I'm Coming

A finger prodded Hannah's shoulder. Rolling her eyes, she paused her conversation with Robby to turn and find a familiar face looking back at her.

"Oh. Hey Mom."

"Hannah, where's John?" The older woman chewed on some kishkebabs.

Up went a finger.

"Want to ask him down? We're going to take a quick photo."

"Moom. I'm trying to hang out here!" She side-eyed Robby. "You people can do your... people's stuff."

"Hey hey hey," she popped a brow. Her look stern.

After a brief second, Hannah grumbled something indistinct. Over the blonde teen's shoulder, Robby gave a half-apologetic, half-amused shrug as her mother lobbed him a friendly wink and walked away.

"Jeeez," Hannah grumbled as she bit down on her sponge bread, then looked excitedly to Robby. "Wanna go to the game room?"

"Uh." The boy sheepishly scratched his cheek. "Aren't you going to ask your brother--"

The blonde grabbed her unwitting victim's wrist, pulling him away. A chorus of 'cheese!''s peppered the background over the thumping soft rock, the group of men and women outside in the back yard clumsily assembled for a group picture. There were even a few young'ns.

"Hey!" One of the men was a balding, older fellow, adorned in a loose Hawaiian-patterned t-shirt. He stepped out of pattern and thrusted up his cup of lemonade. Little did the others know, he had tinkled a few drops of liquor while the pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey game was going. "Where's Jennifer?"

Jennifer Carter hugged John's shoulder tight. She turned her head, observing the doe-eyed look on his face, and chuckled. She pecked him on the cheek. "Oh, you're doing just fine sweetheart. Lilly's own boy, getting his virginity tossed out the window by my happy-to-please girl. It's practically Romeo and Juliet." She laughed at John's reddening cheeks, and gave him another smooch. It really wasn't anything like Romeo and Juliet, but he didn't have the oxygen to spare that moment.

"Yeah, isn't getting laid great?" As Selene asked him this, she pulled his face to her tits. Both hands were wrung around the back of his neck. Up, down, up, down, up and down she went on his raging-hard penis. The mattress was certainly not this creaky before. Damn. Whether he was pushing it in, or she was pulling, his face buried itself in her bouncing titflesh, effectively consuming all sides of his face. She smelled so good. Wonder why she bothered gussying up if she never planned to attend the party.

"Does she smell nice?" Mrs. Carter suddenly asked. "Her breasts, I mean."

Just as John was providing an affirmative, he took another whiff of Selene's tit-valley scent, and his body suddenly tensed. All energy diverted to his pelvis.

Time slowed down for an interim,

He was about to cum. He was about to friggin' cum inside Selene's -- his hot, busty neighbor's -- PUSSY!

The young woman sensed it, and pulled John's face up for a kiss, making contact with his lips. After a properly tender locking, she drew back, straightened her back, and squished her heaving, big breasts with her own hands in front of him, hair drooping past a shoulder. "Want to cum in me, John?" Despite her delicate breaths, she laughed. "Would--emph--be a pretty cool way to wrap up the afternoon. Sc--screwing me, IN a party, AND it being your first fuck EVER? Shoot," bounce, bounce, bounce, "that would be a heck of a story dude. We should celebrate after."

"We really should," agreed Mrs. Carter. "Too bad you don't like mingling."

"I do, just not in front of you guys. Not you John. You're--oh, agh--yeah... you're cool. I mean my parents."

Mrs. Carter began rubbing her own breasts against John's arm. "Speaking of, he really does seem ready to blow. John?"