Chapter 3

Jim and Sandra Wells were sitting in lawn chairs beside each other, holding hands, in the late afternoon when Linda and David pulled up beside the campsite in his ‘56 Olds.

“I’m off to dinner,” Linda announced from the open passenger’s window. “I’ll see you at my ten o’clock curfew.”

“Midnight is fine,” Jim called back. “You don’t have school tomorrow and can sleep in if you want. It’s vacation.”

“Have fun, you two,” Sandra added. Dave pulled away as he and Linda waved good bye to her parents.

“Midnight?” Sandra laughed. “You’re feeling generous today. You do realize that your eldest daughter may end up in the sack with David tonight, don’t you?”

“That is a distinct possibility,” Jim admitted. “They’re seventeen. We already know Linda is sexually active. It’s 1977, why should we begrudge the kids having some fun? Linda knows how to handle things safely.”

“She does,” Sandra agreed. “Get you laid every afternoon and you are a regular pussy cat.”

“I am glad our kids disappear in the afternoons,” Jim teased as he gave Sandra a pat on the ass. “Maybe we have time for a quickie before the boys come back from the pool.”

“You are a randy old goat,” Sandra responded giggling as she pushed his hand away.

“I am not old,” Jim protested.

“If your genes for horniness got passed on to your boys...” Sandra commented. “God help us. You don’t suppose Charlie is getting in too deep with Pattie, do you?”

“He’s a bit young for us to be worrying about him taking a girl to bed,” Jim said. “He just finished junior high.”

“He is in high school now,” Sandra responded. “High school kids get exposed to much more than we were when we were their age. You may want to plan on doing the next sex talk with Charlie soon.”

“I thought I’d wait until the school gets to the sex ed section in health class,” Jim said. “Pattie is a pretty young girl, but I doubt those two have gotten past a little necking. That never hurt young teens.”

“I hope your right,” Sandra replied. “At least we don’t have to worry about Timmy. He is still in the ‘girls are dumb’ stage.”

“We have a few years before we have to worry about him getting into a girl’s panties,” Jim said.

A few minutes later, belying their expectations, Timmy and Julie showed up together at the Welles’ campsite. Jim and Sandra thought nothing of it. It was nice Timmy had a playmate. Charlie and Pattie returned a few minutes later, practically glued to each other. Neither parent picked up on the we-just-fucked vibe the two teen lovers gave off.

Pattie and Julie hung out with their guys while Sandra prepared dinner. The girls finally returned to the Zuniga campsite next door when the parents and boys sat down for dinner. George and Betty returned from a trip to the meat market in Intercourse. George picked up some nice steaks to grill for his family. Betty picked up baked goods and some corn on the cob to go with the steaks.

The four kids headed for the barn after the two families completed dinner. They hung out together, playing pinball, Pong and pool to pass the evening as they listened to the music blaring from the juke box. A little after eight o’clock, Pattie slipped her hand onto Charlie’s shorts on his ass cheek as they watched Julie and Timmy play Pong.

“You want to find somewhere private?” Pattie whispered.

Charlie put his hand around Pattie’s back and rested his hand against the side of her breast. “Somebody’s horny again?” he teased, laughingly.

“You’re not?”

“I’m ready,” Charlie retorted. “Where? The shower house will be busy now. Lots of moms getting little kids ready for bed.”

“The stairwell?” Pattie suggested. “It’s not raining and it’s getting too dark for kids to play frisbee in the lawn.”

“Stairwell,” Charlie confirmed. “Hey guys...” he said, interrupting the preteens’ Pong game. “We’re going to go for a walk ... alone. Make sure you get back to camp by your nine o’clock curfew, Timmy.”

“You got a curfew too,” Timmy insisted.

“Ten o’clock,” Charlie retorted. “I’m older.”

“You need to head back to camp when Timmy does, Julie,” Pattie added. “I will see you back at camp.”

Charlie and Pattie headed out from the barn. The Pong game was abandoned.

“What do you think they’re going to do?” Julie asked.

“Kissing and stuff,” Timmy replied.

“My sister had her hand on Charlie’s behind,” Julie noted. “I think it’s a little kissing and a lot of stuff ... sex stuff.”

“Want to spy on them again?” Timmy asked. “I am learning a lot about sex stuff listening in on them.”

“Let’s,” Julie agreed. The two pre-teens headed out too, just in time to see their older siblings head for the mill building. Charlie and Pattie ducked around the end of the building, out of sight. Timmy and Julie scurried over to the building and peeked around the end. Charlie and Pattie were nowhere to be seen.

“Lost them,” Timmy noted sadly.

“Feel me up, Charlie,” Pattie’s voice begged. The pre-teens listened carefully. “Nice...” Pattie purred.

“The stairs,” Timmy whispered to his co-conspirator. Julie nodded her agreement. They stepped closer to the stairwell, but out of sight of their siblings.

“Take your shirt off,” Charlie begged. “Let me get to your titties.” Charlie helped Pattie pull her T-shirt off. He immediately slid his hand under her bikini top and popped it off her breasts. Charlie was wearing his swim suit and flip-flops. Pattie had on her bikini with a pair of short shorts over the bikini bottom. Charlie felt her titties as he deep kissed her.

Timmy and Julie could hear the moans and lip smacks as their older siblings made out. The two exchanged glances as they listened to the horny teens. The pre-teens stayed back a couple feet from the top of the stairwell, in the darkness. A light lit the bottom of the stairwell, but the cone of light didn’t extend to the top of the stairs. Timmy and Julie crept forward quietly, intent on learning more about this mysterious thing, sex.

The horny teens pressed their overheated bodies together for five minutes or so as they made out. Charlie’s hand slipped down off a titty to her cutoff shorts. He fumbled with the button as he continued kissing Pattie. Desperate for more too, Pattie helped Charlie unbutton her shorts and pull the zipper down. Her shorts fell to the concrete floor beside her top. Charlie’s hand grasped her pussy and teased it through her bikini bottom. Charlie’s hard-on pressed against her side as he worked over her womanhood. Pattie’s moans grew louder as her lust grew.

“Finger fuck me,” Pattie gasped.

Timmy and Julie stared at each other as both mouthed the word, “What?”

“Let’s peek,” Timmy suggested. He crawled forward silently and stuck his head beyond the top step just enough to see to the bottom of the stairwell. Julie followed him immediately. They blinked as their eyes adjusted to the light from the fixture a few feet above the door. Charlie and Pattie were clearly lit. They saw Charlie pull aside Pattie’s bottoms and thrust two fingers into Pattie’s hole.

“Nice...” Pattie hissed as he buried his fingers two knuckles deep in her pussy. “Fuck me good.”

Timmy and Julie stared his wonder as Charlie stroked his fingers in and out of Pattie’s belly. Timmy’s hard-on was just as steely as his older brother’s was. Pattie’s hands were caressing and stroking Charlie’s sides and back as he excited her more.

“Get your rubber on,” Pattie begged. “God ... I need a big dick now.”

Charlie pulled his hand away, giving the two pre-teens a view of Pattie’s dripping hole hanging open. He pulled a foil packet from his pocket and ripped it open. Charlie deftly dropped his swim suit halfway down his thighs, exposing his almost six inches of boy-tool. Julie’s eyes went wide at the sight.

“You’re not that big,” she whispered to Timmy.

“I’m twelve,” he whispered back.

Charlie fumbled for a couple seconds as he placed and unrolled the rubber of his erection. “Ready?” he asked when he was done.

“I was right about what you do with the rubber thingy,” Timmy noted quietly as he watched his brother prepare for sex.

“Give it to me,” Pattie begged. “I need it bad.” Timmy and Julie stared as Charlie stepped closer to Pattie, stooped slightly to notch his dick against her hole and then stood up again, burying his boner into Pattie’s belly. Timmy and Julie were mesmerized at their first sight of two people having sex.

“Mmmm ... nice,” Pattie purred. Charlie started bucking his hips, driving his dick up into her tight hole before he stooped a little as he withdrew again. Horny and overenthusiastic, Charlie was lifting Pattie with his upstrokes. She wrapped her arms around his neck to steady herself. Soon he was bouncing her off the concrete. She wrapped her legs around his backside as he bounced her on his dick.

“I thought the guy was on top,” Julie murmured.

“I guess he doesn’t have to be,” Timmy responded. The amazed pre-teens gawked at the sexual dance their siblings were performing.

Charlie was panting and gasping from the hard work out of bouncing a 110-pound girl on his erection. “Let’s... [pant] do it... [gasp] with ... you bent... [pant] ... over. You... [huff] lean against... [pant] the wall... [pant] while I do ... you from be ... hind.”

“You’re getting a good work out,” Pattie teased as Charlie lowered her to the ground. She climbed off him. His big dick glistened in the light.

“If ... I don’t ... die ... first,” Charlie gasped as he tried to catch his breath. Pattie turned around to face the stair well wall and bent over so her butt was presented to Charlie. He used a finger to probe for his target before lining up and thrusting back into his summer fling lover.

“You can do it that way too?” Timmy gasped as he watched his brother take Pattie from the back.

“I guess so,” Julie agreed. She was equally surprised at another of the many ways two people can couple their bodies.

They stared as they watched Charlie stroke his dick in and out of Pattie’s backside. From their vantage point almost eight feet above and to the side of the two screwing teens, Timmy and Julie could see part of Charlie’s shaft pull out and then thrust back into Pattie backside. Charlie’s hands were on Pattie hips. Her tits swayed as he pumped her rhythmically.

The sex show continued for another couple minutes. Eventually Charlie couldn’t hold off coming any longer. He slammed into Pattie forcefully four times before groaning, “Fuck! Ooohh ... fuck!” He froze with his dick buried inside Pattie’s backside.

“What’s happening?” Julie whispered.

“He’s coming,” Timmy explained.

“Coming?”

“He’s shooting his sperm out of his dick,” Timmy replied.

Charlie pulled away from Pattie. He managed to grab the rubber and hold it on his dick as he staggered backwards. Three inches of rubber hung from the end of his dick, filled with his sticky white semen.

“We better get out of here before they catch us,” Timmy whispered urgently. Julie gawked at the scene as her sister turned around and hugged the half-naked boy. “Now!” Julie reluctantly crawled backwards after Timmy. They stood and ran off when they reached the cover of the corner of the building.

“That was great,” Pattie purred as she hugged Charlie.

“I enjoyed it too,” Charlie agreed. The teens pulled on their clothes and sat down on the steps to cuddle. Timmy and Julie retreated from the scene.

“The balloon thingies I found in Pattie’s trash were rubbers,” Julie marveled. “What was the white stuff in it?”

“That was Charlie’s come,” Timmy explained.

“Come?”

“The white goo that makes babies,” Timmy explained.

“Charlie didn’t make a baby in Pattie because he wore that rubber and all the ... white stuff stayed in the rubber,” Julie said. “I think this sex stuff is starting to make more sense.” The two pre-teens were silent as they walked back to their campsites. They had acquired a great deal of graphic knowledge about boys, girls and sex. It gave them a lot to think about.

Charlie and Pattie sat together on mill house steps for a bit, recovering from their coupling.

“That was a lot of fun,” Pattie commented, giving Charlie a kiss on the lips.

“It was,” he agreed, kissing her back. Almost perpetually horny, the kisses were enough to get their motors running again. They ended clenched together again, kissing and petting. This went on for a few minutes. Pattie slipped a hand down and felt Charlie’s boner. No surprise, he was hard again. She gave him a few strokes though his swim suit before concentrating on kissing again.

Charlie tried the same, slipping his hand own onto her shorts. He fumbled with the button. Pattie helped him unbutton and unzip her shorts. His hand slipped inside her bikini bottom. He fingered her slot a little before concentrating his attention on her clitoris. Pattie squirmed as they kissed and he diddled her.

“God!” Pattie declared as he drove her closer to orgasm. “I need your dick again.”

“We can do that,” Charlie agreed.

“Get a rubber on,” Pattie demanded. Charlie reached into his pocket and pulled out the last rubber he brought with him. Both teens stood. Charlie dropped his swim suit to the ground and then sheathed his dick while Pattie dropped her shorts too. She leaned against the wall and stuck her butt backwards, waiting for Charlie to fill her again.

Charlie pushed aside her bikini bottom and probed with a finger until he found her hole. It was nice and wet. He stepped forwards, lining up his dick and smoothly speared her with his erection.

“Mmmm ... nice!” Pattie gasped as he drove it deep into her body. He started stroking in and out immediately. Thoroughly lubricated from her first fuck, his dick reamed her insides deliciously. That hint of an orgasm? His stroking kept the tingle alive.

This coupling marked the ninth time in less than two days that Charlie had worked his dick to climax, between his morning and evening jerk-offs and the repeated session of sex with Pattie. He went on, and on, and on, far longer than his normal minute or two of fucking before his climax. He passed four minutes of screwing. Approaching five minutes, he finally felt the good feelings start to build in his bottom.

Pattie was enjoying the way his dick poked and probed her insides. It brought her climax closer, but was not quite enough to bring her all the way. She steadied herself against the stairwell wall with one hand and reached between her legs with the other. She diddled her clitoris while Charlie rammed his dick into her. This was what she needed.

“Oooohhh ... I’m ... I’m ... going to ... ccccooome,” Pattie gasped. Her diddling pushed her over the edge. Charlie felt his lover go. Her pussy clenched and tugged at his dick as he continued to stroke in and out. He tried to will his own climax away as he banged his spasming lover. Pattie’s orgasm was too much for the horny boy. He felt his balls churn as his dick throbbed. He rammed his dick deep into Pattie as he ejaculated into the rubber.

Charlie wrapped his arms around Pattie as he rested on her back. The two post-orgasmic teens panted and gasped for air as they came down from their highs. Finally, Charlie grabbed the base of his dick and pulled out of Pattie’s messy body.

“Wow!” Pattie huffed. “That was a good one.”

“It was,” Charlie agreed as he pulled the used rubber off his dick. “It’s too bad you don’t live in New Jersey.”

“Or you in Pittsburgh,” Pattie said.

“We don’t go home for four more days,” Charlie replied. “Plenty of time for more fun.”

“Yeah ... there is,” she agreed. The two teens pulled their clothing back on. They exchanged a quick kiss before heading back to their campsites. They exchanged a couple more kisses just before they reached their campsites, but that didn’t get them turned on like earlier in the evening. It actually proved to be possible for two horny fourteen-year-olds to get enough sex. At least for one evening.

Charlie’s parents were sitting with Pattie’s parents when they got back. Charlie headed to bed while Pattie joined the grown-ups’ conversation. He laid down, relaxed and tired from his evening exertions. Timmy was laying his bed, apparently asleep. Linda was still out on her date with David. Things were quiet for a minute before Timmy asked, “Are we going to jerk-off like other nights?”

“I’m good,” Charlie replied.

“You just had sex with Pattie, didn’t you?” Timmy asked.

“That’s personal,” Charlie responded. “I’m tired. Go to sleep. I’ll see you in the morning.”

“I’m hard and need to get off,” Timmy said. “Do you mind if I jerk off?”

“Have fun,” Charlie said. “Just do it quietly.”

Timmy whipped his sleeping bag open and pulled down his pajama bottoms. He stroked his little hard-on quickly. It took very little for him to climax. He wiped himself clean before going back to bed. How did sex feel? Was it as good as Charlie and Pattie made it sound and look? He fell asleep wondering.

Earlier in the evening, David picked up Linda at her campsite and they headed north on Ronks Road for David’s house. He turned right on Church Road after crossing Route 340. His two story, older frame house sat on the corner of Church and Monterey Roads. He parked beside the shed beside the garage behind his house. The two went in the back door to the house.

“Hey Mom,” David called out. “I want to introduce you to my date, Linda Wells.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Linda,” David’s mom, Betty Robinson replied. “I’d give you a hug, dear, but I am up to my elbows in dinner. Betty Robinson, an attractive, if well rounded forty-three-year-old, stood about 5’-4”. She was adding salt and pepper to a large pot on the stove. The mom was conservatively dressed, and wore an apron, that looked old fashioned, like from an ad from the 1950s.

“Hi, I’m Jack Robinson,” the man sitting at the kitchen table announced as he smiled and stood up. William, “Jack” Robinson, also forty-three, stood about 6’-0” tall and weighed around 180 pounds. He was dressed in green work pants and a blue cotton short-sleeved shirt. His tie was still around his neck, but loosened.

“It’s nice to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Robinson,” Linda said politely. Linda noticed the teenaged girl setting the table.

“This is my sister, Donna,” David said, gesturing towards his fifteen-year-old sister. The two exchanged pleasantries.

“Why don’t you call the rest of the family, David,” Mrs. Robinson suggested. “Dinner will be ready in a few moments.”

David took off to round up the rest of his siblings. “Is there anything I can do to help, Mrs. Robinson?” Linda asked politely.

“No, relax,” Mrs. Robinson responded as she pulled the pot off the stove. “Everything is set.” David returned a minute later, following a pre-teen sister, who was introduced as ten-year-old Lisa. David had another younger sister slung over his shoulder. He hoisted her up, dangling her upside down.

“This is Sharon,” David announced as his six-year-old sister giggled. “Say hello, Sharon.”

“Hello Sharon,” the budding comedian teased. “Put me down, Davey.” David made a pretense of dropping her head first. “NNNnnooo! DAVEY!” David flipped her over before setting her on the floor. Sharon had her blond hair in pigtails. She gave Linda a gap-toothed smile. Her upper two front teeth were missing. “Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you, Sharon,” Linda agreed.

“Pick me up again, Davey,” Sharon begged. “PPPllllease?”

“Where’s Mikey?” Jack Robinson asked.

“He’s in the can,” David announced. “He’ll be along in a few.”

“Davey?” Sharon pestered. “Pick me up again.”

“Enough, Sharon,” her father said. “Go wash up for dinner.” The young girl scurried out of the room for a moment. Lisa followed her sister out too.

Mikey sauntered in a moment later, trying to look cool. The 5’-7” young teen looked older, except for the light-colored peach fuzz over his lip. That fuzz revealed his real age, thirteen. The boy did a double take when he saw Linda.

“You win a bet or something, Davey?” Mike teased. “How’d you get a girl this pretty to go out with you?”

“My charm and good looks,” David responded, grinning.

“Liar!” Mike responded. “Hey, babe, if you want a real man, I’m available.”

“I’ll pass, thank you,” Linda said, trying not to laugh at the semi-serious line the gangly boy was giving her. “David will be fine for me.”

“Forgive my brother,” David added. “Mikey has been dropped on his head a few times. We try to cut him a little slack when he says and does dumb things.”

“Both of you, behave,” Jack Robinson said, without heat. “Dinner is ready. Let’s eat.”

The family sat down. Linda was given the extra spot beside David. Mrs. Robinson made a Pennsylvania Dutch special – Ham, potatoes and green beans. The food was good and the conversation lively. The Robinson quizzed Linda a little about her background and upbringing. They told her a little about themselves. Betty Robinson finished the meal with a cake.

David’s plan for the night included time parked in Grandpa’s back lane with Linda. Last night he managed hands on bare boobs, second base. Tonight, he hoped to get his hands down her pants and get her off. Third base would be excellent progress. Normally he needed two to four weeks to seduce his dates into bed with him. He didn’t have that much time with Linda. His goal was to hit a home run tomorrow night, during or after the drive-in movie he planned to take Linda to.

David popped into his bedroom when he used the bathroom upstairs after dinner, before they left for the mini-golfing. He took down the shoebox where he kept his stash of rubbers hidden. He didn’t expect sex that evening, but why not be prepared, just in case. Thought of the Boy Scout motto drew a chuckle from the former Boy Scout. He doubted Baden-Powell intended his Scouts to be prepared for sex, but the motto applied anyway.

He looked in the box, only to find the two rubbers he knew should be there were gone! ‘Mikey,’ David growled to himself as he put the box back in his closet. His brother was such a snoop. He was going to have a long “talk” with Mikey, but not now. The “talk” might get a little physical too, but his kid brother deserved it. Linda was waiting for him downstairs.

The couple headed over to New Holland to the mini-golf place on Route 23, just west of the town. They spent an hour putting around the small course before they finished. David took Linda a quarter of a mile down the road to the Twin Kiss, a fifties-style ice cream stand along Route 23. They enjoyed soft-serve cones of ice cream before heading back towards Bird-In-Hand.

“We are planning to stop by your grandfather’s lane for some private time, aren’t we?” Linda asked.

“I hoped you would want that,” David allowed, grinning widely. This was exactly what he hoped for this evening. David didn’t get arrested for speeding but he didn’t waste any time getting to his grandfather’s back lane.

At seventeen, David was no stranger to talking girls into spreading their legs and allowing him to get laid. While no Don Juan, David had enjoyed the favors of more than one girl at Paradise High School. Actually, his first time was while he was still in the junior high at the school over on Route 340 in Smoketown.

David started eighth grade as a short, slightly pudgy boy, standing about 5’-2” tall. During eighth grade, David spouted nine inches, ending up one of the thinnest, tallest boys in his class. It drove Jack and Betty, his parents, crazy trying to keep him in shoes and clothes. His cute baby face developed into a handsome face the girls liked, especially as his body caught up with his attractive face.