Peter lightly grazed a fingertip against her panty-covered mound, making her gasp in anticipation. Erin spread her thighs even more, offering herself to him as his fingers wandered over the damp fabric. Peter was inexperienced with girls, especially below the waist, but his older brother had recently sat him down to teach him how to please a “real woman.” Peter remembered the lesson now. He teased Erin, gently running his fingers over her mound then trailing down along her slit, barely touching, then lightly along her thigh and back up to start over again.
Erin was going wild. Peter’s fingertips were electric. She raised her hips, pushing back against him, desperate for firm contact. Peter smiled, thrilled at Erin’s response to his attentions, thankful for his brother’s wisdom. She moaned into his mouth, audibly pleading for his touch. Peter complied. He slid a fingertip inside the elastic of her panties and ran it up along her slit, then pressed his palm against her clit at the same time he twisted her nipple.
“AAIIIGGGHHHH!!”
Erin flung herself back against the car door and lifted her butt off the seat, thrusting against Peter’s hand. As she writhed and squealed he pushed his index finger inside her, wriggling it into her steaming, virgin cunt as his thumb tweaked her clit. Erin exploded in an orgasm, her body and mind reeling in pleasure.
* * *
While Erin was having her first genuine orgasm, Amanda was slipping off her panties and climbing into Bobby’s lap, facing him with her knees on the seat. She lifted up and reached down, grasping his hard shaft and swabbing it against her dripping gash.
Amanda hesitated briefly, savoring the moment, then dropped her hips, driving him deep inside her. When the last inch plunged into her depths she held it there, grinding against him. She could feel her pussy grip the throbbing rod filling her body. Amanda raised up and drove back down, again and again and again.
“Oh, yeah! Fuck Me! Yes! YES!” she cried.
* * *
With Amanda’s wailing filling the car, Peter continued exploring Erin’s steaming pussy with his fingers and squeezing her tits until she felt that her entire body might shatter into a million pieces. She was lying back, panting, her body tingling, and when Peter slid her soaked panties down her legs she made no move to stop him. She just closed her eyes, wearing nothing but a short skirt bunched around her waist, trying to catch her breath.
Playing with Erin’s velvety snatch while Amanda screamed made Peter mad with desire. The feel, the smell, and the wild, sexy sounds in the car stoked an inferno inside him. Seeing Erin lying back against the car door, eyes closed, gasping for breath with her legs spread and her wet cunt shining with her juices, he couldn’t resist. He dropped his head between her legs and painted a long, wet lick along her slit.
Erin’s body clenched up at the feel of Peter’s tongue on her pussy. She opened her eyes and saw his head between her legs, bobbing up and down. His tongue was sliding along her most intimate area, his hands pushing her thighs wide open.
Oh, my God! she thought. He’s eating me out! Suddenly another wave of carnal shock exploded through her. Erin had heard of oral sex before but never thought it was something she would ever do, much less enjoy. But she was. She was enjoying it more than anything she had ever imagined. Peter’s tongue was sliding along her previously untouched vagina and when he clamped down on her clit she screeched as intense waves of pleasure washed over her.
Erin went wild, grasping her knees and pulling her legs as wide as they could go. She grabbed a handful of Peter’s hair and mashed his face against her dripping gash as gurgling sounds uttered from her throat. Peter’s was beside himself with joy, loving the taste, the smell and the feel of Erin’s wetness, loving how she thrashed against the car door while he sucked and slurped her juices. Erin threw her head back and wailed, squirming all over the back seat as Peter licked her. She felt she might pass out or pull a muscle, she was shaking so much.
When Peter paused to catch his breath Erin grabbed his head and dragged his mouth to hers. They locked in a passionate kiss, their tongues intertwined and lips mashed together. Peter’s face was a mess, dripping with Erin’s juices, and she tasted herself for the first time. She tasted like sex, she decided.
* * *
After Amada came all over Bobby’s cock she pulled off and took him back in her mouth. His hard meat easily glided through her lips as she rubbed his balls. She sucked urgently, slathering his rod with her lips and tongue. She could feel Bobby’s climax approaching.
Amanda dropped a finger to her clit again, sending another powerful orgasm through her. She squirmed in the passenger seat, her screams coming out as muffled gags around Bobby’s cock stuffed in her mouth. Amanda was greedy for Bobby’s load. She wrapped her hand around his meat and pumped.
Bobby was seeing stars. “Oh, FUCK I’m gonna cum!” he shrieked. He grabbed the back of Amanda’s head and thrust upward, shooting thick streams of semen onto her tongue. Amanda clamped her lips tightly around him, loving the feel of hot cum flooding her mouth. Fluid seeped out from her lips and flowed down her chin. Bobby wailed as Amanda drained him, jerking his rod and massaging his balls, making sure to swallow every drop of sperm from his spurting shaft.
* * *
Erin’s heart raced, knowing that it was her turn now. She dropped her hand to Peter’s thigh and squeezed, then dragged her fingers into his lap. She spread her palm over his hardness, making her shake with anticipation. It felt big. She curled her fingers around it and rubbed along its length, getting a feel for it. Having his hard cock in her grip made her kiss him even more energetically, spit dripping down her chin as she massaged his bulge. She was shaking when she moved her hand to the button on his jeans. Everything she had ever learned was screaming in her brain that she was making a bad decision, but she didn’t care. She unsnapped the button, then grabbed his zipper and pulled it down. Erin reached inside and rubbed Peter’s throbbing erection through his underwear.
Peter was beside himself, trembling with anticipation as the brown-haired beauty stroked him. Unable to contain himself, he pushed his pants to his knees, briefs and all, exposing himself fully. Erin gasped as she wrapped her fingers around him, feeling a man’s naked penis in her grip for the first time.
Erin held him in her fist as they made out wildly in the back seat. It was not a smooth, rigid cylinder as she had expected. There were veins spidering along the shaft and it had a pronounced upward curve. The end was smooth and had a sharp ridge, like a bell. It felt so warm and alive. Erin took it all in, exploring with her fingers. She let out a squeal of joy into Peter’s mouth.
Erin had never given a hand-job but knew she was supposed to stroke him up and down. She hoped she was doing it right. Based on the sounds he was making Peter seemed to be enjoying it which made Erin feel good. She wanted to please him.
In the front seat Bobby and Amanda were laying down silently, holding each other, breathing heavily and listening in on their friends.
“Is this good?” Erin panted.
“Oh, my God! Yes!” he responded.
Amanda and Bobby giggled softly.
Feeling more confident now, Erin stroked Peter’s shaft from base to tip, finding her rhythm. She reached down to explore his testicles, holding them in her palm, feeling their weight, massaging them. She knew that eventually Peter was supposed to ejaculate, and she wondered what that would be like. How much stuff would there be? Where was it going to go?
Peter groaned and wrapped his arm around Erin’s shoulder. “That feels so good, baby,” he cooed. Erin was excited to know she was giving Peter pleasure, especially after what he did to her. Suddenly Erin felt an urge to get a good look at the hard shaft in her grip so she broke away from their kiss and dropped her head down to Peter’s chest, resting it there as she pumped him.
It was the first hard cock she had ever seen. It didn’t look anything like the pictures in her Biology textbooks. It was bigger, redder, shinier and alive with energy, unlike the dry images she had seen on the page. Erin was entranced.
Peter looked down at the head of beautiful brown hair against his chest. He could tell Erin was staring at his raging hardon, and he made himself resist the urge to force her down into his lap. He had a feeling she would get there on her own, and that would just make things better. He couldn’t stop himself, though, from lifting his butt of the seat, pushing his rod up through her fist, bringing it closer to her face.
As Erin stroked him, Peter slid his hand down her back and pulled up her skirt. He reached behind and trailed his middle finger to her dripping pussy, then curled it inside. Erin groaned when she felt his finger penetrate her again. She leaned forward on her elbows and lifted her rear end up, giving him room to explore and bringing her head even closer to his lap. Now she was pumping his cock right in front of her face as his finger wiggled inside her.
The combination of Peter’s finger in her cunt and the hard cock in her hand made Erin ravenous. Peter’s erection was right before her eyes, hot and hard, and it was calling to her. She moved even closer, the smooth mushroom head just inches away. It looked delicious.
Erin spied a drop of liquid oozing from the crown. She inhaled, delighting in his manly smell. Gingerly, she slipped her tongue out and washed the head of his cock.
“Ooooh, fuck!” Peter groaned. “Yeah, that feels good!”
Still listening in, Amanda and Bobby smiled at each other, happy that their two nerdy friends were discovering new pleasures.
When she looked back down at Peter’s erection the liquid was gone. It was in her mouth. Erin couldn’t believe that she lapped up Peter’s juices but she did and she loved it. She wanted more.
Erin dropped her head and licked the head of Peter’s cock again. She marveled at feeling of her tongue against his smooth skin. She licked it again, and again, and then she was licking all over his mushroom head, her tongue twirling like it was electrically charged. After she got the crown dripping with her saliva she looked up at Peter and saw a looked of bliss on his face.
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