Johnny and Sissy looked at each other silently. Their hands met on the game controller, and their eyes locked. Within they saw what they both hid behind a facade of rivalry. Their hands slowly let go of the controller as they drew closer, grasping each other more tightly. They turned away from the TV, not caring about the video game, kneeling only feet from each other, their hands clasped tightly together between them.
Both closed their eyes and leaned inward, both equally inexperienced but also equally determined. Their lips met, and suddenly a fire lit underneath them. Their hands unclenched and wrapped around the other, Sissy falling back to the floor with Johnny on top of her, their tongues writhing together in their mouths much as their owners were on the carpet.
Johnny ran a hand through Sissy’s blond hair as her legs wrapped around his torso. With all the strength he could muster, he picked her up and then dropped her her on his bed, again falling on top of her. They continued to writhe about, rolling on the large bed, sometimes Sissy was on top, sometimes Johnny was, and sometimes they both lay on their sides.
They pulled away at each others’ shirts, Sissy’s small breasts bouncing in her bra as the rapid pulling-off of the shirt disturbed them. Both then started at their own pants, revealing Johnny’s gray boxers and Sissy’s black panties.
Sissy now took control, rolling Johnny onto his back as she slithered down his body, her warm breath leaving a trail along his torso until she reached his boxers. She undid the button and pulled out his six-incher, hard as steel, and wrapped her cold hand around it. Her other hand slid down her own body to her panties, sliding two fingers in to merely rest on her labia.
Johnny wouldn’t have any of that, though. “Sissy, if you’re doing it for me, I can do it for you.”
“Alright, Test,” she smiled, pulling away and rearranging herself. They both lay on their sides, staring down the others’ crotches. As Sissy took light, long strokes of his meat, Johnny slid a finger into her pussy and pumped it in and out at the same speed.
When Sissy leaned in and began kissing his head as she sped up her wrist’s movements, Johnny did the same, running his tongue lightly against her clitoris. Deciding it was time to get down to business, Sissy’s hand slid down, wrapping only a few fingers around his base and taking his head into her mouth. This prompted Johnny to follow suit. He pulled his fingers out, grabbed Sissy’s thighs, and pulled her pelvis to his mouth, dipping his tongue into her vagina.
“Oh, Test,” she moaned into his cock as she took a little more into her mouth a little more with each bob of her head. Her tongue swirled around his shaft as her lips pressed tightly, not letting any air escape or enter as she sucked him off.
Johnny, with her pelvis pushed hard into his face, continued to eat her out with ferocity. He rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him, and took hold of her ass, doubling pace. His tongue darted and dipped and licked, all the while he hummed a tune to squeeze a little extra reaction out of her. His hands crept along her firm ass, and he drove in the two fingers already lubricated by her pussy right into her back door
Sissy moaned even louder as she felt him violate her asshole with his fingers. It wasn’t a powerful, orgasm-inducing sensation, but it did make Test’s cunnilingus all the more pleasurable. Her hand, still wrapped around his base, began to pump up an down.
The light stroking, combined with the blowjob, made Johnny moan louder into Sissy’s love canal. He wrapped his legs around Sissy’s back, pressing down lightly to get Sissy’s lips down to her hand, his entire cock now either in her mouth or hand. He thrust upward, catching her by surprise, but not caring. His thrusts complemented her own movements, eliciting a great reaction from him. He obligingly pumped the fingers in Sissy’s ass faster and deeper, adding in a third finger.
The addition of a third finger drove Sissy over the edge. She cried out into Johnny’s crotch and let loose her juices in Johnny’s mouth. She quivered, continuing to masturbate him as her orgasm rushed over her body.
A plethora of moans made the saliva coating Johnny’s cock vibrate. Between that and the taste of Sissy’s juices rushing into his mouth, he couldn’t hold it in. He groaned, his dick twitching before loosing a load into Sissy’s mouth.
Just as Johnny didn’t stop when her fluids came, Sissy, didn’t pull away. She stopped her movements and swallowed his entire load. She then licked clean his shaft of any stray cum before pulling away. She went up to Johnny, they kissed, and then she lay next to him, both of them just basking in the feeling.
Sissy wanted more, though, and she looked down to see Johnny’s above-average (for his age, at least) six inches limpening. She wouldn’t have any of that. She straddled Johnny’s test and unclasped her bra, letting her growing breasts fall free.
Johnny’s dick became hard so quickly it may as well have made a ‘boing’ sound. He stared at Sissy’s young, already fairly developed breasts, and he was back in the game. He reached out, taking them in his hands and kneading them with care.
Sissy moaned, throwing her head back as she rose her pelvis. She back a little, Johnny’s grip still firm as he massaged her mounds, and placed his head at her entrance. She’d never had anything larger than a couple fingers in there, no no more than a couple inches deep, and her hymen was still intact, so she knew she had to take this slow.
Johnny understood, not pushing or prodding her to go faster. He merely continued his treatment of her breasts as he felt his tip slide into her tight, moist pussy.
He’s a bigger fit than I thought, she mused. With a grimace she forced another half-inch into her. Her inner walls clenched his meat tightly, and he was barely in. Another inch she sank down, now they began to both feel pressure; the tightness pressing against Johnny, and the fullness stretching Sissy.
Finally, he was four inches into her. More than half of his length was buried in her virgin cunt, and his head pressed against her hymen. Sissy took a deep breath, mustered up every ounce of strength, and sunk down, burying all of Johnny’s six inches into her.
They remained like that for several minutes. Sissy panted as she bit through the pain, all the while Johnny whispering reassuring words to her and continuing to treat her breasts. Finally, she felt the pain had faded enough and her pussy had adapted to Johnny’s length, and she began to rise a few inches, exposing half of his meat to the open air before sinking down. She continued this slow rise-and-fall, finding the pain faded much faster as she did so. She built up her rhythm in a slow climb, both of them trying to get used to doing it slow before doing it fast.
With Sissy doing all the work, Johnny didn’t have to fear hurting her, and focused on better things. He continued to tend to her breast, but now leaned up and took one into his mouth. Like a hungry baby he suckled on it, occasionally licking along the whole thing. He loved the feel of it, the warmth and security of her body against his.
Slowly, Sissy built up speed until she managed to get up to a decent one. With renewed ferocity she rode him, the pain a long-gone afterthought as they lost themselves in a flurry of newfound passion. Johnny pulled Sissy down, kissing her as she continued to writhe on top of him. His arms hooked under hers and he thrust up in complement to her.
Sissy screamed into Johnny’s mouth as, again, she felt an orgasm brew inside her. She pulled Johnny into the most passionate kiss they’d shared as her body quivered. Her orgasm struck, and she cried out as her juices ran down her and Johnny’s legs.
Sissy may have been done, but Johnny wasn’t. He pulled out as her orgasm began to fade and rolled out from under her. Sissy looked, her arms still keeping her up, as Johnny moved faster than she could react. He pulled her arms away and she fell to the ground.
Johnny snickered as he took his slicked-up rod into his hand and drove it into Sissy’s firm, tight ass.
Sissy shrieked, pressing her face into the pillow as Johnny popped her anal cherry. He was slicked up enough with her saliva and juices that there was no shortage of lubrication, but damn it was a tight fit. She felt him stuff more of his cock into her nether regions, and simply lay there, letting him get off in the interest of fairness.
Johnny howled as he reamed Sissy’s tight asshole. It was warm and clenched onto him so tightly that he had to put an effort into every thrust, but the resistance only made him want it more. He pounded away with ferocious speed as he felt his orgasm finally build inside him. He gave one final, loud howl as he pulled out of her ass. His cock twitched as he let loose a stream of cum down Sissy’s back.
Johnny and Sissy, now equally tired, lay in each other’s arms the rest of the afternoon under his blankets, just enjoying the nearness.
After a final quickie, Sissy left a little before supper time Neither wanted her to leave, but she had to. With a kiss, she walked out of the door. Johnny lay contented, and couldn’t wait for the next Saturday.