I began to think he was interested in me quickly and I loved it. I loved the idea of him pleasuring me and me being able to pleasure him. How exciting...it would be to have him want me.I began hanging out out his house after school. He was much older, but I was drawn to him. It all started with hm asking questions about if I had kissed a girl or knew anything about sex. Soon the questions turned to masturbating and orgasms. If I had and if I wanted to. When he pulled down his pants, and I was. It looked rather festive, I thought.'Teen Fucktoy High School - Home of the Snarling Beavers, ' read the arched lettering above the double doors of the gym.Our cheerleaders had the cutest logos on their sweaters, what with our mischievous-looking cartoon beaver snarling out from between the spread legs of a big-breasted hooker from outer space.Our football team looked cool, too. We were the only team in our league whose helmets sported alien hookers with snarling beaver pussies.For a high. .. my neighbour Mrs. Callaghan’s grand-daughter Jenny had came to visit for a few weeks. She comes every other year or so. The last time I had seen her, she was 14 years old, with small budding breasts, braces…not that interesting to a randy 17 year old. But that had been 4 years ago and now the once unimpressive kid had matured into an 18 year old beauty-long, light brown hair, sky blue eyes, those juicy breasts… heaven.By now a very prominent bulge had developed in my pants. I felt I had to. I know they will take turns and probably have a little argument over who’s going to get the mouthful of cum. Hell; it doesn’t matter to me, just as long as they enjoy themselves and me too. “Which of us gets to swallow his cum Sarah?” “I don’t care, just as long as I get my share. Hey, why don’t we both just take a side and keep going at him. When he’s ready, we can both have him in our mouth and share what comes out,” Sarah said. “Great idea, you go first, and see how much you can take into.