Chapter 2

"But you're usually so careful about feeding him. I don't think you'd ever forget, Gayle," Cindy exclaimed to her younger sister.

Gayle avoided her sister's eyes. She wished it were as easy to avoid Cindy's accusation. "There's always a first time for everything."

"No, it's something more than just forgetting." Cindy made Gayle look at her. "I saw you go to the back door and frown when Prince came up. Then you just walked away. You knew it was feeding time."

"Look, I don't feel like talking about it." Gayle had always been irritated by her big sister's tendency to pry, to play amateur shrink whenever her little sis had problems.

"Well, I fed Prince just an hour ago so you don't have to worry about it. But it doesn't really do any good to punish him that way. I assume you were punishing him for something, right?"

"I told you I don't want to talk about it." Gayle went to the box on her bed. Holding up the new dress she'd bought, she turned. "How do you like what I found down at Juanita's Boutique?"

"You rat, I wish I'd seen it first! Oh, I'll bet that would look good on me."

"Well, it looks good on me too. I think I'll wear it tonight."

Cindy gave Gayle a slinky, teasing look. "You and Eddy going out?"

"He hasn't asked me yet but he'll probably call before noon." Gayle shrugged. "It makes him feel like a big shot to wait until the last minute. One of these times I'm going to refuse him though."

"Hey, little sis, you're gonna have to let me borrow this some night." Candy held the new dress up against her body. She was curvier than Gayle and her tits larger, but otherwise the sisters were very much alike. They both had wide, sensuous mouths, short noses and large eyes. Cindy's sparkling blond hair did give her a striking appearance, but both sisters were leggy and svelte and Gayle really had never felt like she was at much of a disadvantage. She only wished she knew how to maneuver boyfriends as easily as Cindy seemed to do. She had two or three of them hanging around all the time.

"You going out tonight?" Gayle asked.

"I can't make up my mind whether to let Freddy take me to supper somewhere or go with Randy." Cindy tossed Gayle's dress back on the bed and did a little turn in front of the mirror. "Randy does have the neatest car and he kisses lots better than Fred."

Just the mention of the word made Gayle think of how her dog had licked her cunt. It was a terrible secret. Something she could never tell a living soul. But thinking of how it had made her feel caused her cunt to throb. She became conscious of her older sister staring at her.

"You had the darnedest look on your face," Cindy said, slitting her eyes. "What were you thinking about?"

"Oh... nothing."

"No, let me guess. You were thinking about how far you're going to let Eddy go tonight, weren't you?"

"Of course I wasn't."

"How far do you let Eddy go? Has he ever got his hand inside your..."

"Cindy!"

"I was just going to say panties." Cindy gave a sexy pout. "I let Randy touch me like that if he's a good boy."

Gayle was curious, but she felt embarrassed to ask about details. Her experience with most males was that if you gave them an inch they wanted a mile. Gayle had not given Eddy more than an eighth of an inch yet. And that eighth of an inch did not extend under the elastic leg of her panties!

"How do you know when to stop a guy?" Gayle asked shyly. "I mean after he's gone so far, he really starts pushing to go a lot farther."

"I never have any trouble turning a guy's fire down," Cindy said. "If he gets out of hand, I just grab his cock." Gayle hid her embarrassment as best she could. She'd never dreamed of doing anything like that! She'd never even seen a boy's prick in the flesh. And to curl her fingers around one of those hot, hard things... well, she guessed they were hot and hard. She'd heard girls whispering at school.

"What does that d-d-do?" Gayle asked self-consciously.

"As long as you've got his cock in your hand, he can't shove it in you, right?"

"I guess so." Gayle swallowed hard. Now she was thinking of Prince's cock. The thought of touching something so slick and red made her shoulders tremble. She wondered what her sister would think if she told her how the Doberman had licked her cunt and made her come. Cindy swayed across the room, touching her lovely young body as she talked.

"Of course, once you grab them, they don't want you to turn loose. It's best to plan ahead and have a hanky that's easy to get to."

"A hanky?"

"Sure, stupid. You wouldn't want to get that yucky stuff all over your new dress, would you?"

"Yucky stuff?"

"Oh come on, Gayle, you know what happens when a boy reaches a climax, don't you?"

"Oh!" Gayle was suddenly remembering the sexy story her best friend Tricia had related to her about the time she'd wrestled with her cousin while they were in their pajamas. Yes, she knew what Cindy was talking about now.

"And let me give you some advice," Cindy went on. "Some guys say they only want to slip it into you for a second or two. They promise they won't come inside and all that sort of stuff. Just don't believe them for a minute!" Cindy frowned as if she'd gone through such an experience herself. "Once they get it inside you, they'll never pull it out until it's too late."

"Why won't they?"

Cindy sat close to Gayle on the bed, her big eyes intense with the secret excitement she felt. "Just imagine how that must feel to a man. A girl is really hot inside and she's all slick and soft too. I think a girl's cunt must be the softest, slickest thing in the whole universe and a man is very sensitive when he has an erection. He can feel everything, especially where it touches the tip of his prick. That's his glans and it sticks out more than the other part. So when it rubs a girl's softness..." Cindy's voice trembled and she had to bite her bottom lip. "Oh, I've gotten all excited just talking about it."

"Cindy, have you ever... uh... ever... ?"

"Come on, ask it."

Gayle took a deep breath and looked at her older sister. "Have you ever let a boy make you have a climax?"

"Oh sure. But you have to watch them. When they get you that hot they figure it's easy to jerk your panty-crotch out of the way and shove their hard old cock in." Cindy sighed. "And when a girl's that close to coming, it takes a lot of willpower to keep them from doing it."

"Yeah. I think I see what you mean." Actually, Gayle didn't. She had never even touched her cherry, and as far as she was concerned, she didn't even have a deep, hot hole. So it was impossible for her to imagine having a cock pushed into her. But from what her older sister had said, she guessed that Cindy had indeed had a cock pushed into her. Cindy read her thoughts.

"Yes, I've gone all the way," Cindy said, grinning. "Once."

"You did?"

"Hurt like hell and it was a mess too. It was almost rape was what it was."

"Randy?"

"Uh-huh. I had no idea what was going on. Before I knew it, he had it in me all the way and was jerking around like crazy and I was crying and bleeding and then..."

"What happened?"

"I could have gotten knocked up. It was just lucky that I didn't."

"Oh," Gayle gasped. "He did that inside you?"

"I told you about how men are." And with that, Cindy breezed out the door. Gayle was weak with passion after talking about the details of dating lust. She saw her coming date with Eddy in an entirely new light. Yet she couldn't think about him without thinking of Prince too. It was awful, remembering that raw, dripping cock that had appeared while the dog had licked her. But it was really the only cock she knew anything about. And no matter how she tried, it was that image that continued to haunt her. Thirty minutes before her date was to pick her up, Gayle imagined the Doberman's long prick touching the delicate inner flesh of her pussy and then sinking between the plush, cushiony lips. She scolded herself for having such unthinkable daydreams and finished dressing.

"There's going to be a party over where that new show home is," Eddy told her as they pulled away from her house. Eddy was a nice enough boy, somewhat on the skinny side, but with broad shoulders and sharp, even features.

"The show home?"

"Yeah. Bob's old man is in real estate and he's handling that whole new development over at Pine Valley. So Bob has the key to this fantastic pad, see, and a lot of kids are bringing beer and food."

"What if someone sees everybody going in and calls the cops?"

"Nobody lives out there yet," Eddy told her. "And anyhow, if a cop shows up for some reason, Bob can tell him to shove off. It's his old man's place after all."

Gayle was a little squeamish about participating in the illegitimate party, but she didn't want to be a spoil-sport, so she kept still. By the time Eddy pulled up at the curb to park, there were other kids on their way up the walk.

Inside it was dark and someone was handing out candles.

"We can't turn on the lights," a red-headed girl told her. "Might attract too much attention." She shoved a candle into Gayle's hand and a book of matches to go with it. "There's a case of beer in a cooler in the kitchen."

Eddy brought Gayle a cold can, and though she hadn't really wanted to drink, she took it. She'd had beer before, a sip or two from her father's glass on occasion. Eddy chug-a-lugged his and went to get another one.

Some couples swayed to the music of a portable phonograph, others made out in dark corners and on the large sofa. As Gayle drifted around, she heard giggles down the hall. A bedroom door slammed shut. Gayle lit her candle and stuck it into a saucer she'd found in the kitchen. She drank more of her beer, beginning to like the sharp feel of the bubbles going down.

Eddy pulled her by the hand. "Let's go upstairs and see what's happening."

"Okay." Reluctantly, Gayle followed him up the steps. The house was a large one, and as they passed one bedroom, she saw a girl she knew stretched out on the floor with a guy. The guy's hand was under the girl's dress and Gayle could hear him whispering something.

"No..." the girl moaned, pushing at his wrist, but the boy didn't take his hand away. In fact, it slid a little higher and then the two of them were kissing passionately. Gayle began to feel worried. She'd never been with Eddy in such a setting and the way he kept looking at her was weird.

"Here's an empty room," he said, pulling her in before she could stop him.

"It's not right to be alone in here," she stammered as he shut the door. But then Eddy had pulled her into his arms. Since she held the candle in one hand and her beer in the other, she couldn't fend him off. He kissed her neck wetly as his hands traced the trim curves of her hips. The slide of his hands over her new dress was exciting. Too exciting!

"Eddy... stop! I'm going to spill my beer or drop this darn candle."

"Here, give me that." Eddy put the candle on the dresser and Gayle's beer beside it. She backed away from him but her legs hit the bed and he wrestled her down onto her back. He began to rub his body against hers but since they still had on their clothes, Gayle put up with it for a few minutes.

But she was having a hard time breathing and her cunt was very moist. She could feel her nylon panty-crotch clinging to the damp flesh that had blossomed outward. She was very hot between her cuntlips, just like she'd been when Prince had licked her. Oh why did she keep thinking of that?

"God, Gayle, I sure do spend a lot of time dreaming of you."

"Mmmmmm." The feel of Eddy's breath against her ear was sending hot shivers up and down her back. Her nipples throbbed against her bra-cups.

"Don't... Eddy, please stop that!"

The boy's hands were straying. She knew he longed to get under her dress and she remembered what her sister had said about getting felt up. Gayle was enjoying the fluttery feelings that all this touching was causing, but she was scared to let Eddy actually touch her bare flesh. Eddy kissed her ear again.