In the Dark - Chapter 2

By Oliver Winslet

A boy, two girls, a mom, and others get together for late night adventures. mf, mff, mF, mFf, mFff, MF, Mf,teen, exhib, harem, public sex, caught

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Author's Note

This is a story meant for adult reading, only. If you are under eighteen or whatever the minimum legal age is in your jurisdiction, if you find reading stories containing graphic representations of sexual acts offending, or if reading such literature is illegal where you are, leave right now. All rights retained by the author.

Chapter 2

After supper, mom, dad, and I listened to the radio for a while. At my usual eight o'clock I excused myself and went out to my tent for the night. My parents thought I was nutty for wanting to sleep in the tent almost every night, but it at least saved my mom from having to make my bed every morning. They also never felt the need to come out to the tent to check on me at night. Things were a lot safer for children back then, and I think they enjoyed having time to do whatever parents did when there were no children around.

While I was excited about the night's prospects, I actually fell asleep. In fact I was sleeping when I felt the finger poking my ribs, again. I had already taken off my clothes, so I woke up quickly and was immediately ready to get started. Marene had stripped off, also, before she woke me up. The moon was a little past full, so I could see enough of Merene's body to tell it was not too bad, but once out of the tent in full moonlight (just about full, anyhow), I realized she had a really beautiful, nubile, young body. Wow, good tits!

She was about 5 feet 8 inches tall, weighed about 100 pounds, all of the curves were in the right places, her breasts had to be about a B cup, she had a pretty face, and her blond hair looked silver in the moonlight. I had always thought she was pretty, but that night, in the moonlight, I thought she was gorgeous. Her proportions were probably in the neighborhood of 30B, 20, 30, with really long, thin, but muscular, legs. Stunning!

By comparison, I was taller at nearly 6-feet 2-inches. My hair was cut in the style of the time and an almost blazing shade of red. My build was sturdier than Marene's, weighing about 160 pounds with the muscles of a teenager who was very active. No, I didn't play sports, but I swam, hiked, camped, and just generally used my body for things that coincidentally built muscle.

She grabbed my hand and we went to the front of the yard, jumped the ditch, and headed back toward her house. She had a death grip on my hand. I guess she was really scared, being naked on the streets in our neighborhood. We stopped, briefly, when we got to Elizabeth Street and asked her which way she wanted to go. She whispered to me, "Golf course," so we turned left.

As we walked we noticed a couple of houses with lights still on inside, but we were really just shadows in the moonlit street to anyone who might be sitting on their front porch enjoying the late evening's cooler air before retiring for the night. The biggest worry was car headlights, but no one seemed to be driving, so it wasn't a problem for us.

We took the same route as I did on my first midnight excursion, entering the course at the fourth green, crossing the fifth tee, and moving along the fifth fairway toward the fifth green and Par Avenue. I was slowly rubbing my dick with my right hand and noticed that Marene was rubbing her pussy with her left hand while still having a death grip on my left hand with her right hand.

Obviously, the excitement and fear were still affecting her. There were homes along the right side of the fairway, and several of them still were lighted, a couple even seemed to have people sitting outside, talking quietly, although only loud enough for us to hear as a murmur in the distance.

Just as we got to the fifth green, I felt Marene's grip on my hand tighten even more, and she abruptly stopped. She was shaking almost violently and softly moaning. It was obvious that she was having a pretty strong orgasm. Her knees seemed to be folding, so I turned and put my right arm around her and pulled her to me to keep her up. She was on tiptoes, so when I turned my dick slid between her legs and slid across her cunt with her pussy lips split across my shaft. That combined with her tits pressing into my chest and her arms going around my neck was enough to prime my young libido, and I shot off, with my cum flying out behind her onto the green. Suddenly we were holding each other up.

As she began to come down from her orgasm, she dropped down from her tiptoes, and my dick slid along her pussy crack that was soaking in girl juice, causing the last bit of my cum to be deposited on the lips of her cunt, adding to its slickness. That contact caused her to shudder a bit more and seemed to squeeze a little more juice from her pussy and from my prick. We had both begun to perspire, so Marene had her pussy juices, a little of my jism, and little sweat sliding slowly down her legs. I pulled back to look at her. Her hair was in disarray, her eyes had a wild look in them, her areolas were engorged, and her nipples were protruding about half an inch from her tits. Her crotch was jammed against mine. She was absolutely beautiful.

She pulled me back to her, rose to her tiptoes again, and kissed me, gently at first, but gradually becoming more vigorous, running her tongue across my lips. I grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands and responded to her kiss by opening my mouth and beginning to reply to her tongue. I squeezed her to me, crushing her breasts to my chest, enjoying the pressure of her nipples against my skin.

She tightened the grip of her arms around my neck, dropped down a bit, causing me to bend over and also causing my once again rock hard cock to slide between her pussy lips. She bent her knees a little and sort of jumped up, wrapping her legs around my hips. I staggered a little bit, but managed to keep my balance. The end of my dick was pressing into her pussy with the head slightly inside her.

I quickly moved my hands to her upper thighs to keep her from falling back down, causing my dick to penetrate her cunt a bit further and finding a barrier to further penetration. She was obviously a virgin. I was too, which made my prick's head being inserted in her cunt even more thrilling. The intense feeling of soft, wet, very tight, virgin pussy around the head of my dick was the most wonderful sensation I had ever felt. And the kiss continued with ever increasing intensity.

She began moaning again and to shudder in orgasm, again. She released her grip on my neck slightly, which tipped me off balance. I fell to the green onto my butt, bringing Marene with me. Landing with an, "Oooomph," I ended up sitting straight up with Marene's legs spread out behind me. Throughout the fall we never broke the kiss, and the force of our landing drove my dick all the way into her cunt. As my dick destroyed her maidenhead, she made a pained, groaning sound that was muted by our kiss, which was good because we were not that far from the houses across the street along the fringe of the golf course.

I crushed her to me again, raising one hand to rub and pat her back to console her on the loss of her virginity. On the other hand, I was thrilled to have lost mine, particularly to such a beautiful girl. She began to shed a few tears, which I kissed away. In response she re-tightened her grip around my neck, which had the effect of lifting her an inch or two off my lap, and the corresponding sliding of my dick and inch or two out of her pussy. She uttered a fairly loud, "Oh!" and dropped back down onto my lap, causing the reinsertion of my cock fully into her hole, resulting in her squeaking another, louder, "Oh!"

I kissed her again to mute her cries as she began to pull herself up and down on my stone hard pole, punctuating each lift and drop with those, "Oh's!" I was in heaven. She was obviously having a really good time, bouncing up and down on my dick, fucking me right there on the fifth green of the golf course. Once again she began to shudder with an impending orgasm. This one was obviously much stronger than the first two (or was it three?). I held the kiss to help keep down the noise, but she was literally screaming into my mouth.

When she came down from her orgasm I whispered to her that we needed to move, quickly, since the racket she made might convince someone that she needed rescuing by the police. I hadn't cummed with her this time and wanted to shoot off, badly, but better judgment made me lift her off of me and she let me lead her across Par Avenue and onto the first fairway, heading toward the big tee. I figure we could see anyone coming after us from up there and could make a quick retreat away from being discovered.

The big tee proved to be a good choice. We had a great 360-degree view of the area. We got back into the position with her on my lap with my dick buried in her cunt, giving us the ability to keep fucking and allow a 180-degree view over the other's shoulder. We stayed like that for a good half hour with her gently squeezing my dick with her pussy muscles and very slowly riding up and down, stroking my dick with her cunt. It was wonderful, but neither of us cummed.

It became obvious that no one had called the police, so we separated again and began to make our way back to the tent, holding hands and occasionally pausing for a tight embrace with my dick slipping briefly into her sweet, tight pussy. Each time we did that, she would squeeze my dick with her pussy muscles, giving us both a little thrill, but causing neither of us to orgasm. It also became obvious that we were really messy with a little dirt, some grass clippings, a bunch of pussy juice and jism, and a little bit of blood from Marene's deflowering.

There was a water hose coiled up in the front yard of a house that was obviously shut down for the night. I dragged Marene over to it, turned on the water, and rinsed her from shoulders to toes, including sticking the hose into her cunt to wash the last bit of blood out. I handed the hose to Marene, and she soaked me from head to toe. If we hadn't had to remain quiet, it would have been a lot more fun.

Even so, a light came on inside, and we beat a hasty retreat. I guess the water running through the hose made enough of a faint singing sound in the pipes to awaken the house's owners. I'm sure we were at least a block away before anyone got around to opening the front door and looking out.

Finally, we were safely back inside the tent. Before dressing, Marene gave me another of those crushing hugs with my dick slipping into her pussy, along with another spit swapping kiss. We held the clinch for several minutes, eventually breaking our hold on each other before either of us cummed again. Pulling her t-shirt over her head, she stopped it with her tits still out and reached down to fondle my dick for a moment. She pulled her shirt down and whispered, "I'll see you tomorrow morning, and we'll spend some time together and plan for our next nighttime walk." "That's a good idea. Give me another kiss and go on home." We clinched again, but it wasn't nearly as good as when she was naked. Then we both said, "Bye," to each other with a quick, light kiss, and she slipped out of the tent. I wondered what tomorrow held in store for Marene and me . . .