Chapter 8: Finally Fucked

The whole thing with Beth made me feel really slutty and thus a LOT horny. When I feel this way, sucking a cock again wasn’t going to hack it, I need to be FUCKED! With a couple of renewed and hard dicks within arm’s reach at the moment, I didn’t think it was going to be much of a problem either!

“Let’s go to my room,” Bill suggested as he grabbed my hand and started pulling me towards the stairs. Evidently the idea of swapping girlfriends had already been decided.

Why waste the time? Besides, fucking in the living room with the large picture window overlooking the street would be so much hotter! I resisted him and tried to stand firm saying, “Why not stay here and do it?”

Bill looked at me and then at Beth and John, “You wanna do it in front of THEM?”

“Well, let’s see ... I just sucked your dick in front of them, I licked my best friend’s pussy and now I just masturbated in front of you all. Hmmm, THAT seemed to be OK,” I countered, “So what’s the big deal about fucking me in front of them?”

Bill looked at Beth again and then it struck me. It wasn’t that he was concerned about HIM fucking ME with an audience, he didn’t want to see his girlfriend being fucked by another guy. Apparently it was bad enough to know he was doing her but seeing it right in front of him was going too far. Sheesh, it wasn’t like they were married or the two of them had never fucked anyone else before. Suddenly another idea dawned as my thoughts raced through my head.

“How many girls have you fucked Bill?” I asked him quietly, trying to keep Beth and John from overhearing us. They were already going at it on the couch, pawing at each other like two kids on a first date. So much for my boyfriend’s loyalty! I bet the horny bastard couldn’t wait to get a hand on those big boobs and ass!

Bill seemed suddenly embarrassed. “A few,” he answered but from the way his eyes looked down and the tone of his voice, I knew instantly he was lying.

“Beth’s the only girl you’ve fucked, isn’t she?” I asked softly, more of a statement really than a question as I knew the answer even before he sheepishly nodded.

“And it bothers you seeing someone else do her, doesn’t it?” I said with a glance at the couch where it looked like my boyfriend was already doing just that. God, they weren’t wasting any time, were they? I tried to be respectful of Bill’s feelings. For crying out loud, at his age and with his looks you would’ve thought he’d of already fucked a dozen girls. Beth never told me that he was a virgin when he did her the first time. The yet another light bulb went on over my head. Did Beth even KNOW? Oh my god, I was sure she didn’t or else she would have bragged about it long ago. This was just too precious!

Bill glanced over again at the couch. From where we were we could only see the back of it but you could see just enough to know John was fucking Beth. Since she had never finished herself after I had won the masturbation contest, she must have been on the cusp of an orgasm as it was and with John fucking her so fast and hard from the get-go, that was all she needed to go the rest of the way.

“OK, maybe we should go to your room,” I said, taking his hand in mine this time.

Bill looked so relieved it was almost comical as he led me up the stairs and down the hallway. On the way we passed a room that simply HAD to be a girl’s room judging from the pink walls, flowers and boy-band posters plastered on the walls. I tugged at him to stop.

“Whose room is this?” I asked, nodding towards the open door.

“Oh that’s my sister’s,” he answered, pulling me to continue down to his room but I tugged back again.

“How old is she?” I asked, curious now.

“Julie’s twelve and a royal pain in the ass,” he grunted, “C’mon, who cares about her ... my room’s next.”

I grinned and pulled him into his sister’s bedroom. Reluctantly he followed me in and the two of us stood naked in the center of Julie’s room.

“You know what Bill, I want you to do me in here,” I said, a naughty grin on my face.

“Huh? In my SISTER’S room?” he responded incredulously, “Ewwwww ... you’ve GOT to be kidding. That’s just gross.”

Undaunted, I pulled free from his grip and jumped onto the twin bed. It reminded me of mine back home when I was her age, frilly lace along the bottom and stuffed animals piled on the pillow. Pushing aside the toys, I laid on my back with my head on the pillow. Bringing my knees up and back, I grabbed them and pulled my legs up and spread them apart to reveal my still wet pussy to him.

“C’mon Bill, fuck me,” I teased him, “Hey ... you can even pretend I’m Julie.”

Bill was clearly torn between his lust for me and his disgust for his sister.

“Well, I WILL fuck you,” he finally said as he approached the bed, “But no more talk about Julie, OK?”

Well, it was worth a try. Besides, I was just being a tease anyway as I couldn’t imagine a guy fucking his sister in the first place. Sure there was my friend Sharon who WANTED to fuck her brother (who was doing me at the time), but Steve never showed even the slightest interest in his younger sister, at least not in a sexual way. Sort of like Bill seemed to feel about Julie now.

Bill’s cock was now hard as a pipe. Even through all the talking and such we had done since it hadn’t wavered one bit. God he must have been horny! Well, I certainly wasn’t going to complain about THAT!

“OK then Bill, then get on over here and fuck me,” I insisted.

He glanced around the room and I was sure he would have preferred to have gone to his own room and done me on his bed. Yet, when a fifteen year-old girl is laying naked on the bed in front of you, her pussy spread apart and wet and she asks you to fuck her, then THAT tends to override a lot of concerns. Bill’s eyes were fixed on my pussy like radar tracking a target and he barely even blinked as he moved in closer.

“That’s it Bill, I can’t wait for you to put that big cock in my pussy,” I encouraged him. It never hurt to inflate the guy’s ego a bit and nothing seemed to make a guy feel better about himself than to compliment his dick.

Bill climbed on the bed and kneeled between my legs. I dropped my legs over his shoulders and used them to pull my hips upward, exposing my pussy better for him to work with it. He leaned forward and I felt the tip of his dick touch me, just lightly at first as he let it rub over the slick surface of my pussy.

“Don’t tease me with it Bill,” I begged him, “Fuck me ... fuck me NOW!”

It wasn’t just a show for him although that was certainly part of my intent. I really DID want him to stop teasing me and fuck me! Bill got his dick in the right position finally and if I’d had the right leverage I would’ve pulled him forward and driven his dick into me myself. As it was, the ball was in his court and I waited for him to make that forward thrust which would impale me on his dick. It was certainly no surprise that I didn’t have to wait long.

“Oh yeah!” I moaned as he began to push himself into me.

There was no faking or embellishment, it really DID feel good when his dick forced its way into my tight young pussy. I was so wet there was little resistance and besides, despite my statements earlier about the size of his cock, he really wasn’t all that big but he was more than adequate.

“Yes Bill, THIS is what I want,” I moaned softly as I closed my eyes so I could concentrate on what was happening between my thighs.

“Wow, you’re really tight,” he grunted as he pushed harder to drive his dick deeper inside of me. Hmmm, did that mean I was tighter than Beth? I’d have to ask John later...

Once Bill’s stiff dick was in me it was easy from there. At first he pushed my legs back so I was actually laying on my upper back and shoulders with my hips completely off the bed as he drove himself downward into my pussy. My arms stretched out behind me and I grabbed the bed railing for balance as Bill drove his cock like a piston in and out of me. I could clearly see him fucking me as I looked down and up to where his dick was appearing and then hiding once again in my little pussy. I loved seeing it and feeling it at the same time, although it was hard to imagine that the same dick I was watching was also causing the incredible sensations inside of me.

“Let me ride you,” I panted after he had been at it for a while.

Bill didn’t respond as he fought to catch his breath but after he pulled out of me, rather unceremoniously, he sat on the edge of the bed and planted his feet on the floor. I took stock of the situation and straddled him with my knees on the bed, facing him such that my small boobs were practically pushed into his face.