*all persons depicted in this story are at least 18 years of age*
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Back in high school, Jessica Esposito was the hottest fucking babe there was: an stacked 18-year-old brunette bombshell with a beautiful cascading mane of hair that was so long it would tickle her ass when she was naked. She had those gorgeous thickly-fringed huge clear brown eyes that only teen girls have; deep provocative inquisitive innocent wells. She had huge, round, overly-developed tits, a big, gorgeous pear-shaped ass flaring out from her miniscule waist like a bell, amazingly long, smooth slender legs, wide, full, pink smiling lips, and skin as pale and clear as milk. Her voice was always confident, bubbly, playful, feminine, and oh-so-sexy.
She got around, too. But something was always so friendly and intelligent about her that, although she surely fit the description 'slut,' I never really thought of her like that.
Hers was the first asshole that I ever fucked. Here's the story:
She was years ahead of all of us, intellectually, in terms of maturity, and of course, sexually. In fact, it was she who arranged the fateful camping trip. It was to be her and five guys, me being one of the lucky dicked chosen-ones. There was Jim: the lazy dope-head, Carl: the outdoorsy type, Jason: the shy guitarist, Steve: the lazy drummer, me, and our single ying-counterpart: the beautiful miss Jessica Esposito.
"Come on guys!!" she shouted excitedly as we were packing the van. Her short, pink miniskirt, 'Megadeth' T-shirt (no bra) pink running shoes, and calf-height white socks hardly seemed like camping attire, but the weather was hot, and so was she, so...
We all tried to please her, conspicuously helping out all over the place, being overly-friendly, and basically kissing her ass in every conceivable way possible; utterly pussy-whipped young cocks, the lot of us. ...Cocks which, unbeknownst to us, would be rewarded with the privilege of fucking her tightest of holes in just a few short hours.
We rolled into our campsite and began setting everything up: the tents, the bonfire, the food, etc. Jason was strumming lazily on his acoustic guitar; the windswept romantic; 'dyin' for love' (and dyin' for pussy) Carl in his plaid lumberjack-shirt chopping firewood, hoping to impress Jessica with his manliness (not quite ripened yet, though it was) Jim sparkin' up a fatty, Steve fiddling around with dinner, and Jessica and me behind the van speaking low.
"I think you're a very special girl, Jessica," I crooned cheesily, my motives less than saint-like.
She smiled and came close to me, her nipples almost touching my chest through her tightly-stretched T-shirt, "Thanks..." she said smiling, playing along.
I reached behind her and gently grabbed a couple handfuls of her gorgeous, sizeable, soft, round, teen ass-cheeks through her miniskirt.
"Oh my!" she cooed smiling in mock-surprise, and returned my embrace.
Her huge, soft boobs now pressed firmly into my chest; I could feel her hard nipples through Vic's wired-shut skull. We kissed, gently, passionately, and wetly. My hands crept under her miniskirt, and soon I was kneading her sweet, bare, warm, young bum-cheeks in my hands. Reckless, adolescent lust was quickly building up between us like the static before a storm...
I could feel that she had on the skimpiest of thongs, which I cheekily slid my fingers beneath so I that I could caress her asshole and pussy directly. Meanwhile, I pressed my hard cock into the fold of her pussy through our clothes. I could feel her pussy getting wet with my fingers. Our breathing was quickly becoming heavy and ragged...
"Holy shit you guys!! Pppppfffff!" It was Jim, already fucking stoned, and having the giggles.
Jessica just giggled too, not the least bit uncomfortable, and seductively waved him over towards us. The wasted young man stumbled up to us grinning, slightly red-faced and embarrassed.
