Chapter 9
Kimberly liked Mickey, and after he had behaved so predictably in coming fast to her rescue, she felt she owed him at least one more shot at her pussy, in addition to the defloration of Angela, her best friend. She felt Stacey was mentally too young to lose her cherry. It might create a fear or trauma somewhere in the back of her mind, and in later life make sex uncomfortable for her. So she decided she would help Mickey pop Angela's cherry.
First, she had to speak to Winston. He seemed to know how to go about achieving anything when it came to sex.
"Well," he told her, after they'd enjoyed a torrid session one late afternoon. "When I was younger I used what was known as an aphrodisiac to get a girl so hot she was willing to do anything I wanted."
"Did it really work?" Kimberly asked, slipping into her pink polo shirt and pink shorts.
"What it did was stimulate and irritate certain sensitive sexual nerves," Winston told her. "The only way to relieve the pressure of the irritation was to have a solid orgasm or two."
"Wow! Where can I get some of that stuff?"
So Kimberly explained about Mueller and Adams, and how she'd been saved by Angela's boy friend. She felt she owed the boy friend a good crack at Angela's pussy. And since Angela was playing the sixty-nine game with him already, it would only be fair for the poor guy to finally get into her. In a way, he was practically a virgin. He had only put his cock into one pussy, and it wasn't even his girlfriend's.
"Just make sure Angela doesn't have any babies as a result of this," Winston told her, getting up and going to the bathroom.
Kimberly followed him and saw him open his medicine chest. He took out a small bottle with a dropper in it, and said, "I haven't used this stuff in years, but I'll bet it hasn't lost any of its potency. Put two drops-and no more than two drops-in something Angela has to drink, and she'll be hot and bothered in less than two hours." So Kimberly took the little bottle home with her. It was Saturday, and her parents were "resting" in their bedroom. Angela had come over, and the two girls had volunteered to make supper. So Kimberly went into the kitchen where her friend was bustling about. She took out two cans of soda, and offered one to Angela. When the dark-haired girl nodded, Kimberly surreptitiously put two drops of the stuff Winston had given her into the drink, then handed it to Angela. Both girls finished their sodas straight from the cans.
Kimberly knew Angela's period had ended two days earlier. There was almost no possibility of her friend conceiving. And she also knew Mickey would be her friend's date that night. Mickey always let her know when he was going out with Angela, so any gossip about town wouldn't take Kimberly by surprise. He didn't want her thinking he was there for her, and her alone.
The next two hours passed slowly enough, with Angela joining the family as they sat down to dinner. Then Kimberly's parents dressed and went out for the evening. Kimberly could see her friend starting to feel the effects of the aphrodisiac.
By the time Mickey came around to call for Angela, the latter was undressed in Kimberly's bedroom, rolling around on the bed like a wild animal. She was totally naked, her body covered with perspiration, and both hands were pressed into the raging center of her anguished cunt.
Kimberly ushered Mickey straight to her bedroom, where they saw Angela all rolled up into a naked ball. She thought, Wow-that stuff is potent, all right!
"She's all yours," Kimberly whispered to the astonished Mickey.
"What the hell's going on here?" Mickey asked.
"Kimberly!!!" Angela screamed.
"What's wrong, Angela?" Kimberly asked, in mock concern, her steady voice a fabulous study of controlled emotion.
Inside, Kimberly didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She felt sorry watching her friend in such an distressed state. Yet, if Angela hadn't been such a cock-tease all her life, and had allowed Mickey access to her cunt, not only would Mickey be happier, but Angela would be a lot less frustrated. What she was doing was for Angela's good as well as Mickey's-not to mention her own good.
"Something's wrong," Angela gasped, not feeling embarrassed because Mickey was also standing there. She seemed to know Mickey was the cure for what was happening through her entire body. She felt her tight pussy twitching terribly, as if aching to be filled.
"Can I do anything?" Kimberly asked.
"Something's going on inside me," Angela gasped. "Oh, I feel hot as hell! I feel like I'm burning up. I need ... something...."
"What?" Kimberly asked. "What do you need?"
"Mickey!" she gasped. "I need Mickey."
"I'm here," Mickey said, pleased to see he was needed.
"Strip!" Angela gasped. "Strip and shove that cock of yours into me."
"Angela!" Kimberly said, pretending to be shocked. You're a virgin. Are you asking Mickey to break your hymen?"
"Kimberly, you get out of here," Angela screamed. "This is between Mickey and me. Oh sweet heaven-I need to be fucked!"
"Hey, I'd like to give it to you," Mickey told her. "But you'll start screaming at me afterward about how I conned you into it."
"I won't," Angela gasped. "I ss-swear I won't. A simple tongue-job won't be enough. I need something all the way deep inside me. Please, please, Mickey. Fuck me. I'm begging you."
"Begging?" Mickey said, with his eyebrows raised.
"Well, Mickey," Kimberly shrugged. "You heard her. She's in dire need of your penis. Why don't you just be a nice guy and give it to her."
"And what are you going to do?" Mickey asked.
"I'm going to wait until you've finished with her, and then I have the oddest feeling you'll want to fuck me, too."
"Why is that?" Mickey asked, already starting to remove his clothes.
"Just call it a feeling," Kimberly told him, smiling. "Here, I prepared this cold screwdriver ahead of time. Drink it. It'll give you strength."
And Mickey downed the drink, unaware that there were two drops of aphrodisiac inside. Then he finished undressing.
Kimberly walked over to the bed, knelt down beside her curled-up friend, and said, "Angela, after he gives it to you, is it all right if he screws me, too?"
"Kimberly!!" Angela spat out. "I don't know what you did, but I have the feeling you're responsible for all this."
"Well?" Kimberly asked. "Can I have him afterward, or not?"
"Anything," Angela agreed. "Anything at all. Only let him do something for me now."
"You heard?" Kimberly asked, looking at Mickey.
"I heard," Mickey nodded with a big smile on his face.
He was overjoyed. He was going to get both girls at once, or at least one right after the other.
"Hurry up," Kimberly said to Mickey. "Don't let my best friend suffer this way. She needs relief-spelled P-R-I-C-K."
Now completely undressed, Mickey moved the fleshy contours of his body over to where Angela lay. He looked down at her curled-up self, overjoyed Kimberly had found a way for him to get his cock into a girl with such a great body. He was just as hot for Angela as he'd been for Kimberly, and the fact that she'd been unfuckable until now had made her even more desirable. But now, at last, he was going to squeeze his cock into Angela's hot tunnel!
He'd tasted that cunt often enough. It was time for him to start fucking it. And if he had the strength afterward, there was Kimberly. As far as Mickey was concerned, Kimberly was a still practically a virgin. What had happened with those creeps Mueller and Adams didn't count, and he was unaware of her relationship with Winston Washington. Angela saw she was going to get that relief she had sought for so long, and she uncurled, her body trembling with anxious expectancy. Her hands were still buried in the depths of her tight pussy, and her full, oversized breasts shook as if beckoning Mickey to do anything he wished with her.
Mickey's hands reached out and cupped both swollen tits, palming them lightly. Needle points of delight seemed to rattle through Angela's pores, and the dark-haired girl sighed, trembling as new lusts built up inside her. Something was loose inside her, turning her into a demon for sex, and that something heightened her sensitivity to everything. She could smell Mickey's masculine aroma, drawing her closer to him. She felt his lips kissing hers, and she could taste his mouth, more erotically delicious than ever before. When his fingers manipulated her nipples, vibrant sensations went shooting through her like lightening bolts!
Mickey smiled as he stared at the way she was so willing to accept him. Oh man! Angela had the perfect body. True, even though Kimberly had practically no boobs, her body was just as good, if not really better, but Angela's full, virginal body was so totally wonderful. She had such large, firm, round knockers. And her ass was even rounder than Kimberly's. She had larger haunches, though Kimberly's waist was narrower. Hell! Both girls had bodies designed for fucking, and he was sure going to fuck them both.
His penis wasn't nearly as thick as the older Winston's. True, Angela was probably as tight inside as Kimberly but, since Mickey's penis was more slender, it would do the deflowering a lot less painfully.
Mickey seemed fully aware of Angela's feelings. He knew she had been behaving in a contrary manner, though he couldn't figure out why. At first, he had been tempted to go home and return on a day when Angela was feeling better. But then he rationalized that Angela would never forgive him for backing away from her at a time when she so critically needed him. Whatever it was that was doing this to Angela wasn't creating an artificial atmosphere. Had she not really been all hot and bothered inside even when they sixty-nine'd, no amount of any kind of aphrodisiac would have made her this hot and sexually responsive. What the drug had done-and Mickey could tell from the way she was perspiring that she had been drugged-was bring her inner feelings out, making them reveal themselves.
"Fuck me, Mickey," she was begging, and fuck her he would.
Normally, he would have taken time to play with her, but he could see the state she was in precluded the need for any kind of warm-up. No, what she needed was for him to jam his hard cock all the way up into her willing and ready cunt.
He was already over her, feeling her arms wrap themselves around him and pull him closer. She pulled him so close there was no way he would be able to reach under him and guide his phallus into her seething orifice. He could feel her nails slicing into his back as his chest pressed against the twin mountains of her breasts, the hard nipples all but cutting into him.
Angela shivered with lust, her fingers digging deeply into Mickey's flesh, harshly excavating half-moons into his back. His mouth covered her shoulders and neck, but he was still unable to reach down and guide himself into her. It was damn frustrating.
His pelvis lay pressed into hers, and he could feel the soft gossamer strands of her lower curls tickling him. Man! he wanted to plunge into her.
It was Kimberly who solved his dilemma, standing and walking over to where he lay on top of Angela. She reached down, grabbed his phallus, and slowly guided the quivering head into Angela's tight envelope of cunt.
Angela felt it beginning to push into her. There was pain, though the aphrodisiac heightened the pleasure so much that the pain was something she barely felt. Mickey was grunting, thrusting harder, pushing himself into her all the more deeply.
Since Angela wasn't sports-minded like her friend, her body was hardened from firming exercises, none of which had broken her hymen. When Mickey's plunging cock suddenly slammed against her cherry, the anguish was such that it broke through all the pleasure. But Mickey, already halfway in, was not to be deterred. He shoved hard and fast, and his battering cock broke through the membranous barrier, tearing it to shreds.
Kimberly, watching all the time, saw her friend's virginal blood oozing out of the tight fit of Mickey's cock in her cunt. The worst was over. Angela was already adjusting to the moving penis, slamming her body up and down, scratching her itches against his scraping cock, anxious to receive her first fully vaginal orgasm.
And now that Angela knew Kimberly was watching, later, when she watched Mickey fucking Kimberly, she wouldn't be able to say a word to anyone. Besides, Angela had always been a pretty good friend. There had never been any petty jealousies between them.
Kimberly sat back on the stool, her knees drawn up to her chest and her fingers rubbing her crotch. She stared at the way Angela was responding to the fuck Mickey was throwing into her, and she realized the time had come when she and her friend would be able to share many things.
She was almost as tall as Angela, though Angela wasn't very tall at all. True, they would never be able to share brassieres. Kimberly's pointed little breasts would never equal Angela's in size. But they could exchange Mickey between them. Perhaps Kimberly would find a boy friend of her own, and then they would be able to have foursomes.
Winston was the only one Kimberly fully intended keeping for herself. She had a very special affection for this man who had taken her virginity. He was much too valuable to share with Angela. After all, he wasn't as young or as virile as Mickey. He could only come once or twice each time, and Kimberly wanted to keep his orgasms somewhere inside her own body.
All in all though, it appeared as if life was going to be a lot more interesting from now on. Someone had once said that becoming sexually active was awkward. From what Kimberly could see, there was no awkwardness about it at all. And, for a girl who liked to play games, she had discovered a whole new ball game, and was finding out what the game of life was all about....