Unknown: The early adventures of Tracy and Jeannie

Maybe someday, I thought, I could get Julie to let me watch as she jerked Jim off.

I took a few moments to imagine having that thing in my mouth. I couldn't picture it, but I could sure picture giving ol' Jim a hand job. I'd love to watch a big cock like that shoot.

I looked over at Jeannie and we both cracked up again at her suggestion. Obviously, she'd taken the same few minutes to picture Jim's big dick in her mind.

I never really was too envious of Julie because I figured that a cock that size is just too much to handle on a regular basis. I'm sure she'd disagree, but I was more than happy with Ted's cock.

I never measured him, but I figured he was about nine and a half inches long – still pretty big by most standards, and just perfect by mine.

Jeannie said that she thought Al was more like eight inches long, and after seeing him up close tonight, I figured she was right. Al's cock though was about the same circumference as Ted's, and she said it got as hard as a rock. Ted's stays a bit pliable when he gets hard, except for just before he comes. Then it hardens like steel and swells in my hand. Mmmmmm.

Jeannie leaned over to me. "Just in case we do play tonight," she said, taking a drink and handing me the bottle, "I think I'll give ol' Al a head start."

With that she reached up and undid the front clasp of her bra. Her breasts spilled out of their constraints and into her open blouse. She brought both of her hands up to gently knead and squeeze them.

"Ooohh! That feels sooo good! What a relief," she said to me, her eyes were closed, and her breathing labored.

I stared at her naked tits, as my hand continued squeezing my own.

Jeannie's breasts were perfectly formed, 34-C's that were right out of a magazine. She probably had the nicest tits of anyone in our class, and maybe the whole school.

Her long flowing blond hair was another definite asset, believe me but the eyes of men AND women inevitably ended up focusing on her tits.

Jeannie and I were about the same height, but for some reason, God had seen fit to grace her with the longest, tightest, most delicious legs I'd ever seen on a girl. All topped off with a cute, heart-shaped ass that guys drooled over.

She knew that she was the object of many young (and old) boy's fantasies, and used her assets to the max. She loved to tease the boys, but instead of wearing the tight sweaters and too small blouses like some of the other girls wore, she preferred looser clothes. Her more subtle approach gave her the opportunity to leave a few buttons undone and lean towards a boy and give him a view from the inside. Also if she stretched just right, which she always did, she could show off her size just as well as the others. Jeannie was too cool, and I loved her.

Jeannie told me that she loved to hear the guys groan when she'd stretch, or lean over. She said it made her hot knowing that these guys were fantasize about feeling or licking her tits. She also loved to fantasize.

I felt a tingling starting up again in my pussy. I was getting hot watching Jeannie touch her breasts so sensuously. Her eyes were shut, but now she opened them slowly. Seeing me staring at her hands, she smiled dreamily, and wet her lips.

"What'dya say, Tracy, my friend," she panted, watching my hand on my blouse, "You gonna make me bounce in there by myself?"

"C'mon drop 'em," she pleaded. "Hurry up, we're almost at the cabin. Give the boys a little thrill tonight."

I figured what the hell, after what we've all been through so far tonight, keeping my bra on was too close to false modesty. Modest was the last thing I was feeling now.

As the van pulled into the dirt road turn-off for the cabin, I started to hurriedly unbutton my blouse. I was glad we were turned away from the guys. It would be a thrill letting them find out that we were "unstrung".

When my blouse was unbuttoned, I leaned forward, and reaching behind, unhooked my bra. I pulled my bra through my sleeve-hole, and, folding it up into a ball, dropped it into my lap. I felt so sexy to have the cool night air breathe over my nakedness. My nipples hardened and stood at full attention as I pinched them and caressed my hot tits.

When I leaned back in my seat, I saw Jeannie staring at my tits, gently caressing her own breasts as she watched me. Instead of buttoning her blouse, she leaned back and opened it so I could see all of her. She moaned when I did the same, giving her an unobstructed view of my hands on my breasts. My eyes moved from her tits to her eyes, which were doing the same thing to me.

I groaned as she pinched her nipples. Her tongue was making lazy circles around her lips.

I started to wonder what her tits would feel like under my lips and tongue, what her nipples would feel like rolling on my tongue what her breasts would feel like in my hands.

Jeannie moaned, as if she could read my thoughts. She started to lean forward in her seat, her eyes fixed on my nipples and her tongue dancing on her lips.

She steadied herself with a trembling hand on my thigh as she moved her face towards my outthrust breast. As I leaned forward to meet her, her tongue grazed my right nipple. I moaned softly and reached a hand over to gently stroke her left breast with the back of my hand, feeling her hard nipple ride over the ridges of my fingers.

It was Jeannie's turn to moan, and she sucked my nipple into her mouth, tickling it with her tongue.

Opening my hand, I encircled her full, firm breast, feeling the heat of her excitement. Her full tit felt hot and wonderful in my hand. Her nipple felt like a hard marble in my palm.

I caught her nipple in between two fingers and gently teased it into full erection. Jeannie moaned and sucked more of my tit into her mouth. Her tongue was dancing madly over my nipple. She pulled back a tiny bit and took my nipple in between her teeth, chewing gently. I moaned deeply and squeezed her breast tighter, letting her know that I loved what she was doing. With my other hand, I encircled the back of her head, pulling her face into my tits. I moaned again when she sucked deeply on my breast.

Jeannie and I had spent countless nights together, lying naked on our beds, talking about cocks and cunts and even masturbating ourselves into sexual frenzies while watching porno tapes, but we'd never had a sexual contact before.

This was exhilarating, I thought. This is incredible!

"This is too weird!" I thought, as Jeannie's hand started to move up my thigh, towards my dripping pussy. "Weird, but, ooooohhh!"

My own hand slid up Jeannie's thigh until I felt the dampness of her pussy through her slacks. We were both lost in our lust.

"Here we are!" Ted yelled, breaking the spell.

Jeannie and I both nearly jumped out of our skin! Looking out of the van's window, I saw that we had just pulled up to the front of Ted's uncle's lodge. We looked at each other with dazed expressions. What had just happened had taken us both by surprise!

Then we both broke out into peals of laughter. Giggling like five year olds, Jeannie and I hurriedly tried to hide our bras in our purses and at the same time button our shirts before the guys caught on.

I was so turned on, I couldn't think straight, which made the whole process look like a Keystone Kops skit.

Finally, though, and in an amazingly short time considering the circumstances, we made our selves presentable.

We kept giggling as we got out of the van and ran towards the cabin, pushing and pinching each other, almost tripping over each other. We were both a little embarrassed and bit confused, and tried to hide it with playfulness.

My heart was pounding a mile a minute, though.

"What's gotten into those two?" Al asked Ted in a kidding voice. "Hey, do you girls have your own party makin's or what?!"