Brian Layer - Tempting mother

"Do what?" the girl demanded.

It was too late to stop now and Bob had to carry the ball.

"Eat," Bob said, and took a healthy bite of his own hot dog.

All the guys snickered and the girls smiled. Bob began to feel better, and braver.

"If I like what I'm eating I do it right," the girl added.

The ice was broken, and they all started exchanging double-entendres. They talked about people they knew in common and about cars. The girl in the driver's seat took offense when Don said she was probably driving her father's car. She said her car could blow his off the road. Naturally, Don challenged her to a race.

While a few of the slower eaters were still eating, the two cars pulled out of the driveway and headed for Windward Road,. a long, straight stretch of little-used road. Bob was in his glory. A drag race with a car full of girls. He couldn't help wishing that his mother could see him at that moment even though he knew she wouldn't approve.

The cars sat side by side, looking down the long stretch of road. The girl driving said something about Don's having one more person in the car and that he shouldn't use that as an excuse if he lost. Don yelled that he could carry all of them and still win.

"How about me going with you?" Bob yelled to the girl driver.

Bob could feel the admiration of the guys for him as he continued to lead the show. The girl said it would be all right and that started a migration from one car to the other. Bill went with Bob to the girl's car and two of the girls got into Don's car.

Someone gave the go sign, and both cars jumped forward. Don's car took the lead, but he made a sloppy shift into second and the girl's car took the lead. Don wasn't going to take that sitting down. He revved the Chevy's engine to the limit before throwing his next shift. With deep concentration he made the shift perfectly, and the passing gear of the automatic sedan the girl was driving engaged.

Don's car was a hood-length ahead and pulling out. Both cars were nearing seventy miles per, and all the occupants were wide-eyed with excitement. By the time they had to slow down for the turn, Don had clearly won. The cars pulled over, and there was a lot of hollering about this and that, but the girl had to admit that she was beat.

"Well, it's just the old man's car," she said.

Chip, the guy Bob hadn't known, suggested that the girls pile in with the guys in Don's car and go for a ride. All the girls looked at one another, and agreed. Nine people in Don's car would have been crowded if it weren't for the fact that four of them were chicks. Don insisted that only three people could ride in the front because he'd gotten a ticket for having more than that once.

Bob found himself in the back with a girl on his lap and another pressed against his side. It felt real good. As they began driving they all wiggled round in an attempt to get as comfortable as possible. Bob had one hand around the girl on his lap and the other around the shoulders of the girl next to him.

As the girls relaxed, he moved his hands closer to their tits. His cock had gown again and he had to do same wiggling to get his stiff joint straightened out. The girl on his lap knew what the trouble was and asked him with a giggle if everything was okay. He grabbed her tit in way of a reply. The girl leaned against him and Bob tightened his grip His other hand moved down to the tit of the girl next to him, and cupped the bouncing flesh. It was great to hold two different girls' tits at one time. The girl on his lap had bigger ones but the girl next to him had very pointy and interesting boobs.

Bob maneuvered his face around to the face of the girl on his lap and they kissed. She moved her head in fast circles and twisted her tongue all around in his mouth. Bob kissed her back with equal energy. Blond hair fell over Bob's face as they reamed each other's mouths. The car bumping along made the girl's body rub Bob's cock.

Bob hoped he would be able to get something in the confines of the car, covered with girls like he was. He thought it would be interesting to kiss the girl by his side too, but when he turned to her he saw Bill's face attached to hers, even though he still had his hand on her tit. Bob turned back to the girl an his lap and kissed her again.

Someone suggested that they go to the park. Bob liked that idea. Even though it would mean he wouldn't have girls piled on him, he was confident he could keep up with the rest of the guys. He was doing real good so far. As Don swung the car around a corner, the girl on Bob's lap was thrown back against him.

The park wouldn't be very crowded, and there were several places where they could really get away and go wild with these eager chicks. When they got out of the car Bob kept his arm around the girl who was on his lap. There were five guys and only four chicks, and he was afraid he would be considered the odd man since he was picked up last. His only hope was that, rather than pairing up, the girls would give themselves to all the guys. An orgy would be real nice on a sunny afternoon in the park.

As the crowd walked to the thick clumps of bushes near the stream, they jerked and fooled around. Bob was grabbing the girl's tit playfully and some of the other guys were doing the same. Bill was kissing one of the girls as they walked along. Chip and Don were arm in arm with two chicks; the four of them making a long string. Joe was hanging onto the last girl in that line.

When they were hidden by the lush growth of bushes, they sat around on the soft ground and leaned on one another. Bill and one of the girls each pulled out baggies full of grass and began rolling joints. Soon several of the slender cigarettes were going around the circle and they were all getting nicely high.

As the marijuana began penetrating Bob's brain he turned his attention to the girl who's lap his head was resting in. He put his hand on her shoulder and pulled her down until her tit touched his face. He could feel the spongy tit inside her jersey, unrestrained by a bra, as it rested against his face. With fish-lips, he nibbled at the hard nipple that was poking the tight material of her jersey.

To get the idea of an orgy going in his buddies' minds, Bob touched the neck of the girl leaning on his legs. His fingers felt the soft warmth of the silky skin below her ear. It wasn't easy to see what was going on with a tit on his face, but Bob could see enough to tell that things were going good. Around the firm jug on his nose he could see Bill slide his hand up the blouse of the girl who had driven the car, and Don was sliding his hand up her thigh while kissing another girl. Joe was resting his head on the thighs of the girl who's neck Bob was tickling, and Chip was doing all right for himself with the prettiest of them all.

Bob lifted the veil of jersey from the tit he was nibbling, and took the naked nipple into his mouth. While he sucked the tip of that hanging globe, he ran his hand between the tit and its twin. The smooth valley caressed his fingers with slightly sweaty but delicious skin. The girl bent her body even farther down over Bob, and the soft tit-meat rested more and more heavily on Bob's face as he sucked more of the lit into his mouth.

Bob had to let go of the other girl's neck for a while as he sat up and pushed the tit out of his face. Then he laid the girl down and continued kissing and massaging her tits. Again he looked around and saw that some other tits were bared and some of the other guys were burying their faces in them. Except Joe, who was sticking his tongue into the belly button of one of the girls, while his hands were fumbling at her pants. He was going directly for the first prize.

Bob made himself comfortable on the ground and continued sucking on those gorgeous tits. His hand was moving up her denim-encased thigh toward the crotch. The girl was slim and well shaped. Her tits and ass were gigantic for a girl her, size. When Bob's hand reached her cunt he just kept sliding it up toward her waistband. He knew there was no point in trying to feel her pussy through her jeans. He'd learned that much.