“Jimmy, it’s Cathy. I need some help.”
Boy did she need help, she thought. She needed to have her cherry
busted in the worst, possible way.
“O.K.,” Jimmy said, and Cathy pushed the door open. Jimmy was at his
desk, studying. Cathy felt her cunt creaming as she walked into the
room. She remembered what her brother’s cock had looked like when he
had been masturbating. That would have been enough, but she had seen it
shoot, and the thought of all that creamy jizz, which could have been
pouring into her cunt, instead of being wasted on his strong manly
belly, drove her crazy!
Jimmy helped her with her algebra. It was a difficult chore, because
Cathy was so very horny that her mind kept wandering away.
“Come on, Sis!” Jimmy exclaimed with irritation. “You’re smarter than
that. What’s the matter?”
“Oh, nothing.
“You have a problem?”
Cathy sighed. What could she say? She’d only have another argument with
Jimmy, and right now he was being very patient and nice to her. Jimmy
was always nice to her except when he was being bossy.
Somehow or other, she managed to get her homework all done, including
her history, and the history teacher had given the class an
exceptionally long assignment that day.
Then she went to bed. She frigged herself to sleep until well after her
parents had gone to bed.
She even got up and went to her parents’ bedroom, hoping to see them
fucking again, but their door was closed, and when Cathy pressed her
ear against it, she couldn’t hear anything.
She had probably waited too long.
The next day in school, Cathy really tried to fight the problem of her
growing sexual frustration. She paid as much attention as she could in
the classes, and raised her hand a lot, just to let the teachers know
that she was with it.
Tonight was going to be a fun night, she thought. Her parents were
going to a dinner dance, and Jimmy and Cathy would be alone in the
house. They usually made some junk food, or ordered in pizza. Their
parents were nuts about balanced meals and the two young people seldom
got to taste the real garbage food that lots of teenagers liked.
Jimmy came to her table at noon time.
“Do you mind staying in the house alone for a couple of hours?” he
asked.
“Of course not, silly!” Cathy said.
“Well, I just wanted to know. I have basketball practice tonight. But
I’ll be home about eight-thirty. Is that OK with you?”
“Sure, Jimmy. I’ll make supper for both of us.”
Jimmy looked at her grinning.
“Why don’t we order in pizza?”
“We had pizza the last time Mom and Dad were out.”
“Well, what do you want?”
“How about Chinese food?”
“Nah! I had Chinese food with the guys night before last.”
Cathy sighed. Sometimes Jimmy was more exasperating than other times.
“How about if I make supper for us?”
Jimmy frowned. “I don’t know about that. What do you want to make.”
“Steak and home fries, and a salad?”
“That would be O.K. if you don’t wreck everything.”
“Of course I won’t!”
“O.K.! O.K.! That sounds fine. Then we’ll have steak and home fries.
Put lots of onions in the home fries, huh?”
“Yeah,” Cathy said.
The biggest troublemaker, and the hottest stud in Cathy’s class watched
the two young people talking.
Wayne had had a hard-on for Cathy all year. She had really grown up
over the summer, and seemed to develop more and more all through the
school year. She was a knock-out, the best-looking girl in class.
But she sure as shit wasn’t an easy lay.
He was sitting at a table in the cafeteria with Ron and Whitey.
Wayne turned to his two friends.
“I’m gonna get into Cathy’s pussy if it’s the last thing I do,” he
said.
“You sure about that?” Whitey asked.
“Yeah, why?” Wayne asked.
“Don’t you know about her brother?”
“What about him?”
“If Jimmy Jones ever catches you with his sister, or finds out that you
got to her, he’ll mop up the floor with you.”
“Bullshit!” Wayne retorted to Whitey.
“Whitey’s right,” Ron said, interfering. “If I were you, I’d chicken
out.”
“What in hell for? He can’t do anything to me.”
“Bullshit!” Ron retorted. “He’s the best wrestler and weight-lifter in
the whole school, and that includes the senior varsity guys,” Ron said.
“We’ll see about that,” Wayne said.
Cathy was dreaming on her way home from school. She wanted to get
fucked so bad, she was seriously thinking of seducing her brother that
very night. Her parents wouldn’t be home until after eleven o’clock.
Cathy almost cursed her brother out for going to basketball practice.
That took a lot of time away from her, time she would need to effect
her plan.
Walking a good ten feet behind her, unnoticed by the day-dreaming
luscious little nymphet was Wayne.
Wayne was the kind of guy who was always in trouble, and the brother of
a girl he had the hots for was not about to stop him in his full
pursuit of her cunt. He liked the idea of the risk he was taking.
His prick was throbbing with his lust. It was so big and heavy that it
almost burst through his pants.
They were nearing Cathy’s house. He had to get her, he said to himself.
He had to have her!
His steps quickened as Cathy approached the gate leading to her house.
Cathy noticed the footsteps behind her, finally, as Wayne approached.
As she came abreast of her house, she turned slightly, to see who was
trying to catch up with her.
Her breath choked in her throat. It was Wayne, the baddest, sexiest
stud in her class. He seemed to be approaching her, and Cathy couldn’t
understand it. Wayne had never seemed to know that she existed.
But he knew she existed know. Cathy sighted up and down the street, and
right now, she and he were the only persons on the quiet tree-lined
avenue. She decided to play it to the hilt.
Since her brother was a long shot, she might as well play Wayne to the
hilt. She needed to get her pussy stuffed, and she knew that Wayne had
a reputation for not taking no for an answer.
The very idea of it sent lustful shivers of anticipatory pleasure
coursing through her body.
“C-C-Cathy!” Wayne hollered, as he ran toward her.
“Why, Wayne Johnson! What a pleasant surprise!” Cathy drawled, trying
to make her voice as sexy as possible.
Wayne came abreast of her, and stood in front of her panting.
“How are you?” she asked, batting her eyelashes.
“I-I’m fine. How are you?”
“I’m very well, thank you. What brings you here?”
Wayne blushed. He wasn’t quite sure how to go about it, he knew a lot
of easy lays, and all he did was ask. But he didn’t want to appear too
crude to Cathy. For all he knew, she was a virgin, and the wrong move,
or too aggressive a move would turn her off.
“I, well, I’m having trouble with my biology. I was wondering if you
had an hour or so to help me out.”
Cathy’s pussy creamed, and her knees turned to jelly.
“Why, of course, Wayne,” she said.
She opened the gate, and walked toward the porch, Wayne following her.
Cathy made a point of swiveling her hips in the sexiest way she knew
how.
When the two of them were in the house, Cathy ushered Wayne into the
living room.
“Would you like to have a drink with me?” she asked, mimicking her
mother, who was an extremely gracious hostess.
“Well, I have to be home soon, but I guess it’s all right. Is anybody
else in?”
“No,” Cathy smiled. “My parents went out to a dinner dance, and Jimmy
won’t be home until late–very late! He has basketball practice.”
Cathy wanted it made very clear that Wayne had a clear field, for
whatever purpose he had in mind, and Cathy didn’t care what his purpose
was, as long as it was sexual!
“What do you want to drink?” Cathy asked, leaning against the door of
the living room, which led to the dining room, and through the dining
room to the kitchen. She leaned in profile, arching her body forward so
that Wayne could get a good look at her breasts, and her long, willowy
body. Her intention was to inflame him, and she did!
“Unh, Coke?”
“Sure, Wayne,” Cathy cooed. She walked out to the kitchen, and poured
two Cokes, and came back.
Wayne was sitting on the couch. Cathy sat beside him, very, very close
to him. She hiked her skirt up slightly, just enough to reveal about
half her thigh.
Her eyes veered in the direction of Wayne’s crotch, and she saw
something that pleased her enormously!
Wayne’s cock was very, very hard. It bulged against the fabric of his
jeans. Cathy had the urge to reach over and cover the glorious mound of
man meat with her soft palm.
She could hear Wayne breathing heavily.
“Cathy, can I ask you a question?”
“Sure,” Cathy said, hearing her voice squeak because her throat was so
dry. She took a sip of the coke.
“Can I–well, we haven’t really got to know each other. What I mean to
say is … well,” Wayne said, his throat sounding as if it were equally
dry, “can I …?”
“Can you what, Wayne?”
Cathy’s brother had insisted to her that men were turned off by
aggressive women. She wanted to kiss Wayne in the worst way! He was so
tall and handsome and good-looking.
He would do just as well as her brother, although Cathy wasn’t sure she
wanted to give up the idea of doing it with her brother.
Right now, her body was squirming on the couch. She felt the heat from
Wayne’s body, and his breath was puffing hotly on her face, which only
turned her on more.
She bit her tongue, waiting for him to ask her to fuck him. She was
sure that’s what he would do.
“Well, I want to thank you for the Coke!” Wayne said, picking it up off
the coffee table, and drinking it with thirsty gulps that Cathy could
hear.
Again, the sound turned her on, just like the heat from his body, the
bulge in his pants, and the sound of his breathing turned her on.
Cathy felt as if she were on fire. She wanted Wayne in the worst
possible way. She wanted Wayne so bad that her cunt ached.
As a matter of fact, Cathy’s cunt ached so badly, that she would have
taken anyone at that moment who had a cock which could pop her cherry!
“Oh, come off it, Wayne!” she exclaimed, getting irritated as her
nerves screamed for release from the tension which had built in her
young ardent body. Her pussy was creaming so badly, that her panties
were soaked clear through. The sticky fluid was coating the inner flesh
of her trembling thighs. She spread them slightly, trying to cool off
her cunt a little. She didn’t want to turn Wayne off.
“What do you mean?” Wayne asked, getting a little edgy himself.
“That’s not a question,” she said. She turned to him and gave him her
brightest smile, and sipped her Coke again, running her tongue sexily
over the rim of the glass.
“The Coke’s good, huh?” she said.
“Yeah,” Wayne said. “Best Coke I ever had.”
“Thank you,” Cathy said, squirming again.
Now her clitoris was jangling with some very hot emotions. Cathy was
afraid she would come before Wayne got around to popping the question–
and her cherry shortly thereafter.
Wayne was getting embarrassed by his hard-on. Cathy noticed that he
winced when he crossed his leg, trying to hide it.
“Oh, excuse me. I–I wanted to know if I could kiss you.”
Cathy feigned surprise, even though it was killing her, and looked at
him with her jaw slack.
“Oh!” Wayne exclaimed, seeing the look of astonishment. “I only meant
… only if you wanted to kiss me.”
“Why do you want to kiss me, Wayne?”
“Because you’re so pretty,” Wayne said, his voice getting guttural.
“I’ve been looking at you all year. You’re really … well …!”
Cathy saw his Adam’s apple move as he gulped again with nervousness.
With enormous calculation Cathy put her hand on Wayne’s knee.
“Well,” she said, looking down, fluttering her eye lashes, and trying
to act demure. “Well, if you want to!”
“Oh, I do!” Wayne said. His hand came out timidly and touched Cathy’s
dimpled knee. Cathy almost jumped when she felt Wayne’s hand on her
knee. She wanted to throw herself on him.
But she held back, remembering what her brother said.
Wayne kept his hand on her knee for what seemed to Cathy like hours.
She wanted him to reach out and kiss her, but Wayne seemed far from
ready to kiss her.
He sure acted shy for someone who was known as the class stud!
Maybe he just acted that way with strange girls. Maybe, Cathy thought,
she should take the ball in her own hands, and call the shots.
She looked up at him, and slowly leaned forward. She aimed for his
mouth, and then decided that maybe that wouldn’t be the right thing to
do–too brazen!
She kissed him slightly to the left of the corner of his mouth, softly.
The very touch of her lips on his inflamed her further.
Wayne’s mouth moved closer to Cathy’s, until his lips were about half
covering hers. Cathy liked the kiss, but that wasn’t all that she
wanted.
She felt Wayne’s hand begin to slip up from her knee, and caress her
thigh. She decided to follow suit.
She brought her hand up softly, until it was within inches of his
burgeoning cock. She could almost feel the heat of it, as she raised
her hand as close to his meat as she dared without actually touching
it.
“Oh, Cathy …” Wayne moaned, his voice trembling with passion.
“What?” Cathy asked, wanting him to get the messing around over with!
She had to have his cock.
“Can I …?”
“Can you what?”
“Can I touch you?”
“Oh, yes, Wayne, honey, touch me!” Cathy breathed.
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Very slowly, with maddening lack of haste, Wayne’s hand moved up over 2
Cathy’s thigh until she felt his hand cupping her muff. His touch was
so light that she could barely feel his hand, but the warmth from his
palm was devastating.
“Oh, Wayne,” she said, encouraging him, “that feels so good!”
“Oh, yes, Cathy,” Wayne responded. She felt his finger starting to rub
up and down over the soggy mess of her panties.
He looked at her, his eyes lust-bright.
“You–you …!” He gulped again.
“What, Wayne?” Cathy asked, her voice acquiring an edge of annoyance in
it.
“You can touch me if you want.”
She then felt his cock through his pants. It was big and hot and she
felt it throbbing. She couldn’t stand it one more minute. She didn’t
care what kind of a hussy he thought she was.
She had to touch his prick.
She pulled his zipper down. Then she reached in, and fumbled around.
Wayne gasped, and his hand tightened as it pressed against her muff.
She felt his fingers prying into her waist band. Then she felt the
erotic pleasure of his fingers against her bare wet pussy.
Cathy’s hand made contact with Wayne’s raging rod, and she gasped. It
seemed to be so thick and hard–thicker and harder than her father’s or
Jimmy’s.
She pulled it out of its cotton prison, and looked at it. It was big
all right, but it turned out to be not as big as Jimmy’s and her
father’s.
It was do or die for Cathy. She felt her need for cock build in her
body until she was shaking like a leaf.
Wayne was moaning and groaning furiously. He started to rub up and down
on her pussy furiously, and then his mouth sought hers again.
This time he stuck his tongue in her mouth. Cathy sucked on it, feeling
her pussy cream pour in thick warm streams from her very tight love
tunnel.
Taking the bull by the horns, she looked up at Wayne.
“Ohhh, I want you to stick that thing up my pussy. It’s been wanting a
dick for a long time, and now I’ve got my chance. Please, Wayne!”
Wayne gasped at the boldness of the girl. He appeared not to know
exactly what to do. But her words had the desired effect on his dick.
As Cathy held it in her soft, teenaged hand, she felt the throbbing in
it increase until it felt like a tom-tom against her flesh.
Cathy leaned backward. Wayne leaned forward, trying to keep contact
with her lush, hot body. She threw one leg up on the sofa, leaving her
twat more open to the stimulation of Wayne’s hand, still dabbling in
her pussy.
She pushed his pecker against her soggy pants, and Wayne grunted.
“You gotta take them off!” he gasped.
“What?”
“You gotta take your panties off!”
“Oh, I forgot. See how excited you made me?”
Cathy arched her hips upward, while Wayne inserted his fingers into the
waistband of her panties, and then pulled them off.
Cathy pushed her skirt up around her waist.
“Ohhh,” Wayne moaned, “you have such a beautiful pussy.”
Cathy was just about ready to scream. She wanted his prick in her so
badly, that she would have willingly foregone the foreplay.
But Wayne seemed determined to frustrate her to the point of sanity.
Maybe the other girls liked this kind of messing around, but Cathy
decided she didn’t! She was too hot and horny. She could have dispensed
with everything but Wayne’s sticking his big cock in her cunt.