Phillip Milner - Her mother_s lover

"Good. All of the girls are very sorry it ever happened and are taking this way to set things right. By the way, we are all getting together in my room tonight for a meeting. We'd be glad to have you come."

"I'll be glad to," Charisse said. "You'll see me there."

When Debby left the room, Charisse felt quite elated. Apparently she was on her way back to school sociability. Also, she had always been very curious about these late hour sessions and meetings that Debby always pulled at her place. Tonight's meeting would be a golden opportunity for her to satisfy her curiosity.

After "lights out" that night, Charisse stole away to the cosines of Debby's room and the awaited events. All the girls were sitting on the floor in a sort of semi-circle and the only light was coming from a few flickering candles on the floor. The girls were talking in low whispers. Mrs. Pringle could be very strict with them if they stayed up after "lights out".

Oddly enough none of the girls spoke to Charisse about her week in New York, and she was surprised at the change in their attitude. They seemed so much friendlier and were apparently accepting her as "one of the gang". Charisse put it down to the fact that they all followed Debby's lead, and Debby was now being especially nice to her. Charisse didn't understand Debby's changed attitude any too well, but was happy about it.

The girls began talking about their little escapades that they indulged in on Saturdays in town.

"C'mon, Debby," they chorused, "give us the latest scoop about that swinging boyfriend of yours, Ralph!"

"Well," Debby related to the hushed group, "I met him at the diner as usual, but this time we just didn't finish off with ice cream sodas. He took me to visit one of his buddies, a real bachelor pad, where the other couples were all drinking gin and rum."

At this disclosure, some surprised "Oh's" came from the attentive girls who were drinking in every detail as Debby spoke.

"Ralphie boy was trying to show off in front of his friends," she continued. "Would you believe it, after one drink he tried to pull my panties down and do you know what to me right on the couch, with his friends there and everything. I was never so shocked in my life!"

"Quit your kidding, Debby!" one of the girls said. "You've told us about some pretty hot sessions between you and Ralph before. How come you're getting so 'shocked' all of a sudden?"

"Don't be stupid," Debby retorted, "It's very different when a fellow pulls your panties down in the back seat of a car, and when he tries to do the same thing in a living room with other couples staring straight at you!"

"Just how far does Ralph go with you in the car?" Charisse asked Debby, curious to find out just how sophisticated her classmates were about sex and males in general.

"Well, I let him do the usual," Debby answered enigmatically. Apparently Charisse wasn't going to be given too many details in front of the other girls… could it be that her classmates had experimented the same way as she had with male cocks – that Debby and some of the others had sacrificed their maidenheads just as she had with the giant-cocked Japanese butler, Taka? She would have liked to have asked some more pointed questions about her classmates' cherries, or lack of them. She held her tongue, however. She was just now being given acceptance by the girls and didn't want to antagonize them. The clues would come.

"You'll never guess what Frank did to me right in the balcony of the movies!" another of the girls said. "The fresh thing put his hand under my dress, and I wasn't even wearing any panties that day," she winked and continued. "I don't know who got more of a surprise when he got his fingers all wet, but let me tell you girls – until you've felt just a boy's fingers down there, you just haven't lived! What a sensation! So different from those do it yourself jobs!" and she winked again.

"You mean you let him make you come right in the balcony?" another girl asked.

"When you have a good come, it doesn't matter where you are!" Debby told the group in a superior way. "But it's better not to let a boy fiddle around between your legs where someone is apt to see and snitch on you."

Acting as the group leader, which she really was, questioned another girl, Susan.

"What's with you and that hot-pants Eddie of yours," she asked bluntly.

Susan answered the question with a question of her own. "Do you suppose those birth control pills you gave me, Debby, really do the trick?"

"Of course, stupid," Debby said. "But you've got to make sure you take them before you let a boy do anything. Afterwards doesn't work!"

"Then I hope I don't get into any trouble," Susan said worriedly. "Eddie sort of… well, he did something in the car Saturday that really took me by surprise. His stuff was dripping out for hours after…" Susan bit her lips and then said, "I just hope nothing happens. I gulped down three of those pills, but if I'm knocked up, my father will do something terrible. I'm really afraid…"

"I warned you to take those pills before if you thought there was a chance Eddie would break your cherry! Well, don't worry about it now until you miss your period – if you do," Debby said sternly.

This was all very interesting to Charisse. Apparently there was a lot more sex going on than she had dreamed of among the girls, and Debby was the leader and teacher there too! Charisse wondered if there was a cherry in the whole group of girls. Apparently what she had done with Taka, letting him break her maidenhead, was not such a unique experience with girls of her age. They were all curious and sex-hungry and in spite of all the moralizing by parents, when the time came they just went and got themselves fucked. And maybe that was just the way things should be in this modern day and age. You couldn't start to live too soon, and fucking was very definitely a most enjoyable, thrilling part of life…

The girls' talk session gradually petered out until Charisse was alone with Debby in her room.

"If you're sleepy, Debby, I'll go," Charisse said. "But it would be nice if we could talk…"

"Stick around, I want to talk to you too, Charisse," Debby answered. "How was your little vacation? Anything interesting turn-up?"

Charisse wished she could tell Debbie how Taka's most interesting cock had turned up, and all the other thrilling details of her first hump session, but for some reason she felt this wasn't the right time and kept quiet.

"Well, if it was such a bore, I've got something here in one of my scrapbooks that might give you a jolt," Debby said. Seeing Charisse's concerned look, she added, "Oh, it's none of that gossip shit about your mother… this stuff is something else again! I cut these things out from one of those new hippie sex newspapers they're putting out all over – you can actually buy these from the newsdealer in town."

She pointed to what seemed like a poem in one of the scrapbooks and Charisse blushed furiously in spite of herself. It WAS a poem, but the filthiest thing she had ever seen in print in her whole like! Then Debby topped the shock of the poem by turning to pictures cut out from the same type of newspapers. Charisse gulped in surprise at what they showed. There was a handsome college boy with hippie-style sideburns, and a lovely college girl with long hair – both were completely nude, and the girl had the boy's prick in her mouth!

"Look at her sucking that cock!" Debby snickered. "I wonder how she was even able to get the head of a prick that big in her mouth?"

"It is a big one, isn't it!" Charisse exclaimed involuntarily. The girl was kneeling in front of the boy and his rigid, enormous cock was half in her mouth. His dick was so big that Charisse was sure the head was practically down the girl's throat. How could her expression be so blissfully happy? That gigantic prick must surely be choking her! And here she thought that Taka was king of cocks! Apparently there were white boys who were even more generously endowed by nature… to make things even more realistic, a little dribble of white sperm was running down the side of the girl's mouth. It was supposed to show that the boy had just shot his load down her throat…