Ken Preston - More than a daughter

"Yes!" I said, so promptly Joan looked at me oddly. "Did it hurt?"

She frowned, thinking back. "No. I was too excited. It could be that I really didn't have a cherry. Some girls don't, you know. His cock went right in – not just ka-boom! – but gradually, and it felt really wonderful. Well, that was the beginning. Until he died, we did it every single night. He taught me sexual love and many things that Allen knows I know. Right, Allen?"

"You had a fantastic teacher. And no doubt, a fantastic lover. And speaking of being loved…"

I blocked his move to take Joan in his arms. "Wait a minute, you horny red-head," I told him. "I want to hear about Dolly's first time. Dolly?"

"My early sexual experience was in no way as pleasant as Joan's," Dolly began, "In fact, if she hadn't found me and straightened my head around, my first experience might have been almost my last. I didn't think boys were very nice, after it happened."

"What happened?" Dirk and Allen chorused.

Dolly swallowed hard, bad memories flooding back to take over her emotions. "I was gangbanged," she said simply.

My brother groaned.

"I had the bad luck to get mad at our high school's chief stud, just a year ago, and I told him to go fuck a tree. For revenge, and to satisfy his huge ego, he got three of his buddies together and they kidnapped me right off my own front porch swing where I was sleeping on a hot night. They took me out in the country, in a big old Packard sedan that he had fixed up into a kind of a mobile bedroom. We drove way out in the sticks, and I was given the choice of putting out or getting out, and walking back to town." Dolly paused for a minute, thinking about that night. "Now don't get me wrong. I was not raped. Jeff was too clever for that. You know, from reading the papers, what a shin chance a girl has of proving rape in court, or even forceful entry and abduction. I knew I would have to do it, but I wasn't terrified – just damn mad and a bit shaky at what I knew I would have to do, to get home in a reasonably good condition."

"Jeff and I weren't strangers. I had dated him. I suppose just because all the girls in my class were nuts about him, and it was the thing to do to go out with the handsome class stud and then tell the other chicks all about how you made out, in the bull sessions in the girls powder room at school. We went to a drive-in movie on that date and had a swell time, up to the point where Jeff got turned on and wanted to fuck. I did, too, but he was so crude about demanding his way, and using four letter words, that he put a different slant on making love. He made me feel like a cheap slut, the way he talked to me. I was cherry, and I guess I had some high ideals about love and sex and having a boy do something so intimate with me as putting his thing in my virgin hole. Anyway, he pissed me off and I told him he could go fuck himself with his long dick. I guess he brooded about not banging a neat chick. He didn't like his make-out record spoiled."

"I was no stranger to sex. I had a boy go down on me, and I'd played with more than one stiff cock before that first night with Jeff, but I had never gone all the way. I even liked Jeff, even on the night they whisked me off in the Packard. He was awfully good looking, and hung, but he'd just gotten ego-ridden and too crudely pushy to suit me."

"Did all four of those jokers jump you?" Dirk asked.

"They were not rough with me, Dirk," Dolly said. "Just horny and quietly determined to fuck. Actually all of us were turned on by the situation. Believe me, it's something to know you have to get naked and screw a boy with three others watching your every move. But I got hot in spite of being upset at losing my prized cherry under conditions not of my own choosing. When Jeff moved across the big front seat to me, the other guys stayed in back and were very quiet. I let him undress me without a struggle. He wasn't rough. I mean he didn't just rip my clothes off. His cock was out of his pants and it was so huge and so hard I remember thinking oh-what-the-heck, if I had to take a cock in me it might as well be a good one, instead of some little peanut thing that would jab around and get me all hot and not feel like anything at all."

"I'll say this about Jeff – the girls in the powder room hadn't told fibs about his ability as a lover. He was terrific with his tongue! He made me come so fast I couldn't believe it! I looked up at the eyes watching me over the back of the front seat and I guess some weird exhibitionist tendency in me came alive. I figured since I had to go through this anyway, I might as well get what I could out of it I decided right then to let loose and give the whole gang the show of the week. I guess maybe that decision saved me from rougher treatment, because all of a sudden the three jokers who were watching came over to my side, so to speak. I mean, when they took over, they were hotter than hell but they seemed almost grateful for the chance to make it with such a horny wild babe as I seemed to be, that night."

Allen shifted his cock around in his pants, smiling at his own turn-on, imagining he was there in the back of that Packard. "Sex is so crazy, isn't it?" he asked. "I'm remembering how all of us hit the pool and got into our party so neatly it still wipes me out, thinking about it. Conditions, and the people, so to speak, were just light and everything went so well."

I squeezed his cock to stop his flow of words and told him to let Dolly have the floor.

"Well," Dolly continued, "I looked at that stiff thing Jeff was approaching me with and I guess my pussy took over. I lay back and opened my legs and let him work it into me without a whimper of protest. The guys in back couldn't see his cock sliding into my wet cunt, but they sure could hear my reaction to his penetration. I groaned and hollered and sniffled and cried buckets, but when they saw my legs lock over his back and pull him in tight to me they knew I was not exactly in agony! As big as he was, he didn't hurt me much, I was so darn slippery wet inside and out. We were just getting going good, I thought, when the stupid idiot lost all control and like it was his first time, too! I heaved him off me and just lay there, panting, and waiting for one of my watchers to climb over the seat."

I noticed my brother's cocks were raising hell with them, from Dirk and Allen's reaction to Dolly's story. I bet, in their minds, they were waiting in that car, to take their turn between Dolly's shapely legs.

Dolly had her hand inside Dirk's fly, and her hand wasn't idle. I think all of us were turning on, but we wanted to hear what happened next, in the Packard. "When one of the boys tumbled over the seat, I was more than ready. He shoved Jeff over in the corner and put his stiff rod in my soaking pussy so fast I gasped! No warm up was needed. I don't think he was too experienced. He'd stroke real fast, like a bunny, and then realize he was going to go off and he'd try to slow down so he could stay with it longer. But luck wasn't with him. He lasted no longer than Jeff. It was getting ridiculous! I was so hot to screw, my pussy was driving me crazy, and there didn't seem to be a man in the car."

"When he pulled out all red-faced and puffing, he took out a big handkerchief and wiped my soaking pussy, almost apologetically. Strong hands reached over and pulled my naked body into the back seat. Wouldn't you know it! The next joker lasted much longer, but his cock was so small it felt like my finger in me. And number four came almost as soon as his cock bottomed in my pussy. That's what he got far priming his pump so long, watching the others getting it on. But there I was, still roaring hot, looking around for a stud. By this time, Jeff was ready again, and I guess he figured he would show his gang how a real man did a hot female!"