Chapter 3

Monday seemed to drag by; each class period seemed interminable, and when Eddie was in class with Joan, he would almost cream in his jeans. Joan was fidgety too, and she had to pretend no interest in being around Eddie, while they were in class together. Finally, the last period of the day and the dismissal bell rang Students streamed out the doors, to be picked up by parents, school buses, or to start their trek home on foot. Joan’s Mother picked her up, but Eddie and Deloy walked home together, talking about cars, sports, and occasionally girls, though Deloy was still not too interested in girls.

Eddie had cleared a trip to a boyfriends with his mom, on stipulation that he wouldn’t be out too late. Eddies’ mom was permissive enough to not put too fine a point on it, such as giving him an exact time, but it was understood that he was not to be out much after dark. He hurried through dinner, and then picked up a gym bag he had earlier stuffed with a blanket, telling his mom that it was some boxing gloves and softball mitt. He dashed out the door, and took a

circuitous route to Field Street. Looking around, he saw no one interested in whether a young boy was playing near some vacant houses. He went to one of the backyards, then doubled back, and into the back door of one house. Now the wait became difficult: would Joan show up,

and would she be able to find him and not draw anyone’s attention to herself?

Eddie figured they had less than two hours, if Joan arrived soon. He had found a storage room in the basement of one house, which was not easy to find, if you didn’t know it existed. Inside, you could hear anyone coming into the house above. Having given Joan directions, Eddie waited beside the back door, so he could motion her in, and watch for anyone interested in where she was going. She arrived about ten minutes after he did. He locked the back door and took Joan down to the basement. The storage room had light from small windows high in the walls, and anyone looking through those windows would not be able to see far enough into the room to see them. Eddie had made sure no debris was in their way, and had carried a

small left-behind mattress from another basement room. He had spread the blanket over the mattress. When Joan saw the arrangements, Eddie had made, she was impressed. She was still wearing her school dress, and since she didn’t want to get it dirty, she began removing it. Seeing Joan start to undress, Eddie became excited, and started to take his clothes off too. When he was down to his undershorts, and she down to her bra and panties, they stopped.

“Do you still want to do this Joan?” he asked.

“Yes! I’ve been dying for it since Saturday, and today was soooo long.” she said, effusively.

She began unfastening her bra, so Eddie lowered his shorts and stepped out of them.

He was hard, of course, and Joan was staring intently at his prick. She took her panties down and off in a graceful movement and laid her underclothes on top of her dress. Eddie had taken off his shoes and socks, but Joan still had hers on, so she sat on the blanket to remove them. This gave Eddie a view up between her legs. She was aware he was looking, but she didn’t care. When she was finished taking her shoes and stockings off, she paused and looked up at Eddie, as though saying ‘What next’? Eddie went over to the mattress and sat down next to Joan. He gathered her into his arms and gave a tender kiss on the cheek and then pulled on her chin to

bring her lips around to his. Joan responded by kissing him back, and they opened their mouths to give each other access. As they were kissing, Eddie drew Joan back into a reclining position with himself on his side, hovering over her to continue the kiss. In this position, he could push his tongue way back into Joan’s mouth, which caused a moan to come from her. Also lying like this caused his cock to rub against her naked hip, painting a picture with his pre-cum.

As the kiss lingered on, Eddie took his free hand and let it wander, as he caressed her cheek, then down the curve of her neck and across the young hillocks emerging from the plane of her chest. He cupped each breast, squeezing them in the palm of his hand, then teased each nipple until it was erect. Joan was beginning to breathe heavier and gave off an occasional moan or whimper. Finally, Eddie let his hand wander lower, across her abdomen and into her sparse pubic hair. Sensing him nearing her cuntal mound, Joan slowly spread her thighs wider so Eddie would have access, her heart beating wildly. Letting his right middle digit slip gently through the small furrow at the top of her outer lips, Eddie followed its course to the top of her vulva, where he found her already-swollen clit. A deeper moan escaped Joan, as he began to slowly massage the little nub. Finally, he drew his mouth from hers.

With her eyes still closed, Joan felt Eddie kiss his way down past her chin and

neck, onto her chest. He kissed slowly, tenderly, leaving a slight trail of saliva across her flesh. His lips walked up each tit and enveloped their respective nipple, sucking each hard little berry into his warm, wet mouth. Joan was beginning her climb up passions’ hill, surrendering herself to the exquisite ministrations of her fifteen-year-old peer. Downward, Eddie moved his mouth as he scattered kisses and tongue caresses across Joan’s flat belly and into the area that would someday sprout much thicker pubic hair. Shifting his position, Eddie took a kneeling stance between Joan’s spread legs. He caressed her thighs with his hands, and brought them up,

and around until he could cup her ass cheeks in his hands. Inhaling deeply, Eddie moved closer to his young friends’ cunt until he could extend his tongue and touch the labial folds of her vulva. Joan quivered and moaned at the first contact.

Moving his tongue slowly and gently, he traced the crease dividing her thigh from the outer lips of her pussy, first one side, then the other. He moved to the crease between the labia major and labia minor, and slowly exhaled through his nose so the warm air would brush Joan’s clit. Finally, he pushed the tip of his tongue into the opening of her vagina, and slowly pushed it into her until it reached the blockage of her hymen. Wiggling his tongue inside her caused Joan

to arch her back and push her pussy against his tongue. The sweet syrup flowed out of her snatch and into Eddies’ sucking mouth. Trying to push his tongue through her cherry, Eddie continued to spear in and out of Joan’s virginal twat. At the same time, he moved his upper lip up to cover her blood-engorged love-nub and applied suction on her whole pussy area. Joan was

beside herself. Never had she felt such wonderful sensations. She felt a flush infuse her entire body, and her hands, which had been clutching the blanket at her sides, now went to Eddies’ head and pulled it firmly up against her cunt. Her breathing was ragged and gasping, and she felt this uncontrollable desire to push Eddies’ entire head into her twat.

At last, the muscles in her lower abdomen and groin began to ripple and gyrate.

She knew she was coming, but with so much more intensity than at any other time. Joan felt like screaming, so she rushed one of her hands up to cup her mouth so the shriek that escaped her throat was partially muffled by her hand. Eddie looked up, startled, but when he saw it was just the power of her orgasm, he continued to suck up her spendings. It took a minute or so for Joan to come down from the crest of her coming, and when she did, Eddie was up beside her

once more, but his face was shiny with her cunt-creme.

“Will you let me put my prick in your pussy now?” Eddie cajoled.

Joan thought about this for a half a minute, then apprehensively said:

“Do you think it will fit? It could hurt me.”

“I’ll do it slowly, and it may hurt for just a little while, but then I know you’ll like it.” he promised.

Eddie had no way of knowing for sure how much it would hurt, since he had never

actually fucked someone. Joan would be getting his cherry at the same time he got hers. He had listened to his sisters’ two girlfriends though, and they had confided in him that it had hurt a little, but it had been worth it. He knew they were using him to get off and had actually surrendered their maidenheads to an older boy, but at the time, he was grateful for the experience.

“Okay, but be careful!”

“I will be. I’ll try really hard to make it just as good as it was a minute ago. Maybe better!”

Raising himself up over Joan, he positioned himself between her spread legs. He looked at Joan’s face and saw she had her eyes closed and her breathing was fast. Hell, he knew just how she felt: He was apprehensive too! His hand guided his stiff prick to her flower-like pussy lips, and he rubbed the head up and down her labia, trying to get lubed-up. Finally, he inserted his dick-head between her lips and pressed forward. He managed to enter about an inch before

meeting any resistance, and he heard Joan suck in a quick breath. Her hymen felt rubbery and gave slightly as he tested it. Eddie put more weight behind his cock, and he felt himself push through a very tight band of tissue, causing Joan to moan in pain. Suddenly the constriction was gone, and Joan issued a sharp:

“Owwww!”

Eddie was now all the way in, so he stopped and rested.

“Are you okay? Did it hurt?”

“I’m okay. Yes, it did hurt, a little.”

Eddie pulled out almost all the way, then slowly slid back into her cunt. He waited for a reaction but received none. So, he repeated his action. This time, Joan made a small whimpering sound.

“Does it hurt?”

“It’s a little sore, but it feels good when you put it in slowly.”

Continuing his slow seesawing, in and out of Joan’s pussy, he was amazed at the erotic sensations the friction of her cunt walls was giving his cock. Joan began moaning, also.

“Oh, Eddie! This is starting to feel soooo gooood! Don’t stop!”

Eddie had no intentions of stopping, but he knew that it would not be long until he squirted his cum. Should he leave it in, or should he pull out and come on Joan’s belly? He wasn’t totally irresponsible, or ignorant of the consequences of his actions. He had read of girls getting pregnant as young as six years old, but that always seemed to be in other countries. Were women/girls so much different there? His logic told him no, but he had heard of girls as young as twelve getting pregnant in the U.S. He decided he would chance it, and picked up his stroking pace.

“Unnh, Unnh, Unnh. Eddie, I’ve never felt so good. Fucking feels soooo wonderful! I’m just about ready to cum again! Faster, Eddie, faster!” she begged.