Frank Brown - A schoolgirl_s first time

"We really have to get going," Pam said. "We've got a long walk home."

"No we don't," Cissy said. "Jeff's giving us a ride in his van."

"I don't know," Pam said, but before she knew what was happening Jeff had locked his arms with the arms of Cissy and herself and was walking them toward his van. Cissy carried her shoes, her bare feet smacking on the concrete sidewalk.

"Here we are," Jeff said, and Cissy scrambled into the front of the van first so she could sit in the middle, next to Jeff. Jeff shifted gears and the van took off.

Pam's head was spinning. Everything had happened so fast that she felt as if she'd lost control of her life. Jeff was so overbearing. He was tall, he talked loud, and it was obvious he was in complete control.

Cissy snuggled up to him as if he were a big teddy bear, giggling idiotically at everything he said.

They were sitting at a red light, in heavy traffic, when Jeff said, "Either of you chicks good at giving blowjobs?"

Pam blinked her eyes, sure she was hearing things. Cissy giggled, squirming.

"I got a big crowbar that needs some work," Jeff said. "Either of you hungry for some stiff meat?"

Pam closed her eyes and swallowed. When she opened her eyes, Cissy was leaning over, unzipping Jeff's fly and unsnapping his jeans. Jeff lifted his ass as Cissy, giggling as if she were drunk, yanked the college man's pants down nearly to his knees.

"Ahhh, that's better," the man sighed. He pulled off his shirt and tossed it on the dashboard. "Like it, girl?"

Cissy was panting and muttering over Jeff's rigid cock. Her small hand was able to wrap only half around it. Her nose was inches from its half-naked knob, her nostrils flaring as she sniffed. Her hand slid down, peeling the foreskin completely off the huge cockhead. The piss-slit was open, a drop of thick, clear lube oozing from between the slit-lips.

"Eight solid inches," Jeff said, glancing at Pam.

Pam looked away, out the side window. She was shaking so hard she couldn't think. The bronze cock of the brave in the museum had shaken her up enough, but Jeff's cock was real living meat! Man-cock! She'd never in her life encountered a real, living cock in the flesh. She had to be dreaming all this!

"Mmm, Jeff!" Cissy mumbled. "Ooh, it's so big! It tastes so good!"

Cissy's blonde head twisted from side to side as she slurped wetly at the man's cockhead as if it were an ice-cream cone. His lube continued to ooze out, and she licked it off.

"I love your juice!"

"You sure love cock," Jeff said, his foot leaving the brake and pressing the accelerator. "Man, I sure love a chick who loves cock. Mmm, suck that thing, schoolgirl!"

The cab of the van was filled with the scent of Jeff's uncut, sweat-moist cock. Pam held her breath, repulsed by the intense, musky aroma. How could Cissy lick something that smelled like that? How could any of this be happening?

Cissy's mouth stretched around the head of Jeff's cock, her lips stretched thin, like rubber bands. Moaning, she sucked loudly, her lips smacking.

"Oh yeah, suck it!" Jeff panted. "Lick the head. Aw fuck! You sure know how to suck cock!"

His eyes glazed over and rolled back, and the van swerved nearly into the next lane.

"Watch out!" Pam shrieked, bracing her hand on the dashboard, and Jeff snapped back to his senses and cut the steering wheel sharply as horns blasted. "You're gonna get us killed!"

Jeff took a few deep breaths. He stroked Cissy's head. "Go easy, girl, watch that tongue. You almost brought me off."

"I think we'd better get out," Pam said.

"Don't be silly," Jeff said. "There's a park just down the block. I'll stop in the bushes."

A minute later, despite Pam's hemming and hawing, and Jeff's ignoring her, and Cissy's delirious cooing as she licked and kissed Jeff's cock, the van came to a stop in a secluded spot behind some bushes in the park.

"Everybody out," Jeff said. He pulled up his jeans and seconds later he was ushering both girls into the rear compartment of his van. There were curtains over the windows so nobody could see in.

Pam thought about running away, but something inside her wouldn't let her. Although she mumbled that she'd rather be going home, she climbed into the back of the van with Cissy and found herself sitting on a mattress. Jeff climbed in and shut and locked the door.

"Let's take our clothes off," Jeff said.

"Not me!" Pam said.

"Suit yourself."

Both Jeff and Cissy stripped. The smell of hot cunt filled the air of the compartment, and Pam saw that Cissy was all foamy and greasy between the thighs, as if spit had been leaking from her pussy. Jeff rested his back against one wall of the van and spread his legs, nearly shoving one naked foot in Pam's lap before she pushed it away. He smiled at her and she looked away. Cissy, meanwhile, lay face-down on the mattress between Jeff's legs, her hands cradling his huge, erect cock and keeping his foreskin pulled down, her nose and tongue rubbing up and down the underside of the massive prick. Fucklube bubbled from the man's pisshole and dribbled over Cissy's freckled nose.

Jeff put his left hand on Cissy's head, wrapped his thick fingers in her hair, took his cock away from her with his right hand and started rubbing it all over her face. Playfully, he whacked his cock back and forth against her cheeks, as if beating her with a heavy rubber billyclub. Lube dripped and spattered from the tip of his cock.

"Ohhh, Jeff!" Cissy moaned. "I love you, Jeff, I'll do anything for you! Oh yes, oh yesss, I love your cock!"

"Horny teen bitch," Jeff said. "A whiff of hot cock and you're plastered." He rubbed his cockhead back and forth along her lips, then shoved his cock into her mouth. "Go easy with the tongue now, girl, I don't wanna come just like that."

Cissy swallowed more than half his cock. Her throat bulged, stretched with hard cockmeat. She gagged a few times but sucked greedily. Lying facedown, with her legs spread, she displayed her ass and open crotch to Pam. Pussyjuice frothed from between the swollen, blonde-furred pussylips. Cissy's toes clutched and wiggled.

Pam's eyes gaped. She'd never seen another girl's cunt so wide-open and excited. She'd only seen her own cunt like this, when she spread her legs in front of a mirror and jerked off watching herself.

Jeff saw Pam looking between Cissy's legs. "Does it look good, girl?"

Pam flushed, but kept her eyes on Cissy's throbbing, juicing pussy.

"Why don't you take off your clothes too, and cool off?" Jeff said. "You look really hot."

Mechanically, without looking at Jeff, Pam undressed. Her mind was a mess of confusion, like radio static. As she peeled off her panties and felt Jeff's eyes fall on her tits and pussy, on her smooth bare legs and naked feet, her cunt contracted with such an ache that she squeezed her legs together and groaned.

"That'a girl!" Jeff cried. "Now why don't you get down between your girlfriend's legs and check out her pussy. Take a real close look. Sniff it a little. Maybe you'll wanna lick it."

Pam's vision blurred. Her head was swimming, her heart slamming. She'd never felt more naked and horny in her life. She squirmed down between Cissy's legs, doing just as Jeff had suggested. The smell of Cissy's smoldering pussy made her dizzy. The scent both repulsed and excited her. She sniffed harder, pushing her nose deeper between her girlfriend's legs. Pussy-flesh seared her nose. With a groan of lust, Pam buried her face and mouth in Cissy's gaping crotch.

"Mmmmmmmm!" Cissy moaned. Her ass wiggled and she rubbed her pussy in Pam's face. Her lips smacked around Jeff's cock. Pussyjuice spurted from her contracting cunt and dribbled like tart wine down Pam's throat.

"Looks like I've picked myself up a pair of hungry schoolgirl chicks," Jeff said. He pressed on Cissy's head and worked his cock deeper into her throat. "Ahhh yeahhh!"