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Sam Dailes -- Chapter 2, from Otzchiim@aol.com Codes are high school, cons
Official Virgin
Sam Dailes had been going with Irene Reed for a year, more or less, most
of his sophomore year of high school. They had been fooling around some, but
he hadn't gotten any further than the waistline with her in that time. By this
time he figured that Irene just wasn't going to put out for anybody, at least
not at this point. He had hoped that Francine would pick him up again, but she
hadn't, and in fact she never did.
Katherine Fitzroy was going with Dave Curdie, on the football team, about
that time, but they saw each other at school and at a lot of the same parties.
One night in July, just before the junior year, the four of them ended up in a
diner together just before going home. Dave and Irene went off to the bathroom
at the same time, and Katherine leaned over to Sam and said in a low voice:
"Dave is really good at sex, but he's not much to talk to before and
after. All he talks about are the last football game and the next one. You
are taller than he is, and I bet you are bigger than him in the right place --
though he's all right! How about giving me a chance to find out?"
Sam looked at her and glanced down at her breasts, smelling the perfume she
had put on them. She could guess what he was thinking. "That's an offer I
would hate to turn down. I don't know, though, Katherine. The idea sounds
good, but I don't want to break up with Irene, and I sure as hell don't want
Dave Curdie mad at me. He could probably put me in the hospital."
"Oh, I think we can work it, Sam. We just get our stories straight and
make sure to stick to the official version, not the truth. I'll tell him that
I have to stay in and study some weekend night, and tell my parents that you
and Irene and Dave and I are double-dating, so nobody thinks anything of you
picking me up. You do the same with Irene and your parents... No problem. We
can go off to a motel and spend a few hours wearing out the bed. God, I'm
getting hot just thinking about it! It's too late now to get Dave to do me
tonight, I'll have to masturbate when I get home. Here they come back now!"
It was a good thing it was cool that night. Having a coat on was the only
way Sam could get out the door without having everybody see his erection.
Katherine saw it, but she was looking for it, and she told him later that she
thought about it that night until she brought herself to orgasm.
Sam talked to Katherine Fitzroy a few days later and they picked a Friday
night in three weeks to get together. He felt a little guilty about lying to
Irene and telling her he was staying home that night. Having sex with
somebody else while he was dating her maybe should have bothered him more, but
it didn't. On the other hand, he hadn't really been getting anywhere with
trying to pump Irene.
He didn't exactly lie to his parents; he just said he was going out on a
date. He didn't know how Katherine felt about lying to Dave or to her parents,
but as it happened it didn't bother her at all. That's the sort of girl she
was, as Sam gradually found out.
What he also found out in time was that his and Katherine's scheme
provided an opportunity for some other arrangements to go into motion.
Then a week before the day that Katherine Fitzroy and Sam Dailes were
planning to go off and screw, their plans changed for the better. His father
told him that he and Sam's mother were taking his brothers off to see Aunt
Miriam's new baby, but since Sam had a Saturday job there was no reason for him
to break the date and go. He would have the house to himself, and his room had
a double bed in it.
Sam called Katherine to tell her this, and he found out that she was just
about to call to say that her parents were going to be out in the country that
night, and they weren't going to start back until the morning.
They thought of staying at her house, but she said to him: "Using your
place is better. My neighbors might talk more about your car being parked here
until late, or all night. Yours might not even notice me going in. This way
my parents will see you pick me up, so we can stick to the official version.
"Speaking of sticking, I wish you were here in my bedroom with me now so
you could stick it in! I really want you to put your big fat sausage all the
way up inside of me and bop me so hard I come every time you move. Oh, I want
you so much!"
Katherine was on the extension in her bedroom and he was sure she knew
that the only phone in his house was downstairs in his living room. This put
him at a disadvantage in replying, but Sam spoke in a low tone and hoped that
nobody would overhear.
"I want to give you what you want. I want to take your clothes off and
put my hands on your breasts and twist the tips with my fingers. I want to
open you up with my hands and fill you up with something else."
They got a feedback going that made it really hard to hang up, and got Sam
really hard and in a daze for a long time. She had begun masturbating and
moaning into the phone almost from the moment she heard his voice, and
Katherine let him hear her go all the way before she hung up with: "I'll see
you Friday." He was glad that nobody walked by them and saw the way his pants
were sticking out.
But although he fought against it, Sam kept envisioning having a remarkably
responsive Katherine with him on the wide mattress in his bedroom. He imagined
what it would be like to make love to Katherine Fitzroy, imagined tasting her
golden skin--her throat, her shoulders, her large firm breasts. He pictured
himself drawing slow, aching circles over that firm, supple flesh; he could
practically hear her soft sighs, her throaty moans.
Her hair would tumble over her bare shoulders, her breasts would fit
perfectly into his palms. Slowly, drawing out the pleasure, his lips would
follow the trail his hands had blazed, her rosy nipples would pebble like dark
berries beneath the erotic onslaught of his teeth, his tongue, and as he licked
on the sensitive flesh, he would feel it becoming hard and erect as she grew
more and more excited. Her supple body would be warm and welcoming; her arms
and legs would wrap around him, urging him into her warm silken sheath. She'd
say his name over and over, in soft, ragged whispers, begging Sam to take her.
He closed his eyes, picturing her as she'd appear, her golden flesh
gleaming in the glow of the orange street-light, while a soft rain streamed
down the foggy windowpane of his window. Her soft lips, bruised a dark dusky
rose from shared kisses, would be parted, and her doe brown eyes would open
wide in feminine wonder as he filled her totally. The aching deepened as he
imagined slipping between her silken thighs, entering the welcoming warmth of
her body with a single thrust. Their lovemaking would be slow and sensual and
go on and on until finally, hours later, they would both be too exhausted and
too satiated to move.
"Dammit." Sam groaned and, shifting painfully on the couch, adjusted the
cotton briefs that were suddenly too tight for comfort.
The Friday night finally came. Sam picked Katherine up and they went to a
restaurant a ways out of town; they didn't want anybody they knew to see them
and louse up the official version they were putting out about that night. The
food in that place is generally good, but Sam didn't know about that night. He
really had no idea; Katherine kept looking over at him and making little
tongue-darts and sucking noises with her food and trying to ruin his
concentration.
"Sam, these grapes taste so sweet, but I bet you have something that would
taste just as good in my mouth and fill it up a lot more," she said. "And they
have big portions here, so I can stuff myself here and then work it off later
when you stuff me with the big portion you've got between your legs!"
Sam was glad business was slow for the restaurant because some of those
things she said would get them arrested if anybody heard them. At least, they
would get them thrown out.
"Katherine, I want very much to go to bed with you, but I still feel wrong
about lying like this to do it. Thinking up and sticking to this `official
version' bothers me."
"You better get used to it, Sam, because nobody tells the truth in this
world. The best you can hope for is to lie by not saying anything, like you
did with your parents. You've got to do that much to get anywhere. I mean,
look, you and I and Irene and Dave, and just about everybody we know, our
parents think that we're all sweet and innocent. According to the official
version, we're all official virgins, but none of us are!"
"Well.. I guess you're right, Terry." Actually, he felt she went too far;
Irene was a virgin, he thought to himself.
They finished dinner and went back down the highway. As it happened, the
way they took back would take them by the hotel they would have been in if his
bedroom were not available for their fun.
They got stopped at a long light at an intersection. Katherine looked out
the window at a gas station and pointed out Dave Curdie's car to Sam. When he
looked over, he clearly saw Irene leave the bathroom in the station and get
into Dave's car. The car went into the cross-traffic and turned left to go
down the road ahead. The light changed and they followed the car close enough
to see it turn in at the motel they had originally planned to visit. Katherine
and Sam glanced at each other, and he suddenly felt his last lingering doubts
drop away. He said: "I guess they have their own official version."
After they parked, Sam unlocked the front door and held it open for
Katherine. He put some music on, then realized that there was no reason to.
There was no need to set a mood, because they were both as much in the mood for
love as was possible. Or sex, anyway.
He took Katherine's body in his arms and pressed it close while he started
kissing her. Their tongues touched while Sam ran his hands over her curves.
She had not put on a bra that night, and her rather large breasts were very
sensitive to his touches. Her hand came around to his front soon and cupped
his erection, then she moved her hand up and down, squeezing.
"That feels so big and long and hard, and just the sort of thing I want,"
she said. "Why should we wait any more?"
They looked at each other and moved toward the stairs together, arms
around each other. They just let the stereo play and shut itself off at the
end of the record.
They stood together in his room and Katherine opened the buttons on his
shirt and cast it to the side. She leaned down and ran her tongue over his
chest hair and his nipples. Sam had never had a girl do that before, and it
gave him kind of a chill that made him hotter, if that makes sense. Well, this
was biology, not physics.
Sam took off her blouse. Her nipples were big and hard already, and they
were even more sensitive now that they were exposed to the air and his hands
touched them directly. Her breathing got faster and ragged.
"God, I thought I was horny before, but I swear that you're making it
worse! Oh, yes, twist the nipples like that! Draw them out! Oooh!"
Katherine reached for his belt soon and opened his pants and dropped them.
After Sam stepped out of them, he pulled down the zipper on her skirt and they
stood with only their hips covered. When he kissed her again and held her to
him, she ground herself against his erection and moved up and down.
When they broke apart, he sat on the bed to kick his loafers off and
remove his socks. About two years before, his younger brothers finally got
rooms of their own, and Sam was moved into the one they had shared. This meant
his double bed now mattered for the first time, and Sam wanted to spread
Katherine all over it.
Katherine leaned one hand on the dresser to take her shoes off, and said
"Don't take your underwear off. I'll do that. I want to look at you up close
to see if you are as big as you feel."
When she did, she ran her hand down the shaft, pulling gently and
murmured, "Irene had to settle for second-best tonight. I'd even say that she
got the short end of the stick."
Her voice had gotten husky with desire. It should have, since Sam was so
horny himself his vision was fogging.
Then Katherine stood in front of him and without using any words she
invited him to remove her panties. When Sam got them down to her knees, he
leaned forward and he stuck his tongue into the curls of her pubic hair. He
discovered then that the perfume she had put on her breasts, and that she wore
that night in the diner a month ago, had also been applied here.
At this angle, he couldn't go far enough while she was standing to reach
very much. But he could tell that Katherine was wet for him, and she pulled
his head forward and opened her legs slightly to let him get a little further
in. Once her panties were completely off, he moved onto the bed and she lay
back also and stripped her stockings off.
She leaned over Sam, now naked, and she put out her hand to cup his
erection again. She tugged on his shorts and then pulled them down. When his
erection was bared Katherine stood it straight up and perpendicular to his body
and she touched it with her tongue, in the little crease at the tip. She took
a little of his penis into her mouth, then more and more of it until she was
bobbing her head quickly and going down almost to his testicles. She pulled
her head off at times to lick along the sides of the shaft and around the head,
then she grinned at Sam and quickly moved back on top.
"Kathy, I think you better slow down with that. The way you are going, I
won't last very long," Sam said.
And he wanted this to last much longer. Sam hadn't had much practical
experience with women, but he had read all he could about sex and he knew the
real problem teenage boys faced was finishing too fast, long before the girls
got well started. He wanted to try his reading on Katherine to stretch things
out and bring them off together.
Katherine slid up beside him now and motioned down with her hand. Sam
was very willing to go down there; in fact he had planned on it.
He lay between Katherine's legs and put the tip of his tongue to her outer
lips. When he ran it around them, her breath quickened. She started gasping
when Sam moved his tongue and lips up and down and began to dart inside.
She had enough breath to say what she thought of his actions. "Oh,
Jesus, I've been dreaming about you doing this. It's been such a long time! I
can't get Dave to do this, he says it doesn't sound right." In fact she had
never had it done, but she wanted to sound impossibly worldly.
He decided not to stop and reply to her, but to put his mouth to better
use.
After a while he brought his knees up and under him to kneel before her
and Sam lifted her hips off the bed for a better angle to get his tongue deep
into her. It was wilder and more intense this way and Katherine went into
orgasm.
"God, I never heard of this, it's wonderful! Uh! Uh! UH!"
She rested for a few moments after this, running her hand over his shaft
to maintain his interest.
"I'm, I'm ready now. I feel like I want you to do it forever," Katherine
gasped. And she moved her legs apart.
Sam dropped one foot to the floor and moved one of her legs straight out,
90 degrees from the one beside his other leg, so that she was stretched very
wide. At the first contact Katherine's body went taut in reflex, but he slid
into her a little, then went all the way after a couple of strokes.
Soon he fell into a rhythm, standing and rolling his hips into her, and
Katherine held his rear with her hands. They gasped at the same time and Sam
added more force to his thrusts.
"Well, Terry," he said with a smile, "Am I bopping you as hard as you
wanted?"
"Oh, yes, yes! Keep doing it!"
They built slowly, and after a while Sam moved fully onto the bed and he
re-entered her. This time he moved her legs wide apart and lifted her hips
slightly, holding Katherine by her behind. Sam could tell by the way she
acted that her pleasure was very intense at this angle.
"The way you are coming up from under like that, I think you are going
further into me than anybody ever has," she told him.
"I read about it in a book, but you can't feel the difference in a car or
on a blanket, just on a real bed." The first part was true, the rest was blue
sky.
The motion of her hips matched the motion of his perfectly, and it seemed
to Sam that the spurts of his semen, when they climaxed together, were also
perfectly in time. It was all so perfect that her over-wrought nerves gave and
Katherine shrieked at the moment of orgasm.
Later that night, she woke Sam by putting her mouth over his penis and
using her tongue to arouse him in both ways at once. Katherine told him that
this time she wanted to keep going to the end. She licked and sucked
enthusiastically, with her blonde hair bobbing again, lashing her hair on his
stomach, and when he finally exploded it was deep into her throat.
Sam caressed her body after this, working his way to her breasts to tweak
and twist her nipples. When he went down between her legs he brought Katherine
to a climax that made him want to drill her again. But it was too soon and he
wasn't capable of it at the moment, even at sixteen.
They got dressed, and he drove her home, letting her off at her house at
about 4:30 in the morning. When Katherine opened her front door, she turned
and waved at him.
They both knew that they were not really the right sort to stay together,
but this night was fun while it lasted. God, was it!
--
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