'That's it, you sweet fucker,' she cried, feeling the top ridge of his young bone-hard dick rubbing deliciously against her hard, swollen clitty. 'Oh, yes, baby, that's the way to fuck, you sweet fucker.'
With his youthful energy, the boy was thrusting at a rate of speed the woman had never thought possible. Terry's boy-sized prick wasn't filling her cunt the way she most enjoyed it, but the friction of his stiff dick against her quivering joy-button was driving the woman out of her mind. It was a wild new sensation that she'd never experienced before. Linda could hardly believe it when she felt her entire body tensing for an orgasm.
'Oh, Christ, honey,' she shrieked. 'Faster, baby! Don't stop! Don't stop! I'm coming, baby… COMMMIIIIINNNNGGGG!'
Exploding into a bone-rattling climax, she felt the youth's fresh young jizz gushing out of his belching cock. It felt so deliciously hot as it sprayed against the convulsing walls of her hungry fuck-hole.
'God, that was nice,' he whispered as the lovely woman held his trembling body in her arms. 'I've never felt anything so neat in my life.'
'It was wonderful for me, too,' she smiled, looking into his beaming freckled face. 'You're a great fucker.'
'Can I fuck you again sometime?' he asked.
'You sure can,' she grinned. 'And how would you like to screw Jill?'
'Are you serious?' he questioned her with a disbelieving voice.
'I'm serious,' was her answer. 'Would you like to fuck Jill?'
'Shit, yes,' be admitted. 'But she wouldn't let me.'
'Maybe I can talk her into it,' Linda grinned. 'Would you like that?'
'Jeez,' he gasped. 'Who wouldn't?'
'Okay,' the woman smiled, lowering her mouth down over his limp dick. 'After I've given you a few more lessons, I'll see what I can do about getting you and Jill together.'
CHAPTER TWO
A few days later, as Jill was walking through the park on the way home from Barbara Walker's house, her thoughts were on the exciting things her girl friend had told her. Recalling every naughty word of what Barbara had confided to her, Jill's young cunt was burning and itching with excitement. Although both girls had absolutely no experience with sex, it was the one thing they constantly talked about. Most of their discussions were vague fantasies, but today Barbara really had a story to tell. Last night Barbara had actually jacked off one of her brother's friends. Jill had never seen a boy's cock, but Barbara told her all about how it looked and felt. She had explained how hot and hard it felt in her hand, and Jill's cunt had become frothy with pussy juice when Barbara described how the jizz shot out of it.
Thinking about the discussion as she walked through the park, Jill was anxious to get home so she could go up to her room and masturbate. It was a hot afternoon, and as she passed an empty park bench that was under the shade of a tree, the teen decided to rest for a few minutes.
The girl's golden-tan skin gleamed in the sunlight. She was wearing short cut-offs and a halter top. With her long, chestnut-colored hair and flashing amber eyes, she was a lovely sight to behold. At the age of eighteen, her pert tits were poking out like two hard cones.
She had been sitting there for only two or three minutes when she noticed an old beat-up paperback book lying on the bench beside her. Picking it up and looking at the first page, the girl's eyes almost popped out of her head. It was a colored photograph of a naked man with a big stiff cock thrusting up in front of him. The trembling young girl had never seen anything like it in her life. The size of his big hairy balls was almost beyond her wildest imagination.
Turning the page, she came to a big close-up picture of a man's cock, and a beautiful young girl was licking the end of it with her tongue. Jill had never seen a dick before, but every minute detail was deliciously revealed to her in the enlarged photograph. She could almost feel the bumps and sinews that were clearly revealed under the tightly stretched skin of the stiff shaft.
Excitedly leafing through the pages, she found pictures of cocks buried deep in juicy pink cunts that were surrounded by silky pussy hairs. Another picture showed a big hard cock shooting jizz all over a beautiful woman's face as she tried to catch it in her eagerly open mouth. A picture that sent Jill's twat juice oozing into her panties showed a girl lying on her back while a man's face was buried between her open thighs, sucking on her swollen slit. Jill had never dreamed that people did these things to each other as she turned from one thrilling picture to the next.
When she'd leafed through the book about five or six times, the excited girl stuffed it into her bag and headed for home. She couldn't wait to get to her room where she could finger herself off while looking at pictures of these beautiful big dicks.
Entering the house, Jill was just starting upstairs when she heard her mother calling to her from the living room.
'Yes, Mom,' she called back.
'Come here a minute, honey,' her mother sang out.
Walking into the living room, the girl was surprised to see Terry McGuire, the cute red-haired paper boy, sitting there with her mom.
'Hi, Terry,' the girl smiled. 'What are you doing here?'
'Hi,' he answered. 'Just talking to your mother.'
Sitting down on a chair across from them, Jill was surprised to see her mother wearing a housecoat that late in the day. It embarrassed the girl a bit as she could see almost all the way up between the woman's bare thighs under the short gown. She wondered if the scanty attire bothered Terry.
'What have you been talking about?' Jill asked, to make conversation. She was still puzzled about the paperboy being in the house.
'Just about boys and girls,' Linda answered her daughter.
'What about them?' asked Jill, still a bit confused.
'We were discussing the differences,' her mother smiled.
'That's a dumb conversation,' Jill giggled, getting up to go to her room where she could study her pictures and masturbate.
'Not really,' her mother said. 'How many people fully understand the difference?'
'I guess everybody,' was the girl's reply.
'Do you?'
'Sure, I guess so.'
'Have you ever seen a man's thing?' her mother asked.
'What?' gasped Jill, thinking she'd heard wrong. 'Have you ever seen a boy's prick?' her mother repeated with a bit more directness.
'Well,' Jill stammered, embarrassed at this conversation in front of Terry. 'I guess not really.'
'Then how can you say everyone knows?' her mother persisted.
'I've seen pictures,' Jill blushed, thinking about the neat book in her bag.
'Pictures!' her mother scoffed. 'Pictures aren't the real thing.'
Jill was completely dumbfounded by the way her mother was talking. Not only was the girl tacked, but she was completely embarrassed by this discussion in front of Terry.
'Jill,' the woman smiled at her daughter, 'you're eighteen years old, and I think it's time for you to find out what a cock looks like.'
'Oh Mother,' the girl blushed. 'Let's talk about this later.'
'No,' her mom said in a stem voice. 'It's time you find out about cocks.'
The girl just stared at her mother, not knowing what to say.
'Terry,' said Linda, turning to the young boy. 'Will you take your pants down and let Jill look at your prick?'
'Sure,' he grinned, standing up and dropping his cut-offs as Linda had directed hint to do while they were
