth as velvet. Veins throbbed against her fingers.
Johnny was pleasantly surprised by the experienced way in which she fondled him.
Annie stroked his cock and fingered his balls, which were swollen in the sac. Johnny was trying to keep his cool, but it wasn't easy.
His finger probed the top of her slit and found her clitoris.
Annie shivered and moaned when he touched the pink button of flesh.
At first, Johnny thought he had somehow hurt her-her reaction was so intense.
Annie assured him that she had only felt such extreme pleasure that she couldn't help but moan. She was super sensitive in her pussy.
Johnny resumed stroking her clitoris. His fingertips were wet with her juices as he pressed them against the slippery, yielding clitoris, Annie said that her girlfriends had told her that it hurt when they had their virginity taken. Johnny said that it might hurt her at first.
He asked her if she was afraid. Annie answered him by squeezing his cock.
A single drop of semen oozed from the tip of his member.
Annie was wet with juices. She whispered to Johnny that she was ready.
She lay down on her back on the seat, with her head raised and leaning against the door. Her legs were bent and raised upward.
It was narrow and cramped in the back seat. Johnny stretched out on her.
His hot cock pressed against her smooth thighs. He kissed her on the mouth and on her breasts. He reached under himself and gripped his cock.
He rubbed the tip of his member against her pussy lips. The cock head split and spread the labia as it rubbed directly against her hot wet membranes.
Annie was as ready as she would ever be.
Johnny guided his cock head between her pussy lips. Her labia spread to the sides as he squirmed and pushed his hips forward, stuffing the cock head into her.
At first, she thought that he was too big, and that she wouldn't be able to take him inside her. Her heart beat wildly for an instant.
Annie knew it was too late to back out now. She felt like someone who climbs a very high diving board, stands on the edge, and looks down at the water, afraid to take the plunge. But she had to go through with it, had to know what it was like.
Johnny pushed into her. She gasped. A sharp pain shot through her pussy as his broad cock head bumped against her maidenhead.
The tender piece of tissue yielded but didn't break.
Johnny was sweating and grunting with effort. Annie's face was scrunched up into an intense expression. He gripped her soft smooth hips.
He was inside her. He thrust forward. She gasped. He thrust harder, not stopping as her gasps rose to a high, squealing wail.
Something tore inside her. Annie muffled her shriek by pressing her face into his shoulder. His cock tore aside the last shreds of her maidenhead.
Then he was inside her, all the way inside her. For the first time in her young life, a male member was buried deep between her legs.
Annie laughed and cried at the same time. Johnny was eager. Now that he had broken the fleshy obstacle which had blocked him, he fucked Annie hard and deep.
It was hot under the blanket. Annie felt like she was melting. There was a dull, throbbing pain in her pussy caused by her losing her cherry.
The pain was soon overwhelmed by the heat which rose inside her as Johnny's stiff cock thrust in and out of her pussy.
Annie wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Sweat covered his upper back.
Annie moved under Johnny. She lifted her sweating buttocks off the seat cushions to meet his surging thrusts. He was gasping and groaning.
He fucked her hard and fast. The gentleness he had shown her before he took her cherry was unnecessary now, and he thrust hard and deep and quick.
Annie felt like she was melting away. Sweat plastered strands of her hair to her forehead and face. Her eyes were glazed. She squeezed them shut.
Johnny groaned. His mouth opened into a gaping black hole as he gasped for breath.
He plunged his stiff member deep inside her and stopped moving. He was very big and thick. His cock twitched and quivered inside her tight pussy.
Semen spurted from his cock. It came in thick gushes, filling her.
Johnny's body went as rigid as his cock. His muscles were like stone as he came.
He gasped and groaned as his semen was pumped into Annie.
As the last throes of his orgasm died away, he collapsed on her. His moaning face was next to hers. Annie hugged him tight and ran her lingers through his hair.
She hadn't come. She had been close, but Johnny had climaxed too soon. She still felt nice, though. His semen felt soothing as it soaked into her membranes.
His cock was still hard inside her. After he rested for a few minutes, she wiggled her hips impatiently under him. Johnny reached under her and gripped her buttocks.
He fucked her again. This time it took him about ten minutes to come.
Annie had quite a night at the drive-in.
Much later, when the second movie was ending, and the sweat had dried on her body, Annie got dressed and went into the ladies room to freshen up.
She felt sore between her legs, like she had been riding a horse all day.
But the pain of her broken maidenhead was nothing compared to the satisfaction she felt at knowing that now she was really a woman.
Her days of girlhood were permanently gone, along with her cherry.
"And I've never regretted it," Annie said, concluding her narrative. "The only thing I wished is that I had done it much sooner!"
"Wow," Kim said softly. She sat with her legs folded, hugging her knees.
"That's really heavy," Kim said. "I'd be scared to do it, Annie!"
Annie patted Kim on the top of her head, then ruffled her sister's hair.
Annie said, "Don't worry about it, Kim.
Like I said, it's just like standing on the edge of a high diving board. All you have to do is take the plunge."
The sisters chatted for another half-hour. There was a renewed burst of noise from Claire's room. She and Steve were doing it again.
Kim dissolved in a burst of giggles. "Wow, that Claire is really something!"
"Oh, I don't know about that," Annie said thoughtfully. "I think I could teach her a few tricks."