It was a Saturday night in the middle of July when the phone rang just before midnight. My wife groaned, but I leaned over and turned down the TV. It had to be either an emergency or a wrong number, so I picked up. There was a very hesitant and nervous, teenage voice on the other end. It took me a few minutes to realize it was Eric from the Church youth group. I had volunteered to help the kids on a number of outdoor activities and I got to know most of them pretty well.
About a year ago, I got them to promise not to drink and drive. They were all good kids, so I offered to come drive them home, no questions asked, if they called me. Some thought they could trust me more than their parents, so occasionally I did get a call. I felt good about that. Eric surprised me though. He was always one of the tougher guys and I never thought he would call for help.
āMr. Jennings, Uhā¦, we need some help.ā
āWhere are you Eric, Iāll come get you.ā
āNo itās not us,ā he said, picking his words carefully. āJohnās father is coming down to bail us out.ā Bail them out, what had happened? āI got stopped for DUI, and John had some grass on him, weāre screwed.ā
I couldnāt let him know what I was really thinking, that he was such a stupid punk, so I held my breath and calmly asked, āWhat can I do for you Eric? Why call me now?ā
āWe were at this party and went for a beer run across the state line, thatās when we got stopped. The problem is we had Kate and Megan with us, and theyāre still at the party. Can you go get them? They donāt even know where we went.ā
I had to admit, even though these guys had fucked up, at least they thought of the girls, even while sitting in a jail cell. I got the address and agreed to pick them up.
Kate and Megan had just graduated high school with John and Eric. Kate was 19 and very popular, as all tall blondes with large tits are and she was always looking for a party. Megan was quieter,only 18, very sweet but overly introspective. She was the prettiest girl in the church group and got along with everyone, but seemed shy doing it. She was smaller than Kate and had dark hair that she wore straight and simple, just long enough to cover her modest B-sized breasts. Kate usually wore tight sweaters that showed her pronounced assets while Megan could be found in soft skirts or jeans.
They were all going off to different colleges in August. Eric was staying local, heading to the large State University 20 miles away. He had met some guys at one of his orientation visits and they had invited him to this party. He didnāt really know these guys that well and he sounded worried that he had abandoned the girls there. As always, I tried not to ask any questions. It was just my way of helping take care of what I thought of as āmy kids.ā
When I got out near the party, I found the address on an isolated ridge above the river. The parents must have been away because this was no college frat house. It was a long flat contemporary with large windows facing the river. It sat on about 10 acres of rolling and forested land. I parked my car behind the others, about 50 yards down the gravel driveway. I was captivated by the full moon over the river and walked around the house to get a better view. The techno music reverberated across the yard and I could feel the beat thump against my chest, even out here. How could these kids listen to that crap? From the back this house was stunning. With the lights inside, I could see into the large family room through the huge windows, where the party seemed to be. There were only about ten people hanging around, cups in hand. Two large punch bowls sat on a long, padded bar at the back of the room. One college guy was openly making out with a young brunette on the leather couch.
Kate stood at the back of the room, leaning her back against the bar. She had a guy on either side and seemed to be enjoying herself. The guys seemed to be enjoying the site of Kate. She stood about 5ā 8ā with her shoulder length blonde hair. She had a very cute face with a small nose and bright blue eyes. She was fun loving and always popular with the kids, especially the guys who were attracted to her pretty looks. What really got their attention was her large D-cup breasts that seemed almost too big for her frame. Almost. Tonight she was dressed in a sleeveless red sweater that clung to her curves and zipped down the front. A loose, black skirt flaired over her hips and ended well above the knee. I donāt think I had ever seen her in a skirt and her legs were fantastic. Long and shapely, they had a slight tan as Kate had a pale complexion. One guy leaned in and kissed her on the neck, but she nonchalantly turned away giving him a face full of her hair. I could tell she had been there before.
I couldnāt see Megan, so I walked down toward the patio door. With my hand on the handle I heard voices from the next window. I realized no one could hear me outside with the music so loud, I also figured they couldnāt see me with the lights on inside unless I was right up against the window. I stepped over to have a look in the next room. On the bed was a young couple deep into a private fuck session. It wasnāt Megan, so I sat back to watch for a minute.
Both naked, she lay back with her head of long blonde hair hanging over the mattress. Her knees were spread wide as the guy mounted her missionary style. He held himself up on his hands as he fucked his girl hard, grunting on every stroke. Her tits bounced as her body shook, but she seemed not to respond at all. She was pretty, and as she bounced on the bed her face rolled back to look out the window. I think she saw me there, but didnāt say a word, instead she slowly gave me a sweet, innocent smile. Her eyes just closed as this guy went into his final throes and shot his load into her young cunt. I covered the lighter as I lit a cigarette. This was better than cable.
As he climbed off of her, breathing heavy, she rolled onto her side and seemed to go to sleep. He pulled on his jeans and opened the door. Another guy came into the room and, as I watched dumbstruck, he stripped off his clothes and approached this sleeping angel. He flipped her onto her stomach and pushed her legs wide. Without ceremony, he pressed his cock into her from behind. She mumbled some sort of protest as he buried himself deep inside her, but made no move to stop him. He lifted her onto her knees; her face lay buried in the pillow, and fucked her like a dog.
I walked over to the next window to see if I could find Megan. She was there on a sectional couch, asleep. There was no outside door to this room, so I had just turned to go back when I saw the first guy from the other room walk up to Megan. He pushed her over onto her back, her dark hair falling across her face. She wore a denim vest and cut-offs, her sandals lie on the floor beside her. He swept the hair out of her pretty face and traced a finger down her cheek. Then he quickly opened the 3 brass buttons to her top and pulled it open, exposing her white satin bra and flat tan stomach. I was shocked at this bastard and ready to storm in when I realized my cock was getting hard in my pants. I decided I could watch a little bit more, but I would not let him fuck this innocent girl. He went about feeling up her beautiful body, squeezing her tits through the bra and running his hands down her legs. He pushed both hands up under her bra and lifted it off her perfect breasts. Her tits were round and firm, only a B, but sat high on her chest with small pink nipples. He massaged her tits until her nipples hardened, then he leaned her forward to pull her vest off her arms. Tossing her top aside, her deftly unhooked her bra and dropped it on the floor. When he reached for the snap of her shorts, I turned for the door.
Halfway to the patio door, I stopped briefly to look in on Kate in the family room. She was still at the bar with the two college guys, but now they had their hands all over her. The tall guy on her left had her head bent back and was driving his tongue down her throat. He had unzipped her sweater and was pulling her bra to the side exposing her left tit to the room. His shorter buddy was under her skirt, massaging her ass and had one hand around in front between her thighs. Apparently, this was some party. Kate pulled at their hands in an attempt to stop their groping, but could not keep up with the four hands pulling at her clothing. The rest of the room had emptied out and I thought of going in to bust up this two-on-one, but then I remembered Megan was unconscious in the other room. I had to get to her first, Kate could still fend for herself, somewhat.