The Hardest Part

We were on a sort of a summer trip and I was so entirely sick of all the girls being so paranoid and uptight, never having sex. They were a little more worried about the locals and parents than they were about the sex.

Seriously, I was young I really didn’t need or want, the sex so much, I just couldn’t get any affection, or a hug, or even a cute look from a girl, without all the boys knowing they could get all new video games for reporting me to the parents.

I decided to try to nail this cute little babe who looked prime…., and so damn ready.

The fucking boys were all gay as hell and couldn’t care less about pussy.

The girls were pretty tired of having video games, and microwave pizza, as direct competition.

In about two years, the boys would discover smoking pot, and drinking beer, and our parents and community would supply that crap for fifty years, as long as nobody would get laid.

This was twisted, we were out swimming , and the older girls had this awesome habit of pulling their swim suit aside and letting me see their pussy and, clit, and if they had hair or not. I had a habit of telling them I needed that. Not just the idea of real sex, but the idea of seeing their pussy.

Yeah, ok, cool but if I acted like I noticed…., the entire crowd would go totally Catholic on me, want me to marry the bitch right there, and only have sex once, mostly in front of them, and then probably take turns fucking her, and then, I would have to baby sit the girl for all eternity.

That is not, exactly, what the girls were trying to tell me.

The part where the boys….,wanted to line up and take turns screwing any girl who would do it…, was the weirdest part, like a girl had become something like a video game or microwave pizza that all the little gay boys could share nicely.

When  I was eleven and twelve jacking off wishing I was screwing a girl, I just never had a fantasy about being second or fifth in line for the girl of the day…..

I always wondered if that is really…, the way they were all doing it when I was not around, like I was the weird guy and everybody else went along with the “system” and got endless pussy from the time they were eight till the time they were eighty. They acted like it.

I was always the weird guy…., but I was also, normally, the last guy standing after all hell would break loose, in their fancy ass “ system”.

So finally everybody is on the trail home from swimming, and the girls are pissed off that the boys don’t want anything like boy – on – girl sex, they want a fucking orgy. Really, I think I figured out a big part of all that that day.

I am taking up the rear and this little babe is taking way too long, we are behind, far behind, and finally I could not hide my hard on, and I told her I wanted to have sex with her, she said, basically there is one single problem in our way……

This took me about three minutes to get right, finally I took my swim shorts off, and she said , “that was the problem.” And she slithered out of her swim suit in about two seconds flat. My god…, she was exquisite… standing there in the middle of this forest, not a sound, just a awesome girl and me with my cock sticking strait out, and she did not laugh, or tease, or mess around, she just started arranging her towels and clothes….so we could get on the ground.

Maybe everybody was fucking everybody all the time but this girl and me were alone…., and going for it.

After the initial excitement of getting my dick, in her, she told me to kick back and enjoy it for a while, she was loving it, and just liked getting very screwed by a very nice gentle boy, who liked having his cock in her. Her dad had been fucking her for a while and he was all ashamed and she didn’t care if he fucked her, but then her mother was getting pissed and all that, and the girl just liked the idea of having some alternative cock if her dad bolted.

I was slowly, smoothly, screwing, this fabulous girl and I asked ‘why is it so damn hard to get laid….?’ She laughed, and asked me.., “What was the hardest part so far?”…, I said ‘taking off my shorts and letting you see my dick‘, she said.., ‘would you mind going just a little faster, then please…,oh god it feels so good….’

I asked her.., if I needed to pay her for this, she said no, just please come in me, and then defend me in school if I need it, be honest if people ask you if you screwed me, and then please fuck me if I need it.

Can’t get more fucking Catholic than that I guess.

Oh my cock was so hard. I just kept going and going and going, her pussy had that weird almost repulsive smell of pussy that is really young ,and she was so wet, and I was so fucking her, I just owned this little body that was totally loving getting so drilled.

We built up to the end and I just came like a madman, holding her down, holding her still, and  pumping my come, deep, deep into a pussy that was so young, grippy and getting more beautiful by the second.

I did not want to take my cock out of that girl for about a half hour, it started getting dark, and we finally got up and out of there…

That was some sweet…., screwing….

The swimming hole area smelled like pussy for a week.

Oh god her little body was sweating and my cock was so filling her, her pussy and her body responded to every, feeling, and emotion, and sent more back, some moments we almost couldn’t, move, at all….,and our bodies would just sort of spasm…together, and make us fuck some more.

She and I, did not want endless beer, dope, microwave food, and video games.

The swimming area, and the girls, tended to relax a little more after I figured out the hardest part. I think the boys, are still playing pac – man someplace…