Save The Last Dance For Us
by lastone 

If you are under 18 this story isn't for you. If it's illegal to read it where you are it also isn't for you. Please go elsewhere. Remember it's all fiction, no one was harmed in the writing this story and it never took place.

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On a warm June evening Sally goes to the last dance of the year. Her short skirt attracts attention but two boys in particular pay her the most notice. The three of them end up back at her house for a little more dancing. (mmf-teens, youth, 1st, unprotected sex)

It was a warm June night, one of those evenings you have been waiting for all spring, summer weather. It didn't matter if it was warm Sally would still have dressed the way she was. After all it was the last dance of the year. School would be out in another week and next year she would be going to the big house, high school. But that wasn't for almost another three months.  

She hit the dance floor the minute she got there. Some of the snobby girls thought she was disgusting. It was ok for them to be dressed that way but Sally was different than them. First her parents didn't have 
money and second she didn't have the same body as they did. 

Sally wasn't fat not even close but she did have a few extra pounds on her frame. Her clothes only magnified the dilemma. Almost all the girls had the same clothes on. After all mini skirts were in fashion. Her skirt was so short tonight she had to be careful the way she bent over.

Sally had been running late, she wanted to look good tonight. She grabbed the white dress from the closet, pulled it over her head. It looked bunchy around the chest from her bra. She knew some older girls were not wearing bras but her mom would never let her out of the house without one. But she would try. She snapped the nylons onto her garter belt but that was no good. 

The skirt was so short the snaps showed. Running for her older sister's room she knew she had a pair of pantyhose she could borrow. This was the first time Sally had worn a pair. Not able to decide at first she finally took off her panties before tugging up the tight fitting hose. 

The gymnasium was not air conditioned. Beads of sweat ran from her hairline. She was also perspiring in her pantyhose causing them to become uncomfortable. She wished she had worn the panties underneath them. At one point she was tempted to shuck them in the girl's room 
but knew they would be missed.

All evening she danced, and the boys loved it. Some sat on the wood bleaches gawking as she and other girls twisted their bodies causing their skirts to ride high up on her thighs. Other boys cherished the chance to dance with her. But there were a few lucky ones who got to slow-dance with her. 

They were very happy boys. After only a few steps each boy would pop a boner. Sally felt the lumps in their pants. She liked having this power. Her mind wondered what they looked liked but knew it was no-no to even think about looking at one. Her mom told her boys would try to do "stuff" with her and she should resist at all cost. Mom never explained what "stuff" they would try.

Two boys in particular made it a point to get to her first when the slow ones started. Robert and Timothy were good friends but friendship has bounds when a girl is involved. They each tried their best to woo the innocent girl. At ten thirty Principal Vickory announced the final dance. Timothy grabbed Sally first to the demise of Robert. Timothy leaned into Sally forcing his dick onto her leg. Halfway through the song Robert switched with Timothy for his turn. Embarrassed Timothy quickly sat down to conceal his hard-on. 

The boys were walking home when the Cadillac stopped. Sally's dad asked them if they wanted a lift. She talked her dad into letting them come over for a little bit. Her mom was already in bed when they arrived. Her dad promptly announced he was going to bed and read the riot act not once but twice. The boys were to be gone before eleven-thirty; they were to stay in the family room and no horseplay of any kind. Looking directly at both boys when he said "of any kind" they got the message loud and clear.

In the small family room the record player quietly spilled out soft songs as Robert and Timothy took turns holding her tightly while dancing not wanting the night to end. After awhile Sally almost collapsed onto the futon. The room was still warm and all three young 
bodies were perspiring. She felt horrid with the nylon pantyhose digging into her crotch. 

Politely she excused herself ducking into the kitchen were she yanked the pantyhose off throwing them into the corner. Unbeknown to her the boys had a perfect view. Although the kitchen was dark they watched her 
shimmy out of them. When she bent over to remove them her bare ass was in plain sight. When boys this age see a girls ass it throws all rational thoughts out the window.

They didn't have to plan or scheme, they knew what they wanted. As soon as she fell back into the futon Robert was leaning into her young body overwhelming her with a wet kiss. Sally was taken back at first and tried to fight him off. Her mother had warned her. But the thoughts hastily went from fear to pleasure and Sally kissed him back. 

Robert slid over closer until he was straddling her. When they came up for air he fell to the floor in front of her. Her skirt had ridden up allowing Robert a glimpse of her beaver. For her age she had an enormous patch of fur, never trimming it, no need for it, who would see it. She reached forward for another kiss.

As Sally leaned forward Timothy delicately pulled the zipper on the dress down. Almost as if it was planned Robert reached up pulling the dress away from her chest. Not once did she protest. With her arms removed from the sleeves Timothy's hands were on her tits while Robert continued pulling the white cotton dress down her body. She was starting to get apprehensive as Robert struggled to pull the dress over her hips

Timothy pulled her head to the side sticking his tongue in her mouth. She wiggled her ass enough so Robert was now kneeling in front of a naked girl. All three adolescents had a hard time understanding the situation they were in. Hidden under the excitement their inner conscience knew it was wrong. The boys had a hard time grasping why a girl would let them strip her naked. Sally was physically tired but her mental state was in grave question. Her mind kept telling her no over and over but still she let them disrobe her.   

Robert pulled her pudgy body forward until her ass was at the edge of the cushion. Then he effortlessly spread her legs apart. To his amazement even in the dim light it wasn't what he expected. 

Almost dismayed he stared at the fur; spreading her a slight bit wider he noticed a small slit in the middle of the hair patch. As the faint light behind him shined on her private area he detected wetness on the gash. At the same time he was taken aback when he breathed in. 

Without panties to wick her sweaty moisture away it collected all night on her pussy and hair. Robert thought for a second he would gag from the smell. But he was green and naive when it came to sex. Figuring this was what it was supposed to smell like he just ignored the smell. Still kneeling in front of her he unbuckled his pants letting them fall to the floor around his knees. 

With Sally on the edge of the futon Robert brought her legs up and spread her legs a wider while he nuzzled into her crotch. Timothy watched in awe as Robert pulled his underwear down over his hips. Timothy looked at best friend's dick. Astonished at the size compared to his. Timothy thought he was big at five inches but Robert had an inch on him, it was much fatter than his making it look huge. 

If Sally knew what was about to penetrate her she surely would have clamped her legs shut. Taking his dick in hand he poked around the moist spot. Not a clue of what he was supposed to do natural instincts began to take over. Sliding the tip of his dick along the edge of her crack while picking up wetness he started to advance forward.

Instead of ramming it home he slowly leaned his body into hers with his head coming to rest on her tits. He felt like he was in a cartoon, a cartoon in slow motion as his hip continued forward. Sally instinctively elevated her legs slightly as she felt Robert's pecker 
split her cunt lips. With his dick coated with a blend of sweat and mucus the head slipped out of sight. It certainly felt good to both the teenagers. 

He didn't stop there, uninterrupted his advance continued. Sally felt pain as the dick was swallowed up into her cunt. For a few seconds the pain was so intense she bit her lower lip to quell the urge to scream. Then it was gone, gone completely as quick as it came. Robert thought it felt good when the head of his dick was engulfed but this was to die for. It was so tight with her body stretched firmly around his pecker. As he pulled back she grabbed a hold of his mid-section and pulled him towards her not wanting him to leave. 

Robert quickly realized what she wanted. With repeated small withdrawals and meager thrusts forward he steadily fucked her. Timothy watched, confused and intimidated as Robert kept up his calculated pace. He knew from experience he would have blown his wad by now. 

He just never lasted when he jerked off. When it was his turn he would be embarrassed he just knew it. Sally was getting into it; she wanted no part of Timothy pushing his advances away when he groped her tits. Instead she had a firm grip on Robert's waist. He never sped up. Sally subconsciously knew what Robert would do inside her. Mumbling to him sharp words "don't shoot inside me." Although Robert heard her he wasn't about to obey them.

His attack lasted for a full four or five minutes. He knew it was over, even when he rested until the urge went away it came back all the sooner when he started up again. The last minutes were unbearable, he wanted to orgasm so bad but it felt so good fucking her he wanted it to go on and on. The last time he rested he went in as far as he could; with the tip of his dick aimed at her cervix canal he felt his insides start to boil. 

The dick started to twitch, jerk and spasm as he felt his boy seed begin its journey from within. Then reality hit, not wanting to knock her up with one quick motion his dick was out of her. The boy didn't know any better. Grabbing his dick in hand he rubbed the upper end of it while it spurted out gooey globs of sperm. 

Robert never made an attempt to shoot on her belly or anywhere else, instead he aimed it at her slightly divided cunt lips. In his young mind he was safe since he pulled out and none actually went inside her. As with any young teenager there were several strong squirts before it subsided and dribbled out his hole.

Collapsing onto her body the cum dripped off her pussy onto the futon and floor. After a long minute he got a good look at her. Wiping away the cum with her white dress until both her pussy and his dick were clean. He thought it safe again to slide inside her. But he wouldn't stay rigid for long and after a feeble attempt he gave up as his dick was released from her. 

Sally felt it was only fair to consent to Timothy's turn although she wasn't into it. But she had no reason to fear. Timothy was right, he couldn't last. As he rubbed his dick around in the left over discharges he stated to cum. Not wanting to loose the chance he shoved fast. 

His dick was inside the girl but he was wise after watching Robert. He yanked the thing out and cummed hard. Spurting out uncontrollably cum landed allover her, her legs, her cunt, and pubic hairs. As he hunched 
onto her his dick rested on her cunt lips as the final dribbles seeped out. 

They never knew when he showed up, but there was Sally's dad standing in the shadows of the kitchen in his bathrobe watching the performance. In disbelieve he gazed around the family room. Timothy had moved aside and Robert was sprawled out on the futon beside Sally. His little girl had cum all over her lower body and there on floor a small puddle that had dripped off her. 

The boys hastily pulled up their pants but Sally couldn't find her dress. As dad stepped inside the room Timothy and Robert prepared for their death as Sally sat naked crying a flood of tears. As the boys cowered towards the door they couldn't help but notice the front of his bathrobe. He obviously had a hard-on from watching them. 

He grabbed for the two but wasn't quick enough and they were out the door and gone but he still had that hard-on. 


