Nick Eastwood
Eager beaver aunt

CHAPTER ONE

Ben Andrews was a perfectly normal adolescent – always horny. But tonight he hoped to do something about it. He had a date with one of the prettiest girls in his class, Nancy Taylor, a petite blonde, and he was going to do his best to go all the way with her.

The trouble was, Nancy seemed to have other ideas. All through the movie he took her to, she just watched the movie, and when Ben tried to put his arm around her or kiss her, she inched away from him. It was frustrating as hell. All around them other kids were making out, but Nancy wouldn't even let him hold her hand.

Well, maybe things would improve when they were finally alone together. Nancy had seemed delighted when Ben asked her out, and he was sure she was turned on to him. So maybe she just didn't like having an audience. When the movie ended and all the other couples in the theater were ungluing themselves from each other, Ben looked at Nancy expectantly.

"What would you like to do now, Nancy?" he asked. "Go for a ride?"

"Oh, I think I'd rather get something to eat, Ben," she said, smiling sweetly.

Ben sighed with longing. They couldn't very well get it on in a restaurant. But he aimed to please. They found a place to eat, and he toyed with a Coke while Nancy devoured a hamburger. He kept sneaking glances at her pretty high-riding tits and wondering how they looked under her bra. By the time she finished eating, he was seething with lust.

Tonight just, had to be the night, he told himself firmly. He'd had lots of dates and had never gotten to first base with a girl. He was just too damned polite, that was all. When a girl said no, he respected her wishes. But tonight things were going to be different. He was going to come on strong with Nancy, and he wasn't going to take no for an answer. He was finally going to get laid.

Or so he told himself.

"Wanta take a ride?" he asked hopefully.

"Yeah, I guess we could," Nancy said.

Now maybe there'd be some action. He followed her out of the restaurant, watching the way her cute little ass undulated in her skin-tight jeans. She was about the cutest little thing he'd ever seen, all rosy-skinned and light blonde and curvy. Half the guys in school wanted to fuck her, but to the best of Ben's knowledge nobody had done so yet. He intended to be the lucky guy.

Maybe that hamburger had done the trick, because when they got in the car again, Nancy scooted up close to him, so that their thighs touched. Ben's reaction was instant – his eager young cock went stiff as a board, straining against the fly of his jeans. He quickly drove out of town and into a heavily wooded state park, the most popular place for kids to park and make out.

He cruised around for awhile till he found a very private spot, and Nancy didn't object when he cut the engine and turned out the lights. They could still see each other plainly in the bright moonlight, and as Ben leaned over to try for a kiss, she smiled at him. That had to be it, a clear signal that she was ready! He kissed her hard and hungrily, sneaking his tongue into her mouth.

She didn't try to pull away this time. She let him run his tongue around in her mouth and move his hands up and down her body. By now Ben was so horny, he was almost coming in his jeans, and his balls felt ready to explode. But he warned himself not to rush things. He could blow the whale deal if he came on too fast. The thing was to get Nancy turned on first, so turned on that she'd want to go all the way.

So he spent a long time giving her deep steamy tongue-kisses. At least it seemed like a long time, maybe an eternity. While his cock swelled and strained in his jeans, he kept his hands in the proper places and kissed Nancy till she was breathing hard and getting flushed in the face. So far, so good it was time for the next big step. He slipped his hands under her t-shirt and cupped her tits.

"Mmmmmmm," she sighed. That sure didn't sound like no.

Hotly excited, Ben started squeezing, her tits through her bra. This was about as far as he'd ever gotten with any girl, bra squeezing. Nancy seemed to like it, because her nipples got stiff right away. He could feel them poking into his palms through the lacy material of her bra. When he felt those hard little nubs, he damned near shot his load.

They went on kissing as he squeezed her tits, and now she was tonguing him. That really drove him wild. Her juicy little tongue darted in and out of his mouth, and he moaned and molded her tits hungrily. They were a perfect handful, just about the size of oranges. He wanted to feel them naked in his hands, and it seemed as if Nancy might just be willing. He reached around her and fumbled with the catch of her bra.

"Ben Andrews, you naughty boy," she giggled.

"Looking won't hurt, will it?" he grinned.

"No, I guess not," she said.

To his delight, there were no more protests as he unhooked her bra. He pushed her bra and shirt up out of the way and ogled the first pair of naked tits he'd ever seen in real life. He had a stack of girlie magazines squirreled away in his bedroom that showed tits and asses and pussies, but they didn't seem nearly as exciting to him as Nancy's bare tits.

They were perfectly round, very firm, and capped with small red nipples. Her tits looked creamy-pale in the moonlight, the stiff nipples dark in contrast. He started to grab for her tits, but she giggled and caught his wrists, stopping him short of his goal. He almost groaned in frustration.

"You said you were just gonna look," she grinned.

"I lied," Ben said. "Come on, Nancy, just let me feel 'em a little, okay?"

"Well, only if you'll lick them and suck them, too," she pouted.

"Do what?" Ben said wonderingly.

"I just read this novel where the guy does all that to the girl," Nancy explained breathlessly, "and I'm just dying to know what it's like. But we're not gonna go any farther than that, okay?"

"Oh, uh, sure," Ben said.

He intended to change her mind, and meanwhile he could have a really interesting time with her tits. He'd just wanted to fondle them. He hadn't thought she'd let him do more than that. Now he eagerly cupped the pale globes and molded them. They were delicious to touch, smooth and hot and throbbing. As he caressed her sensitive tits, Nancy lolled back against the seat and gurgled with arousal.

"I trust you not to tell anybody about this, Ben," she said. "I never went this far with a boy before, but I know you're a decent guy."

Oh, shit, Ben thought, me a decent guy?

It was a good thing Nancy couldn't read minds. She'd have screamed and run if she'd known what was going on in his mind. In his fantasies he already had her naked, and he was rolling on top of her and cramming his stiff boner into her virgin cunt. He was fucking her brains out. He was fucking her till she panted for mercy. And she thought he was a decent guy!

"Of course I'll never tell, Nancy," he said. But he didn't promise to be decent. Cupping her luscious hot tits, he bent down, stuck out his tongue and started licking the satiny flesh. Nancy gasped, then gurgled, obviously enjoying it. He tongued all over her throbbing tits, but he soon discovered that her nipples were the most sensitive part and he concentrated on them. As he ran his hot juicy tongue around the stiff buds, Nancy whimpered with excitement.

"Ooooo, yeah, Ben, that's just like the guy did in the book," she panted.

"You like it?" Ben asked.

"Yeah, please don't stop," she moaned.

Ben gleefully went back to work, lathering her engorged nipples with his hot spit. He wished he could tell his buddies that he'd gotten to lick Nancy Taylor's tits – but he'd promised her never to tell. Besides that, his buddies wouldn't believe him. Nobody had gotten to first base with Nancy. She was obviously one of those girls who was saving it all for marriage.

But as Ben was finding out, Nancy was far from frigid. While he tongue-whipped her stiff red nipples, she whimpered and moaned with lust. Then he opened his mouth and brought it down around one of her lust-engorged nipples, and she gasped and groaned hoarsely. He started to suck her tit, and she almost flew off the seat.

"Ohhhhh, Ben, yessss," she hissed, "that's just like in the book."

It must have been some book. Obviously it had had Nancy creaming her panties. He wondered if she beat off while she was reading it, the way he did when he looked at his girlie magazines. He imagined Nancy lying on her bed, her hand down inside her panties frigging away like crazy while she read that naughty book. The image almost made him come. He sucked noisily on her throbbing nipple, and she laced her fingers through his hair.

"Ohhhhhh, shit, I could almost come," she moaned.

You and me both, Ben thought.

His cock was painfully swollen by now, and he couldn't help fantasizing himself pistoning the stiff meat in Nancy's juicy little fuck hole. He wanted to fuck so badly, he could hardly think of anything else these days. He was dying to get rid of his damned virginity. Well, maybe if he got her aroused enough, he could lose it with Nancy. She seemed pretty damned excited as he switched from one nipple to the other and continued his noisy sucking.

"Ohhhhh, fantastic," she moaned, "you're driving me crazy, Ben."

He got bolder when he heard that. So far he'd kept his hands above her waist, but now he slid them down her curvy hips and around onto her fantastic little ass. Most of the guys agreed that Nancy Taylor had the nicest ass in school. Now he was cupping it and squeezing it, and she wasn't telling him to stop. He inched his fingers lower and lower, into the cleft of her ass and down toward her pussy. Was it his imagination, or did he detect moisture and heat radiating from her crotch?

He didn't find out, because just then Nancy gently pushed him away. "That's enough, Ben. I can't take any more," she sighed.

But of course Ben couldn't let things end like that. He was horny to the point of insanity by now. He just had to get some relief for his enormously bloated nut sacs and achingly swollen cock. He took a big chance. He grabbed Nancy's hand and set it on the big hard bulge of his fly. He knew she could feel the heat and throbbing of his cock even through his jeans.

"Okay, Nancy, I'll stop," he said hoarsely, "but how about you doing something for me now?"

Her hand trembled as he held it on his cock. "Okay, Ben," she said, her voice sounding both shy and excited, "what do you want me to do?"

There was an obvious answer to that, but if he said it, she'd scream and run. He wanted her to take off her panties and spread her legs and let him shove his steel-stiff young cock into her virgin box. But no way in the world was he going to say that, at least not yet. Nancy wasn't ready for it. He still had a lot of warming up to do before this self-controlled little blonde would go mad with passion for him.

"I'd like you to play with my cock for awhile, Nancy," he said, struggling to sound calm.

Her mouth dropped open. Clearly no boy had ever made that request of her before. But she didn't panic or protest as Ben unzipped his fly and eased out his painfully swollen prick. Her eyes got huge, and she stared and stared at his rigid blue-veined boner. Ben knew he was pretty well hung for a teenager, and her expression reflected that fact.

"Oh, wow, it's so big," she finally said.

"But it won't bite," Ben grinned, taking her hand. "Here, just hold it like this and pump it."

He showed her how to jerk him off. It was so exciting just showing her that he damned near shot his load all over the car. He'd never had a girl touch his dick before, and it was very much of a turn-on. She curled her fingers around his meat and began jerking her fist up and down the granite column. Ben slumped back in his seat and moaned happily.

"Ahhhhh, yeah, terrific," he sighed.

Nancy was fascinated with his cock. As she pumped it, her big blue eyes were focused hotly on the head of his dick. She watched the thick globs of cream oozing from his piss hole and dribbling down his blue-veined shaft to wet her fingers. You could tell she'd never seen a cock before, because she just couldn't stop gawking at it.

Her pumping was kind of clumsy at first, but soon she got a good steady rhythm going, and Ben struggled not to shoot his load. It was killing him not to come, yet he didn't know how Nancy would react to a faceful of hot sticky jizz. She was bending low over his cock now, actually tickling it with her hot breath, as she tried to get a better view of it.

Ben imagined her opening her mouth and slipping his cock inside, sheathing it in steam heat and juicy flesh. He'd heard about blow jobs, and he was dying to have one. The image of Nancy sucking his cock just about put him over the edge. If he was going to hold out, he'd better not have thoughts like that. Yet she was within tasting distance of his dribbling cream.

He took another chance. "Nancy, would you mind licking my cock?" he asked.

"Well, you licked my tits, so I guess it's fair," she said. Good old reasonable Nancy.

Without any more debate or hesitation, she stuck out her tongue and started licking the engorged, sensitive head of his cock – and Ben almost went through the roof of the car. It was the most exquisite sensation he'd ever experienced, that satiny wet tongue playing all over his prick head. It turned him on like crazy to watch her doing it.

"Mmmmm, mmmmm," she moaned, "I like the way it tastes."

It was a miracle he didn't come then. It was like one of his horny fantasies come true to watch Nancy Taylor licking his dick and hear her saying she liked the taste. Even if he could tell his buddies about it, they'd accuse him of making it up. It was just too good to be true. Here was a girl every guy wanted to make out with, and she was going down on him.

"Am I doing this right, Ben?" she asked innocently. "Does it feel good?"

"It feels great, Nancy," he sighed, "but I'm just afraid I'm gonna come."

"So what's wrong with that?" she said. "I'd like to come, too. Maybe we could get each other off."

Now he knew he was dreaming. But even if it was a dream, he was going to enjoy it to the max. "Sure, Nancy," he said, "that's a great idea. Let's get each other off."

He grabbed for her, pulled her down on the seat, and rolled on top of her. But as he was tugging at the zipper of her jeans, she squealed in protest and pushed at his shoulders.

"Ben, that isn't what I meant!" she cried. "I'm not gonna go all the way till I'm married."

Ben groaned in frustration as he rolled off her. "Okay, Nancy," he sighed, "just what did you have in mind?"

Seeing that he wasn't going to force her, she got friendly and excited again. "Well," she said eagerly, "I'll show you how I get myself off, and you do that to me. And I'll get you off your way, okay?"

It wasn't what he was aiming for, but it was a lot better than nothing. "Okay," he said, "you can jack me off, just like you were doing before. Show me how to get you off."

She didn't hesitate, and Ben's eyes widened as she eagerly unzipped her jeans. She tugged her jeans and panties down over her thighs, and he gawked at her bush, a small triangle of golden curls. She folded back the blonde fur and showed him a small bud of flesh, rosy red in color.

"That's my clit," she explained, "and when I wanta get off, I just rub myself there – like this."

She started rubbing her stiff middle finger up and down her clit. Ben got excited out of his mind watching her play with herself. Then she took his hand and showed him how to do it.

Her clit was sizzling hot, slick with juice, and throbbing. She showed him just what speed and pressure she wanted on her horny little joy button, then let go and allowed him to solo.

"Ooooooo, yeah," she gurgled, "that's just right. Now let's get each other off."

"I'm for that," Ben groaned.

He could have come a dozen times in the last half hour, and he was more than ready now. His middle finger was squeezed between the hot juicy lips of Nancy's virgin pussy, and he was working it stiffly up and down, stimulating her greedy clit. She gurgled and squealed with pleasure as he frigged her, and soon she'd soaked his finger with molten cream.

"Ahhhhh, yeah, Ben," she panted, "keep doing it to me, don't stop."

Meanwhile she'd fisted his rock-hard young cock and was pumping it like crazy. Thick streams of juice dribbled from his piss hole and ran down to wet her fingers, making her pumping slick and fast. That hot eager pumping was really getting to him, and so was the incredible fact that he actually had his hand on Nancy Taylor's naked pussy. No other guy in school could make that boast.

"Am I doing this right, Ben?" she panted.

"Yeah, it's great," he groaned. "How about you? Is this feeling good to you?"

"Wonderful," she moaned, "just keep doing it."

The car echoed with their moaning and panting, and Ben watched the window steam up till he couldn't see a thing outside. Nancy's fist was tight and juice-slick around his engorged prick, and he was working his stiff finger steadily over her throbbing wet clit. He glanced at her face and saw that it was contorted with lust. His face must have looked the same way.

"Unnnhhhhh, shit, I'm almost there," she whimpered.

"Me, too," he groaned.

He couldn't believe he and Nancy Taylor were actually beating off each other. He'd come on this date with some pretty bold ambitions, but he was actually surprised as hell to have gotten this far with the most desirable girl in school. Now she was arching her body, holding herself stiff, to get all the hot friction she could from his massaging finger.

"Ooooooo, shit, Ben," she gasped, "you did it to me, I'm coming!"

Ben felt his finger soaked with her spurting come-juice, and as the powerful orgasm rocked her petite body, she pumped his cock like crazy. He couldn't hold out a second longer. He felt his balls discharge their sizzling load.

"Ahhhhh, fuck, I'm coming, aaaggghhh!" he yelled.

Nancy watched wide-eyed as thick globs of jizz shot from his cock and splattered the roof of the car. Ben felt rush after rush of molten cream flooding from her cunt. The two horny teenagers frigged each other till they fell back exhausted. But the moment her lust was gone, Nancy turned into her old prim self again. Blushing hotly, she pulled up her jeans and panties and moved to the far side of the passenger seat.

"I think you better take me home right away, Ben," she said stiffly. "We went too far."

Ben sighed as he started the car. His date was over, and he was still a virgin. When was he ever going to get laid?