In the fifties, in Swansea, Capitalism still ruled. Large detached houses were still owned and occupied by rich ship owners, factory owners and mine owners. Their sons and daughters were naturally sent to the best English public schools and we used to come together in dances and house parties in the holidays. In the Christmas holiday of 1957, I went to 12 dances at the Langland Bay Hotel in a fortnight; I got fed up hearing the same tunes from the same band.
Anyway, after I left school, we all stayed in touch, and in the summer, we used to have tennis parties. Since I played at school I was quite good and at one of these parties this girl Julia saw me and asked if I would like to come to her house and play. So I went over a few days later in my red TR2, with my tennis outfit and racket in the boot.
Julia greeted me at the door, and introduced me to her girl friend Linda. "We were at Roedean together." "Jolly Hockey sticks!!" I said, remembering the white thighs above the stocking tops of the Sixth formers in the 'Belles of St Trinians. Both girls were already dressed for tennis, in white blouses and short skirts.
We played two against one until I gave up the unequal struggle and let the two girls play each other. Sitting down watching them play I started to feel an erection, because their short skirts would fly up showing their tight white panties. Both girls were tanned and had their hard pointed breasts poking through the white cloth of their blouse.
They finished playing and all flushed, we went into their lounge through the French windows. We were alone in the house, with Julia's parents away on holiday and their housekeeper out. Julia went to get some lemonade and Linda and I collapsed onto the large sofa together.
I could smell her warm body and see beads of sweat on her upper lip. We looked into each other's eyes and moved our heads slowly together. At first, our lips were closed, and then she opened hers and I slipped my tongue in, she responded and our tongues battled and twisted tighter. My prick really stirred now. My left hand moved up her thighs under her skirt and I stoked her bum through her panties. She in turn moved her hand over the bulge in my pants.
"Let's do this properly" Linda said and stripped off her things. I followed suit. My prick reared up into the air from my crotch. She grabbed hold of it, and swung her leg over mine and positioned herself on top. She looked down on herself and moved the plum head of my prick up and down her slit to lubricate it, then slowly eased herself down onto me. Just at that moment, Julia came back in with the drinks. Linda smiled over at her and moved up and down.