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Hot as Hell

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Boys are lucky, they get to walk around topless when it gets too hot. I was just discovering Bra Sweat…

“Uh!” I stopped as soon as dad unlocked the car, and let all the hot air out. “I think I’ll walk.”

“Norm, go with your sister.” Dad said, then mom told him, “It’s about time you order that freon for the air conditioner.”

“All right!” But Norman just took off his tie, and jacket to throw in the back seat. Unbuttoned his collar, while I back up, and twisted up my hair. I know, it makes me look like a Librarian with it up in a bun, but at least it’s off my neck.

I waited until they drove off, with the windows down before I unbuttoned my blouse down to the top of my dress. Pulled it out to suck air in, and dry some of the sweat. “Jesus it’s hot.”

“Yeah, it’s August, but it would have been faster just to ride home, to the air conditioning.”

“Well, I’m sick of sitting around the house, so we might as well make the most of it.” We talked about the weather most of the way until we got to the park. Honestly, it should be quicker to cut through, instead of drive all the way around, over the river, and through the woods, but they had a footbridge between the woods, and the park.

“Hold on, help me down.” He held my hands, so I could drop down, and splash water up on my face. I wanted to take a drink, but the water is pretty nasty. I hear you’re not even supposed to eat fish out of it, because of sewage, and farm runoff. You could get bacteria that way, like Ecoli from the fish.

That cooled me off enough to climb back up, and cross the bridge, but out of the woods ment there was no shade. The metal on either side was too hot to touch and I had to stop on the other side. Looking across the whole field, it looked like a mile of no shade.

“You want to get down, and wash the sweat off again?”

“Yeah,” this time he took his shirt off, and even his tank-top underneath before he pulled me back up. “You need a tan,” I pointed out, because it started at his shirt sleeves, and the collar so he had a tanned face, and neck. “Huh, you’re lucky boys can walk around topless, but let’s go around this way.” I pulled his arm.

“What for?”

“The shade? There’s trees I can stay out of the sun under, come on. You in a hurry?”

“Well,” he looked over at some boys, hanging out by the water fountain, and the rest rooms. “You mind if I go hang out?”

“Yeah, go right ahead.” He ran off. “Smoker.” To go bum cigarettes off the smokers, smoking over by the restrooms, and the water fountain. “Huh, can’t they just turn on the sprinklers?” I kicked one of the heads, buried next to the trees, so they popped out of a flat black plastic housing, to spray the grass. “For just a minute, yeah.” I talked to myself, or anyone that would listen, but of course God doesn’t answer such petty prayers.

I looked up, “How about you just move that cloud over there?” I finally stopped, and fanned my skirt, to blow hot air under it, and out the open neck of my blouse. “Jesus it’s hot. Take your time, I’ll wait…” I found a rock. Sticking out of the bank which was cool enough in the shade to just sit on. Lean back, and feel the sweat run down. My blouse hang out wet, and heavy, until a boy, and a girl ran up.

“Hey, you mind if we join you?” I just shook my head. The boy looked right up my dress, and I had my knees up. Wide open, but I knew that if I crossed them modestly, they would just stick together, and sweat more.

“Hihihn!” I looked over, but the couple had gotten behind the rock, and started kissing.

“Huh!” I looked back, but wherever the boys went, with my brother, they disappeared.

“You’re wet too.” He stuck his hands down her shorts.

“Not as wet as her.”

“Guys, it’s sweat.”

“I know it’s wet, we saw it.”

“No, sweat. Uh!” He pulled her top off, then she pulled off his, and they started necking again. In her bra.

“You know what? Actually, you mind if I join you?” Just to take my blouse off. I told myself, yeah right.

“You ever hooked up in the park before?” The boy turned, while the girl got down in front of him. Pulling down his pants.

“Huh!” I looked up. “Sorry, you’ll have to forgive me later.” I pulled my hands out of my dress, with my unbuttoned blouse, and started pulling my arms out of the sleeves.

“Smuck smup!” She just nodded, and I couldn’t see anything from there. With her head in the way, and a little uphill, but he leaned back against a tree. With his knees bent a little, and spread, so she could bend over, and give him oral sex.

“So, you’re not boyfriend, and girlfriend?” He looked up from the front of my dress, and my bra bulging out. Church bra, so plain white satin. Virginal white you might say, and matching underpants. Both soaked through with sweat, and maybe a little more in the underwear department?

“Kathy!”

“Uh!” My brother looked over the rock, and another boy with her. I started covering up my bra, but that just made my armpits squish together. “Get away from them!”

“SCHLURP! Pah!” The girl wiped her mouth, and pumped the wet rod in her other hand. “It’s okay if she wants to watch. I know you’re Christian and all.”

“Yeah,” his friend grinned. “Why don’t you stay and watch?”

“Dude!” he pushed him back, “She’s my sister!”

“So, they’re not both your sister, and maybe if we stick around, we’ll get a head job, too.”

“Uh, fuck huh!”

“Hehahuh!” She laughed, and held it up. Closing her eyes, and turning her head back and forth. “Mh!” I had to move over, with her hair in the way, to really see the cum splash all over her face, then she licked her lips. “Lmn!”

“You really like facials!” I guessed.

“Yeah, you should try it some time.”

My brother came around, and started sliding down, so he had to catch himself on the rock. “Katey, get away from them, you don’t want me to tell mom.”

“Well, you don’t want me to tell dad you’re smoking, after grandaddy died of emphysema.”

“Guys, you done cock blocking?” The other girl looked up. “Hey Paul, you still want that head job?”

“Huh, yeah. My girlfriend, she’s a top notch cock sucker.”

“Yeah, Normie. At least get out of the way, man.”

“Ah, fuck it.” He finally got up, dusted dirt off his pants. “You like dick so much, Jezebel?”

“Yeah,” she took her bra off.

“Hey, she’s not a Jezebel, just because.”

“Katie, right?” She interrupted, her face still glazed by her boyfriend.

“Yeah?”

“I’m Jezebel, nice to meet you.”

“Oh!” I laughed, and then the other boy came around. Behind my brother, who was too busy behind her. Feeling up to the hand bra.

“Well, since introductions are out of the way.” Jezebel put her arms up to turn around. Norman backed up, to sit on a smaller rock next to the side of the bolder. He just pointed down, and she nodded.

“Huh, yeah.” Her boyfriend started rubbing his pants, to get hard again watching. So, he must be like one of those married men that like watching their wives with other men. I forget what you call them, voyeurs, but that kind of voyeurs.

‘katie?’ I looked over, and the 3rd boy was hiding behind the rock. I nodded, and looked back, but my brother had his eyes closed.

“Oh, oh god. Jesus, yeah.”

“Told you, she’s quite the cocksucker, huh?” Her boyfriend couldn’t be any more proud, so I snuck off, and the boy kept walking back. His fly undone, but just the front of his underpants bulging out. Wagging like a puppydog tail under a blanket.

‘kat.’ I turned back.

‘kitty?’ he inched his finger, ‘here kitty kitty!’

I giggled, and pounced. Grabbing his pockets, he went right for the A cups to squeeze. ‘uh, I don’t really want to put it in my mouth.’

“That’s okay,” he felt around the back of my dress. “Whatever you want.”

“Uh!” I pulled his waistband down, in his pants, so it popped up, and stuck straight out. “Huh!” I unbottoned them to feel inside. His balls were so hot, and hairy, sweaty, but so was I. “I’m so wet,” I took his hand, and put it up between my legs. “It’s not just sweat any more, oh! Oh!”

“Kat? Katherine!”

“Leave me alone, you got what you wanted, now let me beat off a boy, too.”

“Matt.”

“Your name is Matt?”

“Yeah,” Norm came around, “Just let me watch, okay? Make sure you don’t get any in your vagina.” I shook my head, and made a face. “You don’t want to get pregnant, do you?”

“Guys, mwuh!” Jezebel wiped off her face, so it was all over her shirt, but she didn’t put it back on. Inside out, so all the cumstains were inside, and close to her heart.

“Am I doing it right?” I looked back, but Matt just swallowed, and nodded his head. His eyes cracked, but he closed them all the way. So, I felt up under his shirt, and I would have liked some abs, but he wasn’t fat or anything. He sure was sweaty, and I could feel him breathing, even though I couldn’t hear it over the blood rushing behind me. Pumping my hand faster, and rubbing his balls in his pants until he started shaking!

“HUH!” I got up, and just held it. “Huh!” My face against his damp sweaty shirt. “Huh.” His heart beating out of control, and his nuts pumping hot wet seed all over my bosom. “Uh.” He went soft, and took it, to squeeze it, and shake off the last drop.

“Ihihihn!” I squeezed them together, as best I could, and turned to show Jezebel.

“Huh, you’re still wet.”

“Uh! Ahauhn!” She grabbed me right through my sopping panties.

“Yeah, she licks a mean pussy too.” Her boyfriend got hard again, and whipped it out. “She’s bisexual.”

“Yeah, I kinda figured.” When she grabbed me by the crotch.

My brother stood back, while Jezebel unbuttoned the straps on the dress, and the sides so she could slide it down my hips, and kiss my chest. Licking the wet mess off of my boobs, and pulling out my waistband to run her nails through my moist pubes. Touch me deeper, and deeper. Pulling them down to kiss my panting tummy, until I had to stop her.

“No, stop.”

“Sorry,” she looked up, licking her lips.

“Huh, yeah me too, but your face has got to be covered in sperms. So, as much as I’d like to, maybe I can get your number?”

“Yeah,” she got up, disappointed.

“Well, she doesn’t have a phone,” Norm got his out.

“Huh, hey you.” I pointed out her boyfriend, and licked my lips. “Come here.” I inched my finger for him to cum closer, since Jezebel hogged all the jizm on my boobs.

I think, now I’m just about ready to stick one in my mouth, and then, who knows?

I’ll just try not to get pregnant, then…

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  • Reply Melissa ID:1i2kovirk0c

    Difficult not getting pregnant especially at young age. I was 11 and enjoyed learning everything about sex. I guess you could say I was little slut.
    I became pregnant and had a miss carriage. That’s when my parents found out I was having sex

    • Psiberzerker ID:1fr6k6ud4

      Yeah, we had a little trouble when we’re young, because 1: Sex Education was quite often Playboy or Penthouse, because we didn’t have the internet to educate ourselves. Also B, birth control just isn’t available to tweens, and teenagers except for condoms. They don’t make rubbers to fit middle school boys when they just start ejaculating, and finger-cots got too tight. That’s something I figured out though: I could steal the Finger Cots from first aid kits. In fact, our school busses had them under the back seat, by the rear door. So, we could steal those to have safe sex until they ran out. (However, in school Health/Sex Ed was pretty much dominated by the fear of AIDS) Unfortunately, the ISD didn’t check or stock those first aid kits except for at the end of the semester. So, you had to make 72 of them last until winter/summer break, but that wasn’t common knowledge. I was probably the only one that knew that trick, other than the boys and girls I was playing sex with in middle school.