Chapter 1
"Jack Strickland! You leave my panties alone!"
Melanie Granger slapped the young boy's hands away from her buttocks then wheeled around, flashing him a disapproving stare.
"Aw, c'mon, Melanie. You know my mom's got night duty at the hospital. She's not gonna be home for a while. And dad's out bowling," Jack said. He rubbed his fingers up and down the front of his faded Levi's.
Melanie could see something hard and thick tenting up the front of his pants. She swallowed hard, feeling a little frightened of being alone with Jack. This was supposed to be a kind of group-study effort for their science class. Only the other two didn't show for the group, something, Melanie suspected, Jack had arranged.
"No! You know my mom'd kill me if...if I did something like that," she said, licking her dry lips.
What would her mother do? Tina Granger had always protected her daughter Melanie from any men, disapproving even of tonight's meeting. Only when she was assured that there would be others there did she let Melanie out of the house. If she could only see what was going on! Melanie felt her lips curling up into a smile in spite of her fears.
"Nobody's gonna know. Come on, Melanie, I've been wantin' to do this a long time. We've been dating for a while and-"
"We've been doing no such thing," Melanie retorted, her face flushing a little.
She could feel her heart starting to beat faster, her chest tighten, her throat grow dry. There was a battle going on inside her. Melanie still tried to remain cool and prim. But a strange little tingle was sputtering between her legs, turning her tight, virgin, fuzz-covered cunt into a hot little bundle of pussy-hairs quivering with excitement. The girl swallowed again, brushing back her long blonde hair and staring coolly into Jack's eyes.
"We have. And everybody's doin' it anyway. I don't see why you have to be so damned proper," Jack said.
They were standing in the downstairs recreation room. Jack stepped up to her, put both hands around her waist and gave her a squeeze.
"You're gonna get us both in trouble!" she squealed, trying to break free. Her cunt contracted at that hard embrace, her heart nearly stopping. Oh, what was going on inside her? Melanie felt herself getting all buzzy and hot. She was starting to breathe unevenly. She backed away from Jack, hugging her tits with both hands, wondering if she should bolt while she could.
"Just thought I'd give you a little hug, that's all," he said, flashing her a sly smile.
Melanie stared warily at him, feeling her heart beat even faster. He was so handsome. His long black hair shone in the dim light, some of it hanging rakishly over one eye. His face was darkly tanned. A patch of wiry chest hair peeked over the top of his clean white T-shirt. Both the shirt and his faded Levi's were stretched tightly over his big muscular frame. Melanie always wondered why Jack never tried out for sports. She'd seen him in his gym shorts-thick-muscled legs, big arms, developed chest.
"Come on, Melanie, we'll just fool around. I promise I won't...well, you know, go all the way," Jack whispered. He was teasing her, running one hand over her plump young ass.
"If you don't stop that, I'm gonna leave. We're supposed to be studying physics and chemistry. You got me over here purposely to do this, didn't you? You told the others not to come," Melanie blurted out when the young man tried cornering her again.
Jack backed away, then smiled.
"Yeah, guess so. Figured if the evening was a bust, we'd go back to studying. You're a brain anyway. Wouldn't be a lost evening any way you slice it, right?"
Melanie breathed hard. She could have scratched off his face. The nerve of him talking like that to her! She should tell him just what she thought of men like him!
"Jack Strickland! You're one of the most...ohhhh, you make me mad!" Melanie closed her fingers into fists, wanting to hit him.
"I don't see why you're in a big hurry. You don't go out much. I mean, you make like every guy in town's after you, and your mom doesn't let you go out. This is a good time to get a little action, you know?"
His voice made Melanie's flesh crawl with excitement. She rubbed her arms briskly with her fingers, feeling her chest tighten all over again. She felt her pussy swell as Jack advanced toward her. A sudden glow washed over her entire body as her flesh responded to the young stud.
"I don't want the...the kind of action you're talking about." But Melanie felt herself falling into the trap.
Jack came up to her, put his arms around her waist and drew her close to him. She struggled for a second or two, then gave in, laying her head down on his chest. She heard his heart beating almost as quickly as hers. Melanie tensed, wondering just how far she should go!
"No, don't-"
But it was already too late. His hands started moving soothingly, excitingly over her back, rubbing over unfamiliar territory.
"If you keep waiting to date, you won't know how to act," Jack said, his hands trembling. She felt his fingers trying to work under the strap of her halter. "But then, maybe your mom's right. Anybody pretty as you's gonna get into trouble."
She felt him cupping both her ass-cheeks, working his long fingers into the soft cushions. Melanie tried pushing him away. But her mind was so confused, refused to respond to her will. Taking advantage of her confusion, Jack squeezed her close again, sighing when her tits nestled tightly against him.
"Ohhhhh." Melanie felt the hard-muscled arms close around her. She liked the way his touch made her flesh crawl. Melanie started feeling things she hadn't felt before. Her tits seemed to be swelling, growing in her bra! She felt the tips pressing against the scratchy material of her halter. For a minute Melanie wished she could slip off her bra. She could feel Jack's chest rise and fall with his deep breathing. When it rose, he tightened his grip until it seemed that every hard inch of his body pressed into hers. That tingling sensation between her legs was getting worse. It was like having one drop of sweat trickle its way w through the furry covering of her tight virgin cunt.
Jack slid his hands down her body and onto her ass again. As he pulled her tighter against him, he gave a slight hunch to his hips. This time Melanie didn't pull away. He squeezed her ass firmly, slowly, spreading out his fingers and pressing them into her resilient ass flesh again.
Melanie groaned low and deep in her throat, the sound frightening her. She could feel her legs shivering, her knees buckling under the excitement racing through her mind and body. Her mother's words echoed through her brain about men and the one thing they wanted. Why was her mother so against boys dating her? Surely her father, who was killed in an auto accident shortly after she was born, was a good man. Her mother wouldn't have married anyone else but a good, moral man!
"You're nice and fine, Melanie, nice and fine," Jack whispered.
She could feel him trembling almost as hard as she was. No, she didn't want him to stop now. Having her ass squeezed like that felt real good. His hands were gentle even if they were so big and strong. It was only when he hunched harder that the girl started to worry.
Melanie was completely naive. Her mother had told her a few things about men. The rest she picked up in the bathrooms with her giggling girlfriends and in sex-education class. She knew Jack's cock was rock-hard now. He was rubbing his dick against her thighs, hoping perhaps to slip it between her legs and...fuck her!
No, she wasn't going to go that far. All she needed was to get knocked up! Her mother would throw her out of the house if she came home that way. Tina had told her that, shaking a finger in her face. The words echoed in her ears now as she felt the tension between her legs swell to unbelievable proportions!
"No, stop!"
Her body was doing funny things. She felt as if someone had just slipped a gob of cream inside her pussy. It was getting so wet and slippery. And something else was happening down there. That tingle had grown into something far more urgent, a kind of concentrated feeling. Her plump cunt lips were aching to be touched, to be rubbed, to have his callused fingers playing with them. The thought of having Jack touching her down there brought out a shuddering moan from her chest. Melanie thought she was going to faint from excitement.
"You want me, too, don't you?"
His words rang through the still air of the recreation room.
"But your dad. What if he comes home early and finds us and-"
"Don't. He always goes out with the guys after the game. It's only seven o'clock. He won't be back 'til after ten."
Melanie felt her heart skip a beat once more. Until after ten. That gave them nearly three hours to...to do what? Would Jack press her to fuck? Fuck! Yes, that was what he wanted to do. The word made her shiver with delight as she thought of it, pronounced it over and over again in her mind.
"Ummmmmm..." Melanie let her head fall back, feeling her hair sweep over her shoulder blades. Her hands tightened around Jack's neck. She felt him hunch into her harder, with more regularity. This time she could feel something big and hard between his legs. It was shaped like a fat sausage. Every time he hunched, it felt as if he was aiming it for the hot, itchy spot between her legs. "No, let's stop. I can't..."
Melanie was feeling so hot and dizzy. She tried pulling away. But Jack kept his hands tightly gripped around her waist. When she looked up at him, she felt herself shudder. His eyes had a grim burning determination. He was going to fuck her. She knew that already. Her mind flashed back to all the conversations she had with her friends in the John between classes and during lunch. Some of them had already gone to bed with their boyfriends and were telling Melanie and the others about how wonderful it was to have a guy's cock ream out their cunts. Melanie and her friends listened in fascination as one girl in particular gave them detailed information about how a dick felt when it shoved aside her cunt lips and plowed in. Melanie shivered when she heard about how the jizz spattered out. It sounded so messy! And yet she found her ass sliding from side to side against the cracked porcelain of the sink, felt her breathing become labored. Something inside her was responding to the girl's story of fucking. And now she thought about the girl's description of men's dicks as Jack hunched into her.
"Don't frighten me!" she whispered.
"No need to get scared," he whispered in her ear, his lips nuzzling into her neck.
Melanie felt his hot breath blowing through her hair. Her ear was growing hot and ticklish, while his words were slowly wearing away her reluctance. Melanie felt her body suddenly tense to his touch. She shivered as she felt his iron-hard cock brushing against the virgin mound between her legs.
"UGNHHHHHHH!"
Melanie felt a particular powerful spasm pass through her cunt. What was happening to her? She was sinking to the floor. Melanie gripped Jack more tightly to keep standing as the room spun dizzyingly around her.
"Come on, baby, come on..."
He pressed forward. She felt his tongue start forcing its way between her lips. Where did Jack learn to do this? She couldn't believe it! The girl finally gave in. As his thick tongue lashed down her throat, Melanie felt her cunt lips being pulled apart. He had his hands under her ass, working his fingers across the naked flesh at the edge of her shorts. She'd worn her gym outfit that night, it being rather warm this late September evening.
"OHHHHHHH!" Melanie started to moan low and deep as she felt his fingers slip under the leg bands of her shorts. Sweet hot juice seeped out of her cunt until her panties were wet and clung uncomfortably to her labia.
"UGHHHHH!" Jack groaned. His hands roamed freely over her body now. Melanie could feel eight inches of hot throbbing dickmeat pressing against her slippery cunt lips. Yes, she wanted to feel something hard and thick reaming her out. Suddenly the girl felt her moral upbringing slip away under her rising excitement. She wondered how something that big and hard would feel pushing inside her cunt. And the more she thought about it, the more she wanted it.
"No, ohhhh noooooo..."
The more stimulation he gave her, the harder he kissed her and rubbed against her, the more she liked it.
"You like it, Mel, you really dig it, don'tcha?"
She was leaning against him heavily, feeling her heart beating so hard she thought it was going to tear through her rib cage.
"It's just that...that you make me feel funny," she whispered, sucking in a deep breath.
"What makes you feel funny?" he asked, rubbing the full hardness of his cock back and forth over her belly.
"Oh, everything...about you," she said, feeling so daring to have admitted it.
Jack laughed softly, rubbing his fingers up and down her spine, then sliding them over her ass again.
"You don't have to worry, Mel. I've...done this kinda thing before. I'm not gonna hurt you," he said softly, picking her up and walking toward the large couch at the far end of the recreation room. Once or twice Melanie wanted to say something, caution him about getting too carried away.
"Ohhhh..."
"Still feel funny?"
"Yes, oh yes!" Melanie sighed.
She was on the sofa now, feeling his tongue slide back down her throat. Melanie wanted it to keep going deeper and deeper until it worked through her belly and got to that awful itch between her legs. When Jack's fingers started working their way under the hem of her shorts, she started pulling away. But this time the young man didn't let her. His arms tightened as he knelt by the sofa.
"Please. I don't think I can...go this far. I just don't think I'm ready," Melanie whispered, clinging to him tightly, shoving her ass against the sofa cushion.
"Sure you can, sure you can," Jack whispered, kissing the sides of her neck while stroking his fingers over her belly.
By this time the young man had unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it open, putting one hand over her bra-cup and squeezing down hard. Melanie thought she'd pass out! She wanted that halter off, wanted to feel his fingers squeezing her tits, feel his lips sucking at her hard, stiff nipples! It was a terrible thought, but one that assailed her mind constantly now.
Jack slid both arms under her shoulders, pushing his fingers forward until they were tugging at the elastic strap. Melanie wiggled her tongue against Jack's, feeling saliva dribble down her chin as he tugged harder.
"Oh!" Melanie pulled away when she felt the bra loosen around her arms, then slide away.
"Nice tits. Nice, hard-tipped tits," Jack whispered.
"Ohhhhh..." Melanie moaned in ecstasy as she felt his mouth engulf one sensitive mound. His tongue lashed over the half-inch-long nipple while his teeth nibbled about the areola. Melanie squeezed her buttocks together, hunching her crotch.
"Yes, yes! Oh, God, yes! Ohhhh, soooooo good!" she moaned, pulling his head more tightly onto her tits.
Jack groaned back, growling at times like a dog, laving her tits with spit. He soaked her tense, sore tits until they were throbbing with pleasure. He used his mouth and hands, working over her white, milky flesh until he had Melanie gasping for pleasure.
"Nice, nice..."
"Ohhhhhh, nice," Melanie echoed, a willing victim now. She didn't care now if his parents came racing down the stairs and caught her.
He was kissing her hard now. She could feel his tongue, his teeth grinding against hers while his hands pinched her nipples so hard she squealed into his mouth.
"Fucking. That's what you want, isn't it? That's what you want, Mel," Jack said.
"Fucking...ohhhhhh..." The truth frightened her. Did she want to lose her cherry? "No, I...ughhhhh..."
Jack pulled away and was nibbling her nipples again.
No, she couldn't stop the inevitable. Things were going too fast, too furious for her. Yes, she wanted him, wanted that hard thing she'd felt earlier. Yes, she wanted to be fucked!