A Time to Remember
written by:
Erlikkhan

"I don't think he's going to last much longer," the doctor told the family gathered around the bedside. "His breathing is forced. He doesn't seem to be aware of his surroundings. I'm sorry."

"Cindy Vanderhoff..."

They turned to look at the old man who had just mumbled this name. His eyes fluttered and then opened. He looked around the room like he was searching for someone.

"Cindy Vanderhoff..." he repeated in a raspy whisper.

"Who is he talking about?" The doctor asked.

No one knew. The old man closed his eyes. Time went backwards. The memories came flooding back. He heard his voice narrating the story that was to be his last memory before he headed towards the bright light awaiting him.

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The year was 1950. I was eighteen years old and in the 12th grade. We lived in one of those suburban communities just outside of Cincinnati where all the houses look the same. When I wasn't in school I was working at the local hardware store. I had been on a few awkward dates, but most of my knowledge about sex was from listening to other boys talk in the locker room, and most of the time they didn't know what they were talking about.

Our school had three kinds of girls. The "popular girls" hung in cliques. They were worried about protecting their reputations. What they did when they were alone with their boyfriends was never discussed. Then there were the bookworms, jocks and nerds who didn't thrive on trying to impress boys with their looks or femininity. Finally there were the fast girls who liked to fool around. Some girls could straddle two categories but it was difficult.

Cindy Vanderhoff was in a category all by herself. She was 18 and beautiful by any standard. She had high cheekbones, big brown inviting eyes, a perfect smile and pearly white teeth. Her soft brown hair bounced against her shoulders. Her sway was graceful and feminine and her shapely breasts rode high on her chest. Every boy in the high school secretly lusted after Cindy. I was no exception.

Cindy had transferred to our school during her junior year. She was outwardly friendly to everyone but had remained somewhat aloof. She avoided hanging with the popular girls despite their best efforts to draw her into their cliques. Her best friend was a homely looking bookworm named Betsy Cox. Normally Betsy would have been classified a nerd but there were rumors that she had "put out" for some of the boys at the local college.

High school boys were like putty in Cindy's hands. A smile and a friendly greeting in that soft and sexy voice had them tripping over themselves. She played hard to get and wouldn't go out on a date until she had been asked several times. She seldom dated the same boy more than once. Those that went out with her often called Cindy the "ice queen" or a "cock tease." A few boys claimed to have gone "all the way" with her but no one believed them.

Cindy was always nice to me and said hello when we passed in the hallway. It made my heart beat faster to know that she actually knew my name. One afternoon she and her dad walked into the hardware store where I was working. Cindy saw me and came over to say hello. She smiled and put her hand on my forearm. Whatever she said after that certainly didn't register. I mumbled something unintelligible in response.

"Good," she whispered in that sexy voice of hers as she was leaving. "Then I'll see you at 6 on Friday. It's okay that you don't have a car. We can walk to the movies. Do you know where I live?"

Cindy scribbled her address on a piece of paper and handed it to me. Then she made my heart flutter with her smile and those big brown eyes. She squeezed my arm and walked away. I watched the back of her pedal pushers sway back and forth with each graceful step. It finally dawned on me that she had just asked me to take her to the movies.

I was terrified when I showed up at her house on Friday night. She opened the front door and greeted me with that heart-melting smile. She wore a sleeveless green dress that fell to her knees. The upper part was cut around her neck and molded snugly to her shapely breasts accentuating their contours. I had put on a nice pair of pants and a button up shirt to impress her.

"You look very handsome tonight," Cindy greeted me. "I've wanted you to ask me out for a while and thought maybe you didn't like me. Betsy said you were just shy and that I should take the initiative. I hope you don't think I'm fast."

I don't remember much of what we discussed during the twenty minute walk to the movie theater. Cindy did most of the talking. About half-way there she slipped her hand into mine. Our fingers intertwined. I paid for the tickets and bought some popcorn. We sat near the back holding hands. Part way into the movie Cindy looped my arm around her shoulder and snuggled closer. She rested a hand on my knee. It made me dizzy with excitement.

After the movie ended we walked back to her house hand-in-hand. We reached her front porch. I was nervously trying to decide whether I dare kiss her goodnight when she invited me inside. We went into the front room and sat on the couch. Cindy explained that her parents wouldn't be home until later. She snuggled close and pulled my arm around her. Her hand slid across my chest. She tilted her head and looked up at me.

"You can kiss me," Cindy suggested with a whisper.

I was in way over my head. I was quite nervous that I wouldn't live up to her expectations of what a kiss ought to be. She threw her arm around my neck. Our lips met. Hers felt so soft and sensual. It wasn't just a peck on the mouth. It was a real kiss. Nothing remotely like this had ever happened to me and certainly not with the hottest girl in the high school.

Her tongue brushed across my lips. She gently pried my mouth open. I could feel her soft breast pressing into my chest. My hand slid to her waist and pulled her closer. Our tongues swirled together in a dance of passion. Her fingers ran through my hair. Her lips moved from my mouth to my neck and then up to my ear.

"I wouldn't mind if you wanted to feel me," she whispered in a soft sexy voice.

Cindy took my hand from her waist and guided it to the shapely swell pushing out from her dress. The hottest girl in school wanted me to feel her up. This was completely new territory for me. I had no idea what I was supposed to do. I pressed my palm over her breast and rubbed it in circles. My fingers gently squeezed soft tissue.

"Yes," she moaned encouraging my exploration.

Cindy slid her lips back to mine. I eagerly welcomed her tongue into my mouth. She lifted her arm to give me better access to her breast. I fondled her more aggressively squeezing the soft tissue firmly with my fingers. It was like I was living in a dream. I had never been so turned-on in my life. My hard cock felt as though it was going to rip through my pants.

"Don't tell anyone I let you feel me up," Cindy said pulling away from the kiss. "I only let you do it because I really like you. It's not something I do with other boys."

I'm not sure that I really believed her but I nodded my head anyway. She smiled at me like it was our little secret. We continued kissing. My fingers kneaded and massaged her soft breast through the dress she was wearing. She dropped her hand to my thigh dangerously close to my throbbing cock and aching balls.

Her lips moved to my ear. Her tongue pushed inside. Then her fingers slid across my bulge. She squeezed it gently. I couldn't stop what happened next. My cock pulsed. Spurt after spurt of hot cum exploded into my pants. I tried to disguise my orgasm by coughing. Cindy took her hand off my spewing cock and looked at me with concern.

"Are you okay?"

I assured her that I was and wondered if she already knew what had happened. I excused myself to use the bathroom and was able to minimize the damage before much had seeped through to my pants. When I returned Cindy told me that her parents would be home soon. At the front door she kissed me goodnight and said that she had a really good time.

That weekend I pounded my cock raw reliving the experience. On Monday at school Cindy acted as though nothing special had happened between us. She was friendly but never mentioned our date. I became convinced that I was just another check mark on her list of boys. I was even more convinced when she went out with Bobby Parker the following weekend.

A week later Cindy asked if I could come to her house on Saturday to study history. It wasn't exactly a date but I held out some wild hope that it might lead to something more. When I showed up at her front door, history book in hand, she greeted me with a punch in the arm. She was wearing a pair of white pedal pushers and a red knit top that stretched across her shapely tits.

"You never asked me out after our last date. I thought you liked me. I had to go out with that creep Bobby Parker because I didn't have another date. All he wanted to do was grope me but I wouldn't let him."

That wasn't the story Bobby was telling about their date but I didn't say anything. Instead I mumbled an apology and said something feeble about work. She stood there pouting for several seconds before breaking into a smile. Cindy threw her arms around me and held me close. I could feel her soft breasts pressing against my chest - the same breasts I had squeezed only two weeks earlier - and possibly so had Bobby Parker last weekend.

"It's okay. I forgive you. Let's go to my room."

I learned that neither her parents nor sister were at home. I followed her down the hall watching her ass cheeks moving back and forth against the tight material covering them. Her bedroom was decorated with a collection of dolls like she was still in grade school. Her twin bed was against the wall. It had a canopy and a frilly bedcover with purple flowers. An array of stuffed animals was piled on the pillows.

"We can study up here," Cindy suggested climbing onto the bed.

Cindy kicked off her shoes and sat with her back to the wall and her knees pulled up. I joined her on the bed. She snuggled close and pulled my arm around her shoulder.

"You know what? I don't feel like studying. I feel like kissing."

She threw her arm around my neck and pressed her lips to mine. Our tongues danced together swapping saliva through our open mouths. My hand went to her waist and slowly inched its way up her body to her breast. Cindy lifted her arm encouraging my exploration. My hand moved over her shapely swell. My fingers squeezed and fondled the soft tissue.

"Let's kiss lying down," Cindy whispered. "It'll more comfortable."

Cindy stretched out on the bed like a model with a hand behind her head and motioned for me to join her. I slid down next to her. She pulled my arm around her neck and pushed me onto my back. She moved her upper body over me until her face was directly above mine. Our lips met again. Our tongues mingled. My hand went back to her breast. I squeezed it gently with my fingers. She moaned into my mouth.

Cindy fumbled with something behind her back as we continued to kiss. Then she guided the hand that was squeezing her breast under her top. She had loosened her bra. My fingers slid underneath it and glided across the warm skin of her naked breast. It pulsed with life against my fingertips. My heart was pounding with excitement. I felt like I was in a dream.

"Mmmmmm..." she moaned encouraging my exploration.

My fingers continued to squeeze and fondle her soft and warm tissue. Cindy kissed my neck and moaned with pleasure at what I was doing. Her hand slid down to my thigh squeezing and massaging it not far from where my cock was straining to rip through the front of my pants. I rubbed my thumb across her hard nipple.

"Yes... right there," she whispered slipping her lips up to my ear. "Pinch them."

I rolled the hard nubs between my thumb and forefinger. Cindy gasped. Her hand slid over my bulge. She rubbed her fingers across its length. I continued to squeeze her naked breast and pinch her nipple. Her hand moved faster. She pushed her tongue into my ear. My poor cock couldn't take much more. Just before I lost it she pulled her hand away.

"It's dangerous being with you," Cindy said rolling onto her back. "I hope you don't think I'm like this with everyone."

I assured her that I didn't even though I was quite sure she was just feeding me a line that she used with all her dates. We kissed some more lying on our sides and facing each other. My hand found its way under her top. I squeezed and fondled her naked breasts. Cindy pushed me onto my back and rolled on top of me straddling me with her knees. I could feel her mound pressing against my hardness.

Cindy sat up and looked down at me with a wicked grin on her face. She hooked grabbed the bottom of her red top with her fingers and pulled it up over her head throwing it into a corner of the bed. Then she shrugged out of her bra. She crossed her arms in front of her breasts like she was trying to hide them from me.

"If I let you see them you can't tell anyone," Cindy said with a serious look on her face. "I trust you."

She dropped her arms. I found myself looking up at the first pair of naked breasts I had ever seen. They were more than incredible. I gazed like a hungry dog at the two ripe melons hanging from Cindy's chest. Light brown nipples capped by hard tips puffed out from the lily white flesh. I stared with an awestruck look on my face.

"I hope you like them," she said cupping the two pear-shaped beauties with her hands. "They're not very big... nothing like Kathy Brown's."

They were plenty big in my book. Besides, she was not making a very fair comparison. Kathy Brown was by far the most top-heavy girl in school. She was also a slut, or so it was rumored.

"Take off your shirt," she said more as an order than a request.

I quickly ripped the shirt from my body. Cindy reached down and slid her hands across my stomach and chest. She even rubbed my nipples with her fingertips. I was surprised at how sensitive they were. Then she leaned forward and pressed her lips to mine. I felt the warmth of her naked breasts pressing against my skin. Her hard nipples dug into my chest.

My hands slid down her naked back and pulled her closer. I could feel her grinding against my hard cock as we kissed. She seemed to be concentrating all the pressure on my knob rubbing against a specific spot of her pussy. She slid her lips to my neck. Her moans as gasps got louder. Her movements against my cock seemed more desperate. I knew if she kept it up I was going to cum in my pants for the second time.

"Oh... oh... oh... yes... yes... yes... uuunnnngggghhhh...mmmmmpppphhhh..."

I felt her body stiffen. Cindy grabbed my hair and yanked. She bucked against me in a series of uncontrollable spasms. She squealed and shrieked like she was in pain. She finally collapsed forward onto my body still shaking. I was so close to losing it that I was seeing stars. Just in the nick of time she rolled off me and rested her head on my chest trying to catch her breath.

"Wow," she gasped. "I think I just had a climax... a big one."

I sort of knew that a climax was a female version of what happened when I shot my load. It couldn't be the same though. Certainly girls didn't shoot like men. The fact that Cindy Vanderhoff had one with me was more than exciting, but I found it ironic that she had just "cum in her pants" and was telling me about it. I was embarrassed when it happened to me and wasn't about to tell her how close I had come to doing it again.

"It was just like Betsy said it would be," Cindy continued like it was the first one she ever had. "It was like... I don't know... like a feeling of bliss with everything swirling out of control."

Cindy rubbed her hand across my stomach as she lay there with her head on my chest. My poor cock was pushing out from the front of my pants in a desperate attempt to escape. Her hand traveled across my belt buckle. I felt her fingers slide over the bulge my cock was making. It was the second time she had touched me there, and if she kept it up she was going to achieve the same result.

"Does... um... does it hurt?" Cindy asked sliding her fingers down my length. "I mean to be like that... you know... hard when you're wearing pants. It doesn't look very comfortable."

Yes, I wanted to say. It is damned uncomfortable and it will stay that way until I shoot my load which I need to do in the worst way and if you keep rubbing it like that I will be spewing in my pants in no time. All I was able to manage was a grunt.

"Um... you can... um... take it out if you want. I mean so it won't be so uncomfortable. I wouldn't mind."

It took a few seconds for me to comprehend what she had said. Did she really want to see my cock? Did I want to show it to her? I wondered how many others had she seen and how mine would compare. As these thoughts raced through my mind Cindy began to unfasten my belt. She was having trouble so I helped. Next went my zipper. I pushed down my pants and briefs until hard cock bounced free.

"Oh my gosh, it's beautiful... and so big and hard," she exclaimed excitedly. "It has kind of like a helmet on top."

Cindy was acting like this was the first cock she had ever seen. That wasn't what Bobby Parker had told everyone in the locker room but it really didn't matter. Cindy looked at me with those big brown eyes like she was seeking permission to touch it. Then she looked back at my cock. She reached out with her hand. Her fingertips brushed against my hard flesh. My cock pulsed releasing a small trickle of pre-cum. Her eyes got even bigger.

"Did... did you just shoot? I thought there was supposed to be more stuff, at least that's what Betsy said."

Apparently Betsy was the authority of all things sexual. I shook my head no. This conversation was getting a little uncomfortable for my tastes. She ran a finger across my knob and through the sticky fluid. She continued to trace down my shaft exploring the ridges and veins. Cindy finally wrapped her hand around my shaft and gently squeezed with her fingers.

"It feels so alive," Cindy said.

Her hand moved up and down in slow gently strokes. She turned her head and looked at me with those big brown innocent eyes. She smiled and turned her head back to concentrate on the task she was performing. If this was her first hand-job she could have fooled me. Her fist moved up and down faster. She gripped me more firmly.

"Is it going to shoot?" Cindy asked. "How will I know?"

The question was too late. Every ounce of energy in my body rushed to my groin. My balls shrunk. My cock swelled. I closed my eyes and grunted. A powerful geyser of hot cum spewed from the tip like a rocket. I lifted off the bed thrusting my cock up through her fingers. She held me tightly as spurt after spurt continued to blast out from the tip. It seemed to go on forever.

"Wow... that was so much stuff," Cindy said excitedly.

I opened my eyes and looked up at Cindy. She was smiling down at me like a little girl on Christmas morning. Her hand was wrapped around my drained cock which was still hard. Cum oozed over her fingers. Some had streaked up her right arm. There were a few blotches on her tits but the majority of my huge load had landed on my stomach and chest.

"It's still big," Cindy said stating the obvious. "How long does it stay that way? Betsy told me that after a boy shoots he goes soft."

Maybe this really was her first hand-job despite the locker room banter. She finally pulled her sticky fingers from my cock and examined them closely. She even lifted them to her nose and sniffed.

"So this is the stuff that makes babies. That is so cool. And I made you do it - shoot I mean. It's like magic. I guess I had better go clean-up. I'll be right back."

Feeling self-conscious, I pulled up my pants and put my cock back in its prison. Cindy returned with a wet towel so I could wipe the mess off my stomach and chest. Then she snuggled her topless body against mine. We kissed some more. My mouth trailed down to her neck. Cindy pushed my head down further and guided my lips to her nipple. Not entirely sure what I was doing, I sucked it into my mouth and swirled my tongue over the hard tip.

"Yes," she moaned running her fingers through my hair.

I moved to the other nipple. My hand was resting on her stomach. I pushed it down inching my way towards her pussy. She didn't stop me. My hand slid down the front of her pedal pushers and over her mound. Cindy spread her legs. I slid my fingers down between them and pressed them against her pussy. She moaned.

Cindy humped my fingers while I sucked her nipples. She pulled my head up and kissed me with passionate desperation. Our tongues swirled against each other. My fingers dug aggressively against her pussy. Cindy reached down and grabbed my hand. She shoved it inside the front of her pedal pushers. My fingers slid into her panties. I felt the soft curls of her pubic hair. My fingertip parted the moist folds of her pussy.

"Ooohhhh... oh yes."

Once again I was in unfamiliar territory. Cindy came to the rescue. She unzipped her pedal pushers making it easier for me to move my fingers. Then she slid her hand over mine. She guided my fingertip to a tiny protrusion poking out from the top of her slit.

"Right there," she gasped. "Rub me there."

And so I did. It was like setting off a stick of dynamite. Her gasps and squeals became louder. She squirmed against my finger. Her fingers had a death grip on my forearm. My lips moved to her neck and nibbled on the thin skin.

"Harder... faster," she gasped.

My finger moved faster and faster. I concentrated most of the pressure on her tiny button but occasionally my finger slipped down her slit and through her folds which were slimy from her secretions. I moved my mouth to her nipple and sucked it into my mouth. Cindy was frantically humping against my finger.

"Ooohhh... ooohhhhhh... aaaahhhhhh," she gasped throwing her head back.

Her body jerked and bucked in a series of spasms. She shook violently. I continued to rub her with my finger. A gush of something warm sprayed out from her pussy and drenched her panties. I bit down on her nipple and sent her into another series of screaming spasms. Her body twisted and jerked back and forth on the bed.

"Uuuunnnnnnnggggg... aaaaahhhhhh..."

Cindy grabbed my hand and guided my middle finger between her folds until it slipped into her opening. I pushed. She was tight but my finger slowly disappeared into her body. I couldn't believe my finger was now inside a pussy - not just any pussy either. I was fingering the hottest girl in school. She was so warm and tight and pulsing with life.

"Move it," she gasped.

I pumped. She moved against me. My head was spinning. My cock felt like it was going to rip through my pants. My finger went in and out faster and faster. It made faint squishing sounds from all the juices sloshing around inside her. Her thighs were opening and closing around my hand.

"Oh... oh... oh god... aaaaaeeeeeeeeeeee...aaaaahhhhhhhhh..."

Cindy lifted her ass off the bed. Her fingers dug into the skin of my arm. Her body trembled and jerked and bucked. Juices gushed out from her pussy and seeped onto my hand. I continued pumping in and out of her body until she couldn't stand it anymore. She finally rolled onto her side facing away from me and still shaking from the experience.

"What are you doing to me?" Cindy finally said after catching her breath. "I thought my insides were going to explode."

Cindy went into the bathroom. When she came back we resumed our explorations. Before I left she jerked me off again and I fingered her to several mind blowing orgasms. I went home and relived the experience for the rest of the weekend with my hand wrapped around my cock. I was still having a hard time believing this had happened to me.

When I saw Cindy on Monday I was not going to make the same mistake I had previously made so I immediately asked her to go to the movies with me that weekend. She pouted and told me she was grounded from dating because of her grades. Then she smiled and punched me in the arm saying that she was joking.

I showed up at her house at 6:30 on Friday. Cindy didn't look at all dressed for a date. She was wearing tight white pedal pushers and a gray sweatshirt. She looked out the door in both directions and quickly pulled me inside explaining that her parents and her sister would be out for several hours. I followed her back to her room.

"I hope you don't mind if we hang out here," Cindy said climbing onto the bed. "I can still get dressed and we can go to the movies if you want."

I didn't want. I joined her on the bed. We sat against the wall. She snuggled up to me. Our lips met. We fell down on the bed. My hands slid under her sweat shirt. She wasn't even wearing a bra. My fingers kneaded the warm flesh of her breasts and tugged at her erect nipples. Her hand slid down the front of my pants and across the rapidly expanding bulge. After a few minutes of kissing and touching Cindy sat up and removed her sweatshirt.

"You have to take yours off too," she told me and so I did.

My hand found its way inside her pedal pushers and panties. My lips slid down and sucked a nipple into my mouth. She gasped when a finger plunged into her hot pussy. I pumped it in and out of her body. She twisted and squirmed against me. I felt her jerk when the orgasm hit. Juices poured out from her pussy in a gush. I moved my finger to her little button and rubbed her to another orgasm. She finally pushed me away.

"Betsy said that some girls are gushers when they have a climax," Cindy told me snuggling close after catching her breath. "I guess that's me. I hope you don't mind."

I wasn't sure what she meant by the word ‘gusher' but thought it must have something to do with the amount of fluid coming out of her pussy. I had no idea whether this was normal or not. Not that I really dwelled on it very long. My cock was about to rip a hole in my pants. I need to unload in the worst way. Cindy came to the rescue.

"Do you need to shoot?" She asked sliding her hand over my bulging cock. "It feels like it."

I reached down and helped her unbuckle my pants and push them down along with my boxers. . My hard cock sprung free and shot up from between my legs like a rocket on a launch pad. Cindy sat up and wrapped her fingers round me. I watched her tits jiggle back and forth on her chest as she stroked. It didn't take long. My cock swelled. My balls tensed.

"AAAARRRRGGGGHHHHH..."

I came up off the bed. Cum spewed from my cock like an erupting volcano. One spurt after the next exploded from the tip. When I was drained I fell back on the bed breathing hard. Cindy's hand was still wrapped around me. I slowly opened my eyes and looked at her.

"That is a lot of stuff," Cindy said wiping a small speck that had landed on her chin. "This time it got all over me."

Sure enough there was cum up the side of her arm and speckled across her breasts. More had oozed over her hand. There were a couple of globs on her stomach, but most of my huge load had landed on her pedal pushers and was soaking into them.

"I better go clean up," she said climbing out of bed. "I'll be right back."

I remained laying on the bed still dazed and weak from the huge orgasm that had exploded from my cock. My pants were down around my knees. My spent member was draped over my thigh. Cindy returned from the bathroom wearing only a pair of white cotton panties. I watched her naked tits jiggle on her chest as she walked towards me. She sat down on the edge of the bed without any apparent shyness about her nearly naked state.

"My pants were a mess," Cindy told me as she rolled onto the bed and snuggled up next to me, "So I took them off. I hope you don't mind."

I didn't. My arm found its way around her shoulder and pulled her closer. Cindy buried her head in my neck. She gently kissed and nibbled the thin skin. Her hand slid rubbed my chest. She even tweaked my nipples. Cindy's lips moved up to my ear. We kissed. I squeezed one of her naked tits and pinched her nipple. Cindy's hand slid down my body. Her fingers wrapped around my cock and slowly stroked.

"It's hard," she whispered. "Are you going to shoot again?"

I was quite sure if she kept doing what she was doing I would be spewing another load of cum in no time. We continued to kiss. Cindy let go of my cock and swung her knee over my body. She climbed on top and straddled me. I put my arms around her and pulled her tightly against me. I could feel her naked breasts and the hard tips of her nipples against my bare chest.

We continued to kiss. Cindy rubbed her panty-covered pussy against my swollen knob. My hands slid down her back and over the cheeks of her firm ass. I helped guide her motions as she squirmed and rotated against me. Cindy climbed further up my knob and continued to rub against me. She lifted her head.

"Oh... oh... oh... aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh..."

Her fingers dug into my shoulders. Her body stiffened. She pushed down hard against my cock. Something warm trickled over my shaft. She shifted against me. My knob found her opening through her panties and slipped inside. Cindy shrieked. Her body shook and jerked in a series of violent spasms. She finally collapsed against me still shaking from the ordeal.

"Wow... I get those so easily with you."

My cock was still pressed against her hot pussy. We resumed kissing. Cindy rubbed her now soaked panties against my knob. I thrust upward each time she pushed down against me. The tip of my cock seemed to go deeper into her body even though it was still pressed against her panties. Cindy threw her head back and screamed. Her body shook with another powerful orgasm.

I thrust up hard and felt my knob push even deeper. I pulled back and pushed up into her again and again. Cindy's screams were out of control. Her fingernails dug into my shoulders so hard I thought she might draw blood. A trickle of her juices ran down the length of my cock. Seconds later my cock swelled. I grunted. Cum blasted against her wet panties. I kept shooting and shooting until I was drained.

Cindy collapsed against me. We held each other breathing hard. I felt her body shudder several times. My spent cock remained lodged in her opening through her drenched panties. After catching her breath Cindy finally rolled off me and snuggled close pulling my arm around her. We sat there in silence holding each other. Cindy finally spoke.

"You shot your stuff, didn't you? I can tell. My panties are a mess."

She rolled onto her back, hooked her thumbs under the elastic waistband of her panties and slipped them down her legs. For the first time I saw her pussy. From the angle that I was looking it was mostly a strip of curly hair covering her mound. Cindy sat up on the side of the bed holding her panties between two fingers.

"I better wash these before mom sees them. She would kill me."

They were so wet that a strand of cum dripped from the crotch. Cindy giggled and threw them onto the floor. She snuggled her now completely naked body against mine. My semi-hard cock was still exposed. Cindy rested her head on my chest and looked down at it. She reached out and wrapped her fingers around it.

"I can feel it growing," Cindy said as she rubbed her thumb across my knob and over my slit. "Betsy said that it usually takes a long time before boys can shoot again but you already shot twice and you're still hard. Does it mean that you're ready to shoot again?"

I had no idea, but I was pretty sure that with the right stimulation Cindy could make it happen. She wrapped her fingers more tightly around me and began to slide her fist up and down.

"I just love touching it."

Her hand went faster and faster. She kept it up for several minutes. I could feel my balls regenerating more cum but I wasn't quite ready to shoot. Cindy finally pulled her hand away.

"I guess it's not ready yet, huh?" Cindy proclaimed shaking her tired hand. "I'll do it some more if you want but first I have to go pee. I'll be right back."

Cindy climbed off the bed and stood. I gazed at the firm cheeks of her bare ass separated by a dark cleft down the middle. When she bent over to pick up her panties her puffy pussy lightly covered with curly hair peeked out at me from between her thighs. A thin gash separated the swollen lips into two halves. I felt my cock twitch as I gazed at this majestic image. I could barely breathe.

Cindy disappeared into the bathroom. I sat up on the edge of the bed with my jeans bunched around my ankles and my hard cock poking up from between my legs. I thought about pulling them up to cover my nakedness, but she had already seen my cock so there really was nothing to hide. Besides, Cindy was naked so why shouldn't I be? I kicked my jeans from my feet and waited for her return.

Cindy came out of the bathroom. I watched her tits jiggle as she walked over to the bed. She stopped and stood in front of me completely naked staring down at my hard cock. I gazed at her hairy mound and tried to imagine a stream of hot golden pee shooting out from the gash down the middle. Cindy looked down to where my eyes were focused.

"Boys are so much more interesting than girls," Cindy said. "With girls everything is hidden on the inside."

I didn't agree but I wasn't about to argue. Cindy reached down and spread her pussy lips open as if to prove her point. The pink folds which had been hidden inside the gash pushed their way forward and parted slightly. At the top of her slit was a tiny protrusion which poked out like a button from a fleshy boat surrounding it. Cindy put her fingertip on it.

"This is my clitoris."

I couldn't believe that Cindy Vanderhoff, the hottest girl in school, was presenting her pussy to me like we were at show-and-tell. My cock twitched. I was half tempted to wrap my hand around my throbbing shaft and jerk-off right there in front of her. It wouldn't take much to make me shoot with her pussy staring at me like that. Cindy began to move her finger across her hard protrusion.

"This is where I rub when I'm by myself," she told me biting her lower lip.

I could see the wild look in her eyes. Her finger continued to move across her clit. I did the only polite thing - I wrapped my hand around my shaft and joined her in a mutual masturbation demonstration. My eyes remained glued to her pussy. I watched Cindy flutter her finger across her clit. My hand pumped my cock in rapid strokes. Cindy bent her knees and spread her thighs. Her finger went faster and faster.

Cindy's gasps and moans got louder. Her finger was now flying across her clit. Her thighs were opening and closing in jerky movements. Suddenly her entire body stiffened. She squealed. A small spray of clear fluid shot out of her pussy. More went streaming down her legs. Her knees almost buckled. Her finger slid between her folds. I watched it disappear all the way into her opening.

I could no longer hold back. I stood with my knees bent and hammered my cock. A powerful jet of hot cum exploded from the tip and splashed against her pussy. More splattered onto her hand and thighs. Cindy continued to ram her finger in and out of her body. Juices sprayed out of her pussy and streamed down her legs. Cindy threw her arms around my neck and kissed me hard. We both fell back onto the bed.

That was when we heard the front door open. I grabbed my clothes. Cindy shoved me in the closet and ran into the bathroom. She locked the door and turned on the shower. Through the louvers I was able to see her older sister Dana walk into the room. She picked up Cindy's panties from the floor and sniffed them. Then she went to the bathroom and pounded on the door.

"Cindy, do you have a boy in there with you?"

"What are you doing here?" Cindy asked defiantly as she opened the door.

"I forgot something, but that doesn't matter," Dana said looking into the bathroom to see if anyone was there. "I know you've been with a boy. I'm pretty sure that's semen I smell on your panties. Mom would kill you if she found out, and I'm not too happy about it either.

"I know the rules about boys," Cindy replied defiantly opening the door and walking out with a towel wrapped around her. "You should follow them sometimes. I'm sure mom would like to know all about the boys you entertain."

"I don't know what you are talking about," Dana said sternly. "I just know that one was here. Your whole room smells like sex. You're too young for that. You're only in high school."

"Oh yeah," Cindy shouted back, "Well everybody knows what you were doing in high school. Now get out of my room."

"Look, I just don't want you to get in trouble Cindy. I'll be watching you."

"And I'll be watching you," Cindy shouted as Dana closed the door.

Cindy waited several minutes before she pulled me out of the closet. She still had a towel wrapped around her body. I was naked with my clothes stuffed under my arm. We heard the front door close and a car start in the driveway. It drove away. Cindy looked at me with an expression on her face of anger and defiance.

"My sister is a real bitch," she told me. "I know I shouldn't say that but it's true. She went to secretary school and now works at the big auto parts plant up the street. She thinks she knows everything."

Cindy sat down on the edge of the bed fuming. I stood there like an idiot trying to figure out what to do. Should I console her? Should I just let her rant? I finally sat down next to her on the bed and threw my clothes to the side. Cindy continued her diatribe against her sister.

"She's not just a bitch. She's a slut. She has a different boyfriend almost every week. I know she brings them here sometimes when no one is home. It's no wonder she knows what sex smells like. She reeks of it."

The rage she was feeling towards her sister continued to build. She stood and paced the room with the towel still wrapped around her. She stopped right in front of me with her hands on her hips.

"And who is she to tell me what to do?" Cindy asked as she continued with the verbal evisceration of her sister. "From what I heard she was a slut in high school too. I know that Billy Jordan's older brother fucked her and they weren't even going steady. I'm sure he wasn't the only one."

I was shocked at her use of the word "fuck". It wasn't something girls were supposed to say but it was somehow exciting to hear her use it. Cindy had a few more choice words for her sister. She finally stopped talking and gave me a quizzical look like she just realized I was sitting there. With a smile she opened the towel and let it fall to the floor.

"I wonder what my slut sister Dana would do if she saw me standing naked in front of a boy? You know what? I don't care. I'll do whatever I want."

Cindy Vanderhoff, the hottest girl in school, walked around the room completely naked as she continued her rant. I couldn't take my eyes off her perfect body. Her tits swayed back and forth on her chest. Her ass cheeks jiggled. I could still see the open lips of her pussy peeking out from between the hairy curls covering it. My cock pulsed to life.

"I wish she would walk in right now and see me standing in front of you like this," Cindy continued still fuming about her sister. "Even better, I wish she had walked in while I was making you shoot. I would have told her how much I liked doing it and how many climaxes you made me have."

Cindy turned around and bent over to pick up the towel. Once again I was staring at nirvana only this time I could see her clit peeking out from the gash of her pussy along with her folds. I also noticed the tight knot of her asshole for the first time. Cindy threw the towel in the bathroom and returned to stand in front of me.

"Get up here and kiss me," she ordered.

I stood. Cindy threw an arm around my neck and mashed her open lips against mine. Her other hand reached down and found my cock. She wrapped her fingers around it and stroked. Cindy looked into my eyes with her face only inches from mine. She guided my knob to her clit.

"That bitch is not going to control my sex life," Cindy whispered defiantly. "I'll do what I want with whoever I want."

She kissed me again. Her tongue swirled inside my mouth. She rubbed my knob back and forth across her juicy slit and over her hard clit. It found her opening. She squirmed against it. I felt the head of my cock slid part way inside but the angle was awkward and my knob popped out of her pussy.

"Lie down on the bed," she ordered pushing on my chest.

My knees buckled. I sat down on the bed. Cindy climbed on top of me and pushed me onto my back. She straddled me with her knees and reached between our bodies. Her fingers curled around my hard cock and guided it back to her pussy. She rubbed it up and down her slit until it was once again lodged in her opening. She looked down at me with wild eyes.

"Fuck me," she said in an almost angry voice. "I want you to fuck me. That will show that bitch that she can't tell her sister what to do."

This was not the same sweet girl that invited me over to study. Dana had set off a trigger inside Cindy that had turned her into a possessed woman. Those words never would have been uttered by the real Cindy Vanderhoff. I didn't know what to do. I had never "fucked" a girl. Was she a virgin? Wasn't it supposed to hurt the first time? What if I got her pregnant?

As these thoughts flashed through my mind Cindy pushed against me. She ground her pussy around my knob and pushed harder. Cindy squealed as the barrier holding me back suddenly gave way. I felt my cock slide inside. She continued to grind against me driving me deeper and deeper into her body until my entire cock had disappeared into her tight passage.

I had never experienced a feeling like this. The walls of her hot pussy gripped me firmly like a rubber glove. Every nerve ending in my cock was shooting jolts of intense pleasure through my brain. Cindy leaned down and kissed me hard on the lips. She held me deep and slowly rotated my cock around inside her. My hands slid down the smooth skin of her back and over the creamy cheeks of her ass.

Were we fucking now? I knew that my cock was in her pussy but I always thought that the act of fucking involved movement. Was there something I was supposed to be doing? We continued to kiss and she continued to grind against me. It was a good thing that I had already shot my load three times. Otherwise there was no way that I would be able to keep my cock from spewing again.

"I can feel you inside me," Cindy whispered lifting her lips from mine. "It's so big and hard. God it feels good."

Cindy slowly rocked up and down my cock moving an inch at a time and still grinding against me. My fingers slid down into the crevice between her cheeks to help guide her movements. At first I let her do all the work, but slowly I moved with her pushing up into her pussy each time she came down on me. More of my length slid in and out of her body. We moved faster and faster.

"Fuck me... fuck me... oooohhhh... yes... fuck me..."

We were fucking. There could be no doubt about it. Hearing her say it made it even more exciting. I slammed up into her pussy again and again. She impaled herself on my cock on each thrust. Her gasps and moans became louder and more desperate. Her hands grasped my arms like she was holding on for life. Her tits swayed back and forth on her chest. She had a wild and desperate look on her face.

"Oh god... oh god... uuuunnngggghhhh... aaaarrrrgggghhh..."

I felt her pussy clench against my cock. She slammed down on me hard and screamed. Her fingers practically ripped into my flesh. A flood of juices seeped out of her opening and dribbled down my balls. Her body thrashed and jerked above me as one spasm after the next consumed her. I could feel her grinding her clit against my pubic bone with my cock buried deep in her pussy.

"Oh god... ooohhhhh... aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh..."

Another series of spasms sent her spinning into orbit. Her pussy tightened around my cock. More juices gushed out from her body and dripped from my balls. Cindy fell forward on top of me and sunk her teeth into my neck. My fingertip brushed across her asshole. Cindy gasped. Another orgasm gushed from her pussy. She collapsed on top me. Her pussy twitched against my cock. She looked at me with a sense of amazement.

"I didn't know it could be like that," she gasped. "Betsy tried to tell me but... but there is no way to describe it."

Cindy rolled onto her back and pulled me with her. My cock remained buried deep inside her pussy. We kissed. She wrapped her legs around me. I moved in and out of her body. She moved with me. We went faster and faster as we found our rhythm. Soon I was pounding my cock deep into her quivering chamber on each thrust.

"Yes... fuck me... harder.... shove it in me... god I love being fucked."

Now I was the one possessed. I slammed into her like a madman. Her fingers raked across my back. Her heels dug into my ass cheeks. Juices poured out of her pussy. My balls slapped wetly against her tight asshole. Cindy threw her head back and screamed. I continued to pound into her. I could feel her fingernails pulling at my flesh. Her orgasm went on and on and on.

Without letting my cock fall out of her pussy Cindy rolled me onto my back and rode me like a possessed demon. She recklessly slammed down on my cock again and again. Juices flew out from her pussy drenching my pubes and dripping down my balls. Her tits bounced back and forth in front of my face. I grabbed a nipple between my teeth and bit down on it. Cindy screamed. Her pussy gripped my cock in another series of spasms.

My balls were churning. I was about to cum. From somewhere in the back of my brain a warning light flashed. I couldn't shoot inside of her pussy. At the last second I pulled out. My cock exploded. Jets of hot cum spewed from the tip. They flew into the air and landed on the creamy cheeks of her ass oozing down into the crevice between them. Cindy buried her face in my neck. I could still feel her trembling. She finally rolled off me. We lay there in silence breathing hard.

"Hold me," Cindy said snuggling closer.

We held each other for what seemed like an eternity without saying a word. Cindy finally climbed out of bed and ran into the bathroom. I looked down at my shriveled cock. A pinkish tint was streaked across it. I had heard that girls bleed their first time and realized that I had just taken her cherry. At least one of the locker room myths about what other boys did with Cindy had been dispelled. She had been a virgin after all.

Feeling a little self-conscious I sat up and pulled on my jeans and briefs. Cindy returned from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her. She averted my eyes and sat down next to me on the bed. She took my hand and squeezed it. I didn't dare break the silence. Cindy finally turned to me with tears in her eyes.

"That wasn't supposed to happen. I was going to save myself for marriage. I'll never be a virgin again - never ever."

I put my arm around her. She buried her head in my shoulder and threw her arm around my neck. She continued to sob. I felt like a real jerk. I was the one that had taken her virginity. She was going to hate me. Her sobs gradually stopped. We continued to hold each other. Cindy finally pulled away wiping the tears from her eyes.

"It's all Dana's fault. I was so mad at her. I wanted to prove that she couldn't tell me what to do. And then... I don't know... then I wanted to do it. It was like some demon had possessed me. I wanted you inside me."

I didn't respond. I didn't know how to respond. Cindy turned her head and looked into my eyes. They were soft and gentle and kind. She leaned forward. We kissed. It was a different kind of kiss than before. Not desperate with tongues flying in and out of each other's mouth. It was a gentle and caring kiss. She pulled away. Her face was inches from mine.

"I'm glad I did it... and I'm glad it was with you. And thank you for not shooting inside me. I was so out of control that I wouldn't have been able to stop you."

She kissed me again. The towel fell away from her body exposing her gorgeous breasts. I slid a hand up and gently squeezed. Cindy moaned. She finally pulled away and smiled at me.

"Betsy said that most girls don't like it the first time because it hurts. There was a little blood but it didn't hurt at all. In fact I didn't think my climaxes were ever going to stop."

Now she was sounding like the Cindy I knew. We kissed some more and fell back on the bed. My mouth went to her nipple. She finally pushed me away and told me that her parents would be home soon. We dressed. She kissed me again at the front door... a hard and deep kiss that lingered for several minutes.