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A work of fiction to be enjoyed by Adults. Strong sexual content.
Every once in awhile I take the time to ponder upon my past.
When I was young I was shy, especially around girls. I am not that
way anymore, I am more bold, but when you realize that half your life
may be gone, I am 40 now, then I suppose you don't want to waste what
you have left. Anyway, this is the story about how I lost my
virginity in high school.
I attended a high school in a medium size city of 17,000 in
the midwest. The school had 9th grade through 12th grade classes.
There were somewhere in the neighborhood of 800 to 1000 students in
all four grades in this school. I was a part of a clique of friends
who never participated in sports, well a couple of my friends did play
football, but mostly we liked to work on cars and race them on
weekends on rural roads. We considered baseball, basketball, theatre,
everything except football to be sissy sports, included in that was
being a member of the National Honor Society or any other high
academic achievment club, that alone tells you a lot about my friends
and I. I had a secret passion that I kept hid from my friends, I like
to draw. My mother called me "gifted." I could draw cartoons,
animate objects as well as people. I could draw exact likenesses of
people. Dad told me that someday people would pay money for my
drawings, but I would probably have to get a "real job" also! I am an
artist today.
One summer morning, just after my freshman year of high school
and before I acquired my driver's license, I had ridden my 10 speed
bicycle down to the park. Liberty park had a beautiful duck and
fishing pond that had bridges leading to an island in the center where
lovers hung out. I parked my bike and took my pencils and paper out
of a knapsack, sat down beside a tree and began to draw the pond as
well as the surrounding landscape and a few early morning people who
were milling around. I must've drawn for a couple of hours, I could
easily lose myself in my drawing, when she spoke behind me, "Wow, that
is great!" My pencil tip scraped across the almost finished drawing
of the pond as I jumped. Melissa knelt down and said, "I'm so sorry
Jim, I didn't mean to startle you. Can you fix it?" Referring to the
pencil mark across the picture. "Yes, that's no problem," I assured
her. She was close enough for me to smell the freshness of her
clothes and body, which smelled like spring flowers.
Melissa was two grades ahead of me in school, the coming Fall
she would be a Senior. I knew her by name only. We had a class
together this past Spring semester. Melissa was one of the Varsity
cheerleaders, all around sports jock, dated the best looking and best
athletics guys her age. I had even heard she had dated a college man
for awhile, which really impressed underclassmen. I guessed her
height to be 5'8" or 5'9", she was a volleyball and basketball player.
You know the type. She had long golden blonde hair that hung straight
down her back, deep blue eyes, and a copper tan. Me, by comparison,
was nothing. I introduced myself to her because I was no one she
would be drawn to or even notice. I was 5'10" going toward an
eventual 6'0". My weight in high school fluctuated between 200 and
240 pounds, fat by some people's standards.
"You draw really, REALLY well! How do you do that!? She
exclaimed. Before I could stop her she picked up my drawing book from
the ground and started flipping pages and marveled at some of the
drawings. There were apples, trees, dogs, nature scenes, deer, and a
few people. One particular page that she paused on for a few seconds
was a drawing I did the week before, a nude man and woman lying down
facing each other. He was rather muscular with a flaccid cock that
hung down to the ground with just a faint showing of his testicles,
the woman's breast were sagging toward the ground also with just the
faintest labia line visible through her pubic hair. "Who are these
two people?" She asked. "Just a picture I recreated that I saw in a
Playboy magazine." I responded blushing. Without looking up from the
picture she asked, "Would you draw me?" Before putting my thinking
cap on I blurted out, "NUDE?" She looked up slowly at me, with her
head cocked and said sarcastically with a sly smile, "Don't you wish!?
You are a naughty boy!" I felt the blood rush to my face and was sure
that it was completely red. We arranged a time to meet the following
morning and as she prepared to get on her bicycle I said, "Think about
how you want the picture and wear clothes accordingly and also the
back drop of where you want me to draw you." "Okay," she said
pleasantly as she rode off, "Don't forget, tomorrow morning!"
That night I dreamed about Melissa Warns, all sorts of lewd
dreams. The next morning, I packed my pencils, paper, sketching
board, and erasers in my knapsack and left for the park. I was near
the same tree, when I saw her turn into the park's drive, this day she
was driving. "Damn, she has someone with her!" I thought to myself
noticing the second head in the car. She pulled up to where I was
standing and said, "Are you all ready?" Her friend, who was also a
fox, pulled the seat back up to allow me access to the backseat and we
took off. "I brought my cousin, Jennifer, today. Her family came in
last night from Nebraska to stay a week. She is going to be a Junior
next year at her school. I hope it's all right!" She explained.
"All right by me!" I replied, still hoping to get lucky and see some
teen snatch. "Where we going?" I asked. "To the farm," Melissa
replied. Jennifer giggled.
We must have went 20 miles from town before she took a turn
off that looked more like a logging road than a drive. We bounced for
another mile before she stopped the car at a large barn with a flowing
crick nearby. "I figured we could work awhile and then go for a swim
if it gets to hot." Melissa exclaimed. Again, cousin Jennifer
giggled. I damn near died when I realized what Melissa was wearing,
white jean cutoffs, white & red checkered shirt with the tails tied at
her navel, and sandals. She had her hair in ponytails. It was the
first time I had a chance to look at cousin Jennifer. She was quite a
bit shorter than Melissa, perhaps 5'2" or 5'3" tall and weighed
probably 100 pounds soaking wet. She had short dark hair and a nice
tan of her own. She had worn faded blue cutoffs and a white tube top.
She obviously didn't have on a bra because she jiggled a lot. She was
much bigger in the boob department than Melissa.
"This is our grandfather's farm and I decided to do a "country
girl scene, maybe we can work Jen in too." Melissa said excitedly.
"Ok, I didn't bring any colored pencils with me but I can pencil in
color later if you want." I responded trying to sound professional
and trying to keep my cock from paying to much attention to the
"country girls."
Melissa led the way in the barn, it was pretty much like other
barns. She led us to the second floor where square hay bales were
stacked. She sat down on one of the bales and from her knapsack
produced a bottle of liquor on which she took a straight long swallow
and then handed the bottle to Jennifer who followed suit. She in turn
offered it to me, I turned it down saying it would impair my ability
to draw. They both giggled. I turned my back to them to ready my
pencils and paper. When I turned back around, Melissa was lighting a
joint. "Shit, little miss Popular smokes dope!" I thought to myself.
I turned the joint down and let Melissa and Jennifer share the j. It
didn't take the barn loft long to smell like a party house after that.
"Okay, how do you want to pose?" I asked the girls who were
clearly enjoying their buzz. "You set us up and we'll do what you
want!" Jennifer said and then turned red and giggled. I thought about
saying, first you have to suck my cock until I spray cum all over your
pretty bitch face but I said, "Okay." I looked at them and the set up
for a long time before directing them on how I wanted them. I took a
water bottle out of my bag and walked over to the girls and directed
them to cock their heads up and close their eyes. "Cock?" Melissa
said and giggled. "I am going to wet your face and chest to make it
look like you've been sweating." "Oh." She responded with a beet red
face. She did as I directed and I threw water on her face, hair, and
chest to make her glisten like she'd been sweating. "What about me?"
Jennifer asked as I started walking back to my easel. "Oh yeah,
Uh...Ok." I directed her to do the same and splashed water on her
face, shoulders, hair, and chest. I directed them both on how to sit
and how to face me as I put my pencils to work. The barn was getting
hot as the morning sun started hitting the barn's roof. "Damn, it's
getting hot in here," Melissa sighed as real sweat broke out on her
beautiful body. "Stay still, that's the effect we want!" I exclaimed.
They drained the pint of bourbon while I continued drawing, it was
obvious the liquor was firmly in control. "Melissa, cock your head
back up to the right!" I directed her. "Cock!?" She responded. My
cock now filled my shorts in a semi-erection. This embarrassed me a
great deal but I couldn't control it.
"Cock?" Jennifer asked, "I like cock..." The girls were
becoming very risque. Suddenly Jennifer sat upright and peeled her
tube top off and apologized, "I'm sorry but it's hotter than hell in
here!" Melissa giggled and said, "Oops, no bra."
These were the first real life boobs I had ever seen except
for an occasional accidental glimpse of my mom's. They were
beautiful. Her tit's were cantelope size and she had hard nipples in
the middle of pink areolas. Jennifer cupped her hands under her tits
and kneaded them and tweaked her nipples a couple of times. "Let's
take a break," Melissa said her eyes glued on cousin Jennifer's tits.
She stood up stretched her long legs by doing a couple of floor
touches and suddenly she took off her shirt revealing a pretty little
red bra. Jennifer came over to her and said, "Come on, off with the
bra too, bitch!" I just watched the two drunk and high girls from
where I was seated. Actually I didn't know what to do. Jennifer
unsnapped Melissa's bra and let if fall to the barn's floor.
Melissa's tits weren't as big as Jennifer's but they were beautiful.
Melissa had orange size tits with long nipples. After Melissa's top
and bra were taken off, Jennifer did not move back from her. She
stepped closer until their bodies were mashed together. Sixteen year
old Jennifer was firmly the one in control here. She only stepped
back enough to unbutton Melissa's cutoffs and pressed the palm of her
hand against the 17 year old's flat stomach and ran her hand down into
her shorts, making Melissa moan. She then glanced over at me and
said, "I could use a little help here with this bitch."
That's all I needed to hear and I jumped over my easel and
positioned myself behind Melissa who was having her pussy played with
by Jennifer. I pulled Melissa's cutoffs down her legs only to
discover she wasn't wearing any panties. I didn't know what I was
doing but was excited none the less. I slipped my shorts and briefs
down with one hand while the other joined Jennifer's hand down at
Melissa's pussy. My 15 year old 8 inch cock jabbed into Melissa's
buttocks. Melissa reached around and grabbed my cock and groaned.
She began pumping my cock back and forth with her hand, making me
moan. "Down on your hands and knees, bitch!" Jennifer commanded
Melissa. Melissa did so obediently. "Nice cock, Jim!" Jennifer
stated, "That will make this bitch moan and groan for us." I knelt on
my knees between Melissa's legs, my cock twitched and jumped as I
moved forward toward her. Jennifer peeled her own shorts off and
moved closer to Melissa demanding, "Eat me, whore!" Melissa took to
the task immediately. "Do her, Jim, do her!" Jennifer moaned while
Melissa licked her. My virginity was about to be a thing of the past,
I position my cock toward her labia and pushed in until it fully
disappeared and my hips were pressed against her flesh. I let nature
take it's course and began pounding my cock in and out of the
beautiful cheerleader. She thrashed around and moaned as I pounded in
and out of her. It didn't take long for me to spew my load deep
within the girl.
"Me next!" Jennifer said as rolled Melissa over on her back,
she laid down in a sixty nine position on top of Melissa, digging her
tongue in and out of Melissa's pussy. I was amiss at what to do next,
my cock still hard as a rock. "Jim, fuck me now!" Jennifer shouted.
I straddled Melissa's head and positioned my cock toward Jen's pussy
and pushed in. I fucked her for several minutes in this position. I
slapped Jen's ass several times in the course of the fucking. When I
felt Melissa take my hanging testicles in her mouth and roll them with
her tongue, I could not hold back any longer and grabbed Jen's
shoulders and pulled her back hard against me and dumped my second
load into Jennifer. Then we all collapsed together and rolled onto
our sides. As we lay there catching our breath, I played with
Jennifer's tits, kneading them and tweaking her nipples. Jennifer
cocked her head backwards and said, "damn that was good!"
Well needless to say I didn't get to finish the drawing, but
then again I didn't care. After arriving home and for the next
several days I drew from memory and put the drawings in a secret cache
I had at home.
Part Two: Jen, Melissa and Me.
Jennifer ended up staying most of the summer with Melissa and
her family. We got together almost every week for our little orgies.
Several times, Jennifer and I got it on without Melissa but never
admitted it to her. Jennifer was one drop dead gorgeous girl who
loved to fuck. Jennifer shared that Melissa was very jealous of
her, not me, but of her!
One of my friends had gotten his driver's license before
school started, so that first day of school we went in his car! In
two more months, I would be tooling around in my own car which at the
moment was collecting dust in our backyard.
Most of the students were already gathering in the school yard
in cliques. Melissa and her friends were nearest the building. I
smiled as I watched the prim and proper Honor Roll president
interacting with her friends.
"Boy, I'd like to get some of that puss!" One of my friends
said as we followed his eyes to Melissa. "It's pretty good!" I
responded. They all laughed and said, "Yeah, like she would even look
at you!" I smiled and laughed with them. "Hey Jim, you're looking
good, whatchyou weigh now?" One of my buds asked. "Ummm...I lost 30
pounds in the summer, went from 220 to 190!" I retorted. . Four of
the six guys who were standing in our group suddenly became motionless
as Jennifer walked up behind me. She was wearing Levi faded blue
jeans, sandals allowing her red toenail polish to be exposed, and a
sleeveless white cotton blouse. Her summer tan really stood out
against her white blouse. "Hey there, stud..." She said as she walked
in the midst of our circle. She flipped my chest with her finger,
"I'll be looking after you, stud, this year!" And she continued
walking toward Melissa and her group of friends. I must've blushed
deep down because one of my friends said, "No way, no way! Nah, I
don't believe this....!" The rest just stared at me waiting for a
word. Just as I started to speak the first bell sounded. We turned
toward the door and began milling in, "gonna have a ggggoooodddd
year!" I said quietly. My friends just shook their heads still in
disbelief.
Lunch was pretty boring back then, although unlike a lot of
schools today, we could actually leave campus. My friends and I were
hanging out near the rec field watching the freshman gym class play
softball when Jennifer walked up to where we were and nudged a friend
of mine aside in order she could stand next to me. "How's it going?"
She asked. "Great! What are you doing here, I thought you were going
back to Nebraska!" I asked. "My family moved here from Nebraska last
week, dad asked for a transfer and they gave it to him, so here we
are! Why? Aren't you happy about it!?" She asked giving me a wink.
"Oh yeah, real happy!" I responded. "Where do you normally eat?" She
asked as my friends pressed around us listened. "You see that red
Monza over there," she said motioning behind us to the student parking
lot. "Yeah," I responded looking over my shoulder. "That's my
car..." Jennifer said. "Really, how about a ride?" I asked, secretly
hoping for a blowjob lunch. "Come on..." She said taking my hand. My
friends were just shaking their heads in wonder as I brought our
clasped hands over her head and around her shoulder and walked toward
her car.
"What are you looking at Mel?" Kristen asked Melissa as she
looked out the 3rd floor window. "Nothing...." She answered while her
eyes followed Jim and Jennifer. Inside she felt anger begin to burn!
"Isn't that your cousin, Jennifer, with...with...uh....JIM PULPIT!!"
Kristen exclaimed. "Yes," Melissa answered through clinched teeth,
"Yes it is!" "How did she meet him!?" Kristen asked before the
teacher came over and directed them back to their science table.
"Now what were you thinking about for lunch, Jim?" Jen asked
slyly. "Well...I was thinking perhaps we could...uh..." I stuttered,
as Jen pulled over on a side street and parked. She reached over and
unzipped my jeans and took out my hardening cock and engulfed me in
her mouth. Having not seen Jen or Mel for two weeks, it didn't take
me long to cum, Jen swallowed every bit and smacked her lips and said,
"Yum, yum!" I leaned over and gave her a long deep passionate kiss.
As she started the car I said, "You know Melissa is going to have a
real hard time with our relationship, don't you?" "Ah, that's her
problem!" She responded as she dabbed lip gloss on and drove away.
I walked into typing 101 a few minutes after the bell had
sounded, "Mr. Pulpit, don't be habitually late this semester," the
typing teacher scolded me. Jerry leaned over and asked, "What did you
have for lunch, man?" I couldn't help but give him a shit eating grin
and replied, "Jen ate and I watched." He glared at me for a bit
before turning away.
"Jennifer, oh Jennifer?" Kristen called to Jennifer as she
walked down the hall after the final class bell had sounded. Turning
Jen greeted Kristen. "Cheerleading tryouts are Friday, think you can
come and try out for the squad?" Kristen said gleefully. "Well, I
don't know. Melissa may not.." Jen began. "Oh, it was Mel who told
us you were a cheerleader at your former high school and a gymnast
too! She wants you to try out." Kristen assured her. "Okay, I'll
come!" Jennifer replied.
"AND JUST WHERE DIDYOU AND JIM GO FOR LUNCH TODAY?" Melissa
demanded of Jennifer. "We just drove around, Mel, don't be jealous!"
Jen cooed. "YOU KNOW THAT OUR RELATIONSHIP WITH JIM IS A SECRET AS
FAR AS I'M CONCERNED!" Mel continued. Jennifer looked at her and
said, "and as far as I'm concerned, MY relationship with him is going
to be public and private. I'm not afraid to like Jim in public!"
"Ummph...You coming to cheerleading tryouts, we really need a
tumbler!?" Mel asked changing the subject. "I promised Kristen I
would." Jen replied.
I hung out less and less with my friends on weekends and more
with Jennifer. Melissa joined us a few times but she had taken up
with a Darth Vader type, I believe he was a three sport man, baseball,
football, and basketball. Jennifer made the cheerleading squad with
no problem and on Fridays it was a pleasure to see her in the black
and gold Tiger cheerleading uniform. I also enjoyed going to pep
rallies much more because Jen always did her flips and tumbling
routines. I tried not to be jealous as the jocks pursued her, but she
assured me that I had nothing to worry about!
I let Jennifer have a long leash, giving her freedom to do
what she wanted and to be with who she wanted, to my big surprise she
didn't give me a long leash and would give the girls a stern look when
she would catch them talking to me. Under her (literally) personal
training my body developed quite nicely. We would go on runs, bike
riding, and even work out with light weights together. The girls of
my class were starting to take notice as my Sophomore year progressed.
I had a couple of classes with her, I was always impressed
with how intelligent she was. I didn't have any classes with Mel,
since she was a Senior.
Our Homecoming dance was fast approaching when the fox of my
class approached me. My friends were with me once again. Lisa, ooh,
Lisa, walked over to where we were talking and asked, "Jim would you
go to the Prom with me!?" My friends couldn't believe what was
happening to me. Jack, the stud of the group, couldn't understand
what the women saw in me. Jerry's mouth dropped open when Lisa said,
"I promise you'll have a gooood time!" Jennifer came up behind Lisa
and said, "He has a date, me!" "Oh, oh, I apologize I didn't know..."
Lisa whispered.
"Bitch!" Jen breathed and took my hand and led me away. I turned back
to my friends shaking my head as if saying, "I don't know what's
happening!!!" "She's a slut, Jim!" Jen whispered as we walked away.
But the thought of me hooking up with Lisa intrigued me, she had been
one of the foxes in our class all the way through elementary and
junior high school and had developed quite nicely.
The Homecoming dance was in the park's gymnasium. That night,
after the game, which we lost, I picked Jen up and took her home to
get ready. "Where's your folks, Jen!?" I said as she turned on the
lights. "They are over at Melissa's playing cards with some other
people. "Oh." I responded. Jen led me up the stairs to her bedroom.
I sat on her bed and checked out her room, the usual posters, some
trophies and achievement awards were on the walls, lots of teddy bears
and knick knacks were scattered around. Jen, non-chalantly, stripped
out of her cheerleading outfit and under garments and went into the
bathroom and started the shower. Nude, she bounded out of the
bathroom and jumped on me and straddled her naked body across me. "Do
you love me?" She asked as she laid down on top of me and started
kissing my mouth and neck. "Yes, very much!" I lied out of lust.
Then she sat up and scooted her body down until her muff was my beard
and said, "then eat me!" I grabbed her hips and plunged my velveteen
tongue into her pussy sending a shiver down her spine. I reached up
and kneaded her melon size breasts, tweaking the nipples making them
stand up like little soldiers. Once again she shivered and then
twirled off me and went back into the bathroom to take a shower. A
few minutes later she returned drying her body with a large terry bath
towel. "All nice and fresh." She said more to herself than to me. I
enjoyed watching her dress. My cock sprung to attention as she slid
into her satiny Midnight blue evening dress with spaghetti straps.
"Are you going to put any panties or bra on?" I asked. "Pffftt," she
responded. "NO WAY! The dress is long enough to shield me and anyway
I want to look hot for you. Jen didn't need much in the way of
makeup, she was beautiful without any although she put on a little.
She curled her dark short hair and said, "almost ready!" And turned
around.
"Not quite yet you aren't!" She looked at me and pouted her
lips and said, "what did I forget?" "This," I responded, as I pulled
my cock out of my jeans. "Oh, yes! How could I forget!" She
laughed. She started to kneel and I whirled her around and pulled her
dress up, about a load to carry around with you. "Oh, you naughty
boy!" She meowed. I laid down on her bed and she bunched her dress up
to her waist and sat down on me, sinking my hardness into her. "Aah,
that feels good!" She said. Several minutes later I scrunched her
hard down on me and dumped a load of pearls into her jewel box. She
cleaned me up with her mouth and we drove to the dance.
I dated Jennifer through my Sophomore and Junior years of High
School until she graduated and went to college in the East. We must
have screwed 1000 times or more in those two years, she taught me lots
about women and told me to behave and thanked me for the memories. I
sent her off in grand fashion with a load in each orifice.
I seldom saw Melissa again after she graduated, I heard she
was married to a prospective professional baseball star that fizzled
during college and ended up an abusive drunk.
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