"God, Laurie," exclaimed Sid as he stood in the door of her house. "If you wear that to the dance, they'll throw us in the slammer for inciting a riot!"
"You like the outfit? I put it on just for you?" She almost laughed as she looked down and saw his hard-on through his jeans. It didn't take much getting Sid excited.
Sid wouldn't have described his condition in exactly the same way that Laurie would. It took damn little clothing to get him excited. And that was precisely what she wasn't wearing. Clothing.
The halter top left so little to his imagination his mouth was almost watering.
The twin globes of her fits bulged up and threatened to spill out of her top at any instant. The shirttails of the blouse had been pulled together and knotted just under her boobs.
And the flat, smooth plain of her belly was disturbed only by her deep, sensuous bellybutton. And Sid was definitely disturbed by that. He wanted to drop to his knees and shove his tongue into that depression, drag his tongue all over her stomach and then, and then…
He couldn't decide.
The skirt she had on was a micro-mini that barely covered her ass. He hadn't seen anything that short in ages and ages. It wasn't stylish. And he didn't give a shit. It showed off the girl's legs to the best advantage. Long, lithe, they flashed whitely in the dimness of the hail light.
As Laurie brushed against him going out the door, Sid noticed something else about her dress. He couldn't see the telltale line showing where her panties were. Any skirt that tight would have to reveal her undies. He could tell she wasn't wearing the panty-hose with the built-in panties. She wasn't wearing stockings of any kind. That was warm, wonderful flesh with nothing between it and his hand.
The thought shocked him. She wasn't wearing any underwear at all!
Just that thin halter top with her fits almost falling out and the skin-tight skirt barely covering her ass. That was it. And she was naked under the top and the skirt.
"You've figured it out, haven't you, Sid?" she said sweetly.
"Sweet as any angel-or devil."
"Yeah. Boy, if the heat comes, we'll be doing time until next century."
"Worry you?"
"No, dammit. It excites me. And if it does that to me, old cool-as-an-icecube me, what'll it do to all the other studs at the dance? Christ, they'll be lining up to gang bang you."
The thought echoed through her head. To be gang banged was something which both fascinated and repelled her. To have all those guys wanting her, wanting to fuck her, was a turn-on. She could dig it.
But she was selective. She'd want to pick which ones. It didn't matter how many wanted her-or how many of them she wanted-but the idea she could do the choosing was important.
"Good. I hoped it would get you just a teeny bit hot for me. Just wait till you see me dancing!"
She gave a provocative wiggle of her hips that set Sid's heart to hammering.
Her tits loosely swayed back and forth and the action of her ass was enough to make him want to rip the cloth off and get right to her snatch. His cock was already hurting him.
But that could wait. He saw what a power trip it would be for him to show up at the dance with a chick looking this foxy.
He'd be the envy of half the school-the male half.
All the way to the dance, Laurie kept brushing her hand over his crotch, running the zipper of his fly up and down the track. Once, she'd even gone down and mouthed his prick.
Not for long, but enough to almost make him lose control of the car. Her wet mouth felt so good on his hot cock, he wished she'd go on and suck him off. The release would keep him from embarrassing himself later on.
As if anyone would notice Their eyes would all be on Laurie and her scandalous outfit. He could just sit back and gloat the entire evening.
Gloat and wish he could fuck the hell out of her.
Laurie secretly exulted in the silent youth's actions. She knew how hot he was for her. If Sid was this way, the other guys in the school would be stepping all over their tongues as they followed her around. She'd show them virtually everything.
At the dance, it was just as she'd expected. The music didn't stop because it was being furnished by a disco setup and there was a DJ running the stereo. But she thought it might have skipped a couple tracks as the DJ looked up, saw her, and hit the tone arm of the record player.
The, other guys were just as quiet as could be. Then the undercurrents of gossip started.
Laurie could imagine what they were all saying. And Sid, gripping her arm, seemed as much excited by the prospect as she was. That made it nicer, sharing her moment of triumph over all these dull people.
When she started dancing with Sid, she knew every eye in the place was on her.
Her ass twitched and wiggled and snapped back and forth to the record playing,
"Can't Get No Nookie" by the Masked Marauders.
Sid, his eyes on her dancing boobs, shouted over the too-loud music, "Where'd they ever get that batch of songs? Damned raunchy music. And I love it!"
Laurie didn't answer. She continued wiggling, making sure every muscle in her lithe body was given a workout.
The way her fits bounced and danced around was enough to give every stud's cock a workout, too. Her jugs traced Out invisible figure-eight patterns in front of her. And the way they seemed to sway was enough to give the bronze •statute of Walter Williams, after whom the school had been named, a hard-on, too.
She loved the attention she was getting.
The music stopped and the DJ, Smilin' Vic, one of the local radio celebrities, announced, "Next up is 'She's As Beautiful As A Foot' by the Blue Oyster Cult.
A dance contest, gang. The best gets a new album! Hot shirt, hit it, Cult!"
The raucous strains filled the gymnasium. Most of the couples didn't have their hearts in it-because their eyes were on Laurie.
When the winner was announced, it was no miracle she was presented with the album. No one had been watching to see if anyone else was doing anything at all.
The studs began lining up then, their courage as high as their cocks, to ask her to dance. Sid smiled and motioned her to dance with any of them she liked.
He could get off just watching her.
He unstrapped his camera and began taking pictures of her almost having a tit flop out here or a hint of snatch being exposed there. He knew he'd have some prime pictures for his collection by the end of the evening. One of the unsuccessful ones came up to Sid and asked, "Aren't you pissed off that she's dancing with all those other guys? I mean, if she were my chick…"
Sid looked him in the eye and said, "I don't care if she dances with them all night. For, my good man, when we leave, I get her. And I don't mean just dancing, either. So, let her get good and hot. I'll be more than happy to stoke her fires after the dance."
The guy started to say something, then snapped his mouth shut. He knew he was beaten. He joined the rest of the stags hanging around the spiked punch.
Laurie came over, flushed and happy. She smiled, reached up and gripped each of Sid's ears and pulled him down to give him a deep, lingering kiss. He felt her tongue stroking over his lips, then plunged deep into his mouth. Their tongues dueled for a moment, then she broke away.
"Let's split, Sid. I've worked up enough appetite, I guess."
He put his camera away and said, "Yeah. So have I, just watching you, so have
I!"
"That's the idea, lover. I like 'em to be ready and willing."
"Laurie, with you, I'll always be ready and willing. And right now, I'm hard and dry."
"Hmm, poor baby. I know just the place to put it so it'll stay hard and get all wet and warm. How's that sound?"
"Dynamite. Where to?"
"The parking lot"
Sid laughed. "You do have some screwy ideas. But I said I was ready and willing. So if fucking in the parking is your idea of a turn-on, let's go find my car and get it on."
In the parking lot, Sid started to open the door. Laurie's hand clamped down on his wrist.
"What is it?"
"Not inside, Sid. Not in the car," she said, a wicked gleam in her emerald green eyes.
"So where do you want to do it? On the roof?"
"Why not?"
"Aw, come off it. On the friggin' roof of the… my god, you're not joking, are you?"
She smiled evilly and jumped up onto the hood of his car. It was an old model with a fancy hood ornament in the shape of a rocket. She spread her legs and swiftly lowered her body over the tip of the cold chrome.
"Don't let me stay alone. Please! This thing is cold!"
Sid shivered-and it wasn't from the cold. He had something which was hot, which would take away all the coldness lurking in her tiny little manhole. And he wasn't going to pass up this chance. It seemed kinky to him, fucking on top of a car, but if that's what this sexy chick wanted, he'd deliver.
He climbed up alongside the girl and pulled her away from the hood ornament. He told her, "You make a hell of a nice hood decoration but I've got better uses for you."
His hands began pulling up her short skirt. He didn't have far to go to uncover her bare snatch. Probing fingers found she was already wet and ready for his cock.
"I hope you have better uses for me than sitting on top of this old car. I'd much rather sit on top of your old prick!"
Her eager fingers had already unzipped his jeans. His cock leaped out to greet her. She licked her lips slowly at the sight of his huge prick. To have it surging all the way up her cunt was all she could think about. The sight of-the fierce red tool wiped all other thoughts' from her mind.
Not so with Sid. He had himself an armful of wanton, willing sex maniac and was going to get his rocks off-all the way. No holding back, no halfway stuff, he was going to fuck the hell out of her.
His hands gripped eagerly at her tits. The knot holding her blouse together easily yielded to his fingers. Both tits sprang out like they were jet propelled. He hadn't realized just how tight her halter top had been until that instant.
Her nipples were already hard, throbbing with lust and just begging to be popped into her mouth. He never hesitated. He clamped his lips on the crest of her left jug and sucked for all he was worth. When she moaned and shoved her chest toward him, silently ordering him to take more of her tit into his mouth, he knew he was getting to her.
There was so much territory on her lithe young body to explore. He was having a hard time figuring out where to start.
He compromised. His hands worked over her ass and legs. His mouth was granted sole domain over her boobs.
This pleased both of them.
"Oh, yes, yesss! Suck 'em good. I love the feel of your mouth all over my little titties! And my ass! Ungh!"
His probing fingers had been exploring the deep canyon between the thick slabs of her asscheeks. At the bottom, he started wiggling until he found the tightly puckered anus. His finger drove in hard up her asshole.
The tight ring of muscle around his finger felt like a hangman's noose. His mind ran wild, thinking what it would be like having his prick up there, fucking her, feeling the heat and tightness of her back door.
His other hand was occupied by her fleecy pussy mound. The fur was becoming damp with her juices leaking from between tightly clenched pussy lips. When his finger wormed up into her cunt, she screamed.
He looked up, horrified. They were in the middle of the school parking lot. If anyone heard her scream and came to see, they'd both be shit out of luck.
"Hey, cool it, will you?" he said. "If you can't keep that mouth of yours shut, I'll have to do it for you."
"Ummm," she sighed, wiggling her hips around the fingers up her cunt and asshole. "That sounds niiiice!"
"Hell with it! I'm so fuckin' hard now I can barely stand it. You turn me into some kind of animal, know that?"
"Yes!"
"Shit, I might have guessed!"
With a rolling motion, he was between her legs. He had to pull his fingers out of her cunt and asshole, but he didn't mind. He was able to stuff something more enjoyable into her pussy.
His cock sank all the way out of sight up her seething hot clinging tight cunt.
She gasped and started to cry out again. He stifled her screams of joy with his mouth. It was the only way he could keep her from attracting the attention of everyone in the school.
Her legs opened to him, gave him the perfect target for his cock. He moved slowly back and forth, fucking her with deliberate strokes. There didn't seem to be any rush. Sure, they might be discovered but he'd found out that got him even hotter than normal.
She could turn any guy into a rutting beast but the thrill of being seen fucking her was as big a treat as anything else.
That was saying a hell of a lot. His cock was entirely surrounded by the hot sheath of her cunt. Her legs pressed against the sides of his body, pulling him in deeper, urging him to screw her even faster.
She would have cried out again when he rammed hard and fast up her cunt if his, mouth hadn't been, clamped firmly on hers. Their tongues were passionately locked in an oral embrace. Their saliva mixed like fine wine making both of them slightly drunk.
But it was the idea they might be discovered that spurred both of the teenagers on.
He began fucking her faster and faster until the car springs were actually squeaking. The ages-old fucking rhythm was causing the car to gently roll back and forth on its wheels.
Both were oblivious to the motion. If anything, it just added to their pleasure. All she could think about was the expert way he was driving his cock into her twat. He didn't just fuck her back-forth, back-forth. He varied his strokes, made her guess how he was going to jam himself all the way up her quim the next time.
The friction he was building up between the walls of her cunt and the sides of his prick was enough to drive her out of her mind with lust. But he made sure she received more, much more.
Once he came in like a corkscrew. He spiraled all the way up her twat, his hips working feverishly. Once inside her, his cock buried in the deepest recesses of her pussy, she felt as if he'd thrust a stirring rod into her guts. Another time he used short, rapid strokes to-inflame her desires even more.
He was playing her for all it was worth.
Then he really touched her, secret spot. His mouth left hers and he hotly whispered in her ear, "Careful! They might see us! They're over there and getting closer!"
"Who? My god, we… oh, ummm, oh!"
"No, way will I stop now. Just, be quiet and maybe they won't see us. Or hear us."
He kept up his active fucking. His hips were tireless. He was a fucking machine giving and receiving the ultimate pleasure. And all the while, he was telling her how close people were getting to them, building up her fear-desire of being discovered.
The youth was only telling her this to get her even more worked up than she was. And it succeeded. He could feel her cunt squeezing down powerfully on his cock. If a velvet-lined vise gripped his prick, then tightened, the sensation couldn't have been much different.
But what a way to go!
He kept fucking, no matter how tightly she gripped and clutched at him with her pussy. The muscles were strong, youthful, delightful. And he loved the way her body quivered every time he mentioned someone approaching. He was stringing her out sexually.
All he had to do now was pluck her string and vibrate with her!
When they came, it was together. A volcano of lust burst from the tip of his prick and whitewashed her cunt. His cock bucked and jerked passionately in the seething hot confines of her box.
And she was pushed over the edge of the cliff and fell and fell and fell. The cum she was experiencing was so intense it seemed to go on forever. Being seen … his hard cock… hot, flowing love… her cunt walls convulsing with orgasm… his body pressing down heavily on her tits…
All that and more crashed into her brain and body. She was gasping, biting her lower lip, quivering like a virgin getting laid for the first time.
She knew sex was great. She'd never thought it could be this great.
By the time Ski's cock had dribbled out of her cunt, the girl was panting but able to focus her eyes again~ Laurie looked accusingly at Sid and said, "There wasn't anyone coming. We were alone all the time!"
"Yeah, we were alone but I don't know how you can say no one was cumming. I sure as hell did. And if you were faking it, you're going to make the best actress since Garbo."
Laurie laughed, then tried to sit up. The car was wallowing like a beached whale under them.
"God, how did we ever fuck on top of this thing? It rolls around like the springs are shot."
"No more shock absorbers, that's for sure," agreed Sid. "But they were there before we started. We just did a lot to the old buggy. You might say we really gave it shocks."
Laurie laughed again. As Sid helped her off the car, she couldn't help noticing the cold metal against her bare butt. To actually screw on the hood of a car in the parking lot! She almost came again just thinking about it.
This was living!