Chapter 6

When Sandy asked if her and the other girls were now ‘sluts’, they all looked at me. At the time, I didn’t know why they’d all look at me, but now, I am guessing that they thought that as a boy, it would be me who would know how other boys would view their actions of recent days. I was still naked and was now feeling conspicuous so I thru on my shorts and t-shirt before saying anything, This also gave me a small bit of time to think.

Looking at all of their beautiful faces, all filled with question and worry, I started. “The thing is you guys, I mean ... we’re all having fun, and let’s face it, we are all enjoying the feelings that we get. I don’t think we can help that. We’re just built that way. If we like it, we like it! Right?” They all nodded and waited for more from me. “Guys don’t get names ... except maybe ‘Playboy’ or something, and that doesn’t sound bad or even affect us much. Girls though, aren’t supposed to like sex as much as guys, which doesn’t seem fair. I think that after everything we’ve done, I could never think a girl who likes the stuff we do could be a ‘slut’, but I really don’t know how other boys ... or girls ... would react.”

“Nobody even knows about what we’re doing, so how could anyone call us sluts?” said Jane.

“But what about when we make out with boys and want them to do stuff like the stuff we do with Michael?” asked Lorelei.

“Don’t jump into it.” I continued to put forward “When you are with a new boyfriend, just act shy and pretend you don’t really want him to do stuff. Make him work for it and make sure you make him wait.”

The girls seemed to be satisfied with this approach and we spent the next hour talking about what to do the next day. We ended up deciding to just go back down to the river.

The next morning, as the sun rose, so did the temperature. It was going to be a scorcher. Lorelei and I were going to be meeting Sandy and Jane at our private spot, so after we did some chores for my aunt, we packed a lunch and headed out. As we walked, we talked about the news of the day. Woodstock was up there, as was the whole San Francisco, Height Ashbury scene. Free love, marijuana, and anti-war protests were big topics for us. None of us had tried marijuana yet, but we had all had alcohol at some point. We all longed to be in San Francisco and were all disappointed that we couldn’t be a part of Woodstock. Before we realized it, we were deep along the trail to our river spot. We heard voices and knew Jane and Sandy were already there. As we approached, Lorelei signaled me to be quiet, and she began to stealth along. She soon stopped, and began staring through the bushes. She wiggled her finger for me to join her, and I moved silently up beside her.

There in front of us, both completely naked, Jane and Sandy were both giggling and talking. Jane was face down and Sandy was on her back. They were talking about their nudity and how embarrassed they’d be if someone came along and caught them. “I love this” moaned Jane “I feel so free!” Sandy dusted something off her breasts. “I wonder if boys that go to nudist colonies walk around hard all the time.” Jane said “I doubt it. I heard that they are against that and that boys have to take salt-peter or something to stop them from getting boners.” Sandy giggled, “Too bad. What fun would that be for us?”

“Why Sandy, you little tart. So you want to see a whole bunch of boners do you?”

“Yeah man. I love Michaels and would love to see others. Don’t you find them kind of fascinating?”

“They are fascinating! Just the fact that they grow like they do is sooo neat. I love watching Michael squirt. I love actually making him squirt too. It makes me feel kind of powerful.”

“Me too! I wonder what it would be like to feel him squirt inside my vagina.”

“Mmmm, I bet it would feel really good. Probably messy after though. His stuff would either leak out, or glue your hole up!”

Sandy broke up laughing “That stuff gets sooo sticky!”

There was a slight pause and I could tell Lorelei was just about to announce our presence when Sandy sat up and with her head lowered, not looking at Jane, she quietly said “I think I want to go all the way.” Jane bounded up to her knees and stared at Sandy. “With Michael?

Sandy blushed and said “Maybe”

“Are you sure? I mean ... god Sandy, his penis is sooo big. Have you even had anything other than your finger up you?”

“Gosh Jane ... people do it all the time. I mean, it is supposed to fit and we do have babies.”

“I heard it hurts a lot the first time. Are you ready for that?”

“I get so horny and wet when I’m making out with you guys and Michael. I feel like I just want to feel more now. I really like Michael and I think he’d be really gentle. He seems to understand us a lot and he has never been mean or gross. I’m kind of used to his penis, and I’m not afraid of it or anything.”

Jane looked down then, and unbelievably, she blushed. “Me too.”

Sandy looked at her and automatically said “Me too what?”

“Me too. I want to go all the way too.”

Sandy now saw Jane’s blush and her mouth dropped. “Oh fuck Jane! You want to do it too? With Michael?”

Jane kind of shrugged her shoulders and said “It doesn’t have to be Michael. I know you like him in a different way than Lorelei and me and I don’t want to do that with him if it would bother you.”

Sandy was quick to alleviate Jane’s concerns. “No, no! Look, I like Michael a lot. I think I love him, but everything we’ve been doing to him and doing with him this summer has been shared. I get that you would be comfortable trying sex with him. I also get that it doesn’t mean you love him. Just maybe let me do it first?”

“Oh Sandy, of course! I think it would be wonderful if you two virgins did it first together. Are you going to let me and Lorelei watch?”

Sandy’s eyes flew open wide “Oh god! You want to watch us fuck? What if I cry or Michael doesn’t want you too? What if he doesn’t even want to fuck me?”

“First, I expect you to cry. I’ll probably cry with you. Second, I guess it would have to be something Michael wouldn’t mind, and third; are you crazy? Of course he wants to fuck you! He’s a boy! He wants to hump anything! Does he know you want him to be your first?”

“God no! I was going to talk to him today if we get a bit of private time together.”

Lorelei was busy rubbing my penis through my shorts as this conversation went on. She leaned in and kissed my cheek. “Lucky you. I’ll make sure you get some private time with Sandy. Oh ... if Jane gets to watch, I do too.” She then spoke loudly “Michael, I think I see them over here.”

Lorelei and I kind of crashed through the bushes and made our entrance. My head was reeling. I so badly wanted to feel a vagina around my penis, and here was the girl with the most beautiful vagina in the world saying she wanted to go all the way with me. I was crazy about Sandy. I loved her small pink tipped breasts and flat stomach and cute firm round little butt. I especially loved her vagina. Her soft red pubic hair was too new to be bushy but still showed itself enough to declare her ripe. Her vagina was bulging and smooth, almost with an engorged look about it. Her inner lips were hidden until exposed by either herself or by someone else playing with them. I was all of a sudden very nervous again. Nervous about what I’d heard, nervous about hurting her, nervous about where to even start. But most of all, I was nervous about my own self. What if I couldn’t get hard? Ridiculous! What if I came too soon? That was very likely. What if she didn’t like fucking? Could I fuck her long enough to make her orgasm? Would she hate me after? How do I even put it in her? Does she do it? Oh god!