Pam stood outside the party store, shivering, huddling under her thin coat against the wind. It was a lot colder than she had expected. It certainly wasn't that cold when she left her house right after school. Now it was dark and she wondered if she was going to be able to make it home. It would be extremely degrading if she had to call Mom for a ride.
A cool-looking car pulled into a parking spot in front of the party store and two guys got out. They looked older than her, and they were kind of cute.
"Hey blondie," said the one who was driving. "How's it going?"
Pam decided to take a chance and see if she could get a ride home.
"My ass is freezing off," she said.
They both grinned like devils. "Can I keep it warm for you?" the first one said.
"Oh grow up," Pam said, acting disgusted, although the idea was intriguing to her.
"No, really. I'll give you a ride. Anywhere you want to go."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Jump in."
"Ok," Pam said, and went to the car.
"Doug," the first one said to the other. "Go in and get the beer. We'll be in the car."
"Cool, dude," Doug said, and rushed inside the party store.
The first guy got back in the car and closed the door. Pam was sitting in the passenger's seat, smiling at him.
"What's your name?" he said.
"Pam. What's yours?"
Pam gazed into his dark eyes. She had never seen him around the school before. She wondered if he was in college.
"Paul."
"Thanks for the ride, Paul," she said, opening her jacket. "I'm finally beginning to warm up."
He glanced down the front of her blouse. Pam leaned forward, letting the loose front open outward. His eyebrows went up when he saw she wasn't wearing a bra. The cold wind had made her nipples hard and they pushed out the front of her thin blouse. He looked like he was going to put some moves on her, but Doug came out of the party store with a case of cheap beer and slid in beside Pam, squeezing her in the middle of the wide bench seat.
"Let's go," Doug said, eyeing Pam excitedly.
Paul fired up the car and backed out.
"You don't mind if we have a little party, do you?" Pauled said.
"No. Where's the party?"
"My place," Paul said.
Pam was relieved when he drove to a house that wasn't far from hers. They must have been high school guys, which meant they weren't much older than her. She was also relieved to see that his house was dark, which meant that they wouldn't have to deal with his parents, but she didn't think he would throw a party with beer if his parents were home.
They all went in quietly, like they were sneaking in. Paul was holding Pam's hand, like she was his girlfriend, and led them into the living room through the kitchen, where Doug stopped to open the case of beer, take three cans out, and put the rest in the refrigerator. Paul practically towed Pam to the sofa, as if he was afraid she would get away if he let go.
Doug brought the three cans of beer into the living room and set them on the coffee table. The two guys popped theirs open and immediately began to swill them. Pam popped hers open, being careful not to break her fingernail. Before she knew it, they were starting on their second cans and she was just finishing her first can.
She got up and went to the kitchen to get another can of beer from the refrigerator. As she bent over to pull a can from the case, she noticed that the two guys were suddenly very quiet. Her back was to them, but she could feel their eyes on her.
Pam straightened up and stood very still. She slowly turned and looked at them. Paul was grinning at her, but Doug looked up at her with only a faint look of hope in his eyes.
"You have the nicest ass I've ever seen," Paul said.
Doug looked tense, and tentatively laid his hand across the swell in the front of his pants.
"Thanks," Pam said, and went back to the couch.
Both of them watched every move she made until she was seated beside Paul, then they picked up their conversation about cars and women, which Pam found to be extremely dull, almost exactly where they had left off.
Shortly after opening his third can, Paul began to come on to Pam. She had the can tilted back when she saw him looking at her out of the corner of her eye. He had an expression that almost frightened her.
"How about a little kiss?" Paul said, grinning like he had just gotten away with an evil crime.
He moved toward her and Pam backed away to the far end of the couch. She was smiling at him, but she was nervous none the less. She wasn't sure if this was what she wanted or not.
He put his hand on her thigh and pulled her toward him. Doug watched with intense interest. Pam tried to resist him, but he kissed her anyway. He hands were quite strong. She was not able to push him away, not that she really wanted to, but she did want to struggle a little, thinking that it might make things more interesting.
His hand came up and grabbed her tit. Pam flinched and tried to shove his hand away, but she was giggling and couldn't make herself stop. He was just grabbing at her to try to feel her up, but it was making her feel good, and she wanted more of it.
Finally, he slipped his hand between her thighs, and Pam gave in. She laid back against the couch and was very still. He was squeezing her thigh. She spread her legs only an inch or two, and he let his hand slide farther up her thigh. His hand was very near her crotch, squeezing her firm thigh, and Pam felt overcome with excitement.
She looked at Doug, seated right across from them. He was staring as if he couldn't believe what was happening right in front of him. Paul's hand was massaging her warm flesh and she spread her legs wider. Her breathing grew heavier as he massaged more urgently, moving his hand closer to her crotch. If he kept it up, she was going to cum.
Unfortunately, he took his hand away just before she reached an orgasm. He undid the buttons that held her blouse closed, and Pam wiggled, making her bare breasts jiggle. Doug's eyes were bulging out of his head like he had never seen a girl naked before.
"Fuck me, please," she whispered, barely breathing the words.
Pam glanced down to Paul's crotch. She could see the outline of his rock hard cock in his pants. She let her hand fall casually into his lap.
"You've fucked a girl, haven't you?"
"Of course I've fucked a girl," he said, while he squeezed her tits.
He was really worked up, and it made Pam giggle.
"Just a second," she said. "I want your cock in my mouth."
She unzipped his jeans and reached in for his cock. His mouth fell open and he was frozen, too shocked at her sudden forwardness to do anything. Doug was just as shocked, and could only stare. Pam pulled it out and it stood straight up in the dim light. It felt as hot as an iron. She stroked him slowly but firmly, then harder and faster. Paul fell back against the couch with his eyes closed, sighing with pleasure.
"Oh yeah," he breathed. "That is so cool."
Smiling, Pam sat up, leaned over, and sank the length of his cock into her mouth, keeping her lips soft over the head, letting her tongue slide lightly down the shaft. She loved to feel a cock growing stiff, especially in her mouth. After a couple of long, slow licks, she took his cock deep into her mouth, sliding her soft lips down the shaft.
Paul sucked in his breath and pushed her head down. Saliva dribbled out of her mouth as she went down and his cock went deep into her mouth. It throbbed in her tight hand and she knew he was going to cum. His hot sperm spurted out, filling her small mouth and almost choking her. He shuddered as he came. When he let go, she pulled away and his cum squirted all over her face and hands and his thighs.
Doug had stared blankly at them through the whole thing. Pam glanced at him and giggled. He must have been really inexperienced.
"Let's go upstairs," Pam said, pulling Paul to his feet. "I want you to fuck me now."
"Ok, ok," Paul said, trying to pull his pants up over his dick. "Wait here," Paul said to Doug. "You can have seconds."
Doug didn't say anything, just watched longingly as they walked out of the living room.
When they got to the top of the stairs, Paul opened one of the bedroom doors and led Pam into his room. It was dark except for the light of the moon shining in the windows and outlining Pam's body.
"Leave the light on," she said, facing him.
They stood in the middle of his room. He flicked the light on and stood in front of her to kiss her and his hands dropped down her back, cupping her ass in his palms. Pam brushed her fingers over his crotch, feeling his penis grow and fill out his pants. He moaned and bent his head to lick her bare shoulder where he pushed her blouse aside. Her breasts squashed flat against his chest when he squeezed her.
She placed her hand on his chest and his tight, hard muscles rippled under her fingers. He put his hand down to his crotch and unzipped his pants. She grabbed hold of his shaft in one hand, wrapped her other arm around his neck, and plunged her tongue into his mouth, rubbing her thigh on his hip.
Pam pushed him away and he looked very confused, like he thought she was trying to tease him. She unbuttoned her jeans at the waist and pulled the zipper down slowly. Paul got just a glimpse of her light pussy hair before she turned away and pushed them the rest of the way down, bending over to show him her gorgeous, bare ass. Paul came in behind her, bringing his arms up under hers and squeezing her tits. Pam pulled her blouse off and let it fall to the floor. Paul wrapped both arms around her, lifted her, and dropped her onto the bed, making the springs squeak loudly.
"I'm going to fuck you," he growled.
Pam, lying on her belly with her legs apart, turned her head back to look up at him and whimpered, just waiting to be fucked. He pulled her ankles apart, stroked the velvety softness of her thighs with the backs of his fingers, slipped his hand between her legs, and pushed his middle finger into her cunt. She smiled, looking back over her shoulder at him. He had a big grin on his face, like he was thinking of some evil thoughts.
"Roll over," he said, holding her by her ankles.
Pam twisted herself over on her back. She laid back and licked her lips, admiring his long erection, knowing it was only a matter of time now before he forced it into her cunt. Just to have a cock inside her, anywhere, made her feel wonderful.
He pulled her legs apart again, crawled up on the bed between them, set himself on her soft belly and pushed his cock into her hole. With a slow, fluid motion, he easily sunk the entire shaft into her moist pussy.
Pam wrapped her legs around him as his cock filled her up. She pulled him down close to her body to feel his hard chest on her soft breasts. The hair on his hips rubbed the insides of her thighs and spread them farther apart with each thrust. He wasn't as big as she had anticipated, but it felt pretty good to be in her, anyway.
He grunted, and she moaned in his ear. He began to really fuck her, really turn her on, and she was afraid he would cum in a hurry. He was pounding her very hard. The bed was bouncing up and down and squeaking like a nest of mice. Sucking his cock had turned her on, and she almost came when he was fingering her, but if he didn't take it easy, he was going to cum and leave her unsatisfied.
Suddenly, his pumping stopped.
