Frank Brown - A schoolgirl_s first time

"Mmm!" she purred. "Yummy!"

She kissed Pam's asshole, nuzzled Pam's cunt, and shoved her tongue up Pam's pussy, then up her asshole.

"You filthy bitch!" Pam mumbled, shocked by what Cissy was doing to her, but turned on more than she was shocked. "What are you doing, you animal!"

Cissy twisted her tongue deep inside Pam's asshole. At the same time, she shoved her index finger up Pam's cunt and started finger fucking.

Pam's eyes rolled. Her ass gyrated. She gasped with each fuck-stroke of Cissy's finger up her twat. Pussyjuice bubbled out of her around Cissy's finger and ran down onto Cissy's lips and tongue. Cissy pulled her tongue out of Pam's asshole and licked up the juices. She pulled her finger out of Pam's cunt and sucked it clean. She plunged her nose and mouth between Pam's cuntlips, kissing, sucking, and licking.

Pam's toes clutched. She panted and gasped as Cissy's tongue wiggled up her cunt. Her hands came down on Cissy's blonde head, pressing the other girl's face deeper between her legs.

"Eat me!" she panted. "Suck me! Oh, Cissy, oh yesss!"

Cissy growled, sucking cunt, swallowing pussycream. Her right hand slipped between her thighs and she started finger fucking herself.

Crouched on the bed in front of Pam, her face pressed to Pam's crotch and ass, her tongue sliding in Pam's cunt, Cissy jerked off her own pussy, and Pam watched, fascinated and excited to see Cissy masturbating.

Pam dug her fingernails into Cissy's scalp, rotated her ass and scoured Cissy's face with her hairy cunt, rubbed her clit against Cissy's nose and forced Cissy's tongue deeper up her cunt. "Make me come, Cissy! Wiggle your tongue and make me come!"

Cissy turned up her blue eyes, giving Pam a seductive, ecstatic expression that sent excitement pulsing through Pam's loins. Cissy's eyes glazed over more and more. Her right hand jerked wildly between her legs, her finger making squishy sounds in her juicy cunt. Cissy's tongue started to shoot electricity.

"Ohhh, Cissy!" Pam rolled back her own eyes and exploded. Her pussy leaked juice into Cissy's mouth. Her toes curled hard as she humped her crotch in Cissy's face.

Cissy's eyes rolled back. She started to jerk, to grunt as the spasms shook her.

The two girls moaned in unison, a sexual current flowing through their young bodies as they spasmed together in ecstasy.

Pam did not sleep well that night. When she was sleeping, she was tossing and turning, dreaming about a man with a mustache and a big, naked cock, a cock he kept brandishing at her while he laughed. She dreamed about Cissy too who was also laughing at her, and smirking at her with self-satisfaction as Cissy sucked the mustached man's cock.

In the intervals between these dreams, Pam lay awake behind her locked bedroom door, lay awake in the darkness atop her sheets, naked and sweating, her right hand rubbing her pussy, her fingers pulling on her stiff, slippery clit, her fingers penetrating her throbbing, juicy pussyhole. She jerked off several times during the night, unable to control herself. By the time the sun came up, she was exhausted, and she finally managed to sleep dreamlessly until her mother banged on her door and informed her that if she didn't get up this instant she was going to make them all late for church.

In church, she didn't hear a word of the sermon, even though the red-faced minister shouted extra-loud at his red-faced, sweating congregation, trying extra-hard to terrorize them all with hellfire and eternal damnation. Pam had heard the same sermon, or variations of it, a thousand times before, and it no longer had much effect on her, especially this morning. She fell asleep several times, dozing until she was nudged awake by her mother or by her smirking kid sister. When she wasn't dozing, all she thought about was what had happened yesterday in the van and last evening in Cissy's bedroom. She crossed her legs several times, furtively trying to ease the feelings in her cunt by clamping her thighs together, but her mother kept reaching over and making her uncross them, as if she could sense what Pam was up to.

"Are you feeling all right, Pamela?" her mother asked during the drive home. "I've never seen you so restless in church. And you kept falling asleep. Didn't you sleep well last night? And you're all flushed. Do you have a fever?"

"I'm all right," Pam said as her mother reached into the back seat to feel her forehead. "It's just such a hot day. And last night was such a hot night. No, I didn't sleep well."

"You feel a little feverish," her mother said, eyeing her suspiciously.

"I'm all right," Pam said.

After Sunday dinner, which Pam hardly touched, she slipped out of the house the moment she'd finished the dishes and went to the park to meet Cissy, whom she found waiting for her on a bench in front of the duck pond. Cissy was watching some nearby boys doing handstands on their skateboards.

"I wonder how big their cocks are?" Cissy said, glancing from the boys to Pam.

"Why don't you ask them?" Pam said sarcastically. She made a face. "How can you even look twice at smart-ass punks like them? They have pimples on their faces, and I'm sure they never take baths."

"I'm not planning to kiss them," Cissy said. "I just wonder how big their cocks are."

"And if they showed you, you'd open your mouth and start sucking," Pam said.

Cissy licked her lips and squeezed her bare legs together.

"You're probably right," she said. "I admit it. I've tasted one, and now I want to taste more. You'll find out, once you taste one."

Pam's heart began to thud.

"Did you call him?" she asked.

"Of course," Cissy said. "And he gave me his address. He's going to the gym to work out now, but he should be back by two. If he isn't, we're supposed to wait for him in his apartment. The door's open, and we should make ourselves at home."

"Oh God!" Pam said. She felt weak, rubbery with anxiety. "But remember, I'm just going to watch."

"Whatever you want," Cissy said. "But I'm going to get fucked. I'm done being a virgin."

"I'm just going to watch," Pam repeated. The walk to Jeff's apartment building took about twenty minutes. Halfway there, Pam said, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Of course," Cissy said. "But that makes it even more exciting."

"What if it hurts? What if he makes you bleed? I've read there can be blood."

"I don't care if it kills me," Cissy said. "I'm gonna get myself fucked."

Jeff's apartment was on the ground floor of a three-story, white stucco apartment building that was half a block long. Cissy rang the bell. No answer. She rang the bell again, then again. She tried the door, found it unlocked, and the two girls stepped inside.

The place was a dump inside. Beer cans and half-eaten pizza sat on the tables in the living room. Magazines, newspapers, and books lay strewn around the floor. Cissy pushed an area of the couch clear of newspapers and the two girls sat down side by side.

Cissy took off her shoes. "He said to make ourselves at home."

Pam shrugged and took off her own shoes. The two girls waited.

At ten minutes to two, the door opened, and Jeff stepped in, dressed in a tank-top shirt and shorts and carrying a gym bag. His hairy muscles bulged. Behind him was a clean-shaven, deeply tanned, blond young man who looked like a lifeguard.

"Well!" Jeff said with a delighted chuckle. "Our young ladies have arrived." He dropped his gym bag. "This here's my roommate, Derek. And these two young ladies, Derek, are the ones I was telling you about, Cindy and Patty."

"Cissy," Cissy said.

"Pam," Pam said, with a nervous laugh.

"Right," Jeff said. "Cissy and Pam. They came over for a little relaxation."

"Great!" Derek said, shutting and locking the door.