ramming back into Sheree like a log coming down a chute.
'Ahhhh!' Sheree howled, the cum boiling out of her coiled shut pussy in a torrent of cunt juice. It flooded over Johnny's buried prick and sent Sheree into orbit. She creamed and thrashed beneath him as he fucked her unmercifully. She dug her heels into his ass and forced him to the limit on the down strokes. She shrieked in ecstasy and sucked at his retreating cock wildly with her cunt walls on the upstrokes.
Red waves of orgasm tore through her spine and made her tits spasm with little tremors of their own. Sheree writhed and crushed herself still tighter against Johnny's pressing chest.
The first gushes of boiling cum shot out of Johnny's balls and purled out into Sheree's gooey cunt, making her own orgasm even more intense. She wriggled her hips in perfect time with his deep thrusts and drew every drop of burning cock cream from his clenching nuts. He moaned and babbled with delirious excitement as he pumped her full of his boiling jism.
The big athlete rode and rode on Sheree's humping, sucking cunt until his cock was as limp as it had been after the blow job she hid treated him to earlier. It slipped out of her at last, hanging loose and cum dripping over her wet cunt hair and dribbling strands of white semen down onto her cream-filled pussy lips.
Johnny crawled out from between her legs and collapsed face down on the hot tarp beside the panting girl. Sheree lay still for a long time, catching her breath and looking up at the clear blue sky.
At last, Sheree got up and dashed to the water, diving and cutting the surface with hardly a splash. She knew as she touched the pond bottom and headed back up toward the sparkling sunlight, that she was Johnny Hollister's steady girl again. The tingling sense of well being this gave her sent little waves of pleasure through her freshly fucked pussy.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Sheree sat staring at the picture in the fan magazine. She was upstairs, in her bedroom, sitting in the middle of the room, looking at Marie Osmond's legs.
Not really at the legs, Sheree admitted to herself with disgust. Really, she was wondering what the pussy nestled between those finely chisled thighs looked like!
Sheree threw the magazine down on the bed, angry at herself. It wasn't the fact that she had a more than passing interest in the teenage singing star's cunt that disgusted Sheree. It was the fact that she had been trying to fool herself about her fondness for female flesh during the last few weeks.
It had been three weeks since Johnny had fucked her at the swimming hole. They had been together daily since that glorious hot afternoon, and Sheree had to admit, he was getting so good that it was heart stopping. He had learned how to ass fuck, how to mouth fuck, and how to rip her pussy to pieces in every position imaginable.
But his cunt eating ability was still poor to fair. The big lug was enthusiastic enough, but he lacked finesse. Sheree longed for the hot thrills of a really talented tongue like DeeDee's snaking up her pussy.
Also, there was Johnny's rather disappointing attitude toward trade offs and group sex. He calmly maintained that he would kill any guy who ever looked twice at Sheree, and she believed him.
Sheree had thought that with a real super-stud guy like Johnny. She would never miss group scenes or female loving that much.
A plan began to form in Sheree's mind. There was only one way Johnny would ever consent to her screwing another guy with his knowledge – and that was to get him to fuck another girl in front of her, preferably while Sheree was involved in the whole scene. A three way! It was the only way!
The idea hit Sheree square between the eyes as she pondered her situation. Scottie! Scottie Johnson, the vibrant little thirteen-year-old who used to hang around with Sheree and Pam at school. She had been out of town with her parents on vacation ever since school had gotten out, but she had to be back by now.
Sheree covered the few blocks to Scottie's house in a trance-like state.
'Sheree Sable, you are lookin' dyn-o-mite! What have you been up to?' Scottie asked breathlessly as she answered Sheree's knock.
Sheree didn't answer right away. She just stood and mentally licked her lips. Scottie was definitely a first class piece of pussy.
Only thirteen, Scottie was as virginal as Sheree had been at her age. But built? Shit! Sheree thought as she ran her eyes over Scottie's long, straight blonde hair, and spectacularly curved young body.
'Hey, you on something?' Scottie asked, running her hand playfully back and forth in front of Sheree's rapt stare.
'Huh, oh, no!' Sheree smiled warmly, regaining her senses.
She stepped inside, past Scottie, and heard the front door bang shut behind her.
They went into the family room at the rear of the house and Scottie flopped heavily into a roomer, motioning for Sheree to go behind the wet bar. Sheree kicked off her sandals and ducked under the bar, luxuriating in the feel of the lush carpet on her bare feet.
'Aren't vacations a fuckin' drag?' Scottie asked, watching carefully as Sheree made the ultra-strong drinks. 'I mean my folks took me on a tour of the whole Western Hemisphere! Our fucking station wagon didn't stop rolling for a friggin' month and a half!'
Sheree laughed and stirred her powerhouse concoctions. She ducked under the bar and handed one to Scottie, sitting down beside the younger girl's chair.
'Cheers. Now let me tell you what happened with me and Johnny Hollister after you boogied out of town with your folks,' Sheree toasted the young blonde.
'Hollister! The football star? Tell! Come on, Sheree, tell me everything or I'll just die of curiosity!' Scottie pleaded.
Sheree smiled and launched into a long description of her romance with Johnny, her short fling with Joe, Bill, and Rich, and her ultimate reunion with Johnny. She spared no details except for the lesbian sessions with DeeDee and Pam – and soon had the inexperienced young girl panting on the edge of her chair.
'Wow! What a summer you've had!' Scottie marveled, draining the last of her drink.
Sheree took the empty glass back to the bar and refilled it. There had been enough booze in the first round to melt old fence nails. It shouldn't be long now! No wonder boys enjoyed seducing girls with booze so much. It was really a lot of fun!
'Here, babe drink this and tell me about your summer,' Sheree said expectantly handing the refill to Scottie.
'Well, I'm gettin' lots of cock!' Scottie began quickly. 'I really been getting down to it, just like you, Sher.'
The little blonde rocked drunkenly in the chair. She took another big swallow of the mind destroying highball.
'Really, I'm a-a-virgin, Sher!' Scottie admitted suddenly, unable to keep up the pretense any longer.
The small teenager sniffled as though she were near tears and dropped down onto the soft carpet next to Sheree, who threw a 'sisterly' arm around her shoulders and pulled her in tight. She leaned Scottie's head up against shoulders and racked her gently.
'Come on little one. What's the problem?' Sheree asked.
'Oh, Sher, I don't know what to do!' Scottie wailed dejectedly. 'I don't want to be a virgin! I want go out like Pam and you and go to parties all the time and get drunk and fuck and have a good time! But every time I get near a boy, I get scared or excited or something and I blow my chance!'
'Hey, I've got a great idea!' Sheree brightened. 'Why don't we see if I can help you overcome your problem?'
'How?'
Deftly, Sheree dropped her arm all the way down behind Scottie and seized the bottom of her tank top. Grabbing the front of the top in her other hand, Sheree worked the stretchy material up over the flat little stomach until it hung up on the curved underside of Scottie's bulging tits. Sheree eased the cloth upward, until the wonderfully firm pair of breasts yielded and the fully erect islands of pink nipple popped into view.
