Even tongue kissing was not so feared or repugnant as the initial buss. However, once that intimate barrier was breached, it was 'all hands on deck a...d full steam ahead'.I thought back a few years to when I was 17, my sister 16. We were at a Christmas party where laced eggnog was a staple and a bunch of us were getting pretty tipsy. I'd managed to get some girls under the mistletoe and I wasn't being too cautious about kissing or copping a feel under that twig. The mood was right and I was. She’s inseventh grade with me. She’s shy and hasn’t made a lotof friends, but she’s cute and I thought it might befun. We’re going to the drive-in tonight. I haven’teven checked what’s showing. It’s the only show intown and you go see what they play, or you watch TV.Having a date watching TV with my little brother andsisters in the room was not going to happen, so it hadto be the drive-in.I told Mrs. Shaney next door I’d be home by. “See if you just gave your horny mother that young, hard, thick cock last night you wouldn’t be tied to the bed at the moment. You could be at this very moment ramming that steel rod deep within my juicy cunt!” Miranda said watching the rise of her long sought after prize. “Now I had to go to great lengths to set this all up,” she said listening to the hum of the silk belts as she paced along the foot of her bed. “I am sorry about d**gging you baby, but you left me with no other choice. So now. I watched as she started to eat them, amused as she didn’t seem to take her eyes of her book for a single second. Then she looked up and once again the awkward smile as we both seemed to have looked at each other at the same moment. Then she got up and I sensed, rather than saw that she was in front of me. Looking up she gave me a beautiful smile, apologised for disturbing me and asked if she could take the ketchup from my table. ‘Of course, help yourself’ I said with my best smile which was.