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Bobby's right hand was under Terri's skirt and was slowly sliding up her thigh. His left hand was cupping her breast and she felt her nipple hardening under the material. She'd never let any boy get this far before, but this time, she decided to take the chance. This was the first date she'd been on in over six months and she wasn't going to blow it this time.

The last time she was asked out was just after she started attending the new school. Things were sure different here. Especially what the girls let guys get away with on dates. That last time, she practically started to scream when her date his hand on her breast. She made it clear that where she came from, good girls didn't let guys do that. She hadn't been asked out since.

So things were going to be different this time. She told herself she shouldn't worry. Not after the conversation she had with Jenny. "Look, Terri," Jenny had said, "guys don't want to be told what to do. They need to be in control. Just keep telling them it's all right. Make like you trust them and you'll have all the dates you can handle."

Jenny was real popular, so Terry figured she know what she was talking about, but she wasn't sure she didn't already have more date than she could handle. Bobby's tongue had been sparring with hers for almost half an hour and his hands were becoming more insistant. She was becoming incredibly hot and started squirming against him. Bobby took that as a sign to go further and began to unbutton her blouse as he pressed her down onto the couch.

As his fingers slid down her neck and slipped into her cleavage, he asked, "Doesn't that feel good, Terry?"

"Y-yeah, yeah, it d-does," she stuttered. Too good, she thought to herself, I hope he doesn't--oh, my!

His hand slid under the cup of her bra. "O-oh, that--," she moaned as his fingers brushed her nipple. His fingers--like fire on me, oh, God, oh, God!

"That's nice?" Bobby asked.

"U-uh-huh," Terry breathed as she felt her back arch involuntarily, pushing her breast into his fondling fingers. Bobby smiled. He pulled his other hand out from under her skirt. He took her hand and pressed her palm against the bulge in his pants.

My God! "I-it's b-big," she heard herself say.

"And it's so uncomfortable in there," Bobby said. He took her fingers and put them on the zipper of his jeans. She know what she had to do. She pulled down. He undid his belt, the jeans opened and suddenly she was holding his thick cock in her hand.

"It--it's so, so t-thick," she said nervously. Please, don't try to put in in me, please, please, don't! She ran her fingers along the shaft. Bobby moaned.

"And you're real soft," Bobby sighed. He fumbled at the clasp at the front of her bra. Oh, no, no! Her breasts separated and fell free, her nipples hardening tighter in the cool air. So cool, so hot, so hot!

"God," Bobby whipered, "you're beautiful." Bending his head, he pressed down against her breast and took her firm nipple into his mouth.

"Oh! Oh, my!" she cried. She squeezed at the flesh in her hand and Bobby grunted into her breast. She felt Bobby sliding and pushing and suddenly he was lying on top of her, his knees pressed between her legs. How did he get there? How did he--Oh!

With his mouth on one breast and his left hand tight on the other, his right hand was quickly sliding up her thigh. Oh, no, don't touch my pussy, don't touch my--

They both gasped as his hand ran across the material of her panties and tightly cupped her pussy. Oh, God, I'm so wet! His fingers slid up and down between the folds of her cunt and her hips began to undulate slightly. So good, so good, please stop, please, please!

"You really want it, don't you, Terry," Bobby whispered into her ear."

No! No! "U-uh-huh", she whimpered.

He slid his hand up and grabbed the wastband of her panties. Oh, God! Please, don't pull my panties down! Don't take my panties off, I'll be open and exposed, please, no, please no! He pulled them down over her hips.

"Lift your butt," Bobby commanded. Her buttocks came off the couch and he slid her panties down her legs. Oh, God, oh, God! He tugged at her leg as he slid the panties down over her foot and slipped off her other leg. He dropped them onto the floor and his hand returned to her cunt.

His fingers dug in, stroking up and down betwen her pussy lips. No! No! "Ohhh," she moaned when he found her clit. I can't--I can't stop, I--, she thought as her hips began to rut into his caressing hand. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" she cried.

"Yeah, you're ready," Bobby grinned.

He parted her thighs with his hips. Oh my God!! What is he doing?, she thought when she felt his hips pressing down on her thighs, parting them wide. No!! No!! He put his hand between them and took his cock in his hand. Oh, God, is he, is he going to-- "Ohh," she gaped when she felt the tip of his prick suddenly touching her pussy lips. God! God! He can't put it in me, he can't, he can't!

Terry started gasping when Bobby positioned his slick cock between the folds of her cunt. Don't put your dick in me, please, please don't put it in me, oh God, oh God! He slid his hand out from between them. Please, Please! Don't put your dick in my pussy, don't put your dick in my pus--

"Unnggh!" Terri groaned as Bobby's pushed his hips down and his cockhead parted her pussy lips as it entered her virgin channel. Aah!! He's putting his dick in me!! In me!! Oh, no!! No! Oh fuck! Fuck!! She felt his hard flesh stretching her pussy walls, prying her open. "Oh fuck, oh God, God, fuck!! Fuck!!"

"Mmmm, Terri," Bobby moaned, " you're so tight! So warm, so tight!"

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Terri grunted as Bobby pressed down and his great prick forced itself in deeper. Her mind screamed, Oh fuck it's big, it's big, oh fuck, too big, God, God, too big, too big!, as she felt the thick shaft diging in, stretching and piercing.