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Where I grew up, just outside of town, there was a huge stand of poplar trees and I went there often. I had a favorite tree which I would sit in for hours, contemplating things and life. I even jerked off up there a time or two.
One afternoon, I had sort of dozed off when I was suddenly woken by voices. Looking through the branches and foliage, I saw Sam and Betty from school, sitting under a nearby tree.
I kept still and quiet, hoping that they would not see me.
Betty and I had never dated but we’d always got along well. She was eighteen, same age as me. She was very bright in school and her marks would get her a scholarship when she graduated. She was a cute brunette, about five feet four and had good, not great, breasts.
On the other hand, I’d had several run-ins with Sam when we were much younger. He was an asshole, a bully, and I avoided him at every opportunity.
So, there they were, sitting under a tree, facing each other, talking. After a time, Sam got up and sat behind Betty with his legs on either side of her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and started kissing her neck and nuzzling her ears and hair.
But when he tried to fondle her boobs, she resisted and pulled his hands back down into her lap. I thought it likely that he had a boner because he kept pushing into her backside and she kept moving away.
Then he lay down on his side and moved her into place beside him. They hugged and kissed but when he tried again to feel her boobs or under her skirt, she pushed his hands away and said, "No, don't do that.”
Eventually, he moved her onto her back and lay partially on top of her. While he was kissing her neck, she looked over his shoulder - and up at me.
Fuck! I thought there would be hell to pay, that they’d accuse me of spying on them. Betty’s eyes got as big as saucers and her mouth formed a big "O" in surprise. But then she put a finger up to her mouth, making a silent shushing gesture.
Whew, that’s okay, I thought, she wouldn't let on that I was up there watching them.
Once again, she stopped Sam's wandering hands and raised up into a sitting position. She was facing me and Sam was on his side, his back to me.
She gazed down at Sam and said, ”I suppose other girls let you feel them up?"
He chuckled and bragged, “Yeah, a few."
“Who?” she asked sweetly.
"I better not tell."
"I won't tell anybody you told me."
“Well,” he said, as if reluctant. But I knew him. He’d want to boast. Then he proved me correct. “Okay, but no telling.” After Betty nodded, he declared, “Isabel. She not only lets me feel her up but we've done it several times."
"Oh sure, but she's the town bicycle. All you guys have done her. Who else?"
"Well, I got my hand into Glenda's slacks once and touched her pussy. She wasn't too happy about it."
"I've seen you at the movies with Linda. What about her?"
"We never did it, but she did hold onto my cock during the movie. She only let me rub her tits."
"Did she masturbate you at the movie?"
"No. She only held it."
“I hear that her sister Judy does it. Have you had sex with her?"
"Oh yeah. We did it once under the bleachers at the stadium last summer. I keep asking her for a date but she says no. She's going steady now. "
"What about Leigh?"
I listened intently. I knew Leigh wasn’t a pushover but the rumour around school suggested she might do it.
"Last summer,” said Sam, “I was swimming in her pool with her when her folks were away. We got naked afterwards in the house. She kissed my penis and sucked on it for a couple of seconds."
“Really? Did you have sex?"
"No. After she tasted my cock, she wouldn't do any more than that."
"Did you kiss her pussy?"
"Sure. She got pretty excited but she still wouldn't do it."
"Have you gone down on any of the other girls?"
"No. Never,” he said.
"Do you want to go down on me?"
I nearly fell out of my tree when I heard that. What the fuck, I thought
Sam obviously got all excited. "For sure,” he said.
"But you can't tell anybody,” said Betty. “And I won't have sex with you, or touch you, or go down on you. Is that understood? You okay with that?”
"Sure. That's okay."
Betty stood, reached under her skirt and pulled down her frilly panties, leaving them hooked around her right ankle. Then, hiking up her skirt, she lay down again and spread her legs.
Hell! By now I had a whale of a solid erection. I had no idea why she was doing this but I didn't really give a shit. It was hot and awesome. Betty, I love you!
Sam eagerly got between her legs and Betty put both hands inside her thighs. I couldn’t see but guessed she had spread her pussy lips because she said, "Lick up and down first.”
From my view at the side, I saw his head move up and down, his hands wrapped around her thighs.
"Lick at the top. Around and around. Can you feel my little nub?"
“Mmm," he mumbled.
Her hands were on the back of his head and moved in sync with his head as his tongue licked her pussy lips.
"That's it. Gently now, up and down… lick the nub some more.” She sighed and rocked her hips. ”Faster… Up and down again…. A little harder. Faster,” she urged and began to moan, her breath coming in gasps.
“Aahhh; that's so good. Keep licking. Mmm."
She suddenly looked sideways up at me and gave me a massive grin. I smiled back, gave a thumbs up, and she winked. I couldn’t decide whether she was really enjoying herself or putting on a damn good show for me.
Whatever the reason, did I care? Not at all. In fact, I had a fist wrapped around my stiff cock inside my jeans. They were so tight that I could only manage a slight up and down jerking movement but I couldn't get my cock out without rearranging my position in the tree and I was afraid that I might fall out of it if I did that!
“Harder, faster,” Betty demanded, bucking her hips and squirming on her butt. "Quick, lick my clit."
Urgently, she grasped his head and jammed his face right into her mound. She ground furiously on his face and then gasped loudly. ”Ahhhh, mmm.”
I presumed she’d come because, gradually, she stopped rotating her hips and her breathing slowed. After a few moments, she pushed Sam away and got to her feet.
"Thanks Sam, that was lovely,” she said, reaching down for her panties. She pulled them up, brushed off her skirt and said, "See ya."
And she left.
Yikes! I was so horny but I could only jerk my cock an inch at a time inside my restricting, tight jeans. Sam stood and dropped his pants and shorts. Of course, he too had an erection! I could see that he was cut and maybe five inches long. Oh good, I thought, at least his pecker is not bigger than mine.
Sam started jerking off. He rubbed his nuts with one hand and stroked his length with the other. His face was sloppy wet with Betty's pussy juices and he rubbed a hand over his mouth and then smoothed her juices over his pecker, using it as lube. He jerked furiously. It only took a couple of minutes before he spurted against the tree trunk, gasping and moaning. Finished, he pulled up his clothing and left.
I waited maybe a minute or so before I shifted position so that I could unzip my jeans. I released my throbbing cock. It was coated with pre-cum and was as hard as a rock. It had never felt so firm and thick as I fisted it, sliding my foreskin back and forth over my shiny, wet and fully engorged glans.
I should have taken time to prolong my pleasure but I couldn’t wait. I was totally aroused, excited by what I’d witnessed and, rather quickly, squirt after glorious squirt of jizz arced and splattered down to the ground. My chest heaved and I panted, slowing stroking my hot cock as it slowly wilted.
I waited, probably for half-an-hour, before I got down from the tree to go home. I wanted to make certain that they had long gone.
The next day I saw Betty in the library. She wasn’t at all embarassed. Instead, she gave me one of her special big grins and said, "Mum's the word, Bobby."
And it has been… until today!
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My thanks to JWren for all the editing help.
One afternoon, I had sort of dozed off when I was suddenly woken by voices. Looking through the branches and foliage, I saw Sam and Betty from school, sitting under a nearby tree.
I kept still and quiet, hoping that they would not see me.
Betty and I had never dated but we’d always got along well. She was eighteen, same age as me. She was very bright in school and her marks would get her a scholarship when she graduated. She was a cute brunette, about five feet four and had good, not great, breasts.
On the other hand, I’d had several run-ins with Sam when we were much younger. He was an asshole, a bully, and I avoided him at every opportunity.
So, there they were, sitting under a tree, facing each other, talking. After a time, Sam got up and sat behind Betty with his legs on either side of her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and started kissing her neck and nuzzling her ears and hair.
But when he tried to fondle her boobs, she resisted and pulled his hands back down into her lap. I thought it likely that he had a boner because he kept pushing into her backside and she kept moving away.
Then he lay down on his side and moved her into place beside him. They hugged and kissed but when he tried again to feel her boobs or under her skirt, she pushed his hands away and said, "No, don't do that.”
Eventually, he moved her onto her back and lay partially on top of her. While he was kissing her neck, she looked over his shoulder - and up at me.
Fuck! I thought there would be hell to pay, that they’d accuse me of spying on them. Betty’s eyes got as big as saucers and her mouth formed a big "O" in surprise. But then she put a finger up to her mouth, making a silent shushing gesture.
Whew, that’s okay, I thought, she wouldn't let on that I was up there watching them.
Once again, she stopped Sam's wandering hands and raised up into a sitting position. She was facing me and Sam was on his side, his back to me.
She gazed down at Sam and said, ”I suppose other girls let you feel them up?"
He chuckled and bragged, “Yeah, a few."
“Who?” she asked sweetly.
"I better not tell."
"I won't tell anybody you told me."
“Well,” he said, as if reluctant. But I knew him. He’d want to boast. Then he proved me correct. “Okay, but no telling.” After Betty nodded, he declared, “Isabel. She not only lets me feel her up but we've done it several times."
"Oh sure, but she's the town bicycle. All you guys have done her. Who else?"
"Well, I got my hand into Glenda's slacks once and touched her pussy. She wasn't too happy about it."
"I've seen you at the movies with Linda. What about her?"
"We never did it, but she did hold onto my cock during the movie. She only let me rub her tits."
"Did she masturbate you at the movie?"
"No. She only held it."
“I hear that her sister Judy does it. Have you had sex with her?"
"Oh yeah. We did it once under the bleachers at the stadium last summer. I keep asking her for a date but she says no. She's going steady now. "
"What about Leigh?"
I listened intently. I knew Leigh wasn’t a pushover but the rumour around school suggested she might do it.
"Last summer,” said Sam, “I was swimming in her pool with her when her folks were away. We got naked afterwards in the house. She kissed my penis and sucked on it for a couple of seconds."
“Really? Did you have sex?"
"No. After she tasted my cock, she wouldn't do any more than that."
"Did you kiss her pussy?"
"Sure. She got pretty excited but she still wouldn't do it."
"Have you gone down on any of the other girls?"
"No. Never,” he said.
"Do you want to go down on me?"
I nearly fell out of my tree when I heard that. What the fuck, I thought
Sam obviously got all excited. "For sure,” he said.
"But you can't tell anybody,” said Betty. “And I won't have sex with you, or touch you, or go down on you. Is that understood? You okay with that?”
"Sure. That's okay."
Betty stood, reached under her skirt and pulled down her frilly panties, leaving them hooked around her right ankle. Then, hiking up her skirt, she lay down again and spread her legs.
Hell! By now I had a whale of a solid erection. I had no idea why she was doing this but I didn't really give a shit. It was hot and awesome. Betty, I love you!
Sam eagerly got between her legs and Betty put both hands inside her thighs. I couldn’t see but guessed she had spread her pussy lips because she said, "Lick up and down first.”
From my view at the side, I saw his head move up and down, his hands wrapped around her thighs.
"Lick at the top. Around and around. Can you feel my little nub?"
“Mmm," he mumbled.
Her hands were on the back of his head and moved in sync with his head as his tongue licked her pussy lips.
"That's it. Gently now, up and down… lick the nub some more.” She sighed and rocked her hips. ”Faster… Up and down again…. A little harder. Faster,” she urged and began to moan, her breath coming in gasps.
“Aahhh; that's so good. Keep licking. Mmm."
She suddenly looked sideways up at me and gave me a massive grin. I smiled back, gave a thumbs up, and she winked. I couldn’t decide whether she was really enjoying herself or putting on a damn good show for me.
Whatever the reason, did I care? Not at all. In fact, I had a fist wrapped around my stiff cock inside my jeans. They were so tight that I could only manage a slight up and down jerking movement but I couldn't get my cock out without rearranging my position in the tree and I was afraid that I might fall out of it if I did that!
“Harder, faster,” Betty demanded, bucking her hips and squirming on her butt. "Quick, lick my clit."
Urgently, she grasped his head and jammed his face right into her mound. She ground furiously on his face and then gasped loudly. ”Ahhhh, mmm.”
I presumed she’d come because, gradually, she stopped rotating her hips and her breathing slowed. After a few moments, she pushed Sam away and got to her feet.
"Thanks Sam, that was lovely,” she said, reaching down for her panties. She pulled them up, brushed off her skirt and said, "See ya."
And she left.
Yikes! I was so horny but I could only jerk my cock an inch at a time inside my restricting, tight jeans. Sam stood and dropped his pants and shorts. Of course, he too had an erection! I could see that he was cut and maybe five inches long. Oh good, I thought, at least his pecker is not bigger than mine.
Sam started jerking off. He rubbed his nuts with one hand and stroked his length with the other. His face was sloppy wet with Betty's pussy juices and he rubbed a hand over his mouth and then smoothed her juices over his pecker, using it as lube. He jerked furiously. It only took a couple of minutes before he spurted against the tree trunk, gasping and moaning. Finished, he pulled up his clothing and left.
I waited maybe a minute or so before I shifted position so that I could unzip my jeans. I released my throbbing cock. It was coated with pre-cum and was as hard as a rock. It had never felt so firm and thick as I fisted it, sliding my foreskin back and forth over my shiny, wet and fully engorged glans.
I should have taken time to prolong my pleasure but I couldn’t wait. I was totally aroused, excited by what I’d witnessed and, rather quickly, squirt after glorious squirt of jizz arced and splattered down to the ground. My chest heaved and I panted, slowing stroking my hot cock as it slowly wilted.
I waited, probably for half-an-hour, before I got down from the tree to go home. I wanted to make certain that they had long gone.
The next day I saw Betty in the library. She wasn’t at all embarassed. Instead, she gave me one of her special big grins and said, "Mum's the word, Bobby."
And it has been… until today!
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My thanks to JWren for all the editing help.
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