Chapter 4
Joyce managed to change the subject then, and Sue discussed her early years in Georgia, where she and Rex were born and lived until Sue was eleven. Then the family had moved to Oregon and they had lived here in Walden Flats ever since. Joyce found it strange that Sue spoke with such a pronounced southern accent while her brother, Rex, retained only a hint of his southern origin.
When Sue had finished telling Joyce about Georgia, she spoke fondly of Walden Flats, Portland, all of Oregon. She even loved the winter rains because they made the summers so fresh and green. She knew a lot about the history of the state, too. She explained that many of the pioneers thought Oregon was far superior to California and came north for still more space and freedom.
"Some of those Gold Rush gents even thought there was gold here," she said. "They left California and came up here to search for gold. They found some, but not much. Not like down there in your California."
This country girl was no dumbie, Joyce decided. She might speak a little different than what Joyce was accustomed to, but she knew plenty.
"See?" Sue said, pointing at a steep bank off to their right, possibly three hundred yards away. "Them's holes in the cliff where those Gold Rush guys squirted big hoses—tryin' to git gold to run down into their sluice boxes. Rex's the one who knows all about it. He's really smart. He knows plenty about fuckin', but he knows plenty about the history of this state, too."
Joyce followed Sue's gaze to the cliffs, fascinated. The thought of men frantically searching for gold on this very spot, long before she was born, enchanted her. She visualized this quiet, near-deserted spot humming with activity, bustling with greedy men digging into the cliffs and trying to get wealthy by collecting yellow metal from the now peaceful Oregon countryside. But they couldn't have everything their way. California had made some men rich—gold rich—but Oregon had offered only green rolling land and clear skies to make people happy.
Just then, Ray—the big-pricked one—swam over to them and, treading water, grinning, said: "I can see two juicy little cunts." He was staring directly between their legs. My cock's getting hard just looking at 'em. One's so soft and black and furry, with a pretty pink line down the center. The other one's kinda reddish brown, but it has that pink slit, too. My nuts are achin' and my peter sure would like to probe a while in those little ovens."
Joyce reached down, blocking his view of her pussy with her hands. She felt extreme embarrassment at his boldness, but Sue just smiled and spread her legs a little wider for Ray's viewing pleasure. Joyce noticed Ray's shoulder bobbing in the shallow water as he obviously began jerking on his prick beneath the water's surface. Secretly, though, she was thrilled. Very slyly, she let her legs part a bit.
"I'm gonna show these here gals a periscope," he said. He floated then on his back so that only his big hard-on showed above the water. His prick still above the water, he then began jerking off, boldly working his foreskin back and forth, back and forth in his fist beneath the clear Oregon skies. His rod was enormous, Joyce noticed, breathing faster as he aimed the huge flesh weapon directly at them.
Finally, he resumed his original position. "That was a submarine, girls—about to fire a torpedo! Right at your cunts!"
Both girls giggled at his boldness, admiring his boyish masculinity.
Farther out, beyond the big swinging tree, Rex and Denny were busily thinking up new stunts to impress the girls. They tied new knots for handholds and footholds and paid little attention to Ray's sex games.
"Sure wish I could stick what I'm holdin' in my hand into one of the two cunts I'm lookin' at," Ray said. "Whew, fuckin' sure is fun, ain't it? How about it, Sue? Wanna take a little hike to the other side of the pond with me? This here prick's about to explode it's so hungry for poontang."
"You're pretty fresh there, Raymond," Sue said teasingly. "I sure ain't no cargo ship, and that's a mighty big torpedo you got. You could hurt a girl with that wanger, boy."
"True, but I promise to go real easy, huh? Come on, Sue. You know you love it. Let's fuck, huh?"
Joyce found her pussy getting all mushy inside. Sue began wagging her knees back and forth, making her cunt lips rub against each other, trying to drive Ray crazy. Joyce could see by the serious look on Sue's face that her new friend wouldn't mind having Ray's prong sliding between those juicy pink lips—fucking her.
"Hey, we never did it before in the water," Ray said. "Come on, huh? Let's fuck in the pond."
"Bullshit!" Sue said. "We did too fuck in the pond! Four times! But I ain't no fish, Ray." She glanced around, as though looking for a suitable fuck-site, and kept on wagging her legs so that her cunt lips showed enticingly. To Joyce's amazement, Sue then reached down and began slowly fingering her clit!
They went on that way, Sue wagging her legs and Ray asking her to let him fuck her. Watching and listening to their playful banter, Joyce wondered how many times these two had fucked and if they really intended to screw right now. She found this super-frankness stimulating but confusing.
And then, very casually as she went on spreading her legs and closing them, Sue said, "Betcha forgot to bring a rubber."
"Wanna bet?" Ray said. "It's the same one we used last time, and I promise it's got no leaks. I even tested it. I blew it up like a balloon. Perfect. Come on, Sue. Let's fuck!"
"Same one?" Sue said, as if insulted. "Shoot, can't you find any other girls to stick that baseball bat in? I don't want you usin' no old rubber on me. I've heard of some cheapskate boys, Raymond, but you certainly do take the cake."
Discouraged, Ray started to swim away. Instantly, Sue stood up, cupping her small tits in her hands. "Okay, then," she said, "let's take that walk. But I don't want you talkin' no hour to get your nuts off."
Ray's face brightened. He turned and headed for the bank to claim his willing pussy. Leaning over, Sue whispered in Joyce's ear. "Wanna learn to fuck?" she said. "This might be a good time. He's awful big, but he does have a rubber. Whyncha take a walk with him and lose your cherry?"
"You better go ahead," Joyce said, breathing hard and tempted, but frightened. "I think he's too big for my first time. No, I don't think so."
Although Sue shrugged indifferently, Joyce could tell that she wanted to take on the big cock. Her offer had merely been a courteous gesture. Yes, she was certain that Sue wanted Ray's big dong. It was in her eyes and on her nipples, which were erect. She even thrust her hips slightly, in anticipation, as Ray leaped from the pond like a big fish for bait. And then Joyce's eyes widened in amazement as Ray emerged from the pond. Even in its semi-erect state the lazy hard-on seemed a formidable knockwurst for a girl to get inside her pussy. God, she thought, once the cold water has lost its effect and the sun warms the thing, it would probably be eight inches long!
Joyce stared, gulping, at Ray's swollen cock and swinging balls as he fumbled in his pants pocket, then withdrew a small box of rubbers. He withdrew a long, used rubber—inspecting it—then put it back in the box. The two of them then walked arm-in-arm, naked, toward a thick clump of bushes.
In a flash, Sue's brother swam over to Joyce. Denny was right behind him. "Bet they went off to do some humpin', huh?" he asked. "Did they say they was gonna fuck?"
"I—uh—believe so," Joyce said, still shocked. "I believe that's their—uh—intention."
"Terrific," Rex said. "Say, Denny says you and him're both virgins. Let's go and spy on 'em, okay? Sis is one of the best screwers in Walden Flats. Come on. Follow me. You can both learn a lot."
Rex and Denny climbed out of the pond, Denny helped his sister to her feet, and then they headed for the bushes where Ray had taken Sue. Reluctantly, Joyce followed. Somehow it didn't seem right to watch people fucking. It should be a private thing between two people, she felt, resisting the anxious pull of her brother's hand. But Denny was insistent and she gave in and followed willingly. She had to admit that secretly she wanted to watch Ray's big cock fuck the experienced Sue.
When they reached the clump of bushes, Rex held his fingers to his lips, shooshing them, telling them to be very quiet. Carefully then, they all crouched low and Rex parted the bushes until they see the two naked youngsters perfectly. They lay on the dark earth, side-by-side.
"It sure is a big wanger," Sue complained, "but I love to hold it in my hand, just like a big ear of corn, and pump up and down on it. You gotta a nice prick all right, Ray. Shoot, you're already dripping like some old hound."
Rex motioned for Denny and Joyce to drop to their knees. Then all three of them dropped to the ground to await the sights and sounds of fucking.
They didn't wait very long, for Ray began rubbing Sue's tits and running his hand urgently over the cheeks of her smooth ass. He stroked Sue's tits with one hand, then began deeper into the crevice of her buttocks. As she continued jacking his giant, hard stalk he began concentrating on her pubic mound. He also kept muttering something in Sue's ear that Joyce couldn't hear, but it was exciting Sue. Her small hand worked faster up and down the giant erection and she kept stabbing its head against her tummy. Finally, Ray's mouth moved down to her breasts and he began squeezing and sucking the nipples at the same time. Shaking all over then, Sue let him slip his middle finger into her gushing love-slit after toying briefly at the auburn patch that guarded the wet hole.
Then Sue's breath and grunts began coming really fast! Raising her leg to give him greater access, she began shoving the bulging head of Ray's meaty shaft against her love nub. Even at this distance, Joyce could hear the beautiful sound—a slurping sound—of their combined juices as the dribbling head of Ray's rod jabbed against Sue's clitoris. For several minutes they went on that way, and then Ray turned Sue over onto her back, crouched on knees and elbows and began feeding the eager head of his cock into Sue's waiting cunt.
"You promised to go easy, Ray," she moaned. "Remem—ber? It's such a big one, so you have to go slow and remember n-not to p-push too h-hard ... ohhh ... you—you pro-mised ... Jesus, Rayeeeee ... ohhh, fuck me ... stick that b-big w-wanger up me!"
"That's right," Ray breathed. "I promised, didn't I? But that cunt of yours feels so good and hot I—I just sort of forget, ya know? Sue, I love to stick it way up you, baby. Oouuu, do I like to sink my meat in your hot puss. Fuck, fuck, fuck ... "
He was sucking at her nipples then, his back hunched like a bleary-eyed hound with a bitch in heat. His back was hunched that way, Joyce knew, so that he could suck her breasts and fuck her cunt at the same time. But suddenly he groped with one hand until he found the rubber box. Fumbling, he took out the loose one—the one he said he'd tested—and then he flopped his huge hard-on up on Sue's tummy and slipped the thing on. Then he probed again at her wet cunt until his cock was in all the way. He began a slow and steady rhythm, his balls swinging ponderously now, sinking his shaft into the Juicy pink cunt lips. The eager absorbing pussy seemed to fold in and out with every mighty thrust.
"Do it," Sue begged, gyrating her hips and clawing at his muscled back with her fingernails. "Ohh, fuck me, Ray. Go ahead and stick me harder!"
Taking both cheeks of Sue's ass in his hands, Ray lifted her in order to meet her request, sinking the full length of his cock into the tight, folding and unfolding lips of the young snatch. His own ass began driving harder, not just up and down but in a circular motion too, side to side and in and out at the same time. Grunting, both of them pumped hard, genitals clashing in a rotating frenzy. Joyce felt her own cunt getting slippery as she watched, hypnotized. Fucking, she thought. This is what fucking is like. It looked beautiful—delicious and awful and dirty and beautiful. She let her middle finger drop down to her crotch and slyly teased her clitoris. The sight of a boy's prick actually fucking a girl's pussy stimulated her beyond her wildest dreams.
At first she was shocked when she saw Rex begin to jerk off as he watched his friend, Ray, screw his sister. "Wow! They can sure fuck, huh? Look at 'em hump, Denny!" Rex gasped, stroking his full erection faster, gripping it so hard his knuckles of his right hand were white. Joyce saw that Rex's hard-on was smaller than Ray's or Denny's, but she also detected what Sue had meant when she said Rex was built different than Ray. Rex's prick stuck out more level with the ground than either Ray's or Denny's. No, it wasn't an enormous cock, but it was a beautiful one all right.
Now Ray's ass began to move at an incredibly fast tempo. Again and again, he rammed his big rod home into Sue's squishy cunt. She kept right with him, matching his pace, prodding his buttocks with her heels, raking her fingernails still harder on his back. She was chanting: "Ahhh ... ummmm, fuck me, Ray ... fuck me ... fuck my hole ... fuck me," as she frenzedly licked and bit his cheek and neck. Gulping, she planted wet kisses everywhere.
"Whew!" Denny cried. "They sure know how to fuck."
Joyce could tell that her brother was even more excited than she was. They had never observed anyone actually fucking before and this session was a grunting, sweating, exciting thing to behold. Something in Denny's voice seemed strange, though, and glancing at him she saw that he had also begun to play with his prick, gently jerking himself off as he feasted his eyes on Sue and Ray thrashing frantically on the ground. Now the fucking couple rolled over and Sue was on top—pumping, groaning, the cheeks of her bottom clenched, taut.
"Sis, come here," Denny said, pulling her until she was sitting between him and Rex. Reaching without taking his eyes from Sue and Ray, he put his hand on his sister's pussy and began fingering her clit with his index finger while he jacked on his hard-on with his other hand. "Rex, listen," he said softly. "Why don't you play with Joyce's boobs while I finger-fuck her?" Rex hesitated and Denny said, "Go on ... play with my sister's tits. She'll love it."
Ordinarily, he felt jealous when any boy made a move toward Joyce, but Rex was a good friend. Besides, he would only be playing with her tits, not her cunt.
At the moment, though, Joyce had gone into a kind of trance. She didn't care who did what to her breasts or her vagina. The sight of the two writhing bodies, the groans of pleasure and Ray's big cock sliding in and out of Sue's pussy had her almost as excited as she had been up on the bank earlier with her brother. She welcomed her brother's finger now against her clit. She even grabbed Rex's wrist and assisted his hard squeezing of her erect nipples. Denny and Rex were pounding furiously on their stout shafts as they fondled her body. Joyce kept switching her gaze from the two boys beating their hard-ons to the fucking taking place in front of her. The hot hands that worked on her pussy and tits were driving her sex-mad, and those stiff cocks being jerked off on either side of her, accompanied by excited gasps, had her wanting to fuck as she had never wanted it before.
Suddenly Denny groaned loudly and rose to his knees. He tugged at Joyce's neck and jabbed his cock at her mouth. She didn't resist. The hand working against her clit, rubbing even harder now, had her willing to do almost anything ... everything.
Rex's hand was groping at her breast and, out of the corner of her eye, she could see Sue—on her back once again—with her legs spread to the utmost as she took in Ray's driving prick. She emitted breath-gasps with each plunging stroke. Abruptly, Joyce grabbed her brother's hard-on for the second time this day, bent down and wrapped her lips around its pulsing firmness. There wasn't time for her to work her mouth up and down its length, for Denny stroked it a few times, babbled that he was coming, then shot his clumps of tapioca-like sperm into her mouth. Greedily, she gulped as she swallowed the globs of love cream. His balls shot out an awful lot of jism for a boy his age, but it was wonderful, delicious. Had she become a cocksucker addict? Yes, she thought, and I don't care! I love to suck a hard cock—love to swallow the love-juice. Vaguely, she realized she had gone temporarily insane with lust. The hands on her body ... the fucking going on. She was so hot she didn't care about anything but fucking and sucking.
Now Sue was reaching a climax. Screaming, she pummeled Ray's buttocks with her heels and humped savagely—amazingly for a teenager. "I'm makin' it ... I'm comm-mming! Ohhhhh! Fuck! Pump hard! Fuck! Ohhhhhh!" Her climax was pitiful, intense as she wailed on and on. Ray responded at once. "I'm there, too!" he gasped. "Me, too! Give me all you got!"
Joyce still held her brother's wrist, begging him to continue applying pressure to her clit, despite his fatigue and sudden lack of interest following his orgasm. But she had not come yet, and neither had Rex. Suddenly, despite a lingering desire to remain ladylike in front of Rex, she hurled herself on Rex's stiff and dripping rod. Pulling his hand away, she made him cease his masturbating and engulfed his throbbing hunk of hot meat in her mouth. Yes, she had become a cocksucker all right, and for the moment at least she fully abandoned herself to this frightening but delectable knowledge. Visions of erect male organs danced in her head, rows of spurting, pulsing hard-ons filled her teenage brain. She was in love with the male organs all around her: the prick that was spurting in Sue before her, the satisfied prick of her brother on her right, and the cock she now gorged herself on. Desperately, she wanted Rex's sperm. She wanted both loads in her tummy; she wanted to drink the male love-juice just as she had her brother's and let Rex's come mingle with her brother's. Her feelings terrified her they were so intense, so unrestrained. She massaged Rex's balls harder, harder, cupping the light-furred balls in her hands and squeezing tenderly but hungrily as she took his anxious thrusts deeper and deeper into her gulping throat.
Suddenly the thought occurred to her, as she watched the fucking couple buck to the final goal of their orgasm, that possibly Rex had never had his cock sucked before. His sister had expressed horror at the idea of sucking a cock, so this could be an entirely new adventure for Rex. Oddly, in a way, she liked the fact that his pecker was smaller than her brother's. She could get more of the male meat in her mouth, let it stab farther down her throat, which she was rapidly learning to open to make a more desirable receptacle for a cockhead.
The thought that this might be a new experience for Rex drove her mouthing efforts to even greater intensity. She rode her brother's finger hard and gulped, opening her throat as far as possible to accommodate the plunging member that now threatened to smash the roof of her mouth. It certainly did strike with force, but its bulbous head was mushroom soft as it collided against the top of her mouth, then glanced off and speared deep into her throat.
Rex's hands clutched her head hard now, and she knew he was about to come. Her own climax hovered dreadfully close, and shuddering as her own body convulsed to completion, she felt the first blasts of Rex's load, splashing and salty and scalding, gush their way down her eager throat. She clutched the base of the jerking prick and drank, taking every loving drop of the thick cream down into her waiting tummy.
At once, Rex fell forward, collapsing. Then he rolled over onto his side and lay there, twitching and moaning as he cupped his own balls. Joyce moved so that she lay on her side too, her head resting on Rex's hip as she continued to stare at Ray and Sue through the bushes. Ray still lay on top of her spread legs, his prick still in her, spent and breathing hard, their climaxes past now.
Grateful that at last his sister had come, Jenny lay on his stomach, taking a well-deserved rest after his post-orgasm manipulation of his sister. Joyce eyed her brother closely, wondering if he would be angry that she had sucked Rex's peter off. But most of all, she hoped Rex wouldn't think of her as a whore for taking his organ in her mouth. She wondered what Sue would think if Rex told his sister what she'd done to him. The thought that Sue might think of her as some kind of freak distressed her.
She prodded the spent Rex. "Rex?" she whispered. "Rex?"
"Huh?" he managed. "Wha?"
"Denny wanted me to do that to you, Rex. I—I hope you don't think I'm terrible for doing that to you. Do you? Denny's your friend and he made me do it," she lied. "Didn't you, Denny?"
Denny was staring at her strangely. Was he jealous? She felt almost certain he was jealous. But she knew she had to protect herself. If Sue discovered she had gone down on Rex's prick, sucked it and swallowed his come, she might never want to associate with her again. It could ruin her whole summer vacation here in Oregon!
But Denny surprised her, and she knew she would love him forever when he said, "That's right ... I asked her to do it—t-to suck you off. She never did that to anyone before. She can't stand the idea of it. But I made her do it to you."
Joyce sighed, relieved, smiling gratefully at her brother. "Rex, please don't mention what I did to you—to your sister. Huh? I sort of went out of my mind. I want to be her friend, and I don't want her to know about sucking you."
Rex just grinned. "I promise," he said. "You don't have to worry. I—I'll never tell a soul. Whew ... I never felt anything so good in my life. Honest. No, I won't tell. Boy, can you ever suck a prick! You're a born cocksucker, Joyce!"
Frowning, Joyce said, "Uh—thanks."
Then both Joyce and her brother stared at the grinning Rex questioningly. Was he really saying that he liked having his cock sucked more than he liked to fuck? He had fucked his sister before, but now he was saying that getting sucked off was the greatest experience of his life. Joyce exchanged glances with her brother and saw that he must be thinking the same thoughts as she. They had been sucking, not fucking, and thinking as their mouth play as merely a substitute for fucking. It was all very confusing. Could sucking be just as good—maybe better than screwing? The question was evident on both their faces, and they reached the same conclusion at the same instant. No, it couldn't be true, Joyce thought. Fucking just had to be the very best contact between a boy and a girl. Men had cocks that grew stiff and women had cunts that got wet and slippery. Cocks were designed to slide inside hot pussies, poke between their juicy lips and spurt come in there to make babies. Yes, fucking had to be better than anything there was! Sucking was heavenly, sure, but mainly it was like an appetizer, Joyce thought. Fucking was the thing you thought about and waited for and finally did, and then life was just never the same afterward, was it? Well, I'm a virgin, she thought. I'll just have to wait and find out someday.
Ray squirmed, then withdrew himself from between Sue's spread legs. He raised himself, then moved back until his buttocks rested on his heels. The sight of his immense wanger, still almost fully hard, excited Joyce. She knew she wanted to suck him off someday, and this admission brought fear that maybe someday she would grow up to be a prostitute. Could that possibly happen? She forced this fearful thought from her mind as Ray peeled off the glistening-wet rubber, milking his huge cock as he did so, capturing all his sperm inside the drooping prophylactic. When it was off, he tied a knot in the end and held the come-filled receptacle up against the sun. He reminded Joyce of a chemistry teacher she once had as he studied the rubber as if it were a test tube. Very proudly, he jiggled his jism, studying it as if it were proof of his manhood. Chuckling, he then whacked Sue across the fanny with the leak-proof rubber containing the eruption from his big balls.
"Man, that was a good one," he said. "Felt good! A damn good fuck, Sue. No shit."
"Hey!" Sue protested. "Don't you smack me with that thing. Think I want that junk to run out all over me. Yuk! Cut it out!"
"Whyncha chew on it, huh? Like taffy," Ray teased.
"Why don't you chew on it, weirdo?" she said. "Or better yet-"
She stopped in mid-sentence, her mood changed, seemingly fascinated all of a sudden. Squeezing the contents of the rubber between her freckled fingers, she belched. Then she said, "Yeah, I guess you are quite a man, Raymond. I reckon you shoot more come outta your pecker than an old stud bull. Without a rubber, I bet you'd blast a girl right off the ground. A girl'd take off like a balloon you let go of when you're blowin' it up." Shyly, she blinked, staring at the ground. "It—it was surely a good fuck, Ray. One of the best I ever had. Y-You're gettin' better. You're learnin' how to use that—that weapon of yours."
"Thank you, ma'am," Ray said modestly, grabbing his balls with both hands and jiggling. "Yep, these balls got real, honest-to-god thrust. They're powerhouses, for sure."
Sue made a little dent in the sand with her fingers. "Let's bury the rubber in here," she said. "I don't want you usin' it again."
He scratched his head, obviously toying with Sue. "I don't know about that," he said. "Maybe we oughta toss it on a corner in town and kinda watch people-uh—step over it and everything."
"Don't be joo-vee-nile," Sue said. "Come on, doggie. Bury your li'l old bone."
Scowling, the big-cocked Ray complied. To everyone's surprise, he gave Sue a big kiss on the cheek. "I wanna thank you, Sue," he said. "You're gonna make some man a good wife someday. Hell, you're gettin' to be a better fuck all the time. No crap."
Sue beamed. "Thanks, Ray. You can thank my brother, too. He's the one who broke me in. Yeah, it certainly was one fine fuck."
"Someday I wanna try it without a rubber, though. I bet it feels maybe a hundred times better."
"Long as it's not on me!" Sue said. "Don't want no baby 'fore I'm married. That's for damn sure."
"We could do it the French way," Ray said. "They do it with their mouths so they won't get knocked up. We never done that before."
Sue made a face like she was going to puke. "Gluk!" she said. "I don't want no man's pisser in my mouf. Huh-uh. And no big wanger tearin' up my bung hole either. No thanks. I'll take pricks with rubbers on 'em. Makes me come just fine. That other shit's fer perverts."
Denny and Rex suddenly broke into uncontrollable laughter from behind the bushes. Both boys had just come in her mouth, and Joyce found the situation terribly funny, too. She exploded with giggling.
Ray turned, squinting angrily at their hiding place. "We got spies there?" he said. "Hey, come on out! Who's that?"
Winking, Rex signaled for the three of them to stand up. All three stood, pretending they had just arrived. Parting the bushes, Rex said, "So there you are! We wondered where you two'd wandered off to. Took a little hike, eh?"
Ray cradled his balls again. "True," he said. "Me and Sue took a stroll. Yeah, a stroll really feels good sometimes." His nearly flaccid dong was swollen and still looked enormous. He wagged it proudly. "I strolled right inside li'l Sue and tickled her ribs with Big Jed here."
Denny and Joyce laughed, but Rex just looked the other way. Joyce wondered if maybe—like her own brother—Rex was just a little jealous. Ray had a bigger organ than he did, and maybe he was worried that his sister liked to fuck Ray better than him.
It was lunchtime and they were all hungry. They dressed and hiked up the road from the pond to Jenkins Market, a half mile away. Then the five of them sat eating potato chips and drinking Dr. Pepper on the sagging wood front step of the old building.
After eating, they went back to the pond and spent the rest of the afternoon swimming and horsing around. Finally, when the late afternoon shadows fell across the pond, they dressed and mounted their bicycles and made the long, uphill pull to town. As they pumped, struggling up the asphalt incline, they gleefully began searching for used rubbers, empty beer cans and wadded up tissues along the Pond Road. Although the road was not used much during the day, it was obvious that it became a Lovers' Lane after dark. As they spotted the rubbers—evidence of all the fucking that went on there—Denny let his imagination wander. He conjured up special, erotic stories to go along with each used prophylactic he spotted. Groin tingling, he visualized women with their legs spread wide and screaming for their men sex partners to "Fuck me! Fuck me!"
He also vividly pictured men sucking pussies and women sucking cocks, and he could see the men sticking on the rubbers and slipping their hard-ons right into the steaming pussies of the women and then coming and wiping their pricks off with the tissues. He could hardly wait till he got old enough to buy a car and then take girls for rides and fuck them. Then he would also toss his used rubbers out the window, so youngsters could see them the next day and think just what he was thinking now: Somebody fucked here, right here!
As he pumped harder against his pedals he wondered what people did before there was such a thing as rubbers. He guessed the guys probably just pulled their pricks out of the pussies before coming and spurted all over the girls' tummies. That was interesting, he thought. There must have been an awful lot of sticky girls' tummies in olden times.
Finally the group reached town, Walden Flats proper, and as they passed his father's office, Denny was tempted to stop in and say hello. But he decided not to. Seeing their father tonight would be soon enough. At the opposite end of town—the whole town was less than a quarter mile long—the five of them pulled their bikes to a stop at a fork in the road.
Rex, Ray and Sue all lived the other way, so they would have to part here. They started to separate and then Sue said, "Oh, yeah, I almost forgot to tell ya. There's gonna be a big party at Jimmy Bridges place next week. His folks are gonna be on vacation so we're plannin' this big party—beer, fuckin', everything. It's on Saturday ... a week from tomorrow. Kin you come?"
"You remember Jimmy Bridges, doncha?" Ray asked Denny.
"Sure," Denny said. Jimmy had gone swimming with them a few times last summer. He was kind of a wise-ass, but pretty funny, bearable.
"Sure, we'll be there," he said. "But what you gonna do tomorrow?"
Rex said they planned to go to the matinee at the Walden Flats theater tomorrow afternoon. There was a Steve McQueen flick showing, he said. They all agreed to meet at 1:15 tomorrow at the theater. Then, as Denny and Joyce started for home, Sue called to Joyce.
"Listen, girl," she said, knowledgeably, "be sure to wear a lock on your pants—either that or a chastity belt." She giggled. "'Cause guys come and sit down next to ya. They start playin' with your jugs and pussy just like they was shakin' hands. No shit. Just warnin' ya so ya kin come prepared."
Joyce, secretly, found the prospect exciting. Today had been quite an eye-opener, sexually. She could hardly wait until tomorrow. They said goodbye again to Sue, Rex and Ray, then pumped on toward home.