Sex Ed with Kristy [mf, cons, voy.] Reckless A Serial Erotic Novel in Installments "I thought I was coming over to help you with the math exam study." said David, who was always called Davy by everyone at school. Even the girls who usually ignored the tall, thin math wizard with the horn-rimmed glasses called him that when they had to speak to him for some reason. "You are, Davy. And I do need the help. But I know a better place to study than my house. Some friends have asked me to house-sit this weekend and I have a key. Let's go over there and study, Okay?." "All right. I guess it doesn't matter where we do it." "You're right." replied Kristy with a wink, patting the empty passenger seat in her 1986 Mustang, which had only a few rents and tears in it. Davy climbed in beside her, letting his eyes linger only for a moment on the red hair and blue eyes, the white t-shirt with a pink trim and a funny face on the front, the tight cutoff jeans that flowed around her fertile and sexy hips, and the tanned perfect legs of a girl the sight of whom could melt the frozen loins of an octogenarian scoutmaster. Sure, Davy the math wiz was a teenaged human being, and thus he'd made love to the girl sitting beside him in every concievable nasty, dirty way in his fantasies; but now in the fading light of the late May afternoon, he knew she was off limits to him. He wished it wasn't so, but no girl really looked twice at him, and thus knowing he wasn't sexy, to risk anything other than a distant relationship was to court the kind of humiliation and rejection he would do just about anything to avoid. The weather was getting hot, and Kristy's air conditioner didn't work, so as they drove with the windows open her hair blew out wildly behind her, but she seemed unconcerned. The last exam of the year was upon her, and she wanted desperately to do well on it. Nothing troubled her as much as the image she had of being an airheaded bimbo. She was far from stupid, but in her studies she was too frequently inattentive. There was just so much life to live, she couldn't fit it all in. But it seemed to her that Davy could help her, and, no doubt, she could help him. "Tell me, Dave, " she saidly loudly over the wind to the silent boy sitting next to her staring straight ahead down the road, "you're a senior, aren't you?" "Sure." he replied, startled and somewhat pleased that she had called him Dave rather than Davy. "Do you mind if I ask you a personal question, then?" "No, go ahead." What else could he say, he thought. "Have you ever been laid?" Her tone was matter-of-fact, as if she'd asked if he'd ever had strawberry ice cream. "What?" "You know what I mean, don't ya?" she asked, turning her radiant face towards him, her long red hair flowing back behind her. "I mean fucking. Like, putting your dick inside a girl and moving it back and forth till you cum. Got the picture?" she smiled broadly. This conversation was entirely outside David A. Graham's experience. He was a nice boy who lived at home with his parents and had done everything he could to please them. He thought his horniness was his own dirty little secret. He took a lot of precautions to be sure nobody knew he masturbated. He could see the look in this mother's eyes now: I'm so *ashamed* of you David, so very *ashamed*. And you should be too. This is just so *awful* and so *disgusting*. "Well, not really." he replied nervously, forgetting to raise his voice so it could be heard over the wind. He looked a bit pained, and his face was turning beet red. "Well, hey, Dave, it doesn't hurt, you know. It's a natural thing. Everybody does it. And you're over eighteen, sweetie, you're not a little kid anymore." "So I've been told." he replied, but stared straight ahead. Still, inwardly he smiled a little. He snuck a another look at her, sitting there driving with that sexy, incredible body. Then a flash of anger: why was she teasing him this way? He hated it when the girls did that. He was still staring straight ahead when the mustang swung into Pam's driveway. But he unfroze in time to accompany Kristy to the door. The house was indeed empty, and a little to David's surprize, Kristy went straight to the kitchen table and spread out the books. And to her surprize, David turned out to be a great teacher. He explained things clearly and patiently that she had never understood. There was a meeting of the minds, and a shared purpose, and soon he forgot what he thought was the teasing in the car. He almost, but not quite, forgot the inspiring legs and gorgeous ass that sat so close to him by the quiet kitchen table, as the time passed silently and the night spread it's wings over the day. It seemed like minutes, but an hour passed. As Dave (she couldn't even think of him as Davy anymore) got up to get them a soda, she thought how surprizing it was that a real person lay frozen beneath the shy exterior, a person who emerged lit up with enthusiasm as he saw she was paying attention to him, and learning from him. Just then, the doorbell rang. "I know who that is." exclaimed Kristy, getting up and going through the little hallway from the kitchen to the door. Dave could hear the exchange of words. "Hi Kristen! Hi Jeff!" Kristy said in her rather low voice. "Hi! Ok if we come in?" replied a female voice. "I invited you didn't I?" Kristy said back. All three came back to the kitchen. Dave knew Kristen, she was in his senior class but not a close friend. Blond and slim and athletic, he knew she was a sports buff, but wasn't really sure what sport she was into. Jeff was obviously her boyfriend, taller and older, probably a college kid. Dave was immediately uncomfortable as Kristy made introductions all around. He wondered if they were there to study too. Kristen gave him a sweet smile, and he relaxed a little. Nope, no study, for after a little small talk Kristen and Jeff got a quick house tour from Kristy, who showed them every room, including Pam's waterbed in the bedroom. Afterward, Kristen and her boyfriend settled on the couch with some beer they'd bought and turned on the TV. Kristy returned to the kitchen table, saying over her shoulder as she left them alone, "Just a little more for us to study, so be good you two!" Fifteen minutes of studious concentration later, a strange sound rose slightly over the noise of the TV. Kristy and Dave immediately looked up. It was a quiet but unmistakable feminine moan. "I bet they're doing something naughty." Kristy whispered, but Dave didn't say anything and returned to his explanations. But shortly, the moan came again, a little louder. Dave and Kristy looked at one another, then she quietly got up from the chair and padded on bare feet to the hall where the living room was visible. Dave just sat there and watched her go. Twenty seconds later, she reappeared, and holding out a hand, beckoned Dave to join her. He knew he should just sit there, but something made him get up and follow the sexy redhead in spite of himself. He even tried consciously to be quiet. At the wide doorway where the hall opened into the living room, the two young and curious heads peered discreetly around the doorjamb. What they saw was a side view of the comfortable wide stuffed couch facing the TV. In one corner, Jeff lay back against the armrest, one foot on the floor and the other on the couch. Straddling the couch-borne leg, Kristen had both her tanned and athletic legs spread low on the couch, and her arms around Jeff's neck. The TV was ignored, as she locked her lips in a passionate kiss with her boyfriend's. The movement of their tongues inside their cheeks was clearly visible, and the eyes of the young lovers were closed as they enjoyed the ecstasy of the urgent wet kisses. What was most shocking to David, her thin pink summer blouse was unbuttoned and the bra cast aside on the floor, and one of Jeff's hands was fondling and rubbing her naked breasts even as they kissed. David stood rooted to the spot. He'd never even dreamed of seeing anything like this in his life. He knew he should leave but he didn't move. Somehow, the fact that Kristy didn't look away either, but seemed fascinated, kept him there. A powerful nervous tension did battle in his body with a struggling green shoot of arousal, making itself felt in spite of his mental denial. Eventually, the kiss broke. The lovely girl leaned back slightly, as her boyfriend reached up with both arms, and taking her breasts in his wide palms, began to rub both her peaked nipples back and forth with his thumbs. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhyeeeessss." she moaned again, "You know what that does to me baby." "What does it do to you, golden girl?" "It makes me so hot and tingly and wet for you baby. Oh, God, you drive me wild." "Yeah, your tits are so goddamn sexy, and I love these hard little nipples, love to tweak them." he said with an aroused fervor to his voice as he twirled them between his thumb and forefinger. She trembled visibly, and began to rub her crotch on his leg in an unmistakable invitation to lustier activities. It was too much. David felt himself getting hard, the blood flowly deliciously into his cock, and drew back and softly walked the few steps back to the kitchen. In a few moments, Kristy followed. "What's wrong, guy?" she asked him in a whisper. "That's so private, we shouldn't be looking." "I'll tell you a secret if you promise not to repeat it anywhere." she whispered. He leaned down a little as she stood close to him, her sexy body so near it seemed to physically hurt him in some way. "Ok." he said. "She loves it." Kristy whispered into his ear. Her lips were so close her warm breath sent chills down his spine. "We're friends and I've double-dated with her before. She likes being watched. She even likes it when she knows someone is watching. Can you handle that?" "I guess so." he replied, in somewhat of a a state of moral confusion at this unexpected new information. "But, " he suddenly thought, and said aloud, "What about him?" "Let me tell ya, sweetie, once his dick gets hard he really doesn't care any more either." David just looked at her. She winked and flashed a wicked smile at him. "Now c'mon back with me. Don't be a chicken. You've been teaching me and now it's my turn." Knowing it was wrong, he couldn't seem to stop himself. He removed his shoes at her whispered suggestion, and they crept back to their watching post, the tops of their heads up to their eyes peering around the edge of the doorway. Things had progressed dramatically. The attractive blonde Kristen was now sitting slouched down in the couch, her hips on the edge, as the taller Jeff was on his kneews in front of her. She put her feet, now bare, on the floor and raised up just as Kristy and David resumed their watching, and Jeff boldly just slipped her shorts off, leaving her in only a pair of sheer panties. Her blouse was open, revealing her enchanting breasts with the tight hard nipples, so sexy and healthy they pointed in different directions. Her eyes were closed as she assisted her boyfriend in removing the barriers to their pleasure. He paused then, the cutoffs discarded, as if in wonder. "God, you're so wet it's incredible." he said, staring into the damp valley between her smooth legs. "Yes, lover, and what are you going to do about it?" He reached forward and with his fingers began to trace the outline of her puffy and visibly aroused lips through the sheer, silk panty. The look of pleasure on her face, the way her head leaned back and her eyes closed, more than the action between her legs, made David's cock harden to a full erection inside his pants. He was hooked now. He no longer wanted to leave, even though it might be painful to see such pleasure given and taken and not even know what it felt like himself. Jeff only played a little while, and then Kristen lifted her hips in a gesture that couldn't be missed, even by David. He took hold of the panties and slipped them off. The big wet stain in the center was clearly visible. David had never known that a woman could get so wet. He did not know the reality and power of a woman's arousal -- he had thought they just put up with it, or did it for favors. Her naked pussy, the lips swollen out and colored a bright pink on the outside fading to a deep vermillion within, shone with the copius honey that flowed from inside her. She pushed her hips towards Jeff, and he responded so quickly it almost looked savage and wild. He kissed her inner thighs, andshe automatically spread her legs wider for him. It was obvious that hiscock was almost painfully hard inside his pants, so much so he had to reach down and rearrange it slightly. But he knew his pleasure would not be denied, it would only have to wait a bit longer. He gave her hers. His face pressed into the V of her beautiful legs, and both Kristy and David could see the slight movement of his jaw that signaled the tongue working in theher warm velvet folds. "Ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, god, YES." a long moan came from the supine girl, that had such an inexpressibly pathetic quality to it, as though her whole soul was dancing quiveringly alive on the tongue that pleasured her. Jeff's head moved up and down, and the watching couple could tell that the long strokes of the wide tongue were scooping up the sexy Kristen's sweet honey. He was damn good at it, Kristy thought. If he didn't belong to Kristen, I'd like to have a few cracks at him. High-pitched moans escaped the lips of the transported girl. Along with "yes....yes.....oh god fuck me, just like, oh ....justlikethat....". His head stopped moving up and down, and the voyeurs could see his lips puckered at the top of the furrow. His tongue was obviously working directly on her clit, as Kristy observed, even if David was lost on the details due to inexperience. Below, a hand crept up to insert a finger inside his squirming victim. As it did, she bucked and howled, "Yes, fuck me with it, oh god, YES!". Jeff began sensuously working his finger in and out. This had such an effect that Kristen began to lean back even further, and clench her teeth as her beautiful features distorted in agonized pleasure. The combination of tongue and finger soon made her even wilder. Her hips began to heave in a rhythmic motion against him, making him need to flex his neck to keep his tongue on her clit, but he did it, driving in even more firmly the wilder she moved. It was the sounds she made that were so incredible, though. She didn't even try to be quiet, and there's no human sound quite like the noise a woman makes when she's really into sex -- not the fake sounds you hear in the porno movies. The tension in her moans and whimpers and gasps gave the two teen voyeurs and her boyfriend undeniable evidence of how far she was lost in otherworldly pleasure. Kristy could feel the sweet tension in her loins, the swelling of her sex, the wetness and heat begin to flow freely. She gave herself over to the excitement. A vibrant electricity seemed to flutter like butterfly wings all over her body. She wanted to reach down and touch herself but she forced her hand to wait. For his part, David felt a longing, a desperate need as his cock asked him to touch it, rub it, give it the pleasure it yearned for. He too forced himself to not move or touch. Jeff's oral pleasuring of Kristen quickly reached it's climax. Such extravagant feelings could not last. "Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww GOD" she wailed, and heaved one last time, her face a contorted mask of ecstasy. Her loins just left the couch entirely and shoved into Jeff's face violently, pushing him back. He held on to her thighs, and she fell back, then heaved and wailed again. Even Kristy had seldom seen anyone let go so completely when they came. After that last heave, she fell back and lay there gasping over and over again in a breathless voice, oh god, oh god. Her breathing was harsh and she kept gasping for breath. Jeff, his head still attached by the neck despite her thrashings, rested his chin on her brownish blonde bush and looked up at the contented face of his girl, eyes still closed but a sweet smile creeping across. His clean-shaven face and lips were shining with a through coating of her sweet juices. David seemed to have trouble breathing himself. He knew he shouldn't have watched this -- now he was rock hard and his body full of juice, and nowhere to go and nothing to do about it. It was agony, but kind of a sweet agony. He'd never been near this excited in his life. And confused. It was all too much. He wished he had a car of his own, or even a bike, so he could ride home and masturbate furiously, as many times as he could stand it. He had a jar of vaseline in his nightstand, and he knew he'd need it tonight. His eyes took in the sight before him one last time, and he vowed to remember it. Kristen opened her eyes, and the look of contentment and joy on her face was another thing among many he'd never dreamed of. He saw her reach down to her boyfriends curly hair and stoke it lovingly. "You are a gorgeous wonderful man." she sighed. "I bet you've got a nice present hidden away for me right now, don't you?" Jeff thought of his throbbing cock and replied "You bet, baby." "I'm ready for it babe, but you just might need to carry me into the bedroom, my legs might be kind of weak." "Bull, your legs are stronger than mine, but I'll carry you if you want." Jeff then lifted his lover, naked but for her flimsy and open blouse, and cradled her in his arms as they headed for the bedroom for Round Two. Kristy and David could hear their conversation as they went in. "What if we mess up the bed, we'll have to wash the sheets." he was saying. "Better that than the couch, sweetie." Kristen replied with a giggle. They didn't bother to even close the door. David straitened up, his back aching and his legs weak. He hadn't realized how tight his body had been, but his cock was giving off pleasure sparks, that, from long experience, he knew he had to ignore so it might go down until he could get in private. He started to move towards the kitchen, in a kind of daze that had made him almost forget his companion. But he hadn't gone two steps before a pair surprizingly strong arms wrapped around him and pushed him against the wall of the hallway. Before he could react, a very warm and buxom female body pressed against his front, sandwiching his back tightly against the wall. "*You* are not going *anywhere*." said Kristy, her hands sliding up under his shirt along his sides. Her body melted into his. He'd felt a few girls up close at the two or three dances he'd gone to in his life, but nothing like this. My God, his cock was hard and she must be able to feel it! She didn't seem to mind, in fact, her body pressed as tight as it could, and then she pushed her loins forward to merge with his even harder. He could clearly feel her belly press up against his erection. There was nowhere to go so he stood there. She held him tight and looked up into his eyes. He looked back, and the glowing heat he saw there almost shocked him. As they looked at one another, she began to undulate her hips in a sexy motion, rubbing her lower belly against his long cock stretched up so high that it rose several inches it seemed above his beltline. "I'm a woman, and you're a man, Dave honey." she breathed to him as she humped against him ever so slowly, "And you're hard, and I'm wet, baby, you know what that means?". He couldn't answer, so she continued, "It feels good doesn't it, that rubbing. Feels good to me too sweetie, I makes me want to make you feel so good." The motion did feel good to him, in fact, so good it almost made his vision blur. He felt a stirring inside that he'd never felt before. It made him feel reckless, unconcerned with Mom and her shame. Fire spread out from his loins, and he didn't try to fight it, but it was mingled with tension and fear; fear that he'd make a fool of himself. He didn't even know how to kiss, and here was this...expert...who would be disappointed in him. But he couldn't think of an escape, and her motion was rubbing his fear away slowly. She must have sensed it. "Don't worry hon I'll show you what you need to know. You led me through the equilaterial triangles and asymetrical slices, now just relax baby and follow my lead." "Okay." he said in a squeeky voice, but he did begin to relax a little. She was so sweet. He was used to girls making fun of him, used to words like "nerd" and "geek". But the sexiest girl in school seemed to want him, and was being nice to him -- it was a miracle that made him almost believe it was another dream. "Just stand there right now baby, you don't have to do a thing. You're too hot to learn hon and I know just how to cool you down some. Lean back against the wall." she said, as if he wasn't already pressed there. Her warm body left him, and she dropped to a squatting position and began to undo his belt with an expertise that told of countless other unbeltings. As she did, her hand felt the outlines of his long and rather thin cock. Hmmm, she thought inwardly, another right-on. His fingers were long and thin too, and she'd told her girlfriends that the way to know how a man's cock was built was to look at his fingers. Mostly, it was true -- there were some notable exceptions she could think of, but Dave was right on the money with her theory. The belt undone, she undid the fastener and pulled the pants down to his knees. He felt the air on his legs. He couldn't help but look down, taking in a top view of her staring straight at his hard cock still hidden by his white briefs. She ran her finger up and down and all over the shape of it, making him tremble slightly as the shoots of pleasure hit his overheated brain. The pleasure was powerful, but the tension hadn't melted entirely. The tension was the only thing that gave him control, if you could call it that. Without the lingering uncertainty, he would have exploded at her touch. He closed his eyes, and then felt the finger loop under the elastic and pull down down the briefs. God, he was naked in front of her, and she was right there looking at it! It was nasty and he didn't want to look, but he had to. He looked down just as she took his long, red, throbbing cock into her warm hand and began to stroke it up and down right in front of her eyes. The sight and feel were both overwhelming. He closed his eyes again, and very shortly felt a warm wetness at the tip of his cock. He couldn't believe this, he just couldn't. It wasn't happening to him. It wasn't real. He looked down again, drawn by some magnetism he wasn't aware of. And it was real. Her full pink lips closed tightly over his cock head, and the freckled face moved forward slightly as she took him slowly into her mouth. He could feel only smooth lips, somehow touching nerves and lighting fires that his own hand had never even come close to. And then the tongue -- he could clearly feel her tongue licking and circling and swirling gently against his sensitive sex like the beating of a thousand wings of angels. He closed his eyes and heard himself moan. He was floating on a sweet river of fire, and had no choice now but to ride with the current. Higher and higher he went, as the experienced tongue and lips and mouth of the teen sex goddess drove him to a controlled frenzy. His whole body burned and ached. He began to fear he would cum, and do a horrible thing by cumming in her mouth. "I...I...might...cum." He gasped to her. "Cum, baby. Cum, my sweet Dave. Give it to me, I want it, all you've got. Don't be shy honey, squirt it in my mouth." She didn't want him to wait. Her tongue began to concentrate on the nerve bundle under the head of his cock. The torture in him rose, and he knew somewhere that he couldn't stop it, not now. His body seized, and his legs trembled. The heat, the agony, the thrill was like nothing he had ever known. Only his back firmly against the wall kept him from falling. He felt his cock stiffen deliciously, and then the pulses and waves of ecstacy overcame him as he felt the juice of life pump firmly out in spurt after spurt. She held her lips firmly around him, cradling his spasming organ in her warm welcoming mouth. She loved the feel of the pulses as the hot sperm splashed out on her tongue. Soon the ripples ebbed and slowed, and the flow dwindled to drops. He had cum a lot, and her mouth felt fairly full of the salty sexy unique taste. Some girls honestly didn't like it, but Kristy just loved it. Only when the boys had been drinking beer or something that made it bitter did she swallow without savoring the taste. She swirled it around but did not swallow, looking up at him. His eyes were closed and his chest was heaving. She rubbed his wet cock on her face, spreading trails of saliva and sperm in her freckles. At this, he opened his eyes and looked down, to see the sexist sight he'd ever dreamed. As he did, she very deliberately ran her tongue out and over her lips as if to get every last drop, and then swallowed his load of sperm visibly, letting him see her throat muscles flex as it went down. She wanted him to know how she loved it, and for him to not feel guilty or that he'd done anything wrong by her. "Oh, God, Kristy. Oh my God." was all he could say. She stood up, hugged him tightly, and kissed his neck. A more experienced boy she'd have kissed on the lips, but she didn't want to freak him his first time, knowing how weird some boys were about sperm, even their own. "Didn't that feel so gooooooood?" she crooned in her sexiest and most seductive voice. "Oh yes, oh yes it did." his voice was returning to normal, now that he could get enough air in his chest, and his body relaxed its tension some. "Look, Dave, honey, I'm so wet and horny, can you help me like I helped you?" she asked in a plainative voice. "I'll try." he answered. What else could he say? He was in her hands, literally and figuratively. "Here, step out of these so you can walk." she suggested, bending and pulling on his already down pants. Of course, he could also walk if he pulled them up, but that just wasn't the direction things were destined to travel on this incredible, unreal, impossible night. He stepped out of them as she helped him, his cock dangling out in the open, but somehow he no longer felt any shyness about it. After all, after he'd had it in her mouth and had cum there, what was the point of shyness? She then stood up and unbuttoned his shirt, running her fingers around in his curly chest hair. Even playing a bit with his nipple, which to his surprize sent a sharp thrill up his spine. Once the shirt was off, he was as naked as could be, wearing only his digital multifunction wristwatch. "No fair you getting naked and I'm not." She stuck out her lower lip in a mock pout. He got the hint, and reached forward and somewhat awkwardly pulled up on the edges of her t-shirt. She helped by raising her arms, and soon it was over her head and off, red hair cascading up and then down in a wild and fiery explosion. He looked at her, standing there in a bra and cutoff jeans. Her top was tanned a little, but her body had the white pallor that many redheads had. Her shoulders and back were covered with little freckles, which she might have thought were ugly, but he was enchanted with. On such a perfect body, a little imperfection was endearing. "Here, sweetie, it's time to learn how to take one of these off." she said, spinning around so her back was to him. "There's little hooks back there, under that overlap." She instructed. Just pull the flap on the top to the left, and the hooks'll come out." With only a little trouble, and close observation, he undid the bra and let go the ends, letting it fall to the hallway floor. "Now, sometimes you won't be able to look, but just remember how those little hooks work and you won't have any trouble at all!" she smiled happily and she turned to face him with these words of wisdom. He couldn't help but look down at her breasts, full and beautiful, as good or better than any he'd seen in the men's magazines. The nipples dark brown, contrasting with the milky white globes. "Do you like them?" she asked. "Oh very much." he answered, "They're beautiful." "Yeah, a girl likes to hear that. Don't ever feel shy about telling a woman how good she looks. It may sound corny to you, but if you really mean it, she'll just glow and want you more. She'll give you rewards if you'll just have the sense to talk to her. Some boys just don't get it, but you're such a sweetheart I want you to know, you understand?" She looked into his eyes. "Yes, I do." he said. He was just feeling his way along, reacting to her. She surprized him again by coming up close and hugging him tightly, her warm breasts pressed against his chest so hard he could feel her nipples. "Kiss me." she said, looking up at him. This was scary. He'd never really kissed a girl in a sexual way. He was sure he didn't know what to do. But he bent his face down a little, and felt her lips touch his. For a few sweet moments, just their lips touched, and then he began to feel her tongue creeping up against his lips. Then pushing a little further, until it was in his mouth fully. God! She was tongue kissing him! He felt a surge go through him. The combination of the tongue, lips, and the feel of her firm young nipples against his chest caused his bare cock to stir and grow again. He didn't bother to fight it this time. He just wrapped his arms around her and drew her close, letting their sweet young flesh press close as their tongues danced and swirled together in pleasure. Kissing is the sexiest thing ever, he thought. But soon she drew away, and told him "Come with me." They left the hallway, discarded clothing scattered on the floor, and went to the couch where so recently Jeff had given Kristen her peak of joy. It reminded him there was another couple in the house, and sure enough, as soon as he remembered he could hear a soft "Ohhhhhhh yes." murmured from the open bedroom door. "Sounds like they're having some more fun!" said Kristy, not bothering to whisper. "C'mere, guy, and unsnap this." She meant her cutoffs, and he obeyed, reaching down and unsnapping the top. Kristy then spread the sides over her hips, and as they cleared the lovely bulges they dropped instantly to the floor, and she stepped out of them. Wasting no time, she swung around and sat on the couch in her wet panties, and motioned for David to come and kneel between her knees. Squatting on his knees, he obeyed easily. It was almost like worshipping at the altar of love, he thought briefly, remembering a phrase he'd read in an erotic novel. Kristy was in the very same position that Kristen had been, her ass on the edge of the sofa and a pillow under her head, leaning back against the armrest. But Kristy, as usual, especially since meeting Pam, was in a talkative mood, even though the arousal coursed fiercely thorough her veins. "See this. sweetheart?" she said seductively, as her fingers traced the outlines of her obviously very swollen labia, still covered in theory by the very thin and very soaked panties. "See how wet I am?". "Yes." he replied, a little catch in his voice, his eyes glued to the spot, his cock hardening and throbbing and signalling it was ready for more. "When you see that you know a woman's ready for her man. If you ever wonder if she's really into it, when you see this flood you know she's sincere. That's the body talking, baby, and it doesn't lie." He just nodded. From the bedroom came another "Ooooooooooooooo" moan, but neither young lover was paying much attention right now. "Take'em off sweetie." She raised her hips, and let him slip off her panties. The dramatic view revealed took his breath away. The reddish brown hair curled up over and around the swollen pink lips, the nearest strands soaked with the pungent wetness of her honey. He could smell it when her were panties on, but bare, the vertical smile emitted an aura of heat mixed with the most attractive scent David had ever inhaled. He'd heard some guys talk about how it smelled like fish, but were they ever stupid and wrong. It was sexy and hot and nasty and wonderful. He loved it instantly. Kristy sexily touched herself, stroking her labia gently as he watched. She wanted more. "Touch it hon, it won't bite." He did, letting his fingers stroke the wet, smooth, hot flesh. It was softer than anything he'd ever felt. "Ohhhh yeah, that feels so gooooood honey." she breathed. Put your finger in me, right here, see." she spread her lips to reveal the pink little vaginal entrance. Like a good boy, he slipped his finger into the dark tight tunnel as she had asked, wondering at the magic soft feel of it. "Deeper." she prompted, and easily his finger slid in to the knuckle. He was glad his nails were short. He didn't resist the urge to feel around and explore the mystery he'd been invited into, and was amazed at the folds, the mounds, the harder areas and the softer ones. He didn't know what he was feeling in there, but was just fascinated at the variety. It wasn't just a tunnel of flesh, but a living organ. "Oh, God, that's so good. Now take it out and let me...show you...one more thing." She felt she was on the edge of losing control but held on just barely, remembering her teaching role. Besides just the physical, it was incredibly sexy knowing that the virgin boy was seeing and feeling her for the first time, and would remember her for as long as he lived. "Now Dave, a woman loves a finger in her pussy, and on her lips, but feel right up here baby, at the top." He did. She guided his finger. "Feel that hard little bump? That's my clit, honey, and every girl's got one. Ohhhh! baby don't rub it right now, in just a second. Now some are bigger and some are littler but they're all there. That's like the spot underneath your cockhead hon, it's the trigger that pops the gun. Some girls like pressure right on it, others just around it, but there's not a woman in the world that doesn't like it played with by tongues or fingers or cocks." He said nothing, he was tongue-tied. It was all just too wonderful. From the bedroom, they could both more moans. Kristy had lost all patience now. "Dave, it's all yours baby, every bit of it. Do what you want and don't worry about anything. Just do me, and I'll help you if you need but please, please make me cum. Please." She spread her legs for him and took her hands away. It was his first solo. His only guide was what she'd said, and what he'd seen Jeff do to Kristen. He never thought about not plunging in. He put his face down to her sweet attractive sex and let his eyes feast one more time before turning and kissing the softness of her inner thighs. Like he'd seen Jeff do, he kissed his way closer and closer, until he heard Kristy pant "Hurry, David, kiss my cunt baby. It needs a kiss so bad." He put his lips on her hot velvet wetness and extended his tongue. The tangy musky sexy taste on his tongue-tip sent every last inhibition away. He loved it, absolutely loved it. He started licking, like a dog lapping up milk from the floor. Yeah, like a dog. Fuck it. He felt a surge go through him, a surge of pent-up animal instincts. Everybody had spent their whole lives trying to keep him from this, make him such a nice boy, such a fucking wimp. He felt wild and free at last. Nothing to stop him. Nobody to say "stop" or "shame". Wild, reckless, not caring. He licked up and down, feeling the hot juice in his mouth, letting the taste seep into his pores. He felt the indentation of her hole, and drove his tongue up into it in a wild gesture, as if to say "Fuck you, parents. Fuck you, teachers. Fuck you, world." "Oh yeah baby, tongue-fuck me! You're a natural baby, you love it. Get it in deep stud lover." Kristy encouraged. He drove it in as deep as he could, and wished he could go deeper. His lips mashed against the hot lips and wet hair. He licked inside. His cock pulsed and throbbed. "Stud Lover" ...he'd never been called that before! "My clit, baby. Lick it honey, please, I wanna cum so bad, please!" she panted. He pulled his tongue out and sought the hard nub he'd felt before. It was bigger and more swollen than it was previously, He could feel it, and rolled it under his tongue. Damn, this was easy, he thought, why did he used to think it was so hard to do? He didn't know anything then. "Oh, yeah, baby give me a steady rhythm, right on it, just don't stop, please don't stop." He continued to lick her, like a kitten lapping milk, with stroke after rapid stroke right directly on her clit as she had asked. She was silent for a minute, except for heavy breathing, then her feet dug into the floor and her hips began to rise up. He adjusted his position for her, and as she rose to about a foot off the couch she shrieked... "Aiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeee" and heaved up. A flood of juice seemed to wetten his face even further. He instinctively grabbed her thighs as Jeff had done Kristen, and held on tightly. But Kristy had a different style of cum. She grunted, "Uh! Uh! Uh!" and with every grunt her loins jerked in a rhythm. After about eight or nine little feminine grunts and heaves, she flopped back on the couch, gasping. His face finally out of her wonderful crotch, he looked at his amazing handiwork. It was unbelievable, incredible, yet oh so real. The sexiest body he ever could imagine lay open and gasping, her face a mask of pleasure overflowing. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her legs were spread wide but swayed back and forth in some strange rhythm, her toes spread wide and digging into the carpet. There was a pink flush color all over her that looked almost like uneven sunburn. David didn't know what one was yet, but Kristy had just gotten a "full body orgasm", one that you feel in every muscle and fibre of your body from top of head to tip of toes. "Oh, Dave, come here and hug me." were her first words, after a few minutes of glowing. He did, sitting next to her on the couch and hugging her in a sweet lusty naked hug. She put her face into the V of his neck, licked there, and whispered "Oh, you are a hell of a lover, guy." His smile was the broadest right then he could even remember feeling. He felt touched by a sweet fire from heaven, bright sunlight radiating on him in the dead of night. They both hugged silently, as Kristy soaked up the afterglow. David's cock was wanting attention again, but he was patient and didn't say anything. He just enjoyed the feel of her, warm and soft, next to his skin. In a while, they were aware, in the relative silence, of the sound of motion in the bedroom. They perked up their ears, David now unconcerned with privacy. "Roll over." they heard Kristen say. "Ooooooo" Kristy whispered to David, "Let's watch." She got up off the sofa, not waiting for a reply, and walked towards the bedroom door, her sexy ass swaying deliciously. David followed her with his eyes, then got up to walk with her to the door. He'd follow her over a cliff at this point, he thought. Kristy was not subtle. Naked without even a stitch on, she stood in the doorway and looked at Pam's waterbed (which as the reader of previous chapters will recall, she was very familiar). On it, arranged diagonally, lay Jeff's muscular body, fully naked also. And over him straddled the lovely Kristen, her blonde hair splayed in attractive disorder over her shoulders. Both had a sheen of sweat on their bodies. It was obvious that Jeff's cock was up inside his girlfriend, as she leaned forward and held a breast with one hand, to feed him the erect nipple to suck on. As he sucked, Kristen closed her eyes, then opened them again, soaking in the double pleasure of her stuffed pussy and licked nipple. He lapped and sucked, as he also reached up and rubbed and tweaked the other brown hard nub. After a minute or so, she couldn't take any more, and leaned back up. As Ktisten opened her eyes, she caught a glimpse of her friend, naked and watching in the door opening. She didn't say anything or move at all, just smiled and locked blue eyes on blue eyes. David came up next to Kristy, but Kristen only glanced at him briefly. As she and Kristy shared some subtle female communication, Jeff caught on and twisted his head around to see. Once he saw the other couple watching, he smiled and winked, and turned back to watch his lover. Without taking her eyes off Kristy, Kristen began to fuck Jeff. Raising her hips in a slow, steady rhythm, she revealed the base of the thick cock that impaled her, before sinking down again and letting it fill her. It was so sexy, thought David, to see her trim and athletic ass rising and falling on Jeff's thick red cock. How did I ever get so lucky? "It's beautiful, isn't it?" asked Kristy. "Oh yeah." replied David enthusiastically. "That's got to feel so good, doesn't it?" she continued, eyes glued to the cpuple on the bed, "To feel your cock up inside a hot pussy as far as it will go. Knowing she loves it, knowing you're going to cum in there. Squirt your seed up inside her, where it belongs." Kristen rocked back and forth steadily. She could hear Kristy, and it seemed to imflame her passions. She closed her eyes and began humping harder, pulling up further, revealing more of Jeff's shiny hard cock. Kristy noticed the reaction. "Yeah, Kristen, go for it, girl. Fuck that thing, you hear me? You love it, don'cha? I know you do. Fuck it till you make him cum in you, keep it going till he fills you up with his little spermies. I know he's got a big load in there for you." Kristy incited her friend. "Oh God yes, I do love it. I can't help it, it feels so fucking good." Kristen grunted shakily, as she began to be filled to overflowing with the sweet stings of sexual pleasure. Kristy turned to David. "That's fucking, hon. And it feels so good. You know it does, don't you?" To emphasize her point, she took David's long hard cock in her hand and began gently stroking it. "Yeah." David said, feeling the sugary pleasure on his member. "Doesn't that make you wanna fuck, Dave?" "Yeah it does, oh Kristy, yeah it really does." "We're gonna stay here and watch till Jeff cums in Kristen, and then I want you to fuck me, Dave, my stud man. Will you fuck me? Please?" "Yes." he said weakly, not taking his eyes off the rise and fall of Kristen's pretty ass as she humped Jeff's cock faster and faster. "Ohhhhhh god, what sweet fucking." the blonde girl moaned, as she cupped her lover's face with her hands during a pause. As she sat there, hot cock and wet pussy soldered together, he began to push up, needing release desperately. "Oooooooo" she moaned and began to hump back at him. They were clearly excited at being watched by their friends, and the situation was sending them both toward the sweet explosion of the cum. Soon they both lost all control. She began to thrust down harder, and he began to hump up more violently. The wet slap of their loins could be heard all over the house. "Oh, yes, baby please squirt it up me, I don't care, just please do it now!!." Kristen begged. He began to grunt and humped even harder. He was so fucking close. "Yes...yes....YES oh dammit give it to me, oh YES!" she moaned in his ear. "Here it cums baby." he groaned softly, then: "Ugggghhhh!" a grunt and moan at the same time as his hips pushed up. As deep inside her as he could go, his cock pulsed and squirted shot after shot of hot cum. Her hips quivered and shook, but it was the only motion visible as they tensely clung tight to one another, eyes closed as they both felt the ecstacy of the melting together of their sexual fluids. She delighted in the feel of his cock pulsing just at the external point where they were joined. At last, their bodies relaxed and settled back into the welcoming waterbed. They still held one another tight. Kristen sighed deeply, and began to plant little kisses all over Jeff's face. "I felt it, I really felt it squirt that time." she whispered quietly, but Kristy and David heard her. "Fuck me now." Kristy told David fiercely, "Fuck me right on the floor in this goddamn door." She lay down, spread her legs, and pulled him between them. He'd never heard or read of anyone so wild. "Here just lay between my legs on your knees." He got into position. She grabbed his cock and guided it to her hot hole. "Don't play around. Push it in me and fuck." All he had to do was push forward. He couldn't miss if he tried. The slick labia took his cockhead and guided it to it's target. The virgin boy shoved his hips forward, so horny now he didn't care about much of anything. He didn't care about the other couple on the bed just a few feet away, and he didn't care about his parents, his teachers, his church elders and their lectures. His cock slid into the girl beneath him like a knife in hot butter. In no time at all, he felt his pubic hair push up against her labia and mingle with hers. So hot. So exquisite. "Oh, god, you bottomed out baby, you fill me up so good. Fuck me, baby, rub it in and out of me, make Kristy feel so good!" Even for a newbie, the motion of sex is easy and natural. He began to work his hips back and forth, not thinking about it, just going with the feelings in his body. The result was a slow explosion of unfathomable pleasure that built around his cock, as Kristy flexed and relaxed her muscles to increase the friction for both of them. "Ooooo baby you're a sweet fucker, honey, you're gonna cum in it and fill me up, Oh YEAH!" He stopped. Gasping, he heeded a small voice of caution. "Kristy, I don't want to make a baby in you." he gasped, holding his cock still inside her. She opened her eyes and looked up at him. She'd played a game with others before, but not with this boy. She took his face in her hands and said, "Don't worry honey, I'm safe. Just let it go. Shoot it deep in me. I need it. Please, please." He began the motion again, and this time the little pause made the streaks of joy even stronger. He heard himself groan. The level of pleasure your body could give you was just out of comprehension, he thought in the last sane corner of his mind. He felt her legs wrap around him, holding him strongly in her. As he humped, he felt her heave back at him. Their breathing was ragged as they gasped and moaned. All either knew now was the feel of cock sliding in pussy. They were beyond words now. Kristen and Jeff, temporarily sated by their mutual orgasm, watched fascinated and aroused by the wild animal scene in the doorway. They had a great rear view, and when Kristy raised her fantastic legs and wrapped them around the slim waist of her tallish lover, they got a wonderful view of his long slim cock sliding wetly in and out of her. As they watched, Kristy quite obviously went over the edge. She began to hump quickly and frantically, and grunted her little grunts. David sensed her cumming and slowed briefly. "Uh! Uh! Uh!" she panted again and again. He thought he'd be able to feel her cum, but he could only feel an increased tightness. But he did feel her hips pushing up to him in a quick rhythm. He knew by some instinct she was there, and it fired him to the last degree. His ass was on autopilot as he humped and fucked her now, groans and grunts coming from his lips. Soon David felt the opening of the valves that told him no matter what, the cum was going to shoot from his cock. He groaned, unable to give his lover any more warning, and pushed up violently and deeply in her in an instinctive ancient move to plant his sperm as deeply as possible. Then his loins siezed, and he felt his asshole tighten deliciously as his cock stiffened to it's last degree, and the spasms flooded his overloaded brain. Kristy held him tight and she felt him stiffen and could even feel the pulses of his cock at the base of her sensitive lips as the hot white juice she loved flowed into her open womb. "Oh yesssssssssss." she moaned, again and again, even as he came, and even as he relaxed atop her. Their panting and gasping had barely ended, and his cock was still stiff up inside her, soaking in their mutual honey, when they both heard the sound of gentle applause. Their audience was very appreciative. David couldn't move, but Kristy raised her arm high and shot up a thumb, in a gesture of joy and triumph.