Brian Laver: More than a mother

Bobby was speechless. He looked at the two girls, sizing them up, and couldn't believe what he saw. One was very tall and slim, with firm, small tits that pushed her halter-top out, her nipples clearly delineated beneath the fabric. Her friend was short, shorter then Bobby, and built like the proverbial brick shithouse. Her tits reached far out in front of her. They both had very pretty faces, too.

"Yeah, there is," he said backing away, making room for them to pass.

They looked suspicious, but came in. Bobby didn't know what to do or say. He was burning up at his brothers now more than before. What was he going to do with these two chicks by himself?

They all went into the living room and sat down. The girls introduced themselves and said that two guys they had never seen before had told them about the party. Bobby didn't know what to expect if his brothers were going to tell every stranger they saw about the party, but he wished someone else would show up soon.

"Those guys are my brothers," he said in explanation. "They should be home soon."

"Can we help with anything?" the tall one asked.

"What do you mean?" Bobby asked.

"You know," the girl said. "Get things ready and stuff like that."

"Oh, yeah," Bobby said. Suddenly he realized that if there was going to be a party, there should be some potato chips and pretzels and that sort of thing. He wasn't even sure if there was any of that stuff in the house.

"I'll get it," he said, just to get away.

After looking through the cupboards and not finding much, he had an idea. Suddenly it seemed to him that his brothers were playing another trick on him. They had sent these two chicks over and there really wasn't going to be a party. His brothers knew how shy he was and were always doing things like this to him. Well, he would show them!

Bobby went into the living room with all his horny energy ready. He would make a pass at these chicks and either drive them out of the place, or have an orgy for himself. When he saw them, his legs almost buckled, but he forced himself on. Concentrating on their tits, he walked towards them. He knew his cock was getting hard and would show, but he also knew that that would be in his favor.

"There doesn't seem to be anything around. I guess my brothers are going to bring that stuff." He swallowed hard, and then said. "Can I sit here on the couch with you? You see, when we have parties, we usually do a lot of necking and there's no reason that we shouldn't start – right away."

Now that he had blurted that out, he felt better. He dropped himself between the two startled girls and put his arms around their shoulders. His heart was pounding wildly in his chest, but at least he wasn't letting his brothers make a fool of him. He would turn the tables on them and that would be the last joke of that kind they would try.

The girls seemed nervous, but Bobby took things slowly and they began to relax. It seemed very easy to handle girls all of a sudden. If only he could think of something clever and funny to say.

"Maybe this is the whole party," he said.

The girls laughed and he realized that he had said something funny even though he hadn't thought it was funny himself.

"Well, if there isn't going to be a party, we'd better go," the short girl said.

Bobby turned to her suddenly and kissed her on the mouth. She didn't get up, and he thought that might be the turning point. Then he kissed the tall girl and she giggled. That seemed to be a good sign, he thought.

He kissed the short girl again and reached for a tit on the tall girl's chest. He was going great guns, and was grateful to his brothers for their joke. It seemed that his shy days were over. He'd taken a chance and it had paid off.

The tall girl was opening her mouth for him when the doorbell rang again. He couldn't imagine who that was, but he went to the door. When he opened it, he saw about a half-dozen kids who he knew from the neighborhood. They were carrying bottles of wine and beer.

"How ya doing, squirt?" Larry, a friend of his brothers, said as he stormed in.

Now Bobby was ready to run away from home. There really was going to be a party after all, and now he wasn't going to get a chance at those two chicks, at least not yet. His head spun as he realized the bold approach he'd made with the girls, and he didn't think he could ever get himself to do that again. Life seemed awfully tough sometimes.

All the kids followed Larry into the room. John was there and he made a beeline for the girls on the couch. Suddenly there were more people at the door. The room was filling up fast and Bobby was getting over his disappointment and confusion. It looked like there were going to be a lot of girls and anything might happen.

Some of the kids did have chips and things like that, and they all brought something to drink. It was a full-fledged party suddenly. People were overflowing the living room and filling the dining room and kitchen. A record was put on and some kids were dancing. Finally Don and Carl showed up. The first two girls had disappeared, though.

Bobby was getting into a party mood. He grabbed a bottle of beer and began cruising. Some kids were already necking, but it was early and most were either dancing or just standing around talking. Bobby spotted the tall girl he had planned on grabbing before he knew there really was a party, but by the time he got to where she had been, she, was gone. He didn't care, there were sexy chicks everywhere he looked. Bobby was sizing up all the girls and wondering what his chances would be with each one of them. Even Dot, the girl Bobby had been caught watching his brother fuck, was there. He decided he'd better not try to talk to her yet, though. Maybe later, when the party warmed up, she would be more receptive.

Bobby drifted through the house. Even at that early hour, there were kids in the bedrooms with the light off. He didn't think anyone was actually fucking yet, probably just necking. Kathy, a girl in his class at school, was standing near a card table that had been set up to hold chips and dip, and he went over to her. She looked lonely and her body was nicer looking than he remembered it being when he saw her at school.

"Hi, Kathy," he said. She said hello and smiled broadly at him.

He couldn't help looking down at her tits every time he thought he could without getting caught. He got caught a few times anyhow, but Kathy only smiled and was glad he seemed interested. Her tits had a very interesting shape, sort of like a ski-jump. Her nipples were lusciously poking at the tight cotton pulled tightly against them. Bobby's mouth began drooling when he imagined how it would feel to suck on one of those beauties.

Suddenly, the table began shaking. They looked at each other in surprise, and then Bobby peeked under. There were two kids necking in the dark under there. Bobby could see a tit covered by a grasping hand, but couldn't identify the participants.

"Let's go over here," he said to Kathy, pointing to a fairly uncrowded corner.

Bobby led her to the far corner of the dining room where he could corner her without a lot of people getting in the way. He maneuvered her into the corner and stood in front of her. Bobby was learning the psychological tricks involved in getting what he wanted from girls.

"I almost didn't recognize you," he said. "You look so different at school."

Kathy smiled at him and he noticed that her hair was different, too. Now her black hair fell casually around her face rather than being pulled back, like she wore it in the classroom.

Bobby leaned forward with an offer of a kiss. She stood still and he finally reached her lips. She kissed him back, but without much enthusiasm. Bobby's prick was getting hard, and it gave him energy to pursue. Taking a step closer let him feel her tits on his chest. He kissed her again, and this time she let her lips open for his tongue to pass through.