J. Watson - High school swingers

"God," he said. "You hot little bitch!"

"Call me what you want!" she cried. "Do anything you want. Just fuck me!"

He reached beneath her and cupped her asscheeks. This way he was driving his spear deeper into her tight cunt. He wished that he had taken off his shirt.

He wished he could feel her hard little nipples poking holes in his chest, but there would be other times. He had barely tapped this little sexpot. There were going to be many other chances to teach her all about sex.

His balls were getting tight as he continued to thrust savagely into her hot box.

"Jesus, baby," he said softly. "Jesus, you're so tight. So Goddamned tight. I can't help myself. I'm going to have to give you my cum."

"Yes," she urged him. "Give it to me. Fill me up. Give me all your cum."

"Oh, Jesus Christ," he said. "Jesus Christ, I can't hold it any longer."

She thrust up at him once again as she felt his hot cum pouring into her hungry pussy. At the same time, she felt herself climbing. "Yes!" she cried. "Give it to me! I'm coming, too! I'm coming with you. Oh yes, squirt that stuff in me! It makes me feel so hot, SO HOTTT!" They collapsed in each other's arms and it was a long time before either of them could move.

Debbie didn't like the way the boy was watching her as she brought back the two Cokes. She felt his eyes on her as she rejoined the crowd and found that Diane was nowhere to be found. She was aware that the young, curly-haired boy had walked up behind her.

"You looking for your friend?" he asked.

His voice was surly and his eyes were wicked. Debbie was glad there were a lot of people around.

"Yes," Debbie said. "I am."

"I saw her leave with that teacher," the boy said. "Over there."

"You mean Mr. Kinkaid?" Debbie asked.

"Yeah," the boy said. "That's the one."

"But where did they go?" Debbie asked.

"That way," the boy said. He grinned at her as he pointed toward the woods. "They both looked like they were kind of in a hurry."

The look on his face left no doubt in Debbie's mind that he was telling the truth. But why would Diane and Mr. Kinkaid go into the woods together? A possibility came to Debbie but she dismissed the idea quickly. With any other girl, it might be possible. Even Debbie might have been tempted to take Mr. Kinkaid up on an offer, but not Diane. Debbie had known Diane too long. They'd been friends all through grammar school and then high school, and even talked about going to the same college.

Debbie knew her friend almost as well as she knew herself. Diane was a prudish virgin, and definitely not the type to go walking in the woods with grown men. Yet, there had been something different about her friend lately, something Debbie couldn't quite understand. Maybe there was something to what this boy said.

"Maybe you'd like to go looking for them?" the boy asked.

The thought was exciting. She kept telling herself that her friend could be doing nothing wrong. Perhaps she would really see something unexpected, like Diane and Mr. Kinkaid together. Debbie felt a little weak in her knees.

"What about it?" the boy asked. "My name's Tod. We might see something interesting."

"Not Diane," Debbie protested. "Diane's a very nice girl. We wouldn't see a thing."

"Are you afraid to find out?" Tod taunted.

"Of course not," Debbie said.

"Then let's go look."

Debbie wanted to refuse, but something urged her to follow the boy. He started off toward the woods looking over his shoulder at her.

When he saw her standing still he gave her a smug leer. That settled it. She wanted to see his face when he found out she was right and there was nothing going on. Debbie pulled her head up and walked proudly after him.

The two of them had barely entered the woods when Debbie felt her heart pounding rapidly. She felt wicked. Again she told herself that there could be nothing going on. Yet, she couldn't think of any good reason for Diane and Mr. Kinkaid to be in the woods together.

"Shhhhh," Tod said. He grabbed her arm. "They're just up ahead. From here on, we walk real soft."

There were beads of sweat on Tod's upper lip and his eyes were burning with an intense excitement.

She let her eyes sweep dawn until she saw the heavy bulge in his trousers. She suddenly thought of another reason why Tod wanted her to go to the woods. Maybe everything he had been telling her was a lie, and he wanted her alone in the woods to rape her. Like every girl, Debbie had fantasies about rape but didn't want any of her fantasies to come true.

"I think I'll go back," Debbie said.

He clutched her arm in a grip so fierce that her arm turned white.

"No," he said. "Just up ahead. I hear them. Don't you want to see your friend?"

Debbie started to jerk her arm away, but then she also heard the soft sounds coming from up ahead. Again she felt her heart pounding fiercely. She couldn't believe what she heard.

It sounded like a girl crying softly. It was not hurt crying but pleased crying, like when a girl was getting something that made her happy.

"You hear them now?" Tod asked.

"I hear somebody," she admitted. "But it's not Diane. I know it couldn't be Diane."

"Come see," he insisted.

His hand dropped from her arm. For a moment she wanted to turn and run, but she just couldn't. This time Tod took her by the hand.

"Just follow me," he said.

She went with him. There was no fear of being seen. They stopped just at the edge of the clearing with a clear view of everything going oft.

Debbie's tint thought was that she'd been right and it wasn't her friend. The hot little girl who was begging Mr. Kinkaid for more, as he slapped his thick cock into her, couldn't possibly be prudish Diane.

Then the shock reaction set in because Debbie knew the naked tits, that straight, black hair, that soft, sexy voice could only belong to her friend.

"Oh, my God," Debbie said softly.

Debbie felt wicked standing there watching, but she couldn't find the strength to move away. She felt Tod's arm going around her waist and pulling her close. She didn't try to move away.

"It's Diane," she said. "It really is Diane. How could she do it?"

But Debbie really didn't need an answer to that question. She already knew the answer. Diane had been strongly attracted to the teacher from the start. One look at those hot eyes let a girl know that he knew his way around.

Tod's hand dropped from her waist to cup one asscheek and the still didn't protest. Actually his fingers felt good stroking her through her tight shorts. She felt a warmth between her thighs from his fingers and partly from what she was watching. She realized that Mr. Kinkaid and Diane were approaching climax.

"We've got to get out of hew," she said.

"I've got a car," he told her. "It's parked near the entrance."

She knew what he wanted and she knew she couldn't refuse. She wanted the same thing. Just watching had stirred her blood hotly.

"Okay," she said softly.

She kept hearing Diane's soft moans as she walked out of the woods. She couldn't believe it, any of her other friends, but not Diane. She couldn't believe she had seen Debbie, naked, with her legs in the air and Mr. Kinkaid's big cock filling her up.

Debbie knew one thing for sure. The relationship between her and Diane would never be quite the same.

"Here it is," Tod said.

He opened the door for her and she slid in. She didn't waste any time. She slid close to him as soon as he got under the wheel. She put her hand on his thigh and felt the heat. She allowed her finger to touch his bulge.

"Ummmm," she said. "Let's go somewhere quick."

"I'm with you, baby," he said.

Debbie remembered that only a few moments before she had been afraid this boy was going to rape her and now she was afraid he wasn't. It was strange how things could change so quickly. She didn't even know the boy. She only knew that he had wicked eyes, a good build and probably knew how to use his cock.