Where it happened: Her House
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 2
Category: Straight
I was the geek of my high school. The girl’s called me a “loner”; and the boys called me an ass hole. I wanted sex, but I always felt intimidated by the size of my organ. I avoided four years of gym class because of my self-concious feelings.
One night as our senior year was coming to an end, I crashed a kegger my classmates were having, because they never would have invited on their own. When they saw me they all moaned; “OH, God! How did you find us dip shit?” I had resolved not to let their words bother me anymore. I had put up with them for four years, and I had resolved to ignore them. I was feeling pretty self confident; probably because the clearisil was starting to work.
People ended up getting pretty blasted, including our quaterback Brian. He was going with Kim, the prettiest girl in our school, and the captian of the cheerleaders. They got into an argument and I tried to stick up for Kim. “Shut up Weasel!” said Brian, as he pushed me to the ground. “Oh Brian!, how could You!” screamed Kim, as she rushed to help me up. I waved her away as I looked for my glasses. “Brian! You Bastard! You broke his glasses!, Kim screamed. “It’s nothing a little adhesive tape won’t fix”, I told her.
“I guess I’ll leave”, I said.
“How did you get here?”, she asked
“I walked. my parent’s won’t let me have the car.”
“I’ll drive you home” Kim said.
As we started to drive away from the party, Kim noticed that she didn’t have a lot of gas. She told me we would have to stop by her house, so she could get her dad’s credit card. I started getting hard as I watched Kim’s foot press down on the accelerator. My eyes followed her tan leg upward to her short, lace trimmed cutoffs. In the position she was sitting, I could see the bottom elastic of her panties. Kim looked at me and smiled. “What are you looking at?”, she asked. “Not much, my glasses are broken” came my reply.
Kim told me to wait in the car while she ran to get the credit card. She was back in a jiff, and told me her parents were asleep. Before she started the car, she asked me how I felt being the most unpopular boy in school. I told her it had it’s moments, but it wasn’t like I was the “elephant man” or anything. “What grade is he in?”, she asked. I pretended I didn’t hear her.
“You’re a virgin?”, aren’t you?”
“Yes, I replied”.
She cocked her leg open so that her knee touched my leg. “Brian popped my cherry when we were sophmore’s” she told me. “We did it in the stadium after pop and pizza. It was so exciting. You know, always a chance of getting caught. My cheerleading sweater still has a little cum stain on it.”
It seemed that telling me this sex story turned her on, because her head was tipped back on the seat, and she was pushing her feet against the floor of the car, accenting her trim, firm, tanned legs. Her hand had moved from her lap, and her fingers stroked the inside of her smooth thigh as they moved up toward her cutoffs. Her fingers found the elastic of her panties, and pushed past the leg hole.
She moaned, and turned her head toward me. She opened her eyes, and said, “Will you do this for me?” I nodded yes, and she unbuttoned her fly, arched her hips, and slid her panties down. I grabbed her pussy, and felt the moistness. “Ouch! she said. “you must be gentle”. She took my hand, and moved it across her cunt the way she wanted it done. As my rythm picked up, her hips began to follow.
My finger found its way into her pussy. She moaned louder, and moved her hips over my entire hand.
“What smells?”, I asked.
“What?”
“Something smells. like fish”
“I dunno”, she moaned.
“Can’t you smell that?! It smells just like fish in here!”
“Nooo I can’t”, she moaned, as the movement of her hips intensified. Just never mind”.
Her pussy swallowed, one, two, three fingers, but kim just kept rocking and maoning. Pretty soon she was so wet, my whole fist was up her. “Hey, what’s this? I asked pulling out my fist and producing a wrist watch. “Did Brian Lose this?”
She grabbed the back of my head and pushed it down into her lap. “Eat me, just eat Me!” she maoned.
“Mmmdyag..gagy aii?, I asked.
“What?!” she said, lifting my head off her lap by my hair.
“I said, How does Brian stand this? Man, you’re cute, but you stink!!”
“You talk too much”, she said as she pushed me down on the seat, with my head resting on the passenger door. I saw her cute but stinky ass in the moonlight as she rose to her knees, and started to unbutton my paisly shorts. “Don’t” I said pushing her hands away. “Please Don’t”, I begged.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“It’s the size of my pecker, I feel intimidated.”
She grasped the bulge in my pants, and squeezed it. “Size really doesn’t matter, she said”. “Okay”, I said as I lifted my hips and let her pull down my shorts. I heard her coo as her hand slid down my BVD’s. The last thing I remember her saying was “Feels fine to me”, and the tearing of my underwear as my dick rose into the darkness like Moby Dick leaping out of the ocean for his revenge on Captain Ahab. Call me Ishmal for not considering the consequences of releasing my dick’s fury in such a confined space as a Lincoln town car. I am not saying town cars are not comfortable and luxiourious; they are just not big enough for my dick on a rampage.
I can remember feeling slight pain as my dick knocked off the rearview mirror, glanced off the side of Kim’s face, hit the driver’s window in an attempt to escape, bouncing off that, and heading for the rear window. Failing to penetrate the glass for an escape, my mighty dick again hit Kim in the back of the head, pushing her face down into my lap, and pinning us there, while it came to rest, panting and throbing on the dashboard.
In a moment,all was quiet again. Kim’s moans and cries of pleasure became moans of discomfort, and cries for help. Moments later were were surrounded by police and rescue personnel, discussing if they should use the jaws of life to extract the trapped victims. “No!” I said. “All you need to do is wait for this hard on to fall off, grab my dick,and straighten it out in the driveway.” There were only fourteen men there, so they called for back ups. When they arrived, they all grabbed my dick, and laid it gently in the driveway that was moist with dew. The police left, but the firemen stayed to help me reel my dick back into my pants. Kim’s dad was mad, and started whippin her bare stinky ass in front of everybody. “Dammit Kim!”, he yelled. “I work hard to buy you “Summer’s Eve”, but you never use it! Get your stinky ass into the house now!! As the door was slamming we all heard him say “And how the hell am I gonna get that smell out of the car?? Jesus, it smells like you left a can of sardines in there!”
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