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Nothing Up My Sleeve

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by Ken I’m writing to share something that happened when I was 20 that I have never told any one about until now. Even though it sounds kinda crazy, I did not make up any of this story. I met a girl named Terri one Friday night in a country western bar I used to frequent. After a couple of beers we ended up slipping away together to smoke a joint in the moonlight at a nearby lake and have a quickie back at my place before I dropped her back off at the bar to rejoin her girlfriends. I found out the next day from the bartender that she was only 16 and her girlfriends 17. Since the drinking age was 18 at the time and they were being served, I figured they were of age. Terri and I had exchanged phone numbers, but I decided the risk getting caught with a 16 year old just wasn’t worth trying to see her again. She called me a week later, and invited me to a party her girlfriend (whose parents were out of town) was having. I should have stayed away, but I was thinking with my cock and not my head. I picked up some beer (since they were too young to buy it) and drove to the address she had given me. Terri was there with her girlfriends Nancy and Debbie. After we drank some beer and smoked some Columbian we got giggly. One of the girls suggested we play cards, and Terri said “How about strip poker?”. Sitting around a dining room table with 3 girls, I wasn’t going to complain. Terri turned out to be a bad card player, and was soon sitting there in just a pair of pink panties. When she lost the next hand, I admired the way she stood up and, not seeming at all embarrassed, slipped them off, revealing a neatly trimmed patch of downy soft light brown pubic hair. I may have felt a little sorry for Terri, or maybe I have a little bit of the exhibitionist in me, but I lost the next hand on purpose, discarding the two aces I was dealt. All I had on at this point was a pair of Jockey bikini briefs, which were starting to feel way too small. I was rock hard at this point, and my cock had reached its maximum length of just over 7 inches. It was standing straight up, and the head was beginning to poke out from under the elastic waistband of my briefs. When I stood up to “pay off” for having lost the hand, I went slowly enough to offer the girls a good look. I had to pull the front of my underwear straight out to clear my erect member before I could pull them down. None of the girls said anything as engorged tool literally jumped out and stood at attention, but it was a big turn on knowing they were all watching. My attention turned to Debbie, who was now wearing only a tee shirt and panties. When she had lost the last hand, she had chosen not to take off her shirt, but reached in, undid her bra, and slid it down over her arm and off. I could see she had gorgeous breasts, very large and well formed, yet firm. I guess that comes with being only 17. I could see her already erect nipples through the white tee shirt, and I could just make out the dark circles of her aureoles. I couldn’t wait for the next hand to be dealt. Debbie did lose the next hand, and I felt cheated when she grabbed a towel and held it in front of herself while slipping off her shirt, so that nobody saw anything. The next thing I did was funny but turned out to be a really bad move. I got up from my chair (oblivious to the fact I was stark naked and at full mast in a room with three young girls) ran over and tried to grab the towel from her. I just missed it as she ran away. This might have been OK if I had been in the company of older more experienced women, but it was way too bold in this case and the girls freaked out. Nancy screamed – “He’s out of control – do something about him” to Terri. I sat back down, but the mood was broken and the game never resumed. Things hadn’t worked out exactly the way I had hoped, and my visions of a threesome or a foursome never came true. As an erotic experience though, it was definitely not a total loss. As we sat there drinking our beers and talking, I reached under the table and into Terri’s lap, with my hand coming to rest in the warm dampness between her legs. I began massaging her pussy, and her body started to respond. Soon she was slippery enough to for me to insert first one finger then two into her. I stopped my exploring just long enough to take her hand and placed it on my swollen shaft. She took the hint and went quietly to work. Since Terri and I were sitting side by side with our hands under the table, the other girls couldn’t see what was going on, and we tried not to be too obvious. I’m sure it wasn’t that hard to figure out from the way we were squirming in our seats and the expressions on our faces. I would like to give more details, but I don’t remember everything very clearly. I do know, after stripping in front of three girls, and seeing them nude and semi nude I was as turned on as I have ever been. I remember that Terri’s hand felt damp and a little cool, probably from holding a beer bottle, and that she kept working until I had finished shooting out what seemed like a river of hot cum. A few minutes later we all finished our beers, got dressed, straightened up the room, and went our separate ways. I only saw Terri once or twice after that. Even though that day was an amazing scene, we didn’t really have that much in common, and it wasn’t just the age difference. I did run into Debbie a couple years later in another bar, after she had had a few too many. That’s another story I may write about sometime.

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