Pam's First Virgin

It was three minutes before the bell would ring to end fourth hour. Pam was watching the second hand spin on the clock on the wall. It seemed that every time she looked at it, it was turning slower and slower. She sighed.

"What's the matter?" she said.

She looked at Neil, the young man sitting next to her, who was looking back at her with an expression of concern.

"I'm bored," he said.

She nodded. "So am I."

He looked at the clock for a moment, then looked back at Pam.

"You want to come over to my house tonight and study?" he said.

Pam looked at him with surprise. She thought for a moment.

"Sure," she said.

He had a smile that melted her pussy.

"Great," Neil said.

Finally, the bell rang, and all the kids in the room jumped out of their seats.

"I'll meet you at your locker after school," he said.

"Ok."

In the hallway they waved as they went different ways to their lockers. Pam walked to her locker with a happy glow on her face. She stopped at the restroom and removed her panties and bra and unbuttoned her shirt so he would be able to see her cleavage.

Walking down the hallway, with the hem of her short skirt bouncing against her thighs, she felt a cool breeze between her legs. She walked a little more briskly to make the skirt bounce a little higher. As she walked down the hall, she felt that all eyes were on her and her legs, especially those of the guys. This made her feel proud of herself and her body.

"Hi, Pam," Melanie said.

"Hi, Melanie."

Melanie looked at Pam's exposed chest, where her blouse was unbuttoned so low she could see a part of her bra.

"What's this?" Melanie said, pointing to Pam's chest.

"I won't be able to come over to your house until later tonight. Neil asked me to go to his house to study."

"Neil Jenkins?"

"Yeah. He's so cute."

"Are you gonna do it with him?"

"I'm gonna try."

Melanie looked past Pam and smiled. Pam closed her locker and turned to look up at Neil and said hi. She noticed his eyes drop to her bare chest and quickly look back up to her eyes. She was pleased that she had got his attention.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

"Yeah. Let's go."

"Ok."

Pam waved to Melanie. "See you later."

"Bye."

They walked the short distance from the school to his house. He let her in and they set their books on the kitchen table. Pam sat down and Neil opened the refrigerator.

"You want a Coke?" he said.

"Sure."

He handed her a can of Coke and leaned against the counter, facing her, and popped his can open.

"What do you think of Lloyd?" he said.

Pam sipped her Coke and set it down. "I think he's a jerk."

"So do I."

"He always gives us so much homework."

"Yeah, especially on weekends."

"Oh, I hate that," Pam said.

She turned sideways in the seat, put her back against the wall and put her feet on the edge of the next chair. She watched his eyes as she let her knees fall apart and made sure he could see her pussy before she crossed her ankles and stretched her legs across the seat. She grinned when his eyes widened, and she was sure he had seen what she wanted him to see.

"Should we start our homework?" she said.

"Uh ... yeah."

Neil set his can of Coke on the table and sat in the seat by her feet, glancing at the edge of her skirt before opening his book. Pam got up and sat in the seat next to him, sliding close to look in his book. She leaned forward to let him look down her shirt and touched his shoulder with her shoulder. They were talking about some subject, but she was trying so hard to get him to look at her tits that she hardly heard a word of what they were discussing.

They paused and looked into each other's eyes. Without saying anything, Pam leaned forward and kissed him. He seemed to respond, but she broke away. He was still looking deep into her eyes, so she leaned forward and kissed him again. His mouth parted and she felt his tongue searching for hers. She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out and they touched.

She felt his warm hand on her leg, sliding up under her skirt. She spread her legs wider as his hand neared her pussy. His fingers touched her slit and she moaned. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him deep.

"Let's go to my room and make out," he whispered.

"Yes," Pam moaned.

They got up and Neil, moving awkwardly, led her to his room at the end of the hall.

"This is a nice bedroom," she said.

"Thanks."

He sat her on the edge of his bed and sat beside her. For a moment, it seemed that neither of them knew what to do, until she put her arms around him again and kissed him. She was happy to see him grow bolder and touch her. His hand went down her back, came around her side under her arm, and squeezed her breast. She pushed him back on the bed and forced her knee between his legs. His other hand went down her back under her skirt and squeezed her ass. She moaned and rubbed her crotch against his thigh. She could feel the hard lump in his pants with her leg.

"I wanna fuck you," Pam whispered.

She climbed off the bed and stood in front of him.

"You do?" he said, looking bewildered.

"Yeah."

Pam pulled up her short skirt and he discovered that her sleek black stockings ended at the tops of her thighs, just under her skirt. Above that she wore nothing at all.

"You are a natural blonde," he said.

"Of course I am. What did you think?"

"Some of us had a bet that you were a natural blonde."

"Is that why you brought me here? To settle a bet?"

"No, don't be silly. I brought you here to do our homework. Besides, how would I prove to anyone that I knew you were naturally blonde?"

"So what was the bet?"

"There really was no bet, but I would have bet anything, because I was sure you didn't dye your hair."

He reached between her legs. Pam rose on her tiptoes. He touched her blonde pussy, feeling for the opening.

"Who were the other guys?" Pam said.

His middle finger slipped into her and she moaned. Her eyes closed and her head tilted back.

"Mike Kennedy and Tony Encino."

"I don't know them," Pam said.

She climbed on the bed on her hands and knees over his prone body.

"You don't?" Neil said, and his voice choked.

The tip of his erect penis touched her bare belly and the light hair on her pussy. He watched, leaning back on his elbows.

"No."

Pam stuck a finger in her hole and lowered herself onto his long, thick shaft. He stared, his mouth open, as it disappeared, swallowed up by her moist pussy. With her smooth, silky warmth surrounding him and warming his insides to his toes, he sighed. Feeling as if she had a furnace burning inside her, she groaned as his dick found its way deep into her body like a thick, pink serpent.

She finally rested her weight on his lap, and his whole cock was buried inside her, stretching her cunt open. For him, it was too good to believe. Moments after her hips began to rise and fall, he gushed somewhere deep into her womb a supply of sperm that felt nothing less than a whole gallon. She felt the flood of warm liquid squirting from his cock, coating her womb.

"That was quick," she said

"It was, wasn't it?"

"Do you always cum that quick?"

"No. Not always."

"Have you ever done it before?"

He shook his head sheepishly. "No."

"Really? Wow. You're my first virgin."

She grabbed his hips and rolled him over on top of her and she found herself wrapped in his arms, with a very comfortable stiffness between her legs. She smiled.

"You have a lovely smile," he said.

"And you have beautiful eyes."

They laughed and ended with their mouths together, then with their tongues in each other's mouths. His hips started a slow pumping and she responded, pressing her hips into his with each stroke. His hands found her boobs and began to knead them like bread. She opened her shirt. Like her skirt, she wore nothing underneath, and he put his hands over her stiff, pink nipples. As he did, she noticed that his penis seemed to grow a little longer and a little stiffer.

She bit her lower lip, moaning, and reached between her legs and touched his slick cock moving in and out of her body. His left hand slid down her side to her hip and he squeezed her ass. He went "Oooh," when she pushed her middle finger up her cunt alongside his shaft.

She chuckled at his reaction and touched her lips with her tongue. His hands felt good, especially the way he firmly pumped her tit. Her raised nipple, the one his hand didn't cover, stood straight out. She placed both hands on his chest and rubbed his nipples in return. Her one finger, covered with juice from her pussy, smeared through his thick, dark chest hair. The exotic odor was strong enough to reach her own nose, so she knew he could smell it.

Pam placed her finger on his lips right under his nose, where he was sure to smell it. As if he knew what she was thinking, he licked her finger and tasted the juices from her cunt. As soon as he did that she wanted him to cum in her cunt and lick her so she could kiss him and find out how the mixture of their fluids tasted.

Her first series of orgasms built like a heavy surf. The waves of aching sensations rolled through her body again and again, making her shudder and grunt and arch her back.

* * * *

Pam walked to Melanie's with a happy ache between her legs. Melanie's mother let her in and Pam went right to Melanie's room.

"So? Did you do it?" Melanie said.

"Yeah. We did it twice," Pam said.

Her face was glowing and she had a huge smile.

"That's so excellent. Did you get any homework done?"

"No, we didn't do any homework."

"Good, then you can help me with mine."