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I live on a farm about twelve miles outside of Lubbock,
so I guess you could call me a country k**. Other than
the bus ride to school and the limitation on extracur-
ricular activities, living so far out isn't bad at all.
Our "farm house" is as modern as any you'll find in
town, and we have all the conveniences everyone else
has.
The main restriction of country living has been its
effect on my social life. It's a rare occasion for a
friend from school to come to see me, and with no
neighbor k**s any-where near close, Lennie, my year-
younger sister, and I sometimes get a little lonely.
Because we've had to depend on each other for friend-
ship, Lennie and I get along a lot better than most
brothers and sisters. I con-sider her a good friend,
and she views me the same way.
Lennie (that's short for "Marlene"-Mom and Dad were
Dietrich fans) and I look a lot alike. We're both blond
with freckles and built on the lean side. (I like to
think of myself as "wiry" and Lennie as "petite," but I
guess most people would classify us both as "thin.") A
lot of girls think I'm nice-looking, or at least Lennie
tells me they do. Lennie's nice-looking, too. Although
she is slender, she blossomed early and is endowed with
really nice breasts, firm, I've heard boys at school
talk about how they would give anything to get in her
panties, so I'm not the only boy who thinks she's sexy
and pretty.
Even though we were close friends and confided in each
other, we hadn't even talked about sex, so I really
didn't know how much she knew or how she felt about it.
Since Mom and Dad only let her double date, I figured
she had not an opportunity to go very far with any boy.
I believed that even though she was almost s*******n
years old, she for a certainty was still a virgin.
Being a virgin was something I could identify with,
because I too was still afflicted with that condition.
Not only was I still a virgin, but I had never touched
a girl sexually and had never seen naked breasts or a
pussy except in girlie magazines. I had had many a
fantasy about seeing and touching a naked girl and
finally going all the way and losing my virginity, but
thus far the only sexual pleasure I had experienced was
from masturbation. Although this exercise gave me some
relief, it didn't last long, and I seemed to grow
hornier with each passing day.
My situation pretty well rocked along like this until
the time Mom and Dad had to leave town for the weekend
to attend a funeral. Because we had a****ls that needed
feed-ing, I got the chore of staying home and taking
care of them. That suited me fine, because I had no
desire at all to go with Mom and Dad.
When Lennie found I was staying home, she pleaded to
stay home too. Mom and Dad allowed it on the condition
that neither of us have a date while they were gone.
They did agree that I could go see the movie at the
drive-in as long as I took Lennie with me. I hadn't
planned to leave her at home by herself anyway, so that
wasn't any big deal. After final admonitions to behave
ourselves and eat well, Mom and Dad finally left on
Friday morning just as Lennie and I hurried to catch the
school bus.
After school was out and Lennie and I rode the school
bus home, I went down to the barn and took care of my
chores- feeding the cattle, filling the hog trough, and
putting seed in the chicken feeder. When I finished and
got back to the house, Lennie had cooked supper and had
it on the table. She's a good cook, and I complimented
her on the meal.
She seemed pleased by the compliment and said that she
liked trying to be a "good wife" for me. She smiled and
said there were a lot of things about being a wife she
didn't know about yet, but she was looking forward to
finding out about them. I laughed and told her she still
had a ways to go before that happened. She just smiled
again-a soft, enigmatic sort of smile-and said, "Well,
maybe so, maybe not. In the meantime, why don't we get
cleaned up so we can go to the movie. You are taking me
to the movie tonight, aren't you?"
"You bet," I replied. I couldn't resist teasing her a
little and added, "You finally get to go on a one-on-one
date, but it's with your brother."
With that strange smile back on her face, Lennie said,
"Well, make fun of me if you want, big brother, but I
could do a whole lot worse. A lot of my friends would
love to be in my place tonight."
"Yeah, I'll bet. Who are you talking about-skinny, buck-
toothed Sally?"
Lennie laughed and said, "Well, I'm sure she would too,
but I was talking about Lauren."
"Lauren Wilton? You mean Lauren Wilton wants to have a
date with me? How did you find out? She's so quiet, I'm
amazed she would have talked about it."
Lennie grinned and said, "She's just quiet around you.
Around other girls she's not that way. She's told me a
lot of things about herself-some of them really per-
sonal. One of the things was that she has a bad case
of the hots for you."
I was totally surprised by Lennie's revelation. Lauren
Wilton was a girl about Lennie's age, and even though
she was quiet and a little on the shy side, I had always
thought she was pretty. Not only pretty, but sexy, with
a cute cheerleader-type body. I began to think that
maybe there was more to Lauren than met the eye and that
I should think about asking her for a date. I wasn't
sure what Lennie meant by "hots," but it did sound as if
the prospects might be better than just a little hand-
holding. Even though Lauren's brother and I were
friends, I wasn't averse to the thought of trying to
find out just what her "hots" amounted to.
I was also surprised by Lennie's using such a word to
de-scribe how Lauren felt. I had considered Lennie to be
completely innocent and naive about sex and was taken
aback that she seemed to be a little more knowledgeable
about the subject than I have given her credit for. I
realized from the way she described her relation with
Lauren that girls talked among themselves just as boys
did and recognized she might be a whole lot further down
the road of knowledge than I thought.
I also realized that maybe I had been wrong about her.
Maybe she really wasn't a virgin, maybe she had already
in fact been laid. As good looking as she was, I could
see where boys would want to plow her little garden-in
the deepest, most secret of my masturbatory fantasies, I
had even thought about my being the one to do it. "What
a kick that would be," I thought.
"What if she's already been screwing while I've just
been pulling my pud. Somehow or other I'm going to have
to find out about her. I'll have to find out more about
Lauren, too."
By the time I had taken a shower and changed clothes, it
was getting dark enough to start heading toward the
drive-in. Lennie was already dressed and waiting for me.
She had on a tank top and hip-hugger jeans that accented
the firm mounds of her breasts and showed her cute lit-
tle bottom to its full advantage. If she hadn't been my
sister, I would have been tempted to whistle in
admiration.
As we started walking toward the pickup, Lennie linked
her arm through mine and with a big smile said, "Hi,
big-brother date. I'm glad you're taking me to the
movie all alone. This way I can see what it's like to go
out with a boy on a one-on-one date. Double dates are
okay, but a one-on-one date would be a whole lot more
fun, if you know what I mean."
I laughed and said, "Yeah, I guess it's hard to sneak a
kiss with an audience watching."
Lennie squeezed my arm and whispered, "Yeah, it makes it
hard to do that, too." She laughed at her own remark be-
fore getting into the pick-up.
When we got to the drive-in movie, it was closed. A sign
in front of it said they were having electrical power
pro-blems and would reopen in two days.
"Well, what do we do now?" I asked aloud.
"What about that drive-in over in Hale County? It's only
about twenty miles and we can be there before the movie
is very far along."
"Gee, I don't know, Len. I understand all they show
there are adult movies."
"Why do you think I want to go?" Lennie said, grinning.
"I've always wanted to see an adult movie, and now we
have the chance. We can both pass for eighteen, so
we'll lie about our ages. Come on, Rickie, don't be
chicken. Take me to see the sexy movie over at the Hale
County passion pit."
Well, you don't get by giving me a dare like that, so I
gunned the pickup and we got to the movie in only
twenty-five minutes. It was already dark, and I guess in
the dark Len and I looked old enough because we were
allowed to buy tickets without any questions asked. I
doused my lights and we drove into the movie and took a
space on the last row, one of the few left. I was still
trying to get the speaker into the window, when Len
whispered, "God, look at that!"
The "that" she was referring to was a completely naked
girl with tits and pussy showing for all to see. She
was in the arms of a man dressed in just a pair of
shorts and they were just starting to kiss. The camera
zoomed in on their mouths and you could see their
tongues touching and playing sensuous games with each
other. I finally got the speaker working and we could
hear the girl moaning softly as the man dropped his
hands to her ass and softly caressed her firm buttocks.
After they had kissed and caressed each other for a few
seconds, the man picked up the girl and carried her
through a doorway.
The next scene showed the man and girl on a bed. He was
on top of her, thrusting his buttocks in and out like he
was giving her the screwing of her life. If I hadn't
known they were just acting, I would have sworn they had
both come all over that bed. Upon completion of their
climax, the picture faded and the scene changed to
another couple, this one fully dressed.
The new couple didn't stayed clothed very long. The man
soon had the woman's blouse and bra off and was licking
and nibbling on her nipples. He wasn't any dummy and
soon he was on top of her going through the same sort of
copu-lation movements the earlier couple had used.
Just the sounds they were making, much less the hot
action, had me completely aroused and my cock was rigid,
completely filling the front of my jeans. I was
breathing hard and aching to put my hand on my cock and
relieve the pressure that had built to such a fever
pitch. Glancing sideways, I saw that the movie was
having a similar effect on Lennie. She was squirming on
the seat and breathing as hard as I was. She scooted
across the seat right up next to me and grabbed me by
the arm. "This movie is something, isn't it?" she
whispered.
"Yeah, it sure is."
"Do you think they're really doing it? The way they're
pushed together I can't see that part, but it sure looks
like he's doing it to her, doesn't it?"
"They're probably just faking it, but it sure does look
real."
Lennie whispered, "God, I've never seen anything like
this. The only thing wrong is that the girls show
everything, but the fronts of the boys never show. You
get to see the parts you want, but I don't."
We sat there watching the movie for a while, neither of
us saying anything, the only sound sighs and moans
coming from the speaker and our hot breathing. Lennie
was still up close against me, her hand clutching the
upper part of my arm. My cock was throbbing against its
denim cage and I was almost in pain. Lennie must have
felt similarly, because she put one hand down to the
inside of her thigh and squirmed her bottom around on
the seat.
She leaned toward me and whispered, "What does watching
a movie like this do to you? Does it get you excited?"
"Oh, God, yes! How about you?"
Lennie replied, "Yeah, it does me that way too. Seeing
those couples make out like that makes me horny as
hell." She put a hand down on top of my thigh and leaned
over so that she had her mouth against my ear. "What
happens to you when you get horny? Do you get an
erection like the sex-ed books say?"
Lennie's touch was like electricity. My cock had been
hard before, but now it stretched even further out,
swelling like I had never had it do before. Barely able
to catch my breath, I answered, "Yeah, I get a hard-on."
"You're hard right now?" she whispered. Without waiting
for an answer, she moved her hand between my thighs
right up to where it covered the hard shaft of my cock.
She rubbed my bulge and whispered, "God, Rickie! The
whole front of your jeans are swelled out." Leaving her
hand on my cock, just barely caressing the bulge, she
said, "What do you do when it gets like this?"
Taken aback by her question, I stammered, "Well, I..I
take care of it." Determined to even the score, I asked
her, "What do YOU do when you get horny?" She laughed
softly and answered, "I use my hand and relieve myself.
How do you do it?"
I laughed along with her and said, "I beat off, too."
Still leaning against me, Lennie said, "Do you need to
beat off now?"
"Oh, God, YES! I'm practically dying. How about you?"
"In the very worst sort of way," Lennie whispered. "Do
you think maybe...?" "It would be okay to do it here, in
front of each other?" I said, finishing the sentence for
her.
"Yeah, that's what I was going to say," Lennie said,
laughing nervously. "We will probably both enjoy the
movie better if we did. Yeah, let's do it."
I had no more than gotten the words out than Lennie had
her hands at her waist unbuttoning her jeans and pushing
them down to where they were around her knees. Even in
the dim light I could see her push a pair of bikini
panties down to join the jeans. Having bared herself for
action, she leaned back against the seat and spread her
legs apart. Immediately one of her hands was inserted
between her thighs, up into the darker shadow I could
see there at their juncture. She soon had her hand in
motion, and a sigh of pleasure came from her lips.
Seeing her behave in such a lewd and open manner made me
hornier than I had ever been in my life and I soon had
my jeans and shorts down to my knees just like her. My
cock sprang up tall, bumping against the steering wheel.
Lennie must have been watching me as I had watched her
because I heard a gasp from her as my cock stood
rigidly, quivering slightly.
"God, Rickie, your penis is so big and hard. I had no
idea boy's got that big."
"I've never seen a boy's penis before. I wish there was
more light so I could see it better. Is it okay if I
touch it?"
Could she touch it? Oh, God, I had fantasized about a
girl holding and stroking my cock, and now here was one
asking me if it were okay to do so. Finally, I managed
to whisper, "Yeah, if you want to."
Lennie reached out her hand and ran her fingertips up
and down the length of my cock, sending shivers of
pleasure through me. I gasped at the touch and jerked
my hips in reaction. She pulled her hand back and asked,
"Oh, God, Rickie, did I hurt you?"
"No," I stammered. "It just felt so good for someone
else to touch me that I couldn't help the reaction."
She reached out her hand again and wrapped it around my
cock, holding it lightly in her grip. "If it feels so
good for me to touch you, why don't you let me give you
the relief you need. Tell me what I'm supposed to do."
"Just hold lightly like that and rub your hand up and
down. That's all it takes." After a few strokes, she had
the hang of it and all I could do was moan in reaction.
After just a few strokes, she stopped and whispered,
"Rickie, would you mind touching me like I'm touching
you. That way we can give each other relief at the same
time. Please, will you do me like I'm doing you?"
"No," I whispered back, "I would like to do that very
much. I've never touched a girl before, though, and you
will have to show me what I'm supposed to do."
Lennie took my trembling hand and guided it between her
thighs. I felt the crinkled hair of her pubic area and
then I felt the swollen lips that were nestled in its
midst. Moving a finger between those lips, I found she
was wet and slick there, like someone had coated her
with something like slickum. It was incredibly hot, too,
like the heat of her body had concentrated in that one
spot. I moved my finger up and down the slickened furrow
and found a little bump right at its top.
Lennie jumped as my fingertip moved across it, and she
grabbed my hand, whispering, "Yes, right there. Feel
that bump? It's my feel-good spot. Just make sure you
touch it real often." I was soon stroking my finger up
and down her wet furrow, moving it from top to bottom
and lightly touching the little bump each time. She
muttered "Ummm, yes," and thrust her hips toward each of
my hand strokes. "Yes, yes," she whispered softly, "keep
doing it just like that I'm so hot it won't take much
more."
I could hardly believe Lennie was talking like that.
Even though her remark about having never seen a cock
before convinced me she was still a virgin, she seemed
to know as much and to be as interested in sex as I was.
From the way she was reacting to my touch, her excite-
ment was at least a match for mine.
And talking excitement - now that she had me stroking
her to her satisfaction, she had returned her attention
to my cock and matched her hand movements on it with
those I was using on her wet pussy. I couldn't control
my hips, but thrust them up to her hand, meeting each of
her hand strokes with an upward push of my rigid shaft.
Lennie was reacting in a similar manner, pushing her wet
sex toward my hand and squirming her hips around in
little circles. We could see the man on the screen
moving his ass rapidly as though he were screwing the
girl hard and fast. From the moans coming from the
speaker, I could tell the couple on the screen was
building up to the same sort of massive orgasm that was
rushing upon Lennie and me.
Almost as if we had discussed and agreed to such action,
Lennie and I increased the pace of our motions, racing
with the couple on the screen, seeking to reach orgasm
at the same time as our cinematic counterparts. After a
few moments of this action, it was impossible to dis-
tinguish the sounds we were making from those coming
from the speaker.
Although having my hand in a girl's pussy for the very
first time and seeing the couple screw on the screen had
worked me up to a level of passion I had never before
experienced, I wasn't the first to come. Lennie was
first. She threw her head back against the truck seat
and pushed her hips hard against my hand, clamping her
thighs tightly together. Her whole pelvis shuddered and
moved with rapid little jerks. She moaned softly,
"Oooohhhhhh, yesssssss! Oh, God, I'm there! Oh, God,
I'm coming, commminngg, cummmiinnnng." Her moans faded
off and she slowly relaxed her thighs from my hand, her
breathing still labored. She opened her eyes and said
softly, "Oh, God, I came like I never have before." She
gripped my cock in her hand once more and asked,"Did you
come, too?"
"No," I whispered, "not yet. I'm almost there, though.
Just do what you were doing before."
Lennie resumed her stroking of my cock, moving her hand
up to the pulsating head. Seeing Lennie orgasm had made
me almost come and pre-come now covered the purple knob.
She moved her hand into the wetness and said, "The top
is all wet. Are you sure you didn't come?"
"No, I'm just wet from excitement, like you were. Keep
that up just a few more strokes and I'll get there.
You'll know it when I do."
The couple on the screen had finished and the man was
now standing, leaving the girl on the bed with her knees
up and legs spread apart. Her pussy was wide open and I
could see a little of the pink flesh inside her labial
lips. I imagined that it had been my cock that just
explored that hair-covered joy hole and filled it with
my hot outpouring. Lennie's stroking had made my whole
cock slick with pre-come, and her strokes and touches
were giving me almost unbearable pleasure.
That pleasure coupled with my fantasy about the girl on
the screen did it for me and it was now my turn to jerk
and thrust and moan. I pushed my hips up, thrusting my
cock hard into her hand. It swelled and jerked and a
huge glob of sperm erupted from it and shot up into the
air, hitting the dash board of the truck. It was
immediately followed by another one, and then another.
Now it was no longer shooting in the air, but spurting
more weakly, just flow-ing over Lennie's hand and
dripping onto my groin. Lennie was still stroking it,
her hand covered in jism, slick and wet. I had grunted
with each spurt of sperm and only now began to relax and
quieten down. My cock was still rigid and hard, even
though it had quit jerking and come had finally stopped
flowing. I put my hand on Lennie's and stopped her
motions, but she kept her hand on my rigidity, just
squeezing lightly with little loving caresses. I managed
finally to whisper, "In case you didn't figure it out, I
just came."
Lennie whispered with a trace of awe in her voice, "Oh,
God, did you EVER! I had no idea it would be like that."
"You liked touching me?" Lennie whispered. "Oh, God,
yes.
Did you like my touching you?" I replied.
Lennie's hand squeezing my cock harder and she murmured,
"Yes! Yes! I loved it. I've been wanting a boy to touch
me there for the longest, and it finally happened."
Lennie's hand on my cock was beginning to feel real good
again, and I knew that if she kept stroking me I soon
would be baptizing the truck with another load of my
jism. I put my hand down on the inside of Lennie's
thigh and ran it up to where I made contact with her
pussy. "Want to do it again?" I asked softly.
Lennie put her other hand behind my head and pulled my
face down to hers. She put her lips against mine and
just brushed them lightly together. "Yes!" she
whispered, "I want to do it again, and then again, over
and over until we can't do it any more. But I also want
to see what I'm doing. I want to be able to see your
penis, to be able to look at it in full light, not the
darkness here in the truck." She brushed her lips
against mine again, a little teasing kiss that made my
cock throb even harder, and said, "There's no one at the
house, Rickie. We'll have it all to ourselves. We can
take off all our clothes and see each other completely,
touch each other all over. We have the whole weekend
alone, and we can do anything we want to. I can really
play like I'm your wife."
I remembered her comment earlier about being my wife and
the enigmatic smile she had on her face when she said
it. There were all sorts of things she could mean by
the statement, and I could hardly wait to find out what
promises it held. I reached under the seat and got out a
box of paper napkins and between the two of us we soon
had the truck and ourselves cleaned up and our clothes
back in place. All the evidence of our mutual passion
was now cleared away. All, that is, except the scent of
passion that still filled the truck.
Lennie sat up tight against me as we rode home, her hand
between my legs, lightly rubbing across my bulging cock.
I wanted to touch her too, but needed to keep both hands
on the steering wheel. I mentally vowed to make up for
lost time just as soon as we got home.
Just before we came to a filling station, Lennie said,
"Rickie, stop here. I need to tinkle real bad."
I stopped the truck and Lennie went to the girl's room.
I was glad she wanted to stop because I needed to go
pretty badly myself. When I went into the restroom, I
saw a condom dispenser on the wall. Although I couldn't
imagine Lennie's and my needing them, I nonetheless used
up all my change and got four of them. In any event, I
would be prepared if the chance to use them came
along...
so I guess you could call me a country k**. Other than
the bus ride to school and the limitation on extracur-
ricular activities, living so far out isn't bad at all.
Our "farm house" is as modern as any you'll find in
town, and we have all the conveniences everyone else
has.
The main restriction of country living has been its
effect on my social life. It's a rare occasion for a
friend from school to come to see me, and with no
neighbor k**s any-where near close, Lennie, my year-
younger sister, and I sometimes get a little lonely.
Because we've had to depend on each other for friend-
ship, Lennie and I get along a lot better than most
brothers and sisters. I con-sider her a good friend,
and she views me the same way.
Lennie (that's short for "Marlene"-Mom and Dad were
Dietrich fans) and I look a lot alike. We're both blond
with freckles and built on the lean side. (I like to
think of myself as "wiry" and Lennie as "petite," but I
guess most people would classify us both as "thin.") A
lot of girls think I'm nice-looking, or at least Lennie
tells me they do. Lennie's nice-looking, too. Although
she is slender, she blossomed early and is endowed with
really nice breasts, firm, I've heard boys at school
talk about how they would give anything to get in her
panties, so I'm not the only boy who thinks she's sexy
and pretty.
Even though we were close friends and confided in each
other, we hadn't even talked about sex, so I really
didn't know how much she knew or how she felt about it.
Since Mom and Dad only let her double date, I figured
she had not an opportunity to go very far with any boy.
I believed that even though she was almost s*******n
years old, she for a certainty was still a virgin.
Being a virgin was something I could identify with,
because I too was still afflicted with that condition.
Not only was I still a virgin, but I had never touched
a girl sexually and had never seen naked breasts or a
pussy except in girlie magazines. I had had many a
fantasy about seeing and touching a naked girl and
finally going all the way and losing my virginity, but
thus far the only sexual pleasure I had experienced was
from masturbation. Although this exercise gave me some
relief, it didn't last long, and I seemed to grow
hornier with each passing day.
My situation pretty well rocked along like this until
the time Mom and Dad had to leave town for the weekend
to attend a funeral. Because we had a****ls that needed
feed-ing, I got the chore of staying home and taking
care of them. That suited me fine, because I had no
desire at all to go with Mom and Dad.
When Lennie found I was staying home, she pleaded to
stay home too. Mom and Dad allowed it on the condition
that neither of us have a date while they were gone.
They did agree that I could go see the movie at the
drive-in as long as I took Lennie with me. I hadn't
planned to leave her at home by herself anyway, so that
wasn't any big deal. After final admonitions to behave
ourselves and eat well, Mom and Dad finally left on
Friday morning just as Lennie and I hurried to catch the
school bus.
After school was out and Lennie and I rode the school
bus home, I went down to the barn and took care of my
chores- feeding the cattle, filling the hog trough, and
putting seed in the chicken feeder. When I finished and
got back to the house, Lennie had cooked supper and had
it on the table. She's a good cook, and I complimented
her on the meal.
She seemed pleased by the compliment and said that she
liked trying to be a "good wife" for me. She smiled and
said there were a lot of things about being a wife she
didn't know about yet, but she was looking forward to
finding out about them. I laughed and told her she still
had a ways to go before that happened. She just smiled
again-a soft, enigmatic sort of smile-and said, "Well,
maybe so, maybe not. In the meantime, why don't we get
cleaned up so we can go to the movie. You are taking me
to the movie tonight, aren't you?"
"You bet," I replied. I couldn't resist teasing her a
little and added, "You finally get to go on a one-on-one
date, but it's with your brother."
With that strange smile back on her face, Lennie said,
"Well, make fun of me if you want, big brother, but I
could do a whole lot worse. A lot of my friends would
love to be in my place tonight."
"Yeah, I'll bet. Who are you talking about-skinny, buck-
toothed Sally?"
Lennie laughed and said, "Well, I'm sure she would too,
but I was talking about Lauren."
"Lauren Wilton? You mean Lauren Wilton wants to have a
date with me? How did you find out? She's so quiet, I'm
amazed she would have talked about it."
Lennie grinned and said, "She's just quiet around you.
Around other girls she's not that way. She's told me a
lot of things about herself-some of them really per-
sonal. One of the things was that she has a bad case
of the hots for you."
I was totally surprised by Lennie's revelation. Lauren
Wilton was a girl about Lennie's age, and even though
she was quiet and a little on the shy side, I had always
thought she was pretty. Not only pretty, but sexy, with
a cute cheerleader-type body. I began to think that
maybe there was more to Lauren than met the eye and that
I should think about asking her for a date. I wasn't
sure what Lennie meant by "hots," but it did sound as if
the prospects might be better than just a little hand-
holding. Even though Lauren's brother and I were
friends, I wasn't averse to the thought of trying to
find out just what her "hots" amounted to.
I was also surprised by Lennie's using such a word to
de-scribe how Lauren felt. I had considered Lennie to be
completely innocent and naive about sex and was taken
aback that she seemed to be a little more knowledgeable
about the subject than I have given her credit for. I
realized from the way she described her relation with
Lauren that girls talked among themselves just as boys
did and recognized she might be a whole lot further down
the road of knowledge than I thought.
I also realized that maybe I had been wrong about her.
Maybe she really wasn't a virgin, maybe she had already
in fact been laid. As good looking as she was, I could
see where boys would want to plow her little garden-in
the deepest, most secret of my masturbatory fantasies, I
had even thought about my being the one to do it. "What
a kick that would be," I thought.
"What if she's already been screwing while I've just
been pulling my pud. Somehow or other I'm going to have
to find out about her. I'll have to find out more about
Lauren, too."
By the time I had taken a shower and changed clothes, it
was getting dark enough to start heading toward the
drive-in. Lennie was already dressed and waiting for me.
She had on a tank top and hip-hugger jeans that accented
the firm mounds of her breasts and showed her cute lit-
tle bottom to its full advantage. If she hadn't been my
sister, I would have been tempted to whistle in
admiration.
As we started walking toward the pickup, Lennie linked
her arm through mine and with a big smile said, "Hi,
big-brother date. I'm glad you're taking me to the
movie all alone. This way I can see what it's like to go
out with a boy on a one-on-one date. Double dates are
okay, but a one-on-one date would be a whole lot more
fun, if you know what I mean."
I laughed and said, "Yeah, I guess it's hard to sneak a
kiss with an audience watching."
Lennie squeezed my arm and whispered, "Yeah, it makes it
hard to do that, too." She laughed at her own remark be-
fore getting into the pick-up.
When we got to the drive-in movie, it was closed. A sign
in front of it said they were having electrical power
pro-blems and would reopen in two days.
"Well, what do we do now?" I asked aloud.
"What about that drive-in over in Hale County? It's only
about twenty miles and we can be there before the movie
is very far along."
"Gee, I don't know, Len. I understand all they show
there are adult movies."
"Why do you think I want to go?" Lennie said, grinning.
"I've always wanted to see an adult movie, and now we
have the chance. We can both pass for eighteen, so
we'll lie about our ages. Come on, Rickie, don't be
chicken. Take me to see the sexy movie over at the Hale
County passion pit."
Well, you don't get by giving me a dare like that, so I
gunned the pickup and we got to the movie in only
twenty-five minutes. It was already dark, and I guess in
the dark Len and I looked old enough because we were
allowed to buy tickets without any questions asked. I
doused my lights and we drove into the movie and took a
space on the last row, one of the few left. I was still
trying to get the speaker into the window, when Len
whispered, "God, look at that!"
The "that" she was referring to was a completely naked
girl with tits and pussy showing for all to see. She
was in the arms of a man dressed in just a pair of
shorts and they were just starting to kiss. The camera
zoomed in on their mouths and you could see their
tongues touching and playing sensuous games with each
other. I finally got the speaker working and we could
hear the girl moaning softly as the man dropped his
hands to her ass and softly caressed her firm buttocks.
After they had kissed and caressed each other for a few
seconds, the man picked up the girl and carried her
through a doorway.
The next scene showed the man and girl on a bed. He was
on top of her, thrusting his buttocks in and out like he
was giving her the screwing of her life. If I hadn't
known they were just acting, I would have sworn they had
both come all over that bed. Upon completion of their
climax, the picture faded and the scene changed to
another couple, this one fully dressed.
The new couple didn't stayed clothed very long. The man
soon had the woman's blouse and bra off and was licking
and nibbling on her nipples. He wasn't any dummy and
soon he was on top of her going through the same sort of
copu-lation movements the earlier couple had used.
Just the sounds they were making, much less the hot
action, had me completely aroused and my cock was rigid,
completely filling the front of my jeans. I was
breathing hard and aching to put my hand on my cock and
relieve the pressure that had built to such a fever
pitch. Glancing sideways, I saw that the movie was
having a similar effect on Lennie. She was squirming on
the seat and breathing as hard as I was. She scooted
across the seat right up next to me and grabbed me by
the arm. "This movie is something, isn't it?" she
whispered.
"Yeah, it sure is."
"Do you think they're really doing it? The way they're
pushed together I can't see that part, but it sure looks
like he's doing it to her, doesn't it?"
"They're probably just faking it, but it sure does look
real."
Lennie whispered, "God, I've never seen anything like
this. The only thing wrong is that the girls show
everything, but the fronts of the boys never show. You
get to see the parts you want, but I don't."
We sat there watching the movie for a while, neither of
us saying anything, the only sound sighs and moans
coming from the speaker and our hot breathing. Lennie
was still up close against me, her hand clutching the
upper part of my arm. My cock was throbbing against its
denim cage and I was almost in pain. Lennie must have
felt similarly, because she put one hand down to the
inside of her thigh and squirmed her bottom around on
the seat.
She leaned toward me and whispered, "What does watching
a movie like this do to you? Does it get you excited?"
"Oh, God, yes! How about you?"
Lennie replied, "Yeah, it does me that way too. Seeing
those couples make out like that makes me horny as
hell." She put a hand down on top of my thigh and leaned
over so that she had her mouth against my ear. "What
happens to you when you get horny? Do you get an
erection like the sex-ed books say?"
Lennie's touch was like electricity. My cock had been
hard before, but now it stretched even further out,
swelling like I had never had it do before. Barely able
to catch my breath, I answered, "Yeah, I get a hard-on."
"You're hard right now?" she whispered. Without waiting
for an answer, she moved her hand between my thighs
right up to where it covered the hard shaft of my cock.
She rubbed my bulge and whispered, "God, Rickie! The
whole front of your jeans are swelled out." Leaving her
hand on my cock, just barely caressing the bulge, she
said, "What do you do when it gets like this?"
Taken aback by her question, I stammered, "Well, I..I
take care of it." Determined to even the score, I asked
her, "What do YOU do when you get horny?" She laughed
softly and answered, "I use my hand and relieve myself.
How do you do it?"
I laughed along with her and said, "I beat off, too."
Still leaning against me, Lennie said, "Do you need to
beat off now?"
"Oh, God, YES! I'm practically dying. How about you?"
"In the very worst sort of way," Lennie whispered. "Do
you think maybe...?" "It would be okay to do it here, in
front of each other?" I said, finishing the sentence for
her.
"Yeah, that's what I was going to say," Lennie said,
laughing nervously. "We will probably both enjoy the
movie better if we did. Yeah, let's do it."
I had no more than gotten the words out than Lennie had
her hands at her waist unbuttoning her jeans and pushing
them down to where they were around her knees. Even in
the dim light I could see her push a pair of bikini
panties down to join the jeans. Having bared herself for
action, she leaned back against the seat and spread her
legs apart. Immediately one of her hands was inserted
between her thighs, up into the darker shadow I could
see there at their juncture. She soon had her hand in
motion, and a sigh of pleasure came from her lips.
Seeing her behave in such a lewd and open manner made me
hornier than I had ever been in my life and I soon had
my jeans and shorts down to my knees just like her. My
cock sprang up tall, bumping against the steering wheel.
Lennie must have been watching me as I had watched her
because I heard a gasp from her as my cock stood
rigidly, quivering slightly.
"God, Rickie, your penis is so big and hard. I had no
idea boy's got that big."
"I've never seen a boy's penis before. I wish there was
more light so I could see it better. Is it okay if I
touch it?"
Could she touch it? Oh, God, I had fantasized about a
girl holding and stroking my cock, and now here was one
asking me if it were okay to do so. Finally, I managed
to whisper, "Yeah, if you want to."
Lennie reached out her hand and ran her fingertips up
and down the length of my cock, sending shivers of
pleasure through me. I gasped at the touch and jerked
my hips in reaction. She pulled her hand back and asked,
"Oh, God, Rickie, did I hurt you?"
"No," I stammered. "It just felt so good for someone
else to touch me that I couldn't help the reaction."
She reached out her hand again and wrapped it around my
cock, holding it lightly in her grip. "If it feels so
good for me to touch you, why don't you let me give you
the relief you need. Tell me what I'm supposed to do."
"Just hold lightly like that and rub your hand up and
down. That's all it takes." After a few strokes, she had
the hang of it and all I could do was moan in reaction.
After just a few strokes, she stopped and whispered,
"Rickie, would you mind touching me like I'm touching
you. That way we can give each other relief at the same
time. Please, will you do me like I'm doing you?"
"No," I whispered back, "I would like to do that very
much. I've never touched a girl before, though, and you
will have to show me what I'm supposed to do."
Lennie took my trembling hand and guided it between her
thighs. I felt the crinkled hair of her pubic area and
then I felt the swollen lips that were nestled in its
midst. Moving a finger between those lips, I found she
was wet and slick there, like someone had coated her
with something like slickum. It was incredibly hot, too,
like the heat of her body had concentrated in that one
spot. I moved my finger up and down the slickened furrow
and found a little bump right at its top.
Lennie jumped as my fingertip moved across it, and she
grabbed my hand, whispering, "Yes, right there. Feel
that bump? It's my feel-good spot. Just make sure you
touch it real often." I was soon stroking my finger up
and down her wet furrow, moving it from top to bottom
and lightly touching the little bump each time. She
muttered "Ummm, yes," and thrust her hips toward each of
my hand strokes. "Yes, yes," she whispered softly, "keep
doing it just like that I'm so hot it won't take much
more."
I could hardly believe Lennie was talking like that.
Even though her remark about having never seen a cock
before convinced me she was still a virgin, she seemed
to know as much and to be as interested in sex as I was.
From the way she was reacting to my touch, her excite-
ment was at least a match for mine.
And talking excitement - now that she had me stroking
her to her satisfaction, she had returned her attention
to my cock and matched her hand movements on it with
those I was using on her wet pussy. I couldn't control
my hips, but thrust them up to her hand, meeting each of
her hand strokes with an upward push of my rigid shaft.
Lennie was reacting in a similar manner, pushing her wet
sex toward my hand and squirming her hips around in
little circles. We could see the man on the screen
moving his ass rapidly as though he were screwing the
girl hard and fast. From the moans coming from the
speaker, I could tell the couple on the screen was
building up to the same sort of massive orgasm that was
rushing upon Lennie and me.
Almost as if we had discussed and agreed to such action,
Lennie and I increased the pace of our motions, racing
with the couple on the screen, seeking to reach orgasm
at the same time as our cinematic counterparts. After a
few moments of this action, it was impossible to dis-
tinguish the sounds we were making from those coming
from the speaker.
Although having my hand in a girl's pussy for the very
first time and seeing the couple screw on the screen had
worked me up to a level of passion I had never before
experienced, I wasn't the first to come. Lennie was
first. She threw her head back against the truck seat
and pushed her hips hard against my hand, clamping her
thighs tightly together. Her whole pelvis shuddered and
moved with rapid little jerks. She moaned softly,
"Oooohhhhhh, yesssssss! Oh, God, I'm there! Oh, God,
I'm coming, commminngg, cummmiinnnng." Her moans faded
off and she slowly relaxed her thighs from my hand, her
breathing still labored. She opened her eyes and said
softly, "Oh, God, I came like I never have before." She
gripped my cock in her hand once more and asked,"Did you
come, too?"
"No," I whispered, "not yet. I'm almost there, though.
Just do what you were doing before."
Lennie resumed her stroking of my cock, moving her hand
up to the pulsating head. Seeing Lennie orgasm had made
me almost come and pre-come now covered the purple knob.
She moved her hand into the wetness and said, "The top
is all wet. Are you sure you didn't come?"
"No, I'm just wet from excitement, like you were. Keep
that up just a few more strokes and I'll get there.
You'll know it when I do."
The couple on the screen had finished and the man was
now standing, leaving the girl on the bed with her knees
up and legs spread apart. Her pussy was wide open and I
could see a little of the pink flesh inside her labial
lips. I imagined that it had been my cock that just
explored that hair-covered joy hole and filled it with
my hot outpouring. Lennie's stroking had made my whole
cock slick with pre-come, and her strokes and touches
were giving me almost unbearable pleasure.
That pleasure coupled with my fantasy about the girl on
the screen did it for me and it was now my turn to jerk
and thrust and moan. I pushed my hips up, thrusting my
cock hard into her hand. It swelled and jerked and a
huge glob of sperm erupted from it and shot up into the
air, hitting the dash board of the truck. It was
immediately followed by another one, and then another.
Now it was no longer shooting in the air, but spurting
more weakly, just flow-ing over Lennie's hand and
dripping onto my groin. Lennie was still stroking it,
her hand covered in jism, slick and wet. I had grunted
with each spurt of sperm and only now began to relax and
quieten down. My cock was still rigid and hard, even
though it had quit jerking and come had finally stopped
flowing. I put my hand on Lennie's and stopped her
motions, but she kept her hand on my rigidity, just
squeezing lightly with little loving caresses. I managed
finally to whisper, "In case you didn't figure it out, I
just came."
Lennie whispered with a trace of awe in her voice, "Oh,
God, did you EVER! I had no idea it would be like that."
"You liked touching me?" Lennie whispered. "Oh, God,
yes.
Did you like my touching you?" I replied.
Lennie's hand squeezing my cock harder and she murmured,
"Yes! Yes! I loved it. I've been wanting a boy to touch
me there for the longest, and it finally happened."
Lennie's hand on my cock was beginning to feel real good
again, and I knew that if she kept stroking me I soon
would be baptizing the truck with another load of my
jism. I put my hand down on the inside of Lennie's
thigh and ran it up to where I made contact with her
pussy. "Want to do it again?" I asked softly.
Lennie put her other hand behind my head and pulled my
face down to hers. She put her lips against mine and
just brushed them lightly together. "Yes!" she
whispered, "I want to do it again, and then again, over
and over until we can't do it any more. But I also want
to see what I'm doing. I want to be able to see your
penis, to be able to look at it in full light, not the
darkness here in the truck." She brushed her lips
against mine again, a little teasing kiss that made my
cock throb even harder, and said, "There's no one at the
house, Rickie. We'll have it all to ourselves. We can
take off all our clothes and see each other completely,
touch each other all over. We have the whole weekend
alone, and we can do anything we want to. I can really
play like I'm your wife."
I remembered her comment earlier about being my wife and
the enigmatic smile she had on her face when she said
it. There were all sorts of things she could mean by
the statement, and I could hardly wait to find out what
promises it held. I reached under the seat and got out a
box of paper napkins and between the two of us we soon
had the truck and ourselves cleaned up and our clothes
back in place. All the evidence of our mutual passion
was now cleared away. All, that is, except the scent of
passion that still filled the truck.
Lennie sat up tight against me as we rode home, her hand
between my legs, lightly rubbing across my bulging cock.
I wanted to touch her too, but needed to keep both hands
on the steering wheel. I mentally vowed to make up for
lost time just as soon as we got home.
Just before we came to a filling station, Lennie said,
"Rickie, stop here. I need to tinkle real bad."
I stopped the truck and Lennie went to the girl's room.
I was glad she wanted to stop because I needed to go
pretty badly myself. When I went into the restroom, I
saw a condom dispenser on the wall. Although I couldn't
imagine Lennie's and my needing them, I nonetheless used
up all my change and got four of them. In any event, I
would be prepared if the chance to use them came
along...
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