Chapter 5

While the beautiful girl sat atop her sawhorse, carefully adjusting and readjusting her cunthole over the sharp angle of the wood, trying to make the sensations even stronger and better, Frank pulled Sam several paces away and whispered his idea to him.

Sam frowned, not understanding the point of it. But he shrugged his agreement. Frank had always been a little bit rougher than necessary with Julie, anyway, but as far as Sam had ever seen, Julie seemed to tolerate it pretty well. Maybe she even liked being treated like that.

Sam went over to the far side of the sawhorse and waited for Frank’s signal.

Frank stood close to Julie’s leg, eyeing the pretty teen’s well-formed thigh under her tight, short skirt. Sam was out of sight on the other side of the horse, so Frank reached out gently and touched the hem of the girl’s skirt. He lifted the soft yellow material very carefully, hoping Julie wouldn’t notice, but in case she did and tried to call out through the gag, Frank began noisily clearing his throat all the while keeping his eyes glued to the pretty bare skin that was being revealed!

Julie either didn’t notice the lifting of her skirt or she didn’t care, because the only sound that escaped her delicate young throat was a low purring moan of pleasure.

Frank thought perhaps Julie liked having her skirt lifted!

He sucked in his breath as the white cotton underpants came into view under the rising hem of the skirt. He licked his lips.

Wow!

This was the first time in his life that Frank had ever seen a girl’s panties--while she was wearing them!

OH, BOY!

Julie shifted her weight forward suddenly, startling the boy, and making him drop the skirt back down. Frank watched closely as the girl kept shifting her weight forward and backward over the pointed top of the horse. This was very strange! What the hell was she doing to herself? careful, If she wasn’t she get a damned big splinter right up her ... CUNT!

But the longer Frank watched the girl’s movements, the more he saw how much she liked doing it. He saw her head begin to roll loosely around, her pretty face turning toward the ceiling and her long blonde hair falling down her back and hanging loosely and free, swaying with the slow rotating of her slender neck.

The sounds coming from her throat were not sounds of pain, but sounds of real pleasure!

She wasn’t groaning, she was ... purring!

And damned if her hip motions didn’t remind the boy of that stag film his father kept locked up--not too securely--in his office at home. Motions the girl had done when the man had gotten on top of her and stuck his prick into her cunt!

Was Julie ... fucking?

Was she somehow fucking the sawhorse?

Frank was astonished at the sensuality, the sweet instinctive well-oiled humping of Julie’s tight thighs and hips. The quiet sleek way her body thrust forward, but only from her waist to her knees, then slipped backward, running her cunt slit back and forth along that pointed rail of love!

Then, for the first time, Frank noticed the sweet perfume in the air.

He had no idea of what that smell was, but he knew he liked it! Loved it! And wanted to smell it forever!

He watched her thighs, watched so close that if he hadn’t shifted his own weight to one side, Julie’s tummy would have touched his nose!

Damn! That smell! It’s so strong right here in front of Julie! Could it be ... her?

Frank sniffed as quietly as he could, as close as he could to Julie’s slowly undulating pussy.

WOW! HOT DAMN! THAT’S IT!

He threw all caution to the winds and touched the front of Julie’s short yellow skirt where it rode the rail of the horse. Sam popped his head up on the other side, giving Frank a look of boredom, but when he saw Frank quickly motion him to keep silent and just watch, Sam shook his head and sighed loudly.

But he watched, his eyes growing wider and wider as Frank carefully lifted up the very front of the girl’s skirt, and kept lifting until both boys could duck their heads the slightest bit and look directly under her dress and see her panties!

And what they saw was amazing!

Julie’s panties were all wet!

Did she pee herself?

No, that didn’t smell like pee under there!

It was some hot perfume!

Even Sam took good notice, sniffing in the pure virgin fragrance and closing his eyes with delight.

Frank held Julie’s skirt as high as he could, part of his mind marveling at the lack of protest by the girl, and partially absorbed by the sight of Julie’s panties pressing deeply into the pussy groove between her puffy countless!

Both boys stared and stared as the teen rubbed herself wetter and wetter on the wood. Julie was so lost in her own sweet emotions that she never sensed her skirt was raised, exposing her actions to the boys. She had forgotten that the boys were in the barn with her, or even that she was in the barn.

She was lost in a world of her own making, oblivious to everything else in the universe except the deliciously warm pleasure glowing inside her cunt and her pointy swollen nipples!

The fluids from her drooling cunthole thoroughly wet the wood she was sliding herself over, and the small splinters of wood had ripped tiny holes in the crotch of her panties, letting her bare sensitive skin ride directly against the wood itself. The splinters got so wet with girl juice that they didn’t dig into her soft flesh.

They only helped provide better friction to her burning cunt lips!

She was moaning and cooing and purring in the throes of her very first girl orgasm! Feeling the rising tide of feeling spread slowly and warmly through her tummy and cunt and titties until she really thought she would go mad unless something drastic happened--and soon--NOW!

She gasped and shuddered, crouched down and jerked and sniffed in quick little bursts of shallow inhalations and exhalations as she rode her girlish climax on her wooden horse!

She was trying to bounce around on the horse, but the tiedowns to the cement blocks prevented her from rising off the rail, so all she could do to keep the rushing hot pleasurable pumping trembling violent climax coming--coming--COMING, was to jerk her young cunt harder and harder against the wood!

“Uh! Uh! UH!” she grunted, twitching her cunt forward again and again as the flood of come spewed out of her virgin hole and began dribbling down the wooden sides of the sawhorse!

She felt the wetness on her bare thighs as they slipped and slid over the gooey juices on the wood.

It was wonderful!

Finally she hunched forward and breathed in a tremendous amount of air, held it for a long long time, then released it in a long loud sigh through her nose.

WONDERFUL!

Her first come!

Her very first orgasm! And it had been a pure delight! Pure pleasure such as she could not have dreamed in her wildest daydreams!

BEAUTIFUL!

She wanted to do it again--immediately! And again! Forever! And ever!

Ohhhhhhh...

“Wow!” Sam said aloud, breaking the strange intense silence of Julie’s first climax.

The word startled all three of the youngsters, and it made Julie sit up straight on the horse. When she did that, she tugged at the hem of her skirt, feeling that it was not where it belonged!

She mumbled fiercely into the sock in her mouth, shaking her head and shifting her hips to pull the skirt back down, but Frank held on tightly, lifting the hem even higher, high enough to reveal the tight waistband of Julie’s pretty white panties and a wide expanse of bare girl tummy. And that sweet, flat tummy was heaving hard with the remains of the teen’s lustful little climax, and the beginnings of her distress at having her cunt exposed by her two friends!