Teenage Nymphs
by Randolph Ruick
(PC-136)


FOREWORD 

Teddy was a virgin! Since he was only nineteen, this was not an unusual 
state of being, but it caused untold difficulties for him. 

First of all, he was going with a girl, Gail, for quite some time and it was 
a foregone conclusion that they would soon become engaged. Gail, however, 
was zero in the sex department, and Teddy felt something lacking. His 
brother was the one who came up with a solution. 

Lewis, being older and more experienced, but not necessarily wiser, 
suggested that he find another girl with whom to fuck. And just by chance, 
he had just the right girl in mind. Barbie was a voluptuous young nymph who 
would spread for anything in pants, especially a young, virginal stud like 
Teddy with a huge pecker dangling between his legs. 

Teddy, however, was a nervous type and found it difficult to get it on with 
Barbie the first time around. He was also persistent, though, and through 
repeated tries he finally learned the information about sex that he sought. 

Only one problem: Gail still wouldn't put out! This made him question his 
real affection for her. They fought constantly, and Teddy really began to 
feel that he loved Barbie instead of Gail. 

It wasn't until Gail came to some realizations herself, that Teddy was able 
to make up his mind and choose between her and Barbie. 

 CHAPTER ONE 

Mrs. Carroll saw something wrong with Teddy. He sulked around the house and 
it upset her enough to ask her older son, Lewis, what was wrong with him. 

"Aw, he's just having girl trouble," Lewis answered. "You know, he's broken 
up with Gail, I think." 

"Not again," Mrs. Carroll groaned. 

"I don't know what's going on between those two," Lewis continued, "but all 
I know is that I don't want to hear about it at all." 

"You should try to help him," suggested Mrs. Carroll. "They're supposed to 
get engaged in a couple of weeks, and now I find that they're always 
fighting." 

Teddy Carroll, nineteen, was in a bad mood. He had just broken up with his 
girlfriend Gail, for the third time that month. 

Gail had accused him of seeing other girls, and he, because of his anger, 
threw the same accusation back at her. 

The afternoon of the argument, Teddy stormed into her home, and asked where 
she had been for the past three hours. 

Gail was supposed to meet him, in the city, so they could go shopping, but 
she never showed up. After some three hours of waiting in front of the 
store, he realized that she wasn't coming. 

All during that three hours, at ten minute intervals, he constantly called 
her home, but always found the phone busy. 

When he came into her house he found her sitting there, watching television. 

"Where the hell have you been?" he demanded. 

"What are you talking about?" she asked, truly not knowing. 

"You were supposed to meet me in the city, hours ago, remember?" 

"For Pete's sake," she exclaimed, "that was supposed to be for tomorrow, not 
today." 

"You're crazy," he told her, "it was today." 

"Stop yelling," she demanded. Her voice was getting harsher and her volume 
was beginning to increase as she added, "besides, I don't believe that you 
were in the city waiting for me. I've been trying to get you on the phone 
all afternoon, and your mother just told me that you were out, but that she 
didn't know where." 

"Were you out with some girl? Having lunch or something?" 

"You know very well where I was. I was waiting for you to come, but it seems 
you were too busy to bother. And," he added, "don't give me that bullshit 
about calling my house every ten minutes. If I know you, you were probably 
talking to some guy that I don't even know about." 

The argument stormed on for many more minutes until Gail demanded that he 
leave, and leave immediately. She also added "and don't bother calling back, 
because for you I won't be home!" 

Teddy tore out of the house and drove home in a frenzy. He was determined to 
find out exactly who it was she was seeing, and then proceed to wring his 
neck. 

When he arrived home, he said nothing about the argument to anyone in the 
family. Lewis, however, could tell by the expression on his face, that it 
was another fight with Gail. 

Lewis, twenty-three, good-looking and muscular, considered himself a man of 
the world. He also thought of his brother as being one of the most naive 
persons in the world. 

Teddy, who had just turned nineteen, was as good-looking as his older 
brother, but that was the only similarity. Whereas Teddy had been seeing 
Gail almost steadily for the last four years, Lewis, on the other hand, made 
it a point of never taking out the same girl more than three times in a row, 
unless, of course, she was an easy make, and he could screw her whenever he 
wished. That type of girl, however, was hard to come by. Most girls, when 
they let themselves be taken by a man, would form an attachment to him as 
quickly as they were emotionally involved. 

Lewis, whenever he found that a girl was becoming attached to him, squirmed 
out of such situations quickly. 

A number of times he left girls flat. After two or three dates, assuming 
they gave in to him each time, he would suddenly not bother calling her 
again. 

In this way, Lewis constantly told himself, he got what he wanted, and he 
never had to pay for it, in marriage, that is. 

Lewis was becoming bored with Teddy's fights with Gail, and after the last 
one he dragged him into the bedroom and sat him down on the bed. 

"Okay," he began, as he stood over his younger brother, with his arms 
folded, in a tough pose, "what was the last fight about?" 

Teddy told him the story in as few words as possible and sat there waiting 
for a response from Lewis. 

Holding his chin in his hand he mumbled "Ummmm-let's see now. There must be 
something wrong with your relationship, right?" 

"Obviously," Teddy said at his brothers apparent coolness to the problem. 

"I want to ask you a personal question," said Lewis as he pulled his hand 
away from his chin, having already made up his mind about the root of the 
problem. 

"What is it?" Teddy said cautiously. 

"Now this may offend you, but it's for your own good. You don't have to 
answer if you don't want to, but I think I could tell the truth just by the 
expression on your face, so it won't do you any good to lie about it." 

"So shoot," he said. 

"Have you ever been to bed with a girl?" Lewis asked bluntly. 

Teddy was startled by the question, and at first found himself unable to 
give an answer. 

"Well," Lewis demanded, "have you ever been to bed with a girl?" 

"I ... well ... I mean..." 

"I figured as much," Lewis exclaimed as he realized that he had discovered 
the problem immediately. 

"What-uh-have you figured?" 

"You have never had it, right? Am I right or am I wrong?" 

Teddy didn't answer. All he did was shrug his shoulders and say "yeah, 
sort.of, but-" 

"Sort of?" repeated Lewis, "what kind of answer is that? Either you have or 
you haven't. Which is it?" 

"For pity sake!" exclaimed Teddy, "all right, so I haven't." 

"Well, then," concluded Lewis, "that's your problem. You undoubtedly want 
it, but you're afraid to try and get it from Gail, bacause you love her, and 
you're afraid to try and get it from someone else, because you think you'll 
end up being unfaithful to Gail. Right?" 

Teddy again shrugged his shoulders, using his actions as an answer. 

"It's really simple," he continued, "all you have to do to get out of your 
rut is to get laid. And if I were you I'd get it soon, real soon." 

Teddy was feeling bolder now. "And where the hell am I supposed to get it 
from?" he demanded. "Do I just go out into the street and scream 'Hey, 
girls! Here I am! Horny as hell, and just looking for a lay!' " 

"Of course not, dummy, but there are plenty of ways to get it. I learned the 
hard way, but after a while it gets easy. Don't forget," he reminded, "girls 
get horny too, and if they can't find a guy they use something else. A guy, 
when he's horny, uses his hand; a girl may use a hell of a lot of different 
things, but all for the same reason; to come. 

"So don't think that only guys can get horny. The whole problem is to try 
and find a girl that's horny at the same time as you, and you've got it 
made." 

"And where, if I might ask, am I supposed to find a girl like that?" 

"Where?" he exclaimed with a laugh. "There are millions of 'em floating all 
over the city." 

"I mean without having to pay for it." 

"That's what I'm talking about. Nobody pays for these girls, they just use 
them, the same way they use you." 

"Use me? I don't know what you're talking about." 

"like I've already told you: a girl has to get it, too, so they enjoy 
getting laid just as much as any guy." 

"You still haven't told me where I'm supposed to find these 'millions of 
girls' that are looking to get it. I don't really believe all this crap 
you're throwing at me." 

"Okay! Don't believe big brother, but he's telling you the truth." 

"All right," said Teddy as he stood up, preparing to leave, "if you can 
prove it to me, then I'll believe you. Until then I'll still say it's a load 
of bullshit." 

"I'll prove it to you, if you'd like, by setting you up with a girl that 
goes down. I swear she goes down, because I've had her. But all I'll promise 
to you is that I'll get her for you; the rest of it is up to you." 

"You get her for me, and then I'll believe you. Fair enough?" 

"Anything you say, little brother, but once I set this chick up, I don't 
want you backing out on me. Do you understand?" 

"I understand perfectly," he said as he began walking towards the door. 
"But," he added, "I still don't believe a word you're saying." 

"Wait a minute," Lewis said as he held Teddy by the arm "what's today?" he 
asked himself. "Saturday." he answered. 

"What about it?" Teddy said as he pulled his arm from Lewis's vise-like 
grip. 

"Do you have a date tonight?" 

"Of course, I always do, with Gail." 

"Can't you break it?" 

"You know I can't. Especially after what happened this afternoon. If I don't 
show up, I'll have my head handed to me." 

"Listen, then I'll make a date for you with this girl Barbie for next 
Friday. Okay?" 

Teddy shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't care, if it's on the level." 

"It's totally on the level. She's the type of girl who can never get enough, 
but you have to convince her that you're sincere." 

"If you have to convince this chick that you're sincere, then how did you 
get a hold of her? You're about the most insincere person I know of." 

"That's beside the point," he said, trying to avoid the question. "I'll call 
her up and tell her you want to take her out next Friday. If I know Barbie, 
she won't refuse, not after the last time I went out with her." 

"Why? What happened the last time you went out with her that she won't 
refuse?" 

"Use your imagination. Anyway," he said returning to the immediate problem, 
"I'll set up the date with her, and you had better show up." 

"If you can set it up, I'll be there. As long as I can break my date with 
Gail." 

"You and Gail!" he exclaimed, "that's all I ever hear around this house. 
'When are they getting engaged?' Mom keeps asking; 'He better not be fooling 
around with her,' Dad keeps saying. I wish to hell that you would go out and 
spread yourself around a bit." 

"Fuck off," Teddy answered his older brother, in a way that both were used 
to expressing themselves to each other. "You don't have to worry about me. 
Just you follow through on your end of the bargain, and I'll make sure that 
I'm there." 

Lewis simply smiled his own particular smile at his little brother, a smile 
that Teddy knew held sarcastic doubt as its root. 

Teddy decided that the best tactic would be a direct one, so he arrived at 
Gail's house on time just as though everything were all right and he was 
going to take her to the movies as planned. 

He rang the doorbell, and in a few moments Gail answered, all dressed for 
their date. Her greeting, however, was a cold one. 

Teddy decided to brush her coldness aside and said, "Groovy dress." 

"Too bad it's only you seeing it," she said nastily. 

"Sure it's me," he answered, slightly confused. "Who did you think it would 
be?" 

"The man in the moon would have been more welcome than you." 

"We have a date tonight, remember? Or did you happen to conveniently forget 
that also?" 

"I haven't forgotten at all. I was just about to call you up and tell you 
that I wasn't feeling well, and that I wouldn't be able to make it." 

"And how do you feel now?" he asked, quite sarcastically. 

"I'm feeling a little better, but I still don't think that I'll be able to 
make it tonight." 

Teddy was getting angry, and he tried to hold it in, but nevertheless, it 
was still visible in his facial expressions. "How sick can you possibly be? 
I mean, you are dressed up to some degree, as if you're ready to go out. Did 
you have something else planned for the night? Something that I wasn't 
supposed to know about?" 

Gail was getting angry at Teddy's remarks, but she let it all show through. 
"I wasn't going out anyplace tonight. In case you hadn't noticed, this is 
the same way I was dressed this afternoon when you came barging into here 
like a madman. Have you conveniently forgotten that also?" 

"Just answer this one question for me," he said, determined to kill her as 
quickly as possible, "are you going to the movies with me tonight or not?" 

"NO!" she screamed, "and I never want to go out with you again for the rest 
of my life." 

Teddy turned away from her and headed towards the door, mumbling, "then the 
hell with you." 

He slammed the door behind him with such force that the windows rattled. 

Gail's mother, had been listening from the kitchen and heard the entire 
argument. After the door slammed she came into the living room and 
confronted Gail. 

"That was a foolish move, Gail. Teddy came here assuming you were willing to 
forgive and forget. I don't think he expected anything like this." 

"Mother!" warned Gail, "please keep out of my affairs. I can handle them." 

"Do you love Teddy?" she asked, disregarding her daughter's demand. 

"Yes," she said as she began weeping. Gail walked to her mother and put her 
head on her shoulder telling her that she really loved that 'idiot' but that 
he never showed her that he loved her. 

Gail pulled herself from her mother's arms and ran to her room, weeping as 
she ran. 

She lay on the bed thinking that Teddy was such a fool. After all these 
years, not once did he say he loved her, nor did he ever try to express his 
love. 

All her other friends, Gail knew, had had intercourse with the men they 
intended to marry, but Stupid (as she referred to Teddy) had never even 
touched her. 

She felt too embarrassed to make a move to try to get Teddy to take her to 
bed. All he had to do was say something, and she would immediately jump at 
the chance. 

Gail was not experienced, even at the age of eighteen, when it came to men. 
She, too, had been going steady for the last four years, and never did 
either she or Teddy ever mention sex. Intercourse, as far as their families, 
and the other adults around them, was definitely taboo. It was 'immoral,' 
'illegal' and so on. The milieu in which they lived even saw intercourse, or 
any type of pre-marital sex play, as being dangerous. 

"It breaks up marriages," they were told. "And what about pregnancy?" they 
were asked. "And how can you lead a happy married life when you have nothing 
to look forward to?" 

These problems and questions bothered neither Gail nor Teddy, but the 
problem was the influence the adults had upon them. 

The previous generation saw sex as being dirty and sinful. Sex, they felt, 
is something to create children with, and nothing more. When it is engaged 
in solely for pleasure, then it is wrong. 

"Screw them," Gail told herself, each time an adult told her how bad sex 
was. "They're probably so damned horny themselves," she thought, "but too 
old to do anything about it. That's why they hate to see other people having 
a good time with sex." 

At that moment Gail's younger sister, Janet, came into the room and noticed 
that she was crying. 

"What's the matter?" she asked. 

"Nothing!" Gail exclaimed. "Go away!" 

"Why should I go away? This is my room as well as yours. I just came in to 
get dressed so I could go out with Art, that's all." 

"Well, hurry up and get out." 

"I'll leave as soon as I'm ready, and not before. You can't push me around," 
Janet declared. 

"I'll push your damn face in," Gail said angrily as she started climbing 
from the bed. 

"I'll be out in a few minutes. Just hold your horses, and go back to your 
stupid crying." 

"Drop dead," the older sister said. 

"-likewise," the younger sister returned. 

Gail wiped her cheeks, stained with tears, and waited as her sister finished 
dressing. 

Janet, the second of three girls, with Gail the oldest, and Louise the 
youngest, was fifteen and just starting to date regularly. 

There was an almost constant feud going on between the two older girls 
concerning the use of clothing, make-up, hair spray, and other feminine 
items. The youngest girl, only eleven, had no concern for any of these 
things, and, usually, avoided both of her older sisters. 

As soon as Janet left the room, Gail lay upon the bed and thought what it 
would be like to have someone make love to her. "Anyone," she declared, "as 
long as he had a cock that was longer than my finger." 

Gail was addicted to masturbating herself. After every date with Teddy, 
which usually ended with nothing more than a slightly passionate kiss, she 
would run to the bathroom, strip herself, and immediately insert her finger 
into her waiting vagina. 

Her imagination told her it was the erect male organ, and within minutes she 
would have her orgasm. "Someday," she told herself, "that finger is going to 
be a cock." But she wasn't sure about when that 'one day' would arrive, if 
it would ever. 

After she had her orgasm, she felt ashamed that she was doing such a thing, 
but, she knew, that was her only sexual release. 

That Saturday night, without a date, depressed Gail even more, and as she 
lay there thinking about the male organ, she felt excitement grow within 
her. 

She climbed from the bed and went into the bathroom. Making sure the door 
was locked, she pulled her nylon pants down around her knees and sat on the 
toilet bowl. 

With her legs outstretched, she slowly played with the clitoris, sending a 
wave of sensual pleasure through her entire body. Her same finger found the 
soft, sensitive opening to her vagina, as another finger toyed with the 
protruding clitoris. The finger, which was playing with the vaginal opening, 
slowly spread the lips and entered. 

She enjoyed the sensations of the hard finger entering her, and then slowly 
withdrawing, only to return again and again. 

After many minutes of using her finger within her vagina, she sensed the 
impending orgasm. Her finger, now controlled by her vagina, as it wished to 
receive additional pleasure, moved faster and faster within her until she 
knew that it was happening. 

She clutched her legs shut tightly around her hand as the finger groped 
within her. Waves of color and silent sounds passed through her mind as the 
orgasm came. 

Gail thought that the sensations she received would last for only a few 
seconds, but her mind, which was concentrating on Teddy's cock, thought that 
the vagina was being excited by a penis, and the waves of pleasure continued 
for many seconds. 

Her legs and hips tensed to the breaking point until the orgasmic experience 
passed. 

With a great heave of her breath she relaxed completely as she allowed her 
legs to open and let the hand slip from between them. 

Her hand and inner thighs were covered with her own vaginal juices, and she 
cleaned herself quickly. She went to the bathroom mirror and looked at 
herself. 

"You're young, pretty, appealing, and capable. Yet your vagina has never 
been touched by a man. When?" she asked herself, "are you gong to grow up 
and finally turn into a real woman and be able to say 'I know what it's 
like, because I've had it'? " 

Turning the cold water tap, she splashed refreshing water upon her blushing 
cheeks. After she dried her face she returned to the living room and 
prepared herself for a night of watching television. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Teddy, after he had been rejected by Gail returned home for a few moments. 
His reason for returning home was to see if Lewis was still there, but his 
mother told him that Lewis had already left for his date. 

Forlorn that he missed his brother by just a few minutes, Teddy was 
undecided as whether to stay home and watch television or go to the bar. 

He decided upon the bar. "Perhaps," he thought, "I can meet one of those 
'millions of chicks' Lewis was telling me about." 

The local college hangout was just a few miles from his home. Within minutes 
he had arrived and parked his car in the lot. 

Teddy was prepared for the night. As usual, he would meet a handful of guys, 
sitting around a pitcher of beer, relating their imaginary sexual 
experiences. 

As soon as he entered the bar he heard his name yelled out over the 
screaming noise of the jukebox and the voices of scores of people. 

It was Richie Tyler, one of Teddy's schoolmates, who called to him. 

Teddy walked in his direction and noticed that Richie was sitting with two 
young girls. "Interesting," he thought, "maybe I can make one of those 
chicks." 

Richie introduced the two girls as Eleanor and Melanie. They said hello to 
the handsome young man as he sat down. 

"Are you here alone?" asked Richie. 

Teddy nodded as he inspected the two girls. It seemed, from the way she was 
sitting, that Eleanor was with Richie that night. 

"Is there anyone with you?" Teddy asked, hoping for a negative answer. 

Melanie shook her head and said, "Wow, it's just the four of us." 

"Buy a pitcher?" asked Richie. "Okay." 

Teddy bought one, then returned. 

He placed the pitcher onto the table and sat down. "What school do you go 
to?" Teddy asked of Melanie. 

"I don't," she declared, "I'll be working in September as a secretary in the 
city. But for now I'm not doing a thing. All I do every day is go to the 
beach and spend most of my nights here." 

"And what do you do for money?" Teddy inquired. 

"My parents are still giving me an allowance, but as soon as I start making 
some bread of my own, me and three other girls, including Eleanor here, are 
going to try and rent an apartment for a while." 

Teddy didn't know what else to ask her and sat there for many minutes, 
drinking his beer, as he tried to think of something to say. 

He was saved by Melanie who noticed that Teddy was stuck for words. "What 
school do you go to?" 

"I'm in Virginia State, but I'm home for the summer." 

"Do you have an apartment there?" she asked. 

"No, I'm living in the dorms." 

"Oh," she exclaimed, "that must be horrible living with all those other guys 
in the same place." 

"It's really not all that bad. You get a chance to make a lot of friends and 
things." 

"How are the girls down there?" 

"The girls on campus are pretty good," he lied. Teddy had never been out 
with any of the girls from the school, and when Melanie asked if the girls 
in the city were any better, he also lied and said they weren't bad either. 

Teddy, not only in an uncomfortable position with this girl, was also 
depressed about Gail, and he realized that within ten minutes he had 
finished off four mugs full of beer. 

He wanted to get drunk, one, to relieve his depression about Gail, and two, 
to numb his anxieties about Melanie. He hoped he could do both. 

He quickly guzzled his fifth beer and suddenly he felt like talking. Slowly 
moving his chair around the table, he moved closer and closer to Melanie. 

Now, instead of talking to her from across the table, he was talking only a 
foot away from her face. 

Melanie didn't mind, she was here for some action, and she hoped Teddy would 
give it to her. 

"Would you like to dance?" he asked. 

She nodded and hopped up. Teddy had to hold on to the edge of the table as 
he stood. The beer was beginning to take effect, and he liked the sensations 
and false sense of security it provided him with. 

They danced one quick dance, and when the record changed to a slow, soothing 
song, Teddy wanted to hold Melanie close to him and dance. 

His mind, however, was fighting within itself. Subconsciously he wanted to 
play with the girl as well as run away from the bar and hide. His conscious 
mind told him to try. 

The conscious won. At first he was reluctant to take her into his arms, but 
slowly he pulled her to him and pressed his body against hers as they 
rotated around the floor. 

Melanie, Teddy felt, was pressing her groin against his. He was becoming 
excited, and didn't know what to do. An erection, in this place, would 
terribly embarrass him, and he fought hard to keep it down. 

Pulling himself away from her, he danced with his groin a few inches from 
hers, with just her breasts pressing against his chest. 

As they danced, Teddy became bolder. He began kissing Melanie as he would 
kiss Gail. 

First, he would kiss the ear, then work his way towards her lips. 

When their lips met. Teddy felt charged with a wave of electricity passing 
through his body. His tongue darted into her mouth and licked her tongue. 

This was the first time in Teddy's life that he had ever kissed someone, 
besides Gail, and it felt exciting and stimulating. 

That was the first time they kissed and the last until they got to the car. 

After that dance they went to the table and sat there talking and drinking. 
Teddy had his arm around Melanie's shoulders for a very long time, even past 
the time when his arm began to ache from the constant position in which it 
was maintained for more than two hours. 

"Teddy," asked Richie, "do you have your car with you tonight?" 

Teddy's head bobbed up and down and he said, "Yeah." 

"Why, then," suggested Richie, "don't we leave this place and go for a 
ride?" 

"Are you kidding me?" 

"No, why should I be?" 

"I can barely walk, I'm drunk. Or didn't you realize that?" 

"I'm okay, so I'll drive. Do you mind?" 

Teddy shook his head. 

"Good!" exclaimed Richie as he stood up, motioning to the others at the 
table to do-likewise, "then let's get going." 

Everyone left the bar, and Teddy told 

Richie where the car was parked. 

Richie fetched the car and stopped it in front of the entrance. He waited 
for Teddy and Melanie to climb into the back seat, and for Eleanor to climb 
in alongside of him. Richie wrapped his arm around Eleanor as they drove 
away. 

Teddy did like Melanie, but he felt uncomfortable in that position. Whenever 
he sat in the car with Gail, they rarely, if ever, touched, and, therefore, 
Teddy was unaccustomed to sitting with his arm wrapped around someone. 

"Where are we going?" asked Melanie. 

"I'm heading towards the park. Any objections?" he asked with a laugh. 

No one said a thing, but Teddy realized what Richie had just said, and he 
also realized that when they reached the park something would be expected of 
him by Melanie, and he knew that he would be unable to satisfy her. 

As soon as Richie came to a stop in the parking lot, he put his other arm 
around Eleanor and began kissing her with a wild passion. 

His hands played with her back, occasionally slipping down to caress the 
cheeks of her ass. 

Eleanor made no objections whatsoever, and only urged him on as she pressed 
her tongue deeper into Richie's mouth. 

Melanie, meanwhile, sat there waiting for Teddy to make a move. 

He never did, so she assumed that he may be too drunk to think, and decided 
to take the aggressive role. She put her lips to his and immediately pressed 
her tongue into his mouth. Teddy opened his mouth and waited for her tongue 
to press against his teeth. 

Teddy and Melanie kissed for many minutes as Richie was fondling Eleanor's 
breasts with one hand as the other hand was pressed between her legs. 

Eleanor fell back against the seat and waited for Richie's fingers to climb 
up her thigh and reach her vagina. 

As soon as she felt the long, bony fingers press against the cloth covering 
her cunt, she sighed with pleasure and waited for more. 

Eleanor assumed that Teddy and Melanie were doing the same thing, not 
realizing that Teddy was too afraid to even talk to Melanie, let alone put 
his hand onto her vagina. 

Richie's fingers found the crevice of her legs and slowly pulled the nylon 
pants down around her thighs. He felt the soft down of pubic hair and felt 
the sensitive clitoris with the tips of his fingers. 

Two fingers worked their way down until they felt the folds of her labia and 
teased and tickled the sensitive area. Finally, he found the soft, pliable 
opening and pressed his finger against it. 

"Ohhh," Eleanor groaned, as the stiff finger entered the expectant cunt. 

Richie was becoming more and more excited as his finger pushed deeper into 
her. His cock was fully erect and needed some type of release. 

"Sit up," he demanded. 

"Why?" she whispered, as he interrupted her pleasurable sensations with his 
words. 

"I want you to jerk me off," he told her as he pulled her into an upright 
position. 

As soon as Eleanor was in the right position she immediately reached for his 
groin and lay her hand upon the stiff organ which was outlined against the 
cloth of the pants. 

"Open the zipper," she directed. 

Obeying immediately, Richie unbuckled his pants and pulled his shorts down 
to just around his thighs. 

Eleanor's sensitive fingers found the stiff organ and immediately began 
playing with it as Richie's fingers rediscovered her cunt. 

Within minutes she had her orgasm and stopped manipulating his cock for only 
a few seconds as the feeling passed. 

As soon as she felt the relaxing sensations of her orgasm pass, she returned 
her fingers to the head of his cock and rubbed it in her finger tips. 

"Ohhh-shit!" Richie muttered, trying to keep his voice low. 

"What's the matter?" she whispered as she continued rolling the head in her 
fingers. 

"I-oh shit!" he exclaimed again. "I'm gonna come in one second." 

He didn't have one second. Just as he said the last word the milky white 
fluid spurted through his cock and into the palm of Eleanor's hand. 

As soon as she felt the first spurt hit her palm, she immediately withdrew 
her hand and let the rest of the scum fly into the air, with some of it 
landing on the steering wheel, and most of it landing on Richie's shorts. 

The young man sighed with pleasure as he orgasmed, and sat there for a few 
moments, breathing heavily. 

Melanie, still kissing with Teddy, knew what was going on in the front seat, 
and wanted to do the same with Teddy, but Teddy, she discovered, didn't want 
to do a thing. 

Once Melanie tried to put her hand between his legs, but he pulled it away 
and told her no. Another time she took Teddy's hand and directed it towards 
her cunt, but he refused. 

After the two young people in the front seat were relieved, and after 
Melanie realized that Teddy was a waste of time, she suggested that they get 
going. 

"I have to get up early," she lied. 

"No, lets stay for a little bit longer," suggested Eleanor. 

But Melanie was determined to get out. "Listen," she demanded, "just drop me 
off someplace and I'll take a bus home." 

"Hey, Teddy," called Richie into the back seat, "how are you feeling?" 

"I feel fine." 

"Do you think you can drive?" 

"Sure. I'm not high anymore," he lied, but it was a good excuse to get out 
of the back seat. 

"Then why don't you and Melanie get up front, and me and Eleanor can get 
back there?" 

"I don't mind," he said, "as long as Melanie doesn't mind." 

"I don't mind at all," she answered quickly. 

For a few seconds there was a shuffle of doors opening and shutting, seats 
being moved, and bodies being shifted. 

Melanie navigated for the drunken driver, and somehow Teddy managed to 
deposit her at her door. 

She just jumped out of the car door before it even came to a complete stop. 
She sort of said goodnight to everyone on the run. 

Even through the beer, this upset Teddy, and after he dropped both Eleanor 
and Richie off at their homes, he went home alone. 

It was late when Teddy arrived home. 

His mother waited up for him and practically greeted him at the door with 
"How was Gail this evening?" 

"Don't mention her name to me again ever!" he shouted at her. 

"Why?" she inquired. "What happened?" 

"That stupid girl started another fight. She wasn't even ready when I picked 
her up. So I went out to a bar instead." 

"A bar!" his mother exclaimed in surprise. 

"A dinky little bar just across from the school. I met a friend of mine 
there, and these two girls." 

"And what happened?" she asked suspiciously. 

"Nothing, Ma. I bought them a couple of beers and sent them home. That was 
all that happened." 

"Oh, well, then I guess you'd better get to bed. It's getting late, you 
know." 

Teddy glanced at the clock and nodded in agreement. There was one thing, 
however, he wanted to do before going to sleep. 

When he danced with Melanie, as she pushed her groin against his, an 
erection was starting. 

He had to keep it down in the bar, not now, that he was home. 

Teddy wanted to masturbate. He went to the bathroom and stepped into the 
shower stall. 

As the warm water beat against his body his own nakedness, accompanied by 
wild fantasies of naked females, especially the vision of Gail, caused an 
erection. 

Teddy leaned against the wall of the shower stall and watched as his penis 
grew. 

His puerile organ was an instrument of extraordinary beauty. It was longer 
and more slender than the average man's at that age. 

As it stood out firmly from between his legs it took a gentle upward curve. 
The rounded bulb, dispended and with the foreskin tautly stretched was in 
perfect proportion to the smooth shaft bearing it aloft. 

There was no hint of a common or club-like coarseness. The color of the head 
was a very fine pink which melted into the paler pink of the reversed 
foreskin and which then melted into the light brown of the shaft itself. 

Now, under the manipulations of his fingers, the whole shaft quivered 
slightly. As his left hand rubbed the tender skin of his testicles, the 
right hand slowly stroked the now, fully-erect organ. 

As the sensations spread from the tip of his organ down to his legs he 
pressed his wide shoulders harder against the wall. He spread his feet apart 
at least a yard and watched as the water beat against the throbbing organ. 

His hand moved faster as he sensed the impending orgasm. His hips thrust 
forward in time with the rhythmic stroke of his hand until finally he found 
that his hips were moving at a frantic speed. 

He felt the sperm gather at the base of his cock and prepared himself for 
the moment. 

Suddenly, uncontrollably, his hips and legs tightened as he thrust his body 
fully forward, forming an arch against the wall. 

With this final thrust he tightly closed his eyes and concentrated all the 
power of his muscles into the one area of his groin. 

Teddy's hand, now that his eyes were closed, was replaced by an imaginary 
vagina. 

He sensed the sperm rushing through the thin tubes of his testicles and 
finally burst through the head of his organ. 

The immeasurably erect cock throbbed a half dozen times as Teddy felt the 
warm, milky sperm pound through his penis and shoot into the air. 

Even after the organ stopped discharging, the muscles still quivered and 
throbbed, trying to force every last drop out of his body. 

Teddy leaned against the wall and sighed deeply. Droplets of salty water 
dripped down his brown and slid across his blushing face. He opened his legs 
and looked at the opposite wall. 

A long thin stream of milky white fluid slowly slid down the wall and formed 
a projection from the mass of fluid which stood at the same height as 
Teddy's groin. Further down the wall, a few inches above the floor, was a 
smaller mass of liquid which led to a progressively smaller trail of white 
droplets. 

Directly beneath his, by this time, semi-erect cock was the final droplet, 
which he squeezed with his thumb and forefinger from the base of the organ, 
forcing it out through the head. 

He washed the salty perspiration from his body and then aimed the shower 
head down, against the wall, so the sperm would flow down the drain. 

Teddy turned off the water and stepped from the stall. His firm young body 
glistened as it reflected the light from the overhead lamp. 

Teddy was just about six feet tall and weighed less than a hundred and sixty 
pounds, but, nevertheless, the weight was evenly distributed across his 
body. 

Teddy quickly dried himself and, with the towel still around his waist, ran 
to his bedroom. 

In his bedroom he removed the towel and quickly dried himself. Pajamas, to 
Teddy, were a bother and he wished he could just slip into bed naked. But he 
also knew that it would shock the hell out of his parents if they ever came 
into his room and saw him there with nothing on. 

The most frightening thing, in the morning, was the erection he always had, 
because of urine retention. Teddy didn't care if Lewis saw the outline of 
the stiff cock through the pajama bottoms, but he was terribly embarrassed 
if his mother or father ever caught a glimpse of his manhood. 

Teddy climbed into bed and quickly fell asleep. The beer made him tired, and 
the recent ejaculation made him feel even more tired. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

The next morning, Sunday, Teddy was up many hours before Lewis. As soon as 
Lewis entered the kitchen for his breakfast, he saw Teddy sitting there, 
having lunch. 

"Mind if I sit down?" Lewis asked. 

Teddy nodded and said, "Am I really supposed to be able to stop you?" 

Lewis yawned and stretched his arms out wide, exposing two forests of hair 
in his armpits. "Did you have a good time last night?" 

"I had a shit time!" Teddy exclaimed. 

"Shit?" Lewis thought. It was unusual that Teddy should use such a word in 
the house. "Is there anyone at home?" he asked. 

"No. Mom and Dad went to vist Aunt Patty. They told us to try and get there 
in time for dinner." 

"And what time is that supposed to take place?" 

"About five-thirty, I guess." 

"Anyway," continued Lewis, "what happened last night that you should 
consider it shit?" 

"First of all, when I got to Gail's house, she tells me that she's not going 
out with me. I got pissed off and left. Then I came back her, looking for 
you, and-" 

"For me? Why me?" interrupted Lewis. 

"I was hoping that you might be able to introduce me to one of your friends, 
you know, like that girl Barbie you were telling me about." 

"Too bad," Lewis said as he snapped his fingers, "I had just the right girl 
for you, too." 

"Anyway," Teddy continued with his tale of woe, "I went to the bar and met 
an old friend of mine, Richie, who was sitting there with these two girls. 

"After a couple of hours of bullshitting with the girl named Melanie, Richie 
decided to go for a ride, which ended up in the park. 

"When we got to the park, Richie and his girl, Eleanor, start making out 
like crazy, and me and Melanie weren't doing a damn thing." 

"No wonder you're so depressed. You had your chance last night, and you 
muffed it." 

"Right!" agreed Teddy, with a tone of great disgust entering his voice. 

"I'm telling you, Teddy, what you need is a good lay, and you need it fast." 

"Stop telling me what I need, and go get it for me, like you said you were 
going to." 

"Don't worry, little brother, I'll call up Barbie tomorrow and make a date 
for you for next Friday." 

"Damn it!" exclaimed Teddy, "You'd better before I go out of my mind 
completely." 

The next day, while Teddy was at work in the bank, he wondered constantly 
whether or not his brother had called Barbie like he had promised. 

He was nervous at the prospect of going out with some unknown girl that, as 
far as Lewis told him, would demand a fuck. 

Teddy wondered exactly what he was telling her. Would he tell her that he 
was a virgin? or would he lie and say that he was experienced? Whatever 
Lewis told her, Teddy hoped that he wouldn't make all sorts of fantastic 
promises that he would be unable to keep. 

Around three o'clock in the afternoon, just as the bank was closing, and 
Teddy was preparing for another two hours of paper work, such as filling in 
forms, counting money, and so on. 

At that same time, Lewis was calling Barbie from his office. 

Lewis worked as a stock broker and when the market closed for the day, he 
found that that was the only free moment for him to call her. 

He reached her at home. Barbie worked as a waitress during the week, at 
night, and he was sure that he would find her at home. 

When Barbie answered the phone, Lewis told her who he was and what his 
problem was. 

"You're kidding me!" she exclaimed. 

"No, really. My younger brother, Teddy, has never had it and I was wondering 
if you wouldn't mind going out with him on Friday." 

"What do you think I am?" she asked indignantly, "some kind of 'Call-a-Lay' 
service?" 

"I realize what I'm asking you, Barbie, but I really didn't think you would 
mind. My brother is nineteen, six feet tall, weighs about a hundred and 
sixty pounds, has brown hair, brown eyes, good build, handsome, and-" 

"Wait a minute," she interrupted, "what are you trying to do? Sell him to 
me? Anyway, what else were you going to say about him?" 

"And," he continued, "he's well hung for someone his age." 

"And," she asked, "how would you know whether he's well hung or not?" 

"I am his brother, you know, we sleep in the same bedroom, and I've seen him 
since he was born. I should know what his cock looks like." 

"Maybe," she said, "but he seems to have so many good things going for him. 
Why can't he get it on his own, just like his older brother?" 

"Because," he explained, "Teddy has two basic problems, one, he's stuck on 
some silly girl that he's been going out with since he was thirteen or 
something like that, and two, because he is extra, extra shy. He is so 
afraid of girls, that it's really sickening." 

"And you really think I can help him?" 

"I don't know of anyone else who can. You're the best girl around that I 
know of, and if you can't teach him, then he can't be taught." 

"You'll have to let me think it over," she decided, "I just can't go out 
with any young kid who needs a lay." 

"What's so young about him? He's nineteen and you're only twenty two. Big 
deal," he exclaimed, "a three year difference." 

"All right already," she said, "I'll take him on, but you had better let him 
know what he's in for." 

"What time do you want him to pick you up Friday night?" Lewis asked. 

"Try to get him here around seven o'clock or so. I'm not working Friday 
night, so he can spend the whole night here if he wants. 

"By the way," she added as an afterthought, "I think I deserve something out 
of this deal, don't you?" 

"Such as?" 

"I don't know, but the next time I see you, you had better be prepared to 
give me something." 

Lewis knew what she meant, and said goodbye, reminding her to be ready to 
take care of him. 

As soon as Lewis dropped the receiver, Barbie began thinking about what she 
had just committed herself to. 

"I'll be a nurse-maid to a baby," she thought. "I've got to teach this kid 
all about sex in only a few hours. Smart move, Barbie, really smart. 

"You could have had any guy you wanted. A guy with lots of bread, and now 
you have to settle for a stinking nineteen year old baby." 

As she congratulated herself upon such smart maneuvers, Lewis was also 
thinking. 

"Now," he thought, "maybe Teddy will get out of his rut and start acting 
like a man, instead of always being tied to the strings of Gail." 

He really thought that Barbie could teach him everything he would need to 
know about sex. She was the one who could do it all right. She had to be! 

Lewis felt a warm wave of accomplishment surge through him, and he only 
hoped that Teddy displayed the proper amount of gratitude from then on for 
what Lewis had just done for him. 

There were problems lying ahead that not even 'sophisticated' Lewis could 
have foreseen. 

Lewis arrived home before Teddy as usual. He relaxed on the couch in the 
living room until his parents arrived. 

They entered through the kitchen, and Lewis yelled to them. "Hey, I'm in 
here." 

"Where's Teddy?" Mrs. Carroll asked. 

"Not home from work yet," he told her. 

Mr. Carroll was already taking off his shirt as he walked towards the 
bedroom. As with every other night when he and his wife came home from the 
store, he made it a habit of changing his clothes, which he wore all day, 
and slipping into something more comfortable. 

Mr. Carroll was tired of his dry cleaning business, and hoped for the day 
when he could soon retire on the money he and his wife had saved from the 
business over the last twenty years. He was making plans to sell the store 
in the near future and move to Florida with his wife. But he knew he would 
have to wait until the two oldest boys were settled down. 

Teddy, he expected would marry first and then someday Lewis would decide to 
settle down. The youngest boy, he didn't have to worry about. When they 
moved to Florida, he could go with them, but before he left he wanted to see 
the two eldest married. 

"What are you having for dinner?" asked Lewis as he killed the cigarette in 
the ashtray. 

"I haven't got the vaguest idea," she explained. "I'll have to see what's in 
the refrigerator." 

Lewis disliked the idea of his parents having to work so hard. He was making 
close to three hundred dollars a week, and with the money his parents were 
making, he knew that they could retire right now, but, he knew he couldn't 
force them to sell their business. 

Besides, as soon as they sold the business, he could go out and get his own 
apartment. 

Every month the subject was brought up and each time it was put down by 
either Mr. or Mrs. Carroll. They refused to see their son spend money on an 
apartment when he could be saving his money for the time he got married. 

"I'm never getting married," he constantly told them whenever they brought 
up the subject. 

"Then don't even think of getting an apartment for yourself. If you leave 
this house, don't bother coming back. We'll never want to see you again." 
That line he had heard a thousand times. 

The only way out for Lewis was to find some girl, any girl, and marry her, 
with the understanding that they were married only in name. 

Occasionally, he brought the idea to a few of his female friends, but they 
all told him to go to hell. "I'm not sharing my bed with a bunch of whores," 
they usually declared firmly. "If you marry me, then that's it. No more 
running around." 

"Those were their terms, but Lewis always refused to go along with them. 
Instead, he decided to remain unmarried as long as possible." 

"I read in the paper that the weather in Florida is beautiful this time of 
year, " Lewis told his mother. 

"Don't worry, Lewis. Soon enough we'll be leaving and then you can fool 
around all you want." 

Mrs. Carroll glanced at the wall clock hanging in the kitchen and asked 
about Teddy. 

"Don't worry," Lewis said. "I think Teddy is old enough to take care of 
himself." 

"Maybe so, but when he doesn't get home on time, I start thinking of the 
most horrible things." 

Mrs. Carroll went to her bedroom and removed her working dress and slipped 
on a simple housedress so she could begin preparing dinner. 

The youngest boy had been out playing ball all afternoon, and came storming 
into the house demanding that he be fed. 

"Wait until Teddy gets home," Mrs. Carroll reprimanded as the young boy 
opened the refrigerator door. 

"Get out of there," she yelled as he started making himself a ham and cheese 
sandwich. 

"I'm hungry," he pleaded. 

"You'll just have to wait," she said. 

The boy released his sandwich and went into the living room to watch 
television. 

Teddy got home as quickly as the public transportation would allow him. With 
the normal delays, it still took him more than an hour and helived just a 
few miles from the city. 

Besides, Teddy had a good reason to get home as quickly as possible; he 
wanted to find out if Lewis had called that girl, Barbie, like he had 
promised. 

For a number of moments he was undecided whether or not it was the best 
thing in the world for him to get set up with some unknown chick that he 
knew was a nymph, or so Lewis had told him. Teddy was frightened about 
meeting her, if the meeting ever took place, and he knew that he would 
fumble about like an idiot. 

Gail, was a different problem. Teddy never had to make love to her. A kiss 
was all she required from him, or so he thought. But going out with a girl 
that would make demands upon him was too frightening. 

On the other hand, however, he wanted to go out with Barbie. Teddy knew that 
he needed the experience, and he needed it badly. Masturbation, at the age 
of nineteen, was almost unheard of. 

For an adult to make masturbation his only form of release seemed unhealthy. 
A man had to have a girl sooner or later. 

"I'll have to wait and see," he thought as he hung onto the subway strap. 

"Where have you been?" Mrs. Carroll demanded. 

Teddy didn't answer. He was looking at Lewis, trying to find some expression 
in his face that would let him know if he had the girl or not. 

"I said," repeated his mother, "what took you so long?" 

Teddy was startled by her question and said, "Huh?" 

"Sit down and eat," she told him. 

Teddy finished dinner quickly and glanced over at Lewis. 

All during the meal their eyes met, but Lewis was playing games with his 
brother. He didn't want to let him know just yet, that everything was 
planned for Friday night. He wanted to string him along. 

When Lewis stood up from the table and entered the living room, Teddy 
followed. 

"Well?" Teddy whispered. " 

"Well what?" 

"What about the girl?" he demanded, excitement in his voice. 

"Well, I called her up and-" 

"And what?" he interrupted. 

"Let's go into the bedroom," Lewis suggested as he took Teddy by the elbow 
and led him through the apartment and into their bedroom. 

"I've got a shock for you," Lewis announced. 

"Teddy sat on the edge of the bed waiting for him to say something. Lewis 
paused for a few seconds, smiled, and then he waited for Teddy's excitement 
to break. "For shit's sake! Did you speak to her?" 

"I spoke to her this afternoon and she said that you can go over to her 
place on Friday night around seven." 

"Oh, that's great." 

"Okay, then it's settled." 

"Nothing is settled. I don't know her name, her address, what she's like, or 
anything about her." 

"Before Friday comes, you'll know soon enough all about her. I'll make sure 
you know all about her." 

Teddy wasn't satisfied with Lewis telling turn to wait. Teddy wanted answers 
and he wanted them quickly. 

"Is she a prostitute?" he asked. 

"Of course not, dummy. Do you think I'd set you up with a prostitute? She's 
a decent girl. She works at a legitimate job. She just loves sex." 

"What kind of sex?" 

"How many different types of sex are there?" 

"I don't know," Teddy exclaimed. "Maybe she's the type of girl who enjoys 
using belts and whips." 

"I don't think she is, at least not the few times I had her. It's all 
straight sex." 

Already Teddy was seeing visions of him lying in bed with the girl, as she 
spread her legs wide so his cock could enter. He saw himself humping up and 
down on the bed as he shot and shot all the come he had into her. 

"Have you ever had a blow-job?" Lewis asked, interrupting Teddy's thoughts. 

Teddy shook his head and said that a girl never even touched his penis. 

"Well," Lewis began. "Barbie's an expert at sucking on a guy's cock. She 
does it so well, that it makes you feel as if you never want her to stop." 

Teddy's cock was beginning to stiffen at the thought. 

"And the jobs she can do on a guy's ass!" 

"What are you talking about?" 

"You've never had your ass licked out by a girl, so you wouldn't know, but 
Barbie will teach you all about it. And if you like to eat out a cunt once 
in a while, Barbie has one that an army could eat out all at the same time." 

"Hey," objected Teddy at this description of Barbie. "How big is this girl 
anyhow. The way you talk she sounds as if she is as big as a cow." 

"On the contrary. She's very pretty and quite well stacked." Lewis was 
talking like some old British movie. 

"Well, we'll see what happens." 

"But I haven't finished," interjected Lewis as Teddy looked prepared to 
leave the room. "She has the most beautiful cunt in the whole world. When 
you see it you won't believe it! Naturally, you won't be able to make any 
such comparisons, because you've never had a girl before, but if you ever 
get a chance to see another one, then you'll know what I'm talking about." 

Teddy was getting more and more excited as his brother talked about the 
girl. "I've got to go to the bathroom," he declared as he stood up. As he 
lifted himself into an upright position, he pulled his shirt from his pants 
and let it hang over the front of his pants. 

"What's all that about?" asked Lewis as he watched his brother's movements. 

"I've got a hard-on," Teddy declared. 

Lewis smiled at the idea that he caused his younger brother to get an 
erection because of what he said. 

Teddy went into the bathroom, hoping that he wouldn't meet any other member 
of the family on his way. As soon as he entered, he pulled his pants around 
his knees and immediately began jerking off. 

The ejaculation came within seconds. Teddy felt relieved now that he let 
some of his come out. Mentally, he was preparing himself for the day he 
would meet Barbie. 

All evening he imagined her mouth around his cock, or her cunt swallowing 
his prick. It was a long evening. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

The week went by slowly. He had such great expectations that it made 
everything else that had to be done trivial and unimportant. 

Wednesday morning, however, he called Gail to find out if she was willing to 
make up. 

"I'll call you up when I'm ready," she told him as she slammed the receiver 
down. 

Thursday evening he called again and found her sorry for the way she had 
been acting. 

Teddy asked her out for Saturday and she quickly accepted. Going out with 
Gail was for a dual purpose; one, for the date, of course, and two, to find 
out if he could put any of his new found knowledge from the preceding night 
to any use. 

That same evening, just after he spoke with Gail, Lewis decided to tell him 
about Barbie. 

He gave a complete physical description and told him about the different 
types of sex she enjoyed. 

"Aren't I taking her out on a date?" Teddy asked. 

"No. I told Barbie that you were going there to get some experience and she 
said she would teach you as a favor to me." 

"To you? I don't understand." 

"Barbie," Lewis began, assuming it to be a well-known fact, "loves my ass." 

"Sounds good. I have to go over there and fuck this girl because she wants 
you. That sounds like a real ego builder for anyone." 

"What are you worried about? You're going over there for only one thing. 
You're not supposed to fall in love with the damn girl." 

"I had no intention of falling in love with her, but, shit, she could at 
least make me fuck her because she-likes me, not you." 

"Can't she like the both of us?" Lewis asked. He was getting agitated at 
Teddy's silly line of questioning. As far as Lewis was concerned, he was 
doing his younger brother a favor by setting him up with .Barbie, and it 
seemed stupid that Teddy should start getting jealous. 

"Well," concluded Teddy. "We'll wait and see what happens." 

"What happened with Gail?" 

"I have a date with her on Saturday, and I intend to experiment on her." 

"Experiment on her?" 

"Sure. Whatever Barbie teaches me I'll try to do with Gail." 

"I don't think it'll work. I mean, you've been going out with Gail for such 
a long time and you've never even touched her. I doubt if she'll let you 
screw her all of a sudden like that." 

"If she doesn't let me screw her," he decided, "then I'll go as far as I 
can. I really don't know about her yet. For all I know, Gail might be 
frigid, and then again she may be oversexed and I never knew about it." 

"Why don't you stick it out with Barbie for a bit?" Lewis suggested. "She 
may like you and then you won't have to bother with Gail." 

"I'll just have to wait and see what happens tomorrow." 

That Friday, during the morning and afternoon, while Teddy was at work, no 
one could talk to him. He was constantly on edge, and jumped whenever 
someone approached him. 

His boss, or immediate supervisor, saw that something was on Teddy's mind 
and asked him about it. 

"What's the matter with you?" asked Mr. Dunbar, the head cashier. "I've been 
watching you and you look like a nervous wreck. Is there something wrong?" 

"No, Mr. Dunbar, it's nothing. Just girl trouble that you wouldn't 
understand." 

"Did you break up with Gail?" he asked. Nearly everyone in the bank knew 
about Teddy and Gail. 

"No, I wish it was as simple as that." 

"If you tell me maybe I can help." 

Teddy was becoming irritated by Mr. Dunbar's interference with his personal 
affairs. "Please," begged Teddy, "it's really nothing that you can help me 
with. It's just something I have to do on my own." 

Mr. Dunbar, finally realizing that he wasn't wanted, shrugged and left. 

"How," Teddy thought, "can I tell Mr. Dunbar about having to go and fuck 
Barbie tonight? If I told him what I was supposed to do he'd keel over 
laughing. He probably thinks I'm one of the world's best lovers from the way 
I've bullshitted about my imaginary love affairs." 

His thoughts for the remainder of the day were filled with anticipation over 
his projected date with Barbie. He went over and over in his head what he 
would say to her when she answered the door, rejecting most of his feeble 
ideas. He began to wonder whether or not he should just be blunt and say, 
"Come on, let's fuck." 

His mind became a jumble of ideas, and finally, he just decided to wait. 

By the end of the day, he had developed a complete approach-avoidance 
complex about the whole date. He couldn't wait until seven on the one hand, 
and on the other he wished it would never come. 

The avoidance side of the struggle became stronger and stronger as seven 
o'clock drew closer. How could he get out of it? He thought that perhaps he 
could tell Lewis that he was sick, but he knew that an attempt like that 
wouldn't get past his brother. 

When the five o'clock bell struck, Teddy jumped out of his skin with the 
frightening sound. Before, the sound of the bell would come as a relief, but 
that Friday night meant that he would have to leave his quiet world of the 
bank and go into a different world, once for which he was totally 
unprepared. 

That evening, when dinner was being served, he found it extremely difficult 
to eat. His mouth was dry from nervousness, and he trembled like an old man. 
Mrs. Carroll noticed Teddy's state and inquired about it. 

"What's the matter with you?" she asked. "You haven't eaten a thing and your 
shaking like a leaf. Are you sick or something?" 

"No, Ma. I'm fine. It's just that I have a very important day tonight and I 
just feel a bit nervous." 

"Oh, good. You've made up with Gail?" 

"No, well, not exactly. I have a date with Gail tomorrow night, but tonight 
it's with someone else." 

"Someone else?" she repeated, in surprise. 

"Yes, and don't bother asking about her, because I know nothing about her. 
She's a blind date that was set up for me by Richie." 

"Won't Gail object?" she asked. 

"Gail won't know. Unless you tell her." 

"Me? Heaven forbid that I should breath a word about it to Gail." She was 
telling the truth. She wasn't going to tell Gail, but she was already making 
plans to call Gail's mother and ask her about it. If her mother told her, 
then it wouldn't be her fault. 

"Please make sure. I'm not doing anything wrong, it's just that I want to 
meet new people." 

Mrs. Carroll was getting worried that Teddy should suddenly decide to start 
meeting new people. If he started going out with other girls, he might lose 
his interest in Gail, and the last thing she wanted was for them to break 
up. She had every intention of seeing them married, and seeing it as quickly 
as possible. If Lewis had no intention of getting married, then Mrs. Carroll 
had to make sure that Teddy didn't lose all his intentions, not after all 
these years of going out with the same girl. 

"But what if Gail finds out?" she asked, preparing him for the 
inevitableness of the problem. 

"If she finds out, then I'll just tell her the truth. I mean, she can't 
really object to me going out with someone else, at least once in a while." 

"If Gail wanted to go out with other guys, I wouldn't care. It's not like 
we're married. We're just going steady. We're not engaged, so there's 
nothing to worry about, as long as you don't tell her." 

"I've already promised. Stop worrying and go meet your new girlfriend." 

"New girlfriend!" he whispered. "I haven't been out with her yet, and she's 
already my new girlfriend. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if she was my new 
girlfriend. like Lewis said, the real problem is that I've never had it yet, 
and I do need it badly. If I find that I like the girl and that she-likes 
me, maybe we can hit it off." 

Teddy, however, was lying to himself, because he had no intention of liking 
the girl, especially a girl like that. 

If a girl is willing to go down with almost any guy, then it would be 
impossible for her to form an attachment to a single man. She had to keep 
herself on the go at all times; she was too interested in sex to find time 
to be interested in a man. 

Lewis gave Teddy the directions to her apartment and warned that "she shares 
it with a few girls, so don't get all excited if you happen to see a few 
girls running around in the nude." 

"Not get excited!" he whispered to himself. "That would be physically 
impossible." 

"Now remember what I said," reminded Lewis. "When you first meet her, don't 
act silly, but act as mature as possible. She won't bother with you at all 
if you start acting like a kid. Barbie's the kind of girl that goes for the 
he-man type." 

"If she goes for he-men, how come she's bothering with me? She knows that 
I've never had it before. Am I supposed to walk in there advertising my cock 
and yelling, 'Here it is!' " 

"Just act normal, but not too normal," referring to Teddy's innate shyness. 

"Yeah," Teddy answered. "I'll just act normal." 

Teddy drove to Barbie's apartment, which was in Brooklyn, after he had taken 
a mild sedative. 

After many minutes of indecision, after he had reached the apartment, he 
decided to take his chances and go up. 

Standing in front of the door, trying to figure out what he was doing there, 
he finally decided to knock. Footsteps could be heard coming towards the 
door and it was opened by a lovely girl. 

"Barbie?" he asked. 

"No," the girl said, "I'm Ruth. Barbie's inside." Her head nodded toward the 
living room and then she said, "Are you coming?" 

Cautiously, Teddy entered the apartment and looked around, noticing that it 
was cheaply decorated, and that most of the colors used were drab and 
lifeless. 

Another girl approached him as he walked in and asked, "Are you Teddy?" 

He nodded and repeated his name, not only to confirm her question, but also 
to reassure himself that what was happening was real. 

"I'm Barbie," the pretty blonde said as she held out her hand. "Make 
yourself at home while I slip into my robe." 

Her robe, he thought. Wasn't she going to even attempt to do things slowly? 

Teddy sat on the chair near the door, just in case, as he waited for Barbie 
to return. 

Ruth approached him and asked if he would like a drink. Teddy, under most 
circumstances, did not drink. It was only when he was troubled by something 
that he would ever drink. This was one of those circumstances. 

"Thank you. I'll have a, uh, brandy?" 

"Brandy? Sure. How do you want it?" 

"With a little bit of water." 

Ruth left the room and went to the kitchen to prepare the drink. Wow, she 
thought, is this one shy. It looks like he'll jump out of his skin in just 
few seconds if I don't calm him down." 

Within-minutes Ruth was back. She handed the drink to Teddy. 

"Why are you so nervous?" she asked. 

"Huh?" 

"I asked why you're shaking like that. Is there something wrong?" 

"Oh, no. Nothing's wrong. It's just that I-" 

"Now I know who you are!" she exclaimed. "Barbie said you were coming over." 

Barbie had told Ruth that a young boy was coming over for 'some experience,' 
and that she was supposed to teach him the ropes. 

Teddy, when he heard her exclaim, was ready to run out. What the hell did 
she do? Tell the whole world? 

Barbie returned and sat next to Teddy. He moved away from her as she moved 
closer. 

"What's the matter?" she asked as she followed him across the couch. 

"Nothing!" he said as she pressed into him, forcing him to get up. 

"I'm not dangerous," she laughed. "Come and sit next to me." 

"I know you're not dangerous, it's just that-I don't know what I mean." 

Barbie realized that Teddy was extremely nervous and tried to get him to 
calm down by taking his mind off the reason for him coming here. 

"How old are you?" she asked. She was already told by Lewis that he was 
nineteen, but she wanted to bring Teddy into a simple conversation. 

Teddy told her how old he was and they exchanged simple questions. 

Finally, after Teddy had drunk three glasses of brandy, Barbie thought that 
he was ready for something. 

"You know," she began, "you're a very handsome boy." 

Teddy thanked her for the compliment and said that she was pretty, as well 
as intelligent. 

"Why don't you come and sit next to me?" she begged. 

With the aid of the alcohol, Teddy's bravery increased and he decided to sit 
next to her as she requested. As soon as his rear hit the couch she threw 
her arms around him and kissed him. 

Teddy was shocked, but he readily accepted her advances, as her tongue 
darted into his mouth, teasing the sensitive nerves of his mouth. 

Already his cock was beginning to stiffen, and he tried desperately to keep 
it from growing, but it was useless. By the time she pulled her mouth away 
for a breath, his cock was full grown. 

They sat there kissing for only a few minutes. Barbie found kissing a boring 
task. She felt that it wasn't as exciting as most people thought, and could 
think of better things to do with her time. But, she found, most men thought 
a good passionate kiss was the most exciting thing in the world. 

"Do you have a girl?" she asked as she wiped the saliva from his chin. 

Teddy nodded and told her the whole story about Gail. That they had been 
going together for such a long time and how everyone expected them to marry 
in the near future. 

"Have you ever made love to her?" she asked. "I mean real love." 

Teddy shook his head. 

"Why not? I would think that after going together for so many years either 
one of you would soon become curious and want to try it. It really is the 
best thing in the world." 

"I think it is, too. But my problem is that I'm too shy to ask another girl 
out for a date, and too frightened to ask Gail to go to bed with me." 

"Why should you be frightened of her. She wouldn't kill you is you asked 
her." 

"I know, but I love her. And for some reason I would consider it an insult 
to her if I were to screw around with her." 

"Believe me," she exclaimed, "it wouldn't be an insult. The same way guys 
have to get it once in a while, girls do too." 

"I know that you've jerked yourself off a thousand times, right?" 

"Yeah, but that's different." 

"Why should it be different? Girls do the same thing, and they're just 
begging to get laid." 

He put his arm around her shoulder and kissed her on the lips. 

Teddy spent many minutes kissing her, because he didn't know what came next. 

"Listen," said Barbie, "we can't spend the whole night like this." 

"Why? What's the matter with what we're doing?" 

"There's nothing wrong with it, but there are plenty of other things we have 
to do before the night is over, and I just don't want to waste so much 
precious time kissing like a couple of high school kids." 

Teddy shrugged his shoulders, and waited for her to make the next move. 

"Well?" she asked. 

"Well what?" 

"Come with me," she directed. "Where to?" he asked nervously. "Into the 
bedroom, of course. Where the hell did you think I was gonna take you." 

"I'm sorry, but-" 

"That's all right, you don't need any excuses. Lewis told me everything over 
the phone, and I knew as soon as he opened his mouth what I had to do. Now 
I'm doing it, and you're acting just like he said you would." 

"Fuck Lewis," Teddy thought, "for he's the one that got me into this mess in 
the first place." 

"Let's go," she demanded. 

Reluctantly, now Teddy followed her to her bedroom and waited outside the 
door while she turned on the light. He was afraid to go in, and wanted to 
run out of the apartment as quickly as his legs could carry him, but he knew 
if he left he would look like a fool in his brother's eyes. He wasn't 
worried what Barbie thought of him, this would be the first and last time he 
would ever meet her, so it didn't make any difference. 

It was just his brother who would ride him forever that he had set his 
little brother up with a piece of cunt, and he fumbled the entire night. 

Barbie stood inside the bedroom and asked him to enter, as calmly as she 
could. She was already trying to figure ways to get revenge on Lewis for 
doing this to her. 

Here she was already set up with this guy who gave fantastic screws, and he 
has to call and fuck it all up for her. 

"Him and his damn brother," she thought, as she asked him to come in for the 
second time. 

"Oh, for shit's sake, come into the fuckin' bedroom!" she almost screamed, 
"I'm not gonna hit you over the head with a bat!" 

Fearfully, slowly, and extremely reluctantly, he entered the room, taking 
each step, as if it were his last. 

Finally, he found himself entirely in the room. He glanced around quickly, 
looking for anything that might be considered suspicious. 

After he was assured that there was nothing wrong, he relaxed slightly and 
accepted Barbie's invitation to sit down. 

He looked around and saw no chairs. "Where can I sit?'", he asked.' he 
asked. 

"How about the bed?" she suggested. 

He looked at the bed suspiciously and slowly approached it. Pressing it with 
his hand, he was assured there was nothing wrong with it, and sat down, with 
his hands folded in his lap. 

"You really are frightened, aren't you?" 

"No, I'm not, it's just that I-I-" 

Barbie came and sat next to him, put her arm around his shoulder and pulled 
him towards her. "I'll take care of you, Teddy, I'll take care of you." With 
those words, she kissed him firmly on the lips as her hand ran up and down 
his back. 

Barbie was beginning to feel compassionate towards the young man, trying to 
put herself in his situation: virgin, naive, afraid. 

"If you want," she suggested, "you don't have to do a thing. I'll do 
everything." 

Teddy didn't know what she was referring to. For a couple of long moments, 
he just remained motionless, not saying anything, not doing anything. A kind 
of electricity hung heavy in the air between them as he sat there waiting 
for Barbie to decide what to do. 

"Have you ever seen a naked girl?" she asked. 

Teddy shook his head, and said that he hadn't, but would like to. 

"Would you like to see me without my clothes on?" she suggested. 

Teddy shrugged his shoulders and said that it would be okay. 

As soon as Barbie began undressing he felt an insane desire to run out. At 
one point he was almost off the bed and standing, but he forced himself to 
sit there and wait to see what would happen. 

With his back to her, he waited for her to tell him to turn around. 

"Now, Teddy, I don't have any clothes on. I'm completely naked. You can turn 
around if you wish, or you can leave right now." 

That was her ultimatum to him. He could either accept or refuse. He chose to 
accept. Slowly, he turned just his head until he could see her naked body 
out of the corner of his eye. The sight was overwhelming. 

He turned his body around completely until he was facing her. She stood 
proudly naked, waiting and watching for Teddy's eyes to take her all in. 

Her shoulders and stomach were tanned from the sun. The nipples, hard, and 
round, small and inviting excited him until he felt the fear beginning to 
leave and the lust begin to enter. 

His eyes followed the contours of her body, past her naval, down to the mass 
of blonde, long hair thrusting out from between her legs, concealing her 
legs, concealing her vagina. He stared for many moments at the vagina, as 
much of it as he could see, until he realized that he had an erection. 

"Well," she asked, "do you like what you see?" 

Teddy nodded. 

"I'm giving you this body for the entire night, to do with as you like." 

"What-what do you mean?" 

"Just what I said. You can do with it whatever you like . If you prefer to 
just sit there and look at me, that's fine, if you want to play with me, 
that's fine also, and if you want to make full use of it, that's even 
better. But it's up to you, Teddy, I won't force you to do a thing you 
wouldn't want to do on your own." 

Teddy's organ was throbbing with excitement as he stared at the body and 
listened to the voice, inviting, enticing, and begging him to do something. 

He could hardly believe the directness of what she'd just said to him. 

"I want to make love to you," he mumbled under his breath, hoping she would 
hear and afraid that she would hear. 

"I'm ready," she told him as she came to sit alongside him on the bed. 

'Touch my breasts, if you like." 

His hand taut and shaking, reached out and pressed against the nipple of one 
breast, and then moved to touch the other. 

Slowly, Teddy was becoming more involved with what he was doing, and his 
hand began to move much more quickly from breast to breast, teasing the 
nipples, or squeezing the two masses of flesh. 

He pinched the nipple, and Barbie whelped. "Not so hard," she warned. "When 
you're playing with a girl's nipple, treat it gently. Just brush over it 
with your fingertips. 

"It isn't necessary to squeeze or pinch them. When you do that, it only 
hurts, but if you just tease them a little bit, then it feels good. It makes 
me feel good all over. So try it that way." 

Teddy did as he was directed, and gently brushed his fingers over the 
nipple, which was still soft. But now that he was treating it with kindness, 
it slowly began to harden, and the realization that it was he that was now 
causing it, excited him even further. 

"I want you to touch me," he whispered to 

Barbie as his hand moved down across her belly. 

Barbie heard his instruction and obeyed immediately, letting her hand fly 
across his body, touching him all over, except in the one spot she knew 
would frighten him, his groin. 

"Why don't you take off your clothes?" she asked. 

Teddy disregarded her suggestion and pressed his hand into the crevice of 
her legs, sensing the hair, which was covering her love instrument. 

The tip of his finger tapped her clitoris, and slowly, his fingertips rubbed 
the highly sensitive area. 

Barbie sighed with the pleasurable sensations she was receiving and let him 
press his hand deeper between her legs. 

Waiting, she finally felt his finger touch the soft folds of skin of the 
labia, and pressed against her vaginal opening. 

Barbie felt the excitement shoot through her and wanted him to make love to 
her as quickly as possible. But, she knew, Teddy would have to undress 
first. 

"If," she suggested, "I were to turn out the lights, you can undress." 

Barbie sighed with the pleasurable sensations she was receiving and let him 
press his hand deeper between her legs. 

Now, he'd gone further than ever before in his life, and he wanted to make 
love to the woman, but he didn't know how. 

"Do you want me to turn out the lights?" She repeated again. As she spoke 
her hands were already unbuttoning his shirt. 

Teddy's shirt now hung opened at the front, down to his waist, and Barbie's 
hand was caressing his bare chest. 

Teddy nodded and said, "Alright, turn out the lights, and then I'll 
undress." 

Barbie pulled her hand from his hot, burning skin, and walked to the light 
switch. With a quick flick of her finger, the lights in the room were all 
out, and she had to grope her way back to the bed. 

Bumping into Teddy's legs, she almost fell on top of him as she sat on the 
bed next to him. 

With her assistance, Teddy took his shirt off, and was now sitting on the 
bed with his pants on. 

"Do you want me to help you undress?" she asked as her fingers moved down 
his belly and felt the buckle of his pants. 

Without waiting for an answer, she immediately pulled on the belt until it 
opened. Her lingers, moving quickly, fumbling, with the excitement, pulled 
the tab of the pants top and let it open. 

All this time Teddy did not resist in any way. He even helped her slightly 
by leaning back a little bit as she pulled down the zipper of his pants. 

Barbie's fingers, as she pulled on the tab of the zipper, felt the stiff 
organ pressing against the thin cloth of his shorts. 

Frightened, at first, that it might startle Teddy, she refrained from 
holding it, or even touching it, but then she received no resistance, she 
finally decided to feel the organ through the cloth. 

As her fingers wrapped around the stiff cock, Teddy sighed with the unusual 
sensations he was receiving, and without thinking, raised his hips, and 
pulled his pants down to the floor. 

With one kick, the pair of pants were sitting alongside the bed, and he 
realized that now he had nothing on but the shorts. 

Barbie's fingers, meanwhile, were still playing with the maleness of the 
nineteen year old boy sitting next to her. 

When the pants came off, she knew that Teddy was excited sufficiently to 
allow her to pull the shorts down and off. 

With her two index fingers inside his pants, when she received no 
resistance, she finally decided to feel the organ through the cloth. 

"Lift your hips," she whispered, as she continued tugging on the shorts. 

Instinctively, Teddy obeyed, and presenting his hands against the bed, he 
raised himself slightly as Barbie pulled the shorts down around his thighs. 

Leaving the shorts in that position she slowly moved her hand back up his 
thighs until she felt the overgrowth of pubic hair around the stiff organ. 

Frustrated, and too excited to think about Teddy's fears, she grabbed the 
stiff organ in her hand, and immediately began playing with it. 

The room was absolutely still, except for the heavy breathing of the young 
man, and the heavy breathing of the young woman. 

Teddy's cock, fully erect, accepted the sensations Barbie's fingers were 
providing and because of the newness of the feelings, was ready to explode. 

"Ohhhhhhh-" Teddy muttered as he bit his lower lip with the onset of the 
orgasm. "I'm gonna shoot!" he exclaimed as he pressed his back heavily 
against the bed as Barbie's hand took full, long strokes of the organ, 
pulling on the short foreskin, and then letting it return to its original 
position. 

Teddy's hips and legs went into spasms of pleasure as the hand moved much 
faster, feeling the stiff organ throb in her hand. 

"I'm-" Teddy began, but he was unable to finish. His ejaculation came 
without warning to Barbie. 

Teddy knew it was happening, but he was unable to say anything. The semen 
shot through the thin tubes of the testicles, and came flying through the 
head of the organ. Barbie caught almost all of it in her hand at the milky, 
hot, sperm shot in short bursts. 

Teddy collapsed against the bed as the orgasm passed and lay there breathing 
heavily. 

Barbie with her thumb and forefinger of one hand, squeezed the organ until 
the final droplet fell into her hand. 

Leaving Teddy on the bed she got up and went to the bathroom to wash the 
sperm from her hands. Closing the door to the bedroom, to keep it black, she 
turned on the light and glanced at the sperm over her fingers and palms, as 
she turned on the tap. 

When she returned to the bedroom, she found the lights on and Teddy 
standing, nearly fully dressed. 

"Where are you going?" she asked in surprise. She thought that Teddy was 
ready for anything now, and would be willing to stay, but this shook her up 
a bit. 

"I've decided to leave," he told her as he pulled his shirt on. 

"Why? What happened? What did I do?" 

"Nothing. It's just that I-we-well-I--don't know what it is, but I can't 
stay. 

"I can't," he announced as he began buttoning his shirt. 

"Please?" she begged as he walked past her. 

"No, not yet. I'm not ready. Wait a while. Maybe next week, but I can't do 
it now." 

He walked out the door, gently closing it behind his m and ran to his car, 
Tears were rolling down his cheeks as he unlocked the door of the car, and 
climbed behind the wheel. 

"You stupid fuck," he told himself, "you're nothing but a baby. It'll take 
you years before you really grow up." 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Barbie, even as Teddy drove away, was still standing in her room, trying to 
figure out what had just happened. 

She remembered jerking the boy off, and knew that he had enjoyed it. But 
what had she done to make him want to leave like that? 

She certainly couldn't figure it out on her own, and so she decided to call 
Lewis as soon as possible. 

Lewis found Teddy in the bedroom and was overly anxious to find out what 
transpired between him and Barbie. 

Teddy avoided his brother's eyes when he entered the room. 

Lewis sensed something had gone wrong and finally asked him what had 
happened. 

"Nothing, not a damn thing happened." 

"What are you talking about? I know Barbie, and it would take a dozen horses 
to keep her away from a cock," he told him in a whisper. 

"Let's forget about the whole thing, will you?" demanded Teddy as he pulled 
the covers to his chin. 

"Wait a minute, wait just one damned minute. I set you up with this fabulous 
chick, and then you tell me to forget about it? Bullshit! I'm not going to 
forget about a thing until you tell me exactly what happened there tonight." 

Teddy, reluctantly, rolled over onto his back and lay very still. His mouth 
was set tight, the lips drawn into a narrow line of irritation and 
resistance. 

Lewis stared. 

Teddy told him what happened, down to the last movement Barbie made as he 
left her standing in the bedroom all by herself. 

"You're kidding me!" Lewis exclaimed when 

Teddy was through with his story. 

"It's the truth. I don't really understand what happened, but I don't know 
if I'm ever going back there." 

Lewis sat on his own bed, with his chin in his flat palm and thought for a 
few seconds. 

"May I make a suggestion?" 

"What's that?" asked Teddy. 

"I want you to call her up during the week, apologize for what you did, and 
then ask her out for a date. Not to go over to her apartment and make love 
to her, but just to take out the girl some place. Take her anywhere, but 
don't rush into the business." 

"I don't understand what you mean," said Teddy. 

"I want you to take things slowly, okay? Next time, I want you to take her 
out and treat her like a regular date. Then, if you want to, you can go back 
to her apartment and if you really feel like it, you can make love to her. 
How do you feel about that idea?" 

Teddy shrugged his shoulders. "Give me her number, and I might call her this 
week." 

"Not might, you have to call her up. If you don't, you'll never be able to 
go to bed with a girl for the rest of your life." 

"Go away, what do you mean I won't be able to go to bed with a girl for the 
rest of my life?" 

"Just what I said. You're obviously afraid of making love to a girl, and 
until you do, you'll always feel this way. I don't know what it is exactly, 
but I think it boils down to a fear of rejection." 

"Rejection?" 

"Rejection. You're afraid that she might not be satisfied with your love 
making, and the best way to avoid being rejected is never to do anything." 

"Where did you hear all that crap?" Teddy asked in disbelief. 

"I read it in a psychology book while I was in school." 

"You really buy that crap?" 

They stared hard at each other. 

"Yeah, I think that it's true. Some people are afraid to go out and try to 
get a good job, not because they're not capable of it, but because they're 
afraid of being turned down for the job. They've built up these fantastic 
ideas in their minds about how good they are, but they don't want to test it 
out." 

Lewis continued for many more minutes trying to explain to his brother the 
working of the human mind, and how it can backfire on someone. 

"I don't know, really. But if you think I should call her up again, then I 
will, but I can't promise anything." 

"You don't have to promise anything to me, I'm already satisfied with what 
I've got. I know what I can do with a chick, so it's no difference to me, 
but I'm not you, and I can't make up your mind for you. It's something you 
have to decide on your own." 

Teddy nodded, accepted his brother's advice and tried to fall asleep, but 
found it impossible. 

His mind constantly returned to the few hours before in Barbie's bedroom. He 
saw her standing naked in front of him once again and now could feel her 
fingers playing with his stiff cock. 

His thoughts caused an erection, and he became so excited about what he 
could have done, that he felt the need to relieve himself. 

Slowly, quietly, he climbed from his bed and went into the bathroom. He 
pulled down his shorts, and immediately began rubbing the stiff organ. 
Within minutes he ejaculated into the bathroom bowl. 

He wiped the droplet of semen from the tip of his cock, flushed the tissue 
in the toilet bowl, and returned to his bedroom. A minute later he was 
asleep. 

That next evening, Saturday, he had his date with Gail. In the movie theatre 
he kissed her a few times, occasionally rather passionately, which was 
surprising to the young girl. 

Teddy rarely, if ever, kissed her that frequently and she wondered what was 
on his mind. She imagined that he was drunk or that he had smoked some pot, 
but whatever it was, she hoped he would continue using it. It was nice to 
have her boyfriend kissing her like that, and she wanted him to continue. 

As they drove home, Teddy pulled her closer to him and threw his arm around 
her shoulder. 

His hand, which was caressing her shoulder, slowly moved down and began 
pressing towards her breast. Gail, was startled, but didn't object; this was 
what she wanted from Teddy all these years. When they first started going 
out together, it had been pounded into both of them that it wasn't what nice 
people did. 

Years ago that sounded reasonable, but now they were both mature young 
adults, and it didn't seem wrong for them to make love to each other. 

Teddy's hand moved downwards and lay atop her breast, pressing it through 
the cloth. His hand was perspiring and the salty water dripped from his 
brow. 

Teddy was frightened, but as he moved on, and found no resistance, he 
assumed that she was accepting his advances and he decided to continue. 

When the palm of his hand reached her breast, this was the first time in his 
life that he had ever touched the breast of the girl who he was going to get 
engaged to. He began getting excited, and squeezed the soft flesh hidden in 
the folds of cloth. 

"Kiss me, Teddy," Gail begged as she pressed her breast deeper into his 
hand. 

He took his eyes from the road for just a second and planted his lips 
against hers for only a moment, and then was forced to turn his head again 
to watch the road. 

At the next light, he let the car idle, as he kissed her again, letting his 
tongue press into her mouth and play with her tongue. 

She accepted it, letting her own tongue become excited by his. She wanted 
more, she wanted to go to bed with the man, but she was too frightened of 
the idea and quickly removed it from her mind. 

When they arrived at her house, she kissed him passionately and told him to 
call her tomorrow. He agreed and went home. 

Teddy realized that he was finally making it with Gail and that eventually 
he would find a way to get her into bed with him. 

On Monday evening he called Barbie. 

"I'm sorry," he apologized," for acting like such a fool the other night." 

For a couple of minutes there was nothing but silence on the other end of 
the line. 

"That's all right Teddy. I understand." She really didn't understand what 
was going through his mind that night, and even when she told Ruth about 
what had happened with Teddy, she couldn't offer any type of explanation. 

"I called to ask you out for a date on Friday. If you can make it." Teddy 
hoped that she would say no, and then he would find himself free again. 

"Friday?" she echoes. 

"Yeah," he said slowly. He could feel the tension mounting inside himself. 

It took a few minutes until she answered. 

"Sure, I can make it," she said. "What time will you pick me up?" 

Already Teddy was getting flustered and mumbled a few words, which she 
couldn't understand. 

"What time will you come to pick me up?" she asked again. 

"Seven?" 

"Seven sounds good. You remember where I live, don't you?" 

"Yes, but I " Teddy was thinking of a way to get himself out from under the 
pressure of taking her out on a date, but could think of nothing that would 
sound reasonable, not immediately following his request for a date. 

"Don't worry, Teddy," she assured him, "Nothing will happen that you won't 
want to happen." 

He hung up and immediately began feeling frightened. 

"What the fuck is the matter with you?" he asked himself. "Here you have the 
chance of a lifetime, and you're trying to mess it all up." 

All during the week he was nervous and scared, but there was no way of 
getting out of it. If he went to his brother and asked him for advice, he 
knew what he would tell him, so he disregarded him completely. 

"Get laid," Lewis would tell him. 

That was easy to say, but not as easy for Teddy to do. He would have to wait 
until Friday came and see how he could handle the situation. Perhaps, if he 
was lucky, he might be able to get into bed with the girl, if he wasn't too 
chicken. At least it was a hope. If it didn't work out with Barbie, perhaps 
his brother could suggest another girl, but Teddy knew that Lewis had 
already found the right girl to teach him, and it would be useless for him 
to ask. 

Again Friday came, and again Teddy nervously dressed and drove over to 
Barbie's apartment. Inside himself, he could feel the tension rising 
quickly, making his muscles feel tight and his throat seem hot and dry. 

He knew he was going to be late, but he must have calculated it that way, 
because if she were mad at having to wait, maybe she wouldn't let him in. 
Better yet, maybe she wouldn't be there any more at all. 

But, after he rang the bell, the door swung open, and there was Barbie all 
dressed and waiting for him. If she were angry she didn't show it and 
cordially invited him in. 

"What happened?" she asked kindly. He was a half hour late. 

"I got stuck in traffic," Teddy lied. 

"Well," she announced, "I'm ready whenever you are." 

"I'm ready, so let's go." 

Teddy had made no plans about where to take her. He had hoped that the date 
would never go through, and so he stalled on the specific plans. 

A hundred ideas came into his mind and departed just as quickly. 

He didn't know what the hell to do. 

And now that the date was a reality, he felt absolutely lost. 

"Where do you want to go?" she asked. 

"I really haven't made any plans," he told her. "We'll find something on the 
way." 

They walked to the car, and tentatively took her hand in his, making believe 
that she was Gail. 

"I know a pretty good discotheque near here," she suggested. 

Teddy agreed and said that he would like to go. She gave him the directions 
and within minutes they were in front of the place. 

"Is this it?" he asked. 

"Yeah. It looks like shit from the outside, but inside it's really groovy. 
They have this really swinging hard rock band that'll turn you on; and it's 
not too expensive." 

Teddy finally found a parking spot a few blocks from the place and was 
slightly irritated that he had to walk so far. 

"What's buggin' you?" she asked as Teddy slammed the door of the car. 

"I just wish we could have found a spot to park a little bit closer. Shit, 
it's almost two damn blocks away. I hate walking so far." 

"Stop complaining," she demanded, as she took his arm and wrapped it around 
her waist. "Once you get there, I'm positive that you'll really enjoy it." 

"I'm not complaining, " he explained, "it's just that I don't like the idea 
of having to walk so damned far." 

"It's just two stinkin' blocks!" she exclaimed as she pulled him by the 
hand. 

"I think there must be better things to do besides this, aren't there?" 

"There are plenty of things to do," she reminded him, "it's just that it was 
you who decided not to do them. Remember last week?" 

"That's besides the point. I think that tonight everything will turn out 
better." 

'They sure as hell had better," she warned, as they entered the club. 

Teddy paid the doorman the four dollars admission price, claiming that it 
wasn't worth it, and they went into the large room. 

The dancing room was packed with what looked like hundreds of kids, all 
jumping and kicking in time, apparently, to the blaring sounds of the wild 
acid band. 

"This place is too noisy," Teddy complained. 

"Go get me a drink," Gail demanded, disregarding Teddy's latest complaint. 

He walked to the bar and purchased two drinks, almost keeling over when the 
bartender told him "Two dollars and forty cents." He told her the price he 
had to pay was too high. 

"It's the same thing you'd pay any place, so stop all the damn complaining 
and go dance." 

"Each time I come into a place like this," he continued to Barbie, "I end up 
spending tons of dough." 

"Shut up!" 

"Let's dance," he said meekly. He felt put down by the girl, and he felt 
embarrassed that she should tell him such a thing in public. 

"Where can we put the drinks?" Teddy asked as he looked around for a free 
table. 

"We'll just have to finish them before we can dance," she explained. 

They gulped the drinks and immediately went to the center of the crowd, 
hoping to lose themselves in the wild melee of people. 

After more than two hours of exertion, Teddy finally tired and asked Barbie 
if she would like to go home. 

"Already? It's too early yet," she explained, "unless, of course, you want 
to do something else at my apartment." 

"I'll have to think about it for a while." 

"Stop thinking and let's get home. I think I feel tired also." They left the 
discotheque and quickly walked to the car. As they drove, Barbie snuggled 
closer to Teddy, and he was forced to put his arm around her shoulder. 

Barbie's fingers touched his knee, and she felt the muscles tighten 
immediately. Now, braver, she slowly moved her hand upwards, until she was 
able to press the palm of her hand hard against his inner thigh. 

Teddy didn't say a thing; he just accepted what was happening as his organ 
grew with the excitement of expectation. 

Finally, her hand pressed against his crotch, and she could feel the stiff 
organ outlined through the cloth of his pants. 

Barbie was tempted to pull open the pants, and pull the cock out, but, she 
knew, it would only frighten him even more. This was the first time that she 
had to play up to a guy before she could make love to him, and in Teddy's 
case, she wasn't even sure that she would make love to him. 

Teddy waited for her hand to encompass the entire organ through the cloth, 
and when she did, he let out a deep sigh which startled Barbie. 

"Oh, wow-" he muttered as her fingers caressed the stiff rod. 

She pulled her hand away, afraid that she may have done something wrong, and 
it might have frightened Teddy. 

"What's the matter?" she asked as she quickly withdrew her fingers. 

"Nothing," he mumbled. "Keep doing it." 

She realized that he was enjoying it, and that he was finally seeing things 
her way. Eventually, she knew, he would go all the way with her. 

Barbie's fingers returned to the pants, and continued caressing the cock. 
Slowly, her fingers moved up and down the outline of the shaft. 

"Stop!" he demanded. 

Barbie quickly pulled her hand away and with a tone of disgust at his 
constant change of mind, she asked, "What's the matter with you now?" 

"I'm afraid I'm gonna shoot. Don't keep doing it." 

"Well, wait until we get back to the apartment," she suggested. 

Teddy nodded in agreement and within minutes they were in her apartment. 

"Would you like a drink?" she asked as soon as they entered. 

Teddy told her that he would. He wanted to drink to calm himself; he needed 
it, he knew. They had just gotten into the apartment and Teddy was already 
shaking with nervousness. 

He still had his erection, but it was slowly dying as they drank. 

"What do you want to do tonight?" Barbie asked, as she finished her drink. 

"Whatever you want to do." 

"Let's go into the bedroom. In there we can decide what we can do." 

She was leading the way into the bedroom, with Teddy directly behind her. 
When they entered the bedroom, and turned on the light, Barbie exclaimed, 
"Holy shit." 

Teddy peered over her shoulder and saw what she was staring at for that one 
second. Immediately, she flicked the light switch and the room was thrown 
into darkness again. 

Ruth and some guy were in a sixty-nine position on the bed, and although it 
didn't bother Barbie to see it, she knew that Teddy might leave if he saw 
it. 

Teddy, however, did see and he was immediately excited by it. The two naked 
bodies, lying contraposed on the bed, with the man's head buried in Ruth's 
legs and her head engulfing his cock. 

Teddy had read about it, but he had never seen it. He was struck with the 
desire to do it to Barbie. But the problem was how to get the idea across to 
her. 

"What the hell was that all about?" he asked. 

Barbie muttered something as she quickly turned and pushed him from the 
room. "Let's stay here in the living room," she suggested as she continued 
pushing him until he fell against the couch. 

"What was that called?" he asked again. 

"That's called 'sixty-nine,' " she said. 

"Is it fun?" he asked. 

"It's up to the individual." 

Teddy wanted to ask her if she would do it with him, but he couldn't find 
the right words and decided to just let it alone for the time being. 

'Take off your clothes," Teddy demanded as he sat against the back of the 
couch and imagined what he just saw going on between the guy and Ruth. 

"My!" she exclaimed, "You've gotten brave lately, haven't you?" 

"No, not really, it's just that the first time I saw you naked I was too 
scared to do anything about it, but this time I feel all right and seeing 
you naked won't do a thing to me." 

"What makes you so sure?" 

"I'm not really sure, but I think I can handle myself tonight, at least a 
little better than the way I handled myself the other night. 

"Okay," she said as she stared into his eyes and then glanced down io the 
crotch of his pants. She noticed that his organ was still erect, even after 
all this time and she was dying to get her hands on it. 

Teddy leaned back and waited for the girl to begin undressing. 

Slowly, and with accustomed movements, Barbie removed all her clothing and 
stood there waiting for the young man to make a move. 

"Well, now what?" she asked as she opened her legs slightly. 

"Can we turn the lights out?" he asked, as he began undoing his clothing. 
His shirt was already off his body when Barbie went to the other side of the 
room to turn out the lights. 

"Are you satisfied now?" she asked as she rumbled her way across the room. 

"Thank you," he muttered as he pulled his pants off and threw them to the 
side. 

Barbie moved closer until she could touch the couch with her hand. "Where 
the hell are you?" 

"Right here," he said, as he pulled himself from one end of the couch to the 
other where she was standing. 

"Will you, uh, play with my, uh, you know-thing?" he muttered. 

"Are you trying to say cock?" she asked. 

"Yes," he whispered, nodding his head, but realized that she couldn't see 
him and that it made no difference if he moved at all. 

"Come closer," she demanded as she was finally able to set herself upon the 
couch. She groped about for a few seconds, trying to find his body, until 
her hand brushed across his naked leg. 

The light down of hair on his leg excited her and she quickly began to crawl 
up his leg until she felt the sensitive skin of his sac. 

Teddy groaned with the peace and pleasure she was giving him. She, he 
realized, was the only one who could give him what he wanted. 

Barbie's fingers quickly found the stiff organ, as it stuck out into the 
air. The whole length was hard as a beam of iron, and the head, with the 
skin fully distended, was soft and ready. 

"Now," she whispered. 

Without any warning, she pulled her hand away, and bent her head closer to 
the organ. 

Teddy sensed that she was about to do something that she hadn't done before, 
and he tried to prepare himself. 

He closed out all thoughts of Gail; all thoughts of morals; all thoughts of 
what was right and what was wrong. The only thing was what gave him 
pleasure. 

He spread his legs apart even further and waited for Barbie to make her 
move. Suddenly, he felt the hot breath from her lungs being expelled onto 
his cock, and he knew that she would soon put the thing into her mouth. He 
wanted her to and he didn't have the nerve to ask her. 

Now she was doing it, and Teddy felt safe. Her warm, wet mouth found the 
head of the cock and lightly brushed it. 

Teddy's whole body shuddered with the excitement, and he thrust his hips 
upwards. 

Barbie, with one final sigh, let the head of the cock slip between her lips. 
Her hot, wet tongue lightly brushed the head of the cock and it throbbed 
expectantly. The whole bulb tingled just from the touch of her tongue and he 
waited excitedly for her whole mouth to encompass the organ. 

Barbie moistened her lips and held the organ in her hand. She lowered her 
head until the eye of the cock was pressing against her lips. 

The sweet smell of Teddy's cock excited her and she let the head slip 
between her teeth. Slowly, the eye of the glans bumped against her teeth and 
the head of his cock slipped between her teeth and finally entered the warm 
gulf of her mouth. 

Teddy sighed with pleasure as her tongue lashed around the head. Barbie 
slowly forced the rest of the organ into her mouth until three fourths of 
the cock was hidden in her mouth and only an inch or so was still visible. 

Her hot tongue lashed around the head of the organ and she felt the veins 
tense with the impending orgasm. Barbie's right hand caressed his hip and 
she knew that when it quivered like that he would orgasm within seconds. Her 
tongue was washing the stem. 

Barbie's hand sensed his leg and ass muscles tighten. The muscles of his 
groin throbbed violently as Teddy's hips shoved the organ deeper into her 
mouth with a thrusting motion. She moved her tongue away and let the entire 
organ slide into her mouth until she thought she would choke on its 
thickness. 

Teddy was going insane with pleasure; his heart was beating furiously, and 
he felt all his muscles quiver. 

With a final forceful thrust, the cock stiffened to its limits as Teddy held 
his body rigid with the onset of the orgasm. 

Great quantities of fluid, such that he had never known he was capable of 
producing, pumped from his cock and beat against the back of her throat. 
Barbie gasped for air as the hot come shot into her mouth, but she managed 
to swallow it all as she pulled the deplete organ from the back of her mouth 
until she sucked only on the head. 

Barbie's fingers squeezed the long thin tube on the underside of the organ 
and she accepted the final droplet of fluid into her mouth. 

Teddy's heart beat furiously as he took deep breaths to calm himself. Never 
had he felt this empty before; never had he felt this satisfied before. 

Barbie let the cock fall from her mouth. It was shorter and almost flaccid 
when she extracted it from her mouth. 

Barbie enjoyed sucking on a man's cock. She knew that it was a great 
pleasure to them, and she, too, received a great deal of satisfaction from 
drying out a man with her mouth. 

Teddy was near exhaustion. He wiped his cock with his hand and removed some 
of the wetness. Her saliva and his sperm were mixed together and the 
combination felt sticky and gluey on his organ. 

"Did you enjoy that?" she asked. 

Teddy didn't answer, but instead of giving a verbal answer, he gave a sign 
that he did. His hands reached out and found her breasts and immediately 
began caressing the mounds of flesh. He played with the nipples until they 
hardened, and Barbie knew that Teddy enjoyed what she just gave to him. 

Teddy, bolder now that he had orgasmed, slowly moved his hands downward 
until they caressed her belly and finally felt the bush of hair between her 
legs. 

He wanted her to stop him, but she said nothing. 

She was enjoying it as much as Teddy, and she let him continue. The tip of 
his finger touched her clitoris and she sighed with pleasure. 

Teddy had no knowledge of what he was playing with, but from the sounds she 
was making, he knew that he should continue. 

Slowly, his hand moved further down until he touched the folds of the labia 
and finally the vaginal opening. 

Teddy knew, not by experience, but by hearing and reading, what the hole 
was. 

Instinctively, he pressed his finger into the hole and shoved it in until it 
was half-hidden by the vagina. 

Barbie sighed and again muttered, "Push it in and out." 

Teddy did what he was told and he began moving the finger with greater 
speed. 

"Shove it," she exclaimed as she felt the onset of her orgasm. The finger 
within her was too exciting to stop. She thrust her hips in rhythm with the 
finger, until she finally had her orgasm. 

"That was absolutely beautiful," she told him as she tried to catch her 
breath. 

"What did I do?" Teddy asked. 

"You made me come," she explained. 

"When?" 

"Just now. Didn't you feel the stuff coming out of the cunt when your finger 
was in there?" 

"I felt something, but I wasn't sure what it was. Did it make you feel 
good?" he asked. 

"Of course, if it didn't feel good do you think I would have let you 
continue?" 

"No." 

Barbie blinked her eyes in the dark room and for the first time that night, 
really got a good look at the outline of Teddy's body. It was magnificent! 

He had a wonderful physique, and she remembered Lewis telling her that she 
would find him satisfying once he got over his initial shyness. 

Getting Teddy loosened up was no easy chore. 

He still wasn't what she would call relaxed, so Barbie decided that she 
still better proceed with caution in order to actually get him into her bed. 

She set out to build another erection from the toppled tower of his spent 
manhood. After her hands and mouth literally flew over his entire body for a 
few minutes, sure enough, there were definite signs of fresh arousal. 

"What's this?" she exclaimed. 

Teddy didn't answer, but he let her fingers caress the tip of the cock for 
the second time that evening. 

He wanted to fuck her, but he didn't know how to go about asking her. Even 
if she said yes, he didn't know how to do it. 

"Listen, Barbie," Teddy began meekly, "I think I'd better be going home." 

"What?" 

"It's getting late and I have to get up early in the morning," he lied. 

She thought to herself, if you think you're getting away tonight without 
screwing me, then you have another think coming! "Why do you have to leave?" 
she asked. "I don't know, it's just that I." 

"You what?" 

"Nothing," he told her as he stood up and began walking towards the door. 

He flicked the switch and the room was flooded with a blinding light. Teddy 
suddenly felt embarrassed that he was standing there naked in front of her 
and he quickly found his clothes. 

"I'm not going to let you leave without giving me what I want." 

"What's that?" 

"What are you, stupid? What the fuck uo you think I want? A handshake?" 

"I don't know what you're talking about," he muttered as he pulled his pants 
over his legs and pulled the zipper up. 

"Stop acting like a big baby!" Barbie screamed. 

"I'm not acting like a baby, it's just that I don't want to screw around 
tonight." 

Barbie realized that she was getting excited and calmed herself quickly. 
"Wait a minute, Teddy," she begged. "Let's sit down and talk this thing 
over." 

"What is there to talk over?" 

"Why do you want to leave already? Did I do something to offend you? Don't 
you like me?" 

"It's nothing you did, and I like you a lot, it's-I don't know how to say 
it, but I'm afraid of making love with a woman." 

"Would you prefer to make love to someone else," Barbie asked sarcastically. 

"No, I've never made love to anyone else, but neither have I made love to 
you, so maybe I can't tell the difference." 

"Well, there's another girl inside. Should I call her and ask her to make 
love to you? She digs you." 

"Yeah, well, don't bother!" 

'Teddy," she began in a motherly voice, "do you realize that if you don't 
get started now you'll never be able to make it with a woman? Tonight you're 
afraid, last week you were afraid, next week you'll be afraid, and for the 
rest of your life you'll be afraid." 

"I don't understand," Teddy said. He was starting to pull his shirt on, but 
suddenly stopped. 

"It's really not all that hard. If you don't do it now, you'll never be able 
to do it. You'll always find an excuse why you shouldn't or why you can't." 

"I don't think so," he said meekly. 

"I know so. And another thing: what happens if your brother finds out you 
were here tonight and didn't do a thing. You know, if he finds out he'll 
laugh at you." 

"I'll kill him if he laughs at me." 

"Why should you kill him? It's your own fault, not his. You had the chance 
and you fumbled it." 

"I," she continued in a very solemn tone, "can see you in twenty years from 
now: unmarried, with no girlfriends, and you'll be the type of person who's 
always complaining about how sinful the world is. You'll say 'they should 
make it against the law to have sex before you're married' or 'they should 
only have sex when they're over twenty-five' or some shit like that. Or 
maybe you'll end up a peeping torn; crawling around houses and apartments 
trying to get a peek at some woman. You'll make it a habit to go see the 
peep shows in the city and buy the magazines with the dirty pictures." 

"You're full of it!" Teddy exclaimed as he pulled his shirt on. 

"All that will happen," Barbie continued, disregarding Teddy's remark, 
"because you had the chance and were afraid to do something with it." 

"What do you suggest then? That I get out of my clothes and jump into bed 
with you?" 

Barbie shrugged her shoulders and then a few seconds later she nodded. 

Teddy stood there staring at her eyes. He didn't know what he should do. Of 
course, he wanted to go to bed with the girl, but there was such an enormous 
fear, that he wasn't sure he could overcome it. 

"Well, are you deciding?" 

"I am. Give me a minute, will you?" 

"A minute is too long. You don't have a minute. You're mind is telling you 
to do it and not to do it. But you have to do it." 

"Wait!" 

"How long can you wait? A minute? A week? A month? A lifetime?" 

Teddy realized that Barbie was putting him into such a corner that he 
couldn't get out of it. He also realized that everything she had told him 
was the absolute truth. He could possibly end up like she said. 

"All right," he said weakly, "I think I had better stay." 

Barbie smiled, stood up, and took him by the hand. She led him back to the 
couch and with her aid, quickly undressed him. 

"I'd really like to get this to you," she said, referring to the intercourse 
that would soon come, "slowly. But it's impossible to do it that way. It's 
not a game, it's deathly serious. You have to go all the way when you do it 
the first time." 

"I will," Teddy mumbled as he felt his pants sliding to the floor and his 
semi-erect organ being fondled by the young girl. 

"It won't hurt you in the least bit," she said with a laugh. "If it's going 
to hurt anybody then it's going to be me. That big cock of yours would hurt 
any girl's cunt." 

Teddy smiled at her little joke, and stepped out of his pants. 

"Well have to do it here on the couch," Barbie advised. 

"I, I don't care." 

Barbie lay back and put one leg over the back of the couch and the left leg 
on the floor, giving Teddy enough room to crawl in between. 

"Are you coming?" she asked as she nodded at the waiting vagina. 

Teddy, slowly, and tentatively, crawled on to the couch and knelt between 
her legs. His cock was already erect, because of her fondling, and he knew 
that there was nothing to it except to press his cock against the hole and 
it would slide in easily. 

"Come on, Teddy, please?" 

The young virgin leaned forward and felt the tip of his cock press against 
something that was soft and warm, but it wouldn't give way. 

"Further down," she said. 

"I can't find the fucking hole," he stuttered as he moved his organ from 
side to side. 

Barbie took the stiff cock and gently directed the head to her opening. When 
she felt the bulbous glans touching her vaginal opening, she pulled the 
organ gently and forced just the tip into her. 

"Now, push," she directed. 

Teddy obeyed immediately by shoving the full length of the organ into her. 
He moved slowly, feeling the cock being engulfed by her warm wetness. 

He found it extremely exciting, and if he hadn't ejaculated just a half hour 
before, he would have ejaculated as soon as his organ went into her. 

Instinctively he began moving his organ in and out, until his heavy 
breathing was drowning out the sounds of Barbie's sighs and moans. 

Barbie had wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to pull him in even 
further, and at the moment of her first orgasm, she gasped and tightened the 
hold around him with her legs. 

When Teddy's time came he pounded into her with such a force that Barbie 
groaned as his oppressively heavy weight lay on her. 

She felt spurt after spurt surging into her own sexual organ, and sensed it 
spreading through her entire body. 

After his ejaculation he lay on top of her, with his face pressed against 
hers. 

"Get off!" she whispered frantically, as his weight got heavier and heavier. 

Slowly and cumbersomely he pulled his depleted organ from her vagina and 
knelt between her legs. 

"Well," she gasped, "how did you like it?" 

"Hell," he exclaimed, "it was great." 

"I told you it would be," she said, as she pulled her legs onto the couch 
and closed them. 

Teddy, suddenly, felt renewed. He sensed something had happened to him that 
he could not explain, but he knew that whatever it was it was good. He 
wanted to climb back into her and put his cock into her cunt once again and 
shoot his load for the third time. 

But Teddy was suddenly overcome with an extreme sense of shame and fear at 
how he had just done this. He realized that he was being treated like a 
little boy, and that it was all his own fault. He was the passive partner in 
this relationship, and Barbie was the aggressor. It would never be that way 
again, he assured himself as he climbed from the couch. 

"Now, where are you going?" she asked as her eyes followed his every 
movement. 

"Just going to get a glass of water," he told her as he walked from the 
living room and went into the kitchen. 

Teddy suddenly felt dizzy and held himself upright by holding onto the edge 
of the sink. 

"You've finally made it," he thought, "now you're a man. A real man, and can 
brag about this to your friends as they have always bragged about it to 
you." 

He turned the cold water tap and watched as the water came flowing out. 
"Scum" he thought with a smile on his face. "Just like the way I shot into 
that fuckin' girl in there." 

He took his glass of water and quickly returned to the living room, and his 
den of iniquity, sin, immorality, or whatever. The den was 
pleasure-producing, however. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

For more than an hour they sat on the couch, both naked, and talked about a 
number of things, all unrelated to sex. 

Barbie didn't want to instill any more fears into him because she wanted the 
young man at least one more time before the night was over. 

Suddenly Teddy spoke up. 

"Do you want to do it again?" 

Barbie was shocked. She had never expected him to say something like 
that-not Teddy. She thought that she was the one who would have to make the 
advances towards him, and eventually he would listen to her, and do what she 
wanted, but this was odd. 

"Of course I do," she told him with a huge smile on her face. Immediately 
she twisted herself around on the couch until she was in the same position 
he was in just a while before. 

Teddy quickly crawled between her legs and found her opening with his stiff 
organ. It had become erect on it own power, by sheer expectation of what 
would soon happen to it. 

He pressed the tip of his cock against her and he found the opening with no 
difficulty. He knew where it was and within seconds he was pounding it 
deeply within her. 

She groaned and sighed with two orgasms and she almost died with excitement 
as Teddy's semen came spurting into her vagina. 

The second fuck, to Barbie surpassed the first, by a thousand times. This 
time it was he who wanted it, and it was he who asked for it. She didn't 
have to play little games to get him to put it into her, and this made all 
the difference to her. 

To Teddy, it seemed more exciting also. He wanted it and he demanded that 
she give in to him, and the ejaculation was one of lust and passion, with a 
small amount of love thrown in. 

"Love?" he thought to himself. "It doesn't seem possible, but I think I love 
the girl." 

He wasn't sure if it was just passion that he was mistaking for love, but at 
that moment he didn't care. 

Teddy felt exhausted and depleted, but he wanted more. The sensations she 
gave him were too much and he felt that if he didn't get a little bit more, 
and get it very quickly he would go mad with passion. 

"Can we do it again later?" he asked. 

Barbie was shocked again by his forwardness, and immediately she accepted 
the invitation for another fuck. 

They fucked for hours and each time was better than the last. The last few 
orgasms were even a bit painful from the overuse and over-exertion of sexual 
organs, but that little bit of pain hardly mattered. 

They felt very close to each other, not only physically but emotionally as 
well. This strange feeling was new to both of them. 

"Okay, let me have it," Lewis instructed as Teddy walked into the bedroom. 
Teddy had awakened Lewis when he came in. 

It was early in the morning by now, and Lewis was as bushed as Teddy was, 
having fucked his night away as well. 

Lewis had been with a girl all night, and he managed to orgasm four times to 
her ten. Within minutes he would have been asleep, if his brother hadn't 
entered. 

Teddy answered with a smile. He wanted to scream out to the world that he 
finally did it, but he decided to say it with just a smile. 

"Something good, I guess," Lewis said when he noticed the type of smile on 
his brother's face. 

Teddy nodded as he began to undress. "Did you get her?" 

Teddy turned to look at him and with his eyes told his brother that it had 
happened. "How many times?" 

"Three," Teddy said in a whisper, afraid that his parents might hear. 

"Well, congratulations," Lewis exclaimed with a wave of his hands. "My 
little brother finally grew up. Did you enjoy it?" He asked, but a second 
later he answered his own question: "I guess you did if you got her three 
times." 

Teddy felt more at ease now that he was lying in bed and was ready to talk. 

"I liked it a lot," he admitted, "although at first I was really afraid. For 
a long time I didn't want to do it at all, but Barbie finally convinced me, 
and then after the first time I told her I wanted more." 

"Well, now what happens?" asked Lewis, referring to Teddy's relationship 
with Barbie. 

"I told her I would see her again next weekend if possible." 

"Will it be possible?" 

"I sure as hell will make it possible." 

"What about Gail?" 

"What about Gail?" 

"Well, what are you going to do with her now that you've found someone new?" 

"I haven't found someone new, I don't think. I mean, Barbie's nice and 
everything, but I think I'm still in love with Gail." 

"Are you sure?" 

"I don't know what I'm sure of right now. All I know is that I had a good 
time tonight, a better time than I've ever had in my entire lifetime, and I 
don't have to worry about Gail for the time being." 

"What happens if you fall in love with Barbie?" 

"Maybe I will, I can't tell!" He exclaimed, excitedly. "I don't know what's 
going on in my own mind and I don't think I'll be able to tell you about 
it." 

"I'll make bets that you'll end up falling in love with Barbie only because 
she's giving you sex, and you'll forget about Gail because she's such a 
prude." 

"I wouldn't say Gail's such a prude. I couldn't tell, because I've never 
tried to do anything with her, and I don't know if she would let me go to 
bed with her or not." 

"Are you going out with her tomorrow night?" 

"Yeah, and I think I'll try to fool around with her a little bit." 

"If she goes down, then what are you going to do? You'll end up having two 
girls on your hands." 

"If I ever end up with two girls on my hands, then I'll worry about it, 
until then I much rather forget about the entire business." 

"It's up to you, but I'm just giving you some advice: be careful." 

"Don't worry about me," Teddy warned, "I can take care of myself." 

Lewis stopped talking and thought: he can take care of himself? Bullshit! He 
was stuck with one girl for years, and never did a damned thing with her. 
Now all of a sudden he's got a girl who gives him what he wants, and he says 
he can handle any situation that arises. It'll never happen. 

"Goodnight," Lewis said. 

"Goodnight." 

Teddy turned out the light and rolled over and imagined himself in bed with 
a girl again, but this time it was with Gail. 

"Will she go to bed with me?" he constantly asked himself. 

"If she doesn't what will I do?" 

For many minutes he thought over the possibility of going to bed with her 
and what might happen once they got into bed. He couldn't find a 
satisfactory answer and finally decided to go to sleep. 

The next evening he had his date with Gail. All afternoon he tried to figure 
a way to get her to go to bed with him, and found it impossible. "It's just 
something that happens," he advised himself. 

Gail, that evening was preparing herself for something. The week before, 
when Teddy finally touched her for the first time since they had been going 
together, she went wild with passion. 

She wanted so desperately for Teddy to make love to her, real love, not the 
simple childish type that had been going on for so many years, but she 
didn't know how it would happen. Should she suggest it? No, she couldn't do 
that. It was the man's role to suggest such a thing. If he did suggest it 
what would she say? How would she react? Again, she didn't know and came to 
the same conclusion Teddy had come to that same afternoon: It's just 
something that happens, and it's impossible for anybody to make plans in 
advance for it. When Teddy met her at the door she was ready and waiting for 
him. The first time she was ready when he arrived in years. 

"Holy Shit!" he exclaimed when she met him, "How come you're ready?" 

"I just got started a little earlier," she told him as she took his hand and 
they walked from the house. 

"Where do you want to go?" Teddy asked as he led her to the car. 

"Name it," she said as she got into the car and pulled her dress up, 
exposing a good deal of her thighs. 

"Do you want to go to the movies?" he asked. 

"I don't care," she said, "it's up to you. You're the one who's paying and 
driving." 

"Then let's go park some place," he suggested, stuttering on each word. 

Gail was taken aback. Parking!? It sounded like a wonderful idea because 
perhaps there Teddy would finally make a pass at her. 

Gail nodded and said she didn't care where she was taken. 

"Okay, it's decided," he said with a smile, "well go to the park." 

They drove on and within minutes they were parked and waiting. He was 
waiting for Gail to make a move, and she was waiting for Teddy to make a 
move. 

They sat there in silence for many minutes, not knowing what to do. 

"Move closer," Teddy demanded. 

Gail immediately obeyed, and snuggled herself into his arms, as he threw his 
right arm over her shoulder and pressed her to him. 

Their lips met and for many minutes they kissed each other passionately. 

Teddy's hand reached over and pressed against her breast and began squeezing 
the soft mounds of flesh. Not finding any objections to his moves, he 
continued and moved his hand to her other breast. 

Gail was becoming excited by Teddy's hand and her nipples were already hard. 
She wanted him to open her dress and pull out her breasts, and suck on them, 
or play with her, or do something, but she didn't know how to suggest it to 
him subtly. 

Teddy's right hand continued playing with her breasts, when his left hand 
came and rested on her leg. 

Gail tingled with the excitement of his hand, and slowly spread her legs, 
hoping that Teddy would try to press his way between her legs. 

His hand caressed the soft skin of her thigh and slowly moved up until it 
was pressed against the upper part of her leg. He wanted to move on, but was 
afraid to. If she was to reject him at that moment, he would feel foolish 
and become terribly embarrassed. 

Gail, however, sensing that Teddy was stalling for some reason, decided to 
urge him on, by spreading her legs a little wider, hoping with that 
movement, he would get the idea to continue. 

With her legs spread slightly apart, Teddy knew that Gail did not object to 
his hand being between her legs, and decided to press onwards. 

Gail was breathing heavily with expectation as the hot, slithery fingers 
moved up her thigh and finally pressed against the nylon pants covering her 
vagina. 

She groaned slightly as Teddy's fingers found the warmth of the area, and 
slowly tickled and teased it with his fingertips. 

Through the cloth he could feel the hair of the genital area, and, he 
thought, he could even feel the vaginal opening. His fingers crawled up the 
pants until they found the elastic band. 

With one finger inserted into the top of the band, he was able to pull the 
pants down to her vagina and slip his whole hand inside the covering. 

Gail groaned as his fingers touched the clitoris, the labia, the vulva lips, 
and began pressing against the vaginal opening. 

"Pull the pants down," she whispered through heavy breath. 

Teddy obeyed as she raised her hips to allow him free movement, and a second 
later the nylon pants were around her thighs. 

Gail, expectantly, spread her legs even further apart as Teddy's fingers 
found the opening and began pressing into it. The hot vagina gave way to his 
finger as the full length of the imaginary organ pushed deeper into her. She 
sighed again as the finger moved in and out for only a few moments, until 
she suddenly closed her legs on his hand as the orgasm came. 

She groaned deeply as waves of sensual pleasure passed through her body like 
electricity, and sensations of color and sound put bright pictures into her 
mind and made her imagine she was someplace else. For many seconds she was 
lifted from reality as wave after wave passed through her. All that time her 
legs were pressed tightly around Teddy's hand. 

Teddy, meanwhile, was trying to free his organ from his pants and masturbate 
himself. 

He didn't expect Gail to do it, and as soon as she opened her legs, he used 
both hands to open his pants and release his throbbing organ. 

With the organ in his left hand, and his right hand caressing his balls, he 
shot within seconds, catching most of it in his hands. 

Gail, overcome with sensual pleasure after her orgasm, groped in the 
darkness for his organ. She wanted to play with it; to touch it; to make it 
release all its pent-up energy. 

Teddy, however, had already had his orgasm, and when her hand finally did 
find the throbbing organ, it was already deplete. 

"Not now," he whispered as he pushed her hand away from the organ. 

Gail persisted and finally touched his cock for the first time in her life. 
She was overcome with sensual excitement, as her warm perspiring hand 
wrapped around the still stiff cock, and began manipulating it. 

The fact that he had already ejaculated did not bother her in the least, and 
she continued pulling the foreskin up and down, hoping to bring on another 
orgasm. 

"Cut it out," he demanded as he pulled her hand away for the second time. 
"I've already shot," he explained, "and it hurts when you touch it." 

Gail pulled her hand away, still with the feeling of the erection in her 
mind. She wanted to make him ejaculate once more, and felt angry that he 
stopped her. 

She pulled her pants up and pulled the dress down over her legs. 

Teddy, however, still sat there with his organ still sticking from his 
pants. He wasn't embarrassed to have it exposed like that, even though she 
couldn't see it. 

With his one clean hand, he pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped 
the semen from his other hand. His breath came heavily, as he wiped his hand 
clean, and waited for his organ to become flaccid again, but the fact that 
Gail was sitting next to him, and that she had just touched it, made it 
impossible for the erection' to go down, and after many minutes of waiting, 
it was still stiff and ready. 

"Do you want to touch it?" he asked, now that he felt he was capable of 
producing another ejaculation. 

She nodded and slowly moved her hand out until she touched the tip of the 
organ with her fingers. The stiff cock throbbed under her touch and she 
became excited at the moment she was causing. 

Her hot fingers warmed the organ as they wrapped around it for the first 
time. 

Slowly and methodically she pulled on the organ. Teddy slipped lower into 
the seat and spread his legs as one of Gail's hands came to caress his 
bails. 

The sensations she was producing excited the organ beyond its capacity, and 
within minutes she caused an ejaculation. 

The milky sperm spurted onto her hand, and she continued pulling on it, 
trying to get as much out of the organ as she possibly could. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

For many minutes, after Teddy pulled his organ, now flaccid, back into his 
pants, they sat there without a word being exchanged between them. 

She felt too embarrassed, now that everything was over to say a thing to 
him, and Teddy wanted to ask her to lay down and spread her legs, so he 
could put into her cunt his cock, but he couldn't find the words to ask her. 

Teddy, frustrated and angry at Gail for not making the suggestion, finally 
spoke up. 

"I want to, to-" he stuttered for many moments, unable to find the right 
word. 'To, put my thing, into, uh, you?" 

Gail heard and understood, but could not decide. She was still a virgin, and 
although she had often thought about sexual intercourse, she never thought 
she would eventually have to face the moment when it might take place. She 
was worried about maintaining her virginity, and even if she did have 
intercourse, she thought, what if she was to become pregnant? 

"Well?" Teddy demanded an answer. 

"I don't know," she mumbled. 

"Well, I want to know, If not, then say so. Don't just sit there making me 
wait." 

Gail became angry at Teddy's sudden, irrational demand, exclaiming "and if I 
don't let you put it into me does that mean you won't like me any more?" 

"I didn't say that, I just wanted to know, that's all." 

Gail was afraid of intercourse, at least at that time, and gave him a flat 
no. 

"Okay, then, that's all I wanted to know." 

"Are you taking me home now?" she asked. "Not unless you want me to." Gail 
thought for a few seconds, and decided that she would like to go home. 

"It's fine with me," he said angrily, as he turned the key in the ignition 
and pulled out of the parking spot. 

Teddy drove her home at a furious pace, and when they reached the apartment, 
instead of getting out and walking her to the door, he leaned across her and 
opened the door from the inside. 

"Okay," he announced, "you're home." 

"Thanks a lot you-" she began saying 'bastard', but decided against it, and 
just let the last word drop from her lips. 

She climbed from the car and ran to her door without a further word between 
them. 

Teddy drove home angry. He hated Gail he told himself, and promised himself 
that he would never see the girl again in his life. 

Barbie was the only girl for him and he would try as hard as possible to get 
her to love him, but he didn't know that he wouldn't have to try very hard. 

Barbie, that Friday night that she was able to finally seduce Teddy, felt a 
strange attachment to the boy. 

All the next day she thought that it might be because she was teaching him 
how to make true love to a girl, and because she was the aggressive partner, 
she felt that that was what she liked about him. 

Teddy, she found, was one of the few young men who didn't treat her like 
dirt. Most of the men knew she enjoyed sex to a great degree, and that she 
was willing to go to bed with almost any man, but Teddy was different. He 
treated her with respect, which was something she was definitely 
unaccustomed to. 

She waited for him to call her all day that Saturday, even though she knew 
he wouldn't. He had never said a thing about calling, and she knew it was 
foolish to sit and wait by the phone all day long, but there was always the 
possibility. 

When Teddy reached his house he stormed in as quietly as possible. He was 
angry, and wanted to slam things, but he didn't want to wake his parents. 

He was going to wait until Lewis came home. Maybe, he thought, he could help 
him with his girl problems. 

But Lewis wasn't thinking about his younger brother that evening; he was 
having too much of a good time with a certain girl. 

Maria, Lewis's date for the night, was playing with his cock as they drove 
towards the park. It was a different park than the one Teddy and Gail went 
to, but the intention was the same. 

Maria pressed closely against his body as her hand played with the tight 
cloth around his crotch. Her long thin fingers outlined the stiff prick, 
which was pressed flat against his belly. 

She rubbed the head of the organ until Lewis began to squirm around the 
seat. "Cut it out," he demanded as he pulled her hand away from his cock. 

"Why? What's the matter?" she asked as her hand walked slowly up his thigh 
and tried to reach his cock for the second time. 

"If you keep rubbing the cock I'll end up on the side of the road, or I 
might shoot into my pants." 

"And we can't have that happen," she added. 

"You'll just have to wait until we get to the park before we start fooling 
around." 

"Anything you say," she told him as she pulled her hand away from his body 
completely and let it rest in her lap. 

Lewis finally reached the lot and parked. As soon as the motor stopped 
running Lewis threw his arms around Maria and tried to find her lips with 
his lips. 

Maria accepted his lips, gratefully, as Lewis' tongue tried to force it's 
way between her teeth and into her mouth. The man's hot moist tongue brushed 
against the tip of Maria's tongue. She felt the excitement growing between 
her legs and began sucking on Lewis' tongue, which was clasped between her 
teeth. 

Lewis' hand found her breasts and rubbed the two masses of flesh between the 
two layers of cloth. Slowly, the hand moved down her dress and pressed 
softly against her belly. 

Maria pulled away from Lewis and pressed her back against the seat. Lewis, 
now that he could move more easily, quickly ran his hand down her dress and 
onto her hips. 

The young girl, raising her dress, pulled it out from under her and over her 
hips. Free to act, Lewis immediately pressed his hand between her legs and 
slowly began rubbing her vagina through the cloth of the nylon pants. 

She spread her legs further as his hand pushed deeper into the crevice of 
her legs. 

The bony fingers of Lewis' hand scratched the outside of the cloth until 
Maria squirmed with the pleasure she was receiving. 

"Raise your hips," he whispered. 

Maria immediately twisted her body so her hips were an inch above the seat. 
With one hand, and with an assistance from Maria, the pants were quickly 
around her knees. Maria kicked her shoes off and pulled the pants over her 
feet until they fell to the floor. 

Lewis' sensual fingers quickly found her cunt. 

"Put it in," she demanded, with heavy breath! 

Lewis obeyed quickly and found the folds of skin which were hidden under the 
mass of pubic hair and began tickling and pinching. 

As soon as Lewis heard the first word his finger was pressing against her 
vaginal opening. The soft, moist skin was the entrance to a deep cavern. Her 
lubricating fluids, which moistened Lewis' fingertips, excited his already 
erect organ, causing it to throb. 

The tip of his forefinger slowly forced his way in, until three of his 
fingers were pressed backwards, allowing the full length of the finger to 
enter. 

Maria's cunt formed a loose-fitting encasement for Lewis' finger as it 
probed into her depths. Her breath came harder as Lewis' finger scratched 
against the inner wall, attempting to force the finger in even further. 

For many minutes, Lewis' finger moved in and out slowly, but occasionally 
with great force. Maria groaned, ever so slightly, and Lewis knew that she 
was nearing her orgasm. She pulled her legs even further apart and whispered 
to Lewis to use two fingers. 

A second finger entered into the hole and forced the sensitive skin to 
spread. Lewis' right arm was wrapped around her shoulder and his hand was 
slowly massaging her breast. He felt a droplet of water fall on his hand, 
and he knew Maria was perspiring. 

Now, forefinger, and index finger, thrust in and out very quickly as his 
hand thoroughly fondled her breast. Maria planted her feet against the floor 
and tensed the muscles of her hips and legs. Lewis knew that it would come 
within seconds. 

Suddenly, and with no warning, her legs clamped shut around Lewis' hand. She 
groaned again as the muscles of her cunt throbbed around Lewis' fingers. For 
a few seconds she stopped breathing and then she sighed deeply and finally 
relaxed all her muscles. 

Lewis' hand, which was now covered with her fluids, slowly pulled from her 
vagina. He wiped the wet fingers on his handkerchief. 

"I want you to blow me," he demanded. 

Maria nodded and said, "Wait a few minutes, I would like to catch my 
breath." 

Lewis immediately unbuckled his pants and pulled it down around his knees. 
His stiff cock stood out from beneath his shorts as Maria's hand reached out 
and caressed his organ through the cloth. She rubbed the head and pushed the 
stem from side to side. 

Her fingers, tense with excitement, grabbed the top of the shorts and pulled 
it down and away from him. His stiff cock sprang from its upright position, 
against his belly, and aimed at the dashboard. 

Maria's hand held the cock as her fingers slowly caressed the entire length 
of the organ. 

Lewis shuddered as her fingers excited the sensitive head. The glans 
throbbed as her thumb lightly brushed the eye and spread the sticky droplet 
of fluid, which was caused by his excitement, around the head. 

"Come on," he demanded, "I want you to use your mouth on it." 

Maria pulled the cloth over the sac containing the two balls, causing Lewis 
to sigh with sensual pleasure as her fingers ran around the soft sensitive 
skin of the tight sac. 

"Move away from the wheel," she told him as she began moving her head down. 

Lewis slipped out from beneath the wheel and sat there waiting for her mouth 
to encompass the length of the stiff organ. Finally, Maria's warm, wet mouth 
found the cock, and teasing it, she rubbed the head against her lips, as she 
squeezed his balls with one hand. 

"Put the fucking thing in your mouth," he exclaimed as he pushed her head 
down, forcing the entire length of the cock into her mouth. 

Maria accepted the cock and immediately began sucking wildly on the 
erection, as her tongue lashed around the stem and head. 

Maria slowly forced the whole of the organ into her mouth until three 
fourths of the cock was hidden by her lips. It beat against the back of her 
throat and she continued sucking on it. 

Finally, as Lewis thrust his hips upward, he ejaculated quantities of semen 
into the back of her throat. She gasped for air, as spurt after spurt filled 
her throat, and she gulped as much of it as she possibly could. 

Lewis groaned with pleasure and sighed deeply as she let the still-stiff 
cock slip from her mouth. 

"That was really beautiful," he muttered as he caressed her breasts with his 
hand. 

"Are you going to eat me out?" she asked as she spread her legs apart. 

"Sure," he answered. 

"When?" she demanded. 

"When I feel like it," he exclaimed as he pulled his hand away. 

"Why won't you do it now?" 

"Because I don't feel like doing it now, that's why." 

"Screw you," she muttered under her breath. 

Lewis heard her. "No," he explained, but I will screw you." 

"No you won't," she told him as she moved away from Lewis. 

"Wanna bet?" he said with a laugh as he grabbed her by the arm and pressed 
her against the seat. 

"Hey!" she screamed, "you're hurting me." 

"Am I going to screw you or am I not." 

"You can screw me, you bastard," she finally said as the pain began getting 
unbearable. 

"I knew you'd change your mind once you understood the way I trunk." 

"I know how you think: if a girl won't let you screw her, then that's it. 
Right?" 

"No, but you're close." 

"Well? Aren't you going to screw me, or are you just gonna sit there talking 
about yourself?" Maria was getting angry and frustrated, but there was 
nothing she could really do about it. 

Lewis was too strong for her to fight, and, besides, she wanted him to fuck 
her. 

"Lie down," Lewis directed as he pushed her back against the seat. 

She did as she was told and instinctively spread her legs, throwing one over 
the back of the seat and the other onto the floor. 

Lewis managed to pull his pants down around his ankles and crawled between 
her legs. His cock, stiff and ready, aimed at the small opening and he 
lunged forward, driving it deeply into her. 

She groaned with the first surge of pleasure she received and continued 
groaning as he moved his hips up and down, forcing the cock into her. 

Within minutes she had her first orgasm as she wrapped her legs around 
Lewis' back and pulled him closer to her, as the waves of electricity passed 
through her body. 

A few more minutes passed with Lewis still pumping his cock in and out of 
her, when she had her second orgasm, which was much more violent than the 
first. She kicked and screamed at Lewis, but he was deaf to her pleas. 

Maria rolled from side to side, with Lewis still in her, as the second 
orgasm drove her mad with pleasure. 

After it passed, she relaxed slightly, and allowed Lewis more freedom in his 
movements. Finally, after screwing her for more than ten minutes, he was 
able to shoot into her cunt. 

After his orgasm, he rolled from her and climbed into a sitting position. 

"Get up," he directed. 

"Why?" she demanded to know, "Are you finished or something?" 

"Yes, I'm finished for tonight, so I'm taking you home." 

"Bullshit you are. You're not taking me anyplace. I want you again before I 
go home. What do you think I am? Some kind of slut that you can have your 
fun with and then cast aside?" 

"I don't think you're a slut, but I would appreciate it greatly if you would 
just shut up, pull your dress down, and let me drive you home." 

"I want you to screw me again!" she demanded again, this time more 
vehemently. 

"And I said I'm not." 

"Then I'm not going home." 

"Fuck you, you little whore! Either you cover yourself here so I can take 
you home or else you get out here and walk home." 

"And," she added, "I have no intention whatsoever of walking home either." 

"Would you care to make bets on that?" he asked with a little laugh. 

"Why? What do you mean?" 

"I mean that if you don't get yourself ready in eight seconds, you're gonna 
end up out there on the grass, all by yourself." 

"You're full of shit," she exclaimed, "I don't believe you." Nevertheless, 
she began getting herself dressed as he had ordered. 

As soon as she began moving, Lewis turned the key in the ignition and roared 
away. 

Minutes later he was in front of her apartment. 

"Will you call me during the week?" she asked as they walked towards the 
door. 

"I don't know yet. I'll have to see." 

"You always give me that same answer each time you take me out. Then you 
don't call for a month, or more, sometimes, to ask me out for another date. 
They always end up like this one, too. You take me out to dinner, and then 
you try to screw me." 

"Oh, but baby," he said as he put his hand under her chin, "you're so 
beautiful to screw that if I see too much of you I'll go out of my mind. You 
know how they say: "too much of a good thing'-" 

"Go to hell!" she exclaimed as they reached the door of her apartment. 

"Soon, but for the time being, I'm only going home. Goodnight." Lewis tried 
to kiss her goodnight, but she slammed the door on his face. 

"Little prick," he thought. 

When he reached his apartment he found Teddy in bed, lying there waiting for 
him to come home. 

"It sure as hell took you long enough," Teddy told his older brother. 

"You must be joking. It's early yet, fella. I sometimes don't get home until 
much later. But I got worn out tonight, so here I am. Anyway, why are you 
putting me down for it?" 

"Gail and I are a bust!" Teddy avoided his brother's direct gaze. For a 
moment, they both were silent. "Did you try to screw Gail?" Lewis asked with 
trepidation. 

"Yes." 

"And she wouldn't put out." 

"You got it." 

"Yes, but you didn't." A poorly timed joke. "Funny man, but that's right. We 
didn't go through with it." 

"What happened?" 

"Well, we got to the park, and I finger-fucked her for the first time. After 
that I jerked myself off, and then she jerked me off. 

"Then, when I asked her if I could fuck her, she got all excited and tells 
me she wants to go home. I thought she really wanted to get laid, but I 
guess she didn't. Not from the way she acted tonight." 

"That doesn't mean shit," Lewis advised. "A lot of girls do that. They tell 
you that they wouldn't think of it. Meanwhile, they're at it every night." 

"Well, I know Gail's not at it every night. I don't think so anyway. 
Besides, we've been going for such a long time, that if she was gonna go 
down for anybody, it would be me." 

"Not necessarily," Lewis added. 

"Why not. Some girls feel that to fuck for a guy they don't intend to marry 
is one thing, but the guy they want to marry might not like her after 
they've fucked her. Guys are always looking to marry virgins, and girls are 
afraid to go down for the guy they want." 

"Do you think that's the way with Gail?" 

"No, not really. You've just had it for the first time last night. Now all 
of a sudden, this girl that you haven't touched in-what-five years-is 
supposed to go down for you just like that?" 

"I didn't do it just like that. I thought that if I finger-fucked her and 
she jerked me off would, like, set her mind at ease about it, but it didn't 
work out as I had planned it." 

"Don't worry so much about it," advised his older brother. "You still have 
Barbie, don't you?" 

"I guess so. It's just that I don't intend to marry Barbie." 

"Do you intend to marry Gail?" 

"I don't know that either, but it sure looks better for Gail than it does 
for Barbie." 

"That remains to be seen. Anything can happen, you know." 

"Sure, but for the time being my problem is trying to get Gail to fuck with 
me." 

"What do you need her for? You've got Barbie. Isn't that good enough for 
you?" 

"Not really. I want more." 

"You're a greedy little fucker aren't you. You just got laid for the first 
time in your life, and now you're trying to get it from every girl you see." 

"Not every girl, just from Gail." 

"Take my advice, and stop worrying about Gail so much. There will be plenty 
of times when you can have her. For the moment, stick with Barbie, and I 
guarantee you satisfaction like you've never had before." 

"I don't know what to do," Teddy said, throwing his hands up into the air in 
frustration. 

"I've just told you what to do. Listen to me. I've been around, and I know 
what's going on. Stick with Barbie for a while and see how things turn out. 
Who knows, you might find someone else you like more than Gail, and who 
gives more than Barbie? 

"You see, Teddy, as I've told you before, there are millions of girls around 
that you can have any time you want them. The whole story is going about it 
in the right way." 

"I don't think I'm going about it in the right way, am I?" 

"No, you're not, but in a little while you'll know how to handle all these 
chicks." 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

That next Friday, Teddy had another date with Barbie. They drove around for 
a while, trying to decide what they should do. Meanwhile, as they were 
driving, Teddy was trying to decide whether he loved Barbie more than Gail, 
or if it was just passion. 

After an hour or so, he decided that it was just passion that made him feel 
attached to Barbie, and came to the realization that a relationship like 
that could never last. 

"Let's go back to the house," Barbie suggested as she put her arm around 
Teddy's shoulder. 

"Why? What for?" 

"You're kidding, right?" 

Teddy began to laugh as he turned the car around and headed towards her 
apartment. 

A few minutes passed as they drove to the apartment. Suddenly, Teddy made a 
decision. 

"I'm not coming up with you tonight." 

"What are you talking about?" Barbie asked in surprise. 

"Just what I said: I'm not coming up with you tonight." Teddy repeated 
himself firmly. He had decided, during that few minutes, that he didn't love 
Barbie, and that he never could. 

Getting laid was one thing, but not with a damn girl you didn't love, he 
thought. How he could rationalize it to himself he didn't understand, but 
now he realized that it would be impossible for him to get into bed with 
this girl another time. 

"But I want you to come to the apartment with me," she demanded firmly. 

"And I can't." 

"Why can't you?" she asked as she pulled her arm from around his shoulder. 

"Because I don't think I-" he wanted to say 'love' but he didn't think she 
would understand such a thing. Maybe Barbie was in love with him, but he 
could never know it. 

"-I can't do it tonight." 

"Why not?" 

"Because my thing hurts me." 

"I don't know what the hell you're talking about," she yelled angrily, "what 
hurts you?" 

"My cock, for shit's sake. My cock hurts real bad, and I can't screw you 
tonight." 

"How did you hurt your cock so badly that you can't come to bed with me?" 

"I fell," he told her. He couldn't think of any plausible explanation to 
give her and decided to try the most unbelievable." 

"You're full of shit," she declared. 

"No, really, it's true." 

"Where the fuck did you fall that your cock should get hurt?" 

Teddy was getting frustrated by her persistent demands for further 
explaining. "I don't have to tell you how it got hurt." Teddy realized that 
she didn't even come close to believing what he was telling her and decided 
to tell her the truth. 

"I'm afraid to go to bed with you, tonight. That's why I'm not coming up. 
That was just bullshit I was handing you about hurting my cock. I hope you 
didn't believe it." 

"I didn't believe it. I thought there was something wrong. Nor do I believe 
the crap about your being afraid of going to bed. What are you afraid of 
this time?" 

"I'm afraid of falling in love with you. I'm in love with another girl, I 
think, and I'm afraid if I stay with you much longer, I might fall in love 
with you. I'm not in love with you now, but I think that in a little while 
I'll end up being madly in love with you, not because of yourself, but 
because of the sex you're capable of giving me whenever I need it." 

"So? What's wrong with sex?" 

'There's nothing wrong with sex in itself. It's just that I don't belong in 
a relationship with someone, a sexual relationship, that is, when I don't 
feel any sort of attachment towards her." 

"Don't back out on me like this," she whispered pathetically. 

"What you need is someone who loves you for yourself, not me." 

"Don't you love me at least a little bit?" 

"I don't know. I really don't. But I'm afraid that if I stick around too 
long, then I will end up loving you, but like I've been telling you, for the 
sex, and for nothing else." 

"Are you sure it's just that? I mean, when you first came to me I felt 
imposed upon by your older brother telling me to train his younger brother, 
but now that I've seen you a couple of times I realize that there is 
something different about you that I really like." 

"And what's that?" 

"You treat me like a woman', not just a piece of shit that's around whenever 
you need sex." 

"Thank you, but I don't know how long it'll last like that." 

"Let's just try it out for a little while." 

"I'm afraid not." 

"Would you believe me if I told you that I loved you?" 

"I don't know if I could believe you. I've only known you for-what? two 
weeks-and I think it's almost impossible to tell if anyone can love someone 
in such a short period of time." 

"Come back to the apartment anyway. We can talk about it there for a little 
while, and if you still feel the way you do then you can go home and forget 
about me for the rest of your life." 

Finally, Teddy conceded and said he would go with her to the apartment, but 
that he couldn't promise her anything like sex. 

"I don't expect you to promise me anything like sex. Usually, with some 
guys, I wouldn't bother with them unless it was for sex, but for you, I want 
you to come only because of 

"All right, I'm coming." 

When they reached the apartment, her girlfriend, Ruth, was out and they were 
alone, except for each other. 

Teddy told her again and again why he couldn't and shouldn't stay, and she 
always told him that it wasn't long enough for him to tell. 

"Besides," she added, quite seriously, "I think I'm falling in love with 
you." 

"That I find hard to believe." 

"Stay with me, please stay." Barbie bent her head down and rested it on her 
arms, as she began to cry. Sobbing only a few times, made her realize that 
there was something in the relationship which she hadn't expected and that 
she couldn't control. 

"Don't cry," Teddy begged as he put his hand on her head, caressing her 
hair. 

"I'm not crying," she exclaimed in a half-sob. 

"Sure you're not, but you're really making a tot of noise with your sobbing. 
I'd appreciate it if you stopped." 

"I refuse to stop unless you tell me you're going to stay here with me 
tonight." 

Teddy stood up and pulled on his jacket. "I can't stay, and I won't stay." 

He walked towards the door with Barbie following closely behind. "Please," 
she begged, "don't go." 

Teddy, ignoring her pleas, continued walking towards the door. As soon as he 
grabbed the doorknob he heard Barbie scream at him. 

"You sonofabitch," she screamed. "You come here, get your sex and then walk 
out on me." 

Teddy realized that it would do no good to go over everything he had told 
her for the two hours proceeding, and he pulled open the door. 

"I'll try and call you during the week," he told her as he walked through 
the doorway. 

"I'll kill you the next time I see you," she screamed at him as he walked 
down the hall. 

Well, that's over with, he felt. She certainly was through with him and vice 
versa. They would never see each other again. 

The following night he went out with Gail. All week he had tried to explain 
to her over the telephone about his actions of the proceeding weekend. 
Towards the end of the week, he felt that she was beginning to understand. 

He explained, "I was in a very good and horny mood that night, and I guess 
that my actions just ran away with me." 

Gail, finally, understood, but she tried to extract a promise from him that 
he would never do it again. He gave a semi-promise, not saying yes, and not 
saying no. 

Teddy, in giving her that type of answer, didn't really assume he would try 
anything in the future, because he had, in effect, sworn off sex, but he was 
just leaving himself a little opening, just in case. 

Gail, even though she wanted to have sex with Teddy, was still afraid of 
losing her virginity. 

That Saturday night, a week after he tried to make love with her, she 
refused to let him forget about it. She teased and taunted him until it was 
almost unbearable for Teddy. 

"A sex-maniac," she called him, and a "pervert," and so forth. 

Teddy was getting angry at her, but managed to control his temper. Besides, 
he really didn't care. 

For some reason Teddy found that Gail had lost some of her attractiveness, 
or her appeal, or whatever it was that kept him hanging on. He didn't care 
what Gail thought of him now. 

When Gail noticed that everything she was saying, even the trivial material, 
excluding the words she called him, were going by unnoticed by Teddy, she 
became worried. 

"What's the matter with you?" she asked. 

"Why? What are you talking about?" 

"You've just about ignored me all evening. I can't seem to get through to 
you." At first she was angry, but she sensed something wrong and her tone 
became more sympathetic. "Is there any trouble? Did you do something wrong?" 

"I didn't do a thing wrong," he told her, and thought "except fall out of 
love with you." 

Gail decided that she was to blame, for being too hard on him all the times 
he had called, and especially the way she had acted towards him that night. 

To absolve herself she suggested that they go to the park. 

"And do what?" Teddy exclaimed. 

"We can just sit and talk," she said, acting as if she didn't know something 
else was done at the park, besides talk. 

"I don't want to go to the park with you," he said with emphasis on the 
Vou'. 

"Why? What's the matter with me, that you won't go to the park with me?" 

"There's nothing wrong with you. Not a damned thing. There's something wrong 
with me, however." 

"What do you mean?" 

"Nothing, let's just drop the whole subject. I'll take you home, if you want 
me to." 

"Well, I don't want you to. I want to go to the park," she said excitedly. 
Gail sensed that she was losing a hold on Teddy and she thought that sex had 
something to do with it. 

"And I'm not taking you any place except home," he explained again. 

Teddy was already heading in the direction of her house, and Gail panicked. 
"If you want to play with me, you can," she offered. 

"I don't want to play with you, tonight, or any other night." 

"Did I do something to you, to get you so angry?" 

"Shut-up and just sit there, because I'm taking you home." 

"like hell you are," she exclaimed. Gail remembered that the week before 
Teddy liked it when she was holding his cock, and she decided to try it 
again. 

Her hand slipped, quietly and slowly so Teddy wouldn't notice it, between 
his legs, and she quickly grabbed the area of flesh around his crotch. 

"Hey!" Teddy exclaimed when he felt the hand between his legs, "what the 
hell are you doing?" 

Gail didn't answer, but continued massaging the area until she thought he 
was getting an erection. 

Sensations were shooting through Teddy's body when he felt the hand grab 
him. His legs, and arms tingled and he felt his head floating away. 

"Stop," he demanded, half-heartedly. 

Nevertheless, Gail continued grabbing and clutching the area until she was 
sure it was working. 

Teddy's cock, just a few seconds before, totally flaccid, was beginning to 
harden. It grew from a mere two inches to a full six inches in a matter of 
moments. 

Teddy sighed with the pleasurable sensations he was receiving from Gail's 
fingers, and decided to stop objecting. 

Gail realized that she finally had Teddy under her control nad her hand, 
which at first worked frantically, slowed down and gently rubbed the stiff 
cock through the thick layers of cloth. 

"Let's go to the park," she whispered suggestively. 

Teddy, under the ministrations of her fingers, lost all his fears and 
immediately headed for the park. 

"Just this last time," he told himself. 

When they reached the park, Gail's fingers, excited now that she was giving 
Teddy pleasure, tried to open his pants and pull the organ out. 

"Hey!" he exclaimed in pain, "take it easy." Gail was trying to pull the 
cock through the small opening of his underwear. 

Teddy pushed her hand away and opened the pants himself, and pulled his 
shorts down around his hips, letting Gail get at the stiff organ. 

He wanted to feel her mouth on it, but he knew he would have to be satisfied 
with her hand for the time being. 

Gail's warm perspiring fingers clutched the stiff cock and slowly pulled the 
foreskin back and forth. She enjoyed the sensations of the male organ in her 
hand: it's thickness, fullness and erectness. 

Within minutes, under the manipulations of her gentle fingers Teddy sensed 
the impending orgasm. He tensed his muscles and whispered to her that he was 
about ready to shoot. 

But Gail wasn't listening to him. She was lost in her own fantasies of 
having the stiff cock in her vagina. At that time she wasn't thinking of her 
virginity, just the peace and pleasure the cock would provide her with. 

"Oh-" Teddy groaned, "I'm gonna shoot." 

A second after the last word, he tightened his body to its utmost and held 
his breath as spurt after spurt of hot fluid came from his groin and shot 
into her hand. 

Gail, after she caused his ejaculation felt slightly relieved, but she was 
still too excited to stop. 

"Finger me," she demanded in a whisper, as her hands pulled her nylon pants 
down around her knees. 

Teddy, without thinking, immediately reached for the deep cavern hidden 
under the forest of hair. He found the opening with the tip of his finger 
and immediately began pressing it into her. 

Gail sighed and groaned as his hard finger pressed deeper into her opening. 
Seconds later she had her orgasm accompanied by great sighs of relief. 

Teddy, now that he had relieved Gail suddenly found himself still wanting to 
screw her and again had the same difficulties he had experienced previously: 
he didn't know how to say it. 

Pulling his pants down around his ankles, he invited Gail to play with the 
semi-erect organ for a second time. 

She accepted the invitation and grabbed at it, finding it still covered with 
his own fluid, which had dripped onto the cock as she held the head in her 
hand. 

Teddy, as Gail was jerking him off, played with the vaginal opening, teasing 
it until she couldn't bear it any longer. 

"Put your finger in," she demanded. 

He obeyed and quickly shoved the finger in and out for a few seconds, then, 
suddenly, pulling it out completely. 

"What are you doing?" Gail demanded when she realized that he wasn't playing 
with her any more. 

"I don't feel like doing it to you again." 

Gail released his stiff cock and demanded that he put his finger back into 
her. 

"NO!" Teddy exclaimed, "I won't." 

"If you don't, then I won't play with your prick either." 

"Instead," Teddy began to suggest, "of putting my finger on there, why not 
let me put something else up there." 

"What are you suggesting?" 

"How about this?" he asked as he pointed at his cock with his finger. 

"No, I won't let you. I want you to use your finger, but I won't let you use 
your cock. I'm still a virgin, and I want to stay that way. Besides, what if 
I ever became pregnant?" 

"You won't become pregnant because I have a bag with me. All I have to do is 
slip it on and none of my stuff can ever touch you." 

"No, I won't let you do it. Just put your finger back up there and let's 
forget this shit about your having intercourse with me." 

Teddy was demanding, however, and told her that if she didn't give him what 
he wanted, then she might just as well forget about him. 

"What do you mean?" 

"Just what I said; forget about me for a while. I'm taking you home." 

Gail realized that Teddy was determined to have his way, and if he didn't 
she would lose him. She became frantic and blurted out: "Okay, Teddy. You 
can do what you want with me." 

Teddy sat there for a few seconds, trying to absorb the shock of her words. 
He heard what she said, and accepted them to be the truth. 

Gently, he pushed her back against the seat of the car. Gail instinctively 
pulled her legs up and spread them wide, as Teddy shifted around the seat 
and crawled between her legs. 

Gail was frightened; never in her life had she been more frightened. She 
didn't know what to expect, and she assumed that the penetration of his 
organ into her would hurt her, but she didn't care, she wanted to satisfy 
Teddy rather than lose him. 

She wanted to run out of the car, but she knew she was stuck. Her eyes 
followed every move Teddy made, scrutinizing and analyzing them. She watched 
as he scrawled between her legs, and waited for his stiff cock to touch her 
vaginal opening. 

Teddy's body slowly moved down, and, with the aid of his hand, he found the 
opening to the vagina. 

Gail, however, was too frightened to loosen up. Every muscle in her vagina 
was being strained, trying to keep the cock from entering. 

"What's the matter?" Teddy whispered when he found her almost impossible to 
get into. 

Gail didn't answer: all her strength was in one area-her vagina. 

Teddy, however, continued pressing on into her, and managed to force the 
head in and finally the whole shaft-as much as the depth of her vagina could 
take. 

Gail screamed with pain, as the muscles, taut with fear, were being 
stretched apart. 

Teddy quickly withdrew and knelt between her legs, waiting for her to stop 
crying. 

She sobbed with fear and sorrow as she pulled her legs down from the top of 
the seat and pressed them tightly together. 

"What did I do?" Teddy asked. 

Through sobs, and heavy breaths, she told him that it was hurting her too 
much, and that he couldn't continue. 

'Take me home," she asked. 

Teddy, frustrated and angry, shifted himself around the seat until he was in 
a sitting position behind the wheel. He pulled his pants up and waited as 
Gail pulled herself together and corrected her appearance. 

"I'm sorry," she sobbed. 

Teddy didn't answer. Instead he remained coldly silent during the entire 
drive home. 

When they reached her apartment, he went out and opened the door for her, 
but she ran into the house before Teddy could say anything to her. 

He wanted to tell her he was sorry for pressing himself on her like that, 
but before he had the chance, she ran, crying, into the building. 

Teddy shrugged his shoulders and headed home, not knowing what to think. He 
was totally confused; the night before he had a girl that was begging to be 
fucked, and he didn't want to do it; that night, he had a girl whom he 
begged to fuck and she didn't want to do it. If there was just some way he 
could put the two girls together he would get the type of girl he wanted: 
one that he loved, physically as well as mentally. 

Teddy decided not to discuss his problems with women any further with his 
brother. He knew how Lewis would react. First, he would think he was just 
immature and inexperienced, and then he would say that he should stop 
fucking around with two girls and just settle for one of them. 

"Which one would it be, though?" Teddy asked himself. 

He certainly could decide definitely at this point, but he seemed to lean 
more towards Barbie. He called her. 

"You really mean it?" Barbie asked, not really trusting him after the way he 
had acted in the past. 

"I promise you, I really mean it. I'll be over in an hour," Teddy tried to 
reassure her. 

"After what you said last week I never thought I'd hear from you again." 

"I just started thinking and realized that something was wrong in my 
relationship between Gail and me, and that I had to get out of it." 

"Have you gotten out of it?" 

"No, not yet, but I think that within the next few days I'll try to come to 
a decision about what I want to do with the girl." 

"And you want me to keep you company while you're thinking. Is that it?" 

"No, not really. Just that I'm all sorts of confused and I need something to 
get my mind away from all my problems." 

"Am I one of your problems?" she asked with a laugh. 

"Yeah, sort of. I'm confused about whether I like you a lot or whether I 
love you." 

"Are you kidding me?" 

"No, I mean it I'm really hung up on the business of trying to figure out 
what I'm doing between the two girls I know and like a lot." 

"If that's the way you feel, then I don't mind your coming. But only if you 
promise not to keep me hanging on like you did last week." 

"I promise," he told her with a laugh. "Good." 

"I'll be there in a little while." 

 CHAPTER NINE 

Within a half hour, Teddy was sitting in her apartment, waiting for Barbie 
to get out of the shower. 

Finally, he heard the water stop running, and a few moments later, Barbie 
appeared, with a towel wrapped around her head, and a towel wrapped around 
her shoulders. 

"Are you coming in?" she asked as she nodded towards the bedroom. 

"Of course, I'm coming," he told her half-heartedly as he stood up and 
followed her into the bedroom. 

Barbie turned on the lights and sat on the bed, with the towel still wrapped 
around her. 

"Well," he asked, "what are you waiting for?" 

"I'm waiting for you to make some kind of move." 

"What kind of move is that?" he asked. 

She sighed heavily and said "You told me that you loved me. Well, come on 
and show me how much you love me, by getting into bed with me." 

Teddy nodded and quickly stripped. As he removed his clothing, Barbie let 
the towel drop from around her shoulders and she stood there naked. 

"Nothing," she muttered, when Teddy pulled off his pants and shorts and 
didn't have an erection. 

"What do you mean?" 

"I just said 'nothing', which means nothing." 

"What the fuck are you talking about?" he asked angrily. 

"It's just that here I am, stark naked in front of you, and you don't even 
have an erection." 

"Was I supposed to?" 

"Most guys, when they see a girl naked, usually get a hard-on, at least a 
little one. You don't have a damned thing." 

"Can you correct that situation?" he asked with a little laugh. 

"I'll try," she told him. Barbie knew what Teddy wanted and immediately 
began to correct the situation as he had referred to it. 

She walked over to where he was standing and pressed her hands against his 
shoulders, pushing him towards the bed. When the back of his legs found the 
bed, he fell into a sitting position, but she continued to push until he lay 
on his back. 

Barbie crawled between his legs, and took the semi-erect organ into her 
hand. It felt limp and dead, and she set out to fix it. Slowly bending her 
head, until just the tip of the cock was touching her lips, she began to 
satisfy Teddy. 

Within seconds, the organ started to throb, and she knew it was working just 
as she had planned. The organ throbbed in her mouth when she engulfed it 
completely and in a matter of seconds the cock was fully erect. 

Slowly, and with much determination, she sucked on the head, until, when she 
looked at it, it was a bright purple. 

"Are you ready now?" she asked. 

"No, not yet," he told her, "I guess you'll just have to keep on going until 
I come." 

"Hey!" she exclaimed, "I don't want you to come in my mouth." 

"Why not?" 

"Because I have better things planned for this thing," she said as she shook 
the stiff cock with her hand, "other than keeping it in my mouth all night." 

"Such as?" 

"Shall I show you what I mean?" 

Teddy nodded and waited. Barbie immediately jumped on his legs, forcing them 
to close, so she could straddle his stomach. She slowly moved up the thighs 
until the organ was pressed against her clitoris, in its upright position. 

With a sudden jump she landed on the cock, until it was deeply inside her, 
deeper than the box would physically allow. 

Teddy groaned as the head of his organ met the obstruction, and pressed it 
flat. 

"Fuck it." 

Barbie was sitting in an upright position, with all her weight pressing down 
on the cock. She almost screamed when the cock went into her, but she was 
able to control herself. 

"Get off!" he screamed at her. 

Finally, the pain was too unbearable for even Barbie, and she was forced to 
fall onto his body. The cock slipped out a few inches, relieving the extreme 
pressure both of them were experiencing. 

Finally, now that he could move, he began thrusting his hips up and down in 
the classical fucking motion. 

Within minutes they both had their orgasm and lay on the bed, breathing 
heavily. 

Two more times that night he fucked her, and waited expectantly for an 
answer to his request for a little fellatio. 

"All right," she nodded as she crawled between his legs again and licked on 
the stiff prick until it shot into her mouth. Teddy's fourth orgasm in only 
a few hours was almost unbearable, and he twisted and turned around the bed, 
almost knocking Barbie off. 

They were both sexually satisfied for the night, and when Teddy left, he 
promised that he would call her during the week. 

Barbie wasn't sure if she loved him or not, but she was definately sure that 
he was satisfying when it came to love-making. 

Teddy, however, was feeling not quite the same way. He was still perplexed 
with the problem of mixing passion for love, and he couldn't change it 
around. 

During the next week he wanted to call Gail and see how she felt about him, 
but he was afraid of getting the answer he expected: a loud "drop dead!" 

A few times he approached the phone with intentions of calling Barbie, but 
each time he found a reason for turning back. 

It was Gail he decided that he loved for herself, and Barbie for her sex, 
and there was no way he could get himself out of thinking that. It was true, 
and Teddy realized it after a long while. 

But, he knew, there was a problem; who does he get rid of? He knew he 
couldn't support both girls mentally, and it was up to him to get rid of 
one. 

For three weeks Teddy didn't call either girl for a date. Lewis noticed that 
his younger brother was home when he left for a date and was home when he 
got back. 

"What's with you?" he asked, one night, when he found Teddy lying in bed, 
reading. "Aren't you going out anymore?" 

Teddy ignored his question and continued reading. 

"I asked you a question. Would you be kind enough to at least answer me?" 

Teddy shrugged his shoulders and told his problem to his brother. 

"Oh, man, you're in bad shape, aren't you?" 

"I guess you might say that." 

"How are you gonna get out of it?" 

"Maybe you should give me the answer. You're the one who got me into all 
this shit." 

"Me? How was it my fault?" 

"Because you're the prick who got me into all this. Now I want you to get me 
out of it." 

"I can only help so far. I didn't know you would fuck things up like this. 
If you couldn't handle yourself, it was impossible for me to know." 

"Thanks a lot, prick." 

"You're welcome," Lewis answered angrily. "What the hell am I supposed to 
tell him?" he thought. He realized that, like Teddy had said, it was his 
fault, and that he should take the responsibility for the entire mix-up. 
But, he realized, there was nothing he could do about it, and he decided to 
finally forget about it. 

Lewis knew Teddy was getting himself into trouble with the two girls, and he 
wished he could help him out, but couldn't think of a thing. 

"I guess hell just have to work it out all by himself," he thought. 

After another month had passed, Teddy's parents were getting worried about 
him. 

They knew that his relationship with Gail was cooling, and they knew that 
there was something going on with some other girl, but they weren't too sure 
what it was that was happening. 

Occasionally they tried to approach him and find out what was wrong, but 
Teddy was constantly on edge and each time they asked him, he would blow his 
top and start yelling. 

Lewis wasn't able to do any better. Teddy was angry at his older brother 
because, he thought, it was his fault that he got into this mess in the 
first place. 

All during that month the only relief Teddy could find from his sexual 
hang-ups was solitary masturbation. Nearly every night when he took his 
shower, he was also playing with his organ until the ejaculation. 

Every time he shot a load of white gism he thought of either Barbie or Gail. 
From one to the other, his mind reeled as rapidly as the ejaculations from 
his penis. He was totally frustrated in his approach-avoidance conflict and 
was consequently repressing the whole topic. 

From Gail's point of view things were a lot more difficult. She was unable 
to repress her feelings for Teddy, and after nearly a month of not hearing 
from him, she was nearly ready for a loony bin. 

She became irritable and was also having fights with her parents. Each time 
her parents would just mention Teddy's name, she would scream hysterically 
and run to her room crying. 

She was wondering what she had done to 

Teddy to make him leave her like that. That night in the car, when they 
attempted intercourse was probably the reason, she thought, but she couldn't 
be sure unless she heard from Teddy. 

And Teddy wasn't speaking to anyone. 

He wanted to call her up and try to explain himself, and finally after the 
long lonely month of waiting, he decided to call Gail. 

They made a date for the next Friday. Reluctantly, Gail accepted and 
promised that she would make Teddy explain his behavior. He accepted the 
conditions because he wanted to get the whole thing over with. 

Teddy had to come to a decision between the two girls, and he realized that 
avoiding the problem did no good. 

After he called Gail, he called Barbie, and asked for a date for the 
following Saturday, the day after his date with Gail. 

With those plans made, he was decided that either of those two nights would 
tell which girl it would be: Gail or Barbie-Friday or Saturday. 

When he met with Gail he expected her to be angry, but she was more 
sorrowful than angry. She thought that it was she who had caused all the 
problems, and was ready to repent in any way Teddy thought necessary. 

When Teddy told her about Barbie, however, her tone changed quite a bit. "Do 
you mean," she demanded, "that all those times, I thought you were making 
love to just me, you were making it with this other girl?" 

Teddy told her exactly how and why it had happened. "My brother suggested it 
to me 'only for practice' he said. I didn't know I would end up thinking I 
was in love with the girl. That's why I've spent so much damned time 
thinking. I didn't know how to tell you, or how to tell her, either, so I 
figured it would be best to avoid both of you." 

"Who is it that you love?" she demanded to know. 

"You-I think." 

"Well, how are you going to find out? Will you see this girl again?" 

"I've made a date with her for Saturday, tomorrow, and I'm going to discuss 
it with her. But I think, no, I know I'm in love with you." 

"Then why see this girl?" 

"Don't you understand why I was seeing her? I was a virgin, and my brother 
kept telling me how groovy it was to make love to someone. So I went and 
made love to her, but I kept mixing up love with passion. I didn't think 
that all there was to love was just screwing her. There was something 
missing from between me and Barbie, that there was between you and me, but 
Barbie had the something that was missing between you and me. I was trying 
to get both at the same time, but with two different girls, and I found out 
that it wasn't working. Sure, I was having a good time screwing the girl, 
but each time I did, I felt sorry afterwards. Then I was seeing you on the 
next night, and started treating you like you were Barbie, and in the 
process ended up screwing everybody." 

Gail was sympathetic to Teddy; she realized that she was at least partially 
to blame for his problems and was willing to accept that fact. 

"Forget about that girl, Teddy." 

"How can I?" 

"Will you do me a favor?" she asked, as she took his hand into hers. "What's 
that?" 

"I love you," she began, "and I want to make you happy in any way I can. 
When you first wanted to make love to me I was frightened. I thought I was 
losing you, and didn't know what to do, so I gave in. 

"Now, however, I think you still love me and I know I love you, and I 
believe everything will change for the better if you believe in me." 

"What do you want me to do?" he asked, not sure of what she was leading him 
into. 

"If you still want me, you can have me." 

"How do you mean?" 

'The way you wanted me that night you can have me now, because I want it 
too." 

"You're joking, aren't you?" 

"I'm very serious. I want you to make love to me the same way you used to 
make love to that girl. But you have to make me a promise." 

"What kind of promise?" 

"You have to swear to me that you'll never see that girl again, because 
whatever she can do for you, I can do for you." 

Teddy nodded his head in agreement and swore that he would never see Barbie 
again. Inside he felt sorry for Barbie. She told him she loved him, and now 
he was promising never to see her again. "How can I get out of that date 
tomorrow?" he thought. 

He couldn't give himself an answer, and had to be satisfied with the guilt 
he felt about it. 

"Do you swear?" Gail asked again. 

"I promise," he told her. 

"Good. Then we can make love together. Let's go." 

They left the apartment and went to Teddy's car. A few minutes later they 
were in the parking lot again, and within seconds both were ready to make 
love. 

Teddy knelt between Gail's outstretched legs and pressed the tip of his 
stiff organ against the opening of her vagina. His fingers found the erect 
clitoris and began rubbing it, until Gail groaned and sighed with pleasure. 

Slowly the organ slipped in until it filled her well, and pressed against 
the uterus. She sighed again and again, as Teddy moved the organ in and out 
and manipulated the clit with his fingers. 

He found it difficult to keep himself moving up and down and rub the clit at 
the same time, but he felt that the difficulty he encountered was well worth 
the pleasure he was receiving. 

This was the first time that he was really having intercourse with Gail, and 
the sensations were unbearably pleasurable. 

Teddy ejaculated after just a few minutes, letting the sperm fill the back 
of the tube. Gail, however, did not have her orgasm yet, and Teddy decided 
to continue until he brought the girl he loved to the brink and then drive 
her over it. 

The sensations of the vagina surrounding the organ drove Teddy wild. The 
cock burned with fire; his legs trembled as he continued trying to bring her 
over. 

Finally, with a sudden tightening of the vagina around the cock, Gail was 
nearing her orgasm. Teddy lunged deeper into her, pressing the hair of his 
groin against the erect, sensitive clitoris. 

Gail dug her fingers into Teddy's back, clawing and screaming to herself. 
Her legs wrapped around his midsection as she tried to pull him even closer 
within her. 

She groaned and sighed as the extreme sensations over came her body and she 
writhed and twisted all over the seat of the car, as wave after wave of 
color, lights, sounds, filled her head and made it swim for a few seconds. 
Gail thought she was floating away; that her body was being lifted from the 
seat and disappearing. 

She was approaching the speed of light, and she felt all the energy in the 
universe being condensed into her body and she being turned into a piece of 
matter that contained everything within it. The orgasm came and lasted for 
just a few seconds, but to Gail it seemed like a lifetime. 

She breathed heavily as she came down to earth. Her mind and soul felt 
rejuvenated; she felt reincarnated into a new being from something that was 
dirty and distasteful. 

Teddy noticed how she was acting and became frightened and concerned. "Are 
you all right?" she asked. 

Gail could not answer, she just continued sighing and taking deep breaths. 

"Are you feeling okay?" 

Finally, Gail felt capable of answering his question with a simple nod. 

Teddy tried to withdraw his flaccid penis from her but she refused to 
release him. Her legs, wrapped around him, remained that way. 

"I want you to stay in me," she whispered through laboring breath. 

"I can't," Teddy told her. He knew that his weight would soon become 
extremely heavy on her fragile body, and he had to get off. He tried to keep 
himself just an inch off her body, but found that to be too difficult for 
him to maintain. His arms and legs ached, and he had to get out. 

"I love you, Teddy," Gail whispered into his ear. 

"And I love you, too." 

"I want you to make love to me again," she demanded as she pulled her legs 
tighter around him. 

Teddy agreed and she slowly pulled her legs apart, and released his 
shoulders which were caught in her arms. 

Within minutes they both orgasmed, almost simultaneously, and now both of 
them felt the sensations of flying away into the air. 

"You'll never see that girl again." Gail told him. 

"I'll never see her again," he agreed. Teddy knew, now, that it was Gail 
that he loved not only physically, but emotionally as well. He never wanted 
to leave her, and he knew that he couldn't. 

Barbie would just have to forget about Teddy, even though she felt a kind of 
love towards Teddy. It was a different kind of love that Gail had and it was 
the kind that Teddy needed and wanted. 

 CHAPTER TEN 

The only trouble now that he had had Gail was that he wanted her every 
night! Teddy couldn't stop thinking about her, and his masturbation problem 
grew worse every night. Though his parents were liberal people, he doubted 
very much if they would let him bring girls home every night, not even if it 
was the girl he truly loved. 

Now and then, when the folks went out, he brought Gail up into his room, and 
they made love with abandon. But then Lewis had to be out of the way, too, 
and sometimes the two didn't coincide. 

It gave Teddy a real pain to be pacing back and forth in his room, with no 
way of getting to Gail. All the places he might have used were closed to him 
for one reason or another. He became so desperate that he even considered 
marrying her, just to be able to live with her. 

Lewis noticed his younger brother's restlessness, and commented on it one 
fine evening. Teddy told him the truth, plain and simple, that he loved Gail 
and that he wanted to be able to fuck her whenever he wished. 

"You can borrow my car if you want," said Lewis, "but I guess you want to be 
able to fuck her in comfort. I certainly wouldn't want to screw a lovely 
girl like her in the backseat. Listen, I'll try and arrange something for 
you. No guarantees, of course, but I'll do my best." 

"Thanks, Lewis," Teddy said gratefully. "You're a real pal, as well as a 
brother." 

"Well, I know what a hassle it was for me when I was your age," said Lewis, 
"so naturally I want to make it a little easier for you now." 

He left the house to go on his mission, and Teddy began to pace about the 
room once more. He wanted to jerk off, but he didn't want to at the same 
time. What he wanted to do most of all was to save a big load of sperm for 
Gail, and give it all to her at once. But the lust burned in him like fire 
in a gutted building. 

Finally he decided he had to have her, no matter what the consequences. If 
Lewis stayed true to form, he would be gone for a number of hours. And his 
parents were with the neighbors for a while. This was as good a time as any. 
He picked up the phone and dialed her number with a trembling hand. 

She was delighted to hear from him. "Oh, Teddy, if you could see how I've 
spent the last hour, you'd be ashamed of me," she whispered into the phone. 

"Why, what were you doing?" 

"Promise you won't get upset?" 

"I promise, honey." 

"Well, I felt really hot and bothered when I got home, so I took a shower. 
But it didn't help. I was soaping myself up with a big sponge, and somehow 
it lodged between my legs. It felt so good there, Teddy, so very good, 
almost as good as when you put your face there. So I held it there, and my 
loins began to slide along it, slowly at first, then faster and faster, till 
I held the sponge pressed hard into my cunt and rubbed it along my sensitive 
pussy lips with all my strength. 

"I couldn't get enough of it. I kept thinking about you, and what you would 
probably be doing. I imagined you lying on your bed with that big cock of 
yours in your hand, and suddenly I couldn't stand it any longer. 

"Before I realized what I was doing, I had the handle of my hairbrush stuck 
up my box and I was pushing it up there like it was your cock when it moves 
into me all the way to the hilt. Oh, Teddy, I wish you were here! There's 
nothing like the real thing. Nothing at all!" 

"Go on," said Teddy. He had his cock out of his pants and was stroking it 
softly, slowly, with his closed fist. His body was glowing with 
concupiscence, and his mind visualized her story vividly. 

"Well, I finished my shower, and I was worse off than I was before it. My 
parents were downstairs watching TV, so I paraded around the hallway in the 
nude, imagining that you were at the windows, peeping inside. Oh, Teddy, if 
only you could have seen the way I posed for you! But perhaps it's as well 
that you didn't. You would have thought you were dating a real whore." 

"Tell me about it!" Teddy said urgently. "Come on, baby, tell me everything. 
I love to hear you talking this way. It's making me so hard I think my 
cock's about to burst!" 

"Really? Oh, I'll bet it's looking good. I can just see it now. Well, 
anyway, I was parading about in the corridor, dropping my towel, and bending 
over to pick it up so you would be able to see my pussy and everything else. 
And halfway through that I got this idea you wanted to see my ass-hole. 

"Don't ask me why. It was just an idea that lodged itself in my mind. So I 
was bending over and spreading my ass cheeks with both hands, just so you 
could see my back door. Funny, isn't it. Then it got too much for me, and I 
ran into my bedroom. 

"I locked the door, and that's where I'm talking from. I can hardly bear to 
take my hand out of my cunt. I'm so horny for you Teddy. Please, please, 
come over. I don't care if we get caught. Let them catch us. At least then 
they won't be surprised when they catch us again." 

"That's true." Teddy thought about it for a moment, then he said: "Okay, I'm 
coming over. I was going to invite you to my place, but this is just as 
good." 

"It's easy to get into my bedroom," she said hurriedly. "I've left a ladder 
standing up against the wall, and I'll be waiting." 

Teddy tucked his throbbing cock back into his trousers with considerable 
difficulty, and rushed out of the house. It wasn't far to her place, and he 
sped through the dark streets with all the velocity of Mercury. In no time 
at all, he found himself outside her parental home, checking the walls for 
the ladder. 

There it was. Soundlessly, he snuck in through the gate and made his way 
across the lawn to the foot of the ladder. So far so good, he thought as he 
mounted the first rung. He saw Gail peering out, her hand reaching for him. 
He slipped in through the window, and they embraced passionately as soon as 
he was inside. 

"Oh, my darling!" she breathed, pressing her loins against his. "Please, 
please, fuck me right now. Leave the foreplay till afterwards." 

He moved back and stripped his clothes off. Through the hall way outside her 
bedroom door came the sounds of a loud TV set. Western movies, with gun 
shots and the rattle of stage coaches. That was perfect. Her parents would 
never know that they were up there fucking. 

They were both naked and hot to trot. For a teasing, intense moment, they 
faced each other in the softly lit room, then moved into the clinch and 
caressed each other as hard as they could. His palms were drinking in the 
feel of her, moving along the velvety curves of her young body with a greedy 
pleasure that made his cock burn and stand up like a patriot. 

"Darling, darling, darling," she whispered, biting at his ear lobes and 
feeling his muscular buttocks. "Oh, fuck me with that big thing of yours. I 
need you so badly!" 

"I need you too," he said hoarsely, leading her to the bed, and lying on top 
of her. "How I need you! You have no idea what I was going through at home. 
It must be these balmy summer nights or something. I was just going crazy 
with lust for you." 

His cock found the mark, and eased into her dripping wet cunt. She let out a 
low, plaintive moan, and clenched her teeth as his cock sank into her pussy 
all the way. They both now felt a terrific relief sweep through them, and 
Teddy knew that his erection was good for a night of hot action. 

Plunging his dick in and out of her now with reckless abandon, and squeezing 
her tits, he kissed her fiercely and muffled her cries. She seemed to have 
lost control of herself to an extent he had not known her capable of. 
Perhaps it was the idea of getting fucked while her parents were downstairs, 
he wasn't sure. But whatever was turning her on that extra little bit, it 
was contagious. 

Teddy fucked her thoroughly in the missionary position first, then they 
jointly turned to get into the doggy crouch. That was one of his firm 
favorites. He loved the feel of her taut buttocks pushing into his belly. 
His arms hooked up under her armpits, and his hands locked behind her neck, 
to give his savagely thrusting cock that extra bit of whip. 

Now that his mouth could no longer prevent her from crying out, Gail let out 
some of the loudest whoops of her short sex life. Neither of them noticed 
how the sound was echoing through the room. They were far too absorbed by 
the incredible sensations swirling about in their bodies to give the outside 
world much of a thought. 

Each time his cock plunged into her quivering quim, Teddy felt his mind melt 
like ice cream in the noonday sun. Her cunt flesh slithered around his erect 
stalk, regaling it with the finest sensations he had ever experienced. It 
was as though her cunt was kissing his cock all over, and spoiling it with 
all its might. 

As for Gail, she couldn't get enough of his fine weapon. It drove all the 
way up her and touched off all kinds of tiny explosions of bliss. She was 
still not used to such massive doses of sensuality. Her virginity was a 
recent memory, and so were all those nights of wondering and fearing and 
ignorance. Now she was getting it and she was loving it. 

Her body was swaying and trembling in tune with his. Every blow delivered to 
her cunt made her arch her back and cry out, a cry that was more like a 
sudden, shrill expulsion of breath than anything else. Her mind had long 
given up trying to stay with it. She was a body stuffed full of pleasurable 
emotions, and she didn't want to change. 

Then, when he blew his wad into her, they both vented all of their 
frustrations and lust and love in one cathartic outpouring. He kept pumping 
his cock up her for as long as he could manage it, squeezing the last 
droplet of sperm from his laboring balls. But in the end, he conceded, and 
they fell on her bed with only the resonance of their passion to warm them. 

"Beautiful," he said, swallowing and gasping for breath. "Just beautiful, 
baby. We have to do this more often." 

"If only we could," she sighed, nestling into him a little more. "Wouldn't 
it be something if we could fuck every night without anyone bothering us?" 

"I don't see why we can't!" Teddy flared up all of a sudden, annoyed by the 
restrictions their parents were placing on them. "What the hell, we're old 
enough to love each other, so what right do they have to stop us." 

"No right at all," she said, and her voice reflected the resignation she 
felt. "Only they control the purse strings, so that gives them the right to 
meddle." 

"Mmmmm, yes, you've got a point there. 

But perhaps if we told them about it, you know, man to man and all that 
shit, maybe they would understand what a drag it is to be living this way." 

"I doubt if my parents would hear you out. I mean, it may be worth a try, 
but I can't vouch for the consequences." 

"I don't know what my folks would say either. Oh well, let's postpone the 
whole deal, then. We got away with it tonight, we can get away with it 
again." 

"That's true." 

Gail kissed him on the cheek and wrapped herself around him. Her hot little 
pussy pressed into his thigh and made him horny all over again. His hand 
reached down and he let his index finger run the length of her soggy, creamy 
slit, before pushing it up her cunt hole. 

She arched her back and moved in closer so he could get his finger up her to 
the knuckle. Out of curiosity, Teddy pushed another finger up her, then 
three of them, tightly bunched together. She groaned deeply, but made no 
move to get away from his digits. 

Her cunt hole was stretched taut around his three fingers, and he had 
difficulty moving them in and out. But the sperm and the remaining juices 
helped. When she started getting wetter, it became all the easier. She was 
lost in the sensation, her mouth open, eyes closed, her hands feebly 
reaching out for him, and missing. 

Teddy was very excited seeing her this way. He drove his hand up her cunt 
with all the more speed and force, and his eyes grew wider as her hips began 
to jerk in a staccato of passion. His cock grew rapidly, itching to fill the 
gap. But he kept his hand busy with her cunt for a while, just to see how 
far she would go. 

She was out of control. Breathing hoarsely, and oblivious to everything but 
her own feelings, she moved in closer to get more of his hand inside her. 
Lustful and intense, she propped her ass up with her hands and preferred her 
cunt to his face. 

Teddy held out a little longer, watching his fingers disappear up her hairy 
little cunt. Juices were all over it, and he bent forward to lick them off. 
Just the scent of her cunt was enough to make him reef his hand out of her, 
and to push his face deep into her soft, spongy cunt. 

Her legs wrapped themselves about his neck so that his head was trapped 
between her creamy thighs. Teddy was lost in a totality of taste, and he ate 
her out to his heart's content. Mushroom and olives and weat-germ regaled 
his taste buds, and the desperate quivering of her loins aroused him to even 
greater heights. 

Suddenly he threw her back on the bed and rolled her over so she lay on her 
belly. Then, moving her round little buns out of the way, he dipped his cock 
deep into her cunt, and once more her inner flesh titillated him to the 
point at which he had to grit his teeth to stop from blowing at once. 

Her cries filled the room as he took his greased cock and pushed it into her 
sphincters. For a moment she seemed about to panic. But then, as the sharp 
mixture of pain and pleasure overtook her, she relaxed and his cock was able 
to slip slowly up her back passage. 

When he made it all the way inside her, he withdrew and pushed it back into 
her cunt. He alternated between the two orifices for a while, triumphant now 
that he had all of her cherries, before he got down to fucking her cunt 
properly. 

She liked the cock up her ass, but her cunt enjoyed it a lot more. Gail 
writhed in pleasure as his weapon reamed up her soggy snatch, and triggered 
off all that was beautiful inside her. Everything was beautiful. She had 
forgotten where she was, who was fucking her, or what lay in store for them. 
Everything was beautiful, and everything was in the present! 

Teddy worked harder, feeling his cock burn with eagerness to discharge yet 
another load up his beloved's hot box. She was still tight and elastic, and 
the sheath of her flesh stimulated his cock to very near the point of no 
return. Harder and harder, riding her like a bucking bronc, rising with her 
climax till, just as she came, he shot his load! 

The young couple wrestled passionately, working to get it all out into the 
open or into the other. For a while it looked as though they would never 
stop, would always be in the throes of passion, contorting their bodies and 
faces in a mrming orgasm. But then they settled down, and peace once more 
descended over the room. 

It was then that they heard footsteps coming up the stairs. They lay frozen 
in the other's arms, unable to decide on any course of action. The door 
slammed open, and Gail's parents were there, glaring at them with a mixture 
of disbelief and horror. 

There was nothing to be said. Her father would probably have beaten the shit 
out of Teddy, had he not been a philosophical man, and realized that his 
daughter truly loved this boy. As for her mother, she fainted. 

"Get dressed," Gail's father told them. "Get dressed and come downstairs. We 
have some serious talking to do." He picked up his wife and walked her down 
the stairs. By the time Gail and Teddy arrived in the living room, she was 
sitting up, pale but rallying, sipping at a stiff drink. 

"Before you say anything, sir," said Teddy firmly, doing his best to keep 
the quaver out of his voice. "I want you to know that I love your daughter, 
and that I would be very proud if she would marry me." 

"You're a little too young to think about marriage," said the father, 
regarding Teddy with a twinkle in his eyes. "I've been sitting her for the 
last minute or so, trying to get my mind straight on the subject, and I've 
decided to give you and Gail an open hand. Kids grow up faster than they did 
in my day. I couldn't stop you no matter what I did. So at least do it with 
my blessing." 

Gail rushed over and kissed her father, then her mother. And Teddy shook 
their hands. "Thank you for your confidence in us," he told them. "You won't 
regret it." 

Then he took Gail by the arm and led her back to the bedroom, with every 
intention of justifying her father's confidence in him. 


THE END
