Tessie's thighs. She parted them, just a little, to accommodate him.
'Let me open the top of your bathin' suit.'
'No. Please don't.'
'But you let me touch your tits, you let me put my hand under the material. Why not just take it off?'
'No!'
He didn't say anything else. Gene bent his head forward and kissed the flesh bulging from the top of the bikini bra. Tessie moaned loudly and squirmed under him, causing his erection to rub against her pussy. She moaned again and arched her body up against his. His tongue forced itself into her mouth and she eagerly sucked on it. He pumped his groin against hers, and gently kneaded her breasts with his hand. His other hand inched slowly across her thigh, and he stretched his fingers towards the elastic that held the bikini bottoms tightly against her soft flesh. He could feel the stray strands of pubic hair that jutted out from under the elastic, and he pulled gently on them. Tessie moaned deep in her throat and tightened her clasp on him.
'I'm going to miss you, Tessie. Oooh so much.' He whispered the words slowly into her ear.
Tessie's thighs spread further apart.
'Maybe you could come out on weekends, or I could come to the city, and -' He began licking the swell of flesh that oozed now from the top of her bathing suit. Gene's hand darted quickly between their bodies and he cupped the mound of her pussy, feeling the spread of wetness that coated the crotch of her bikini.
'You'll really miss me? Really?' Tessie clawed her nails down his back and shut her eyes tightly.
'Mmmmm. Very much.' Two fingers quickly shoved under the red material and he pressed them down against her clitoris.
'I'll miss… oooh!' Her legs were wide apart now, bending at the knees. 'Gene! No! Please don't!'
'Tessie, please. It's our last night together.' His fingers parted her cuntlips and teased the wet flesh between them.
'Gene. You promised. Not under my pants.' She wrapped her legs around his body and humped wildly against the palm of his hand, causing his fingertips to slide slightly into her spasming cunthole.
'Please, Tessie. Please! All summer I've wanted you and all summer you stopped me.' With his free hand, he fumbled at the snap of his shorts. It opened and he tugged at the material. The zipper slid quietly open and his cock, thankful to be free of the confines of his denims, loomed out from the pants' opening. 'Don't stop me tonight, Tessie.'
He held her hand and guided it towards his throbbing organ. 'Touch me.' He placed her hand on the naked flesh of his penis and it pulsed at her touch.
Tessie withdrew her hand. 'No!'
He put her hand back on his cock. 'Yes!' He held her hand firmly on the organ. 'Feel how hard I am. For you… I'm hard for you, Tessie.'
Awkwardly she gripped the male flesh. He released his hand from hers and she let go of him. He put her hand back and she gripped his penis again.
'Oh Gene.'
He masturbated her clitoris again, underneath her bathing suit, and pumped his cock in and out of her hand.
'Gene!' Tessie felt a nervous flutter in her stomach and she felt her vagina clutch open and closed around Gene's fingers. 'Gene, stop. I feel strange. I have to pee.'
His fingers moved quickly now, rotating the little bud of her girl flesh between his fingers, pressing it gently against her. In response, her fingers gripped tighter around his cock and he pumped even faster. 'It's all right, Tessie. Relax. Relax and enjoy what's going to happen.' He stabbed his tongue into her ear and blew a steady stream of hot breath at her earlobe.
'Gene! Gene, what's happening?' She squirmed her ass against the ground beneath them, and her legs kicked against his back. She felt the fingertips enter her hole, just slightly, and the she lost control completely. 'Ooooh! Oh, Gene!'
Gene knew that this was Tessie's first orgasm ever, and the expression on her little-girl face caused his cock to throb wildly in her hand. She kicked frantically at him. He watched her head toss from side to side on the ground, her brown hair splayed across the grass, some of it wrapped around her face as she lost herself to the throes of this first orgasm. One nipple poked itself out of the top of the bikini bra, as the suit became twisted from her frenzied movements. Gene quickly sucked the little brown hard nipple into his mouth and bit it gently.
Tessie came again and her hand squeezed Gene's prick. The rod jumped in her hand and then Gene poured come into it, down her arm, splattered her thigh, and puddled on her stomach. Both teenagers were breathing heavily, their bodies heaving against each other. And then they lay quietly in the grass, she feeling ashamed and he feeling proud of his achievement.
'What happened to me?' She didn't look at him when she spoke.
'You came. You came twice, in fact.'
Gene explained to Tessie about coming; he showed her the drying sperm that stuck to her flesh and told her that was the results of her own passions. All the time he spoke to her, he held her tightly in his arms, sensing that she needed the reassurance of his presence. They shared another joint together and by the time they finished smoking it, both were ready to rejoin the party around the pool. Tessie didn't feel ashamed anymore. Coming wasn't anything to be afraid of. She liked it.
He helped her to her feet and they both ran towards the pool, racing each other. There were a lot of kids in the pool and a large beach ball was being tossed about the water. The ball sailed through the air and bounced onto the concrete around the pool, stopping when it hit against Tessie's feet.
She scooped the ball into her hands and was about to toss it back into the water when someone took it from her. It was Bob.
'Hi.' He flashed his white teeth again. 'Where you been?' He raised his eyebrows and winked as he looked back and forth, from Gene to her.
Tessie blushed, convinced that Bob and everybody else had watched her with Gene. 'Around.'
'Want a beer?'
'What happened to racing me across the pool, Bob?'
'Too late now. I'll never make it. How 'bout the her?'
'Okay.' Tessie turned to look at Gene, but he was already in the pool, dunking some girl's head under the water.
Bob slipped his arm under Tessie's and led her towards a table of food that was set up, near the bath houses. He tossed the beach ball back over his shoulders and it splashed loudly into the water.
All around the pool there were clusters of kids. Some were in small circles, passing amend cans of beer, or joints, or both. Some curled up and went to sleep, others sprawled op lawn chairs. Couples that had paired off for petting were scattered about, openly fondling each other. Along the fence that enclosed the large expanse of property were couples who preferred to shield themselves in the dark shadows of the night. The music had long stopped and except for an occasional giggle, or sigh, the night was quiet. The kids who had been in the pool slowly took the silence as their cue that the party had turned in a different direction.
Bob and Tessie reached the food table and filled their paper plates with what was left. Bob led Tessie to a vacant spot against the fence. On the way, Tessie tripped over something and Bob caught her arm.
'Hey! Watch out!'
'Sorry! I didn't see -' Tessie's mouth hung open. She looked down to see Mim, completely naked, her legs spread wide and Johnny kneeling between her thighs. 'Wha – '
Bob tugged at her arm and the bewildered, young teenage girl numbly followed him. Tessie looked closer at the couples around the fence. Many of them were naked and some of them were actually having sex – all the way sex. Tessie felt a twinge of fear, but mostly she felt excited. She remembered Gene's words, and what she had done with him under the willow tree. Coming, she thought, coming is nice. I like it. She held Bob's hand tightly and together they sat against the fence, propping the plates of food on their laps.
They ate in silence, and Tessie listened to the sounds that murmured around her. 'Harder!' she heard someone say, a girl's voice, she thought. 'Ahhh, more… harder!' said the same voice. Tessie listened to the sounds of raspy breathing, to inaudible whispers, to the rustle of clothing. Her nipples were hard again, and she ate her bologna sandwich, unaware that she was doing so. The touch of Bob's arm against hers made the hairs on her
