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Meanwhile, it was another long week for Kathy. She was now thoroughly addicted to the feeling of another person's flesh against hers as she had an orgasm, and the orgasms she had when either Val or Buck loved her were so much more intense than the ones she gave herself.
Desperate for something she didn't even know how to describe, she took another look at the boys at school and picked out Bobby Thompson, who was one of those boys who wasn't a jock, and wasn't a nerd and just seemed to fade into the background. He never talked to anybody. He was kind of cute, though, and had dark wavy hair, like Buck. She waited until he was at his locker and went up to him boldly. "Bobby" she said.
He turned and looked surprised. They were in Math together, so he knew her. It had never occurred to him that she would ever speak to him, however, and his mouth hung open. "Uh" he responded, if you could really call it a response.
"Bobby" she said again. "I'm not allowed to date yet, but I was wondering if maybe you and I could get together... after school."
Now if this made sense to you, the reader, that's fine. But to Bobby, all it was several words, coming from a beautiful mouth, with a pink tongue inside it, and pearly white teeth. He suddenly realized that a response was required, and panicked.
"I don't know." he said, feeling like that was a fairly safe answer.
Kathy was a little miffed. She thought she'd been perfectly clear about things, and his response was not what she had expected. "Don't you want to be with me?" she asked, her voice injured.
"What?" he gasped. "Be with you?" He wondered just what that meant. "What do you mean?"
She stepped closer, until her breast touched his upper arm. "You know... kiss a little... and maybe some other things."
Bobby's latest fantasy was Angelina Jolie. When he was in the shower, or in bed he flogged his young prick mercilessly, and Angelina's face was firmly in his mind as he bred her over and over and over again. But Kathy was right THERE, and her breast was actually touching HIS arm.
He was so blown away by what she'd said that he didn't even suspect it was a joke. "OK" he said firmly, as if he'd just made up his mind.
Kathy just smiled, melting him and said "Good! Today. After school. Meet me in the commons. OK?"
He stared and then jerked. "Yes. Definitely. OK." he said.
She turned and walked off down the hall. He watched her hips sway and realized he had the hardest boner of his whole life. Finally, he looked around, trying to see if he was in a dream, or what. Everything looked perfectly normal.
Both kids didn't learn a thing in school that day. Kathy dreamed of losing her virginity, after which she could go to Buck and tell him she was a woman now, and that he could have her after all.
Bobby tried to hide his boner all day long. All he could think about was those hips and what must be under her jeans.
They met in the area everybody called the commons, where students could eat lunch outside, or just hang out. It was a courtyard that was surrounded on three sides by the school building. Both were a little shy.
"Hi" said Bobby, depleting his entire stock of small talk.
"Hi" said Kathy back. "I'm glad you came. Let's go. You can walk me home and we can stop in the park on the way."
She had it all planned out. In the city park small clusters of trees and thick vegetation had been left, that were the city's token efforts to have "wildlife habitat" inside the city limits. The only wildlife in them, however, were the teenagers who had pruned out little nests in the middles of them, where they could go to make out. Kathy had heard about these hidden places from her girlfriends, some of whom claimed to have used them.
Bobby, who paid attention mostly to posters of women, like Angelina Jolie, was clueless about the park or what it could be used for. He kept stealing glances at Kathy's chest as they walked along.
Once they got to the park, Kathy started poking around the clusters of vegetation, looking for a way into the middle of one. She finally found one and pulled Bobby behind her. There was a nest, of sorts, in the middle. It was littered with beer cans, plastic bottles, candy bar wrappers, the odd piece of clothing and... condoms... lots of used condoms.
It wasn't very romantic, observed Kathy. But it would have to do. She turned to Bobby. "I'm glad you came. I've been wanting to do this for a while now."
Again, her clear and concise communication was lost on Bobby, who's attention was riveted on her fingers, which were unbuttoning her blouse. He stood, his arms hanging limp as she pulled the blouse out of her jeans, took it off and looked around for a branch to hang it on. She didn't want to put it on the ground, which was covered with all that... stuff. Bobby stared at her bra and swallowed. His cock, which had been hard all day, positively ached now.
Kathy reached behind her and unsnapped her bra. It fell forward and was in her hand before she realized Bobby hadn't moved. Her somewhat casual nudity at the Tracey's house had given her a level of confidence that allowed her to stand topless in front of the boy without feeling too uncomfortable. But he was just standing there.
Finally Bobby's brain functioned. "What are you doing?" he asked. It was a serious question.
"I'm getting ready to have sex, of course." she said, beginning to get a little unhappy with the man she had chosen to bestow her virginity on.
"Why?" he said.
This too was a serious question. It had never occurred to him that any woman would choose to actually have sex with him, for any reason, and he was genuinely curious as to why she had picked him.
"Because I'm tired of being a virgin." she said.
"I mean why ME?" he asked.
Kathy unsnapped her jeans and the zipper went down. "You're cute." she said. "And I think you will stay quiet about it."
"Oh" he said. Throw a dog a bone and the dog will probably be happy. Bobby was happy. But as his brain began to process the data that it now had, his hormones kicked into overdrive. He was going to get LAID! He was ACTUALLY going to have REAL, honest-to-goodness SEX! And it was going to be with a GREAT looking girl! And she was now standing there dressed only in PANTIES!
Kathy decided he was being too slow. She couldn't be too late getting home or her mother would start asking questions. So she helped Bobby by squatting in front of him and undoing his pants. Then she unzipped him and pulled his pant legs downward. That left him in a T shirt and jockeys, with his pants around his ankles. Next she jerked his briefs down and there, for all the world to see, was his manhood.
All 4.75 inches of it.
Kathy stared. It was about an inch longer than her middle finger, and a little bigger around than that too. It was probably the size of Buck's middle finger, though his finger might be longer. She moaned.
It was NOT a moan of sexual desire.
On the bright side, she thought, it wouldn't hurt. Buck had had his finger up in her, and that had felt plenty nice, so maybe this was a good thing. She decided she just wouldn't tell Buck and Val how big... or little... the guy was who deflowered her, just that it had happened. That was really all she needed.
She reached up and gripped the penis that, in her mind, was her ticket to getting fucked by the man of her dreams.
Bobby couldn't believe it when she started ripping his clothes off of him. And, in HIS mind, that was exactly what she was doing. At least that was the way he would later describe it when he told tall tales about the incident.
And then his steely dick was waving in her face and she MOANED! He'd been primed all day long, and seeing her tits, and those panties, and her ripping his clothes off had brought him to the brink of nirvana.
And THEN... she touched it.
Bobby went off like a single serve ketchup package that's been stepped on in the parking lot.
His two - count em - two jets of pubescent semen rocketed out of his prick before anyone could say "premature ejaculation" and splattered on Kathy's neck, right where it began to turn into her chest. The warm fluid then dripped down between her breasts.
She yelped and let go of his cock, which wilted back to it's normal length of two inches.
"Ooo shit" said Bobby, knowing somehow that he would not be lionized in the annals of "Fantastic Fucks".
"OH SHIT!" cried Kathy, who realized instinctively that things had gone... awry.
The aftermath, if one could actually call it that, was anticlimactic, though that word would have set Kathy off had anyone used it in her hearing. Bobby stooped over and pulled up all his clothes and, holding them up, turned and bolted through the tunnel and into the park.
Kathy stood in the middle of the small circle of trees and cried.
She was still in a foul mood when she got home and her mother said "Where have you been? I was getting worried about you."
BECAUSE Kathy was in a dark mood, she snarled "I was out trying to lose my virginity, but it didn't work, so you don't have to be worried any more."
Maureen Phillips stared at her daughter and sighed. Teenagers were so difficult to deal with. She'd be glad when Kathy was twenty or so and began to act human again.
"You don't have to try to shock me. If you had a bad day that's too bad. Take a nice hot bath. That always works for me."
Kathy did go take a bath, but it was just to get Bobby's spunk off her. She did calm down though.
After Kathy had gotten out of the tub and dried off, she just put on her pajamas, wanting to go to bed and get the day over. At supper her mother nattered about nothing.
Then she said "OH! I almost forgot. That nice Mrs. Tracey called. We had a nice chat. Did you know she writes children's books? Isn't that nice? Well, they have a wedding to go to, up in Colby, and Mrs. Tracey is one of the Bridesmaids, so they have to be there the night before for the rehearsal and all, and they don't want to put their poor baby through all of that. And she said the nicest things about you dear, about what a wonderful sitter you are, and how you use your head and just all sorts of nice things. And they asked if you could stay with the baby Friday night and all day Saturday, because they don't know for sure when they'll be able to get back."
Kathy tensed. Val hadn't said anything to her about a wedding, and if there really was one, wouldn't she have said something? How had her mother answered? She just stared at her mom, holding a fork full of food outside her open mouth. She stuck it in her mouth so she couldn't talk.
When her mother saw her chewing she went on. "Well, naturally I told her you're awfully young to be responsible for a baby for that long."
Kathy's heart fell. It was turning out to be the shittiest day of her whole life.
"But she begged me and said she can't trust anybody except you to take care of her little one and how he loves you to death and all that, so I finally said it was OK."
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