Lost in a storm, they could only keep warm one way. The football team manages to knock up every one of the cheerleaders, including the sponsor. 

Codes: MF mf Mf slow 1st teen cons non-con het orgy preg
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   Night Of The Pregnant Cheerleaders

   By Beating Off Bob (beatingoffbob@yahoo.com)

   "We're lost as hell Mr.  Randolf" said the driver, Charley.  "And we're
stuck as well.  I think maybe the axel is broken, but I can't tell without
getting under it, and I can't do that with it in the ditch."

   Bob Randolph and Cindy Lewis knew they had a problem, and they had no
idea of how to solve it.  They were Teachers at the Mount Dawson Academy of
Learning, a private school in the Ozark Mountains.  At the moment, they
were also the sponsors on the team bus, which was full of kids on the
football and cheerleading squads.  They had traveled all the way to Phoenix
Arizona to play in a special tournament.  The trip out had required that
they spend two nights on the road, and the trip back was the same way.

   The first problem to arise was flooding that washed out a bridge on the
interstate and they had to take a detour.  They knew they were somewhere in
West Texas, but they didn't know where.  They'd taken a wrong turn and then
couldn't turn around because the road was too narrow.  In the end they had
to stop because the road stopped.  It led into the yard of an old house, if
you could call it that.  They tried turning around, but in the mud and muck
they had gotten stuck.  Then, with the entire football team pushing on the
back and sides of the bus, they had gotten it moving only to slide into a
ditch, almost falling over.  There was immediately a high pitched
whirring-metal grinding-make your ears hurt sound until Charley let off the
gas.  Charley couldn't even get out of the main doors because that side of
the bus was leaning against a bank of mud.  He and the cheerleaders, who
had stayed on the bus while the team pushed (chanting "Go Offense" cheers),
had to use the emergency door in the back of the bus to escape.

   Now, with everyone standing around drenched in the rain, Charley had
delivered the news that they weren't going anywhere soon.  Cindy closed her
cell phone.  "No service" she said dismally.  Several of the kids tried
their phones too, but none could get through to a dial tone.

   Bob looked at the "house".  It was probably a hunting cabin, rather than
a real residence.  It was small and looked like it might fall down any
minute.  He went up on the porch and pushed on the door.  It was locked,
but there was no glass in it, so he reached inside and found the latch.  He
opened the door and went in to find that there was only one room.  Most of
the tin roof was there, but lots of it was rusted through and you had to
pick and choose your spots to stand if you didn't want to be dripped on. 
The rain didn't look like it was going to let up any time soon.  The
windows in the house were still there, as was an old wood stove that was so
rusty he couldn't get the door open.  The stove pipe was rusted through
anyway.  He put two of the boys to work on trying to get the stove open
while he inventoried the place.

   Nothing.  No food or water.  He could see an old outhouse out back. 
There was plenty of broken furniture and wood lying around.  At least they
wouldn't freeze to death.

   But it would be two days before they were missed.  On the way in there
had been very few crossroads, and none for the last three or four miles. 
He could send some of the boys out tomorrow to see if they could find a
farmhouse, or some traffic, but not tonight.  Not in this driving rain.

   "Have the kids get their bags in here, over in that corner, where it's
dry" he said to Cindy.  "We need to get a fire going and get them in dry
clothes as soon as we can." She nodded, teeth chattering.

   He smiled at her, as if to say they'd be OK.  She was a trooper, that
was for sure.  A small woman, she was in her late twenties, with brown
hair. He knew her, of course, working in the same school, but he'd never
actually taken much notice of her.  He was glad she wasn't in panic mode.
He needed her to keep her head.  He put Charley in charge of four of the
boys and told them to gather as much wood as they could find.  Dry if
possible, but all they could find.

   Mandy Rezler appeared in front of him.  "Mr.  Randolph?  We can't get
the doors open" she said.  He looked out a window and saw Cindy and two
boys trying to dig mud away from the doors that opened on the right side of
the bus under where the seats were.  Those doors were pressed firmly into
the muddy bank and he could see immediately that they'd never get them open
until the bus was out of the ditch.  Even worse the tailpipe of the bus was
under the mud, so they couldn't even run the bus for heat.

   "SHIT!" he growled.

   Mandy, perky as usual, said "Naughty naughty Mr.  Randolph." But she
didn't have her normal giggling demeanor.  Her teeth were chattering too.

   Charley and the boys came in with armloads of wood.  The two boys
working on the stove finally got the door open.  Bob examined everything.
It would be smoky, but they had to have the heat.  One of the boys had a
pocket knife and he whittled some shavings into a pile in the bottom of the
stove.  Then he broke up enough wood that he had some different sized
pieces and he layered them in.  One of the boys had a lighter - never mind
they weren't supposed to smoke - and he got the little blaze going.  Chip
Johnson had been in Boy Scouts and took over from there, getting a nice hot
fire going.  The smoke wasn't so bad, since most of it went out the holes
in the roof.  The kids crowded around the stove until Chip shooed them back
a little.  "You won't feel how hot it really is at first" he said.  "You
can catch your clothes on fire and not even know it."

   "Yeah right" said another boy.  "We're all soaking wet.  We couldn't
catch on fire if we were IN the fire." But they all backed up a little.

   Bob went out to where Cindy and the two boys were digging.  They were
all covered with mud.  "Give it up" he yelled through the wind gusts.  "We
have heat inside now.  Go get warm." They struggled up out of the ditch. 
Bob knew they'd stay cold if they stayed muddy.  "Wait" he said.  "Come
with me".  He went to the corner of the house where a small river of water
was pouring off the roof.  He had each boy stand under it and rubbed the
mud off of their heads, arms and torso.  Once they were relatively clean he
sent them in.

   "I'm freezing" said Cindy as she went under the stream.  Bob helped her
wash off, working her hair until it was clean and then sliding his hands
all over her shirt and jeans.  She just stood shivering as he ran his hands
places he would normally get slapped for.  "Come on" he said and took her
hand, dragging her inside.  There was a solid semi circle of teenagers
circling the wood stove from wall to wall.  They weren't talking much, just
holding their hands out to the warmth.  Charley came in with another load
of wood.  "We can keep 'er going all night if we have to" he said.  He was
a solid guy too.  He was technically on the maintenance crew at the school,
but moonlighted as the bus driver.  He was probably in his early thirties.
Bob didn't know anything else about him.

   Janie Freiburg spoke up.  "Mr.  Randolph?  What are we going to do?  I'm
so cold." Several of the other kids added their complaint to hers.

   He held up a hand.  "Look, we have a problem here, but we're going to be
OK.  It's going to be rough until somebody finds us, or we get help, but
we'll figure something out.  We can't get to the dry clothes right now, and
the immediate problem is that the wet clothes you are wearing are sucking
your body heat out and we have to solve that problem first.  We have some
heat, but not enough for everybody to dry out at the same time.  So just be
patient and we'll figure something out.

   He pushed Cindy through the kids until she could get some heat.  He
thought.  They needed some kind of covering to wrap up in.  He remembered
seeing the girls wearing ponchos.  Buffy Howell was the head cheerleader.
"Buffy" he said.  How many of those ponchos you guys were wearing are
there?"

   She brightened immediately.  "We have lots!  There's one for each girl
and some for the players too!"

   He asked her where they were and was pleased to hear they were inside
the bus, instead of in the storage area that was now blocked.  He told the
kids to stay by the fire.  He crawled in the back of the bus and found the
ponchos in a box under the seats.  Thank goodness for that.  He took the
box inside.  When he examined the ponchos he found they had snaps on them,
and could be fastened together.  Better and better.

   Soon he had a sheet big enough to cover the floor.  He folded it up so
it wouldn't get wet and went to work on another one.  He only had enough
left to make a strip, but he had an idea.

   The kids were all watching him.

   "OK" he said, facing them.  "We have what we need to survive the night,
but it won't be pretty.  I wouldn't suggest this, except that I believe it
is the only thing we can do to keep warm and make it through to tomorrow.
Hopefully it will stop raining in the night." Johnny Baldwin, the
quarterback, said "OK, so what are we gonna do?"

   Bob told them.  "We have enough ponchos to put down on the floor and lay
down on something that isn't wet.  We have a big enough poncho-sheet to
cover everybody once we are all lying down.  We'll all have to huddle
together, sharing our body heat, and keep the fire going all night."

   "Sounds simple enough" said Mandy.

   "There's only one real problem" said Bob.

   "What's that?" came several calls.  They were cold and wanted to get on
with the plan.

   Bob was surprised when Cindy spoke up.  "The problem is that it won't
work if you are wearing wet clothes." They all looked at her.

   "But how are we going to get them dry?" asked Phil Smith, a wide
receiver.

   Bob spoke "We can't, not until morning, and only then if it stops
raining.

   "So what are we going to do?  moaned Mandy."

   Cindy saved him from having to say it.  "We're all going to have to
huddle ...  naked."

   There was dead silence.

   Suddenly Randy Jeffries said "ALL RIGHT!!!!  I GET THE SPOT NEXT TO
MANDY!!!!" There were titters.

   Mandy said "You wish!" and everyone laughed out loud.

   "It doesn't matter who you're next to" said Cindy.  We're all going to
be in one long line, like sardines."

   Mandy said "Why don't all the boys huddle together and all the girls
huddle together?"

   Randy, still stung by her rebuff of him said "I'm not cuddling up naked
to a guy.  It would be all over school.  I'll freeze first." Several of the
guys agreed with him loudly.

   Buffy added "And I don't want it said that we turned into a bunch of
lesbians either.  I say we go boy girl boy girl boy girl." There was a
chorus of agreement.

   Bob laid out the strip and immediately covered it with the big sheet to
keep it dry.  "GO!" he yelled.

   It started slowly, with Bob and Cindy leading the way.  When Cindy was
down to bra and panties the girls finally started pulling their wet
clothing off.  Some of them hung up things on nails in the wall, or on the
end of splintered boards, anywhere near the stove where it might dry.  The
boys began disrobing immediately, thought their eyes were on the girls.

   Within a minute clothing flew everywhere as kids tried to be the first
to get under the cover.

   Cindy took a breath and released the snap on her bra.  The tension of
her pale white orbs flung the bra forward and there were gasps from some of
the boys.

   Her breasts were beautiful!  They were much bigger than you would have
thought and they were tipped with painfully erect dark pink nipples.  She
knew she was the center of attention, since none of the girls had gotten
that far yet.

   "Be nice!" she commanded, standing proudly and not covering her breasts
at all.  "They're just breasts, and every girl has them.  Don't make the
girls nervous by staring at them fellas."

   A couple of the guys looked away.  Bob noticed erections already tenting
out underwear.  He figured he'd better say something or the girls would
freak.

   "And girls!"

   They all turned to look at him.

   "Every guy has a penis, and in situations like this it gets erect.  It's
just a physical response to danger, adrenaline and pretty girls who happen
to be naked.  Please don't take any offense.  We really can't control
them."

   As one, every girl in the room dropped her eyes to his underwear.  He
had responded to Cindy's beauty just like the boys and was more than half
hard.

   Within a minute there were bare breasts and bouncing stiff cocks all
over the place as the kids finally got naked.  There was a lot of peeking
going on, which was normal, given the circumstances.  Most of the boys had
smooth adolescent cocks that were just made for slipping through cherries.
They were, for the most part, six or so inches long and about as big around
as two or three of the girl's fingers.  Those teen penises were also
basically pink or flesh colored, and, to a man, they were hard.

   There were a lot of looks snuck at Bob too.  But that's because his
obviously adult penis looked completely different.  His was gnarled and
bent, with a big purple looking head on it.  It looked like a club more
than anything else.  It was dark, as was the nest of hair it sprouted from.
It looked like it had been broken or something, or maybe in too many fights
that it had lost.  Several girls shuddered upon seeing it, and not from the
cold.

   Because the girls were all gawking at male genitalia, the boys got naked
first, and crowded under the big tarp, leaving room between them.  It was
then up to the girls to decide which boys to sandwich between.  Bob thought
there could be trouble about that, but it actually went pretty well, with
only two girls arguing about who they were going to cuddle with.

   Bob turned to Cindy "You want to be between me and Charley or do you
want to snuggle up to a student?" He felt a shot of adrenaline rush through
him as she looked down at his now exposed cock and said "I think I'll take
my chances with you and Charley."

   Charley, for his part, was out of his element completely.  Unknown to
any of them, he wasn't' much removed from being a high school student
himself.  Not really.  He lived with his mother and had for the whole six
years he'd been out of school.  He'd tried some better paying jobs, but
didn't like the politics involved.  He was quite happy working maintenance
in the school.

   But he had fantasies about some of the girls he saw all the time, and a
few of them were naked in the room with him, and he was painfully erect by
the time he got naked.  He had been slower than most too, and was one of
the last to be ready to go under the tarp.  As such, practically everyone
in the room got a good look at his young cock which was obviously ready for
action.  He stood helplessly, trying to decide where to go.

   Cindy took mercy on him.  "Charley" she said.  "Adults are over here at
this end." Charley started in their direction when Mandy suddenly got up
and said "I've changed my mind." and stood, waiting for Charley to get
under the cover, after which she pointedly got into the position next to
him.

   That didn't do him any good at all because Mandy was one of the girls he
thought about as he beat that magnificent penis he was currently sporting.

   The fire was roaring in the stove now, and there was actually a little
heat in the building.  It was noisy too.  The primary sound were voices, as
adolescent males and females did something they wouldn't have believed
possible - they intentionally rubbed their naked bodies together - with
people they were NOT going steady with or even dating!  So there were a
chorus of "Ooooooo" and "Sorry" and "Don't touch me THERE!" type comments.
The rest of the noise was from a combination of the steady rain on the tin
roof, and the crackling of the cold ponchos as they were tugged and moved
in an effort to get under a part that didn't have a seam in it.

   In the end it was probably those seams that resulted in the pairing off
of couples.  It turned out that four people could huddle under one poncho
and stay pretty dry.  Then there was a seam where two ponchos were snapped
together.  Those leaked rainwater.  Then there were another four people. 
It went like that under all twelve ponchos.  It was crowded for four under
a poncho ...  but then, that was the point.  It was even more crowded under
the adult poncho, because the adults were bigger.

   It was Mandy's idea that the females should lie on top of the males. 
"To make more room" she said in an attempt to sound like it was only for
that reason.

   Bob said "Uh on" and started to veto the idea but Cindy poked him.

   "Wait" she whispered.

   Charley spoke next.  "We can't do that!" he croaked.  "You'd be lying
right on top of my P..."

   He was interrupted by Mandy who said "Body!  Yes, Charley, that's the
whole point Charley.  It will be warmer and we can get clear away from
where the water is leaking in.  It will be fine Charley.  Remember, Mr. 
Randolph said it's normal."

   Which was proof that she knew exactly what Charley's objection was based
on.

   Of course the boys thought it was a great idea.  About half of the girls
didn't like that idea at all.  But when the half that did crawled on top of
their chosen boy, and there were oohs and aahs of warmth (OK, there were
other reasons for the Oohs and Aahs) the rest reluctantly decided to do it
too.  Bob was astonished to find Cindy crawling up on top of him and opened
his mouth to object and she whispered "Hush."

   Thus it was that 24 females of childbearing age, found themselves lying
on top of 24 rampant erections, attached to ball sacks just overflowing
with sperm that, at the moment, was aching to make some women bear
children.

   Bob found himself immediately warmer and instinctively put his hands on
Miss Lewis' back so she wouldn't roll off of him.  He let those hands
stroke all over her back, at which point she sighed and, if possible,
huddled even closer to him.  "Ohhhh that feels good" she murmured in his
chest.  She was about seven or eight inches shorter than he was, and in
order for his erection to be on her stomach, her chin had to be right
between his nipples.  So when she said something to his chest he said
"What?"

   Cindy Lewis had very intentionally lain down on Mr.  Randolph in such a
way that his erection WOULD be on her stomach, instead of pressing against
her admittedly damp pussy.  If she scooted up to where she could speak
quietly with him, that lump that was pressing hotly into her belly would
press hotly in between her legs.  She thought about the fact that she
hadn't been on a date in three years because she was too busy with her job.
She thought about the fact that, in this room tonight, there would
undoubtedly be sex going on.

   She scooted up so her face was in the crook of his neck.  There were
only three ways for people in this situation to lie.  The girl could
straddle the boy, The boy could spread his legs and let the girl lie
between them.  They could lie with legs together, but that was
uncomfortable because the girl's body kept trying to roll off.  Cindy Lewis
decided to straddle, and when she did, Mr.  Randolph's cock tip pressed
into the folds of her pussy mouth.  "What in the world are you DOING!?" he
whispered urgently.  He knew exactly what that warm slippery surface was
that his prick was pressing into.

   Cindy whispered in his ear.  "Look, these kids are in a bad way, right?"
He nodded.  She went on "And right now, I bet not one of them is thinking
about how cold and wet and miserable he or she is right now ...  or would
be if we weren't all lying the way we are." While she talked she
unconsciously wiggled her pussy down against the blunt tip of his penis. 
It felt good.

   "OK" he said, breathing a little more rapidly now.  "But I don't think
we need them fucking each other.  I mean, just think of what the parents
are going to say when they find out we did even this!" Cindy breathed into
his ear and he shivered.  Her pussy was pressing harder on him and she
could feel her nether lips spreading, stretching, making room.  She said
"Right.  You're right about that.  Yes, that wouldn't be good."

   She pushed off the floor with her arms to raise her breasts off his
chest.

   "KIDS!" she yelled at the room in general.  There were various voices
that answered her.  "KIDS, LISTEN TO ME.  THIS IS VERY AWKWARD, I KNOW."
When she had lifted herself it forced her down on Bob's cock.  The head
popped into her channel and she stifled a groan.  "BUT YOU MUST HAVE
CONTROL HERE.  THIS IS ONLY FOR HEAT ...  TO SAVE OUR LIVES.  YOU DO NOT
HAVE PERMISSION FOR THIS TO TURN INTO SOME KIND OF SEX ORGY!  IS THAT
CLEAR?" Bob heard "Get a life", as well as "Now you tell us." and a couple
of "What did she say?" kind of lines.  But there was a chorus of high
pitched female voices: "YES MISS LEWIS" followed by groans from deeper
voices.

   Cindy sank back down on Bob's chest.  Her stifled groan came out in his
ear as her now hot breasts flattened against his chest.  He was in her, if
only an inch, but that was a whole lot at this point.  Bob thought it had
happened by pure accident and he lowered his hands to her butt cheeks to
pull her up and off of him.

   "Don't you DARE!" she whispered.

   He froze and started to move his hands.

   "But you can leave your hands there." she spoke in his ear.

   Bob, ever the gentleman, figured out what was going on and said "Are you
sure?"

   She put her lips right in his ear and said "No real harm so far, and I'm
a LOT warmer." She licked his ear and he gave his hips a little push that
drove his cock another two inches into her.

   She gasped and he whispered back "Play nice."

   He knew he'd done OK when she licked his ear again.  **** There was a
groan next to them as Charley tried to combat the attentions of Mandy. 
When she had seen his cock she decided right then and there that she was
going to feel that baby in her pussy.  She had only had sex one time, and
that was with a man she babysat for.  He was older and had a short fat
penis that didn't go inside her very much.  She remembered wishing he could
get further in when he took her cherry.  Now she was going to find out what
a big long one felt like.  She too had decided to straddle Charley and she
was rubbing her firm teen breasts all over his chest.  "Mmmmmm Charley,
you're soooo warm" she breathed into his neck.

   "But Mandy, we shouldn't be rubbing together like this" he moaned,
trying to be quiet so he wouldn't embarrass her in front of the others. 
"I'm finally getting warm Charley" she sighed, rubbing her pussy on his
cock.  "And the rubbing part feels sooo good." She wanted to kiss his neck,
but she knew it was too soon.  His cock felt so good rubbing against her
pussy she hunched into it.

   "Mandy!" he hissed "If you don't watch it something bad's going to
happen!" he whispered urgently.

   Mandy raised her head.  What could he do if she just stuffed him into
her?  He couldn't very well scream and run away.  She slid one hand between
them and grasped his erection in her cold hand.  "I don't think it would be
so bad Charley" she said softly.

   He took in a breath to rebuke her, but she leaned forward and kissed
him, at the same time lodging the tip of his wonderful prick in her
opening. She tongued him as his hands flopped.

   He had been trying NOT to touch her naked body with his hands.  By the
time he decided he HAD to it was too late.

   With an expellation of breath into his mouth, Mandy pushed herself down
onto his cock, getting a little more than half of it in with that first
push.  Charley, feeling heat surround his cock on all sides, froze.  He
couldn't think straight.  Her lips on his were so soft and warm and she
tasted so good and that wonderful heat on his penis was so nice.

   It seemed like his hips bucked up all by themselves ...  up off the
poncho they were lying on and he was suddenly fully embedded in tight
cheerleader pussy.

   Their kiss broke as both gasped for air.  Mandy was delighted.  She was
so full of cock that she thought she could almost taste him.  "Ohhhh thank
you Charley" she moaned.  **** Melody Thomas and Carl Dupree had teamed up
because both of them were the 'quiet' ones in the bunch.  Carl was the
kicker for the team and Melody was the secretary/treasurer for the
cheerleading squad.  She suited up and did the routine cheers, but didn't
perform acrobatics or the other high visibility things that some of the
girls specialized in.

   Melody had the smallest breasts too, a fact she was acutely aware of on
a routine basis.  she happened to be standing by Carl when Ms Lewis
announced they'd need to get naked to get warm.  Melody, being only 15,
wasn't allowed to date yet, so besides being a virgin she was uncomfortable
with and inexperienced around boys.  Carl, though 17, didn't date much and
was one of those people who has friends in lots of different social groups,
including the geeks and unpopular kids.  It was for that reason that Melody
had noticed him in the first place.  She'd admired him for that for the
whole year, so when it appeared they'd have to pair up, she chose him to
pair with.  All she'd had to do was turn and whisper "Carl!  You and me,
OK?" Then she'd blushed bright red, which is hard when you're freezing. 
Carl, being the nice guy he was grinned and said "Sure thing Mel." His
assignment of a nickname to her made her feel good too.  When she saw his
penis - hard, like Mr.  Randolph said it would be - she got a flutter in
her stomach.  She had a brother, and her father ran around the house naked
lots, so she'd seen them, but not like this.  She couldn't help but think
about what it was for, and where on her body it was meant to fit in.  Carl
saw her staring at it and said "Sorry." Then, when she'd finally gotten up
the courage to bare her body, he hadn't laughed, he'd just grabbed her hand
and pulled her under the tarp.  He'd hugged her to his chest immediately
and she'd immediately begun to feel heat from his body.  It took her a few
minutes to be able to pay attention to the lump of that hard penis, where
it was touching her abdomen.  His face was in her wet hair, and she felt
another thrill as he whispered "You're really pretty Mel.  I'm glad we got
put together like this." Melody was really out of her element.  She didn't
have the faintest idea what to do.  So she just went with what felt best.
She could feel the warmth from her partner's body and she wiggled her front
all over his front.  "MMmmmmm you're so warm" she sighed.  "Boy Mel, that
feels really ...  good" he whispered to her.  Then, for reasons he couldn't
have given if he tried, he kissed the ear he was whispering into.  Melody
turned her face and kissed a boy for the first time in her life.  It was
electric!  She couldn't believe the feelings it caused in her.  His hands,
which had just been placed on her waist, began to stroke her young
awakening body.  "Carl" she whispered.  "I feel all funny inside." Melody
also realized at that point that if she dropped her knees to the sides of
Carl's hips, she was more comfortable ...  and she could wiggle better. 
Now her virgin 15 year old pussy was open and riding all along his young
stiff prick.  Her untouched pussy lips kissed that prick, and then almost
licked it as they slid along its length.  "Me too" he panted, loving the
feeling of warm pussy rubbing along his penis.  It began to leak, and that
felt good too.  "I've never done anything like this." he said.  Melody
heard the boy who's penis was the first she ever felt, say he was a virgin
too, and her pussy clenched with the thrill of knowing she was his first
and he was hers.  It made is special somehow.  His hands slid onto her
buttocks and felt warm.  "There!" she whispered.  "Rub me there ...  your
hands are so warm!" **** Julie Russel and Tommy Quinn were already
boyfriend/girlfriend when they started this trip.  They'd been dating for
three months, but other than some heavy kissing and petting, they'd
resisted getting heavy into sex.

   Both did so because they'd been taught it was wrong to do that until
marriage.

   Both were extremely sexually frustrated, but didn't actually know it. 
Both masturbated almost every night, dreaming of the other.  Now they were
naked and lying on their sides, facing each other, together in a dark room.
There were 23 other couples doing exactly the same thing they were doing -
rubbing their naked bodies all over each other.

   Julie was wet - everywhere!

   Tommy was leaking precum and wanted to beat off bad!

   They kissed hotly and Tommy whispered "Do you think it would be OK to
rub each other?" Julie nodded and kissed him again as her hand shot between
them to his cock.  Soon his hand was busy in her crotch and hers was busy
in his.  Their hands bumped each others a lot.

   Julie wiggled as her boyfriend's thick finger stuck up in her burning
pussy.

   It felt so good.

   It was so big and hard.

   So was what she had in her hand.

   She groaned "Take you hand away".

   Tommy didn't want to do that.  He was having fun playing with her pussy.
But he didn't want her to get mad at him, so he removed his hand.

   She jerked his cock frantically and mashed the smooth tip into her
clitty.  He hissed as he felt the furnace of her pussy mouth kiss the tip
of his cock.

   Together they rolled, pulling him on top of her and, in one violent
shove, he buried his teen cock in her underage pussy.

   Julie, in heat, felt a stab of pain and whined "Ooooo Owwwwww" but it
was over almost immediately and she felt an unaccountable ecstasy as her
lover bottomed out in her famished pussy.  **** Randy had been left in a
very small circle alone when the pairing off started.  It was probably
because of his lewd comment about being next to Mandy.  But as he stood
there alone, he started stripping down, unashamed and apparently unaffected
by the fact that no girls wanted to be next to him.

   Janie had had a crush on him for two years, but he was two years older
than her, and she didn't figure she had a chance, so she never did anything
about it.

   What nobody knew was that Janie and her step-brother Stephen had been
fucking for years.  Whenever their parents were gone long enough, and it
was a safe time of the month for Janie, the two teens went at it like
rabbits.

   So, it was a very experienced Janie who sidled up to Randy and said "If
you promise to behave yourself I'll lie next to you.

   Randy glanced at her and said "You're just a Freshman".

   She decided at that point that Randy Jeffries would leave this house as
her slave.

   Randy had looked around to see what other girls were available, but when
Janie stripped and Randy saw her lush body with its plump shaved pussy, he
decided that, Freshman or not, he wouldn't mind rubbing up against her.

   He was therefore amazed beyond words when, as they got under the tarp,
she climbed on him, fisted his cock, notching it in the mouth of her pussy,
and sat down on it.

   Hard.

   "What?" he grunted as her pussy lips mashed into his abdomen and his
gasp of surprise expelled all his air.

   "Shut up!" she growled at him.  Then she kissed him and started using
her very experienced milk maid's muscles to make him cum.  She'd practiced
enough with Stephen that she could bring him off in less than two minutes
sometimes.  But Stephen was usually trying not to cum.

   Randy was taken completely by surprise.  He'd been in the middle of a
fantasy about somehow getting his cock close enough to her pussy to brush
against it, and then somehow shooting so his spunk would get on those bald
pussy lips.

   Now, suddenly his prick was buried in soft hot pussy that was somehow
sucking his balls through his dick!  Within 30 seconds Randy Jeffries was
pumping his copious teenage sperm in the fifteen year old girl's belly
while she sucked the very breath from him in a wet passionate kiss.

   Randy flopped, almost paralyzed by what was happening to him.  When his
cock finally quit spitting thick stuff and she finally stopped kissing him,
she said "Now I'm a little warmer." into his neck.  Randy realized with
complete shock that some of the kids were still getting situated, and a few
weren't even under the tarp!  When, probably three or four minutes later,
Miss Lewis gave her speech about using self control it was Randy who yelled
"Now you tell us" while his partner, still firmly impaled on his cock
yelled "Yes Miss Lewis."

   Immediately after that she put her lips next to his and said "I'm only a
little warmer.  You aren't done yet mister."

   To his utter amazement he felt his cock lurch in her pussy as it started
to regain it's rampant length.  ***** Johnny and Buffy got paired up
because of social rules.  He was the quarterback, and she was the head
cheerleader.  It was only natural, right?  So when the rest of the girls
shied away from him, and the rest of the boys looked around at other girls,
they were left together.

   The only problem was ...  they didn't like each other.

   Basically, Buffy was a bitch.  She treated everybody badly, and sucked
up to Ms Goodson, the cheerleading sponsor, which was the only reason she
was the head cheerleader.

   Johnny had enough status though, that he could get away with telling her
she was a bitch.

   Buffy didn't care for the fact that Johnny got all the glory, while she
worked her ass off on the sidelines entertaining the crowd.  Johnny didn't
care for the fact that Buffy had messed up a touchdown play by being on the
field and getting in a player's way.  Buffy had been known to say out loud
that quarterbacks were chicken, hiding behind all those bigger boys. 
Johnny liked to mess with her by making a mooing sound when she could hear
it.  Sometimes he did it loud, but sometimes softly, so only she would
hear. He was, of course, referring to her breasts.  They were huge, 38 DDs
at least.  Buffy was proud of them, except when he did that.  Somehow she
felt ...  ugly ...  when he called her a cow.  So when Buffy realized she
was going to be paired with Johnny she said "No way, I'm not getting naked
with that prick." Crystal Newsome laughed through chattering teeth and said
"Which prick, Buffy?  I see a whole bunch of them!" Johnny turned to
Crystal, who was pairing up with Frank Dunbar and said "Hey Crystal, Frank
and I could make a sandwich.  You'd be warmer." Crystal actually thought it
was a good idea, but Frank said "Get your own girl you pervert." Then he
grabbed Crystal's hand and pulled her under the tarp.  Johnny and Buffy
ended up being the last two who were still standing in the open air, Buffy
in her bra and panties, and Johnny still wearing pants.  There were several
voices saying "Wow, that IS warmer" and "Oooo you feel good" as the ponchos
crackled while people moved under them, snuggling up.  Johnny had his own
reason for not taking his pants off.  When his penis wasn't hard, it looked
completely normal.  All the guys had seen it in the locker room, but none
of them had seen it hard.  It curved when it was hard.  It curved UP when
it was hard.  And it didn't curve a little bit ...  it curved so much that
it made almost a half circle!  When he got up in the morning and had a
morning hardon, he couldn't piss standing up.  He had to sit down on the
toilet and bend his cock down as far as possible to keep from getting
himself wet.  And Crystal had looked good naked, with her black hair and
pale skin with puffy pink nipples.

   So he was hard.  And he knew that Buffy would say something about it. 
But if he got under the tarp first, they would all rib him about being shy.

   Buffy was freezing and it was that - and only that - that made her get
naked in front of Johnny.  She didn't even care if he went "Mooooo".  She
unsnapped her bra and her big breasts threw it off her body.  They were
big, but they had all the firmness of a teenager.  She was actually
magnificent.

   Her thrusting mounds had dark brown areolas and nipples that were thick
and long.  She too had shaved her pussy hair so she could wear bikinis at
the beach in the summer.  It was easier and more comfortable to maintain
the shave during the school year.

   As soon as she was naked she barked at Johnny.  "OK, you prick, I'm
freezing here.  Let's go ...  let's go!"

   Johnny was staring at her magnificent tits.  They looked different under
her clothes.  He licked his lips unconsciously.

   She saw it and said "Don't even think about it!  Come on, let's GO!"
Johnny knew he couldn't delay any further.

   He dropped his pants and stood up.

   Buffy was the one staring now.  She'd seen her share of male organs, but
she'd never seen one like this.  She had the irrational view of a girl -
herself, actually - hanging impaled on that thing while Johnny was standing
up.  Then she shook her head, but she was too unsettled to say anything. 
He lifted the tarp and she ducked under.  At first they lay side by side.
Then he said "Look, we'll freeze if we don't ...  touch each other." So
they rolled sideways and he put one arm over her.

   Her breasts felt cold against his chest and she murmured "Your chest is
warm ..  how do you do that?"

   They were on the end of the line, and it was Buffy's back that was
exposed to the air that snuck in under the end of the tarp.  So when it
came down the line that the girls were going to lie on top of the boys so
they could get away from the seams, Buffy thought that was a good idea.  By
now she was beginning to feel a spark of warmth, and she wanted more, no
matter whose body it was that provided it.  "I'm going to get on top of
you" she said.  "Don't you get any ideas.  This is just for heat."

   Johnny, who hadn't mooed at her even once, didn't say anything.  He was
too wrapped in enjoying the feeling of those massive tits against his
chest.

   Buffy climbed up on him, but couldn't stay on top.  She kept rolling off
because she was top heavy.  Finally she realized if she straddled him her
knees would keep her in place.  When she lay down her pubic mound mashed
right into his balls and he winced.  "Ow!, Buffy, you're smashing my
balls." he groaned.  "Scoot up a little".  He put his hands on her bare
butt to pull her up.  "DON'T TOUCH ME THERE!" she yelled and she heard
snickers from Crystal and Frank, right next to them.  "He's touching my
butt!" she snarled to Crystal, who she expected to back her up.

   "Frank's touching a whole lot more than that" sighed Crystal as Frank's
hands slid all over her back and buttocks.  He'd already talked her into
letting him put his stiff penis between her legs so she wouldn't be lying
on it, and she was rubbing her pussy against it intentionally.  Frank had
just asked her if he could kiss her when Buffy got upset about Johnny's
hands on her butt.  She was getting warm all over and liked the feeling.

   She kissed Frank while Buffy watched in horror.

   "What are you guys DOING?" hissed Buffy.  "Stop that Frank!" she said as
she saw his hands go to Crystal's butt and grab the cheeks, massaging them.

   Crystal broke the kiss and turned her head toward Buffy.  "Mind your own
business.  I'm getting warm." She went back to kissing Frank.

   Buffy noticed that Johnny's cock, which had been hard and poking in her
stomach, didn't feel ...  big any more.  She pressed her stomach against
it.

   It had gone soft.

   Somehow, that did not make her feel any better.  **** Bob and Cindy lay
with his prick tip barely in her for the present.  They could feel Mandy
moving around on top of Charley next to them, and Mandy's knees were
bumping Cindy's.  When they heard Charley groan and say "We shouldn't be
doing this Mandy" and Mandy replied "Ohhh I feel so full." it didn't take a
rocket scientist to figure out what they were doing.

   Cindy put her lips in Bob's ear again.  "I think they're playing nice
over there too." she breathed.

   Bob felt her hot breath in his ear and whispered back.  "You're driving
me crazy.  You'd better stop or I'm going to have to punish you."

   She licked his ear again and wiggled her pussy on his cock.  He moved
his hands from her butt cheeks to her hips and pushed her down firmly.  She
went "Ohhhh" as another three inches of his misshapen club slithered into
her pussy.  She'd forgotten how good it felt to have a nice hard prick in
her pussy.  **** Mandy was fucking Charley's socks off, or would have been
had he been wearing socks.  His nice long pecker went all the way to the
back of her pussy and poked her in places she'd never been able to reach,
even with her hairbrush.  She wished he could suck on her nipples, like Mr.
Dawson did.  She liked that, but it was too warm with her pressed against
his chest to lift up.  She slid her pussy up and down his cock, no longer
caring that Mr.  Randolph and Miss Lewis were right next to her.  She heard
Miss Lewis go "Ahhhhh" and it sounded pretty sexy.  Charley had stopped
complaining and his hands were now on her ass, helping her stroke on him.
She felt her orgasm almost on her and whispered to her lover.  "Charley,
I'm about to cum on your pretty penis.  Please don't stop Charley ... 
please."

   Charley, once he'd admitted that he was all but being raped, decided
that if she was that certain about what she was doing, who was he to try to
stop her.  When she whispered that she was about to cum he felt the sap
rise in his balls.  Surely, as forward as she was, she was on the pill. 
When she started gasping and writhing on him, he let go and his cock
flushed her pussy with his virile spunk.  It was the first time he'd ever
had an orgasm while his penis was inside a woman.

   He came a river.  **** Melody was sliding her pussy all along Carl's
cock.  Not only was her pussy stroking him, but her breasts were scraping
all over his chest tool.  He jerked off pretty regularly, and he knew he
was getting close to spewing.  He knew what kind of mess that would make.
He put his mouth in Melody's ear and whispered "Melody ...  something's
happening ...  I'm going to ...  my dick's going to ....  you have to stop
Mel ...  it'll make a real mess!" he finished urgently.

   Melody was on fire.  She heard him and she knew what he was talking
about.  But she didn't want to quit.  She rubbed off too and she knew she
was close to her own orgasm.  "I don't wanna quit" she moaned in his ear.

   "You HAVE to Melody ...  I'm gonna make a mess!" he groaned.  Melody
made her decision.  She slid forward an extra amount, until she felt her
pussy lips slip down over the head of his cock, where it was pressed into
his stomach.  Then she arched her back and pushed down.  Her pussy mouth
caught his prick tip and it slipped into her hole.

   "It won't make a mess now." she moaned.

   "But ..." he gasped.  That was all he got out before his cock went off.
A long thick rope of slippery sperm leapt out of his penis and shot into
Melody's 15 year old virgin pussy.  It coated her everywhere and lubed her
so well that, when she felt it and pushed down again, Carl's penis slid
into her like it was made to.

   Which, of course, it was.

   His next couple of shots went off with his cock all the way in her and
that made her orgasm crash down on her.  "Ohfuck ...  ohfuck ...  ohfuck"
she panted and then she bit his shoulder to keep herself from screaming.

   "OW MELODY ...  OH FUCK" yelled Carl, before he could think.  His cock
spat another thick glob of cum in her and she eased off his shoulder. 
Then, she lay limply on him, warm and happy.  He was pretty happy too. 
**** When Tommy felt his prick glide up into Julie's pussy, all he felt at
first was the heat of her all around him.  He'd been primed to blow anyway,
and now he did.  He gasped "UH ...  UH ...  UH" as his peter blew a healthy
teenage wad into his girlfriend.  She gasped too and said "I feel it Tommy
...  I feel it spurting baby."

   They happened to be lying next to Frank and Crystal, and it was the fact
that they were obviously fucking that caused Frank to ask Crystal if he
could put his cock between her legs.  Crystal knew what was going on next
to them too, and it was because of that that she LET Frank put his cock
where no other cock had ever been before.  Once his prick was rubbing her
pussy, they both wanted more.

   Frank whispered to Crystal "Have you ever done ...  it?"

   Crystal shook her head.  "No.  Have you?"

   He shook his head too.  "It sound's like ...  fun."

   Crystal said "Yeah, but I'm scared to ...  you know ...  do it."

   Frank said "Maybe we could just do it ...  a little."

   "Maybe a little" Crystal sighed.

   They fumbled a little, but soon had the tip of Frank's cock lodged in
the tight mouth of Crystal's pussy.  Nature took it's course and before
long just the head was in her.  That was enough for both of them.  In that
position her clitty was rubbing directly on his hard shaft and her pussy
was sucking on the head of his cock.  As Crystal rotated her pussy on his
cock head, it only took them five minutes before she came and he shot
streams of teenage sperm into her pussy.  Oddly enough, her hymen was still
intact.  She collapsed limply on top of him, his cock still in her.  They
were both warm.  **** Randy's cock got harder and harder as Janie licked,
kissed and nibbled his lips.  "I can't believe this" he whispered.  "I
thought you were just a kid."

   "I AM just a kid" she said.  "But I'm a kid who has a belly full of nice
hot stuff in me now.  One more and I might be able to go to sleep." The
fact she wasn't trying to act grown up made it even more erotic for Randy.
"How in hell did you get a prescription for the pill?" said Randy, as she
began riding him, this time wanting to get her own cookies.

   "Who said anything about the pill?" she said, fucking him now with long
slow strokes.

   "But ..." he gasped.

   "Shut up and fuck me Mr.  Big Shot Quarterback" she growled.

   He did.

   Five minutes later the people on both sides of them were going at it
just as hard, having heard the couple obviously fucking next to them.  Both
girls, having just heard the youngest cheerleader on the squad ask for a
cunt-full of sperm, decided they'd get one too.

   Four minutes later three teenaged pricks bulged and delivered streams of
spunk into sucking nubile teenaged pussies.  **** It was quiet, except for
the rain.  The wind had died down.  There were soft snores, though not
everyone was asleep.  All were warm, though, as long as they didn't move
around a lot.  All those bodies under the ponchos, and the heat from the
stove, made things warm enough that people COULD sleep.  Those still awake
eventually drifted off into fitful sleep.  **** It was dark when Johnny
woke up.  He knew something had made him wake up, but he didn't hear
anything.  He felt the heaviness of Buffy on top of him, but he didn't
really mind.  She was warm.  He brought his hands up to her ass cheeks and
found they were cold as ice where the tarp had touched them.

   She had finally straddled him and, complaining that the feel of his limp
penis on her stomach felt "gross" she got him to tuck it down between his
legs.  He thought about that limpness and realized he had lost face in
front of one of the really popular girls in school.  He wished he could
just jamb his cock into her.  He knew what that cock did to girls who had a
G-spot on the top of their vagina.  He wanted to pump her full of sperm. 
Her tits really were magnificent, and just made for suckling babies.  The
tarp crackled and moved next to them, where Frank and Crystal were.  Then
the tarp moved, sucking cold air in that drafted all around Johnny.  His
eyes had become accustomed to the dark and there was some light from the
rusty stove as the logs in it burned.  He turned his head and was
astonished to see that Frank was climbing on top of Crystal.  Her eyes were
open and her mouth was too.  What was going on?  He felt a foot hit his. 
It was Crystal's, and that meant she had kicked her left leg toward him. 
He couldn't lift his head because Buffy's was lying on top of it.  He could
just see between her hair strands.  Now Crystal drew her knees up, making
the tarp crackle again and it did even more when Frank arranged himself
between her spread thighs.  Crystal fumbled a hand between them ...  down
there.

   Then Frank lunged forward and there were twin sighs from both teens.

   Johnny suddenly realized he had watched as Frank sank his cock into the
cheerleader.

   They were fucking!

   Right next to him!

   They were obviously trying to be quiet, but it wasn't working.  Crystal
was moaning and whining little "Mmmmms" and "Oooooos" and "Oh yessses"
while Frank was just pounding away.  Johnny felt his prick begin to stiffen
as he watched his friends mating next to him.  His curved cock stood at
attention and the tip plowed into Buffy's furry pussy.

   Great.

   He was stuck with the ice queen while his buddy got his rocks off not
six inches away.  He wondered if Crystal was hot enough to let him go too.
Frank stiffened, pushing forward one last time and grunted.  Johnny knew
his cock was spewing strings of white cum into Crystal's pussy.  Crystal
humped her butt up off the floor, obviously loving what was happening, but
making a lot of noise.

   Johnny felt his prick leak some precum right on Buffy's pussy lips. 
Remotely, he thought it would be a real hoot if a single one of his sperm
cells swam into Buffy and found a ripe egg.  She'd get pregnant and be able
to pass a lie detector test that she never had sex.

   The tarp crackled further down the row and somebody stood up.  Whoever
it was was walking toward his end, toward the stove.  Buffy woke up because
of the crackling noise.  She'd been hearing it way off in a dream
somewhere, but convinced herself it really was just a dream.  She raised
her head, looking at Johnny's face.  His eyes were closed.  She looked
around and saw someone walking toward her.  It was Miss Lewis.  She walked
right past Buffy to the stove and bent over, picking up something.  Wood.
She was putting wood on the fire.  Miss Lewis opened the door of the stove
and light flashed out, illuminating the teacher.

   She was naked, of course, and her body didn't look old.  Buffy thought
of all teachers as "old", but Miss Lewis' body looked lush and ...  ripe.
She bent over to get more wood and Buffy saw something streaking her
thighs. It was pale, maybe white, and was running down her thighs on the
inside.

   At first Buffy thought Miss Lewis was peeing on herself, but she
suddenly realized pee wouldn't look like that.  It had to be ...  sperm! 
Somebody had fucked Miss Lewis!  Miss Lewis had laid down with Mr. 
Randolph.

   Buffy felt a thrill shoot through her pussy.  Then she felt something
pushing at her pussy.  It was Johnny's cock!  It had gotten hard while he
slept!

   It had crushed her to think that she was so undesirable that his dick
went limp when she lay down on top of him.  She'd wanted to cry, but she
wouldn't give him the satisfaction.

   But now he was hard again, and it was pressing into her pussy.  She
looked at the stuff leaking from Miss Lewis' pussy and gently tried to
skootch down.

   Johnny waited until Miss Lewis had gone back to her end of the tarp.  He
heard the crackle as she got under it again.  He knew Crystal and Frank
wouldn't do anything.  He knew Buffy was awake and he knew she was pushing
down against his cock.

   And she'd warned him not to try anything!

   He tensed, and when she wiggled again, pushing, he acted.  He rolled
toward the stove, and away from Frank and Crystal.

   Buffy hissed as he rolled on top of the leg that had been straddling him
on that side.  Her back hit the floor and her breath whooshed out.  His
cock had come loose, but he grabbed it and pressed it into her crotch.  He
let his chest sink down on those fabulous tits and kissed her to stop her
from shouting.  Her hands were hitting him on the back when he felt his
cock hit the sweet spot.

   He lifted his hips and drove it into her.

   Buffy froze.

   Johnny, with no technique at all, started sawing his cock in and out of
Buffy's shocked pussy.  The tip scraped all along the upper wall of her
pussy.

   Buffy did, indeed, have a G-spot.  His cock tip massaged it intensely.
Buffy had been horny to begin with.  When her G-spot sent it's frantic
signals to her brain, she slumped under the man she wanted to hate, but
whose cock was driving her wild.  Johnny thought she'd fainted and was
concerned.  But when he stopped moving to see if she was OK, her hands came
up and grabbed his ass, pulling on him.  What started out as a rape, for
all intents and purposes, ended after Buffy had six orgasms in a row and
begged him to stop because she couldn't breathe.  He grinned and sent
several million sperm cells chasing after the one he'd fantasized about
swimming up in her.  As his cock belched spooge in her soft warm depths,
Johnny hoped he was knocking the bitch up.

   Buffy and Johnny made a lot of noise, and woke up a lot of people.  In
the wake of Johnny's orgasm there were a series of other orgasms as teens
under the tarp coupled again, this time intentionally and for the sex, not
just to keep warm.

   After all was said and done, not a single cheerleader pussy was dry. 
All of them were swimming in rich, thick, teenage sperm.  Potent ... 
VIRILE ...  teenage sperm.  Well, except for Mandy.  The sperm she was
soaking in was adult, but it was no less potent.

   Miss Lewis got her pussy filled TWICE!  The second time, as she felt the
hot fluid pouring into her she proposed marriage to Mr.  Randolph.

   The next day was interesting.  We are sure of that.  We don't know much
about what happened that day.  We know that some of the boys went looking
for help, though they claim they couldn't find any.  We know that they all
had to stay under that tarp for another night.  There were a lot of claims
that their clothes wouldn't dry out, or that they didn't have enough room
to hang them all up or something.  There are hints that no one even tried
to get dressed other than the boys who went for help.

   We do know, from the searchers in the helicopter that found them, that a
very naked girl with huge breasts was the only one who ran out and waved at
them when they flew over the shack and spotted the bus in the ditch.

   We also know that every female on that trip gave birth to a baby within
one year after that trip.  And we know that there were twenty marriages
that developed from the people on that trip.  There would have been more,
but three sets of parents, the ones with 15 year old girls, took their
children ...  and grandchildren elsewhere to live.

   Buffy?

   She had twins.
   And that's ALL she got out of that trip!  
