Wendy Barnes - A thing for panties

Ken and Todd were looking at pictures in Playboy. Todd opened to the centerfold.

"Look at that," he smiled, "it sure looks like good eating."

Ken agreed with him. However, when he turned a couple more pages he came to a beautiful blonde model who was wearing sheer panties and he realized this excited him even more. Todd turned the page but Ken told him to turn back to it.

"I'm looking for the naked chicks," Todd explained. "I like my girls bare-ass naked."

Ken shook his head.

"I don't know why it is," he explained to his friend, "but when I see a girl with panties on it gets me more worked up than if she's completely naked."

Todd looked at him strangely.

"That's weird," he shook his head. "The most exciting sight in the world is when a girl takes off everything and spreads her legs."

Todd said it in such a natural way that Ken felt almost guilty for having mentioned what excited him.

"I don't know why I look at it like that," Ken admitted. "It puzzles me."

"I imagine it does," Todd told him. "That does seem very strange."

It was obvious to Ken when he was out on a date the following week with his girl friend Cathy, that there was something strange about his desires. For the moment he was able to place his arms around her and reach down to fondle her bosoms, the sudden hot urge overpowered him to look at her panties.

"Do your panties match your brassiere?" he asked her.

Cathy blushed and looked up at him. It was her first date with Ken. Even though he was the star quarterback of the high school football team and thought he was about the handsomest young stud in the high school, Cathy didn't look at it that way. She thought he was a nice person and fairly good looking. But she certainly wasn't going to be bowled over by him and she told him so, too.

"Don't get any funny ideas, Ken," she objected as his hands wandered down to her legs.

She thought it was disgusting of him to try to become so bold and fresh. After all, it was her first date with him.

"I could show you something I've got," he said proudly.

"I'm not interested, Ken," Cathy replied, becoming more disgusted. "I came here to look at the movie. Don't bother me."

Cathy's eyes focused on the screen as she looked at The Beast From The Black Lagoon. It was a fascinating film and intrigued her. At just about the moment the beast was ready to emerge from the swampy lagoon, she felt Ken's hands reaching underneath her skirt. It frightened her and she jumped. When she started to shriek in protest, Ken clamped his hand over her mouth.

"Damn you, Cathy," he complained, "you'll have an usher down here thinking I've raped you."

"I'm sorry," Cathy apologized after he removed his hand from her face, "but I got so interested in the movie I forgot all about your rotten hand down there trying to feel of me."

Ken pleaded with her.

"I won't do anything you won't enjoy," he promised her.

"What do you want, Ken?" she asked, wondering if she was supposed to pay with sexual intercourse for his having purchased a drive-in theater ticket.

"I just want to look at you," he explained.

"Look at what?" Cathy asked, becoming perturbed again that she couldn't focus her attention on the beast which was emerging from the lagoon.

"On your pussy," he told her.

"Don't you want to see the beast?" she asked.

"No, I'd rather look at your pussy," he told her.

Given the sad choice of permitting him to play around down there or not being able to see the exciting continuation of the horror film, Cathy chose to let him feel of her.

"Just don't go too far," she warned him.

Ken surprised her when he crouched around her legs and pulled out a small pocket flashlight. The flashlight made it possible for him to catch a vision of her panties. He noticed that she was juicing and this got him excited. He commented on it to her.

"I guess I got you excited," he said proudly, his hot breath coming quickly.

"No, I got scared when that damn beast came out of the black lagoon," she told him flatly.

That didn't bother Ken. He eased her pink panties down and looked at the splendor of her naked crotch. Inserting his index finger into her vagina, he began manipulating the tiny bud of her erect clitoris. Having become so absorbed in the motion picture that she really didn't care what he was doing, Cathy let him finger her. Soon his finger was sloshing around obscenely in her. He gripped her cheeky buttocks and spread her thighs to get a better look at her pubic vee. Lavishly Ken licked her inner thighs, hoping that she would permit him to press his lips lovingly on her inflamed pussy. Lewdly his tongue stabbed into her vagina, frightening Cathy with his impact.

"Are you crazy?" she asked him as she shoved him off her pussy.

"I'm hungry for you," he smiled lewdly.

Ken went back to licking at her glistening, wet pussy. The flashlight provided him with the illumination that made it possible to see what he was eating. His nose got caught in her pubic curls as he pressed his face farther into her crotch. As it began to feel good, Cathy reached down to run her fingers lewdly through his hair. She parted her legs farther, granting him further access to her milky white thighs.

"Ohhh, Ken," she groaned as he licked between her downy, curly pubic hairs, preparing to tongue fuck her. Holding her ass cheeks up erotically, he got her so excited her pussy began twitching maddeningly and Ken tongue fucked her lustfully.

"Ohhh, suck my pussy," Cathy panted as his tongue went on lapping and licking hungrily.

Parting her cheeky buttocks, Ken slipped his index finger up her asshole, guiding her as he continually tongue fucked her cunt.

"Ohhh, suck me, suck me," she begged.

The depravity of the performance didn't bother her now. It felt too good. Spearing with his lustful tongue, he continued licking her cuntal walls. She tasted delicious. The pungent scent of her crotch was driving him out of his mind.

"Suck me, suck me," she begged.

Just as she was about to gush, a flashlight beamed on the front seat.

"What's going on here?" an attendant complained angrily.

Cathy was so excited she gushed in spite of the fact that the flashlight focused on the lustful performance. At that very moment her pussy juices bolted heatedly on Ken's face. Ken pulled away as the flashlight beamed on his cum-splashed face. Embarrassed now, he looked up nervously at the attendant who was grinning down at him in the darkness.

"What the fuck is going on here?" the attendant demanded.

Using the back of his hand to wipe Cathy's love juices from his hot face, he apologized.

"I'm sorry," he told the theater attendant.

"Both of you get out of here," the attendant insisted. "And don't come back."

Cathy looked straight ahead. Ken got up from his position and sat on the driver's seat once more and got out of there as quickly as he could.

As he drove between the cars to get out of the drive-in theater, Cathy was in a dreamy state.

"It was so good, Ken, when you were licking me," she told him.

Ken was pleased that he had been able to enjoy her at least for such a short time. And as he pulled away from the drive-in, he decided to find a mountain road where he could enjoy her more. Her flushed face indicated she was feeling some shame and embarrassment.

"Do you feel funny about it?" he asked when he finally found a secluded spot and parked the car.

Cathy had to tell him the truth.

"Yes, I do, Ken," she half-apologized. "I really shouldn't have done this with you."

Ken decided that he was not going to let her get by that easily.

"I want you to get me off," he told her.