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Her Cherry Is Gone With The Wind
by Beating Off Bob (beatingoffbob@yahoo.com)

***

Bobby and Jan are chosen for parts in the school play 
that involve a love scene. To pull it off they have to 
transmit to the audience a certain sense of... 
intimacy. And everybody knows that practice makes 
perfect, right?  Come practice with two kids who end up 
where neither thought they would be, but are glad they 
arrived. (MF-teens, 1st, unsafe-sex, rom)

***

"Jan, Bobby? Are you sure you want to take these 
parts?" Ms Swanson was staring at the girl and boy 
sitting in the auditorium seats in front of her. "This 
is a very mature play and the roles are going to be 
tough." she went on.

Jan glanced over at Bobby, who would be her leading man 
in the play. He was a boy she had never noticed before. 
She knew he played some instrument in the band, but 
that was about it. Nice looking, with longish brown 
hair. She couldn't tell much about his body in the 
clothes he was wearing, but he seemed like a nice guy. 
She knew she'd have to kiss him during the play, and 
there was a scene that was supposed to look like they 
were making love. She was a little nervous about that.

For his part Bobby was petrified. Jan was a 
cheerleader, and one of the most popular girls in 
school. He had tried out for the play on a whim, but 
the part of a Confederate Cavalry officer who sneaks 
into town to see his girl friend was just the kind of 
thing he imagined himself to be... in his fantasies, 
anyway. He was more surprised than anyone when Ms 
Swanson called his name for the part. He too was 
thinking about the love scene and getting to kiss Jan. 
He was having a hard time breathing.

Both students nodded their heads. Ms Swanson sighed. 
Kids always thought they could do anything, but she 
wanted this production to be perfect. It was the first 
time the board had approved a play that had sexual 
overtones in it. Granted, the love scene took place 
under a blanket, but it had to go well and tastefully 
or they'd never let her do anything else like it - 
probably ever.

"OK, look, in this play you two are supposed to be a 
young couple who have secretly been in love for years. 
Jan your father is a rich plantation owner and Bobby, 
you come from common stock - blacksmithing. As such you 
were never supposed to even meet, much less fall in 
love. But you stole time together secretly for years 
and you must be able to communicate that to the 
audience. You have to convince them that you know each 
other intimately." She realized the pun and blushed. 
"You know what I mean. Anyway, you two need to spend a 
lot of time together in the next month. Get to know 
each other - share secrets - try to BE the soldier and 
his sweetheart."

Jan looked uncertainly at Bobby. Ms Swanson sighed 
again. "Look, it's all pretend, OK? Just spend time 
together as much as possible and tell your friends it's 
play practice. If it looks like you two aren't going to 
be able to gel then I'll have to find another pair." 
She turned to talk to some of the other kids in the 
play.

Bobby turned to Jan and said "Hi, I'm Bobby McIntyre."

Jan's opinion of him went up a notch. Most guys tried 
to hit on her immediately. He was polite at least. And 
everybody in school knew her, yet he offered to let her 
introduce herself instead of assuming things about her. 
"And I'm Jan Thomas. Pleased to meet you... sweetheart" 
They both laughed. 

"I've never done this before" he said. 

"Oh, it's no big deal. I've been in lots of plays 
before. It's easier than you think. You'll do fine." 
she said. 

"I'm worried about getting stage fright." he said 
worriedly.

"Well, by the time we actually perform I promise you 
you'll know the lines so well you'll be saying them in 
your sleep, and we'll practice the moves so much you'll 
be doing them unconsciously. The trick is to forget 
about the audience and LIVE the actions."

They made plans to get together the next night to begin 
the process of getting to know each other and going 
over lines. He wondered if this counted as a real date.

The next night it actually FELT like a date. Bobby's 
stomach was roiling as he knocked on the front door of 
the very nice house. Jan answered the door herself, 
though, and she looked so relaxed... so unworried... 
that he felt his pulse slow a little.

First they read through the entire play, to get the 
story line down and see how their parts fit in with the 
rest. When they got to the part where the love scene 
was both got a little uncomfortable. There was a 
description of how the male was supposed to be between 
the female's thighs and her knees were supposed to be 
visible holding the blanket up while the male's 
buttocks went up and down etc., etc., etc. 

The thought of actually being between Jan's thighs made 
Bobby's knees weak. He had all the normal fantasies 
about girls, especially cheerleaders, and Jan was 
gorgeous. He jerked off regularly thinking about 
different girls and the night after being chosen for 
the part had jerked off while thinking about Jan. When 
he realized that his dick would almost certainly have 
to rub against her pussy during the scene he knew he'd 
get hard and that worried him because he also knew Jan 
wouldn't like that one bit.

Jan was popular and went out on lots of dates, but she 
didn't fool around much. She masturbated like crazy to 
deal with the feelings she had from boys trying to get 
in her pants, and had even broken her hymen with a 
candle several years ago. But no boy had ever seen her 
naked below the waist and only one had been allowed to 
touch her there. Her breasts were another matter. 

She loved to have her breasts caressed and loved it 
even more when she got her nipples sucked. She was 
proud of her breasts. They had originally grown in 
shaped like cones, but had rounded out nicely and were 
topped with pale pink nipples that were super 
sensitive. The thought of being able to have a man 
between her thighs, rubbing against her as she knew 
would happen, and it being OK, made her get a little 
wet between her legs.

They went on and finished the play.

"Wow!" said Bobby when they had finished. There's a lot 
of lines for both of us.

"I told you not to worry. We'll practice until you're 
sick of saying yours and hearing mine. It'll be like a 
dream that comes to you in your sleep over and over 
until you know everything that will happen."

"I don't know about that love scene" he said. "I think 
that may be the hardest part of all." It was obvious he 
was worried and uncomfortable.

Jan decided she liked him even more. Most guys would be 
wanting to practice that part first - and probably 
often. "Well, we won't worry about that until later. 
We'll just get to know each other and see how it goes. 
OK?" She wanted to put him at ease.

Over the next two weeks they spent some of almost every 
evening together. They ate at each other's houses and 
practiced their lines in different places so they 
didn't get bored. One night they were in Jan's bedroom 
going over lines. Bobby sat on the floor while Jan sat 
on the edge of her bed. 

Bobby glanced under the bed and his throat tightened as 
he realized there was a pair of bikini panties lying 
crumpled just under the bed. His eyes must have 
telegraphed something because Jan leaned over to see 
what he was looking at. When she saw the powder blue 
wisp of cloth she was horrified. She snatched them and 
wadded them up in her hand. "Oh... I'm sorry, I must 
have dropped them there when I took them off." she 
said.

There was an awkward silence. Bobby decided to try to 
lighten the mood. "Why Darlin', you know ah love you, 
and that you could never do ani-thin to dissappoint 
me." He drawled in his carefully cultivated southern 
accent.

She giggled. "Oh Robuht, you are such ah gentlemahn. Ah 
do wish this horrible Wah was ovah so we could be 
tugethah again." she ad libbed.

Now Bobby was getting into it. "But darlin' you know Ah 
have tuh return to thu conflict. Maht Ah have some 
token of yoah's to carry with me into battle?"

Jan went with it. "Oh Robuht, you wish to carry mah 
colors into battle? How could Ah refuse yoah simple 
wish." And with that she held out her hand and dangled 
the wisp of light blue cloth in front of his face.

Instinctively Bobby reached for the panties. As his 
hand closed around them and she released them he 
realized what he was holding and his jaw dropped. 
"Ahhhh... uhhhh...ummmm"

Jan giggled again. Bobby was holding something in his 
hand that at least a hundred boys would kill to 
possess, yet he was blushing and couldn't even speak. 
He really was sweet she thought to herself. He deserved 
a reward. "And when you return... victorious... from 
through field of battle, Ah will wear them for you once 
moah." she couldn't say it straight faced and collapsed 
into laughter.

Bobby wasn't sure at first if she was laughing AT him 
or just at the situation. When he saw the look on her 
face though, he felt better. Just to spite her - and to 
see what she would do - he stuffed the panties in his 
pocket. She acted like nothing had happened and began 
to read lines again. Bobby felt his dick twitch. Then 
they carried on with the lines.

When they were done for the night he went home and she 
didn't ask for the panties back. When he got home he 
looked at them for a long time, lying in his hand. He 
knew he was going to smell them, but he didn't want to 
for some reason. Or maybe it was that he thought he 
shouldn't want to. Just looking at them was somehow 
immensely satisfying. He tried to imagine her in them, 
but he didn't have enough information about her body to 
compose that picture. 

He realized they were at his nose. His hand had brought 
them there while he was thinking about her. He sniffed 
them and realized she had told the truth when she said 
she'd worn them. His dick got rock hard and he knew 
he'd have to beat off. He didn't want to soil the 
panties because they smelled so good to him, so he lay 
them next to his head as he jacked off. 

Staring at them he shot a line of sperm at least 
eighteen inches into the air.

Meanwhile Jan was lying in her own bed, one finger 
buried in her itching pussy, wondering what Bobby was 
doing. She'd actually given him her panties! USED 
panties! She'd never done anything like that before in 
her whole life! It made her pussy feel so warm and wet 
to know that a boy had her panties.

Two nights later Jan showed up at Bobby's house to 
rehearse lines. Bobby's mother smiled and invited her 
in. "Bobby's told us so much about you" she smiled. Jan 
blushed and said "Well, he's probably sick of me by 
now." 

The woman smiled again. "Oh I doubt that. You're very 
pretty and boys will be boys." Jan felt a tingle in her 
belly at that point and Bobby's mother spoke again. "I 
hope you don't mind, but my husband and I have a bridge 
club meeting tonight. Will you be OK without us here? I 
don't want you to feel uncomfortable." 

Jan almost laughed. "We'll be fine. Bobby's always 
behaved himself like a real gentleman." 

The woman beamed, "I'm so glad. He'll be right down."

Shortly Bobby's parents left, leaving Jan alone in the 
living room. She opened the script and began to study 
the lines she wanted to practice tonight. It was the 
first place where the young couple were supposed to 
kiss and it made her a little nervous. About then Bobby 
bounded down the stairs, his script in hand. He was 
wearing a T shirt and gym shorts and it crossed Jan's 
mind that, once you actually looked at him, he was 
pretty hunky looking. She gave him the page number and 
they started in on the lines. Soon they were at the 
kissing scene and both stopped.

"Um...should we...?" Jan said nervously.

"You mean... kiss?" Bobby gulped.

Jan started to feel silly "Yeah. I mean we're going to 
have to do it sooner or later and we may as well get it 
over with." 

Bobby's face fell and she went on "The first time I 
mean. I know we're both nervous, but if we do it a few 
times then maybe it'll get easier."

Both stood up and hesitantly approached each other. 
Neither knew what to do with their hands, so they just 
left them at their sides. As they leaned toward each 
other their faces got closer and closer until their 
lips finally met. 

What neither of them had thought about was that with 
their toes probably two feet apart, and their lips 
together, their center of balance was off and, without 
their hands they couldn't break the kiss. Jan realized 
their predicament first, about the same time she 
realized his lips were very soft and warm and... nice 
feeling. Bobby, for his part, was just plain paralyzed. 

When her lips touched his, his dick started to swell 
and suddenly he couldn't breathe. Consequently, when 
her hands came up to his chest and pushed gently he 
rocked back on his heels and almost fell on the floor. 
As he flailed to get his balance his face flamed red 
and all he could see was her wide-eyed stare and her 
mouth open in a little "o".

He felt like such a loser. 

Then her gaze lowered. To the tent at the front of his 
shorts. Her eyes got even wider and the "o" got bigger. 
Bobby whipped around, facing away from her and almost 
cried with embarrassment. "Oh shit" he groaned, not 
realizing he had actually said it out loud. 

Jan saw his embarrassment and felt a flood of warmth in 
her chest. "Bobby" she said hesitantly. 

He couldn't face her. "I'm sorry Jan. You must think 
I'm a real jerk." 

She was surprised "Oh no!" she said quickly. He looked 
over his shoulder at her, a question in his eyes. "I 
mean, it's OK." she said. "I mean it's perfectly normal 
and I understand completely." Now she was beginning to 
be embarrassed and her face started to flush. "In fact, 
I take it as a compliment. There! Now we can't let this 
beat us." Her voice firmed as she tried to get control 
of her emotions. "Come on, kiss me again." 

She walked over to him, grabbed his shoulders and 
turned him to face her. She made sure not to look down, 
and stared straight into his eyes. "Come on" she said 
more softly "We have to get used to this so we can move 
on." She left her hands on his shoulders and moved 
closer to him, reaching up with her lips. When his face 
descended to hers and their lips met again, Jan felt 
weak in her knees. The next thing she knew her hands 
were behind his head and she was crushing here lips to 
his. Then his hands went to her waist and then to her 
back and they were in a lover's embrace.

That kiss went on and on as each youngster let emotion 
take over. Jan felt her breasts pressing into his chest 
and her nipples started to stiffen. Then she felt the 
lump she had seen earlier pressing into her stomach and 
her knees got even weaker. She swayed and Bobby caught 
her as her legs gave way. They were by the couch and he 
lowered her to a sitting position. Both were gasping 
for breath as he leaned over her. 

"Are you OK Jan? Did I hurt you?" he asked anxiously. 

Jan just stared up at him. "Wow!" she said. Then she 
repeated herself "Wow!"

Bobby stood up, his poorly hidden erection how right in 
front of Jan's face. She stared at it. Bobby realized 
what was happening and hurriedly sat down on the couch, 
his hands going to his lap and hiding his boner. Jan 
turned her head and stared at Bobby's face. 

"Wow!" she said again.



Bobby had enjoyed the kiss too, more than anything else 
he could think of. But the look on her face worried 
him. "Are you OK Jan?" he asked again.

She snapped out of it. "Um, yes... I'm OK. It was 
just... I mean I've never felt anything like that..." 
she began to flush. "I mean I've kissed a lot of boys 
before, of course, but... it was never like that." She 
looked at him with wonder in her eyes. "You're a pretty 
good kisser Bobby." she ended up. 

He grinned, relieved that she wasn't mad. 
"Uh...thanks." 

She glanced down at his hands in his lap. "And I mean 
it. Don't worry about... that..." she grinned. "It 
really is normal and I really do take it as a 
compliment. With a kiss like that last one I'd be 
worried if it DIDN'T happen." She blushed again, but 
felt much more relaxed.

Bobby was elated. He had been embarrassed that he 
couldn't control his body, but now it was OK. She 
understood and wasn't going to think he was some kind 
of pervert.

They actually got through two more acts with no 
problem. Then they came to the love scene. They stared 
at each other. "I don't know about this" Bobby said. 

Jan, by now, had decided she was actually looking 
forward to practicing the love scene. It meant she got 
to do some more practice kissing, and based on the last 
one she couldn't wait. 

Ms Swanson had already told them the actual scene would 
be performed with Jan in a tube top, or bikini top, 
something that would allow her bare shoulders to show, 
and that Bobby would be shirtless. She didn't care what 
they wore below the waist except that it couldn't 
interfere with costume changes before and after the 
scene.

She suggested gym shorts or something similar, since 
those could be worn under the costumes both before and 
after the scene. Jan reminded Bobby of this as they 
prepared to figure out how to play the scene. Bobby 
said "Well I have on gym shorts now. Should I take my 
shirt off?" 

At first Jan started to say no, but then she thought 
about what she had felt during the kiss. 

"I suppose so" she said. "And so we can get used to 
seeing each other, I'll take off my shirt too." 

She saw Bobby's eyes get very round. 

"I have on a bra, and that's about like a bikini top. I 
can put the shoulder straps under my arms.

Before she could chicken out, Jan stood up and removed 
her shirt. Bobby stood there staring as her lacy white 
bra came into view. There, contained in that lace were 
the beautiful breasts he had fantasized about just last 
night. His dick had started to go down a little. That 
ended abruptly and suddenly he was rock hard again... 
achingly hard. 

She stood there looking at him. "Well, get your shirt 
off." 

He jerked and pulled his T shirt off as she tugged the 
shoulder straps of her bra off her shoulders and slid 
her arms through them so they were hanging under her 
arm pits. She stole a glance at the front of his pants 
and felt that warm glow in the pit of her stomach when 
she saw he was erect. 

"We should do this on a bed." she said in a 
businesslike tone. "That's what we'll use in the play." 

Bobby just stood there and stared at her chest. 

"Bobby!" she raised her voice. "Where is your bedroom?" 

He jerked his eyes away from her breasts. "Um .. it's 
upstairs." 

"Well, lead the way" she said and gave him a shove.

The two teens went upstairs to Bobby's room, which was 
surprisingly clean at the moment. He kicked some dirty 
clothes under the bed. They talked about what kind of 
movements they'd have to do and how to do them. 

"If I'm between your legs... I um... I don't think I'll 
be able to do that without... you know... touching 
you." Bobby said, staring at the floor. 

"Yes. I think you're right. I can't see any way we can 
make it look real without your... hips .. touching 
mine. Um... maybe we can put something in our pants - a 
towel or something and that will make it a little less 
embarrassing." Jan said.

Bobby got a towel and stuffed it in the front of his 
gym shorts. He looked pregnant or something and Jan 
laughed. "Well, it was a good idea, but it won't work. 
Look, Bobby, we're both grown people. We'll just have 
to deal with it." With that she flopped on the bed, 
arranged his pillow under her hair, and spread her 
jean-clad legs. 

She held out her arms to him and waited.

Staring at her, Bobby thought he had never seen 
anything so sexy in his life. Even though she had on 
jeans and the bra, with her hair spread out on the 
pillow she looked so beautiful that Bobby felt pain in 
his chest. 

His dick swelled until it was stone hard and he 
blushed. "Um" he murmured and started to turn around 
again. 

"Bobby!" she yelled "I told you it was OK. It's normal. 
Let's just figure this out, OK?"

Bobby turned around and climbed onto the bed, crawling 
between her spread thighs. "That's right" she said like 
she was talking to a little child, or maybe a pet. 
"Come on. That's a good boy. You're doing fine. Come 
on." Soon he was poised over her body. Her hands 
reached to his waist and her touch on his naked skin 
made him shiver. 

"Bobby you have to lie down on me." she urged. Slowly 
he sank down until his weight was on her. He felt like 
he was crushing her and tried to rise back up. Her 
hands went around to his back and she held him to her. 
"Come on Bobby. That's not so bad, now is it?" Bobby 
realized his dick had gotten caught in the crotch of 
her jeans and it was somewhat painfully stretched. 

He raised his hips and said "My, um... it's stuck or 
something." He tried to lift a hand to reach down and 
adjust his rod, but couldn't. Realizing what he was 
talking about, and without even thinking about what she 
was doing, Jan reached between them, grasped his 
erection through his shorts and pulled it until it was 
lying up against his abdomen. She suddenly realized 
what she was doing and let go quickly. 

"There," she said breathlessly. "All fixed." She 
couldn't believe she'd done or said that. Neither could 
Bobby. When he felt her fingers on his penis he'd 
frozen. It was a good thing she'd let go, he thought to 
himself, because if she hadn't he'd have shot his wad.

"OK, now move up and down," said Jan. She put her hands 
back on his waist to help him with the movements. He 
raised his hips and then lowered them again, bumping 
the bottom of his shaft against the crotch of her 
jeans. Jan was beginning to feel the itch between her 
legs she usually fixed by sticking a finger in her 
pussy. 

"Is that right?" he asked, trying to keep his mind on 
anything except what he was bumping his penis against. 

Jan thought of a movie she'd seen where a couple was 
making love and how the actions had been shown. "I 
think instead of just up and down you're supposed to 
move your hips toward my head. Like you're... going... 
up into... me." Jan couldn't go on. "Oh this is so 
embarrassing." she groaned. 

Bobby stopped "You want me to stop?" he said and began 
to rise off of her. 

Her hands gripped his waist "No!" she almost shouted. 
"We have to do this. Keep going. It'll get easier. 
We're just not comfortable with it yet. Keep going."

Now Bobby altered his movements until his penis was 
sliding along her zipper. Jan felt a rush of moisture 
in her pussy. Bobby didn't know what he was feeling, 
but he wanted to keep feeling it. Soon he was grinding 
his dick against her pussy as they moved together. 

"Mmm" she sighed "Yes, I think that's closer to what 
we're supposed to do."

Bobby's movements became firmer, more decisive. His 
dick felt really good rubbing against the fabric of her 
jeans. As he realized how good it felt, Bobby also 
realized that he shouldn't be able to feel the jeans on 
his dick. He looked down and saw that his boner had 
slid up past the waistband of his gym shorts and was 
now exposed and rubbing right on her jeans. 

About then he ground his dick right into the pull of 
her zipper. Before he could react the entire length of 
his penis scraped along the sharp corner of the pull. 
Pain shot through his penis and he yelled. He rolled 
off of her and clapped his hand to his injured peter. 

Jan had been lost in the wonderful feeling of something 
hard rubbing against her inflamed pussy and was 
startled by his yell. "What's wrong" she gasped as he 
rolled away from her. 

"I ran my dick into your zipper," he moaned before he 
could think about what he was saying. 

"Oh" she said, looking at his hand. "Is it... I mean 
are you OK?" 

Bobby didn't know what to do. It hurt, but he didn't 
think it was bleeding or anything, but he couldn't tell 
because he couldn't uncover it. "Yeah, I think so," he 
said. 

Jan wanted to look at it, but she couldn't bring 
herself to say that. "Well, I guess that's probably 
enough for tonight anyway," she said.

The two youth caught their breath as they restored 
their clothing. Jan said, "I guess I'd better get 
going," and, to both her and his surprise, she leaned 
into him and kissed him on the lips. "Night" she said. 
"Practice again tomorrow?" 

He just nodded.

The next day was Saturday and Bobby had no idea what 
time they were supposed to get together. He remembered 
last night vividly. He'd had to jerk off twice to get 
his dick to go soft after she left. But she'd kissed 
him good night, and that meant that she wasn't sorry 
about anything that had happened, in his book. 

He was reading when the doorbell rang and his mother 
shouted up to him that "His little friend was here to 
practice the play again." He had on the same shorts as 
the night before, so he went downstairs to meet Jan. 
Today she too was dressed in gym shorts and a man's 
short sleeved shirt. 

She looked lovely. 

She smiled at him. "Ready to hit it again?" He blushed 
a little bit as she grinned at him. 

Bobby's mom spoke. "Why don't you two go up in the tree 
house to practice. That way you can say your lines and 
it won't bother anybody else. I'll make you some lunch 
and call you when it's ready." 

Bobby said OK and led Jan to the back yard, where a 
huge old oak tree filled one corner. Up in the 
branches, maybe twenty feet up was a small house built 
across three limbs. There was a rope ladder hanging 
down from a hole in the floor of the little house. 

"Wow. Cool," said Jan as she started up the ladder. 
Bobby followed, staring at Jan's butt as it swayed back 
and forth. Once again he felt his dick begin to harden. 
He wished he could control it.

When she got to the tree house Jan was amazed. It was 
about ten feet square, had a roof and two windows, with 
carpet on the floor and shelves on the walls. There was 
a large air mattress in one corner and a couple of air 
chairs to sit in. "This is really cool" she said as 
Bobby climbed up beside her. 

"Yeah, my dad and I built it when I was little. I used 
to sleep up here a lot," he explained.

Jan turned to face him. "Bobby?" she said in a low 
voice. "I've been thinking about last night." 

He couldn't tell what she meant, but said, "Um it's OK. 
If you don't want to do that again I understand." 

She looked at him strangely. "No, that's not what I 
meant. I liked it." She blushed. "I mean I think we 
should practice more. We're not comfortable with each 
other yet, so I think we should practice some more." 
She glanced at the front of his shorts. "And today I 
wore gym shorts too, and I have on a tube top under my 
shirt, so we can practice right, and I won't... hurt 
you." 

As she talked she unbuttoned the shirt. Under it was a 
strip of cloth covering her breasts, but just barely. 
It was thin and stretchy and her nipples showed through 
it clearly. 

Bobby's dick sprang to full mast. Jan crawled over to 
the air bed and lay back on it. Again she spread her 
legs and held out her arms to him. This time he didn't 
hesitate. He peeled off his shirt and went to her. 

As he settled his weight onto her she said, "And the 
kissing too. We need to practice that too." 

The next thing he knew Bobby was dry humping Jan and 
they were kissing passionately. Bobby ran out of breath 
and opened his mouth to take a quick gulp of air. When 
he did his tongue touched her lips and she opened them. 
Then her tongue came out and the two organs touched, 
tentatively at first, and then more forcefully. In no 
time they were sucking on each other's tongues just 
like what they had often seen in the movies. 

Meanwhile Bobby was grinding his hard dick into Jan's 
inflamed pussy. This time, however, there was only the 
cloth of their gym shorts between them, and she could 
feel it much better. She was loving the feeling when, 
of their own volition, her hips arched up off the bed 
and met his as he bore down on her. She realized she 
was going to have an orgasm. 

Now she didn't know what to do. If she came she'd just 
die of embarrassment, but it felt so good she knew she 
couldn't stop. She groaned and he paused.

"Are you OK?" he said and her fingernails raked his 
back. "Oh yes, don't stop."

Suddenly she didn't care any more. She ground her pussy 
up against his dick and let the feeling wash over her. 
"Ohhhhhhhh," she moaned. "Ahhhhhyeeessssss," as the 
orgasm finally hit. 

Bobby knew something was wrong, but also knew that she 
didn't mind. Then he realized what was happening. She 
was coming! He was amazed. He kept rubbing against her, 
trying to help her and she writhed under him. Finally 
she relaxed and he instinctively knew she was finished. 

It felt good to rub against her, but he thought he 
should stop. He did, and rolled to one side. As he did 
he saw that, in their passion, her tube top had slid 
down and her breasts were now exposed. She was lying 
back with her eyes closed, breathing hard. Those 
perfect breasts were rising and falling hypnotically, 
their cherry red nipples capturing his gaze like glue. 
He just watched them, wishing he could taste one.

Jan didn't know what to do. He had rolled off of her, 
but wasn't saying anything. She couldn't face him 
knowing she had just cum - all due to his big hard 
prick rubbing against her pussy. What did he think of 
her? Finally she couldn't stall any longer. She opened 
her eyes and looked at him. He was staring at her, but 
not her face. She looked down and saw her naked breasts 
sticking out. 

"Oh no!" she moaned and covered them with her hands. 

"No, don't." he said. She looked at him. "I mean... 
they're beautiful," he stammered. 

The irony of the situation tickled her and she giggled. 
"This is so stupid," she said laughing. 

He looked hurt. "It's NOT stupid. They really ARE 
beautiful." 

She kept laughing. "No you goofball, that's not what I 
meant. I mean I just had an orgasm while we were... 
practicing... and my boobs fell out of my top and I got 
embarrassed. When you consider that we just almost... 
did it... it just seems stupid for me to feel shy."

Bobby reached out and picked up one of her hands. 

She let him. 

He laid it beside her and picked up the other one, 
doing the same thing. Now her breasts were exposed 
again. But when she saw the look in his eye as he gazed 
at them, she didn't feel shy any more. She felt that 
ball of heat start up in her pussy again. Her voice was 
husky. "I want to practice again," she said. 

They rolled together again, this time with her breasts 
pressing against his chest. They kissed again, deeply. 
He began dry humping her again, and felt her hands on 
his chest, pushing him away. He looked at her. Her gaze 
was hot and her eyes glinted.

"I want to feel your skin against mine," she said in 
that husky voice. 

He reached out and tugged at the tube top, trying to 
get it around her waist.

"No," she said. "I mean all my skin against yours." He 
didn't understand until he saw her shoving at her 
shorts, pushing them down. He watched, astounded, as 
she pushed them down, down, her blond bush now showing. 
She hadn't worn any panties under her shorts. She 
raised her hips off the bed and pushed until she got 
them to her knees and then kicked them off. 

She was still staring at him. "You too," she said as 
she took the tube top completely off. 

With trembling hands he started to slid his shorts off. 

"Wait," she said. "Let me." He fell to his back and 
raised his own hips as she tugged. His dick got caught 
in the waistband and when she finally got them past it, 
it flopped up and slapped his stomach. She gasped when 
she saw his boner, but kept pulling on his shorts. He 
kicked them off and she was back at his hips, her face 
close to his rampant cock, staring. 

He felt her fingers on it, standing it up, then gently, 
lovingly grasping it in her cool hand. That hand slid 
up and then back down gently, jacking his cock once.

"Ahhhhh," he groaned. 

She did it again. 

"Ohhhhhhhh," he groaned again. 

She smiled. "Let's practice," she said and rolled over 
onto her back. This time when she spread her legs he 
could see what he had only dreamed of. Her pussy was 
just as gorgeous as he had dreamed. She had blond hair 
at the top of her slit. Two fat and blushing lips went 
downward from there, framing a hole he could almost see 
into. It looked puffy and wet and he suspected it was 
hot to the feel.

He climbed carefully between her legs and they both 
watched as he gently lowered his hips. His penis was 
rock hard and the tip was almost touching his own belly 
button. The underside of that hard cock was what 
touched her pussy when they finally made contact. It 
burrowed right between those fat lips and she went, 
"Mmmmmmmmmm." 

They kissed. 

He moved upwards once, experimentally. The underside of 
his fat hard-on scraped right across her clitty and she 
groaned. 

He stopped. "You OK?" he whispered. 

"Oh I've never been so OK," she said as she wiggled her 
hips. "Don't stop." she said. 

He began to move then, rubbing up and down in long 
strokes that made fire shoot through both of them. It 
felt so good that his strokes got longer and longer 
until the head went so low that it dropped between the 
lips. On his next surge upwards it nosed into here 
pussy and wedged tight. 

"Ahhhhhhhh," they both moaned at the same time. He knew 
where the head of his dick was. She did too. 

By unspoken agreement he pushed no farther, but began 
to ease the head in and out between the lips. On one 
push she bucked her hips up at him and he slid in a 
little further. 

He stopped, afraid. Her hands went to his waist and 
pulled. 

"Don't stop," she gasped. 

"But..." he said. 

"I don't care," she panted. "Just don't stop." 

So he began moving again. Each time he went forward he 
plowed further into her virgin pussy. She felt no pain 
of any kind, even though she expected to. Instead she 
felt a wonderful fullness, something beyond what her 
fingers or even her hairbrush could do. In the split 
second she thought about her hairbrush she realized 
there was no hymen to break, and that it wasn't going 
to hurt at all. 

With that thought she waited until she felt him start 
forward and then she thrust her loins at his with all 
the strength she had left. Bobby felt his penis slide 
into her warm sheath, and then felt her hips driving 
upward. Instinct took over and he kept going, sliding 
deeper and deeper until he felt his pubic bone mesh 
with hers. He was inside here. All the way inside her.

Jan mewled as she felt herself stretched. When she 
thought he must be all the way in her she found herself 
amazed as she felt even more hard dick enter her body. 
It was wonderful. 

Again she said "Don't stop" and her hips went wild. At 
first they worked against each other, but eventually 
their bodies meshed as he withdrew and then powered 
back into her hot wet sheath. Soon he was ramming into 
her for all he was worth and soon he felt the warning 
tell tale signs of his impending orgasm. 

"Jan," he grunted, "I'm getting close."

"Don't stop," was her reply.

"But I'm gonna shoot in a minute," he gritted his 
teeth.

"OK, but just don't stop," she grunted back.

Jan was close. But she couldn't quite get over the 
edge. In one sense she didn't mind, because what Bobby 
was doing to her felt so good. He was slamming against 
her now, and his prick was going deep, deep inside her. 
She could feel it mashing up into her cervix, going 
much, much deeper than her fingers ever had. She was so 
close.

Then, Bobby froze and groaned. He had gone as far into 
her as he could and he was pushing against her so hard 
that her body was moving on the fabric covering of the 
air mattress. 

Then she felt that invading penis expand and pulse - 
one - two - three times rapidly. A warm feeling washed 
into her pussy and she realized his seed was flowing 
into her virgin cunt. 

THAT was what it took to get her to where she so 
desperately wanted to be. 

She felt it start in her toes, of all places, and then, 
like electricity it shot up to her pussy and from there 
to her nipples and then to her head. Her legs flew even 
wider and her heels dug into the mattress as she lunged 
upward, trying to get even more of his spurting cock 
into her. 

She shuddered and her neck arched until she felt pain 
in her neck muscles and thighs. And still his penis 
bucked and fired it's precious nectar into her 
welcoming womb.

Eventually they found themselves, entwined, limp, 
sweaty, lying together, her pussy a sodden mess, full 
of his sperm. Panting, she looked at him and kissed him 
hard. "That was so beautiful," she murmured.

Two months later the play went on. It was a smashing 
success, due not only in part to the most convincing 
love scene anyone in the school had ever seen. Nobody 
knew that, the day after they lost their virginity to 
each other, Bobby and Jan manufactured the clothing 
they would wear during the scene. There was a hole in 
his pants, and a hole in her shorts. 
**

They made sure to practice almost everyday, and 
everyday his hard straining penis went out of his hole 
and into hers. 

During the play it was no different. Bobby, knowing 
that hundreds of people were watching, pumped Jan's 
pussy so full of cum that he was afraid it would stain 
her costume. Jan couldn't have cared less. She had 
grown to love the feel of his heavy sticky sperm 
soaking into her cunt, and the load she got during the 
play -that night and the next four nights was enough to 
make sure in her own mind that this was a play neither 
of them would ever forget.

END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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