"Jeeeesus!" he muttered, shivering and breathing faster. She almost felt sorry for him. It was flattering that she was sexy enough to really turn him on, she did have a good figure, long plump legs and melonous breasts, even if she was not as flashily pretty as Toni.
One thing that had made her a bit self-conscious about her appearance was her height; she was five ten, and just a little plump. But she had nice thick blonde hair, a full pouty mouth and good features. She was shy, though; she had never worn real sexy clothes until the past year or so when she had started working in the lingerie department of the biggest store in Potter. She had started using more makeup, more men were noticing her, she was wearing clothes that accented her nice long legs and stand-out breasts that she had not really shown off in her early bashful years.
Selling undies and slips and panties, talking to other girls and women more had been good for her, taken her out of her shell of shyness. She was an only daughter, Steve had taken the limelight in the family with his athletic ability, his drive and good looks.
Nancy had inherited her blonde fairness from her Swedish mother, Elsa, who was still at forty-one a very attractive woman, and her father Dean turned a lot of women's heads. He owned a modest hardware store, their home was not large, but comfortable. Nancy had her own room; Steve had his. But without his scholarship, Steve would never have been able to go to the university; the family had always had to be careful with their money.
Henry was quite eligible, really. His father owned a good-size ranch that he would some day inherit. A lot of girls around town envied Nancy because she was going with him.
But I don't vibe with him! Nancy thought. I want to feel about a guy the way I feel about my brother! Ready to fall over any time for him! I almost hate Toni for getting his prick! But she's the sexiest girl in town and Steve deserves a good, hot piece!
She suddenly remembered the time when she was fourteen and she had rushed into the bathroom without knocking and seen Steve naked, just out of the shower. Naturally, she had looked at his crotch! The size of his prick, even soft, had sent wild thrills through her body. He had not been circumcised, a thing that Dean had insisted on at his birth in spite of a modern practice by doctors to remove the foreskin of every male child. She had overheard her parents talking about it one day.
"I know I like yours the way it is, honey," her mother had laughed.
"The feeling is a lot better," he had answered.
Nancy was very glad her parents got along so well because she still liked to slip up to their bedroom door at night and listen to them have their pleasure. Sometimes they played around and talked sexy and screwed for hours! They really had fun together!
Elsa always had four or five orgasms before Dean finally had his cum. The way he could delay and hold back was just marvelous! That was what a marriage should be, they were still in love after about twenty-three years. Elsa had kept her full, ripe figure. She modeled at style shows, just local things; she kept herself looking attractive so that Dean would want her when he got a good hard-on. Oh, she adored her parents.
Now and then her mother dropped hints about sex and the delights of a good marriage. They could talk quite frankly, a thing Nancy appreciated, because some of the girls she knew received no words of advice from parents to help them in the area where girls really needed help.
"When you find the right man, let him know it, honey," Elsa had smiled. "Don't be so shy! I'm not saying you should go all the way – especially in a burg like this. In Sweden nobody cares, a girl tries the shoes on before she buys them!"
They had both laughed.
At another time recently Elsa had become more personal…
"Honey, are you letting Henry Walton have a little?"
Nancy flushed and shook her head.
"But you kind of play around, huh?" Elsa said, teasingly. "Look, why don't you go down to Doctor Bemiss and get started on the Pill? When I was your age it was just murder not to give in! I'm sure glad your father came along at the right time."
"Oh, Mother!" Nancy protested, her cheeks hot. "I can wait till I get married."
"It's dangerous, honey. Don't take any chances! Some of these guys want to fix a girl to prove how much of a man they are." She winked. "But of course, a girl can do other things…"
She knows I play with myself! Nancy thought. I imagine she did, too, at my age! But if she knew I dreamed about Steve when I did it, she would be horrified!
"Shame on you, Mom!" Nancy exclaimed, blushing furiously.
Elsa laughed and winked again. "A girl has to have relief, honey. Just like men do… But there's one big difference! Having orgasms is not so hard on a girl, she can do it a lot more often, you know… and stop acting like you were twelve years old! I understand how it is. You're a nice healthy girl. Look, I am going to call Doc Bemiss. One of these days you'll see a guy you really flip over and you won't want to get pregnant right off the bat. Okay?"
Nancy shivered and hugged her mother. "Oh, I'm so lucky we can talk this way, Mom!"
Elsa smiled. "I'll tell you something else, honey. When you do find this very right guy, come on strong! Give him lots of you know what. Be so good he won't want any other girl! Just look at your brother. Girls hanging around all the time, just panting. Whoever nails his hide will have to be a real hot tomato!"
Nancy flushed again, hoping her mother would not guess the awful guilt inside her.
I'm panting as loudly as any of them! she thought, trembling. But I just don't DARE! It would wreck our whole family! Ohhhh, damn! And the worst of it is I believe Steve would like to touch me, too! The way he looks at me sometimes and kids around with me makes my pussy just GUSH with juice!
Now, on the blanket with Henry, his hand opening her blouse again, she decided she would go to see Doctor Bemiss. Even jacking Henry off, as she had been doing recently on their dates, was terribly risky. She was at the most dangerous age, and a very awful thought crept through her mind.
If Steve DID ever decide to fuck me, I'd be safe! I'd go all the way with him in a minute! He's just too much!
"Hey, what's the matter?" Henry muttered, trying to kiss her again, his fingers cupping one of her breasts. In some ways he was kind of stupid; she always wound up unfastening her bra herself. She did like to have her boobies fondled.
"Oh, nothing!" she giggled. He was fun to be out with, a good dancer and fairly smooth, and it pleased her to show up in public with him because a lot of other chicks around town turned green with envy. One was Sally Smith, an eager, curvy brunette, a year older than Nancy. She thought Henry was terrific; she wanted to live on a ranch, she rode horses a lot, a bit on the athletic side.
A week before she had come in the store where Nancy worked and bought some lingerie, her dark eyes taking in the abundancies of Nancy's figure. In a town the size of Potter, almost everyone knew everyone else, and the two girls had visited awhile…
"I hear you're going steady with Henry Walton," Sally remarked. It was obvious what Sally meant. Going steady in Potter was the same as putting out, most girls were…
"Oh, not that steady," Nancy answered. A year or so before she would have blushed, but not now. "You're welcome to him."
"Nummy!" Sally giggled. "I wish he'd make a pass."
"Well, call him up and pour it on, honey," Nancy smiled. "He likes to swim." She glanced over at a display of bikinis. "Try one of those mini-mini outfits."
"That's real nice of you, Nancy," Sally giggled. "Say, you got another boyfriend?"
She thought instantly of Steve, naturally. She winked. "A real big secret crush…"
"Ohhh, like that, huh?" Sally exclaimed.
Nancy rolled her eyes expressively. "You know it, honey."
They both laughed.
Now, as Nancy opened her bra, one of the front-closing kinds that Henry was too immature to manage himself, she decided this was a good time to start cooling him a little. Once she was away from Steve and Toni, her excitement diminished. Double dating with her brother and the sexy redhead was just murder! All she could think about was Steve and what he was doing with Toni's cunt and resilient breasts. And wishing she was in Toni's shoes!