Unknown - The early adventures of Tracy and Jeannie

Jeannie's hand was moving faster between her legs, and I joined her tempo. I could almost feel Al's cock getting ready to explode!! She brought her right hand up to her heaving chest, leaving her left in her lap. She closed her eyes, and tilted her head back in the chair as she went on.

"Al said to watch out for his shirt, so I had to cup my right hand under his cockhead as I stroked. I was going crazy for him to fill my hand! And then he did just that!!"

My own hand was a blur, now as I thought of Jeannie jerking Al off. I slipped my hand into the front of my suit bottom, and pressed a finger between my pussy lips.

"He groaned real deep in his throat, and started to come in my hand. Tracy, it was the hottest thing I'd ever felt! Actually his first shot went up and over his shoulder, and some landed on his shirt, but the rest of it I was ready for. I kept pumping him as he came and cupped my hand to catch it as it flew from his cock."

"Al was fucking my hand and moaning out loud as I jerked him, and I was grinning from ear to ear. I couldn't believe I was jerking him off on the school lawn!"

"His come was so fucking hot!"

Jeannie threw her head back as she started to come on her finger. Geez, I loved this girl!! We were like peas in a pod, with not a shred of selfconciousness between us. Watching my best friend coming on her hand, I slowly inserted a finger into my soaking wet pussy. I'd only slid it halfway in when the tingling of my own orgasm started to overtake me.

Jeannie was watching my hand as her orgasm subsided.

The feel of his cock, the heat of his come in her hand, she was reliving each moment as she described it to me.

"The best part happened after he came, Trace. I tried something else!"

I sat up and gave Jeannie my full attention, but kept my finger busy on my clit. I knew she'd been working up the nerve to tell me something new!! "What? Tell me!!" I panted.

"After he came in my hand," she whispered, with a lustful look in her eye, "I brought my hand up to my face and licked his come off my palm!" She was breathing intensely now. And I have to admit, so was I. My left hand was fucking two fingers into my pussy now, and my legs were spread wide in front of my friend. She had pushed her bikini top away from her breasts and was cupping and squeezing her naked tits as she jerked herself off. Her eyes were shut, and her tongue was making frantic circles around her lips as she recalled the taste of Al's come.

"God, Jeannie," I panted. "What was it like? What did it taste like?" I was amazed that she had gone so far "without me". I guess I was a little envious. But hot at the same time!

"It was strange at first," Jeannie continued with an excited grin. "But, as I got used to the texture and the taste, I decided I could grow to like it!" She laughed when she said this, and it kind of broke the sexual tension we were both feeling.

Her gaze dropped to the hand in my lap, then back to my eyes.

"It gets me wet, too, when I think about it. It was so hot, Trace! I felt like such a slut when I was eating his come! But a good feeling, you know?"

I nodded dumbly, wondering how Ted's come would taste and actually, though I didn't say this to Jeannie, I wondered for a moment, how Al's come would taste, and if there would be any difference.

I continued to slide my fingers in and out of my pussy. My orgasm was a long, slow, lingering one.

"And, you know, the best part of it, was when Al leaned over and kissed me. He stuck his tongue deep into my mouth and let me know with his kiss that he loved what I'd done."

Her eyes took on a faraway look.

"I've heard so many guys," Jeannie continued, "talk about how girls who suck cock, or eat come are dirty and are sluts and whatever, but it's a pretty important thing to them at the same time. I think it's cause they've never had it done to them and can't admit their inexperience." She was trying to sound wise and knowing and it worked, as far as I was concerned.

She looked over at me. "But I'll tell you, Trace. It felt so fucking good to lick it! Al just about fell over when I did it and that feeling of power just washed over me. And the bottom line? Al didn't think I was dirty, or a slut or anything. The look of love in his eyes made me week in the knees. And when he kissed me, and tasted his own come from my tongue! I wanted to do it again, right there! I'm the one who felt slutty! And I loved it!"

I was so hot I couldn't take anymore. I groaned and leaned back into my chair. With one hand I pulled my bikini bottom to the side, and with the other returned my two fingers to my warm slit. I looked at Jeannie as I slid them deeply into my pussy and started to fuck them in and out quickly. Then I moved my right hand back to my chest, and copied Jeannie's earlier move. I pushed my bra out of the way and exposed my naked tits to the sun.

I was coming powerfully now and watched Jeannie as she followed my lead. I know we were both visualizing her jerking Al off, and licking his come from her hand. Her fingers were a blur as she came along with me. We were gazing into each others eyes as we both reached crashing, intense orgasms.

I shut my eyes and drifted off, thinking of hard cocks.

We sat there silently for about five minutes, lazily rubbing our pussies and thinking about Jeannie's experience.

It was four o'clock, and we reluctantly left the pool to get ready for Ted and Al. I say reluctantly only because I was enjoying the lazy feeling of just hanging out. After overcoming the inertia, Jeannie and I both started to get excited about our dates this evening. I was shivering with anticipation!

After jumping up and hugging each other closely, we scrambled to get showered, and pick out our outfits for the evening. We both had a feeling that this was going to be a night to remember.

We would not be disappointed.

On the way to the theater, we talked about the usual things like summer vacation, and the movie we were going to see, but my thought were racing a mile a minute. And I was looking at Al with a new recognition.

I couldn't get Jeannie's story out of my head. I knew that a step into the unknown was once again in order. I couldn't let Jeannie pass me by too much. I'd never hear the end of it from her!!

When we got into the theater, I made sure that the two guys were sitting side by side with Jeannie and I acting as bookends. I think I wanted to keep an eye on Jeannie, and make sure she didn't pull another "fast one" on me.

It was about seven thirty, and we were in the middle of some God awful "horror" movie that involved too many Japanese people and too many rubber monsters.

I was still thinking about Jeannie's hot story. For that reason, and because it was Friday night and I was with Ted, my steady boyfriend of the last year or so, my mind was not on the movie. Although both Ted and I appeared to be engrossed in the film, our hands were getting quietly active underneath our strategically placed coats.

Ted's hand was gently rubbing my thigh, and I was returning the favor. I could tell by his breathing that just this simple act was turning him on. The mind is an incredible aphrodisiac when your young. Well, I guess it always is, but especially in high school before you've really tried anything.

Anyway, each time I'd move my hand a little higher up Ted's thigh, his breathing would increase. It was a wonderful feeling of power.

I moved my hand further up Ted's thigh until I felt the soft bulge of his balls. I stopped there to catch my breath. I just slowly rubbed the back of my hand against his ball sack. I knew his cock was hard as a rock by now, but I wanted to pace myself. Ted had a tendency to get pretty nervous and self-conscious when we'd play in crowds, and I didn't want to upset him. I wanted him to enjoy this.