She had to come.
Linda rationalized. She told herself that the best thing she could do would be let Clyde feel her up and to have an orgasm by his hands. Otherwise, she was going to get so hot that she wouldn't be able to resist anything, in a very short time, and she might wind up losing her cherry or sucking his cock.
Of course, if she let him give her a handjob, she would have to return the manual favor.
But that wasn't really so naughty – not like fucking or sucking – and it was certainly the lesser of two evils. The idea was not unattractive, either. Linda had enjoyed jacking off the one boy previously, and she knew she would enjoy pumping the spunk out of Clyde.
Linda felt quite prim and proper as she reached down and began to massage his prick.
Clyde's cock and balls were so frantic with lust that they were almost numb, hardened beyond feeling and swollen beyond sensation. For a moment, he did not realize what she was doing. He only saw that her hands were no longer interfering with his own hands, that they had moved aside, and he began to maul her plump tits.
Linda squirmed against his hands.
Seeing that she had stopped struggling, Clyde began to grope her tits with more gentle movements.
Then he realized that she was fondling his cock.
He looked down. Sure enough, she was stroking and rubbing his prick with both hands. Clyde sighed with relief. He had just about given her up as a lost cause. If Linda had continued to resist for just another minute, Clyde had intended to ask Tina if she would mind giving him a blowjob, too – and if Tina had turned him down, he would have had to whack his own meat, out of desperation, shooting the stuff all over the car.
But now the virgin blonde's hands were working on him, caressing his cock through his pants. That was a promising sign. Clyde knew from experience that if a girl rubbed his prick through his pants, she wouldn't object to taking it out and playing with it naked.
He had been wild with urgency before. But now, seeing that he was destined to get his release, Clyde no longer felt so frantic. He could enjoy the preliminaries now that he knew there would be a result of some kind, a creamy conclusion at the end.
He began to kiss Linda and murmur words of love.
Linda appreciated that.
Getting kissed in a loving fashion while they felt each other up made her feel less wanton.
She kissed him back, their mouth's grinding together. His tongue probed. Her lips parted. Normally, she would not French kiss on a first date, but with a handful of prick it seemed sort of silly to put up barriers against a lesser caress.
Clyde pushed his hot tongue into her mouth and Linda began to suck on it. Her own tongue curled and coiled around it. Sucking on a guy's tongue was really thrilling – and she imagined what it would be like to suck on his cock!
When his tongue withdrew, her tongue followed and he sucked on it, in turn. They swapped tongues back and forth, panting into each other's open mouth, salivating together. Tina glanced back from the front seat. She smiled when she saw that Clyde and Linda were starting to get along a bit better. Tina had been listening to their struggles and she had thought much the same as Clyde – if Linda didn't start to treat him more lovingly.
Tina had thought she might suggest that she take care of him, too. The idea of blowing Clyde was exciting.
Tina had been gang-banged before, in the mouth as well as the cunt, and she rather liked having more than one guy at a time. Of course, it might have made Mike jealous, so it was probably just as well that Linda had started to behave.
Tina turned back to Mike and began to rub his prick again. Since it didn't appear that she was going to have a chance to blow Clyde, she might as well get some more prick from her own date, she reasoned. Mike's big cock had subsided somewhat after his ejaculation, but it hadn't gone completely soft. It hung down along his thigh. But when Tina commenced to run her nimble hands over him, Mike's prick started to rise again. His balls slowly filled out, and his cock came up in a series of jolts, straightening out into a stiff rod, the head flaring and flushing.
Tina stroked and fingered, in no great hurry, enjoying the feeling of his cock swelling and hardening in her hands and his balls filling with another precious load of the stuff that naughty Tina adored.
She continued to glance back, from time to time, to see how Linda and Clyde were getting along.
The couple in the back seat was getting along quite well.
Clyde had opened Linda's blouse now, without any protests from Linda, and he had begun to fondle her naked tits with both hands. Cupping the fat tit-mounds together and lifting, he deepened her cleavage. His thumbs swept back and forth across the hard tips. Then he lowered his head and began to lick and suck at her nipples. Linda squealed.
She had never had her tits sucked before.
A tongue and lips felt a whole lot nicer than a hand, she thought, as she purred and squirmed and worked her big tits around in his hungry face. She arched her back, thrusting her tits up. His lips worked on her nipples as if they were valves by which he was blowing her up, inflating her tits with his breath.
She was still rubbing his cock and balls. He ran his tongue up her cleavage, circled back towards the stiff peaks of her nipples, slurping and murmuring.
"Take it out," he whispered.
Linda hesitated.
But that hesitancy was faked. She just didn't want him to think that she was so lewd that she would expose his cock without a pause to consider. In fact, she had been wishing that Clyde would suggest it, or do it himself, for his prick felt so wonderful through his pants that the horny girl was just dying to feel it naked. She was too shy and timid to take the initiative, too bashful to take matters into her own hands, but once Clyde had asked her to, it seemed all right.
She unbuckled his belt and unsnapped the top of his trousers, then began to draw the zipper down.
His fly opened in a wide vee.
His prick sprang out like a wild bull. Linda gazed down at it in awe.
It was by far the biggest prick that, in her limited experience, she had looked upon. It looked just wonderful to her. Her eyes crossed as she turned her vision upon the huge slab of his purple cock-knob. She tucked her hand into his fly and hauled his balls out, too, wanting all of his sex meat available to her gaze and to her attentions. She drank the sight in with her hot eyes.
His cockhead was a huge, flaring, mushroom-shaped hunk of dark, steaming meat, the cleft parted. The tip was already sticky with a flow of preliminary jism. His cockshaft was wide and iron-hard and the vein that pulsed up the underside was as big as Linda's little finger. His balls were in proportion to his big prick, looking like over inflated balloons.
He was still mouthing her tits.
Linda took his balls and cock in both hands. She cupped his bloated balls in her left hand, palm up, lifting slightly as if she were trying to judge the weight of the heavy dose of spunk that they contained.
She fingered his cock-knob with her right hand, then folded her delicate fist around the root of his prick.
She began to jack him slowly.
She loved doing it, but she wanted to make it last. It felt so wonderful to have his cock swelling and throbbing in her fist and his balls filling her hand that she hoped it would last for a long time. Pulling the jism out of him would be the best part of it, of course – but she wanted to enjoy the pumping for a while, first.
A trickle of spunk ran down his cock-knob, slippery and sluggish, glistening like quicksilver.
The sight made Linda drool.