Chapter 1

Mindy Masters lay stretched out on her bed wearing nothing but a yawn. It was a scorching hot summer day, not to mention boring. Mindy was wondering how in the world she was going to make it through a whole long, hot summer without a man.

Mindy, a petite 20-year-old brunette, was home for the summer and separated from her boyfriend, Vince, who'd had to return to his own home town hundreds of miles away. Vince had given her plenty of steady loving over the past three months, and Mindy missed it desperately. In fact, she missed it more with each passing minute, and after a week at home, her need for sex was urgent.

What was she going to do about it? It was a small town, and she couldn't just walk down the street and pick up some guy. The news would be all over town in no time at all. Besides, picking up strangers wasn't Mindy's style. She wanted Vince. But she wouldn't be seeing him again till she returned in six weeks time, and that was just too long to wait.

"Ohhh, shit," she sighed, "what am I gonna do?"

There seemed to be only one answer. She'd have to get herself off, satisfy her own hot needs, without a man. Mindy blushed as she thought about it. She'd masturbated as a teenager sure, but since meeting Vince she'd left those naughty habits behind. Vince's hard cock had taken care of all her needs. Could she really go back to playing with herself?

Rolling onto her back, Mindy slid a hand down her sleek little body and over the soft fur of her bush. She snaked a finger between her thighs and touched the fiery-hot slit of her pussy. The flesh was swollen, throbbing and wet. She was achingly horny, and even her lightest touch felt fantastic down there. Suddenly, there was a sharp rap at her bedroom door.

"Mindy, are you all right? I heard you moaning," called her mother's voice.

"I'm fine, Mom," Mindy called impatiently. "I'm just trying to take a nap. Maybe I had a dream."

"Oh, okay, dear," her mother replied, "try to go back to sleep."

Mindy moaned with frustration. She was just getting into the swing of things, and mom had to interrupt. That was another thing about being home for the summer... no damn privacy. It seemed like mom and dad checked up on everything she did. And then of course there were her two mischievous teenage brothers, always hanging around.

She was lucky to get five minutes to herself to beat off, she thought bitterly. Once more she closed her eyes and stroked her hot, slippery little pussy slit. It felt so nice, and she began to cream steadily, soaking her fingers with the sizzling fuck-juice. It felt good, real good, but there was one important ingredient lacking... a man's cock. She missed Vince's big, stiff prick so badly.

Mindy smiled as she thought about how she and Vince had met and how quickly he'd seduced her. She'd been an innocent virgin in her first year of University, and she'd been uptight and inhibited about sex, just like the rest of her family. But Vince had changed things very quickly. She rubbed her creaming slit faster as she recalled that first time.

She'd been crossing the campus, going from one class to another, when she almost bumped into this absolute hunk. He was tall, muscular, with black hair and fantastically deep brown eyes. Just gorgeous, Mindy thought, as she stood there staring at him like a fool. He'd looked her over, and obviously he liked what he saw, because he gave her a sexy smile.

"Those look heavy," he asked, indicating her textbooks. "Can I help you with them?"

Mindy had laughed. "I thought that went out with horses and buggies," she said.

"Okay," he replied, "how about going out with me instead? My name's Vince, and I'll pick you up at five."

Looking back on it, Mindy realized she'd never once said no to Vince the whole time she'd known him. She had agreed, on the spot, to a date with this perfect stranger. They got some take-away food and parked by a lake and chatted, and she found herself getting more turned on to the guy by the second. She was actually creaming her panties just being close to him, something she'd never done before. She was suddenly so incredibly aroused.

Mindy had never been horny for a guy before. Sometimes when she was still in high school she'd get an itchy, restless feeling, and she'd masturbate to ease the sensation. But she'd been very strictly raised, warned against boys and sex, and Vince was the first guy who'd broken through her reserve.

So when he started kissing her, Mindy didn't resist. She was curious about sex, wondering what fucking was like, and she was so aroused by Vince that she just couldn't bear to make him stop. He used his tongue when he kissed, darting it teasingly in and out of her mouth, and that just drove her wild. When they finally came up for air, she was flushed and panting.

"Mindy," he laughed, "I get the impression you've never kissed a guy before."

"That's right," she admitted. "In fact this is my first real date."

"You're shitting me," Vince said.

"No, honest," Mindy said, "I was always chaperoned before. My folks wouldn't let me be alone with guys."

"Jesus!" Vince exclaimed. "that's incredible! Well, baby, you got a lot of wasted time to make up for, and I'm just the guy to help you out."

He spent the rest of the evening proving it.

Mindy shivered lustily as she thought back on that evening. Her pussy-cream came in hot helpless spurts, drenching her fingers as she stroked her seething pussy. She whimpered with excitement when she remembered Vince's next move on that first date. He'd moved fast and taken her by surprise, fondling her tits through her thin silk blouse as he kept right on kissing her, sliding that incredibly talented tongue deep into her mouth.

She'd gasped and blushed when he suddenly pulled her blouse up out of her jeans, revealing the firmly packed cups of her little lacy bra. His hands closed over the cups, hot and confident, and he began to squeeze her firm, young tits. To Mindy's astonishment, her nipples instantly went rigid, poking into his palms.

"Vince! Wait!" she gasped, "I never even held hands with a guy before."

"Don't you like what we're doing?" he grinned.

"I... I don't know," she stammered.

"Well, take a second and think about it," he advised. "Don't knock it till you know what it's like."

Mindy took his advice. She'd protested automatically, because that was how she'd been trained. Her mother had warned her again and again not to let boys touch her, yet she'd never explained what was wrong with it. Now Mindy shut her mother's lecturing voice out of her head and concentrated on the sensations she was getting as Vince stroked and squeezed her sensitive young tits.

"Mmmmmm," she murmured, "that feels nice."

"It sure does, baby," he smiled, "and it'll feel even nicer if I take your bra off."

Mindy gawked at him. Vince just gave her another of those devastating sexy grins as he reached around her, unhooked her bra, and pushed the tiny garment up, uncovering her gorgeous tits. Vince stared hungrily at the flawless creamy globes and at her stiff little pink nipples. Mindy could tell he was very aroused at the sight of her naked breasts.

He grabbed for them, his hands hot and eager. Mindy gasped and slumped back against the seat of the car, shivering with sensations she'd never experienced before. While Vince played with her tits, she creamed right through her panties, and her belly did lusty flip-flops. He worked his thumbs expertly over her nipples, making them even more rigid and engorged, and she moaned with delight.

"We really shouldn't be doing this," she said weakly.

"How come?" he grinned. "Don't you like it?"

That was the same question he'd asked before. It had never occurred to her. All she knew was that her folks would be very angry if they caught her doing these things with a boy. But did she like it? Now that she thought about it, yes, she liked it very much. She didn't want Vince to stop fondling her sensitive tits. So why were her parents against something that felt so good?

"Mmmmmm, yes I do! It feels great," she murmured, looking dreamily up into his handsome face.

"It's going to feel a lot better, baby. We're just getting started." he told her. "Why don't we get more comfortable? I know a real private spot."

He tugged her shirt down over her tits but didn't fasten her bra. Mindy followed him in a daze as he grabbed a blanket, left the car, and followed a path through the woods. They came to a very secluded clearing, and Vince spread out the blanket, pulled her down on it, and started kissing her hotly.

Mindy just melted when he darted his tongue into her mouth and cupped and squeezed her bare tits. Her pussy was on fire, even though she didn't understand why. She just knew she couldn't stop creaming, couldn't stop her moaning and wriggling. Finally Vince broke off the steamy kisses and came up for air. There was a hot glazed look in his eyes as he reached for the zipper of her jeans and started tugging it open.

"No, Vince. wait," Mindy squeaked, "what are you doing?"

"I wanta see your pussy," he said, as if it was the most natural and reasonable request in the world.

She didn't know what to say to that. Her parents would have an answer, for sure, but was it her answer? She knew she wanted him to go on touching her and arousing her, but how far was "too far"? While she puzzled over these questions, Vince deftly removed her jeans and panties in one smooth tug, leaving her naked from the waist down. Her blouse was pushed up over her tits, exposing her completely to his lustful gaze.

His eyes glowed with hunger as he studied her slender, naked young body. He stroked the soft little triangle of sparse fur covering her virgin cunt, and she blushed hotly. Still, she didn't want him to stop. She blushed even deeper when he gently but firmly spread her legs and studied the cream-soaked pink flesh of her tight-lipped little slit. That was where she played with herself when she got those funny restless feelings.

Her mother had warned her not to do that, either. She'd been told never to touch herself "down there" except to bathe. But she'd done it anyway. It just seemed the natural thing to do when she felt hot between her thighs. Now Vince was touching her there, and it felt even more exciting than when she played with herself.

He trailed a stiff finger from the top of her cunt-slit all the way back to the tiny puckered mouth of her asshole. Back and forth went that finger, teasing and arousing her, making her cream in helpless spurts.

He grinned and rubbed the pearly juice all over her swollen slit, as Mindy writhed and whimpered with excitement.

"Ooooo, Vince, that feels so gooooood!" she cried.

"It's gonna get even better," he promised.

He folded back the soft-furred lips of her pussy and exposed the tiny hooded lump of flesh that always gave her so much pleasure. That was the secret button she rubbed when she needed to get off. He went right for it, grasping it between his thumb and forefinger, kneading it. Mindy sobbed with pleasure and soaked his fingers with uncontrollable discharges of hot pussy-cream.

"Unnnhhhhh, yesssss," she gurgled, "please keep doing that, Vince, it feels so good."

"Sure, baby," he crooned, "I'll get you off."

Mindy didn't know what that expression meant. Eventually Vince would teach her a whole new vocabulary, but that night she knew hardly any words at all. She just let him do what he wanted, knowing it would feel great.

He kneaded her clit steadily and quickly between his fingers, giving her a continuous buzz of sweet hot sensation. Mindy closed her eyes in ecstasy and clawed the blanket.

"Ohhhhh, yes, yessss," she moaned. "Rub me there, Vince, don't stop."

Mindy felt the hot pleasure building steadily in her pussy, and it made her sob and writhe and moan. Her cream was flowing out non-stop now, soaking her pussy and Vince's fingers. She screwed her eyes tightly closed, shutting out every other sensation, as she sailed to the very brink of orgasm. A minute or so later she felt a violent explosion of pleasure radiating out from her clit and shaking her whole body. She bucked uncontrollably.

It was much more powerful than the feelings she'd been giving herself, so powerful that she wrenched away from Vince and rolled around on the blanket, convulsing helplessly. It was quite some time before she went still. Then she opened her eyes and looked wonderingly at Vince, who was grinning down at her.

"What was that?" she panted. "What happened to me?"

"You came, baby,", he chuckled. "You know... a climax... an orgasm... and a big one by the look of it. Did you enjoy it?

"Are you kidding? " she exclaimed. "I loved it!"

"Want me to give you another one?" he leered.

"Oh, wow, yes," Mindy cried, "I'd love that, Vince."

"Okay, but I'm gonna do it kinda differently this time," he said.

Mindy nodded impatiently. She didn't care how he did it, as long as it happened again. That first orgasm had been terrific, but it had also made her greedy for more. This time she wasn't bashful or hesitant about opening her legs for him. He made his thick middle finger stiff and started inserting it right into her virgin cunt.

"Ohhhhh, my God," she gasped.

"Ever had anything in there before?" he asked, his voice husky with hotness.

"N... no," Mindy said.

He nodded, and she could tell it really turned him on to know he was the first guy to feel inside her untried cunt. His finger felt big and stiff to her, but she liked the sensation of having her pussy filled and crammed. Vince eased his finger up her cream-slick little tunnel as far as it would go, and Mindy soaked the probing digit finger with another hot flood of juice.

Then he started finger-fucking her, and she was in ecstasy. This was something she'd never tried on herself. She always fooled around with her clit, rubbing it or kneading it till the itchy, horny feelings wet away, but she'd never tried putting anything into her cunt, not even her own fingers.

Instinctively she began to hunch her hips up at his swiftly pumping finger, seeking deeper penetration and more of that delicious friction on her clit.

"Ohhhhhh, wow, yeah," she moaned, "I love that, Vince. I love your finger in me!"

"I can think of something you're gonna love even more up that hot little hole baby," he said hoarsely.

Mindy didn't know what he meant, and besides, she hardly heard him, she was so caught up in the intense pleasure she was getting from his thick, pistoning finger. She closed her eyes and ignored everything else. The pleasure grew and grew in her pussy, till she was sobbing with it and clawing the blanket and soaking Vince's finger with huge sizzling spurts of cream.

"Ohhhhhh, God, I can't take much more," she whimpered, "I just have to come."

"This oughta do it for you," Vince said, finger-fucking her even faster.

He was right. His swiftly jerking finger took her right over the edge into another body-rocking orgasm.

"Ohhhhhhh, ooooooo, I'm coming, whaaahhhhhhh!" she screamed.

Again she rolled around in total bliss and lost track of time. She knew perfectly well that her parents wouldn't approve of what this boy was doing to her, but by now she didn't care. No way could she turn down pleasure like this. She was already hooked on it. She loved everything Vince had done so far... and she wanted more!

She opened her eyes and gasped. Vince was kneeling between her legs, as before, but this time he didn't have any pants on. Mindy had never seen a cock before, at least not a grownup one, and she just couldn't help staring. She'd helped bathe her kid brothers when they were tiny, but their little cocks were dwarfed by Vince's thick eight-inch column of rock-hard meat.