True to my word, I called Debbie the next day. She seemed genuinely glad to hear from me, so we made plans for another date. Since the Winter Formal was the unofficial end of the first Semester, we both had free time during the day. We agreed to go skating at the local ice rink with a stop at the local malt shop afterwards. When I arrived, still driving my Dad's old '48 Dodge clunker, she informed me that we had to be home by 5, and I was not allowed into her house without her parents home. "I guess your Mom doesn't trust you." I said.
"Oh, she trusts me just fine. It's you they don't trust. She's not so old that she doesn't remember when she was our age, you know."
"If she only knew!"
For that comment I got a playful slap on the shoulder and we headed for the rink. I considered it a successful date since I only fell on my ass twice, and kept her from falling once by grabbing her by the boobs. When the rink got too crowded, she suggested heading for the malt shop. We sat in the very back of the shop where we shared a large chocolate malted. Normally we would have sat opposite each other, but after she sat down, she indicated I should sit next to her. The drink arrived and as I went to take a sip, her handslipped under the table, landing on my thigh. "So, tell me," she said, "What's it like dating the school lezzie." Between her hand and her words, I almost choked on the malted.
"I take it you're not big on subtlety."
Again she slapped my shoulder, "Asshole!"
"Well, honestly, I like it so far, but I don't for a minute believe you are one. Your performance in the back of 'the bomb' Saturday night leads me to believe that, while you may have experienced some things at Prep school, you haven't switched your allegiance."
She leaned over and licking my ear, she whispered, "Some time I'll show you what I learned there. Not all Private school girls are lesbians, so, even though we have no live cocks to play with..." At this point she squeezed my now rampant bulge in my pants. "Let's just say, necessity is the mother of invention."
After we finished our drink, I suggested we ride up to 'Old Road' before I had to take her home.
"You just want to get your hand in my pants again, you perv." she said, feigning righteous indignation. "But first, I need to stop at the A&P."
Thinking nothing of it, I agreed. She ran in and returned not three minutes later, with a bag of carrots.
"What are those for?"
Non-chalantly she replied, "Dinner."
We parked the car and both headed for the back seat, where we started kissing and groping. She had my fly unzipped and my cock out in record time. She squeezed the shaft, looked up at me, then down at the helmet."There it is!"
"There what is?"
"Proof that you are getting ready to cum. See that little drop right there?" she said pointing to my helmet. She licked it off just before swallowing my cock to the root. She pulled off, smiled and added, "I'm gonna make you cum, and your going to make me cum." She engulfed my rod again, bobbing up and down enthusiastically, her tongue swirling around just under my crown.
Remembering what she said about grabbing her head, I reached lower slipping my hand in her blouse, caressing her breasts and feeling her niples stiffen. She moaned, the vibrations making me twitch. "Ohh fuck! Don't stop, Deb. Please don't stop!" She didn't. In fact, she cupped my balls scratching just behind the sac. She hummed some more. "Gonna cum! gonna...gonna...CUMMM!" I grunted, pumping my warm seed onto her waiting tongue.
She pulled off my deflating cock, giving it one last squeeze and suck. "Want some?" she said sticking her cum coated tongue out.
I accepted her invitation, recalling how much she enjoyed sharing last Saturday. Not my favorite flavor, but palatable. And knowing how much it turned her on I went for it with considerable gusto.
"Now its your turn to get me off!" she said wiping a little spillage off her chin and licking it from the back of her hand. "That's what the carrots are for. Pick out a good size one and I'll show you a trick, the girls taught me at school."
I chose one that was fairly thick at the top and about 7 inches long. "Now, tease me with it!" she said, flipping up her skirt and exposing lace panties. Guiding my carrot filled hand, she rubbed the thick end against the gusset of her undergarment. I got the message! I started rubbing against the lace, pushing it between her pussylips. "Ohhh! Yesss!" she throatily whispered as she laid back on the car seat. The back seat of the Dodge filled with the scent of her sex as her panties soaked up the juices emanating from within her. I pulled the garment over her hips and downpast her knees, exposing her lust engorged pussy. Flipping the carrot around I tickled her lips with the skinny tip before slipping it just inside "Oh you nasty boy!" she whispered placing her hand on the back of my head and pulling my face into the tanble of orange hairs guarding the entry to her virtue. I feathered my tongue against her emerging clit as she spread her legs, making it all the easier to maneuver the carrot. "That feels strange."
"Want me to stop?" I asked, hesitating for a moment.
"God, no!... It's strange,... but a good strange" she stammered, still holding my face to her cunt. I resarted my assault on her clit, alternating between feather touches and doggy kisses, sucking up her sweet juices as I went.
"Don't stop!...Cumming...Oh God...Yes!...Yes! YES!." Her fingers curled in my hair, her thighs clamped against my head, and her body went rigid, as her orgasm totally consumed her.
I continued to rasp against her clit until she pushed me away. "Too much!" With my head out of the way, she curled up until the waves of orgasm receded. She took my face in her hands and kissed me deeply, savoring her flavor off my lips and tongue. Pulling the carrot from her pussy she said, "Here's your dinner!" Playing along, I sucked her juices off the carrot.
"Delicious! Can I have seconds?"
Opening her legs, she smiled and replied, "Kitchen's open!"
Diving in, using my fingers instead of the carrot, I smothered her clit with kisses, bringing her off again in record time.
"We have to stop." she panted, " I can't take anymore." Looking at her watch, she added, "Besides You need to get me home."
Reluctantly, I pulled my face from her leaking pussy, licking my lips. I handed her the carrot. "Here! You might need this, tonight."
Handing me her damp panties, she smiled. "Here!" she said, "You might need these tonight, yourself."
I dropped her off at home, with a promise to get together tomorrow morning and telling, in detail, how our evening apart went.
I called her a little after 8 A.M. "So, how was your evening?"
"It took forever for my Mom to go to bed." she answered, "And I guess I was a little too vocal. I must have woken her up, because she knocked on my door, asking if I was OK. Pulling the covers up to my chin and leaving the carrot lodged in my cunny, I told her I must have been having a nightmare. After she wished me goodnight again, she went back to bed and I threw the covers off and, as silently as I could, brought myself off."