Subject: Drive-In Movie Blowjob
Story Codes: mf f-solo oral
Diary Date: June 9, 2000
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary
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Too bad there are hardly any of these left around. There’s just
something about sucking your boyfriend’s cock in the middle of a dark
parking lot surrounded by cars!
Table of Contents
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Chapter 1 – What Turns Me On
Chapter 2 – Getting to Know Bill
Chapter 3 – At the Drive-In
Chapter 1 – What Turns Me On
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In seventh grade I kissed my first boy and it was in eighth grade that I
let a boy touch me “inappropriately” for the first time. Then came the
summer before I started high school and finally, I was no longer a
virgin. Once that line was crossed you could say I became a bit
preoccupied with sex. Needless to say, the problem wasn't getting it -
there were plenty of boys more than willing to help me out with that! The
key was to balance my craving to fuck every boy in sight with maintaining
my reputation as an innocent and naïve girl who went to church twice a
week. Well, maybe it wasn't QUITE that innocent but you get the idea.
It was now almost a year since I first did it and so far I’d only been
fucked by three guys so it wasn't like I was exactly the school slut.
Since my first serious boyfriend had moved away a few months back, I
hadn’t had sex with another guy yet although I’d dated quite a few boys
and blown most of them. You see, while I may be picky about who I
actually have sex with, when it comes to blow jobs I just want as many as
I can get. It can be hard to get laid in many situations but if you’re
careful and determined enough, a blowjob can be given most anywhere.
The very first blowjob I gave was in a dark movie theater where nobody
had a clue what I was doing. Looking back I was incredibly inept but the
boy was so horny he didn't care. It wasn’t long before he surprised me
by cumming in my mouth. I know some girls hate the taste of cum but I
was hooked from the first load. So much so, that any time after that when
I had the opportunity to get another mouthful - I took it, literally.
As I mentioned before, I worked hard to earn a good reputation so far as
putting out, but I don’t mind if the boys at school know who gives the
best blowjob. Since most of the girls I know are doing it to their
boyfriends as well, I don't see it as any big deal. Sometimes walking
the halls in school some guy will make some lewd remark to me that he has
“something big” for me which I typically just ignored. I learned quickly
that the best response was to just look at him and suck on my finger
briefly. While it may drive him nuts at the time, it wasn’t unusual for
me to find out later what he had for me!
Fortunately for a girl like me, one who LOVES sucking dick, so far I
haven’t found a guy yet that doesn’t dream of a girl sucking his cock and
I learned early on that they will do damn near anything to get me to do
it. Ironically, they don’t realize that I would do it anyway but I
figure why not take advantage of the situation?
It’s hard to keep track of how many cocks I have sucked or just jerked
off with my hand since that first one but I do know that I have enjoyed
each and every one. What keeps it interesting is that each one is unique
with varying sizes, thickness, curvatures, color, and even different
smell and taste. Some boys get so hard that they are like a piece of
wood while others get large but still remain a bit flexible. While I
know some girls are turned off by it, I love the odor of a boy’s crotch,
the stronger the musky smell the better so far as I am concerned.
Thick pubic hair is a turn-on for me as well. When I reach inside of a
boy’s pants I love to run my fingers through it and then smell him later
on my fingers. With his cock in my mouth, I can feel his hairy crotch
against my face and I love rubbing my nose in it. Then there is the best
part of all – his cum. Some guys can fill my mouth to the point where
it drips down my chin while others barely produce a teaspoonful. Some is
thick and creamy while others are more clear and dilute. The taste is
what really varies and makes every blowjob something to look forward to.
Even the same guy will taste differently from one day to another. I
guess it must have something to do with what they eat although I don't
know why that would matter. All in all you could say I’ve become
something of a cock connoisseur. Fortunately there always seems to be
another boy ready and willing to help me in my quest for the new and
different cock.
Chapter 2 – Getting to Know Bill
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At sixteen, Bill was a year older than me and while we had not yet dated,
he’d been trying to get in my pants since I was twelve. Then this
summer, at my dad's company picnic, I flirted a bit with him which seemed
to embolden him more. He called me later that week to ask if I was
interested in seeing a movie that weekend at the local drive-in. I was
intrigued as I had never been to a drive-in before. Where I lived all
but this one had been closed and it never showed any recent movies but I
doubted either of us cared about the movie anyway.
Since my parents didn't mind if I brought boys home, there was no real
reason to go off “parking” or such if I wanted to be alone with a guy so
why endure a cheesy movie? Bill was pretty good looking and I figured it
was finally time to get to know him better – in more ways than one.
Besides, the idea of doing it in his car surrounded by other cars sounded
like fun so I accepted his invitation.
Bill had his own car - a VW bug, which wasn't exactly the best for what I
had in mind for the evening but I figured we would work things out
anyway. When he picked me up I was pleased to see that he’d borrowed the
family minivan for our date. It may not have been the sexiest car on the
road but with the seats laid back it had almost as much room as my bed at
home!
When I got in the front seat with him I noticed that the seats had
already been laid down in back making it pretty obvious what he had
planned for our evening! The front seats were split apart with a large
console in between so we just talked about school and friends on the way
there. I noticed Bill kept looking over at me every chance he could. I
was wearing a tight blouse and a pair of jeans that were both a size or
too smaller than what was comfortable for me. Just for him, I had
decided to wear a bra and panties tonight. Usually I never bothered with
them but I had a feeling Bill was going to be undressing me before the
evening was over and for whatever reason, guys seemed to get turned on
more by seeing me in my underwear first than just being naked under my
outer clothes. Instead of perfume I had dusted my boobs and body with
baby powder which made me smell and feel like a little girl – another
little trick my mom had taught me when it came to teasing the boys!
Chapter 3 – At The Drive-In
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We finally arrived at the drive-in and Bill parked the van in a
relatively secluded spot away from the lights and families. He opened
his window and hung some ancient speaker on the glass. He turned the
volume down low as the movie hadn’t started yet and all there were was
silly advertisements for food and candy at the snack bar. I wasn't
hungry, at least not for junk food, so I turned sideways in my seat and
waited silently for Bill to make a move. He seemed a bit shy and for a
while we just continued on with our gossip. Bill complimented me on how
I looked and I thanked him and told him he was pretty nice himself.
There was an awkward silence and I saw him glance at the rear of the van.
I could tell he wanted to say something but his courage wasn't quite up
to it so I knew it was up to me to help him out unless I just wanted to
watch a movie.
“Do you want to get in back Bill?” I asked softly.
“Ummmmm, do you want to? “Sure... if you turned the van around we could
watch the movie from back there,” I suggested.
It was sort of a compromise on my part. On the one hand I let him know
it was OK for us to get together in back. On the other hand, I hadn’t
exactly thrown myself at him like some slut by adding in the comment
about watching the movie. I figured Bill had to take some initiative
somewhere along the line! He started the van and almost pulled out before
he realized that he had forgotten to put the speaker back. Fortunately,
he remembered before he broke his window or whatever and then he drove
around in a half-circle such that the rear of the van was pointing at the
screen. This time he didn't bother with the façade of the speaker and
instead he looked at me questioningly.
I smiled at Bill and squeezed between the seats to get to the rear of the
van. As I bent over I made sure he got a good view down my blouse. All
he could see was my bra but his eyes were still fixated on my chest as I
went by him. I imagined he was keeping a close eye on my ass as well as I
went by. With my jeans as tight as they were it was like they were
painted on.
The floor was exactly flat and a bit uncomfortable actually but then I
noticed he had brought some blankets along with. Somehow I got the idea
that this wasn't the first time Bill had taken a girl out in the van!
Even so, it would have been a lot more comfortable in my own bed and I
almost regretted not inviting him home instead of coming to the drive-in
but a little adventure was always good now and then.
I looked around as Bill made his way back. Although it was nighttime, it
wasn't completely dark with the various lights from the snack bar and
even the moon overhead made it relatively easy to see once your eyes got
adjusted. The van windows were tinted slightly and looking at the other
cars it was hard to make out anyone inside so I figured it would be the
same for anyone trying to see what was going on inside our van. Not that
I minded, it was just I didn't want to put on a show for everyone either.
Bill seemed nervous as he asked me to help with the blankets. The
thicker ones went on the floor while he kept another in reserve off to
the side. It was early June and the evenings were a bit cool still so I
was glad to see he had one for me to wrap myself up in, even if that
wasn't his intention for it.
At first we sat back using the front seats for support. It was like
sitting on the floor in our family room in front of the couch – just a
little less comfortable. The movie was starting and we both pretended to
be interested in it although each of us spent more time glancing over at
the other than we did looking at the screen. Once again, I realized I
needed to help Bill out a bit so I slid over to sit next to him. His arm
had been to his side and when I got up close he lifted it up and
tentatively put it up and around my shoulders.
I really wasn't in the mood to play “shy boy” all night so I grabbed his
hand and gently pulled his arm tighter around me like a scarf. It was
even easier now to tell that he wasn't all that interested in the movie
as he kept looking down at my boobs which were pushing out against my
blouse. It wasn't like my boobs were that huge, the blouse was just a
size or two smaller than it should have been and the buttons were
straining against the pressure. I also caught him a few times looking
down further where my jeans were so tight I was sure he could see my
pussy mound between my thighs. I smiled to myself as his hand started to
rub my shoulder and slowly worked its way down to my upper arm.
Finally, a little more initiative on his part!
I didn't say a word and just sat there wondering what he would do next.
Sometimes I like to be the aggressive one in which case I would turn and
start running my hands over him but tonight I felt I was living out
something from a Leave It to Beaver episode so it just seemed natural for
him to be in control. If necessary I could always give him some help
but as long as things moved along, I was willing to let him move at his
own pace. In a way it was sort of cute as he seemed unsure what to do.
He HAD to know what I did with the other guys I dated, I knew boys
couldn't keep quiet about such things. I guess there was a difference
between bragging to your friends about what you would do to a girl and
then being in the situation to carry out your boasts.
Bill’s hand continued to run up and down my arm and he ever so slowly
worked from the outside to the inside of it. It seemed that he was
afraid I was going to say no at some point and he didn't want to be
embarrassed. Finally, the back of his hand brushed against the outside
of my breast as his fingers stoked the skin on my arm. He quickly moved
pulled as if it was a mistake but I knew he was just testing to see how I
would react.
He must have felt somewhat emboldened when I responded by snuggling up
even closer to him as his wandering hand moved up to my neck and hair,
running his fingers through my hair. Mmmmmmm, I loved my hair to be
played with! If there was anything a boy could do to arouse me without
getting overtly sexual, it was to play with my hair. I laid my head on
his shoulder as he twirled his fingers in it and pulled on it gently. I
hadn’t done anything special with it as I knew it would just have to be
combed out later so it just hung down past my shoulders all straight
without anything in it to get in the way. The backs of his fingers ran
along the hairline of my neck, making me tingle and leaving me feeling
hornier than ever.
God! How long was he going to take to get down to business? The first
movie was about over and so far all he had done was barely touch my arm
and hair. Not that I didn’t like it but I was just curious what he was
ultimately after. I had my own ideas but it was always fun to see what a
boy would do on his own.
Finally a few minutes into the second movie he reached over and kissed me
quickly before pulling away again. He must have been pleasantly surprised
when I responded back by reaching up and kissing him back. This time we
held the kiss longer and as our tongues met he turned towards me,
"accidentally" brushing his arm against my breasts again as he reached
around to hug me.
As we kissed, I turned to him as well and put my arm around his waist.
His tongue reached out and played with mine and I sucked it as he
explored my mouth with it. We just kissed for a while but eventually he
worked up the courage to try anything else. Bill put his hand on my
stomach, over my blouse. When I didn’t resist he slowly moved his hand
upwards, waiting for any sign I wanted him to stop but if I just made
sure my kisses got even hotter so he would know that I wanted it.
Although it seemed to take forever, FINALLY he reached my boobs and began
to massage them through my blouse. My bra was small and the blouse was
pretty thin so my nipples were poking through the fabrics, begging for
attention. His fingers touched them and I couldn't help but jump just a
bit as it felt so good. He must have thought I was upset about it and
he pulled his hand back. I reached down and pulled his back to my
breasts, silently encouraging him to continue.
My blouse was unbuttoned down to my cleavage (if you could call it that)
and his fingers began to touch my upper chest, running in circles under
my neck. On the downward movement he would reach just under my blouse
with his finger as if to try and touch my breasts but all he could do was
graze the beginning of where my boobs were beginning to form. It felt
good but I wanted more.
"Mmmmmmm, that feels soooooo good,” I murmured to him, “Wouldn’t it be a
lot easier if you just unbuttoned my blouse?"
Bill didn't say anything but I saw him unconsciously lick his lips as one
by one he fumbled with the buttons until finally they were all undone. He
spread open my blouse to get an eyeful of my bra-covered breasts. It
wasn't like there was a lot to see as they were still small but then
boobs were boobs! Bill’s hand quickly resumed its place on my boobs,
moving from one to the other as he fondled them through the bra. We kept
kissing the entire time as he squeezed and rubbed me.
“Help me with my blouse,” I said to him softly.
I leaned forward and he awkwardly held it as I pulled my arms through the
sleeves, leaving me with just my bra on top. I knew he would have loved
to take the bra off as well but I turned back to him and kissed him again
as I hugged him while his hand continued to explore my breasts. Now and
then his hand would move down to my side and stomach, running his fingers
over my soft tanned skin and then back up to my bra again.
The next time he did it I shifted my weight so that I could lift my upper
leg up and pulled my foot in closer so my knee stayed up higher. This
made my crotch more available to him and it took a couple more times
before he worked up the courage to take advantage of the situation. This
time his hand went down the side of my hips, over my jeans, and then on
the way back up barely touched my crotch. I didn't resist and the next
time he was more firm in his touch and finally, on the third time he left
his hand there. I lifted my hips upward slightly so let him know I
wanted him to touch me there and he left his hand still just at the top
of my crotch.
“It’s OK, you can take them off,” was all I needed to say at the moment.
I smiled to myself as he fumbled with the button holding them together.
I wasn't wearing a belt or anything so once he got them undone, he just
had to unzip them. I held the tops as he pulled down the zipper and the
sound of it seemed unnaturally loud in the silence of the night. Bill
tried to pull my jeans off by pushing down at the hips but they were much
too tight to allow for that alone to get them off. I giggled a little
and turned over onto my back as I helped him to pull them down and off.
I kicked off my sneakers when they got down to my ankles and soon I was
left in nothing but my white bra and cotton panties. He was still fully
dressed so it may have seemed sort of strange to him for me to be next to
him wearing nothing but my underwear but it was fine with me.
Personally, I would have preferred to just be naked but I thought it
might be fun to tease him a bit first.
I turned back to him and draped my upper leg over his and put my arm
around his waist again as we kissed and he held me close to him. His arm
under me reached around his hand rubbed my back while his upper arm
reached down and he was moving his had up and down my now exposed leg
that was over his. He gradually got bolder and started to touch my ass
through my panties. I knew he wanted to take them off but I wasn't ready
for that yet, or even sure if I was going to let him get that far with
me. What I WAS ready for was to investigate the large bulge between his
legs that was threatening to burst through his jeans at any moment! I
knew it was that way because of me and my pussy felt even warmer knowing
he was turned on by me that way.
Bill’s fingers were playing with the edge of my panties now, trying to
work their way slowly under the elastic as if he thought if he went
slowly enough I wouldn't notice. I smiled at him but at the same time I
reached back and pulled his hand away from and placed it back squarely on
my ass.
“Mmmmmmm, not yet,” I murmured softly, letting him know he might have a
chance later if he was patient. I took my arm that had wrapped around his
waist until then and pulled it back, letting my hand rest directly on the
center of the rising mountain in his jeans.
“Hmmmmmm, what have we here?” I asked him, even though I certainly knew
the answer.
I didn't wait for a response but instead started to press on his cock and
rubbing it through his jeans. He shifted his weight to reposition his
growing hard-on. I could feel the shape of his cock through his jeans
and I rubbed the shaft with the palm of my hand through there thick
material.
“I want you to undress for me,” I said softly. His hand on my ass
pressed a little harder and he seemed to hesitate so I pushed him a
little harder.
“Don’t you want to take your clothes off for me?” I asked in my best
“little girl” voice.
Bill looked around the van to be sure nobody was watching and quickly
undid his jeans and pulled them down, leaving his jockey underwear on.
Then the shirt was unbuttoned and off leaving him wearing nothing but his
underpants. In the dim light I could see he kept himself in pretty good
shape but the underwear had to go!
“Uh-uh, all the way silly boy,” I teased him, snapping the elastic on his
underwear against his stomach.
His cock was outlined clearly in the cotton material and the head of it
was threatening to make an appearance on its own if he grew much more.
Bill bit his lip, looked round yet again and with both hands, pulled his
underwear down and off. I watched hungrily as his cock suddenly
appeared, all hard and delicious looking. I reached out for it and
grabbed it in my hand and just held it at first.
“Mmmmmmm, now isn’t this MUCH better,” I said seductively.
Bill was looking down at the sight of his cock with my hand surrounding
it and he just nodded quickly. It felt so smooth and warm in my hand,
hard as a stiff piece of wood yet I was able to move the skin up and
down, letting me stroke him slightly without actually moving my hand on
his shaft. I let go of it and ran my fingertips up and down it, letting
the tips of my fingers lightly trace a path from the base of his cock to
the very tip where his pee hole was and then back down again. My index
finger ran circles under the lip of his head and I could hear him
breathing heavier as I played with him.
“Like that Billy?,” I asked him in a whispered voice, my eyes gazing into
his as my hand caressed his nice cock. He just nodded but I wanted him
to tell me how he was feeling. I wanted to hear him say how it felt when
I touched him this way and especially what he wanted me to do to him.
“Tell me what you want Billy... Tell me what you want me to do with your
cock.”
Bill’s cheeks puffed out and he breathed out a long breath. “Oh wow,” he
gasped, “I can't believe you’re touching it.”
It was then I was sure of it. Yep, Bill had never had a girl touch his
cock before! Damn, how could a guy get to be sixteen and never have his
cock sucked in this day and age? Well, that put a whole new light on
things and I smiled as I dreamed of what I could do to him.
“I want you to tell me what you want,” I repeated once again.
I knew what I wanted to do but it made it so much hotter for me if the
guy asked me first. I had no doubt Bill knew exactly what he wanted but
he was too shy to ask me. I took his hard cock in my hand and surrounded
the shaft lightly with my hand and fingers. My hand gently stroked his
cock up and down, from the bottom of his cock where his pubic hair
car4essed my hand, to the very tip and then back down again. I wasn't
going to fast or hard as I didn't want him to cum quite yet. I had other
plans for that! First, though, I needed to get him to break the silent
treatment and start talking to me.
“You know Billy, I will do anything you ask me to do... anything,” I
murmured, emphasizing the last word as I licked my lips for him to seem.
I could practically taste his cock already and I couldn't wait to take it
in my mouth and feel the hardness and warmth between my lips. Bill
started to say something but then stopped and just stuttered.
“It’s ok Billy, you can ask me to do anything... all you have to do is
ask me.”
“I want you to suck it,” he said quickly, as if he wanted to say it but
at the same time say it too fast for me to understand what he said. I
looked up at him and smiled.
“You want me to suck your cock?” I said softly. I wasn't trying to
question his suggestion per se, I just wanted him to say it again.
Another heavy breath and he sighed, “Yeah, suck it... suck my dick.”
I looked up at him and grinned. “Watch me now... watch me suck your
dick.”
I pulled my hair back and out of the way so he could see my face as I
slowly descended to his beautiful hard cock. First I just kissed the tip
of it and the teased it with the tip of my tongue. The I ran my tongue
around the head and under the lip of his smooth and pretty cock head.
When I took the head into my mouth, I could hear his suck in his breath
and groan slightly. I smiled as best I could as I thought to myself how
he must be feeling to have a girl’s mouth on his dick for the first time.
How many times had he jerked off dreaming of someone doing exactly what I
was doing now? Better yet, how many times would he jerk off in the future
thinking of my mouth on his cock?
I let his cock slip from my lips and used just my tongue to play with him
for a while. I licked his dick like a fleshy popsicle, up one side and
the down the other. Sometime I would just run as mush of my tongue as I
could put on his cock as I went along the length of it, then at other
times I would tease him with just the tip of my tongue as I licked in
little circles up and down his stiff shaft. Before I took him I my mouth
again, I turned my head and looked up at him, our eyes meeting as I gazed
down at me.
“Mmmmmmm, I love the taste of your cock Billy,” I murmured to him, “Does
that feel good?”
“Oh yeah,” he gasped, “incredible!”
I smiled at him and turned back to his dick again. In the darkness it
was hard to see it very well but I could smell the odor of his crotch,
that wonderful mixture of sweat and male musk that I loved so much. I
held his cock by the base so I knew where it was and dove back down on
it, this time taking it as far into my mouth as was comfortable and I
started stroking his cock with my mouth. Sucking him the way I was I
knew it wouldn't be too long before Bill was ready to cum.
Sure enough, a few minutes later I could feel him pushing his hips up
against me as my mouth went down on him and his groans became louder and
more frequent. He wasn't even touching me which surprised me a little.
I would have thought his hands would have been all over me by now but he
seemed to be concentrating so hard on my blowjob he didn't even think
about what he could be doing himself. I briefly took his cock from my
mouth and looked up at him again.
"Are you ready to cum?” I asked softly. He nodded vigorously and I
grinned saying, “I want it all in my mouth, I want you to cum in my mouth
Billy."
Bill’s eyes widened as I said those words guys seem to love to hear so
much. Personally, I preferred it when a guy came in my mouth for no
other reason than it didn't make a mess all over me. I learned early in
my cocksucking career that cum dried in your hair is a bitch to get out!
Not only that, but when it dried on my face and body it just made me itch
until I washed it off. Although at first the taste I wasn't completely
thrilled by the taste, it wasn't that bad and it didn't take long to get
to where I looked forward to trying the various flavors and feel of each
guy as it seemed they all were a bit unique when it came to the taste and
consistency of their cum.
Of course, my all-time favorite place for a guy to cum was in my pussy,
but short of that I much preferred him to cum in my mouth than anywhere
else. That worked out just fine for me because I also learned early
that it was music to a guy’s ears to hear a girl tell him that he could
cum in her mouth. It was a distant second from, “Fuck me”, but it was
effective all the same.
I went back to work on Bill’s dick and it wasn't long before he gasped
loudly and then he groaned as the first shot of cum burst from his dick
and hit the back of my throat. I hung onto his cock tightly with my
lips, forming a seal to keep his cum in my mouth. Shot after shot of
warm sperm emerged from his cock and soon my mouth was filled and my
cheeks were puffed out with the cum in them like a hamster. His jerking
stopped just as I was about to gag and I loosened my grip on his cock and
let some of his cum drip from my mouth and down onto his cock.
I sat up and smiled at him, feeling the cum running down my cheek.
Opening my mouth, I stuck my tongue out so in the dim light he could see
his own cum pooled n my tongue as I extended it out to him. I then
pulled it back in and closed my mouth. With a big grin I swallowed hard
a couple of times and managed to get it all down before opening my mouth
again to prove I had swallowed it like a contestant on Survivor. His
eyes were like saucers and I went back down to suck the cum off of his
cock that I had let drip down over it earlier. He shivered as my mouth
engulfed his hypersensitive cock. Mmmmmmm, he was still hard as a rock
and showed no signs of getting soft anytime soon. I sucked him like a
baby on a bottle, drawing out the last drops of cum in his cock and
licking them off the tip of his head. We just stayed that way for a
while, his hard dick in my mouth as I softly ran my tongue around it and
sucked on the head gently.
Personally, I could have laid there like this all night. I was actually
in a comfortable position, laying on my side with my head resting on his
stomach and his dick in front of my mouth for me to lick and suck as I
wanted. He was playing with my hair again but running his hand over my
back, slipping his fingers under my bra strap now and then. He couldn't
quite reach my ass but I could feel his hand down most of my back and
just to where he could lift up the elastic on my panties with the tip of
his outstretched fingers. It was a warm night so even though he was
completely naked and I had just my bra and panties on, neither of us was
cold and if anything, he was sweating just a little. Just then I heard
noises outside and I lifted my head up to look out.
“Shit!” was all Bill could say and he started to reach for a blanket that
had been tossed to the side. Looking out the side window I saw the
reason for his panic. Three kids, two boys and a girl, were running
around the parking lot and heading our way. The oldest looked to be
about eight and their mother was trying desperately to control them but
it was like herding cats. From the looks of things, they were heading to
the snack bar and our van was between them and their destination meaning
they would pass right by us on their present course! The parking lot
lights were out as the movie was still running and with the slightly
tinted windows in the van, I doubted they would notice even if they
weren’t so distracted.
“Just sit still, they won’t see anything,” I said sharply to him.
The kids weren’t hardly tall enough to get a good look and the mother was
focused on trying to keep her litter moving in the general direction of
the snack bar. Bill froze and we laid there silently as my neck grew
tired so I put my head back down on his stomach. He must have been REALLY
worried, though, as I noticed his cock was shrinking down, even though I
was holding it in my hand and stroking it slowly. As I predicted, they
passed right by without incident and Bill let out of long breath as if he
had been holding it the hold time – and maybe he had!
“See? No problem,” I said, looking up at him with a grin, “Now... where
were we?”
We both laughed and he noticeably relaxed. I took his dick back in my
mouth about halfway and just sucked it softly, letting my tongue play
around it as I did. I took my free hand and played with his balls,
feeling them through the thick pubic hair that covered them. Needless to
say, it didn't take long for it to regain its former stiffness. My pussy
was soaking wet by now and crying for attention of its own so I while I
could have enjoyed this a lot longer, I figured it was time to move on.
I repositioned myself so I was on my side next to him and draped my leg
over his, letting my crotch move up close to his hips until I could press
up against him. My arm was over his chest and my boobs pressed against
his side as I put my head on his shoulder. God he felt so good up
against me! What could be better than to be lying next to a good-looking
sixteen year old sporting an erection that would be the envy of most of
the guys in school? Well, there WAS something that could be better and
that was if I was naked as well!
Bill turned his head to me and leaned down to kiss me. His arms wrapped
around me and pulled me tightly against him as we kissed and kissed. I
felt his hands wandering over me and this time I didn't say or do
anything to discourage him from touching anywhere he wanted and as time
went by he got bolder and bolder. I wanted to tell him to quit worrying
and just undress me and get it over with but it seemed more sexy and
erotic to let him do it on his own. I could imagine what was going
through his head as each time he took a step, he would seem to hesitate
as if expecting me to stop him. Of course I didn't so he must have felt a
little thrill each time that he was “getting away” with something.
I held his cock in my hand, not really doing anything with it other than
holding in with my fingers wrapped around it, as at first he again
slipped his fingers under the back of my bra strap and then slowly worked
his way around to the front of me. At first he just touched me through
my bra, rubbing my boobs and feeling my hard nipple through the thin
fabric. Slowly he moved up my chest and his fingers ran along my bare
skin and then they began to probe under the top of my bra. Finally he
had his hand slipped inside my bra until he could cup my boob and he just
held his hand like that for a while, not moving it or anything but just
feeling my bare boob in his hand.
“Wouldn't it be easier to just take it off?” I whispered to him between
kisses.
He didn't say anything, probably afraid that I might change my mind or
something if we started talking. In reality, I couldn't wait to get the
damn thing off! My boobs were only an A cup at this age and a bra was
totally unnecessary so far as I was concerned. I wasn't like I bounced
around as I walked! Bill fumbled with the hooks in back and I was tempted
to take it off myself. For crying out loud, there were only two hooks –
how hard could it be to undo them?
My mind went off on a tangent for a moment as I thought about how someone
should invent a bra for dating with Velcro instead of those damn hooks!
My attention was brought back when I felt a sudden release of pressure
around my rib cage as my bra came loose. What a relief! I let him slip
the straps off my shoulders and it fell from my breasts, exposing them to
him for the first time. Bill tossed it behind me and then placed his
hand back on my boob again, this time without the interference of my bra.
I let him play with them for a while as we kept kissing. I still had a
firm grip on his cock as I just couldn't bear the thought of not feeling
it in my hand as much as possible.
“You can suck them if you want to,” I suggested to him softly.
Bill didn't hesitate and we broke our kiss. He pushed me over on my
back, causing me to release his cock as I was flat on my back with my
knees bent and feet planted on the floor. I still had my panties on but
I had a feeling that was only a temporary situation. Bill got on his
side and put his arm over me and then under me, holding me firmly as his
head moved towards my chest. I couldn't help but gasp softly as his
mouth took my boob and sucked on it softly. God I had been waiting for
this!
“Suck on it harder Billy,” I whispered to him in a husky tone, “You can
even bite it softly.”
Bill was at least still listening to me as he followed my instructions.
I love to talk during sex and I kept up a continuous stream of
instructions and praise as he went back and forth between my boobs.
Mmmmmmm, it felt so good when he sucked hard on them! If anything, my
pussy was getting even warmer and wetter as it waited impatiently for the
same level of attention. Bill pulled his hand out from under me and
started playing with my one boob while he sucked on the other. I moaned
for him to let him know I loved what he was doing and to encourage him to
keep going.
After a while Bill got the courage up to start moving his hand down from
my boob to my lower body. It was sort of like when he was playing with me
before, taking a small step and then waiting to see if I resisted before
moving on again. I giggled as he tickled my stomach and then his hand
passed below my belly button. He avoided my crotch at first, instead
moving his hand to my legs, running them up to my knee and then back down
again to my hips. I spread my legs apart just enough to signal to him
that I wanted him to touch me there. Fortunately he took the hint and
started running his fingers along the insides of my thighs, a sensitive
area for me that always makes me tingle.
FINALLY, Bill reached my warm crotch. At first he had his hand on my
inner thigh, allowing just the side of his hand to lightly touching me.
Ever so slowly he turned his hand until he cupped my crotch in his palm.
I moaned softly as he started to rub my pussy through my panties. I
loved it and wanted him to know it so I spread my legs even farther apart
to make it easier for him to fit his hand between my legs. My body
stiffened and hips arched up slightly as he rubbed my pussy through my
panties and continued to suck my boobs. Damn, I wanted him so badly!
Finally I just couldn't keep quiet anymore so I spoke up.
“Tell me Billy, do you want to touch my pussy?”
Bill’s voice seemed to have escaped and with his face planted on my chest
it would have been hard to make out what he said anyway. He finally
managed to get out a gasp that sounded like, “Yes!”
"Well... I want you to touch me."
At first he seemed unsure of what to do so I took his hand and moved it
up to my bare stomach, just above the elastic of my panties.
“It’s OK, you can touch me anywhere you want to,” I whispered to him. My
pussy tingled as his fingers slowly worked their way down inside my
panties until they encountered the fringes of my short pubic hair. It
tickled as his fingertips ran through the top fingers of my pubic area.
I could feel his fingers exploring me, working their way around but
staying too high to get down to where I wanted him. Suddenly a thought
occurred to me.
“Have you ever touched a pussy, Bill?” I asked him softly. I didn’t want
to embarrass him but I had a feeling what the answer was going to be.
“No,” he said back in a voice so low I could barely hear him, even in the
silence of the van. I placed my hand over his and pushed it down between
my legs until his fingers were pressing against my pussy slit.
“Down here,” I whispered, excited by the touch of his hand, “you have to
reach farther down.”
Actually I thought it was sort of cute that he obviously had never
touched a girl’s pussy before. He didn't even know where my pussy really
was! Well, I would let him explore for a while and then it would be time
for a few lessons. He fumbled around, pushing his fingers against me
until finally, by pure luck more than anything I think, he found my pussy
hole.
“That’s it Bill, push it inside of me.”
His finger pushed roughly inside of me just a little bit. I grimaced
just a little bit as he wasn't very good at it but at the same time I
felt pretty hot knowing my pussy was the first one he touched.
“Feel how wet it is,” I asked him, “That’s because I like what you’re
doing and I want you.”
A smile finally came to his face. He had been looking so serious until
then and now that he had finally struck gold he seemed to be relaxing
just a little bit. Well, now that he had gotten to third base, I didn't
want him to think he had a chance to go any further and besides, this boy
needed some sex education! I pulled his hand from my pussy and he looked
disappointed but didn't say anything.
“Don’t worry, I want you to watch me now.”
Even though I was still wearing my panties, I loved the way he was
looking at me. I quickly slipped them off and so finally we were both
nude together. We were both so horny I don’t think it would have
mattered who walked by at this point although if someone had looked in
through the rear window they would have had a great view of my pussy! My
legs were wide apart and I was holding my hips up to make it easier to
touch myself. Billy was still to the side of me and when I laid back
down again he quickly put his hand back on my boobs again and shifted
until he was close to me. I could feel the hardness of his cock as it
pressed against my leg and for a moment I was ready to push him over and
jump on top of it! I hadn’t been laid for a few weeks and I was horny as
well – and getting more so by the minute it seemed.
I spread my legs further part so he could see my pussy better in the dim
light from the movie screen. My crotch was covered with think brown pubic
hair as I hadn’t started shaving yet. My pubic hair was more fuzzy than
long and curly like Bill’s. I looked up at him and my heart skipped when
I saw the way he was staring between my legs, knowing the sight of my
nude body turned him on. I reached down with both hands and used two
fingers to spread my pussy lips apart with one hand and then pushed the
middle finger of my other hand inside of me. I looked up at him and
grinned, knowing it must have been making him horny as hell to see me
doing myself.
"You know Billy, when I really want to get myself off I like to watch
myself in front of a mirror... Will you be my mirror tonight?"
Can’t say that I wasn’t really expecting an audible answer and indeed, I
didn't get one as Bill just watched me intently, as if he was unable to
speak. At first I took it slow, running my finger slowly around my pussy,
running little circles around my clit and pussy hole. Every now and then
I would quickly push my finger inside of me and then just as quickly pull
it out again. With my other hand, I played with my little bobs, cupping
them with my hand and working my fingers over them like a trumpet player.
My nipples were sticking out like little bullets, hard and stiff as my
fingertips stroked them gently.
I took my nipples between my fingers and pulled them outward, stretching
my boob out and then letting it slip through my fingers and popping back
into place. I loved the way it made my boobs feel when I pulled on my
nipples. I kept working my pussy and squeezed my boobs. My eyes were
closed to help concentrate on my masturbating but I knew he was watching
every move I made. My hips started to move up and down as I thrust my
finger in and out of my wet pussy, imagining it was him fucking me.
It wasn't long before I forgot all about Bill and the only thing on my
mind were the incredible sensations that were consuming me entire body as
my pussy acted like a volcano, sending out waves of hot pleasure that
covered me like a lava flow. As I worked myself to my first orgasm I
couldn't help but gasp and moan louder and louder, holding my hips high
with my finger in my pussy as far as I could push it. I shook as my
orgasm ripped through me until finally I dropped down and relaxed, a look
on contentment on my face. I kept one hand on my crotch, slowly
circling my clit as the aftershocks of my orgasm continued. I felt like I
was in an oven, as if I was burning up. God I loved to cum!
“Get on top of me,” I whispered to him, my eyes still closed as my pussy
cried to be fucked. Bill put his arms and leg over me until he was
directly over me. He tried to lift himself off of me but I could feel
the weight of him pressing against me still. His cock was pressing on my
lower stomach and I could feel it moving slightly as he wiggled on top of
me. I reached down and grabbed his dick, rubbing the head against my
clit which sent another wave of pure pleasure through me.
“Fuck me Billy... I want you to fuck me,” I said, almost pleading with
him to do it. God I needed his cock inside of me!
“I... I... I can’t,” he said, sounding like a little boy more than a
strong teenage boy. What the hell? I pulled his cock towards, my pussy,
trying to get him to push it into me.
“No Kelly, I can’t do it,” he lamented, “What if you get pregnant?”
I looked up at him and our eyes met. “Billy, I’m on the pill so you
don’t have to worry about that.”
“You’re on the pill?” he gasped, “Oh my god, how many guys have you
fucked?””
“It doesn’t matter... I want you to do me now.”
“Pleeeeeease Kelly,” he begged, “I can’t do this... it’s wrong.”
It dawned on me that he was serious, that he really did NOT want to fuck
me. I was speechless. I couldn't believe he was turning me down after
all I had done for him this evening! Actually, I couldn't believe he was
turning me down, period. What kind of teenage boy didn't take advantage
of a girl that wanted him to fuck her – and asked him point blank to do
so?
“At least rub it against me,” I bargained.
If nothing else, maybe he would do it and then “accidentally” fuck me.
Hey, I was desperate to get fucked! Bill didn't say no to that, at least,
and I felt his cock pressing against my pussy. As he thrust himself
forward, it slid easily along my wet pussy lips and I felt the shaft
running over my clit. My body shivered, going from being too hot to
freezing cold all of a sudden.
Goose bumps broke out all over me as he rubbed his cock up and down my
wet pussy. A few times I felt it slip down and press against my pussy
hole and for just a moment I thought he was going to give in and push it
in me. I had to say one thing for Bill – he had in credible restraint
for a boy his age! He held himself up and off of me as his hips did the
work. Anyone looking in would have thought that he actually WAS fucking
me! God, so close and yet so far! As he went on, his strokes became
faster and I realized that whether he was consciously doing it or not, he
was masturbating himself against my pussy.
“That’s it Billy, rub your hard cock against my wet pussy,” I whispered
in my most naughty tone of voice, “Make yourself cum for me... cum all
over my pussy!”
It wasn't exactly what I had been wanting but when he finally came it was
better than nothing. His warm cum spurted out of his cock and the first
load went halfway up my stomach with most of the rest collecting on my
pussy. God I was going to be a mess! Billy groaned and grimaced as his
cock spit out one load after another onto me.
“Mmmmmmm, that’s it Billy, cum on me,” I said, encouraging him to make a
mess out of me in spite of my better judgment.
You would never have known he had just come earlier in the evening from
the size of the load he deposited on me. Finally he let out a loud
breath and collapsed to the side of me, his throbbing dick pressed up
against my leg again. He hugged me and we kissed, celebrating his
orgasm. After he had caught his breath, he looked at me with this
fearful expression.
“You’re not mad at me, are you?
“Oh my god no, that’s OK Billy, I understand.”
Actually, I did NOT understand but I wasn't going to burst his bubble and
ruin the evening for him. My pussy felt SO empty, like it had been
cheated in some way. Billy noticed then that the movie was about to end
and he seemed nervous that people would see us when they left so he
smiled and kissed me. When we got dressed I found a good use for panties
finally – to clean up the mess he had left all over my lower abdomen. Of
course, I didn't bother trying to put the messy things back on again nor
did I bother with the bra.
I wrapped up the panties with the cum inside as best as possible and
stuffed my underwear into my purse. I squeezed myself back into my jeans
and just left my blouse hanging outside instead of trying to tuck it back
in again. We both crawled back to the front seats again and I lowered
the mirror down to see myself. My hair, as expected, was a mess but for
once it’s lack of any body worked in my favor as I easily brushed it back
out again. I hadn’t fooled around with much makeup which again worked in
my favor tonight.
Bill drove out of the theater lot and I realized I had no idea what movie
was just ending! Although I remember looking at the sign outside, it
couldn't have been very good as I don’t remember what it was and didn't
even record it in my diary later. On the way home I reached over to him
with one hand and started playing with his cock through his pants again.
I was pleased to feel it immediately begin to harden again in response to
my touch. I started to undo his belt but he put his hand on mine,
stopping me.
“Are you nuts Kelly? We’re in the middle of traffic!”
“Your point?” was my simple response as I went back to work on his pants.
The traffic was pretty light this late at night and the van was pretty
dark so the odds of anyone seeing us were slim at best. Besides, I
didn’t care if someone did see us. If anything the thought of someone in
a car next to us watching me as I gave Bill a blowjob made me hot and wet
just thinking about it!
“Oh my god, I can’t believe this,” he groaned as I unzipped him and
released his hardened cock from its prison.
I leaned over the console and started to give him another blowjob. God I
loved his cock! I only wished he had fucked me with it but at least I was
getting another chance to suck it again. I took him all the way into my
mouth and for several blocks just laid my head on his lap with his cock
pushing against the back of my mouth, sucking on it like a giant
popsicle. The bouncing of the van was enough to move him in my mouth such
that I didn't have to do much more than just hold my head still and let
it slide in and out on its own. It wasn't long before my efforts paid off
as we waited a stoplight.
“Oh damn Kelly, I’m going to cum!” he groaned. Then I felt him jerk and
he said, “Oh my god, I think the guy in that car can see us!”
I really couldn't have cared less about anyone else at that moment. All
I could think about was the cum that was about to start spurting into my
mouth. Since Bill had already started to climax, so there was no
stopping this train now that it had left the station, no matter what
might be happening outside. My pussy tingled as he started to cum and I
took the first couple of loads in my mouth. Then I lifted my head and
let him drop from my mouth, letting him hit my face with the remaining
ones. The majority of his cum was in my mouth by then so it was enough
to cover my cheeks and nose but without enough force to get into my hair
or on my clothes.
“What the hell are you doing Kelly?” he said as I quickly sat up and
looked to the car next to us.
Sure enough there was a guy who looked to be in his forties or so staring
us. The streetlight at the intersection shined on my face and I know he
must have been able to see the cum on my face. I smiled at him and
licked some of the cum on my lips. Just then the light turned green but
he made no effort to pull away. I stuck my tongue out at him and hoped
he could see Bill’s cum pooled on it. Finally I swallowed it down and
turned back to Bill who had been watching my little show.
“God, you really are a slut, aren’t you?” he said although it was more of
a statement than a question.
I took some napkins out from the glove box and cleaned off my face.
Bill’s wet cock was still sticking out his pants but at the same time he
was staring at me with eyes wide open.
“Well, isn’t that what the other boys say about me?” I responded coyly.
“Yeah but I thought it was just all talk... God, you’re insane!” he said,
suddenly switching topics and laughing, “What if that had been someone we
knew?”
I just grinned and finished wiping myself off. It was clear that he
really loved getting his cock sucked even if the circumstances were a bit
“dangerous”. In fact, I sucked Bill’s cock quite a few times after
that. He quickly adopted my love of blowing him in public places and
more than once we almost got caught, but it wouldn’t have been nearly as
much fun otherwise.
Much to my disappointment, Bill never did fuck me. We discussed it a few
times and I learned that he had quite the religious side and claimed to
be “saving himself for marriage”. Personally, I’ve never been able to
quite understand the concept as I don't care who someone had been with
before me, it’s the here and now that’s important. Whether or not he kept
to his guns until marriage, I have no idea, but I had to give him credit
for having a LOT more resolve than your average teenage male (or any guy
I’ve known for that matter). Even though I made it clear to him that he
was more than welcome to fuck me whenever he was ready, it never even
came close to happening. Actually, it was this quality about him that has
helped me to remember Bill over the years. Bill has the distinction of
being the only guy in my life that I made a conscious effort to have sex
with me that refused my offer (not counting Brad Pitt of course).
THE END