Subject:     Drive-In Movie Blowjob 
Story Codes: mf f-solo oral
Diary Date:  June 9, 2000 
Author:      Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>

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Summary:

Too bad there are hardly any of these left around.  There’s just something 
about sucking your boyfriend’s cock in the middle of a dark parking lot 
surrounded by cars!

Table of Contents:  
   Chapter 1 – What Turns Me On  
   Chapter 2 – Getting to Know Bill  
   Chapter 3 – At the Drive-In


Chapter 1 – What Turns Me On
============================

In seventh grade I kissed my first boy and it was in eighth grade that I let 
a boy touch me “inappropriately” for the first time. Then came the summer 
before I started high school and finally, I was no longer a virgin. Once that 
line was crossed you could say I became a bit preoccupied with sex.  Needless 
to say, the problem wasn't getting it - there were plenty of boys more than 
willing to help me out with that! The key was to balance my craving to fuck 
every boy in sight with maintaining my reputation as a innocent and naïve 
girl who went to church twice a week.  Well, maybe it wasn't QUITE that 
innocent but you get the idea.

It was now almost a year since I first did it and so far I’d only been fucked 
by three guys so it wasn't like I was exactly the school slut.  Since my 
first serious boyfriend had moved away a few months back, I hadn’t had sex 
with another guy yet although I’d dated quite a few boys and blown most of 
them.  You see, while I may be picky about who I actually have sex with, when 
it comes to blow jobs I just want as many as I can get.  It can be hard to 
get laid in many situations but if you’re careful and determined enough, a 
blowjob can be given most anywhere.

The very first blowjob I gave was in a dark movie theater where nobody had a 
clue what I was doing.  Looking back I was incredibly inept but the boy was 
so horny he didn't care.  It wasn’t long before he surprised me by cumming in 
my mouth.  I know some girls hate the taste of cum but I was hooked from the 
first load. So much so, that any time after that when I had the opportunity 
to get another mouthful - I took it, literally.

As I mentioned before, I worked hard to earn a good reputation so far as 
putting out, but I don’t mind if the boys at school know who gives the best 
blowjob.   Since most of the girls I know are doing it to their boyfriends as 
well, I don't see it as any big deal.  Sometimes walking the halls in school 
some guy will make some lewd remark to me that he has “something big” for me 
which I typically just ignored.  I learned quickly that the best response was 
to just look at him and suck on my finger briefly.  While it may drive him 
nuts at the time, it wasn’t unusual for me to find out later what he had for 
me!

Fortunately for a girl like me, one who LOVES sucking dick, so far I haven’t 
found a guy yet that doesn’t dream of a girl sucking his cock and I learned 
early on that they will do damn near anything to get me to do it.  
Ironically, they don’t realize that I would do it anyway but I figure why not 
take advantage of the situation?

It’s hard to keep track of how many cocks I have sucked or just jerked off 
with my hand since that first one but I do know that I have enjoyed each and 
every one.  What keeps it interesting is that each one is unique with varying 
sizes, thickness, curvatures, color, and even different smell and taste.  
Some boys get so hard that they are like a piece of wood while others get 
large but still remain a bit flexible.  While I know some girls are turned 
off by it, I love the odor of a boy’s crotch, the stronger the musky smell 
the better so far as I am concerned.

Thick pubic hair is a turn-on for me as well.  When I reach inside of a boy’s 
pants I love to run my fingers through it and then smell him later on my 
fingers.  With his cock in my mouth, I can feel his hairy crotch against my 
face and I love rubbing my nose in it. Then there is the best part of all – 
his cum.   Some guys can fill my mouth to the point where it drips down my 
chin while others barely produce a teaspoonful. Some is thick and creamy 
while others are more clear and dilute.  The taste is what really varies and 
makes every blowjob something to look forward to.  Even the same guy will 
taste differently from one day to another.  I guess it must have something to 
do with what they eat although I don't know why that would matter.  All in 
all you could say I’ve become something of a cock connoisseur.  Fortunately 
there always seems to be another boy ready and willing to help me in my quest 
for the new and different cock.


Chapter 2 – Getting to Know Bill
================================

At sixteen, Bill was a year older than me and while we had not yet dated, 
he’d been trying to get in my pants since I was twelve.  Then this summer, at 
my dad's company picnic, I flirted a bit with him which seemed to embolden 
him more.  He called me later that week to ask if I was interested in seeing 
a movie that weekend at the local drive-in.  I was intrigued as I had never 
been to a drive-in before.  Where I lived all but this one had been closed 
and it never showed any recent movies but I doubted either of us cared about 
the movie anyway.

Since my parents didn't mind if I brought boys home, there was no real reason 
to go off “parking” or such if I wanted to be alone with a guy so why endure 
a cheesy movie? Bill was pretty good looking and I figured it was finally 
time to get to know him better – in more ways than one.  Besides, the idea of 
doing it in his car surrounded by other cars sounded like fun so I accepted 
his invitation.

Bill had his own car - a VW bug, which wasn't exactly the best for what I had 
in mind for the evening but I figured we would work things out anyway.  When 
he picked me up I was pleased to see that he’d borrowed the family minivan 
for our date.  It may not have been the sexiest car on the road but with the 
seats laid back it had almost as much room as my bed at home!

When I got in the front seat with him I noticed that the seats had already 
been laid down in back making it pretty obvious what he had planned for our 
evening!  The front seats were split apart with a large console in between so 
we just talked about school and friends on the way there. I noticed Bill kept 
looking over at me every chance he could.  I was wearing a tight blouse and a 
pair of jeans that were both a size or too smaller than what was comfortable 
for me.  Just for him, I had decided to wear a bra and panties tonight.  
Usually I never bothered with them but I had a feeling Bill was going to be 
undressing me before the evening was over and for whatever reason, guys 
seemed to get turned on more by seeing me in my underwear first than just 
being naked under my outer clothes.   Instead of perfume I had dusted my 
boobs and body with baby powder which made me smell and feel like a little 
girl – another little trick my mom had taught me when it came to teasing the 
boys!


Chapter 3 – At The Drive-In
===========================

We finally arrived at the drive-in and Bill parked the van in a relatively 
secluded spot away from the lights and families.  He opened his window and 
hung some ancient speaker on the glass.  He turned the volume down low as the 
movie hadn’t started yet and all there were was silly advertisements for food 
and candy at the snack bar.  I wasn't hungry, at least not for junk food, so 
I turned sideways in my seat and waited silently for Bill to make a move.  He 
seemed a bit shy and for a while we just continued on with our gossip.  Bill 
complimented me on how I looked and I thanked him and told him he was pretty 
nice himself.

There was an awkward silence and I saw him glance at the rear of the van.  I 
could tell he wanted to say something but his courage wasn't quite up to it 
so I knew it was up to me to help him out unless I just wanted to watch a 
movie.

“Do you want to get in back Bill?” I asked softly. 

“Ummmmm, do you want to? “Sure... if you turned the van around we could watch 
the movie from back there,” I suggested.  It was sort of a compromise on my 
part.  On the one hand I let him know it was OK for us to get together in 
back.  On the other hand, I hadn’t exactly thrown myself at him like some 
slut by adding in the comment about watching the movie.  I figured Bill had 
to take some initiative somewhere along the line! He started the van and 
almost pulled out before he realized that he had forgotten to put the speaker 
back.  Fortunately, he remembered before he broke his window or whatever and 
then he drove around in a half-circle such that the rear of the van was 
pointing at the screen. This time he didn't bother with the façade of the 
speaker and instead he looked at me questioningly.

I smiled at Bill and squeezed between the seats to get to the rear of the 
van.   As I bent over I made sure he got a good view down my blouse.  All he 
could see was my bra but his eyes were still fixated on my chest as I went by 
him. I imagined he was keeping a close eye on my ass as well as I went by.  
With my jeans as tight as they were it was like they were painted on.

The floor was exactly flat and a bit uncomfortable actually but then I 
noticed he had brought some blankets along with.  Somehow I got the idea that 
this wasn't the first time Bill had taken a girl out in the van! Even so, it 
would have been a lot more comfortable in my own bed and I almost regretted 
not inviting him home instead of coming to the drive-in but a little 
adventure was always good now and then.

I looked around as Bill made his way back.  Although it was nighttime, it 
wasn't completely dark with the various lights from the snack bar and even 
the moon overhead made it relatively easy to see once your eyes got adjusted. 
The van windows were tinted slightly and looking at the other cars it was 
hard to make out anyone inside so I figured it would be the same for anyone 
trying to see what was going on inside our van.  Not that I minded, it was 
just I didn't want to put on a show for everyone either.

Bill seemed nervous as he asked me to help with the blankets.  The thicker 
ones went on the floor while he kept another in reserve off to the side.  It 
was early June and the evenings were a bit cool still so I was glad to see he 
had one for me to wrap myself up in, even if that wasn't his intention for 
it.

At first we sat back using the front seats for support.  It was like sitting 
on the floor in our family room in front of the couch – just a little less 
comfortable. The movie was starting and we both pretended to be interested in 
it although each of us spent more time glancing over at the other than we did 
looking at the screen. Once again, I realized I needed to help Bill out a bit 
so I slid over to sit next to him.  His arm had been to his side and when I 
got up close he lifted it up and tentatively put it up and around my 
shoulders.

I really wasn't in the mood to play “shy boy” all night so I grabbed his hand 
and gently pulled his arm tighter around me like a scarf.  It was even easier 
now to tell that he wasn't all that interested in the movie as he kept 
looking down at my boobs which were pushing out against my blouse.  It wasn't 
like my boobs were that huge, the blouse was just a size or two smaller than 
it should have been and the buttons were straining against the pressure.  I 
also caught him a few times looking down further where my jeans were so tight 
I was sure he could see my pussy mound between my thighs.  I smiled to myself 
as his hand started to rub my shoulder and slowly worked its way down to my 
upper arm.   Finally, a little more initiative on his part!

I didn't say a word and just sat there wondering what he would do next.   
Sometimes I like to be the aggressive one in which case I would turn and 
start running my hands over him but tonight I felt I was living out something 
from a Leave It to Beaver episode so it just seemed natural for him to be in 
control.   If necessary I could always give him some help but as long as 
things moved along, I was willing to let him move at his own pace.  In a way 
it was sort of cute as he seemed unsure what to do.  He HAD to know what I 
did with the other guys I dated, I knew boys couldn't keep quiet about such 
things.  I guess there was a difference between bragging to your friends 
about what you would do to a girl and then being in the situation to carry 
out your boasts. 

Bill’s hand continued to run up and down my arm and he ever so slowly worked 
from the outside to the inside of it.  It seemed that he was afraid I was 
going to say no at some point and he didn't want to be embarrassed.  Finally, 
the back of his hand brushed against the outside of my breast as his fingers 
stoked the skin on my arm.  He quickly moved pulled as if it was a mistake 
but I knew he was just testing to see how I would react.

He must have felt somewhat emboldened when I responded by snuggling up even 
closer to him as his wandering hand moved up to my neck and hair, running his 
fingers through my hair.  Mmmmmmm, I loved my hair to be played with! If 
there was anything a boy could do to arouse me without getting overtly 
sexual, it was to play with my hair.  I laid my head on his shoulder as he 
twirled his fingers in it and pulled on it gently.  I hadn’t done anything 
special with it as I knew it would just have to be combed out later so it 
just hung down past my shoulders all straight without anything in it to get 
in the way.  The backs of his fingers ran along the hairline of my neck, 
making me tingle and leaving me feeling hornier than ever.

God! How long was he going to take to get down to business? The first movie 
was about over and so far all he had done was barely touch my arm and hair.  
Not that I didn’t like it but I was just curious what he was ultimately 
after.  I had my own ideas but it was always fun to see what a boy would do 
on his own.

Finally a few minutes into the second movie he reached over and kissed me 
quickly before pulling away again. He must have been pleasantly surprised 
when I responded back by reaching up and kissing him back.  This time we held 
the kiss longer and as our tongues met he turned towards me, "accidentally" 
brushing his arm against my breasts again as he reached around to hug me. As 
we kissed, I turned to him as well and put my arm around his waist.  His 
tongue reached out and played with mine and I sucked it as he explored my 
mouth with it. We just kissed for a while but eventually he worked up the 
courage to try anything else.  Bill put his hand on my stomach, over my 
blouse.  When I didn’t resist he slowly moved his hand upwards, waiting for 
any sign I wanted him to stop but if I just made sure my kisses got even 
hotter so he would know that I wanted it.

Although it seemed to take forever, FINALLY he reached my boobs and began to 
massage them through my blouse.  My bra was small and the blouse was pretty 
thin so my nipples were poking through the fabrics, begging for attention.  
His fingers touched them and I couldn't help but jump just a bit as it felt 
so good.   He must have thought I was upset about it and he pulled his hand 
back. I reached down and pulled his back to my breasts, silently encouraging 
him to continue.   My blouse was unbuttoned down to my cleavage (if you could 
call it that) and his fingers began to touch my upper chest, running in 
circles under my neck.  On the downward movement he would reach just under my 
blouse with his finger as if to try and touch my breasts but all he could do 
was graze the beginning of where my boobs were beginning to form.  It felt 
good but I wanted more.

"Mmmmmmm, that feels soooooo good,” I murmured to him, “Wouldn’t it be a lot 
easier if you just unbuttoned my blouse?"

Bill didn't say anything but I saw him unconsciously lick his lips as one by 
one he fumbled with the buttons until finally they were all undone. He spread 
open my blouse to get an eyeful of my bra-covered breasts.  It wasn't like 
there was a lot to see as they were still small but then boobs were boobs! 
Bill’s hand quickly resumed its place on my boobs, moving from one to the 
other as he fondled them through the bra.  We kept kissing the entire time as 
he squeezed and rubbed me.

“Help me with my blouse,” I said to him softly.  I leaned forward and he 
awkwardly held it as I pulled my arms through the sleeves, leaving me with 
just my bra on top. I knew he would have loved to take the bra off as well 
but I turned back to him and kissed him again as I hugged him while his hand 
continued to explore my breasts. Now and then his hand would move down to my 
side and stomach, running his fingers over my soft tanned skin and then back 
up to my bra again.

The next time he did it I shifted my weight so that I could lift my upper leg 
up and pulled my foot in closer so my knee stayed up higher.  This made my 
crotch more available to him and it took a couple more times before he worked 
up the courage to take advantage of the situation.  This time his hand went 
down the side of my hips, over my jeans, and then on the way back up barely 
touched my crotch.  I didn't resist and the next time he was more firm in his 
touch and finally, on the third time he left his hand there.  I lifted my 
hips upward slightly so let him know I wanted him to touch me there and he 
left his hand still just at the top of my crotch. 

“It’s OK, you can take them off,” was all I needed to say at the moment.  I 
smiled to myself as he fumbled with the button holding them together.  I 
wasn't wearing a belt or anything so once he got them undone, he just had to 
unzip them.  I held the tops as he pulled down the zipper and the sound of it 
seemed unnaturally loud in the silence of the night. Bill tried to pull my 
jeans off by pushing down at the hips but they were much to tight to allow 
for that alone to get them off.  I giggled a little and turned over onto my 
back as I helped him to pull them down and off.

I kicked off my sneakers when they got down to my ankles and soon I was left 
in nothing but my white bra and cotton panties.  He was still fully dressed 
so it may have seemed sort of strange to him for me to be next to him wearing 
nothing but my underwear but it was fine with me.  Personally, I would have 
preferred to just be naked but I thought it might be fun to tease him a bit 
first.

I turned back to him and draped my upper leg over his and put my arm around 
his waist again as we kissed and he held me close to him.  His arm under me 
reached around his hand rubbed my back while his upper arm reached down and 
he was moving his had up and down my now exposed leg that was over his.  He 
gradually got bolder and started to touch my ass through my panties.  I knew 
he wanted to take them off but I wasn't ready for that yet, or even sure if I 
was going to let him get that far with me.  What I WAS ready for was to 
investigate the large bulge between his legs that was threatening to burst 
through his jeans at any moment! I knew it was that way because of me and my 
pussy felt even warmer knowing he was turned on by me that way.

Bill’s fingers were playing with the edge of my panties now, trying to work 
their way slowly under the elastic as if he thought if he went slowly enough 
I wouldn't notice.  I smiled at him but at the same time I reached back and 
pulled his hand away from and placed it back squarely on my ass.

“Mmmmmmm, not yet,” I murmured softly, letting him know he might have a 
chance later if he was patient. I took my arm that had wrapped around his 
waist until then and pulled it back, letting my hand rest directly on the 
center of the rising mountain in his jeans.

“Hmmmmmm, what have we here?” I asked him, even though I certainly knew the 
answer.  I didn't wait for a response but instead started to press on his 
cock and rubbing it through his jeans.  He shifted his weight to reposition 
his growing hard-on.  I could feel the shape of his cock through his jeans 
and I rubbed the shaft with the palm of my hand through there thick material.

“I want you to undress for me,” I said softly.  His hand on my ass pressed a 
little harder and he seemed to hesitate so I pushed him a little harder. 

“Don’t you want to take your clothes off for me?” I asked in my best “little 
girl” voice.

Bill looked around the van to be sure nobody was watching and quickly undid 
his jeans and pulled them down, leaving his jockey underwear on.  Then the 
shirt was unbuttoned and off leaving him wearing nothing but his underpants.  
In the dim light I could see he kept himself in pretty good shape but the 
underwear had to go!

“Uh-uh, all the way silly boy,” I teased him, snapping the elastic on his 
underwear against his stomach.  His cock was outlined clearly in the cotton 
material and the head of it was threatening to make an appearance on its own 
if he grew much more.  Bill bit his lip, looked round yet again and with both 
hands, pulled his underwear down and off.  I watched hungrily as his cock 
suddenly appeared, all hard and delicious looking. I reached out for it and 
grabbed it in my hand and just held it at first.

“Mmmmmmm, now isn’t this MUCH better,” I said seductively.  Jim was looking 
down at the sight of his cock with my hand surrounding it and he just nodded 
quickly.   It felt so smooth and warm in my hand, hard as a stiff piece of 
wood yet I was able to move the skin up and down, letting me stroke him 
slightly without actually moving my hand on his shaft.  I let go of it and 
ran my fingertips up and down it, letting the tips of my fingers lightly 
trace a path from the base of his cock to the very tip where his pee hole was 
and then back down again. My index finger ran circles under the lip of his 
head and I could hear him breathing heavier as I played with him.

“Like that Billy?,” I asked him in a whispered voice, my eyes gazing into his 
as my hand caressed his nice cock.  He just nodded but I wanted him to tell 
me how he was feeling.  I wanted to hear him say how it felt when I touched 
him this way and especially what he wanted me to do to him.  “Tell me what 
you want Billy... Tell me what you want me to do with your cock.”

Bill’s cheeks puffed out and he breathed out a long breath.  “Oh wow,” he 
gasped, “I can't believe you’re touching it.”

It was then I was sure of it.  Yep, Bill had never had a girl touch his cock 
before! Damn, how could a guy get to be sixteen and never have his cock 
sucked in this day and age? Well, that put a whole new light on things and I 
smiled as I dreamed of what I could do to him.

“I want you to tell me what you want,” I repeated once again.  I knew what I 
wanted to do but it made it so much hotter for me if the guy asked me first.  
I had no doubt Bill knew exactly what he wanted but he was too shy to ask me.  
I took his hard cock in my hand and surrounded the shaft lightly with my hand 
and fingers.  My hand gently stroked his cock up and down, from the bottom of 
his cock where his pubic hair car4essed my hand, to the very tip and then 
back down again.  I wasn't going to fast or hard as I didn't want him to cum 
quite yet.  I had other plans for that! First, though, I needed to get him to 
break the silent treatment and start talking to me.

“You know Billy, I will do anything you ask me to do... anything,” I 
murmured, emphasizing the last word as I licked my lips for him to seem.  I 
could practically taste his cock already and I couldn't wait to take it in my 
mouth and feel the hardness and warmth between my lips. Bill started to say 
something but then stopped and just stuttered.

“It’s ok Billy, you can ask me to do anything... all you have to do is ask 
me.” 

“I want you to suck it,” he said quickly, as if he wanted to say it but at 
the same time say it too fast for me to understand what he said. I looked up 
at him and smiled.

“You want me to suck your cock?” I said softly.  I wasn't trying to question 
his suggestion per se, I just wanted him to say it again.

Another heavy breath and he sighed, “Yeah, suck it... suck my dick.”

I looked up at him and grinned.  “Watch me now... watch me suck your dick.”

I pulled my hair back and out of the way so he could see my face as I slowly 
descended to his beautiful hard cock. First I just kissed the tip of it and 
the teased it with the tip of my tongue.  The I ran my tongue around the head 
and under the lip of his smooth and pretty cock head.  When I took the head 
into my mouth, I could hear his suck in his breath and groan slightly.  I 
smiled as best I could as I thought to myself how he must be feeling to have 
a girl’s mouth on his dick for the first time.  How many times had he jerked 
off dreaming of someone doing exactly what I was doing now? Better yet, how 
many times would he jerk off in the future thinking of my mouth on his cock? 

I let his cock slip from my lips and used just my tongue to play with him for 
a while. I licked his dick like a fleshy popsicle, up one side and the down 
the other.  Sometime I would just run as mush of my tongue as I could put on 
his cock as I went along the length of it, then at other times I would tease 
him with just the tip of my tongue as I licked in little circles up and down 
his stiff shaft. Before I took him I my mouth again, I turned my head and 
looked up at him, our eyes meeting as I gazed down at me.

“Mmmmmmm, I love the taste of your cock Billy,” I murmured to him, “Does that 
feel good?”

“Oh yeah,” he gasped, “incredible!”

I smiled at him and turned back to his dick again.  In the darkness it was 
hard to see it very well but I could smell the odor of his crotch, that 
wonderful mixture of sweat and male musk that I loved so much. I held his 
cock by the base so I knew where it was and dove back down on it, this time 
taking it as far into my mouth as was comfortable and I started stroking his 
cock with my mouth.  Sucking him the way I was I knew it wouldn't be too long 
before Bill was ready to cum.

Sure enough, a few minutes later I could feel him pushing his hips up against 
me as my mouth went down on him and his groans became louder and more 
frequent.  He wasn't even touching me which surprised me a little.  I would 
have thought his hands would have been all over me by now but he seemed to be 
concentrating so hard on my blowjob he didn't even think about what he could 
be doing himself. I briefly took his cock from my mouth and looked up at him 
again.

"Are you ready to cum?” I asked softly.  He nodded vigorously and I grinned 
saying, “I want it all in my mouth, I want you to cum in my mouth Billy."

Bill’s eyes widened as I said those words guys seem to love to hear so much.  
Personally, I preferred it when a guy came in my mouth for no other reason 
than it didn't make a mess all over me.  I learned early in my cocksucking 
career that cum dried in your hair is a bitch to get out! Not only that, but 
when it dried on my face and body it just made me itch until I washed it off.  
Although at first the taste I wasn't completely thrilled by the taste, it 
wasn't that bad and it didn't take long to get to where I looked forward to 
trying the various flavors and feel of each guy as it seemed they all were a 
bit unique when it came to the taste and consistency of their cum.

Of course, my all time favorite place for a guy to cum was in my pussy, but 
short of that I much preferred him to cum in my mouth than anywhere else.   
That worked out just fine for me because I also learned early that it was 
music to a guy’s ears to hear a girl tell him that he could cum in her mouth.  
It was a distant second from, “Fuck me”, but it was effective all the same. 

I went back to work on Bill’s dick and it wasn't long before he gasped loudly 
and then he groaned as the first shot of cum burst from his dick and hit the 
back of my throat.  I hung onto his cock tightly with my lips, forming a seal 
to keep his cum in my mouth.  Shot after shot of warm sperm emerged from his 
cock and soon my mouth was filled and my cheeks were puffed out with the cum 
in them like a hamster. His jerking stopped just as I was about to gag and I 
loosened my grip on his cock and let some of his cum drip from my mouth and 
down onto his cock.

I sat up and smiled at him, feeling the cum running down my cheek.  Opening 
my mouth, I stuck my tongue out so in the dim light he could see his own cum 
pooled n my tongue as I extended it out to him.  I then pulled it back in and 
closed my mouth.  With a big grin I swallowed hard a couple of times and 
managed to get it all down before opening my mouth again to prove I had 
swallowed it like a contestant on Survivor.  His eyes were like saucers and I 
went back down to suck the cum off of his cock that I had let drip down over 
it earlier.  He shivered as my mouth engulfed his hypersensitive cock.  
Mmmmmmm, he was still hard as a rock and showed no signs of getting soft 
anytime soon. I sucked him like a baby on a bottle, drawing out the last 
drops of cum in his cock and licking them off the tip of his head.  We just 
stayed that way for a while, his hard dick in my mouth as I softly ran my 
tongue around it and sucked on the head gently.

Personally, I could have laid there like this all night.  I was actually in a 
comfortable position, laying on my side with my head resting on his stomach 
and his dick in front of my mouth for me to lick and suck as I wanted.  He 
was playing with my hair again but running his hand over my back, slipping 
his fingers under my bra strap now and then.  He couldn't quite reach my ass 
but I could feel his hand down most of my back and just to where he could 
lift up the elastic on my panties with the tip of his outstretched fingers.  
It was a warm night so even though he was completely naked and I had just my 
bra and panties on, neither of us was cold and if anything, he was sweating 
just a little.  Just then I heard noises outside and I lifted my head up to 
look out.

“Shit!” was all Bill could say and he started to reach for a blanket that had 
been tossed to the side.  Looking out the side window I saw the reason for 
his panic.  Three kids, two boys and a girl, were running around the parking 
lot and heading our way.  The oldest looked to be about eight and their 
mother was trying desperately to control them but it was like herding cats.  
From the looks of things, they were heading to the snack bar and our van was 
between them and their destination meaning they would pass right by us on 
their present course!  The parking lot lights were out as the movie was still 
running and with the slightly tinted windows in the van, I doubted they would 
notice even if they weren’t so distracted.

“Just sit still, they won’t see anything,” I said sharply to him.  The kids 
weren’t hardly tall enough to get a good look and the mother was focused on 
trying to keep her litter moving in the general direction of the snack bar.   
Bill froze and we laid there silently as my neck grew tired so I put my head 
back down on his stomach. He must have been REALLY worried, though, as I 
noticed his cock was shrinking down, even though I was holding it in my hand 
and stroking it slowly. As I predicted, they passed right by without incident 
and Bill let out of long breath as if he had been holding it the hold time – 
and maybe he had!

“See? No problem,” I said, looking up at him with a grin, “Now... where were 
we?”

We both laughed and he noticeably relaxed.  I took his dick back in my mouth 
about halfway and just sucked it softly, letting my tongue play around it as 
I did.  I took my free hand and played with his balls, feeling them through 
the thick pubic hair that covered them.  Needless to say, it didn't take long 
for it to regain its former stiffness.  My pussy was soaking wet by now and 
crying for attention of its own so I while I could have enjoyed this a lot 
longer, I figured it was time to move on.

I repositioned myself so I was on my side next to him and draped my leg over 
his, letting my crotch move up close to his hips until I could press up 
against him.  My arm was over his chest and my boobs pressed against his side 
as I put my head on his shoulder.  God he felt so good up against me! What 
could be better than to be laying next to a good-looking sixteen year old 
sporting an erection that would be the envy of most of the guys in school? 
Well, there WAS something that could be better and that was if I was naked as 
well!

Bill turned his head to me and leaned down to kiss me.  His arms wrapped 
around me and pulled me tightly against him as we kissed and kissed.  I felt 
his hands wandering over me and this time I didn't say or do anything to 
discourage him from touching anywhere he wanted and as time went by he got 
bolder and bolder.   I wanted to tell him to quit worrying and just undress 
me and get it over with but it seemed more sexy and erotic to let him do it 
on his own.  I could imagine what was going through his head as each time he 
took a step, he would seem to hesitate as if expecting me to stop him. Of 
course I didn't so he must have felt a little thrill each time that he was 
“getting away” with something.

I held his cock in my hand, not really doing anything with it other than 
holding in with my fingers wrapped around it, as at first he again slipped 
his fingers under the back of my bra strap and then slowly worked his way 
around to the front of me.  At first he just touched me through my bra, 
rubbing my boobs and feeling my hard nipple through the thin fabric.  Slowly 
he moved up my chest and his fingers ran along my bare skin and then they 
began to probe under the top of my bra.  Finally he had his hand slipped 
inside my bra until he could cup my boob and he just held his hand like that 
for a while, not moving it or anything but just feeling my bare boob in his 
hand.

“Wouldn't it be easier to just take it off?” I whispered to him between 
kisses.   He didn't say anything, probably afraid that I might change my mind 
or something if we started talking.  In reality, I couldn't wait to get the 
damn thing off!  My boobs were only an A cup at this age and a bra was 
totally unnecessary so far as I was concerned.  I wasn't like I bounced 
around as I walked! Bill fumbled with the hooks in back and I was tempted to 
take it off myself.  For crying out loud, there were only two hooks – how 
hard could it be to undo them?

My mind went off on a tangent for a moment as I thought about how someone 
should invent a bra for dating with Velcro instead of those damn hooks! My 
attention was brought back when I felt a sudden release of pressure around my 
rib cage as my bra came loose.  What a relief! I let him slip the straps off 
my shoulders and it fell from my breasts, exposing them to him for the first 
time.  Bill tossed it behind me and then placed his hand back on my boob 
again, this time without the interference of my bra.  I let him play with 
them for a while as we kept kissing.  I still had a firm grip on his cock as 
I just couldn't bear the thought of not feeling it in my hand as much as 
possible.

“You can suck them if you want to,” I suggested to him softly.  Bill didn't 
hesitate and we broke our kiss.  He pushed me over on my back, causing me to 
release his cock as I was flat on my back with my knees bent and feet planted 
on the floor.  I still had my panties on but I had a feeling that was only a 
temporary situation.  Bill got on his side and put his arm over me and then 
under me, holding me firmly as his head moved towards my chest.  I couldn't 
help but gasp softly as his mouth took my boob and sucked on it softly.  God 
I had been waiting for this! 

“Suck on it harder Billy,” I whispered to him in a husky tone, “You can even 
bite it softly.”

Bill was at least still listening to me as he followed my instructions.  I 
love to talk during sex and I kept up a continuous stream of instructions and 
praise as he went back and forth between my boobs.  Mmmmmmm, it felt so good 
when he sucked hard on them! If anything, my pussy was getting even warmer 
and wetter as it waited impatiently for the same level of attention.  Bill 
pulled his hand out from under me and started playing with my one boob while 
he sucked on the other.  I moaned for him to let him know I loved what he was 
doing and to encourage him to keep going. 

After a while Bill got the courage up to start moving his hand down from my 
boob to my lower body. It was sort of like when he was playing with me 
before, taking a small step and then waiting to see if I resisted before 
moving on again.  I giggled as he tickled my stomach and then his hand passed 
below my belly button.   He avoided my crotch at first, instead moving his 
hand to my legs, running them up to my knee and then back down again to my 
hips. I spread my legs apart just enough to signal to him that I wanted him 
to touch me there.  Fortunately he took the hint and started running his 
fingers along the insides of my thighs, a sensitive area for me that always 
makes me tingle.

FINALLY, Bill reached my warm crotch.  At first he had his hand on my inner 
thigh, allowing just the side of his hand to lightly touching me.  Ever so 
slowly he turned his hand until he cupped my crotch in his palm.  I moaned 
softly as he started to rub my pussy through my panties.  I loved it and 
wanted him to know it so I spread my legs even farther apart to make it 
easier for him to fit his hand between my legs.  My body stiffened and hips 
arched up slightly as he rubbed my pussy through my panties and continued to 
suck my boobs. Damn, I wanted him so badly! Finally I just couldn't keep 
quiet anymore so I spoke up.

 “Tell me Billy, do you want to touch my pussy?”

Bill’s voice seemed to have escaped and with his face planted on my chest it 
would have been hard to make out what he said anyway. He finally managed to 
get out a gasp that sounded like, “Yes!”

"Well... I want you to touch me."

At first he seemed unsure of what to do so I took his hand and moved it up to 
my bare stomach, just above the elastic of my panties.

“It’s OK, you can touch me anywhere you want to,” I whispered to him. My 
pussy tingled as his fingers slowly worked their way down inside my panties 
until they encountered the fringes of my short pubic hair.  It tickled as his 
fingertips ran through the top fingers of my pubic area.  I could feel his 
fingers exploring me, working their way around but staying too high to get 
down to where I wanted him.  Suddenly a thought occurred to me.

“Have you ever touched a pussy, Bill?” I asked him softly.  I didn’t want to 
embarrass him but I had a feeling what the answer was going to be.

“No,” he said back in a voice so low I could barely hear him, even in the 
silence of the van. I placed my hand over his and pushed it down between my 
legs until his fingers were pressing against my pussy slit.

“Down here,” I whispered, excited by the touch of his hand, “you have to 
reach farther down.”

Actually I thought it was sort of cute that he obviously had never touched a 
girl’s pussy before.  He didn't even know where my pussy really was! Well, I 
would let him explore for a while and then it would be time for a few 
lessons.   He fumbled around, pushing his fingers against me until finally, 
by pure luck more than anything I think, he found my pussy hole.

“That’s it Bill, push it inside of me.”

His finger pushed roughly inside of me just a little bit.  I grimaced just a 
little bit as he wasn't very good at it but at the same time I felt pretty 
hot knowing my pussy was the first one he touched. 

“Feel how wet it is,” I asked him, “That’s because I like what you’re doing 
and I want you.”

A smile finally came to his face.  He had been looking so serious until then 
and now that he had finally struck gold he seemed to be relaxing just a 
little bit.   Well, now that he had gotten to third base, I didn't want him 
to think he had a chance to go any further and besides, this boy needed some 
sex education! I pulled his hand from my pussy and he looked disappointed but 
didn't say anything. 

“Don’t worry, I want you to watch me now.”

Even though I was still wearing my panties, I loved the way he was looking at 
me.  I quickly slipped them off and so finally we were both nude together.  
We were both so horny I don’t think it would have mattered who walked by at 
this point although if someone had looked in through the rear window they 
would have had a great view of my pussy! My legs were wide apart and I was 
holding my hips up to make it easier to touch myself.  Billy was still to the 
side of me and when I laid back down again he quickly put his hand back on my 
boobs again and shifted until he was close to me.  I could feel the hardness 
of his cock as it pressed against my leg and for a moment I was ready to push 
him over and jump on top of it! I hadn’t been laid for a few weeks and I was 
horny as well – and getting more so by the minute it seemed. 

I spread my legs further part so he could see my pussy better in the dim 
light from the movie screen. My crotch was covered with think brown pubic 
hair as I hadn’t started shaving yet. My pubic hair was more fuzzy than long 
and curly like Bill’s. I looked up at him and my heart skipped when I saw the 
way he was staring between my legs, knowing the sight of my nude body turned 
him on.   I reached down with both hands and used two fingers to spread my 
pussy lips apart with one hand and then pushed the middle finger of my other 
hand inside of me.   I looked up at him and grinned, knowing it must have 
been making him horny as hell to see me doing myself. 

"You know Billy, when I really want to get myself off I like to watch myself 
in front of a mirror... Will you be my mirror tonight?" 

Can’t say that I wasn’t really expecting an audible answer and indeed, I 
didn't get one as Bill just watched me intently, as if he was unable to 
speak. At first I took it slow, running my finger slowly around my pussy, 
running little circles around my clit and pussy hole.  Every now and then I 
would quickly push my finger inside of me and then just as quickly pull it 
out again.  With my other hand, I played with my little bobs, cupping them 
with my hand and working my fingers over them like a trumpet player. My 
nipples were sticking out like little bullets, hard and stiff as my 
fingertips stroked them gently.

I took my nipples between my fingers and pulled them outward, stretching my 
boob out and then letting it slip through my fingers and popping back into 
place.  I loved the way it made my boobs feel when I pulled on my nipples. I 
kept working my pussy and squeezed my boobs. My eyes were closed to help 
concentrate on my masturbating but I knew he was watching every move I made. 
My hips started to move up and down as I thrust my finger in and out of my 
wet pussy, imagining it was him fucking me.

It wasn't long before I forgot all about Bill and the only thing on my mind 
were the incredible sensations that were consuming me entire body as my pussy 
acted like a volcano, sending out waves of hot pleasure that covered me like 
a lava flow.  As I worked myself to my first orgasm I couldn't help but gasp 
and moan louder and louder, holding my hips high with my finger in my pussy 
as far as I could push it.  I shook as my orgasm ripped through me until 
finally I dropped down and relaxed, a look on contentment on my face.   I 
kept one hand on my crotch, slowly circling my clit as the aftershocks of my 
orgasm continued. I felt like I was in an oven, as if I was burning up.  God 
I loved to cum!

“Get on top of me,” I whispered to him, my eyes still closed as my pussy 
cried to be fucked. Bill put his arms and leg over me until he was directly 
over me.   He tried to lift himself off of me but I could feel the weight of 
him pressing against me still. His cock was pressing on my lower stomach and 
I could feel it moving slightly as he wiggled on top of me.  I reached down 
and grabbed his dick, rubbing the head against my clit which sent another 
wave of pure pleasure through me.

“Fuck me Billy... I want you to fuck me,” I said, almost pleading with him to 
do it.  God I needed his cock inside of me!

“I... I... I can’t,” he said, sounding like a little boy more than a strong 
teenage boy.  What the hell? I pulled his cock towards, my pussy, trying to 
get him to push it into me.

“No Kelly, I can’t do it,” he lamented, “What if you get pregnant?”

I looked up at him and our eyes met.  “Billy, I’m on the pill so you don’t 
have to worry about that.”

“You’re on the pill?” he gasped, “Oh my god, how many guys have you fucked?””

“It doesn’t matter... I want you to do me now.”

“Pleeeeeease Kelly,” he begged, “I can’t do this... it’s wrong.”

It dawned on me that he was serious, that he really did NOT want to fuck me.  
I was speechless.  I couldn't believe he was turning me down after all I had 
done for him this evening! Actually, I couldn't believe he was turning me 
down, period.  What kind of teenage boy didn't take advantage of a girl that 
wanted him to fuck her – and asked him point blank to do so?

“At least rub it against me,” I bargained.  If nothing else, maybe he would 
do it and then “accidentally” fuck me.   Hey, I was desperate to get fucked! 
Bill didn't say no to that, at least, and I felt his cock pressing against my 
pussy.   As he thrust himself forward, it slid easily along my wet pussy lips 
and I felt the shaft running over my clit.  My body shivered, going from 
being too hot to freezing cold all of a sudden.

Goose bumps broke out all over me as he rubbed his cock up and down my wet 
pussy.  A few times I felt it slip down and press against my pussy hole and 
for just a moment I thought he was going to give in and push it in me.  I had 
to say one thing for Bill – he had in credible restraint for a boy his age! 
He held himself up and off of me as his hips did the work.  Anyone looking in 
would have thought that he actually WAS fucking me! God, so close and yet so 
far! As he went on, his strokes became faster and I realized that whether he 
was consciously doing it or not, he was masturbating himself against my 
pussy.

“That’s it Billy, rub your hard cock against my wet pussy,” I whispered in my 
most naughty tone of voice, “Make yourself cum for me... cum all over my 
pussy!”

It wasn't exactly what I had been wanting but when he finally came it was 
better than nothing.  His warm cum spurted out of his cock and the first load 
went halfway up my stomach with most of the rest collecting on my pussy.  God 
I was going to be a mess! Billy groaned and grimaced as his cock spit out one 
load after another onto me.

“Mmmmmmm, that’s it Billy, cum on me,” I said, encouraging him to make a mess 
out of me in spite of my better judgment.  You would never have known he had 
just come earlier in the evening from the size of the load he deposited on 
me.   Finally he let out a loud breath and collapsed to the side of me, his 
throbbing dick pressed up against my leg again.  He hugged me and we kissed, 
celebrating his orgasm.  After he had caught his breath, he looked at me with 
this fearful expression.

“You’re not mad at me, are you?

“Oh my god no, that’s OK Billy, I understand.”

Actually, I did NOT understand but I wasn't going to burst his bubble and 
ruin the evening for him.  My pussy felt SO empty, like it had been cheated 
in some way.  Billy noticed then that the movie was about to end and he 
seemed nervous that people would see us when they left so he smiled and 
kissed me. When we got dressed I found a good use for panties finally – to 
clean up the mess he had left all over my lower abdomen. Of course, I didn't 
bother trying to put the messy things back on again nor did I bother with the 
bra.

I wrapped up the panties with the cum inside as best as possible and stuffed 
my underwear into my purse. I squeezed myself back into my jeans and just 
left my blouse hanging outside instead of trying to tuck it back in again.  
We both crawled back to the front seats again and I lowered the mirror down 
to see myself.  My hair, as expected, was a mess but for once it’s lack of 
any body worked in my favor as I easily brushed it back out again.  I hadn’t 
fooled around with much makeup which again worked in my favor tonight.

Bill drove out of the theater lot and I realized I had no idea what movie was 
just ending! Although I remember looking at the sign outside, it couldn't 
have been very good as I don’t remember what it was and didn't even record it 
in my diary later.  On the way home I reached over to him with one hand and 
started playing with his cock through his pants again.  I was pleased to feel 
it immediately begin to harden again in response to my touch.  I started to 
undo his belt but he put his hand on mine, stopping me.

“Are you nuts Kelly? We’re in the middle of traffic!”

“Your point?” was my simple response as I went back to work on his pants. The 
traffic was pretty light this late at night and the van was pretty dark so 
the odds of anyone seeing us were slim at best.  Besides, I didn’t care if 
someone did see us.  If anything the thought of someone in a car next to us 
watching me as I gave Bill a blowjob made me hot and wet just thinking about 
it!

“Oh my god, I can’t believe this,” he groaned as I unzipped him and released 
his hardened cock from its prison.  I leaned over the console and started to 
give him another blowjob.  God I loved his cock! I only wished he had fucked 
me with it but at least I was getting another chance to suck it again. I took 
him all the way into my mouth and for several blocks just laid my head on his 
lap with his cock pushing against the back of my mouth, sucking on it like a 
giant popsicle. The bouncing of the van was enough to move him in my mouth 
such that I didn't have to do much more than just hold my head still and let 
it slide in and out on its own. It wasn't long before my efforts paid off as 
we waited a stoplight.

“Oh damn Kelly, I’m going to cum!” he groaned.  Then I felt him jerk and he 
said, “Oh my god, I think the guy in that car can see us!”

I really couldn't have cared less about anyone else at that moment.  All I 
could think about was the cum that was about to start spurting into my mouth.  
Since Bill had already started to climax, so there was no stopping this train 
now that it had left the station, no matter what might be happening outside. 
My pussy tingled as he started to cum and I took the first couple of loads in 
my mouth.   Then I lifted my head and let him drop from my mouth, letting him 
hit my face with the remaining ones.  The majority of his cum was in my mouth 
by then so it was enough to cover my cheeks and nose but without enough force 
to get into my hair or on my clothes. 

“What the hell are you doing Kelly?” he said as I quickly sat up and looked 
to the car next to us.  Sure enough there was a guy who looked to be in his 
forties or so staring us.  The streetlight at the intersection shined on my 
face and I know he must have been able to see the cum on my face.  I smiled 
at him and licked some of the cum on my lips.  Just then the light turned 
green but he made no effort to pull away.  I stuck my tongue out at him and 
hoped he could see Bill’s cum pooled on it.  Finally I swallowed it down and 
turned back to Bill who had been watching my little show.

“God, you really are a slut, aren’t you?” he said although it was more of a 
statement than a question.  I took some napkins out from the glove box and 
cleaned off my face.  Bill’s wet cock was still sticking out his pants but at 
the same time he was staring at me with eyes wide open.

“Well, isn’t that what the other boys say about me?” I responded coyly.

“Yeah but I thought it was just all talk... God, you’re insane!” he said, 
suddenly switching topics and laughing, “What if that had been someone we 
knew?”

I just grinned and finished wiping myself off.  It was clear that he really 
loved getting his cock sucked even if the circumstances were a bit 
“dangerous”.   In fact, I sucked Bill’s cock quite a few times after that.  
He quickly adopted my love of blowing him in public places and more than once 
we almost got caught, but it wouldn’t have been nearly as much fun otherwise.

Much to my disappointment, Bill never did fuck me.  We discussed it a few 
times and I learned that he had quite the religious side and claimed to be 
“saving himself for marriage”.  Personally, I’ve never been able to quite 
understand the concept as I don't care who someone had been with before me, 
it’s the here and now that’s important. Whether or not he kept to his guns 
until marriage, I have no idea, but I had to give him credit for having a LOT 
more resolve than your average teenage male (or any guy I’ve known for that 
matter).  Even though I made it clear to him that he was more than welcome to 
fuck me whenever he was ready, it never even came close to happening. 
Actually, it was this quality about him that has helped me to remember Bill 
over the years.  Bill has the distinction of being the only guy in my life 
that I made a conscious effort to have sex with me that refused my offer (not 
counting Brad Pitt of course).

THE END
