Unknown - The early adventures of Tracy and Jeannie

I wandered outside the bath, through the sliding glass door and shivered as the cool night air hit my nakedness. I felt my nipples harden as a chill washed over me. I'd never, in my life been outside like this naked to the world, feeling the chill air skim over my tits and between my legs. As hot as I was this night, the air and the woods only added to it.

I sat in one of the patio chairs and listened to my friends playing in the shower. Never had I felt so peaceful and at ease. Love and trust was flowing amongst us all and I was caught up in something I really didn't understand, but really didn't need to understand.

It was easier and simpler just to let it flow.

Maybe it had something to do with the fact that I had finally admitted to myself that I really enjoyed acting like a slut. I'd certainly had these feeling before, but rarely out loud, never in action, and even thinking about them I felt a bit guilty.

Tonight, I'd allowed myself to open up mentally and physically and found that I had friends who felt the same passions, who enjoyed the same abandon, who enjoyed acting like sluts also!

I wasn't wrong after all and, more importantly I wasn't alone.

I sat in the night with my reflections. At peace at last.

Except for the burning desire I was wallowing in. There was no peace in that. Just hot desire that only sex could cool.

I smiled as I thought of how much we'd changed in the past few hours. Sex was nothing new to Ted and I, but this level certainly was.

The changes, of course, seemed quite positive, and surely seemed to agree with Ted. His cock seemed to have a life of it's own. Or, maybe, nine lives.

The last time that Ted had come this many times in an evening was the night after our night at the drive-in. The night after I'd watched Jeannie jerk Al off in the backseat for the first time.

It ad been Jeannie, in the back seat of Ted's mom's station wagon, who had been the first to pull a guys hard cock into the open and into her hand.

It was our second double date with Ted and Al, and just the next night after our first date together.

I'd been dating Ted for about three months, and Jeannie had been going out with Al for about two.

We'd spent many nights together over the last few weeks, discussing our respective boyfriends, and what we'd done on our dates.

Jeannie and I were running pretty much on parallel tracks when it came to sexual fulfillment. If she told me that Al had unhooked her bra, and played with her tits, then the next opportunity I had, I'd allow Ted the same, "privilege". That way, neither one of us got too far "ahead", so to speak. It was a game we'd been playing for years, only now, it involved real guys, and real cocks!

Anyway, last night after our first double date, I'd told Jeannie that I had unzipped Ted's pants, and felt his cock with my fingers!

We were parked in Ted's mom's car. I'd been rubbing his hard prick through his trousers, and he was playing with my tits through my sweater. It was really as far as we ever went, but this night, I was feeling especially hot from Ted's hands. I fell in love with Ted's ability to caress my breasts "just the right way".

Anyway, I was in the front seat with Ted, and his hands were rhythmically squeezing my breasts through my sweater. I couldn't get the image of his cock out of my head, and without even thinking about it, I moved my hand up, and pulled his zipper down in one steady motion. I continued to rub him on the outside of his pants, but moved my thumb into the opening.

Ted moaned as my thumb grazed his naked cock! He hadn't worn any underwear that night, and with my thumb I felt hair and wetness along his shaft. I was moving my hand awkwardly, cause this was the first time for me. But as I was moving around to get my hand into his opening, I felt him tense up, and hold his breath.

As he pumped his hips into my hand, I reached my fingers into his pants and felt his cock in my hand for the first time! I felt him twitching, and I figured he was coming off in his pants. I explored a bit with my fingers, and I felt his sticky come covering his pole. It felt so thick and hot!

I felt so powerful knowing that I was making him come by just touching him! I was so hot!

Jeannie, of course, beat me up about the fact that I didn't pull his cock out, and jerk him off.

"Chicken!" she taunted me good naturedly. "I would have at least wrapped my hand around it, Trace Geez, what a wimp!"

I was getting a bit pissed off with her jeering, even if she was just playing.

"Well," I said to her. "I didn't see you jerking anyone off, Miss Sophisticate. What happened to all of YOUR bravery!"

Jeannie looked at me as an idea formed in her head.

"Well, we've got the drive-in tomorrow night don't we? Maybe I'll just show you there," Her eyes got a lustful look.

"Really, Jeannie?" I stammered, "Do you think."

"What did it feel like?" Jeannie was all action now, and wanted the details. We spent a good part of the night sitting in bed talking about hard cocks, and how to jerk them off.

I'd never seen his cock, actually, but I had many images to draw from, thanks to Jeannie's frequent borrowing from her parents huge X-rated video library.

Pretty much every weekend Jeannie and I would get together in my room and watch her newest selection. We'd often do this in the afternoon, before our dates with the guys, and that's where our little competition started.

Jeannie would get extremely hot during these viewings, as would I, and often we'd end up masturbating ourselves slowly as we stared at the screen. Most of the films involved fucking, and, at that time, we knew we weren't ready for that. Maybe in a few years, or hell, maybe in a few months, but not now. We both agreed on that. Besides, there were so many alternatives!

The films offered us a wonderful glimpse into the alternative worlds of sex, and that's what really got us going. Whenever a new situation would present itself that looked hot but didn't involve actual fucking, we'd look at each other and smile.

Then we'd argue about who would do that first to her boyfriend, or who would allow her boyfriend to do that to her.

Some things, like cocksucking, took some mental getting used to especially when we'd see the cock shooting come all over a girls face or chest. Not that we found the distasteful, in fact it looked fucking HOT!

It was just that logistically it looked difficult. Most of our "sessions" with the guys took place at the movies, or at the drive-in. We'd rarely have an opportunity to use someone's house, and we were NEVER naked. So to have a cock shoot like that meant some messy clothes to explain to our parents when we got home.

I didn't think I was ready to suck Ted's cock but I'd been thinking about it for a while.

Anyway, Jeannie and I would watch these fuck films, sometimes for hours before we went out, and would challenge each other to do certain things.

Naturally, at first, it was the simple things like "letting him feel your tits," or "letting him feel your thigh THIS high."

Lately, it had progressed to feeling the guys cocks under our hands and feeling their hands on our naked tits.

Jeannie was the first one to let Al open her blouse and unhook her bra, but at least I was the first to feel a naked cock, even if I didn't take it out and jerk Ted off!

Jeannie did concede that, after we finished jousting with each other. And she admitted that I was also the first to feel real come on my fingers, and to smell it.

By the time we got to sleep, we were worn out and very, very horny.

I went to sleep thinking about the next evening, and dreamed all night of Ted's pumping cock shooting off in my hands.

I was nervous, but more excited than I'd ever been!

"You okay, babe?" Ted's voice cut through my reminiscing. "You've been out here for quite a while I got worried."