Horny voyeur schoolgirls

CHAPTER TWO

Now that the performance in the front seat had ended – or gone into intermission – Clyde renewed his assault on Linda with more determination than ever. His passion had been inspired by watching Mike get a blow job, and his envy had been aroused by his friend's good fortune in selecting a girl who blew without protest. Now Clyde was damned well determined to get something for himself.

Linda was having more trouble fighting him off, too – not because he was trying harder, but because she had also been inspired to passion by the oral lovemaking they'd watched. She had ambivalent attitudes about the situation.

On the one hand, she thought that Tina must be a terrible tramp and she certainly wouldn't envy the girl the reputation that she would have acquired through giving head on a first date. But, on the other hand, Linda felt jealous and envious of the pleasure involved. Tina had obviously adored that tasty mouthful of prick and that drink of hot cum and it had certainly looked like a lovely thing to do, and Linda was wishing, in one way, that she, too, were a tramp – so she could suck Clyde's cock. It was a difficult situation.

Linda felt that she was walking a tightrope, treading a thin line between gratification and deprival, purity and passion. Was it, after all, better to be chaste – and frustrated? Or to be a tramp – but satisfied.

She kept recalling how Tina's sweet lips had dragged up that fat cockstalk and caressed that swollen cock-knob, and how Mike had whimpered and squirmed, and – most exciting of all – how he had squirted his spunk into the girl's eager mouth. Tina had obviously been enjoying cocksucking for some time. Yet she was the same age as Linda. Linda knew that someday she was going to have to give her first blowjob and, for that matter, lose her cherry.

Was this a suitable occasion?

Clyde was strong and handsome and popular. Yet, she wasn't in love with him.

But he had a big prick – could she love that stiff prick without loving the man to whom it was attached?

She wished that she had never come on this double date with Tina – and yet, she didn't regret having watched Tina in action because it had been the most thrilling thing she had ever seen.

Clyde was so hot and horny that his face looked haggard and haunted as he leaned toward her, both hands groping for tit and cunt, his eyes glowing with desperate need.

Linda was weakening.

His persistence was breaking her down – aided by a secret ally in Linda's own loins, for her pussy had turned traitor on the virginal girl, sabotaging her chastity from within. Her clit felt like a stick of exploding dynamite, ready to blow up, and her cunt was flowing like a river of steaming lava.

She had to come.

Linda rationalized. She told herself that the best thing she could do would be let Clyde feel her up and to have an orgasm by his hands. Otherwise, she was going to get so hot that she wouldn't be able to resist anything, in a very short time, and she might wind up losing her cherry or sucking his cock.

Of course, if she let him give her a handjob, she would have to return the manual favor.

But that wasn't really so naughty – not like fucking or sucking – and it was certainly the lesser of two evils. The idea was not unattractive, either. Linda had enjoyed jacking off the one boy previously, and she knew she would enjoy pumping the spunk out of Clyde.

Linda felt quite prim and proper as she reached down and began to massage his prick.

Clyde's cock and balls were so frantic with lust that they were almost numb, hardened beyond feeling and swollen beyond sensation. For a moment, he did not realize what she was doing. He only saw that her hands were no longer interfering with his own hands, that they had moved aside, and he began to maul her plump tits.

Linda squirmed against his hands.

Seeing that she had stopped struggling, Clyde began to grope her tits with more gentle movements.

Then he realized that she was fondling his cock.

He looked down. Sure enough, she was stroking and rubbing his prick with both hands. Clyde sighed with relief. He had just about given her up as a lost cause. If Linda had continued to resist for just another minute, Clyde had intended to ask Tina if she would mind giving him a blowjob, too – and if Tina had turned him down, he would have had to whack his own meat, out of desperation, shooting the stuff all over the car.

But now the virgin blonde's hands were working on him, caressing his cock through his pants. That was a promising sign. Clyde knew from experience that if a girl rubbed his prick through his pants, she wouldn't object to taking it out and playing with it naked.

He had been wild with urgency before. But now, seeing that he was destined to get his release, Clyde no longer felt so frantic. He could enjoy the preliminaries now that he knew there would be a result of some kind, a creamy conclusion at the end.

He began to kiss Linda and murmur words of love.

Linda appreciated that.

Getting kissed in a loving fashion while they felt each other up made her feel less wanton.

She kissed him back, their mouth's grinding together. His tongue probed. Her lips parted. Normally, she would not French kiss on a first date, but with a handful of prick it seemed sort of silly to put up barriers against a lesser caress.

Clyde pushed his hot tongue into her mouth and Linda began to suck on it. Her own tongue curled and coiled around it. Sucking on a guy's tongue was really thrilling – and she imagined what it would be like to suck on his cock!

When his tongue withdrew, her tongue followed and he sucked on it, in turn. They swapped tongues back and forth, panting into each other's open mouth, salivating together. Tina glanced back from the front seat. She smiled when she saw that Clyde and Linda were starting to get along a bit better. Tina had been listening to their struggles and she had thought much the same as Clyde – if Linda didn't start to treat him more lovingly.

Tina had thought she might suggest that she take care of him, too. The idea of blowing Clyde was exciting.

Tina had been gang-banged before, in the mouth as well as the cunt, and she rather liked having more than one guy at a time. Of course, it might have made Mike jealous, so it was probably just as well that Linda had started to behave.

Tina turned back to Mike and began to rub his prick again. Since it didn't appear that she was going to have a chance to blow Clyde, she might as well get some more prick from her own date, she reasoned. Mike's big cock had subsided somewhat after his ejaculation, but it hadn't gone completely soft. It hung down along his thigh. But when Tina commenced to run her nimble hands over him, Mike's prick started to rise again. His balls slowly filled out, and his cock came up in a series of jolts, straightening out into a stiff rod, the head flaring and flushing.

Tina stroked and fingered, in no great hurry, enjoying the feeling of his cock swelling and hardening in her hands and his balls filling with another precious load of the stuff that naughty Tina adored.

She continued to glance back, from time to time, to see how Linda and Clyde were getting along.

The couple in the back seat was getting along quite well.

Clyde had opened Linda's blouse now, without any protests from Linda, and he had begun to fondle her naked tits with both hands. Cupping the fat tit-mounds together and lifting, he deepened her cleavage. His thumbs swept back and forth across the hard tips. Then he lowered his head and began to lick and suck at her nipples. Linda squealed.

She had never had her tits sucked before.

A tongue and lips felt a whole lot nicer than a hand, she thought, as she purred and squirmed and worked her big tits around in his hungry face. She arched her back, thrusting her tits up. His lips worked on her nipples as if they were valves by which he was blowing her up, inflating her tits with his breath.

She was still rubbing his cock and balls. He ran his tongue up her cleavage, circled back towards the stiff peaks of her nipples, slurping and murmuring.

"Take it out," he whispered.

Linda hesitated.

But that hesitancy was faked. She just didn't want him to think that she was so lewd that she would expose his cock without a pause to consider. In fact, she had been wishing that Clyde would suggest it, or do it himself, for his prick felt so wonderful through his pants that the horny girl was just dying to feel it naked. She was too shy and timid to take the initiative, too bashful to take matters into her own hands, but once Clyde had asked her to, it seemed all right.

She unbuckled his belt and unsnapped the top of his trousers, then began to draw the zipper down.

His fly opened in a wide vee.

His prick sprang out like a wild bull. Linda gazed down at it in awe.

It was by far the biggest prick that, in her limited experience, she had looked upon. It looked just wonderful to her. Her eyes crossed as she turned her vision upon the huge slab of his purple cock-knob. She tucked her hand into his fly and hauled his balls out, too, wanting all of his sex meat available to her gaze and to her attentions. She drank the sight in with her hot eyes.

His cockhead was a huge, flaring, mushroom-shaped hunk of dark, steaming meat, the cleft parted. The tip was already sticky with a flow of preliminary jism. His cockshaft was wide and iron-hard and the vein that pulsed up the underside was as big as Linda's little finger. His balls were in proportion to his big prick, looking like over inflated balloons.

He was still mouthing her tits.

Linda took his balls and cock in both hands. She cupped his bloated balls in her left hand, palm up, lifting slightly as if she were trying to judge the weight of the heavy dose of spunk that they contained.

She fingered his cock-knob with her right hand, then folded her delicate fist around the root of his prick.

She began to jack him slowly.

She loved doing it, but she wanted to make it last. It felt so wonderful to have his cock swelling and throbbing in her fist and his balls filling her hand that she hoped it would last for a long time. Pulling the jism out of him would be the best part of it, of course – but she wanted to enjoy the pumping for a while, first.

A trickle of spunk ran down his cock-knob, slippery and sluggish, glistening like quicksilver.

The sight made Linda drool.

She wasn't going to blow him, of course, since she was not that sort of girl – but the idea was thrilling.

She had to remember to ask naughty Tina what cum tasted like, when they were alone.

Clyde sighed and moaned. He began to work a hand up under her skirt.

Linda did not offer even token resistance, now. With his cock out and in her grasp, she could hardly refuse a guy a feel of her cunt – and besides, the horny teenager was desperate to get fingerfucked.

Clyde stroked up the soft, smooth, overheated flesh of her firm and shapely thighs, teasing her by the slowness of his approach. Linda pushed her crotch down along the seat, toward his hand. He continued to rub her legs, avoiding her groin. Knowing that Linda was willing, now, Clyde was perversely reluctant to pleasure her. She had resisted him for a long time – now let her suffer for a while.

"You can touch me there," she whimpered. Clyde grinned fiendishly. "Where?"

"You know…"

"Where?"

"Between the legs," she whimpered.

"Tell me!" he rasped.

"Oh! My cunt! You can touch my cunt!" she cried, totally abandoned to her seething needs now.

Clyde began to run the tips of his fingers up and down the crotch band of her panties. They were soaking wet. The fiery heat of her cunt wafted through her panties, almost singeing his fingers.

Linda writhed and squirmed about on the seat, her own hands faltering and losing a stroke on his prick as she concentrated on the sensations in her cunt. Cuntjuice was filling the crotch of her panties and seeping out from the legholes. She could feel ribbons of the hot stuff trickle down and seep into the taut crack of her ass as she shifted around.

Clyde slipped a finger in through the leghole.

He traced along her cuntlips, then began to flick his fingertip over her throbbing clit. Linda gurgled with joy.

He took his time, his fondling light and slow. He pushed his middle finger into her cunthole, working it up to the knuckle and then turning it about inside her, while her cunt began to suck on it.

Linda was panting. She threw her head back and switched her pretty face from side to side, her expression contorted by lust. Clyde added a second finger. He began to push-pull them in and out of her pussy. How wonderful it felt! It felt so much better than when she pushed her own fingers up there! Then she realized how much better it would be to have a fat prick in her pussy!

Clyde was enjoying playing with her cunt. He wanted to see what he was doing.

He raised her skirt up above her hips. Then he hooked his fingers under the elastic band of her panties and began to tug them down.

Linda trembled. It was dangerous to let a guy remove her panties, she knew. It would be awfully easy and awfully tempting to spread her legs when her crotch was naked and let him slip his cock into her. But she couldn't resist.

She hiked her ass and hips up so that Clyde could drag her bikini panties down over her loins. He drew them off her feet and tossed them aside. The soaking panties fluttered to the floor like a colorful butterfly wobbling to the ground.

Linda automatically clamped her legs together, protectively, once her cunt was bare.

But then she immediately spread them open again. She wanted Clyde to look at her steaming cunt! She wanted to feel his eyes burning into her groin.

He was leaning over her, staring between her legs, his face a mask of desire.

Linda felt dizzy with desire. She was clinging to his hard cock tightly now, as if to support herself, to keep from collapsing in a daze.

Clyde moved his hand to her crotch, palm upwards.

He began to slowly shove three fingers up her cunthole. His other hand cupped her pussy mound, fingers trailing down to caress her flaring clitoris.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" she cried.

She began to beat his cock furiously. Cuntjuice poured down his probing fingers and pooled in his palm, ribbons of the stuff dripping from the edges. Her pussy was wide open, the crack turned into a gaping oval. Her clit was pounding.

She ground her hips wildly from side to side, working her smoldering cunt against his caressing hands, her thighs thrown wide apart and her belly pumping up and down in a fucking motion.

Her fist skimmed his prick steadily. His prick lengthened, and she knew she was going to bring him off soon. She wanted to come with him, to have him come with her, to share the heights of sensation at the same instant.

"Shoot," she wailed. "Shoot your load!"

Clyde groaned, finding her erotic words every bit as thrilling as her stroking hand. His ass bucked as he fucked her fist.

Linda was looking down between their bodies, watching his cock, wanting to see the stuff spurt out of his cock. She saw that the flaring cock-knob was already frothy with slime. Her tongue tingled. The girl wanted very much to go down on him now, to take his cock into her mouth and suck on it as he shot his wad.

She wanted to swallow his cum. She didn't even care about her reputation now, she was far too hot to worry about that, so hungry for his jism that she was willing to drink it.

Only one thing prevented her from doing it. The way that Clyde was angled across the seat, fingerfucking her, she could not get her head down on his prick without moving him aside, and she did not want to risk having his hands leave her cunt.

She simply had to suck a cock soon.

But for now the situation demanded a hand job.

The long waves of ecstasy rushed across her belly, and the electric current rushed up her thighs, and her cunt seemed to melt on his fingers. Cuntjuice poured out of her hole. She wailed and cried out with joy and her fist pounded up and down on his prick.

Clyde stiffened. Linda felt spunk rush up his cock.

The thick jism hosed from the head of his cock. Cum soared out, rising high and then falling back to splash directly on Linda's naked tits.

She squealed when she felt the lava of his lust soaking her. She continued to pump his prick, and he kept shooting, load after load of jism spurting out. Her cunt was still creaming, pussy juice steaming down her legs.

She pumped his cock dry.

Emptied, his fat cock still stood firm in her grip.

Linda gazed down at her tits, seeing his jism awash on the smooth slopes of her tits and dripping from her nipples. Lower down, she could see her thighs, spread open, slippery with cuntjuice.

Linda grinned. It was a fascinating sight. Then she looked up – and saw Tina gazing at her over the seat, looking as fascinated as Linda, looking as if she had something very naughty in mind.

Tina was licking her lips.