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[This is a work of fiction. It is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies, and as such, may or may not be entirely realistic. With the exception of The Fab 4, the characters, settings, and events of this story are fictitious and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.]
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Hi, remember me? I’m Hey-Jude (shades of John, Paul, George, & Ringo) to my friends, but otherwise known as Judy. You first met me as the baby sitter for Hank and Betty Smithson. I said then that I would have more to say later about my experiences prom night of my senior year. Well, read on!
My senior year at the local high school, has been the highlight of my eighteen year old life to date. I have gained a tremendous amount of confidence and self-esteem over the last three years. Part of that is due to my physical maturation. I was, as I told you last time, a late bloomer both physically and emotionally. But, beginning in the summer between my sophomore and junior year, my figure finally filled out in great proportions and my boobs grew to 36B from almost nothing. That brought some comments about where the boobs came from. But it also brought a new interest in me form the boys. I now have great looking legs, long and slender arms, and a cute face. I say “cute” because I am not a cover girl, raving beauty. No, I think I look more like I picture Sandra Bullock looking when she was in high school. I even have the same dark, black hair–top and bottom!
My emotional maturation developed right along with the physical. I have had a highly developed sex drive beginning with puberty in the seventh grade. But I kept that drive under tight rein, at least in public. I ignored and was ignored by the boys until recently. No chest and I was too shy. During my freshman and sophomore years, my sex drive was satisfied with my ten inch dildo, Mr. Long John, kept very carefully hidden away from my parents! Technically, that means I am no longer a virgin, though no real cock had yet penetrated my depths. God, how I longed for that to happen, a taste of the real thing. I think that may finally be close to hand.
Well, the summer my boobs finally matured, saw the boy across the street (David) finally notice; I had become one of ‘them,’ a girl and I was no longer his tomboy pal of long standing. He had lived over there since the first grade, but he took no real notice of me as a female until now. Growing up through grade school I was just, “one of the boys” on the bloc and played baseball, football, cowboys and Indians, climbed trees, and so on and on, with the guys.
But now that I began looking like a girl, David started asking me out. We had a few tentative dates our junior year, but did little more than kiss, still both on the shy side. The next summer, however, we got more serious, traded class rings, and with hormones flowing full steam, got into hotter petting sessions, but still fully clothed. Then, all through our senior year and with prom looming close, David began to really put on pressure for more sex–real, naked sex. Last Saturday night, we almost did it.
We went to a movie that contained lots of sex scenes, which got us both horny, and then to a local high school hang out for some food. We got back into David’s Mustang coupe and headed for the local lover’s lane. May has been quite warm all month long, so I was not wearing a lot of clothing: short shorts, tank top, and sandals. I also wore a miniscule thong and a skimpy bra. David also wore a tank top and below the knee length shorts.
As best I could in the bucket seats, I was cuddled up against David with his right arm around me his fingers lightly playing over my right boob, making it tingle. He removed his arm to shift into first gear as he shut the car off. The night was a little humid, enough to cause a light sweat on my forehead and elsewhere. The building sexual tension added to the sweat. David turned back to me and hugged me close with both arms and we began a passionate French kiss.
David’s left hand went under my top and began caressing the bare tops of my tits above the bra. He moaned, I whimpered. David must have taken that as further encouragement, because his hand suddenly dropped to my pussy. He began rubbing my mound through my shorts. I whimpered again and his hand moved inside my waist band and over top the small thong. I suddenly felt the wetness leak from my pussy and begin to soak the thong. Then I felt fingers under the thong and rubbing up and down my slit. David really groaned now.
I wanted to do it, but I cried out, “No, David, that’s enough, please!” He dug harder into my pussy and I said, “David, NO!” And then I pulled away from him. We had never, so far, gone quite this far on any of our dates. All our petting had been through the clothes, not under them.
A really loud and long groan issued from David and he then said, “But you can’t leave me like this! Please, casino siteleri I’m in pain with a very bad case of blue balls!”
So, in a first time in our relationship, I took pity on him and unzipped his shorts and pulled out his cock. As a first time cock sucker, I rather ineptly gave him a blow job that only lasted a minute, tops. He was so horny and psyched up, he just could not hold back any longer and blew a wad of cock cream into my mouth before I realized he was on the verge. I managed, by pure reflex, to swallow most of it, more or less accidentally, not by plan, and wiped off the rest with David’s hanky. I really wanted sex, but I just had a hang up with fucking a real cock while still in high school. My emotional maturation was not quite complete yet, I guess.
Well, that was last weekend. Tomorrow night, Saturday, is our senior prom. I have a sneaky feeling that my hang up will end and I will be doing some real cock fucking that will cost me my virginity before the night is over. Technically, I have already lost my virginity to my faithful dildo, but not to the real thing. David will be so excited that I can fake it with him and he won’t know the difference, or care. He just wants to get his cock in my pussy.
Saturday dawned bright, clear, and already warm. I had a long day of preparation ahead of me. There was the hairdresser, last minute dress adjustments, manicure, pedicure, his boutonniere to be picked up, a final tanning session, and so on and so on. My dress is a bright red, strapless cocktail dress with a short skirt. Bright red high heels and a real diamond anklet set off the bottom. A real diamond pendant and diamond ear rings set off the top, in addition to the hefty amount of cleavage I would show. All the diamonds were quite miniscule.
David said he would pick me up in a limo and then we would pick up the other four couples who were to share the ride with us. I was ready at the appointed time, barely. The driver got out and opened the door for me. It was a little hard getting in, but David was seated in the rear seat that faced forward. The other four guys were already in the limo and we would next pick up their dates. I was to discover the advantage of this rear seat later when the other girls and their dates had to walk on their knees to get to the side and forward seats. In that process, various amounts of skin would be exposed, to the laughter and giggles of all. We would all struggle in and out of that limo several more times before the night ended.
I think that half the class must have had reservations at the upscale, fancy restaurant located downtown. I know it cost the guys a bundle for our dinner, but it was just the greatest. We were in a dimly lit alcove with our limo mates at a huge round table. I sat on David’s left (he is right handed). Off and on through dinner, his left hand would rest on my bare thigh. He would lightly rub the inner portion before raising his hand back to the table. I was getting the shivers, and it was not from the air conditioning! During a lull between food courses, I returned the favor. Only I went all the way to David’s crotch and gave him a strong squeeze. I thought he was going to jump off his chair in surprise and he nearly spit out a mouthful of Pepsi. This drew some laughs from a couple of the guys who saw what caused David’s actions.
Then it was off to the dance at the decorated school gym. The gym was absolutely gorgeous! The band was playing a waltz and I immediately pulled David out onto the dance area. The dance floor was crowded, so we danced almost in place and about as close together as two people can get. I snuggled up against David’s neck and ear and began to nibble and kiss him. I felt an instant bulge form against my pussy. I ground myself into it, pretty hard, too. David looked surprised, but grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled me even tighter against his boner. We began grinding into each other, slowly, but with deadly lust.
David was starting to breath hard and sweat was dripping from his forehead and face. The song ended and I said, “I think it’s time to cool down with a cold drink. Shall we go get some punch?” David replied, “I think maybe we better do just that!”
We happened to hit the refreshment table at a time the line was short, so we got our punch and walked back to a quiet and pretty dark area to drink. David had not really lost all his boner and as he drained the last of his punch, I again put a hand on his crotch and rubbed. The boner jumped back to full stiffness instantly. David stifled a moan while he reached for my tits and began caressing the exposed tops and the cleavage between.
Before this could get out of hand (pun intended!) I said, “David, we better get back to the dance,” and turned to start walking that way. He followed, trying to cover his tented pants. We continued to dance all the slow ones, crotch to crotch, grinding away at each other through our clothes. David held me canlı casino by the ass and kept squeezing me the whole time we danced. Add to that our kissing and nibbling about the face and neck of each other and you can imagine the sexual tension that we had built up between us by the end of the dance.
Finally, at the stroke of twelve and after a long night of erotic dancing, visiting with other couples, and getting each other very sexually excited, it was back into the limo. The guys must have conspired together sometime earlier because now, one of the others, Jim, said, “We have an idea. Why not skip the after prom party and get our money’s worth out of the limo cost and just ride around for a while and entertain ourselves. Then any one who wants, can come along to my dad’s cabin on the lake.”
There was general agreement to this proposition, so Jim used the intercom to tell the driver to circle the city on the Interstate bypass beltway until he was told new instructions. Several girls had brought music CDs along and these were put in the player. The lights were dimmed and put in pulse mode. Each couple settled back in their seats in a close cuddle. The sexual tension in the air was almost more than any of us could stand. That tension was about to be relieved and then some!
Almost simultaneously, the sounds of French kissing could suddenly be heard from each couple! Soft moans could be heard all around the cabin. The sound of rustling clothing and the sound of several zippers suddenly put into motion was also audible. But from this point on, the sounds faded out and only our partners existed–the others had ceased to exist in our consciousness.
I was by now, and much to my surprise, stroking David’s exposed and naked boner with abandon. He had reached under my dress and was stroking my thong covered pussy with equal abandon. David worked his way under my thong and was getting his fingers wet, massaging my slit. I couldn’t believe I was letting him do that! Then I felt a his middle finger sink deeper, deeper into the velvet folds of my pussy, and finally into my cunt hole. Too late to turn back now. God, did that feel good. He brought the fingertip up and stroked my sweet spot. OHHHH, Gooood, I lost it then and moaned in a shivering orgasm. I actually squirted all over David’s hand and the car seat, not to mention the inside of my thighs. My hand had some time ago felt the stickiness of David’s precum oozing from his cock.
I continued to pump him and his cock swelled a little more. The helmet head was turing all sorts of colors in his excitement and in the pulsing of the multicolor lights of the limo. Weird! I looked down at my hand and thought, what the hell, tonight is the night, so I leaned down and took his fuck stick in my mouth and began to suck on it.
As I would realize after much more time and experience, David was about average in size. So, even though it was my first blow job, I had little trouble sliding him all the way in and making his whole cock disappear! At that point, David exploded in climax and pumped a wad of cock cream into my mouth and throat. When he stopped squirting, I licked him clean. His cock was pulsing again and ready to go, but I just slowly stroked him while we both recovered our breath. I sure hoped he was one those guys that can recharge quickly, my sexual lust was now awakened for good and I was nowhere close to being satiated in that department. To the contrary, I was now thinking, what next and how soon?
From the sounds around us that now began to penetrate my brain and David’s, other couples were also reaching orgasm. Gasps and groans and a shriek or two seemed to suddenly fill the car. One by one as they finished, sheepish grins crept across the faces of the boys and more like embarrassed grins on the faces of most of the girls. A couple of the girls, like me, had that satisfied look of the just fucked, even though we hadn’t yet. Some of the guys still had exposed cocks and at least one of the girls was trying to get her dress top back over her big boobs.
Now our little group was a pretty tight group of friends, a true clique, I guess you would have to say. But few of us were prepared for what came next! Jim, again apparently acting as group spokesman said, “Say, I just got another idea!” Sarcastic laughs and groans from around the compartment followed that statement! “Anyone interested in a Round Robin blow job party?” Dead silence for a full minute!
Then, a tiny and faint female voice from the front seat asked, “Uhhhh, w w wh wha what d d do you mean?”
“I mean,” said Jim, “That each girl, starting with Hey Jude, move to the next guy on the right, unzip him, if that’s still needed, and blow him off. You keep doing this in turn until you get back to your date and then do him! I know the guys will not have enough jism to last through all this, but that doesn’t matter. How ’bout it, any body game?”
Again, dead silence for some time. kaçak casino Then, one by one, as the guys cajoled their dates, and with several of the girls, including me, expressing reservations, everyone but one girl agreed. Jill was the hold out. With a lot of work, the rest of us finally convinced her to go along. It was a great chance to participate in a kind of “Fellatio Fuck Fest!”
With that, each of us girls shifted on our knees, one guy to the right, with some difficulty. Most of us didn’t even look up, we just looked at the crotch. I unzipped my guy, Jim, and dug out his huge, black, twelve inch boner! David, as I already mentioned, was a more normal six inches. This was going to be a real treat, even my big dildo, Mr. Long John, could not compete with this, the real thing. He was leaking some cock juice, but I took him with both hands and jacked him furiously as I swallowed his cock head and licked with my tongue. I do not know if Jim had shot his wad a little bit ago with his date, but he shot some now. Not much, but enough to force me to swallow.
We both panted and groaned along with most of the others. Then Jim again, “Well, it looks like everyone made that round, so, shift again!”
All the cocks were out now, but this next one, at least, was deflated. It took a little doing to get him hard again, but that is the joy of the teenage years—fast sexual recharging! This was a short one, only about four inches erect. But, what he lacked in length, he made up in circumference. This dick swelled to about three or four inches around. Before I got back to David, I had one hell of a sampling of different dicks, though mostly without cock cream. What an education in man meat! And that was just five guys, counting David.
When we were done, every dick in the car was now deflated and useless! Except for the first shift to the right, there was no more cock cream forthcoming from the rest of the boys, it was just too much too close together. The guys were worn out, but with pathetic looks of satisfaction on their faces. They did not get to use their fuck sticks on any of our pussies, but they were about to get their compensation.
Jim made another announcement, “Well guys, now it’s our turn. Ladies, take a seat and lift your skirts! Gents, get on your knees! It’s now time for a cunnilingus circle circus!” A general giggling broke out among the girls as we all shuffled to switch places.
“Guys, start with he girl to your right of your date. Keep the lucky girl groaning until I tell you to switch. Ok boys, suck those pussies, HO!”
So, David would not be the first guy to suck my pussy after all! Jim once again managed to maneuver himself into position for that honor! Jim must have had a lot of experience because he sure knew what he was doing. I felt a velvety soft tongue lave up one pussy lip and down the other for a couple of round trips before fingers parted my outer lips and spread me wide. That same tongue then cruised my open gash from top to bottom and bottom to top, on and on. I began humping that mouth and tongue as the tongue found my clit. The licking, sucking, and biting of my clit started me cumming in orgasm. That talented tongue then found my hole and darted in, collecting my pussy juice and licking and sucking it away as fast as I could, literally, squirt it out. “Oh, Goooddd,” I moaned. I did not know how I was gong to take all the tongues that were lined up to make the circle without fainting. I was fast experiencing erotic overkill! By the time David got back for his turn at me, I was nearly numb with erotic sensations and practically drained of all pussy juice for the time being.
Jim got on the intercom to the driver and told him to drive back to the school parking lot (where our dates had each left their cars). Each couple snuggled down cozy and glad to just cuddle for the twenty minute ride back to the school. However, I was one of several girls with the dress top at the waist and bare tits hanging free with their dates’ arms around their shoulders, playing with a tit and nipple. More that a few of the girls had their dates’ naked, but flaccid, cock cradled in a tight grip. I did too. The smell of sex pervaded the whole compartment.
Not wanting our exotic night to end, David and I plus one other couple agreed to meet with Jim and his date at the cabin of Jim’s dad. The other two couples decided to go off and do their own thing, one of whom was Jill and her date. So ensued an hour and a half drive to the cabin on the lake. Because of those damned bucket seats, we both pretty much kept our hands to ourselves for the ride. David played with my leg once in a while or rubbed my boobs for a change, and I rubbed his still exposed cock in return.
By the time we got to the cabin, David was obviously recharged and eager. With my help on the ride, his cock was again standing straight up at attention and pulsing in anticipation of more to cum! He still had not fucked me yet and was still eager to get into my pussy with his fuck stick. I was in a similar state of lust. We got out of the car and David just let his erect cock continue to breathe in the fresh air and lead the way into the cabin.
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